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Mac Miller - Glow Lyrics and Video (Ft. Pharrell)
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Mac Miller,
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'Glow' Lyrics - Mac Miller (Ft. Pharrell)
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you see that glow that hot gloss,
that hot gloss, that hot gloss.
you see that glow that hot gloss,
that hot gloss that hot gloss
i fuck around with that playmate
twenty thousand my day rate
eight and seven course meal now
people say that i gain weight
all you rappers you ain’t safe
pull money save face,
been the shit still the shit
just double up, exchange rate
guess i’m just grown up now
..shut the fuck down
had this beat to pick said i need the beat
to show this clowns i don’t fuck around
asking me about money, wonder what’s my network
people tryin to consume me, but i call up jay g network
yeah i glow, they don’t
i suppose let em go
spend t-rex on my coat
fuck a whip just bought me a boat
my flow is gross,
be brave get it i was toast
without one the reason
you aint’ close, get it, no
chorus:
oh you ain’t now, oh you ain’t now
since i was bond, since i was bond
my mom was gone, my mom was gone
no i was pow,
girl my mom any bitch i just go, i just go
and my wrist was cold, my wrist was cold
my love will snow, my love will snow
but i need light foe
girl i’m burning the bitch i just glow
i’m so special, i’m so special
i’m so special, i’m so special
i’m so special, girl i’m burn is a bitch i just glow
i’m so special, i’m so special
i’m so special, i’m so special
i’m so special, i’m so special
girl i’m ridin a bitch i just glow
i grab a lot, grab a lot, don’t be afraid to just act a shot
have jam like when shot grab a lot
i’m going in like a madden shot
don’t rap sweet like app cops
shut the fuck up you don’t have to talk
i’ma lay back and my ass on top
got the game on match a lot sucker
you don’t see cash a lot, bitch act like you bet you not
pull my dick in her ass twice and
look back like that the spot
pull me i’m counting money, playing round the money
shawty i ain’t shit with asking money
like a bout to money
well kind of ease if you out of money
mad millions that’s the name
most dough that’s the game
drunk a bit so glad you came
so i’m taking off the clothes tryin have the train
hoes lovers tryin to fuck with no robbers fuck out me
nigga fuck each other, on tour nigga fuck the runner
mother fucker just shit you..
you ain’t fuck around my team
tryin to live it all of your dreams
here to kill yourself esteem
and my flow as parrow
smoke a blunt and my eyes clothes
middle fingers but..and it’s..
[chorus:]
i’m just eating that ..slime
mother fucker
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Mac Miller & Pharrell - Onaroll Lyrics and Video
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Mac Miller,
Pharrell
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Yeah,
I be eatin’ that pink slime
Hahaha
Here we go
Got my chick makin’ drinks with that cream
While I’m taking sips of that lean
Life ain’t a bitch, if you make a wish
You might break a record like me
Got a mil at the age of 19
But I may just give that back
To show my friends I can do it again
If I start it off from scratch
All I do is rap
You can run and tell them hoes that
Plumber, it’s nice with no rubber
She like when I f-ck her like that
This rap’s what I do
But I been fly, been fly
You’re now inside of my sick mind
That pink slime, pink sli…
Hook:
She get good grades suckin’ d-ck
What more could you ask for
Big ol’ butt, love to f-ck
What more could you ask for
F-ck with drugs, fall in love
What more could you ask for
What more could you ask
What what more could you ask
Go a hundred miles an hour
Ridin’ around the city
Smokin’ on that sour
Couple bad ones with me
Used to rock all my brothers clothes
Now designers brands got a bunch of those
Got a bunch of diamonds and a bunch of gold
Ridin body coffin like f-ck ‘em though
Hoes turn bad for that mess
I’m busting nuts on her fur vest
My life is like a circus
My head’s a little unfurnished
She on a roll, she needs this
Her ass round like Venus
My penis, her cleavage
That freaky bitch, Jesus
Hook:
She get good grades suckin’ d-ck
What more could you ask for
Big ol’ butt, love to f-ck
What more could you ask for
F-ck with drugs, fall in love
What more could you ask for
What more could you ask
What what more could you ask
I’m switchin’ up my flows
Sellin’ out these shows
Pop a bottle a Don P
And spill it all on my clothes
Man mac is so grown
Made a business all on my own
These labels callin’ my phone
But I made this business all on my own
Gimme that bass bitch, I’ma bass head
Love to break shit ’til it make a mess
I wrote myself another blank check
I’m f-ckin it, do the AIDS test
Winner Heisman, I’m MVP
I’m San Marino, you sandusky
MC Hammer, they can’t touch me
Skateboard P, he be on that beat
[Hook:]
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Usher - Twisted Lyrics and Video (Ft. Pharrell)
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What we doin is gonna have a lot of fun
Me and you today, come on
You gotta get twisted it to the left, get twisted it to the right
Get twisted like you love it, get twisted day and night
You gotta get twisted it to the left, get twisted it to the right
Get twisted like you love it, get twisted day and night
She felt so alive, said at home life is so dead
20 of us on vest… uh there she go then
Uh can I hold that
What you talking bout? Ho ahead forehead
Tell her home girl now it’s getting worse…
And I was tryna hook her up with Usher
So I gave her that white Chanel lipstick
She said how you get more out twisted
You got it twisted, now tell why you wanna do me that way?
You got it twisted, you introduced me … you know I don’t play
So there you have it looking stupid, but I …
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The Game - It Must Be Tough Lyrics and Video (Ft. Pharrell)
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Chorus:
It must be tough, seeing your boys doing the same shit
Ride around in things that you can’t get!
With the windows down, puffing like it ain’t shit
It must be tough, it must be tough
Seeing the glam from a…
Seeing twenty … looking dangerous
Everybody… the same shit
Count money, nigger!
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Thousands, thousands, thousands!
It must be tough!
It must be tough watching a nigger ball like…
My cause is all yellow, my broads is all yellow!
What’s wrong with you, fellows?
You’re fucking off my energy
Used to be my ace, now you’re wasting my Hennessy.
