Eminem feat. Joe Budden, Crooked I, Joell Ortiz, Royce Da 5’9″ and Yelawolf - Bet Shady 2.0 Cypher Lyrics

Top Search for this Song: Eminem feat. Joe Budden, Crooked I, Joell Ortiz, Royce Da 5’9″ and Yelawolf - Bet Shady 2.0 Cypher lyrics,Eminem feat. Joe Budden, Crooked I, Joell Ortiz, Royce Da 5’9″ and Yelawolf - Bet Shady 2.0 Cypher blogspot lyrics,Eminem feat. Joe Budden, Crooked I, Joell Ortiz, Royce Da 5’9″ and Yelawolf - Bet Shady 2.0 Cypher mediafire download,Eminem feat. Joe Budden, Crooked I, Joell Ortiz, Royce Da 5’9″ and Yelawolf - Bet Shady 2.0 Cypher zippy download,Eminem feat. Joe Budden, Crooked I, Joell Ortiz, Royce Da 5’9″ and Yelawolf - Bet Shady 2.0 Cypher emp3,Eminem feat. Joe Budden, Crooked I, Joell Ortiz, Royce Da 5’9″ and Yelawolf - Bet Shady 2.0 Cypher beemp3,Eminem feat. Joe Budden, Crooked I, Joell Ortiz, Royce Da 5’9″ and Yelawolf - Bet Shady 2.0 Cypher mp3 download,Eminem feat. Joe Budden, Crooked I, Joell Ortiz, Royce Da 5’9″ and Yelawolf - Bet Shady 2.0 Cypher youtube video




Lyrics to Eminem feat. Joe Budden, Crooked I, Joell Ortiz, Royce Da 5’9″ and Yelawolf - Bet Shady 2.0 Cypher



[Eminem:]
Welcome to Detroit
This is the BET Shady 2.0 Cypher 2011
Myself, Slaughterhouse and Yelawolf

White dog, get em!

[Yelawolf:]
Put these muthafuckas in a box and I send ‘em away
Put 'em in a gray 'Lac and pop the trunk
Hey throw 'em in the back, jack, I dig ‘em a grave
Put a brick inside that Xerox, when I print ‘em a page
Moving keys I can't relate, cause I live in a cage
I throw up the A, I take ‘em to school,
I give em a grade, an easy E for effort
That's WWA, white with an attitude
Alphabet soup is on my plate
All I got is Z’s they sleeping on me, I can’t get ‘em awake
I spoon feed them the sound in a room full of deceivers and clowns
Who believe they making it rain cause all they see is the clouds
And I watch from the couch of the VIP
Like a potato with a bunch of meatheads like fuck it
I just feed em a cow
Plenty of white boys to pick from this year
But before you can pick a pepper, you better pick up your heater
Cause even Peter Piper could pick up a mic
But what it's like to pick a fight with me
It’s like putting Nikes on a cheetah, betta speed up
Or at least in my case Addidas
I'm out this bitch drinking Sprite by the 2 liter
Holler, Shady records

[Joe Budden:]
Say I’m from the new school, I’ma say check ya tone and watch ya mouth
If they teaching how to dougie, I’m condoning dropping out
Forced to wile, y'all birthed and gave me up
I just perfected being hip hops foster child, now check it
I don’t blame y’all for being trash fans and copping it
The radio’s the crime scene the masses are the hostages
In my youth I'd throw shots, the fan would dodging it
I’m grown, I ain't watching the throne, I’m sabotaging it
You see that four headed monster and the storm looms
Snipe ‘em from a distance, the scope got a long zoom
You Super Mario thugs is in the wrong room
Got a figure here you won’t get bigger if you on shrooms
Was left to me I'd revive what the game be ’bout
I’da took the wine outta Amy house
Enough raps from you scrub cats about cocking a snub back
Wayne couldn’t teach me how to love that
But I got this shit from uptown, she my summer bunny
Both parents broke but she comes from money
Think my bread is her paper to burn
So I lock her out and now she doubt David is Stern
She so bad I make her hit the telly from a taxi
Then dead her in that Holiday Inn
Learnt that from Max B
That's why the haters of every kind wanna send me Llamas
I made it right before they eyes like I was Benihanas
Is it me? Or is what I'm hearing just pitiful?
Airwaves the same now the stereo’s typical
My skin thick so the critics ignore
So unafraid to die you think I did it before
The boys Rodman with the trash talk
Magical walk with the black ball way I bounce off the asphalt with cat paws
Glass jaw, hoody and mask would be the black folk with no passport
Body be found in the mansion in one of my trap doors
If pumps had awards ya status whore category
Probably be that of awards 'tween Michael Rappaport and Kenny Lattimore
I know hip hops alive and well
If it died, you other crews wouldn’t survive the smell

(Ladies & Gentlemen... you're scared now)
(Make that face at 'em dawg)
(Crooked I.. get 'em)

[Crooked I:]
I spot a victim, the plot’ll thicken when the clock is tickin'
I caught em slippin', I gotta give em a shot, I hit em with proper spittin'
Hottest writtens and compositions, so competition's a contradiction
Somebody mentioned they got it crooked, highly fiction,
We probably different, got Gotti henchmen,
Opposition our body quick as Bugatti engines
I’m on a mission to get richer,
The sickest lyric kicker diggin' a ditch for different spitters
Sweet lyricists get disfigured, sip liquor
Spit like a sick mixture
Of Notorious Pun and L get the big picture
The poster I’ll roast ya,
My mind so deadly it’s just like the beanie is close to a holster
It’s over control my whole coastal region like I’m supposed to
Flow is going postal evening, open season
Heart close to freezing, ruthless is easy nigga
Approach I’m squeezing, believe me
Dopest West Coaster breathing
So most y'all hope I’m vegan, no pun, beefing
Rappers need to keep it trill
Give me a beat to kill too many people still eating sleeping pills
People sleeping on my ether skills
And y'all ain't even real
We about to die in this cypher
Before you die you should do the Jada and leave a Will
Foreal

[Joeel Ortiz:]
Yaooowa
I ain't a rap dude, I’m a dude who rap
Before this I was moving crack
Killers y’all become when y’all rhyme, I salute and dap
And if I blink then remove ya snaps, you ain't cool you wack
With ya foolish yac’s? skinny jeans don't mean ya ass shoot
It means ya booty claps
Don’t play like Tyler Perry, this the Slaughterhouse of Pain
Flow brown, tight and heavy
When it comes to sixteen’s I’m a fiend feinding a studio
Near a needle with a mean lean, probably writing bars to Nas "Thief theme"
Getting my Yaowa on, may all the Olajuwon’s be the dream team
This is an all day slaughter
They feindin for us to break like Beyonce’s water
The four quarters doing all the eating
And you gotta know why I made the cut, I’m Puerto Rican
Ortiz keep the fire ready
And tryna put me out’s like tryna steal a transvestite from Eddie

[Royce Da 5'9':]
I’m do or die dope
And you can make the sticker sittin' on the door
Of that phantom your suicide note
Hi Rihanna..
Is Nicki living with you? Let me know
So I can buy binoculars and telescopes
Hi Rihanna..
I don’t need to know you better
You tell me you love my music again, we go together
Bye Rihanna...
Now back to y’all fools
We rock out like the outside of a guitar school
Thousand dollar frames, I prefer to see the world through
Don’t ask me nothing bout Budden, I beat my girl too
You ask me why do I keep her? I say it’s cheaper to
That’s why I ride around in a Rolls like Wiz Khalifa do
Rappers, I’m your daddy, I tell you straight as this
You don’t kill but your father Will like Jaden Smith
I tell ya like I tell my Spanish chick
You fly but I ain’t going down on no landing strip
So get your wax on like Daniel-son
Or I’ma have to run like De La Hoya in drag when cameras come
Point out the greatest rapper alive I headshot ‘em
Smack his girl on the butt and buy her some red bottom
Bring every deceased rapper back to see his wife
While I’m cyber sexing with Jessica Alba, via Skype
I’m on my d-boy, d-bo thing
Spiritual steelo swing like Cee-Lo Green
Get out the camera with yo B Roll bling
You know your flow is whack
We cornered the market like a Wal-Mart in a cul-de-sac
Yeah, this what 2 million singles sold and a album that’s gold
Look like, without having to sell your soul
Nickle

[Eminem:]
Wait, can I rap?

