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Lil Wayne – How To Love Lyrics

MUL_admin — Fri, 26 Aug 2011 03:55:07 +0000

Lil Wayne – How To Love Lyrics

You had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out
How to love
How to love

You had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever
Now you in the corner tryna put it together
How to love
How to love

For a second you were here
Why you over there?
Its hard not to stare, the way you moving your body
Like you never had a love
Never had a love

When you was just a young’un your looks was so precious
But now your grown up
So fly its like a blessing but you can’t have a man look at you for 5 seconds
Without you being insecure
You never credit yourself so when you got older
It’s seems like you came back 10 times over
Now you’re sitting here in this damn corner
Looking through all your thoughts and looking over your shoulder

See you had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out
How to love
How to love

See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever
Now you in the corner tryna put it together
How to love
How to love

For a second you were here
Why you over there?
Its hard not to stare the way you moving your body
Like you never had a love
Had a love

You had a lot of dreams that transform to visions
The fact that you saw the world affected all your decisions
But it wasn’t your fault
Wasn’t in your intentions
To be the one here talking to me
Be the one listening
But I admire your poppin bottles and dippin’
Just as much as you admire bartending and stripping
Baby, so don’t be mad
Nobody else trippin
You see a lot of crooks and the crooks still crook

See You had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out
How to love
How to love

See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever
Now you in the corner tryna put it together
How to love
How to love

Oooh,
See I just want you to know
That you deserve the best
You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
Yeah

And I want you to know, you’re far from the usual
Far from the usual

You see you had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out
How to love
How to love

See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever
Now you in the corner tryna put it together
How to love
How to love

See you had a lot of crooks tryna steal your heart
Never really had luck, couldn’t never figure out
How to love
How to love

See you had a lot of moments that didn’t last forever
Now you in the corner tryna put it together
How to love
How to love

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Lil Wayne – You Da Shit Lyrics

admin — Thu, 14 Apr 2011 00:24:37 +0000

Lil Wayne – You Da Shit Lyrics

[hook]
show em what you got baby
show em you the shit
go on throw it to the wall, baby something gonna stick, believe that
fuck these other bitches don’t trip
you’ve been working too hard, tell em niggas cut the check

i know you hustle baby, i ain’t gotta tell ya
you can give it everything but they take it if you let em
but bills don’t stop so you keep the money coming
cause you taking care of mama, lil brother, baby cousin
damn the way you move you’re body girl you know your gonna get it
how the fuck you else you going where the shoe ain’t fitted?
say hi to every hater, take a picture screen saver
throw the middle finger, tell em bitches see ya later

[hook]
now show em what you got girl
show em you the shit
go on throw it to the wall, baby something gonna stick, you know
fuck these other bitches don’t trip
you’ve been working too hard, tell em niggas cut the check

then pick up all this money, i know you don’t mind
go on take it to the back and count every single dime

go on show em what you got girl
show em you the shit
go on throw it to the wall, baby something gonna give

with your pretty little buttons you a pretty little flower
so when they talk money, baby tell em talk louder
cause all that bullshit is smoke signals to the rider
you in it for the commission
every muthafuckin dollar

the way that body movin’ it’s hard to understand
you ain’t never been a bitch to execute without the plan
i ain’t never seen a market supply without demand
fuck credit baby tell em broke niggas stop playing

gun snooze off, just take them shoes off
let me get that all, how that body so soft
cause you know it’s gon count baby if you gon give it
and know it ain’t a life if we don’t live it

[hook]
baby go on show em what you got girl
show em you the shit
go on throw it to the wall, baby something gonna stick, yaa diiig!
fuck these other bitches don’t trip
you’ve been working too hard, tell em niggas cut the check

and pick up all this money, i know you on your grind
go on take it to the back and count up every single dime
go on show em what you got girl
show em you the shit
yeah throw it to the wall, baby something gonna give, ya dig!

you the shit, you the shit
yeah mami
you the shit, you the shit
uh huh
you the shit, you the shit
yeah mami
you the shit

[hook]
show em what you got baby
show em you the shit
go on throw it to the wall, baby something gonna stick, ya dig!
fuck these other bitches don’t trip
you’ve been working too hard, tell em niggas cut the check

and pick up all this money, i know you on your grind
go on take it to the back and count up every single dime
go on show em what you got baby
show em you the shit
go on throw it to the wall, baby something gonna give

[hook]
show em what you got baby
show em you the shit
go on throw it to the wall, baby something gonna stick, ya dig!
fuck these other bitches don’t trip
you’ve been working too hard, tell em niggas cut the check

and pick up all this money, i know you on your grind
go on take it to the back and count up every single dime
go on show em what you got baby
show em you the shit
go on throw it to the wall, baby something gonna give
hear that
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Porcelain Black ft. Lil Wayne – This Is What Rock N Roll Looks Like Lyrics

admin — Mon, 28 Mar 2011 22:28:17 +0000

Porcelain Black ft. Lil Wayne – This Is What Rock N Roll Looks Like Lyrics

[porcelain black - chorus]
hey hey hey if you’re ready to rage
raise your hands up, this what rock and roll looks like
yeah yeah yeah, wearing leather and lace
raise your hands up, this what rock and roll looks like
umm, microphone check one, two
yeah, yeah, it’s porcelain baby
and this is what rock n roll looks like
the dark days falling down on my stand
i feel the thirst to get it in
touble, trouble, drink it down
like a king, i take the crown
?
cause we’re the kids, make love to the night
we gonna get this, we gonna start a fight

[porcelain black - chorus]
hey hey hey if you’re ready to rage
raise your hands up, this what rock and roll looks like
yeah yeah yeah, wearing leather and lace
raise your hands up, this what rock and roll looks like
na-na-na-na-nana-na-nah
(hey, hey, hey)
na-na-na-na-nana-na-na-now, na-now
(hey)
na-na-na-na-nana-na-now
(hey hey)
na-na-na-na-nana-na-na-now, na-now
(hey)
we’re putting dark shades on for the cameras
take a picture now if you wanna have us
lets a ? across my face
not a drop willl go to waste
baby the beast is yours to chase
cause we’re the kids, make love to the night
we gonna get this, we gonna start a fight

[porcelain black - chorus]
hey hey hey if you’re ready to rage
raise your hands up, this what rock and roll looks like
yeah yeah yeah, wearing leather and lace
raise your hands up, this what rock and roll looks like
na-na-na-na-nana-na-nah
(hey, hey, hey)
na-na-na-na-nana-na-na-now, na-now
(hey)
na-na-na-na-nana-na-now
(hey hey)
na-na-na-na-nana-na-na-now, na-now
(hey)

[lil wayne]
i-i-i-i need a cigarette and a bad bitch
come be my soccer ball and get yo ass kicked
i like my pizza cold, i like my glass full
i don’t like bullshit, but i like red bull
i smell like guns and roses
i look like money bitch
i taste like rock n roll
i make her lick her lips
and all the drama’s dead
im in the past life
i forgot her name but i remember last night
you can do what you do
i done did enough
i’m on that gangsta shit
i don’t give a f-ck
weezy

[porcelain black]
you wanna talk the talk, get up and show me the walk
you wanna talk the talk, you better show me the walk
you wanna talk the talk, get up and show me ya walk
you wanna talk the talk, you better show me ya walk
[porcelain black - chorus x2]
hey hey hey if you’re ready to rage
raise your hands up, this what rock and roll looks like
yeah yeah yeah, wearing leather and lace
raise your hands up, this what rock and roll looks like
na-na-na-na-nana-na-nah
(hey, hey, hey)
na-na-na-na-nana-na-na-now, na-now
(hey)
na-na-na-na-nana-na-now
(hey hey)
na-na-na-na-nana-na-na-now, na-now
(hey)
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Short Dawg ft. Lil Wayne – Money In My Pocket (Remix) Lyrics

ibby1001 — Wed, 16 Feb 2011 21:56:23 +0000

Short Dawg ft. Lil Wayne – Money In My Pocket Lyrics

see, see i’m steppin’ out froze
louie on my toes
all this money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
now my stacks don’t fold
i got too much to hold
all this money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole

now holla for a dollar, act strange for the change
thats my n-gga gudda gudda, yeah he came in the range
my homie, mack maine with (?) and the chains
and me i’m so fly, i swear i came in a plane then landed in a lot
smooth like grease, laughing at the pop, you should chews like teeth?
fresh outfit boy, came to shut it down
and it’s only gon be worn once, like a wedding gown
somebody tell the town short dawgs in the annex
pistol on my hip and i pop it like xanex
got the (?) cause we got the hoes drippin’
you see i’m ballin’ like jordan you just a scottie pippen
catch you slipping, then you better go and get ya boys
i get em work, my money longer than extension cords
tell them runts i got some game i can sell ‘em
i walk up on her, while she with them lames and i tell her

see, see i’m steppin’ out froze
louie on my toes
all this money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
now my stacks don’t fold
i got too much to hold
all this money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole

it’s young elvis freshly in the four door european
and the tint dark as coffee, a n-gga feeling bossy
pulling hoes like a tooth and it’s hard to get em off me
i’m a stunna like the ceo of cash money records
the louie v rag got me chequered with the matching kicks
grinnin’ at your chick, the surp got me leaning like 10 after 6
therefore i tell her, go on buss it open
goin buss it open, they call me short dawg but no i aint from oakland
my money so tall that you gon have to climb it
if she know how to rewind it, trust me i’m gon change the climate
and then i get behind it like i’m tryna do the heimlich
she heard that i be rhyming and i’m balling like kurt heinrich
she’s looking for some love, but over here she will not find it
so get down on your knees, you’re int he presence of your highness

