Click Here If Gangsta Boo - Pillow Talk Video Not Working
'Pillow Talk' Lyrics - Gangsta Boo (Ft. 8Ball & Maino)
Here is Pillow Talk Lyrics by Gangsta Boo Ft. 8Ball & Maino

Seen at the crib getting high
Planning on how to get my next check
My life flash before my eyes
My enemies is…
Most of you niggas be imaginary
Friends having pillow talking
Text and hoes, what kind of shit?
If you end up missing then I shall fall
Taking up prisoners is my motto
My brother told me that he’s doing time
Life… I see murder
Damn, I wanna see them niggas shine
If you’re real stab me in the front
If you’re fake stab me in the back
I heard what you’ve been saying foe
Your people called and told me that!
I was kinda shocked
but then I said that’s just how it was to be
I jumped in my car, I went to get a ball
and we hit the streets
I threw my pieces up
I, I threw my pieces up!
You don’t know who know who,
so it’s best to shut the fuck up!

Chorus:
You pillows talking to the hoes
You pillows talking to the hoes
You don’t know who she know, who they know
who she know, who they know
who she know, who they know
You pillows talking to the hoes
You pillows talking to the hoes
You don’t know who she know, who they know
who she know, who they know
who she know, who they know
who she know, who they know
who she know, who they know

Hey, look at you dumb ass, trying to get a chrome ass
Always want some ass with your little bum ass
Nigger you need to go and get your mind right
The next pills got you niggers giving away your whole life
..couple of drinks now you even gave this bitch your social.. number
But tomorrow when you wake up, happy that shit you won’t remember
Your baby momma been all over the city streets
Your name came out of the mouth of so many freaks
Random hoe describing a shit, like they’re little witches.
Facebook and Twitt pic and candid pictured with you
Tipping out, why you sleep without your cash and jewels
You thought she was a… nigga you’re a damn fool!

Chorus:
You pillows talking to the hoes
You pillows talking to the hoes
You don’t know who she know, who they know
who she know, who they know
who she know, who they know
You pillows talking to the hoes
You pillows talking to the hoes
You don’t know who she know, who they know
who she know, who they know
who she know, who they know
who she know, who they know
who she know, who they know

Oh no, we’re sitting in the black…
All black on, I’m messed up
Came with tools, we hammered up
And if you sleep, you wait your ass up
Yes we are, we’re in front of your house
Guess what, we’re about to run in your house
How we know? Nigga you should know
Cause body’s on, you’ll be running your mouth
That’s right boy, that bitch you like
The one you met, you talk to on Skype
I know her too, she cool with boo
I read the text that you sent her, right!
Long hair, big old ass, tattoos Fendi bag
You told.. will you keep the cash
Got them Brooklyn boys came to see your ass!
Frighten dog, what you’re running from?
Never post tell a bitch nothing, dog!
Why you tell her…
That’s why we get you in this…
The same bitch that you’re talking to
The same bitch that wanna come up too
The same bitch that fucked with all the niggers
and get all the niggers just come for you

Chorus:
You pillows talking to the hoes
You pillows talking to the hoes
You don’t know who she know, who they know
who she know, who they know
who she know, who they know
You pillows talking to the hoes
You pillows talking to the hoes
You don’t know who she know, who they know
who she know, who they know
who she know, who they know
who she know, who they know
who she know, who they know

This image may be subject to copyright.

Click Here If 8Ball - This That Video Not Working
'This That' Lyrics - 8Ball (Ft. Singa)
Here is This That Lyrics by 8Ball Ft. Singa

Hey, what it do, what it do?
This is my life
All my pills, all pimps and all my real bitches in the vicinity

Just a ..coming through your speakers
I’m big, but I still squeeze in a two seat
With the roof off but, but I rather ride big
You .. with the seat back like I’m chilling at the crib
Front row, in love with making money I’m so gone!
I’m so wrong cause I hustle hard and never go home
I’m in tune, I got soul, so I vibe with the room
With the brokest mother fuckers and the riches tycoons
Where the Hennessy? I need to pour myself a double shot
And I smoke and hid the cigarette already in the box
Make movies when I ride it, to see it when I say it
At the club I almost… and my DJ afraid to play it
I’m so dope, I’ve been told,I’m so cold when I float
I got gold on my teeth, six on the top row
I’ve been called many things, from a legend to a king
But I’m just another with a dollar and a drink!

Chorus:
Ain’t no definition for a nigga like he
If he gotta keep it playing, I’mma always be a G
(It’s how we ride)
And these niggas steady watch it
(From the side)
(Oh! This is my life!)
Keep it ghetto, keep it, play it, I’mma always be a G
(This is my life!)
Keep it ghetto, keep it, play it, I’mma always be a G
(This is my life!)
Keep it ghetto, keep it, play it, I’mma always be a G
(This is my life!)

Just that space says life long get it till I’m gone home
Live life to the foolish, put it on i every song
Out of good, out of bad, when I’m happy, when I’m mad
All my fucked up ways, might have got them from my dad
I ain’t sure all I know, I’mma keep it ten toes
In the dirt, when it hurt, when it don’t make it work
Competition I ain’t see it, cause to me it don’t exist
Man, I was getting money back when niggas pop…
West Coast on the summer.. with my bitch
Top back in the sun, … on the pill
My advice is just .. don’t be worry about them suckers
My heart won’t let me quit, I guess I got that from my momma!

