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| from The Fast And The Furious Soundtrack Collection (분노의 질주: 콜렉션) [omnibus, ost] (2015) | |||||
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from Lil Twist - Turn`t Up [single] (2011)
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from Mary J. Blige - My Life II...The Journey Continues (Act 1) (2011)
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from Cher Lloyd 1집 - Sticks & Stones (2011)
We ain’t ever gonna grow up
We just wanna get down Tell the DJ turn it up real loud No we’ll never grow up And if we had our way We would do this everyday. I got a flow that’ll make you drop I got a flow that’ll make you pop I got a flow that’ll make your mother and your father call the cops. We’re gon’ make this go blow, we gon’ system overload. We’re gonna be the generation that makes everything explode! And when I say explode, I don’t mean that we’re using bombs. We’re doing stuff that we don’t ever have to tell our mums Love this stuff we got, we got it all up in a bomb Paper chasin’ girl, divided everything we won Somehow, someway We’re gonna have it our way We don’t give a what, what you say No we don’t We ain’t ever gonna grow up We just wanna get down Tell the DJ turn it up real loud No we’ll never grow up And if we had our way We would do this everyday. We ain’t ever gonna grow up We just wanna get down Show everybody who runs this town! No we’ll never grow up And if we had our way We would do this everyday. Do you, do you, do you know what I mean I’m a princess, I don’t wanna be the queen Please don’t say a thing Mr. Bean Every time you talk, grr it makes me wanna scream I don’t know what you heard ’bout me Don’t make me hold out my pinky I’m gonna finish off these MCs Like they were my cup of tea I got a flow that’ll make you drop I got a flow that’ll make you pop I got a flow that’ll make your mother and your father call the cops. Somehow, someway We’re gonna have it our way We don’t give a what, what you say No we don’t We ain’t ever gonna grow up We just wanna get down Tell the DJ turn it up real loud No we’ll never grow up And if we had our way We would do this everyday. We ain’t ever gonna grow up We just wanna get down Show everybody who runs this town! No we’ll never grow up And if we had our way We would do this everyday. [Busta Rhymes] (Let’s go!) (Cher let me take it from here!) Bulls-eye again, I got ‘em in a target, put ‘em in a pocket, put ‘em on a market That’s the way we live, you can see the way I walk and I talk Every time I show up I got ‘em strung, I don’t wanna grow up, forever young No I never wanna leave you, better believe me, trust me she is the one Gonna make all the people get up pump they fist when they hear that beat We gonna jump like this, leanin’ bend they body all around And then they gonna turn and twist I guess it’s time for pictures and my close-up I can do this till infinity, I pray I never grow up We ain’t ever gonna grow up We just wanna get down Tell the DJ turn it up real loud No we’ll never grow up And if we had our way We would do this everyday. We ain’t ever gonna grow up We just wanna get down Show everybody who runs this town! No we’ll never grow up And if we had our way We would do this everyday. [x2] 가사입력NAKMUSE |
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from Justin Bieber - Under The Mistletoe [Deluxe Edition] (2011)
Come they told me
pa rapa pum pum A new born king to see pa rapa pum pum Our finest gifts we bring pa rapa pum pum To lay before the king pa rapa pum pum rapa pum pum rapa pum pum Rum pa pa pum rapa pum pum pum Yeah I'm on the drum yeah i'm on the snare drum Yeah i'm on the beat cuz the beat goes dumb and I only spit heat cuz i'm playing for the sun Playing for the king playing for the title I'm surprised you didn't hear this in the bible I'm so tight I might go psycho Christmas time so here's a recital I'm so bad like Michael I know i'm still young but I go I go Stupid stupid love like Cupid Imma drummer boy so do it do it Little baby pa rapa pum pum I am a poor boy too pa rapa pum pum lets gather round the mistletoe real quick I have no gifts to bring pa rapa pum pum matter of fack lets gather round the fire place its 'bout to get hot in here Thats fit to give our king pa rapa pum pum rapa pum pum rapa pum pum Now lemme get straight to it yo At the table with the family havin dinner Blackberry on our hip and then it gave a little flicker Then I took a look to see before it activates the ringer came to realize my homie Bieber hit me on the Twitter Then I hit him back despite I had some food up on my finger sippin' eggnog with a little sprinkle of vanilla even though it's kinda cold pullin out a chinchilla Bieber hit me back and said Let's make it hot up in the winter I said Cool Ya know Imma deliver let's collaborate and make the holiday a little bigger Before we work I gotta get this off see the other family members and drop gifts off Then I'm headed to the studio cause ain't nothing stopping how you know we bout to turn it up and really get it poppin now People everywhere and all our Twitter followers Merry Christmas Kwanza Happy Hanukkah Mary nodded pa rapa pum pum The ox and lamb kept time pa rapa pum pum I played my drum for him pa rapa pum pum I played my best for him pa rapa pum pum rapa pum pum rapa pum pum If you wanna give it's the time of year JB on the beat yeah yeah I'm on the snare It's crazy how some people say say they don't care when there's people on the street with no food it's not fair It's about time for you to act merrily it's about time for you to give to charity Rarely do people even wanna help at all 'cause they warm by the fire getting toys and their dolls Not thinking there's a family out hungry and cold wishin' wishin' that they had somebody they could hold So I think some of you need to act bold give a can to a drive let's change the globe Imma Drummer Boy so do it do it Imma Drummer Boy so do it do it Imma Drummer Boy so do it do it Imma Drummer Boy so do it do it Imma Drummer Boy so do it do it |
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| from Justin Bieber - Under The Mistletoe [Deluxe Edition] (2011) | |||||
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from DJ Khaled - We The Best Forever [Explicit Version] (2011)
[T-Pain]
Welcome to my hood (Where the hood at) (Where the hood at) Welcome to my hood Everybody know everybody And if I got it everybody got it Welcome to my hood Look at all these old school Chevy's 24?s so you know we roll heavy Welcome to my hood They outside playing hopscotch And every know this is the hot spot Welcome to my hood Them boys will put you down on your knees (Woop, woop) That's the sound of the police In my hood [Rick Ross] Audemar on my wrist Diamond, look like they glowing 50 stacks, all singles, I make it look like its snowing Black unmarked cars, gotta peep how they playin' Treat 'em like jack boys, catch 'em slippin' then slay 'em Lord forgive me for my sins, that's my confessions if they put me in this benz I got possession of a federal offence I'm talking pressure in my criminal intent So wear ya vest's and I'm still gon' stunt Like it aint no tomorrow, f-ck ya house note n-gga Blow that bitch on a bottle The Ferrari just a front, got the Lambo in the back Tell you "we the best forever" DJ Khaled handle that [T-Pain - Chorus] [Plies] I know some n-ggas from my hood that would rob Norieaga I'm talkin' Norieaga, n-gga, the real Norieaga If you aint from the hood, bitch, than stop impersonating us And tell congress when you see 'em I'm stealin' cable And leave the D-Boys alone 'cause they motivate us And why is the half of my whole hood on papers Some are on house arrest, some are on child support Some of 'em did they bit, the other half waiting to go to court Mr Landlord we gon bust your ass with an eviction note Better have the police with you dog, if you came to repo I'm talking strip clubs, I'm talking liquor stores We throw our money round here, but y'all can... [T-Pain - Chorus] [Lil Wayne] Bitch I'm on probation, so my nerves bad And they say time fly's, well mine's first class I landed in the sky, I fell from the streets I talk a lot of sh-t and practice what I preach Back from hell, cell 23, tell the warden kiss my ass Pockets on Monique Bitch I'm from the murder capital Hoe, I'm far from practical Shit happens and since I'm the shit, I'm who it happens to Young Money, Cash Money, blood bitch, I'm red hot I don't see nobody, see nobody like a head shot All that bullshit is for the birds, throw some bread out Got it sewn up, check the thread count [T-Pain - Chorus] |
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from LMFAO - Sorry For Party Rocking (2011)
Body rock, yo, yo
Take it to the hole, yeah, yeah like that Red... red... would you like that, yeah Turn it up, turn it up! Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole I take it to the hole, red... I'm aggressive ... ahead, long dues to play chess with I roll with the best click flow so impressive Shots automatic, better get you a vest quick Easy to go, could have guessed it They call come clean and they all get tested ... test it, just how I test it Spit so clean that's why I dress so fresh... You see my girl over there she big chested Next time my motor boat, face nested When I do that, she screams all festive When you do that, she screams, I'm molested Now you... why we in the club being... requested Step up loud to be the next contestant To go down town and to see what I'm last with Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole I beat it up Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole I beat it up Yo, give me the rock, I'm gonna raid... ... and... the shots,... burning cause my hands is hot Your team is just like a sam shot, we be eating them up ... we be beating them up Half... sipping them up On the court, I be working them up There's no stress... beating me up ... up, face like a... I'm just get started and you seeing matter of fact ... fake to the left, hot shot county, all night I'm doing breeze like I'm... ... gonna be,... vp scout Party people, party people, party people Get your hands up, get your hands up, get your hands up Shout to my ladies on this party, hell yeah Down to my fellows run this party I said to my ladies on this party Or to my fellows run this party Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole I beat it up Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole I beat it up Yo, every single thing I spit on you know what it's cost With some of my diamond shit on, you know who the boss Either way I style on them all day make way Put a smile for the women unless they know I don't play People movin when I wake up and possessin' the best shit Always the first to do with introducing the next shit I ain't talkin', I ain't even put they neck down yet To tell the truth a lot of nigga's need a background check, yo Could give a fuck about your cute buzz I return in case you may know who the truth was ... I'm in a club bottle-sippin' and the bitches is jumpin' When we step up in the buildin' and you see how we get it And watch all of my nigga's... 'till you know how we did it Throw it all up in the street just see the kid on a roll And let me bang with this shawty when I take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole I beat it up Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole Take it to the hole, take, take it to the hole I beat it up |
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from Marsha Ambrosius - Far Away (Feat. Busta Rhymes) [single] (2011)
So sad to see you go so soon