see, see i’m steppin’ out froze
louie on my toes
all this money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
now my stacks don’t fold
i got too much to hold
all this money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole

tunechi in this bitch, fresh watch me do it
bitches know i ball, i go ham, cam newton
shorty on the pill, get this hoe some fluids
and if that bitch bad, i put her on my todo list
see i step up in this bitch like a gamma, get ya camera’s
money on the table bitch, respect my table manners
young money the shit, did you get the memorandom
and these other n-ggas think they fly (?)
haa, what you doing?
i’m throwing money, they take too long with the ones
f-ck it, i’ll start throwing hundreds
gollum n-ggas aint spending shit, they tippin’ on a budget
man, they pockets getting skinny, what that is jennifer hudson
order a bottle and i drink it til its hollow
and my coupe is a 2 seater so you bitches gotta follow
now buss it open backwards like the doors on a rolls
i got money in my pocket, i got hoes on pause

see, see i’m steppin’ out froze
louie on my toes
all this money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
money in my pocket got these hoes on the pole
money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
now my stacks don’t fold
i got too much to hold
all this money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
money in my pocket got them hoes on the pole
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Bruno Mars ft. Lil Wayne – Grenade Remix Lyrics

Halyrics The Latest Lyrics — Sat, 12 Feb 2011 19:32:17 +0000

Bruno Mars ft. Lil Wayne – Grenade Remix Lyrics

and i don’t mind when we fall out
as long as we fall back into it
i hope we never put an end to it
even though you not that into it
heaven, have you ever been to it
cause you look like you never been
you’re more like a hell’s angel
and for you, i’d rather sin
broken heart, love you with a broken heart
for you i’ll jump off noah’s ark
love is blind and hope is dark
but why does pain feel so good
love is science, live for you
die for you, and i’ll die smiling

easy come, easy go
that’s just how you live, oh
take, take, take it all,
but you never give
should of known you was trouble from the first kiss
had your eyes wide open
why were they open?
gave you all i had
and you tossed it in the trash
you tossed it in the trash, you did
to give me all your love is all i ever asked,
cause what you don’t understand is

i’d catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’d jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
you know i’d do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
oh, oh
i would go through all this pain,
take a bullet straight through my brain,
yes, i would die for ya baby;
but you won’t do the same

no, no, no, no
black, black, black and blue beat me till i’m numb
tell the devil i said “hey” when you get back to where you’re from
mad woman, bad woman,
that’s just what you are, yeah,
you’ll smile in my face then rip the brakes out my car
gave you all i had
and you tossed it in the trash

you tossed it in the trash, yes you did
to give me all your love is all i ever asked
cause what you don’t understand is

i’d catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’d jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah , yeah)
you know i’d do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
oh, oh
i would go through all this pain,
take a bullet straight through my brain,
yes, i would die for ya baby;
but you won’t do the same

if my body was on fire, ooh
you’d watch me burn down in flames
you said you loved me you’re a liar
cause you never, ever, ever did baby…

but darling i’ll still catch a grenade for ya
throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’d jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
you know i’d do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah)
oh, oh
i would go through all this pain,
take a bullet straight through my brain,
yes, i would die for ya baby;
but you won’t do the same.
no, you won’t do the same,
you wouldn’t do the same,
ooh, you’ll never do the same,
no, no, no, no
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Jay Sean & Lil Wayne – Hit the Lights Lyrics

Halyrics The Latest Lyrics — Mon, 24 Jan 2011 22:42:53 +0000

Jay Sean & Lil Wayne – Hit the Lights Lyrics

[Jay Sean]
Hit the lights
Hit the lights
Hit the lights
Hit the lights

Baby hold it,
and let me holla at you baby for a moment
And if you with it, I’m with it, keep it rollin’
And we’ll be dancing and drinking until the morning
Until the morning

Starters going off
It’s so hot there’s girls just taking all there clothes off
So take a picture of this moment with your iPhone
Cause I don’t wanna forget tonight, night, night, night
Put your lighters in the air
Let em burn into the night
And let everybody know
that your with it and your ready to go

So hit the lights
Hit the lights
Hit the lights
Tonight, tonight
So Hit the lights
Hit the lights
Hit the lights
Hit the light
hit the light
Hit the lights

Come out the dark and let the DJ lead the way (way, way, way)
Cause it’s hot in the club now, so don’t let it stop now

So hit the lights
Hit the lights
Hit the lights
And everybody say

Uh oh oh, uh oh

[Lil Wayne]
YMCMB, bitches call me Tunechi Li
All them bitches think they fly,
and all ‘em bitches flew to me
Hit the lights so you could see
My drink is strong my hooka sweet
Understand the time is now, but time is up the futures bleak

this beat is stupid cupid
Love me, leave me in the morning
If you like your friend join in
The wildest flower in the garden
Coolest n-gga in the party
Shades on, dreads long
Blood gang, red zone
And I’m with Jay Sean

[Jay Sean]
Put ya lighters in the air
Let em burn into the sky
And let everybody know
that your with it and your ready to go

So hit the lights
Hit the lights
Hit the lights
Tonight, tonight
So Hit the lights
Hit the lights
Hit the lights
Hit the light
hit the light
Hit the lights

Come out the dark and let the DJ lead the way (way, way, way)
Cause it’s hot in the club now, so don’t let it stop now

So hit the lights
Hit the lights
Hit the lights
And everybody say

Tell em low, tell em high
Light it up to the sky

Tell em low, tell em high
Light it up to the sky

And everybody say

Uh oh oh, uh oh

So hit the lights
Hit the lights
Hit the lights
Tonight, tonight
So Hit the lights
Hit the lights
Hit the lights
Hit the light
hit the light
Hit the lights

Come out the dark and let the DJ lead the way (way, way, way)
Cause it’s hot in the club now, so don’t let it stop now
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Mystikal ft. Lil Wayne – Papercuts Lyrics

admin — Fri, 15 Oct 2010 18:27:25 +0000

Mystikal ft. Lil Wayne – Papercuts Lyrics

[Chorus - Fiend]

I got papercuts
papercuts, papercuts, papercuts
gettin this (money)
spending this (money)
counting this (money)
gettin this
(repeated)

[Lil Wayne]
Young Money Weezy, B-gang bi-otch
Abstract artist, call me Basquiat
Bad Ass Carter, f-ck ya b-tch harder
Wild n-gga, make her give me brains like Harvard
I don’t play at all, ball like a small foward
Keep a buncha b-tches like Ray J Norwood
Flow so sick, I hear the beat and get nauseous
Then I just kill it, turn this b-tch into a carcass
Live in Miami, I aint never see a dolphin
You come to New Orleans, f-ck around and see a coffin
N-gga got power like a f-ckin’ Mighty Morphin
Get money more than often, my loft in-
Atlanta, and I got a cabana
And I got a banana-clip up in the cannon
Big dog s-ittin’ on all you cocker-spaniels
I just keep shootin’ like I’m flippin’ thru the channels
Tunechi

[Chorus]

[Fiend]
I’m a residue rapper, potato chip crack daddy
you cockroach rhyming
I spit that (?)
and while I’m after more like give me
fitted all red like I came down a chimney
and how I murder rappers I know God won’t forgive me (forgive me)
flow automatic not semi
and you getting by with yours like 1 kidney
I gets busy, voice like (?)
counting money in the tele like (?)
I’ma need a meaner and I do it double
send it up to Lucas, start it on the hustle
yeah I hustle (?)
I got a few dollars even bailed out the ride
(?)

[Chorus]

[Mystikal]
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Lil Wayne – Bill Gates Lyrics

admin — Tue, 28 Sep 2010 18:00:21 +0000

Lil Wayne – Bill Gates Lyrics

[Lil Wayne - Verse 1]
Skinny ass pants
fresh pair of vans
if you n-ggas keep trippin’ n-gga share an ambulance
throw up blood with my hands
my gang poppin’ n-ggas smoke that kush and not that (?)
for you night droppin’ n-ggas
all day I do it
I do it like Tony
got a sign on my d-ck that say “bad bitches only”
I don’t drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt
man I’m on that patron, f-ck with me wrong and get murked
got a silencer on the gun, that bitch go “pu”
Got a mean ass swagger, my bitches do too
yeah all my n-ggas nuts and I’m a loose screw
b-tch I get big bucks pockets on bruce bruce
yeah I talk that sh-t bitch I got red to (?) toast
welcome to the murder show I am the muthf-cking host
they call me Weezy F Baby yes I do the f-cking most
Im at their throats until they choke
the God has spoke I need a smoke man

[Chorus]
All these bitches and niggas still hatin’
I used to be a baller but now I’m Bill Gaten’
got a list of full of problems, I tend to em later
yeah life is a bitch but I appreciate em man(x2)