The remedy for haters is crack tables in Vegas
That cracking getting … I’m stacking that paper baby
Maybe I should get a maybe, or maybe I should baby
My cash money is crazy, I crashed my Mercedes.
And bought me a Ferrari, the license plates say sorry
The inside is safari, you think…
When the sun hit that bitch, land on my wrist..
you better keep your arm on your bitch, man, or you will ..
And it’s insane, man!
Your bitch gonna make it rain…
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Chorus:
It must be tough, seeing your boys doing the same shit
Ride around in things that you can’t get!
With the windows down, puffing like it ain’t shit
It must be tough, it must be tough
Seeing the glam from a…
Seeing twenty … looking dangerous
Everybody… the same shit
Count money, nigger!
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Thousands, thousands, thousands!
It must be tough!
I brush them haters off, like fuck out of here
Open my garage, pull that Porsche truck lout of here
Like fuck out of here, I’m…
I’m jump in my … doing like …
I’mma ride it, yeah, I’m a roller, bitch!
I might be doing…
I get money with the players, they’re ducking and dug…
For my bread, bring the… cause they’re sick on the..
Acting like I don’t get it, act it like I don’t hustle
Acting like I don’t get it, acting like I don’t rustle
..you wonder where I be, acting like I don’t trust you
…fuck you, next time I see you, I cut you!
..cause last I hunt you, I felt the negative energy
Nigger I could have snuffed you!
Buy a hater cause I’m feeling like Jedi
Nigger, we gonna make it!
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Count money, nigger!
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Ten, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Thousands, thousands, thousands!
It must be tough!
Count it up!
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Count money, nigger!
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Ten, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Thousands, thousands, thousands!
It must be tough!
How many cars we got, nigger?
Thousands, thousands!
How many cribs we got, nigger?
Thousands, thousands!
How many whores we got, nigger?
Thousands, thousands!
How many times we told ya?
Thousands, thousands!
How many … we got, nigger?
Thousands, thousands!
How many guns we got, nigger?
Thousands, thousands!
How many haters we got, nigger?
Thousands, thousands!
Damn, it must be tough!
Chorus:
It must be tough, seeing your boys doing the same shit
Ride around in things that you can’t get!
With the windows down, puffing like it ain’t shit
It must be tough, it must be tough
Seeing the glam from a…
Seeing twenty … looking dangerous
Everybody pay… the same shit
Count money, nigger!
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Thousands, thousands, thousands!
It must be tough!
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Tyga - Lil Homie Lyrics and Video (Ft. Pharrell)
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[hook: pharrell]
lil homie, everybody tryna get with you (get with you)
lil homie, stay focused, got shit to do (shit to do)
[verse 1: tyga]
they say what don’t break a nigga make a nigga
i woke up out my dream, said i gotta get it
this whole city full of thieves, gotta watch my pivot
cause on the block, niggas never seen good living
only lived in jail cells or prison
drive by, lil homie hit the store for liquor
i gotta steer my life different, where to begin with?
mama told me go back to school, i said i’m finished
there’s only one way a nigga gonna learn:
you gotta take risks and do things the hard way
stole the hall pass, now i’m running through the hallways
only big in my memory from those days
couldn’t save a nigga, even on a sunday
monday, new day, shit still the same
gotta swith the rhythm up like kweli
but things changed, watch people do the same
as i hear a voice sing:
[hook: pharrell]
lil homie, everybody tryna get with you (get with you)
lil homie, stay focused, got shit to do (shit to do)
[verse 2: tyga]
big boy grown, can’t leave the streets alone
wanna be a king, but you’re too young for the throne
why you riding in the car that you can’t afford?
can’t move forward in the 4-door chrome
all that cheap talk i never did
my walk is really clean, my shoes are never ?
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"Here Ye Hear Ye" Lyrics - T.I. (Ft. Pharrell)
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[verse 1 - pharrell]
there’s a rainbow everywhere
dependin on where you stand
whether the dashboard ?
or the walls 100 grand each
double r, interior tan, outside is peach
oh you trying to make a deal out in golden beach?
or the florida keys ducking the florida dees
but you only end up with bricks and sand
i know niggas that run from the shadows like peter pan
runnin like its a nike commercial but he the man
what they don’t like on site he murk like he the clan?
eight balls the size of baseballs like jeter’s hand
it fecal fam – yea it’s the shit
zip your face up when skateboard is on the script
catch me in the gap v with some bbc trunks
flip flops sippin on cream like it’s punch
i push the spaceship with the chrome lady in the front
bendin over like she just puffed busta’s blunt
i told y’all motherfuckas once, i think i’m hungry
finna eat yall niggas’ lunch
yall niggas cunts, i’m from the commonwealth
where wealth ain’t common
when niggas roll around with
chrome solvers looking for problems
mouth full of gold, flame when they roll
arthritic fingers: niggas bang when they stroll
tradin in the hats for the cane and the gold
the golds for the chain and the cane was on swole
ayo tip get these ? niggas told
[verse 2 - t.i]
still stand tall when it all falls down
whether hollywood hills or a 1 horse town
you should know better
there’s no better than these 4 letters
mo’ than ever niggas want me dead
cause they’re starving and i’m getting fed
but fuck em anyway
i’d rather be me on my worst day
than to be a sucker nigga on his birthday
all cake no candles, just a living example
10 toes down all out no sandals
godfather, a young marlon brando
let me make sure they understand yo
hear ye, here ye, you wise you fear me
real niggas on their shine, much obliged, merci!
everybody want to criticize him about how bad he ended up
look how bad he could’ve been
i could’ve caught a body sold a brick to somebody
who volunteered my information to the federales
i made it out of all of that like i ain’t gonna be proud of that
so petty shit, you sticking to me
give me all you got of that
doing this for all my niggas
who about to go to prison and let a nigga kill them
so we leaving this po snub nose in his denim
trap or death is waiting
round the corners that he been in
on bended knee, god forgive us, we’ve been sinnin
in our defense, look at the options we’ve been given
laying in the prison cell staring at the ceiling
back in this bitch again
i guess they werent bullshitting huh?