I know that you ain't coming back In the beginning everything was cool Toward the end of it all, it's all bad I know I played my part in making it what it is And I know that you did the same I guess I'm up outta here, I'm moving on again I'm sure that you will understand I Played by the rules, you played by the game I couldn't have stayed, it's easier to say 'Cause I was by your side when you went through the pain I guess it doesn't matter now that you're so far away Chorus And every minute you're gone I'm missing you I can't believe that you're far away Can't get you outta my mind, boy you're outta my life I can't believe that you're far away And it would be different if you hear me baby Now that you're so far away Didn't want you go babe, babe Verse 2 Ooh, tear stains on my pillow tryna forget ya Don't' know what I'm gonna do Four days and counting, I been laying here Staring myself in the mirror all alone in my room I can't feel this way gain, gonna think with my head 'Cause my heart is what got me here So hurt from what you done More than enough reasons for me to move on Cause I gave you my word, you put your trust in me Supposed to be the one to give you what you need I was by your side when we were meant to be I guess it doesn't matter now that you're so far away Chorus And every minute you're gone I'm missing you I can't believe that you're far away Can't get you outta my mind, boy you're outta my life I can't believe that you're far away And it would be different if you hear me baby Now that you're so far away Far away, yea, Yea Bridge If I'd have known Sunday morning that you would be gone I wouldn't ever come home I wouldn't have answered my phone to hear the voice had a tone I knew that something was wrong The cop's the one who had told me that you alone Inside an empty room Identified you as my baby Oh my baby, so far away Chorus And every minute you're gone I'm missing you I can't believe that you're far away Can't get you outta my mind, boy you're outta my life I can't believe that you're far away And it would be different if you hear me baby Now that you're so far away Can't believe it that you're gone Please come back to me Please come back now I miss ya babe Back in my life, why don't ya babe? You went off to leave me, boy Without you I just can't go on Please come back to me Please come back now I miss ya babe Come back in my life, why don't ya babe? You went off to leave me, boy Without you I just can't go on Babe, babe, my baby Babe, babe, babe, yeaaa Edited by Tai |
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| from Fast and Furious 5 - Rio Heist (분노의 질주 5 : 언리미티드) [ost] (2011) | |||||
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from Chris Brown - F.A.M.E. [Deluxe Version] (2011)
[Chris Brown:]
Yellow model chick Yellow bottle sipping Yellow Lamborghini Yellow top missing Yeah yeah That shit look like a toupee I get what you get in 10 years, in two days Ladies love me I'm on my cool J If you get what I get what would you say She wax it all off, Mr Miyagi And them suicide doors, Hari Kari [Hook:] Look at me now, look at me now Oh, I'm getting paper Look at me now Oh, look at me now Yeah, fresh than a motherfucker Lil nigga bigger than gorilla Cause I'm killing every nigga that Try to be on my shit Better cuff your chick if you with her I can get her And she accidentally slip fall on my dick Ooops, I said on my dick I ain't really mean to say on my dick But since we talking about my dick All of you haters say hi to it I'm Done [Busta Rhymes:] Ayo Breezy Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling When your doing that thing over there, homie Let's go Cause I feel like I'm running And I'm feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop cause You know I gotta win everyday day, goooo See they don't really wanna pop me Just know that you never flop me And I know that I can be a little cocky, nooo You ain't never gonna stop me Everytime I come a nigga gotta set it then I got it going Then I get it, than I blow, than I shudder every little thing That he be doing cause it doesnt matter cause I'm gonna dadadadada Then I'm gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabing I gotta do a lot of things, and make it clearer to a couple niggas That I'm always winning and I gotta get it again and again and again And I be doing it to death and now I move a little foul A nigga better call a, everybody know my style And everybody know I'm the the baddest When I come to doing this and I'm banging on my chest And I bang in the east and I bang in the west And I come to give you more and I never give you less You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press Do you really wanna know what's next, let's go See the way we on, we be all up in the race and you know We gotta go, don't try to keep up with the pace We struggling and hustling and sending in and getting in And always gotta take it to another place Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it And I gotta cut all throught his traffic Just to be at the top of the throne Better know I gotta have it [Hook:] Look at me now, look at me now Oh, I'm getting paper Look at me now Oh, look at me now Yeah, fresh than a motherfucker [Lil Wayne:] Man fuck these bitch ass niggas how ya'll doin? I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit, no I'm pollution, no substitution Got a bitch that play in movies in my jacuzzi, pussy juicy I never gave a fuck about a hater got money on my radar Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with a elevator You niggas ain't eatin, fuck it, tell a waiter Marley said shoot em, and I said ok, If you wanted bullshit then I'm like olay, I don't care what you say, so don't even speak Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil That's word to my flag, and my flag red I'm out of my head, bitch I'm outta my mind from the bottom I climb You ain't hotter at mine, nope, not on my time and I'm not even trying What's poppin Slime? nothin five, and if they trippin fuck em five I ain't got no time to shuck and jive, these niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie Ciroc and sprite on a private flight Bitch I'm enticing, guiding light, and my pockets white and my diamonds white And my mommas nice and my daddy's dead You faggots scared cause I'm too wild, been here for a while I was like fuck trial I puts it down I'm so young money if you got eyes look at me now bitch [Hook:] Look at me now, look at me now Oh, I'm getting paper Look at me now Oh, look at me now Yeah, fresh than a motherfucker |
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from Travis Barker - Give The Drummer Some [Deluxe Explicit Version] (2011)
Travis Barker, yeah, let, let, let's go
(Let's go) Lil' Jon, Yelawolf, let, let, let's go (Let's go) Twista and my homeboy Busta Rhymes (Let's go) Holla 'em Before I Take another minute just to give everybody a movie Never seen, I'ma hit 'em with another (Elbow) Let me get up everybody That be movin' with Travis Barker On your mark, so ya ready? (Let's go) Wow, okay, here we go again You see the wind I'm blowin' in and I'm like a manglin' The way that I'd be manglin' the beat, they call me Dracula Then they see the fangs goin' in Wow, uh huh Everybody know that I'ma come and I'ma go, huh Then I gotta do what I be comin' in to do A body to the beat In other way, we givin' them a show Keys to the ignition and step on the gas And bust a bottle and pour me a shot in my glass Where we at, where we at, where we at? And we back up in the building And we coming with a scorcher Y'all already know who it is, it's Busta Bust and Travis Barker Back to the beat, see we gotta go When we hit the fire trucks, everybody better know That we 'bout to let it blow And we gotta get it yo, everybody if you really wit me (Let's go) Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go I already spittin' to the rhythm of the piano So now I gotta give the drummer some Put the T up on the track, I be phenomenal 'Cause when it come to havin' a hit, I'ma make another one Blink a 182 times when you see the Twista with Travis, madness Kinda like a savage, grab it And murder with the art like blood on the a canvas, 'anis Kinda incredible how I can spit it And get up of middle intricate piles of a kick drum Diabolical, the lyrical flow That'll swallow if you theoretical thinkin' that you can get some I'ma hit'em with the Lamborghini flow With the speed of a Bugatti I'm from another planet when I spit a verse With the weed in my body And I'ma hurt 'em every time I get up in the booth Sippin' on the liquor, 182 proof Now they wanna say they should have never let me loose Outta the cage, now come and see what I'ma do It's Twista the jace, and The Rock on the track And they hit you with the midwest flow Even if you ain't ready yet, all I gotta say is ready set (Let's go) Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go Drive by, hit you with the two piece combo While I'm hangin' out the window of your Daddy's Lambo' Scrambled eggs, I got scrambled ammo Leave you on top of the water like a banana boat Yeah, I'm an animal, everybody's edible The Yelawolf is headed for your arm and your hand And yo' head, I'm a cannibal But if it's a man's hoppin' with the fans like a fucking antelope Soooo send him to me in a minute when you're finished and I'll put him in a vice grip I'll put an end to the image And I'll send it in the, via independent fucker with the mic grill I'm highest pimpin', pull the trigger back In a submarine with sub machine loaded In an ocean, high deep Keep him underneath the submarine imploded Cry my name, motherfucker vamanos It's me and I'm sick in the prognosis Got more bars than 25 And I put you behind them and I'm like, alley op it I can make your mama really proud to know me And your broke daddy is kinda lonely Give me fifty bucks in penny rolls Just to be in one of my videos, yeah, homie let's go Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go |
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from Chris Brown - Look At Me Now (Feat. Lil Wayne & Busta Rhymes) [Explicit Version] [single] (2011)
Yellow model chick Yellow bottle sipping Yellow Lamborghini Yellow top missing Yeah yeah That shit look like a toupee I get what you get in 10 years in two days Ladies love me I'm on my cool J If you get what I get what would you say She wax it all off Mr Miyagi And them suicide doors Hari Kari Look at me now look at me now I'm getting paper Look at me now look at me now fresh than a muthafucker Lil nigga bigger than gorilla Cause I'm killing every nigga that to try to be on my shit Better cuff your chick if you with her I can get her And she accidentally slip fall on my dick Ooops I said on my dick I aint really mean to say on my dick But since we talking about my dick All of you haters say hi to it I'm Done Ayo Breezy Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling When your doing that thing over there homie Lets go Cause I feel I like I'm running And I'm feeling like I gotta get away get away get away Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop cause You know I gotta win everyday day go See they don't really wanna pop me Just know that you never flop me And I know that I can be a little cocky no You aint never gonna stop me Everytime I come a nigga gotta set it then I got I going then I got I Then I get it than I blow then I got I shudder every little thing That he be doing cause it doesnt matter cause I'm gonna dadadadada Then I'm gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabing I gotta do a lot of things and make it clearer to a couple niggas That I'm always winning and I gotta get it again and again and again And I be doing it to death and now I move a little foul A nigga better call a everybody body know my style And everybody know I'm the the baddest When I come to doing this and Im banging on my chest And I bang in the east and I bang in the west And I come to give you more and I never give you less You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press Do you really wanna know whats next lets go See the way we on we be all up in the race and you know We gotta go don't try to keep up with the pace We struggling and hustling and sending in and getting in And we all gotta do it take it to another place Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it And I gotta cut all throught his traffic Just to be at the top of the throne Better know I gotta have it Look at me now look at me now I'm getting paper Look at me now look at me now fresh than a muthafucker Man fuck these bitch ass niggas how yall doin I'm Lil Tunechi I'm a nuisance I go stupid I go dumb like the 3 stooges I dont eat sushi I'm the shit no I'm pollution no substitution Got a bitch that play in movies in my jacuzzi pussy juicy I never gave a fuck about a hater got money on my radar Dress like a skater got a big house came with a elevator You niggas aint eatin fuck it tell a waiter Marley said shoot em and I said ok If you wanted bullshit then I'm like olay I dont care what you say so don't even speak Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil That's word to my flag and my flag red I'm out of my head bitch I'm outta my mind from the bottom I climb You aint hotter at mine nope not on my time and I'm not even trying Whats poppin Slime nothin five and if they trippin fuck em five I aint got no time to shuck and jive these niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie Ciroc and sprite on a private flight Bitch I'm enticing guiding light and my pockets white and my diamonds white And my mommas nice and my daddy's dead You faggots scared cause I'm too wild been here for a while I was like fuck trial I puts it down I'm so young money if you got eyes look at me now bitch Look at me now look at me now I'm getting paper Look at me now look at me now fresh than a muthafucker |
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from Ghostface Killah - Apollo Kids (2010)
