B.o.B - Play The Guitar ft. Andre 3000 Lyrics

B.o.B - Play The Guitar ft. Andre 3000 Lyrics:

[Intro: T.I.]

B.o.B play the guitar
(B.o.B, B.o.B, B.o.B, B.o.B) play the guitar
B.o.B. play the guitar
(B.o.B, B.o.B, B.o.B, B.o.B) play the guitar

[Verse 1: B.o.B.]
Well it’s B.o.B., flyer than a stewardess
Fresh to death like I’m dressed for a eulogy
My outfit’s retarded, my flow is the stupidest, dumb
I’ll probably need to after school tutor it
Balling on beats got hops like breweries
Sideline haters need to chill where the cooler is
Dr. J flow, you can call me Julius
Y’all take shots, I direct, movie shit
Grand Hustle champion, all I do is ball ‘em up
Niggas starting conversations just so they can talk us up
If you ain’t running shit you can’t even walk with us
Still I’m chill blunt wider than a coffee cup
You know it’s B.o, I do this for the people
Stacking c-notes, pockets on Cee-lo
Uhm, I’m killing ‘em mama, I’m talking hockey mask
I do it to death, swag on body bag
This beat is out of here, it’s gone
Farewell, so long, so long
I’m sayonara, the way I’m gone
So far away there ain’t no signal on my phone
Cuz I’m a star, so when I hit the bar it’s like Cheers
Everybody knows who you are
Who would’ve thought I would’ve took it this far?
Play the guitar

[Hook: T.I.]
Play the guitar, play the guitar, play the guitar
(B.o.B, B.o.B, B.o.B, B.o.B) play the guitar
(3000) Play the guitar (3000) play the guitar
(3000) Play the guitar

[Verse 2: Andre 3000]
Man, I keep having this re-occurring image where I’m
Standing on top of Church’s Chicken playing guitar
Looked over and I see B.o.B. with this strange cigar
He’s standing on top of Dunkin Donuts, it’s like he own it
We at the corner of “Give It To ‘Em” and “They Don’t Want It”
We out somewhere and me in Europe, they out here yawning
My niggas threw out way too much jewelry, my chain lonely
But they don’t know about black pearls, but I will show them
“Why the world sleeping on black girls?” Hey I don’t know, man
Silverback Stacks, jumping out the jungle
Blowing tiger stripe bubbles with “Go To Hell” bubblegum
When I was younger space shuttle got hung in front of everyone
And grandmum tells me to stay humble but do not un-der-stand
When they leave mumbles to make ‘em throw up they arms and hands
Now stumble and they will know I put on my pants
One leg at a time, like they do pay us no mind
But everybody look at why we do it, it takes us more time
Excuse me if I’m no exhibitionist according to the internet
3000 got a big old dic-tionary full of words
He must know how to use ‘em
It also says I play the violin and that ain’t true but
You give me six strings and a pick
And I will make a guitar talk, why, I ain’t gotta say shit
And I encourage any child to pick up some instrument
Cuz if you’re mad at your dad or mum, you can grab it and strum
Eat your cabbage and corn, by the time you’re done
You will finally realize that they meant you no harm
They was trying to save your crazy ass from what’s to come
3000 muthafucka “Mr. Tell-Me-Somethin’”

[Outro: Andre 3000]
And my partner say I should practice more - I know
They be saying I sound like I’m out of tune
I ask them - do you cry in tune nigga? do you laugh in tune?

[Hook: T.I.]

Kesha - Sleazy Remix ft Lil Wayne, Wiz Khalifa, T.I. & Andre 3000 Lyrics

Kesha - Sleazy 2.0 Remix ft Lil Wayne, Wiz Khalifa, T.I. & Andre 3000 Lyrics:

[Kesha]
I don’t need you or your brand new Benz
Or your bouji friends
I don’t need love looking like diamonds
Looking like diamonds