(You da Boss, you better get 'em)

Ayo... lyrical miracle spiritual individual criminal subliminal
In your swimmin' pool

(Boo.. come on man, get back on.. kick that shit)

You ’bout to see peace destroyed
It’ll never be restored
When I unleash these beastly hoards on your CD stores
Wanna stop it, you gon' need a priest and at least three swords
A license to ill from the Beastie Boys, 3 Ouija boards
And a squeegee and please be warned don’t ask for the squeegees for
Or the holy water, acid rap that’ll eat these floors
Eat a hole in a rhyme book, you see these horns?
And as for me, you ask when I’m gone "will he be mourned?"
Is puke luke warm? Should Casey Anthony do porn?
Can that chick fit a newborn dead baby inside a freakin' shoebox
With a shoehorn, smothered in chloroform so she can go get her groove on?
Can she duct tape and Velcro a fetus? Joell yo,
Tell Joe I need his empty box from his old shell toe adidas
So I can put these babies in the fetal position,
They’re getting elbows to the penis
Yeah, big deal. I took some little kids big wheel...
And spit in his fricken big kids meal
Quit tryna bite me and pinch, you wench, sit still
You just put your six inch heel through my Benz windshield?
Is it dust we bout to kick up?
Can Yelawolf fit a fifth of rum in a big cup?
Between a stick shift in his fricken pick up
And drink like a hick, redneck, hillbilly will till he gets hiccups?
Flippin' the script up like Mike Vick
Get bit in his junk by a pit, yup I’m a sick pup
I’d be a horrible magician
Cause I’d fuck that trick up....
Fix ya lips up to say something fly, or zip up
A-B? Let’s C. You said you were gonna do X-Y-Z
Till you fuck around and get dropped like an E
When you add an I-N-G...
Don’t put a K in front of that though, when I MC
Cause I’m not the king of this microphone booth
It’s more like a phonebooth
Superman in this bitch, kryptonite won’t do
It gives me more power, I bump the fat boys and
Eat rat poison, take meteor showers
Fresh outta the mental hospital and me not flossing a middle finger
While I hop in a mosh pit, will be like Nas doing gospel or R&B, you crazy?
Me pushing up daisies? That thought is impossible
As if flashing across the news, Posdnuos was caught with a prostitute
With a huge Johnson, boobs, and a monstrous tube of lube
And a bra, some boots, some panties, in an aqua blue Mazda
Swallowing a popsicle, playing tonsil pool
So kill the rumors it ain’t happenin'
I’ma rap till I’m fossil fuel...
more lyrics on: http://lyrical-dew.blogspot.com/

When you're Lookin' for a song , Just Type the song name with Singer/band. if you are lookin for lyrics , then add with it "lyrics" . if download, then add "mediafire" / "Beemp3" / "emp3"/"mp3". You Must find your desired song. Thanks.

Mediafire Download

ZippySharemp3 Download

Beemp3 Download

Emp3 Download

Print this Lyrics

Ed Sheeran Ft. Yelawolf – London Bridge Lyrics

Top Search on this Song: Ed Sheeran Ft. Yelawolf – London Bridge Lyrics,Ed Sheeran Ft. Yelawolf – London Bridge mediafire download,Ed Sheeran Ft. Yelawolf – London Bridge zippy,Ed Sheeran Ft. Yelawolf – London Bridge beemp3,Ed Sheeran Ft. Yelawolf – London Bridge youtube video,Ed Sheeran Ft. Yelawolf – London Bridge music video,Ed Sheeran Ft. Yelawolf – London Bridge mp3 download

Song Title: London Bridge
Singer/Band: Ed Sheeran Ft. Yelawolf




Lyrics to Ed Sheeran Ft. Yelawolf – London Bridge




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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

more lyrics on: http://lyrical-dew.blogspot.com/
cover my eyes from the bright sun blaring,
and through the fence i can see this little boy staring.
paid him no attention,
in fact i barely seen him,

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

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

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

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

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

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

oh we’ll crash, crash, right down again.
i’ll be coming up when the sun goes down
rolling like a rock ’til i hit the ground
running from the law but i can’t be found [x3]
and we’ll crash crash right down again
oh we’ll crash crash right down again
i’ll be coming up when the sun goes down

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

Here is a little tips ! :-)

When you're Lookin' for a song , Just Type the song name with Singer/band. if you are lookin for lyrics , then add with it "lyrics" . if download, then add "mediafire" / "Beemp3" / "emp3"/"mp3". You Must find your desired song. Thanks.
Mediafire Download

ZippySharemp3 Download

Beemp3 Download

Emp3 Download

Print this Lyrics

Gucci Mane ,Waka Flocka Flame, feat. YG Hootie - 15th And The 1st Lyrics

Top Search for this Song: Gucci Mane ,Waka Flocka Flame, feat. YG Hootie - 15th And The 1st lyrics,Gucci Mane ,Waka Flocka Flame, feat. YG Hootie - 15th And The 1st blogspot lyrics,Gucci Mane ,Waka Flocka Flame, feat. YG Hootie - 15th And The 1st mediafire download,Gucci Mane ,Waka Flocka Flame, feat. YG Hootie - 15th And The 1st zippy download,Gucci Mane ,Waka Flocka Flame, feat. YG Hootie - 15th And The 1st emp3,Gucci Mane ,Waka Flocka Flame, feat. YG Hootie - 15th And The 1st beemp3,Gucci Mane ,Waka Flocka Flame, feat. YG Hootie - 15th And The 1st mp3 download,Gucci Mane ,Waka Flocka Flame, feat. YG Hootie - 15th And The 1st youtube video

Song Title: 15th And The 1st
Singer/Band: Gucci Mane, Waka Flocka Flame, feat. YG Hootie
Album: Ferrari Boyz (2011)



Lyrics to Gucci Mane ,Waka Flocka Flame, feat. YG Hootie - 15th And The 1st



[Intro]
Uhh, uhh
Ayy Guc' Mane, we good right now man
Get money good man

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
It's a white girl in town - name is Cocaine
It's some dirty birds in town - Gucci Mane & Waka Flame
We fly in, on buy-in, say you got more birds? You lyin
You tryin and lyin, you boys ain't supplyin
I pitch like Nolan Ryan, got cocallina flyin
My partners stick up kids, duct tape rope they gon' tie in
In the bushes they lyed in all night that's my word
By the end of the mornin they left with them birds
And I'm gone off that purp', and I'm slurrin my words
I swerved in my Benz, bangin my 4G's on the curb
The lean, the herb, pay me like the first
You cross Brick Squad, get hurt
I got work - Gucci

[Chorus]
My homeboys will get you, pay you on the 33rd
Two pints of lean'll have me slurrin on my words
Undertaker car, triple black drop bird
Stomach full of money, so hundreds I'ma burp
All the hoods love us like the 15th and the 1st
Two pints of lean'll have me slurrin on my words
Undertaker car, triple black drop bird
Stomach full of money, so hundreds I'ma burp
All the hoods love us like the 15th and the 1st

[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
Five grand for a head shot
Boy don't be no Flintstone and get yo' (Bedrocked), nigga!
Triple red drop, offsets through the parkin lot
Where I'm from, young niggaz shootin at the cops
Where I'm from, they fakin
My hood right side, nigga, green flaggin
Lay yo' ass down if you do too much braggin
Three case, four Glocks, nigga that's swaggin, ughh!!!
Penalized, then goes the Packer-Man
What'cha hell, you would think it was a cracker-man
I don't know 'em bah-bah-bah-bah-back'em man
Fuck 'em den! Throw my stash in the club that there'll do
Every girl gettin past you
Send an ambulance on that ass I want that rent due
Robbin every nigga that ain't Hit Squad, Blood or Piru
FLOCKA!!!!

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: YG Hootie]
Half a million dollar jewelry like "Fuck that bird!"
Niggaz screamin they want beef, I'm like (Roger That)!
My album didn't sell, so I'm layin niggaz down
Shootin every nigga, that burst leaves a fuckin frown
Forty carats on my bracelet, my Polo black
Niggaz talkin like they want beef, I'm wantin that
Seven grams in the Swisher, I'm gon' solo that
Ridin around with my strap like "Where they at?"
All these rap niggaz hold up, stole my Philly hat
You will never be a legend like the Gucci Mane
You will never be turnt up like my partner Flock'
You niggaz hoes I run your block when them choppers chop !

When you're Lookin' for a song , Just Type the song name with Singer/band. if you are lookin for lyrics , then add with it "lyrics" . if download, then add "mediafire" / "Beemp3" / "emp3"/"mp3". You Must find your desired song. Thanks.

Print this Lyrics

The Game feat. Young Jeezy - Paramedics Lyrics

Top Search for this Song: The Game feat. Young Jeezy - Paramedics lyrics,The Game feat. Young Jeezy - Paramedics blogspot lyrics,The Game feat. Young Jeezy - Paramedics mediafire download,The Game feat. Young Jeezy - Paramedics zippy download,The Game feat. Young Jeezy - Paramedics emp3,The Game feat. Young Jeezy - Paramedics beemp3,The Game feat. Young Jeezy - Paramedics mp3 download,The Game feat. Young Jeezy - Paramedics youtube video

Song Title: Paramedics
Singer/Band: The Game feat. Young Jeezy
Album: The R.E.D. Album (2011)



Lyrics to The Game feat. Young Jeezy - Paramedics



2 niggas down, 2 niggas run it
Call me snowman, 100 miles and gunning
Here come the paramedics!
It goes 1 for the money, 2 for the dough
All you got is 3 niggas kicking at your door
Here come the paramedics!
It goes 1 for the ghetto, 2 niggas run it
Call me snowman, 100 miles and gunning
Here come the paramedics!