[Lil Wayne - Verse 1]
It go dark ass shades, I can’t see them haters
now eat these fuckin bullets, don’t forget to tip the waiter
dress like a skater, ride on you like Shawn White
I’m high all day, you can call that sh-t a long flight
every nights a long night, every day is a holiday
I can f-ck the squares now do that mean I’m out of shape
yes I talk sh-t, got to defecate to conversate
weezy f-ck the world, yup I f-ck it till it ovulate,
get her to the crib get in that p-ssy just dominate
Weezy F baby and the F is for finer cake
Polo Ralph Lauren bitch, yeah that’s what my pajamas say
big tall glass of some sh-t you can’t pronounciate
(?) in the bezel of my watch with the diamond face
still I do not give you mother fuckers the time of day
pistol in your mouth I cannot make out what you tryna say
and if they want a war, tell them mother f-ckers bombs away

[Chorus]
All these bitches and niggas still hatin’
I used to be a baller but now I’m Bill Gaten’
got a list of full of problems, I tend to em later
yeah life is a bitch but I appreciate em man(x2)

[Lil Wayne]
Let it breath to em,
yes just let it breath to em
Young mula baby
Young mula baby
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Lil Wayne – That Ain’t Me Lyrics

admin — Tue, 28 Sep 2010 17:59:28 +0000

Lil Wayne – That Ain’t Me Lyrics

[Lil Wayne]
cut the music up please
yeah I should never leave hip hop
controlled by my two hands they go tick toc
around the clock, yes it’s my time, my throne
better know the time of day in any f-cking time zone
I’m feeling like I’m on top of the rhinestone
pull in the ladder from heaven about to climb home
mental thoughts are sharper than a pine cone
in this World of numbers I keep my nine on
and I don’t go to church because the line long
and the preacher he be getting his shine on
but I know my Lord I am God’s own
back to my hands, tick tick a time bomb

[Jay Sean - Chorus]
Yeah, don’t you know I’ll be (I’ll be)
Yeah, don’t you know I’ll be (I’ll be)
I’ll be here cause I won’t quit yeah
you can try lock me up
you can try to break me down
but I stay strong
It’s my own throne
cant stop now cause that aint me
you can try lock me up
you can try to break me down
but I stay strong
It’s my own throne
cant stop now cause that aint me

[Lil Wayne]
Try to stay afloat on my inner tube
when they turn my city into a swimming pool
before that, it was a living cesspool
we got get on our sh-t like nats do
police’s be on my tip like hats do
but i stay strong like blacks do
never saved by the bell in a black school
and I stay in trouble like Zack do
and in this game nobody’s on my plateau
therefore my name remains like a tattoo
yes I take giant steps in Shaq boots
B-I-R-D man junior are Weezy F Baby

[Chorus]

[Jay Sean - Bridge]
that aint me
See I won’t stop, that aint me
I wont quit, that aint me
no I wont stop, that aint me
cause that aint me

[Lil Wayne]
Alright, I’m in their conversations
the titles up for grabs I’m into confiscation
punch, shot or stab now your the doctors patient
wild like an Arab from the Islamic nation
I get money round the clock, aint got no time for hating
and these n-ggas aint sh-t like their constipating
I get the coupe with the kit
watch me lobster red it
drop the top at the light thats when I be heading
so far ahead of them I feel outdated
but I feel electric like I’m Raiden
used to play Mortal Kombat when I was a couch potato
now I’m coming out with faders, no homo

[Chorus]
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Lil Wayne – With You Lyrics

admin — Tue, 28 Sep 2010 17:58:21 +0000

Lil Wayne – With You Lyrics

[Lil Wayne - Verse 1]
Shawty badder than a 3 year old
keep playing and imma eat her like a pita roll
Im just sayin with my love I could feed her soul
two day getaway and we dont need our clothes
we at the pool and she lookin like a center fold
two tattoos but she say she gettin plenty mo
She got Indian in her family, seminol
me and shawty go together like chemicals
and she get mad when I call other woman hoes
you send a rose, I pick some flowers and send her those
tall glass of Merlot get her in the mode
two tall glasses of Merlot get her out her robe
I whisper in her ear, than lick around her lobe
and when she check her watch, it’s never time to go
and with her brain she should make the honor roll
And when I came, she caught me like the common cold.

[Chorus]
God damn you the sh-t
and I’ll rip my heart out and hand you the sh-t
And I dont really know how to handle this sh-t
But tonight its moonlight and candles and sh-t

[Drake - Hook]
With you baby
With you baby
with you baby
with you baby
With youuuu and only you

[Lil Wayne - Verse 2]
Uh I say damn I must be left cause you the best I ever seen right
shawty put me on, you got me gone like some green lights
See you with your girls, they probably telling that he aint right
Bet they be the same bitches at the wedding throwing rice
Lets get together over night
Shawty im a pro and you are lookin like the protoype
But see that I took your advice,
sometimes you got to blow it twice then shake it up and roll the dice
Im crusin on the road of life but I need a passenger
Appettite for lovin, ma im hungry like a scavenger
I-I be on that lavender
I-I be in the bath with her
Then I gotta go under that water like a mariner

[Chorus]

[Drake - Hook]

[Lil Wayne - Verse 3]
Now she dont know about me
But Imma put her on it
And she aint show up out me
But cant go without me
We probably aint supposed to be together
but I wonder if our love affair her could last forever
And shawty Im with ya
Smoke alot of weed but I could never forget ya
Then I told her to her face,
If everyone was like you the World would be a better place

[Chorus]

[Drake - Hook]
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Lil Wayne – YM Banger Lyrics

admin — Tue, 28 Sep 2010 17:57:08 +0000

Lil Wayne – YM Banger Lyrics

[Gudda Gudda]
Ok I’m leaning to the left
flag in my right pockets
star track fly, unidentified flying objects
extraterrestrial I’m all about my decimels
retarded in the booth they say I got a special flow
sicker than your average you rappers is ass backwards
Gudda speak crack and you n-ggas is crack addicts
the simple mathematics.
you cut the check and I rake in the green like I’m raking the grass in
pretty b-tches damn near feint when they passing
call my whip Martin but the first name Aston
tata head n-ggas get mashed when I’m spazzin’
think you f-cking with me put your cash in, nah I doubt
I was young and reckless when Pete say he was about it
you n-ggas is ducks howards, cowards
kill the competition and hsower n-ggas with flowers
this rap sh-t is ours
pop b-tch

[Lil Wayne]
Uh, uptown back in it
Hollygrove black menace
black clothes, black tennis
black semi,
I’ve never sat in hemi
that would offend me
try Maybach on Maybach
b-tch I got stacks yeah
paychecks on paychecks
and I still want payback
and I still don’t play that
I kill on asap
and you don’t do sh-t but get money all day
p-ssy shoes on my bullets now they running your way
YM young mula young money all day
where the drugs so sweet like honey on yay
which one of y’all say you want drama I’m honoured
I blitz your ass like a muthaf-cking lineman
stack of paychecks with a whole bunch of comma’s
still wear red like an old 49ner
f-ck sh-ttin on ya, dump the whole toilet on ya
Weezy F baby b-tch I hotter than Uganda
Ughhh!!!

[Jae Millz]
Mama aint make me to make homies
she make me to make history
so doing that’s my extra-curicular activity
bulldozer boy and the target is the industry
Two things I love in the World, good head and victory
you aint doing it big and broke stop kidding me
your whip aint up to date and your hoes look like Mr T
This is Misery, no Cathy Bates
come at me sideways my money slap ya straight
yeah I’m a big joker so you know I slap you ace
leave the club with ya girl send her home with an ashy face
love is a gamble but it’s my casino
pretend that your the loser I hope that she (?)
I hope the game got life insurance
cause I’m kill it
and all you wack ass rap n-ggas dying with it
I’m so harlem eating but so starving
pockets full of fat like all I do is eat margarine
Millz

[Tyga]
put the flow in the pot
crank up the ntoch
burn the song from a stove top
it’s finger licking hot
his pitch flip cause the n-gga flop
my sh-t hit like the p-tch was soft
n-ggas cotton balled
she dropped drawers cause she poppin off
her p-ssy cross guard but I don’t stop at all
I smash in the car, like f-ck the f-cking law
I bet daddy gone, who wanna make it done
the rocky sh-t that we up on
shttin on em like hittin the barn
hey wait they say money talks
man you don’t speak at all
you shop at mini malls
my style two thumbs up like using analogues
I wreck sh-t for the recognition b-tch
Jesus as my witness, say evision
I bore you n-ggas flame flicker
I melt pictures
tyga skin aint drippin’
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Lil Wayne – Popular Lyrics

admin — Tue, 28 Sep 2010 17:55:48 +0000

Lil Wayne – Popular Lyrics

[Lil Wayne Chorus]
She got that good good she michael jackson bad im attracted to her for her atractive a-s
She got that good good she michael jackson bad im attracted to her

[Lil Wayne]
She a monster, I’m her sponsor
she run through my head, Chris Johnson
I’ma tackle her, get in back of her
buss it open suck that p-ssy like the dracula
what your man doing? tell him fall back
throw that p-ssy at me, baseball bat
i kiss her where she point
I make her lose her voice,
I see her when I want, call that viewers choice
number 1 lover, she want none other
dont need another one when we got one another
i take her out and then i take her down
i beat it up twelve round

[Lil Wayne Chorus]
She she got that good good
she got that got that good
she got she got that got that
she she got that good good, she michael jackson bad im attracted to her for her atractive a-s

[Lil Twist]

Ok I’m watching you baby and thinking about all of the things
that i can do baby on top of the world
when i`m on top of you baby
spend the night with me and get popular baby , po-popular baby (x2)

