October 2011

Tyga Ft. Honey Cocaine - Heisman Pt. 2 Lyrics

"Heisman Pt. 2" is the new hip hop song performed by Tyga Ft. Honey Cocaine.

[Tyga]
Bitch is too raw, blood on my paws
Big booty chick back a nigga to the wall
Never get involved, murder every bar
Shit's so illegal in the green car

Different class, different from y'all
I work hard, you work at the mall
Pass a bitch off like my nigga John Wall
Fucking it up, gimme the light, Sean Paul

Yeah
Bitch I do this shit
Quicker than a mother fucking ??? ???
And my bitch pussy fire, gotta extinguish it
Le Bron James 'n shit

Got hate, super freak, Rick James ya bitch
Leaving stains and shit
On your couch in your house like ??? ???
Hanging like ??? ???

Posing, Heisman
Posing, Heisman
Posing, Heisman

[Honey Cocaine]
Yo
Got an asian bitch on my left
Another Asian bitch right- right side
I might send yo' ass off to the next side
Bitch, hold your damn breath 'cause you might die

Got a group of bad bitches and I feel good
Oh you hungry? Too bad, 'cause my meal's good
And I shouldn't beat a broad yet I still would
But I'm tryina be bad 'cause a deal's good, yep

Now look I got the urge to feed them all some gold 'n shit
Type of stuff to make 'em feel like ??? ??? ??? shit
Hold the bitch, just sold the bitch
Fuck you, pay me's what I told the bitch

You can't walk or talk, I own you bitch
Please don't make me hot, I'm the coldest bitch

[Tyga]
Posing, Heisman
Posing, Heisman
Posing, Heisman

Well, running from the cop boy, born to kill
??? ??? bring it to your front door, door bell
Knock knock, who there, Houdini disappear
Got green, John Deere, mo' green, ??? ???

Amazing with shot, you my son, I adopt, dot dot
Pacman, that's for opening your mouth
That's enough, kick her out, lit a cigarette now
Put the cigarette down then the shit lose bounce

Now, nothing that I said it out loud
Nigga getting busy like I work down town
On to the next if she don't fuck right now
Right now, hotter than a pipe ??? pipe down

Wotchu niggas talkin' 'bout?
Man, and what yo' bitch talkin' 'bout?
Too much, than a album out
Careless World dropped, then I'm out

Posing, Heisman
Posing, Heisman
Posing, Heisman

[Honey Cocaine]
If- If a bitch fuck around I'ma go off
My advice is she better get down to go
You can't shop at the mall but I box ???
I got a box of jewels, I call it pot of gold

Gotta cops to go if my pockets grow
check the chains and the rings and watches bro
And I box a slut or just box a ho
Try and pass me bitch, it ain't possible, no

Cool as fuck, I suggest you adjust with the weather bitch
If I ever shit, won't ever bitch
What's a whore to a queen, whatever bitch
I proper kid, it's a hot to shit

Some Gucci, Louie, Fendi, Prada shit
Tellin' me today you are not the bitch
You'll find me at the club where my partners is
(Swag, bi- bitch)

[Tyga]
Posing, Heisman
Posing, Heisman
Posing, Heisman

Fat Joe - F**k Them Other Niggas Lyrics

"F**k Them Other Niggas" is the new hip hop song performed by Fat Joe.

Check back within a few days or weeks and the lyrics should be here, because right now the lyrics of this song is not available yet and I apologize of this fact.

But if you feel like you are up to the challenge, you can add the lyrics by sent me an e-mail here. It would be much appreciated by me and other visitors.
The lyrics (song text) will be up without any notifications.

Fat Joe - My Lord Lyrics

"My Lord" is the new hip hop song performed by Fat Joe.

Check back within a few days or weeks and the lyrics should be here, because right now the lyrics of this song is not available yet and I apologize of this fact.

But if you feel like you are up to the challenge, you can add the lyrics by sent me an e-mail here. It would be much appreciated by me and other visitors.
The lyrics (song text) will be up without any notifications.

Fat Joe - Drop A Body Lyrics

"Drop A Body" is the new hip hop song performed by Fat Joe.

I'm gonna steal your body, yeah, ah, steal your body
For me the sound of the trumpets,
Triumphantly playing in my
The sound of the substance in my mind every time I'm touching hundreds
Hustlers know the feeling and they love it
God bless the men serving .. by the dozens
Cause all I ever wanted was to find the things who doesn't
brother hard
All that shit is from the start
Around the game the .. nigger,
I started my journey today they taught me how to sell
To this day they still trying to get me tell
So fuck the dea and fuck sitting in a cell
I'd rather sit comfy on a 80 foot yacht
On my modern hoes and my criminal confidents
Toss champagne celebrate that we living
And if you disagree, 1000 shots is what I'm giving, nigger

Ah, drop a body on them, aha
Drop a body on the, yeah
Drop a body on them, close casket nobody saw him

Crime sagas from an entrepreneur
Of white powder distributed clean at night hours
Purchasing fire arms, praying god forgive us
But thank god for money and the pussy that they bring us
The .. has a penthouse I be off in it
The stayed up nigger chasing digits
Roam the yard with the grim reaper watch your step
Catch your very last breath that lead you to your death
Picture got money, you can keep your thoughts
Just give me head and study bleed you off
And recognize a gun when you're in his presence
And ask bishop dogs go to heaven, phew, ah

Ah, drop a body on them, aha
Drop a body on the, yeah
Drop a body on them, close casket nobody saw him
I'm gonna steal your
Yeah, I told you nigger I go hard every hard nigger
Dark side 2 coming your way nigger, aw
for it's too late now.

Fat Joe - Pushing Keys Lyrics (Ft. Raekwon)

"Pushing Keys" is the new hip hop song performed by Fat Joe Ft. Raekwon.

My niggers murder for recreation and that’s a fact
Get off your ass real niggers learn to spin a back
Get money fuck bitches ain’t no leaving that
Back from africa ain’t no prince .. Come in that
This crack would it taste to .. A soda
Cheese lines .. Fucking order
Looking at my .. It’s about the time
Looking back at my .. My seats reclaim
Pay for over pussy bitches i am up to the mall
Look around the .. Carrying luis vuitton
Told enough to .. This bitch to vietnam
The devil with me tell him to .. Three alarm
That bitch used to come joe crack the down
He called her mommy fucked …happy days
Bullets hit you harder than .. Cause push the key
Is necessary mean escalations …waiting on the .. Wish to be
Chanel slippers chanel is a striper
.. Rap her so i can kiss her .. You are sitting on the stairs
I thought …got a bold hair bitch.
Used to pose it was all good a week ago
.. Let the weed smoke fill the air ..
Cause pushin keys is a necessary means escalations ..
Scream you name overseas whey out there in .. Got a …
Yeah nigger try me up try me up
You might know nigger about me
But i don’t know anything about you

Fat Joe - Angels Say Lyrics

"Angels Say" is the new hip hop song performed by Fat Joe.

Check back within a few days or weeks and the lyrics should be here, because right now the lyrics of this song is not available yet and I apologize of this fact.

But if you feel like you are up to the challenge, you can add the lyrics by sent me an e-mail here. It would be much appreciated by me and other visitors.
The lyrics (song text) will be up without any notifications.

Fat Joe - Dopeman Lyrics (Ft. Jadakiss & Dre)

Dopeman Lyrics is performed by Fat Joe Ft. Jadakiss & Dre

[Fat Joe]
Trying to cut the top off the Porsche
Put a bitch in the front
Better yet hundred sticks for the niggas that front
I got a steel in them packs, got em right in the trunk
Shoot the snap back off your muthaf-ckin head if you want
I got a guardian angel, yeaf she stay in the hood
And she pop up whenever I touch the grain on the wood
I got a bitch from Atlanta, she remind me of Pebbles
Got a hell of an ass, this redbone is a devil
She call me Marty McFly, Nike Back To The Future
10 racks on my feet, but that’s something I’m used to
I put my team on the map, you other niggas is fake
Worse than Oregon, you switch a different jersey a day
I’m in the beach somewhere foreign, I’m in your bitch while you snoring
A million cash off the tour, then I’m back in the morning
I’m f-ckin sick of you niggas, I’m about to throw up a million
Doctor oz in the kitchen: cook a perfect prescription

[Hook]
Go prez, go prez, rolling in Bugatti
I got that Ringo Starr
I’m slingin’ Paul McCartney
Bitch I’m in the kitchen with that Arm & Hammer
Whipping George Harrison, John Lennon
Dopeman! Dopeman!
Dopeman bitch, I’m the dopeman
Bitch I’m in the kitchen with that Arm & Hammer
Whipping George Harrison, John Lennon

[Jadakiss]
Of course I could get em
But do you know what to do with em?
60 for the brick even if you cop a few of ‘em
Talking about that diesel: the root of all evil
You could use your nostrils, or you could use a needle
I need a hundred more, and I want it pure
Cause when somebody die off it
Then they want it more!
The hustlers we surrounded by niggas that hold the hammers
Oxys got generic, they switched it to old
When you give em a 9 or better they go bananas
Make a million dollars a month: that’s what the plan was
Now to catch the morning shift
Cause they need that morning sniff
Thousand bundles finished by 11, then I’m blowing spliffs
Show you how to get right, crib right, whip right
Ten dollars a bag, but it’s 20 after midnight
Pill man, weed man, stove man, coke man
You know who I am muthaf-cka: I’m the dopeman

[Hook]

Cut the man off the middle, I want it all off the top
Bout to yacht me a nigga, run him off of the block
I’m taking all of the profit, purchasing more of the product
Invest in killers and dealers to take my company public
I got a thing for them strippers
Got a pole in the mansion
White ho, Marilyn Manson
This for all of my niggas doing time up in prison
For getting caught with the burner, you know a rider’s ambition
I’m ’bout to gamble with life, take a trip out to Vegas
I’m ’bout a Zionist mic praying the Lord to forsake us
Remember times I was broke, how it run in your pocket
Spend my money on dope, then I tripled my profit
Now I’m a multi-millionaire, head off in the Lear
Take bitches on the private, than set off in the air

“What you say nigga?”
“I said I’ll suck yo dick!”

[Hook]

Fat Joe - So Fly Lyrics (Ft. Arland)

"So Fly" is the new hip hop song performed by Fat Joe Ft. Arland.

Check back within a few days or weeks and the lyrics should be here, because right now the lyrics of this song is not available yet and I apologize of this fact.

But if you feel like you are up to the challenge, you can add the lyrics by sent me an e-mail here. It would be much appreciated by me and other visitors.
The lyrics (song text) will be up without any notifications.

