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'We Bout That (Eat The Cake)' Lyrics - Bow Wow (Ft. Lil Wayne & DJ Khaled)
Here is We Bout That (Eat The Cake) Lyrics by Bow Wow Ft. Lil Wayne & DJ Khaled

[Intro: DJ Khaled]
YMCMB, Cash Money Billionaires
more cake. more money, more hustle
we the business, Rich Forever

[Verse 1: Bow Wow]
Smoking kush in my condo
ballin hard, bitch you aint know?
retro 6′s new show laces
at K.O.D. throwin ones in strippers faces
yeah that Ciroc justr got me feeling good
you are stuntin who? boy I know you wish you could
Cash Money, Young Money
I got retarded paper, I'm talkin dumb money
tatted up is an Ohio thing
I aint Tity Boi but IUm rockin 2 Chainz
pour it up, go head and roll it up
walking out the club, drunk as fuck

[Hook X2: Bow Wow]
Hey, stuntin hard yeah we bout that
you say you getting money huh? well I doubt that
all I do is ball, errday
throwin cake in a niggas face, eat it anyway

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
…GB on that drink heavy
I run in your fuckin mouth like the tooth fairy
yeah bitch its Tune, I'm dope in a spoon
I drive a fast car, that bitch go puu…
what the business is? All my girls pretty
Pussy, money, weed keep the world spinnin
I ball out like the 9th inning World Series
in name of the Father, Son, the Holy Spirit
and the weed strong, like a pro wrestler
What my pockets on? Nutty Professor
hit the strip club, throw like 20 racks
I aint trippin baby, Im gonna get it back
I'm Young Money

[Hook X2]

[Verse 3: Bow Wow]
I'm on one, yeah Im hot now
tell them hatin ass niggas pi, pipe down
doing a buck twenty on the highway
thick red bone looking like Beyonce
do it for the O, I gotta represent
I hear them clowns talkin stupid they aint talkin sense
I got my mind on my money
dont no how to Dougie, but all the bitches love me

[Hook X2]

[Bridge X4: Bow Wow]
I told ya'll before, nobody cant touch us
Y.M.C.M.B. (unfuckable)

[Hook X2]

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'Bitches & Bottles (Let's Get It Started)' Lyrics - DJ Khaled (Ft. Lil Wayne, T.I. & Future)
Here is Bitches & Bottles (Let's Get It Started) Lyrics by DJ Khaled Ft. Lil Wayne, T.I. & Future

(hook)
let’s get it started,let’s go dumb and retarded
let’s get high as we want and let’s go and burn up a forest
girl there’s other precautions,get the car it’s inside it
let’s put some ice as we watch it redesign your whole body
let all the bitches and bottles, ay bitches and bottles
bitches and bottles ,let all the bitches and bottles
bitches and bottles,bitches and bottles,bitches and bottles
lets get it started

(verse)
i’m pumped up to my nagro say turn down i say nah hoe
my nigga rocking like balboa ,my watching fishes uncalled for
in the same regions on all floors, i got six lats on our auras
they french kiss and say bonjour i got my own shine but i won’t show
i’m stupid rich got stupid bitch ,got stupid and loot it
don’t like me,fuck you again,wanna fight me well come do it
right hand guard on everything i see the hearts on me and they bare lane
i won’t entertain no punk shit, they talk shit and i rush it
and you tryin’ to get what i been there, headed down with like 10 here
i’m to answer this unreal let’s say one album and like 10 mill
plus my swag is stupid low iq gone ,heard nigga bailin’ all try to gone
but when you ballin’ like that dude you know something nigga they don’t like you

(hook)
let’s get it started,let’s go dumb and retarded
let’s get high as we want and let’s go and burn up a forest
girl there’s other precautions,get the car it’s inside it
let’s put some ice as we watch it redesign your whole body
let all the bitches and bottles, ay bitches and bottles
bitches and bottles ,let all the bitches and bottles
bitches and bottles,bitches and bottles,bitches and bottles
lets get it started

(verse)
if some shit would bit you i’m like stick your bee and stick your pussy
sending on like a hundred mill i treat that shit like whoope cushin
ballin’ on them fuck niggers,they on the bench i bench pressing
they hating from the side line ,they pissed off , pissed test the man
i’m on that lane, liquor for the bitches who fucking with me
all i hear is crickets, i got stink up in my swisher
my bitch pussy smells like roses
you on that nally i’m on that mary i’m on that mary
like joseph,man i’m married to this shit
you can call it shit carter ,dick stay up like it got insomnia
all them niggers hating,fuck you in the pussy
the best things in life for free, free my nigga boosie,done

(hook x2)
let’s get it started,let’s go dumb and retarded
let’s get high as we want and let’s go and burn up a forest
girl there’s other precautions,get the car it’s inside it
let’s put some ice as we watch it redesign your whole body
let all the bitches and bottles, ay bitches and bottles
bitches and bottles ,let all the bitches and bottles
bitches and bottles,bitches and bottles,bitches and bottles
lets get it started

(outro)
i make it, i find it and i put his sound
it’s we the best, it’s why i’m seeing b
lil wayne,t.i., future, dj khaled
fuck boy suck a dick
bow down kiss the ring
shit real over here
bitch i’m the biggest mogul in the game
salute

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'I Did It For My Dawgs' Lyrics - DJ Khaled (Ft. Rick Ross, Meek Mill, French Montana & Jadakiss)
Here is I Did It For My Dawgs Lyrics by DJ Khaled Ft. Rick Ross, Meek Mill, French Montana & Jadakiss

(hook)
i did it for my dawgs (i did it for my dawgs) x8
oh lord!

(verse : rick ross)
hundred in the mula got more diamonds than a jeweler
top down on the car, might be riding with a shooter
nigga down to do ya, i aint fucking with a curl bar
nickle plated ruger have you in a box on worldstar
duck nigga, duck nigga, duck nigga, duck nigga
where i’m from you call the fuck nigga
pistol in the freezer, spend a kilo on the visa
courtside sportscenter, i can make you a believer
everybody going broke, keep it real, you gotta fight it
hundred kilo’s in the beemer, boy don’t make me get excited
couple milli on the neck like i’m tryna get indicted
got a mansion, got a yacht, bad bitch and a tiger
real niggas, taking over televisions
dope boys riding in a new set of benzes
hot boy, young boy, still on fire
what’s a death sentence cause we all gotta die

(hook)
i did it for my dawgs (i did it for my dawgs) x4
oh lord!

