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