Showing posts with label DJ Drama. Show all posts
Showing posts with label DJ Drama. Show all posts

Saturday, 29 September 2012

DJ Drama - Clouds Lyrics (Ft. Curren$y, Miguel, Pusha T & Rick Ross)


DJ Drama - Clouds Lyrics (Ft. Curren$y, Miguel, Pusha T & Rick Ross):
[hook: miguel]
i wanna kiss your mind, babe
let’s take a walk on the clouds
let me taste your thoughts, babe
let’s take a walk on the clouds

[verse 1: rick ross]
last night i fell asleep counting a million cash
life wild, i only smile when i see my stash
large yacht, fast money, she need a slow cruise
cigar, ciroc, her nigga old news
old money always put me on my new shit
hermes ahead in my to-do list
rollin up a laugh, take a walk in the clouds
take a look at my niggas, young, rich and we wild
ain’t no bitches allowed, acting like snitchin’ us out
got this gold on my neck, teachin’ new principles now
startin’ the lotus, revvin’ the motors
walk on the clouds, we ain’t second to no one

[hook]

[verse 2: pusha t]
i got you walkin’ on cloud nine
as you ???
you only second to my first love
but you can refer to her as alpine
alpina, the b7 on beach
like you riding on first class to reach heaven
close enough to see the gates open
waterfront, you gon’ wonder if the lakes open
bout the knees have you bend over
chanel samples being sent over
shit, i swear she was goin’ for me
right, just keep it tight and keep it warm for me

[hook]

[verse 3: curren$y]
i could never go broke with my name ???
i’m a brand, i’m a man that became rich
new car, new crib, but i ain’t a switch
the same old niggas i been with
got this loot together sayin’ ones gon spend it
circle of winners baby girl, ???
no iphone pictures, you gotta live off memory
pop the hood i show you the engine
roll through my old hood, put you up on my history
smoke joints with my niggas,and cash stunts on them bum ass niggas i don’t deal with
with a ???, ???
but they can’t reach us
we in the god ceilings, cathedral-style homes
rosaries in my rolls royce, god put me on
rollin’ somethin’ choice, lighten up, ???
she never won’ come down, i promise or she won’t

[hook]

Sunday, 1 July 2012

DJ Drama - My Moment ft. 2 Chainz, Meek Mill & Jeremih Lyrics

DJ Drama - My Moment ft. 2 Chainz, Meek Mill & Jeremih Lyrics:

[DJ Drama]
You see I been waiting
Waiting on that time
Feel me if you been waiting on yours
That moment…
Is close
[Hook: Jeremih]
Tired of living day to day like everything is alright
Just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment
[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Old dude met mom it was on
Then he named me over a phone, prison term
Live and learn, sippin’ syrup with my vision blurred
Take this cup of reality, niggas finna err
When you start from the bottom you can see the top
So when you get to it, don’t let ‘em see the spot
Next thing you know you lookin’ for a rent sign
Upper echelon, bitch we skip line
I remember reminiscing in the kitchen like
I wonder when the Braves gon’ win it
I wonder when the Falcons gon’ get here
Pyrex vison, made more than I ever made with DTP this year
[Hook: Jeremiah]
Tired of livin’ day to day like everything is alright
Livin like theres one thing on my mind
Just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment
Waiting on my moment
you say you got that OG hell
Next time thats mine
Long as I stay hustlin im gon’ shine
Just waiting on that moment
Waiting on my moment
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
Just waiting on my moment
Bad hoes im shonin
Time came and I owned it
Just like Lebron James and start ballin
When I touch the block I cracked the block
When I pulled up in that ? drop
With that roof off and my shoes off
On you bitch niggas, Real talk
Real nigga in my hood, who errbody gon’ root for
They see my come from that bottom
Where errbody get bout it
They told me get em, I got em
Now im here nigga like yeah nigga
Just rolls royce and Bugattis
And m4 this year nigga
If I dont grind, I dont shine
If I dont shine, then I don’ eat
Won’t eat, then ima starve
If ima starve, I pull heat
On all yall bitch ass niggas
All yall rich azz niggas
Cuz if I don’ make no money nigga
Im gon’ take yo money nigga
[Hook:]
[Verse 3: Jeremiah]
Since life ain’t promised..
Live it up live it up live it up
Here before it come this far
Give it up give it up give it up
“I won’t” give it up give it up give up
Until I have it all, YEAH
[Hook:]