[Lil Wayne]
Uh
She a monster,but im a beast tho
Take her clothes down,with my teeth tho
I beat slow or i can hit it fast
I do it how she ask, and i cum last
I bust her a-s,we tare it down
The i gotta slit like James Brown
Its all love,i come back around
And if she back it up , then then i back it down
Tell me something is u ready for me baby
Take this beast of out my pants and let u pad it for me baby
My dick on professor Klump jump on this Eddy for me baby
And when u f-ck with me they give u credit for it baby yeah

[Lil Wayne Chorus]
She she got that good good
she got that got that good
she got she got that got that
she she got that good good, she michael jackson bad im attracted to her for her atractive a-s

[Lil Twist]

Ok I’m watching you baby and thinking about all of the things
that i can do baby on top of the world
when i`m on top of you baby
spend the night with me and get popular baby , po-popular baby (x2)

[Lil Wayne ]
She got that good good she michael jackson bad
im attracted to her for her atractive a-s
So pack your bags , i fly you in
Soon as she land , we get it in
She love to put her legs around my neck
I promise if i f-ck her hard then she gon choke me to death . ha
And is always with dont know if she the best i ever had
but shes the best i had yet

[Lil Twist]

Ok I’m watching you baby and thinking about all of the things
that i can do baby on top of the world
when i`m on top of you baby
spend the night with me and get popular baby , po-popular baby

hey and u get popular baby
and like a cradle i`ll be rockin u baby
i feel good when i`m on top of you baby
so imma stay on top of u baby . hey

[Lil Wayne ]

u`ll be popular baby
i`ll be rockin u baby
i`m on top of u baby
and imma stay on top of u baby hahaha

YOUNG MUUUULLLLAAA BABYYYY
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Lil Wayne – Hold Up Lyrics

admin — Tue, 28 Sep 2010 17:54:33 +0000

Lil Wayne – Hold Up Lyrics

[Lil Wayne Verse 1]
B-tch im me, American gangsta
weezy F baby, born in a manger
trouble is my friend, i aint far in the danger
Clip full of wings, turn you boys into angels
shoot ya in your halo, shoot you like halo
…New orleans A-hole, Flee-o, Fuego
all about my bread like bagels, they know
Im raw like ?, ball like gay hoes
weed so strong its like i twist tornadoes
spit like 9′s, 4 5th’s, and 3 8 oh’s
niggas want problems, well i am problematic
Its back to pickin cotton cause you niggas cotton candy
ima east side damu, deep water shamoo
shoot you from your head to your shoulders, shampoo
Kush and the bamboo, p-ssy in the bedroom
pass that b-tch down like an heirloom,
Tunechi

Hold up [x4]

[Chorus]
Huslte till night fall
Party till Sunrise
Guns in the boxs?
dont make this a gun fight
f-ck them other niggas
f-ck then niggas b-tches
Been with real s-it (?)
Trigga Finger itches
[x2]

[T-Streets Verse 2]
B-tch im streets, I rep that east
Gimmie the beef, I’ll Put the beef in da grease
Kush in the sweets, B-tch in the sheets
I f-cked that b-tch mission complete
Real nigga talk, Gangsta conversation
Im a real nigga dont f-ck wit immitations
Young Money nigga aint no limatations
I dont play games niggas simulations
Which one of yall niggas say ya bout it?
Its a f-cked up world T streets take ya out it
Thats word to the glock.. Glock in my sock
???? better stop at the dot

[Lil Wayne Verse 3]
Uhh Married to the money, welcome to the reception
She came with problems, f-ck it thats my step sons
Sleepin in the Maybach, Wake me when the jet come
And i keep the toast turn yo ass to bread crumbs
Uhh based on a true story, i got a million flows they aint even 2 storys
Sleepin on the edge, I hope i dont toss and turn
Shoot down the early bird thats how i get the worm
Real nigga university.. Alumni
Just check my watch and the b-tch says sometimes
She say when im in her feels like im soul searchin
And they say money talks, well its my spoke person
Uhh grab a star from the sun roof
I f-ck her in her dreams and make her come true
Young Money is the power Send my B’s at you like a motherf-ckin flower

[Chorus]

Huslte till night fall
Party till Sunrise
Gun in the boxs?
dont make this a gun fight
f-ck them other niggas
f-ck then niggas b-tches
Been with real s-it (?)
Trigga Finger itches
[x2]
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Diddy ft. Lil Wayne and Justin Timberlake – Shades Lyrics

admin — Mon, 16 Aug 2010 19:28:29 +0000

Diddy ft. Lil Wayne and Justin Timberlake – Shades Lyrics

[Lil Wayne Verse]
Uh, before you get here,
Put yo panties in yo pocketbook
That’s what I told her, over the Motorola
Hennessy and Cola
I hold her, at attention with my mannors
And even though I don’t roll a camera
She still performs
Like the superstar, she truly are
So, also I think I love her already
Damn, I think I…already
She must be the one
I look in her eyes and see the sun
Even on rainy days, aint it
Crazy mayne, yeah, that’s what I said
She do doughnuts in my head
Over and over, and over
Til the cops pull her over
And then she say some real slick shit like
“I’m on my way from Weezy Baby”
And of course they let her go

[Justin Timberlake]
I know I got a lot of baggage
its for the ladies and mercedes
and I know that it’s heavy
but I pray that someone will grab it for me
I know I got a lot of baggage
full of Chanel’s and Tiffany’s and broken hearts girl
you need me baby its hard to break a habit
for me yeah

[Diddy in Brackets]
and girl if you want
I pour a gallon of gasoline on my heart
just to light your cigarette
girl if you want
(I’ll do anything for you)
I’ll do anything for you
(I’ll even take off my shades)
I’ll even take off my shades
and stare right at the sun from the stage
(I’ll even try different things)
I’ll even try different things
I’ll make love to you on marmalade
(never made love on marmalade)
I’ll even change my name, name
what you say
(I’ll be what ever you say)
I’ll be what ever you say
I’ll even try different things
I’ll make love to you on marmalade
(Are you sure thats what you want to do)
if thats what you want to do

[Chorus]
What you gonna do
what you gonna do
when I’m perfect for you
girl watch how its gon drive you crazy
and love’s gon turn you up baby
girl watch how its gon drive you crazy
(repeated)

[Diddy]
Got a lot of baggage its full of shades
different shades
and I’m sharp as a razor thats why I have to brand it
you talking bout me (you talking bout me)
listen to me
I know I got a lot of baggage
its full of promises that why I keep a lock on it
I promise girl I’m trying to make it happen for me
and you babe
now girl if you wanna pour a gallon of gasoline on my heart
and light it if you get lonely
if you call me
girl if you call me
if you want me I’m ready when you are just tell me you want me

[Chorus repeated]

[Justin Timberlake]
Black grey white
if I pull down these shades would I sound too bright
get it, sound too right
maybe I’m just feeling myself because
“flashing lights come from everywhere”
and you can feel that somethings blowing in the air tonight
now if you need that fire I’ll be that propane
if you need it wet I’ll make it pour rain
but maybe I wont
maybe you just have to take it
go ahead pretend I’m a drug
now let me see you shake it
I can read your mind, read your mind, Professor X
we can press rewind, press rewind, VHS
speaking of the past, its so futuristic behind ya
let me fill up your plate and dish it out, dish it out, China
I’mma bend yo body, bend yo body, Magneto
let me have my way, I’mma have my way, Carlito
now we can put in work, let me get my busy on for you
you aint never heard you talk like this
it’s got my Drizzy on for you

[Chorus]
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Fabolous ft. Young Jeezy , Lil Wayne – Diamonds Remix Lyrics

admin — Sun, 08 Aug 2010 17:17:51 +0000

Fabolous ft. Young Jeezy , Lil Wayne – Diamonds Remix Lyrics

[Intro]
Diamonds On My Damn Chain! It Aint Hard To Tell!

[Chorus]
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
I’m like ooh daddy, I see you do the damn thang’
Got my vote, I’m feelin’ ya campaign
I like you but, I really like your damn chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
It kinda explains the way she be actin’
She liked my necklace so she started relaxin’
Now that’s what the fuck I call a chain reaction!

[Verse 1 - Fabolous]
Yo, You think they like me now, wait until the light hit me
I bet the house somebody girl spend the night with me
They gota love it, if not, then I guess they haters
This kinda necklace’ll turn on the investigators
They ain’t got one problem with this
Square face watch look like Sponge Bob on the wrist
One white, one gold, one nice, untold
You can look but don’t touch, Guns might unload, now-I respect them thugs who get the jackin’ on
But we squeeze set every slug that we be packin’s long
Ya boy got the drug money we be stackin on
Lotta carrots, not the one’s Bugs Bunny snackin’ on
Got em, get em close and, lookin’ like I scooped up-the Titanic chain, from the bottom of the ocean
I play them diamonds well when I got dat jewelery on
they should call me Karat Jeter, maybe Canary Bonds

[Chorus]
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
I’m like ooh daddy, I see you do the damn thang’
Got my vote, I’m feelin’ ya campaign
I like you but, I really like your damn chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
It kinda explains the way she be actin’
She liked my necklace so she started relaxin’
Now that’s what the fuck I call a chain reaction!

