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Plies - Money Bag Lyrics and Video (Ft. Problem)
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'Money Bag' Lyrics - Plies Ft. Problem
Here is Money Bag Lyrics by Plies Ft. Problem
Came through stunting with a money bag
Keep them sucker niggas in my rear view
Stay loud, hater, I can’t hear you
Bought a new crib with the hill view
Squad god more green than the field do
Holla out, salute to my real troops
Head busting when we come through and peel roof
Got my bitch a new weave, it’s a deal booth
Throwing big green at a steel coupe
Shined up, never need to touch it
And we ain’t filling y’all, like an empty bucket
You fish just text like an empty socket
And I just dropped a fifth so I’m extra nutty
So I burp on my way, no one, no day
The west is behind me like my name Kanye
Fly everyday, no gotty pass
And I came through stunting with a money bag
[Chorus]
Came through stunting with a money bag
Picture me? No, sir! With a Mac, 90 wrap, with a D, sir
Stay course side, with a bitch war
Got bomb money on me if they do call
Fuck, nigger, you don't know me!
When you roll like that, you try to rob me?
If you with me and you don't shoot
Then be man enough not to fucking ask soon
I made a call to a bitch that got a boyfriend
A finger in her pussy, talking to her boyfriend
Got a Porsche in my pocket, all C-Notes
Got a face in my lap, all dick up
Still fuck a bitch in my by-C
Giddyup, on the floor, right beside me
Said a dick in er chest, I told her my bad!
One of you gon'leave with a shit bag
[Chorus]
I roll with my brother when he with me
Put a whole fifth, now the nigger dead
Got a stack eye paired, got a best sale,
I ain't coming out your mouth 'till your boat here
You ain't fucking with me, nigger, you got little money,
I ain't fucking with you neither, being told on me
I am grand on this end, ain't shit a hundred
Put a dope I don't wanna see the troll coming
All you niggers being broke, better tighten up
All you hoes ain't fucking, better bite up
Look how she looking at me, wanna eat a nigger
Them niggers gotta bitch, we the niggers!
Better snap out, or you get left, foul!
Can't get your bitch pregnant, she on death row.
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Plies - Baking Soda Lyrics and Video (Ft. Tyga)
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'Baking Soda' Lyrics - Plies Ft. Tyga
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[Chorus]
All I need is baking soda
Drop a four in the pot, make an ounce to a rock
Put it to your left
All I need is brown water
Heavy on the block, hit the strips, set up shops
Stay with a Glock
All I need is anehem
Hot chopper with a bend that’ll make a nigga ass shape
Grip the handle,
All my shit crack, nigga
All my shit crack, nigga
You ought to watch a nigger out here
And put cut on the yogurt,
We gon'sell you something that won't turn over
Hit y'all with a flip flail,
Beat the fuck off your cask
Now you're looking with your mask
And the games that I don't play,
And took a loss in a minute,
Nigger trapping a nigger ass, gotta feel it
I ain't spared nobody
Keep a head on the swift liner
Shit is got real creep,
Everybody out here tryna eat
Young niggers wild and all
See, you don't wanna ride with them
When it come to the cash I feel them
Breaking no loses
Everything gotta count
Breaking mine, I'll die to the ounces
All I need is a big lick, big chain,
Big practice, yeah, all I do is big things
[Chorus]
All I need is baking soda
And the funk, are you scared
That these niggers don't see you?