(verse : meek mill)
sittin’ on them m’s, mad shit is gettin realer
break it easy ,got my hood looking like a strilla
buying all these foreigns i be in and out the dealer
just to let my niggas hold on when they rollin, it could kill ‘em
and these suckas, i don’t feel ‘em
i don’t even see ‘em
i’mma die fly, rest in peace aaliyah
half my dawgs dead, the rest of them is here
if all your jewels fake, how the fuck we gon believe ya
said i did it for my dawgs, did it for my dawgs
everybody ridin’ till you sit ‘em in the morgue
started with a bonnie now i’m sittin’ in a porsche
with the shooters right behind me
shit, you looking at a boss
rose gold rolie on my wrist, flawless
hundred bottles send ‘em to the vip, ballin’
basketball leather in the benz, spalding
ya’ll niggas talking, fuck is yall retarded?

(hook)
i did it for my dawgs (i did it for my dawgs) x4
oh lord!

(verse : french montana)
i did it for my dawgs
did it for them niggas with a vision like a boss
did it for them niggas in the kitchen with the salt
now i’m in that white thing, 500 horses for my niggas in the carver
got dice in my hand and a drop head rolly
staring at the ceiling when i wake up in the morning
my dawg doing life, try to see him ‘fore he hit the coffin’
play with my paper, run up in your offices
it’s the ’012 ice cube nigga with the raider hat
a maniac nigga, where the paper at
highway to life, need a hundred mill exit
50 on the wrist, hundred on the necklace

(hook)
i did it for my dawgs (i did it for my dawgs) x4
oh lord!

(verse : jadakiss)
yo, watch who you drinking with
watch who you smoking with
1.7 in my safe when i open it (cash)
if i put 7 in ya face, will i open it
and i know tomorrow aint promised but i hope it is
love to get acquanted with you
stay and tear the jail up
did it for my dawgs so i had to put the bails up
get them thangs off so i haven’t put the scales up
treat you like a pit, get ya ears and ya tail cut
choppas still hot, you can hold it for yourself
versace, same buckle on the loafers and the belt
yeh the pills is flying but the smokers is something else
if the spot catch fire, the coke will just really melt
the dough got ‘em bringing in the broads
obvious the flow got ‘em screaming for the lord
if there’s money on ya head what you think is the reward?
i aint do it for myself, you know who i did it for?

(outro)
i did it for my dawgs
oh lord!

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'They Ready' Lyrics - DJ Khaled (Ft. Big K.R.I.T., J. Cole & Kendrick Lamar )
Here is They Ready Lyrics by DJ Khaled Ft. Big K.R.I.T, J. Cole & Kendrick Lamar

[verse 1: j. cole]
and you know it don’t stop
grindin round that clock
masterminding my second album
my first album just dropped
scored a touchdown on my first down
niggas thought i was gon’ flop
see i hustle like my momma but i look just like my pops
and we still duckin cops
ride round and take shots
hennessy for my enemies
niggas know i’m takin they spot
cause that’s cole up on the play clock
show just how i came from way back
just like tip told you asap but you niggas rappin like aesop
get a grip

oh that’s your dream car? nigga that’s my old whip
oh that’s your dream girl? nigga that’s my old bitch
oh that’s your new flow? nigga that’s my old shit!
this that new krit shit, that cole shit
them country niggas
one for the money
two for the show
three for them hoes saying anything goes

they say they ready for whatever!
they say they ready for whatever..

i been around the world
twice to be exact
six bad bitches and they lapped up in the back
they say they ready for whatever!
they say they ready for whatever

[verse 2: big k.r.i.t.]

shawty look what we got
my bass beat & it knock
got the old school in my old school
bout to post up on yo block
yo broad chose like she was supposed to and you up in arms cause she bopped
i hate to say it but i got to say that i wish that they would just stop
so fuck these haters, fuck these hoes that ain’t slammin doors on they drop
y’all niggas too young to remember how to ??? the beat but i’m not
so when it come to snappin cadillac

[verse 3: kendrick lamar]
hol’ up, but don’t forget about compton nigga
one for the money, two for the show, three for no limit and the rest for death row
that means i been bout it bout it and this is the realist shit i ever wrote
and if anyone ever doubt it then they are the loudest of liars i know
i only desire to blow, she only desire to blow
and i hope that my dick is a whistlely flute, and that’s not the instrumental
now pick up my coat, you let that motherfucker drag like rupaul, i’ll drag your ass to the floor
bitch, i can admit, i’m a recovered addict, paraphernalia that is
tellin the doctor i’m sick

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I’m so serious!

[Kanye West]
One, two them boys coming for you
Three, four, better lock your door
Five, six, hide your bitch
(Ayo Yeezy, pop your shit)

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
They said, thou shall not be ill
Thou shall not feel
Thou should not be trill, not be drill, not be real
Niggas selling packs, niggas flipping pills
They got heroin and cracks, man these niggas high for real
Every year gon be our year
Every year gon be my year
These niggas really is out here
These niggas really is out here
The block is at war
Post traumatic stress
Ran up outta pills
Rob that CVS
Niggas getting bust over In God’s We Trust
We believe in God but do God believe in us
If we believe enough, will we ever get to know ‘im
That lean got us dozing, we forget that we the chosen
I’ve been poppin shit for too long
But still reppin’ where I came from
I guess it’s how I came up
I wish you would try to play us

I wish you would nigga
I wish you would nigga
I wish you would nigga
I wish you would nigga
I guess it’s how I came up
I wish you would try to play us

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
My money on a another level
In the streets I hear ‘em hotter than the fucking devil
I wonder how I got a hundred in my fucking bezel
G5, make it rain, I can change the weather
We fly, them niggas lame, where your fucking cheddar?
Aim at your brain, AK be the fucking letters
Fuck niggas fall in alphabetical order
Frank Lucas fur, the cap run more than the quarter
I’m at the fight, ringside, right next to promoters
All my niggas still hustle consider ‘em roguish
I remember catching buses just bought me a Lotus
All your codes get decoded, know the niggas you quoting
Hunh, my corner will scorch ya
Somehow my flow is the coldest
Money, power, respect, the only thing’s truly important
Family first, Khaled we gotta stay focused
God Forgives and I don’t
Pussy niggas unnoticed

I wish you would nigga
I wish you would nigga
I wish you would nigga
I wish you would nigga
I guess it’s how I came up
I wish you would try to play us

[Verse 3: Kanye West]
I wish you would nigga, I wish you would nigga
You see you got a couple cases, still look good nigga
You see these niggas’ll try to play ya
Know how ya feel nigga
Eh yup, that’d be the day you wanna kill a nigga
But you gon chill nigga
Just for your kids nigga
Cause now there’s kids doing grown man biz nigga
You just got home nigga
You tryna live nigga
Me I don’t wanna do another 5 years nigga
The boss is testing yo ass
The feds’ll question yo ass
They be drug testin’ yo ass
And then they pray you don’t pass
And then you look in the sky
You got some questions to ask
With no response make you wanna grab the tech and the mac
Cause they’ve been poppin’ shit for too long
Still reppin’ where I came from
I guess it’s how I came up
I wish you would try to play us

I wish you would nigga
I wish you would nigga
I wish you would nigga
I wish you would nigga
I guess it’s how I came up
I wish you would try to play us
(ROZAY!)