still wonder where it all went wrong
since phil got killed i ain’t never moved on
like i’m still in the club where the blows got thrown
when my crown fell down and i got dethroned
bunch of niggas around but i feel all alone
like a piece of me is missing, guess it never came home
probably died in a van when it all hit the fan
save the life of a friend
we don’t all get the chance
now here i stand with blood on my hands
tryin hard to explain so his mom understand
i dun fought for the loss for the soul of a man
only soldiers know how that’ll take a toll on a man
burden of the world of my shoulders: heavy
visibly composed, my emotions buried
scary, so if i pop a pill
smoke a blunt or take a shot
ya’ll let a niggga live
still baffled how my life unravelled
in the meantime time just travelled
can’t see behind the walls of my castle
opinionated pions son but who asked you
i tell you what you do
take your 2 cents
kick rocks to a fountain pitching to make a wish
shit, if wishes had wings, they’d all make it to heaven
and we’d all be kings
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"Get It (DT)" Lyrics - Big Sean (Ft. Pharrell)
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yo! it’s money time!
yezzir..
i’m tryna stuff em until i can’t fit no more
i’m talking donald trump level
i’m trying to get these dreams off the ground
all aboard for the shuttle
all the hoes, screaming “ho!”
that nigga go, go for the gold
okay, “b-i, b-i”, bitch i do it to death
if i come in with half, bet i leave with the rest
ok, you might be cool getting 50%
i’m like “what you doing? i need diddy’s percent!”
got a million on line 1 and another mil’ dialing in
momma on line 4, telling me how much not to spend
‘ye on line 3 telling me how we ’bout to win
you on hold tryna get conferenced in
i just, i just gotta have it, imagine making it happen
i prayed about it then grabbed it
my life is a f-cking movie, the baddest bitches get casted
i’m in a race with myself to see who could get it the fastest
sipping on shit older than me
the warmer the weather, the colder the drink
the colder the weather, the warmer the mink
i’m living life like a found a f-cking check with no ink
i get it
i’m tryna stuff em until i can’t fit no more
i’m talking donald trump level
i’m trying to get these dreams off the ground
all aboard for the shuttle
all the hoes! screaming “ho!”
that nigga go, go for the gold (hey)
get it, get it, nigga we can get it
get it, get it, nigga you can get it
get it, get it, nigga i can get it
yea, yea, my nigga we can get it
whoa! the sky never seemed so low
looking at her like “you never seemed so close”
i had a dream about a trillion in cash
it’s time to make it happen!
i’m back to dreaming what you can’t imagine
talking cash, you gotta fake an accent
i’ve broke enough tree down that i could make a cabin
look, i turn all my problems to ash
all my wants into have’s
and then divide it by half
pass it on to my man, write my will out then
pass it on to my fam and finally become a man
i had a dream i was greatest of all time
greatest of all big’s, greatest of all sean’s
sipping on shit older than me
the warmer the weather, the colder the drink
the colder the weather, the warmer the mink
i’m living life like a found a f-cking check with no ink
i get it
New music from Big Sean's "Finally Famous". This is the longly awaited track "Donald Trump" that Big Sean was seen making with Pharrell a couple years ago.
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"Finito" Lyrics - NORE (Ft. Pharrell & Lil Wayne)
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i am gonna let it drain yo
no time to sleep yo
if you know what we know
finito
it’s an animal anthem
look into the people
i can see the people
look looking for the heat you
yall … finito
it’s an animal anthem
it’s popping
popping popping
hey yo the .. that they front me
out of the country
do that thing monthly
… still want me
don’t do beneath though
i sell chicko
man .. the truck in my ..
magnetic it does cosmetic
swag synthetic you get your .. ready
i moses kill the oasis
prognosis .. get a doses you .. up
put your hands in the air yeah it’s a .. up
google on carage cush kong fu karate
.. go guns and say the least
that’s just …louis there is .. i am gonna come and play the …
.. left tunes they gotta to be .. cause i am the shooter
my new gun is plastic …
i am gonna let it drain yo
no time to sleep yo
if you know what we know
finito
it’s an animal anthem
look into the people
i can see the people
look looking for the heat you
yall … finito
it’s an animal anthem
it#s popping
popping popping
animalistic future is to ..
artistic hands .. terrific
alien out of this world
i must have want more
egypt style with the .. off
.. the rap of my face though
i say so go anywhere the way go
prepay so rose ….
hood like e-bay come on be a ..
respect a next …super slam …
drink aqua lay up in ….no lady gaga
still rock the diamond hold her momma gave me the …
she is my controller i don’t mind her over
.. one corner store crime i am on top of it
jesus walks i am exactly the opposite
i am gonna let it drain yo
no time to sleep yo
if you know what we know
finito
it’s an animal anthem
look into the people
i can see the people
look looking for the heat you
yall … finito
it’s an animal anthem
it’s popping
popping popping
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'The Game Has Changed' Lyrics - Pharrell
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Pharrell
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i know, i disappeared and popped up in paris making chairs with a beard
and those that love me probably thought that it was weird
while the haters was happy, they thought my destiny was cleared
and any artist that you love have veered
especially when they hated the image that they mirrored
i got a text that said “p, please get up”
some light shining brightly outlining my shit up
the penthouses, the homes, the cars, the chains
the stones, the admirers, mini-me’s and clones
selling you n-ggas dreams that are boxes full of foam
in and out of dimensions i walk through walls
just saying you can’t put me in a box, thats all
no davinci codes and twilight stubs
don’t take this wrong, but i’ll let you taste the blood
so fitting, the sound in my system, makes me want to squish them
king kong foot, the beast has awakened
the pro tools taping, my position blatant
you knew i was coming, choiceless, you waiting
now i look up and ask why you’ve been for satan
i shall hover for splendid covers
that alone makes me other, plus the return of the jedi
i study how the brooklyn machine works
thats word to big and his dead eye
i rise to the top like the sun
i rise to the pocket like a gun
i fire, drop ya body then it’s done
they like, what happened, we trapped him
hatred is obliverated when i imagine
look at you drowning in ya lungs, gasping
blood on the dancefloor, he, he michael jackson
bitches should stay home they do so much cummin’
y’all should stand backwards you do so much frontin’
take this sun block we got too much sunning
now lets examine what you thinking, running
run too hard, you might tear ya meniscus
and if you try to run up you only get ya wig split
and htis campaign that we runnning is viscious
i hate to eat and run but this was delicious
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"Raid" Lyrics - Pusha T (Ft. 50 Cent & Pharrell)
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i’m only in the company of kings
i made a power move and it’s everything it seems
before ‘ye signed me, i was getting out my dream
standing on the shoulders of 20,000 fiends
everytime a n-gga wanna try and turn a profit
folks rush in, 3 letters try and stop it
f-b-i-r-s-d-e-a (fbi, irs, dea)
one letter short but still muthaf-ck the da.
