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[Intro: Miguel]
Bad bitches, champagne wishes
Freaks only, baby — let me take pictures

[Nas and Miguel]
Life is good, life is good

[Hook: Swizz Beatz]
Ciroc on splash, summer on smash
Top all gone, got the on summer on smash
Tank top on, summer on smash
My neck got a whole lot of glass
Got the summer on smash, summer on smash
Y’all know who got the summer on smash (we do)
Look at baby girl showing that ass
She let the world know the summer on smash
Got the summer on smash, summer on smash
Everybody get the summer on smash
We got the summer on smash, summer on smash
Y’all know who got the summer on smash (we do)

[Verse 1: Nas]
Got the summer on smash, eighteen karats
Little overweight, hit the gym, let’s go get the abs in
Louis belt hangs on the waist, it ain’t even fastened
I’m trying to get every number from every woman passing me by
She’s fly; black, Asian, Boriqua
Italian, mixed chicks, Middle Eastern
Eritrean, Ethiopian, how you opening?
Just rolled four with them, bout to smoke again
Rose-gold Rollie, riding the top down
How does Pucci bathing suits on a yacht sound?
Send a massive e-mail to the females
Tell ‘em where to meet us, give ‘em the details

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Nas]
It’s the jam here, check it(?)
It’s the summertime, women damn near naked
It’s single season, they choosing who to mess with
I just smashed another belt for the record, respect it
Nas get you out your seats, play this in your Jeeps
My people in the streets, I make it feel like it’s the beach
My goons close by, I’m daring one of y’all to reach
I’m protected like the President, ain’t gotta give a speech
Got a compass on the wrist, Illmatic on the feets
And they ain’t even out yet; she like Ciroc peach
Chain-smoke cigars, count a whole lot of cash
And y’all already know who got the summer on smash

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Miguel]
I gotta do something kinda unexpected, huh?
Bad bitches, champagne wishes
Freaks only, baby — let me take pictures
Skin, sin; wait — do you know whose pool you’re in?
Beaches in Brazil, steaks on a grill
Your body is a weapon that you can’t conceal
Real, make money when the freaks call
Summer on Mars, it’s totally Total Recall
Like
Uda vida, she butterfly
Caliente
Bayame vente, vente comego, ayo ?

[Hook]

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You know I ain’t build to answer that
But I act like I ain’t never have money
Then throw it away, then throw it away
Then throw it away, then throw it away
You see me throw it away
Then throw it away, then throw it away
I like to throw it away, let’s throw it away
You know I ain’t Jay Z honey
But I act like I ain’t never have money

Live from the area, area, wasted
Drives will bury ya, bury, wasted
Standing on couches, everybody know me
Rock star, only thing that’s …
Realest out here, out here
In the club doing what, got my name out here, out here
You can call it tricking, you can call it tricking
You can call it dissing, that it is if you all stand
All the bitches on q like na na na na na,
I’m in the sky, when the realest go na na na na na
Let it fly dope, ah
You only live one time, one time
Your favorite rapper up in here one time, one time
You know what
You know I ain’t Jay Z honey
But I act like I ain’t never have money

But I act like I ain’t never have money
Then throw it away, then throw it away
Then throw it away, then throw it away
You see me throw it away
Let’s stack up, get it up and throw it away
Then throw it away, then throw it away
You know I ain’t Bill Gates honey
But I act like I ain’t never have money

All my money got wings on it
Fat, … my cling on it
Clap, clap, clap, make that butt applaud
You got all that back, what you fucking for?
Cheers to kids, this is y’all song
I got bitches, itching to sit me off home
We da bizness, this is, slaughterhouse baby
This is what is all about, … money
Blowing in the breeze like na na na na na na
Like the picture pose, I got cheese like na na na na na na
Come, get this money from me, I don’t want it honey
I don’t make it rain, I make it snow bunny
Time to pull to the top of that bitch
I ain’t got it like that, but I got it like this

You know I ain’t Bill Gates honey
But I act like I ain’t never have money
But I act like I ain’t never have money
Then throw it away, then throw it away
Then throw it away, then throw it away
You see me throw it away
Let’s stack up, get it up and throw it away
Then throw it away, then throw it away
You know I ain’t Jay Z honey
But I act like I ain’t never have money

Yeah, it’s damn right, I’m fucking a lesbian, stripper
And a dob sprinter
Dick van dike
It’s gonna love it, when I go Warren Buffet
Throwing euros on the floor, balling on the form budget
Slaughter’s in the house look at that click, that click
Deeper than the breast of a fat chick, fat chick
Party in vip with the earth realest on blue
… throw the money in the air like na na na na na na
I’m yelling I’m far settle like na na na na na
I know you killers hold the metal tight, na na na na na na
Who give a fuck we all ghetto, right na na na na na na
I had a lap dance moment of clarity
This a tax right off, this m favorite charity