Chorus:
Ain’t no definition for a nigga like he
If he gotta keep it playing, I’mma always be a G
(It’s how we ride)
And these niggas steady watch it
(From the side)
(Oh! This is my life!)
Keep it ghetto, keep it, play it, I’mma always be a G
(This is my life!)
Keep it ghetto, keep it, play it, I’mma always be a G
(This is my life!)
Keep it ghetto, keep it, play it, I’mma always be a G
(This is my life!)

Just that .. back again, like you got that pack again
Smoking on some Afghan, getting my Cadillac and Benz
…like I owe them, even though I just grew up
I don’t know a lot of people stuff and all I wish is the best for ‘em
Hold me down, it’s your boy, one and only Real McCoy
Really was on my way out, start to give you a little more!
Dope rap, shout it up, smoke it up, pour it up
Girls they like to fuck a lot
Get out there, hold it up!
Judging you is not for me, I rather be your best friend
Talk to me and maybe we can connect before the world ends
Space is just a song, might be a long time
Before another comet like this fly by

Chorus:
Ain’t no definition for a nigga like he
If he gotta keep it playing, I’mma always be a G
(It’s how we ride)
And these niggas steady watch it
(From the side)
(Oh! This is my life!)
Keep it ghetto, keep it, play it, I’mma always be a G
(This is my life!)
Keep it ghetto, keep it, play it, I’mma always be a G
(This is my life!)
Keep it ghetto, keep it, play it, I’mma always be a G
(This is my life!)

This image may be subject to copyright.

Click Here If 8Ball - Life’s Quest Video Not Working
'Life’s Quest' Lyrics - 8Ball (Ft. Angie Stone)
Here is Life’s Quest Lyrics by 8Ball Ft. Angie Stone

If I’d die today I wrote this song to let you know I love you so
always on my mind even though I’m always on the go
I wish the best for you and I always want you to try your best
may god bless your journey do all out your lifes quest
Life quest oh yeah
may god bless your journey do all out your lifes quest
life quest ohh

Chorus:
I only know what I do best
give it my all and nothing less
I get it in with no regrets
I’m on a journey to life’s quest
I’m ever do my home girl
what don’t kills me makes me strong girl
there it is in life you choose to do
we got the shit journey bruise like this

If I’d die today I wrote this song to let you know I love you so
always on my mind even though I’m always on the go
money is so important to me ’cause all we tryin to get it
it hurt me when you leave some and I can’t just go and get it
crazy how I used to be so reckless before I was with me
taking near pay for granted even being young and gifted
then you said he get..get lazy he was going first
came out looking just like me I can see his face while I’m writing this verse
I was on tour and I will forget it
the sun is summer day my.. was pulled up in Memphis
rolling with DJ rizzle..got a call on my phone
pulled up at the hospital just the time to see you fun
got them blank is time to little brown baby smile
and now I know you’re growing up
and I will always make you happy
but I want the best for you and I always want you to try your best
may God bless your journey do all your lifes quest

Chorus:
I only know what I do best
give it my all and nothing less
I get it in with no regrets
I’m on a journey to life’s quest
I’m ever do my home girl
but what don’t kill me makes me strong girl
there it is in life you choose to do
we got the shit journey bruise like this

If I die today I wrote this song to let you know
I love you so, always on my mind even though I’m always on the go
listen I ain’t have no daddy but there’s common where we come from
I said I’ll be the greatest and if one day I ever become one
look out it I know you try to hard but life is hard
you just pay quick and was stuck and hard
man you gotta help hard
and I know you got it in ’cause you remind me of myself
and you look just like me but on the inside what I’m talking bout
nad Leyla my only lady please respect yourself
know the heaven baby ain’t the only way to share your love
and I know my music may confusion but you gotta be strong
my life a mirror and reflections come out in my song
and told you, you just a baby young and innocent
when your mama tried I know I gave a hundred and 10%
but I want the best for you and I always want you to try your best
and God bless your journey do all your lifes quest

[Chorus:]

If I’d die today I wrote this song to let you know I love you so
always on my mind even though I’m always on the go
I wish the best for you and I always want you to try your best
may god bless your journey do all out your lifes quest
Life quest oh yeah
may god bless your journey do all out your lifes quest
life quest ohh

This image may be subject to copyright.

Click Here If 8Ball - Don’t Bring Me Down Video Not Working
'Don’t Bring Me Down' Lyrics - 8Ball (Ft. 2 Chainz)
Share On Facebook
Here is Don’t Bring Me Down Lyrics by 8Ball Ft. 2 Chainz @
lyrics-video-music.blogspot.com

The night is young (The night is young)
Come and go with me (Come and go with me)
Up in the sky (Up in the sky)
Is where you wanna be.
Don’t bring me down, don’t bring me down
Don’t bring me down, don’t bring me down
Don’t bring me down, don’t bring me down

Tonight I’m twistin’ ‘em big, I’m poppin’ pink bottles
Pull out the old school Chevys and make the pipes rattle
Kev wrap the rubber bands, no credit cards
45 catch the cliques, no bodyguards
Call that my real nigga passport
Pull ‘em out when them old bitches ask for it
I’ve been collecting paper, tryna stuff my bank account
With this pen and paper give you somethin’ to think about
The diamonds shine and the wine is muscato
We ride shit from my garage, fuck a limo
My piece is 1 tenth of a dollar
She left her panties at my crib on the coffee table
I’m waitin’ for the beat