[Verse 2 - Young Jeezy]
Damn, what happened? he blindin’ err’body
Hey it must be Jeezy out shinin’ err’ body (yup)
ready for the show, you can call me the light man
(diamonds on my damn chain)
you can call me the bright man
see I dont do ?brightless?, I do ?AP’s?
yea I spend G’s on all these VV’s
blowin’ on chief, yea I got it from Harlem
12 carrot pinky ring, shit I got it from ?Robert?
step it up a notch, iced out ski mask
places in the projects to hide my weed stash
dominican chick, shit I got her from Fab
yellow stones in my chain so I call it the cab

[Chorus]
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
I’m like ooh daddy, I see you do the damn thang’
Got my vote, I’m feelin’ ya campaign
I like you but, I really like your damn chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
It kinda explains the way she be actin’
She liked my necklace so she started relaxin’
Now that’s what the fuck I call a chain reaction!

[Verse 3 - Fabolous]
Yo, maybe it’s them VV’s, cuz’ they sets Susters’
Sit on the next bus like that show on MTV
The wings on the chain, make a n**** fly like the wings on a plane
When you sittin in between em’
they hittin’ when you clean em’, Glitenin’ when you seen em’
Beemin’ through the tints when I’m sittin in the “Phenom”‘
Oops! I mean Phantom, my words got tangled man
But this Tiger strike watch, make ya bitch a Bangles’ fan
We all know Jacob, check the shit he did
We spent more time, “Making The Band” than Diddy did
You feel my campaign, then drop your old spouse
I’m out in DC, at the “White and Gold House” (White and Gold House)…
Wanna convince me love?, Secret Service me with some of that Lewinsky love
She saw the chain, gave me brain, no strain ever since
Now that’s what the fuck I call a good “Chain of Events”! N****!

[Chorus]
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
I’m like ooh daddy, I see you do the damn thang’
Got my vote, I’m feelin’ ya campaign
I like you but, I really like your damn chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
Diamonds In My Damn Chain!
It kinda explains the way she be actin’
She liked my necklace so she started relaxin’
Now that’s what the fuck I call a chain reaction!

[Outro]
Diamonds On My Damn Chain! It Aint Hard To Tell!
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Lil Wayne ft. Drake – Right Above It Lyrics

admin — Thu, 05 Aug 2010 17:40:59 +0000

Lil Wayne ft. Drake – Right Above It Lyrics

[Drake: Verse 1]
Who really tryna f-ck with Hollywood Cole? I’m with Marley Gee, bro
Flying Holly Grove chicks to my Hollywood shows
And I want to tell you something that you prolly should know
This that Slumdog Millionaire Bollywood flow
And ahhh My real friends never hearin’ from me
Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me
That’s why I pick and choose, I don’t get sh-t confused
I got a small circle, I’m not with different crews
We walk the same path, but got on different shoes
Live in the same building, but we got different views
I got a couple cars I never get to use
Don’t like my women single, I like my chicks in twos
And these days all the girls is down to roll
I hit the strip club and all them b-tches find the floor
Plus I just sipped and so this sh-t is movin’ kinda slow
Just tell my girl to tell her friend that it’s time to go

[Lil Wayne]
[Chorus]
Now tell me how you love it
You know you at the top when only heaven’s right above it
We on
It’s Young Money, motherf-cker
If you ain’t runnin’ wit it, run from it, motherf-cker, all right

[Hook]
Now somebody show some money in this b-tch
And I got my bees with me like some honey in this b-tch, ya dig?
I got my gun in my boo purse
And I don’t bust back, because I shoot first

[Verse 2]
Meet me on the fresh train
Yes, I’m in the building, you just on the list of guest names
And all of my riders do not give a f-ck, X Games
Guns turn you boys into b-tches, sex change
And I smoke ’til I got chest pains
And you n-ggas know I rep my game like Jesse James
Women all possessive, and they wanna possess Wayne
I been fly so long I fell asleep on the p-p-plane
Skinny pants and some Vans
Call me Triple 8, get my advance in advance, Amen
As the world spin and dance in my hands
Life is a beach, I’m just playin’ in the sand
Uh, wake up and smell the p-ssy
You n-ggas can’t see me, but never overlook me
I’m on the paper trail, it ain’t no tellin’ where it took me
Yeah, and I ain’t a killa, but don’t push me

[Chorus]
Now tell me how you love it
You know you at the top when only heaven’s right above it
We on
It’s Young Money, motherf-cker
If you ain’t runnin’ wit it, run from it, motherf-cker, all right
[Hook]
Now somebody show some money in this b-tch
And I got my bees with me like some honey in this b-tch, ya dig?
I got my gun in my boo purse
And I don’t bust back, because I shoot first

[Verse 3]
How do he say what’s never said?
Beautiful black woman, I bet that b-tch look better red
Limpin’ off tour ’cause I made more off my second leg
Bird-bi-birdman Junior, eleventh grade
Ball on automatic start
I could hand it to Drake or do a quarterback draw
Wildcat offense, check the paw prints
We in the building, n-ggas in apartments
N-now, c’mon, be my blood donor
Flow so nice, she ain’t gotta put a rug on her
Do it big, and let the small fall under that
Damn, where you stumbled out?
From where they make gumbo at
Kane got the f-ckin’ beat jumpin’ like a jumping jack
You know me, I get on this b-tch and have a heart attack
Hip-hop, I’m the heart of that, b-tch, nothin’ short of that
President Carter, Young Money Democrat

[Chorus]
Now tell me how you love it
You know you at the top when only heaven’s right above it
We on
It’s Young Money, motherf-cker
If you ain’t runnin’ wit it, run from it, motherf-cker, all right
[Hook]
Now somebody show some money in this b-tch
And I got my bees with me like some honey in this b-tch, ya dig?
I got my gun in my boo purse
And I don’t bust back, because I shoot first
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Eminem ft. Lil Wayne – No Love Lyrics

admin — Tue, 08 Jun 2010 18:45:48 +0000

Eminem ft. Lil Wayne – No Love Lyrics

[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]
Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower
But it’s “f-ck the world”, get a child out her
Yeah, my life a b-tch, but you know nothing bout her
Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers
I’m rolling Sweets, I’m smoking sour
Married to the game but she broke her vows
That’s why my bars are full of broken bottles
And my night stands are full of open Bibles
I think about more than I forget
But I don’t go around fire expecting not to sweat
And these ***** know I lay them down, make their bed
Bitches try to kick me while I’m down: I’ll break your leg
Money outweighing problems on the triple beam
I’m sticking to the script, you ***** skipping scenes
Be good or be good at it
Fucking right I’ve got my gun, semi-Cartermatic
Yeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it’s “f-ck what they say”
I’m high as a bitch: up, up and away
Man, I come down in a couple of days
OK, you want me up in the cage, then I’ll come out in beast mode
I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G-code
It’s Weezy motherf-cker, blood gang and I’m in bleed mode
All about my dough but I don’t even check the peephole
So you can keep knocking but won’t knock me down
No love lost, no love found

[Hook - Eminem & Lil Wayne]
It’s a little too late to say that you’re sorry now
You kicked me when I was down
F-ck what you say, just (don’t hurt me, don’t hurt me no more)
That’s right bitch: and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
Bitch you get (no love)
You show me nothing but hate
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around
I don’t need you (don’t hurt me)
You (don’t hurt me no more)
That’s right, and I don’t need you, don’t want to see you
You get (no love)
Bitch you get (no love)
And I don’t need you
Get em

[Verse 2 - Eminem]
I’m alive again
More alive than I have been in my whole entire life
I can see these people’s ears perk up as I begin
To spaz with the pen, I’m a little bit sicker than most
Sh-t’s finna get thick again
They say the competition is stiff
But I get a hard dick from this sh-t, now stick it in
I ain’t never giving in again
Cuss into the wind, complete freedom
Look at these rappers, how I treat them
So why the f-ck would I join them when I beat them
They call me a freak because
I like to spit on these p-ssies fore I eat them
Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage
Where the f-ck is Kanye when you need him?
Snatch the mic from him, bitch I’mma let you finish in a minute
Yeah the rap is tight
But I’m f-cking with the greatest verse of all time
So you might want to go back to the lab tonight and um
Scribble out them rhymes you were going to spit
And start over from scratch and write new ones
But I’m afraid that it ain’t gonna make no difference
When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight
It’s an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump
In the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow
Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd
You can see the sparks from hot metal
Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game
I so started to rock fellow
When I’m not even in my harshest
You can still get roasted because Marsh is not mellow
Til I’m toppling from the top I’m not going to stop
I’m standing on my Monopoly board
That means I’m on top of my game and it don’t stop
Til my hip don’t hop anymore
When you so good that you can’t say it
Because it ain’t even cool for you to sound cocky anymore
People just get sick cause you spit
These fools can’t drool or dribble a drop anymore
And you can never break my stride
You never slow the momentum at any moment I’m about to blow
You’ll never take my pride
Killing the flow, slow venom and the opponent
Is getting no mercy, mark my words
Ain’t letting up, relentless
I smell blood, I don’t give a f-ck: keep giving them hell
Where was you when I fell and needed help up?
You get no love
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Lil Wayne – Bill Gates Lyrics

J. Cole feat. Eminem – Higher Lyrics

Lil Wayne ft. The Game & Birdman – Everything Red Lyrics

admin — Thu, 27 May 2010 20:16:09 +0000

Lil Wayne ft. The Game & Birdman – Everything Red Lyrics

Hook -
(Everything Red) See red when i sleep
Got a red Lambo 22′s on the feet
Catch a red eye private jet, Thats me
redrum for my dogs in the streets (Everything Red)
When you see me on the creep, Got a redbone chick in these red leather seats
When I get them to the house, we layin’ on red sheets, take it off
Red Louis Vuitton’s on the feet.