[Wiz Khalifa]
Okay I’m young and I’m tatted
I get them bucks like an addict
In this Christian Dior, I spend so much on my fabric
I got a wifey at home and what she wants she can have it
And she in love with my stick, she say I work it like magic
Okay no need to panic, I’m on a beach where the sand is
Somewhere smokin’ on medication, no I wont need a bandage
Some would look at my age and try to say I’m young and I’m handsome
I say I’m filthy f-cking rich, so I’m an old dirty bastard
And my cribs a disaster and my kush is the master
I was in my yellow car but my Ferrari go faster
Sounding like a band in it and my diamonds the dancers
On the remix with Kesha, bout to go see the cashier
On the grind so now my watch has got a lot of diamonds in it
I look down and see a hundred thou’ and think its time to get it
Brought a lot of marijauna and I’m here to share it
No it’s not a problem, better get it, then I wont be here tomorrow momma

[Kesha] x2
I don’t need you or your brand new Benz
Or your bouji friends
And I don’t need love looking like diamonds
Looking like diamonds

[Andre 3000]
We start out so cute in our baby pictures
That momma shot for our daddy so that HE wouldn’t forget you
He forgot anyway, but hey, one day he’ll remember
If not he’s human, I’m human, you human, we’ll forgive him
God gives him his ultimatum, can’t see how momma hates him
He’s such a cool ass guy, then wonder why she date him
I’m only 8, I’m not old enough, guess it’s complicated
Two parent dwellings, expelling have got so underrated
I only say this in cadence so it don’t get negated
I was gon’ save it for later but later look like maybe
This crazy lady named Kesha is guessing my Mercedes
Would be all new and through through, but its the 1980′s
But now that we are cool cool, she sippin’ Irish Baileys
She say “Stacks, you’re true blue?”
I said “Nah, I’m Navy”
I call her Kesha, she like it, because it’s hood to her
She call me Andre 6000 because I’m good to her

[Kesha] x2
I don’t need you or your brand new Benz
Or your bouji friends
And I don’t need love looking like diamonds
Looking like diamonds

[T.I]
Hey Kesha what up boo its me
Do you know what to do wit me?
Bad bitches, I got two of me
Well you better make it two or three
Bad bitches know me so don’t bother introducing me
They want me more than diamonds
Wipe me down bitch, I’m super clean
I’m hella cold, mega paid, making moves doing things
Bitches stay queued and they all wanna do the king
I’m ballin’, royalty, knew it when I seen her
I was gonna take her, make her my new royal penis cleaner
My demeanor something special and this dick is so impressive
Bitch I bet you take it off and take it with you if I let you
I aint trippin’, I’m just here, couldn’t catch you when I catch you
Bitch my swagger super natural
Get you pregnant looking at you
I aint nothing like them other dudes
I’m an atom bomb, they a molecule
Still paint ballin’ out the frame, stuntin’ like a fool

[Kesha - Hook]

Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum
The beat’s so fat gonna make me come
Um, um, um, over to your place!

Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum
The beat’s so fat, gonna make me come
Um, um, um, over to your place!

[Lil Wayne]
We be on that shit that no one be on
Thats what we one, smoke that neon
Kings of Leon, Dynamite Napoleon
Got some skinny’s and a tee on
And some vans and my mans got the ratchet
While I’m laying in some p-ssy you be laying in a casket
And I’m just saying, I’m just spazzing
Im just smashing, Im just nasty
If you ’bout it, bust it open
Oh you fancy man, I got so many flows like mansion
Catch a tantrum, know a girl called Cleopatra
She a throw that p-ssy at ya
I’m financially straight like a lion
I aint lying
And all my hoes on they toes
Ballerina, Black Swan
Man we on Ciroc, Grey Goose
It’s Weezy baby, sleazy baby

(Young Mula baby)

[Kesha - Hook]

(Its sleazy)

Young Jeezy - I Do ft. Jay-Z & Andre 3000 Lyrics

Young Jeezy - I Do ft. Jay-Z & Andre 3000 Lyrics:

[Young Jeezy]
I said I see some ladies in here tonight I might marry
Gon of the Belve’ and ‘tron it’s too scary
Baby you can have whatever you like, the tooth fairy
I’ll do anything to leave here tonight with you
I said I do, I do, I do, I do, I do
(You know I do)
I said I do I do I do I do I do
(You know I do)
I said I do I do I do I do I do

