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'Only That Real' Lyrics - Iamsu! Ft. 2 Chainz & Sage The Gemini
Here is Only That Real Lyrics by Iamsu! Ft. 2 Chainz & Sage The Gemini

[Hook: IamSu!]
I'ma throw this money (don't stop go crazy)
I'ma make it back (don't stop go crazy)
Said I'ma throw this money (don't stop go crazy)
And I'ma make it back (don't stop go crazy)
Only that real shit, that's what I'm talking about
Only that real shit, that's what I'm talking about
Only that real shit, that's what I'm talking about
Only that real shit, that's what I'm talking about

[Verse 1: IamSu!]
Found [?]
You can hang with us baby but you cannot stay
Bitches love a nigga you would think I'm Dre
I told her throw it back for a R-A-C-K
Don't stop get it get it one time for real
I know you got big dreams on your mind for real
I heard you trying to sing do wanna sign a deal
Or you wanna fall back just take your time and chill
I be out in New Orleans like please believe me
If you really fucking with me say Yeah like Jeezy
Ooh yeah, you like that I like that too
She got kicked out the club I brought her right back through
I got the juice like that, I could get away with murder
And if you ain't knowing you should go ahead and learn it
Burn it, hot shit cut it out like a surgeon
I'm splurgin on fly shit until the day that they bury me

[Hook]

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
My role model used to drive a Saab
Still got every chain I had from the store
Just a victim of identity theft
Them ho niggas, order Victoria Secret car
Figured your mom would have aged on
Money talk so I say song, play some
Why every time I do a feature, it feel like I ate some
Real shit, got the A locked with my rollie on the west coast
Call it bay watch, nigga they watch nigga
Put it in a safe box nigga
Put a fucking dread lock in her head
Throw this money, the trap my habitat
Woke up with money, cause I went to sleep with racks
Real shit

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Sage The Gemini]
This is why you know I'm the man
You say you hot but you ain't busting like a lava lamp
Breaking hoes hard to my B-Boy stance
Making this money Bye-Bye like the N-Sync dance
I be running in your mama like it's my last steps
And I'ma balling ass nigga bank with Max Preps
Ooh yeah, I'm from Seven oh Seven
Used to be on [?] from the 7-Eleven
You know she order it down for a mac
She make it jump like I'm holding on an iPhone app
Like holla, give her that brain [?]
Ride it like a skateboard going hard off this Rocket Power
Now this is only for family
Take your girl bring her back Friday like Stanley
The best french man but you will not [?] me
Racks on racks so you cannot ban me

[Hook]

[Outro]
Don't stop go crazy x4
Yeah

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'Keep Calm' Lyrics - Juicy J Ft. 2 Chainz, Jadakiss & Rico Love
Here is Keep Calm Lyrics by Juicy J Ft. 2 Chainz, Jadakiss & Rico Love

[Rico Love] {Hook}
All that flexin you’ve been doin ain’t gon get yo ass a check
It’s DJ Kay Slay, the drama king!
All that frontin you’ve been doin ain’t gon earn you no respect
Money can’t buy you respect!
Turn the lights on!
Pillow talkin with them hoes, you ain’t even havin sex
So keep calm
‘Cause all that loud shit only show them real niggas you don’t really want it
So keep calm and get money

[Verse 1:Juicy J]
30 block, 30 rounds, AK 100+
Better know it’s going down
Nigga think twice before runnin up
That old school my time machine
Hypnotize Minds with that dynasty
I’ve been a hustler, I take the work and I beat the block like Rodney King
Back in the day I was in the streets
And the trippy life was just a dream
I was grinding hard, selling everything
My trap was jumping like bed springs
Water whippin in that hoe’s house
Took in a bird, let’s throw it down
I got that work 24/7
Nigga my shop don’t close down
(Mafia!)
I be hustling til the sun come up
(Mafia!)
No handouts for none of us
These rap niggas ain’t no dope boys, they just put it in they rhymes
Listen close to Juicy J, you might find out how to grind
(Mafia!)

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Jadakiss)
Bitch I’m bout that, you ain’t gotta doubt that
All you gotta do is put yo money where yo mouth at
One of us gon leave today
He gon die either way
I’m push ya wig back, first take, Stephen A
I fall where they need to be
More than they need be yet
Gonna call the competition, these niggas is in the way
Don’t you know that in this night’s longer than this
That’s ‘cause I’m cut from a cloth that no longer exist
Different life style, red top, white thous
When I got the bank it was hard to put the knife down
All black life, kitchen cook, crack life
I don’t really know what yall bout, I’m bout that life

[Hook]

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
I’m going in, I don’t need a pen
Every time I sip my cup it cost me like 10
Hundred dollar swisha, take yo girl faster than Twista
Only come by god is when I’m lookin in the mirror
Red eyes, I devised a plan from hand to hand
I’m so fresh, I am like a walking mannequin
Right, got em lookin hella pants
I can traffic coco by the ambulance
One for me, I run the streets
Pockets on beams, my bitch petite
Talk is cheap but I won’t buy it
Got some good pussy, I’m gon try it

[Hook]