You know I ain’t Bill Gates honey
But I act like I ain’t never have money
But I act like I ain’t never have money
Then throw it away, then throw it away
Then throw it away, then throw it away
You see me throw it away
Let’s stack up, get it up and throw it away
Then throw it away, then throw it away
You know I ain’t Jay Z honey
But I act like I ain’t never have money

Jealousy could crash here…different one, different one
I told her do that thing alive if she ain’t do it
That was my bad, thinking that she ain’t stupid
Cute face with a pretty butt, pretty butt
Shake got her saying giddy up, giddy up…
Call murder like na na na na na na
Even got the valee workers like na na na na na na
You scratch that and it’s one thing, …na na na na na na
Red bottoms coming out the coup
We got it tied up, even when we’re at it to loot

You know I ain’t Bill Gates honey
But I act like I ain’t never have money
But I act like I ain’t never have money
Then throw it away, then throw it away
Then throw it away, then throw it away.

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[t.i.]
i’m ridin’ dodge, i’m ridin’ by
on the westside which side am i?
beemer 760i, try me, let off 60 shots
again we got the city hidin’
poppin’ like it ‘posed to be
niggas who not menaging got no business standing close to me
so cold, a ferocious g,
you niggas aint as dope as me, mind you f-ckin’ business
watch ya mouth when you approaching me
? socially
i like em or love ‘em though, cold heart emotionally
? where the ocean is
ridin in a ghost again
slap you with a lot of spit until she ? all of it
call the shots, run the shit
on some big money shit
serious ’bout my hustle all these cowards on that funny shit
rappin’ ’bout a bunch of shit
and you aint even done it yet
you the one they gunnin’ at
how i’m ‘posed to honor that?
you all talk dawg, flow and i aint having none of that
i’m big boss dawg floss all day, run it back

[meek mill - hook]
bitch, i’m a boss!
bitch, i’m a boss!
i’ma boss, i’ma boss
i play the shots
i call the calls
we in this bitch’
it’s goin’ downn
yeah, i’m the king
now where my muf-ckin’ crown?

[swiss beatz]
i’ma boss, she a boss
we don’t care what it cost
you just buy that muthaf-cka and you throw that muthaf-cka on?
you keep poppin’ them tags
we just throw it in bags
and then we hit the f-cking block, we be dropping them rags

[meek mill]
started with a dollar, turn it to an m
used to ride impala, turn it to a benz
bitches used hate me, turn into my friends
you should see how people treat you when that money coming in
bad bitches callin’ cause i’m ballin’
and these niggas hatin’ on me cause they starving and i’m parking aston martin’s where they walking
these bitches ain’t important, they informants really talking when the people get to honking
i’ma a boss, really, nino or al pacino
hundred racks on his rollie, he light up like a casino
niggas really be fraud, i’ma keep it a c-note
got jewelers down in miami
they throw it like dan marino

[rick ross]
had a couple seizures, call it minor setbacks
everybody praying for me, i respect that
woke up in the hospital, where my checks at?
then i put 8 chains where my necks at
hopping in the ghost i feel i’m dead set
worth 40 m’s so respect that
i put all my jewels on just to bone ya chick
you know the boss well known for leaving bonuses
we making money, may it marinate
when the work clean, cut it like it’s carrot cake
d-boys love the way i narrate
i still whip it like it’s anime
remember momma had a cavalier
now she living like a cleveland cavalier
better check the stats, we filling arena’s
and i got the gat’s, gilbert arena’s

[hook]

[swizz beatz]
you a boss, you a boss
75, 7 showers on her
spend about 13 hours on it
757 with the showers on it
we spent about 13 hours on it

[lil wayne]
look, i be probably on my skateboard, tryna learn a new trick
i just f-cked the avatar, now i got a blue dick
money talks, bullshit walks if the shoe fit
you pushing up daisies, daffodils, tulips
i’m in my zone, i’m angie stoned
i point the pistol at you like a camera phone
i’m young money, cash money, i’m not human
i’m tryna get money money like mark cuban
if she don’t respect me, she gon respect this?
the world is an asshole and we the next big shit
damn right i gang bang, tell ‘em blood up slime
f-ck off, i had to say f-ck one time, get it?