All I need a bad bitch
Who will suck me on the row
So I don't fall asleep driving with the dope
I'mma tell you what I don't need
And that's some nigger in my business
When I go to Carpoon take him with me
That's a lesson that I did learn
And the cracker get behind me,
Don't you turn off, nigger they will fool you
One thing that I d know, if they ask
And they search you, in your car,
You better tell them hand over
While my lawyer ain't with me,
Motherfucker ain't talking
I got a motherfucking ... in my pocket
If I get another cradle,
She will love me in the morning,
Look, I got me feeling like I'm Tony,
Take a look at me, I'm bad guy
Motherfucker don't want that,
I ain't never crossed a nigger who didn't
Have it coming
[Chorus]
All my shit crack, nigga
All my shit crack, nigga
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Plies - U Mean 2 Tell Me Lyrics and Video (Ft. Young Scooter)
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Plies,
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'U Mean 2 Tell Me' Lyrics - Plies ft. Young Scooter
Here is U Mean 2 Tell Me Lyrics by Plies Ft. Young Scooter
(Hook x2)
You mean to tell me you fuckin all these niggas, you ain’t got no money
You mean to tell me nigga you ain’t a boss, you just a runner
You mean to tell me you ain’t really got it, you get flexin
You mean to tell me got you down, Tiny made you tell it
(Verse)
You say you the brick man
But you can’t make bond
You say you ride Raris but never drove a foreign
I’m a real brick man and all my plugs they foreign
I get bricks so say so
Some days when I get bored
This bitch keep callin my phone
These hoes talkin bout she’s broke
I’ll play it how it go
Bitch better come sell some dope
Take me to yo boss man, nigga this ain’t yo game
In my hood we got black Mexicans, cus we live in Mexico
(Hook x2)
You mean to tell me you fuckin all these niggas, you ain’t got no money
You mean to tell me nigga you ain’t a boss, you just a runner
You mean to tell me you ain’t really got it, you get flexin
You mean to tell me got you down, Tiny made you tell it
(Verse)
Got 2 or 3 nigag you fuckin
But they call that bitch call you a liar
You have to choppa this choppa this choppa that
That silence you ain’t used, you bout that
Said you told I’m the next man
Just cus he told on you
Just cus another nigga tryna stay
That nigga tryna stay too
How you mad at this hoe?
Just cause she fuckin yo dude
That might be tellin you suck
Yo coochie ain’t that good
Was at the same strip club, nigga you what
But that ass ain’t throw shit
Now you out here with all this brick talk
Nigga 6 on yo chip I’m that brick
(Hook x2)
You mean to tell me you fuckin all these niggas, you ain’t got no money
You mean to tell me nigga you ain’t a boss, you just a runner
You mean to tell me you ain’t really got it, you get flexin
You mean to tell me got you down, Tiny made you tell it
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Rico Love - Main Bitches Lyrics and Video (Ft. Plies)
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'Main Bitches' Lyrics - Rico Love Ft. Plies
Here is Main Bitches Lyrics by Rico Love Ft. Plies
(Intro)
Yea, them be the main bitches
Yea, them be the main bitches
Main bitches, main bitches, main bitches
(Verse)
Now I be damned if I let you broke bitches try to yap at me about me ballin
I entertained that shit for a minute or two
But I ain’t feelin the shit that you told
Now you ain’t paid for these bottles
And you ain’t paid to get in
So bitch go ahead with them problems
If I end up fuckin yo friend
Now this my VIP and you a guest hoe
And I don’t need that stress hoe
You got ass and breasts hoe
But that’s a cheap ass dress though
Save that for them weak niggas
Low self, cheap niggas
Man you better get yo facts straight
I fucked you, I ain’t sleep wit you
And yea I took you shoppin
‘Cus you was lookin all cheap
And I can’t have no waggy ass bitches hanging with me
‘Cus these hoes be actin up
And these niggas be letting em
‘Cus these niggas be suckas
But me, I don’t be sweatin
(Hook)
Yea, them be the main bitches
The ones who ain’t got shit
Be the main ones talkin that shit
Nobody got time for that, bitch
Them be the main bitches
The ones who flexin all hard
Bitch you ain’t got no crib
Bitch you ain’t got no car
Them be the main bitches
Main bitches, main bitches, main bitches
Yea, them be the main bitches
Main bitches, main bitches, main bitches
Yea, them be the main bitches
Main bitches, main bitches, main bitches
Yea, them be the main bitches
Lame bitches, turn the lights on
(Verse)
Read, my, lips, hoe
You ain’t got a pot to piss in
The wouldn’t throw at neither you dog ass hoe
Always talkin bout the next bitch, the next bitch
Well you ain’t got more than X bitch
And hoe yo weeb look a fuckin mess
Can tell you did yo own shit
And all we talkin bout is red bottoms
Bitch you fuck with them red bottoms
And keep sleepin on that blow-up mattress
And bitch you gon have back problems
And keep givin all that head away
And bitch you gon have neck problems
You done fucked a nigga that had a couple dollars
But you could never get shit from him
Yall, hoes, got a, lot of, nerve, talkin, slick (slick)
Especially, when the, bitch, talkin, slick, ain’t got shit
(Hook)
Yea, them be the main bitches
The ones who ain’t got shit
Be the main ones talkin that shit
Nobody got time for that, bitch
Them be the main bitches
The ones who flexin all hard
Bitch you ain’t got no crib
Bitch you ain’t got no car
Them be the main bitches
Main bitches, main bitches, main bitches
Yea, them be the main bitches
Main bitches, main bitches, main bitches
Yea, them be the main bitches
Main bitches, main bitches, main bitches
Yea, them be the main bitches
Lame bitches, turn the lights on
(Verse)
Yo baby daddy ain’t shit
His baby mama ain’t either
Bout of yall like to smoke
But can’t put in on the reefer
On Instagram you be flexin bout you a bad bitch, you’s a keeper
Talkin all that fly shit but you lyin to all these people
Stop takin pictures hoe
Stop takin pictures hoe
Bitch where yo kids at?
