Chris Brown - Sweet Love Lyrics

Sweet Love Lyrics by Chris Brown

Yeah
You ready?
I ain’t think so

Oooh baby let’s get naked
Just so we can make sweet love
All these sensations got me going crazy for you
Inside on top of you
Grinding inside and out of you
Baby I know what to do
Baby I know what to do
So come on baby girl
Let’s just take out clothes off
Just so we can make sweet love

But I want to know her body
Tonight is the night
That I changer her life
Let me control your body
Girl you shy you wanna slow it down
And you start screaming when I go near town
Oh baby tell my why, yeah so
Said it, you know I love it when you take it out
So baby go ahead and take it out tonight

Oooh baby let’s get naked
Just so we can make sweet love
All these sensations got me going crazy for you
Inside on top of you
Grinding inside and out of you
Baby I know what to do
Baby I know what to do
So come on baby girl
Let’s just take out clothes off
Just so we can make sweet love

And as we making sweet love to you baby
Go ahead and take it all
Let’s get naked
Cause you I know love to turn you on
Girl let’s do it to your favorite song, yeah
With the candles lit, better I slow
Baby girl I want for you to roll
Just roll your hips
And just grind on me, grind on me, grind on me
And baby don’t get confused
I’ll do anything you want me to
Just as long as you get crazy
And just as soon as you get naked, naked love

Oooh baby let’s get naked
Just so we can make sweet love
All these sensations got me going crazy for you
Inside on top of you
Grinding inside and out of you
Baby I know what to do
Baby I know what to do
So come on baby girl
Let’s just take out clothes off
Just so we can make sweet love
Sweet love, sweet love

David Banner Ft. Tank - Let Me In Lyrics

Let Me In Lyrics by David Banner Ft. Tank

They say that you don’t pay a prostitute to fuck
You pay that bitch so after she get done fucking to leave
They tell me that i don’t be loving these hoes enough
And i just said that loving from a g ain’t what she needs
I met so many women that it’s on now
Hate to say it, but i think my heart is getting cold now
Basically, i think that me and you should be alone now
I can’t tell you what i wanna do tomorrow for an hour
We’re together i ain’t confucius so don’t be asking bout the future
I just wanna beat it up now, i’m a producer
So let’s just make a song, you can sing along
And we’ll go back and forth like we’re playing ping pong something like that

You know that you got it, i’m coming to get it
You know what i wanna do and i know that you with it
So what you waiting for? Open up the door and let me in, yeah
Will i see you tomorrow? Are you coming here tomorrow?
Oh, shake it
Will you be with me tomorrow yeh

Look baby my daddy died and my granny had a heart attack
And all i wanna do right now is lay you on your fucking back
But you keep asking questions, depressions, oppression
It’s getting harder when you think i’m usher, no confession
It’s coming out my motherfucking mouth
So why don’t you just take your mouth down motherfucking south
Sorry, am i being too hard on you? Oh
Chewing up my battle stars on you?
Listen, tonight i just wanna go hard on you
Tomorrow i can talk about cause we too far from it
Shit, i know it’s getting close to midnight
But every time you say you love it, pushes me to this life

You know that you got it, i’m coming to get it
You know what i wanna do and i know that you with it
So what you waiting for? Open up the door and let me in, yeah
Will i see you tomorrow? Are you coming here tomorrow?
Oh, shake it
Will you be with me tomorrow yeh

I told here, when the club is over let’s get out of here and get more acquainted
I got some bottles in my penthouse she told me now you’re speaking my language
And she got that and she told me that she really looking for a boyfriend
I said that’s cool but while you’re here let’s focus on
How bout you make me tonight
Let me take everything off your mind
So close to

You know that you got it, i’m coming to get it
You know what i wanna do and i know that you with it
So what you waiting for? Open up the door and let me in, yeah
Will i see you tomorrow? Are you coming here tomorrow?
Oh, shake it

Cheryl Cole - Screw You Lyrics

Screw You Lyrics by Cheryl Cole

You know it turns me on
When the beat starts dirty dancing
The way it calls to me
I can almost feel it’s rage

La da da da da Dum Dum

Bass in my face
Put the bass in my face
Put the bass in my face
Put the bass in my face

Can’t believe all the s*** I did for you,
Was so caught up in the love I felt for ya
I was never enough, I never got your love.
I loved you so much but you never gave a f*** so screw you
I can still remember our first date,
Never thought I would scream I hate ya

Silversun Pickups - Bloody Mary (Nerve Endings) Lyrics

Bloody Mary (Nerve Endings) Lyrics by Silversun Pickups

To town you were
And left you with a sound
Of spoilt good-nights
Replacing alibis

How could they never notice
What they planted in your space
See you laughing in our picture
But I know it’s out of frame

I bet he cried
But you made it out alive
And I’m so proud
That you’re in my hands now

If we grew up together
You will find it’s not the same
I wanna jump inside our picture
Show you what you gave

If we stay long enough
We can play with Bloody Mary
Staring into the dark
Activate our nerve endings

If we stay long enough
We can play with Bloody Mary
She’ll chase us though the dark
Activate our nerve endings

If we stay

I’ll never let them get closer
I’ll shower you with any blame
Now we dance in our own picture
Where the rules have changed

If we stay long enough
We can play with Bloody Mary
Staring into the dark
Activate our nerve endings

If we stay long enough
We can play with Bloody Mary
She’ll chase us though the dark
Activate our nerve endings

If we stay

Nicki Minaj Ft. Lil Wayne, Bobby V - Sex In The Lounge Lyrics

Sex In The Lounge Lyrics by Nicki Minaj Ft. Lil Wayne, Bobby V

[verse 1: nicki minaj]
i think i gave him a discrete name, he replied with a street name
pr at the heat game, no ball, repeat game
he addicted to hustle; i’m addicted to fame
though he packin’ that muscle, i’m addicted to brain
i’m addicted to chillin’, make a hell of a killin’
don’t i stunt on these b*tches? man i’m bad as a villain
get the gun, i’ma hunt ‘em; when i’m done, i’m a don ‘em
when we leaving the lounge, i’ma keep it a hundred
it went down, enough said, pull off in that thing, and it’s blush red

[hook: bobby v]
sex in the lounge, girl, i’m gon’ take ya down
i’m gon’ have you screaming, girl, they gonna hear the sound
of our sex in the lounge
i can’t believe this has happened to me, girl
happened to me, girl

[verse 2: bobby v]
so caught up in this girl
shawty, got me hooked right now
keeping true to myself, cause i’m so into her
cause we doing it like nobody’s around
and when we doing it, i can hear her make a sound
shawty was singing like me
had that girl singing, singing like me
she be like, ooh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, oh
she looking at me like she want it
i’m over here
she climbing on top of me
i’ma make her scream, her scream

[hook: bobby v]
sex in the lounge, girl, i’m gon’ take ya down
i’m gon’ have you screaming, girl, they gonna hear the sound
of our sex in the lounge
i can’t believe this has happened to me, girl
happened to me, girl

[verse 3: lil wayne]
sit that pussy on my bottom lip
then after that you know we gotta switch
my house so big that b*tch came with a lobby
we didn’t use a rubber, but i came on her body
i laid her down and kiss her neck and talked dirty to her
like i get that pussy wetter than a dirty sewer
f*ck with me, turn around and bust it open for me
get on that d*ck and get that money, go oprah for me
all you girls don’t like me, cause they know you love me
but if you scared, go to church, it’s open sunday
i-i-i dig, i dig in that pussy, guess what i found
tunechi lee and nicki, sex in the lounge

[hook: bobby v (x2)]
sex in the lounge, girl, i’m gon’ take ya down
i’m gon’ have you screaming, girl, they gonna hear the sound
of our sex in the lounge
i can’t believe this has happened to me, girl
happened to me, girl

Nicki Minaj Ft. Nas, Drake, Young Jeezy - Champion Lyrics

Champion Lyrics by Nicki Minaj Ft. Nas, Drake, Young Jeezy

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
This a celebration, this is levitation
Look at how you winning now?
This to dedication, this is meditation

I-I-I-I was taking trips with Webs that moved ‘Wait
Came back to Queens to hit up a new state
Bitches don’t know the half, like they flunk they math
Bitches ain’t half cut up crack up in the stash
50 Cent Italian, icy flow
This is that Run-and-Get-a-Dollar-for-The-Ice-Cream-Cone
Cause they killed my little cousin Nicholas
But my memories only happy images
This is for the hood, this is for the kids
This is for the single mothers, niggas doing bigs
This one is for Tee-Tee, Tweety, Voila, Sharika
Candace, Temby, Lauren, Iesha