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
Here come the pain! I've got a name
Ever since an adolescent I've been deep in the game
All I need is more weed, a little something for the pain
So good like a hook from T-Pain
They say you're nobody til somebody kills you
I say "go be somebody, even if it kills you... "
They say "death smells like bad ass weave"
Another watch, another chain: last thing a nigga needs
I swear to God, a couple right by the night stand
Clip my half a hundred, case another hundred grand
And get some rest when your conscious keep waking ya
The evil kicks in and them demons start shaking ya
Every night, dude, I wake up in a cold sweat
Get dressed and hit the club in a cold vest
God damn, girl, you so sexy, cold shit
But why they still riding to your old shit?
Party by the beat, all still riding with ya
Party by the big riders, still siding with ya
Party by the real niggas still hustling to ya
I know you're here in the day, ain't nothing to ya

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Game]
See us riding like some mobsters, with the trunk full of choppers
Give a nigga a couple shots, and I ain't talking about vodka
Hanging out the sunroof, Snowman driving
Nigga live through these shots: Put his ass on Survivor!
Fresh up at the trap, I ain't never been a rat...
Get cheese like a mouse, so I'm honest throwing stack
Let you suckers make it rain, I'll make it Katrina
And pile all them hoes in the back of my Beemer
Hit the freeway, bumping "Ghetto Boys", with the V12 steaming
Top down, in the rain, California dreaming
I'd be lying if I said I still flip birds
... Well nigga I still flip birds!
Word to the doors on this [?] I'm sitting on
Ain't a rapper alive me and Jeezy ain't shitting on
Who else you know shit out Benjamins, and piss Patron?
Put Michael Buffer between us, and let's get it on!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Game]
(Hey Snowman, these niggas hustling backwards
I'm a pull the K out, and turn em back around)
Look, if I give you half a chicken, can you break that bitch down?
Tell the truth, it's me nigga, ain't nobody else around
Jeezy said it's a recession, so we hustling that Mayweather
My [?] the best pound for pound, like Mayweather
Undisputed: I never lost a brick
UPS, FedEx and duct tape to a bitch....
Put her ass on that greyhound
Tell that ho to stay down
Sleep the first 48, and wake up in the A-Town
Give a fuck about a bitch
Die for the paper, hustle relentless
Nigga, I take the sky from a scraper
The Gerber out a baby mouth, the fire out of Satan's house
These rappers turned saints, we pull them fucking gauges out
Black Tims kicking in the door, at your lady house
He at the strip club, well fuck it, we gon wait it out
You tipped him off, so now all the K's is out
We [?], shot him down from the neighbor's house !

When you're Lookin' for a song , Just Type the song name with Singer/band. if you are lookin for lyrics , then add with it "lyrics" . if download, then add "mediafire" / "Beemp3" / "emp3"/"mp3". You Must find your desired song. Thanks.

Print this Lyrics

Waka Flocka feat. YG Hootie & Popa Smurf - Karma Lyrics

Top Search for this Song: Waka Flocka , Waka Flocka feat. YG Hootie & Popa Smurf - Karma lyrics, Waka Flocka feat. YG Hootie & Popa Smurf - Karma blogspot lyrics, Waka Flocka feat. YG Hootie & Popa Smurf - Karma mediafire mp3, Waka Flocka feat. YG Hootie & Popa Smurf - Karma zippy, Waka Flocka feat. YG Hootie & Popa Smurf - Karma emp3, Waka Flocka feat. YG Hootie & Popa Smurf - Karma beemp3

Song Title: Karma
Singer/Band: Waka Flocka feat. YG Hootie & Popa Smurf
Album: Flockaveli (2010)


Lyrics to Waka Flocka feat. YG Hootie & Popa Smurf - Karma



I told my lawyer to get my back for all the crazy shit I did,
Yep I'm coming back around, you know I'm not backin down.
[x2]

I told my lawyer to get my back for all the crazy shit I did,
Yep I'm comin back around, you know I'm not backin down.
AK love that "ka-ka" sound. so much that my gat out now.
Run up I can't mess up now, many men wanna see me down.
[x2]

I rob so many niggas, karma came right back around
I jump so many niggas, karma came right back around
I can see myself layin on that ground, blood leakin everywhere
Yeah I was scared, but I ain't have no fear.

Better wear ya A-game, cause this year I'm goin hard
Put that shit on his card, I'm pullin all yall pussy cards
Shout to that fuck nigga who tried to rob me at the Wal-mart
Run up on his car it'll be a - like mario go kart...
I told my lawyer to get my back for all the crazy shit I did
Broke back and a nigga is, ass they be kissin it
Money I'm not lendin it, cause yall never give me shit.

I told my lawyer to get my back for all the crazy shit I did,
Yep I'm comin back around, you know I'm not backin down.
AK love that "ka-ka" sound. so much that my gat out now.
Run up I can't mess up now, many men wanna see me down.
[x2]

All I know is killas, take off someones head right now
I wanna kill a nigga, for tryin to run from fuckin pain
Cock my shit Imma bust my pound
That's my dog Imma die with him
Cock my shit then ride wit him
That's just how the west side did him.

Slick ass niggas they loves to cross
YG hootie, loves the boss
Try to play me, Imma wipe you out
Real killer shit what my life about
Shout out to the niggas that I've done got
Me and my team, got this slot
We thuggin and shinin, find me in west side bonkin'!

I told my lawyer to get my back for all the crazy shit I did,
Yep I'm comin back around, you know I'm not backin down.
AK love that "ka-ka" sound. so much that my gat out now.
Run up I can't mess up now, many men wanna see me down.

I told my lawyer to get my back for all the crazy shit I did,
Yep I'm coming back around, you know I'm not backin down.

When you're Lookin' for a song , Just Type the song name with Singer/band. if you are lookin for lyrics , then add with it "lyrics" . if download, then add "mediafire" / "Beemp3" / "emp3"/"mp3". You Must find your desired song. Thanks.

Print this Lyrics

Waka Flocka feat. YG Hootie, Bo Deal, Joe Moses - G-Check Lyrics

Top Search for this Song: Waka Flocka ,Waka Flocka feat. YG Hootie, Bo Deal, Joe Moses - G-Check lyrics,Waka Flocka feat. YG Hootie, Bo Deal, Joe Moses - G-Check blogspot lyrics,Waka Flocka feat. YG Hootie, Bo Deal, Joe Moses - G-Check mediafire mp3,Waka Flocka feat. YG Hootie, Bo Deal, Joe Moses - G-Check zippy,Waka Flocka feat. YG Hootie, Bo Deal, Joe Moses - G-Check emp3,Waka Flocka feat. YG Hootie, Bo Deal, Joe Moses - G-Check beemp3

Song Title: G-Check
Singer/Band: Waka Flocka feat. YG Hootie, Bo Deal, Joe Moses
Album: Flockaveli (2010)


Lyrics to Waka Flocka feat. YG Hootie, Bo Deal, Joe Moses - G-Check



I see this nigga reppin', right side hangin',
flamed up bangin', what set yo ass claimin'?
G Check [x8]
I ran up on this nigga, who yo big homie?
Asked him what his lingo, he said I don't need no
G Check [x8]
Ran up on this nigga, finna check the boy status
Look him right up in his eyes like, nigga where you from?
Who yo big homie? What block you niggas bang?
Who you know up on that yard, talkin' real big homies.
Respect all the riders, G checkin' all the phonies
You fuckin' with no suckas, they lying, they say they know me
I'm from west side (?), west side (?)
God bless all my ridahs, death to my enemies,
I'm taking niggas flags, you better leave the spot
For all niggas on my block, it's like me snitching to the cops,
Outta line you get disciplined, better do some missions then,
I ain't give my name for free, fuck I had to get it in

I see this nigga reppin', right side hangin',
flamed up bangin', what set yo ass claimin'?
G Check [x8]
I ran up on this nigga, who yo big homie?
Asked him what his lingo, he said I don't need no
G Check [x8]

Nigga frontin', I'm hit him up,
Nigga what, we can get em up
Pussy niggas aint real as us
Just like a candle I lit em up
Always talking that tough shit
I ain't the nigga to fuck with
Choppers loading up, niggas folding up,
Superman couldn't duck this,
big boss, VL is all I know,
Catch ya in that field hoe,
Steamers rolling up real slow
Niggas breaking out scared as fuck,
Tuck and tail, you a man or what?
I ain't think so, cock and squeeze I'm dropping everything standing up
Lay down and get laid down,
40 cal and they came down
What you claim, better say it now,
Got a gun better spray it now
Oh you will get your ass knocked off with the....
Topped off, dumb dumbs will leave you burning like hot sauce.

I see this nigga reppin', right side hangin',
flamed up bangin', what set yo ass claimin'?
G Check [x8]
I ran up on this nigga, who yo big homie?
Asked him what his lingo, he said I don't need no...
G Check [x8]

It's money over everything,
Five, four wedding rings,
Married to the mob, all I know is mighty brim game
B's up what it do,
5-0-5-2...
37-62, (?) is like a fucking zoo,
Lions and them tigers, I be mobbing like them YG's,
AK-a chopper nigga, silence when that chopper squeeze,
Fuck em Waka Flocka all out it's like the new mob,
When we say fuck em new west, this is Brick Squad,
Down like I'm 'posed to be, niggas don't get close to me,
I'm blood and bitch this blood's on the set, this how it supposed to be,
We thuggin bitch, we supposed to beef,
We killin' shit, you supposed to grieve,
Shug Gotti tell em who got the streets (hahahaha)!

I see this nigga reppin', right side hangin',
flamed up bangin', what set yo ass claimin'?
G Check [x8]
I ran up on this nigga, who yo big homie?
Asked him what his lingo, he said I don't need no
G Check !

When you're Lookin' for a song , Just Type the song name with Singer/band. if you are lookin for lyrics , then add with it "lyrics" . if download, then add "mediafire" / "Beemp3" / "emp3"/"mp3". You Must find your desired song. Thanks.