[Intro]
He's a superstar, yeahhh [2X] (Told y'all!) He's a superstar, yeahhh [Ghostface Killah] Superstar, blowin smoke at the hookah bar The bullet wound on my neck is a Ruger scar Pop bottles yo, but not just 'pagne You drink Cristal? Well that's a damn shame I down Ketel One, bottles of that Grey Goose That white Hennessy, then I smash the booth A real superstar, check out the booty y'all Red and white green hair, that's Gucci pah Look how the jacket matches loafers it's lookin crazy Dutches pumped up, plus I live in Macy's This is Theodore, they call me Starkalicious Cause my tongue game, is a likkle vicious I got stupid money, so I'ma keep payin I keep the paparazzi, and the fans sayin [Chorus] He's a superstar, yeahhh He's a super, super, super superstar {he is a superstar} He's a super, super, super superstar {ohhhh, he is yeah} He's a super, super, super superstar {oh yes he is a} He's a superstarrrrr yeahhhh [Ghostface Killah] Mink coats, rock diamond wristlets Bankroll so thick I don't need a wishlist Chain swing down to my torn meniscus Red carpet affair, superstar status Wish Mike was here to tell you I'm the (Bad)dest Stalked by TMZ, wanted by Oprah Followed everywhere from the Garden to the Copa Take some more vanilla bean to the mocha Toca, Tone be quick fast to poke ya The Ace of Spade of the deck, use your choker Glossy, always the center of attraction And I bring Redman if it's "Time 4 Sum Aksion" Grimy, consumed on the forest top ten of tree Beast of the food chain that's how it's meant to be [Chorus] [Busta Rhymes] Award show skyscraper presence in your memories Spotlight forever reflect on my accessories Exotic with it 'til your vomit be the recipe Movin forward ain't nothin at all ahead of me Legendary remedy 'til it's medical, get it? Magnetic and be the most incredible with it More than legend but riddich, mosh pit lyrically Godsent to the point see the cynical image Be on the star source, travellin to Venus Now you look at me as weird while I morph into a genius Sometimes it's startlin the way that people see us But the dickride be heavy and be weighin on my penis! Funny how the love be fake but I ain't stressin Thankful for the love that's genuine appreciate the blessing Rockstar livin while I'm handlin my biz Shinin brighter than the sun y'all niggaz KNOW JUST WHAT IT IS! [Chorus] |
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from Royce Da 5'9" - Street Hop (Deluxe) (2010)
[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Aiyyo Royce Da 5'9" Why you wan' share your food with these niggaz? We don't share food in the recession Bite these niggaz like you bite the microphone [Royce Da 5'9"] Livin legend inside of a Smith & Wesson slidin out of the barrel I'm fire, don't try me cause I am HOT! Police cars with they sirens combined when I'm rhymin Sayin they got a call that somebody 'round here done fired SHOTS! Mac-11's in order, the flow is like water Each quote's a quarter of blow, the chorus is followed by the DOT! Goons, goblins and creatures and monsters are bouncin And beat ya and stomp ya and eat ya, don't get swallowed by the BLOCK! I pay a shrink every week to basically tell me "Lay here and speak to me" just to say how psychotic I am NOT! I'm too fly with the viral and physical copies, niggaz sloppy Look up what you under, I'm what you tryin to TOP! I'm scared and compared to no man, I'm like the big hand on Big Ben I get in and I'm hittin my numbers 'round the CLOCK! I'm 'bout to give it back to my nigga Busta Bust and have a seat It's convenient I'm already coppin a SQUAT! {*echoes*} [Interlude: Busta Rhymes] Nowadays when niggaz walk around They start to look like hamburgers and frankfurters Aiyyo Royce Da 5'9" Feed on these motherfuckers homie, c'mon! [Royce Da 5'9"] Take him, gut him and take out his organs and smorgasbord him The more important he is I'm toe-taggin his BEAT! Turn him to chicken chowder, dip him in some sniffin powder Season him with gasoline and THROW his ass in the CREASE! Mention my name in a record I'ma come get you lyrically Individually I'ma take it back to the STREETS! Cannibalistic mentality, rappers hatin, decapitate him Rap 'bout what I naturally happen to BE! Flow is superb and you heard us forget it, two verses Two murders acquitted, personally it's a wrap, CAPICHE? Fingers snappin and tappin they feet, clappin what happened the street 'Bout to happily bring it back to the D! Niggaz claimin harder that all of this time Niggaz believe him until I see him and then slap him and SEE! I ain't havin it, havoc is average to me War's normal, only thing I'm havin is havin a FEAST! {*echoes*} [Interlude: Busta Rhymes] Royce Da 5'9", you my dawg and I'm yo' dawg Bein that I already sic'ed you on these motherfuckers It's yo' turn to sic me on they ass Let's go! [Busta Rhymes] Every time that I marry the rhyme and the beat I go hairy and grind in the street then I'm fuckin up E'RYBODY Mobilizin shit like we gorillas and peelin your skin Like we banana peelers, it's hazardous if you copy Don't you know that I'm one of the coldest courageous, the boldest contagious Ain't no one can phase this thing that I do Well you know since I report the latest that niggaz can't fuck with me Cause I'm the greatest, my shit is sick like the FLU You see I'm animalistic, the cataclysmic events That'll happen whenever I grab the mic and talk Indeed them bag us specifically that I'm hickory dickory dock Of this rizzy, the diddy bop in my walk Now I'm the messenger to set the temperature nigga Whenever the heat will be needed to hot the block up, I'm sayin I got the dillinger, Harry Kissinger with the ratchet The fact is I'm back with the clack and the click, see I ain't playin! [Outro: Busta Rhymes] {*laughs*} Why oh why oh WHY! Royce Da 5'9" please tell me why! Why the fuck these niggaz gon' let us get together and do this shit to 'em It's so fuckin unfair! Shit is so unfair! {*chuckles*} |
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from Ultimate R&B Love 2010 (2010)
[Busta Rhymes]
Look, it's been a long time, I shouldn'ta left you But now I came back to step through Think of how many weak dudes you heard boo Time's up, sorry I let you listen to them, you see I'm back with a gem And you knowin that I'ma always keep it hot 'til the end And again and again, that's how we [Estelle] Make the world go round Round, ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh-ahh Go round, round, ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh-ahh Go round, round, ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh-ahh Go round, round, ah-ah-ah-ah go round [Busta Rhymes] Ay, AY! Just feel my presence Better than ever, back with a vengeance Ah hey, slide on baby just ride on I give ya, e'rything people rely on My nigga, the heat that meat gets fried on Still'll, drop shit to murder the club Call it a killa, stand up with my back on the wall and let her throw her ass, that's what a thug do Put it down, rep how we rep, niggaz know we ball If you ain't know we bought out the club too Baby girl get it - let's swing it right back to the crib then I hit it, she love the way I spit it Huh! See when I come they love how I'm movin it They worship the kid and the way I'm really doin it Shit, make baby girl moist I'm steppin in the club, valet the Rolls Royce [Chorus: Estelle] Filthy talkin, bottle poppin Disco rockin, park, go party I feel life, money and Cashmere These things, make the world go round Round, ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh-ahh Go round, round, ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh-ahh Go round, round, ah-ah-ah-ah-ahh-ahh Go round, round, ah-ah-ah-ah go round [Busta Rhymes] Now what the hell are you lookin for? Watch how a nigga bring the ceilin to the floor See the way I do and get a little raw now Break somethin, see the way we kickin in the door now When I come see a Range and a Porsche now Do what I say, women to the floor now More is what I'm comin to get World tours now, nigga charter the jet Got, women sweatin and they ready and they willin I Come to the telly and they steady doin the diddy bop Hit you with it, sh-sh-sh-sh-shorty gettin really hot Pretty with it, the way a bitch can make the city stop Whyle all night, mami know the routine Style so right and I'm creatin a new scene Bass seem to make mami come and put it on ya while I give it to ya cause you know I'm back to DO IT for ya! [Chorus] [Busta Rhymes] And away we go off to the next spot First 5 is a little club kinda hot First on the scene, see the blunt fire spark Snatch shorty, take her to the corner where it's dark Now, shorty breathin all heavy, hands all on me Then she turn around and try to put her ass on me I ain't payin no mind 'til I seen her crew waitin on the Soul Train line Now, shorty workin hard tryin to get with me Wanna take me to the bathroom tryin to give me quickie But I ain't trickin on 'em like my name Tricky When they smell my cologne they wanna try to give me hickie Like kissin and huggin and suckin on my wrist full of diamonds Move slow, I'll tuck your little chick in my pocket Type of shit I do all day Like the last broad to the show stay, okay? [Chorus] |
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from Drama - Gangsta Grillz : The Album Vol.2 (2009)
[Drama in the background] This... could be something big!
[Ludacris verse 1] Don't change the station, I've been impatiently waiting, Pacin', welcome to the danger zone. It's a war goin' on outside And my people gotta paint they faces on. And what I gotta do, And what I gotta do Is work and flip a dolla'. Ain't got no trophies But I got a shelf of empty liquor bottles. Not an alcoholic but alcohol it, Can ease the pain. Drinkin' all my problems away But still prayin' in Jesus' name. Tryna' turn our voices up, And the government tones us down. Now the gats is goin' up, And the hood is goin' down. So the hood is comin' fo' ya' In the streets is hungry goons! Comin' to a neighborhood near you, Today or someday soon. Betta' watch yo' back, watch yo' front, And watch yo' side to side. Betta' grab yo' gat, light that blunt; The streets gon' ride tonight. And I'm just gon' ride it out, 'Til my expiration date. 'Cause I go hard and the paint (?), They softer than paper plates. Make way for the revolution, And yes you should be scurred. 'Cause one way or another... My people will be heard. [Willie the Kid verse 2] Show you what the soldiers see: Embassy, diplomacy, Since seen (?) infantry, Shootin' at the cobra fleet. Deploy shots, similar to airbags, whereas, This hairpin, trigga' split a hair in half. Body bags, fishy like herring, When I'm airin', tear a chair in half. Watchin' Half Baked, At the cabin by the lake. See the blue and white plates, See the wood on the panel. I may be channel oat, Chilly O, flannel coat. Warfare? Never fair, Therefore, I need finer things: Like grenades, tanks, a couple fighter planes. I'm decorated in medals, Stripes like a zebra. And by the way, you rappin' niggas, I don't like you neitha'. I mean, "either," proper gramma', Pop a camera -- man on that rap, DVD propaganda. Yeah, Willie Da Kid, I ain't one for the shenanigans, Nigga strike a pose, leave you froze, like a mannequin. [Busta Rhymes verse 3] (During Kid's last verse) In these times, The economy got niggas thinkin' The worst to make paper. 'Cause somebody ain't accommodatin' niggas Enough for they slave labor. That's when ya' get a nigga thinkin' about Ya' know he gotta' come in to ya'. It's when a nigga throw a ski mask on, Run up in ya' house, and wanna' do dumb shit to ya'. Rollin' the dices with a nigga that be strugglin', Tryna' make it through the crisis. It might just make him wanna' act up a little bit To print another new gas prices. All this fuckery we got goin' on, Indeed it needs to cease. How the hell is THAT ever, ever gonna happen When the value of the dollar keeps decreasin'? Easin' my hand in somebody's pocket (Fuck that!) I gotta' keep eatin. Speakin' for everybody in the struggle like me, We gotta get it even if we cheatin'! Breathin' hard, my mind is blown, Tryin' not to get evicted out my home. But tryna' live when you know a nigga broke Is like tryna' squeeze blood out a stone. But I'm goin' through the drama with DJ Drama (What!?). I do it for my kids and mama (Who!). Leave it to Barack Obama (Yes!), Change is right around the corna'. You tryin' to keep our people sufferin', All I gotta say is if you don't ease up this pressure, I promise somebody gonna' pay! [DJ Drama outro] Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness! Pursuit, huh? See each and every day we all get closer To the real meanin'. Me, myself? I always follow my own path And now I come here to motivate! "To be heard" means to say something of value. So I make this my Life, My liberty, And everday, my pursuit. What about you? Drama, Luda', Willie, Busta, V12, AMG |