They never wit you hoe
All in the club dead broke
Well that’s gon get you hoe
Won’t get you wifed up, won’t make you richer hoe hoe hoe
And when you look up in the sky
And you see hundreds of bottles
I know you be like
I wish I was with that guy
But I was a bitch, I shoulda been way more polite
Now you outside and we inside
And you got nowhere to stay for the night
Nowhere to stay for the night
Now watch me play for that M
(Hook)
Yea, them be the main bitches
The ones who ain’t got shit
Be the main ones talkin that shit
Nobody got time for that, bitch
Them be the main bitches
The ones who flexin all hard
Bitch you ain’t got no crib
Bitch you ain’t got no car
Them be the main bitches
Main bitches, main bitches, main bitches
Yea, them be the main bitches
Main bitches, main bitches, main bitches
Yea, them be the main bitches
Main bitches, main bitches, main bitches
Yea, them be the main bitches
Lame bitches, turn the lights on
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Waka Flocka - Lurkin Lyrics and Video (Ft. Plies)
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Plies,
Waka Flocka
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'Lurkin' Lyrics - Waka Flocka (Ft. Plies)
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Hook:
Lurkin, my boys they be lurkin
My boys they be lurkin, My boys they be lurkin
Nigga we lurkin, my dawgs they be lurkin
My dawgs they be lurkin, My dawgs they be lurkin
Squad, squad!
[waka flocka:]
hide dogs on first sight
if you ain’t gonna run that top it nigga
hands off of flocka nigga
hide dogs at first sight
if you ain’t gonna run that top it nigga
hands off of flocka nigga
want to flop his ass out
shout it with that mouth about
while y’all nigga’ bring the bitch about
ain’t a nigga’ that bend that hard
i doubt that, they ain’t shot nobody
and you ain’t shot back
ain’t my nigga’ with a hardhead
two penny, flat back
with an f’ in your click clack
that’s the sound of us lurkin’
outside of your trailer
outside of your peeps house
outside of your momma house
outside of the club
chillin’ at your concert
to it ’till my fingers hurt
waka flame
Hook:
Lurkin, my boys they be lurkin
My boys they be lurkin, My boys they be lurkin
Nigga we lurkin, my dawgs they be lurkin
My dawgs they be lurkin, My dawgs they be lurkin
Squad, squad!
[waka flocka]
that’s right if you disrespect me
imma knock ‘em out
pull off at his concert
and join that knowin’ with that mouth about
nigga ,short temper like i’m jj
clinking like a hottub
got hairs like a wolf
with silk on beat
with you know who
hope your boy down the ride nigga’
all my niggas gonna ride nigga
can’t wait ’till the day we goin’ live nigga
rise nigga,let them fallow me
better all fucking with me
my fingers stay sticky
don’t leave no money around me
look at you, playing county
say you will toral
say i’ll fight it to the demon
i fallow the nigga sway
you can call in my singer
look at my skit
my nigga be playing
chillin, waiting for the trial
they gonna notice the rail
when i lick off the shot
man but a dry school,my flesh hot
i don’t ride clip with an a.r. ’50
bet it wake up your flesh
waka flocka motherfucker
[Hook:]
[plies]
yo i did it j
pussy i drove up on the street
guess at least i’ll work in ackle
this bitch sure got alot of kin
do what i need y’all nigga to do
ask me ’bout another bitch
ask me ’bout a body
so i’m legally shit
i’ll free the fill
250 round,pussy
that’s that our kind of shit
ride right in a river car
with the zone on i tip they shit
stop hiding, duckin’ and duck nigga
let’s go get it over with
for air sas ,closed cast
i give my all nigga,bonus here
motherfucker i.r.