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'They Know' Lyrics - Cap 1 ft. 2 Chainz & Ty Dolla $ign
Here is They Know Lyrics by Cap 1 Ft. 2 Chainz & Ty Dolla $ign

(Verse)
Paid 100$ for some head nigga
Say you ain’t did it
I know a lick is 4 mill, nigga say you ain’t wit it
Now if we hit this lick nigga and you don’t wanna split it
Then it’s bop bop bop to yo motherfuckin 59
I don’t give a fuck, I don’t give a fuck
I pull up in that truck, pull up in that truck
I run that bitch over, call it truck fit
And yea I’m on my own, I’m screamin fuck it

(Verse)
Fuck it, I’m whippin it crazy
I’m ridin the foreign, I’m doin 1-80
My chain so heavy, my brain so deadly
Type of nigga bout a watch and change the benzi
They ain’t never seen me comin like this
Smoking on that gasoline in the VIP with these bigger lean
Fuck a trampoline cus all these bitches wanna do is jump on that dick
I hop on the fence, I’m up in it by co-defendants
Drink codeine for morning sickness
Yo dad was a motherfuckin snitch so nigga you were born a witness

(Verse)
I don’t split, accident forgiveness
Say my name by accident
Well at the end I do the drop
I fuckin pay the paper
This that Meech, I got the finest
You wanna be, be a singing wining
I am gangsta like the greatest cal with a jelly curl on the side
I like fires and breads, I have em stretched
I don’t even know where my phone at
Crib so motherfuckin big, yall don’t even know where my room at

(Hook)
Whip so fast they say there he go
Bitch so bad, man I think she know
Turned 100 to a mill, man I think they know
Duckin on the low, man I think they know
I think they know, I think they know
I think they know, yea yea I think they know
I think they know, I think they know
I think they know, yea yea I think they know

(Verse)
I think they know it, if they don’t then fuck it I show it
Blow it like you owe it, ordered ase of moet
I don’t get to going back to back and forth
All black I’m wanted, got trophies on, I send it back in the morning
That money comin, tryna stack it enormous
You niggas pussy, fuckin rat on yo homies
I think they know it, they know it, they know it
I got a plane that’s sittin round the corner
I got some bitches here from California
Got on my chains, I’m lookin like a dope boy
These niggas don’t want it, I put that maniana
My chain into 100, my belt Feragamo
Go to LA, we the plug in the Quintanas
I’m still the king of my city and they know it
And I paint pictures with words, I’m a poet
And I drop the top on my whip, and we soarin
A 50 a check then I’m in it, if niggas stay wit it then they get extorted
And I’m gone

(Hook)
Whip so fast they say there he go
Bitch so bad, man I think she know
Turned 100 to a mill, man I think they know
Duckin on the low, man I think they know
I think they know, I think they know
I think they know, yea yea I think they know
I think they know, I think they know
I think they know, yea yea I think they know

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'Booty' Lyrics - Juvenile ft. 2 Chainz
Here is Booty Lyrics by Juvenile Ft. 2 Chainz

Wear a booty hat
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You don’t have to get with me anyway
Nobody send you in that spot
And i’ll be that nigga that ...you’ll be no chick ...
Excuse me with all respect
You can’t help me cuz i rap
You probably want a deeper dog with the selfish shit
But i’m mot
I love women, i’m here for ém
...and they didn’t know
And i spend all my ...been ..and reform
I talk to my ..they talk crazy i ignore
I gave ém one of my real song
I sleep with ’m i sleep for ’em
Ain’t never like that casa
You can’t back it up when it’s flat
...your conversation
You better cover your mouth to get lay
This wores ready to survive
And this club is closing early
I was told to ...so i cam in here to get dirty
Wear, wear a, wear a booty hat
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Got everything in my main ..
Only thin i need it’s a...
I don’t know what you zipping on my spin call for for other
South side until i die
I cannot lie i...my name tag
...you got the ....you got under booty ...
Different square from the ...
Nigga hol it like ...
You know i keep that D way
So i got the motherfucker ear close
Nigga lay it down
Ass so motherfucker crack
Ain’t no wear when I
Has so motherfuking bad ..
Ass so motherfucking fat ain’t no rounded
...money told you got a crown
The i do my damn behind you
Crambel both my hands behind you
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You got too much chaize for a dollar seize
And I wander how you gonna shit
That booty probably like ...
One of my homies gotta eat
When you’ll be, you’ll be high and all you’ll be looking
Will be behind you
I try to put the ...you like Beyonce and Rihana
With big tidies and biga ass
I’ll bang ...she been that
She got money she got taxe
She’s not dumn. She’s not trash
I guess ..she turn on replay
Got real head, got reall leg
And she’s exrcise like jim class
Niggas like playing game and ...
They see me playing the ...
I’m the finest and they baught ....
As soon as i got the dick in her stomach
I’m glad in the club ...cuz if you would ...
I heard the booty was up in here ...
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'Y’all Aint' Lyrics - 2 Chainz (Ft. Cap 1)
Here is Y’all Aint Lyrics by 2 Chainz Ft. Cap 1

[Intro]
I don't know what it is
I ain't even been here
This is like I come home, I hear shit
They wish… they sneaks in, shit

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
I'm winning, I don't know no niggas here
Came in this motherfucker by myself
Smokin on strong, holdin on my dick
Like oh, my gold on, I'm talkin' gold mine
Niggas takin' shots at me, I send ‘em back
I tell ‘em hold mine
Now touch down, goal line

[Hook: 2 Chainz]
Y'all ain't killin' shit
Yeah, y'all ain't killin' shit
I'm on my mean ass shit,
My black leather and my yellow bitch
So tell your bitch, to go tell a bitch
I got a better bitch, ever since
I've been boomin' nigga

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
The bitch I'm with, looks just like she clueless
Work tape… she movin'
Daddy U-Haul, no RuPaul, that's no gay shit
No fake shit, I'm from the A, bitch
That gun talk, conversation
Fire!