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from Twista - Category F5 (2009)
Caution and Velly (Caution and Velly)
[Chorus: Twista] Been go go-getters, e'ryday money getter Gotta make a billion, everyday go-getter Donald Trump makin big money go-getter Fast lane ridin, young stack of go-getters He's a billion dollar boy, she's a billion dollar girl Billion dollar boy, billion billion dollar girl Billion dollar boy, billion billion dollar girl He's a billion dollar boy, she's a billion dollar.. [Twista] Yeah we get that money, yeah we get that cash E'ry day, all day, gotta make that cash Got them haters everywhere tryin to plot on ya ass That's why I keep the flash just to push they ass back Twista gotta get that paper e'ry day If you wanna play in them big league games Stack yo' money to the sky all day When you tryin to make a billion ain't no time for you to play [Interlude: Twista] Money money money, money money money Favorite color green cause they like money Money money money, money money money Favorite color green cause they like money Twista gettin dough, Twista gettin green Countin them stacks, makin that cream Twista gettin bread, Twista gettin presidents Billion dollar mindstate, just for the hell of it [Chorus] [Busta Rhymes] We gettin A-rab money Let's get this A-rab money, ay I'm bilingual, I be freakin it in Spanish I speak English but billions is my proper language Funny you could wrap it like a mummy with a honey And I'll make the people love me while they hug me with they money And I'm always in a hurry just to come and cook it curry Or bake, MORE CAKE, shinin like the day was sunny And I knew the Lord love me, bless and bestow all upon me While I embellish all in it, that's the basis of the story Pardon all of my aggressions, still get it in a recession And I got the antedote, you could pay me for the confession And it's money in the air, hope you niggaz fill it up in here YOU GOT IT? Let me show you how to be a billionaire [Interlude] [Chorus] [Twista] Steppin in the spot, GMG is the team We don't know about y'all but we stack our cream Haters everywhere, we don't really care When they be talkin that shit over here you know we don't play fair He's a billion dollar boy, she's a billion dollar girl Money money money is the root of all worlds Never let it make you, make that money G's on the Louie 13 gettin scummy [Chorus] |
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from Busta Rhymes - Back On My B.S. (2009)
HaLaShegeHaLitlFaLa
MiliAlaySheNitiMala We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money Now there ain't no way that you could kill the beats dead Middle East women and Middle East bread I got Oil Well money in the desert playin Golf Don't? with a Louis Scarf Chest cold diamonds make a - wanna cough In Dubai 20 million on a few lofts I stay up in da club - The way I make the people wanna sing the hook in Arabic LaLaLa HaleHeloHaLow HelaBalaHeHeleBalo We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money HaLaShegeHaLitlFaLa MiliAlaySheNitiMala We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money Seven Star Hotels, Maybach, Movies Sick big - knock - cameltoe - Women walkin around while security on camelback Club on fire now - dunno how to act Sittin in casino's while I'm gamblin with Arabs Money so long watch me purchase pieces of the Almanac Ya already know I got the streets bust While I make ya bow down makes a lot out a - LaLaLa HaleHeloHaLow HelaBalaHeHeleBalo We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money HaLaShegeHaLitlFaLa MiliAlaySheNitiMala We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money Heyyy! See now I take trips to Baghdad - Use a stack of chips to count Arab money now I don't need to get fresh I'm bout to grow a beard dude So much cake even the money look wierd too Don't mess the bread and the broad I'm tryna eat like Prince - respect the value of ma work In Maui, Malaysia, Iran and IraQ, Saudi Arabia! LaLaLa HaleHeloHaLow HelaBalaHeHeleBalo We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money HaLaShegeHaLitlFaLa MiliAlaySheNitiMala We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money |
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from Busta Rhymes - Back On My B.S. (2009)
HaLaShegeHaLitlFaLa
MiliAlaySheNitiMala We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money Now there ain't no way that you could kill the beats dead Middle East women and Middle East bread I got Oil Well money in the desert playin Golf Don't? with a Louis Scarf Chest cold diamonds make a - wanna cough In Dubai 20 million on a few lofts I stay up in da club - The way I make the people wanna sing the hook in Arabic LaLaLa HaleHeloHaLow HelaBalaHeHeleBalo We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money HaLaShegeHaLitlFaLa MiliAlaySheNitiMala We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money Seven Star Hotels, Maybach, Movies Sick big - knock - cameltoe - Women walkin around while security on camelback Club on fire now - dunno how to act Sittin in casino's while I'm gamblin with Arabs Money so long watch me purchase pieces of the Almanac Ya already know I got the streets bust While I make ya bow down makes a lot out a - LaLaLa HaleHeloHaLow HelaBalaHeHeleBalo We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money HaLaShegeHaLitlFaLa MiliAlaySheNitiMala We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money Heyyy! See now I take trips to Baghdad - Use a stack of chips to count Arab money now I don't need to get fresh I'm bout to grow a beard dude So much cake even the money look wierd too Don't mess the bread and the broad I'm tryna eat like Prince - respect the value of ma work In Maui, Malaysia, Iran and IraQ, Saudi Arabia! LaLaLa HaleHeloHaLow HelaBalaHeHeleBalo We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money HaLaShegeHaLitlFaLa MiliAlaySheNitiMala We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money |
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from Busta Rhymes - Back On My B.S. (2009)
I made a decision,
despite all the things that we go thru I’m going to take more time with you, and be a friend indeed I made a decision, that everything will be alright Going to stay strong and keep it tight, I’ll be there indeed Let me talk to you, when it feels like the sun ain’t shining bright enough It’s like the devil’s trying to work to give ???? And though I’m blessed, I still gotta handle of things I go through It’s good to have a friend, with another perspective to show you Someone you know that knows you, and gives you motivation Someone that you can go to, and vent your frustration We always talk about our peeps, how we be everywhere When you need ‘em the most, are they really ever there? See , every thing be all good when we be havin’ fun The difference is really needing a friend than having one It’s good when your peoples are there to help your problems And help you smile about i t while finding a way to solve it Look at hear, let me keep it at 100 and let me tell ya How you hold me down is something I genuinely value I got a clearer view, and being that you’re always here for me I’ll be here for you I made a decision, despite all the things that we go thru I’m going to take more time with you, and be a friend indeed I made a decision, that everything will be alright Going to stay strong and keep it tight, I’ll be there indeed Well, how you been baby? But I’m sayin’ Even though we probably link up every now and then With minimal convo, look it’s real good to see you friend Something that we allow that I don’t even have to mention Is whether or not you got me, that’s something that I never question Sometimes I feel that the people that I love don’t appreciate me And some hate to see the shit I’ve been going through lately See you was here, when it started to haywire You’re still here, walkin with me going thru the fire And I really love you for it, I know you all relate too On everything that I believe a nd I appreciate it you And just for that, it don’t matter you can put that on my name The way you rep me, let me be there just for you the same Sometimes the pressure and the pain, it be wearin’ me out But I thank you for just bein’ there and for hearin’ me out I got a clearer view, I thank God that you’re here for me and I’m here for you I made a decision, despite all the things that we go thru I’m going to take more time with you, and be a friend indeed I made a decision, that everything will be alright Going to stay strong and keep it tight, I’ll be there indeed I, look in your eye, and I see the pain in it Life’s a game, maybe the game did it I know I changed, t hey say the fame did it Life’s changed, maybe the game did it Two friends, now in two different places And the mister catchin’ planes, and you catching cases Friendship, we never based it on position No matter the game, we both shared the same vision Decisions to split us in the place that life seemed to hit us I would come to town and never get up, with you Around then, things weren’t so simple I had my own issues that I was trying to get through Outside chatter, messing with our mental On the chase of ???? trust, you can’t forget to It’s the real friends, that you’ve got to tend to No matter how far, just know that I’m with you I made a decision, despite all the things that we go thru I’m going to take more time with you, and be a friend indeed I made a decision, that everything will be alright Going to stay strong and keep it tight, I’ll be there indeed I made a decision.. |
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from Busta Rhymes - Back On My B.S. (2009)
[Intro: Akon (T.I.)]
When they tell you that you'll never get over (ha ha ha) Just tell 'em they're number one (el capitan partner) You're a champion (yeah, the Ali of my day, you know me) Don't believe 'em when they try to say it's over! (I can't hear ya, I'm way up here, what you say?) Just tell 'em they're number one (it's over for who, numero uno partner) You're a champion (ha ha ha, let's go Bust!) [Busta Rhymes] Now, there's, nothin you can do to stop a nigga from within With the hunger of a lion I secure another win (hey!) So passionate, you might even misinterpret it as arrogant I'm goin in (hey!) I'ma make the world feel my pain while I'm showin you my muscle and I hustle through the game And even though they leave us in the hood like we ain't SHIT We ain't got nothin but EVERYTHING to gain Look, even if a muh'fucker try to pop me I'm so BLESSED - do anything that you could do to stop me (STOP ME) Now I'm climbin up the ladder and I'm jumpin at the top You might wanna call me - ROCKY See there's more of us - UGLY You don't really wanna war with us - TRUST ME So glorious, that we from the bottom Still we victorious - HUG ME [Chorus: Akon (Busta Rhymes)] I see it in your eyes, it ain't hard to tell They're watchin you (can't nobody ever stop what I'm doin) They just tellin you lies, they want you to fail They're plottin on you (and they can never stop my movement!) Sooooo, don't believe 'em when they try to say it's over (You know exactly what to tell 'em!) Just tell 'em they're number one (number one) You're a champion! [T.I.] Hey, see the websites lyin tryin to block my shine Don't you know you never will stop my grind? In a drop-top flyin like I don't got time Got e'rybody surprised that I won't drop dimes What's on yo' mind? Best get me off it At least quit lyin if you must keep talkin Go on with the nonsense, best keep walkin Boy how you sue us, send the lawyers to the office A lot of y'all got sprung like that shawty Couple months off, I'll be right back shawty With a brand new swag and a brand new .40 And a brand new ride, give a damn who saw it Nation-wide news, nigga yeah you saw it Shawty need a bodyguard for his bodyguard, don't he? Tip fallin off sound kinda odd, don't it? Y'all hate to see me ball? Take it up with God homie [Chorus] [Busta Rhymes] Any situation where you might get FED UP Gotta stay focused, homie keep your head up It don't really matter what the next one is doin Homie gotta handle your business and then you better STEP UP Live to the fullest for the dream you're pursuin Ain't nothin in the work gon' really stop what you're doin (OHH!) Go hard no matter what they be sayin Nigga don't quit cause you know we gotta keep it movin (OHH!) Take a look and see yourself in me Cause it's all about we (WE) Me and you securin a win together So we could be the best that we could ever be (OHH!) Stay up on your grind, be the first one to - SET IT People try to shut me down, I won't - LET IT I'm so stubborn for the success You know my motto - don't stop, get it, get it! [Chorus] [Akon] Tell 'em they're number one [repeat to fade] |
