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Honey Cocaine - Bullshit Lyrics and Video (Ft. Tyga)

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You bitches fuck and stay go get another shark
Flag hate them bitches
I ain’t got time for a stupid bro
Cause bro I probably be the bitch you probably lose your job
I am .. bitch I tell you cool it off
The spot bitch I roll the spot
Me I ain’t fucking down to catch a charge bro
Everybody find the same place she have parked bro
Oups oups I forget these bitches rap for me
Cause these bitches drop for me these bitches fighting for free
I can make a difference remember that
I am always hungry for the shit I never had
These baby be like .. fuck a snack
Seem they gat I am crap asking me they hate that nigger fuck that

chorus
I ain’t got time for bullshit
If I ain’t a pretty momma in this bullshit
Get out of my face with this bullshit
Bitch I smell like bullshit
I ain’t got time for bullshit
If I ain’t a pretty momma in this bullshit
Get out of my face with this bullshit
Bitch I smell like bullshit
Are you all up in my face with this bullshit
Bitch you smell like bullshit

There they go in this game again
Now these bitches they hear my name again
I am gonna stay all night they are acting like a cat
I sip it all cause it always be my time again
Workers I ain’t playing around dog
All this bullshit in your face called me the ground dog
After all is for the haters and the groopies though
At the studio this smart bitch with a stupid flow
Fuck the delivery got … when it dance enemies got plans
They are just searching for a chance aa aaa
Fuck friends cause I am married to the music
.. friends and I double before I lose it
So cool it

Chorus
I ain’t got time for bullshit
If I ain’t a pretty momma in this bullshit
Get out of my face with this bullshit
Bitch I smell like bullshit
I ain’t got time for bullshit
If I ain’t a pretty momma in this bullshit
Get out of my face with this bullshit
Bitch I smell like bullshit
Are you all up in my face with this bullshit
Bitch you smell like bullshit

Bitch back back why your ass so flat
Tell your best friend I am all that I pretend bitch and I am all that
Why you are all up in my… tell your bitch that you know him
If I leave you all in my back criss cross ….i duplicate my rack
Introduce you to my life my goal heavy metal
You can’t rock to my level that is a red Ferarri
And I .. the devil baby give me the answers
Nigger quick .. like cancer
Make a bitch rob it to my dick slow slow
Money money shorty I fell and it came good like lll
I haven’t start bitch let me finish all up in the .. like a …

Chorus
I ain’t got time for bullshit
If I ain’t a pretty momma in this bullshit
Get out of my face with this bullshit
Bitch I smell like bullshit
I ain’t got time for bullshit
If I ain’t a pretty momma in this bullshit
Get out of my face with this bullshit
Bitch I smell like bullshit
Are you all up in my face with this bullshit
Bitch you smell like bullshit

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Tyga - Muthafucka Up Lyrics and Video (Ft. Nicki Minaj)

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YMCMB, rawest niggas doing it
School for the blind, I dont see these niggas doing it
I’m doing it and doing it and doing it well
Niggas wanna test me boy, who wanna fail?
Hit you like a bully bitch, yeah saved by the bell
If you scared, go to church I’ll see you in hell
And your girl, she a flip, give me heads or tails
Everybody fake so I got real for sale
Gunpowder fill the air
Rappers shittin’ on theyself, you could smell the fear
And these bitches laying flowers cause the king is near
T-Raw this is the new flavour in ya ear
Niggas softer than baby hair
Why you acting tough, heard you work at Build-a-bear
I’ma a dealer all my girls come in deuce and pairs
I’m in the building I construct so light this muthaf-cker up
What the funk you beezy’s want
I’m ready to hump the car I call it ele-phunk
Trunk in the front
Man she give me good brain cause she feel dumb
I just keep going like the bunny till I feel numb
Yeah these bitches want it
I put my man’s on it
That 110 Sup’, that Ferrari Caliornia
Niggas want beef, call me Tony Romo
You potatoes on the sofa
Lazy muthaf-ckas why you aint even trying
Rich or die trying, why you niggas aint died yet?
Wings tattoo yeah forever on some fly shit
And I’m with the business skip peon with a ty clip
Stay on the flight yeah I’ma trip
Probably up in Paradise chillin like Parliaments
Flow got a boner, you could say I’m on some harder shit
Bout to make the speaker buss’

[Hook]
(mic this muthaf-cka up)