[Hook: 2 Chainz]

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
Bitch I'm with look just like she Cuban
I met her in Miami by the pool and
My closet, so big we can play hoop in
Got your bitch in my living room and she droolin'

[Hook: 2 Chainz]

[Verse 4: 2 Chainz]
Extendo clip
You gon' need a ruler nigga
Yeah, I got brain, don't need a tutor nigga
No days off, Ferris Bueller nigga
Computer love? You gettin' love on a computer nigga?
Damn

[Hook: 2 Chainz]

[Verse 5: Cap-1]
Yeah, and since we been boomin' nigga
C4 we had detours and we stay on top of that mula nigga
Got another chick, with another bitch
And another chick that look sexy with me
Got a hundred bottles with the sparkles comin'
Turnt up in my section
Gettin' it like boom!
In the streets with that product
All we hold is them choppers
Southside and that's with an F
And that F still stand for fuck these niggas
Got a red bitch, and her head sick
And her ass fat, and we still get rich
Gone

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'Countdown' Lyrics - 2 Chainz (Ft. Chris Brown)
Here is Countdown Lyrics by 2 Chainz Ft. Chris Brown

[chris brown]
{hook}
lights out, count down
want you to take it off, right now
this the countdown
about to where you out
just wanna get up in like, yeah
lights out, countdown
want you to take it off, right now
this the countdown
about to where you out

[2chainz]
lights out, take your shirt off
my phone ringing for some work, bird call
then i take your girl, and swerve off
drop it in, load off
facial expression, it started off with a text and
the texting ended up special
and now you next to a blessing
it’s me, especially when i’m looking in your direction
if love is a drug then i’m arrested for your possestion

{hook}

[2 chainz]
24/7, 365 on them inner thighs
i memorize what i did when i’m inside
that in and out, that up and down
that side to side
i, spray paint them walls, i vandalize
crab legs by candle light
i break’em open, like i break you open
break you off, countdown, i’m taking off
you a hard worker baby knew you shouldn’t date a boss
5-4-3-2-1, i’m taking off
gone

{hook}

[chris brown]
please don’t make it easy
cause ima want you
all night
and you got something to teach me
and baby when i get it, ima get in it
and make love, love

{hook}

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'Twilight Zone' Lyrics - 2 Chainz
Here is Twilight Zone Lyrics by 2 Chainz

yeah roll another one cause i’m random
and my four door looking really photogenic
jam ‘em on the tire
interesting won’t expire
i’m in the class up and all my teacher got fired
money getting long pussy ray keep rising
versace outfit cost me 3.000
from the paint houses
did it from the weak hours
selling that chicken no lemon pepper,no sweat and sour
for she get the power then you get respect
i’m getting so much money i can buy you bitch
take it how you wanna,if you wanna take it
i like clubs where all the women working naked
feel in love with the wrenches what the fuck i’m thinking
bought that hoe a ring it was for her pinky
ah,that’s pimpin’ that’s slick
got her daughter a cologne cost more than your rental
skateboard on a nigga track
no lie,no lie, already got it black
mama got a house,daughter got a counse
just to think a nigga like me started with an ounce
bad bitches and deep boys would bring ‘em out
hit them niggers pussy,we tush ‘em
we clean ‘em out
this the voice of ghetto intelligence
if you got work go to work don’t work at your residence

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'Yuck' Lyrics - 2 Chainz (Ft. Lil Wayne)
Here is Yuck Lyrics by 2 Chainz Ft. Lil Wayne

[Intro]
Yuck Daddy! Yuck!
Yuck Daddy! Yuck!

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Uh, cut the top off, call it Amber Rose
Just bought a big body, time to paint the toes
Known to act a donkey on the camel-toe
Then take the camel-toe and turn it into casserole
2 Chainz talkin’ on the flake’s phone
Poof! Just like that the whole check gone
Former posturepedic I was slept on
So many chains on it look like my neck gone
My girl came through and brought an extra body
Now that’s an after party for the after party
Two-gun game, all black Ferrari
His and her Armani, put it in a tonic
And yeah, the bread good if the head good
Before benihana’s it was canned goods
Before canned goods it was similac
I’m from where they send sharks then we send ‘em back
A half a million dollars worth of crack money
Wrap your parents up, now you got a black mommy
Yeah I did it, true to my religion
Two guns on me, both with extensions
If you on the pole, play your position
I got enough dough to pay your tuition
Corduroy trues, with the skull cap
I just woke up, tell me where the drugs at
And after the drugs, where the girls at
And after the guns, where the love at
And if it ain’t no love, I’m like fuck that
Nigga I’m so dope, you could catch a fuckin’ contact