Print this Lyrics

Nelly feat. Yo Gotti, Sophie Green - Broke Lyrics

Top Search for this Song: Nelly ,Nelly feat. Yo Gotti, Sophie Green - Broke lyrics,Nelly feat. Yo Gotti, Sophie Green - Broke blogspot lyrics,Nelly feat. Yo Gotti, Sophie Green - Broke mediafire mp3,Nelly feat. Yo Gotti, Sophie Green - Broke zippy,Nelly feat. Yo Gotti, Sophie Green - Broke emp3,Nelly feat. Yo Gotti, Sophie Green - Broke beemp3

Song Title: Broke
Singer/Band: Nelly feat. Yo Gotti, Sophie Green
Album: 5.0 (2010)


Lyrics to Nelly feat. Yo Gotti, Sophie Green - Broke



[Verse 1: Nelly]
Yea I just rock cause I fuck with puff
I pop that ace of spade cause I rock with jay
I'm on that cali good but I'm not in l.a
I'm somewhere halfway between there and the bay
I like them broosy bras I like round the way
I take them outta they js put them in hermays
Might hang out in the club might chill out somewhere safer
King gold and office macks I love to hang with paper
My crib is plush plush I'm talking elevator
So don't touch touch don't feed the alligator
You fly right my fly is greater
Multiply the money and the bitches subtract the haters
She said...

[Chorus: Sophie Green]
I don't want no broke niggas no no
I don't want no broke niggas no no
If you ain't got no money then you can't do nothing for me
If you ain't got no money then you can't do nothing for me
In vegas l.a. and miami oh yea I like shoppin
If you can handle all of that then we can get it poppin
I don't want no broke niggas no no
I want the type of nigga who know how to ball out.

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
You don't no broke nigga I don't want no broke bitch
Thought it balling go quick I get it we on the same shit
She want me to wife her maybe change her life up
Give the keys and shopping sprees yea only if I like her
See money ain't the algebra let's get it clear
This is ot a gift it's a souvenir...
See maybe I'm that nigga who knows how to ball
I am hes thug will hight the money tall
I'm off his and hers
Bodys straight hips and curves
Friends hanging near trying to tell 'em I don't want your girls
Back off I'm from another world
Money do not grow on trees
That's why I had to hustle her and get my money out the?

[Chorus: Sophie Green]
I don't want no broke niggas no no
I don't want no broke niggas no no
If you ain't got no money then you can't do nothing for me
If you ain't got no money then you can't do nothing for me
In vegas l.a. and miami oh yea I like shoppin
If you can handle all of that then we can get it poppin
Cause I don't want no broke niggas no no
I want the type of nigga who know how to ball out.

[Verse 3: Nelly]
My money long my money strong bitch I'm booked to paid
I'm throwing shots back like it's k-k-kool aid...
I got them co coo shades
Them shit is crazy dawg
I got you niggas feeling nothing just let it pause
Play your paw know your role
That mustang cool painted olympic gold
I cal her elenor you know that she'll be rips
I'm gone in 60 ticks
T-t-t-t-ticks
Before my deal I cut by 60 chicks
Acrobactics got my money turning 60 flips
Old school id be on that 60s shit
My nigga gone forever and t.i.p is 60s rip.

[Chorus: Sophie Green]
I don't want no broke niggas no no
I don't want no broke niggas no no
If you ain't got no money then you can't do nothing for me
If you ain't got no money then you can't do nothing for me
In vegas l.a. and miami oh yea I like shoppin
If you can handle all of that then we can get it poppin
Cause I don't want no broke niggas no no
I want the type of nigga who know how to ball out.

When you're Lookin' for a song , Just Type the song name with Singer/band. if you are lookin for lyrics , then add with it "lyrics" . if download, then add "mediafire" / "Beemp3" / "emp3"/"mp3". You Must find your desired song. Thanks.

Print this Lyrics

B.o.B Ft. Young Jeezy & T.I. – Strange Clouds Remix Lyrics

Top Search on this Song: B.o.B Ft. Young Jeezy & T.I. – Strange Clouds Remix ,B.o.B Ft. Young Jeezy & T.I. – Strange Clouds Remix lyrics,B.o.B Ft. Young Jeezy & T.I. – Strange Clouds Remix beemp3,B.o.B Ft. Young Jeezy & T.I. – Strange Clouds Remix mediafire mp3,B.o.B Ft. Young Jeezy & T.I. – Strange Clouds Remix zippy,B.o.B Ft. Young Jeezy & T.I. – Strange Clouds Remix youtube

Song Title: Strange Clouds Remix
Singer/Band: B.o.B Ft. Young Jeezy & T.I.



Lyrics to B.o.B Ft. Young Jeezy & T.I. – Strange Clouds Remix




[Verse 1 : Young Jeezy]
I’ve been drinking so much, my b!tch said you’re an alcoholic
Everytime I find something I’m good, b!tch you gotta spoil it
She said boy you need some help, damn right, you got it bad
I said b!tch, we’ll see the next time that I buy your ass a bag
Yeah, ?, last time he seen a brick
What the f-ck he rapping about
Last time he had a hit?
In the pack I got his loud like?
Who the f-ck you talking to
All that yelling, all that screaming
What the f-ck you bout to do?
I don’t do the lean, but whats up with them double cups
I say put vodka in both them muthaf-ckas, double up
I’m so high up in the clouds, I hope I make it home
I’m so f-cked up in the booth right now, I hope I make this song

[Hook x2]
All we do is pour it up
All night, drinks out
(That’s how we do it)
(That’s how we do it)
And all we do is light it up
All night, all you see is strange clouds
strange clouds, strange clouds

[Verse 2 : B.o.B]
On a private jet, left to right
I be coast to coasting
Eh, I don’t get throwed I just twist up and get roller coasting
Eh, I’m gone, grandaddy, purp cologne, nigga, stop
So high I live in the sky, Leroy Jessie drone, nigga
Okay, if I ball, they dodge balling: elementary
I be smoking that old bun, that oval office, that presidency
She pop, her knees drop, cause these bottles are complimentary
All night we making history, paparazzi be documenting my clique
You sideline I’m headline, at the top
Take home the gold, then hit the boat, I’m Mike Phelps
Raise out, with the prize belt, Olympic ganja, damn right
I’m 12.30, I’m Google baby, all day, all night

[Hook x2]
All we do is pour it up
All night, drinks out
(That’s how we do it)
(That’s how we do it)
And all we do is light it up
All night, all you see is strange clouds
strange clouds, strange clouds

[Verse 3 : T.I]
Every time you see ‘em, shawty going in
Go to jail, get back, here we go again
Back of that black Benz, getting to that dough again
Million, Grand Hustle real nigga, no pretend
Bank roll, can’t fold, dough to the ceiling
And the legend where we living, bankhead brilliant
Ghetto boujie, with b!tches with ghetto booty
Lets go cutie swagga so art deco
I act Prada, Margiela, Louie
Blowing sticky icky
Get her gooey ooey
She said she want licky licky
You don’t know me do we
Eh truly, temper’s just the coolest
Thought you knew this
Guess the proof is in how long a nigga do it
Ba-ba-bowww!

[Hook x2]
All we do is pour it up
All night, drinks out
(That’s how we do it)
(That’s how we do it)
And all we do is light it up
All night, all you see is strange clouds
strange clouds, strange clouds....

Here is a little tips ! :-)

When you're Lookin' for a song , Just Type the song name with Singer/band. if you are lookin for lyrics , then add with it "lyrics" . if download, then add "mediafire" / "Beemp3" / "emp3"/"mp3". You Must find your desired song. Thanks.

Print this Lyrics

T.I feat. Young Dro & Trey Songz - Strip Lyrics

Top Search for this Song: T.I ,T.I feat. Young Dro & Trey Songz - Strip lyrics,T.I feat. Young Dro & Trey Songz - Strip blogspot lyrics,T.I feat. Young Dro & Trey Songz - Strip mediafire mp3,T.I feat. Young Dro & Trey Songz - Strip zippy,T.I feat. Young Dro & Trey Songz - Strip emp3,T.I feat. Young Dro & Trey Songz - Strip beemp3

Song Title: Strip
Singer/Band: T.I feat. Young Dro & Trey Songz
Album: No Mercy (2010)


Lyrics to T.I feat. Young Dro & Trey Songz - Strip



Unnn hunnn
Come hereeee

[Trey Songz - Chorus]
After the club...strip
When I get you home... strip
We on that grown shit baby hop up on this
You ain't neva meet guy like me
And when the valet pull up shorty ride with me..
And Imma take your clothes all off (strip) take your clothes all off (strip) clothes off (strip) clothes off clothes all off (strip) Imma take your clothes all off (strip) take your clothes all off take your clothes (strip) your clothes clothes all off

[T.I.]
Ayee we can buy the whole bar but when the club close off we Immediately rode off..to the old loft
You know what I told yall we pull up your clothes off pussy fill the whole house they trippin drop them hoes off...and no panty no bra no shoes no socks see how good your toes are the going good so far...they driping striping going in drinking striping rolling pussy with it old shit spray trey say put your nose in...first round going down pop another go again panty to the floor again fuck her till she soar again pimpin in motion I'm sexing no emotion I don't love err one of you I fuck who's ever closest....we be on the grown shit that ganster alcopone shit you know what you gonna get... strong back long dick you say no that's the wrong shit that wont get you home with us you hear this song bit know if its us you going home with

[Trey Songz - Chorus]
After the club...strip
When I get you home... strip
We on that grown shit baby hop up on this
You ain't neva meet guy like me
And when the valet pull up shorty ride with me..
And Imma take your clothes all off (strip) take your clothes all off (strip) clothes off (strip) clothes off clothes all off (strip) Imma take your clothes all off (strip) take your clothes all off take your clothes (strip) your clothes clothes all off .....