we play by the rules as they try and crack the code
combination locks to the kilo’s that i hold
leopard print louboutin’s, prowlin’ the concrete
roller balls come alive just like jumanji
you know where to find me
greenhouse a circle of top whores
mandarin, gears of war, any of them top floors
35 large took you right out the top draw
still got a throwaway phone in my sock draw
it’s like rain, spraying on you roaches
the ak is an animal, it is ferocious
a n-gga wanna sing but he is the dopest
watch that n-gga disappear, hocus pocus
ring, ring the n-gga wanna sing
ring, ring, i keep that bitch clean
ring, ring the n-gga wanna sing
unless he is an insomniac, he dying to dream
you can tell i went to school on a small yellow bus
never bothered me, strong arm robbery
i went from countin’ jelly donuts to taking the most
from my high school sweetheart to f-cking with hoes
look i’m all grown up and i dun blown up
n-gga aint much changed, in fact, things are the same
i’m the definition of shooter, gun of choice the ruger
you’ll take my word for it or make me do it to ya
i’m a magnet to murder, when i’m in the mood
get convicted through the forensics when you walk in my shoes
i’m bad news, you n-ggas know the verdict, i’m filthy
drop phantom is milky
white on white, 24 inch blades of steel
red eye smoking that bomb shit
n-ggas surprised, 50 back on fire
50 back running round this bitch strapped
hitman for hire
i sit with the liars, ducktape and tyres
been lost their soul
they just waiting on the fire
innocent faces with a shit load of prior’s
something out of nothing, a team full of macguyvers
deep sea dive for the fishscale
tryna find a better price, man that ship sale
take a record head back if that shit fail
drop weight like an anchor than you set sail
hell freeze over like the watch i put the sleeve over
engine double scream when i turn the key over
pirelli’s on the street rolling like a steam roller
bitche’s double team when i have my sleep over’s
yeah, re-up gang with the g-unit
this is taylor made drug dealer fiend music
test it on ya tongue or watch a fiend do it
i got you hooked and i laugh as you lean to it
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"Lil' Bruh (So Raspy)" Lyrics - Jadakiss (Ft. Pharrell)
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hold your hand lil’ brush
you’re not dead lil’ brush!
you are brown when this world is black and white low lil’ brush,
i know how it sounds low lil’ brush!
i times i …life can seem miserable,
but lil’ brush …you got a lot of …living the….
you gotta go get it, they won’t gonna give it to you!
just what you’re saying, watch what you’re delivering too,
..cause you won’t never know when it rains,
you could never feel the love without knowing the pain.
brace it in the pinky rain, go with the change,
this different kind of jewels …your brain.
bracing your down fall, when you’re doing your thing,
if something happens while you’re in charge …to blame you!
…the better, stay flat, don’t respect the ..of letter.
when you get them never let up, when you fall get up!
wipe the tears off, hid the blood and the sweater,
if you don’t say nothing, can’t be set up,
always stay tall, make sure you hold your head up!
chorus:
hold your head lil’ brush!
you’re not dead lil’ brush!
no!
you are brown when this world is black and white low lil’ brush,
you know how it sounds lil’ brush!
but you’re … lil’ brush!
aha! check me out!
yeah! ain’t nobody going for nobody’s money out here!
you get it if you want to, you get it,
you can keep sitting around,
saying what you’re gonna do.
if you don’t pay attention is gonna come back to hunt you,
yeah! make saving one of your habits!
never keep the raisins and plates under the cabinet!
you can get further in life by using the menace,
and all these cellphones tapped their using scanners.
never use your home address, use your nannie’s!
and if you ever have to pull it out, use your hammer!
yeah! white paper ditching!
ha! automatic clutching!
accumulate more than enough shit,
then you’re getting the bill for these…
chorus:
forget the ladies lil’ brush!
and yeah, don’t stop!
you’re the greatest lil’ brush!
you were made to amaze and bring change lil’ brush!
it takes more than no one brush,
so here’s where we... growing brush!