[Hook: Lil Wayne]
Good weed, bad bitch
Got these hoes on my dick like Brad Pitt
Woah, I seen it all before
The bitch got a man, but she schemin’ on the low
How it go? It go, fuck them other niggas cause I’m down for my niggas
My homies got the blickers, automatics no clickers
Huh? Codeine, no liquor
Man, life is a bitch, mine is a gold digger
I’m fucked, let’s fuck
She said she on her period, I said, “Yuck”
I called another bopper, I beat it like a copper
Two big chain, one big chopper, bitch

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
I got the chopper for the correspondence
The codeine got me standin’ horizontal
I had enough of the broken promises
So I’m in a room full of Pocahontas-es
And this shit is of the meat rack
Weed sack, big car, layin’ with my seat back
We next, weed never left, holla, we back
All this ice on my and my niggas playing freeze tag
Lord forgive me, this my fourth foreign
If you baby daddy lame, you should forewarn him
I come through with the yapper on
Turn that nigga into hot bologna
I’m the type of nigga cop a Rollie, cop a benz, cop a two
Then wear it all to Church, nigga Hallelu’
Uh, I’m from the trap where the block’ll pay you
Me and my nigga pass your ho like a hot potato
I be like you could get her, he be like you could get her
I be like you could have her, he be like you could have her
He be like, it don’t matter, I be like, me neither
Uh, my old school got twenty-sixes on it
And I got you girl kissin’ on me

[Hook]

[Outro]
Yuck Daddy! Yuck!
Yuck Daddy! Yuck!
Yuck-yuck-yuck Daddy!
Two big chain, one big chopper
Two big chain, one big chopper
Two big chain, one big chopper
Two big chain, one big chopper, bitch

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'Love Dem Strippers' Lyrics - 2 Chainz (Ft. Nicki Minaj)
Here is Love Dem Strippers Lyrics by 2 Chainz Ft. Nicki Minaj

Verse 1:
Let’s play big bank, take little bank
You are looking at a shark in a fish tank
When I’m in the kitchen, I make plenty cash
Tell shawty come here, she got plenty a**

Chorus:
Yeah, I love them strippers (x4)
In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine
So when I back back, I’m fronting on you niggas

(Repeat)

Verse 2:
First I back back, Louie back pack
Where’s Paris Hilton? Where’s Kat Stacks?
I’m round four with this ammunition
My camo come from Tru Religion
Them broke hoes can’t pay attention
Your cutie missing, New Edition
Mr. Telephone Man, there’s something wrong with my line
When I call my baby’s number, I get a click every time
Every line is dope, you can snort it
Working in the pot, I can make you do aerobics
I’m haterphobic, they mad cause I’m winning
They busy high and catching, mad cause I’m pinching!
All my bitches different, all my diamonds glistening!
My weed so loud, everybody listen!
They say it’s for the birds, so I bought a kilo!
My Boost Mobile chirping, it must be my amigo!

Chorus

Verse 3 (Nicki Minaj):
2 Chainz, You Fuckin’ Crazy.
Motherfuckas know I’m Fuckin’ Crazy.
Fuck wrong with these bitches lately?
Bitches better get on they knees and praise me.
Bitch I rep that Rich Gang.
Where’s Stunna? Where’s Wayne?
That’s red on my wristband, SB, Mack Maine.
Tell Tyga, lookin for this bitch called Blac Chyna.
Take a nigga bitch in a hot flash, metapause hot flash.
Yes that’s why I’m crowned Queen,
and I ain’t looking for the Prom King.
These hoes’ career’s ain’t promising.
Killing these bitches, crime scene.
Oooh, that’s how a bitch do it,
fifty black trucks gon’ follow when I pull up.
Dick shit hit you in the chin like a pull up.
My door so cocky, my door so stuck up.
Oooh, hop up out the space car.
Bitches stay pressed, I call them a spacebar.
Man I wish a bitch would, hundred-thousand dollar engine, I wish a bitch could.

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'Outta Control' Lyrics - Jeremih (Ft. Gucci Mane & 2 Chainz)
Here is Outta Control Lyrics by Jeremih Ft. Gucci Mane & 2 Chainz

(x2)
gucci mane and jeremih
see you flying too high you a damn lie,
i could stay higher than a super-fly
stay up like vampire.
tryna lock on like a ??
she oc , she crazy.
shoot came is amazing,
their game is blazing, gucci
breezy would’ve stayed in,
i don’t flew in for the weekend.
can’t remember what we’ve gambled
but i hold to that shit til the end.
she so cool, she plain’ my friends
matched shoes, crystal louboutin
she locked, but we sparked out.
got a little ??
came in everyday like jet li
ten dollar chain like mr lee
real freak? no mr reed
on the bend, on the deck she missing me.
this war friend, is history
?? pussy up, no sympathy.
wild way to the drive way ??
but it’s hard to drive
cause she all over me!