[Young Dro]
Aaayye look aye check this
Ayee shortys pocket fat rodger that beside your coat beside your hat parda bag shorty bad ATL model ass Dro soon as she proceed to strip I'm on top of that doogy style splash arch your bac oo gurl holla bac we up (up) in the club aint to much that we can do in here but pop a couple bottles and see who I wanna screw in here I'm ryan bently cope tonight I cant be number 2 in here... your gurl was on that red bull I think that boy a fool in here..bubble gum game tell that chick I want some tru in here if all these brods strip in here I might just find my boo in here.. Imma leave from the club show up at the house pig gonna say shorty realier than a mouth Imma show her what I'm about when I push her head south tell ha go head blow a nigga out... I'm showing out watching my behavior I got flavor.. these skills I have I'm always waiting on my neighbor and every time I see them hoes I shock them like a taser and when I leave this club only dick is what I gave her

[Trey Songz - Chorus]
After the club...strip
When I get you home... strip
We on that grown shit baby hop up on this
You ain't neva meet guy like me
And when the valet pull up shorty ride with me..
And Imma take your clothes all off (strip) take your clothes all off (strip) clothes off (strip) clothes off clothes all off (strip) Imma take your clothes all off (strip) take your clothes all off take your clothes (strip) your clothes clothes all off ....

Unn hunn..........come hereee
Unn hunn..........come hereee

After the club...strip
When I get you home... strip
We on that grown shit baby hop up on this
You ain't neva meet guy like me
And when the valet pull up shorty ride with me..
And Imma take your clothes all off (strip) take your clothes all off (strip) clothes off (strip) clothes off clothes all off (strip) Imma take your clothes all off (strip) take your clothes all off take your clothes (strip) your clothes clothes all off....

Here is a little tips ! :-)

When you're Lookin' for a song , Just Type the song name with Singer/band. if you are lookin for lyrics , then add with it "lyrics" . if download, then add "mediafire" / "Beemp3" / "emp3"/"mp3". You Must find your desired song. Thanks.

Print this Lyrics

T.I. Ft. Young Jeezy – Fuck Da City Up Lyrics

Top Search on this Song: T.I. Ft. Young Jeezy – Fuck Da City Up ,T.I. Ft. Young Jeezy – Fuck Da City Up lyrics,T.I. Ft. Young Jeezy – Fuck Da City Up mediafire mp3,T.I. Ft. Young Jeezy – Fuck Da City Up zippy,T.I. Ft. Young Jeezy – Fuck Da City Up youtube,T.I. Ft. Young Jeezy – Fuck Da City Up blogspot lyrics,T.I. ,Young Jeezy, Fuck Da City Up blogspot mp3

Song Title: Fuck Da City Up
Singer/Band: T.I. Ft. Young Jeezy



Lyrics to T.I. Ft. Young Jeezy – Fuck Da City Up




[hook]
this for my niggas on the block dodging one time
grinding hard, burning up at least one nine
put ya middle fingers in the air one time
ride wit me, f-ck da city up one time
f-ck the city up
f-ck the city up
f-ck the city up
fuck the city up one time
f-ck the city up
f-ck the city up
f-ck the city up
f-ck the city up one time

[verse 1: t.i.]
fresh out the bed getting head in a range rove
all about that bread, rubberbands on my bankroll
bankhead, simpson road this atlanta b!tch
so fly, so gangsta but it’s glamorous
we living out your fantasies, suckas can’t handle this
they know we run the city shawty it’s unanimous
shout it out ? k-9, forty-four
k, quarter, half, whole thang nigga like the old days?
hey, dope boy trap nigga swag
hundred karat chain, quarter mil in the bag
i’m no longer poppin’ tags i just let ‘em hang
sucka nigga doing bad i just do my thang
and i ain’t frontin’, straight by the book-g code
bad b!tch, a flat stomach, fat booty, deep throat
twenty grand in my pants, fifty in my peacoat
jeezy f-ckin’ wit me and we f-ckin’ up the city ho

[hook]
this for my niggas on the block dodging one time
grinding hard, burning up at least one nine
put ya middle fingers in the air one time
ride wit me, f-ck da city up one time
f-ck the city up
f-ck the city up
f-ck the city up
fuck the city up one time
f-ck the city up
f-ck the city up
f-ck the city up
fuck the city up one time

[verse 2: young jeezy]
i seen jizzle in traffic with his top off
so much louie shit it looking like it knock off
violation, that’ll get ya ass knocked off
texas pete nigga get ya ass hot sauce
ever see me in the club with my shades off
it was a cool contest i guess the shades lost
28-5 yeah that’s my cost
b!tch my closet so big i swear i got lost
what? yeah i think i’m gon’ need a map
we throw them birdies in the pool make ‘em swim a lap
whip it counterclockwise, that’s the backstroke
b!tch my chain so big look like my back broke
yeah we ’bout to f-ck the city up, go broke
b!tch i’m balling so hard i need the whole court
six spots in one night they call it club hopping
that new ? jizzle shit it got the club rocking

[hook]
this for my niggas on the block dodging one time
grinding hard, burning up at least one nine
put ya middle fingers in the air one time
ride wit me, f-ck da city up one time
f-ck the city up
f-ck the city up
f-ck the city up
fuck the city up one time
f-ck the city up
f-ck the city up
f-ck the city up
fuck the city up one time

[verse 3: t.i. & young jeezy]
[t.i.]
i’m talkin’ a-town shit, ex lean pound bit
chopper, fifty round clip
keep it with me, i ‘on’t slip
anyone around tip bout that drama boy i promise
got a o of presidential, b!tch i’m blowin’ that obama !

[young jeezy]
yeah i’m talkin’ plenty choppers, scopes on the a-r
you know how i do it, forgiatos on the car
when i came up out the womb all i wanna be a star
hope the feds don’t stop me, life sentence in the car

[t.i.]
hey boy we spittin, reminiscin’ bout when we was in the kitchen
representin’, niggas payin’ b!tches need to pay attention
and we on for the city freaks, this a-t-l
do it for my nigga big meech and b.m.f. nigga

[young jeezy]
nigga, all i blow is strong b!tch i’m straight for the week
order 5000 dollars, threw it all on the freaks
order twenty-five bricks, i put em all on the streets
b!tch it’s shaketown and we turnt up while you sleep !

[hook]
this for my niggas on the block dodging one time
grinding hard, burning up at least one nine
put ya middle fingers in the air one time
ride wit me, f-ck da city up one time
f-ck the city up
f-ck the city up
f-ck the city up
fuck the city up one time
f-ck the city up
f-ck the city up
f-ck the city up
fuck the city up one time...!

Here is a little tips ! :-)

When you're Lookin' for a song , Just Type the song name with Singer/band. if you are lookin for lyrics , then add with it "lyrics" . if download, then add "mediafire" / "Beemp3" / "emp3"/"mp3". You Must find your desired song. Thanks.

Print this Lyrics

T-Pain feat. Young Jeezy - Reverse Cowgirl Lyrics

Top Search on this Song: T-Pain feat. Young Jeezy - Reverse Cowgirl ,T-Pain feat. Young Jeezy - Reverse Cowgirl lyrics,T-Pain feat. Young Jeezy - Reverse Cowgirl blogspot lyrics,T-Pain feat. Young Jeezy - Reverse Cowgirl mediafire mp3,T-Pain feat. Young Jeezy - Reverse Cowgirl zippyshare,T-Pain feat. Young Jeezy - Reverse Cowgirl mp3 download

Song Title: Reverse Cowgirl
Singer/Band: T-Pain feat. Young Jeezy



Lyrics to T-Pain feat. Young Jeezy - Reverse Cowgirl



Welcome to my rodeo
Hold on to me
Baby Imma take it slow
How you ride is the key

We gonna go left, right, front, back
That just ain't enough
I can take you everywhere
All around the world
I like how you do it
Just put it in reverse cowgirl
Get it up get it up
Pump it up girl
Set it up set it up
I like how you do it
Just put it in reverse cowgirl
Get it up get it up
Pump it up girl
Set it up set it up
I like how you do it do it do it

Just put your hands in the air
Wave em round and go
Ewwww...Haaa Eee...ahhh !
Put your hands in the air
Wave em round and go
Ewwww...Haaa Eee...ahhh !
Girl

Baby let me rope you up
Tie you down
Do it right
No matter how hard you buck
Gonna get wild all night

We gonna go left, right, front, back
That just ain't enough
I can take you everywhere
All around the world
I like how you do it
Just put it in reverse cowgirl
Get it up get it up
Pump it up girl
Set it up set it up
I like how you do it
Just put it in reverse cowgirl
Get it up get it up
Pump it up girl
Set it up set it up
I like how you do it do it do it...

Just put your hands in the air
Wave em round and go
Ewwww...Haaa Eee...ahhh
Put your hands in the air
Wave em round and go
Ewwww...Haaa Eee...ahhh !

[Young Jeezy:]
Girl you lookin like a nine
Where I'm from that's a neener
If she got that trunk space
Remind me of my Beemer
Yeah right, that 760 that not that 745
Like the way you back it up
Even might to let ya try
Get jail no bail
Worried because I'm high risk
I'm the type to ride and listen to his own shit
Like the way I write the track
I'm tryin to pull the tracks out
I'm gonna be a chiropractor
I'm bout to check her back out
Told em like the Feds
Take a picture I don't give a fuck nah
We can do it anywhere
Even in my Caddy truck
Yeah you know she thoroughbred
Me I gets that thoroughbred
Girls just say shes so smart
That's why I call her thorough head

Just put it in reverse cowgirl
Get it up get it up
Pump it up girl
Set it up set it up
I like how you do it
Just put it in reverse cowgirl
Get it up get it up
Pump it up girl
Set it up set it up
I like how you do it do it do it....