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"Really Raw" Lyrics - Tyga (Ft. Pharrell, The Game & Snoop Dogg)
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Tyga
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[Tyga]
Uh, in this world after one thing
Get ya money man, like ya uncle told me
Haven’t slept since, cause my dreams real big
I aint even rich yet, so get up off my d-ck bitch
Oh shit haters through the mist, on some g-shit
Low clip, pop gun, hot toast, noodle shit
You a little noodle drip, watch a shark eat the fish
Ever seen piranha, it’s like the movie jaws again
Leave a n-gga barbershop, chop his top, head gone
Too fly, three strong, nick name, gold bones
What the f-ck you boys want
Roll on you like a joint
Talk behind a n-gga back but muthaf-cka don’t you point
[Pharrell]
KFC by the bucket, thats really raw
AK’s you can’t tuck it, thats really raw
Watching porno’s on the iPad, thats really raw
Lamourghini’s with the wide baggage, really raw
[Tyga]
It’s that raw from the crippers, pyru’s and strippers
Homie, you could tip her, but I already get her
Harder than I did her, same sh-t, get no different
Aint no fun if the homies can’t hit it
Bitches, ice cold heart make you shiver
I got the flow, make summer turn winter
Ch-ch-chilly raw cheese stick made up in Philly
I come in peace like a hippy
Piece on my chain, grandma say that silly
The new sports car, retard, Timmy
Watching porno’s on the ipad, illy
Tryna follow my style, don’t get dizzy muthaf-cka what you know ’bout
[Pharrell]
Jerseys with the stealers, thats really raw
20 n-ggas on four wheelers, thats really raw
Going green, thats so cool, thats really raw
My jacket smell like jet fuel, it’s killing y’all
[Snoop]
Just bought a ’77 baby blue cadillac
Run it down, set it off, let it off, get back
Diss this twist, this is one of my flavas
Guerilla’s, lions and tigers, they all of my neighbours
Swinging from a vine, like step in my limelight
My kids and my wife and my life got my mind right
Now, what do you do when they spray with the AK
Retaliate n-gga cause ya life full of melee
We got the heat for the street, let me that dough
Ya boy talkin like we don’t know
Blast pass with the forks, no you rollin’ with the locusts
Been the pimpest and the hippest and I’ve always been the dopest
Peep my style
[Pharrell]
Louie bags you can’t order, thats really raw
Miami cribs on blue water, thats really raw
Blood making the game redder, thats really raw
N-gga we hot like Mayweather, it’s killin’ y’all
P stand for Pacqiauo n-gga
[Game]
California nas
I’m more raw than red snapper in the pacific ocean
More raw than the brick as soon as you split it open
Talkin’, the kitchen smokin,
Talkin’ the pots bubbling
I got the blueberry on deck but not muffins
My glock stuffed in my Levi’s
My levis on the buttersoft leather, (2012)
Panamera four door Porsche
My chick named Porsche
They two in the same, my stick game is torcher
Monday night raw, got n-ggas in figure four locks
Hit the block YO, you would think it was Fort locks
I don’t rap for Billboard spots
I just wanna f-ck as many bitches as I can and cop some more drops, raw
[Pharrell]
Gargling with champagne, thats really raw
Classic millionaire frames, thats really raw
White tee’s and Jordan 3′s, thats really raw
Windmilling with them shits on, killin’ y’all
n-gga, raw
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"Dedicated" Lyrics - The Game (Ft. Pharrell)
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Dedicated to all my niggas up North
Dedicated to the dirty South of course
Dedicated to all my niggas on the East
Dedicated to West Coast niggas is beasts …
This from us to you and all of them
don’t get gas my nigga watch your rims
I started off in a hood, in what you would call a lemon..
Me? I was a nerd, niggas thought it was a gimmick.
Now I got the maybach, curtains in linen..
White maranella with the burgundy in it.
Tinted?
For real.
Now watch how we spin it.
River side drive in about 5 minutes
4 5 2..
achoo..
Make a nigga sneeze when we ride by you.
Ice cream jeans with a march yellow top..
Polo 7-5-8s with socks.
Am I high?
Fa sho
How we count dough?
We count commas..
Yall niggas count 0’s
Come to VIP nigga we can count hos…
Don’t forget the candy pan sittin on vouges.
Plus I got banana clips under my clothes..
This is redicated to niggas that flips O’s.
[Chorus]
Ayo come to Garcon..
Y saunt lauran
You ever seen the hard bottoms on a long vauze?
The bullets make a nigga hit the bottom real hard..
You ever seen the spikes on the new Lou Vuittons
Spike a bitch drink make a bitch go hard
Red Air Max with the fuckin Go-Karts
When you already did it, what the fuck is go hard?
Synchronize automotives, walk out with no charge.
Wit yo broad,
Oh lord, while your wife at somewhere typin
We on Rodeo somewhere swipin.
You do it like Nike, my shit Lightnin
Back to back Lambo, inside frightnin
This shit criminal we should be indicted..
Your chicks riding shotgun, had that as dikin
Like Paquiao fightin.
This shit is exciting
[Chorus]
Top down, bumpin Bar-Kays..
Hermes bucket with the Tom Ford Shades.
Four shades..
Four seasons..
Six-Fours..
More reasons..
More money..
Whore season.
Are you listenin mah?
Your cheesin.
We at the Staples on the floor, whole season..
Its the pink slip club, nigga no leasin.
Ya ex-boyfriend, Policin…
Brush em off like my moncler fleece son
You know I’m gang affiliated, don’t get naughty.
We could call henchmen..
Or we could call shorty.
Or we could call Hector..
Or we could call Jorge.
Papi owe me favors..
I know he wont ignore me.
Everybody loco niggas gotta show me..
Tell ya girl there’s a fire in my pants..
Blow me.
[Chorus]
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"Still Here" Lyrics - Nicole Scherzinger (Ft. Pharrell)
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all this time you misbehave me
I should leave
I am still here
Honey you would want that if he would call
He is so beautiful
Don’t you stand there staring at this .. as a studio
If whisper in your ear trust me do it all
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T.I. - Amazing (Ft. Pharrell) Lyrics and Video
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[Pharrell]
Skateboard P make your face fall off
Serve a bitch straight D make her face fall off (ok)
n-ggas come through and make your face fall off
what the f-ck you gon do? make your face fall off
oh its amazing, so amazing, so amazing
amazing, so amazing
baby baby
amazing, so amazing
amazing, amazing, so amazing
baby baby
Skateboard P make your face fall off
Serve a bitch straight D make her face fall off (ok)
n-ggas come through and make your face fall off
n-gga what you finna do when your face fall off
oh its amazing, so amazing, so amazing
amazing, so amazing
baby baby
amazing, so amazing
amazing, amazing, so amazing
baby baby
[T.I - Verse 1]
This automatic got a baller habit
smoking mase is what you facin’ when you hate
no rehabilitation for the monkey on my back
hundred thousand dollar stack
yearr aint heard, used serve five bird like a Pontiac
rewind me back
and you know where they used to find me at
in the backsacks filling something for insomniacs
dope boy trap n-gga in my (?)
now I just serve n-gga plenty ackrite
you know where we at right here, like here
in the club on the furniture, f-ck do I care?