they ain’t all i used to know,
nobody got the reason ?? or so,
it could satellite sometime she tryna let it go.
heading for distraction when everybody know.
this is outta control, she’s outta control.
she’s outta controlling
she, she outta control.

what’s your name? shall know
where you from? up?
you’re tryna sell your skin tone,
it 101 light. like the basketball
we can do this 101.
i got to let you. she killer
she educated ??
she won’t be me long.
old boyfriend jack, she ?? baby on us
but, now i’m hoping she call up
she act me, she follow.
chase my stairs to station ??
on my bumble no bass outta control. outta control.
bass outta control.

they ain’t all i used to know,
nobody got the reason ?? or so,
it could satellite sometime she tryna let it go.
heading for distraction when everybody know.
this is outta control, she’s outta control.
she’s outta controlling
(she lost control.)
she, she outta control.

she, she outta control,
she on the patron,
she tell that she loved me
i said i’d lay your mouth.
i got her on my suit
i said suck my swag.
call her face time, call her ipad
she’d be running through my mind,
boarding your decks
i’m the type of fire new crabbing your glass
i’m the type of fire new call it all cast.
but type two i’ma mash
i like girls with them ass up.

they ain’t all i used to know,
nobody got the reason ?? or so,
it could satellite sometime she tryna let it go.
heading for distraction when everybody know.
this is outta control, she’s outta control.
she’s outta controlling
(she lost control.)
she, she outta control.

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'Flossin' Lyrics - 2 Chainz
Here is Flossin Lyrics by 2 Chainz

(Hook x2)
I came in a porche
I came in a floss
I got a phone full of dimes
I don’t know which one to call oh
I just know I wanna floss
I don’t know if I should cheat
‘Cause I love my nina rose yeah

(Verse)
I got a thing for my nina
And some things we did between ‘em
Them niggers acting dirty
We gon’ take ‘em to the cleaners
In a beamer with Sabrina
A daddy got the refill baby
Daddy in the chain game
He got it out in december
It’s a cold world fast brakes, no words
Even when I rap I have to spit cold words
Making niggers see my view Whoopi Goldberg
How could I get caught over if I had a chauffeur,over
Treat the backseat like a couch
Treat these other niggers like trop realla man
Throw ‘em out realest here
Rep the south know the ends
And the out being like I got 3oh 3 at my house

(Hook x2)
I came in a porche
I came in a floss
I got a phone full of dimes
I don’t know which one to call oh
I just know I wanna floss
I don’t know if I should cheat
‘Cause I love my nina rose yeah

(Verse)
I’m in love with the bitch we clicking like a lighter
Take her everywhere I go because I’m not trying to bite you
Every touch a pop off you make a nigga like it shorty
Here’s a show off you don’t want to see the hive
But I can make the car squat I jam my niece with diapers
I’m shittin’ er’where like a dog who got real
I scroll through my phone call my girl from Tanzania
And yeah I got the porsche she said I’m on ‘em and it’s me
You niggers park back like you play the sellafield
I’m hungry I got a taste for a different meal
I pulled up in that 4 door , oh no
Keep an eye on ‘em Tony Romo
Pass the remote I’m on I’m ’bout to turn it on
I saw you on something different than what I’m burning on
I was on the corner when I first perform
With my hands in the air and told all the cars
Come on

(Hook)
I came in a porche
I came in a floss
I got a phone full of dimes
I don’t know which one to call oh
I just know I wanna floss
I don’t know if I should cheat
‘Cause I love my nina rose yeah

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f-ck this pu$$y, boy. f-ck it

[hook]
do my dance on your dick, uh you know you love this shit.
do my dance on your dick, uh you know you love this shit.
do my dance on your dick, uh you know you love this shit.
do my dance on your dick, uh you know you love this shit.
do my dance on your chick, uh you know she loves the dick
do my dance on your chick, uh you know she loves the dick
do my dance on your chick, uh you know she loves the dick
do my dance on your chick, uh you know she loves the dick

[tyga: verse 1]
lamborghini, you dont even see me
bad bitch no bikini taking shots of henny
order calamari said she want the fettucine
five star bitches my bitches dont eat at denny’s
running city, you run a lap trying get with me
im all in her red skin, like i played for washington
im 5’8′ but 6’10, my dick stand like superman
shawty lean that bitch
shawty lean dat bitch
meals cause im hot
trigger finger keep that pu$$y wet
bills in my fish
shawty she gonna dance on my dick
meals cause im hot
trigger finger keep that pu$$y wet
bills in my fish
shawty she gonna dance on my dick

[hook]
do my dance on your dick, uh you know you love this shit.
do my dance on your dick, uh you know you love this shit.
do my dance on your dick, uh you know you love this shit.
do my dance on your dick, uh you know you love this shit.
do my dance on your chick, uh you know she loves the dick
do my dance on your chick, uh you know she loves the dick
do my dance on your chick, uh you know she loves the dick
do my dance on your chick, uh you know she loves the dick