Fat Joe - Big Business Lyrics

"Big Business" is the new hip hop song performed by Fat Joe.

Check back within a few days or weeks and the lyrics should be here, because right now the lyrics of this song is not available yet and I apologize of this fact.

But if you feel like you are up to the challenge, you can add the lyrics by sent me an e-mail here. It would be much appreciated by me and other visitors.
The lyrics (song text) will be up without any notifications.

Fat Joe - Welcome To The Darkside Lyrics (Ft. French Montana)

"Welcome To The Darkside" is the new hip hop song performed by Fat Joe Ft. French Montana.

Check back within a few days or weeks and the lyrics should be here, because right now the lyrics of this song is not available yet and I apologize of this fact.

But if you feel like you are up to the challenge, you can add the lyrics by sent me an e-mail here. It would be much appreciated by me and other visitors.
The lyrics (song text) will be up without any notifications.

Trey Songz - Boop!! Lyrics

Boop!! Lyrics is performed by Trey Songz

Shorty that ass like a truck the way you are backing it up uu
Shorty the way you are walking around is …making me do something freaky to you uuu
Girl and .. hug your ..i could get hugging on a tedy bear
I wanna take your clothes off right there on your underwear
Then I will take my hand touch then I will take my lips muah
Then I will take my tongue lick lick lick
Girl you know how I get down I am a freak
Girl you know how I get down up in those sheets
Just stay the night and do it till the morning
We are gonna booghie that’s what I wanted
Girl could you back it up
Girl could you back it up

Just like a truck your bootie need a horn
Girl your bootie like a truck when you are backing it up on me
It’s so good when you are backing it up on me
Girl I swear this is how good love it supposed to be

Girl bring it to daddy

Want you keep your heels on and throw up your feet
One keep my feet alone on this satin sheet
Freaky when you back up spike it if you act up
I got you blind … my truck
Hold on wait a minute take it slow
You got me .. baby calm down
Girl you know how I get down I am a freak
Girl you know how I get down up in those sheets
Just stay the night and do it till the morning
We are gonna boogie that’s what I wanted
Girl could you back it up
Girl could you back it up

Just like a truck your bootie need a horn
Girl your bootie like a truck when you are backing it up on me
It’s so good when you are backing it up on me
Girl I swear this is how good love it supposed to be

I got a thing for your body
I just want you to feel me
I wanna .. to your body
And I hope she can hear me
Girl is only your body
Your body x6
Girl is only your body
Your body x6
Girl your bootie like a truck when you are backing it up on me
It’s so good when you are backing it up on me
Girl I swear this is how good love it supposed to be

Bring it to daddy

Trey Songz - Sex Soundz Lyrics

Sex Soundz Lyrics is performed by Trey Songz

We’ve been kicking for a while mamma
And I am loving you all your style mamma
You’ve been chilling come get it clean it over here
Take care of me like you was my momma
Spend so much time always on my mind
You and me the Tv some candles and some wine
Watching a movie from my Jacuzzi
Can I keep it real I wanna feel it on your bootie
It’s quarter to three turn the lights on
Baby lay here with me take your night clothes off
Girl I wanna make your body feel so good
I wanna hear you make sex
Sex sound uh baby yeah baby
I wanna hear you make sex sound
Ooo
I wanna hear you make sex sound
uh baby yeah baby
I wanna hear you make sex sound
Ooo

Say I’d called your phone for a while
..say crying instead of smiling
Give a little thicker going a little deeper
Drink a little liquor get about he nigger
Trust me girl you are so fine
It’s gonna alt forever forever
and you will never get it better
Baby lay here with me take your night clothes off
Girl I wanna make your body feel so good
I wanna hear you make sex
Sex sound uh baby yeah baby
I wanna hear you make sex sound
Ooo
I wanna hear you make sex sound
uh baby yeah baby
I wanna hear you make sex sound
Ooo

.. beating up the wall
So loud the neighbors are about to call
They tell us to keep it down
But I am going deeper now
Gonna dive you on a waterfall
Don’t let me drawn
.. beating up the wall
So loud the neighbors are about to call
They tell us to keep it down
But I am going deeper now
Gonna dive you on a waterfall
I wanna hear you make

Sex sound uh baby yeah baby
I wanna hear you make sex sound
Ooo
I wanna hear you make sex sound
uh baby yeah baby
I wanna hear you make sex sound
Ooo

Scream loud as you can girl
Scream loud as you can
Ooo ooo ooo

Yelawolf - Let's Roll Lyrics (Ft. Kid Rock)

Let's Roll Lyrics is performed by Yelawolf Ft. Kid Rock

[Kid Rock - Hook]
Yeah, I’m throwed off
Ain't about the money I’ma blow it off
I made my own lane, let’s roll, lets roll
Yeah, I’m going off
Ain't got a whole lot but I’mma show it off
Better recognize game, lets roll, lets roo-ooooll

[Verse 1]
Yeah, now let me welcome you to my small town
Big trucks in the yard, big bucks on the wall, country folks all around
How I was raised, 808 drums quaking they shake that box 88
And the dope boys hotter than hells gate but I still in the shade
With a fold out chair, a 30 pack on the back of that tailgate
A-L-A B-A-M-A I’m off I might pee in the lake
I might go to Talladega and see me a race
Bring me case, yeah I’m bringing a case
I’m gettin’ throwed off…

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
And I’m all the way throwed off
Z71 take the bow off
Dipped in mossy oak with a mullet mohawk
Yeah, with a bright orange hat and a bag underneath that Chevy
Yeah buddy, might go off, split you like a bowling ball
Split you in my overalls
Yeah home of the ?, got a couple folks that’d do it to you for hundo
That dixie cups gonna fall off the console
You don’t wanna have a convo and not understand that ‘Bama slanguage
Like hollerin’ ain't it, but I come to paint it so it won’t be throwed off?

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I’m just a kid that rocks
I’m just a boy with a dream
You bet it all with the last bill that I had hid in my socks
Used to keep a .22 in a shoebox
Now I bang beretta’s, she’s 22 and I keep her in a tube top
White trash and all, take us all the way to the top and then laugh it off
Like how the fuck did I get a catalogue with more hits than a fucking jackhammer dog
Cause I planned it all, Crimson tide standing tall
Shit, I’m another lit cannon ball
Fuck around and I’m going off and I’m getting throwed off

[Hook]

Immortal Technique - The Martyr Lyrics

The Martyr Lyrics is performed by Immortal Technique

['Elizabeth' Movie intro]
I’m content to die for my beliefs
So cut off my head and make me a Martyr
The people will always remember it
“No. They will forget”

A man who walks with God, can walk anywhere
Hence.. I fear nothing

[Immortal Technique - Verse 1]
The point of guerilla war, is not to succeed
It’s always been just to make the enemy bleed
Deprivin’ the soldiers of the peace of mind that they need
Bullets are hard to telegraph when they bob and they weave
The only way a Guerilla War can ever be over
Is when the occupation, can’t afford more soldiers
Until they have to draft the last of you into the service
And you refuse cause you don’t see the purpose
The only way to counter the insurgents that are well-equipped
Is to paint the people fighting for freedom as terrorists
Then find a faction lookin’ for foreign investments
You stall them with power and murder any objections
You can’t stop a revolution from breathin’
So to beat ‘em they offer people the illusion of freedom
But when you’re done dreamin’ and wake up, tortured for treason
Then you can see them, hidin’ behind the God they believe in

[Chorus]
Deep in the trenches in the heart of a war
That’s the place a Martyr is born (Mothafucka it’s on)
During the night before the start of the dawn
That’s the place a Martyr is born (Mothafucka it’s on)
When the gunshots are rainin’ in the heart of a storm
That’s the place a Martyr is born (Mothafucka it’s on)
Guerilla war when the army is gone
That’s the place a Martyr is born (Mothafucka it’s on)

[Verse 2]
The purpose of life is a life with a purpose
So I’d rather die for a cause than live a life that is worthless
I don’t need the circus or the day of national observance
I need you to think for you and stop being a servant
Pawns only move a square in the game that they’re used in
And realise it too late, like the shootin’ of Huey Newton
Or Patrice Lumumba and Salvador Allende
Slaughter by the power hungry branches of their own gente
Ghandi wasn’t killed by Pakistani nationals
He was assassinated by a Hindu radical
And Che Guevara, rebel to a U.S. continent
Was sold to the C.I.A. by Bolivian communists
Wasn’t Yitzhak Rabin murdered by a Zionist
And Anwar Sadat a victim of the same violence?
Malcolm X was seen as a threat to the F.B.I.
But to blast ‘em they used Muslims from the N.O.I.
Even the 35th President of the Republic
Was murdered by factions of his own government
So now that it’s proven, that a soldier of Revolution
Or head of an empire, disguised in a Constitution
Can not escape the retribution or manipulation
Of the self-appointed rulers of the planets corporations
So Imma need every generation to put your hands up
Cause you can only get ‘em off your back when you stand up!

[Chorus]
Deep in the trenches in the heart of a war
That’s the place a Martyr is born (Mothafucka it’s on)
During the night before the start of the dawn
That’s the place a Martyr is born (Mothafucka it’s on)
When the gunshots are rainin’ in the heart of a storm
That’s the place a Martyr is born (Mothafucka it’s on)
Guerilla war when the army is gone
That’s the place a Martyr is born (Mothafucka it’s on)

Wale Ft. Big Sean - Slight Work Lyrics

Slight Work Lyrics is performed by Wale Ft. Big Sean

Got work (slight work)
D-Town to the DMV
Diplo wassup
Got your girl going crazy
Drunk white bitches
(work it, wo-wo-work it, oh)

[Wale - Verse 1]
I can do it all and it aint no problem
Aint nobody harder than a nigga Folarin
Bitch I hard, I’m ballin’ I’m globe trotting
And my flow art my nigga, I’m Mozart with it
It’s all good, I do this
I turn a straight prude bitch into a nudist
Foolish I be on that new shit
And I’m blowing up like bitches we went to school with
Aint nobody checking for your garbage
Lot of intuition I aint even finish college
Never hit the mall and forever get it all
Any broad better layer like I’m dressing for the fall, nigga
And I’m all that, hit the passenger door
Shawty was Pinkberry sweet and I aint lactose
I aint tryna brag tho, I’m just know I’m that dope
Kick game Bo Jacks, my Bo Jacks Tai bo
Haha, and it aint no problem, you race to these broads
I relay ‘em, baton ‘em
Bitches in here, one thou
But when you step out why the bitches run out
Double MG shit I put the set down
Rick James back, bad bitches on the couch
Ahh, wordplay, Olubowale my first name
I think I’m Koko B. Ware, you just a bird babe
I got a pair of J’s, I roll a pair of J’s
We up in Diamond supply, spending that carrot cake
Let it marinate, you forever late
A million home sellers couldn’t find a realer state