Just put your hands in the air
Wave em round and go
Ewwww...Haaa Eee...ahhh !
Put your hands in the air
Wave em round and go
Ewwww...Haaa Eee...ahhh !
Girl

Get it up get it up
Set it up set it up
Get it up get it up
Set it up set it up !

Here is a little tips ! :-)

When you're Lookin' for a song , Just Type the song name with Singer/band. if you are lookin for lyrics , then add with it "lyrics" . if download, then add "mediafire" / "Beemp3" / "emp3"/"mp3". You Must find your desired song. Thanks.

Print this Lyrics

Young Jeezy Ft. Snoop Dogg – Higher Learning Lyrics

Top Search on this Song: Young Jeezy Ft. Snoop Dogg – Higher Learning ,Young Jeezy Ft. Snoop Dogg – Higher Learning lyrics,Young Jeezy Ft. Snoop Dogg – Higher Learning emp3,Young Jeezy Ft. Snoop Dogg – Higher Learning beemp3,Young Jeezy Ft. Snoop Dogg – Higher Learning zippy lyrics,Young Jeezy Ft. Snoop Dogg – Higher Learning mediafire mp3,Young Jeezy Ft. Snoop Dogg , Higher Learning

Song Title: Higher Learning
Singer/Band: Young Jeezy Ft. Snoop Dogg



Lyrics to Young Jeezy Ft. Snoop Dogg – Higher Learning



i need some weed now
somebody call the weed man
i’m tryna get high

[young jeezy]
woke up in the fits, damn sun in my face
racks on my jeans, gun still on my waist
and i ain’t leaving shit in my cup, that’s such a waste
you know i’m sipping on that straight like that “oh, what a a taste!”
tip the valet 100 dollars to stunt
pulled up in that mean machine, leave it up front
this passed out thing beside me, i barely know her
but you can just imagine the shit i’m ’bout to show her
snow way, them streets too cold
expectations out of this world, i’m thinking solar
that’s why i do it for that kalamazoo
and then nola, cause that’s what happens
when you learn to mix it with that soda..!

[hook x2]
i need some weed now
somebody call the weed man
i’m tryna get high

[snoop dogg]
i wake up just to bake up, get my cake up and rise up
motivating factors that i’m liver than most
i boast and bang, pour some pain in that thing
put some purple rain on your brain, unravel the flame
maintain my fame, get you new pictures
just to put in your frame
we in the hood blowing kush with the game

foot in the cane, walking just like i’m an indian chief
with no beef, real brief, with a wreath
you may think it’s a leaf!
with the residue stuck deep down in your teeth
when you smoking with the dogg, shit, you might not eat!
it’s ok, cause we lay, in the cut, on the hill, on the dip
with a fit on crip, don’t trip

[hook x2]
i need some weed now
somebody call the weed man
i’m tryna get high !

[devin the dude]
the coffee that i had, it was good to the last drop
but now i’m fresh out and you know it don’t… stop
so please man, somebody call the weed man
i’d call mine, but he’s been low on herb even
i’m fiending, daydreaming of the times when i had
much mota, many different kinds in the bag
i fell hard for the funk, i can’t fake the love
i smoke dro, good reggie, smoke shake to nugs
if it’s weed, then i’m with it...!
you got a paper? then twist it? got a bowl? fill it?
got a blunt?
let me split it down the gut
but shit for what? cause ain’t no green on the scene
man, what the f-ck?

[hook x2]
i need some weed now
somebody call the weed man
i’m tryna get high !

Hey baby !

Here is a little tips ! :-)

When you're Lookin' for a song , Just Type the song name with Singer/band. if you are lookin for lyrics , then add with it "lyrics" . if download, then add "mediafire" / "Beemp3" / "emp3"/"mp3". You Must find your desired song. Thanks.

Print this Lyrics

Yung Joc - Goin' Down Lyrics

Top Search on this Song: Young Joc - Goin' Down ,Young Joc - Goin' Down lyrics,Young Joc - Goin' Down emp3,Young Joc - Goin' Down beemp3,Young Joc - Goin' Down zippy,Young Joc - Goin' Down blogspot lyrics

Song Title: Goin' Down
Singer/Band: Young Joc



Lyrics to Young Joc - Goin' Down



[Lil Boi]
This a nitty beat (boing)

[Nitty]
Here we go again
Ghettoville U.S.A. (uh Oh)
You know I got by the name nitty right (uh huh)
I gotta introduce you to another motherfucker out my squad right (who dis nigga mane)
Dis nigga go by the name of Joc (Joc?)
He resides in College Park (College Park cp)
But for right now what we gotta do for y'all (what we gonna do)
We gotta give y'all a hit (huh) !

[Verse 1]
Niggaz in my face
Damn near er' day
Asking a million questions like
Joc where ya stay
Tell 'em College Park
Where they chop cars
Eat 20 grand spend a grand at the bar
Jest bought a zone jays on my feet
I'm on that patron so get like me
69 cutlass wit the bucket seats
Beat in my trunk bought it just for the freaks
Catch me in the hood posted at the sto
Pistol in my lap on the phone counting dough
If a girl choose let her do her thang
Just like her mama nice ass, nice brain
Er'body love me I'm so fly
Niggaz throw the deuces er'time I ride by
I know ya wonder why
I'm so cool
Don't ask me just do what cha do (ok)

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Meet me in the trap its going down
Meet me in the mall its going down
Meet me in the club its going down
Any where ya meet me guaranteed to go down...

[verse 2]
Verse numba 2 do the damn thang
Cubes on my neck pockets full of ben frank
When I'm in the mall hoes just pause
I pop a few tags give me that on the wall
Time to flip the work make the block bump
Boys from the hood call me black Donald Trump
Dope Boy Magic seven days a week
Numba one record long as nitty on the beat
Oh I thank they like me betta yet I know
Lights camera action when I walk through the door
Niggaz know my crew we certified stars
Valet in the front 'bout 35 cars
Bitches in the back
Black beamer coups
Girls like girls time to recruit
If ya got a problem say it to my face
We can knuckle up any time any place...

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Time to set it off let these nigga know
Have ya every seen a Chevy wit the butterfly doors?
I ride real slow no need to speed
Gotta make sure ya see the buckets on my feet
Feds on my trail but they don't thank I know
I keep my hands clean cuz I never touch dope
Every time I see 'em look 'em in the eye
Ask 'em how I know its me surprise!
Put it in the air rep where ya stay
Take a step back blow the kush in they face
Stunting is a habit let 'em see the karats
I'ma make it rain nigga I ain't scared to share it....

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Yung Joc...
Nitty strikes again
This a Nitty beat
Playmaker
So So Def motherfucker !

Here is a little tips ! :-)

When you're gonna google a song , Just Type the song name with Singer/band, then add with it "lyrics" if you are lookin for lyrics . if download, then add "mediafire" / "Beemp3" / "emp3"/"mp3". You Must find your desired song. Thanks.

Print this Lyrics

Bubba Sparxxx feat. Ying Yang Twins - Ms New Booty Lyrics

sTop Search on this Song: Bubba Sparxxx - Ms New Booty ,Bubba Sparxxx - Ms New Booty lyrics,Bubba Sparxxx - Ms New Booty emp3,Bubba Sparxxx - Ms New Booty beemp3,Bubba Sparxxx - Ms New Booty zippy,Bubba Sparxxx - Ms New Booty mediafire mp3,Bubba Sparxxx - Ms New Booty blogspot lyrics

Song Title: Ms New Booty
Singer/Band: Bubba Sparxxx feat. Ying Yang Twins



Lyrics to Bubba Sparxxx feat. Ying Yang Twins - Ms New Booty




[Chorus (Ying Yang Twins)]
Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere [3x]
Rockin' everywhere [2x]

[Bubba Sparxxx]
I found you MS NEW BOOTY
Get it together and bring it back to me
Hit the playas club for about month or 2
Put his hand on it then see what he do [2x]

Get it ripe, get it right, get it tight [4x]

[1st verse (Bubba Sparxxx)]
Girl I don't need you, but chu need me
Take it off, let if flop, shake it freely
And I don't tell stories, I let em tell theyself
And you aint gotta sell sex, girl, it sells itself, Like nothing else
Yeah I'm a country boy, but that big city bottom fill me up with joy
Aint life grand (life's grand) livin up daddy
Here go da whisper song, baby this is us ready?
Put it on me enthusiastically, what ever it is that chu do, you do it admirably
And I aint choose it, that thang chose me
Its bubba and ying yang, all the way in this thang
YO!

