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'We Fly' Lyrics - Terrace Martin (Ft. Snoop Dogg & Teedra Moses)
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I don’t go to hoes, these bitches come to me
I double up on them nigga, 3’s company
Now watch these hoes fly, soon as my dogs drop
In the air seat, motherfuck I’m fin to close ya
Birdie, birdie, birdie, it’s the doggy dog
Your big homie, the one and only, so …
I’m making … when I close my eyes to go to sleep
I’m counting billions while you rap niggas counting sheep
It’s a crazy thing to wake up play this crazy game
Ice cream sugar daddies and candy canes
My lil homies got that work is if you need it bra
Best believe he’s a killer and he’s heated up
Right back on the block, tryna dodge the cops,
I’m in the parking lot, macking as some …
I got a plane with the grill, but my favorite is my blue blue snoop deville
I got a house on the hill, representing to the wheel
And I just signed this brand new…deal, for real
I got what the fuck I want and that’s in every color low
From the bitches to the cars, to the dope that I smoke

Blueberry rumble, rumble purple trees
White willow, white … kush, cash, green
…and fly, so he just coming on
On this elevator ride,
Push the button to the penthouse
And he blew my mind inside
We goin farther than the moon and the stars
We fly as fuck, fly as fuck, at night

Me and the homie sitting corners
Do whatever we wanna
Tattered from head to shoulder, I’m from killa California
Where them boys in blues patrolling
And the bad ones they be chosen
So them hating niggas mugging
They don’t want it, I’m on a level
With stunting low pro in the callie
My southern niggas be dunking
Bucket 6 beats banging in your street
In the 6 3 some…easy does it on repeat
Shopping up with a freak, in them sheets
Bigger than a pumpkin
Going hard so they nodes when I’m strolling
They be on me like flies
And fin to press…as you rolling with a bindess
Minor fly, type of nigga like myself
G on the belt, adidas only stripes on the side, fly
He’s so damn fly
See dollar signs I’m fin to get them
Chilling down south with my niggas… we in the building

We heavy on the side today
We try to run that back again
And now I’m … cause I love the way it feels
When we,
We goin farther than the moon and the stars
We fly as fuck, fly as fuck, at night

Let’s go have a good time, leave your worries behind
I know, holding down, you down so good
We fly, fly, fly, fly, fly

On this elevator ride,
Push the button to the penthouse
And he blew my mind inside
We goin farther than the moon and the stars
We fly as fuck, fly as fuck, at night.

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'Tell Me' Lyrics - Childish Gambino (Ft. Heems)
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[Intro: Heems]
Rap rap, ahaha
Rap rap, ahaha
Hip-hop rap, ahaha
Rap, yo

[Heems]
I’m a soldier, I’m a mastermind
Flashing in the flashiest fashions that the masters buy
Passersby passing me asking me if they can match this fly
Maybe with a mastercard, ask this guy

[Childish Gambino]
I got a rush card, so I gotta stunt hard
Rush Limballin’ while I’m listenin’ to tune yards
Baby put your shoes on, we gon’ turn the club out
Dammit I broke my foot again, I might have to sub out
Nostalgia, Ultra, you hang with vultures
Nigga we eatin’ good like we Oprah’s roaches
Buenos noches

[Heems]
Buenos dias
Frida Khalo, papas fritas
We eatin’ good so they think we Free Masons
I’m about my paper like WB Mason
I’m about my paper like a Staples or an Office Max
Never have to off a cap, makin’ money off of rap
He went from potential abortion stat
To the cat that pay his mama’s mortgage cash
Lookin’ fancy in a foreign flash
Chammomele tea that we pour with splash

[Childish Gambino]
Yeah, remember Frutopia? That shit was delicious
But Snapple came back around and put ‘em out of business
Um, that’s a Snapple fact, used to eat Apple Jacks
That’s that Heems rhyme that I’m usin’ for this battle rap
Still got love for you, nothin’ like them other dudes
I am fly, you Hudson News
Leave MCs with cuts and bruise
Comfortable like Huxtables, but fuck eating my vegetables

[Heems]
Yo, how come they don’t sell batteries on the train no more?
I guess it’s cause the iPod came out
I guess it’s cause the iPod came out
Yeah, I’m fresher than Samantha, strange man
Aguala catch me up in Walhala, I’ll holla
I put Snapple in Vitamin Water for two bucks
Pepsi came and bought it, for nothin’ like what the fuck?
I’m from National Wholesale Liquidators
Rock bottom, Odd Lot and all the haters
Does Benihana even sell wontons?
Donald just put me on a bonton

[Childish Gambino]
Yes I did man, I goddamn did
I’m five foot ten, I might just win
I’m tryin’ not to die like them
Laid out in the street like Mr. Hooper, nigga
I remember havin’ to eat two scoops for dinner
But it’s all good, post Obama and post Ye
Three Six got an Oscar, it’s all okay
Man, I beg your pardon, Trayvon Martin
Atlanta is my home, but we treated like Martians
I used to be a square like a Marlboro carton
Like, niggas wasn’t callin’ me nigga like last week
Only nigga in some liquor brown pants as we speak
Yeah, Gambino say it twice, ATM machine, nawmean?