The night is young (The night is young)
Come and go with me (Come and go with me)
Up in the sky (Up in the sky)
Is where you wanna be.
Don’t bring me down, don’t bring me down
Don’t bring me down, don’t bring me down
Don’t bring me down, don’t bring me down

Tonight we’re takin’ the city and paintin’ it all black
Drama on the soundtrack and it’s all crack
Your speed exceed 100 down i20
We breathe and smoke in and out and got plenty
I’m on the passenger, tonight I’m lettin’ my bitch drive
She here to buckle and the car commitin’ suicide
Law enforcement on my car with cameras
Tryna connect gang members and gangsta rappers
Drug dealers, athletes and black actors
Get caught up, prostitutes and back taxes
Fuck it, tonight we’re livin’ like we don’t exist
Time stopped like I broke the watch on my wrist
Somewhere you wanna be?

The night is young (The night is young)
Come and go with me (Come and go with me)
Up in the sky (Up in the sky)
Is where you wanna be.
Don’t bring me down, don’t bring me down
Don’t bring me down, don’t bring me down
Don’t bring me down, don’t bring me down

What goes up must come down
And if I stay down, then I don’t come up
Life a bitch, I got my hand on the but, foot on the clutch
On my new wonder, smokin’ a blunt.
Tired of all sililaquez, service squeeze
Still use a triple B for insominity
And please, if bein’ broke is your disease
I took a test and passed and nigga I’m clean.
Promethazine poured in the 2 liter
Got my gorillas with me, and I’m the zookeeper
See, you ain’t seen it all until you’ve seen it all
If life a movie you never know when it might pause.

The night is young (The night is young)
Come and go with me (Come and go with me)
Up in the sky (Up in the sky)
Is where you wanna be.
Don’t bring me down, don’t bring me down
Don’t bring me down, don’t bring me down
Don’t bring me down, don’t bring me down

This image may be subject to copyright.

Click Here If Big K.R.I.T - Money On The Floor Video Not Working
'Money On The Floor' Lyrics - Big K.R.I.T (Ft. 2 Chainz, 8Ball & MJG)
Share On Facebook
Here is Money On The Floor Lyrics by Big K.R.I.T Ft. 2 Chainz, 8Ball & MJG @
lyrics-video-music.blogspot.com

[verse 1: big krit]
is it me or is it something about a car
that makes a bad bitch get freaky fuck like porno stars?
or maybe it was that chrome that keep a bopper in the zone
but either way she hit my phone like she can’t leave me lone
and that there just keeps happening, the limit on all this rapping shit
10 out of 10 she dying to fuck, that’s just what my average is
slab and chassis lavishly with cabin digi-dash in it i’m an advocate
chromed out wheels if you hop in here you might jet lag a bit
i’m passionate about everything that i want, i do what it do and y’all don’t
i put the whole world in my trunk, let it bump
check the stars out when i ride, dodgin’ potholes with these tires
hopping lanes, swang and bang in a ‘stang so let me by
cuz i got–

[hook: big krit]
money on the floor
lighters on the dresser
drop my top, no one can do it better
diamonds and the leather
wood and the chrome
bopping ass hoes just won’t leave me alone

[verse 2: 8-ball]
she call me big baby, i got my guccis on
black on black, head to toe, smelling like prada cologne
feeling like big pimping, inhale, exhale
good green, thick lean, give them bitches x pills
cocaine make them get so loose on them tequila shots
every time i do it i regret it, the bitch just can’t stop
now she’s dancing on the table, skirt done went up to her navel
niggas throwing money at her, shit i can’t be mad at her

[verse 3: mjg]
you bring the girl to me then i’mma bless her, yessir
25 lighters on my dresser, yessir
my bitch on the block with some money on her mind
a pistol in her purse and a heart full of grind
i’m pimp type mj, drop my top, light that dro
hand on the wood with the pedal on the floor
forever get dough and i’m clever on the ho
still get vetted man, never be a scary man
my dna is all ike turner, eddie king

[hook]

[verse 4: 2 chainz]
25 lighters, 25 cyphers
went to jail and shared a cell with a 25-to-lifer
stayed at my grandma house with 25 bibles
stayed in the trap house with like 25 rifles
drop my top and i dip dip dip
but if i pop my trunk you better duck, don’t sniff
chrome lips on the vehicle look like they blowing kisses
reel them hoes in, it look like i’m going fishing
okay this how i ride, two bad hoes inside
one ho say she ready, the other ho said she tired
i’mma drop this other ho off, me and the other ho we gon ride
all jokes aside i’m the get money poster

This image may be subject to copyright.

Click Here If 8Ball - Bytch Like U Video Not Working
'Bytch Like U' Lyrics - 8Ball
Share On Facebook
Here is Bytch Like U Lyrics by 8Ball @
lyrics-video-music.blogspot.com

Bitch like you (Bitch like you)
I need a bitch like you (Bitch like you)
I need a bitch like you (Bitch like you)
I need a bitch like you (Bitch like you)

This time the bitch is up
She keep it on the keep
And if I ever need it
She keep a couple stacks
She on my dream team
She know how to get your cream
She know how to use her grind
That’s so sexy to me
She my Michelle Obama
She bumbee with no drama
And she’s no Vera Findle
When I smoke marijuana
I’m her big teddy bear
She like to hold me close
When I’m up in that thang
I like to overdose
She my lil’ baby girl
Take her all around the world
She point and say I want that
I tell her here it is
Cuz She my lil’ baby girl
Take her all around the world
She point and say I want that
I tell her here it is