[Hook]
(Work it, work it)
Slight work, its light work
(Work it, work it)
The wrong drink, the right work
Slight work, light work
(Work it, work it)
The wrong drink, the right work
work, work, work, work
work, work, work, work
work, work, work, work

[Big Sean]
Bitch you aint a boss til you cut a pay check
Only thing between me and your bitch is latex
Man, and I aint into saving these hoes
My nigga tell me where you see a cape at
B-I, B-I bitch B-I-G
The two things I don’t need are you and my ID
I’mma need a yellow cab and a yellow bad bitch
Green faces but a nigga dodging yellow badges, wooop (sirens)
Cause I’m drunk, yeah ok
Under 25 living the f-cking life
White Amercia said I’ll be doing 25 to life
And just for that, I’ma blow 25 tonight
You make 25 a year, I make 25 a night, woah
Blucka, blucka, blucka
Bitch get hit with my Ciroc Vodka choppa
(Go) takin’ body shots, blocka, blocka, blocka
Probably in your girls dreams, probably in your daughter locker
Top floor like I’m out tanning
And they stole your whole delivery, now thats outlandish
I guess like good delivery, man, I’m outstanding
Car tinted, I’m in it, til like I’m out camping, goddamit
I’m one hell of a guy, looking down on a cloud, thats one hell of a high
Bitch, I gets ghost, the way she screaming Big
Niggas couldn’t tell if I was dead or alive

[Hook]

[Outro]
You already know, Finally Famous in this
D-Town to the DMV,
Probably got your girl going crazy, crazy, boiii, boi, boi

From the D-Town to the DMV, I got all these bad bitches tryna get with me
From the D-Town to the DMV, I got all these bad bitches tryna get on me
We need to see ID

Ludacris Ft. Big K.R.I.T. - I’m On Fire Lyrics

I’m On Fire Lyrics is performed by Ludacris Ft. Big K.R.I.T.

[Ludacris]
Look, I make my own decisions
Learn from my own mistakes
My enemies they want beef but don’t know whats at stake
I started out with nothing, just a dream and some hope
I fiend for the riches like them crackheads fiend for the dope
I went from freeze tag to holding some weed bags
To a clown of hoes juggling my bean bag
I went from spin the bottle to kiss the model
To 3 more seconds we gone find out if she spits or swallows
I heard its a recession, while you hardly survive
The hardest decision of my day is which car I’ma drive
Roll’s Royce Phantom, maybe the gold Ac’
Or the origami Ferrari the way it fold back
This aint no 760, bitch this an Alpiner
Custom kicks chrome lips as deep as vagina
And women lost for words, guess they don’t know English
No matter what language they speak they all know dinglish

[Hook]
Don’t you understand with this blunt in my hand
(I’m fire) smoke smoke smoke sumthin;
And don’t you understand with the World in my hand
If I aint the shit
Don’t you understand with this blunt in my hand
(I’m fire) smoke smoke smoke sumthin;
And don’t you understand with the World in my hand
If I aint the shit

[Ludacris - Verse 2]
Now as the World turns spinning on its axis
My dick be brushing women’s lips like chapstick
They say it’s cold on the outside
So like a dentist I’m tryna keep the mouth wide
Reminiscing on my days on the southside
I made many leak and I aint talkin’ ’bout no housewives
From eating canned tuna, to shoe hills with puma
From women saying “hey chris” to “GODDAMN LUDA!”
From playing slap box to making the ‘Lac drop
To white neighbours swear I’m selling crack rock
Eyes so low they think I’m Asian when I’m blazing
Cause that purples on my chest like I’m playing for the Ravens
Cadillac Devilles still rolling til the tires flat
Not from Arizona but I swear I want that diamond back
Sunroof tar, wood grain wheel
I sign for millions, ya’ll would never get the same deal

[Hook]

[Big K.R.I.T - Verse 3]
I got a candy coated fetish, hoe dont you forget it
But big big big let me wet it, its that K-R-I-T stay besides me
We can go get this dough, then we mind if you show me dime
I promise you wont let go
I got an old school and that bass big
If it aint on chrome than it aint me
And my mouthpiece colder than the ice season
Call me father Winter in the peak of summer I spit December
Breaking backs as they cracking limber
If thats your bitch than she can’t remember
I give her wood, she holla timber
And the paint I play the sum or attention
Television of a player with an intention to be rich?
Well I hate to mention?
Back again, one more time for the buck niggas
And the thoroughbread that won’t f-ck with ‘em
And hanged on cause I stuck with ‘em
I aint got time to waste hoe
Didn’t have shit now I make more than I can barely count
Keep the thoroughbread shaking what the Good Lord gave ‘em
Yo chick ass been a bounce
We still live from the underground
Aint nothing changed to me
I put it down from the south, and body everything these lames claim to be
Young Chris…

[Hook]

Childish Gambino - Camp Out (This Way Up Verse) Lyrics (Ft. DJ SoSuperSam)

Camp Out (This Way Up Verse) Lyrics is performed by Gucci Mane Ft. DJ SoSuperSam

[Intro: Childish Gambino]
We do it
We do it
We do it
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Childish Gambino]
Kill ‘em
That’s what I hear when I get a hot feel
In my nostrils
In my forehead
As I go red
You’d be more dead
Than a horse head
In a four bedroom apartment
Bloggers that’ll start shit
You wanna criticize me
Just so you can drink green tea
With Lykke Li at a speakeasy?
Wearin’ some American Apparel
While you’re starin’ at a Tim and Eric DVD, uh
Can’t get enough
Crown my shit, knuck if you buck
Celibate girls do stuff in the butt
Get it out with a Q-tip
Want some Muse licks
I’m a eunuch just ‘cause I can’t give a fuck
Kiss her on the neck while she’s buttonin’ up
Uh and my pants down
It’s funny how when I put Camp out
They gotta camp out
Better than half of all rap that you have on your laptop
At your dad’s house, hands down
Fake niggas say “you the man now”
Got a DJ like Roseanne’s house
Sam go hard like a handjob, nigga
Yeah, Childish don’t go hard, what
Now everybody wanna fuck with me, slut
The flow is too sick
Got them white boy clothes and that black dude dick, uh
Now I understand why you gotta hate a nigga
East side, Stone Mountain-Decatur, nigga
Y’all niggas lame, I’m fly as hell
‘Cause I’m fuckin’ lame, and I don’t even care

Lil Twist - Godzilla Lyrics

"Godzilla" is the new hip hop song performed by Lil Twist.

Verse 1

Ugh I get that cake like den I shine
And I show my swagg they tryna take mine
Its Twizzy Baby in the right mind
Switchin out hoes like playin day line
Ima do this here for for my team Y-Y-YMCMB
And girl I gots a lot of green
So put that all on me
Since a youngin baby one hundred baby
Everything they doing I been done it baby
I dont rock with them and Im underrated
But they washed up like the laundry lady
Ima young nigga with old paper
I stay high as a skyscraper
And me I scream eff a hater
Who needs them they're now later
Been round the world and back hoe
You can tell from the way I act doe
Gotta new girl for each state
You can tell Im Wayne and Mac bro
Twizzy F leave nothin left
Cause I lay em down by myself
Bill Gates weft made hard smell
Got em watchin me like Rockwell
Im goin in you aint gotta tell me
Since a youngster gettin mad bread like a deli
Hit the club make it flood like a broke levy
Leave the club with a set of twins like Mary Mary
Hit the Telli get it poppin let em know how Twizzy rockin
Soon as we done lettin em rock
Two minutes past couple mo knocking
Rockstar lifestyle I tried to be the nice child
Still made it now half a Mill in my bank account shit keep hatin

Chorus
Godzilla Godzilla I swear to God Im as hard as Godzilla
Godzilla Godzilla Ima monsta I swear to God nigga
Godzilla Godzilla I swear to God Im as hard as Godzilla
Godzilla Godzilla bigga than life look Godzilla

Verse 2

Stop comparin Im better, Young Money foreva
Gold around my neck look like I found me fuckin treasure
Ballin wit no turnovers but you just gainin several
And for instance Im something like Sheet and you something like
Weather

Jadakiss & Styles P - Runnin Thru The Jungle Lyrics

"Runnin Thru The Jungle" is the new hip hop song performed by Jadakiss & Styles P.

Your .. is real
Always on you niggers cause i am on a bill
I will be staying in the loop
Cause i have been in the hoods
And i know what they want
So i give them the goods ..
I am fully prepared
To shut this whole shit down and bully the air
I will die for my homie you will die for me to
Loyalty comes first that’s what poverty do
We get it together
We spend it together
If your lives on the line we end it together
My nigger G up my nigger read up
Smile before nigger speed up and seed up
A new .. don’t forget to squeeze
My momma was kissing .. move bricks and …
We been splitting the Dutch popping the …the top of New York
7 to the real .. 6 to the Juda 6 to the dealer 6 .. the six of death
You have seen a ghost you are selling dope ..
You know what it is you know what it ain’t
If .. if I am shut my men .. controlling the back
Qe go to the .. when it comes to the bounce
We are popping a few .. if the top come down
We will drop it to ..
We did it before .. make sure when one is sick
We give him the cure .. welcome to the jungle
23 grams ..Ferrari .. got a team full of shouter
.. what up

XV Ft. GLC, Emilio Rojas, Casey Veggies - Blame Yourself Lyrics

"Blame Yourself" is the new hip hop song performed by XV Ft. GLC, Emilio Rojas, Casey Veggies.

What got in her is all them girls that got in her
When she heard the old nerd is looney popular
Getting looks of you on facebook, saying “that’s fine!”
This is when Urkel turned into Stephan
Unless I’m going crazy like all of these ladies do
I was like Common & Kanye: 2 shot, dude
They mad when I move how I move
That’s how your hoes turn to foes like 2 times 2
See, I knew it would happen with the rappin
And they lacking and they cashing
The kid in band class has got em on the band wagon
Blast from the past, check your ?
No suit, checkmark the box they said no to
I’m a new man like ?, you can’t stand your old dude
And when I ask about him you say “me and him are so through!”
All of the time I gave you all of my time
Now I got none to give and I’m all on your mind..