[Young Jeezy - Verse 1]
I said now what it is, what it do, homegirl aint got a clue
If I get you open all the things that I would do to you
Smack it up flip it down, weigh it up, break it down
Lean you to ya side yeah and ask ya who’s ya daddy
Aint even gotta open your eyes, know what your looking at
And I aint even have to open my eyes when I was cooking that
Guess it was love at first sight, eye contact
Remember the night we first met, I caught a contact
Lest she my ride or die, it’s us against the world
You know we both hustlin’ so hustlin’ is our world
Said I musta had too much to drink I’m in my G-Mode
So all the ladies repeat after me cause it’s the G-Code
Promise if I get locked, you’ll come and pay my bond
If you hear some niggas plotting on me, you’ll remain loyal
And errytime you give it to me it’s gon be the bomb
And in these unlucky streets you’re gon’ be my lucky charm

[Hook]

(Man, that boy so cold, give him a blanket in here)

[Jay-Z]
I D-O, I D-O, I D-O oh oh oh
I be though, promise to treat this game, I D O
Under the cold, not bring drama to mama’s peephole
Life’s a bitch but she ‘s the only love that I know – oh oh
So la-a-dee, after the “I Do’s” lets do Mercedes
Lets tie the knot, lets grab us a pot, lets make a baby
Looking back, I don’t know who threw this bouquet to me
But I walk down this aisle faithfully, cut that cake for me
I Jay-Z, take this unlawful lady to have and to hold
And til the task force grow
To hug her every corner til I get ash from the coal
Or until I’ve amassed a fortune, too much cash for me to fold
Fold under pressure I would never, ever, ever, ever
Your secret’s I treasure, for better or worser
You’ll always be my first love til death do us part
Pull a hearse up, my verse up

[Hook]

[Andre 3000]
Nothings more attractive than a heavy praying woman
To a him and those and them been defecating on me (ughh)
Her would sense the heaven, and him when Andre omen
Baby I’m hell, save me, don’t bail
Crazy I tell you all of this in the middle of a club
Where words tend to get thrown around lightly like like like love
And friend and rockstar and so and so’s a genius
So him vow to never utter him do unless he mean it
Her proud like her mother and ooohh momma’s sweet
So you just know that Juicy fruit aint gon’ fall too far from tree
So if we ever woop the woop
I want all that bleep to bleep
On this nasty carpet Bixby fresh on one knee
Say I do I do I do I do I do
So we can float up outta here in this hot air balloon
Lets put a baby butterfly up in your lil’ cocoon
And maybe 2030 our baby, she’ll be nerdy make the whole club swoon

[Andre 3000 Talking]

[Hook]

[End]

Lil Wayne: Tha Carter IV Complete Album Lyrics

Lil Wayne: Tha Carter IV Complete Album Lyrics

Tha Carter IV is the upcoming ninth studio album by American rapper Lil Wayne aka Lil Tunechi. The album was originally intended to be released on May 16, 2011, but had its release date rescheduled several times and now has the  current release date of August 29, 2011. The album has an all star guest of features. LYRICS BELOW.

Tracklist

1. Intro Lyrics

2. Blunt Blowin Lyrics

3. MegaMan Lyrics

4. 6 Foot 7 Foot Lyrics (featuring Cory Gunz)

5. Nightmares Of The Bottom Lyrics

6. She Will Lyrics (featuring Drake)

7. How To Hate Lyrics (featuring T-Pain)

8. Interlude Lyrics (performed by Tech N9ne & Andre 3000)

9. John Lyrics (featuring Rick Ross)

10. Abortion Lyrics

11. So Special Lyrics (featuring John Legend)

12. How To Love Lyrics

13. President Carter Lyrics

14. It's Good Lyrics Lyrics (featuring Drake and Jadakiss)

15. Outro Lyrics (performed by Bun B, Nas, Shyne and Busta Rhymes)

Deluxe Edition Bonus Tracks

16. I Like The View Lyrics (featuring Bruno Mars)

17. Mirror Lyrics

18. Two Shots Lyrics
iTunes Bonus

19. Up Up and Away Lyrics
Target Bonus
20. Novacane Lyrics
21. I Got Some Money On Me Lyrics (featuring Birdman)

Lil Wayne - Interlude Lyrics (ft. Tech N9ne & Andre 3000)

Lil Wayne - Interlude Lyrics (ft. Tech N9ne & Andre 3000):