[birdman]
when i came up in this bitch i was shining every summer
took the whole thing, the young nigga? doing numbers
tote two nines, iced out stuntin’
candy on the ave, candy on the slab
hundred g’s, cash money millionaires
hundred mill, how we flipped it off the ave
blood rich gang, you know we filled ?
the money do swing behind a killin’
catch me uptown puttin’ it down
moving all around, new fleets with my round
touch another town, puttin’ it all down
pop a hundred bottles bitch, we wear the crown

[hook]

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[swizz beatz]
welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well
welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well

[kanye west]
i asked her where she wanna be when she 25
she turned around and looked at me and said “alive”

[swizz beatz]
welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well

[jay-z]
black axl rose
move halfs and wholes
come down to the jungle
just ask for hov
move blocks and squares
move apples and pears
work pots and pans
just to cop me some airs
my uncle died
my daddy did too
paralyzed by the pain
i can barely move
my nephew gone
my heart is torn
sometimes i look to the sky
ask why i was born
my faith in god
every day is hard
every night is worse
that’s why i pray so hard

[kanye west]
why i pray so hard
this is crazy god
just when i thought i had everything
i lost it all
so que sera
get a case of syrah
let it chase the pain
before it goes too far
[jay-z]
my dreams is big
reality set in
let off a clip from a automatic weapon
through shots in the door
it died in vegas
though it fought so hard
i knew it wouldn’t make it
i’m a tortured soul
i live in disguise
rest in peace to the leader of the jackson 5
i died in my sleep
i’m still big pimpin
i ball at the mall
beginning of the ending
where the fuck is the sun?
it’s been a while
momma, look at ya son
what happened to my smile?
my tears is tatted
my rag in my pocket
i’m just looking for love
i know somebody got it
champagne for the pain
weed for the low
god damn i’m so high
where the fuck did i go?
i’m losing myself
i’m stuck in the moment
i look in the mirror
my only opponent
where the fuck is the press?
where the fuck is the pres?
either they know or don’t care
i’m fucking depressed
no crying in public
just lying to judges
risking my life
i’m already dying, so fuck it well
[swizz beatz]
welcome to the jungle, welcome to the jungle well

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get fresh baby this is your song,
put your good shoes and your lipstick on,
get fresh baby this is your song,
you said you want a freak, i’mma give you what you want.

whole lot of sex, whole lot of liquor,
whole lot of chicks, not a lot of niggas,
not my party, all about the bitches,
sexy model, ass like alicia’s,
see my main chick, she got that good shit,
and her gang vicious so i call her sid,
girl you better be careful,
bragging on a dick now your friends want a sample,
fuck a 69, its 696,
i be the 9, both ya’ll the 6,
you go both ways, get a load of this,
beat it so hard, now she gotta take a piss,
then you can’t even walk in the morning,
go to work yawning, …
man your girlfriends on it,
ain’t no fun if you ain’t sharing with the homies.

chorus:
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz.

i’ma have you telling all the business,
by the way that i be giving you the business,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz.

when my jeans come down, the surfs coming up,
thong to the side, she feel it in her guts,
ass in the air, fucking up your weave,
pulling on your hair baby let me hear you scream,
this white game mean, i make a bitch cry,
i lick your lips to your tits to your thighs,
throw you on your side, im working out the kinks,
you sweating out the sheets, girl you fucking with a freak,
she told you i'm a beast? well, she aint never lie,
i can go on both of you at the same time,
taking that pussy, bitch this mine,
throw that shit back, put an arch in your spine,
i never waste time but i aint in a rush,
hit it like a champ, i beat the pussy up,
he give you little taps, i beat the pussy up,
got her telling all her friends how the kid do her stuff.

chorus:
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz.

i’ma have you telling all the business,
by the way that i be giving you the business,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz.

i see ‘em with they hands up and i’m making sure i don’t leave no ladies out,
i need a dirty dancer cause baby i can guarantee i’mma turn you out,
so all my sexy girls say, ooooh
all my sexy girls say, oooooh,
girl i’m so nasty yeah, me have to tell you all the girlies love me
i put work in till you can’t take it,
you screaming and we're butt naked,
pull your hair girl, i’ll kiss you girl to take you down,
you got it, you telling everybody all about it.

chorus:
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz.

i’ma have you telling all the business,
by the way that i be giving you the business,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz.
this what you want, this what you need!
this what you need? right!
this what you get!

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show time!
ha, let’s go!
ah, ok, let’s go!
ah, let me tell you something!
..my… is crazy, i got ya!
can’t do…
my man came back…
you crazy you want…
listen to me, listen to me, listen to me clear!
you don’t really want no.. over here!
we can do everybody oh clear,
yeah, freeze!
music please, i’m back, back, back on my foot,
came back, man, i’m back…..
better sush, i get it rush,
you seen the floors…
big money is us!

chorus:
i don't really care
who's in here
i'mma run this place
and this is my year
i don't really care
who's in here
i'mma run this planet
this is my year
it's an international party
international party,
international party

swizz beatz, party!
swizz beatz party!
swizz beatz party!