[Hook]
Now it’s up to you to say that you were wrong
When I knew all along you’d come up on
That shawty
When you hear the tone
Leave a message and just leave me alone

Remember when you left me?
I couldn’t get the time of day
Now you want nights at a time
But a threesome what I like right now
Life a bitch and karma’s a bitch, they dyking it out
Like mama mama mama, you could be the one
Really I ain’t fuckin with you, you should be a nun
If you want a reason from me, I would say because
I told you because, no love
No one is as cold as you
Your heart is like some frozen food
When I was going to school I would get ignored
You toy with my emotions like pieces on a board
I’m Jordan in this sport, won’t ever return
Before the kid was ? it’s never concern
Now ? in a clinic asking “when you gon learn?”
Bitching isn’t pimpin if you never been burned..

[Hook]

She heard me screamin, Jordan back on the team and
Started loving me more, the art of winning that war
These women don’t love these artist
They ? at the stores
We supposed to get em presents
The money we made on tour
That’s gold: but you know, life ain’t fair
When I needed you most, you see
Delight wasn’t there
When I leave your coast
Now the phone rings
Looking at it while we blow L’s and press decline
I’m fine on all that
Got too much on my mind in time to fall back
Caught up in the grind of you trying to crawl back
My heart is in these lines, hope ? soon be fine
I hope these models love wine and these white jacuzzi towels
Roll with the winners, ? quick dinners
All good intentions, chasing dreams
? J O B
See me shining, now I’m on a track with GLC

Chip Tha Ripper Ft. Wale - 25 Wives Lyrics

"25 Wives" is the new hip hop song performed by Chip Tha Ripper Ft. Wale.

Yea
Chip, check it out
25 wives
Wish I could have...
If I could have 25 wives..

[Verse 1: Chip Tha Ripper]
Just me with all y'all
That'd be so wonderful
Make daddy proud: I love every one of you
My angels: I feel like Flava Flav but sexier
The sex is gonna be messier
But ain't gonna be no stress in here
We living good all of us
We winning, that's obvious. We got whips, Cars R Us
We smoke good: it's foggy, plus
The status: they all mad at us
Teamwork: that's our recipe for living lavish
Yeah, we get this cabbage
I'm the head coach of the team
If everybody play their position, we can win this thing
Called life, happiness, liberty, freedom
If I got all y'all, there won't be no sense in cheating
Y'all the truth, got a connection with you all
Ambisexuals. If this ain't Heaven what's it called?
Must be life. No greater feeling in the world
If I had 25 wives, I would love all my girls..

[Hook] x2
I wish I could have 25 wives
We'd all get it poppin, we'd all get high: that's fly
If I could have 25 wives
I'd love them all like they love me
We hustle to survive

[Verse 2: Wale]
Got women in every city. Winning in every city
Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look
Silicone bitches got the confidence
But natural bitches get all my compliments
I ain't trying to conflict: Nickels to dimes and shit
Make something out of nothing. Nigga, I MacGyver that bitch
Niggas wild as shit. No Rubber, just climb in that bitch
Take your hat off and get to cuttin: Kung Lao on that bitch
Mortal Kombat, my shit is beyond rap
I keep it 100 nigga: Warren Moon, Warren Sap
Hit, I never call her back. Bet she keep on coming back
You keeping her dry, shit, I named that bitch "Tsunami Cat"
I'm too polished, I ain't looking for acknowledgement
Put my squad on my back like I'm wearing me a starter jacket
Yall lame niggas. No bitches when yall are out
I get that Ivy League brain, catch me with a dark mouth

[Hook] x2

Ace Hood - We Fly (Freestyle) Lyrics

"We Fly (Freestyle)" is the new hip hop song performed by Ace Hood.

Check back within a few days or weeks and the lyrics should be here, coz right now the lyrics of this song is not available yet and I apologize of this fact.

But if you feel like you are up to the challenge, you can add the lyrics by fill it here. It would be much appreciated by us and other visitors.
The lyrics (song text) will be up without any notifications.

Wale - Cosmic Kev Freestyle Lyrics

"Cosmic Kev Freestyle" is the new hip hop song performed by Wale.

Check back within a few days or weeks and the lyrics should be here, coz right now the lyrics of this song is not available yet and I apologize of this fact.

But if you feel like you are up to the challenge, you can add the lyrics by fill it here. It would be much appreciated by us and other visitors.
The lyrics (song text) will be up without any notifications.

Timeflies - ITribute Lyrics

ITribute Lyrics is performed by Timeflies

[Verse 1]
My downloads finished my uploads resuming
Alarm clock goes off and that lets me know I’m human
See time is limited so I’ll show the world what I can dream
My life is backed up lemme take you on my time machine
From past and future present
Ready as ever to teach the world a lesson
Never a second for second guessing
Search the world with my spotlight
It says “only the good die young” and thats not right
Given to us in them jeans and a turtle neck
Showin us our favorite item we ain’t even heard a yet
But you know its always somethin that I’m sure to get
On my safari yeah thats nothin but net
Every transition every move seamless
It’s like goin to a bar with a genius
And I’ve seen this broke no, hand it back
Always tryna be PC but can’t you see that I’m a Mac

[Hook]
Put the world at my fingertips
Put the world in the palm of my hand
They gon say I can’t
Well I’ma show you all I can
Everything I need
And everything I never planned
They gon say I can’t
I’ma show you I can

[Verse 2]
Presentations so good that I have to clap
Tryna find me? well there’s an app for that
You should try that, free or you can buy back
Chase the rainbow like the colors of an iMac
The pot of gold I know I have will come with time
IPod, iPhone, iPad, give it to you quicktime
In my photo booth, yeah, takin it with no effects
Then I’ma go out big game huntin and get you with that OSX
Jaguar, tiger, lion oh my, dont forget the leopard
So that means the flock is all here you gotta respect the shepherd
Happened quick now we blowin up big like the challenger
They call me iCal, I’m takin over your calendar
I’ma continue down the continuum like its space time
Don’t you ever look away ’cause I got you on that face time
Leave the world better than you find it n thats what matters most
So I think that we should raise a toast

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Please excuse the pictures you don’t need flash
‘Cause I think you know I don’t support that
My batteries dyin I’m running on these ifumes
And thanks to all the fans who took us to the top of iTunes
Just remember to keep talkin when no one will listen
If apple taught us anything that’s to think different
And those words are ringin all too true
People crazy enough to think they can change the world do
And that’s you…

[Hook]

Stay hungry, stay foolish
Thank you all very much

Snoop Dogg & Wiz Khalifa Ft. Mike Posner - French Inhale Lyrics

French Inhale Lyrics is performed by Snoop Dogg & Wiz Khalifa Ft. Mike Posner

[Chorus - Mike Posner]
French Inhale, I like the way you French Inhale
Do it Again
French Inhale, I like the way you French Inhale
Do it Again

[Verse 1 - Wiz Khalifa]
You don’t gotta sell it, cuz its already sold
And you don’t gotta roll one cuz its already rolled
Check out my technique, just weed let it fold
Shit I’ve been smokin’ since I was 14 years old
I had a dime who never smoked blunts just bowls
Taught me how to blow O’s, inhale threw my nose
So if you see me smoking ‘ blow my high
Uh, so I roll one and we both gonna fly
You smell it all in my clothes
Im taking in all the smoke when I…

[Chorus - Mike Posner]
French Inhale, I like the way you French Inhale
Do it Again
French Inhale, I like the way you French Inhale
Do it Again

[Verse 2 - Snoop Dogg]
I take it to the face, inhale it threw my nose
Blowin’ with the homies on the low, man f-ck these hoes!
It crackalack, peel it back
Whatcha call that mack who crack a bad bitch like that?
A cracker jack!
Im like a florist, touring like a tourist
Godzilla flying on a pegasaurus
Niggas know about it, even ‘fore I pull it out
I put some fire on it, and now there beggin me to put it out
I’m in the hallway rolling on the purple syke
I know the in’s and out’s so I’mma do what the f-ck I like

[Chorus - Mike Posner]
French Inhale, I like the way you French Inhale
Do it Again
French Inhale, I like the way you French Inhale
Do it Again

Kano - Blue Sky: Blood My In Is Music Lyrics

Blue Sky: Blood My In Is Music Lyrics is performed by Kano

[Kano]
Van Gogh the beat, Banksy the street
No spoilt bitch but the 16′s are sweet
Paint pro’s a picture, Rolls gold the wrist up
One go and its the, joint raps elite
Ian Wright inspired, Illmatic and I am
Bob Marley the fire, Iron, Lion and Zion
Two uncles?, mind that, Gregory Isaac
Blap, blap, rewind that;
Blood My In Is Music, I see pride, I see poor
Bad ass mutherf-cker, call me Jack Bauer
Push boundaries, f-ck you p-ssies
White sugar coated like Rowntree’s
Steve Job’s of rhyming, stay thinking forward
Nigga stop trying to A&R when you’re around me
Don’t take civilian advice, ‘cos I do me
You do you like you’re watching blue movies
I does this, this is routine
Like 5,6,7,8, told them, suicide, nigga detonate
Grime, need some new laws, I’m trying to legislate
Find me some new doors, I’m trying to break ‘em in
And fly to a new height, kite in the blue sky
It all started as a dream, I wanted to be Pay as you G
Question: Now who’s the best? Willy, you and G
Profession, when someones really paying you G’s
And I’ve been getting money since Versace blue jeans
The road ain’t my ting cuzzie but big up you G’s
Plural, funeral for snitches all G
Can’t pimp K ‘cos a nigga UG
Break a nigga face like D-U-G
Mr. Blue Sky while I’m praying for the rain
Complacent when I’m happy so I’m praying for some pain
Porsche Cayman, ride shotgun, let me take you down memory lane
Started ‘Home Sweet Home’ nothing heavy on the brain
Beats and Bars reinforced a niggas reign
London Town’s where I fell out with the fame
Industry politics, I thought we could abolish this
‘Cos honestly the game was trying to break me like I’m promises
Anti-record label til they employ basic common sense
Grime Street I want my independence and I run with it
Rain on the niggas ’til they find out where the brolly is
Method to the Madness, my money where my mouth is
Put 60 bags of my own f-cking cash in
I’m a f-cking real artist, they’re acting
Plus I’m on my agent shit bitch I’m acting
Tour the whole Atlas with Gorillaz and The Clash
Me, Willy, Diz and Bizzle put these spittas on the map
Passport full up ‘cos the Visa’s and the stamps in
Not a f-cking Nando’s stamp bitch, traveling
Yeah the boy done good from East Ham
That little engine that could is now the track king
My antics ain’t for the A-list, I’m Alien
Dropped E.T. and it’s a Mad Ting

I tell ‘em we might breathe the same air
And we bathe in the same sun
And even drink the same water
But you can see I’m in a league of my own
See I’m in a league of my own
See I’m in a league of my own yeah
League of my own yeah
Got a suit now this how I’m living
Took it from the street now my niggas in the business
Puppet on a string, no nigga, I’m the realest
No really I’m the realest
So leave me alone, leave me alone yeah
Leave me alone yeah

Heart and soul in this shit
Time and dough on this shit
This game is my life
So I’m just having fun with this bitch

Mac Miller - All This Lyrics

"All This" is the new hip hop song performed by Mac Miller.