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'It's On' Lyrics - R. Kelly (Ft. Ace Hood & DJ Khaled)
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alcohol music
i got me in the club so gone
it’s on
ace hood
man i’m lying

hook:
damn that body, damn that waste
damn that dress, damn that faces
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
all up in the club, all up in the back seat
all up in the crib, all up in the bed like
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

she been it over
why she look back at me
i ain’t never had a ..get it up like this
am i call it probably
more curves than a race crab
and i just wanna ride it
i ain’t never had ..catch my eye like this
take me leave the club early
got the body of a dancer
that is in the party
..want to tell, never know exactly ..
if you’re talking money there’s a majorly
you make sense not to leave with me
..late we can get the peace come on
you got me licking

hook:
damn that body, damn that waste
damn that dress, damn that faces
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
all up in the club, all up in the back seat
all up in the crib, all up in the bed like
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

the way you do it in ..
who you wrong but it feel so right
it’s so tight i’ll be..till the morn
cellphone on the charger
we gonna let it ring
i ain’t never had a chick make me forget
where i need to be
such a former, the way i gotta sing it
i know i gotta go but it look like i’m leaving
girl how you’re doing that to the beat
you make me lose my insanity
boy you move your body amazingly
on, you got me sayin

[hook:]

[ace hood:]
damn shawty she know she damn wrong
with that dress fitting you i think it’s painted on
whine fine dime hope that you came alone
even if you beating to that lane nigga gone
sight narra cube is painted aqua
but is such a movie girl you deserve an oscar
kicking with the flies niggas dinner time i’m lost
p**sy good swear i might..sending me a sponsor
and i could truly be the liquor talking
worst fresher like a body then it’s office
yeah and it ain’t hard to tell em all one
pitching to me i guarantee i had a home run
from the..to the counter to my best friend
know what’s on when i’m lonely let the phone ring down that body
far beyond the hottie
but my nigga kills ain’t no cuffing at the party
but i’m

[hook:]

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'Way Too Cold' Lyrics - Kanye West (Ft. DJ Khaled)
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(Unh, can the headphones go louder?)
(KANYE WEST! )
(Swag King Cole)
(DJ KHALED! )

Can’t a young nigga get money anymore?
Tell PETA my mink is draggin’ on the floor
Can I have a bad bitch wit’out no flaws
Come to meet me wit’out no drawers?
Dinner with Anna Wintour, racin’ wit’ Anja Rubik
I told you ma’fuckers it was more than the music
In the projects one day to Project Runway
We done heard all that loud-ass talkin’, we used to it
I’m from where shorties fucked up, double-cupped up
Might even kill somebody and YouTube it
So whoever think they words affect me is too stupid
And if you could do it better than me, then you do it
We flyer than the parakeet, floatin’ wit’ no parachute
Six thousand-dollar pair of shoes, we made it to the Paris news!
Don’t talk about style, ’cause I embarrass you
Shut the fuck up when you talk to me ‘fore I embarrass you

Can’t a young nigga get money anymore?
Tell PETA my mink is draggin’ on the floor
Can I have a bad bitch wit’out no flaws
Come to meet me wit’out no drawers?
And the whole industry wanna fuck yo’ old chick
Only nigga I got respect for is Wiz
And I’ll admit, I fell in love with Kim
‘Round the same time she had fell in love wit’ him
Well, that’s cool, baby girl, do ya thing
Lucky I ain’t have Jay drop ‘I’m from the team
La familia, Roc Nation
We in the buildin’, but still keep it basement
Flyer than the parakeet, floatin’ wit’ no parachute
Six thousand-dollar pair of shoes, I made it to the Paris news
Don’t talk about style, ’cause I embarrass you
Shut the fuck up when you talk to me ‘fore I embarrassed you
G.O.O.D. Music, we fresh, we fresh
Anything else, we detest, detest
Bitch-ass niggas got ass and breasts
All that said, lemme ask this quest’

Can’t a young nigga get money anymore?
Tell PETA my mink is draggin’ on the floor
Can I have a bad bitch wit’out no flaws
Come to meet me wit’out…

Don’t talk to me ’bout style, nigga, I’ll ma’fuckin’ embarrass you
Talkin’ ’bout clothes, I’ll ma’fuckin’ embarrass you
Hollin’ ’bout some hoes, I’ll ma’fuckin’ embarrass you
Way too cold, I promise you’ll need some Theraflu

(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh) Get the Theraflu
(Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh) Get the Theraflu
(Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
(Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh uh) Get the Theraflu

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'Theraflu' Lyrics - Kanye West (Ft. DJ Khaled)
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(Unh, Can The Headphones Go Louder?)
(KANYE WEST!)
(Swag King Cole)
(DJ KHALED!)

[Kanye West]
Can’t A Young Nigga Get Money Anymore?
Tell PETA My Mink Is Draggin’ On The Floor
Can I Have A Bad Bitch Wit’out No Flaws
Come To Meet Me Wit’out No Drawers?
Dinner With Anna Wintour, Racin’ Wit’ Anja Rubik
I Told You Ma’fuckers It Was More Than The Music
In The Projects One Day To Project Runway
We Done Heard All That Loud-ass Talkin’, We Used To It
I’m From Where Shorties Fucked Up, Double-cupped Up
Might Even Kill Somebody And YouTube It
So Whoever Think They Words Affect Me Is Too Stupid
And If You Could Do It Better Than Me, Then You Do It
We Flyer Than The Parakeet, Floatin’ Wit’ No Parachute
Six Thousand-dollar Pair Of Shoes, We Made It To The Paris News!
Don’t Talk About Style, ‘cause I Embarrass You
Shut The Fuck Up When You Talk To Me ‘fore I Embarrass You

Can’t A Young Nigga Get Money Anymore?
Tell PETA My Mink Is Draggin’ On The Floor
Can I Have A Bad Bitch Wit’out No Flaws
Come To Meet Me Wit’out No Drawers?