i’m tryin’ to end you permanently
y’all niggers wanna talk it out
but me and my niggers want to burn your bits
we lurkin’
everybody got spits on them
lurkin’
we lurkin’ nigga all the time we want it
[Hook:]
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Plies - We Are Trayvon Lyrics and Video
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you will forever live on,forever live on
you will forever live on,forever live on
you will forever live on,forever live on
you will forever live on,forever live on
you will forever live on,forever live on
i never thought that wearing no hoodie, could cause your life
and i never thought you could kill somebody and go out on the same night
everyone gone see that boy, dont mean that he bite
and everything thats black even as pure is white
cause you think im doin wrong dont mean that you right
cause the ones that you think, may be the ones who might
some people in this world the system dont like
what you living is what you work is how they value your life
i can do all things to christ, whos strength is me
and even when i pray i praise my enemy
and pa said it best "only God can judge"
trayvon lil homie, i want you to know you really touched me
you will forever live on,forever live on
you will forever live on,forever live on
you will forever live on,forever live on
you will forever live on,forever live on
you will forever live on,forever live on
sometimes trying to live right,
sometimes it seems so wrong, sometimes you tryin to get just,
sometimes it take so long
but the ones that trying to keep peace,
are the ones that let go home
but the ones that hustle and survive,
are the ones that are home with no bome
my son supposed the burrie me,
but i aint supposed to burrie my son
you can call me nigga all you want,
but he gone treat me like one,
but i dare to express my self,
be any dresser i want
please let me go where i please,
but they dont beleive when i dont
but they think that you sell dope, just cause you drive a benz
they think you in a game, just cause he sag his pants
whats right is right, whats wrong is wrong, trayvon martin
you will forever live on
you will forever live on,forever live on
you will forever live on,forever live on
you will forever live on,forever live on
you will forever live on,forever live on
you will forever live on,forever live on
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"Just The Tip" Lyrics - Plies (Ft. Ludacris & Jeremih)
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[jeremih:]
girl i don’t mean to be managed
but something’s on my mind
and i’ve decided
that you should just have it
promise that it ain’t too much no
i hope that you can understand this
feeling that’s inside
put your fears aside
and we can just manage
promise that it ain’t too much
but just enough
just a tip
just a tip
just a tip
i promise that it ain’t too much
but just enough
[plies:]
we ain’t gotta do nothing
let me put the head in
ain’t gon’ move for nothing though
i’m dead serious
how ’bout 2 or 3 pours that’s it
if i don’t make you feel good at first then i quit
why you tripping move your hand out the way real quick
why you always laughing he can’t bullshit
if you love me you’ll let me do it i’m just saying
take them off and pull them to the side stop playing
tell the truth i make you feel good errytime
it ain’t my fault girl you just be so damn fine
let me put it in though for the hundredth time
ain’t gon’ keep on begging ask you for the last time
you don’t even got to do nothing you can just leave though
i know you gon’ let me in there
[jeremih:]
girl i don’t mean to be managed
but something’s on my mind
and i’ve decided
that you should just have it
promise that it ain’t too much no
i hope that you can understand this
feeling that’s inside
put your fears aside
and we can just manage
promise that it ain’t too much
but just enough
just a tip
just a tip
just a tip
i promise that it ain’t too much
just a tip
just a tip
just a tip
i promise that it ain’t too much
but just enough
[ludacris:]
luda! i just wanna put the tip in
just enough of your water to skinny dip in
a little motion in your ocean
hit the spot and concoct your love potion
shut off that commotion and listen here
i wanna get to biting like tyson, nibbling on your ear
whispering sweet nothings
i can hear your heart beat pumping sending chills down your body
it’s probably cause you’re my main squeeze
and my ice cream cone gives you a brain freeze
yeah i be causing an avalanche
you might be calling an ambulance
now i got you whipped get a grip
cause the tip of my dick’ll send you into convulsions
you’ve been working it all night girl
i think you deserve a promotion
[jeremih:]
girl i don’t mean to be managed
but something’s on my mind
and i’ve decided
that you should just have it
promise that it ain’t too much no
i hope that you can understand this
feeling that’s inside
put your fears aside
and we can just manage
promise that it ain’t too much
but just enough
just a tip
just a tip
just a tip
i promise that it ain’t too much
just a tip
just a tip
just a tip
i promise that it ain’t too much
but just enough
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"Pocket Watchin" Lyrics - Plies
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they mad on me, ...