The Game -
Used to be a 40 ounce nigga, Standin on the corner, no more for the vodka
Now if you see ‘em broke, Tell them holla
Wanna throw ‘em a couple dollars
Follow me, on twitter, follow me in the streets
Be in my Tupac zone when i creep, and then im gone
Back on my gang shit, You know the chain sick
Throwin’ up the rock, tryna figure out where Dame went
AYEEEEE, now pop champagne, Tell them hoes that im in this bitch with Lil Wayne
We got Young Money, We got old money, We got Jay-Z, Beyonce show money
We got Game with gifts and Keyshia Cole money
And we got haters, but thats better than no money
We got Taylor Swift and Sheryl Crow money
2010, We comin for your money

BIRDMAN -
pearl white bugatti, flash cash, flag on the tommy
Still a nigga bend then we outie, big money shit, been bout’ it
See this gang blood, nigga gave me the game so I gave it to my blood (mula!)
fresh with the new fleet, all red YM / CMB (so priceless!)
Big money on the white sheets millhoward??? sleep, presidential sweets
AKs on the harley , Maserati, keep me a 40
In my bentley with the black mag, brand new porsche strap stashed
22 in my Benz JEEP, chopper long, on the back seat.

WAYNE -
Take the chopper out the trunk and go eastside with em
Split a nigga in 2 make the peace sign with em
Play with that pussy put the peace sign in it
Never thought I see a fucking free me sign nigga
Young Carter,Niggas know im blood
Bad red bone,Sitting in my tub
I ball harder,I dont need a sub
Break you bitchass off like a ticket stub
What it do? Ill show you what it does,And everybody know real B’s dont buzz
Pull up in the drop,Drop her off where she was,And later on tonight im gonna forget who she was
Pimpin’ ain’t easy,Naw pimpin’ ain’t Weezy
Got too many bloods I could never be anemic
You know my motto,Put it in the air
And I fuck with The Game,Like a true player
Yeaa! No Homo…Yea!
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The Game – Rough Lyrics

T-Pain and Lil Wayne – Beehive Waist Lyrics

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Flo Rida ft. Lil Wayne – Fresh I Stay Part. 2 Lyrics

admin — Mon, 17 May 2010 03:46:29 +0000

Flo Rida ft. Lil Wayne – Fresh I Stay Part. 2 Lyrics

[Chorus]
Silver dollar fresh I stay
I’ll be fresh all day, yeah yeah
Silver dollar fresh I stay
I’ll be fresh always, yeah yeah
(repeated)

[Flo Rida: Verse 1]
Money in my pocket
We be talking I be quiet
They go again smelling I wanna buy it
Shawty think im fresh I make em wet like fire hydrant
I be on that fly go from passenger to pilot
Point it out like gimme that
Point it out like gimme that
Point it out like gimme that, gimme that, gimme that
Why do i be stuntin’ to be honest I don’t knowI
Hundred after Hundred i don’t know
I love it l-l-l-l love it i got a problem
Its nothin’ nothin nothin nothin im poppin collars
Last week I flossed on em, b-tch I made a movie
How you doin? where you been? Hello to my groupies!
Swagga to the moonman, Gwap in my two hands
You can eat the fruit loops wrist full of Tucan’s
All types of colors, We family like brothers
My cash in my clean-cake, I throw it out the other
I stay…

[Chrous]

[Lil Wayne: Verse 2]

Man I got b-tches in my home
and b-tches on my phone
Im like can you call me back because (?)
I dont mean to come off wrong
But man my money long
I say man my money long
Call me stretch Armstrong
Big ass chain on my junk yall dog sh-t
Why actor swagga f-ck all yall sh-t
haha…. I might stop the beat
Hear the money talk and it talking about me
White boy fresh…skinny ass pants
But I ball hard like scouts in a stance
I just sit around my house blowing ounce like a fan
I flip one of these n-ggas like Jackie Chan
I aint worry bout em
I just ball out, Man im too cold lemme thaw out
Im so Young Money… I got dumb money
Beaucoup bread but a b-tch can’t get a crumb from me.

[Chorus]

[Flo Rida: Verse 3]
Money in my pocket he aint coming back to life
I gave her CPR blow thirty shooting dice
I’m married to the cash like somebody throwing rice
And im married to the cash I just had to say it twice
Tell me I aint stuntin nah
Tell me I aint stuntin nah
Tell me I aint stuntin nah, nah, nah, nah, nah..
Put on for my city and I do it like I’m supposed to
Ballin’ like when Britney cut her hair I cut the checks fool
I do that d-d-d-do that im about my buisness
Like who that who-who-who that pushin the Bentley
Everybody staring thats Mister Mclaren
(?) like i was speaking spanish
Shine like a Disco
Dimes think its Crystal
Said she gotta twin then you know I’m callin Brisco
I aint drink that Dom-P
I aint drink that Dom-P
Them (?) spill my bottle on my (?) jeans.
[Chrous]
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Lil Wayne – So Gone Lyrics

admin — Thu, 13 May 2010 19:20:56 +0000

Lil Wayne – So Gone Lyrics

[Chorus:]

Who am I, to doing mine,
Give me the chance I’m a Letcha go,
I wanna be more than just sexual,
But they are ready every time,

I’m so gone (gone-on-on), so gone
And you gone forever now.

Young Mula Baby,
I’m a blood, I’m a pro, I’m a G,
In a different world outerspace with a freak,
But that don’t mean neptune on the beat,
Cause new it’s jersey devil from black wall street,
Weezy F baby from young money baby,
Like the easter bunny baby wanted my candy,
So I gave her my lollipop then she made her body pop,
Then that made me kinda hot,
I’m lying that made me sauna hot,
But please stop sweatin on me, women scream “get in me”,
And what do I do I get in it, I put on my boot and I step in it,
Right left in em mr eterceden,
Head it all the time, it may sound crazy but I got head on my mind,
Lay it on the line or just lay it on carter!
And yeah I hear you screaming but my name ain’t harder!
Girl I’m nasty I do my thing and they coming for me like lassie

[Chorus:]
Who am I, to doing mine,
Give me the chance I’m a Letcha go,
I wanna be more than just sexual,
But they are ready every time,

I’m so gone (gone-on-on), so gone
And you gone forever now.

I’m a flirt man I really don’t care,
I tell the women whatever they wanna hear,
Mammy I’m balling I’m so sincere,
Is that your home girl sitting right there,
She can be my Monday,
You can be my Tuesday,
After shorty done I can squeeze ya’ll in two days,
Three is not a crowd I don’t care what you say,
My women come in twos like shoes with a cute face!
My girl gotta girlfriend, her girl gotta girlfriend,
Bring her to the crib I’m a show you how run it through,
Little man in the boat her come the serpeants,
Slide your body down the pole and let me see you twerk it,
I’m with my thursday junk she a real freak,
A hundred grand fitting right up in her butt cheek,
Mrs friday go weezy cause shes just running,
But Saturday be having Mr devil so struggling

[Chorus:]
Who am I, to doing mine,
Give me the chance I’m a Letcha go,
I wanna be more than just sexual,
But they are ready every time,

I’m so gone (gone-on-on), so gone
And you gone forever now.
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Shanell Ft. Lil Wayne & Mack Maine – Deadliest Catch Lyrics

admin — Thu, 15 Apr 2010 19:01:50 +0000

Shanell Ft. Lil Wayne & Mack Maine – Deadliest Catch Lyrics

[Lil Wayne]
She want my pants
She want my boxer draws
I’m at her door
I’m ’bout to knock her off
She’s not my whore
She’s not my bitch at all
She’s more
More than y’all

[Shanell]
I don’t recall ever feeling this way before (oh no noo)
And if I fall, hope I land on your bedroom floor (ooohh yeahh)

[Lil Wayne]
Hey, I’ll be the one with the yacht waiting by the shore, for sure (now play)
Hey, she wears the shoes that allows her to walk on the stars
That’s when I pulled up in my spaceship and told her we could ride to Mars
She said…

[Shanell]
I don’t recall ever feeling this way before (ohh)

[Lil Wayne]
I said I hope you fall and land on my bedroom floor (ohhhooo)
I’ll be the one with the yacht waiting by the shore (oohh, now play, uh!)
Mackkkk

[Mack Maine]
Meet me at the Shore Club, come get my for sure love
I’ll be in the pent house, room service bring my grub
Surf and turf baby, lobster and shrimp
I’m a Mack baby girl, no I’m not a pimp
Skirt and shirt, she outta them
Cause I’m a Mack baby girl, no I’m not a pimp
Valle bring my whip, salsa time it’s time to dip
Take her sexy ass straight to the show and let her board my ship

[Shanell]
Fallen, fallen, I think that I’m falling
Someone threw the rug underneath my feet
Catch me, catch me, deadly if you let me
Sink way to the bottom, come pull me outttt

[Lil Wayne]
She want my pants
She want my boxer draws
I’m at her door
I’m ’bout to knock her off
She’s not my whore
She’s not my bitch at all
She’s more
More than y’all (heyy)

[Shanell]
He wants my pants
He wants what’s in my bra
I’m at his door
I’m ’bout to break him off
He’s not a whore
He’s not a dog at all
He’s more
More than y’all
I don’t recall ever feeling this way before (oohhh yeahh)
And if I fall, hope I land on your bedroom floor (ohhh yeaa)
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T-Pain and Lil Wayne – Beehive Waist Lyrics

T-Pain and Lil Wayne – Beehive Waist Lyrics

admin — Tue, 06 Apr 2010 00:21:38 +0000

T-Pain and Lil Wayne – Beehive Waist Lyrics

(Intro)
T-Pain and Lil Wayne:

Hey
Whoo
What up girl?
ay!
Say wayne?
What up dawg?
Holla at dat
I see ya x5

(Verse)
T-Pain:

Excuse me shawty,
Lately i’ve been tryin to stop lyin
But i’d be lyin if i said
that i wasnt blinded by that ass girl,
And i would go to hell as well if i said
it didnt smell like victoria’s secret when you pass girl,
and that plaid skirt you got on,
lets a nigga know that you just might have some class girl,
so you gotta have you some brain
and with all due respect then you gotta pass it to Pain,
uh you gotta pass it to wayne and then wayne pass ya over
and then he pass ya to mack maine.
Or i could take you solo for dolo,
have u gettin out of the lamborghini in slow-mo,
but i aint tryin to butter you up,
im tryin to fuck you in the kitchen
let me butter you up,
wheres my manners,
which one you like, butter or syrup?
let me show you what your mrs butter is worth.