And The Whole Industry Wanna Fuck Yo’ Old Chick
Only Nigga I Got Respect For Is Wiz
And I’ll Admit, I Fell In Love With Kim
‘Round The Same Time She Had Fell In Love Wit’ Him
Well, That’s Cool, Baby Girl, Do Ya Thing
Lucky I Ain’t Have Jay Drop ‘im From The Team
La Familia, Roc Nation
We In The Buildin’, But Still Keep It Basement
Flyer Than The Parakeet, Floatin’ Wit’ No Parachute
Six Thousand-dollar Pair Of Shoes, I Made It To The Paris News
Don’t Talk About Style, ‘cause I Embarrass You
Shut The Fuck Up When You Talk To Me ‘fore I Embarrassed You
G.O.O.D. Music, We Fresh, We Fresh
Anything Else, We Detest, Detest
Bitch-ass Niggas Got Ass And Breasts
All That Said, Lemme Ask This Quest’

Can’t A Young Nigga Get Money Anymore?
Tell PETA My Mink Is Draggin’ On The Floor
Can I Have A Bad Bitch Wit’out No Flaws
Come To Meet Me Wit’out…

Don’t Talk To Me ‘bout Style, Nigga, I’ll Ma’fuckin’ Embarrass You
Talkin’ ‘bout Clothes, I’ll Ma’fuckin’ Embarrass You
Hollin’ ‘bout Some Hoes, I’ll Ma’fuckin’ Embarrass You
Way Too Cold, I Promise You’ll Need Some Theraflu

(Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh) Get The Theraflu
(Uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh) Get The Theraflu
(Uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh, Uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh)
(Uh, Uh-uh, Uh-uh Uh) Get The Theraflu

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Working all winter
Shining all summer
I ain't no beginner
You scared to

[Chorus]
Take it to the head
Don’t think about it (be about it)
Don’t be scared to take it to the head
Girl, you fly but if I tell you than to take it to the head
Then you might take it to the head

I’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots,
I’m gone
Take it to the head
I’m in my zone
Damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots
I’m gone
Now we gon’ get fucked up
No excuses no apologies

[Rick Ross]
Reputation for g’s, thats the roll of a boss
So amazing to see, black baguettes in my watch
She say love is for free, just expensive to shop
But its nothing to me, that extends from my block
I got a lot of figures, I’m a father figure
She know a lot of niggas, don’t know a hotter nigga
Come to the winners circle, a lot of men will hurt you
But I’m here to nurture, I wanna take you further
She got all them purses, I say in my verses
YSL and Hermes and barely scratch the surface
She know on purpose, as I peel the curtains
I always make her nervous, this record’s perfect

[Chorus]
Take it to the head
Don’t think about it, be about it
Don’t be scared to take it to the head
Girl, you fly but if I tell you than to take it to the head
Then you might take it to the head

I’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I’m gone
Take it to the head
I’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I’m gone
Now we gon’ get fucked up, no excuses no apologies

[Nicki Minaj]
Yo, reputation for bussin’
Pussy open, it’s nothin’
Big fat nigga, all that huffin’ and puffin’
Take me shopping in France
And he pay in advance
He got big balls, ran a play in his pants
Ran away with his money just to chill on the Island
All my bitches is stylin’
Beaches and eatin Italian
This is real shit, real shit
On the real, nigga fuckin’ wit a real bitch
I ride for him, DMV
Stamina, GNC
3 letters CMB
Competition, I don’t see any

[Chorus]
Take it to the head
Don’t think about it, be about it
Don’t be scared to take it to the head
Girl, you fly but if I tell you than to take it to the head
Then you might take it to the head

I’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I’m gone
Take it to the head
I’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I’m gone
Now we gon’ get fucked up, no excuses no apologies

[Lil Wayne]
Reputation for tasting
I’m killin’ ‘em hoes like Jason
Got that pussy like medication to patients
Got my eyes closed, like Asian persuasion
Fuck with me baby, it’s Tunechi baby
Buss a nut, smoke a blunt, now I’m rejuvenated
With all that pink on, bitch I’m king kong
I eat her ice cream, she eat my ice cream cone
Pop a pill and pop that pussy
I bet you tunechi make her throw away that silver bullet
And she kiss me on my neck and she kiss me on my chest
And then she…

[Chorus]
Take it to the head, (yeh yeah)
Don’t think about it, be about it
Don’t be scared to take it to the head (yeh yeah)
Girl, you fly but if I tell you than to take it to the head
Then you might take it to the head

I’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I’m gone
Take it to the head
I’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I’m gone
Now we gon’ get fucked up, no excuses no apologies

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Hey oh, Kay Slay!
I ain’t no rapper, but I shit on some rappers
I’m better than most of ‘em rappers out there!
Oh… it DJ Khaled, Drama
About my money, I’mma chop my life on this!
Hey, yow young.. what they do..?
New York money connection.
I’m a Korean, this is some real shit!
I can see the money coming from a mile away
I can see the money coming from a mile away
Drop a hundred racks, put it o pack, man
High style, black diamonds in the…
All black six.. with the curtains closed
All black six.. with the curtains closed
Pulling up to my estate, I’m in this state of mine
Expanding my business, now every state is mine
More hits for you fuck boys
We got way more hits for you fuck boys
Streets talking told me… now you got the power
Cause we’re the best when you’re here, is playing the drama.

Chorus:
We’re the reason,
You throw your hands in the air
..popping bottles, pretty women everywhere
We’re the reason,
You know you’re rocking millionaires
Like you mother fuckers don’t see us over here!
We’re the reason,
Strippers bounce into the beat
..seven days of the week.
We’re the reason
We’re the reason
So pay homage to the king of the streets!

I came through the door, now, let’s rock him loud!
I kick through the door…
..educating these savages, they’re pushing the lines.
The truth of living, I keep it down by my side
Straight .. magazine, you know how I ride!
DJ can’t slay from around the ay
Aka, slap your favorite DJ!
But that’s some more shit!
We’re getting money right now!
Real bosses on this track who’ll be sucking it down
So bring that .. the break dance
The real MCs, the DJs with fats hands
I live for this shit, I die for the game
New York mother fucker, I ride with no lames!
Warning, warning, warning
..the drama king is in the building
It’s about to be on!

Chorus:
We’re the reason,
You throw your hands in the air
..popping bottles, pretty women everywhere
We’re the reason,
You know you’re rocking millionaires
Like you mother fuckers don’t see us over here!
We’re the reason,
Strippers bounce into the beat
..seven days of the week.
We’re the reason
We’re the reason
So pay homage to the king of the streets!

Is la cr�me de la cr�me
The mix-tape equivalent..
Friends/co-defenders, stay away from fans
Commissions of cut masters at the round table breaking bread!
Slay boss models to the lab, and they… a lot of paper and ass.
Make it ring! Main profit of the black market, but I’m so hood!
Drop my box, caught it walking down the red carpet (my bad)
Can’t forget where I came from
The block showed the nigger how to traffic
But I took another…
And applied to this game without master
(who was you?)
First name: Soul, last name: Classic
Aka top five, dead or alive
I play different, a lot of niggers could…
There’s only one…
Play the player position, to go in other direction
Stop trying to .. the gun in my session.