[Hook: Nicki Minaj]
It’s a celebration (For the ghetto)
It’s time, time we… (Ooh, ooh)
They know who we are by now (They know who we are)
Champion, the champions (Champion, champion)

[Verse 2: Drake]
Yeah, okay
We made it to America
I remember when I used to stay with Erica

It’s fucking terrible, it’s got me acting out of character
Young T.O. nigga, either riding range
The Ferarri top down, screaming, “Money ain’t a thang!”
Tell me when I change, girl, but only when I change
Cause I live this shit for real, niggas know me in the game, they know!
Making hits in three acre cribs
Cooking up tryna eat niggas, steak and ribs
I made a couple stars outta basic chicks
Nowadays blow the candles out, don’t even make a wish
Having good times, making good money
Lot of bad bitches, but they good to me
I make them do the splits for a rap
Wish you niggas good luck, tryna get where I’m at
Straight like that

[Hook]
It’s a celebration (For the ghetto)
It’s time, time we… (Ooh, ooh)
They know who we are by now (They know who we are)
Champion, the champions (Champion, champion)

[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]

[Hook]
It’s a celebration (For the ghetto)
It’s time, time we… (Ooh, ooh)
They know who we are by now (They know who we are)
Champion, the champions (Champion, champion)

[Verse 4: Nas]
I saw my first two million dollars, I was 23
I’m barely a man, yet, I had some killers under me
This ain’t rated PG, this rated PJ
Cause that’s where a nigga from murder on replay
My 24th b-day, I’m sailing to Bermuda, you can see me on a yacht
Blasting pop, little not, I ain’t greedy
I’m back to thugging, bitches
Back to making them kiss other bitches
My man sister like me, I don’t fuck my brother sister
I just despise your desire to be different
My ten year old plan is just one year to finish
My list with like this, first thing to souther
The difference in p-ssy, white, Black, Latin and other
Here’s a man who clearly isn’t basic
Loud laughter, while writing my next chapter: Fast Cash Life
Happily ever after
Champions

[Hook]
It’s a celebration (For the ghetto)
It’s time, time we… (Ooh, ooh)
They know who we are by now (They know who we are)
Champion, the champions (Champion, champion)

Nicki Minaj Ft. Cam'ron & Rick Ross - I Am Your Leader Lyrics

I Am Your Leader Lyrics by Nicki Minaj Ft. Cam'ron & Rick Ross

Look sucker, this my gun better
Street fighter bitches, this the up cutter
Nunchucka’, no time to ducka’
Son of the course, cause this is her last suppa’
Play with me, check who came with me
I bought a couple 9′s, plus the k’s with me
I breeze through queens to check some bad bitches
I stunt so hard, assess the damages
Cause this that aw, this is that aw
And yes the party bitches go get the bandages
Young yummy, fuck you got from me
I hate a foney bitch that front that chunk chummy
I’m me top shotta’ drop the top toppa’
Big fat pussy with a icy watch

I am your leader, yes i am your leader
You’re not a believer, suck a big dick

When i fly, it’s one letter and one number
You act hoes could get hot for one summer
After that the queen will still reign here,
I’m center course to these hoes without a reindeer
Saind nick … hey rick, i just got a toy, cost 850
Now i’m in the hood, niggas is getting woodies
Hit the hot topic, nicki minaj hoodie
I’m a prin bitch i’m a prin
Go to harlem, and kick kim
It’s dipset, get your dick wet
Boarded the big jet, and got a big check
Now you tell me, who the fuck is winning
I’m on my … nicki denim, nicki leanin

I am your leader, yes i am your leader
You’re not a believer, suck a big dick

Jealous niggas is gossip, watch me tie up my laces
Bitches be jocking, tell by the look on they faces
8 digits i’m clocking, a lot of gold in my bracelet
7 figures on watches, i told my mama i made it
Made a deal for my project, just give me 10 mill i’m gravy
I went back to the projects, and 2 mill in mercedes
I get hit from your lady, have her bill me later
I’m on school with the hustle, just gave rihanna my pager
Heart break hotel, i’m in the 8 rise suite
Rolls royce wood, i’m talking play off seat
Know that boy busy balling i like to play all week
Monday night with the raw, … with the beat
Power slamming them hammers i get you handle for free
So where the fuck is her manners, she gives brain while i tweet
Dm, in the bm, you cm, you … you love it
Motherfuckers on my dick, suck it

I am your leader, yes i am your leader
You’re not a believer, suck a big dick x 2

See the car is european but god imported from tokyo
Looking like a shark, the nose call it pinocchio
Well off, well f, lv, logo
Middle of july but the wrist on snowfloor
Only do the aspens, y’all got a poking nose
I’m sunny and you must …
Ride the whip, 5 on the hip, live with the pies got 9 for the flip
High with a bitch, she cry for the dick, oh my know why…get
Now i need an aspirin
She said you’re only cam’ron,
Girlfriend you don’t know cam’ron from nowhere
So don’t go tampering, you’re just a nail i hammer
Never girl that’s on my camera
My name you cannot slender, adult girl watch your manners
She run and tell here mama, i think i love her …
Because you say upon my lap,
Nah, i ain’t saying …hope they call me my …
Even do…why would i fight her, don’t even like her

I am your leader, yes i am your leader
You’re not a believer, suck a big dick x 2

Alexandra Burke - Let's Wait A While Lyrics

Let's Wait A While Lyrics by Alexandra Burke

There’s something I want to tell you
There’s something I think that you should know
It’s not that I shouldn’t really love you
Let’s take it slow
When we get to know each other
And we’re both feeling much stronger
Then let’s try to talk it over
Let’s wait awhile longer

Let’s wait awhile
Before it’s too late
Let’s wait awhile
Before we go too far

Remember that special night
When all of the stars were shining bright
We made our first endeavor to stay together
We made our very first promise
To love, to share, and be real honest
But on that very first night
It wasn’t quite right

Let’s wait awhile
Before it’s too late
Let’s wait awhile
Our love will be great
Let’s wait awhile
Before we go too far

I didn’t really know not to let all my feelings show
To save some for later so our love can be greater
You said you would always love me

Remember I said the same thing to you
You don’t have to be frightened with my love
Because, I’ll never give up on you
Let’s wait awhile
Ah well before it’s too late
You know you can’t rush love, love

Let’s wait awhile
(Ooh hoo hoo)
Before it’s too late
(Let’s wait awhile)
Wait awhile
(Our love will be great)
Let’s wait awhile
(Wait awhile, ooh)
Before we go too far, oh, oh, ooh

Let’s wait awhile
(Let’s just take our time)
Before it’s too late
(Let’s wait awhile)
Your love’s so good
(Our love will be great)
We shouldn’t rush in
(Let’s wait awhile)
Slow it down
(Before we go too far)
Ooh

La da lee de da da de de de, da da da da la da
La da lee de da da de de de, da da da da la da da
La da lee de da da de de de

I promise, I’ll be worth the wait

YG Ft. 2Chainz & Nipsey Hussle - Grind Mode Lyrics

Grind Mode Lyrics by YG Ft. 2Chainz & Nipsey Hussle

Murder on the East
Back to the studios and the streets

Chorus:
Grindmode, grindmode, bitch I'm on grindmode
... through my eyes closed
Grindmode, grindmode, bitch I'm on grindmode
Stop taking the...
I do her, I do her
Bitch, I do her, I do her
I said I do her, I do her
Bitch, I do her, I do her
I said I do her, I do her

Uh, a... I'm with the clique, and we're thick like fat bitches
I got the work and the pot, got the work and the pot,
Doing so, match my bitch, call me son....
Then I'm back on the block with the work on my side
Take it from the cops cause a nigger..
... and nigger shot like...
..they can't stand no black-ass bitch
Bitch, I got a fat ass dick, go harm with a bitch like a man...
Put him on the floor like nine eleven...
...than I did, this is how a nigger do
Ass-whole nigger, you have to sound like my...
In the kitchen is the party
In that bitch celebrating, cause we just got out from...