what they do, they pocket watchin
they’re counting money, i’m bottle poppin
what they do, they pocket watchin
gotta pocket watchin , they pocket watchin
what they do, they pocket watchin
they mad on me, ‘cause they ain’t got it
what they do, they pocket watchin .
a money feed it, ..gotta same weather
... black and ..a hair, what ....
so better ..yeah so better
i replace her, sweet love ...
chorus:
they mad at me, ...
what they do, they pocket watchin
they’re counting money, i’m bottle poppin
what they do, they pocket watchin
gotta pocket watchin, they pocket watchin
what they do, they pocket watchin
they mad atme, ‘cause they ain’t got it
what they do, they pocket watchin.
they pocket watchin bigga boo
..party b*tche ..the ravenue
the ..a hundred ...
i’m the ... in front of .. they f*ck money
then twitter .. i ain’t f*ck the ..
[chorus:]
i’m in the .. ain’t got a ..
the white b*tch she got a ..
we’re f*cking though, she from the sub board
i got to ....
i’m like peter jackson..nigga hates you when..most niggas.
[chorus:]
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"Welcome To My Hood" Lyrics - DJ Khaled (Ft. Rick Ross, Plies, Lil Wayne)
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DJ Khaled - Welcome To My Hood Lyrics and Video (Ft. Rick Ross, Plies, Lil Wayne)
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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Plies - The High Life Lyrics and Video (Ft. Sam Salter)
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We only make smack it up the light, she loves the action,
She get me satisfaction
She was living the high life, she was living the high life,
She loves the life she loves the action
She gave me satisfaction
She was living the high life.
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Plies - Oh Yeah Lyrics and Video (Ft. Chris Brown)
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Brand new Plies and Chris Brown collaboration in this "Oh Yeah" from the No Chaser mixtape.
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Plies - Oh Yeah Lyrics and Video (Ft. Chris Brown)
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I'll be pulling it down in a minute
How long will it take before you screamin' my name
Oh baby, you should rip off my clothes and get naked
I'll be like Oh yea
You'll be like Oh Yea
Hot enough up in here
Makin' her sweat
Your little pedicure up on my chest
And we goin' sweat, sweat, sweat
I'll be like Oh Yea
You'll be like Oh yea
Makin' her sweat
[Verse 1: Plies]
What's my biggest turn on in a women?
One that's flexible
I'm talkin' her limbs not her schedule
If you ain't it's still cool
Baby I can work witcha
I been doin' it a long time
Bring out the best in ya
Bring it to yo front door drop off like a messenger
Jewelry is real long I go hard like a Mexican
First two pumps shawty that's what's after president
Kiss you on yo bo jay jay
Rage ya out ya element
Last one I ran crazy
She got on that peppermint
She was out the hood though but mo' with an accent
Shawty show stuff never seen
Hit her with the backspin
She say that I'm X rated,
I say that I'm confident
Seen her with her boots on make me want it right there
I know she got that repeat she turn me on [?]
She told me boy you know what good and I replied Amen
Late night plus liquor she know it equals long and we gone
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I'll be pulling it down in a minute
How long will it take before you screamin' my name
Oh baby, you should rip off my clothes and get naked
I'll be like Oh yea
You'll be like Oh Yea
Hot enough up in here
Makin' her sweat
Your little pedicure up on my chest
And we goin' sweat, sweat, sweat
I'll be like Oh Yea
You'll be like Oh yea
Makin' her sweat
[Verse 2: Plies]
I done got off the high speed
I like it when it's slow
I be wanting the lights on she be wantin' them off
She be trying to hold it in
But I be wanting talk
She be hollin' put it on
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I be hollin' nope
Them to t's on
I'm talikng red velvet soft
Interior rear did ducking high moss
I always tell her "baby act like I gotta go to court"
Act like this the last time I'm walkin; through yo doo'
I be like super hyped
She don't even know
She be wantin' to go to sleep but I don't even wanna go
I be on the couch [?]