[Nicki Minaj]
Okay, I get money
I get money like a bitch
She aint gon’ win the war but swear that bitch a trip
You see how the diamonds get to dancing
Yeah, ya money short, get some pants and shit
I be with a nigga with a big ol’ dick
Yeah I like them balls you be shooting them bricks
F-ck you in the game for?
Bitch we up three sippin’ this game four
Tell ‘em listen, couple bad bitches’s
Out in Kingston kicking up bricks and shit
Intervention bitch I pay ya pension
Oh you say what? I don’t pay attention
Yeah these niggas want it
I put my bitches on it
You know the tattoo’s got Nicki initials on it
I put the pussy on ‘em, cook ‘em a pot roast
Then pull off in the Ghost
Bitch I do the most

[Tyga]
What the funk you beezy’s want?
It aint your turn, better have my money
Friday like Big worm
Can’t see you niggas, you like a little germ
Bitches know I’m excellent like Mr Burns
See my dick like Butter churn
Baby churn and ya girl with me fo’shure
That aint your concern
She forgot about her other man, she will never learn
On a mic till I die, RIP chick huh
Yessir, colder than the Pittsburgh?
Winter fresher than a Will Smith T-Shirt
These spurts coming through Last King and a hearse
Ask later, shoot first, got shooters like dirt
When it hurts leave you losers bruised up
Bruce Lee nunchucks
Toe from the floor up though
Duck, rubber duck now you like oh shucks
Tell the neighbours I don’t give a f-ck

[Hook]

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Glee - I Will Always Love You Lyrics and Video

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if i
should stay
i would only be in your way
so i’ll go
but i know
i’ll think of you every step of
the way

and i
will always
love you , i
will always
love you
you
my darling you
mmm-mm

bittersweet
memories
that is all i’m taking with me
so good-bye
please don’t cry
we both know i’m not what you
you need

and i
will always love you
i
will always love you
you, ooh

i hope
life treats you kind
and i hope
you have all you’ve dreamed of
and i wish you joy
and happiness
but above all this
i wish you love

and i
will always love you
i
will always love you
(x2)

i, i will always love
you

you
darling i love you
oh i’ll always
i’ll always love
you
oooh

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Ed Sheeran - London Bridge Lyrics and Video (Ft. Yelawolf)

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yelawolf:
there wasn’t much left,
except for the last twenty sack,
and the last twenty of my last cheque,
i took a pill and went to sleep on the last step,

woke up and took it in with a half breath,
then a deep sigh, i struck a matchstick,
i lit my cigarette,
feeling half dead, whisky on my mind,

then came the dead,
sherrif in the yard, here comes the rest,
i sat like a ghost, they all passed by,
my girl cried baby this’ll be my last bye,

baby in her arms,
she took a cab home,
she told me i was only good for a sad song.

a crooked smile i gave,
nonchalant about it,
maybe she’ll come back,
this time i doubt it.

act like i care, but i really don’t,
wanted to change,
but somehow i knew i really won’t.

see i’m the type of man, who can’t stay out the bottle,
if the sun is out i’d rather be in the shadow,
sadness is like a wound that i can’t heal,
maybe i’ll love blood, i just let it spiel.

and i never turned to church for a pray in hand,
god’s not going to land another saving hand,
if the time came like it has time again,
then i would watch the clock and be late again.

one gun and a harley in the driveway,
one way out, dirt road, pathway.
put another dead butt in the ash tray.
i stand up still drunk, half baked.

cover my eyes from the bright sun blaring,
and through the fence i can see this little boy staring.
paid him no attention,
in fact i barely seen him,

until he walked away,
and he started singing
ed: london bridge is falling down, falling down
and if it don’t stop falling, then all of us will drown
then we’ll crash, crash, right down again
oh we’ll crash, crash, right down again.

yelawolf:
i didn’t see it coming,
i didn’t see the wall.
and i went from running, to a slow crawl.
i feel like i’m a child, but i’m afraid to cry,
would say i’m okay but i’m afraid to lie.
i speak no evil, but hear no angels.

a family is callin’ but all i see is strangers.
take the bible from the hotel drawer,
hell froze over ice cold hell’s door,
knock knock,
i’m on the salt road non stop.

the exit i will pass ’cause the sign did rot,
and the gust of a dry summer.
dirty water in the tap,
i think i found my number in the sand,

right next to an empty can.
old number seven, jack is back again.
and the voice goes round and round,
and i would take the bridge,
but i can’t forget the sound.

ed:
london bridge is falling down, falling down
and if it don’t stop falling, then all of us will drown
then we’ll crash, crash, right down again

oh we’ll crash, crash, right down again.
i’ll be coming up when the sun goes down
rolling like a rock ’til i hit the ground
running from the law but i can’t be found x 3
and we’ll crash crash right down again
oh we’ll crash crash right down again
i’ll be coming up when the sun goes down

rolling like a rock ’til i hit the ground
running from the law but i can’t be found
only my god can track me now x2
i’ll be coming up when the sun goes down