(Chorus)
T-Wayne(T-Pain and Lil Wayne):

Oh what it is,
we dont act stupid,
come on now lets do it,
got the waist of a wasp and the ass of a horse,
she already know what it is,
baby you so perfect,
so i know im bout to murk it,
got the waist of a wasp and the ass of a horse,
she already know what it is.

(Verse)
Lil Wayne:

uhm, shawty wanna real nigga,
construction has weezy ima build with her,
she’ll be my meal after i have a meal with her,
then i deal wit her.
Now, wont you shake like a dog,
jump like a frog,
ride it like a horse,
scream and holla till you lose ya voice.
promise i know how to love,
what to do with ya heart,
shawty you so much of a target,
i hit you with a dart,
oh bulls eye baby,
mmm my favorite,
can i stick my finger in your apple pie baby,
i know everybody wanna piece of the pie,
but you know that they aint greedy as i,
now wont you do it like i told ya,
send a pic or download it,
cuz i promise in my sidekick you got your own folder,
if you keep fuckin with me,
you gonna get ya on the show,
but first put ya legs on my shoulders.

(chorus)
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Brisco ft Lil Wayne – Wall Lyrics

admin — Thu, 18 Mar 2010 05:11:36 +0000

Brisco ft Lil Wayne – Wall Lyrics

[Lil Wayne - Chorus]
She wanna get it so she do me all up on the wall
She wanna get it so she do me all up on the wall
I wanna get it so I do her all up the wall
I wanna get it so I do her all up the wall
(repeated)

[Brisco]
Yeah i be that n-gga brisco
when I come through they know I’m known to ball
she sippin’ Nuvo while I’m puffing got them on the wall
got the spliff (?)
hands on the handle bars
hop in with the top back now I’m in the lane, bowling ball
ha, i might be going about one hundred miles
sippin’ on that Henny in the ‘ghini I be going hard
she like don’t leave me papa
I’m not a G but Im here you ever need me need me

[Chorus]

[Brisco - Verse 2]
I do her all up on the wall
shawty done forgot her draws
check the bathroom and bye bye Imma beat her in the (?)
everybody on the wall
and we on that alcohol
sh-t can happen, clap clappin’ round of applause
ha, i might be going about one hundred miles
sippin’ on that Henny in the ‘ghini I be going hard
she like don’t leave me papa
I’m not a G but Im here you ever need me need me

[Chorus]

[Brisco - Verse 3]
I’m under her arrest my hands completely cuffed
she always in control,
I know she like it rough
never let her fuss (?)
never try to call her phone
just hit her with a text to let her know it’s on
throw her all up on the wall
now I’m up on her fanny
she probably South Beach
fountain blue Miami
I know she want get it
and I’m so quick to get it
I always pull her hair
and ask her how it feel
uhh, Brisco

[Chorus]
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Yung Joc Ft. Lil Wayne – Drip Lyrics

admin — Thu, 11 Mar 2010 00:02:27 +0000

Yung Joc Ft. Lil Wayne – Drip Lyrics

(Chorus)
yeah (?), calm down
bow down, i draw down
5 rounds

Drip (x15)

(Yung Joc)
Ey Weezy
Let me talk to these niggas
Ok
monkey nigga, better not slip
feed your ass banana clips
yeah, yeah i bust your head gasket
leave you with a (?) drip
and for the lettuce AKs not gon spit your cabbage
and she get tragically, cuz now (?) fill with maggots
this aint angus beef
you dont wanna order this
2 glocks like 2 pac
i’m on my thug immortal shit
GPS goons show up to yo (?)
chrome with the pearly take you early
thats abortion bitch
duck, duck, tape ya, wrap ya nigga, no balls
(?) slugs the same size as door knobs
sixty seconds in and out
pop, no prob
blow ya whole face off
thats a blowjob
shoot ya bitch and (?..)
too graphic? gotta paint a picture
so ya niggas grasp it
i call your momma tell her pre-order ya fuckin casket
bury scary niggas i never been (?)

(Chorus)

(Lil Wayne)
soo woo to the beehive
strapped like T.I.
i keep that bitch on me
like the Book Of Eli
i just shoot ‘em all
so i don’t have to de-cide
spit your body up
they gotta bury ya ass 3 times
run up in ya house
leave ya brains on the couch
shoot up everything, the fuck is ayman about
empty that clip, than that bitch slide out
continue that procedure till them pussy’s dried out
imma east side gangsta, i aint never been a busta
nina is a cold black bitch but i trust her
i dont need a psychic to tell me i’m a hustla
cuz bitch, im all about my paper, like usher

(Chorus)

(Yung Joc)
I know chris, decepticon
clips transform ya
leave niggas, ghost activity, paranormal
for my piece of the pie, ha-ha-ha digorno
bullets burn, make em dance, disco inferno

(Lil Wayne)
Back to the subject, ill kill ya in a heart beat
i put bullet hole in everything, except the car seat
young money bitch, i shoot one gun and switch
when the cops came the body still twitched (still twitched)

(Yung Joc)
Keep thuggin, you cute, you just floatin with death
thats a straight suicide, don’t bury yourself
scared but can’t run, thats the stall factor
and if that automatic rap i bet they all scatter
haiti eartquake ‘em, make they wall shatter
penetrate (?) splatter they gallbladders

(Chorus)
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Lil Wayne – We Gon’ Get Paid Lyrics

admin — Sun, 07 Mar 2010 07:03:27 +0000

Lil Wayne – We Gon’ Get Paid Lyrics

[Lil Wayne - Verse 1]
I’m fly as a bird
high as the herb
I am under, I can conquer
what I prefer, like that reefer
pour that liquor, shawty tell me Weezy baby
your that n-gga, I say I know
what I say, it go
and that there she know
she get her ego, oh no she go
on commercial flights, with the purest white
skip the beauty patch, as long as her booty fat
as long as she do me that, favor, and do my dad
I’m weezy baby, me and paper are newly weds
Jessica Simpson money, yeah, goofy cash
I smoke blue dro, and she smoke yellow dro
together we make green, she go go get mo’
see i’m from hollygrove, nothing like hollywood
behind that money honey, we act like animals

[Chorus]
we don’t get paid if ya’ll don’t get paid, we still gon’ get our bread
if we don’t get paid and ya’ll do get paid, than somebody’s losing their head, hey
we don’t get paid if ya’ll don’t get paid, we still gon’ get our bread
if we don’t get paid and ya’ll do get paid, than somebody’s losing their head, hey
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Birdman ft. Tyga, Lil Wayne – Loyalty Lyrics

admin — Sat, 06 Mar 2010 05:02:54 +0000

Birdman ft. Tyga, Lil Wayne – Loyalty Lyrics

[Tyga - Chorus]
(?) and my house alarm
Countin cash every morning before I leave home
family I love, don’t wanna leave this World alone
and before I leave home, leave home
I pray to God I won’t, loyalty is all I know
before I leave home
I pray to God I won’t, loyalty is all I know
before I leave home

[Birdman]
So fresh, bag full of money when I hit the curb
just cooked up left the kitchen full of birds, ya heard
thats the word you could get served
from the bullets to the keys is how we urge
to move on and groove and get the money straight
flip another cake 27, 28
I go the tax on the bubble
the money in the hummer, we shine every summer
yeah so we swagged out, Gucci down, Louie down
hood down, put it down uptown
catch me rollin in my Bentley
tooled up p-ssy with a b-tch and I’m all in it ?