Sunday, 4 March 2012

DJ Drama - We In This Bitch ft. Young Jeezy, T.I., Ludacris & Future Lyrics

DJ Drama - We In This Bitch ft. Young Jeezy, T.I., Ludacris & Future Lyrics:
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Chorus:
We got money in our pocket, and whatever you’re sipping on
Cause we’re about to live… this bitch, what a fuck we’re tripping …
..they’re in this bitch
And they gonna put you back on place if you do some wrong!
We’re in this bitch (we’re in this bitch, yeah we’re in this bitch)
We got a section full of girls, and they barely speaking English!
Let’s toasted off to the life in our…
We’re in this bitch, we’re in this hoe
I got the forty on me now, the most…
…see the next to blow
You should see my … and light the…
..car transformer is in the transformer
We haven’t cooked the whole thing on a …
What about … on a…
Whole fifty for the… pay my gas bill
So many horses … parked in the…
Took the ice upon my cup and put it…
And this bad bitch with me form another planet
..and I can’t stand it!
Hey, baby girl… I’m talking with your mouth full, use a…
What the fuck, who to hail, flashback in this bitch, I thought I’ve seen the…
Chorus:
We got money in our pocket, and whatever you’re sipping on
Cause we’re about to live… this bitch, what a fuck we’re tripping …
..they’re in this bitch
And they gonna put you back on place if you do some wrong!
We’re in this bitch (we’re in this bitch, yeah we’re in this bitch)
We got a section full of girls, and they barely speaking English!
Let’s toasted off to the life in our…
You know how we handle shit, gangsta got it glamor it
Don’t want a lot of shit.. amateurs.
I’m walking up in here, I bought some dough…
Disrespect is… that’s the shit you wanna know
Niggers say it all year, but…
Call it the… and feeling go down, hoe
Pop it …. drown, hoe
..ain’t no broke niggers around.
So excuse me, who is he? …
Somebody go and get security!
… a lot of niggers hate you, boy
Pocket full of money, got more paper than a paper boy…
Chorus:
We got money in our pocket, and whatever you’re sipping on
Cause we’re about to live… this bitch, what a fuck we’re tripping …
..they’re in this bitch
And they gonna put you back on place if you do some wrong!
We’re in this bitch (we’re in this bitch, yeah we’re in this bitch)
We got a section full of girls, and they barely speaking English!
Let’s toasted off to the life in our…
I’m popping plenty bottles like I got plenty bricks
Call me Mr. Marcus, I’m on this bitch!
Super drank, super smoke, and some super hoes
..looking like we wanna fuck super …
Thirsty chicks, trying to give it, I don’t want it
You’ve been in more laps than…
Conscious what we’re drinking, faded ’till the world end
Never see me blinking, unless I’m on your girlfriend
Ludacris, I’ve been a stable in this other game
Got the best lines so I guess I…
My name is louder, you rappers need to hush more
My president’s … Mount Rushmore…
..blue pills, that’s my X-box
You can hate, you can … you can make a wish
But eight albums, and Luda still in this bitch!