Chorus:
We’re the reason,
You throw your hands in the air
..popping bottles, pretty women everywhere
We’re the reason,
You know you’re rocking millionaires
Like you mother fuckers don’t see us over here!
We’re the reason,
Strippers bounce into the beat
..seven days of the week.
We’re the reason
We’re the reason
So pay homage to the king of the streets!

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dj khaled:
ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends
and we can be friends, this the remix

[hook - chris brown]

baby, you don’t have to try to read my mind
cause i know you wanna get it in
and tell me why would we just think about
if you want it then i got it
we can be body to body, body to body
i don’t mean to rush you girl
but we should be body to body
body to body, body to body

[ace hood]

what it do lil' mama, i was thinking we'd get more acquainted
baby this the g-mix we get heated leave them panties ain't it?
she say her last was super wack his sex was overrated
gotta give her da good i'm liking da wood and now it's over lady
i give her that pound game, then i slows it up
nibblin' on ya ear, she love that teasin' stuff
see youse a nasty girl, wit yo fine ass
if it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass
ha, i'm super freaky, no top on the ghini, no flaw in my diamonds
a house on my pinky, we body 2 body, i keep me a hottie
she kinky as hell, get it off in the lobbies

[hook]

[rick ross]

body 2 body baby, we gotta do this right
mean alot more to me, check me out

[verse]

you only live once, tonight we do it twice
tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right
birkin' baby, go merk 'em baby
got some pocket change too, now ya workin' baby
got her the bently coup, she call that old news
my tommorrow braxton, doin' shows too
paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man
i'm into old school, no jewels which is ruff for me
but she's so cool, i kiss her carefully
emergency room, she was there for me
right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

[hook]
(dj khaled interrupts the hook)
this is... remix

[wale]

seven at height and you would be that tall but
ya see all we got is tonight and i ain't tryna see that far, all we need is convienient love
and i don't mean convo when i say i wanna know how deep you are
heheh, look

[verse]

flower bomb, matter fact she on that bong
you could ask me all you want, but my name ain't oh my god
passionate in that sack, passionate with this rap
she scratchin' all on my back, jawn like fuckin' up my new tats

girl work it out, spread it out like work of mouth
you know i'm tryna kill that shit, make sure that urn is out
now we body to body, go inside and she shakin'
ain't too fond of relationships though my hobby is relation
i ain't really been trickin' but ms. body's persuasive

keep yo mind out my business, i keep yo body in labels
and i'm stuntin' once expired my movements gordo
my penn stated i ain't lyin', shout out mr. paterno

word up... wale

[hook]

(dj khaled interrupts the hook)

baby, you don’t have to try to read my mind
cause i know you wanna get it in
(this the remix..)
and tell me why would we just think about
if you want it then i got it
(we da best music)
we can be body to body, body to body
i don’t mean to rush you girl
but we should be (ace hood) body to body
body to body, body to body

we da best (maybach music group tag) remix

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we the best! (yeah) who? we! we the best(uh-huh)
its alot of money on this track(yeah)
so much money we cant even count it
we gotta weigh it
see what we about to do is? (yeah) whats that wayne?
exactly (listen) what they cant do! true that!

i’m killin’ these niggas, killin’ these hoes
represent the o, just in case you aint know
stacks in my levi’s, only fly g5
live on a island, yeah that’s seaside
mo-hawk cus these hoes love it, stuntin is a must round here
ym cm, damn right this our year
see i’m ready for whatever, prepared for the worse
your career is dead, shit, put it in a hearse
still get 70k for a verse
eyes so low, cus i smoke that purp
an i’m all grown up, hoes wanna holla at a n-gga cus they saw me in a couple of flicks
they know that my stock is rising
snoop told me never love a bitch, i don’t trust a bitch
snapbacks, we off that, phantom ghost, yeah i bought that
doors open like…, initials in the flo’ mats

i’m a young nigga with money
everytime i throw the drink, gotta a get shorty to running
and when i’m ready to drop, know i’m doing numbers
i’m stuntin like it’s gon be one hot summers
(lil’ wayne) hay you young nigga with money(thats me)
what you gon do with all that money
stunt (when i want to) stunt (when i have to)
(what i need to) stunt (when i see you)
stunt (when i see you) stunt (when i see you)
evertime i see you i’ma stunt (when i see you)

weezy f. baby, these all know me
young meal ticket, watch me kick it like shinobi
flip it like arobics, my flow is so heroic
my girl got a fat ass and i catch it when she throw it
ill wet you in the mornin, burn ya in the evenin
dump ya at night and that duffle bag light
like my shades hella dark and my red flag bright
got ya bitch blowin me, like she playin bag pipe
yep i lay that pipe, i’m the plumber to ya women
im the flame on the stove, in the desert in the summer
i’ma stunna so, i’m gonna stunt on you bitches
big tow trucks sitin on chrome inches
my account look like foreign digits
dont play in that water cause today i’m goin fishin
you dont get it, thats why i punch that 430
til got it up on inches(too late)
and i’m a young nigga with money
now what you gon tell a young nigga with money?!

(bow wow) hay you nigga with money(yeah)
what you gon do with all that money well
i’ma stunt (when i want to) stunt (when i have to)
i’ma stunt (what i need to) stunt (when i see you)
i’ma stunt (when i see) stunt (when i see)
evertime i see you i’m a stunt (when i see you)

if your watch ain’t cost a hundred, if you ain’t ridin’ 28′s
you ain’t stuntin’ like this, no!, said you ain’t stuntin’ like this
if your crib didn’t come with the butlers and the maids
you ain’t stuntin’ like this, no!, said you ain’t stuntin’ like this
an if you ask for the price, when you shop at the mall
you ain’t stuntin’ like this, no!, said you ain’t stuntin’ like this
an if you don’t make it rain when you up in the club
you ain’t stuntin’ like this, no!, said you ain’t stuntin’ like this

say nigga this ain’t gon stop know what i mean
thats me! shiittt! what you know about ridin 26′s nigga
better read about this nigga real talk
my paper long baby what i’m sayin man
you niggas got to get your weight up
better eat some weaties around here nigga for real

the feet big on the whip like jurassic park
the car tall, to get in you need a running start
an i been getting dough since a running nose
kush my cologne, you can smell it on my clothes
you know me i’m at the bar with a broad
with arm full of tattoos and a neck full of cars
hand full of money, what up young money
who the baddest bitch in the club, i’m going hunting
i’m from college park, its the home of the minaj
if you are find and like money, then you are my target
where my f–king boys and my duffle bag swinging
the way i reach notes man, i ought to be singing
my audemar blinging in the audemar leaning
the model ain’t out yet, for all the more reason
4 + 4, now we’re even
2chain’s doing his thang at the four seasons

now im a young n-gga with money
what you gon’ tell a young n-gga with money

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[fabolous:]
i said we the best at making this green
i swear mountain dew ain't got nothing on my team
f is for the family that's holding me down
i think niggas know who run this town
a is for the action i'm all about
blow a nigga's head off, kill all the doubt
b is for the big boys with the grown money
and bad bitches who ain't gotta spend their own money
shots of 'tron at like 4 in the morn'
it ain't over til it's over
loso i'm gone