[2 chainz: verse 1]
she got her booty cheeks on my loui sheets
she can do it on the poll but can she do it on me?
her flexin ass, let me see you flex dat ass
i don’t call i just text dat ass and buy fresher bag
python, all gold no ice on
nothing but shaved pu$$y in my iphone
and this right here a no fly zone, and your not us so dont try hoe
i buy cars, i buy homes, my antidote for my katapulpe
im unthrew their, vanz shoes this a new pair
chains on this two pair
make your girl buy new hair
boy that pu$$y out… like new gear hoe

[hook]
do my dance on your dick, uh you know you love this shit.
do my dance on your dick, uh you know you love this shit.
do my dance on your dick, uh you know you love this shit.
do my dance on your dick, uh you know you love this shit.
do my dance on your chick, uh you know she loves the dick
do my dance on your chick, uh you know she loves the dick
do my dance on your chick, uh you know she loves the dick
do my dance on your chick, uh you know she loves the dick

[tyga: verse 2]
uh f-ck yeah bitch, through it back don’t be scared of it
uh f-ck yeah bitch, through it back don’t be scared of it
uh f-ck yeah bitch, through it back don’t be scared of it
uh f-ck yeah bitch, through it back don’t be scared of it

throw it back
throw it back
throw it back
dont be scared of it

[hook]
do my dance on your dick, uh you know you love this shit.
do my dance on your dick, uh you know you love this shit.
do my dance on your dick, uh you know you love this shit.
do my dance on your dick, uh you know you love this shit.
do my dance on your chick, uh you know she loves the dick
do my dance on your chick, uh you know she loves the dick
do my dance on your chick, uh you know she loves the dick
do my dance on your chick, uh you know she loves the dick

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[Intro: 2 Chainz]
Yeah
Birthday, it’s your birthday
If I die bury me inside that Louie store

[Hook: 2 Chainz]
They ask me what I do and who I do it for
And how I come up with this shit up in the studio
All I want for my birthday is a big booty girl
All I want for my birthday is a big booty girl
When I die, bury me inside the Gucci store
When I die, bury me inside the Louie store
All I want for my birthday is a big booty girl
All I want for my birthday is a big booty girl

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
She got a big booty so I call her Big Booty
Scrr Scrr, Wrists moving, cookin’ to it
I’m in the kitchen, yams everywhere
Just made a ? I got bands everywhere
You the realest nigga breathin’ if I hold my breath
Referee, with the whistle, hold his tech
Extendo, extendo roll
When your girl leave me she need a hair salon
Hair weave killer, goin’ on a trapathon
See I done have more bars than Pakistan
bomb, bomb, and a bomb
She ?, I’m borin’ you in will call
When I die, bury me inside the jewelry store
When I die, bury me inside the Truey store
True to my religion, true everything I’m too different
So when I die, bury me next to 2 bitches

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Ah, Yeezy Yeezy how you doing huh?
It’s my birthday, I deserve to be greedy huh?
She holding out, she ain’t givin’ to the needy huh?
You go downstairs and fall asleep with the T.V on
Ya’ll been together ten years, you deserve a menaj
‘Specially if you put that BMW in the garage
‘Specially if you paid a couple payments on her mamma crib
Weren’t you at niece’s graduation? Man, I hate those kids
Last birthday, she got you a new sweater
Put it on, give her a kiss, and tell her, “Do better”
She said, “How ’bout I get you jewelry from the Weston?”
How ’bout she hit the West End and get her best friend?
I’m jokin’, I’m just serious, I asked her
Don’t be actin’ like no actress, if we preachin’ then we practice
Don’t be reachin’, don’t be touchin’ shit
We in Kanye West’s benz, cause I will turn you back to a pedestrian

[Hook]

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz (Kanye West)]
It’s your birthday, it’s your birthday
Bad bitches contest, you in first place
You in first place, you in first place
Bad bitches contest, you in first place
I show up with a check to your work place
(Then hand the valet the keys to the Mercy)
Tell the DJ play your song, this shit come on
(What I’m seein’ from the back I can’t front on)
They ask me what I do and who I do it for
When I die, bury me inside the booty club
Get it good, get it good, get it get it good
I might switch it up and get you good

[Hook]

[Outro: 2 Chainz (Kanye West)]
Deuce and Ye
We like Snoop and Dre
And this your birthday, baby?
You deserve a coupe today
(You in first place, you in first place)
(Bad bitches contest you in first place!)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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All I rock is polo, dollar sign my logo
Then I drop the top, on my car call it porno
Yeah I’m the realest, you can ask your bm
Shawty I’m the shit, aka the pimp
Warup Dj Scream, Cory what’s happenin’
Spins on the beat, Tity Boi rappin’
Its time to turn up, told em let’s do it
And I’m from the A, can I hit up with that unit

I’m an astronaut, I’m a nasa, I’m a rock star, I’m a shotta
With a bomber clock, who wanna test me
Yeah girl she wanna sex me
Carrese me, for me she turn to lesbi
I’m tuned into the radio, I count up all these fetti
Ay DJ Spinz freebandz, Cory B freebandz, DJ Scream freebandz, Talk to me freebandz
Ay DJ Spinz freebandz, Cory B freebandz, DJ Scream freebandz, Talk to me freebandz

I’m so fucking turnt up with this hood bitch
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
But on some hood shit, I fuck with the real niggas
In the trap with the goonies and a drug dealers
I’m so, I’m so turnt up, with this hood bitch
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
But on some hood shit, I fuck with the real niggas
In the trap with the goonies and a drug dealer