tell the club owner here, Rose, Remy bottle please
got a car load of bravado and nobody on than me
I plan on being great, I go in, I don’t play
tell your friend that the game can begin if she stay
I pass out cake like your birthday bitch
if you lick both of those, take that, take this
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[Chorus]
Skateboard P make your face fall off
Serve a bitch straight D make her face fall off (ok)
n-ggas come through and make your face fall off
what the f-ck you gon do? make your face fall off
oh its amazing, so amazing, so amazing
amazing, so amazing
baby baby
amazing, so amazing
amazing, amazing, so amazing
baby baby
Skateboard P make your face fall off
Serve a bitch straight D make her face fall off (ok)
n-ggas come through and make your face fall off
n-gga what you finna do when your face fall off
oh its amazing, so amazing, so amazing
amazing, so amazing
baby baby
amazing, so amazing
amazing, amazing, so amazing
baby baby
[T.I - Verse 2]
A dope boy with the swag of a pimp n-gga
except one thing, I’m paid more than them n-gga
you see a bitch can’t afford this life
had to f-ck a ball player and I’m here every night
maybe twice, late at night we
be in white tee’s, me and skateboard P no Nike’s
just a pair of Margiella, get a broad tell her rain dance for this paper
better get an umbrella
yeah, had guns like an arms dealer, dream team lawyers he aint never been a dumb n-gga
n-gga, this ya girl, better come get her
turn her to a d-ck monster, nut muncher
sperm cum dumpster, left amongst her
bitches in the past, pretty titties, plenty ass
they just drink up what we give em
take shots without any glass
f-ck her in the face till it fall off her till she gas, gas, gas
[Chorus]
Skateboard P make your face fall off
Serve a bitch straight D make her face fall off (ok)
n-ggas come through and make your face fall off
what the f-ck you gon do? make your face fall off
oh its amazing, so amazing, so amazing
amazing, so amazing
baby baby
amazing, so amazing
amazing, amazing, so amazing
baby baby
Skateboard P make your face fall off
Serve a bitch straight D make her face fall off (ok)
n-ggas come through and make your face fall off
n-gga what you finna do when your face fall off
oh its amazing, so amazing, so amazing
amazing, so amazing
baby baby
amazing, so amazing
amazing, amazing, so amazing
baby baby
Gucci Mane Ft. Nicki Minaj, Pharrell - Haterade Lyrics and Video
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Nicki Minaj,
Pharrell
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[Gucci Mane]
[Pharrell - Chorus]
We’ve evolved from small to tall and shall not stall, been flying too long.
Ooh woo ohh
Ooh woo ohh
Ooh woo ohh
Ooh woo ohh, girl
[Nicki Minaj]
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Uh Yo Ayo and this one goes out to all of my critics,
Don’t you feel stupid look how i did it.
Look how it came to past when i said it
We can do debit I don’t need no credit
Yes I’m epic look how I rep it
Its been eight years but I broke the record, yup the record, yup the record, yup for the record
And just for the record , uuh I’m all that i can be
And ill admit that I’m Appalled when you envy
Cause you can do it too, and you can do it too,
I just happened to be the girl that they do it too
So Ima bounce back, and Ima ball out
And every-time you see me, Ima go all out
And I’m gonna win tell the endin don’t be mad when you see me transendin’ gooch
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Diggy Simmons Ft. Lupe Fiasco & Pharrell - Oh Yeah Lyrics and Video
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Lupe Fiasco,
Pharrell
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[Intro - Lupe Fiasco]
Diggy, whats good man
It’s your big brother, Lupe
Long time coming
it’s like the future meets the future, the future
ya heard
with some of that laid back light up some of that (?)
(?)
you know some of that make you wonder
make you ponder
whats he on
most likely whats beyond ya
its a beautiful thing
[Verse 1 - Lupe Fiasco]
this gone a fine right
see it in my minds eye
black man in a white man’s world, blind sight!
sweeter than (?) pies
look how fast the time flies
where you gonna be when the parties over and the wine dries
yeah we got nine lives
but they got nine knives
we only get one chance and they get 9 tries
tell you that dimes fly
baby girls a fine price
all I see is money when I look inside this dimes eye
life’s a b-tch I’ll be rich if I make her cry
tears of tissue turns to money if you let it dry
increase my work if she get hurt
I’ll make a fortune if she dies
take her off of that machine
I’ll benefit from her demise
damn, thats how we are
take a life then buy out the bar
so lets celebrate
lets make a toast
to succeed in life just make a ghost
[Chorus - Diggy Simmons]
Oh yeah (repeated)
I got it like
they screaming like
I can’t hear ya, louder
I got it like
they screaming like
turn it up
oh yeah
You hear the crowd
they want it now
I puts it down, oh yeah
owooh oh yeah yeah
owooh oh yeah yeah
oh yeah oh yeah
[Verse 2 - Pharrell]
The one metatronic
mind control’s sonics
Davis and Shapira(?) if your tryna get me on it
b-tches miss me they on it
haters just leave a comment
and if how I (?) make you sick of me. vomit
let me finish my composite
as the game change it’s interesting how odd the cards get
such a random thing and so ironic
I used to oh yeah, trying to defy logic
trying to be the birdy, Jay said it was too early
just trying to tell you whats happening, Shirly
I use my gut when my vision gets murky
help me, but thank you Lord at the same time Mercy
excuse ym french I guess I am not worthy
quietly watch your number like your watch, observe me
often misundertood you often get me wrong
y’all tryna get it in, I’m tryna get it on
life is your wife that keep calling me saying you did it wrong
life don’t suck, suck life till her titty gone
you n-ggas mission wrong
plus you misinformed
hanging under assholes you get sh-tted on
[Chorus - Diggy Simmons]
Oh yeah (repeated)
I got it like
they screaming like
I can’t hear ya, louder
I got it like
they screaming like
turn it up
oh yeah
You hear the crowd
they want it now
I puts it down, oh yeah
owooh oh yeah yeah
owooh oh yeah yeah
oh yeah oh yeah
[Verse 3 - Diggy Simmons]
uh, ahead of time, sometime like a pre-me
and I got the co-sign from the (?)
