Trey Songz - Hail Mary Lyrics (Ft. Young Jeezy & Lil Wayne)

Hail Mary Lyrics by Trey Songz Ft. Young Jeezy & Lil Wayne

[Trey Songz]
(Hail Mary, Hail Mary, Hail Mary)
It’s Trigga
(Trig, what’s happenin’ nigga?)
I got that game (I got that game)
I caught a play (I caught a play)
We going long (we going long)
Do what I say (do what I say)
I’ve got my game face on (yeah, yeah, yeah)
My game face on, my game face on… yeah
I got my game face on, come on

[Young Jeezy: Verse 1]
I got my choppa in my ‘rari
In case I see my enemy
I don’t know what’s gotten into me
Tonight I’m on this Hennessy
I won’t usually do the brown
But tonight is special (special)
Sam Rothstein be my agenda, yeah my special
My 2 door is retarded, I call that bitch special-ed
I don’t even know her name, I just call her special
Another year, same haters, usual suspects
Word ’bout another nigga, I swear that shit is suspect
Keyser Soze, sold the yay’ and I got away
Hit the club, there fresh, in case I die today
Hail Mary, told her it’s the world, ain’t got shit to lose
’bout to go long, celebrate, like I’m ?

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Hey baby you say you like it deep, hail Mary
Hey girl you know the play, hail Mary
Tonight we going long, yeeeah, we be going long
Hey huddle up, hail Mary
I ain’t tryna pump, hail Mary
Tonight we going long
We be going long, hail Mary

[Verse 2: Trey Songz]
Whatever you want I got it
Got a drop-top in my pocket
You pop it, you watch it
Keep on poppin’ and I’mma drop it
So hard to be alone
But right here at this moment you the one I want to roll so..
You got the baby baby, it’s in your hands
I’ma be the coach, I’ma let you know the plan
What’s next is, baby you and me exitin’
What now? I’ma get you naked, do a little bit of sexin’
Touch down
I wish you let me score, I’ma wanna score again
Double O, triple O, baby I’ma play to win
You say the best stuff, and see some good D
Hey girl I heard you like it deep

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Tunchi in this muthafucka
Hail mary full of grace
I dont remember her name, but I remember how her pussy taste
I go long, so long, she love the way that I put it down
Gotcha going in circles, all you gotta do is look around
I’m Mr Right and she Miss Tonight, pussy so nice gotta kiss it twice
Pussy so tight my tongue get stuck, my tongue get stuck like licking ice
Hoes call me QB, I throw that dick 2D
I told her shes the preachers wife, she said practice what you preach
She said ah me so horny, he love me long time
I say how bout 69, she say numbers dont lie
I say true you ain’t never told no lie, you ain’t never told no lie
And you know they say love is blind, so close your eyes

[Chorus]

Freddie Gibbs Ft. Young Jeezy & T.I. - Pull Up Lyrics

Pull Up Lyrics by Freddie Gibbs Ft. Young Jeezy & T.I.

You know I’ve been drinkin’, smell like marijuana
People pull me over, I’mma be a goner
Every time we hook up, smell like California
She said baby make it happen, I’m ‘bout to pull up on ya

I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up
I said I pull up on you
I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up
I said I pull up on you

You then talk my talk, you know Cali code
Two top three, you’re still alone
That 40 cal in that desert isle
(I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up
I said I pull up on you)
Sturdy engine, 6 straight
My weed strong, my money long
Them bad bitches, my safe up
I tell ‘em what I’ve been drinkin’ on
Keep fuckin’ ride, with me you’re on
(I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up
I said I pull up on you)

I said I pull up like monkey boss, OG and sweet cigars
Might just bust they brain when I pull that whip thing out my garage
Bought that shit for the boss, souped up and super charged
You lame bitch a super freak, man you say that on my good cars
My bank’s stinkin’ everywhere I go
Danc eon it, in your head I know
Nike boxers, my piggy bank
I make a bitch faint with all the bread I blow
Bend it over, girl head to toe
Pulled it out and she trained to go
Bitch trippin’, get 8 to 60
She’ll stop predictin’ my 84
My eyes red and my mass black
And that loud pack, the bitch passed that
If you dumb niggas get jacked at
Then you ain’t got the nuts to come blast that
Look, I’m 2 thousand they two though
Need dough low, straight juiced up
You rap niggas might talk tough but they pulled off and we pulled up

You know I’ve been drinkin’, smell like marijuana
People pull me over, I’mma be a goner
Every time we hook up, smell like California
She said baby make it happen, I’m ‘bout to pull up on ya

You then talk my talk, you know Cali code
Two top three, you’re still alone
That 40 cal in that desert isle
(I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up
I said I pull up on you)
Sturdy engine, 6 straight
My weed strong, my money long
Them bad bitches, my safe up
I tell ‘em what I’ve been drinkin’ on
Keep fuckin’ ride, with me you’re on
(I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up
I said I pull up on you)

I got 20 2’s in that coop, roof back on that Rarri
Them hoe too when I come through, if they with you then I’m sorry
We pullin’ up, hopin’ out
We pull ‘em in just point ‘em out
We goin’ hard, they goin’ in
We showin’ up and they showin’ out
We throwin’ out they loose change
Got bank flows and roof lane
I got big thousands and cedar mouse
I’m still slangin’ that cocaine
On fire like propane
Kick it hard like pro games
Where the bitch? Who get a bitch?
Go ask a bitch what’s your name
My nigga jizzin’ on them little freaky hoes
I got the ones who with it but it’s a secret though
In the presidential sweet all broads
Trade ‘em like baseball cards
Probly all broads we ball hard
They pullin’ up and they throwin’ down
They drinkin’ out, they drunk the fuck
I got blunts to pop, the cush goin around