I’m canned up, hood shit, real nigga, hood rich
Bad bitches only, but she must be a hood bitch
I’m riding round in your city, strapped up and I’m getting in
Lambo, nascar, loud pipes and I’m in it
Top down, my chain on, you a real nigga that’s the same song
Block photo my aim on, little fuck boy, you a lame hoe
I’m turned up, can’t turn me down
I’m sacked up and I’m head’ to town
…can’t burn me down, and you know the town

This hood rich radio, you better not change the station
It’s Gucci mane la flare they say I changed the nation
I’m a trapper slash rappers yea that’s my occupation
And I don’t cary chump change all I do is carry faces
I’m monopoly, I ball, I think I’m Dominique
Primetime like Dion, I make them kiss my cleats
I brought you juice, I brought you flock, Now whos the next blow?
I’m so boulder crest, so Texaco, so Cresham road

I’m so fucking turnt up with this hood bitch
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
But on some hood shit, I fuck with the real niggas
In the trap with the goonies and a drug dealers
I’m so, I’m so turnt up, with this hood bitch
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, call it hood rich
But on some hood shit, I fuck with the real niggas
In the trap with the goonies and a drug dealer
Long live the hustle coming soon!

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Drumma boy, oh yeah, oh yeah boy
Warrup drum? Oh yeah, you feel me?
Oh, that’s what we doin’ man
Doing up on a lot of people
2 chaaaaiiinnnzz
One thing I know,
These niggas cannot do it like me
2 chaaaaiiinnnzz

[Hook] x 2
Can’t do it like me, can’t do it like me
Can’t do it like me, can’t do it like me
Can’t do it like me, can’t what
Can’t do it like me, like me, like me,
Can’t do it like me, like me, like me, oh yeah
Can’t do it like me, like me, like me, oh yeah

Most these niggas try but they can’t do it
That’s unlikely
Know this when you see the work
You know that is unlikely
A replicated imitation, you can’t beat me slightly
You know soon as you hear the track
No question mark or might be
I’m bishop they buy me, I’m off the hook, off the hook
Got these niggas in check mate, off the hook, off the hook
Bitch I’m bout the turnt up, let them lamers burn up
Niggas ain’t got my work at the dawn
Hustling till the sun up
Continue to set the standards, rearrange the plans
Ever since I’ve been in, I’ve been stacking them brands
From a …off, like firecrackers, I’m too hot to tame
For the e way, I’m rolling out, just stay out of my lane

[Hook] x 2
Can’t do it like me, can’t do it like me
Can’t do it like me, can’t do it like me
Can’t do it like me, can’t what
Can’t do it like me, like me, like me,
Can’t do it like me, like me, like me, oh yeah
Can’t do it like me, like me, like me, oh yeah

When I slow down they say speed it up
When I speed up they say slow it down
I’m money bound
I’m so high, I could eat a cloud
Mister child, y’all … your girl is so thirsty now
My man swag like … every verse is a murder trial
Versatile, style on top of style on top of style yeah
When I say I hop the I stand for eye lens
When I fly, no eye temps, when I land, I buy them
New clothes, your hoes, ain’t shit, I’ll but them
Dollar signs my eyes lids, now I see the big picture
HD, flat screens, tv’s, ain’t side just pop pills
And ain’t no comparing us, man we do it major
And if they ain’t talking bout shit
Tell them eat so toilet paper

[Hook] x 2
Can’t do it like me, can’t do it like me
Can’t do it like me, can’t do it like me
Can’t do it like me, can’t what
Can’t do it like me, like me, like me,
Can’t do it like me, like me, like me, oh yeah
Can’t do it like me, like me, like me, oh yeah.

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

(Verse 1:)
What goes up must come down
And if I stay down, then I don’t come up
Life a bitch, I got my had on the but,
Foot on the clutch
On my new wonder, smokin’ a blunt.
Tired of all sililaquez, service squeeze
Still use a triple B for insominity
And please, if bein’ broke is your disease
I took a test and passed and nigga I’m clean.
Promethazine poured in the 2 liter
Got my gorillas with me, and I’m the zookeeper
See, you ain’t seen it all until you’ve seen it all
If life a movie you never know when it might pause.

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

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[DJ Drama]
You see I been waiting
Waiting on that time
Feel me if you been waiting on yours
That moment…
Is close

[Hook: Jeremih]
Tired of living day to day like everything is alright
Just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Old dude met mom it was on
Then he named me over a phone, prison term
Live and learn, sippin’ syrup with my vision blurred
Take this cup of reality, niggas finna err
When you start from the bottom you can see the top
So when you get to it, don’t let ‘em see the spot
Next thing you know you lookin’ for a rent sign
Upper echelon, bitch we skip line
I remember reminiscing in the kitchen like
I wonder when the Braves gon’ win it
I wonder when the Falcons gon’ get here
Pyrex vison, made more than I ever made with DTP this year