let’s go! here we go now, let’s go now!
everybody, everybody hit the floor now!
he wants some more now, what’s up now?
… turn it up now!
..go into the fashion, i’ll put in the work,
jump, jump the plane, man i want…
you gotta keep up boy that’s my…
hey! i’m loco, loco,
everybody say i’m crazy, crazy,…

chorus:
i don't really care
who's in here
i'mma run this place
and this is my year
i don't really care
who's in here
i'mma run this planet
this is my year
it's an international party
international party,
international party

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listen to the beat, beat!
get upon the feet, feet!
the party starts now, now, now,
..cause i can’t get it,
i wanna put your hand on cause i make the meals,
..tell me how it feels!..
god damn nigger is all you got?
god damn nigger, is all you want?
tell me i’m a dog, i’m on the hood,
make me wanna step ... i’m back, back, i get it up!
paper, paper, i’m stacking, stacking,
..see me with that...
got a .. but it’s red dough,
..till the air go,
let me see you...
i’m off in vegas, throwing chips,
let me see you nigger...
let me see you, it’s all you get,
god damn, i ain’t...
back, back, and.. on the game,..
call me... on my dream, now,
..let you see me now,
god damn, we gonna play it...
seven five seven ..about thirteen hours on it,
got a... checking this trusted...
..is looking cool,
..away from school,
i have my hood green and street knowledge,
.... i ain’t do it this way,
i’mma do this on my way!
work on.. is not an option,
sitting on a line is not an option,
..is like my option,
came back, god damn, going shopping.
buy off the dough, buy off the drinks,
we don’t give a fuck...
..that’s what you can get though!
.. you have a problem see me now!
you have a problem, see me now!
you wanna battle with the beast, you can get it now,
got a .. i’ll kick your head,
..and rip of the ass!
see me dog, ..
... i don’t care if you see me,
..got a wife on my side, nigger oh, no!
that’ oh, oh!

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reebok back!
reebok back!
that’s all that they’re really screaming
is that reebok back!
black and the white, highs and the lows,
..they glow!
got me looking at the laces,
only money i’m chasing,
got a mike on the classic before i …
they’re screaming: reebok back!
reebok back!
that’s all they’re really screaming
is that reebok back!

they started rocking the classics
they started rocking the….
but now i’m rocking the… because i rock what i want!
…back in the back, rose gotta drop in the front,
i’m there to be a billionaire like ride on top of the mud.
i’m.. i’m with the triple…
and my mind is already swagging on my enemies!
got ‘em kamikaze ….
….told me…. made it i say….
swagging on and put my wrist on the… the morning is gone,
but i get a six hundred bill so i could….
these youngers are loving my style,
i gotta ‘em calling me….
sometimes i ask my own self….
i’m going…..
put my name on the …in the game with the flame, i ride that….
.. i was trained to spin this thing and make it back!
i’m staging my dream, chasing my kamikaze ….

reebok back!
reebok back!
that’s all that they’re really screaming
is that reebok back!
black and the white, highs and the lows,
..they glow!
got me looking at the laces,
only money i’m chasing,
got a mike on the classic before i …
they’re screaming: reebok back!
reebok back!
that’s all they’re really screaming
is that reebok back! (x2)

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chorus:
uhuuu, it’ you!
uhuu, it’s you!
it’s you, every day, every night, baby, it’s you!
i don’t want, i don’t want no one, but you!
and the winner is?
hey, it’s you!
and the winner is?
hey, it’s you!
and the winner is?
hey, it’s you!

champagne, baby… momma, i’ll take you to…
forget that baby hannah, i’ll put you in the laugh!
and i forget that little humble,
i’m a big man! i’ll take you, take you…
seven ..sevens, express lane,
if you’re lucky, you can get my last name.
let’s hit paris, we could take the last train,
now baby girl, baby girl, sing my name!

chorus:
uhuuu, it’ you!
uhuu, it’s you!
it’s you, every day, every night, baby, it’s you!
i don’t want, i don’t want no one, but you!
and the winner is?
hey, it’s you!
and the winner is?
hey, it’s you!
and the winner is?
hey, it’s you!

listen to me mommy, send me good things
when you’re missing me mommy,
and i … like you’re kissing me mommy,
they wanna hate school…
you’re not happy, it’s not an exception,
..i send the…collection.
i love it’s the real thing, baby you should trust it!

chorus:
uhuuu, it’ you!
uhuu, it’s you!
it’s you, every day, every night, baby, it’s you!
i don’t want, i don’t want no one, but you!
and the winner is?
hey, it’s you!
and the winner is?
hey, it’s you!
and the winner is?
hey, it’s you!

i just want to spend the night,
take my time, beta you…

take trips with you..
since you came in my life i feel brand new,
i just wanna spend the night,
take my time, be your wife,
take trips with you …
since you came in my life i feel brand new!

chorus:
uhuuu, it’ you!
uhuu, it’s you!
it’s you, every day, every night, baby, it’s you!
i don’t want, i don’t want no one, but you!
and the winner is?
hey, it’s you!
and the winner is?
hey, it’s you!
and the winner is?
hey, it’s you!
oh, man!