I'm actin like a Don King hollerin' round 4
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I'll be pulling it down in a minute
How long will it take before you screamin' my name
Oh baby, you should rip off my clothes and get naked
I'll be like Oh yea
You'll be like Oh Yea
Hot enough up in here
Makin' her sweat
Your little pedicure up on my chest,
And we goin' sweat, sweat, sweat
I'll be like Oh Yea
You'll be like Oh yea
Makin' her sweat
[Plies:]
Ain't even goin lie to ya I text her everyday
I'm a tell you how I talk to her, everything "bay"
She asked me if I'm coming over I say, "yea bay"
She ask me if I'm hungry I tell her, "yea bay"
She ask me do I want it I said, "hell yea bay! "
Even when I'm mad at her she still my little bay
I just sent her text told her bay I'm on my way
She ask me what we finna do I said, "give to to bay"
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I'll be pulling it down in a minute
How long will it take before you screamin' my name
Oh baby, you should rip off my clothes and get naked
I'll be like Oh yea
You'll be like Oh Yea
Hot enough up in here
Makin' her sweat
Your little pedicure up on my chest
And we goin' sweat, sweat, sweat
I'll be like Oh Yea
You'll be like Oh yea
Makin' her sweat
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Song Information
Title: Oh Yeah
Artist: Plies
Length: 3:39
Type: full audio
Album: No Chaser mixtape
Genre: Rap RnB
Producer: N/A
Featured Artists: Chris Brown
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Plies - Me Ho Lyrics and Video
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I’m talkin’ slow ho, cause I’m drugged, ho
I’ve been falling in Ibiza, (?) ho
I’m a (?) ho, I tell you what I know ho
It ain’t 90% nigger me ho (2x)
I’m on this bottom (?) thinkin about a lot of shit
I’m taking care now fuck’em out bitch (?)
I’m with my squad holdin nigger like a role bitch
They like a peel in a drink and they know bitch
I’m in the corner with my shoes (?) some lotion
We see you talking about money is a motion
We know now whole shit, we own that (?) shit
No asses (?) nigger cause we (?) no shit
If you ain’t broke (?) then don’t you post it
And don’t you (?) (?) over new shit
(?) I feel good, I bought the shoe to (?)
(?) hate is that, I bought the (?)
I’m talkin’ slow ho, cause I’m drugged, ho
I’ve been falling in Ibiza, (?) ho
I’m a (?) ho, I tell you what I know ho
It ain’t 90% nigger me ho (2x)
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I’m getting (?) now, but ain’t slipping bro
(?) bounced on him, cause he ain’t tipping, bro
I got the dang on me walking like I’m living, bro
I’m pro straight gang, but ain’t sipping, bro
You tell me grand (?) gotta get me (?) bro
You better flash straight, or you gonna be missing, bro
It be packed that, the whole (?) (?)
Gotta get my sandals, before the beach closes
You got a man, ho, but it ain’t me, ho
I ain’t a (?) nigger, look at the key ho
He ain’t like me, I know you wanna be, ho
He all own brand nigger, I’m the G , ho
I’m talkin’ slow ho, cause I’m drugged, ho
I’ve been falling in Ibiza, (?) ho
I’m a (?) ho, I tell you what I know ho
It ain’t 90% nigger me ho (2x)
I got the male own me lookin like the (?) man
While all he gazez it (?) (?)
I’ve been goin hard, my whole body knows
Gimme a good (?), like I need one
I get the (?) in the (?) for me to lean(?) on
My niggers smoke that, they’re blowing tree hard
They all stay right looking like some leaves on(?)