Cuz every nigger need a bitch like you
That can take care of a business
Bring money home too
You know, every nigger need a bitch like you
He can take ‘er ’round the world and give her anything she want
Cuz every nigger need a bitch like you (like you)
Every nigger need a bitch like you (like you)
Every nigger need a bitch like you (like you)
Every nigger need a bitch like you yea

Lobsters and crabs legs
Stake and sushi
Stay home, rent a DVD
Or go out and catch a movie
From head to toe she kill him
Keep them bitches talkin’
Them broke niggers howl
And she just keeps on walkin’
She don’t be actin’ funny
She just be ’bout her money
She knows who got this for real
She know who we’re just stuntin’
She hung with hustle bitches
Bitches that hustle hard
Put a nigger behind bars
She argue with them stars
But she ain’t no groupie shit ‘em
Niggers be jokin’ her
We go to the strip club
Bitches be watchin’ her
Cuz she ain’t no groupie shit ‘em
Niggers be jokin’ her
We go to the strip club
Bitches be watchin’ her

Cuz every nigger need a bitch like you
That can take care of a business
Bring money home too
You know, every nigger need a bitch like you
He can take ‘er ’round the world and give her anything she want
Cuz every nigger need a bitch like you (like you)
Every nigger need a bitch like you (like you)
Every nigger need a bitch like you (like you)
Every nigger need a bitch like you

This image may be subject to copyright.

Click Here If 8Ball - Jumpin Up Video Not Working
'Jumpin Up' Lyrics - 8Ball (Ft. B-Hav & 2 Deep)
Share On Facebook
Here is Jumpin Up Lyrics by 8Ball Ft. B-Hav & 2 Deep @
lyrics-video-music.blogspot.com

4xI’ll be jumpin’ up in that pussy
I’ll be bottle slammin’ that pussy
I’ll be wazy deep in that pussy
I’ll be slam dunkin’ that pussy
I’ll be drive kickin’ that pussy
4x I’ll be jumpin’ up in that pussy
I’ll be bottle slammin’ that pussy
I’ll be wazy deep in that pussy
I’ll be slam dunkin’ that pussy
I’ll be drive kickin’ that pussy

Took my time in that pussy
Just rhyme ’bout that pussy
Quipped up with lil’ mama and got deep off in that pussy
She text me photos with her fingers all in that pussy
On Skype, late at night, she be playin’ all in that pussy
As good as it is I’ll be getting’ tired of that pussy
4 AM and I’m horny, now I’m inside of that pussy
When we first met she was fingering the pussy
Now when alone she just had to jump on top of me
Yea I love to put my tongue all in that pussy
She’ll be plyin’ here, whine like a nigger put a bomb all in that pussy
Bet nigger you would like, don’t know what you’d do with that pussy
That’s right, you know my name, I’ll be jumpin’ up in that pussy

4xI’ll be jumpin’ up in that pussy
I’ll be bottle slammin’ that pussy
I’ll be wazy deep in that pussy
I’ll be slam dunkin’ that pussy
I’ll be drive kickin’ that pussy
4x I’ll be jumpin’ up in that pussy
I’ll be bottle slammin’ that pussy
I’ll be wazy deep in that pussy
I’ll be slam dunkin’ that pussy
I’ll be drive kickin’ that pussy

Man I’m hard on these hoes
I put pressure on their pussy
I’m goin’ out to get famous, got no time for bein’ mushy
She wish we could spend time, wish we could whine it down
Check the real reality like bitch you ain’t no friend of mine
Dirty world, cold game
Dirty girl, her code name
She puts some ice off in her mouth
And say she had a cold break
Chillin’ in the Hawaii
Fuck ‘em with them cush pipes
Where the trip go truckage up
Put her fat ass in this thang
In the small waist and two face
Cook the bitch all over the place
I beat the pussy so damn bad
I swear I damn they called the case
Yea they call me B-Hav but that don’t mean I act right
I leave a bad bitch pussy slay
And probably won’t come back twice

4xI’ll be jumpin’ up in that pussy
I’ll be bottle slammin’ that pussy
I’ll be wazy deep in that pussy
I’ll be slam dunkin’ that pussy
I’ll be drive kickin’ that pussy
4x I’ll be jumpin’ up in that pussy
I’ll be bottle slammin’ that pussy
I’ll be wazy deep in that pussy
I’ll be slam dunkin’ that pussy
I’ll be drive kickin’ that pussy

I’ll be jumpin’ up in that pussy like I’m Earl Jordan on the trampoline
Man I hit her fast when I’m drunk, fuck her slow when I’m on that promethazine
And one thing about pussy, I don’t ax for it, don’t need it
Don’t love it, don’t trust it, I sell it, believe it
Now this here is easy
Beat a bad bitch with her best friend
Get a hotel and some champagne
And show them why I’m a legend
Pushin’ up in that pussy
She like nigga you on steroidsA
Screaming at me, don’t stop
Thank you Jesus, oh lord
I deserve an award, yea yea I’m a wanted man
She robbed the bank for this dick
And brought me back a hundred grand
About to fuck you on another stand, I swear I put my game on
And I jumped up in that pussy
Jumped out and I left my name on

4xI’ll be jumpin’ up in that pussy
I’ll be bottle slammin’ that pussy
I’ll be wazy deep in that pussy
I’ll be slam dunkin’ that pussy
I’ll be drive kickin’ that pussy
4x I’ll be jumpin’ up in that pussy
I’ll be bottle slammin’ that pussy
I’ll be wazy deep in that pussy
I’ll be slam dunkin’ that pussy
I’ll be drive kickin’ that pussy

This image may be subject to copyright.