Tech N9ne
Heart’s what it is
Watch what the kid drops, I’ma get the prop if you’re not wit’ the biz
Not only other regions, I really popped at the crib
So hatin’ motherfuckers, you better stop with the jibs
All for the dibs, but I’m boss,
It’s don’t matter what the cost when I live right across from the Wiz
Killa City will have a nigga lost in the Mids
Doin’ nothin’ but mothers stackin’ pussy coffin again
What is happenin’ is a merger, different levels of murder
Lil Weezy cook it and I’ma serve her
Further, guess what I’ma go do wit’ this women when we’re eatin’ Gerber?
Mama said to kill ‘em all, and I heard her
Thank you, baby, for what became Lil Wayne
It’s good that all the people know when Strange in the game
I been really able to hang in the fame
But when he shot at my nig was when it changed in my lane
I’m accustomed, fucking lovin’ nothin’ but to get your brain
And I be stuck in lust and quick to a bust a nut and take a nigga’s dame wit’ no shame
When they be bussin’ ‘nough, they thinkin’ they thuggin’ tough
But never do knuckle up, you in the game, you bang
You druggin’, touchin’ everything, you lame?
Sucka, you cannot sustain the rain
Tech N9ne is such a cuckoo in this
Balla nigga, Strange Music, coupe through swishas
I know a lot of you prolly never knew who this is
Well, you listenin’ to Tecca Nina, soo woo bidness

Andre 3000

Today, I feel electric gray, I hope tomorrow neon black
I tell a nigga all those flows are borrowed, it’s the phar-oh, Three Stacks
I woke up in Cai-ro, lookin’ at stars so bright in the sky I thought they were marbles
No car doors, whatcha call those? A whole carload of raw hoes
In a Jeep Defender, please remember, don’t feel the Simba
Three’s a symbol like nobody, he’s a symbol of what’s safari
Pulled her ponytail to my body, she’s the only girl that was smart e…
…nough to call me Mr. Benjamin in the middle of a wild party
Skin was cinnamon, I pound it harder, how come the only girls that are thought of
Are the light ones? Well, tonight, then, we gon’ do it, do it, do it for the dark ones
It’s important that you are more than welcome to the Carter IV and
Y’all enjoy it, I will go ‘head, and I’ll kiss y’all on y’all forehead
Out

Lloyd ft Andre 3000 & Lil Wayne - Dedication To My Ex (Miss That) Lyrics

Lloyd ft Andre 3000 & Lil Wayne - Dedication To My Ex (Miss That) Lyrics:

[Lil Wayne]
Hey ya
I came to talk about this girl that had my love it seems
I went away for a while
She gave my love away
I really shouldn’t blame her
But now that p-ssy is a stranger
[Lloyd]
Baby, somethings on my mind I gotta say it
Yeah, Your p-ssy done changed
It’s the same girl and thats a shame
(A crying shame baby)
Oooh, aint being funny
I know another bee’s been in that honey
Ooh, baby, her p-ssy done changed
It’s such a shame girl and thats a shame
(who the hell you giving my loving to girl?)
Oooh Nooo
Tell me where that p-ssy gone
Cause it don’t feel the same
(I miss that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy)
Oooh Nooo
(why you do me like that baby)
Why is that happening to me
Oooh Nooo
She told me that it was not missin’
(I miss that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy)
Oooh Nooo
Yeah yeah yeah yeh
She, she used to be a really special lady
I guess she’s feeling kinda freaky lately
It’s such a shame cause now the p-ssy’s changed
(P-ssy changed)
She used to squeeze me
Grip me tight so she can please me
But now-now, that p-ssy changed
It’s such a shame, that p-ssy changed
Oooh Nooo
Where did ya p-ssy go?
Cause girl, I need to know
(I miss that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy)
Oooh Nooo
I’ma about to kill it bitch
Oooh Nooo
She gave away all my money
(I miss that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy)
Oooh Nooo
Yeah, yeah, yeh
[Andre 3000]
Damn, doll, do change ya all?
I’m your number fan belt they are not important
I don’t use a cordless, microphone
They don’t feel real to me
Meaning real woman
Others ?
You my ? green box When I couldn’t afford a Ford
Clean socks scootin’ across the floor in your grandmama house
Hand on your mouth
You yap too much about the penny, mechanic so uncanny
X-men, x-men, your ex boyfirend should thank me that I took you off his hands
No I can’t bring another beach to the sand
And know I am well aware that you can bring a man to his knees
and get what you need without saying please
But can you bring a man to his feet when defeat is on repeat
And they put this man’s Grammy’s on the street?
What? Why so quiet?
Hate that all of our memories happened in a Hyatt
You were perfect before you went on a diet
You was way different, you think I don’t remember
Shit, the magazine got to your head
Now somebody you don’t even know got you in bed
Bet Your Buddy Dont Even Know You Don’t Like Red
Or Was It Fuchsia, F-ck It, Our Future Is Dead.
[Lil Wayne]
I thought a p-ssy cat had 9 lives man
Oooh Nooo
(I miss that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy)
Oooh Nooo
She gave away all my shit
(I miss that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy, that p-ssy)
Yeah, yeah, yeh
I miss ya girl
(F-ck dat bitch!)