All street niggers look like we’re in the league one
I’m talkin’ slow ho, cause I’m drugged, ho
I’ve been falling in Ibiza, (?) ho
I’m a (?) ho, I tell you what I know ho
It ain’t 90% nigger me ho (2x)
Song Information
Title: Me Ho
Artist: Plies
Length:3:42
Type: Full + Music Video
Album: You Need People Like Me
Genre: Rap Hip Hop
Producer: N/A
Featured Artists: N/A
Plies Ft. Trey Songz - Kitty Kitty Lyrics and Video
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Hey kitty kitty kitty
Kitty kitty kitty
Kitty kitty kitty
Hey kitty kitty kitty
If you come I lick your fur
Hey kitty kitty I love your fur
(repeat)
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Hey kitty kitty kitty
Kitty kitty kitty
Kitty kitty kitty
Hey kitty kitty kitty
If you come I lick your fur
Hey kitty kitty I love your fur
(repeat)
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Plies - She Got It Made Lyrics and Video
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"She Got It Made" is a song recorded by American rapper Plies off his upcoming fourth studio album "Goon Affiliated" expected for release on on May 25, 2010 by Atlantic Records.
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I'm lookin for one female that I can turn into a spoiled bratt
I wanna spoil you 7 days a week
(HOOK)
I'll buy you gucci and prada
and fly you all around the world
becuz you so much hotter
then all them other girls
so when we coolin on the eastside
you coolin wit me
but when you pull up in that new ride
dis is all they gon say (hey!)
(PLIES)
Damn right she got it goood
hell yeah she got it made x2
Millionaire Like-Status, I can make yours the same
big cribs, nice whips, I can get it all arranged
I can get your own chouper
I can put you on a plane
clear stones, nice diamonds I can put it in yuh ring
big rocks, flawless ice I can put it in yuh chain
nice weight, nice hips I can put it on yuh frame
buy you stocks, buy you bonds I can put it in yuh name
if you like to ride candy i can put you in the paint
If you like top chef I can put it in yuh drank
if you need alil paper, I can put it in yuh bank
if you need alil sex I can drop it in yuh tank
if you Eva get cold I can put you in a me
(HOOK)
I can make you everyday look like a big time model
spoil you everyday and have you livin unda water
all 5 star suites we ain't doin no remodels
you ain't got to cook baby all you gotta do is order
If u Eva wit me, u ain't got to spend a quarter
own beautician baby all you got to do is call her
gotta closet full of purses, everyone of em I dun bought em'
got yuh tee cup yorkage just to match wit yuh prada
wanna tear down bell hoppa all you got to do is holla
letchu act alil streeter, letchu drink out of the bottle
send u on vacation wit yuh girls and yuh momma
wanna stay a whole month, u can stay as long as you wanna
(HOOK)
"She Got It Made" is a song recorded by American rapper Plies off his upcoming fourth studio album "Goon Affiliated" expected for release on on May 25, 2010 by Atlantic Records.
You can enjoy Plies - She Got It Made video gathered from youtube. She Got It Made lyrics performed by Plies can be found below the video.
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Plies - She Got It Made Lyrics and Video
I'm lookin for one female that I can turn into a spoiled bratt
I wanna spoil you 7 days a week
(HOOK)
I'll buy you gucci and prada
and fly you all around the world
becuz you so much hotter
then all them other girls
so when we coolin on the eastside
you coolin wit me
but when you pull up in that new ride
dis is all they gon say (hey!)
(PLIES)
Damn right she got it goood
hell yeah she got it made x2
Millionaire Like-Status, I can make yours the same
big cribs, nice whips, I can get it all arranged
I can get your own chouper
I can put you on a plane
clear stones, nice diamonds I can put it in yuh ring
big rocks, flawless ice I can put it in yuh chain
nice weight, nice hips I can put it on yuh frame
buy you stocks, buy you bonds I can put it in yuh name
if you like to ride candy i can put you in the paint
If you like top chef I can put it in yuh drank
if you need alil paper, I can put it in yuh bank
if you need alil sex I can drop it in yuh tank
if you Eva get cold I can put you in a me
(HOOK)
I can make you everyday look like a big time model
spoil you everyday and have you livin unda water
all 5 star suites we ain't doin no remodels
you ain't got to cook baby all you gotta do is order
If u Eva wit me, u ain't got to spend a quarter
own beautician baby all you got to do is call her
gotta closet full of purses, everyone of em I dun bought em'
got yuh tee cup yorkage just to match wit yuh prada
wanna tear down bell hoppa all you got to do is holla
letchu act alil streeter, letchu drink out of the bottle
send u on vacation wit yuh girls and yuh momma
wanna stay a whole month, u can stay as long as you wanna
(HOOK)
Plies - Street Light Lyrics and Video
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Artist: Plies feat Sean Garret
Song Title: Street Light
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Plies - Street Light Lyrics
[Intro: Plies talking]
Ay babe before you put your clothes back on I wanna tell you sumthin
You done somethin in yo life that I ain't never done in my life before
And that's fucked a millionaire.