Click Here If 8Ball - Soap Box Video Not Working
'Soap Box' Lyrics - 8Ball (Ft. Demun Jones Of Rehab & Matt Mages Of Arvada)
Share On Facebook
Here is Soap Box Lyrics by 8Ball Ft. Demun Jones Of Rehab & Matt Mages Of Arvada @
lyrics-video-music.blogspot.com

No matter what life give you, you gotta get up and go
Stand up on your soap box and let the world know I’m here (I’m right here)
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere (And I ain’t goin’ nowhere)
No matter what life give you, you gotta get up and go
Stand up on your soap box and let the world know I’m here (I’m right here)
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere (Nowhere, man)

I’m a outlaw fat with pussy, love and weed
Smokin’ straight Jack drinkin’ no chase or slurring when I’m talkin’
Slow walkin’ dirty, southern blues, rock ‘n’ roll
Cocaine and weed, yes indeed, lock and load
Cuz money make a man, take money from your hand
It make a woman do stuff she say she ain’t never do again
We livin’ life and everybody got just one of them
Them boys haters, I don’t fuck around with none of them
Family first, I don’t put nothin’ in front of them
Somebody fool with that, I’m burnin’ everyone of them
I be so humble, I’m in love with this whole hip-hop music
I do it for the ones who look for Fat Bay when they chose it
I spit it hard for the ones that gotta live it hard
They get it hard and don’t know nothin’ but give it hard
We learned it hard man, one they shoot up on the guard
I must be trippin’ cuz right now I hear them talkin’ to me

No matter what life give you, you gotta get up and go
Stand up on your soap box and let the world know I’m here (I’m right here)
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere (And I ain’t goin’ nowhere)
No matter what life give you, you gotta get up and go
Stand up on your soap box and let the world know I’m here (I’m right here)
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere (Nowhere, man)

Aye I’m a president, a leader, a teacher, a crooked preacher
I’m a star of the team, a fan up in the bleachers
I’m a baby, up in Haiti with no mom or pops
I’m a farmer in my swan I’m tryin’ to water my crops
I’m a young nigger out there tryin’ to hustle them rocks
I’m the OG with that hook up tryin’ to rap up them blocks
I’m the cush that you’re smokin’, I’m that coke up your nose
I’m that feelin’ that you get when used to gang a hoe
I’m that feelin’ every entertainer get
When they do what they do and maybe sow up on that shit yea
I’m sexed on heroin with back to back orgasms
In my mind what I’m doin’ is way more than rappin’
When blues get there talkin’ to you devils get there walkin’ with your evil
If you reachin’ for you tryin’ to take it all from you
It make you stronger, filthy rich, I own the corner
Feelin’ good, livin’ good that’s what we all want

No matter what life give you, you gotta get up and go
Stand up on your soap box and let the world know I’m here (I’m right here)
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere (And I ain’t goin’ nowhere)
No matter what life give you, you gotta get up and go
Stand up on your soap box and let the world know I’m here (I’m right here)
And I ain’t goin’ nowhere (Nowhere, man)

Yo I’m a hard white extro feene Jones county rappin’
Ass whoopin’ ass, ask somebody if you think I’m playin’
Around 95 spittin’ Demun
I’m money gettin’, ass lickin’ if she’s hot, no bullshittin’
They don’t forget me, because I’m unforgettable
And thugs don’t fuck with me, I’m unfuckwithable
I’m in this bitch with 8Ball, and that says a lot
I’m grinding through the rings for every fuckin’ crumb I got
But I’m still hungry, I walk, hitch or drive the van
I bust those nights but I don’t need it to get to my fans
I’ll sign your shirt, heck take the pictures and shake the hands
You have to be in my shoes to completely understand
See, I didn’t choose to rhyme
Yea, rhymin’ chose me
And I used to snort cocaine and make my nose bleed
I almost died from it, but see, I survived
My heart is stronger than ever, I feel I’ll never die
Success isn’t measured by your house and your car
Do you have it when they say you a starA
Is it loveA Is it moneyA Is it all of the aboveA
When you know how to achieve it, do you ever get enough

This image may be subject to copyright.

Click Here If 8Ball - Washing Machine Video Not Working
'Washing Machine' Lyrics - 8Ball
Share On Facebook
Here is Washing Machine Lyrics by 8Ball @
lyrics-video-music.blogspot.com

My bricks stay clean
My house so clean oh
Bling bling like a washing machine
My bricks stay clean
My house so clean oh
Bling bling like a washing machine
I’m I’m fresh fresh at the clean house
I’m fresh fresh at the clean house
I’m fresh fresh at the clean house
So fresh, so clean like a washing machine

I’m I’m fresh fresh at the clean house
Blacked out Beamer turning corners like Tina
Styrofoam cup, pull up ice for my Lila
Switch a sweet cigarette oh that’s for gorilla
With a face like that she gotta use nothing nah
Machine uh, Sabrina
We’s a party, get it hot like now
I’m about to let my top back down
Spin through the city, drive a car with my pretty chick
Just how I like ‘em, pimpin’ big like a roller grits
My feet clean, new shoes with the crisp wings
Moving ‘bout I can’t even hear my phone ring
80 miles per hour coming down the freeway
Her top does not everything in delay
Hey hey Mr. DJ
Can we, can we get another replay?