I don’t see none of y’all, you see me
y’all can’t see me you Stevie
blow up and I make it look easy
yeah Im so wack cause Im on TV
If I am such an amateur, when I come around what you panic for?
cause you know I’m hotter than a planets core
hands are sore from writing ice
colder than a winters lighting device
my clock is mantle and my timing’s tight
I know you think Lupe’s writing right
but I’m this nice, foolish thoughts
got more class than a school is taught
you haters talk out your cheeks I call it (?)
I hold it down in the streets I rep that New York
just a young-un thats doing his thing
so why are you distraught
I got you buster’s so gusted
cause I wasn’t so much (?)
(?)
don’t watch me, watch the repeats
you aint ready now I think I’m Big Meech!
[Chorus - Diggy Simmons]
Oh yeah (repeated)
I got it like
they screaming like
I can’t hear ya, louder
I got it like
they screaming like
turn it up
oh yeah
You hear the crowd
they want it now
I puts it down, oh yeah
owooh oh yeah yeah
owooh oh yeah yeah
oh yeah oh yeah
Song Information
Title: Oh Yeah
Artist: Diggy Simmons
Length: 5:29
Type: Full CDQ
Album: Airborne mixtape
Genre: Rap
Producer: N/A
Label: Atlantic Records
Diggy Ft. Lupe Fiasco & Pharrell - Oh Yeah Lyrics and Video
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[Lupe Fiasco]
Diggy, whats good man
It’s your big brother, Lupe
Long time coming
it’s like the future meets the future, the future
ya heard
with some of that laid back light up some of that (?)
(?)
you know some of that make you wonder
make you ponder
whats he on
most likely whats beyond ya
its a beautiful thing
[Lupe Fiasco Verse 1]
this gone a fine right
see it in my minds eye
black man in a white man’s world, blind sight!
sweeter than key lime pies
look how fast the time flies
where you gonna be when the parties over and the wine dries
yeah we got nine lives
but they got nine knives
we only get one chance and they get 9 tries
tell you that dimes fly
baby girls a fine price
all I see is money when I look inside this dimes eye
life’s a b-tch I’ll be rich if I make her cry
tears of tissue turns to money if you let it dry
increase my worth if she get hurt
I’ll make a fortune if she dies
take her off of that machine
I’ll benefit from her demise
damn, thats how we are
take a life then buy out the bar
so lets celebrate
lets make a toast
to succeed in life just make a ghost
[Diggy Chorus]
I got it like
they screaming like
I can’t hear ya, louder
I got it like
they screaming like
turn it up
oh yeah
You hear the crowd
they want it now
I puts it down, oh yeah
owooh oh yeah yeah
owooh oh yeah yeah
oh yeah oh yeah
[Pharrell Verse 2]
The one metatronic
mind control’s sonics
Davis and Shapira(?) if your tryna get me on it
b-tches miss me they on it
haters just leave a comment
and if how I (?) make you sick of me. vomit
let me finish my composite
as the game change it’s interesting how odd the cards get
such a random thing and so ironic
I used to oh yeah, trying to defy logic
trying to be the birdy, Jay said it was too early
just trying to tell you whats happening, Shirly
I use my gut when my vision gets murky
help me, but thank you Lord at the same time Mercy
excuse ym french I guess I am not worthy
quietly watch your number like your watch, observe me
often misundertood you often get me wrong
y’all tryna get it in, I’m tryna get it on
life is your wife that keep calling me saying you did it wrong
life don’t suck, suck life till her titty gone
you n-ggas mission wrong
plus you misinformed
hanging under assholes you get sh-tted on
[Chorus]
[Diggy Verse3]
uh, ahead of time, sometime like a pre-me
and I got the co-sign from the (?)
I don’t see none of y’all, you see me
y’all can’t see me you Stevie
blow up and I make it look easy
yeah Im so wack cause Im on TV
If I am such an amateur, when I come around what you panic for?
cause you know I’m hotter than a planets core
hands are sore from writing ice
colder than a winters lighting device
my clock is mantle and my timing’s tight
I know you think Lupe’s writing right
but I’m this nice, foolish thoughts
got more class than a school is taught
you haters talk out your cheeks I call it Doo Doo Talk
I hold it down in the streets I rep that New York
just a young-un thats doing his thing
so why are you distraught
I got you buster’s so gusted
cause I wasn’t so much (?)
(?)
don’t watch me, watch the repeats
you aint ready now I think I’m Big Meech!
[Chorus]
Lil Wayne - Yes ft. Pharrell Lyrics and Video
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[Pharrell]
you can catch me riding down on a fu**in berrazano
ass out just like diallo diablo
hi hoe silver call that motherf**ker tondo
leave a smoke trail back in jersey in my condo
you can run up like your rambo
but you better hit me nigga if you know what i know
cuz i got some supersize guys that’ll hit you with a combo
pronto
you won’t see the morning like alonzo
[Lil Wayne]
camo shorts no socks with the red bapes
walk in to my closet fu** around an get a headache
fu** you so good shawty you gon need a bed break
red viper slither through the street like a red snake
red diamonds in my chain lookin like a red snake
fu** with me wrong man you gon need some yellow tape
alter my voice wayne do you need a metal cage
[Pharrell]
you got that mean mug grill, that red in ya eyes
that ace of spades baby talkin big boy size
get a stack in each hand, and hold it like ya fresh
they say man its like that? say yes nigga yes nigga yes
ya money and ya girls, chillin in the VIP
stop for a second and gyrate them hips
get a stack in each hand
and hold it like ya fresh
if they say man its like that? say yes nigga yes nigga yes
[Lil Wayne]
yes I make money I’m a paper machine
and you can catch me in the newest not the latest machine
now weezy why you drive so fast? because I’m chasin’ the dream
and when I catch that motherf**ker ima rape it and leave
yea
young …. now give me some pussy
i ain’t got a paper chain
but my paper come to me
I know money look good
bitch I know that why you looking huh?