Friday, 25 November 2011

DJ Kay Slay - The King Of The Streets Lyrics (Ft. Doo Wop, DJ Khaled & DJ Drama)

DJ Kay Slay - The King Of The Streets Lyrics (Ft. Doo Wop, DJ Khaled & DJ Drama):
Hey oh, Kay Slay!
I ain’t no rapper, but I shit on some rappers
I’m better than most of ‘em rappers out there!
Oh… it DJ Khaled, Drama
About my money, I’mma chop my life on this!
Hey, yow young.. what they do..?
New York money connection.
I’m a Korean, this is some real shit!
I can see the money coming from a mile away
I can see the money coming from a mile away
Drop a hundred racks, put it o pack, man
High style, black diamonds in the…
All black six.. with the curtains closed
All black six.. with the curtains closed
Pulling up to my estate, I’m in this state of mine
Expanding my business, now every state is mine
More hits for you fuck boys
We got way more hits for you fuck boys
Streets talking told me… now you got the power
Cause we’re the best when you’re here, is playing the drama.
Chorus:
We’re the reason,
You throw your hands in the air
..popping bottles, pretty women everywhere
We’re the reason,
You know you’re rocking millionaires
Like you mother fuckers don’t see us over here!
We’re the reason,
Strippers bounce into the beat
..seven days of the week.
We’re the reason
We’re the reason
So pay homage to the king of the streets!
I came through the door, now, let’s rock him loud!
I kick through the door…
..educating these savages, they’re pushing the lines.
The truth of living, I keep it down by my side
Straight .. magazine, you know how I ride!
DJ can’t slay from around the ay
Aka, slap your favorite DJ!
But that’s some more shit!
We’re getting money right now!
Real bosses on this track who’ll be sucking it down
So bring that .. the break dance
The real MCs, the DJs with fats hands
I live for this shit, I die for the game
New York mother fucker, I ride with no lames!
Warning, warning, warning
..the drama king is in the building
It’s about to be on!
Chorus:
We’re the reason,
You throw your hands in the air
..popping bottles, pretty women everywhere
We’re the reason,
You know you’re rocking millionaires
Like you mother fuckers don’t see us over here!
We’re the reason,
Strippers bounce into the beat
..seven days of the week.
We’re the reason
We’re the reason
So pay homage to the king of the streets!
Is la crĆØme de la crĆØme
The mix-tape equivalent..
Friends/co-defenders, stay away from fans
Commissions of cut masters at the round table breaking bread!
Slay boss models to the lab, and they… a lot of paper and ass.
Make it ring! Main profit of the black market, but I’m so hood!
Drop my box, caught it walking down the red carpet (my bad)
Can’t forget where I came from
The block showed the nigger how to traffic
But I took another…
And applied to this game without master
(who was you?)
First name: Soul, last name: Classic
Aka top five, dead or alive
I play different, a lot of niggers could…
There’s only one…
Play the player position, to go in other direction
Stop trying to .. the gun in my session.
Chorus:
We’re the reason,
You throw your hands in the air
..popping bottles, pretty women everywhere
We’re the reason,
You know you’re rocking millionaires
Like you mother fuckers don’t see us over here!
We’re the reason,
Strippers bounce into the beat
..seven days of the week.
We’re the reason
We’re the reason
So pay homage to the king of the streets!

Friday, 14 October 2011

DJ Drama - Aint No Way Around It Lyrics Ft Future

DJ Drama - Aint No Way Around It Lyrics Ft Future:

ain't no way around it
ain't no way around it

ain't no way around it

ain't no way around it


[chorus:]

a bitch gon' be a bitch

a hoe gon' be a hoe

a killer gon' be a killer

that's sumthin' you need to know

ain't no way around it, ain't no way around it

a dealer gon' be a dealer

a player gon' be a player

my niggas, them my niggas, they just like blood

ain't no way around it, ain't no way around it


i had a young, hot thang fucked my bro and gave 'em brain

and she expect for me to love her, i can never be a lame

i'm attracted to her sexually, but she ain't my main dame

we can be the best of friends, shawty, but you off the chain

see i ain't gonna hold it against ya

i'm a keep it pimpin' with ya
don't you come at me with issues

ain't tryna get all in your mixture

i ain't tryna come to get ya

you can meet me somewhere on peachtree

at the w on the fourteenth ain't tryna fuck no hoe tryna know me

know they fuck my woodie, already smashed on home beach

half of these bitches phony, singing love songs like toni

ms. braxton you the action, stop actin'