My bricks stay clean
My house so clean oh
Bling bling like a washing machine
My bricks stay clean
My house so clean oh
Bling bling like a washing machine
I’m I’m fresh fresh at the clean house
I’m fresh fresh at the clean house
I’m fresh fresh at the clean house
So fresh, so clean like a washing machine

Bad boy Slim, this that shit
Don’t tell somebody we got another hit
With the brand new clothes and I’m matching the heat
In the Maseratti coop in the burner my feet
Clubs hold on, you’ve been waitin’ so long
Tell the DJ bring it back cuz that’s yo song
What you want? This is it
Get yo money, let’s go
Nigger ATM Slim in the slow flow pro
Fresh cheese, fresh shirt, fresh teeth
It’s the only way for me to be (only way for me to be)
Get it in 7-8 and 7-8 till they give ‘em back to me (give ‘em back to me)

I’m I’m fresh fresh at the clean house
I’m fresh fresh at the clean house
I’m fresh fresh at the clean house
So fresh, so clean like a washing machine
My bricks stay clean
My house so clean oh
Bling bling like a washing machine
My bricks stay clean
My house so clean oh
Bling bling like a washing machine
I’m I’m fresh fresh at the clean house
I’m fresh fresh at the clean house
I’m fresh fresh at the clean house
So fresh, so clean like a washing machine

This image may be subject to copyright.

Click Here If 8Ball - What’s The Rush Video Not Working
'What’s The Rush' Lyrics - 8Ball
Share On Facebook
Here is What’s The Rush Lyrics by 8Ball @
lyrics-video-music.blogspot.com


Hold on
What’s the rushA What’s the rush wellA
And I don’t want you to leave
Cuz I don’t need to change this
At most feelin’ native
Can you stay one moreA
Can you stay one more hourA
You know I’m gonna find a way to make you have your way with me
You know I’m gonna find the time to catch you in and make you
Stay

I know you down with me
I know you down with me
You wouldn’t be here if you wasn’t down with me

You know I’m down for ya
You know I’ll ride for ya
I’m talking Shot Town baby I would die for you
Whisper in your ear why you such a teaseA
Why you so hard to pleaseA
Don’t make me beg for ya
Every total winnin’ brings everybody
I’m on this Hennessey
I want your brains and body
Excuse me, that’s just that vodka talkin’
That’s me untruthful, not really tryin’ to spoil the moment
I like your conversation, how your voodoo whirl
Your confidence, you never hate on other girls
And you’re such a diva with your heels on
The reason why a lot of singles write love songs
I hear your heart beating, I know you wanna stay
Your parents wait, I know you wanna play

Hold on
What’s the rushA What’s the rush wellA
And I don’t want you to leave
Cuz I don’t need to change this
At most feelin’ native
Can you stay one moreA
Can you stay one more hourA
You know I’m gonna find a way to make you have your way with me
You know I’m gonna find the time to catch you in and make you
Stay

I know you down with me
I know you down with me
You wouldn’t be here if you wasn’t down with me

You on a different level
Nothing to do with looks
Nothing to do with money
Right now it’s ’bout us
Can we still flow inA
Good green blowin’
Dreamin’ ’bout you and me and some clean rolling
Everybody watching
But that’s another story
You always keep me excited
Mama you never boring
And my sugar tail when they consider that
Turned out to be a piece of shit, another nigger shot
Or will you nigger learnA
I guess that’s why we here
I guess the laugh on the head it hard comin’ near
What you really wantin’A
What you really mean
What we teaching these suckers we’ll probably never be
But you can call real, I can help you get it
That nigger you can call upon any time just to keep it yea

Hold on
What’s the rushA What’s the rush wellA
And I don’t want you to leave
Cuz I don’t need to change this
At most feelin’ native
Can you stay one moreA
Can you stay one more hourA
You know I’m gonna find a way to make you have your way with me
You know I’m gonna find the time to catch you in and make you
Stay

This image may be subject to copyright.

Click Here If 8Ball - You & Me & Her Video Not Working
'You & Me & Her' Lyrics - 8Ball (Ft. Ebony Love)
Share On Facebook
Here is You & Me & Her Lyrics by 8Ball Ft. Ebony Love @
lyrics-video-music.blogspot.com

All I know and that I wouldn’t do
You gon’ do what you wanna do
So it’s you and me and you and her
It’s you and me and you and her
It’s you and me and you and her
It’s you and me and you and her
You know I know
As good as I am to you
And you still do
Whatever you wanna do
So it’s you and me and you and her
It’s you and me and you and her
It’s you and me and you and her
It’s you and me and you and her

Flowers on my doorstep, notes on my windshield
She could be the one but that’s not how I feel
I can’t control my hands when I’m around soft skin
I know I touch you like I love you when we enter near
I’m sending mixed signals, I let her play house
Make me a plate, roll a blunt and take the garbage out
You like to watch me chill out, not stressing over life
You can have a good man but you like your niggers trife
Where my keys and I need to take my ass home
I know you might wonder when you sit here alone
It came as no surprise, I never told you lies
She my main girls, you my chick on the side

All I know and that I wouldn’t do
You gon’ do what you wanna do
So it’s you and me and you and her
It’s you and me and you and her
It’s you and me and you and her
It’s you and me and you and her