You know I’ve been drinkin’, smell like marijuana
People pull me over, I’mma be a goner
Every time we hook up, smell like California
She said baby make it happen, I’m ‘bout to pull up on ya

You then talk my talk, you know Cali code
Two top three, you’re still alone
That 40 cal in that desert isle
(I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up
I said I pull up on you)
Sturdy engine, 6 straight
My weed strong, my money long
Them bad bitches, my safe up
I tell ‘em what I’ve been drinkin’ on
Keep fuckin’ ride, with me you’re on
(I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up
I said I pull up on you)
Keep fuckin’ ride, with me you’re on
(I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up I pull up
I said I pull up on you)

Cassie Ft. Young Jeezy - Balcony Lyrics

Balcony Lyrics by Cassie Ft. Young Jeezy

I don't wanna scream, I don't even wanna tell you
How good it is,
Because if it's a dream
I'd only wake myself up
And baby I don't wanna ruin this
Honestly, I was scared cause
I know you, were prepared
And you know what I was thinking
All my thoughts, all my cares
The same love on the balcony
Right there in New York city
I saw a tourist staring back at me
In Times Square in New York City
It's the world baby

She sassy, she classy, hair like she Cassie
Say why your voices so raspy
Uh, I hope she nasty
Last night, good kush and Sirrock with a super freak
Told him put it on my black card,
Get it super sweet
We can do it right now girl, I don't give a fuck
Right here in the valley, we can do it in the truck
Got her legs on the dashboard, yeah I got a boulder
Don't know if the kush ...heat with the ...
Go, but I'll be back though

Had a couple drinks, later air it was perfect
The ... enjoying the scene, now breathe
We couldn't help it
All things have their purpose
The wind it blew, through my hair love
I stunned by your stare
From the sight of you, standing there love
I could walk, walk on air
Then we made love on balcony
Right there in New York city
I saw a tourist staring back at me
In Times Square in New York City
And in that moment the city was mine

I told her look, baby talk to me, you know I'ma talk ...
You know that tic talk... yeah you gonna get the...
Look I got you soaking wet
Yeah you my needle white, swish
Turn it right,
Tear you like I'm Kevin Hard, you gonn learn tonight
I ain't no funny nigga nah I ain't got jokes
Wake up in the morning tell your girls that you got choked
Bust it wide open, turn it up, blew it back
Turn that presidential suite, swerving deep, like a crack house
We're at the rich ...and I got her on the balcony
One stop shop ain't nobody coming after me

Then we made love on balcony
Right there in New York city
I saw a tourist staring back at me
In Times Square in New York City
And in that moment the city was ours
Turn the lights on.

Jadakiss Ft. Young Jeezy & Yo Gotti - Traffickin Lyrics

Traffickin Lyrics by Jadakiss Ft. Young Jeezy & Yo Gotti

Racks on, racks on

Yeah, road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Please lord don't let me go to jail tonight
Road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Please lord don't let me go to jail tonight

Niggas start ... heard about me through they maze
Heard how I put them white bricks inside the vans
No skateboard shit, I ain't talking vans
Got a 12 gauge chopper in the barrel of these cans
40 on that hoe, got them in a trance,
Got dancing shoes on, she say she like the way it dance
Yeah, get money count band, ... motherfuckers see the grams
Pop that crystal plate, better take my resume
Not the 50 though, couldn't have a better day
You niggas caught up in the hype, in this day dreaming shit
And I was trafficking the white

Yeah, road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Please lord don't let me go to jail tonight
Road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Please lord don't let me go to jail tonight

Work, what you know about a nigga
Realest nigga in it, ask your whore about me nigga
... real nigga team, I'm stressed in life, for a dollar and a dream
5 bullets 50, 10 for the...
Hunned bricks later... gotta thank the streets today for food on my table
And I stay hot, undercover tahoe... watch out for them pot holes
Conspiracy nigga, seriously nigga, you don't wanna go against they grand jury nigga
So when I see you in the club with your jury nigga
... I ain't heard you nigga
Road trips yeah I'm trafficking the white
Go with this shit yeah you might get life

Yeah, road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Please lord don't let me go to jail tonight
Road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Please lord don't let me go to jail tonight

I switch cars with the mexicans
I just hope this ain't the car they arrest me in
The highway is on fire, diesel in the doors
Coke in the tires
It's the price that you pay when you're a supplier
The lord knows I'm just trying to make it to the fire
Seat belt on, 2 hands on the wheel
I break it all down, it's least a couple mills
Get rid of the weight, keep all of the pills
I ain't gotta be here, I just do it for the thrills
A nigga waitin on me say he want the whole shit
Never spend the profit, put it on the whole flip
Those that like to gossip, they don't really know shit
What you... this year, I made in '06
When I hit the crib, I'ma smoke a whole zip
Cause I made it back safe from another road trip
And I'm gone

Yeah, road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Please lord don't let me go to jail tonight
Road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Road trip, yeah I'm trafficking the white
Please lord don't let me go to jail tonight.

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)

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)