We Spending all this money
Spending all this shine
Piffing all this kuddi
Spending all this time
I'm feeling better than ever before
This my life for... better... or for
All this money
Spending alll this shine
And it's all so funny
Cause it's all just fine
I'm feeling better than ever before
This my life for... better... or for... worse

I'm looking out the window
The kid stayin lit like a Zippo
You hatin I don't trip bro
It's gravy cause your bitch know
Cup of henni, I sip slow
The spins, yo
Hit the stage to bust a rhyme call me flip mode
This, that the other rhymer make it happen
Travel all around the country in a station wagon
Take it back you reminisce all your favorite classics
My words play more than madlibs
I got plenty lyrics
They got plenty adlibs
Want a holy spirit
My fathers on some rap shit
Listen to trap, Getting high puffin loud
See some people ridin by
Come outside say what up
I anit nothing like a star
I'm chilling, layin back
Travel all around the whole world
Enjoying where I'm at
Meeting different people
Eating different food
No one like a gourmet meal
More than you

We Spending all this money
Spending all this shine
Piffing all this kuddi
Spending all this time
I'm feeling better than ever before
This my life for... better... or for
All this money
Spending alll this shine
And it's all so funny
Cause it's all just fine
I'm feeling better than ever before
This my life for... better... or for... worse

They actin like they jealous
Everybody be thinkin' they was cool
Getting money since my mommy was dropping me off at school
Now I got a whip to cruise in
You the Pirates so you losin'
I'm in the news, you let them bring your news in
I bowl strikes you always leavin a few pins
I do me you keeping up with them new trends
I got fam you worried about makin new friends
I'm in my pj's you had to wear your suit in
Thinkin without doing, where, how, why me
Relax myself kick it like Ti chi
You could find me, only where I'm at
There ain't no other mes
They be checkin on my stats
How Cat I find them up in a tree
Homie be spittin bars they ain't fuckin with me
I'm just turning up the heat to 100 degrees
Spittin like I got a razor blade stuck in my teeth

We Spending all this money
Spending all this shine
Piffing all this kuddi
Spending all this time
I'm feeling better than ever before
This my life for... better... or for
All this money
Spending alll this shine
And it's all so funny
Cause it's all just fine
I'm feeling better than ever before
This my life for... better... or for... worse

Mac Miller Ft. Bun B - All That Lyrics

"All That" is the new hip hop song performed by Mac Miller Ft. Bun B.

[Bun B]
The people think it’s all about the fame
And the money and the status and the game
But it’s deeper than all that
[Mac Miller]
They just want the women and the cars
Getting high so they can chill with some stars
But it’s deeper than all that
[Bun B]
They thinking that it’s all about the shows
And the chains hanging down on your clothes
But it’s deeper than all that
[Mac Miller]
We’re here to change the world with this thing called rap
Homie, believe me, it’s all that
[Verse 1 - Bun B]
I got that money on my mind, the grind
And the ability, the knowledge and the know-how
Stamina and agility
Soon as I step in the facility these haters start
Testing my civility, I’m telling you
They killing me. Some of them feeling me
And some of them be grilling me but
I just blow my kush smoke up to the ceiling G
Yeah, and take a toke of the Swisher smoke
They got the paint and the brush, but not the picture, loc
What is an emcee if he can’t rap?
Just a monkey with a mic just waiting to get slapped
What is a DJ if he can’t scratch?
The one rotten apple that’s spoling the whole bag
What is a B-Boy if he can’t break?
Might as well do the Dougie or even the Harlem Shake
And what is a graffiti artist if he don’t tag?
No homophobia, but he’s a fag
Cause it’s deeper than all that..
[Hook]
[Verse 2 - Mac Miller]
One time for the world cause we do it for y’all
That logo light up in the sky when the studio call
Moving the crowd, get em loud without a gimmick
Spit with a golden ticket, I’m whipping it up in minutes
My feet up in this game
Rapping even made a ?
Don’t worry about the critics
If it’s happening now, forget it
For my heart is where I give it
Stay thinking about the future
When I’m rich, I’mma call my mom before I call the movers
These haters are just losers
Hate to see you winning
Gave my ? the beginning
I’m in it for extra innings
Here to change the world like a change clothes
Wouldn’t mind a little bankroll, pesos
But I”m right here for way more
What is somebody if they can’t love?
A hater.. someone give em a hug
We here to change the world with this thing called rap
And homie, believing is all that..

Mac Miller Ft. The Come Up - Boom Bap Rap Lyrics

"Boom Bap Rap" is the new hip hop song performed by Mac Miller Ft. The Come Up.

[Mac Miller:]
Your witnessing the gambles of infinity
Music in my soul on they go and getting rid of me
Peace and divinity in each and every inch of me
We living through this meledy you singing in a different key
See I'm nice with these rhymes, I might be blind
Just see inside of minds, I gets unkind
I'm like a physic I don't give a fuck if you like this
We here to party, had a little music to turn up loud
92 til infinity just some shit that you ain't heard in awhile
I don't give a fuck if their ain't a party
We got a little music to turn up loud
We different got our life that we living
Standing out in the crowd

[Chorus:]
That boom bap rap
They ask me how I do it
I'm just cool like that
Alright alright alright alright
That boom bap rap
When they ask you what your doing
Tell em your cooling
Keepin it moving
Ain't nothing new I'm a do what I do

[Franchise:]
Pullin up in something that you haven't seen
Clean and accompained by one of the baddest queens
Peel the top back feeling superb as I pass the green
We just coolin vibing without the magazine
Breezing through 376 thinking about my past ventures
Came from running, duckin and jumping over fences
Used to play reckless trying to get the check
Stopped now it's visions with my camp from the triple deck yaught
I can't stop, won't stop I keep running
Unleash the beast, freak beats and keep coming
Nasty but we spit it so sincerly
Drip phlem from the pen so they can feel me
Boom bap ones with the hiphop
They say we different wonder how we do it but it's sealed in a ziplock
Killin beats from 87 till the end of me
And Mac been involved since 92 until infinity

[Chorus]

[Vinny radio:]
This that boom bap shit, return of mister boom bapstic
Mostdope making new classics
Screem beef dog, look lose that shit
You ain't built for contact better do glasses
Haters get mad my view zoom past em
You lose that bitch, you think local I do atlas
Vinny Radio do that shit
It's like bird flu how I move that sick – ness
Got my money looking healthy work to stretch it everyday we call it physical fit-ness
Made my name in the game from playing no games but giving these beats the bussi-ness
It's a guaranteed conviction everytime I kill a track I'm letting you all with-ness
We deserve a reward for bring back that boom bap rap that you hear

[Chrous]

Mac Miller Ft. Sir Michael Rocks - Pranks 4 Players Lyrics

"Pranks 4 Players" is the new hip hop song performed by Mac Miller Ft. Sir Michael Rocks.

Check back within a few days or weeks and the lyrics should be here, because right now the lyrics of this song is not available yet and I apologize of this fact.

But if you feel like you are up to the challenge, you can add the lyrics by sent me an e-mail here. It would be much appreciated by me and other visitors.
The lyrics (song text) will be up without any notifications.

Mac Miller - The Scoop on Heaven Lyrics

"The Scoop on Heaven" is the new hip hop song performed by Mac Miller.

I heard they got nice cars up in heaven
Free liquor out the bar and the brightest fucking stars up in heaven
Heard that you can chill, not worry about the police not worry about someone fighting cuz everything is in peace
Heard the streets paved with gold, and the women all gorgeous
You just float, can’t even feel where the floor is
I heard heaven got a brand new venue
Next to that restaurant, you love their menu
And everything free
So everyone cool
Look out any window, it’s an incredible view
Everyone you speak to always tellin you the truth
And it’s only good shit when you gettin’ all your news
I imagine that, just a place that we can kick it
And be happy at
Satisfaction or maybe I’m dreamin, I’ll tell you what it’s like when I see
Did you hear what heaven’s like?
Can you tell me. Please, I’m really trying to know.
Cuz I do what I do when it’s all said and done
Shit I’m just tryin to go.
If you hear what heaven’s like, could you tell me.
Please, I’m really tryin to know
Cuz I do what I do when it’s all said and done
Shit I’m just trying to go
I heard ain’t nobody famous up in heaven, everybody the same
Just kick it up there in heaven cuz nobody going to change
Nobody can complain
The parties are all insane
The people all know your name, shit you entertain
See everybody you want, always keep in touch and go and chill by yourself when everything get too much
Never a f-ckin rush, so therefore a million plus
You prolly got a mercedes but always could take the bus
So f-ck, thats what heaven’s like
I guess think it is
Come to think of it I’ve been drinkin shit
I dunno (what) the truth is
It’s what I imagine when I was standin on the booth
Did you hear what heaven’s like?
Can you tell me. Please, I’m really trying to know
Cuz I do what I do when it’s all sand and done
Shit I’m just tryin to go
If you hear what heaven’s like, could you tell me.
Please, I’m really tryin to know
Cuz I do what I do when its all said and done
Shit I’m just trying to go

Mac Miller - I Love Life, Thank You Lyrics

"I Love Life, Thank You" is the new hip hop song performed by Mac Miller.