Drake - Mardi Gras Ft. Kanye West, Andre 3000, Beyonce Lyrics

Drake - Mardi Gras Ft. Kanye West, Andre 3000, Beyonce Lyrics:

[Kanye West]
You a bad girl and your friends bad too
You got the swag sause, you dripping Swagu

[Beyonce]
I may be young, but I'm ready
To give you all my love
I told my girl you can get it
Just slow it down, just let it go
So in love.. I'll give it all away
Just don't tell nobody tomorrow
So tonight, I'll do it every day
Cause I can feel the morning light
We like to party!

Your touch is driving me crazy
I can't escape the way I feel
Top down with the radio on
And the night belongs to us
Just hold me close, don't let me go
So in love! I don't care what they say
I don't care if they talking tomorrow
Cause tonight I'll give you everything
Cause I can feel the morning light
We like to party!

[Andre 3000]
Sexy, 3000 degrees
I ain't worrked about them punk niggas
Over there, but they worry about me
I got a homeboy named butter and another
Homeboy named cheese. Fuck with it baby
I make it milk til it drip down your knees
Spit this shit for rillo, brain rillo
Kiddo say he looks up to me, this just
Makes me feel old..
Never thought we could become someone else's hero
Man, we run this through the moot court
?
Yesterday, that's the way, every single morning
I try to pray. Nothing else really means nothing to me
I ain't trying to be - you talking to me?
Girl why you fuckin with me? Move on
There ain't nothing to see!
Always on this song, I'm the wrong
All of them will remem.. will remem..

[Hook]
So in love.. I'll give it all away
Just don't tell nobody tomorrow
So tonight, I'll do it every day
Cause I can feel the morning light
We like to party!

[Kanye West]
You a bad girl and your friend bad too
You got the swag sauce, you dripping Swagu..

Beyonce - Party Lyrics (ft. Andre 3000)

Beyonce - Party Lyrics ft. Andre 3000 & Kanye West:

[Kanye West]

You a bad girl and your friends bad too, oh

We got the swag so she drippin’ swagoo

You a bad girl and your friends bad too, oh

We got the swag so she drippin’ swagoo

[Beyonce]

I may be young, but I’m ready

To give you all my love

I told my girls you can get it

Don’t slow it down, just let it go

So in love

I’ll give it all away

Just don’t tell nobody tomorrow

So tonight,

I’ll do it every way

Cause knockin’ til the morning light

Cause we like to party, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Cause we like to party, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Cause we like to party

Your touch is driving me crazy

I can’t explain the way I feel

Tuck down with the radio on

And the night belong to us

Just hold me close, don’t let me go

So in love

I don’t care what they say

I don’t care if they talking tomorrow

Cause tonight’s the night, uh, uh, uh ooh

That I give you everything

Music knockin’ ’til the morning light

[Andre 3000]

Set the scene, three thousand degrees

Ain’t worried ’bout them f-ck niggas over there, but they worried ’bout me

I got a homeboy named Butta and another homeboy, that nigga named Cheese

Fuck wit’ me baby, I make it milk ’til it drip down yo’ knees

Spit this shit fo’ rillo, brain brillo

Kiddo say he looks up to me, this just makes me feel old

Never thought that we could become someone else’s hero

Man, we were just in the food court, eating our gyro

Yesterday, that’s the way, every single mornin’ I try to pray

Grandmom ‘n them, they never forgot, and nothin’ else really mean nuttin’ to me

I ain’t stuntin’ to beat, talkin’ to me?