Is it possible that I could feel something for them bothA
My sidekick’s with ‘er but my girl don’t know
At least that’s how she act but I know that she’s the world
When this vibe in the morning and I’m still not there
The calls start comin’ in, textin’: are you okayA
Yea baby let me finish up and I’ll be on my way
Racing with the sun, tryin’ to make it home before it rises
Girl you are on the couch, ready for them same lies
This morning might be different
She might not like the truth
She might be like don’t leave me just do what you need to do
She might just tell me if you keep that bitch then Imma leave
I told her everything, this what she said to me

All I know and that I wouldn’t do
You gon’ do what you wanna do
So it’s you and me and you and her
It’s you and me and you and her
It’s you and me and you and her
It’s you and me and you and her
You know I know
As good as I am to you
And you still do
Whatever you wanna do
So it’s you and me and you and her
It’s you and me and you and her
It’s you and me and you and her
It’s you and me and you and her

This image may be subject to copyright.

Click Here If 8Ball - Bread & Butter Video Not Working
'Bread & Butter' Lyrics - 8Ball (Ft. Cheeto Gambine, Kinfolk Thugs, GK, TMack & Gangsta Boo)
Share On Facebook
Here is Bread & Butter Lyrics by 8Ball Ft. Cheeto Gambine, Kinfolk Thugs, GK, TMack & Gangsta Boo @
lyrics-video-music.blogspot.com

Keep it so good and for bread and butter never played a game
Niggers be acting, this unattractive pussy look so lame
Niggers are starving so robbing just went up a hundred percent
The cops slippin’ somebody less fortunate gon’ take that shit
Snatch it and pack it and sell it for cheap, nigger that’s straight profit
Nigger that’s bills paid, nigger that’s cash in them pockets
Blame it on Bush, George1 and George2
For all the bullshit there is, brother goin’ through
Bill ass niggers gonna stay the real
Fuck ass niggers gon’ fade with
Hoe ass niggers gonna die of bitches
I’m strapped motherfucker don’t play with me
I’m turned up about my check
Still gettin’ money in my old project
Got two’s on deck
This bringin’ up the sack
I’da made a me like that
I was talkin’ ’bout trap, strap, kickin’ my back
Jumpin’ on the floor with the strap
Got cameras in the front, back, tool in my lap
In this bitch cookin’ up crack
And you see what I drive, I’m high, fly
Ain’t shit a nigger can’t buy
And it’s me and my guys, I ride guy
I get to a bitch right now
Young nigger be Popeye, I ain’t gonna lie
I can see a bitch in your eyes
So I keep that vibe damn right
Imma go hard damn all the time
I’m out here chasin’ bread and butter
I faced a lot of strugglers
Just show this bitch I’m from the gutter
Watch me turn up on these suckers
Turn up

I know some gutter boys
I know some gutter girls
And they all live in the gutter world
I know some gutter boys
I know some gutter girls
And they all live in the gutter world
For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter
For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter
For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter
For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter

Gutter niggers don’t clamp in the shoots
Before you wanna plan this heat you better know how the gang goes
I see you servin’ them packs
And I hear you got the cracks
Mother fuck you got to hold them blocks all
But look at me, I gotta eat
I’m tryin’ to get up on my feet
I wanna work ‘em on this bitch with the bank roll
Imma have to let you down, Imma put that on the pound
Don’t frown cuz you know how the gang go
For the breand and butter, you gotta get your brother
Cuz he won’t understand if I come into hand
I gotta feed him and his mother
So let me cut around with all that floss
Nigger I got me a lunch time
Better play low key my nigger, these boys goin’ forward in my lunch line
If a nigger’s gonna eat, you gotta get murk
Then it’s what it’s gonna be
Got a couple niggers on your tinuend true night that I set it up
Force my feet, got a few gutter holes running these streets
Panning that out , playing that beat
If you don’t pound around nigger none of them weak
Playing with their money, watch your ass get beat in them streets

I know some gutter boys
I know some gutter girls
And they all live in the gutter world
I know some gutter boys
I know some gutter girls
And they all live in the gutter world
For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter
For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter
For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter
For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter

Born in the gutter
Raised in the gutter
Guess you could say I’m a gutter motherfucker
Don’t play it brown with you motherfucker suckers
No love for a sneeze, no love for a buster
Hustle, nigger, all I know
Hit the bricks, nigger, get that dough
Don’t play no game, I pimp a hoe
Miff a Tennessee nigger with a country flow
This cup and this blunt got me smoke
That bread and butter got me on go
Cuz a nigger from the gutter don’t mean that a nigger can’t go and get that case whole
That bread and butter
That shit make me gut a gutter
That bread and butter
That shit make me gut a gutter
I swear the bread and butter just keep callin’ me
Keep it comin’ out hard like ballin’ G
Pimp the lyrics of a pimp, that’s a part of me
So ruthless, these streets coldhearted me
Livin’ stunt half all the way to Crystal Street
East Side till the nigger rest in peace
See that money make a nigger do crazy thangs
Wanna hang your bang for the chains of fame
Who’s that with that fat man drinkin’ that cognacA
Ready for combat bitches
TMack don’t need no hothead woman
Your ball better take care of order
I’m in the city with killers and thugs who don’t give a damn about sellin’ no drugs
Memphis inside of me
Real niggers ride with me cuz in the heart of the city’s no love
Yea hoe, I’m from Memphis
That owed me cuz you know what that’s likeA
Yea hoe, that shit is cutthroat
No love hoe, we shoot on sight (yea hoe)
Pick that bitch you fuckin’ with
She suck my homie dick Sally
She needed a rent paid week
Fuck about that’s all we hall it
I’m sayin’ no
Ain’t no love in the city when it comes to a weak motherfucker
Tryin’ to act hard in the street
Then we look him in his eyes
Take his money then we leave him in the gutter
I’m sayin’ no
I’m watchin’ the people observin’ your every move
Bitch please make your next move be your best move bitch