All right then bitch!
A million mile fucking faggots on their ass,
Beotch, it feels amazing!
Ladies and gentlemen, ..
The same kid, now famous…
Hey yow they keep on saying it’s too bad
It’s too bad but I don’t sound like this, too bitch I’m mad!
Now these girls all trying to suck my dick, I rap
I made letter if I’m sipping that …
Too fly, some even in the sky,
Can’t go out in public I better get to the sky
It’s better to be yourself, don’t ever slip..
While I’m driving with the.. down, listen in the…
..I’m in love with all the simple things
Little things, I’ll just be around…
I got some money, dude, some diamonds on a…
That’s why your favorite girl, probably on my dangling!
..standing on a… rappers need to keep up, my bitch is double…
She fucking, she ain’t no slut, and she know that!
She’s freeze up, living in the moment…
.. with the flash, get the picture
I ain’t doing march, just .. in this adventure.
..but I’m travelling in the world
With all these rappers at me hating
Like I’m battling with girls!
Hey .. it’s… hood be
But I ain’t got no.. you pussy!
I said this.. hood be,
But bitch I ain’t got no fucking.. you pussy!
Yeah, bitch, that could be a…
You know I always rap, if it’s ok with you!
And you can tell me if it was nice
Here we go!
Uh, hey yow I kinda want a…
I kinda want a grill
She met me at the party,
Now she kinda wanna chill.
I ain’t on no pills, just a little weed..
Yeah I did a couple drugs, now they’re calling me Sheen!
This was all a dream, just a week ago,
Now I got … always had some weed to go
All these rappers work, but I never seen ‘em flow..
Cause I don’t give a fuck what you all think
No, I don’t give a fuck what that dude on the block think.
Yeah, I’ve seen hate
Been a… of three days
Had to do what.. always want a free…
You hold the way of the world, I bet you knees break
Put my dick in a bitch head, keep…
You can’t keep that, fuck of…
You can keep the rest… if I bust on your face!
I’m just playing, mistaken…
… not a kid famous,
And he ain’t even had to change shit, beotch!
A million mother fucker fans
I just wanna take a second to think, you hear me?
Thanks for fucking with the kid from day one!
Don’t say I .. November 8!
I see all…

Childish Gambino - All the Shine Lyrics

All the Shine Lyrics is performed by Childish Gambino

[Verse 1]
What the fuck do y’all niggas really want?
I went with realness instead
But all the real niggas I know either crazy or dead
Yeah, I dropped the free EP for these other kids to feel alive
Niggas keep asking on whether this dude’s for real or not
I’m not trying to come hard, I’m trying to come me
That’s why these other songs that I used to make I’d release free
What’s the point of rap if you can’t be yourself, huh?
That’s why I come first like my cell phone
I’m a role model, I am not these other guys
I rap about my dick and talk about what girls is fly
I know it’s dumb, that’s the fucking reason I’m doing it
So why does everyone have a problem with talking stupid ish?
Cause if it's real ish
‘Cause sometimes that stupid shit is real shit
Like when you make out with your best friend’s baby sis
You know the one with short hair you used to babysit?
See, that’s not even right
You with a different girl like each and every fucking night
And kiss her while she’s sleeping and sneak out the front to catch a flight
That’s not life, dude
It's making up for fucks I missed in high school
I keep it wrapped until I meet the right one
’Cause I ain’t Mumford, I ain’t tryin’ to have sons
All I wanted was some more like Ashton
I ain’t the coolest but I know I got passion
I got passion!

[Hook]
I really wanna do right and it doesn’t matter
We’ve got all the shine we need to find
I really wanna do right and it doesn’t matter
We’ve got all the shine we need to find
“Baby, I’m okay.” She said, “Why you gotta act so strange?”
I said, “Baby, I’m okay.” She said, “Why you gotta act so strange?”
I said, “Baby, I’m okay.” She said, “Why you gotta act so strange?”
“Baby, I’m okay.” She said, “Why you gotta act so strange?”

[Verse: 2]
Are you serious? I don’t even know
Are you hearing this? This junk is laughable
I ain’t trying, I’m doing, these other rappers are foolish
I got fame, my A&R’s a computer
Is there room in the game for a lame who rhymes?
Who wears short-shorts and makes jokes sometimes?
My nigga like, “I’d get you MTV if I could, man
But Pitchfork only likes rappers who crazy or hood, man”
So, I guess we gon' see
I ain’t Curren$y, but if there ain’t money in my name please murder me
Sometimes I feel like I'm not supposed to be here
Sometimes I wake up, I don't want to be here
My mom loved to quote me Psalm verses
She don’t look at me like I’m the same person
I used to be the sweet one, but things change
And I don’t want them missing a son like Bone’s last name
And all my uncles alcoholics, shame on me
I drink whiskey till I’m grounded, no TV
I wanna go inside the club with no I.D
And walk in with No I.D., no I-D
No matter how far the Hood seems
We all still got Hood dreams
I always wanted to get picked on the cool team
But alone is exactly how I should be

[Hook]
I really wanna do right and it doesn’t matter
We’ve got all the shine we need to find
I really wanna do right and it doesn’t matter
We’ve got all the shine we need to find
We really wanna do right and it doesn’t matter
We’ve got all the shine we need to find
We really wanna do right and it doesn’t matter
We’ve got all the shine we need to find
We need to find
We need to find
“Baby, I’m okay.” She said, “Why you gotta act so strange?”
I said, “Baby, I’m okay.” She said, “Why you gotta act so strange?”

Tech N9ne Ft. Big KRIT, B.o.B, Kendrick Lamar & Machine Gun Kelly - BET Hip Hop Awards 2011 Cypher #1 Lyrics

BET Hip Hop Awards 2011 Cypher #1 Lyrics is performed by Tech N9ne Ft. Big KRIT, B.o.B, Kendrick Lamar & Machine Gun Kelly

(Big K.R.I.T.)

M.I crooked slay that, been killing beats since adapt, yeah me and rhymes go way back, way back
Time machine flow when I was swanging and ridin, if you ain’t repping for your people then you’re shucking and jiving, tap dancing and slidin to beat that you can’t comprehend
How dare you speak on where I’m from if you ain't never been
Fried kool-aid who made never ate that in fact, grandma was chefing for real made meals off love and scraps
Thank God for my country folk and family, instead of a metaphor I’d rather take it by James Anderson, damaging how the televised basketball wives, and not tornadoes in the south and how we lost lives
Still rebuilding, pray for the children that have no hero, only the villains that tell them get money, sleep when you die I find it funny, because when you rest in peace don’t mean fast asleep in slumber, Thank God and stay humble

(Tech N9ne)

Real rock rap and not to Xerox, weird not
Enough to make you fear a lot from here watch
I ran scrimmaged and I fought to the damn finish’d
And I popped eyes open without eating me canned spinach
My fans in it constantly telling me I can win it
If I stand grimace damaging man every damn minute
I blend then expands quick it scrams wicked rhyme
Grand spittage, ham wit it, FAM dig its N9ne!
Yeah, hard to see me like the background
Your rap styles coming softer than a cat’s meow
Red laces but booted like I’m Iraq bound
That frown will get you ate by my cannibal from sac town
Triple axe pal, pat down, gat down, bat down, blackout
With a fat smile I might react fowl, so don’t make this cat growl
I caught everybody when I spazzed wow, who do I catch now!

(Machine Gun Kelly)

Cleveland what up!
Yeah, Kells uh Cobains back, I smell like teen spirit man Cobains back
I got these teens screaming like Cobains back, you try me and I’ll make you a legend like Cobain’s strap Blaat yeah, they say I’m wasting my time where the watch at how he got that
They say it wasn’t my time where the watch at, now watch that
Speed of my syllables rhymes better clock that, stop that Bad Boy gave me the contract and I dot that
Now who the heck is this, with his pants red as 666 all up in your girlfriend’s twitpics
That eastside boy up out the 216, that’s making these other rappers get Melo like the Knicks eh Get you spitters huck to finished, and when yall win the game and the cypher was a scrimmage, so everybody gossiping tell a friend that I’m pitching how this white boy just bodied Black entertainment television now lace up!

(Kendrick Lamar)

Pushing a hoopty bumping the fugees, my life is a scary movie your live is a male groupie
Kendrick Lamar broke the handle with 22 Uzi’s stuffed it in my mouth & cack,cack,cack killed the rappers that knew me. Compton’s most wanted I live my life in a dungeon
Came out of a dragon I can probably touch the sun with, my bare hands what are your plans to win a Grammy, sweet taste of victory like Oprah’s virginity
Don’t judge me that’s just some irony trust me I like to laugh and get lucky
My sense of humor is rumored to be a Gemini’s company come with me
In the planet rock and I plan to rock in a plantation chasing many legends that made it
Face it you will never be pac-10 even when the planet stop, I’m 2012 on a 12 inch
Aiming straight at your pelvis, Elvis would come back as a black if you was hot, you’re just a mascot on a Kim Kardashian ass shot

(B.O.B)

Full blooded pedigree, prize fighter special breed, my flow uh they say it got special needs, I’m talking Ritalin, maybe even Adderall, 4 bars from me would probably kill your whole catalog, 16 would make Deborah Lee cut the channel off, 32 would make Paul Bunyan take the flannel off, 64 would make your mama want 60 more
I eat haters check the crumbs on my kitchen floor
They say my music’s pop, I call buying cribs for my mama shaking hands with Obama
& if you don’t believe me go online and check the pic, and if you check my flip cam you’ll see your sister in a flick, I’m perfect from the field it’s like I can’t miss
I’m on a rant like Durant no pick no assist, yall tripping on TIP, get off my man neck
I’m just saying Martha Stewart left prison in a jet

DJ Drama Ft. Maino - Hand Of God Lyrics

"Hand Of God" is the new hip hop song performed by DJ Drama Ft. Maino.

Check back within a few days or weeks and the lyrics should be here, because right now the lyrics of this song is not available yet and I apologize of this fact.

But if you feel like you are up to the challenge, you can add the lyrics by sent me an e-mail here. It would be much appreciated by me and other visitors.
The lyrics (song text) will be up without any notifications.