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from Busta Rhymes - Back On My B.S. (2009)
[Intro/Chorus]
They say we make the greatest HITS So who am I, to dis-AGREE? I hear the streets callin, y'all was lookin for ME Everybody, was lookin for one thing You lookin for something, well I got the something Now every single person that was lookin for something Well let me give 'em what they askin fo' - HEY! Let me give 'em what they askin fo' - HEY, HEY! Hey - what'chu tryin to know? I got the sick Southside and it ain't no joke Hot cookin, sittin pretty, shiny smokes Up in the fine cuisine, sup a little wine with my folks A bunch of filthy rich niggaz that be grindin the most Bunch of ace of spade models makin champagne toasts And I got, Armani suits, sick wrists on glow A nigga back, hittin harder than a 2x4 See them diamonds, yeah I bet'cha never seen 'em befo' Drippin off a nigga 'til the stones'll fall on the flo' I'm throwin, money down the room to please myself I'm into self-preservation so I freeze myself See I'm so, dipped fresh I wanna squeeze myself And do it so big sometimes I can't believe myself No matter how hard a nigga greed my wealth See you can front if you want, the game need my help Now let's GO! [Chorus] Hey - how you ain't gon' choke When you see five mills hangin off my throat? We don't know about the drugs but you know mines coke Couple Venezuelan bitches chillin on my boat Now now now, a lot of niggaz ridin on my coat But I don't worry cause you know the difference is mines dope E'rytime the hood's eatin nigga they find hope Ain't nuttin change same birdie hangin off my rope Now listen - I got the 50 if you all want smoke Just put your lips up to your fingers if you takin a toke You see I gladly share the weed just never leave me the roach When I get with bitches in the building they be catchin the ghost I'm sayin, go 'head and roam girl and giggle around me Break your shit, the shit it start to wiggle around me So, swaggnificent the shit won't stop Just got the crib fit with airplane lights on top Now let's GO! [Chorus] Hey - how you all gon' sleep When a nigga like the groove but beepin on my creep So serious, when you walk up on my street The Violator hood niggaz busy parkin my fleet Of vehicles from East Europe I can hardly repeat The names of, shit is strange but it's hard to defeat How we do it and we kill 'em 'til there ain't nuttin left I finish niggaz e'rytime because we do it to death Now let's GO! [Chorus] [repeat "HEY" to fade] |
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from Busta Rhymes - Back On My B.S. (2009)
It's too late to turn back now nigga
Getcha money, getcha money (two times) Hey I'm bout to act up in a wondertrip on their ass T-pain yeah Hook: You should already know when I walk in the door That it ain't no use in frontin' on me (frontin' on me) I'ma hustler I'ma do my thing You already know what it's gon' be (what it's gon' be) I keep hustlin' (ya) I keep hustlin' (ya) I keep hustlin' (ya) I keep hustlin' (ya) And if you feel me put your hands up and come and sing the hustler's anthem with me It's an anthem like: Lalalalala (yeah) Lalalalala (keep hustlin' dog) Lalalala Lalalala Keep hustlin dog Lalalalala (yeah) Lalalalala (keep hustlin' dog) Lalalala La (yeah) La (yeah) La (keep hustlin' dog) Okay Let's go What it do, what it do all day Come through and get it jumpin' Throwin' money away It don't matter if you're hustlin' a bundle of yay Or you got a 9 to 5 Let the champagne spray Boom click a little don of the red rose Two chicks on my arm when I step okay Gillette razor sharp You know the boy don't play BC10 drop me down in Saint-Tropez Let the money machine roll on We been needin' a nigga like you in the street so long Everytime you drops yakkin' You do no wrong Our progress, you and your little crew prolong I know your forte We blind your little shine Fuck whith your portrait While you wanna leave I know your lil' chick wanna stay And if you violate see I assure you'll all gon' pay You should already know when I walk in the door That it ain't no use in frontin' on me (frontin' on me) I'ma hustler I'ma do my thing You already know what it's gon' be (what it's gon' be) I keep hustlin' (ya) I keep hustlin' (ya) I keep hustlin' (ya) I keep hustlin' (ya) And if you feel me put your hands up and come and sing the hustler's anthem with me It's an anthem like: Lalalalala (yeah) Lalalalala (keep hustlin' dog) Lalalala Lalalala Keep hustlin dog Lalalalala (yeah) Lalalalala (keep hustlin' dog) Lalalala La (yeah) La (yeah) La (keep hustlin' dog) Okay let's go Hey girl The god's back in town You ain't gonna wanna miss it when the shit go down We celebratin' like we throwin' money around Bring a lot of 'tron We bout to order a couple of rounds Look I know at times it probably seem like the hardest when you ain't got it But you gotta go and get it regardless Check it Get on your hustle homie (Get up and go Get up and go and do it proper for the veteran knows And go and cop an island and do a lot so I can stack up a With a couple billion with a stash in the flow Up in the mansion, listen I'm only tellin' you the theme of this caper Is get your paper Let's keep it goin' You should already know when I walk in the door That it ain't no use in frontin' on me (frontin' on me) I'ma hustler I'ma do my thing You already know what it's gon' be (what it's gon' be) I keep hustlin' (ya) I keep hustlin' (ya) I keep hustlin' (ya) I keep hustlin' (ya) And if you feel me put your hands up and come and sing the hustler's anthem with me It's an anthem like: Lalalalala (yeah) Lalalalala (keep hustlin' dog) Lalalala Lalalala Keep hustlin dog Lalalalala (yeah) Lalalalala (keep hustlin' dog) Lalalala La (yeah) La (yeah) La (keep hustlin' dog) Kiddie bangin' at random And the way the nigga hustle it's like he's throwin' a tantrum Tryin' to hustle cop a plane A couple ships You hustle up on the block some niggas hustle at random Now As long as you can go and muscle a grip Whether you shinin' from a grind or you hustle legit either way get money nigga Turn on the switches for power hustlin' and stack all your riches That's how we on it |
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from Busta Rhymes - Back On My B.S. (2009)
[Verse 1: Busat Rhymes]
What di blooclaat yuh a talk bout when mi in di Place and yuh see di bwoy a walk bout (TRUE!) Don Use two ting park outside a di club and yuh see Police chalk out (Hmmm!) A likkle eediat bwoy mass Out see di pretty gal dem side a di place pass out (HEH HEH HEH HEH!!!!) True mi a luagh out Come Through and mek di people too massive mi caan South Di likkle fool fool bwoy cross out and mi in Di place yuh know seh mi a shine floss out (GWAAN SHINE RUDEBWOY!) Yuh nuh see boss deh bout True And when mi a talk yuh fi shut yuh mouth Look, any Bwoy waan test blast out pop coppa shot yuh should A tek anodda ras rout Now before mi get ready fi Flash out bring two big batty gal back a mi ras house [Chorus: Busta Rhymes (*Pharrell) (Tosh)] A KILL DEM!!! (And one and two and three and four Lick a shot more fire!!!!) A KILL DEM!!! (And one And two and three and four lick a shot more Fire!!!!) (*Look at that muffin!) (What di Bloodclaat dem a talk bout!) (*Look at that Muffin!) A KILL DEM!!! (*Look at that muffin!) (*Look at that muffin!) (Dem a know seh we run This bloodclaat round here!) (*Look at that Muffin!) (Weh dem a really a deal wid?) (*Look at That muffin!) A KILL DEM!!! (*Look at that Muffin!) (Yuh nuh know seh a we run this Bumbohole!) (*Look at that muffin!) (YAH HEAR MI!!!!!!!!!) [Verse 2: Busta Rhymes] Concrete control everyting inna di bloodclaat Street (EH!!!!) It nuh really matta weh dem waan Speak bare cocksman deh bout we nuh eat people Meat (TRUE!) Nuff woman in di place dem a bleach When yuh hear big tune more fire dem a preach (HA!) When man pull up and di tire dem a screech Whole heap a excitement when dem find out seh we Reach Now, when, big man come through have Manners, cau mi nuh know weh dem a try do Yo, oonu Fi know seh we nuh skin out bwoy who waan test ol' Dutty big gunman crew (RAH!) Gal see mi and she Seh Mr. Rhymes tek wine, nuh matta gun inna yuh Waistline (CHO!!!!) Now yuh know seh she know di Routine mi a beat dat and tek it to anodda extreme [Chorus: Busta Rhymes (*Pharrell) (Tosh)] A KILL DEM!!! (And one and two and three and four Lick a shot more fire!!!!) A KILL DEM!!! (And one And two and three and four lick a shot more Fire!!!!) (*Look at that muffin!) (What di Bloodclaat dem a talk bout!) (*Look at that Muffin!) A KILL DEM!!! (*Look at that muffin!) (*Look at that muffin!) (Dem a know seh we run This bloodclaat round here!) (*Look at that Muffin!) (Weh dem a really a deal wid?) (*Look at That muffin!) A KILL DEM!!! (*Look at that Muffin!) (Yuh nuh know seh a we run this Bumbohole!) (*Look at that muffin!) (YAH HEAR MI!!) [Verse 3: Busta Rhymes] Everytime mi hear di most wickedest ting I'm still Inna mi prime (True!) Whole heap a people still Inna di line watch how dem a wait fi see mi every Bloodclaat time Big batty mi must fill up dat when Mi touch sound selecta must puul up dat (BO BO BO BO BO BO BO BO!!!!!!!!) Yuh see di dancehall Packed Nuff shot fire till somebody lay dung flat Hey! And if yuh really wanna know who a di maddest Is Mi when mi siddung and a bun nuff chalice Now! I mon waan know dem a manage and mi dun dance till Every bloodclaast vanish (HA!) From Brooklyn way Dung a Buckingham Palace bare pretty gal a par and Yuh know we a di baddest More fire bun di place Wid a book a matches gal tek wuk from when mi a Dig inna yuh crotches [Chorus: Busta Rhymes (*Pharrell) (Tosh)] A KILL DEM!!! (And one and two and three and four Lick a shot more fire!!!!) A KILL DEM!!! (And one And two and three and four lick a shot more Fire!!!!) (*Look at that muffin!) (What di Bloodclaat dem a talk bout!) (*Look at that Muffin!) A KILL DEM!!! (*Look at that muffin!) (*Look at that muffin!) (Dem a know seh we run This bloodclaat round here!) (*Look at that Muffin!) (Weh dem a really a deal wid?) (*Look at That muffin!) A KILL DEM!!! (*Look at that Muffin!) (Yuh nuh know seh a we run this Bumbohole!) (*Look at that muffin!) (YAH HEAR MI!!!!!!!!!) |
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from Busta Rhymes - Back On My B.S. (2009)
[Intro]
Most people would consider this illegal [Chorus] Since we are the best and you agree with me right? No need to debate.....the way we run shit See were kind of like the government, so just repect my conglomerate Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate [Verse One: Busta Rhymes] It's Bus Rhymes!!!! (HUH!) And I'm back With the crack, and the thugs, and the drugs, NIGGA BLACK!!!! (OH!!!!) The best to do it we only deal with the facts bitch Blazin that I'm so amazin on the tracks BITCH!!!!!! (BOUNCE ON 'EM!!!!) And I jump, and I skip And I hop, and I flip over niggas like gymnastics (HEY!) Watch the way and I'm givin the streets acid Bastards niggas know I'm the king of the classics Drastic measures, I'm spreadin like a rash bitch Class is in session you 'bout to get yo' ass kicked Emperor, of every roundtable of the house (AND WHEN I SPEAK) Niggas respect me as leader of the councilman God rap, God persona, God scrilla (HUH!) God body in the flesh call me GODZILLA!!!! Now you know you see we be the most prominent Dominant niggas respect my conglomerate (AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!) [Chorus] (Young Jeezy) Since we are the best and you agree with me right? No need to debate.....the way we run shit See were kind of like the government, so just repect my conglomerate Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate (Yeaaaaah! I try to tell 'em homie) Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate (Yo Bus', watch my moves yo) [Verse Two: Young Jeezy] I tell 'em, "Hol' up, swoll' up Yee ain't see us rollin up" See them broads froze up, soon do's open up Hey ladies, you likin what ya see? +American Gangster+, my strap's European (YO!!) Came wit a scope, got a Navy feel So I can ambush niggas like the Navy Seals My defensive line lookin like some linebackers Most six cars, the other hal - CARJACKERRRRS!!! Ballers wit them thangs, yeah we call 'em contractors And if ya in-boys right, then they might contract ya (HA-HAAAAAH!!!) 40 cal lookin sweet on them honeycomb seats Just like Cassie, my Sean John freak Get you what ya want, just not that deep Yet throteen'll split, got them May-ride seats Two for the madonna, the May-ride freak You know I brought the whole team, so the yay ride deep [Chorus] (Jadakiss) Since we are the best and you agree with me right? (Uh-huh) No need to debate..(uh-uh!)...the way we run shit (Yeah) See were kind of like the government, so just repect my conglomerate (Eh-HAEH!!!) Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate (Ha-HAEEEH!!) Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate (HA-HAEEEH!!) [Verse Three: Jadakiss] Yeah, uh, yeah, yo.. Workers, bosses, Ferraris, Porches Dope fiends nauseous, crack spot Race track, horses, big meetings at the Round table, to discuss what the cost is Money, change you, devils, angels We the ones who say what you can and what you cain't do Respect, power, kush, sour Haze, airy, pills, powder Gangstas, varmints, ice, garments Don shit, real niggas who I get it on wit When I'm around, my colleagues ain't comfortable They all got a-sick with my verses for a month or two (Uh) Yep - wrong nigga to have a problem with The blade first, then the bullet gon' follow it Yeah, if you lucky, I might hollow it D-Block, just respect my conglomerate [Chorus] Since we are the best and you agree with me right? No need to debate.....the way we run shit See were kind of like the government, so just repect my conglomerate Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate Just respect my conglomerate, just respect my conglomerate |