[Chorus: x2]
Shawty you hotter than a street light
You wanna get did right
You wanna get on it
I wanna know what's makin you want it
[Verse 1:]
She never seen me a day in her life
All she know my money look rite
Young street nigga sippin on yak
Yeah she see da swag
Plus she see the ice
sittin in da chevy listenin to pipe
Passenger seat open, room for a wife
Niggas wish fo it, but this is my life
She walk real stank dats wat I like
Jeans stickin to her, pussy look right
she get in this whip ain't no cumin back
cause I'm pretty sure
I got what you like
I can't even front you hotter than the street light
[Chorus x2]
Shawty you hotter than a street light
You wanna get did right
You wanna get on it
I wanna know what's makin you want it
[Verse 2:]
She say she don't fuck with broke niggas
I told her me too
my money been straight, what about you
cause if you broke I don't need to fuck with you
bullshit never I make dreams come true
you say your man at work baby what he do
He answer phones for a livin ain't that cute
I'm in the streets with a nine and he wearin suits
Before he fuck you do he finger you n eat you,
you got da potential babe of being my boo
and bout 30 minutes I can get you loose make you nut
Twice before I shoot
you hotta than the street light to tell you da truth
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[Chorus x2]
Shawty you hotter than a street light
You wanna get did right
You wanna get on it
I wanna know what's makin you want it
[Verse 3: Sean Garrett talking]
So many nights you would call me and beg me to cum on over there
but you know that your nigga's at home n it's gonna be some shit if I appear
You know there ain't no fears
so come on baby be foreal
If I show him what I carry on
He gon start puttin on and imma have to take it there
As soon as da street lights come on...
Imma come get ya, get ya
As soon as da street lights come on...
Imma come see ya, see ya
As soon as da street lights come on...
Imma come get ya, get ya
As soon as da street lights come on...
Imma come see ya, see ya
[Chorus x2:]
Shawty you hotter than a street light
You wanna get did right
You wanna get on it
I wanna know what's makin you want it
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
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Plies - Want It Need It Lyrics and Video
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Plies
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Artist: Plies feat Ashanti
Song Title: Want It Need It
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Plies - Want It Need It Lyrics
I neva knew you felt like dat baby, pleasures all mine
[Chorus: Ashanti]
Oh boy I think of you on two occasions that's wen I want it (that's wen I want it)
That's wen I need it(that's wen I need it)you kno I think of youuu on 2 occasions
That's wen I want it (that's wen I want it) that's wen I need it(that's wen I need it)
Heyyyy
[Verse 1:]
I think it so cute how u use me wen u want sex I'm who you come n see I'm tha one you
Call wen ya body on e u need a refill I who u cum see they give you 87 I give you 93
Premium top of the line straight deep say it again in my ear{ plies you a beast} how
Could one dis gutta be so sweet wateva you need it's my treat all I want frum you
Is to let me go deep I'm on call fo you seven days a week sex on delievery s.o.d
[Chorus: Ashanti]
[Verse 2:]
Wen she think bout me she get so wet weneva she want she send me a text do
I want it tonite baby yes between her legs she so blessed she the best thing in
The bed dat I met you need a good jug be my guest wateva u want I'm at yo request
Til I get to ya I can't rest all I can think about is feelin yo sweat playin in your hair
Feelin your flesh watchin you as u get undressed I'm yo goon u my goonette
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[Chorus: Ashanti]
[Verse 3:]
I'm sleepin I feel yo hand inside my boxers baby it's 5 in tha mornin you rubbin on
Oscar know if you wake him up it's gon be problems I know you playin with wat ya
Want so I ain't gon stop ya jus let me open my eyes so I can watch it you want a
Dose of ya medicine you wanna see tha doctor gon' take em off so I can gon'
Lock ya I call you momma you call me poppa tonite I wanna make you tonite my baby
Mama scent like water me no aroma come a lil closer so I can put it on ya
You my property I'm yo owner
[Chorus: Ashanti]
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