Chorus:
Grindmode, grindmode, bitch I'm on grindmode
... through my eyes closed
Grindmode, grindmode, bitch I'm on grindmode
Stop taking the...
I do her, I do her
Bitch, I do her, I do her
I said I do her, I do her
Bitch, I do her, I do her
I said I do her, I do her

2 Chainz
Ambush...
Got two or three car full of bad bitch
Made that pussy work, yeah, bitch I got to work...
Grindmode, grindmode, count the money blindfold
...I hear that real shit...
..we don't like that face shit
God don't like ugly so you need to get your face lift
I just play greatness, ...twenty acres
Louis V on court side of the...
Please don not mistake this, my partner be the...
We ain't saying shit, we ain't hurting ya
We ain't sorry young nigger know some...
I pay five hundred dollars for my sick
Yeah, I started with...
I ain't trying to... fuck her on the Porsche.

Chorus:
Grindmode, grindmode, bitch I'm on grindmode
... through my eyes closed
Grindmode, grindmode, bitch I'm on grindmode
Stop taking the...
I do her, I do her
Bitch, I do her, I do her
I said I do her, I do her
Bitch, I do her, I do her
I said I do her, I do her

Back to back in these...
B12 is my anxious
Ride around with my pistol cuts, niggers trying to kill 'em
Fuck what niggers be talking about
I got long clips and I chock 'em out
Poker face I won't talk about it
This war shit I'm all about it
Look, these niggers know
On my grind I'm getting dough
Ain't no place I can't afford, about real estate...
No subliminals, I be fucking you...
She look me like a ..she lick me like an envelope
I'm in control, in the game, in my zone, in any states ...
At this rate I'm not getting paid to be a millionaire
Any day more money, more problems but more guns...

Tech N9ne Ft. Sassy - Klusterfuk Lyrics

Klusterfuk Lyrics by Tech N9ne Ft. Sassy

[Intro:]
I was born in November, 8th day 1971st y’all
9 oclock in the morning, a Christian girl in Kansas City gave birth y’all
She taught the kid how to love and give all praises to our maker till the earth fall
Then mama married a Muslim when I was 12 and that transition was the worst y’all
I converted to Islam but every once in awhile I read a Bible verse y’all
How am I to refrain from eatin pork and havin Christmas when I thirst all
All of this it was blended many religions plenty women got my shirt y’all
At home no longer attended when I was 17 I bounced like a nerf ball

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Yeeeeah, spit it big quick
My day, I slay, pie may, trick don’t get a bitch hit (questionable)
I’m mastering it, I’m flyin around with equipment
Really big time and now I’m not fittin this b!tch
I’m ridin around and I’m grittin it
To the people the people that want the evil I’m givin you, that and a couple others a KLUS-TER-FUK
Of a brother which you discover to KRUSH-MUCKS-UP
In the gutter cause I’m a thug and they TOUGH-JUST-STRUCK
On you MUUHF-CKAS I’ll be the BLOOD BROTHA givin you love from the slug if you bug on a nigga
TUG on a trigger no HUGS I’m a kiss her with grunges and plug her with drugs when I give her
D!ck
Fatherly, when I spit on these kiddies don’t bother me
In the brown and red d!ckies, Mahogany
Red all over me like I hit an artery
F-ck all of these, hypocrites, lick a d!ck, Just swallow me
If you follow me and wanted to abolish me
When I’m honestly, a straight oddity
I’m just twisted, non-fictitious, on this wicked, shit spit it big quick
Ready whenever machete will sever the head or be dead up in the lake or in the metal and big thick bricks
Pucker up, suck this nutter butter gutter slut
If you wonder what is uttered this is KLUSTERFUK
Ever seen a nigga with hella followers and they love a nigga so much he be wantin to tell them to kill
HA HA HA HA HAAAA, and they will
So ya better watch that no this ain’t a shock tactic got that bit down to the grill
Heheheheheheheeeeh, way real
I got the shit that get the crowd jumpin
My shit a lotta thumpin silly just like a DRUNKEN MONKEY
Nigga we PUNKIN FLUNKIES
Killa we KRUNK N FUNKY
Uhh… PUMPING CHUNKY
Uhh… BOOTY B!TCHES IN THE BUNK WITH A DONKEY EH!

[Bridge:]
Crazy, I might be way in my psyche laid as a bright p.a
Playin, they wanna fight me, they don’t really like me, they gonna not replay
Yeah I’m good and a little bit of evil
Inside of me, they about equal
Call it a bust, when I’m all in a rut
I’m a Klusterfuk, nigga y’all are just
FECAL
Growin up low enough, musta sucked
PEOPLE
Call me what? call me a Klusterfuk
FECAL
Growin up low enough, musta sucked
PEOPLE
Call me what? call me a Klusterfuk

[Interlude]
Talk about growin up f-cked up, I grew up with a mentally I’ll mother, so it’s no wonder that I’m slightly askew
Her fanatical religious views had me sittin in pews 8 days a week, and because of that me and God didn’t speak for a while
Now I crack a smile when asked my religious preference
I utter a Tech N9ne reference replyin, I’m a KLUSTERFUK
I mixed up all the stuff religion that had to offer, boiled it in my cauldron till the bullshit burned off it
All that was left was love, I can’t say I always rise above the trivial shit in my life cause I don’t
Sometimes my ego won’t allow me to walk away, if you know what I’m saying
I’ve done a lot of drugs, shit, I’ve done a lot of thugs, but in the end
As long as I’m aligned with love, I know I’m livin righteous

[Outro:]
By a landslide my energy
Will kill a man why try mimic me
Cause the fans tied identically
Love it when the fans buy my memories
By a landslide my energy
Will kill a man why try mimic me
Cause the fans tied identically
Love it when the fans buy my memories
By a landslide my energy, (Growin up low enough, musta sucked)
Will kill a man why try mimic me
Cause the fans tied identically, (Call me what? call me a Klusterfuk)
Love it when the fans buy my memories
By a landslide my energy, (Growin up low enough, musta sucked)
Will kill a man why try mimic me
Cause the fans tied identically, (Call me what? call me a Klusterfuk)
Love it when the fans buy my memories.

PJ Morton Ft. Lil Wayne - Lover Lyrics

Lover Lyrics by PJ Morton Ft. Lil Wayne

Young Money

[PJ Morton - Verse 1]
This argument is just gonna keep going on and on
And at this point I don’t even really care who’s right or wrong
I just don’t wanna fight anymore
Even ? we are arguing for
And if you think this is the way to be
I’m sorry this aint gonna work for me

[Chorus]
And I know, I know that no-ones perfect
But whats the purpose if we cant even make it through a day
Without fighting
We can’t even get along I would just rather let it go
Cause you should already know that

[Hook] x3
I’ma lover, I’ma lover, I’ma lover, I’ma Lover
Not a fighter, not a fighter, not a fighter

[PJ Morton - Verse 2]
Don’t even matter what you’re seeing
Right now I just need some time so I can do some thinking
Will this be the end of me and you
Ohh, Ooh,
All I know is that I’m stressed out
Seems like you shot everything, I gave my best shot
Now it may be time for us to throw in the towel
Oh, Ooh

[Chorus] + [Hook]

[Lil Wayne]
It go, I got that gin in my system
Somebody gon’ be my victim
Yeah, don’t fight that love, just bare with me baby like a white n black cub
Girl, love is a must so don’t put up a fuss
I’m hard as steel she wet, make it rust
What you know about it?
And I’m so body
And this thing in my pants, deserve a bull round it
Yeeah, and all we do
Is fuss and fuss and fuss
Dont start hunni
I put that… in it and make you walk funny
Yeah PJ, he’s Young Money
New Orleans in this bitch, don’t start nothing
Won’t be nothing, let me see something
I’ma lover not a fighter but I beat that, beat that….
Yo Tunechi…

[Chorus]

[Hook]

Meek Mill - I’m Rollin Lyrics

I’m Rollin Lyrics by Meek Mill

Ok, I walk up in this bitch fresher than a motherfucker
Pocket full of money and my sneakers got blood on them
And bitches I ain’t got no love for them
Just a bunch of swagger and a lil bit of drugs for them
Hey hater you can pull the plug on them
Cause my neck be like nothing’s like a … on them
Bling bling, pockets on tching tching
You wifing everything you come across, ring king
Damn nigga, you on a ham nigga
I follow your bitch and kick her hard like she’s Pam nigga
Oh that’s your main hoe, what were you saying nigga?
She said she … that you weren’t in her plan nigga
Pockets on bank roll, chain froze
Nigga we don’t even fuck the same hoes
Watching for the … and the plane close
Cause I’m riding with a chopper in a Range Rove
I’m rolling, I’m rolling, I’m rolling, I’m rolling with my nigga top bar, I’m rolling
Bitch I’m rolling, I’m rolling, I’m rolling, I’m rolling with this motherfucking … like a …