[Hook: Jeremiah]
Tired of livin’ day to day like everything is alright
Livin like theres one thing on my mind
Just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment
Waiting on my moment
you say you got that OG hell
Next time thats mine
Long as I stay hustlin im gon’ shine
Just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Just waiting on my moment
Bad hoes im shonin
Time came and I owned it
Just like Lebron James and start ballin
When I touch the block I cracked the block
When I pulled up in that ? drop
With that roof off and my shoes off
On you bitch niggas, Real talk
Real nigga in my hood, who errbody gon’ root for
They see my come from that bottom
Where errbody get bout it
They told me get em, I got em
Now im here nigga like yeah nigga
Just rolls royce and Bugattis
And m4 this year nigga
If I dont grind, I dont shine
If I dont shine, then I don’ eat
Won’t eat, then ima starve
If ima starve, I pull heat
On all yall bitch ass niggas
All yall rich azz niggas
Cuz if I don’ make no money nigga
Im gon’ take yo money nigga

[Hook:]

[Verse 3: Jeremiah]
Since life ain’t promised..
Live it up live it up live it up
Here before it come this far
Give it up give it up give it up
“I won’t” give it up give it up give up
Until I have it all, YEAH

[Hook:]

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[Chris Brown]
J-j-j-just go ahead and do the right thing, do the right thing
Do the right thing, ohh
Just go ahead and do the right thing, do the right thing
And girl if you won’t get naughty
I don’t need a key, i just push button and start it on

[Hook]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (girl you a pro)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (on the, on the floor)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (yeah girl you got my heart)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (do it, do it)
Ah-ah-ah-ah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (girl you a pro)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (on the, on the floor)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (yeah girl you got my heart)
Oh yeah, oh yeah (do it, do it)

[Verse 1]
Niggas spend a hundred thousand on bottles
Baby girl you’re gone
Ugly girls be quiet, all the models scream i’m performing
Two bad ones with me
It’s three somethin’ in the mornin’, get it
Jump hump until the morning, now get it
Her mouth open, she yawn, and get it
I’ve been on it all day
But if she come my way, i’ma put on my shades
Still giving me face
But then your girlfriend’s hatin’ cause you’re m.I.A
But you’re over my place
I’m the king in my city you can have it your way
I’m the cameraman set the camera up
Put the booty up, then we can press replay

Your friends, can’t tell me nothing
Leavin’ with me, know you want it
It’s in your eyes, don’t tell me lies
Girl you need no disguise, let me give it to you like ohh

[Hook]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (girl you a pro)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (on the, on the floor)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (yeah girl you got my heart)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (do it)
Ah-ah-ah-ah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (girl you a pro)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (on the, on the floor)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (yeah girl you got my heart)
Oh yeah, oh yeah (do it)

[2 Chainz]
…

Your friends, can’t tell me nothing
Leavin’ with me, know you want it
It’s in your eyes, don’t tell me lies
Girl you need no disguise, let me give it to you like ohh

[Hook]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (girl you a pro)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (on the, on the floor)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (yeah girl you got my heart)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (do it)
Ah-ah-ah-ah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (girl you a pro)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (on the, on the floor)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (yeah girl you got my heart)
Oh yeah, oh yeah (do it)

[Snoop Dogg]
….

Girl you a pro,
On the, on the floor
Yeah, girl you got my heart
Do it, do it, do it

Go ahead and do the right thing, do the right thing
Do the right thing, oh
Just go ahead and do the right thing, do the right thing
And girl if you won’t get naughty
I don’t need a key, i just push button and start it on

[Hook]
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (girl you a pro)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (on the, on the floor)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (yeah girl you got my heart)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (do it)
Ah-ah-ah-ah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (girl you a pro)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (on the, on the floor)
Oh yeah, oh yeah, (yeah girl you got my heart)
Oh yeah, oh yeah (do it)

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sweat, aha! sweat!
..cause the boys in the back getting my dough
…trying to get in, that’s…
turn up, i’m going in,
i show you how to move to my tempo
yeah, i know you like this tempo
you know what you’ve been for
i’m about to give you that hint for

chorus: (x2)
if let me in your head, what you…
try to see you sweat, what you…
aha! yeah! aha sweat!

i could teach you a lot of cool shit
never met a girl that could this
that… got you off work
but i’mma put you in my movie
you like it, i lose it
all in your mind, don’t lose it
that bum bum, so bum bum
you’re saying…
i show you how to move to my tempo
yeah, i know you like this tempo
you know what you’ve been for
i’m about to give you that hint for

chorus: (x2)
if let me in your head, what you…
try to see you sweat, what you…
aha! yeah! aha sweat!

you gonna learn the day, you gonna earn the day
i’ll be in the scope like aftermath
get on the rose, do it the wrong way
might do foreplay after six
they ask me how i’m doing, and i tell them i’m very blessed
and i… chest to chest
it’s pheromones, nobody…
carry on on my shoulders
lv the logo, make your… get down…
truck that i …
big stone i …that, don’t act right, i’m gonna … back

chorus: (x2)
if let me in your head, what you…
try to see you sweat, what you…
aha! yeah! aha sweat!
hold on, hold on, hold..

chorus: (x2)
you let me in your head, what you…
try to see you sweat, what you…
aha! yeah! aha sweat!
sweat, sweat, sweat

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