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hey i want to say, want to say, want to say, want to say now
hey life in paris, paris, paris, paris oh yeah
my groove too smooth
you think i went to ..
some ... look at my jacket this ..
i’m a taste maker and you’re all trendy
you only know about louie and findie
but you can be legend too .. and ..you too
it’s over produce over, i’m tryin to tell ya how to move over
yeah i got clean .. my lambo i went green
i gotta have a bit flow and all of your lames in the game gotta go
i’m the architect.. i do it in the sleep i can do it in the dark
you put me to the desk i guarantee you .. i rockin with the best.

chorus:
..people to receive..
she got the power ..believe
....with the ...
staring ..perfect..she gonna teach me how to ..
welcome to paris baby.

they say hey is the new love
i say ...shine like michael
listen i know some don’t like me,
come on, they all wanna hate me,
.. i’m focused on a .. red .. on my shoes
...to the loof
i’m on my global .. all the time
.. two different brands but what will you choose
see me i bang like .. often.. the boys ..
if you wanna hate you’d better come ..
it’s time to play chess i guarantee now i’m rockin ...rock the best.

chorus:
..she got the power in her hand..believe
....with the ..
staring ... she gonna taste ..

...
if you’re a motivator you can change the game

[chorus:]

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it’s showtime!

[hook]
everyday, they ask how i’m doin
deuces up playboy i’m coolin
i’m coolin
i’m coolin coolin, i’m coolin coolin
i’m just coolin
i’m coolin coolin, i’m coolin coolin

everyday, they ask how i’m feelin
you see the ounces playboy i’m chillin
i’m chillin
i’m chillin chillin, i’m chillin chillin
i’m just chillin
i’m chillin chillin, i’m chillin chillin

[verse 1 - swizz beatz]
i got my balmain on
plus my louis on
i got my christian on
boy i get this on
you see me ridin lotus and my top b-tch gone
the interior butter like popcorn
she got on givenchy, she fresh like me
everytime she go shoppin alexander mcqueen
i mean, we just coolin on a sunday
can’t wait to ball out on monday

[hook]

[verse 2]
my jaeger-lecoultre is out ya culture
the hoods on fire man them boys is vultures
we are family la kostra nostra
go through up and downs like a roller coaster
ay! got my cavi- with them gators on ‘em
i’m in the studio fogging with some faders on em
and this beat is my entree
i’m audi three thousand, andre

[hook]

[verse 3 - eve]
evey e, i’m back on my bullsh-t
came back, came back, back with a full clip
who want problem, wah- wah- wah-, who want flip
gun taste, one lick, wanna get some of this
you see that hot pink birken, that’s a problem
i’m hot like everything kickin i’m a problem
yeah, i’m a walking bow
you might talk a lil one but ya looks are oh

[hook]

[outro - swizz beatz]
do ya dance now (x4)
hit the floor now
do ya dance now (x2)
get down now (x4)
lets work now (x4)

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vip chillin’, chillin’, chillin’
club poppin’ chillin’, chillin’, chillin’
press the death chillin’, chillin’, chillin’.
who .. out
all outside i’m chillin’, chillin’, chillin’
music crazy chillin’, chillin’, chillin’
mamy crazy chillin’, chillin’, chillin’
damn who ... out.

yes i am ready to take you higher
then you ever got the medicine in the fire
we’re travelling like .. when be holding the mighters
bottles on dick, models on dick,
f*ck the ...i’ma take you to the dick
i’ma mother f*cker alcoholic ...
you take ... shit i’m a bull of ..
see me in a hot .., probably think i got wings
... the party watching ..nothing but bad b*tches around my ..
nothing for black cause inside my jeans
expose everything ..she ready to .. need that, need that,
so basically the base is whatever you call the shit nigga ...

chorus:
vip chillin’, chillin’, chillin’
club poppin’ chillin’, chillin’, chillin’
press the death chillin’, chillin’, chillin’.
who .. out
all outside i’m chillin’, chillin’, chillin’
music crazy chillin’, chillin’, chillin’
mamy crazy chillin’, chillin’, chillin’
damn who ... out.

big chillin’ in this mother f*cker
that’s how i’m feelin’ in this mother f*cker
‘cause ...everybody ...on this kother f*cker
what you’re looking for ?
i’m looking for a bad b*tch,
somebody who can have a ... magic, move some, work some,
she murder it, the cups’re coming
i murder it a fly coming, and my direction why you’re stressing
... i peel off
lay the function..we consumption of something ..she know we’re f*cking.
my game just rewine ...