just another sad love song waitin' to happen


[chorus:]

a bitch gon' be a bitch

a hoe gon' be a hoe

a killer gon' be a killer

that's sumthin' you need to know

ain't no way around it, ain't no way around it

a dealer gon' be a dealer

a player gon' be a player

my niggas, them my niggas, they just like blood

ain't no way around it, ain't no way around it


strapped with that flame and he ready to bust a brain

you can't tell the homie nothing, he done felt too much pain

he don't care nuttin' 'bout no fame, he addicted to the game

some niggas rob, some niggas slang, do whatever to maintain

travel all the way to waco, get them numbers for the low-low

bigger the risk, the bigger the check, we watch for po-po

make sure you keep your eyes on, when you're drivin' down 1-0

that interstate ain't no joke when you're ridin' with coco

when you got hands like these you can count money with your eyes closed

when you spend cheese like this you send killers to niggas front door

half of these niggas front fo', bitches for extra convo

really plugged in with migo, go blind and still can see notes

[chorus:]

a bitch gon' be a bitch

a hoe gon' be a hoe

a killer gon' be a killer

that's sumthin' you need to know

ain't no way around it, ain't no way around it

a dealer gon' be a dealer

a player gon' be a player

my niggas, them my niggas, they just like blood

ain't no way around it, ain't no way around it

Wednesday, 12 October 2011

DJ Drama - Lay Low Lyrics ft Meek Mill & Young Chris, Freeway

DJ Drama - Lay Low Lyrics ft Meek Mill & Young Chris, Freeway:
bought a brand new …, 5 thousand a month
bitch my sour is special, hundred hours a blunt
only smoking what’s proper, and the worst will be popping
…and we shot ya
… so be a massacre,…chicken like soccer
bottles popping it’s pop it
20 bitches around us, i just slaughter them numbers
soon as she hit me, i count her
i can narrow the pinky, hit her right like winky
got the club looking clowny, for the love of the …
and the 6 and the benz, couple of bitches they friends
and we just getting started…
niggers fishing… drop my …
niggers… bitch i’m living again
special shout to division
they see my vision to win

know it’s a slaughter, when you see the sparkles
they tell me, what type of couches, bitches surround us
we blunting, travel the globe
stop through your town and run it,
so let them know, cut them hoes, tonight we blow the money
… cause we motherfucking pay hoe
…life is a bitch i’m in the sun with my shades on
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
hey hoe, hey hoe, hey hoe
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
hey hoe, hey hoe, hey hoe
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low

maseratti dipping…
neck cause me a billie…
and fucking bad bitches, other niggers like a …
this summer’s mine, jordan number 9,
i came in balling all these niggers like a yellow…
and won all your bitches, hit them from the lot…
it’s me and chris, eat a dick, we the shit
we really balling, you just talk about it…
i’m on my metro, call me if you need a brick

know it’s a slaughter, when you see the sparkles
they tell me, what type of couches, bitches surround us
we blunting, travel the globe
stop through your town and run it,
so let them know, cut them hoes, tonight we blow the money
… cause we motherfucking pay hoe
…life is a bitch i’m in the sun with my shades on
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
hey hoe, hey hoe, hey hoe
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
hey hoe, hey hoe, hey hoe
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low

… bacon, all these rappers be hating
spend hella facts…passing my gratious
so my canadian … they had me stuck at the border
…call me husein bolt,… flame boy
we be up in the club stunting with 2 chains boy
got a popping niggers, smacking bitches all in our faces
… trying to follow me home…
a hundred, you bitch ass nigger don’t want it …

know it’s a slaughter, when you see the sparkles
they tell me, what type of couches, bitches surround us
we blunting, travel the globe
stop through your town and run it,
so let them know, cut them hoes, tonight we blow the money
… cause we motherfucking pay hoe
…life is a bitch i’m in the sun with my shades on
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
hey hoe, hey hoe, hey hoe
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low
hey hoe, hey hoe, hey hoe
after the club, we take the baddest bitch and lay low.