Drake Ft. Nicki Minaj - Make Me Proud Lyrics

Make Me Proud Lyrics is performed by Drake Ft. Nicki Minaj

[Drake]
I like a woman with a future and a past
A lil attitude problem all good, it’ll make shit last
Don’t make it too easy girl, don’t take it too fast
Yeah, thats it right there, thats it, do it just like that
Only you can do it just like that
And I love it when your hair still wet cause you just took a shower
Running on a treadmill and only eating salad
Sound so smart like you graduated college
Like you went to Yale but you probably went to Howard
Knowing you, weekend in Miami tryna study by the pool
Couple things due but you always get it done
Might have been a time when I loved her too
But you take that away and you’ll always be the one
One, I wonder why the moon looks nice, girl
Maybe it’s just right for the night
You said niggas coming on too strong girl
They want you in their life as a wife
Thats why you wanna have no sex, why you wanna protest
Why you wana fight for your right
Cause you don’t love them boys
P-ssy run everything, f-ck that noise

[Chorus - Drake]
I know things get hard but girl you got it girl
You got it, there you go
Can’t you tell by how they looking at you everywhere you go
Wondering whats on your mind, it must be hard to be that fine
When all these muthaf-ckas wanna waste your time
It’s just amazing girl, and all I can say is
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so proud of you
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so proud of you
I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so, I’m so proud of you

Everything’s adding up, you’ve been through hell and back
Thats why you’re bad as f-ck and you…

[Nicki Minaj]
B-b-b-bet I am
All of them bitches I’m better then
Mansions in Malibu babblin
But I never mention everything I dabble in
And I always ride slow when I’m straddlin’
And my shit’s so wet you gotta paddle in
Gotta ro-ro-row, gotta row ya boat
It’s Pink Friday records and OVO
Done did the pop tour, I’m the realest deal
Best legal team so the deals is ill
It’s Mac, OPI and a fragrance too
Apparel, I’m dominating every avenue
Cobblestone, good view, lil gravel too
Gotta pay for the entourage travel too
Cause I’m fli-fli-fly, I’m flying high
Aint got time to talk, just Hi and bye

Baby you can ask me to take a break
I’ll give it all away, don’t care what the people say
I’ll be a million, billion, trillion miles away

He asked my sign, I said a Sag’
I’m a star, Sheriff badge,
Whats the point? If I’m guardin’
Double D up hoes, Dolly Parton

[Chorus - Drake]

StartYourOwnRebellion - I’m An Outlaw Lyrics

I’m An Outlaw Lyrics is performed by StartYourOwnRebellion

[Chorus]
Cuz I’m an outlaw, any minute could be my last call, Going all out, prepared
Back to wall, but I’m in it, till I finish, or I fall out, I’m all outta fear

Cuz I’m an outlaw, any minute, could be my last thought, got a whole lot to fear
But we are in this, till we finish, any minute we gon’ fly beyond limits or fall out the air

But I’ll be alright, through the winds, through the hardships, we been
through it all and survived

I’ll be alright, it don’t end, they’ll be more
They’ll be storm and after storm
We’ll survive

[Maza]
Maza’s the name, and I come from a place quite similar to yours
Got so many stories, I could build me a building with so many floors
All the shit I’ve endured, so these words just pour free
Remembering the age where they lost me
You walk on the edge long enough, shit starts adding up, In the end too costly
But I’ll paid that price unfortunately
Seen death, and he took all my friends
Said I’m next but he won’t be back till I’m a hundred and ten
So what am I left with in the end
Memories I’ve repressed and depression setting in
No escape, I’m glued to my fate
StartYourOwnRebellion till I’m blue in the face
We on a crash course, I ain’t losing any sleep
I’m ready for it all, victory or defeat, I live for this see

[Chorus]

[FinaL OutLaW]
Outlaw’s never chose to be born,
What name to be called, what race to belong to
Never cared about rules and such, what rules? what laws?
What audacity does mankind think it has?
We drink from puddles while you drink from glass
That’s why I’m honored to be accepted as an ambassador for the working class
I don’t regret a single second
Defending peasants with a broken weapon
I am them, I lived through the same abandon and disregard
I check my scars when things get hard
Freedom over fortune and fame is my motto, FinaL OutlaW is my name
Stay alive as long as you can and you could be king if you harness the pain

[Chorus]

[Kid.Digit-Ø]
Hope for the best prepare for the worst
But I won’t live in fear you could bury me first, right here
Death isn’t scary, it barely hurts
It seems birth is the pain that we can’t reverse
I mean your memory barely works your so traumatized
The second that you slide out your mommas thighs
You done lost your mind,
You don’t care and leave it all behind, it’s light years back there
Cuz I’m an outlaw from the minute that I came out the womb
Tell the world that I’m here
Even if they say that I’m finished, I ain’t finished till I say so
Don’t listen to the shit that you hear
Cuz all I hear is bitching from these lames callin everybody names
But Im’ma make a change for the better if you aint then get up out our way
Just a warning if you stay I’m a rebel bitch I’m Paul Revere
Yes, I brake the law and I must confess
Let me get this straight it ain’t the law I’m against….
Only the rules that they use to oppress
Don’t be a fool and let them use you against us
Chess, pawns
Never believe in what they said you are
Settle for king and no less
Though they meddle with me
I’ll never be in a check mate
Nah

[Chorus]
I’ll be alright
I’ll be alright
I’ll be alright
I’ll be alright

Cuz I’m an outlaw, any minute could be my last call, Going all out, prepared
Back to wall, but I’m in it, till I finish, or I fall out, I’m all outta fear

Cuz I’m an outlaw, any minute, could be my last thought, got a whole lot to fear
But we are in this, till we finish, any minute we gon’ fly beyond limits or fall out the air

Slaughterhouse - The Illest Lyrics

The Illest Lyrics is performed by Slaughterhouse

[Joell Ortiz]
Rusty 9 gettin’ gully on the roof
This so rough, I left my skully on in the booth
I drag my tin boots through the gutter with the troops
Gotta fire at you while you with your mother on the stoop
Aint nothing nice, filling 5 cent cups with ice
Ass crack stuffed with the stuff that the custie’s like
My flow inspired by po-po ridin’ by
Cause lil Jojo let the fo’ fo’ iron fly
So expect nothing but heat from me
When the beat ugly, I sour dollar spit
Aint nothing sweet money
So whoever say Ortiz hungry is lying
I’m starving, I’m famine, man I act like I never eat sonny
I keep ya head nodding, when the bass pumpin’
And you can hate cousin, but don’t say something
And no face muggin’, I’m S-H-A-D-Y
Slaughterhouse all day

[Biggie]
Lyrically I’m untouchable, uncrushable
Ask your friends, who’s the illest?
Lyrically I’m untouchable, uncrushable
Ask your friends, who’s the illest?

[Crooked I]
Yeah, rap is in danger, Crooked I was born in a California manger
God of the West caost, know the flow nice when you’re signed to Shady Aftermath
and used to be on Death Row.
What am I, gun in eye, sing you a lullaby
Nullify your skull in 5 seconds by putting a slug inside
Run and hide, I’m on some money goon shit
Married to the streets, honeymoon shit
Yeah, f-ck a bride
I’m ’bout to go Van Gogh and I have to reach for slavery guns
That mean I draw a masterpiece
I spit bars quick as a spliff sparks
Writtens’ll kick start, split you in 6 parts
Which part if I’m the shit and you a skid mark did you not get?
Put you in a ditch when it’s pitch dark
Make your bitch suck my dick, clark?
Thats what you get, heard that you a snitch
Now get that tattoo that say life, cause you a bitch

[Biggie]
Lyrically I’m untouchable, uncrushable
Ask your friends, who’s the illest?
Lyrically I’m untouchable, uncrushable
Ask your friends, who’s the illest?

[Joe Budden]
Joey,
I left the mask on, bury something, no disguise
It couldnt get more official if it was notarized
I want the pen on the jeweler for you to know whats fly
Top of the chain of command if I’m playing my game
I better not overide, who think they over I
Hoping it vocalise, this aint even a group
Just one real nigga multiplied
Listen in brutally if you tryna get fast
I put my life on it like it was mast
Better pray that this vicodin last
If not rappers are in danger
Niggas is in a box, I’m tired of rappers in a Wrangler
Will clap and rearrange ya, but I hate to make my pyschiatrist right
And it’s exactly what she said will happen with my anger
You can’t relate to it, how you gon’ measure it, broke
Can’t treasure it, jokers just embezel it
It’s time to seperate the realness from the rhetoric
I think one statement from B.I should settle this…

[Biggie]
Lyrically I’m untouchable, uncrushable
Ask your friends, who’s the illest?
Lyrically I’m untouchable, uncrushable
Ask your friends, who’s the illest?

[Royce Da 5'9"]
I said I’m gunning for the muthaf-ckin’ king like a historical terror shot
I’m sittin’ in a Hilton rich like Paris pops
Spread money around the whole town like ?
Compare us not, I’m a terrible terrorist plot
You the character carrot top, while I’m stomping on barriers til my ? stops
like a tricerotops when I’m done roaming this earth
Bury my bones in Mariah or Carey’s box
Who you know answer with gun
Shady’s our home, we live with the GOAT like Julio from Sanford and Son
Problem with a problem, got no love for my foes
Ya’ll just wearing red bottoms, I got blood on my sole
We are dope we are postal, we not social
On Twitter we block Oprah and Deepak Chopra
Y’all niggas think ya’ll f-cking with us cause people quote ya singles
Yeah right, you making ya f-cking point with broken fingers
My dreams fulfilled like this cup full of potent tequila
And I’m bout to raise up and toast to dreamers

[Biggie]
Get your writing crew, get your writing crew
And they dopest rhymes, I get up in that ass everytime
Lyrically I’m untouchable, uncrushable
Ask your friends, who’s the illest?

Get your writing crew, get your writing crew
And they dopest rhymes, I get up in that ass everytime
Lyrically I’m untouchable, uncrushable
Ask your friends, who’s the illest?

Wale - DC or Nothing Lyrics

"DC or Nothing" is the new hip hop song performed by Wale.

[Intro]
In the face of adversity, I prepared a verse to see
Or hear rather...

[Verse 1]
Destined to win, get respect where I live
My reflection contagious, I’m the messenger here
Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread
They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed
When the city was chocolate, there was death in the air
All I’m hearing is aids, I ain’t deaf in my ear
Nah … I ain’t deaf in my ear
But he push them whites in the hood like ray evans was there
Shout out to Kirbo, he told me I would make it
Now me, Tony, G, and Tre got the keys to the nation
Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer
Of course he fiending for trouble, he had a fiend for a mother
Got no leaders among him, got no loyalty either
Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him
See, it’s cold where they be at, on that boat like a pirate
Politicians fucking hookers, why you mad at my ganja?
Kick him out of the city, force them whites who can pay up
Still different ablers killing over what isn’t theirs
Lost my nigga over nothing though
Saheed Elesha I miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

[Hook]
I feel something change in the weather, and I’m home, home, home
Don’t let it drift away like a feather and I’m home, home, home
And oh, I gotta find my way
Oh I gotta face the day
But oh I can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

[Verse 2]
Look, I lost my nigga over nothing though
Saheed Elesha I miss you, god bless my brother’s soul
Ricky is sitting, Baba was sitting
Caught up and slipping for fearing a McDonald’s position
Seen it over a dollar, got him under a flower
Funeral drama, niggas mystery baby mamas
They ain’t really for condoms, I just think that it’s shocking
Got no fear in no officer, they be scared of them doctors
I’m aware that there’s problems, know Obama gon’ stop it
Where there’s minimal conscious and there’s thousands of choppers
I know Howard that college, boy that town has some problems
I done seen embalming fluid ruin a nigga promise
Little women be mommas, little niggas ain’t fathers
Ain’t nobody here leading, it’s way too easy to follow
They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow
Although it gets you paper, I pray you weighing your options
This is soulful my nigga, I’m hoping I am giving a hope to my nigga
We just soldiers my nigga, don’t know you my nigga but know you my nigga
This is soulful my nigga, hope that I am giving some hope to my nigga
We just soldiers my nigga, don’t know you my nigga but know you my nigga
Nigga, know you my...
And you know my nigga
Know you my...
Look...