[chorus:]

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Co-Pilot : Swizz Beatz

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chorus

do you wanna fly could you be my co-pilot
you said you wanna fly
do you wanna fly could you be my co-pilot
i’ll take you up in the air
i’ll take you out again

did you ever try making love to your girl in the sky
champagne fly .. so high
baby girl we are going going gone that cloud
we are floating floating on sit back and put your seat belt on
i am gonna call you my .. so let’s get it on
i can take you on shopping across the world
every in the world know that you are my girl
i’’ll go on that marijuana tree in the air
i walk around cause i don’t care
that change in my pocket … black car
let them know that i am out to ghetto never forget the ghetto
never pose that .. i am touching ..

chorus

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Top Down : Swizz Beatz

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[swizz beatz]
swizzy!
wherever you are (shine)
whoever you are (shine)
wherever you are (shine)
whoever you are (shine)
wherever you are (shine)
whoever you are (shine)
hey, hey, i told ya

[chorus]
ridin’ with my top down, and my jewelry on
hey, i’m just getting my hood on
i’m just, i’m just, doing my thing
i’m just, i’m just, (pimp) doing my thing
hey (yup) hey (yup) hey (yup) hey
i said i’m ridin with my top down, and my jewelry on
hey, i’m just getting my hood on

[verse 1: nas]
it’s the late night greasy spoon patron
poolhall making
big bets, midsection got the 8 in
dior christian pimpin’
got that penal system diction
riffing, you don’t want it you snitchin’
spit a few at a traitor with that new ar
try to kill me i’m the leader, that’s coup d’etat
streetsweepers in that coupé all black
bitches want my chipped tooth back
steel mac, so my kufi never gets smacked
squeeze the fifth with a grip as i dip
from the paparazzi
still playing numbers (you can’t stop me)
still wearing bundles, and spark weed
if i ever say “queens get ‘em”, you know they got me
success, scandal, bone deep, personal beef
so lead by example, or get trampled
since hip hop is dead, this is the n
congratulations in order ’cause we did it again

[chorus]

[verse 2: nas]
the chain’s offensive
brain on airplanes, gucci frames are vintage
the two tec don in yukon’s and benzes
chicks who suck other chicks tits like infants
the apprentice but not trump
i’m the n-gga with glocks and pumps
that you don’t see much
sucker free from chumps
homes with cobblestones in front of ‘em
he’s got guns in cummerbunds, so understand you under son
don’t make me have you running from a hundred guns
don’t make me grab your only son
i’m coming from
a place tanqueray and weed’s the only escape
from phonies who hate
when you rolling with papes
that’s why the god party with juicy models
they mob me, denali, charlie luciano – hardly
have to tell y’all, i kill y’all
for spitting songs that involve me n-gga
original verbal assassin, have to carve me a n-gga

[chorus]

[verse 3: nas]
i got the armour tucked with the no drama luck
tatted up, everywhere, my neck, arms and stuff
like i roll my body around on wet comic books
the dalai lama prodded up, lighting chronic up
ugh, of course i’m at it again
you know n, i throw caution to the wind
i talk about the life i’m in
but i swear to god i may never write again
but if i hit em hard, they say the world must kneel
baddest girls gon lick my tim’ boot heel
sayin’ nas running out of time
this is my last chance
gotta shoots to kill, this is my last dance
i say hell nah, don dadda
goons act fly, fly swat ya
rapping ducks, modern day dracula’s
what you coming out your caskets for
this game been dead but guess who came back for more

[chorus]

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Rock N Roll : Swizz Beatz

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we gonna party, all night, let’s go, alright, we gonna rock and roll, who wanna rock and roll
party all night, let’s go, alright, we gonna rock and roll, who wanna rock and roll

i’m in this bitch like i wanna rock right now,
we so deep you motherfuckers might drown
i’m so fly tonight call me a night owl
i’m high as stars blue skies and white clouds
talking about let’s go crazy, let’s go ladies, they all follow soon
…tell it, yeah it’s a movie, watch the trailer if it don’t float out both, pop the sailor
party all night, party all night, a whole bunch of bitches this is the dog fight
begin in the cream, you know off right, a whole lot of smoke, i need fog lights
young money baby you can’t hold me, you can’t put me so you can’t fold me
lose your mind, out of control, i now pronounce you rock and roll, yeah

party, all night, let’s go, alright, we gonna rock and roll, who wanna rock and roll
party all night, let’s go, alright, we gonna rock and roll, who wanna rock and roll.