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from Busta Rhymes - Back On My B.S. (2009)
As we go way beyond sky's the limit and you know who we are
We shootin' for the moon and land on the stars Let us land on the stars, let us land on the stars Let us land on the stars We 'bout to do it real big like outta this world and we takin' it far Shootin' for the moon and land on the stars Let us land on the stars, let us land on the stars Let us land on the stars, let us Now don't you think this shit's outrageous? At this point if you don't see I'm one of the greatest I play the long time up in the league with the majors In every history book they add a couple more pages Like about the way I take 'em through stages On different levels, peep the way it read on the gauges Regardless I'ma love 'em, I don't care how they hate us No matter how they try, see they could never replace us Like mommy always said beware of the dangers Embrace genuine love, be careful of strangers 'Cause when you are the best they try to weaken and change us They don't recognize at first but always do when you're famous Like I live my life bold and courageous And invest my time and always calculatin' my wages And let me lead the march, they'll probably start to parade us Because you know that I'm comin' to save us As we go way beyond sky's the limit and you know who we are We shootin' for the moon and land on the stars Let us land on the stars, let us land on the stars Let us land on the stars We 'bout to do it real big like outta this world and we takin' it far Shootin' for the moon and land on the stars Let us land on the stars, let us land on the stars Let us land on the stars, let us I spread my wings takin' off properly I laugh at muh'fuckers that'll think they can top me I laugh harder 'cause somebody said that they dropped me When I'm flyin' through the sky, now how the hell they gon' stop me Like most of the time it's good to be patient Now I'm back with the crack, sorry for keepin' you waitin' Prepare the food right for the street and season the steak And grab a champagne glass and put it up, we celebratin' Like and tell me who you tryin' to race with If you ain't notice nigga I be ridin' a spaceship I'm light years ahead and way beyond all the fake shit I gotta stay away from trash because I probably'll break shit Like I know it's kinda hard to believe this The way I always come back and return with the heat, bitch This shit ain't a secret, son, it's hard to defeat this Risin' out the ashes, flyin' like a Phoenix As we go way beyond sky's the limit and you know who we are We shootin' for the moon and land on the stars Let us land on the stars, let us land on the stars Let us land on the stars We 'bout to do it real big like outta this world and we takin' it far Shootin' for the moon and land on the stars Let us land on the stars, let us land on the stars Let us land on the stars, let us See now you see I'm back in the zone, B And it feels good to be home with Sylvia Rhone see Back to smash on the planet, niggaz know I'm the only one To be back with the authentic to smash all the phonies Like we mostly do the thing that you can't teach And then send 'em a rhyme into that bullshit you can't reach Then I give you shit that make the hood wanna bang in the street And state my word is bond, I live out what I speak nigga As we go way beyond sky's the limit and you know who we are We shootin' for the moon and land on the stars Let us land on the stars, let us land on the stars Let us land on the stars We 'bout to do it real big like outta this world and we takin' it far Shootin' for the moon and land on the stars Let us land on the stars, let us land on the stars Let us land on the stars, let us |
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from Busta Rhymes - Back On My B.S. (2009)
(Busta)
Hey baby put your hand on my heart tell me if you ever felt a heartbeat like this (Jelly Roll) hook once Boom boom boom boom is the sound that your hear From my heartbeat hard like a bass drum Zoom zoom zoom zoom as my blood starts to raise through My vains all I wanna is to be close to you I like you those boots you know just what to do Girl let me see those tattoos im gonna ride with you Rite here’s the perfect place to for me to kiss and f**k you I can’t wait to taste your SUGAR (Busta) I want to taste your body I want to taste your face I want to taste your breast taste below your waste That’s some of my many wishes Fresh out the bubble bath girl you taste so delicious From when you leave and go to work and how you blow me kisses The way you come back to the crib and cook and wash the dishes It’s kinda hard to fight it once the fire is ignited You feel my heart beat baby you got me so excited (hook)once I can’t explain the feelin It’s such an amazing thing You like a prize position A gift to any king or wings Is only here to protect us No matter what we go through And how it might affect us Tired of the lectures A piece to tell me to chill But they don’t really understand what im tryin to build But I brush it off as nothing Baby let me tell you something Every single time I see you my adrenalin be rushin (hook) once (Jelly Roll) Your body is smoking like a Newport Better yet im backwards You like it in the back seat case baby girl your that hood I never had it how you put it on me The way you move is makin me horny Man I just wanna kiss you all over you body stretch you like palates Baby lets get naughty do it how we do f**kin all around the house Started on the bed ended up on the couch Damm I touch you and you touch me We get closer and you hold me like your holdin On for dear life boldly And we go out on the balcony And let our bodies wrap up and we f**k Until the sun come up housekeepin come and catch us I don’t care thou u takin it im givin it we breakin it Everything up in the room like a tornado in the makin And im wildin and im racing baby let me take you down And while you give it to me let me give it back girl listen to the sound as it goes (hook) once |
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from Busta Rhymes - Back On My B.S. (2009)
[Chorus: DeMarco & Jelly Roll]
The way I rep the street and how a nigga killin every single second They say I'm doin too muuuuuuuch I try to step back just a little just to give niggaz a chance But as you've seen they really couldn't do muuuuuuuch Even when I'm layin low I put it down for every city and every borough I love to put the hood uuuuuuup I disappear just for a minute and it's funny when the same people say We hate the fact that you gone - SO NOW THE HOOD BE SAYIN!! Ahhh-ahhh-ahhh-ahhh, we miss you, oh and we love what you doin sayin [3X] Ahhh-ahhh-ahhh-ahhh, we miss youuuuu, ahh-ahh-ahh [Busta Rhymes] Jack, lemme, lemme show you niggaz progress Layin the law like I'm the head of Congress Jewelry layin like a baby on they mom's breast GUESS WHAT?! I'm 'bout to drop another bomb - YES!! YES!! Back with the crack, fiends get in line Feds patrollin the strip, see it's election time Mr. Rhymes thirsty to lock up every town bagged Money heavy like we carryin babies in them brown bags Like my brown Louis luggage, I'm in a brown suit A rare Louis collection, pushin a brown Coupe Paint job sick like a bitch leakin out brown douche Hundred EX Phantom, suck in the brown pew Banned, cigar man now look around you People gather like they done finally found the truth Every word so compellin; I'm burnin down the booth Now if you niggaz need proof LISTEN!! [Chorus] [Busta Rhymes] Check - all rise, niggaz get it straight (ha) I rep the hood, rain hail snow and earthquake (ha) I'm past rattlin buildings, I make the earth shake (OH!) And make the hood wanna rebel and start to hurt Jake (Jake) Like how the pavement lay on every street I turn savage and grow fangs when I'm on every beat There's never been any problem! We harbor heavy heat You niggaz know that he got 'em, so listen when he speak Go 'head niggaz! Peep how I'm rollin up my sleeves on 'em Boa constrictor flow I'm 'bout to put the squeeze on 'em My money speak a different language, Lebonese on 'em And turn it up another two thousand degrees on 'em GET 'EM! I dress bummy in Bugati, stupid And drown cities when I give you that tsunami music And watch my HOOD niggaz spaz, peep the way I do it Long as you know who be the greatest DON'T CONFUSE IT [Chorus] [Outro] Yah!! Busta Rhymes, come fi take over Yah!! Watch you dance, or you a lead Yah!! C'mon go... yah!! Aight... [fades] |
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from Busta Rhymes - Back On My B.S. (2009)
[Chorus: Ron Browz]
If two dollars gettin made, we want in If a stock is gettin trade, we want in A record gettin played, we want in A message to the game, that we want in Whoaaaaaaohhh, we want in Whoaaaaaaohhh, this is a fair warning Whoaaaaaaohhh, we want in Whoaaaaaaohhh, this is a fair warning [Busta Rhymes] Ha, hey ma! Look your child's grown And I built somethin, Flipmode is touchin down stone Look you shouldn't have no fear And now we bringin the streets back, look how it feel out here Now y'all respect the hard work, but I don't care nigga We all tryin to eat you better learn how to share You see the moral of the story and from how it begins is I'm extortin this whole shit - nigga I want in! [Chorus] [Spliff Star] Open up the blood clat door let me in before I let the barrel spin and fire off the pin This is my block (block) this is my shop (shop) Fuck a ex-cuse, give me mines off the top What'chu waitin on? All my patience is gone I ain't waitin on no man, I stick to the program Keep the pockets bulky like the muscles on Conan, swollen European cars I be rollin - Spliff! [Chorus] [Show Money] Geah niggaz, this is your fair warning I give one soo woo to the gang and they on it (soo woo) Cause you know how I think, drugs and extortion We tired of waitin nigga we want our portion You know what we endorsin, more violence and more fortune Watch how you play with them boys - use caution It's {Money Roll} geah And that whole motherfuckin Flipmode, don't cross them [Chorus] |
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from Busta Rhymes - Back On My B.S. (2009)
Harmonizing 'Back on my bullshit'
For 46 seconds Hey ya'll niggaz thought I wasn't nice With the second tune and shit He he he he he oh shit Ayo Dj Scratch Th, this how you want me to set it homie I hope you ready to march niggaz Hut two three four Back with the gangsta of rap, retort I hope somebody quickly call up a doctor Go get a medic 'cause somebody 'Bout get finally resected Oh shit nigga goin' insane, muthafucka 'Bout to bloodshed ya cell membrane Shit the propane bitch The fine cocaine, lil' nigga you touch the shit That ya can't contain I fill'em with octane, light another fire nigga 'Til I'm high killa, ignite another flame Ah, sorry I dig his talent Well, tie ya little lame look Okay, it don't matter 'Cause I'm the one to blame I'm startin' to act strange Facin' every challange shit Incredible hope, lyrical amalgam bitch Oh my gosh, oh my gosh I'ma band and oh Ring everything like El DeBarge (Ooh, ooh and I like it, I like it) And so I said, and so I said Excuse me dear, my gosh you look nice Put ya money on her, better double the price But let's get it niggaz and jump (Behind the wheel of fortune) Hey, and let's jump (Behind the wheel of fortune) Hey, all my niggaz jump (Behind the wheel of fortune) Hey, my ladies jump (Behind the wheel of fortune) Hey I'ma take off my jacket now You see, I'm back on my bull shit You tired lil' niggaz go in line, watch how I vibe on mine, I'm shifting the climate, quiet And if you wan' test what I'm on bitch I wish you niggaz try it, uh, uh, uh I mentioned that I'm back to cause the riot (Hot drops) And I come to supply it Hu, hu you niggaz on a diet You can't stop it then I drop Ya know, ya can't deny it My home, boy, you know that I'm a crook And I'ma try it While I'm counting this money and I hide it I'm taking it back Puttin' ya hands in my eyes, can't see You get to puttin' yo eyes on me Look, look how I drop shit I got hit, I won't quit and bet you see I'm back in a cockpit I'm coming back Like I'm moving the crooks Everybody gather around And get ya to singin' the hook (Ooh, ooh and I like it, I like it) And so I said, and so I said Excuse me dear, my gosh, you look nice Put ya money on her, better double the price But let's get it niggaz and jump (Behind the wheel of fortune) Hey, and let's jump (Behind the wheel of fortune) Hey, all my niggaz jump (Behind the wheel of fortune) Hey, my ladies jump (Behind the wheel of fortune) Hey Pretty good for a sound check nigga |