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'Lost My Way' Lyrics - Plan B
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‘Lost My Way’ is the new single from Plan B, taken from his forthcoming album ill Manors

I lost my way
…
No-ones going to come and save my soul

Lost my way
No going back
I’m stuck right here
And that is that
…

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'Still Got Love 4 Ya' Lyrics - Don Trip (Ft. Jeremih)
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Let’s chill, I don’t wanna settle down
It’s not what I want
It can be bad before, it can be bad afterwards
But when it’s good, it’s good

I still call your phone late at night
You answer cause you think I’m mister right
Your sex is the only thing I say
Damn the truth hurts, but I got love 4 you
I’m not in love with you no more
I’m not in love with you no more
I’m not in love with you
I’m not in love with you no more

Nah, no candles, no rose petals
I’m just tryna get licked like a closed letter
Say I’m tryna get neck like a gold …
Ain’t no love in my heart, you should have known better
But I love what’s in your pants like a gold treasure
We keep going back and forth it’s a broken record
I know I still melt your heart in the coldest weather
But the fact remains, we don’t belong together
Let’s chill, no darling I don’t wanna settle
Even when I’m feeling like your love is the best ever
Yes I got love for you, I’m not in love with you
This ain’t no love letter
That’s why you deserve more, I know you deserve better
But I’m not fit for you, I’m flyer than bird feathers
You love me to death though, I made need pound …
Cause you know I’m a dawg yo, you gonn need a dog catcher

I still call your phone late at night
You answer cause you think I’m mister right
Your sex is the only thing I say
Damn the truth hurts, but I got love 4 you
I’m not in love with you no more
I’m not in love with you no more
I’m not in love with you
I’m not in love with you no more

I swear I love it when it’s wet
And love it when it’s wrong
I don’t wanna be correct,
I don’t want your heart, I just want you out your dress
Let the kitten out the bag, and I’ll beat it to death
After that I’m taking off faster than a jet
Pack my parachute in case I have to press eject
I just wanna cores, no I don’t wanna connect
And send you back home without a higgy on your neck
It starts with a call then a picture gets text
And before you know it, we be at it like we just met
As if we ain’t split, as it I wasn’t your ex
A part of you was wishing it was more than just sex
Sorry baby our relationship wrecked
And I really wish you would just let the ship rest
Yes, to the left, to the left
Every feeling that we shared,
To the box, to the left

I still call your phone late at night
You answer cause you think I’m mister right
Your sex is the only thing I say
Damn the truth hurts, but I got love 4 you
I’m not in love with you no more
I’m not in love with you no more
I’m not in love with you
I’m not in love with you no more

So let’s chill, I don’t wanna settle down
It’s not what I wanna do
Take this time,
Let’s chill I don’t wanna settle down
It’s not what I wanna do
I wanna take this time to keep this real

I still call your phone late at night
You answer cause you think I’m mister right
Your sex is the only thing I say
Damn the truth hurts, but I got love 4 you
I’m not in love with you no more
I’m not in love with you no more
I’m not in love with you
I’m not in love with you no more.

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'Exodus 23:1' Lyrics - Pusha T
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[Hook: Pusha T]
Beef is best served like steak
Well done get a gun in your face, bitch nigga
Beef will have you praying to God
Move your kids have you hiding your mom
Beef is when you hide behind them other niggas
But they ain’t killers they ain’t pullin them triggers, fuck niggas
Beef will have you keying our cars
Heartbroke yours don’t look like ours

Them niggas ain’t dying for you X2

Throwing that flag up running around you hot shit
Taking half of everything you get

Them niggas ain’t dying for you X2

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
Contract all fucked up
I guess that means you all fucked up
You signed to one nigga that signed to another nigga that’s signed to three niggas
Now that’s bad luck
Damn that shit even the odds now
You better off selling this hard now
You call it living out your dreams
You can’t fly without your wings
You get it
Jeremy Scott’s are camouflaged
You can’t hide it from yourselves career sabotaged
I was really in that travel lodge
You just lying through your catalogs
Where the blood and the battle scars?
We the ones that judge juggling the gavels on
Put me to the body
First 48 put us to them bodies
Round here we don’t play that
A to the K that, spray that, lay back
You can keep your beats, nigga
We’d much rather share your bitch, nigga, bitch nigga
3 million can’t hide that
It shows in the homes I done tried that
That’s why you’ll never be my neighbors
Smile as you waving but we know you niggas hate us
Fuck you playing games for?
Don’t be scared get everything you came for
They got you talking that big shit
Little do you know we don’t miss shit
Them niggas using you as a pawn
You see they never loaded they guns
Now you out here by yourself
Ask Steve Jobs’ wealth don’t buy health

[Hook]

Them niggas ain’t dying for you X2

[Pusha T]
Throwing that flag up running around you hot shit
Taking half of everything you get

Them niggas ain’t dying for you X2

[Outro: Notorious B.I.G.]
What’s beef? Beef is when you need 2 Gats to go to sleep
Beef is when your moms ain’t safe up in the streets
Beef is when I see you
Guaranteed to be in ICU, one more time
What’s beef? Beef is when you need 2 Gats to go to sleep
Beef is when your moms ain’t safe up in the streets
Beef is when I see you
Guaranteed to be in ICU, one more time.

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'Money Makin’' Lyrics - A-Trak & Dillon Francis
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Money makin
Money making
Money, money making
Let’s go
I love that money
I love money, money, money
C’mon
Money makin
Money taking
Money makin
Money makin
Let’s go
Money makin
Money making
Money, money making
Let’s go
I love that money

Put the cash in my hand
Put the cash in my hand
Put the cash in my hand
Put the cash in my hand
Put the cash in my head
(repeat)

Money makin
Money taking
Money makin
Money makin
Let’s go

Money waking
Money, money makin
Money taking
Money, money money
I love that
I love that
Money, money, money

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'Let’s Talk' Lyrics - Omarion (Ft. Rick Ross)
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That’s all about you and me
Let’s talk about tonight baby
Let’s talk about all the good things that can happen
If you leave with me baby
You can see I’m hatin if you won’t to
But he can’t throw your body like I’m thrown to girl

will be continued..

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