Girl, why you f-ckin’ wit’ me? Move on, ain’t nuttin’ to see

Pssh, always somethin’ to salt, I’m the raw, off the rip

‘Cause of him, all of them, will remem, ber the men

And that they fell in love with rap, black like havin’ your cousin back

Blue like when that rent is due, cream like when I’m lovin’ you

Yeah

[Beyonce]

So in love

I’ll give it all away

Just don’t tell nobody tomorrow

Cause tonight’s the night

That I give you everything

Music knockin’ ’til the morning light

Cause we like to party, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Cause we like to party, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Cause we like to party

[Kanye West]

You a bad girl and your friends bad too, oh

We got the swag so she drippin’ swagoo

You a bad girl and your friends bad too, oh

We got the swag so she drippin’ swagoo

Ke$ha – Sleazy Remix ft. Andre 3000 Lyrics

Ke$ha – Sleazy Remix ft. Andre 3000 Lyrics:

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I don’t need you and your brand new Benz

Or your boojy friends

And I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds

Get sleazy

[Andre 3000]

We started out so cute in our baby pictures

That mommy shot for our daddy so that he wouldn’t forget you

He forgot anyway, but hey, one day he’ll remember

If not he’s human, I’m human, you human, we’ll forgive him

God gives him his ultimatum, can’t see how momma hates him

He’s such a cool ass guy, then wonder why she date him

I’m only 8, I’m not old enough, guess it’s complicated

Two parent dwellings, expelling have got so underrated

I only say this in cadence so it don’t get negated

I was gon’ save it for later but later look like maybe

This crazy lady named Kesha is guessing my Mercedes

Would be all new and through through, but its the 1980′s

But now that we are cool cool, she sippin’ Irish Baileys

She say “Stacks, you’re true blue?”

I said “Nah, I’m Navy”

I call her Kesha, she like it, because it’s hood to her

She call me Andre 6000 cause I’m good to her

[Kesha]

I don’t need you and your brand new Benz

Or your boojy friends

And I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds

I don’t need you and your brand new Benz

Or your boojy friends

And I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds

You can’t imagine the immensity of the f*ck I’m not giving

About your money and man servant at the mansion you live in

And I don’t wanna go places where all my ladies can’t get in

Just grab a bottle, some boys, and let’s take it back to my basement

And get sleazy, sick of all your lines, so cheesy

Sorry daddy, but I’m not that easy

I’m not gonna sit here while you circle jerk it and work it

Imma take it back to where my man and my girls is

Sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, ’cause imma get

Sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, get sleazy, ’cause imma get

I don’t need you and your brand new Benz

Or your boojy friends

And I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds

I don’t need you and your brand new Benz

Or your boojy friends

And I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds

Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum

The beat’s so fat gonna make me come

Um, um, um, over to your place!

Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum

The beat’s so fat, gonna make me come

Um, um, um, over to your place!

I don’t mean to critique on your seduction technique

But your money’s not impressing me, it’s kinda weak

That you really think you’re gonna get my rocks off

Get my top and socks off, by showing me the dollars in your drop box
Me and all my friends, we don’t buy bottles, we bring ‘em

We take the drinks from the tables when you get up and leave ‘em

And I don’t care if you stare and you call us scummy

Cause we ain’t after your affection, and sure as hell not your money, honey

I don’t need you and your brand new Benz

Or your boojy friends

And I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds
I don’t need you and your brand new Benz

Or your boojy friends

And I don’t need love looking like diamonds

Looking like diamonds

Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum

The beat’s so fat , gonna make me come

Um, um, um, over to your place!

Rat-a-tat-tat on your dum-dum drum

The beat’s so fat, gonna make me come

Um, um, um, over to your place!