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from Busta Rhymes - Back On My B.S. (2009)
(Featuring Estelle)
Naku Penda Piya-Naku Taka Piya-Mpenziwe) (I Love You Too-I Want You Too-My Love) Liberian Girl... You Came And You Changed My World A Love So Brand New Liberian Girl... You Came And You Changed Me Girl A Feeling So True Liberian Girl You Know That You Came And You Changed My World, Just Like In The Movies, With Two Lovers In A Scene And She Says... "Do You Love Me" And He Says So Endlessly... "I Love You, Liberian Girl" (Naku Penda Piya-Naku Taka Piya-Mpenziwe) (I Love You Too-I Want You Too-My Love) Liberian Girl... More Precious Than Any Pearl Your Love So Complete Liberian Girl... You Kiss Me Then, Ooh,The World You Do This To Me Liberian Girl You Know That You Came And You Changed My World, Just Like In The Movies, With Two Lovers In A Scene And She Says, "Do You Love Me" And He Says So Endlessly "I Love You, Liberian Girl" (Naku Penda Piya-Naku Taka Piya-Mpenziwe) (I Love You Too-I Want You Too-My Love) Liberian Girl You Know That You Came And You Changed My World, I Wait For The Day, When You Have To Say "I Do," And I'll Smile And Say It Too, And Forever We'll Be True I Love You, Liberian Girl, (Girl) All The Time I Love You Liberian Girl, (Girl) All The Time I Love You Liberian Girl, (Girl) All The Time I Love You Liberian Girl, (Girl) All The Time I Love You (Girl) I Love You Baby I Want You I Love You Baby Ooh! (Girl) I Love You Baby, I Want You Baby, Ooh! (Girl) |
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from Busta Rhymes - World Go Round (2009)
(Featuring Estelle)
Naku Penda Piya-Naku Taka Piya-Mpenziwe) (I Love You Too-I Want You Too-My Love) Liberian Girl... You Came And You Changed My World A Love So Brand New Liberian Girl... You Came And You Changed Me Girl A Feeling So True Liberian Girl You Know That You Came And You Changed My World, Just Like In The Movies, With Two Lovers In A Scene And She Says... "Do You Love Me" And He Says So Endlessly... "I Love You, Liberian Girl" (Naku Penda Piya-Naku Taka Piya-Mpenziwe) (I Love You Too-I Want You Too-My Love) Liberian Girl... More Precious Than Any Pearl Your Love So Complete Liberian Girl... You Kiss Me Then, Ooh,The World You Do This To Me Liberian Girl You Know That You Came And You Changed My World, Just Like In The Movies, With Two Lovers In A Scene And She Says, "Do You Love Me" And He Says So Endlessly "I Love You, Liberian Girl" (Naku Penda Piya-Naku Taka Piya-Mpenziwe) (I Love You Too-I Want You Too-My Love) Liberian Girl You Know That You Came And You Changed My World, I Wait For The Day, When You Have To Say "I Do," And I'll Smile And Say It Too, And Forever We'll Be True I Love You, Liberian Girl, (Girl) All The Time I Love You Liberian Girl, (Girl) All The Time I Love You Liberian Girl, (Girl) All The Time I Love You Liberian Girl, (Girl) All The Time I Love You (Girl) I Love You Baby I Want You I Love You Baby Ooh! (Girl) I Love You Baby, I Want You Baby, Ooh! (Girl) |
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from Busta Rhymes - Hustler's Anthem '09 (2009)
It's too late to turn back now nigga
Getcha money getcha money (two times) Hey I'm bout to act up in a wondertrip on their ass T-pain yeah You should already know when I walk in the door That it ain't no use in frontin' on me I'm a hustle I'm a do my thing You already know what it's gon' be I keep hustlin I keep hustlin I keep hustlin And if you feel me put your hands up And come and sing the hustler's anthem with me Lalalala Yeah Lalalala Keep hustlin dog Keep hustlin dog Yeah Yeah Lalalalalala Lalalala Keep hustlin Yeah Okay Let's go What it do, what it do all day Come through and get it jumpin' Throwin' money away It don't matter if you're hustlin' a bundle of yay Or you got a 9 to 5 Let the champagne spray Boom click a little don of the red rose Two chicks on my arm when I step okay Gillette razor sharp You know the boy don't play BC ten drop me in Sandro pey Let the money machine roll on We been needin' a nigga like you in the street so long Everytime you drops yakkin' You do no wrong You hata niggas I know your forte We blind your little shine Fuck what you portrait While you leave Your lil chick wanna stay And if you violate I assure you'll all gon' pay You should already know when I walk in the door That it ain't no use in frontin' on me I'm a hustle I'm a do my thing You already know what it's gon' be I keep hustlin I keep hustlin I keep hustlin And if you feel me put your hands up And come and sing the hustler's anthem with me Lalalala Yeah Lalalala Keep hustlin dog Keep hustlin dog Yeah Yeah Lalalalalala Lalalala Keep hustlin Yeah Okay Let's go Hey girl The god's back in town You ain't gonna wanna miss it When the shit go down We celebratin' like we throwin' money around Bring a lot of 'tron We bout to order a couple of rounds Look I know at times it probably seem like the hardest When you ain't got it But you gotta go and get it regardless Check it Get on your hustle homie Get up and go And do it proper For the veteran knows And go and cop an island And do a lot so I can stack up a With a couple billion with a stash in the flow Up in the mansion, listen I'm only tellin' you the theme of this caper Is get your paper Let's keep it goin' You should already know when I walk in the door That it ain't no use in frontin' on me I'm a hustle I'm a do my thing You already know what it's gon' be I keep hustlin I keep hustlin I keep hustlin And if you feel me put your hands up And come and sing the hustler's anthem with me Lalalala Yeah Lalalala Keep hustlin dog Keep hustlin dog Yeah Yeah Lalalalalala Lalalala Keep hustlin Yeah Okay Let's go Kiddie bangin' at random And the way the nigga hustle It's like he's throwin' a tantrum Tryin' to hustle Cop a plane A couple ships You hustle up on the block Some niggas hustle at random Now As long as you can go and muscle a grip Whether you shinin' from a grind Or you hustle legit Either way get money nigga Turn on the switches For power hustlin' And stack all your riches That's how we on it You should already know when I walk in the door That it ain't no use in frontin' on me I'm a hustle I'm a do my thing You already know what it's gon' be I keep hustlin I keep hustlin I keep hustlin And if you feel me put your hands up And come and sing the hustler's anthem with me Lalalala Yeah Lalalala Keep hustlin dog Keep hustlin dog Yeah Yeah Lalalalalala Lalalala Keep hustlin Yeah Okay Let's go |
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from Busta Rhymes - Arab Money (2008)
HaLaShegeHaLitlFaLa
MiliAlaySheNitiMala We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money Now there ain't no way that you could kill the beats dead Middle East women and Middle East bread I got Oil Well money in the desert playin Golf Don't? with a Louis Scarf Chest cold diamonds make a - wanna cough In Dubai 20 million on a few lofts I stay up in da club - The way I make the people wanna sing the hook in Arabic LaLaLa HaleHeloHaLow HelaBalaHeHeleBalo We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money HaLaShegeHaLitlFaLa MiliAlaySheNitiMala We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money Seven Star Hotels, Maybach, Movies Sick big - knock - cameltoe - Women walkin around while security on camelback Club on fire now - dunno how to act Sittin in casino's while I'm gamblin with Arabs Money so long watch me purchase pieces of the Almanac Ya already know I got the streets bust While I make ya bow down makes a lot out a - LaLaLa HaleHeloHaLow HelaBalaHeHeleBalo We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money HaLaShegeHaLitlFaLa MiliAlaySheNitiMala We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money Heyyy! See now I take trips to Baghdad - Use a stack of chips to count Arab money now I don't need to get fresh I'm bout to grow a beard dude So much cake even the money look wierd too Don't mess the bread and the broad I'm tryna eat like Prince - respect the value of ma work In Maui, Malaysia, Iran and IraQ, Saudi Arabia! LaLaLa HaleHeloHaLow HelaBalaHeHeleBalo We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money HaLaShegeHaLitlFaLa MiliAlaySheNitiMala We gettin Arab Money We gettin Arab Money |
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from Hip Hop: The Collection 2008 [Explicit Version] (2008)
(feat. Rick James)
[Busta Rhymes] Y'know, my homey Treach from Naughty By Nature once said If you ain't from the ghetto, don't COME to the fuckin ghetto But I'ma let one of our most immaculate tour guides take us ALL through the ghetto - my nigga Rick James! [Rick James - sampled from "Ghetto Life" + (backup singers)] When I was a young boy, growin up in the ghetto! Hangin out on corners, singin with the fellas Lookin for the cute chicks, tryin to find me big fun Lookin for some trouble, or anyone who'll give me some I was young and crazy! (In the ghetto) Didn't know what my life would be (In the ghetto) I was dumb and oh so lazy (In the ghetto) Something had a spell on me (In the ghetto) You all know what I'm talkin 'bout (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) You all know what I'm singin 'bout (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) Ghetto life (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) [Busta Rhymes] (In the ghetto) Sure we be takin them chances While we search for the answers we be smokin them cancer sticks Police provokin muh'fuckers we dancin And we be dodgin them bullets they be poppin off at us, shit But yet we always romance the street And fall in love with the hood 'til somebody come blast the heat Always up to no good, so all of my fam could eat See in the hood we hungry - hey nigga we playin for keeps My soldiers on the block get on it It be good if you flaunt it, we will take if we want it See niggaz from the ghetto got a different state of mind With a different kind of hustle and we iller with the grind And develop our muscle 'til we sicker with the shine In the struggle, thus our money come quicker doin crime I see the way we rep the hood, gotta love me You can take me out the ghetto, but you can't take it from me Gotta love it [Chorus: Rick James + (backup singers)] (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) Ghetto life (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) You all know what I'm singin 'bout (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) Ghetto life (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) [Busta Rhymes] (In the ghetto) That's where we get into that street shit Hustle hard, try to get money quick (In the ghetto) That's where I got my name from I learned to get money and I got all my game from (In the ghetto) That's where you eat with a bunch of the wolves And get to hustlin as hard as you could (In the ghetto) Until your cake stackin shit'll get good Throw a block party for the whole hood (In the ghetto) With them burnout cellys Talk crazy, sell drugs in front of Pancho Deli Crackhead chicks still smuggle babies in they belly And them piss in elevators 'til the lobby all smelly (In the ghetto) That's where I keep my ratchets Get my instincts and survival tactics Ain't nuttin like the hood nigga, I don't care You survivin in the ghetto you can make it anywhere Gotta love it [Chorus: Rick James + (backup singers)] (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) Ghetto life (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) You all know what I'm singin 'bout (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) Ghetto life (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) [Interlude: Busta Rhymes] To my East coast niggas - rep your ghetto West coast niggas - rep your ghetto Midwest niggas - rep your ghetto Down South niggas - rep your ghetto To my East coast niggas - rep your ghetto West coast niggas - rep your ghetto Midwest niggas - rep your ghetto To my Dirty South niggas - rep your ghetto [Busta Rhymes] (In the ghetto) Even though they act rude You'll always find a good chick to hold a brick for they dude Behind the bullshit, me and my click on the move We honor the code of the street, and live by the rules (In the ghetto) Is where, all of the hood's at Find the most crooks and they sell the most drugs at Where you find beautiful women and Rugrats And some of the most powerful people, I love that! C'mon [Outro: Rick James + (backup singers)] (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) You all know what I'm talkin 'bout (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) You all know what I'm singin 'bout (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) Ghetto life (Talkin 'bout ghetto life) (In the ghetto) "Never mind who you thought I was, I'm Rick James, bitch" [applause] "Cocaine is a hell of a drug" |