DJ Drama ft. Gucci Mane - Me & My Money Lyrics

DJ Drama ft. Gucci Mane - Me & My Money Lyrics:
ayyeeeee!

chorus:
me and money go together
loved this since i first met her
if you touch it i get jealous
she do just what i tell her!
me and money go together
loved this since i first met her
if you touch it i get jealous
she do just what i tell her!

got the suckers on my side, looking might jealous ..
it ain’t nothing you can tell us, your girl try to get near us
you talk a lot, i can’t hear, she’s curios, and i’m serious!
my money stash my girlfriend, drop by and i...
try to get money to the world and i will still face that...
so get a ring and count the fellows
cause m and money go together
we go in and...
i love it like my favorite...
damn, money gotta...
got me out these bad whores, got me out...

chorus:
me and money go together
loved this since i first met her
if you touch it i get jealous
she do just what i tell her!
me and money go together
loved this since i first met her
if you touch it i get jealous
she do just what i tell her!

huh, started this shit out of wholly matrimony
if we break up she go charge me alimony
and if they found...
i’mma help her move to another country!
it ain’t no secret... get money
boy.. you know we’ll get money!
i come ready to play like super ball sunday
let ‘em out to the... like the shit burning!
i play the cards i was dealt like ...
..so you know i gotta go for doubles
me and money, tell the truth, we make a good couple
break up with my girlfriend and i’m in trouble!

chorus:
me and money go together
loved this since i first met her
if you touch it i get jealous
she do just what i tell her!
me and money go together
loved this since i first met her
if you touch it i get jealous
she do just what i tell her!

huh, she my girlfriend, so we sleep together
got a hundred grands in my fucking pillow
and if i have a problem then i go and get her
but tell the truth you know...
she stay with me sunny on a rainy weather
she really help a nigger, get his life together
my money, i hope you’ll be my wife forever
make a hater sick, you’ll have to take it...
baby we gonna tight the knot like a fucking...
make a hundred million children..
take a picture with my girl, don’t we look successful?
i keep that bitch with me, so my life is never stressful!

chorus:
me and money go together
loved this since i first met her
if you touch it i get jealous
she do just what i tell her!
me and money go together
loved this since i first met her
if you touch it i get jealous
she do just what i tell her!