I know some gutter boys
I know some gutter girls
And they all live in the gutter world
I know some gutter boys
I know some gutter girls
And they all live in the gutter world
For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter
For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter
For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter
For their bread and butter
They go gut a gutter

This image may be subject to copyright.

Click Here If - Video Not Working
'Immaculate Perception' Lyrics - 8Ball (Ft.t Waka Flocka & Yelawolf)
Share On Facebook
Here is Lyrics by 8Ball Ft. Waka Flocka & Yelawol @
lyrics-video-music.blogspot.com

8Ball - Immaculate Perception lyrics will be added as soon as possible.
But if you want to help us 8Ball - Immaculate Perception to send us the lyric of the song.
Click here to send Immaculate Perception lyric.

8Ball in this picture may be subject to copyright.

Click Here If 8Ball - Allergic Video Not Working
'Allergic' Lyrics - 8Ball (Ft. Bun B & Killer Mike)
Share On Facebook
Here is Allergic Lyrics by 8Ball Ft. Bun B & Killer Mike@
lyrics-video-music.blogspot.com

Yeah this for the realest of the real
underground peam
uncle Rall nigga
yeah
this ain’t the step on
you know what I’m talking about
yeah
yeah
right

Myself it ain’t on time I’m so allergic to phone it
one of a kind original you aint to drop the one and only
God put me hub and humbling what the hell my family is a ..
sometimes I’m a..within my own pride
the devil been working on me
I make it so easy for
God been talking to me, I like the weed to ignore
money be on my mind
so much I hurt the ones I love
I move for hundreds and stacks and move because of the love
my cocket do like a binz..and all that small talk
that’s why my list is been so rapped up in the ball tuff
I call just to..I see the sense of..never service
seem like the lack of love I give you the industry be on purpose
I brush my shoulders off and keeping you weak whenever I speak
somebody must like ’cause every album my I dig I lick
cunting harsh my heart won’t let me talk a soak
you niggas is radio friendly fine so melt to talk about

Hook:
I’m allergic phone, I’m allergic to fake
I’m allergic to something, I’m allergic to snakes
I’ll be snizzin and talking,got me cuffin and chockin
thank you welcome with this pimpin boy you must speak chockin
I’m allergic to phone, I’m allergic to fakes
I’m allergic to something, I’m allergic to snakes
I’ll be snizzin and talking,got me cuffin and chockin
thank you welcome with this pimpin boy you must speak chockin

I’m from the land of the trill and ..the city
we brought the ..for pop..gangsta get ready
from the gigs on the west side
let it ..up what they says
let the east what they put in work with no..regrets
I see so many things that ever is fool couldn’t handle
see brother q brother pulled out the life like a candle
the gangstas turn int he suckers and teen second flat
could ..and..just where you from
where the fuck are you at
but this thing that I’ve learned it and all my time in this game
and let it hold it deep in ocean
take you why ..in your lane
so shit I refrain from the..
I’m the king of the tree
and the few way I’m allergic
bitch I’m over round

[Hook:]

This boys they saw the.. official
and they ..they f*ckin the ..
they ain’t ..they f*cking the chain
and they ..remaining thing
this rappers is lanes this rappers ..
how could you..dies
though I do that and find me a job
..only fake and rappin the..
it could be her, it could be him
they approve but never be them ’cause I’m opposite them
opposite claim, opposite way
never allow I ..exactly right when I’m whipping the mike
the life I .. is exactly
the life you decided exactly high
this verse you was trippin and rippin and gribbin
and now you are ..and you was drug
and see you was driving me crazy
bout you a phone and rock you dazy
so you compose you’d better prayed it
I never catch you alone
I ..the tone and put in that bully
right to your your..

[Hook:]

This image may be subject to copyright.

Chingy - Iced Out Lyrics Ft. 8Ball
Chingy is back after 3 years with a new album coming entitled "Success & Failure" which is set to release this 2010. This is the first single that will be included in the album and Iced Out lyrics is located below. The song also features one of the hiphop duo 8Ball, listen to Iced Out video below.

Chingy Ft. 8Ball - Iced Out Video



Chingy Ft. 8Ball - Iced Out Lyrics and Video

[Chingy]
diamonds on my pinky
keep me lookin blingy
eyes kinda chinky
ya bitch its chingy
bracelet on my right wrist
watch on my left wrist
four carrots in both ear lobes
i think they kinda selfish
cause they dont like me wearin nothin with em they so sparkly
with all this jewelry on im crazy call me gnarles barkley
see some of you amaze me
man niggas been ? lately
and man yall shit fugazi
im from that essey yellow, but you can say the lou
my chain got a cold n its sneezin achoo

[Chorus]
Diamonds on my
Diamonds on my wrist
Diamonds round my neck
Damn like is this
(repeat)

If you know some parts or the full lyrics of this song, please put it on the comment below or submit the lyrics directly.