(yes…yes…yes)
ride by myself in that all red enzo
smoke make it look like I got tinted windows
young money bitch but for short its Y M hoe
love that shit so much I went and iced out the symbol
all my niggas scarin ya
all yo niggas scarier
scarier than a cat in a cage with a terrier
pet cemetary wayne
are you the veterinarian?
(yes…yes…yes…yes…yes)
[Pharrell]
you got that mean mug grill, that red in ya eyes
that ace of spades baby talkin big boy size
get a stack in each hand, and hold it like ya fresh
they say man its like that? say yes nigga yes nigga yes
ya money and ya girls, chillin in the VIP
stop for a second and gyrate them hips
get a stack in each hand
and hold it like ya fresh
if they say man its like that? say yes nigga yes nigga yes
[Yes lyrics on http://lyrics-video-music.blogspot.com ]
[Lil Wayne]
yes i do it big
call me little astronomical
weezy f baby and the F is for phenomenal
type of nigga go and get his hood cross his abdominal
you could check my watch I been rich a long time ago
I’m so tired of all that man I sleep all night
bed sheets so nice bed bugs dont bite
I ask her do she wanna fu** before I ask twice she say
(yes…yes…yes…yes…yes)
hahahaha
yes i am a beast I swear I needs to be tranquilized
yes i am a giant next to me you are just ankle high
yes i eat that pussy oh how do i love that panty pie
keep my hair shampooed and yes I keep my hands sanitized
new orleans baller ask ESPN
just kickin it with the Bruce Lee-SPN
do you really think you’re better than the rest?
(yes…yes…yes…yes…yes)
haha
BIT** I’M THE BEST
[Pharrell]
you got that mean mug grill, that red in ya eyes
that ace of spades baby talkin big boy size
get a stack in each hand, and hold it like ya fresh
they say man its like that? say yes nigga yes nigga yes
ya money and ya girls, chillin in the VIP
stop for a second and gyrate them hips
get a stack in each hand
and hold it like ya fresh
if they say man its like that? say yes nigga yes nigga yes
[Lil Wayne]
yes…yes… yeeeeaaaeaaaaaaeee yeeaaaeaaaaaaeeeee
hahah… uhhhhh
Young moolah baby
I didn’t like how I said it that time let me say it again
um
young moolah babyyyy
Lil Wayne - Yes Video and Lyrics
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Lil Wayne - Yes Lyrics and Video
[Pharrell]
you can catch me riding down on a fu**in berrazano
ass out just like diallo diablo
hi hoe silver call that motherf**ker tondo
leave a smoke trail back in jersey in my condo
you can run up like your rambo
but you better hit me nigga if you know what i know
cuz i got some supersize guys that’ll hit you with a combo
pronto
you won’t see the morning like alonzo
[Lil Wayne]
camo shorts no socks with the red bapes
walk in to my closet fu** around an get a headache
fu** you so good shawty you gon need a bed break
red viper slither through the street like a red snake
red diamonds in my chain lookin like a red snake
fu** with me wrong man you gon need some yellow tape
alter my voice wayne do you need a metal cage
[Pharrell]
you got that mean mug grill, that red in ya eyes
that ace of spades baby talkin big boy size
get a stack in each hand, and hold it like ya fresh
they say man its like that? say yes nigga yes nigga yes
ya money and ya girls, chillin in the VIP
stop for a second and gyrate them hips
get a stack in each hand
and hold it like ya fresh
if they say man its like that? say yes nigga yes nigga yes
[Lil Wayne]
yes I make money I’m a paper machine
and you can catch me in the newest not the latest machine
now weezy why you drive so fast? because I’m chasin’ the dream
and when I catch that motherf**ker ima rape it and leave
yea
young …. now give me some pussy
i ain’t got a paper chain
but my paper come to me
I know money look good
bitch I know that why you looking huh?
(yes…yes…yes)
ride by myself in that all red enzo
smoke make it look like I got tinted windows
young money bitch but for short its Y M hoe
love that shit so much I went and iced out the symbol
all my niggas scarin ya
all yo niggas scarier
scarier than a cat in a cage with a terrier
pet cemetary wayne
are you the veterinarian?
(yes…yes…yes…yes…yes)
[Pharrell]
you got that mean mug grill, that red in ya eyes
that ace of spades baby talkin big boy size
get a stack in each hand, and hold it like ya fresh
they say man its like that? say yes nigga yes nigga yes
ya money and ya girls, chillin in the VIP
stop for a second and gyrate them hips
get a stack in each hand
and hold it like ya fresh
if they say man its like that? say yes nigga yes nigga yes
[Yes lyrics on http://lyrics-video-music.blogspot.com ]
[Lil Wayne]
yes i do it big
call me little astronomical
weezy f baby and the F is for phenomenal
type of nigga go and get his hood cross his abdominal
you could check my watch I been rich a long time ago
I’m so tired of all that man I sleep all night
bed sheets so nice bed bugs dont bite
I ask her do she wanna fu** before I ask twice she say
(yes…yes…yes…yes…yes)
hahahaha
yes i am a beast I swear I needs to be tranquilized
yes i am a giant next to me you are just ankle high
yes i eat that pussy oh how do i love that panty pie
keep my hair shampooed and yes I keep my hands sanitized
new orleans baller ask ESPN
just kickin it with the Bruce Lee-SPN
do you really think you’re better than the rest?
(yes…yes…yes…yes…yes)
haha
BIT** I’M THE BEST
[Pharrell]
you got that mean mug grill, that red in ya eyes
that ace of spades baby talkin big boy size
get a stack in each hand, and hold it like ya fresh
they say man its like that? say yes nigga yes nigga yes
ya money and ya girls, chillin in the VIP
stop for a second and gyrate them hips
get a stack in each hand
and hold it like ya fresh
if they say man its like that? say yes nigga yes nigga yes
[Lil Wayne]
yes…yes… yeeeeaaaeaaaaaaeee yeeaaaeaaaaaaeeeee
hahah… uhhhhh
Young moolah baby
I didn’t like how I said it that time let me say it again
um
young moolah babyyyy
Lil Wayne - Yes Video and Lyrics
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