Monday, 10 October 2011

DJ Drama - Take My City Ft. B.o.B & Crooked I Lyrics

DJ Drama - Take My City Ft. B.o.B & Crooked I Lyrics:
[Crooked I]
I rep my city (x7)
[B.o.B]
I take my city everywhere that I go.
So when you see me you then already know.
It’s on my hat, you can tell by the clothes
It’s in my talk, so It’s in my flow.
(x2)
I take my city everywhere that I go!
[Crooked I]
I’m from the L-O-N-G-B-E-A-C-H
C-I-T-Y See I, got a paper chase.
City by the sea, it’s the 562.
That’s why every coupe I hop into, is aqua blue.
And I thought you knew, rock with me and I’ll rock with you.
This for my (city, city)
I rep my (city, city)
We 50 deep in the club, ‘cause I brought my (city) wit’ me.
Throwing them things in a octagon.
Louis Vuitton and Vacheron, In Babylon
I’m flippin’ that dough like Pappa John’s, ‘cause I’m the don.
So throw some cheese up.
Snoopy told you “G’s up.”
Dominic feels, like he’s vomiting pills, throwing E’s up.
All my east sider riders throw them E’s up.
This LBC What? (huh)
[B.o.B]
I take my city everywhere that I go.
So when you see me you then already know.
It’s on my hat, you can tell by the clothes
It’s in my talk, so It’s in my flow.
(x2)
I take my city everywhere that I go!
[Crooked I]
I’m from the E-A-S-T-S-I-D-E, ride with me.
East sider long beach.
R-T-C and I-C-G.
O-M-G and Y-M-C.
Owin’ me I’m COB.
Ima take my clique to the T-O-P on G-O-D with B.o.B.
Tell by the hat, you could tell by the tat, you could tell how I act, you could tell how I rap that I represent the L-B-C.
M-A-P we back on the map.
M-A-P mean Money And Power.
Uh-huh we back on the map.
Can’t be poor son, no Nordstrom, but its racks on racks.
SAT put me to the test, no tutor, and glutted cause the future gone show you who the best.
This is how I view success.
Givin’ you my music, yes.
Stepped on stage in Budapest,
Made em all salute the west!
[B.o.B]
I take my city everywhere that I go.
So when you see me you then already know.
It’s on my hat, you can tell by the clothes
It’s in my talk, so It’s in my flow.
(x2)
I take my city everywhere that I go!
[Crooked I]
In the Chi-town, I’m keeping it G from the get go.
Windy city killers, man they shootin’ when the wind blow.
From Oklahoma to New York, I rep my kinfolk.
Thought I was in the six-four, nope. I’m in that Enzo!
When I’m in Houston, that purple stuff is in my purple cup.
When I’m in Miami, I’m in South Beach with my circle, uhh.
When I’m in Atlanta, my fans be grabbing them cameras
Then I’m in out in Detriot with my G, Royce. And them D boys.
In every single hood, I’m so hood that I think I’m good.
South Central, Hawthorne, Gardena, Compton, Watson, Englewood.
Places that I’ve been to.
Look at my clothes when I’m mobbin’ through.
Laker purple, dodger blue.
[B.o.B]
I take my city everywhere that I go.
So when you see me you then already know.
It’s on my hat, you can tell by the clothes
It’s in my talk, so It’s in my flow.
(x2)
I take my city everywhere that I go!

Friday, 7 October 2011

DJ Drama - Undercover Lyrics Ft. J.Cole, Chris Brown

DJ Drama - Undercover Lyrics Ft. J.Cole, Chris Brown:
[Chris Brown - Verse 1]
I aint gonna lie, I’m fiendin’ cause I need it
And I’m diggin you a lot, now you still catching feelings
But I’m feeling on your spot, no kidding when I hit it
I be leaking on your spine, playing with your mind
I aint gonna stop when I finish, I be in it
I be f-cking with the lights on, thats the shit that I’m on
Give it all I got, your body and my body
We be feelin’, scratchin’, screamin’
[Hook]
(Hey shawty)
Here we go in (Ay)
Nobody doesn’t know but you
Aint nobody gon’ see you
Undercover cover cover cover
(Hey shawty)
Here we go in (Ay)
Nobody doesn’t know but you
Aint nobody gon’ see you
Undercover cover cover cover
[J. Cole: Verse 2]
One thing you should know about me is I never play to lose
Always aim high and rarely obey the rules
Never tell my business, if I did, it’d make the news
They say time is like money, you should come here pay your dues
And come and kick, can I get a minute, maybe an hour
Would you let me peek my head in for a second while you shower
I bet you got some real good power if you feel me
I’m on some Marvin Gaye shit, you know just whats gon heal me, baby
[Hook]
[Chris Brown - Verse 3]
I said excuse me, Mrs Officer can you go undercover for me
Aint enough liquor in your cup, let the waitress in then let her pour it, up
I’m tryna get you drunk as f-ck, take her to my crib then I lock her in them handcuffs
Panties off, stupid booty, ready for war: Call Of Duty
She said I got the right to remain silent
And I gotta give it to her rough but I better not get violent, hah
Girl my chain feel like an anchor
And when I told you to use your head I aint want you to be no thinker
And we aint gon’ waist this drink up, these haters all like hankers
While I’m countin’ all this paper, and my ears shine like twinkle
Big star, get my car, I valet that
You’re weak nigga, p-ssy in the street cause you’re alley cat
And I’m loyal to my fans cause I love ‘em
So girl if you a fan, you can meet me undercover like
[Hook]