[Chorus]

[Tyga]
Uhh, sunshine like the brightest day
momma do you remember the time, Michael J
when I seen the video I said that’s gon be me
and I ain’t have to dream I made it my reality
folks laughed at me now everybody mad at me
I skipped class and I sh-tted on the faculty
young money greedy, cash money greedy
get it I’m gon eat it, never beat the hand that feeds me
shout Weezy, Stunna and Mack baby
top back south beach, hoes drive me crazy
watching out for fake sh-t, rats on some snake sh-t
give me rats for my statements
I’m that amazing

[Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]
Uh, on my way to get it
I’ma hustla write it down take a picture b-tch print it
ducking the lieutenant, staying on my pivot
the game ain’t sweet, but money make you forgive it
Uh, and nothings promised but a graveyard
cant see myself dyin’ broke, Ray Charles
Yea, now rock steady in this mutherf-cker
Paper come fast Tom Patey in this mutherf-cker
Uh, now do a doughnut in the money
I’m on a paperchase, but the paper aint running
Now f**k the World till its cummin, here it comes
We get the bread and the bread crumbs, Young Money
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Britney Spears ft. Lil Wayne – Bad Girl Lyrics

admin — Thu, 04 Mar 2010 00:56:49 +0000

Britney Spears ft. Lil Wayne – Bad Girl Lyrics

If you want it
Come and get it
Yeah

1,7 eagle, eagle
Weezy my name
Yup
(?) fire fire
Till no more flame left
We da people who ya people told you not to speak to
Peepz will leave you sleepin with the people right beneath you
I would like to ignite this track with my butane
I would fight like 20 rounds
I gotta do Wayne
Weezy F baby, baby I keep my shoes clean
Shirt always matchin, stay in my new jeans

I’ve been a bad girl
I must admit this
Welcome to my world in case you missed it
I’m a big deal, its kinda twisted
But let’s just keep it real, I’m the hottest misfit

If you want it, come and get it
(The real crystal crew)

I’m a bad girl I’ma do what I do
I can have my cake and eat it too
A girl like me will bring you to your knees
‘Cause that’s what bad girls do

I’m a bad girl I’ma do what I do
I can have my cake and eat it too
A girl like me will bring you to your knees
‘Cause that’s what bad girls do

Imma bad girl, Imma, Imma bad girl
(I like a bad girl, I like a bad girl)
Imma bad girl, Imma, Imma bad girl
(I like a bad girl, I like a bad girl)

Come and punish me
You can tie me up boy
Do as you please
Make me like I’m your toy
I’m the M.V.P
Can’t nobody touch me
This is my body
You can watch as I shake

If you want it, come and get it
(The real crystal crew)

I’m a bad girl I’ma do what I do
I can have my cake and eat it too
A girl like me will bring you to your knees
‘Cause that’s what bad girls do

I’m a bad girl I’ma do what I do
I can have my cake and eat it too
A girl like me will bring you to your knees
‘Cause that’s what bad girls do

Imma bad girl, Imma, Imma bad girl
(I like a bad girl, I like a bad girl)
Imma bad girl, Imma, Imma bad girl
(I like a bad girl, I like a bad girl)

Bring ya to ya knee’s
Bring ya, bring ya to ya knee’s
To ya knee’s
Bring ya, bring ya, bring ya to ya knee’s
Bring ya to ya knee’s
Bring ya, bring ya to ya knee’s
To ya knee’s
Bring ya, bring ya, bring ya to ya knee’s

I’m a bad girl I’ma do what I do
I can have my cake and eat it too
A girl like me will bring you to your knees
‘Cause that’s what bad girls do

I’m a bad girl I’ma do what I do
I can have my cake and eat it too
A girl like me will bring you to your knees
‘Cause that’s what bad girls do

Imma bad girl, Imma, Imma bad girl
(I like a bad girl, I like a bad girl)
Imma bad girl, Imma, Imma bad girl
(I like a bad girl, I like a bad girl)
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Lil Wayne – Age Lyrics

admin — Mon, 01 Mar 2010 20:59:12 +0000

Lil Wayne – Age Lyrics

Yes
Hey young world
Its young natasha
with her big bro
young weezy right beside her
and you kno i got her
like i got her
girl its your turn
and your the driver
and whenever you lost
all you do is follow
the road signs
lead you to a goldmine
how do i kno??
because i just moved
Got a new crib
on goldmine avenue
So that why i got this rich boy attitude
you prolly see me in the caddy with some d’s on that bitch
ridin down goldmine avenue
In the lane like im gonna get a alley oop
oops that was a coup
pass your ass like lightnings flash
cut that light down now
and turn you to a dark child
my thoughts wild
my ideas are scattered
and we are young money but age doesnt matter
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Lil Wayne ft Young Money – Thinking To Myself Lyrics

admin — Fri, 26 Feb 2010 08:24:24 +0000

Lil Wayne ft Young Money – Thinking To Myself Lyrics

Young money, young, young, young, young money, young mula baby

[Chorus:]
And I can smell her looking at I
She recognize real I don’t wear no disguise
And I can see it in her eyes
She fucking me with her eyes
She fucking me with her eyes
She fucking me with her eyes
She fucking me with her eyes, yeah.

[Lil Wayne:]
Gazing out the window of somethin foreign
Thinking to myself-self
How come getting money neva gets boring
How come getting money neva gets boring
Baby I got a stack now whatcha gon do for it
Can you bring it back like a muthafuckin chorus
Shawty I got a stack now whatcha gone do for it
Can you bring it back like a muthafuckin chorus
Girl I am hotter than poppa bears pourage
Baby can I put ma private parts in ya storage
I can treat ya flower like a muthafuckin florist
Shawty we can kick it like ma name Chuck Norris
Haha, yeah

[Chorus]

[Kidd Kidd:]
Her chanel frames are like X-rays
She see us out the club and into the bed
She picture me in her head and her givin’ head
Handcuffs and whips I’m a sex slave
No wraps on ma back, rah, whatcha name?
I yell kunta rah kunta kinte
With one foot off I still try to escape but who can I run to like escape
I guess I got some attention to pay
The girl blazin like a doughnut on a early sunday
And I could be the chocolate on top of her sundae
She lookin at me like a fat bitch infront of entree

[Chorus]

[Mack Mane:]
You see she wreckless eye baller feelin a nigga swagga
If looks was fuckin no telling how many kids we done had
Got me feelin like Missy, cause she all in my grill
And be face off the peel time to give her that whip a peel
Betcha I can get her home, 4 shots of patron
And then I know it’s on tell my niggas look I’m gone
Ma you grown so don’t worry bout your girls tryna criticize
One night with Mack & babygirl you’ll be dick-notized
Fatten up your hips and thighs
Help that ass bout out
And on the next song tell her give ma dick a shout out
See she could be ma sockee
And I could be her plug
Or she could be ma fiend and I could be her drug
No disguise

[Chorus]

[Nicki Minaj:]
All I do is ice grill em
Then he get hard again
He know my pussy stay warmer than a cardigan
Slippery, slimey, excuse me don’t mind me
Say it’s too fat for me to be this tiny
I’m sucha mainiac, lemme get some brainiac
You know that special head, like I’m in special ed
Got me givin you these nasty looks
Stick me up with the uh, that’s the nasty jooks
Now, I get him? than a caveman
I deep deep I deep throat it till it cave in
Uh, you know you like that
Now putcha putcha ring on
Where ya wife at?
The Mistress

[Chorus]
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Ester Dean Ft Diddy Lil Wayne Trey Songz Chris Brown – Drop It Low Remix Lyrics

admin — Wed, 24 Feb 2010 20:14:02 +0000

Ester Dean Ft Diddy Lil Wayne Trey Songz Chris Brown – Drop It Low Remix Lyrics

It will be up shortly. Please check back later![Chorus]
Drop it drop it low girl, drop it drop it low girl
Drop it drop it low girl, drop it drop it low girl
(repeated)

[Lil Wayne]
If ya ass too big I make ya back that ass up,
I only go down if ya keep ya grass cut,
Hair to the back, Hat to the front,
Weezy F Baby tatted on the butt,
Ok,
Still remixin wit one of these vixens,
I make her ride me like Im Sea Biscuit
Ms Ester Dean you can get it
I like a nice two pack and a booty on biggie
whats really good? what you know about it
swagger too good i should notarize it
yeah they call me tune no bugs bunny
make the booty clap give it up for me
yeah its young money you know i brung money
I make that booty talk Connie Chung for me
i got her butt naked in a red snuggie
i make her drop it low like she duckin from me
now where she at, where she at,
there she go, there she go,
she brang it back, br brang it back,
then she drop it low (drop it low)
YA DIGG!

[Ester Dean]
You wanna see me drop it drop it drop it
wanna pop it pop it pop it
shake that ass on the floor
You wanna see me shake it shake it shake it
yeah you like it like it like it when i drop it real low

yeah boy you like that oooh
i can tell that you like that oooohh
yeah boy you love it
when my booty goes boom boom boom boom

[Chorus]

(he told me, move that ass around, move that ass around, move that ass, he said, move that ass around and move that ass around and move that ass around)

[Chris Brown]
Can’t stop staring at that body,
put my hands on your body,
you sexy for sho,
you the real deal kinda hottie,
come and ride in my bugatti,
girl go drop it low,
yeah girl I like that,
you can tell that I like that,
yeah girl I love that,
where ya booty go boom boom boom,

(he told me, move that ass around, move that ass around, move that ass, he said ass around and move that ass around and move that ass around)

he say he like the way my booty booty booty popped,
He say he like the way my booty booty booty rocked,
He say he like the way my booty booty booty drop yeah drop yeah drop yeah drop yeah,

[Chris Brown]
Girl I like the way your booty booty booty popped
Girl I like the way your booty booty booty rocked
He say he like the way my booty booty booty boom boom boom boom oooohhh

Drop it low girl,
Drop it drop it low girl,
Drop it low girl,
Drop it drop it low girl,
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