Still I walk up in this bitch fresher than a motherfucker
walk up in this bitch fresher than a motherfucker
Pocket full of money and my sneakers got blood on them
And bitches I ain’t got no love for them

White girls, going wild, I murder that pussy now I’m on a trial
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So wet, I need 4 towels, she sucking dick like she got fore mouth
Oho, got … and y’all niggas hating got 4 fouls
Prolly … I prolly… and pull the seat on you niggas you a …
Rats, … on the park, I be going ham nigga I don’t need a …
Ball so hard nigga I don’t need a court
…label erythang nigga I don’t need a horse
I’m swagged out, maxed out,
Bad bitch with me and her ass out
Rack up, rack out, and every time I’m in the building I’ma cash out
I’m rolling, I’m rolling, I’m rolling, I’m rolling with my nigga top bar, I’m rolling
Bitch I’m rolling, I’m rolling, I’m rolling, I’m rolling with this motherfucking … like a …

Still I walk up in this bitch fresher than a motherfucker
walk up in this bitch fresher than a motherfucker
Pocket full of money and my sneakers got blood on them
And bitches I ain’t got no love for them

I got a bitch in the bay, I got a bitch in the A
I got a bitch down in Phillie that do whatever I say
I got a bitch in New York, I got a bitch in …
I got a bitch down in Houston she wanna fuck eryday
And I be rolling, she be rolling
She be fucking with the…really rolling

DJ Khaled Ft. Chris Brown, Rick Ross, Nicki Minaj & Lil Wayne - Take It To The Head Lyrics

Take It To The Head Lyrics by DJ Khaled Ft. Chris Brown, Rick Ross, Nicki Minaj & Lil Wayne

[DJ Khaled - Intro]
Working all winter
Shining all summer
I aint no beginner
You scared to…

[Chris Brown - hook]
Take it to the head, (yeh yeah)
Don’t think about it, be about it
Don’t be scared to take it to the head (yeh yeah)
Girl, you fly but if I tell you than to take it to the head
Then you might take it to the head

I’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I’m gone
Take it to the head
I’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
One shot, two shots, I’m gone
Now we gon’ get fucked up, no excuses no apologies

[Rick Ross]
Reputation for g’s, thats the roll of a boss
So amazing to see, black baguettes in my watch
She say love is for free, just expressing to shop
But its nothing to me, that extends from my block
I got a lot of figures, I’m a father figure
She know a lot of niggas, don’t know a hotter nigga
Come to the winners circle, a lot of men will hurt you
But I’m here to nurture, I wanna take you further
She got all them purses, I say in my verses
YSL and Hermes and barely scratch the surface
She know on purpose, as I peel the curtains
I always make her nervous, this record’s perfect

[Chris Brown - hook]

[Nicki Minaj]
Yo, reputation for bussin’
Pussy open, it’s nothin’
Big fat nigga, all that huffin’ and puffin’
Take me shopping in France
and he pay in advance
He got big balls, ran a play in his pants
Ran away with his money just to chill on the Island
All my bitches is stylin’
Beaches and eatin Italian
This is real shit, real shit
On the real, nigga fuckin’ wit a real bitch
I ride for him, DMV
Stamina, GNC
3 letters CMB
Competition, I don’t see any

[Hook]

[Lil Wayne]
Reputation for tastin’
I’m killin’ ‘em hoes like Jason
Got that pussy like medication to patients
Got my eyes closed, like Asian persuasion
Fuck with me baby, it’s Tunechi baby
Buss a nut, smoke a blunt, now I’m rejuvenated
With all that pink on, bitch I’m king kong
I eat her ice cream, she eat my ice cream cone
Pop a pill and pop that pussy
I bet you tunechi make her throw away that silver bullet
And she kiss me on my neck and she kiss me on my chest
And then she…

[Hook]

Ace Hood Ft. Game - Different People Lyrics

Different People Lyrics by Ace Hood Ft. Game

We are different people
Born alone I’ma die alone nigga, a renegade
We are different people, we are
We are different people, we are
We are different people, check
..Different aspirations, preach, different aspirations
Different aspirations,

Mama was a hustler, daddy was a dead beat
Chance of me out the hood was rarer than some red meat
Pistol on my night stand, now I lay me down to sleep
I believe in god but deep inside resides the beast in me
Nightmares of being broke, never seem to be a joke
Sliding with that 44, and my life’s been revoke
Blind, erase the real G, paid and I’m still me
Real love the real, I don’t respect them niggas in between
I’m like Achilles from The Troy movie, that do some damage like a full Uzi
I am nothing like you other dudes
Same come and goes but we got different views
Snitching under pressure that’s a never do
Took the lawyer niggas with me as I’m making moves
Talking tough one with to that killer with you in the booth
I’m prepared to die, question is, are you?

We are different people, we are
We are different people, we are
We are different people, check
..Different aspirations, preach, different aspirations, preach
Different aspirations, preach, different aspirations

They ill will, I’m prepared to die,
I got the blueprint of how to talk that 45
Surprise, realize I can’t be fucked with a no scale
Not the hoes, not the money, the swag
Now my g code, I’ma spray and reload
Hit your toe with a tag,
Niggas hood with it, your ace was good with it
He got that ace, I got the spades
Getaway car, we ready for the way,
Or whatever
I can’t be stopped, no … I’m the next sun
Half of million dollars up and get some
Burn on my waist I’m hollow shelling, come get some
I flip, you ain’t murder around,
Yeah, …nigga with the blood clot, don’t get blood shot
Murder ain’t shit for me, I love taking mug shots
Love taking bitches from Paris down to Jamaica
Love sitting on the flow of Rihanna watching the Lakers
I’m a bad boy ain’t seen puff in years though
But I keep some B.I.G. off in my ear lobes, hood

We are different people, we are
We are different people, we are
We are different people, check
..Different aspirations, preach, different aspirations, preach
Different aspirations, preach, different aspirations
Mama was a hustler, daddy was a dead beat
Chance of me out the hood was rarer than some red meat
Pistol on my night stand, now I lay me down to sleep
Now I lay me down to sleep, now I lay me down to sleep
Pistol on my night stand, now I lay me down to sleep.

Labrinth - Vultures Lyrics

Vultures Lyrics by Labrinth

I think they probably know too much
About the things I’ve done
Cause they are a breathing just a little too close

Vultures are waiting, awaiting to take me
But not this time,
Have a taste of the dream

Come to find it’s not as sweet
As thought it would be
See these shadows over me

In the desert of my mind
Friends like water, hard to find
Listen no one, left to trust

Vultures circle up above
They’re flying, flying

Lil Kim Ft. Young Jeezy - Keys To The City Lyrics

Keys To The City Lyrics by Lil Kim Ft. Young Jeezy

uh ha ha ha,
I don’t care what y’all say,

(chorus)
Oh, lets rock n’ roll
This time I’m control
Right now I own the streets
I got the keys to the city
That’s cause I get down
Oh, lets rock n’ roll
This time I’m control
Right now I own the streets
I got the keys to the city
That’s cause I get down

Sometimes I wonder how I made it this far
With all these people hate’n on me
Y’all know who you are
Said girls are being losers
The game won’t go that far
But know I own the keys to a brand new fancy car, baby

It’s my turn to burn and know I’m gonna rub it in your face
When will you learn I’m queen and I’ll put you in your place,
Ah huh huh,

(chorus)

How dare you try to go against the glorious one,
I’ll slaughter you son
It’s over
The story is done
You can be number two
But I’m second to none
And you forgot queen bee is the notorious one

Oh

Baby baby I’m a lady
I’m the crème de la crème so you can never play me
See I’m more than your lady
I’ll be more than a lover more than a love to you
Please try to understand me
Gonna stay at the top cause I don’t give a damn
(speak)
I don’t care what y’all say
I’m gonna keep doin me
That can’t fade me

(chorus x2)