[mary j. blige:]
lights stay on, they don't fade
take my last call don't hold your breath
every day make something out of nothing
move a mountain and still keep running
never come down make no mistake

they can say ay
that my end is on the horizon
when i wake
all i see is the sun rising
and just when you thought i said all there was to say
i get the last word
it ain't over til it's over
just when you thought i did all there was to do
i gave my best to you
it ain't over til it's over
it ain't over til it's over
it ain't over til it's over

[jadakiss:]
i smoke weed, you sip on lean
people always sayin' what the hell does that mean
j is for the justice i did to the game
lot of these niggas that's on is lame
a is for the way i airs 'em out
coupes by the two's i pairs 'em out
d's for the dope that a nigga still pumpin'
12 hour shifts got the spot still jumpin'
rocking on til the block is gone
38 is snub nose but the chopper's long

[mary j. blige:]
and everything takes time so they say
been on my side every day
every second gone is another way to come up
been the pawn, i crashed into the jackpot
twists and turns i can take

they can say ay
that my end is on the horizon
when i wake
all i see is the sun rising
and just when you thought i said all there was to say
i get the last word
it ain't over til it's over
just when you thought i did all there was to do
i gave my best to you
it ain't over til it's over
it ain't over til it's over
it ain't over til it's over

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[dj khaled]
ay yo game, what that do boy
it's dj khaled
i got my black and red jordan retro 6′s on
i'm all about gettin money
i love glorifying my hard work
poppin' bottles
love it too
this dj khaled, we the best
ayo game. red nation

[chorus]
all i know is bottles and rockin' j's
bottles and rockin' j's
bottles and rockin' j's
bottles and rockin' j's

wininng and getting money
wininng and getting money
wininng and getting money
wininng and getting money

bottles and rockin' j's
bottles and rockin' j's
bottles and rockin' j's
bottles and rockin' j's

wininng and getting money
wininng and getting money
wininng and getting money
wininng and getting money

[busta rhymes]
all i know is how to smash on everybody record and do what i do
and make somebody have to go and get a hearse
yo, game i don't really give a f-ck if it's your record
and you my brother my nigga i gotta rhyme fresh
see the way i coming, how i do the game, church
ask somebody, you gotta know you gotta need a nurse
let me bang em with another killa, then we put a couple bottles on the chiller
kill em with another verse
everybody see the way i be going and going
how i do it
the only way we know it, but then again, yes we do
we knowing how i be banging
and every sheet that i get
all the heat i be packin;
and i show it off
with all this money you know where i'm heading
and i'm gonna get the jordan's the patent 11 leathers
they really banging all the way down to the ?
and i get a couple pair with all this money i be getting
and i kill em with the bounce, you see the way a nigga steppin
and we pop bottles and we rock j's, see me reppin
let me show you way i do it before i hit you with the weapon
don't be spillin' liquor all over my shit, give me a second
anyway, see we gotta get it up, fillin bottles up
?

[rick ross]
i'm gettin money, bottles and rocking chains
money like i'm lebron my whip collection insane
suicidal thoughts, highway to heaven riding like a boss
condaminium in the clouds, 60 g's a month
50 floors, marble walls, pictures of boston georgia
?
sanctify, bally shoes, audemars, franck muller ?
?

[chorus]

[game]
bottles and rockin' j's
smokin and sippin spades
pistol tucked in my louie
heated up like i'm wade
don't do lebron's, kobe up on the weekends
jordan's mondy through friday especially when i'm freaking
them cool grey's, thats monday
them space jams thats tuesday
that spike lee on wednesday
23 in my benz eh
you know i love them 6′s especially on my ?
13′s and them spandex on thursday, it's your birthday
and firday i aint lying, king of diamonds i'm in heaven
red bone bitch poppin on my black and red 11′s
patent leather when i step in
you know what i'm reppin'
it's s double -o, w- double o
black number 4′s i aint get it from the store, buss know
all i know is

[chorus]

[fabolous]
i put footsprints in them couches
i put so much in my two step
put on for my city, i aint got no choice but to rep
i put straight shots in they hair
make pretty girls, do the ugly face
and they just my song on
move back i need dougie space like, ay, ay
then its right back to my muggin' face
? sayin put the ? out
bbm, you buggin face
we walked in, one some, bottles pop like we won some'n
raise a glass for erry'body that's done something from nothin
no grind, no shine, dress code, we pay no mind
cargo's and j's on, they let sun in, no blinds
all i drink is my shit
stop playin, youtube
but tonight we on that red berry and cranberry, soo woo

[lil wayne]
and i'm smokin' on that puff
sippin' on that purp
i came in this bitch with some niggas that will murk
and we aint bout all that talkn, you a dead man walking
stomp a nigga out, in these number 4 jordans
got a scope on the barrel that's a hammer with a camera
hollow tips? tip em like dancing
i don't know nothing but ? and gettin money
blood gang? in public
young tunechi
shoot a nigga up then it's deuces
head shots that f-cking vest is so useless
yeah, yo chuck? these ?
you know who ?
killer bees

[chorus]

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(Get em on)
I’m on one
(Get em on)
I’m on one
(Get em on)
I said I’m on one

[Drake]
I’m getting so cold
I aint work this hard since I was 18
Apologise if I say, anything I don’t mean
Like whats up with your best friend?
We could all have some fun, believe me
And whats up with these new niggas?
And why they think it all comes so easy

But get it while you here boy
Cause all that hype don’t feel the same next year boy
Yeah and I’ll be right here in my spot with a little more cash than I already got
Trippin off you cause you had your shot
With my skin tanned and my hair long
And my fans who been so patient, me and 40 back to work but we still smell like a vacation
Hate the rumours, hate your bullshit
Hate these fucking allegations, I’m just feeling like the throne is for the taking
Watch me take it!