Wednesday, 3 August 2011

Celeb Forever - Nicky Barnes ft. Pill & DJ Drama Lyrics

Celeb Forever - Nicky Barnes ft. Pill & DJ Drama Lyrics:
girl we’re rollin up
nigga hate em they now what’s up
million dollars twenty cars
grounded hard in my .. b*tch i’m nicky barnes
nicky barnes, nicky barnes, nicky nicky nicky barnes
b*tch i’m nicky barnes, b*tch i’m nicky barnes
grounded hard in my .. b*tch i’m nicky barnes.

ballin is my diamond back man reach me ..
hit the poker range over pocket ..
just the king of diamonds i swear it ain’t no drug
outside niggas getting money we out here
niggas getting money we out here
f*ck you haters mad at the nigga ..
get a lot of ..strip the poe
smack on .ass b*tch we’re dealing dough
pockets on gorillas zone
i’m groundin nine to nine o’clock choosing niggas
thinking niggas ‘cause they got a block
i took a hundred ..bottle watch i took a hundred with .. drop

dark shades you don’t know me
b*tch i’m nicky barnes one and only.
talk shades you don’t know me
b*tch i’m nicky barnes one and only.

chorus:
girl we’re rollin up
nigga hate em they now what’s up
million dollars twenty cars
grounded hard in my .. b*tch i’m nicky barnes
nicky barnes, nicky barnes, nicky nicky nicky barnes
b*tch i’m nicky barnes, b*tch i’m nicky barnes
grounded hard in my .. b*tch i’m nicky barnes.

f*ck the whole nigga motha f*ck damn ..
i’ll be on the star shit don’t turn banner ..it to vegetable
put you on the sandwich
big watch risk full of .. shit
whole lot of money shawty count to f*ck me
.. bracelet on ice looking in my roll ..
b*tch i’m nicky barnes ..you know me
f*ck you .. get a lot of ..strip the .. smack on ass b*tch we didn’t ..
pop it ...

b*tch i’m nicky barnes one and only.
dark shades you don’t know me
b*tch i’m nicky barnes one and only.
dark shades you don’t know me

[chorus:]

don’t trust ..the fight i got my nigga .. i’m stunned
they say they’re going .. because i play too much money
.. player
since i got that with the smack ..play my risk
nicky barnes in that .. i know when that snitch
i got the squares looking like them place ..from the nigga hit the road ..

[chorus:]

Wednesday, 27 July 2011

DJ Drama - Oh My (Remix) ft. Trey Songz, Tity Boi, Big Sean Lyrics


DJ Drama - Oh My (Remix) ft. Trey Songz, Tity Boi, Big Sean Lyrics:
[Hook - Trey Songz]
That booty's so retarded that
When it comes to this R&B shit I'm the hardest
Regardless
That one girl, sun-bottom chick
She ? them chick
She got the body of the goddess
And it ain't no competition: you got it
I want it, I'm on it
You make me wanna say: oh my!
Oh my, oh my, oh my..

[Verse 1]
You know me, I do my thing with the women
Think about it, girl, when I'm touching on a kitten
Booty's so round, waist so skinny
Here on the balcony with your face to the city
Face so pretty, heels so high that I face your titties
Mouth so dry, I could taste your titties
Girl, I'mma hit it right, have faith, no biggie..
Oh my! I'm so high
Come and be one of Tremaine's angels: fly!
Sky is the limit, I've been fly for a minute
And that girl singing fast, so rewind it a minute
I want you on my team, we be like Charlie Sheen
Winning! This life is sinning when women
Be liking women and men is ripe in linens
Sour when I pass by, wait til I'm in the denim
I'mma hit that ass..

[Hook - Trey Songz]
That booty's so retarded that
When it comes to this R&B shit I'm the hardest
Regardless
That one girl, sun-bottom chick
She ? them chick
She got the body of the goddess
And it ain't no competition: you got it
I want it, I'm on it
You make me wanna say: oh my!
Oh my, oh my, oh my..