Busta Rhymes Ft. Twista - Can You Keep Up Lyrics

Can You Keep Up Lyrics by Busta Rhymes Ft. Twista

[Verse 1: Twista and Busta Rhymes]
Now it’s finna be some energy, we got the remedy
I’m in the vicinity of a nigga that can spit it with me
Feel the fire whenever we act up
Everyone else is incompatible with the artillery
So forget about it when you hear about it
Cause it’s too fast when I pass the baton to Busta
Hit a victim in the middle of the body with a bullet and a rhythm
Every murder is a structure
Everytime I hit you niggers with another ? be blackin’
I be sounding like a nigger full of anger
Now I’m back to beat you in the head, I’ll bring another banger
With my nigga Twist, everything we do be up to wanger
You don’t really, really wanna see the way that I come
And I’ll give it to you, get up on the ceiling see a nigga numb
Do it how I wanna do it ’till I make another nigga drop
I put my money on it, homie, I’m the one
Go on here, pick it up, carry it the way you wanna carry it
Do whatever you wanna do
Show the competition how we gunning too when we coming through
Better never let a nigga never get infront of you
I wanna be, I wanna pro, wanna get in
Then racin’ so fast, they call me flash
Don’t nobody really wanna
We can hit ‘em like a couple of millimeters
Woopin’ a niggas’ ass
Skibbedy boop, skibbedy bop, skibbedy beep
I’m skippin’ all over on another Just Blaze hit
Now I know a lot of y’all been sitting, waiting and wondering
Was we ever gonna do this shit
And then we came to hit ‘em with another flow
Pop champagne, celebrate and kill another show
Gotta campaign, the greatest niggas, y’all already know that
Never do this kinda shit, Twista, get ‘em, gotta go
Now I gotta ask y’all

[Hook]
Can you keep up?

[Verse 2: Twista and Busta Rhymes]
Kill everybody cause I’m gunning outta stress
If I run outta breath, he gonna pick up where I left off
Keep him with me when he spittin cause the flow be ?
I’m a menace when I bust a lyrical tac off
Go faster than Ricky Bobby, kill him in Talladega Nights
Niggas try to get up, when a nigga hit up
When it I come I promise you gotta pay the price
Look, why don’t everybody wanna come and try get a little taste
Of the shit I got, let me put it all up in your face
When I spit it I got a nigga wildin’ all over the place
Everybody better listen here
Cause you know when I bring him I will never, never stop
Make a nigga rewind and bring it back to the top
Throw the shit up in the streets and I be running every block
Everybody better stand clear
Like a millimeter when I be booking the track up
Motivated for murder whenever I act up
A couple of phenomenal niggas can stack up
Gets anybody that wanna live in the back up
Killing everybody when I bust a clip off
Cause I’mma be attacking them with the insane flow
Then I be having them calling me Twista Phelps
And a nigga bust like Usain Bolt
Shocked a nigga like I was a thousand volts
Now I’m feelin on the beat the way I’m feelin on the boat
The way I gotta kill ‘em and the way I gotta flow
You don’t really wanna test me, boy, cause I’ll pop ya
When I’m in the spot you know you can’t leave
I spit every word ’till, damn I can’t breathe
You never heard ’till you nosebleed
Twista, please
Now you know I got ya
Now I gotta ask y’all

[Hook]
Can you keep up?

[Outro: Twista]
You can talk about it with a bunch of people
That say that I’m a lyrical manifestation of rhythm

When I do it its gotta be accurate
Like I’m attacking the rhythm with such a vocal tenacity

I be coming with it, he be coming with it
And nobody really do it how we do it
And the flow is so fluid I gotta be an anomaly
Gotta be an Odyssey; the prodigy, and I’mma be the one to prove it

[Hook 2x]
Can you keep up?Explain

Bow Wow - Tim Westwood Freestyle Lyrics

Tim Westwood Freestyle Lyrics by Bow Wow

Never starving, we eating over here
Bar’s so hard i show me ball of the year
Diamonds on my chain so clear, i ain’t bujy
I just more comfortable flying in the leer
Sharp with the swag, my suit’s all custom
In the mall blowing racks like it ain’t nothing
Bugatti won millie, jury game silly
Catch me with lou wheels starting i ain’t feel me
Probably you know how to spot, probably in the latest drop
But making money since the youngest so imagine what i got
Critics say that i only rap about my dough
But the cast outs complaining who i bitching at they’re broke
Pockets …Chubby, never in the slum
Still taking orders eating rappers up for lunch
Cash money, young money call it what you want
Who the best doing it homie don’t front it
Whistle they wanna know how i feel now
A couple movies done i think i will now, yeah
I told my mama that we in now, no more mozzels, gotta push in the benz now
Crazy i ain’t … to say, just now
Either fell out hood, he probably in jail now
Only way we conversate is through the mail now
I ain’t talking wonder but i’m seeing hella bread now
Back, whistle, yeah, tim westwood, yeah, …

Fresh off the dough, you know it’s all good
About 500 horses under that hood, yeah, let’s go
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ah
Phantom, girls think i’m handsome
I’m in the phantom, girls think i’m handsome
Make the girls go crazy, … enhancing
About to do it real big, i’m in the uk, ah
I … I told my dj just, now watch the girls lust
And when i … trust it ain’t luck
You know that it’s blessed with … so deaf
I still shinning with no diamonds on my neck
I’m the realest one doing it, ain’t no one left
Straight off the dome, watch me bring it home
…Bow wow nick, patty wet give a dog a bone
Going for the throw, you know i’m the king
You already know boy i’m living on my dream, what’s the deal
About to make me another million, don’t even wanna see how much my next deal is
The next deal cost, yeah i’m a real boss
Kind of cocky, ain’t i? Yep a little floss, ah
Fresh off the dome, ymcm homie let’s get it on
What it is just of what it is, yeah what it is just of what it is
Me, i’m doing me just of what it is
Roll up another one pass me … yeah what it is live with tim westwood
Let’s get it on yeh let’s get it on just let’s get it on

I’m on layer jets, knowing make your face from your tears wet
While you rocking last year’s west, swag yeah i got prada backs for my luggage
Face on screen for everything i does in the public
Boy wonder make the other boys wonder how i keep it coming different 8 summer
Look don’t be amazed cause of me, be amazed cause the v
Came with the five year … Least
Yeah, and if you pay like i’m paid, if you get it how i get it
Then your cribs came with the maze, oh look
But if it didn’t then you’re slipping catch up
By the time you do i probably do it different
I’m advance see the stone see the wrist see the ice …
See the phone on my hip, hey where that? What?
I’m right here never late, please see clear it’s no blur, yes sir ymcm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, whistle, yeah, yeah, whistle
Got a bad chick and she go hard body black
Diamonds in my chain same color’s my ferrari, i …
They can’t shine like us, tell them boys catch up, big bake take a little bank
Homie put your bets up, whistle
I’m just chilling in the … nobody cooler
Come and be with bow cause your man is a looser
And i can tell you want me, so shawty stop fucking
It’s bad whistle with the number one whistle
Hit them, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Pitbull - Back In Time Lyrics

Back In Time Lyrics by Pitbull

Let’s excuse me baby
Go, yeah you baby
Back, ooh you groovy baby
In, let’s make a movie baby
Time, excuse me baby
Let’s, yeah you baby
Go, ooh you groovy baby
Back in, let’s make a movie baby
Time

It’s Mr Worldwide, Agent A, Reporting live
From Cape Canaveral, MK, Big Syphe, let’s ride

Back, back, in, in, time

Baby, ohhh baby
Ohhh baby, my sweet baby
You’re the one

Miami equals black mask, black clothes
With a little bit of rope to tie, I flipped it
Black suits, white shirts, black glasses with a matching tie
Like Agent J or Agent K, and I wish the whole world would
Ok, i’m tryin’ make a billion out of 15 cents
Understand, understood
I’m a go-getter, mover, shaker, culture, bury a boarder, record-breaker won’t cha
Give credit where credit is due don’t cha
Know that I don’t give a number two
Y’all just halfway thoughts
Not worth the back of my mind
But to understand the future we have to go back in time

Baby, ohhh baby
Ohhh baby, my sweet baby
You’re the one

I got the globe, yeah, in the palm of my hand
Wherever I spin it, that’s where I land
Let’s save the world
Men In Black I know you understand
Stop the movement, they can try if they want to
Ignorar lo latino, si, they can try if they want to
What Pit solves is a bit raw
Took like jigsaw and built it all
Despite a big loss, I’d bet it all
And fought blind against the world, Ray Charles
Y’all just halfway thoughts
Not worth the back of my mind
But to understand the future, we have to go back in time