[Chorus (Ying Yang Twins)]
Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere [3x]
Rockin' everywhere [2x]

[Bubba Sparxxx]
I found you MS NEW BOOTY
Get it together and bring it back to me
Hit the playas club for about month or 2
Put his hand on it then see what he do [2x]

Get it ripe, get it right, get it tight [4x]

[2nd Verse]
Quarter to twelve and we just getting in
Bubba gonna make ya spark wit da Ying Yang Twins
Sippin on patron, blong blong blong
Shawdy in a thong, whom whom whom
Ass get da jiggling, MOTHER FUCKING WIGGLYING !
Get that thang shakin, like she frost bit shivering
Ass be delivering, all type of flashes, cashes
Got these hoes shaking that molasses
SHHHHHH !
Let me whisper in your ear
Get your self together go and buy some new gear
Something with your hair den
Hit da club, shake ya ass and da brothuhz gonna sho some love
Do that move ya did just a minute ago
I guarantee you'll make all da dough
So gon do ya thing baby, work what chu got, to get what chu want
Make that money, don't let it make u

[Chorus (Ying Yang Twins)]
Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere [3x]
Rockin' everywhere.... [2x]

[Bubba Sparxxx]
I found you MS NEW BOOTY
Get it together and bring it back to me
Hit the playas club for about month or 2
Put his hand on it then see what he do [2x]
Get it ripe, get it right, get it tight [4x]

[3rd Verse (Bubba Sparxxx)]
hi there, how are things?
I once was breast man now it seems
Ever since I had the pleasure
of getting you together, your chest is just whatever
I found the buried treasured
Yes ma'am, heres the plan
Meet me over yonder ok- don't play
Ill bring the whip whoop, you bring your cook book
And ima fix that stuff up, everything is good good

[Chorus (Ying Yang Twins)]
Booty, booty, booty, booty, rockin' everywhere [3x]
Rockin' everywhere [2x]

[Bubba Sparxxx]
I found you MS NEW BOOTY
Get it together and bring it back to me
Hit the playas club for about month or 2
Put his hand on it then see what he do [2x]

Get it ripe, get it right, get it tight !!! [4x]

Here is a little tips ! :-)

When you're Lookin' for a song , Just Type the song name with Singer/band. if you are lookin for lyrics , then add with it "lyrics" . if download, then add "mediafire" / "Beemp3" / "emp3"/"mp3". You Must find your desired song. Thanks.

Print this Lyrics

Young Dro Ft. T.I - Shoulder Lean Lyrics

Top Search on this Song: Young Dro - Shoulder Lean ,Young Dro - Shoulder Lean lyrics,Young Dro - Shoulder Lean blogspot lyrics,Young Dro - Shoulder Lean emp3,Young Dro - Shoulder Lean beemp3,Young Dro - Shoulder Lean mediafire mp3,Young Dro - Shoulder Lean zippy,Young Dro - Shoulder Lean youtube

Song Title: Shoulder Lean
Singer/Band: Young Dro Ft. T.I



Lyrics to Young Dro Ft. T.I - Shoulder Lean




[Chorus: T.I. - 2X]
Let me see you bounce right to left and let your shoulder lean
Let your shoulder lean, just let your shoulder lean
Ay, get it right, two step and let your shoulder lean, let your shoulder lean
Just let your shoulder lean

[Verse 1]
Dro...I'm clean in this bitch
Now I'm finna shoulder lean in this bitch
Nigga buck..carbon 15 in this bitch
This Grand Hustle team of kings is gettin' rich
I lean and get lit, lima bean 6
I take breath, the opposite of Primatine Mist
I ride 26 and let my 9 screen "flip"
Dro be watchin' Oprah, Mac, 9 up in a clip
Triple black Phantom nigga nah it ain't Tip
With Lucky charm diamonds and man but nah it ain't Flip
K bounce..ok then I let my shoulder lean
And I bet my car talk, and I bet my motor clean
Suicide doors, Brown Rover look like pok n bean
Erybody know me in the club cuz they smokin' me..Dro
Hoes scopin' me, ice come from Bo Bareeton
Hundred carats have 'em froze for an eon
Red, black, and white Chevy now I'm ridin' Deion
Put them lights off in my rims, now I'm ridin' neon
Our cars look like cra-yon, hoes know I'm the man though
I can shoulder lean... ionno how to dance thooooo...!

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
First I let my wheels spin, then I let my screen fall
Then I let my trunk beat at Greenbriar Mall, tall
And then I pimp a hoe, take a bitch to Berlin
Bitch break niggaz, after that we fuck they girlfriend
My girl got a girlfriend, Chevy blue like whirlwind
Nigga it's a drought on that boy, so I got that girl in
Pearl Bent', cockin' hammer, Arm & Hammer propaganda
Bitches think I'm pimpin' and leanin' in salamander sandels
Dirty South hot cuz Atlanta.. show niggaz with ammo
We ride Phantom, holla shawty for grammar
Yep, now I be on TV, BET, out the channel
Hood nigga from Bankhead, I stay by Grandma Nana
I lay by my banana, dumpin' and punkin' monkeys
Don't nobody live with my mom but a bunch of junkies
Throw me the donkey, bitch I ride glaze on the haze
Gator green Chevy, gator gut, alligator J's...

[Chorus]

[8X]
Lean, lean

Get ya shoulder shawty

[Chorus]

Here is a little tips ! :-)

When you're Lookin' for a song , Just Type the song name with Singer/band. if you are lookin for lyrics , then add with it "lyrics" . if download, then add "mediafire" / "Beemp3" / "emp3"/"mp3". You Must find your desired song. Thanks.

Print this Lyrics

Yung Joc - I Know You See It Lyrics

Top Search on this Song: Yung Joc - I Know You See It ,Yung Joc - I Know You See It lyrics,Yung Joc - I Know You See It emp3,Yung Joc - I Know You See It beep3,Yung Joc - I Know You See It mediafire mp3,Yung Joc - I Know You See It youtube,Yung Joc - I Know You See It zippy

Song Title: I Know You See It
Singer/Band: Yung Joc



Lyrics to Yung Joc - I Know You See It



Inny meeny minny (minny) mo (mo)
How many bitches from the club won't go
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it
I'm like inny meeny minny mo (mo)
How many niggas in the club won't go
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)

Now you can call me tipdrill (drill), playing my song (song)
Throw a couple ones, then she throw away her thong (thong)
When she bust it open, take a picture with my phone (with my phone)
She love my cologne, I call it perk body zone (body zone)
Now she pussy poppin', it's goin' down (it's goin' down)
Slap the waitress on the booty, tell her "get another round" (another round)
And when I make it rain, money all over the ground (the ground)
Fresh force ones, Sean John button down (button down)
And then I'm like "oh (oh) boy (boy), a clique fulla stars (stars)"
Big four fifth, big dick, and big cars
At the end of the day, when it's all said and done (done)
I need four freaks 'cause I need more than one (one)

[Chorus:]
Inny meeny minny (minny) mo (mo)
How many bitches from the club won't go
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)
I'm like bim (bim) bam (bam), I know you want some (some)
She chewing on the dick like a piece of bubble yum
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (see it)

I'm like inny meeny minny mo
How many niggas in the club won't go
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)
I'm like bim bam (bam), I know you want some (some)
You chewing on the pussy like a piece of bubble yum
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)

I ain't never been the type to show off in the club (club)
Real laid back poppin' plenty bottles of (of)
Bub, don't smoke but I got much perk (perk)
Get that nigga real high, make him slurp it then burp (hey)
Could you be a groupie? I hear you singin' my song (song)
Like I see you, lemme feel your tongue (lemme feel your tongue)
It's T, miss B nigga, let me get you laced (laced)
Take a step back, blow the pussy in ya face
I ain't talking cush nigga, I'm talking a rat race
So many to choose from, give 'em all a little taste
Gotta house fulla pussy, the madam of hip hop
My bitches are superstars, so gushy you need a mop
Yeah !

[Chorus:]
Inny meeny minny mo (mo)
How many bitches from the club won't go
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it
I'm like bim (bim ) bam (bam), I know you want some (some)
She chewing on the dick like a piece of bubble yum
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it (see it)

I'm like inny meeny minny (minny) mo (mo)
How many niggas in the club won't go
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)
I'm like bim (bim) bam (bam), I know you want some (some)
You chewing on the pussy like a piece of bubble yum
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)

I got stacks on deck, snowflakes on my neck
New J's on my feet, make my outfit complete
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it
I got stacks on deck, niggas love my flow
Got a Mohawk blowin', air forces that glow
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it...

Inny meeny minny (minny) mo (mo)
How many bitches from the club won't go
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it
I'm like bim (bim) bam (bam), I know you want some (some)
She chewing on the dick like a piece of bubble yum
I know you see it (see it), I know you see it (see it)

I'm like inny (inny) meeny (meeny) mo (mo)
How many niggas in the club won't go
I know you see it (I know you see it), I know you see it (I know you see it)

Here is a little tips ! :-)

When you're Lookin' for a song , Just Type the song name with Singer/band. if you are lookin for lyrics , then add with it "lyrics" . if download, then add "mediafire" / "Beemp3" / "emp3"/"mp3". You Must find your desired song. Thanks.