[Verse 2]
Shawty you the one, ain't too many choices
Louis on my feet - cost me 10 pairs of Air Forces
When you mention me, know my girls are really gorgeous
I be all up in the cut like some Neosporin
Tity 2 Chainz: I got my name on my ?
Married to the streets: ain't no way you can divorce em
Got the ceiling cracked, so I'm shining like an ocean
Got the racks on top of racks like I was hanging in the closet
Hold up, hold up, pause it. Flow that'll make you nauseous
Got a girl with a back so big and an ass so big
Look like she crawling, falling, sprawling
Yeah we Cris-popping
I just call her ? but I met her at the mall, and
DJ Drama, add another comma
I put it in her ribs and say I'm working on her stomach
This girl I'm with: she mine
The girl you with: she mine
I put her ass on top, then I press recline

[Hook - Trey Songz]
That booty's so retarded that
When it comes to this R&B shit I'm the hardest
Regardless
That one girl, sun-bottom chick
She ? them chick
She got the body of the goddess
And it ain't no competition: you got it
I want it, I'm on it
You make me wanna say: oh my!
Oh my, oh my, oh my..

[Verse 3 - Big Sean]
Now all these bad bitches grippin
Bitch niggas dissing
Finally Famous over everything is still the mission
Pussy nigga, you're a pussy
So who the hell are you kidding? Get it?
Hear you taking shots, now
What the fuck is you sipping?
Nigga, I'm at the tippy, I run my city
That one in the club ? licky
I pull down her zippy, I'm all in her Vickies
She calling me "Biggie", I'm calling her "silly"
I'm rolling that sticky, she gave me her icky
Girl you the baddest - I promise I'm picky
And even if we fuck, I promise that
You ain't fuckin with me.. bad bitches know wassup
Tell me that she love me, I tell her "join the club!"
D-town reppin til I die, ho
I'm chilling on the top flo - go!
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Tuesday, 10 May 2011

DJ Drama - Words Of Advice ft Lil Wayne, Mack Maine & Kevin Cossom Lyrics


DJ Drama - Words Of Advice ft Lil Wayne, Mack Maine & Kevin Cossom Lyrics:
[Chorus - Kevin Cossom]
You better think before you speak
Gotta recognise now man you know me
Here’s a few words of advice, better act right
Promise (promise)
Promise (promise)
And dont leave ya girl round me
I know she do what she want
Whats gon happen when she leave?
huh uhhh
Here’s a few words of advice: better act right
I promise, I promise

[Lil Wayne - Verse 1]
Long ass money, short ass temper
Big f-cking gun, soft ass trigger
Weezy F Baby and the F. is for f-ck them hoes
Got your girl walking ’round my crib in her underclothes
White man money, tight pants thuggin’
Pussy think it’s sweet then I Sprite can crush em’
I aint got nothing but some weed and bitches
You niggas aint eatin’, clean ass dishes
Gangsta Grillz bitch, I am still the dentist
Hit this motherf-cker, like Willy McGuiness
I Coach the winners they throw Gatorade on me
Silent four five, potato head on it
Ask me how I’m doing, I’m day-to-day homie
These bitches on my back, I fade away on ‘em
Young Tune, no Bugs Bunny bitch
And as long as I got a voice, I’m talking Young Money shit, nigga.

[Chorus]

[Mack Maine]
Young Money bitch
Young Money sick
Now shut the f-ck up and suck a Young Money dick
Velcro on my ? sticking to the basic
Black white, and black pinky ring
I’m looking like a racist?
I’m higher than a satellite
You should sell hermaphrodite?
I’ve been real since BC, guess this is the after life
Drop out from heavens like, just to raise plenty hell
Boy I’m tryna touch a billion bucks before 2012
So that mean I’m focused
Beat my demeanour
These bitches talking dirty to me
Take ‘em to the cleaners
They say men are from Mars
Say women from Venus
But I’m in my space shuttle
Bout to serve em like Sevenus
The niggas keep me laughing like hyena’s
They only show they guns, Gilbert Arenas
Wassup Serena, you could be my baby momma
I’m with Barack O-Drama
This Young Money’s Obama

[Chorus]
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