Baby, ohhh baby
Ohhh baby, my sweet baby
You’re the one

Let’s excuse me baby
Go, yeah you baby
Back, ooh you groovy baby
In, let’s make a movie baby
Time, excuse me baby
Let’s, yeah you baby
Go, ooh you groovy baby
Back in, let’s make a movie baby
Time

Baby, ohhh baby
Ohhh baby, my sweet baby
You’re the one

Mac Miller - Thoughts From A Balcony Lyrics

Thoughts From A Balcony Lyrics by Mac Miller

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Uh, lemme get a one-way ticket, haven't picked a destination
I'm just tryna catch the train before it has to leave the station
Packin' no bags, nothin' but the clothes on my back
With a Cognac, let me sip it, tryna to relax
Red wine up in my glass plus Filet Mignon
I got army right up under me, I'm Genghis Khan
Yeah, it's me against the world, I guess I'll take them on
I might stop and see my girl, but I ain't stayin' long
What if I'm gone, what the fuck you gon' think then?
I told my story, put my life inside this ink pen
Said I'll make it big when, everybody know me
Well, I made it big and, everybody phony
Haha, so could you pour me, I need a cup
No, none of that liquor, mixin' purple stuff
I could talk my pain, but would it hurt too much
Go head, judge me, hate cost money, but this love free

[Hook]
They just dreams, turn 'em to reality
Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony
Looking at the sky, thinkin' it could all be mine
All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?

They just dreams, turn 'em to reality
Double-cup of lean, standin' on my balcony
Looking at the street, thinkin' it could all be mine
All we got is memories, so what the fuck is time?

So what the fuck is time?
Ask 'em, what the fuck is time? (x2)

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
What do you do when you think you could be an icon?
Because all these people get to screamin' with the lights on
Like they just seen a ghost, earn my stripes, leave the coat (?)
Racin' to the gate but my flight gone
Now these writers taking shots without a Nikon
But I don't fight though, figure it's a typo
Seems we in some shit now, gonna be alright though
Potion in my sprite, then my nice flows, damn
See, that's exactly what I need
My khaki's filled with cheese, my homie Sap is on the beat
Like it was "Donald Trump", a hit but I just call it love
They throw it on when I'm walking in the club
Hey, this the Burgh shit, I don't deserve this
Well, I don't think you lookin' for me on the surface
Learn quick, now I'm big time
Fill your cup up, and I'mma sip mine

[Hook]

Mac Miller Ft. Juicy J - Lucky Ass Bitch Lyrics

Lucky Ass Bitch Lyrics by Mac Miller Ft. Juicy J

Ol' ratchet ass bitch
(Fuck me) tryna get your hustle on
Ain't no nigga gunna pay your muthafuckin' bills, bitch
Get your own shit, I don't give a fuck, ho
Mac Miller, tell these hoes what's up, man

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
She sayin' fuck me, fuck me, she like it rough and that's rugby
I'm partyin' where there's drugs free, this life to live, it don't come cheap
Leave a hand print on her butt cheek, she give me head while I puff trees
I'm on drugs, she on drugs, her nose just got bloody
Sniffin' coke lines off my dick, she ridin' on that train
She crushin' down that powder, I'm puffin' on this Sour
Been fuckin' her for hours and I still ain't got my nut
You fuckin' with that molly, she ain't gon' let you bust
Give me some while I hit the blunt, I'm in ya spirit, let me lift it up
If daddy come, get my shit and run, he gon' see my ass, go and get his gun
You a devil bitch, let me tell you that, feel like I been to hell and back
You textin' me, addicted, you need me, you miss it
She crazy, she nasty, everyday she harass me
I'm fuckin' her to sleep and then she pay for my taxi
God damn, the sun is comin' up
That's the last time that I'm gon' be fuckin' with them drugs
Yup

[Hook]
She get a bunch of money, spend it all on drugs
Mobbin' with her bitches, never fall in love
Dumpin' out that yeyo, sniffin' all it up
Go ahead and hate her, cause everybody does

God damn, that's a lucky ass bitch X4

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
She got money, drugs and freedom, blunts what she's cheefin'
She ain't got a job, but fuck it, she don't need one
Drive drunk, she swervin', tryna fuck, she's certain
Run around and stumble down, hit her head, she hurtin'
Drunk as fuck, sniffin' pills, wildin' out, tell the bitch to chill
Cup of syrup and a blunt of purp
Which one of my homie's gon' fuck her first?
She in love with drugs, that pussy get licked up
Picked up, then dicked down, bitch, tell me who rich now?
You fuckin' with the Most Dope knuckleheads
Gettin' money, fuck the feds, yeah that Stevie Wonder bread
Ain't a rookie, uh, that bitch is famous nookie
One thing I won't do, (what's that?) pay for pussy

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
I'm trippy mane, looking for a trippy chick
That like to get fucked up and do some trippy shit
Paper planes rolled up I call them trippy sticks
Weed, pills, and the drank(coedine)-- she with it
Juicy got money and juicy got bitches
Smoking and drinking that Charlie Sheen liquor
Up in this bitch keep two hoes with me
Poppin' them superman pills getting freaky(they freaky)
I like double D's, she like double D's
Shawty can't lose, she play on both teams
Hell in her mouth, her becky fire
Molly pills, orange juice got the bitch wired
All my hoes got money and they keep me higher
Then I line em' up for a menage-a-tois

Mac Miller - Loud Lyrics

Loud Lyrics by Mac Miller

Ladies and gentleman
This is Macadelic
Mother Fucker

[Mac Miller: Verse 1]
Ugh I got codeine in my cup, you can bet your ass I'm sippin'
Groupies fall in love, I’m like bitch you must be trippin’
I’m just tryna fuck and she just need tuition
Why you tryna stunt, you need to play your own position
Never gave a fuck and nothing 'bout me changed
Still roll up them blunts, got diamonds in my chain
Yeah you heard me I got diamonds in my chain
But it don’t make a difference if you cryin’ in the rain
Two hundred shows, I’ma kill more
I just sold out that Fillmore
Got a million, make a mil more
Play a number one spot on the billboard

[Bridge]
Yeah people lie, numbers won’t
Keep me high, drugs is close
Growing up, po' a cup
Watch the world go up in smoke

[Hook]
I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that shit up for me right now (right now)
Here it come, there it go, ask your homies, ask your hoes
If you didn’t, now you know, never keep your pockets low
I like my music real loud (real loud)
Can you turn that shit up for me right now (right now)
Here she comes, there she go, never chasing after hoes
If you didn't, now you know, never keep your pockets low

[Mac Miller: Verse 2]
I’ma get that Grammy soon, fuck your magazine
Jordan gonna hear me shoot, still fuck your magazine
Hammer team, in that pack with me
Hear that Jerm beat banging, with a glass of lean
When I went to every high school class would be
Tryna fuck the female faculty
I’m a crazy little fucker, think my head done ran away
I experiment with drugs but I won’t ever fuck with yay
I just made a million dollars still I think I’m underpaid
Fuck with me? Kid no way
When you meet me, bitches stand up straight
Pump out reps, yeah I got reps
Tryna talk shit what you think about that?
For the pesos, getting bank rolls, I’ma lay low chill, til I let that stack

[Bridge + Hook]

Mac Miller Ft. Cam'ron - Ignorant Lyrics

Ignorant Lyrics by Mac Miller Ft. Cam'ron

Uhh, this that mothafuckin' millionaire music you feel me? Cheuh

[Hook]
You can't believe it, it's ridiculous, belligerent
Oh my bad I'm just killin' shit, I'm killin' shit
A girl a girl, a bitch a bitch, a bitch a bitch
Smart dude, gettin' ignorant, that's ignorant X2

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Hey, so I just bought another Rolie and that shit is goin' hard
Better get it before it's gone because my shop been open long
I stay smokin' on that strong, I'm smokin' on that strong
Then go and take a hand full of drugs what the fuck is goin' on?
Bein' rich well that's fun as hell, these bitches come but they under spells
Yo Mr. Jobs you see I'm a Mac, but I'm rollin' deep like Adele
I'm Robert Downey Jr., you more like Steve Carell
So get smart, no head starts, put a Lion on a Gazelle
You tryna to rhyme because you idolize but I design for myself
But it's hard to find these bars of mine, so Columbine your self
I don't hate ya bitch, just fakin' rich, I get paper like RJ Camberidge
I'm best friends with my banker shit, gave her fifty racks just to make a wish
Brand new crib I'm paintin' it, half a mil just paid for it
No thanksgiving paradin' this, but we marchin' like the Saint's came in
So run and hide, eyes open wide because this will be your jam
Just burn a dutch and turn it up as I pass it off to Cam
Damn