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell
So needless to say this, leadership is not with a timid sail
I pray these words live and these gimmicks fail and
I pray whenever I’m seen in my city I forever resemble braille
May your trees be loud, and your queens be proud
May you see your dreams allowed, before you see them from a cloud
May your glass never reach half-empty, may your enemies find the inner-piece before it ever get to beef
I wish you, wealth, health, and pact free women for yourself and the shit ain’t the best, hope these lyrics are … my nigga

[Hook]

[Outro]
See I made it from home, see I made it alone
And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne
Time after time, again and again
They wanna see a nigga lose but I’m destined to win

Wale - No Days Off Lyrics

"No Days Off" is the new hip hop song performed by Wale.

[Verse 1: Wale]
Revolution might be televised
But make sure if they do see
Them people see my good side
Black nigga with intellect
6th grade I was Special Ed
10th grade I was rad as shit
Lookin' like a nigga just left Japan
Well goddamn, now I be the man
Now every bitch kickin' with me, goin' HAM
Every visit to Neimans, I swear don't even see a tag
When you're reachin' your dreams
You got reason to brag
Ambition over everything
And I never plan on settling
And my wish is to have everything
And my only fear's a wedding ring
Hopin' that my niggas see
Hopin' that these bitches saw it
Hopin' when it's break in here
I got he same addition for it
Niggas think I'm slippin, niggas is lunchin'
And even dumb's is smokin' (?)

[Hook]
No days off! No days off!
Heard they coming for a nigga
Bitch I'm Ray Charles
No days off!
Takin' breaks will leave you broken
And we can't fall
No days off! No days off!
Heard they coming for a nigga
Bitch I'm Ray Charles
No days off!
Takin' breaks will leave you broken
And we can't fall

[Verse 2: Wale]
I used to sleep hungry in a bed next to roaches
Now I wake up, play a beat and burn a couple roaches
Permanently focused, learning while I'm going
And the word most important
Don't regurgitate my sperm
Let me work that - no nasty
But I'm actually quite respectful
But you call a bitch a bitch
And real bitches don't respect you
And that's fucked up
But I guess that shit's just tough love
Around my way, I'm cut throat
And what I did just ain't enough
Fly shit ain't not thang to us..
20 somethin', no baby ma
Mama want me to go find a wife
I'm like sorry ma, this not the time
Can't decide, take em out
G'd up, shake it down
Weed up, better make a sound
Greened up, I'm like (?)
Higher than high school
Mariah tunes and five flutes
Owe 5 to Hooper's and light shoes
Never liked school
Reckless when I move
Where I from, it get cold
Niggas die over shoes
Niggas shoot over bitches
Bitches get niggas set up
Stuck up beat up and wet up
That's why I never met em
That's why forever I love seldom and trust never
And fuck whoever don't put one hundred percent in
Nigga

[Hook]

Wale - Illest Bitch Lyrics

"Illest Bitch" is the new hip hop song performed by Wale.

[Intro]
Turn up that music
I got to fight this
I want to fight the music on this one
I was gonna write you a poem today
But I was like, fuck it
I was feelin' myself, you know?

[Hook]
Illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive!
Yeah, that my sista and I'm so proud how she hold it down
Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around
Pray you rich in confidence
Now I'm paying you mind
Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive!
Yeah, one time for the
One time for the illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive!

[Verse 1: Wale]
Working out 9 to 5 keeping them babies fly
No the time, no what it's like
No one notice your plight
No one notice your struggle
No one know what it's like
How you hold in emotion
While holding in life
Man, straight and no fucking
Women's pain got her stressin
I can't touch her, so for pleasure
I get special attention
Yeah this the illest bitch alive, I love her freaky side
And the deeper that mean she get the sweeter
Rise for her

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Wale]
Baby father bullshittin', you two don't even speak
Ain't seen his seed in 14 days, that nigga too week
Couple shy of a month, I ain't runnin' you up
When it be too loose or you be too late
We ain't tyin' no knot
And I know it's double standards when you're fuckin' with us
But I pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love
New Louboutins when she dressin', Louboutin
Please correct me, scratch marks
Make her self conscience, I kiss her where we're sexin'
Yes, it's the illest bitch around, flawless and brown
Smokin' loud, blowin' down when the law ain't around
When it comes to underwater I get nautical shawtie
Yeah, you leavin' alone but came here with multiple shawtie

[Hook]

[Outro - Read as poetry]
And I promised myself I wouldn't tell you this shit today
But, tomorrow's uncertainty promotes the urgency in this shit I'mma say
Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts
And this world's mine, but the womb is hers
Ms. Mother Nature I pray that our daughters carry and favor your genes
And when you take off your jeans you get all the me that you need
That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means
And for what it's worth, I wrote a couple words to help you see...
Illest bitch alive

Wale Ft. Meek Mill & Rick Ross - Ambition Lyrics

"Ambition" is the new hip hop song performed by Wale Ft. Meek Mill & Rick Ross.

[Intro]
The time is now on everything
Took my heart away from money
Ain't interested in fame
But I pray that never change
Ambition is priceless
It’s something that’s in your veins
And I put that on my name

[Meek Mill]
Uh, the only hope I had was selling
Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar float?
My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks
I grew up looking at the nigga that was selling coke
Oh, I was raised by the stop sign
No religion I was getting saved by the nine
By the minute I was getting paid like a hot line
? Fiends was calling, we was dot com
Well connected, well respected and well protected
Ain't get accepted, well rejected and now they regret it
Ain't get my message, was a signal when I was texting
The bitch I was calling was fraud and I learned my lesson
Now I move with aggression, use my mind as a weapon
Cause chances are never given they tooken like interceptions
So throw that pass, I’ll be the Quarter back
Me and Folarin MMG gon bring that Warner back

[Hook]
Ambition
Easy to dream a dream, but much harder to live it
They gon love me for my Ambition
Easy to dream a dream, but much harder to live it
They gon love me for my Ambition
Easy to dream a dream, but much harder to live it
Look, they gon love me for my ambition
Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision

(It speaks for itself. Define Ambition for me?)

[Rick Ross]
My ambition to win, just to get me some ends
Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a Benz
I saw momma praying as she wait on results
It was hot in the kitchen can I wait on the porch
My father was missing, War Lord Oliver North
Life was diggin’ me deeper, I kept on coming up short
Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark
Who cut my power off? it’s time to move that soft
Not too many options when you coming from the projects
Sittin’ in the trap now you moving Cyndi Lauper
Girls wanna have fun, and ? some change
And I doubt that ever change
Ambition is priceless that’s something on your veins
And I doubt that ever change
Ambition is ? and I put that on my name
And I doubt that ever change

[Hook]

[Wale]
Well wishers to my opposition
You probably cop a flea before you go to prison
I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential
But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue
Subscribe,? reside where all the lions and killers be
And I ain't spend a minute up in the streets
But I’m limitless mentally, I’m lyrically MC
Lebron, I was heading 6 after 23
And family is everything and money is less important
Long as your mama love you, don’t ever love a woman
I got a lot of bitches, they got a lot of feelings
But I got that green on my eyes
And that ain’t no Simpson
I retire you niggas: you and your position!
They play surface so slippery niggas can’t even kick it
Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches
You know you real you don’t say it
You know you real, we gon feel it
Ross!

[Outro]
Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision
They gon love me for my ambition
Easy to dream a dream, but much harder to live it
Look, they gon love me for my ambition
Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision
They gon love me for my ambition

Wale Ft. Big Sean- Slight Work Lyrics

"Slight Work" is the new hip hop song performed by Wale Ft. Big Sean.

Gotta work - slight work
D - town to the DMV!
Diplo, wassup!

"Work it, work it!"

[Wale]
I can do it all and it ain't no problem
Ain't nobody harder than a nigga Folarin
Bitch, I go hard, I'm ballin', I'm globetrottin'
And my flow art my nigga, I'm Mozart with it
I do this, I turn a straight prude bitch into a nudist
Foolish, I be on that new shit
And I'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with
Ain't nobody checking for your garbage
Lot of intuition, I ain't never finished college
Never hit the mall and forever get it all
Any broad bet I lay her like I'm dressin' for the fall, nigga
And I'm all that
Shawty was Pinkberry sweet but I ain't lactose
I ain't tryna brag though
I just know I'm that dope
Kick game bojack, my Bo Jacks Tae Bo
And it ain't no problem
You race to these broads, I relay and baton em
Bitches ain't around one thou
But when you step out, why these bitches run out
Double MG shit, I put the set down
Rick James that, bad bitches on the couch
Word play, Olubowale my first name
I think I'm Koko B. Ware, you just a bird babe
I got a pair of J's, I roll a pair of J's
We up in Diamond Supply, spending that carat cake
Let em marinate, you forever late
A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

[Hook]
"Work it!"
It's light work
Right work
Wrong drink, the right work
Work, work, work, work..

[Big Sean]
Bitch you ain't a boss 'til you cut a fuckin' paycheck
Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex
Man, and I ain't into saving these hoes!
My nigga, tell me where you see the cape at?
B-I-B-I bitch, B-I-G
Two things that I don't need are you and my ID
I'mma need a yellow cab and a yellow bad bitch
Green faces but a nigga dodgin' yellow badges
Woop! Cause I'm drunk..
Under 25, living the fuckin life
White America said I'd be doing 25 to life
And just for that, I'mma blow 25 tonight
You make 25 a year, I make 25 a night, whoa!
Blocka blocka blocka!
Bitch get hit with my Ciroc-a Vodka chopper
Taking body shots: blocka-blocka-blocka!
Probably in your girl's dreams, probably in your daughter's locker
Top floor like I'm out tanning
And I stole your whole delivery now that's outlandish
I guess like the delivery man, I'm outstanding
Car tinted
I'm in that tint like I'm out camping
God damn it, I'm one hell of a guy
Looking down on a cloud: that's a hell of a high
Bitch I gets ghost, the way she screaming "Big!"
Niggas couldn’t tell if I was dead or alive

[Hook]

Probably got your girl going crazy, crazy..

From the D-Town to the DMV, all these bad bitches
Tryna get with me..
We need to see ID

Share

Labels

Archives

Latest Lyrics