French Montana Ft. Diddy, Rick Ross - Shot Caller (Remix) Lyrics

"Shot Caller (Remix)" is the new hip hop song performed by French Montana Ft. Diddy, Rick Ross.

[Chorus]
Shawty got potential I could be her sponsor
Met her backstage at a summer jam concert
Hair like Rihanna, shoe game was awesome
Could tell by her aura she want a shot caller
Wanna be with a baller shot caller
Could tell by her aura she want a shot caller
Wanna be with a baller, shot caller
Could tell by her aura she want a shot caller

[French Montana]
Dip-dip dippin’ in the Phantom, thought they seen a ghost
Try live life baby gon make a toast
All white drop head just me and Flocka
My new deal sweeter then Peach Ciroc
I took over the streets didn’t miss a block
Did it for NY baby shoutout BIG and Pac
Can I hit it in the condo, can I hit it in the morning like Alonso
Shawty got potential, knew I had to stamp her
Ass like Nicki hair like Amber (coke boy baby)
Coke boy till they bury me
R.I.P the homie Heavy D

[Chorus]

[Diddy]
Dippin’ in the ‘gatti, billboards in Tokyo
Worth about a billion and still run the city
What you really thought I wasn’t comin through
I invented ballin, the shot callin’
Ciroc boy, top 10 hitter
Like she came with the car, left the lot wit’ her
Can I hit it on the jet, racks flying?, autograph signin’
Shawty kinda flashy I could be her sponsor
Hair like Cassie shoe game is awesome
We on that Ciroc, Redberry with the red bottom
NY we the headline, bitch Imma baller !

[Chorus]

[Rick Ross]
Put the coupe on a pair of Chuck Tailors (ughh)
Bought the block, no love for the neighbors
Top down praying to my lord an’ savior
We on the floor, Pacquaio the worlds greatest
Boxin’ niggas all I ever did was bob and weave
Now the crib 8 mill that’s on everything
Give me props and keep it real ya man hatin’
Not the crib she couldnt get past the landscapin’
Cranberry ? I had ‘em hand made
Double M Genius, even the band playing,
Scarface 500inch flatscreen
Stack cream now the Maybach net green

[Chorus]

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Taio Cruz - Tattoo Lyrics

"Tattoo" is the new hip hop song performed by Taio Cruz.

I'm on ya like a tattoo, ow
I'm on ya like a tattoo, ow
Under my skin
Got you under my skin
I'm on ya like a tattoo, ow
I'm on ya like a tattoo, ow
Under my skin
Got you under my skin

Hey girl
Tell me what your name is
I'm just tryna find out
What your game is
And I can make you famous
Show you how we go down
Hell yeah
I'm serious
I'm just tryna fly you to nigeria
And show you everything luxurious
Show you how it goes down

I'm like, damn
Look at you girl
Look at your body
It's so cold
The way you rock and roll
Now listen me baby
I just gotta let you know

I'm on ya like a tattoo, ow
I'm on ya like a tattoo, ow
Under my skin
Got you under my skin
I'm on ya like a tattoo, ow
I'm on ya like a tattoo, ow
Under my skin
Got you under my skin

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Mac Miller - What If Lyrics

"What If" is the new hip hop song performed by Mac Miller.

chorus:
what if ill never make it?
what if im never famous?
what if im broke,
and my whole life is been a joke?
what if nothing never happens?
what if i gotta stop rapping?
what if, what if, what if this is it?

what if i never got the chance to tell the world what i gotta say?
when ill die all i do is just ride away
i tried to talk about my life in every song
so you have a little something to remember when im gone.
i tell you like this, i aint pretending in the
but i tell you that im working and im getting very strong
it wont b long till you hear me on the radio
but in my head i got ways to go
but imma take it slow, this is the way to blow
so any place i go, i know my bank can
im taking notes, i am hip hop
it replaces my soul if i sing to the bottom and make a flow.
i heard the real worlds cold, imma take your coat
be prepared, and be aware

chorus:
what if ill never make it?
what if im never famous?
what if im broke,
and my whole life is been a joke?
what if nothing never happens?
what if i gotta stop rapping?
what if, what if, what if this is it?

expectations picking, they wonder what im about to do
sport interest, music i can count on you, right?
do i have it all twisted? i went from popular to in an instant
my friends forgot me cause they probably seen me on
in an where i should be out at a party!
it drives me crazy, money is the due
insomnia i could wait.. something i can do to put the work in it
failure getting jealous, throwing dirt upon my name
burning up my pain, but im working through my pain
cause lifes hard, till you learn its just a game!
play your cards, use your letters on your scrabble board
if youre small, put your heart into your rapping more
no money? why the fuck youre counting for?
a thousand.. trying to get up my allowances.

chorus:
what if ill never make it?
what if im never famous?
what if im broke,
and my whole life is been a joke?
what if nothing never happens?
what if i gotta stop rapping?
what if, what if, what if this is it?

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Gucci Mane Ft. Slim Dunkin & V-Nasty - Fuck You Lyrics

Fuck You Lyrics is performed by Gucci Mane Ft. Slim Dunkin & V-Nasty

[Verse 1: V-Nasty]
I think they mad cause I'm relevant
Big choppers put holes in elephants
I got a bad bitch and she's elegant
Bet a hundred thousand that bitch selling it
Come on the block, bitch I'm doing all this shit
Them suckers looking over there looking is irrelevant
I got a boatload coming from Mexico
And if the bitches talking gas, they ass like Texaco
I'm a reckless ho, you can't check this ho
Bitch, my outfit cost more than your necklace, ho
And I'm doing shit that you never seen before
Having withdrawals, man, hurry with my boat

[Hook: V-Nasty]
Fuck you! Bitch fuck your mama too!
You can't fuck with us
You can't do what we do

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I got a swag so sick make the ho start cough
I got a Lamborghini, hit the gas, bitch get lost
You with a loser, need to lose him, if not -- your loss
I got a suburban ?
I'm a boss, you's a worker boy, go jerk off
Brick Squad on the stage, know our shirts off
And I'm horny as a rhino and her ass soft
I got a fetish for a fine ho: I break her off
Let's get it on, let's get it in
Let's get it on, do it again
So bring a friend if you want to
Don't tell me what you won't do
Want me like I want you? All night long!
Let's get it on!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Slim Dunkin]
I fuck her, you lick her
I hit her and pass her
The ? at the light wanna fuck her by tonight
She say her friend a dyke so she allergic to the pipe
?
Take care of my apperaance
Shoes on clearance
Fuck your mama, your sister and your kids
Would say fuck your girl but I already did
I be in and out of ? can't go in and out of ?
And I got the bird, man: I be stuntin like my pa
Going private when I travel: plane
Louis in my baggie claim
Standing on the couches with V-Nasty and Gucci Mane
All the ice on my hands got my fingers cold
Call me Snoop Dogg: I don't finger roll..

[Hook]

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