I got that Mac with me (huh.. huh)
I got that Mac with me (huh.. huh)

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Cam'ron]
I got that Mac with me
Yo, we never met before but there will be a mess for sure
When I was a baby my crib, was Mom's dresser drawer
Infa-red, blastin' guns, duckin' shots, another K, another tank
Another Glock, they smokin' weed, shipping E, crushin' rocks
Forget the Porsche they want your baby mother's box
And you pamper honey, word he pamper honey
And she sucking dick for formula and Pamper money
And a real thug don't play that,laid back where the mac and the K at
Yayo turned to the straight crack, Maybach black with a gat won't say jack

I got that Mac with me

Mac Miller Ft. Iman Omari & Kendrick Lamar - Fight The Feeling Lyrics

Fight The Feeling Lyrics by Mac Miller Ft. Iman Omari & Kendrick Lamar

Close your eyes..

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
So watch em do the Macarena, somewhere out by Pasadena
Love a drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of
You a waste of the space that you take up
Livin', this time around I'm not kiddin'
I had an intuition about these women and suspicions
Got me lookin' at you different, how I'm a man in my position
Can't stop slippin' down these slopes
Cause it's all just downhill from there
As a kid I didn't learn that, but now I'm aware
When you were young and you just tryna live your life and have some fun
In a world where you have yet to see how evil it's become
It's hard to have a dream when you deep inside of one
And I know you hate them spirits so I keep em in my lungs
I'm a Beatle to these young kids
But sometimes I be feelin' like a needle to these young kids
You had the world, you about to leave it to these young kids
And we gonna show you what the love is..

[Hook]
Say that, don't fight what you know
Let it ?
Don't ever let it go
It won't stop!
You can't fight the feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Uh, and I keep a couple most dope homies by me
So there ain't too many times it's me, myself and Irene
We stay smokin' through the night wake up, do some Tai Chi
Homie can't you see I'm chillin? please don't fuck up my Chi
Yea my jacket Y 3, recently been up on fashion
Spent a bunch of money countin' sticks and satisfaction
Fell asleep in Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan
Ballin' like I'm Jordan, but I'm fresh as Mars Blackmon
A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams
I price on an idea, we never can agree
They tell you what to know, but it's better to believe
So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be?
Still I tell em "fuck what you know, I'm feelin' comfortable"
Just continue livin' life, cause enough of em don't
You spent your days countin' every single penny man
Store it now, cause we comin' for you anyways

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
Sometimes I wake up, up in the mornin', practice wipin' make up
Off my bed soon as she's gone, and take up
Hours out my day just do find power, shit to say, but
You won't hear it, even if your ears was pierced with Beats by Dre
I mean, the sun is slowly fallin'
We all surely die eventually, so what's your callin'?
Oh, you left your phone behind ? identity
Crisis, break mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness
Jesus Christ is right near us and devil say you owe ten percent
Sold your soul, I know, sold your soul and you're hopeless
My focus, stare at these the open on boats that float in the open
On oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme, chokin'
Soakin' up game, I'm hopin'
You peeped the second one, chain the, emotional jealousy you're holdin'
You're telling me, you're golden, but you're really cubic zirconium
Let me see, I'll break it down like a pound of fire whenever
But your tactics are mighty clever, but even if you Mayweather
You can't fight the feeling..

Mac Miller - Desperado Lyrics

Desperado Lyrics by Mac Miller

Uh, chya! uh, uh
Dedicated too, this dedicated too
Fuck it

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Uh, I got a pocket full of posies
Some devil with a pitchfork keep talkin' like he know me
I'm psychopathic, low key, my hyperactive dome piece
Get no sleep, ill as fuck, the hospitals seem so weak
I stood before an Angel as he told me bout the glory
Put me in a room of people, how the fuck could I be lonely
I only get money, these lables tryna clone me
Uh, my thoughts get heavy, hit the ground and crack the concrete
So, I try to keep em' in my head
It's sad to see when everything that you believe is dead
Word to Heavy D, and rest in peace to all that come and pass
Life is good sometimes, but it just doesn't last
A bunch of tracks, you see this mic is like my punchin' bag
Rock n' Roll, drugs and cash, you softer than a bubble bath
Sucka ass mothafucka, muthafucka's venom and
Doper than the shit that put Chris Tucker in Dead Presidents
Desert rhymes, homie, ridin' beats, I'm on a camel
I'm way too hot to handle, life a beach, I brought my sandals
Haha, you want a war ? I got a lot of ammo
You ain't a soldier cause you rockin' cammo
Young Rambo, hundred million fans though
And I do it big, you a Ipod Nano
Fire on wax, look like I rock candles
Yeah you got a show, but you ain't on my channel

That's HBO bitch, you gotta pay for that
Hahaha, your channels free

I'm gunna fuckin' kill you

Um, Imax'n shit motherfucker
Yeah, suck my dick

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Hey, ayo, I'm bout to start gambilin' with Ambien
I'm dutch smokin', that's a strike
But fuck bowlin', I could tear a pin of Maryland
See, I'm American, apparently it's damagin'
To be in front of cameras in your underwear with Marilyn
Monroe, look at dumb hoes who want to much dough
And come close to have you straight trippin' when you jump rope
Don't rock the love boat, this business fuckin' cut throat
And it's gunna crack is you just paint the wall with one coat
Rooms filled with blunt smoke, peep me through the fog
These rappers who be hatin' probably need to get a job
See, me I'm with my squad, gettin' money, livin' comfortable
I know a couple hoes who model, but they ugly though
Fuck a toast, y'all is fuckin' broke, cut ya throat
Judgin' me is nothin' dope, boy you lyin' under oath
God made the world, why did man make the scriptures?
And if he created Lennon, why'd he go and make a Hitler?
I could take a photo, but I'd rather paint a picture
Of the one Laurence Fishburne, we'll shoot up all you hipsters
I'm from Pittsburgh, that's black and gold
If my skin gets filled up, I'mma tat my soul
Runnin' out of paper, writin' on my hand
Hundred thousand haters writin' bout my jams
Want a number one independent album? I'm your man
I'mma hit Preme and leave you all right where you stand

Mac Miller Ft. Sir Michael Rocks - Aliens Fighting Robots Lyrics

Aliens Fighting Robots Lyrics by Mac Miller Ft. Sir Michael Rocks

Uhh, hahaha, that works too
Anyway, guess who it is everybody

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Y'all is dead weight, less great, always gettin' second place
I tend to race ahead of pace, dippin' while I'm dressed in Bape
Then they chase, catch me if you can, I ain't Dicaprio
This lucid dream will have you go like half a dose of Adderall
Capicola sandwich's are tasty from Primanti's
I'm a 5'7 giant, Brandon Jacobs, Eli Manning
Girls want makeup, get demanding but they fake like orange tanning
So my girl and I be up like we some college students cramming
For a test that we ain't study for, wonder will she love me more
With money, cause if not, I'm not sure what all this money for
Feelin' like a hundred wars are goin' on currently
Soldiers sent to death on some jets for the currency
Poison, take this mercury, I'll teach you for a learner's fee
How to turn your girlfriend to a circus freak
Cool by the word of Keith, fabric by the hand of Zeus
Actin' like you fuckin' with me, that's some shit I can't excuse
Focus is on manual, control the panoramic view, universe
You got a chance, don't blow it like how a tuba works
I plan to do, somethin' that ain't tangible
Now I'm bout to hand it to
The homie Michael Rock, hear what he sayin' to you

[Verse 2: Sir Michael Rocks]
Take a trip, took a mali-alie out a bank a populari
And the word around the city is he sit in a Ferrari
I told my self I wouldn't get it, I'm sorry that's my bad
I party till my carbies get foggy can't keep her hands off of me
Gotta lock and then lost the keys, we smoke, make it hard to see
We go harder then the Carter one, excuse me baby pardon me
Can you fuck me like the honeymoon? Not saying its coming soon
But I want the real show(real show)
Get me the treatment that you getting all the pill fo(pills fo)
The shit they payin all the bills fo