[Drake - Chorus]
All I care about is money and the city that I’m from
I’ma sip until I feel it, I’ma smoke it till it’s done
And I don’t really give a f-ck, and my excuse is that I’m young
And I’m only getting older so somebody shoulda told ya

I’m on one
Yeah, f-ck it, I’m on one
Yeah, I said I’m on one
F-ck it, I’m on one

Two white cups and I got that drink
Could be purple, it could be pink
Depending on how you mix that shit
Money that we got, never get that shit

Cause I’m on one
I said fuck it I’m on one

[Rick Ross]
I’m burning purple flowers
It’s burning my chest
I bury the most cash and burning the rest
Walking on the clouds, suspended in thin air
Do ones beneath me recognise the red bottoms I wear
Burner in the belt
Move the kids to the hills (BOSS)
Bend shawty on the sink, do it for the thrill
Kiss you on ya neck and tell ya everything is great
Even though I out on bond I might be facin’ 8′s
Still running with the same niggas til the death of me
Ever seen a million cash, gotta count it carefully
Ever made love to the woman of your dreams
In a room full of money out in London and she screams
Baby, I could take it there
Call Marc Jacobs personally to make a pair
So yeah, we on one, the feeling ain’t fair (Khaled)
And it’s double M G until I get the chair

[Drake - Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]
I walk around the club, f-ck everybody
And all my niggas got that Heat I feel like Pat Riley
Yeah, too much money, aint enough money
You know the feds listening, nigga what money?
I’m a made nigga
I should dust something
You niggas on the bench
Like the bus coming
huh, aint nothing sweet but the swishas
I’m focused might aswell say cheese for the pictures
Ohhh, I’m about to go Andre the Giant
You a sell out, but I aint buying
Chopper dissect a nigga like science
Put an end to the world like Mayans
This a celebration bitches, Mazel Tov
It’s a slim chance I fall, olive oil
Tunechi be the name, don’t ask me how I got it
I’m killin’ these hoes I swear I’m tryna stop the violence

[Chorus]

Young mula baby, YMCMB

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Welcome To My Hood : DJ Khaled

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Welcome to my hood
(Where the hood at)
(Where the hood at)
Welcome to my hood
Everybody know everybody
And if I got it everybody got it

Welcome to my hood
Look at all these old school Chevy’s
24′s so you know we roll heavy

Welcome to my hood
They outside playing hopscotch
And every know this is the hot spot

Welcome to my hood
Them boys will put you down on your knees
(Woop, woop) That’s the sound of the police
In my hood

Audemar on my wrist
Diamond, look like they glowing
50 stacks, all singles, I make it look like its snowing
Black unmarked cars, gotta peep how they playin’
Treat ‘em like jack boys, catch ‘em slippin’ then slay ‘em
Lord forgive me for my sins, that’s my confessions if they put me in this benz
I got possession of a federal offence
I’m talking pressure in my criminal intent
So wear ya vest’s and I’m still gon’ stunt
Like it aint Audemar, f-ck ya house note n-gga
Blow that bitch on a bottle
The Ferrari just a front, got the Lambo in the back
Tell you “we the best forever” DJ Khaled handle that

I know some n-ggas from my hood that would rob Noreaga
I’m talkin’ Noreaga, n-gga, the real Noreaga
If you aint from the hood, bitch, than stop impersonating us
And tell congress when you see ‘em I’m still in cable
And leave the D-Boys alone ’cause they motivate us
And why is the half of my whole hood on papers
Some are on house arrest, some are on child support
Some of ‘em did they bit, the other half waiting to go to court
Mr Landlord we gon bust your ass with an eviction note
Better have the police with you dog, if you came to repo
I’m talking strip clubs, I’m talking liquor stores
We throw our money round here, but y’all can…

Bitch I’m on probation, so my nerves bad
And they say time fly’s, well mine’s first class
I landed in the sky, I fell from the streets
I talk a lot of sh-t and practice what I preach
Back from hell, sell 23, tell the warden kiss my ass
Pockets on Monique
Bitch I’m from the murder capital
Hoe, I’m far from practical
Shit happens and since I’m the shit, I’m who it happens to
Young Money, Cash Money, blood bitch, I’m red hot
I don’t see nobody, see nobody like a head shot
All that bullshit is for the birds, throw some bread out
Daddy sewn up, check the thread count

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Here is a brand new track entitled "Rep My City" recorded by Miami based mixtape DJ and Terror Squad member, DJ Khaled features Pitbull and Jarvis in a vocal from Khalid's upcoming fourth studio album "Victory". The album is set for released on March 2, 2010 under the We The Best Music imprint of E1 Records.
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[Pitbull - Verse 1]
This for those that chose to sleep on Pits
not knowing I had a plan for every letter in the alphab-tch
my life’s been diarrea boy I’ve been through some sh-t
turned it all around and now my bank account is oh sh-t
could have took the coke route, heroin boy dope route
chevy gets dressed up, choppa’s get chocked out
AK Quatro Siete dale mete machete
Perico’s been a part of my life since i was chupando tete
I went from buildings with dope holes and boys with gold fronts
to f-cking dope hoes and houses with beach fronts
I hit a lick yeah muthf-cker my life changed
but chico won’t change, i’m forever Dade
invest in my future so I’m forever paid
I don’t play games f-ck boy I ain’t EA
go ahead and hate me til I’m dead in the ground
I’m D-A-D-E Dade county

[Jarvis - Chorus]
I’m all in and I rep my city till I die
as long as I’m thinking and breathing I’m gon ride
on the east to the west side
kept it 100 so I’m good for life
give a damn what a hater gotta say
make it this far Imma do it my way
Imma do it my way, do it my way
give a damn what a hater gotta say

I rep my city, rep my city
rep my city, rep my city
rep yo city, rep yo city
rep yo city, rep yo city

[Pitbull - Verse 2]
Miami’s red cross when they need me I’m there
I’m from the era when there was gang wars at the Youth Fair
I’m ten years ahead of the game, I know it ain’t fair
used to go to Santa’s Enchanted just to pull on Santa’s beard
sat on Santa’s lap and showed him some crack
and told him for Christmas all I want is coke that comes back
something about a 75k a show,
next year it will be 300 per show yeah fo sho
Pits always had it on lock
I’m from the bottom b-tch ya’ll can keep a f-cking top
my dog (?) bout to jump out (?)
look at the way that Chico been running the crib
from rocking stages with uncle Al Virginia key
to rocking sold out crowds at MSG
and I ain’t from New York I’m a Dade county representer
dat right fo sho lets ride

[Jarvis - Chorus]
I’m all in and I rep my city till I die
as long as I’m thinking and breathing I’m gon ride
on the east to the west side
kept it 100 so I’m good for life
give a damn what a hater gotta say
make it this far Imma do it my way
Imma do it my way, do it my way
give a damn what a hater gotta say

I rep my city, rep my city
rep my city, rep my city
rep yo city, rep yo city
rep yo city, rep yo city

"Victory" is a track recorded by Miami based mixtape DJ and Terror Squad member, DJ Khaled featuring Nas and John Legend, produced by The Inkredibles taken from Khaled's upcoming fourth studio album with the same title "Victory". The album is set for released on on March 2, 2010 under the We The Best Music imprint of E1 Records.
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DJ Khaled Ft. Nas, John Legend - Victory Video



DJ Khaled Ft. Nas, John Legend - Victory Lyrics and Video

DJ Khaled]
They doubted me all my life
Now it’s victory
(DJ KHALED!)