Chris Brown - Deuces Remix Ft. Drake, T.I., Kanye West, Fabolous & Andre 3000 Lyrics

Chris Brown - Deuces Remix Ft. Drake, T.I., Kanye West, Fabolous & Andre 3000 Lyrics:

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[Drake]
What you mean I ain’t call you?
I hit you when I landed
I’m waiting in my hotel room
seems like we are arguing more and it’s getting less romantic
yeah, I think she’ll be able to tell soon
but I f-cked you right I will
I f-cked you right I will
I’ll f-ck you like no-one has ever ever made you feel
I mean it’s part of our relationships, amazing still
I might just put up with the arguing and stay for real
you looking mad, girl for goodness sakes
you with all those curves and me without no breaks
ooh, I’m willing to work it out however long it takes you
you feel like you miss those happy days well girl that makes two of us
Our timing is wrong
your friends always tying up every line on your phone
yeah but tell them b-tches that you’ll always be my missus
and the hardest part about the f-cking business is minding your own
uhh, and everytime I try and break it off
we just yell until we tired then I break you off
it’s useless all this fighting lets get past it now
even when I throw them deuces you just send it back around
[T.I]
Your wrist and fingers glisten
ice cold like Michigan
eh look at what we living in
here we go with this again
I just keep on talking but I guess that you aint listening
rather run around with them nothing ass b-tches
then, go on, got me hot, smoking like a chimney
we used to be best friends, now it seems we finna be enemy’s
deep inside it’s killing me
but soon its gon be killing you
to see her in that two seater, now thats gon hurt your feelin’s boo
ah ha, didn’t you think you would be over me
by now so you go sleeping with them clowns, they are no relief
she spoke her piece I know, capisce
so love must be let go, released
into the wind, again again and deuces I must throw ya peace
[Kanye West]
You know what, yo?
you a b-tch!
you should have a travel agent cuz you a trip
you should make your own toilet tissue since you the sh-t
but all you got is some f-cking issues you f-cking b-tch
I hate muthaf-ckers, but I love your mom
give her a kiss for me, her second son
get your mind right baby or get your sh-t together
you gon be hot a little while
I’mma be rich forever (Amber Rose diss?)
girl seducers, they come in Deuces
when I cut em off they always become a nuisance
n-ggas take my old flows and they take my old swag
he just took my old b-tch and turn it to his new b-tch
hehe. I’m stupid
but I won’t get my drama on
what I’m dealing with is too real for me to comment on
Jay finally got it through my head not to run my mouth
so when you talk bout “you know who” I don’t know who you talkin’ bout
[Fabolous]
According to my old b-tch I be on some new sh-t
she was on some old sh-t, now I got a new b-tch
think I give two sh-ts
you aint gon do sh-t
meet my two fingers, intro…deuces
if you knew better you’d do better
wanna get the middle finger but I got two better
[Chris Brown - Chorus]
So you gon diss me even though you know it’s wrong
know you gon (miss me a little when I’m gone)
[Fabolous]
Drizzy voice, now I’m ghost baby
four door Rizzy Royce
tryna work it out might be a bad business choice
I’m bout my business boys
plus I make paper
come on thats old news
yesterday’s paper
oh, you talkin’, what about?
if it aint how I kept you studded out
you might as well shut ya mouth
you’ll never score another me, I’ll shut it out
act like there’s gum in your hair girl, cut it out
[Rick Ross]
Got a pocket full of hunderds
she the only one is missing
got a bucket full of ice
and a watch to go with it
got a racing lamborghini
have my homies scared to drive
haters better put their head down they know that boy be fly
all the charter planes
now i’m talking ballers slang
R.O.Z.A.Y on that wall in the hall of fame
i let my denim sag
red louis belt
how can u love me baby, first you gotta love yourself !
[Andre 3000]
The farewell email from a female
but I’m a playa, aint gon tell you all the details
what it entails is hard to say like selling seashells
by the seashore, but she’s not a bore but neither a whore
who needs to know more
the kind you can’t ignore but want to open the door…for,
or run in your favourite store and leave with all them shopping bags and half of it aint your’s,
I did things for, aint rich aint poor
I want it to do more but hell I just aint know her
well enough to know if this is all she came for
but enough to know tonight excited she came four
times to my cousins house to see if I was there
get ya minds out the gutter man
we out here tryna have a good time
and here I am, all heavy with the words where
somebody thats a nerd, likely fast forward
but sh-t they asked for it
it’s hard to throw up them deuces cause when you know it’s juicy
you start to sound like Confucius when making up excuses
chase the Cabooses until the track gone
I gotta find me a new locomotive stop making sad songs
[Chris Brown - Chorus]
Im on some new shit
Im chuckin my deuces up to her
Im moving on to something better, better, better
No more tryin to make it work
You made me wanna say bye bye, say bye bye, say bye bye to her [x2]
[End]