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Change Is Gonna Come : Swizz Beatz

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[Sam Cooke & DMX]
I was born by the river in a little tent
Oh and just like the river I’ve been running ever since
It’s been a long, a long time coming
But I know a change gonna come, oh yes it will

[Hook]
Change gon come
Ch-ch-ch-ch-change gon come
Ch-ch-ch-ch-change gon come
Ch-ch-ch-ch-change gon come
Ch-ch-ch-ch-change gon come
Ch-ch-ch-ch-change gon come
Ch-ch-ch-ch-change gon come

[DMX - Verse 1]
Man, shit slipped through the cracks
I flipped through the tracks
Lay it in the studio, flip through the wax
It’s time to bring the dark to the light
Change gon come but not without a fight
N-ggas say one thing than do another
Stab me in the back but say you my brother
Sh-t aint the same no more, it’s different
eh, eh, eh, eh man f-ck all the riffing
I got a point to prove and moves to make
Knew for a long time you dudes was fake
I know a muthaf-cking snake when I see one
They look like one and move like one
So you gotta be one

[Hook]

[DMX - Verse 2]
Man, I played this game, then played that one
Fell for a minute but bounced right back son
Can’t hold down the dog for long
Change gon come, thats the name of the song
You know what it is, cause you knew what it was
Let a n-gga go, I’ma do what it does
N-ggas sellin’ they soul just to get a buzz
I f-cks with you blood, I f-cks with you cuz
I’m out that (?) thats built for war
BFW, kickin’ in the door
We don’t take no for an answer
I’ma go hard cause I have to
Pull guard? and I’ma clap ya

[Hook]

[DMX - Verse 3]
Man, n-ggas get so caught up in their bullshit
They don’t know whats going on around them
Fake n-ggas I found them
Industry’s moving in a different direction
Kinda like a bitch with an erection
N-ggas been phoney for so long
Actin like they know me for so long
Time for cats to roll on
Here’s new writing on the wall
I can’t f-ck with you for real
I can’t f-ck with you at all

[Hook]

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Can A Drummer Get Some? : Travis Barker

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[Swizz Beatz]
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

[Game]
Boom, guess who stepped in the room
Dressed in black diamonds like a f-cking monsoon
Back from the dead but they never found my killer
So I jumped up out this grave like Michael Jackson in thriller
Iller than most emcee’s cause I be killin’ ‘em
Most emcee’s turn into ghost emcee’s
Yeah, give a drummer some
If 32 seville when that all black Hummer run
Face off, Nicholas Cage with a gauge
I’m famous for killin’ rappers, my style, grenade
Cook shit like Rae, the chef Raekwon
The beats are filet mignon without the A1.
Who walk like a pitbull, You? who bitch please
I ate your favourite rapper’s heart out with a 16
Didn’t hit the switch on something with fiends
Make money with Ruff Ryders, homie, thats Swizz Cheese!

[Swizz Beatz]
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

[Lil Wayne]
Bang, guess who checked in the game
Smoke in the air like LeBron James
Running this shit like he Ron Dayne
Pull out my dick and just pee on flames
She on Wayne, but she ain’t what I be on
I’m Leon, I pee on you pee-on’s for eon’s
I’m in my prime like Deion
I’mma shine like neon
I’m a Lion like Leon
But I’m ’bout to go off, cause that is all I know of
I don’t have to show y’all, I’d rather show off
Yeah, Travis on the Drums
Travis on the beat
Wayne got the smoke and Game got the heat
Weezy F I’m an F’ing star
Haha, get it? I’m an FN star
Ha, and it’s the Rock you bastards
If I’m the rockstar, will rock you bastards

[Swizz Beatz]
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

[Rick Ross]
Tupac and Juice riding … on the loose
King James round my neck, haters wish it was a noose
Long Maybach and I wish it was a coupe
Kush out the jar, car smellin’ like duke
Quarter milli on the seat, yeah I know I’m a goof
Designer underwear she knows I’m a goose
Got the wide body I’m a fat muthaf-cker
In Swahili I’m screaming “stack muthaf-cker”
Ya homie won’t stop until I decide to
Until then I’m making rollie’s for the homies to ride to
Smokes on the folds, folks wanna know
Bitch I’mma boss, best foots on the blow
Keep the hat pulled over, Big P on the front
Travis on the drums, big weed on the blunt
Being Savage where I’m from, Girls manage from the jump
Don’t trap me like a punk, Travis handing me the pumps, so…

[Swizz Beatz - x2]
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

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Can A Drummer Get Some : Travis Barker

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Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

Boom, guess who stepped in the room
Dressed in black diamonds like a f-cking monsoon
Back from the dead but they never found my killer
So I jumped up out this rave like Michael Jackson in thriller
Iller than most emcee’s cause I be killin’ ‘em
Most emcee’s turn into ghost emcee’s
Yeah, give a drummer some
If 32 seville when that all black Hummer run
Face off, Nicholas Cage with a gauge
I’m famous for killin’ rappers, my style, grenade
Cook shit like Rae, the chef Raekwon
The beats are filet mignon without the A1.
Who walk like a pitbull, You? who bitch please
I ate your favourite rapper’s heart out with a 16
Didn’t hit the switch on something with fiends
Make money with Ruff Ryders, homie, thats Swizz Cheese!

Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

Bang, guess who checked in the game
Smoke in the air like LeBron James
Running this shit like he run game
Pull out my dick and just pee on flames
She on Wayne, but she ain’t what I be on
I’m Leon, I pee on you pee-on’s for eon’s
I’m in my prime like Deion
I’mma shine like neon
I’m a Lion like Leon
But I’m ’bout to go off, cause that is all I know of
I don’t have to show y’all, I’d rather show off
Yeah, Travis on the Drums
Travis on the beat
Wayne got the smoke and Game got the heat
Weezy F I’m an F’ing star
Haha, get it? I’m an FN star
Ha, and it’s the Rock you bastards
If I’m the rockstar, will rock you bastards

Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

Tupac and Juice riding ? on the loose
King James round my neck, haters wish it was a noose
Long Maybach and I wish it was a coupe
Kush out the jar, car smellin’ like duke
Quarter milli on the seat, yeah I know I’m a goof
Designer underwear she knows I’m a goose
Got the wide body I’m a fat muthaf-cker
In Swahili I’m screaming “stack muthaf-cker”
Ya homie won’t stop until I decide to
Until then I’m making rollie’s for the homies to ride to
Smokes on the folds, folks wanna know
Bitch I’mma boss, best foots on the blow
Keep the hat pulled over, Big P on the front
Travis on the drums, big weed on the blunt
Being Savage where I’m from, Girls manage from the jump
Don’t trap me like a punk, Travis handing me the pumps, so…

Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a drummer get some
Can a, can a drummer get
can a, can a drummer get
Can, can a drummer get
(Can a drummer get some)

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We Keep It Rocking : Maino

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[Chorus]
New York city knows how to party
New York city knows how to party
New York city keep it rockin

they keep it rockin

[Maino]
Roll up in the club like blaow
we gon need our bottles right now
we gon make a toast to the town
drinks in the air, go shawty
welcome to my city, see the bright lights
diamonds on my wrists, bright lights
the fast cars, the hot girls, the night life
the blue yankee to the back, the white knights
sipping tequila with divas
I can’t stand, I’m too drunk, Jesus
people outta town call me Brooklyn
cause they know how I keep it, Brooklyn

[Chorus]

[Swizz Beatz]
Can have a party without showtime
Swizzy blanco from the Bronx yo
see me in my Aston, I’m moving real slow
Boston road to Dyer Ave
them n-gga, ahh for the life I have
I’m the one to make the artists blow, Nintendo
smoke emdo then go to party mode
put your hands up then go retarded though
damn, I got the beats to make the ground shake, earthquake
I do it for the empire cause I’ve been fire
you aint never seena monster like me you a liar

[Jim Jones]
soon as a step on the scene, you hear the bitches screaming
I’m looking like money, stick up kids scheming
spent 40 on the watch keep the wrist gleaming
I’m in the hood in the truck, got the whip leaning
in Harlem when I talk it’s like Godspeak
listen close little momma thats the car chill
vampire life I hear ya heart beating
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bay chill lil momma fore I start tweeting
and you can catch me up in stack town
or in the ghost in the Bronx is the background
?, heading back down
I got homies in the jungle that

[Chorus]

[Jadakiss]
Yo, take a strip up top
they turning n-ggas to mincemeat
it’s on as soon as you cross 110th street
yeah, you see poverty at it’s best
if we aint in the front of the lobby, we on the steps
yep, 100 deep in the ?
feel the floor shake when they start playing B-I
razors in the mouth, the shotguns is knee high
some of us rock true some of us rock Levi’s
ahh, but we all rock polo
don’t matter what the borrough, NY is the logo
talking to the popo’s a no-no
that should be a rule that’s global

[Joell Ortiz]
you know they had to to put the papi on it
like my fans, when I crowd dive, I’mma catch a body on it
Leopold scope shotty on it
I’m the hardest right now, I put my project library on it
Pun gone I’m the new Puerto Rico guy
? I don’t want it with the B-O-I
your rap image mad gimmick, he no lie
I just go all out like Margarito eye
yaowa, thats the call of my army
we’ll turn your face to a dance hall like cerami’s
now this a party, I got a little change but aint change
so send over a bottle of Bacardi

[Chorus]

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