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from Busta Rhymes - Don't Touch Me (Throw Da Water On 'Em) (2008)
This is a national
security alert Ground music Flipmode Aftermath Here we go Back with the most venomous rap I be the god father of the club banger let me hear you clap You can applause me from the very beginning You can give me yo standing ovation while I'm banging your face in With another banger now call it a cliff hanger Watch me mangle and strangle this whole rap shit Come On You can see the way I make em act sick from down bottom The way I got em gimme my cash quick Come On Rock on you better grab on to something Because I'm about to shake shit again to make a black bitch Come On I can hear the shots ring off my bitches taking everything off Each other got em wilding one of a kind By the King Kong Big Foot gully with a scully bully of rap Still ugly with the money running a trap Now they giving me dap As far as I'm concerned in this motherfucker look how I got em Now they ready to shout So don't touch me nigga you might burn yourself Ha Don't touch me nigga you might burn yourself We got em hot in this bitch so throw the water on em Hey We got em hot in this bitch so throw the water on em Hey We got em hot in this bitch so throw the water on em Hey We got em hot in this bitch so throw the water on em Hey Here We Go Now you see the alcohol spilling And we got em hands in the ceiling You know we only come to rattle the building And break it on down just a little once again knowing we holding The bank so let me keep the dice rolling And keep it traditional the way I keep my money falling While you slacking on your macking dude we always keep it going Right to the left do it to def Now watch me come through with a chisel That make the game sizzle And I Pull out the skillet prepare for the cooking How I'm wilding niggas wondering when I'm gonna bring the hook in Thugs ice grilling every time they get to looking Got em wilding over seas all the way back to GO BROOKLYN Now they ready to spaz cause we bring the best to them Shit that shut it down on the regular That's with the fly 80's nigga that was whipping in a Creseda Fresher than most of these niggas killing the rest of them Villains that was thinking that they rushing in and busting in But the way we was doing we was muscling their hustling So don't touch me nigga you might burn yourself Ha Don't touch me nigga you might burn yourself We got em hot in this bitch so throw the water on em Hey We got em hot in this bitch so throw the water on em Hey We got em hot in this bitch so throw the water on em Hey We got em hot in this bitch so throw the water on em Hey Here we go You don't really want it my dude I'm saying most my niggas is rude And when we come we eat a nigga food Back to the fact of the matter at hand For me to come and control this whole shit was only part of the plan The other part of the plan for you to understand That nothing can fuck with the kid Let me say it again The Broad Back B Busta Bust back to put out the trash And just for the record we got it on smash now How the fuck they even got the audacity To fire marshal come and try to talk about the capacity Every time I'm in the spot I hope you know it has to be Extremely packed to shut it down you'll probably cause a tragedy Don't you know that when I'm in the place I change the mood again I be wilding with raunchy bitches and a bunch of hooligans Now don't get it fucked up just because I flaunt it Niggas think that they can test me bring it if you really want it See I be the type to always beat you to the punch faster I keep a smile on my face but carry the bush master So don't touch me nigga you might burn yourself Ha Don't touch me nigga you might burn yourself We got em hot in this bitch so throw the water on em Hey We got em hot in this bitch so throw the water on em Hey We got em hot in this bitch so throw the water on em Hey We got em hot in this bitch so throw the water on em Hey Keep it going You already know I said it word to the mother Shit is so hot you niggas think its cold up in the summer Shh calm the noise down lets get a little quiet Cause the neighbors call the police they know we cause riots And they know that we'll have them thinking they dancing with the devil When they play the music turn the volume to the highest level You got it right let's keep the bombs going like we lit a stick Of dynamite now you know you need to follow whenever you hear the god spit Aww shit You see me nigga back in the cockpit I be getting this money I'll give you all a stock tip First buy a nigga till you see the sweat drop drip So don't touch me nigga you might burn yourself Ha Don't touch me nigga you might burn yourself We got em hot in this bitch so throw the water on em Hey We got em hot in this bitch so throw the water on em Hey We got em hot in this bitch so throw the water on em Hey We got em hot in this bitch so throw the water on em Hey here we go |
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from Kat Deluna - 9 Lives (2008)
(shaka dee)
ha ha shaka dee man GMB, first lady, Kat you dun'' know Red One, let''s go (kat) got you half flippin like fire come with me let me take you higher i''m the object of all your desire and your attention is all i require don''t stop now cause you on a roll make me go anywhere that you go i''m that dream in your head when you''re sleepin'' i''m that secret inside that you''re keepin'' woah-woah (hook) you want this don''t front qu?qu?qu?pasa speak up cu? es la cosa ven aqu?let''s get closer and closer (chorus) i say no-oh-oh if you wanna take it slow-oh-oh catch up well now let''s go-oh-oh together we run the show-oh-oh i say no-oh-oh if you wanna take it slow-oh-oh don''t stop well now let''s go-oh-oh together we run the show-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh bite your lips cause you know that you feel it when i shake it you know you''re addicted i see you''re lovin this dominicana you like the way that I dance the bachata don''t stop now, cause i''m on a roll give you that gutta you feel in your soul my heart beats like a drum can you hear it (hook) I know you want this don''t front qu?qu?qu?pasa speak up cu? es la cosa ven aqu?let''s get closer and closer (chorus repeats 2x) (shaka dee) yeah shaka dee black kat red one let''s go me takin it slow, me takin it fast me like a train baby girl when me take in the pants me and you what i think that''s what the aftermath and after that me and you could just slip the cash the pon and kat just smashin the party after that, yo kat, let''s mash up the lobby cause this is a dance and this is a hobby it''s fire in here and GMB got me WOAH (bridge) (kat) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee)I''m ready my girl (kat) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee) sure I''m ready my girl (kat) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee) I''m ready my girl (kat) one-hundred-percent-uh (kat:) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee) I''m ready my girl (kat) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee: sure I''m ready my girl (kat) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee) I''m ready my girl (chorus repeats 2x) |
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from Welcome to 2008 (2008)
(shaka dee)
ha ha shaka dee man GMB, first lady, Kat you dun'' know Red One, let''s go (kat) got you half flippin like fire come with me let me take you higher i''m the object of all your desire and your attention is all i require don''t stop now cause you on a roll make me go anywhere that you go i''m that dream in your head when you''re sleepin'' i''m that secret inside that you''re keepin'' woah-woah (hook) you want this don''t front qu?qu?qu?pasa speak up cu? es la cosa ven aqu?let''s get closer and closer (chorus) i say no-oh-oh if you wanna take it slow-oh-oh catch up well now let''s go-oh-oh together we run the show-oh-oh i say no-oh-oh if you wanna take it slow-oh-oh don''t stop well now let''s go-oh-oh together we run the show-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh bite your lips cause you know that you feel it when i shake it you know you''re addicted i see you''re lovin this dominicana you like the way that I dance the bachata don''t stop now, cause i''m on a roll give you that gutta you feel in your soul my heart beats like a drum can you hear it (hook) I know you want this don''t front qu?qu?qu?pasa speak up cu? es la cosa ven aqu?let''s get closer and closer (chorus repeats 2x) (shaka dee) yeah shaka dee black kat red one let''s go me takin it slow, me takin it fast me like a train baby girl when me take in the pants me and you what i think that''s what the aftermath and after that me and you could just slip the cash the pon and kat just smashin the party after that, yo kat, let''s mash up the lobby cause this is a dance and this is a hobby it''s fire in here and GMB got me WOAH (bridge) (kat) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee)I''m ready my girl (kat) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee) sure I''m ready my girl (kat) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee) I''m ready my girl (kat) one-hundred-percent-uh (kat:) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee) I''m ready my girl (kat) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee: sure I''m ready my girl (kat) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee) I''m ready my girl (chorus repeats 2x) |
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from Kat Deluna - Run The Show [single] (2008)
(shaka dee)
ha ha shaka dee man GMB, first lady, Kat you dun'' know Red One, let''s go (kat) got you half flippin like fire come with me let me take you higher i''m the object of all your desire and your attention is all i require don''t stop now cause you on a roll make me go anywhere that you go i''m that dream in your head when you''re sleepin'' i''m that secret inside that you''re keepin'' woah-woah (hook) you want this don''t front qu?qu?qu?pasa speak up cu? es la cosa ven aqu?let''s get closer and closer (chorus) i say no-oh-oh if you wanna take it slow-oh-oh catch up well now let''s go-oh-oh together we run the show-oh-oh i say no-oh-oh if you wanna take it slow-oh-oh don''t stop well now let''s go-oh-oh together we run the show-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh bite your lips cause you know that you feel it when i shake it you know you''re addicted i see you''re lovin this dominicana you like the way that I dance the bachata don''t stop now, cause i''m on a roll give you that gutta you feel in your soul my heart beats like a drum can you hear it (hook) I know you want this don''t front qu?qu?qu?pasa speak up cu? es la cosa ven aqu?let''s get closer and closer (chorus repeats 2x) (shaka dee) yeah shaka dee black kat red one let''s go me takin it slow, me takin it fast me like a train baby girl when me take in the pants me and you what i think that''s what the aftermath and after that me and you could just slip the cash the pon and kat just smashin the party after that, yo kat, let''s mash up the lobby cause this is a dance and this is a hobby it''s fire in here and GMB got me WOAH (bridge) (kat) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee)I''m ready my girl (kat) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee) sure I''m ready my girl (kat) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee) I''m ready my girl (kat) one-hundred-percent-uh (kat:) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee) I''m ready my girl (kat) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee: sure I''m ready my girl (kat) are you ready-ready-ready-ready-ready-ready (shaka dee) I''m ready my girl (chorus repeats 2x) |
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