Mac Miller Ft. Lil Wayne - The Question Lyrics

The Question Lyrics by Mac Miller Ft. Lil Wayne

[Intro]
Sometimes I wonder who the f-ck I am
Wonder who the f-ck I am
Uhh, Yeah, want you to feel it
My voice probably sounds mad raspy right now
I want you all to feel it
So step up on the mic and uhh
Show them what you got tiger

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Sometimes I wonder who the f-ck I am
So I’ve been lookin’ in the mirror and it still don’t make no sense
I’m askin’ what am I supposed to do?
I’ve done so much in my short lifetime, but I haven’t done shit
I done flew around the whole world
First I shook a million hands and I took a million pictures
But I’m a hostage in my own world
And my thoughts my own enemy, got no time for these bitches
I got too much on my damn mind
So if I add some more stress, I just don’t see how I’ma cope
I think they underestimate the grind
I do, bring this doe, and I’m only 20 years old
I wonder why I sip this devil juice
Cause it feel incredible, problems, I got several
Thank God that none of that medical
Ugh, I’ve been blessed with much to be expected

[Hook]
What am I doing here
I wonder what am I doing here
What am I doing here
What am I doing here

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
I hope this feelin’ lasts for fuckin’ ever
I don’t want to come back down, let me stay above the ground
I hope I do what I was meant to do
Cause I’ve been searching for that answer, I just hope I get it now
Please, let me find euphoria
When you up above the clouds, like, who gonna touch me now
And do we ever get to know the truth
Cause everyone seems to have it, but to me it seems they lack it
Now I’m rolling and I’m sipping lean
Sometimes I catch a buzz just to help me picture love
Drinking liquor and I’m smoking weed
And you don’t ever do too much if you could never do enough
Wonder why I scream and stare at you
I’ll be there to rescue you, problems you got several
Thank God that none of that medical
Ugh, I’ve been blessed with much to be expected

[Hook]
What am I doing here
I wonder what am I doing here
What am I doing here
What am I doing here

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Sittin’ in my Bentley, thinkin’ bout these hoes
All I do is kill them, I kill them like Nicole
Simpson, flag crimson, smoke them like Winstons
I just bought a new chopper, I treat it like an infant
I’m lightin’ up a stogie, It’s longer than a hoagie
Situation’s gettin’ fishy and I don’t eat anchovies
F-ck the world, Kill them all, she answer when I call
If the cops pull us over, she gon’ hide it in her drawers
See I come from a place where stars never shine
And drama is accepted, credit cards are declined
Everybody gotta die, but I ain’t everybody
If that ho play with me, I whoop that chick like Terrence Howard
I’m a pimp, I ain’t lyin’, but that is not important
I’m just tryna to buy time, but can’t really afford it
Saying ain’t that a bitch, but I hope that bitch is bad
I feel like money in the trash like

[Hook]
What am I doing here
I wonder what am I doing here
What am I doing here
What am I doing here

Demi Lovato - Yes I Am Lyrics

Yes I Am Lyrics by Demi Lovato

Sexy lady
Knows what she wants out of life
See she got her own means
Doing whatever she likes

Feels good to have you
She don’t need you
She can’t depend on a man
After all that she’s been through
She ain’t running behind you
Trust me I know ’cause I am her

That guy
(My guy)
What I need
Right here
Next to me
I am everything
That I need
And I won’t repeat it
I won’t stop now
Got it all, figured out
In that guy
(My guy)
What I need
Right here
I am everything

I am
Yes I am
Yes I am
I am
Yes I am
Yes I am

So you can’t deny that
She had the strength to survive
Through the good and the bad
She’s having the time of her live

Feels so good to have you
She don’t need you
She can’t depend on a man
After all that she’s been through
She ain’t running behind you
Trust me I know ’cause I am her

That guy
(My guy)
What I need
Right here
Next to me
I am everything
All that I need
And I won’t repeat it
I won’t stop now
Got it all, figured out
That guy
(My guy)
What I need
Right here
I am everything

I am
Yes I am
Yes I am
I am
Yes I am
Yes I am

You are
If you are throw your hands up
(So put your hands up)
If you are let me see your hands up

That guy
(My guy)
What I need
Right here
Next to me
I am everything
All that I need
And I won’t repeat it
I won’t stop now
Got it all, figured out
That guy
(My guy)
What I need
Right here
I am everything

I am
Yes I am
Yes I am
I am
Yes I am
Yes I am

If you are throw your hands up
If you are let me see your hands up

Tulisa - Young Lyrics

Young Lyrics by Tulisa

Forgive me for what I have done,
Cause i’m young, yeah i’m young
Forgive me for what I have done,
Cause i’m young, yeah i’m young

I don’t mean to feded you off
It’s just fun, it’s just fun
I don’t mean to feded you off
It’s just fun, it’s just fun

We live on the edge the life
We don’t even compromise
We rest because we run of time

Forgive us for what we have done
Cause we young, we young, we young
I said forgive us for what we have done
Cause we young, we young, we young

[Beat break]

I make mistakes that I learn from
Cause I’m young, yeah i’m young
I’m sorry i’m not even dumb
Cause i’m young, yeah i’m young
No worry about what i’ll become
It’s just fun, it’s just fun
I spend everything of my love
It’s just fun, it’s just fun

We live on the edge the life
We don’t even compromise
We rest because we run of time

Forgive us for what we have done
Cause we young, we young, we young
I said forgive us for what we have done
Cause we young, we young, we young

[Beat break]

Forgive us for what we have done
Cause we young, we young, we young
I said forgive us for what we have done
Cause we young, we young, we young

The Temper Trap - Need Your Love Lyrics

Need Your Love Lyrics by The Temper Trap

The road is pulling me into an open where
And for a moment I escape and I forget
The silhouettes behind the dust clouds call me friend
But even fools know here they’re far a few between
She has abandoned me oh highway and desert blades
All lonely creatures singing for he summer rain
And at the end of all your knees fall down to me
Yeah it’s something in you always just for someone real

Oh I need your love, I need your love,
I need you now, I need you
Oh I need your love, I need your love,
I need you now, I need you

She is my salvation in the dark
But at night with lipš of honey calls the devil’s heart
And I am a war of flesh and heart that’s left undone
Between the person that I was and have become

Oh I need your love, I need your love,
I need you now, I need you
Oh I need your love, I need your love,
I need you now, I need you
I need your love

Oh I need your love, I need your love,
I need you now, I need you
Oh I need your love, I need your love,
I need you now, I need you

There’s no rešting now
There’s no resting in my heart x2

Rascal Flatts - Hot In Here Lyrics

Hot In Here Lyrics by Rascal Flatts

She jumped in my truck in her bare feet
Slit on over to the middle seat
Baby crack a window,
Crank that AC high as it can go

Sign everything says it’s 71
But it feels like we’re seating on the sun
That little cotton dress ain’t helping none
‘Bout to run me off the road

And I, I can barely breathe
Then she puts her hand, over on my knee
And I don’t know what to do
Doin’ everything, tryin’ to keep my cool
But it’s hot, hot, hot in here
Ooh, so hot, hot, hot in here
Yeah, I can’t take her anywhere
It’s so hot, hot, hot in here.

So I took a turn heading for the creak
Some tanned skin was a sight to see
Soon as she got in I could see the steam
Rising up off the water

And I, I can barely breathe
When she wraps her arms around me
And I don’t know what to do
Doin’ everything, tryin’ to keep my cool

But it’s hot, hot, hot in here
Ooh, so hot, hot, hot in here
Yeah, I can’t take her anywhere
It’s so hot, hot, hot in here.

When we dried off by the fence, it was getting dark
We threw a picnicker on the ground, underneath the stars
Shoulda’ been a little cooler in the moon light
When she laid her lips on mine
Oh she laid her lips on mine
Oh yeah

And I, I can barely breathe
Anytime when she’s close to me
And I don’t know what to do
Doin’ everything, tryin’ to keep my cool

But it’s hot, hot, hot in here
Ooh, so hot, hot, hot in here
Yeah, I can’t take her anywhere
It’s so hot, hot, hot in here.
Can’t take her anywhere
It’s so hot, hot, hot in here.
I can’t take her anywhere

So hot in here
Anytime she’s close to me
Yeah it’s so hot, hot, hot in here