[John Legend]
Whatever it is, I’ll pay the cost
I’m willing to risk it, I’ll take the loss
I’ll put it all on the line
In a hustler’s state of mind

I’m gonna make history
Just so we can claim victory (Victory)
Oh, victory (Victory)
(Nasir!)

[Nas]
Speedboats, three tokes and pass it
Grass lit, hittin’ slopes in Aspen
No coat, just an oath to stay thorough ’til we back to ashes
Driven in fly sedans to the MGM Grand
Picture lots of sand, two blondes, implants
Remy in hand, we tryna tan, deal my cards with an honest hand
A modest man, aware of any counter-scam
Palm trees, magnum Don Ps, LV monograms
Hottest girls flew from Rio
Mojitos, mucho frio, my libido
Sex so strong, without the E, though
Hollow threats, we don’t see those
Higher death toll whenever we roll
That process is pivotal
My pitiful poverty-struck criminals will get a Jew
Then we lounge in a Spanish-style house
‘Til it all blows over, Dolce Gabbana out
Contemplatin’, there is no bond with Satan
Say a little prayer for me like Aretha Franklin
For my hustlers, here’s some motivation
He who has begun is half done, why you waitin’?
I’m too impatient to pray, too much patience for stress
It’s too much paper to rest, fuck around, you face death
I know some niggas from Astoria
That’ll cut your daughter up
Like I used to cut a quarter up
Makin’ all the bucks, banana clips I bought in Georgia bucks
Kill all you fucks, easy
I be on the golf cart, sleepy
Y’all beneath me
Y’all be at the pawn shop, pawnin’ watches
Obnoxious, can’t stop us, we shottas
Say you killin’ Pablo? Impossible
Nonsense, preposterous, bizarre at best
Unfulfilled promises
I feel intelligence is my wealth
However, how enormous is Nas’ pockets is a pop quiz to gossipers
See me at the Oscars, lookin’ dreamy, hood opulent
Means esoteric, how I wore it
Exoticness makes you curious to see how serious my closet is
Shareholders wanna invest in that Nas stock, it’s just
We be on that real shit, luxury four-wheel shit
Niggas actin’ thirst on some just-got-a-deal shit
Ha, for that victory we will kill shit
Get out the way, playboy, this is real shit
(Khaled!)

Whatever it is, I’ll pay the cost
I’m willing to risk it, I’ll take the loss
I’ll put it all on the line
In a hustler’s state of mind

I’m gonna make history
Just so we can claim victory (Victory)
Oh, victory (Victory)

Just so we can claim victory
Oh, victory
Victory

Just so we can claim victory

"All My Life" is a song recorded by Miami based mixtape DJ and Terror Squad member DJ Khaled taken from his fourth studio album "Victory" expected for released on March 2, 2010. The song features Akon, Shyne & Mavado and it was produced by Cool & Dre.
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DJ Khaled Ft. Akon, Shyne, Mavado - All My Life Video



DJ Khaled Ft. Akon, Shyne, Mavado - All My Life Lyrics and Video

[DJ Khaled - Intro]
They wanna live my life
They wanna walk in my shoes
They have no idea

[Akon - Hook]
All my life
I've always been told
you gotta be prepared 'cause the world is so cold
It's lonely at the top 'cause the bottom gets old
Never listen to 'em just go for what you know, yea
All my life they told me stop tryin
I never been the one to not go and get mine
I never been the one to not put it on the line
and i'ma be this way all my life, yea
All my life...

[Dj Khaled]
I take you to the gully streets,
with the gully god... Mavado get 'em)

[Mavado - Verse 1]
These streets is like a jungle and we're like the lion
Many of times me haffi strap wit me iron
Never scared, never fret
Gangsta for life til my last breath
Momma even if dem kill me don't cry
I'm a gangsta for life, I was prepared to die
I'ma die rich, never die poor
Mansions in the sky, no more sleeping on the floor

[Akon - Hook]
All my life
I've always been told
you gotta be prepared 'cause the world is so cold
It's lonely at the top 'cause the bottom gets old
Never listen to 'em just go for what you know (yeah)
All my life they told me stop tryin
I never been the one to not go and get mine
I never been the one to not put it on the line
and I'ma be this way all my life (yeah)
All my life...

[DJ Khaled]
From the streets of New York,
where the streets don't sleep... Shyne get 'em)

[Shyne - Verse]
All my life
I been rollin with the B's and the C's, 13's and the
kings
they greens in the pen
steady duckin the police, aint a friend
til they take me to hang and they fill me with lead
Like Fred Hampton for the people I bang
til it come to an end I be bleeding in red
I live the story that you read in the Feds
Daddy wasnt there but my momma was a gen
but I ain't trippin though
thats how I kill a foe
We gon get it straight so tell me what it's hittin for
and if you didn't know
I really live the low
I got the O's and the Yo
screamin really though

[Akon - Hook]
All my life
I've always been told
you gotta be prepared 'cause the world is so cold
It's lonely at the top 'cause the bottom gets old
Never listen to 'em just go for what you know (yeah)
All my life they told me stop tryin
I never been the one to not go and get mine
I never been the one to not put it on the line
and I'ma be this way

[DJ Khaled]
All my life... Shyne get 'em

[Shyne - Verse 3]
All my life I've been sufferin
steady strugglin
I run the streets where they screen for the government
Harry Cumberland coming from the cold
Got it like I'm Sutherland, but this aint 24
This a ode for the O's and the Loc's
Partna's and the cookers doin life on the road
Long as you know you a part of Po
Flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone
I spit the gully rap, I spend the bloody cash
I'm the shotta word to papa, where the money at?
I'm from the gully jack, where we bury rats
Ain't nothin funny, put a bullet in ya skully cap

All my life
I've always been told
you gotta be prepared 'cause the world is so cold
It's lonely at the top 'cause the bottom gets old
Never listen to 'em just go for what you know (yeah)
All my life they told me stop tryin
I never been the one to not go and get mine
I never been the one to not put it on the line
and I'ma be this way all my life (yeah)
All my life...