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Mario - R.E.A.L.L.Y. Love You Lyrics and Video

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there ain’t no one else for me, that i can love, love
the way i love you, whoa, girl
and there’s nobody else that can make me feel
there’s nobody else, oh

that’s how you make me feel baby
so i wanna tell you i
love you
what i’m really trying to say girl
more than anything, i love you
oh i think want, whoa, love you

what i’m really trying to say girl
more than anything, i love you
girl i really love you
nobody can put a smile on my face
the way you do

without even being here in the same room
you girl, you do it to me, meee, whoa
and i like it baby, i like it, yeah, yeah
girl it’s the simple things you do

that’s got me baby wrapping you
wrapping you
i’ll never, i’ll never take you for granted
cause you mean the world to me
and you should know that i really love you
oh i think want, whoa, love you
what i’m really trying to say girl
more than anything, i love you
really love you

oh i think want, whoa, love you
what i’m really trying to say girl
more than anything, i love you
really love you

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Jessie and The Toy Boys - Runaway Lyrics and Video

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i’ve been thinking of what you said, yeah
we’re young enough to make mistakes
so put your hands on me baby
i promise not to push them away

laying lost in your bed
credits roll down the ceiling
i’d do anything for a way out
i’d do anything for a feeling

stop me right now, you could stop me
stop me right now
if you wanna stop me

baby we could run away
and been in love
head in the clouds, got the radio loud
and runaway
are we in love
no where to go
got nothing to show
let’s run away
i’m here in love
bringing us down
tired of sticking around, let’s run away
only in love
no where to go
got nothing to show
so let’s run away

i don’t care what they say cause
we’re old enough to fight for freedom
if it twinkles when i’m flying
if it’s too, die are you bleeding?
standing up for the lonely
searching through the lost and found
came across my conviction
ain’t no body like me down

stop me right now, you could stop me
stop me right now
if you wanna stop me

baby we could run away
and be in love
head in the clouds, got the radio loud
and runaway
are we in love
no where to go
got nothing to show
let’s run away
i’m here in love
bringing us down
tired of sticking around, let’s run away
only in love
no where to go
got nothing to show
so let’s run away

love
all that matters is love
and love is all that matters

love
all that matters is love
and love is all that matters

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Exile - Klepto Lyrics and Video

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It's your boy, so go home boy, back to your crib, unemployed
While I play like a little boy, and get paid, major, don't dennoy
You're loving, the way I make noise, playing with my NPC toys
Back off of me, cause you think you're hard you're all soft to me
Your beats, they sound a little off to me
I don't nod my head, just look at you awkwardly
You should just rip the ears off of me
Cause I don't lie, I can take a shit openly
That's right, put it back, Even Angelo was better than that
I turn your snare into your face getting smacked like spac!
I'ma let you know what I'm about
You ain't about, shit, you ain't about
I'm about to take the npc out of your fucking house
I'ma let you know what I'm about and you ain't about
I'm about to take the npc out of your fucking house

And it's all too silly, to me, ... they take it too sincerely
I'm jack tripping all, so don't you get near me or
3's a company dawg...
Without a doubt, I turn it out, ... all about
... in the fucking house... you will know what's up
Shit ... uppercuts of the... and pulling dresses up
So I can reveal what's up, that's what's up, that's what's up

I'm extra tough, plus I'm extra nuts
I got 4 balls 2 dicks and 3 sluts
One for the cunt, one for the butt
One to juggle 3 balls, the one that's left you could suck
I'ma let you know what I'm about
Apparently you ain't about
Shit, and I'm about
To knock the microphone out of your fucking mouse
I'ma let you know what I'm about
And you ain't about
Shit so I'm about
To knock the microphone out of your fucking mouse
Get it out, it doesn't belong there,
In your face, I put my arms there
Better yet, during a show, I create a bomb scare
I'm like, everybody get out, it's gonna blow, get out of there
That's the only way your shit's gonna blow..
I guess you blow bro, you better go home listen to my ... in slow mo
Mo, mo, mo, motion, coast to coasting
I be ... broads in the motherfucking sushi that's still alive in the ocean
Haters talk shit but still rewind, like o shit
... beat makers scratchers and hip hop vocals
... and hell will start choking... me with a gift that ticks, open it

I'ma let you know what I'm about and you ain't about
Shit, so I'm about, to take the turn tables out your fucking house
I'ma let you know what I'm about and you ain't about
Shit, so I'm about, to take all your equipment out your fucking house

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