Print this Lyrics

Young Jeezy - Soul Survivor Lyrics

Top Search on this Song: Young Jeezy - Soul Survivor ,Young Jeezy - Soul Survivor lyrics,Young Jeezy - Soul Survivor beemp3,Young Jeezy - Soul Survivor emp3,Young Jeezy - Soul Survivor mediafire mp3,Young Jeezy - Soul Survivor zippy,Young Jeezy - Soul Survivor youtube

Song Title: Soul Survivor
Singer/Band: Young Jeezy


Lyrics to Young Jeezy - Soul Survivor




Convict
Akon and Young Jeezy
Tryin' to take it easy
Only way to go and so

If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block
With my thang cocked possibly sittin' on a drop, now
'Cause, I'm a rida, yeah
Yea I'ma soul survivor, yeah

'Cause everybody know the game don't stop
Tryin' to make it to the top for your ass get popped now
If you a rida, yeah
Yea I'ma soul survivor, yeah

Tonight night I can't sleep
We livin' in hell, yeah
First they, give us the work
Then they throw us in jail, ayy

Won't trip yeah, I'm trafficin' in the white
Please Lord don't
Let me go to jail tonight, yeah
Who me? I'm a soul survivor

Ask about 'em in the street
The boy Jeez a rida
A hundred grand on my wrist, yeah life sucks
Fuck the club, Dawg
I rather count a million bucks, ayy

If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block
With my thang cocked possibly sittin' on a drop, now
'Cause, I'm a rida, yeah
Yea I'ma soul survivor, yeah

'Cause everybody know the game don't stop
Tryin' to make it to the top for your ass get popped now
If you a rida, yeah
Yea I'ma soul survivor, yeah

Another day, another dolla same block
Same nigga, same part, same green
I guess we got the same dreams, ayy
Or is it the same nightmares

We let the doves do it for us
We don't cry tears, that's right
Real niggaz don't budge
When mail man got his time
He shot birds at the judge, yeah

I'm knee deep in the game
So when it's time to re-up
I'm knee deep in the cane, damn
Real talk, look, I'm tellin' you Mayne

If you get jammed up don't mention my name, no
Forgive me Lord, I know I ain't livin' right
Gotta feed the block
Niggaz starvin', they got appetites, ayy

And this is everyday, it never gets old
Thought I was a juvenile stuck to the G-code
This ain't a rap song, nigga this is my life
And if the hood was a battlefield then I earned stripes, yeah

If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block
With my thang cocked possibly sittin' on a drop, now
'Cause, I'm a rida, yeah
Yea I'ma soul survivor, yeah

'Cause everybody know the game don't stop
Tryin' to make it to the top for your ass get popped now
If you a rida, yeah
Yea I'ma soul survivor, yeah

Gotta watch er' move 'cause them eyes be on you
Gotta drive real cool when them pies be on you
Just because we stack paper and we ball outrageous
Them alphabet boys gotta us under surveillance, ayy

Like animals they lock us in cages
The same nigga that's a star when you put 'em on stages
I ain't cheat, played the hand I was dealt
Tried to tax the grand pearl when I got it myself

Let's get it, no nuts, no glory
My biography, you damn right, the true story, yeah !
Set the city on fire and I didn't even try
Run these streets all day, I can sleep when I die, ayy

'Cause if you lookin' for me you can find me
On the block disobeyin' the law
Real G, thorough bred from the streets
Pants saggin' with my gun in my draws

Just to keep on movin' now
Just to keep on movin' now
Just to keep on movin' now
Just to keep on movin' now, hey !

If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block
With my thang cocked possibly sittin' on a drop, now
'Cause, I'm a rida, yeah !
Yea I'ma soul survivor, yeah !

'Cause everybody know the game don't stop
Tryin' to make it to the top for your ass get popped now
If you a rida, yeah !
Yea I'ma soul survivor, yeah !

If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block
With my thang cocked possibly sittin' on a drop, now
'Cause, I'm a rida, yeah !
Yea I'ma soul survivor, yeah !

'Cause everybody know the game don't stop
Tryin' to make it to the top for your ass get popped now
If you a rida, yeah !
Yea I'ma soul survivor, yeah !

Here is a little tips ! :-)

When you're Lookin' for a song , Just Type the song name with Singer/band. if you are lookin for lyrics , then add with it "lyrics" . if download, then add "mediafire" / "Beemp3" / "emp3"/"mp3". You Must find your desired song. Thanks.

Print this Lyrics

Young Jeezy Ft. R. Kelly - Go Getta Lyrics

Top Search on this Song: Young Jeezy Ft. R. Kelly - Go Getta ,Young Jeezy Ft. R. Kelly - Go Getta lyrics,Young Jeezy Ft. R. Kelly - Go Getta emp3,Young Jeezy Ft. R. Kelly - Go Getta beemp3,Young Jeezy Ft. R. Kelly - Go Getta mediafire mp3,Young Jeezy Ft. R. Kelly - Go Getta emp3,Young Jeezy Ft. R. Kelly - Go Getta mediafire mp3,Young Jeezy Ft. R. Kelly - Go Getta youtube,Young Jeezy Ft. R. Kelly - Go Getta zippy

Song Title: Go Getta
Singer/Band: Young Jeezy Ft. R. Kelly



Lyrics to Young Jeezy Ft. R. Kelly - Go Getta




[Chorus:]
You Know We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea) !!!

[Verse 1: Jeezy]
Enemy of the State, They Call Me Will Smith Gotta Thing On Ma Side U Can Call Dat Jada
The Boys Talking Down Yea We Call Em Hatas I'm Balling Right Now So Well Get Back To Dat Lata
Be The First To Admit Am Alcoholic Only Blow Dat Good Shit Yea Dat Whatchamacallit
Catch Me Posted On Da Block In Something Exotic '07
Yea Da Same Color Hypnotic On The Outside Looking And I Want In My Homie Did The Same Thang And He Got 10
Just Took A Loss Still Trying 2 Win Nd U Trying 2 Get Back So What U Trying To Spend

[Chorus:]
You Know We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)

[Verse 2: Jeezy]
We Live Life On Da Edge Like Theres No Tomorrow They Grind Hard Like Theres No Today
They Do The Same Shit Like Its Yesterday The Game Never Stop So Who's Next To Play?
Against All Odds U Can Place Ur Bets Yea I'm Just Getting Started So I Ain't Done Yet (Naw)
Risk It All You Can Lose Ur Life What Else Can I Say Dats A Hell Of A Price (Dayumm)
I Don't Under Cause I Overstand No Time For Mistakes So I'm Overplaying
I'm In Da Club Like What? 4 5 Wit Me And Ima Stay Thuggin Till Da Feds Come Get Me

[Chorus:]
You Know We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)...

[Verse: R.Kelly]
Hey Hey This Is How We Play When We Roll Up To Da Club High Sitting On 20 Treys
Hop Out Like We Fabulous Top Models Grabbing Us They Love Dem Go Gettas Only In America
Put D On Chicks Like Wallace Turn Em?
Thinking They Can Have All Dis Cant Deny It When U C Da Wheels Spinning
Boy Kells Out Da Coupe In Miami White Linen Chips Big Spending Walk Out Da Club Witha Shitloada Women
Soon As I C One I Like Ima Go Get (Oo) Ima Get It Cause Ima Go Getta

[Chorus:]
You Know We Trap All Day Play All Night Dis Is Da Life Of A Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)
U In Da Club U C A Bad Bitch Point Her Out (Oh) Yea U Damn Right Ima (Ey)
You Damn Right Ima Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Ey) Go Getta (Yea)....

Here is a little tips ! :-)

When you're Lookin' for a song , Just Type the song name with Singer/band. if you are lookin for lyrics , then add with it "lyrics" . if download, then add "mediafire" / "Beemp3" / "emp3"/"mp3". You Must find your desired song. Thanks.

Print this Lyrics

Usher - Love In This Club feat. Young Jeezy Lyrics

sTop Search on this Song: Usher - Love In This Club feat. Young Jeezy ,Usher - Love In This Club feat. Young Jeezy lyrics,Usher - Love In This Club feat. Young Jeezy emp3,Usher - Love In This Club feat. Young Jeezy beemp3,Usher - Love In This Club feat. Young Jeezy lyrics download,Usher - Love In This Club feat. Young Jeezy zippy lyrics,Usher - Love In This Club feat. Young Jeezy youtube download

Song Title: Love In This Club
Singer/Band: Usher feat. Young Jeezy



Lyrics to Usher - Love In This Club feat. Young Jeezy




I gotta do it for the ladies.
And I gotta keep it hood.
Where we at Polo
I see you Ryan
You Keith you was right
We just getting it started.
Yeah man.

You say you're searching for somebody that will take you out and do you right.
Well, come here baby and let daddy show you what it feels like.
You know all you gotta do is tell me what you're sipping on.
And I promise that I'm gonna keep it coming all night long.

[Pre-chorus:]
Looking in your eyes,
While you're on the other side,
(And I think that shorty I gotta thing for you)
You're doing it on purpose, wind it and work it.
I can tell by the way that you're looking at me, girl....

[Chorus:]
I wanna make love in this club.
In this club
In this club
In this club
I wanna make love in this club.
In this club
In this club
In this club....

Listen, if you got some friends rolling with you than baby that's cool.
You can leave them with my niggas, let them know that I got you.
If you didn't know, you're the only thing that's on my mind.
'cause the way I'm staring at you got me wanting to give it to you all night.

[Pre-chorus 2:]
Looking in your eyes,
While you're on the other side,
(I can't take it no more baby I'm coming for you)
You're doing it on purpose, wind it and work it.
If we close our eyes it could just be me and you...

[Chorus x2]

[Young Jeezy]
I'm what you want, I'm what you need.
He got to trap, I'll set you free,
Sexually, mentally, physically, emotionally,
I'll be like your medicine, you'll take every dose of me.
It's going down on isle 3, I'll bag you like some groceries.
And every time you think about it, you're gonna want some more of me.
About to hit the club make a movie yeah rated R.
Pull up like a Trap Star. That's if you had...
Have you ever made love to a thug in the club with his sights on, 87 jeans and a fresh pair of Nike's on.
On the couch, on the table, on the bar, on the floor.
You can meet me in the bathroom, you know I'm trained to go....

Might as well give me a kiss, if we keep touching like this
I know you're scared, baby, they don't know what we're doing.
Let's both get undressed right here, keep it up girl, and, I swear.
I'm gonna give it to you non-stop.
And I don't care, who's watching....

Here is a little tips ! :-)

When you're Lookin' for a song , Just Type the song name with Singer/band. if you are lookin for lyrics , then add with it "lyrics" . if download, then add "mediafire" / "Beemp3" / "emp3"/"mp3". You Must find your desired song. Thanks.

Print this Lyrics