Nick Cannon Feat. Future, Migos & Traphik - Pajama Pants Lyrics

Nick Cannon Feat. Future, Migos & Traphik - Pajama Pants Lyrics:

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Future - Covered N Money Lyrics

Future - Covered N Money Lyrics:

[Hook]
I'm covered in money, I'm covered in money
These bitches, these niggas, they all want something from me
I'm covered in money, I'm covered in money
Just stop all that frontin' (a hundred!)
I'm goin' back to court before they start taking a trial
I heard what you told to the judge
I been gettin' money like this for a while

[Verse 1]
Diamond, I eat them, my brother's my keeper
We selling that ether with other features
My momma seems to know I'm at the Grammies
She know how to keep me, she better not get greedy
I hit the lottery
Tell me your thoughts and you better not lie to me
Right in that corner, and I'm a product of my community
And I'm a product
Torching that gas, we torching that gas
We blowing up fast, we blowing up fast
We put on that mask and come with that cash
Yeah, yeah, check, I got a motor from running the border
You know what you know but don't tell it to cops
Ain't leaving no evidence, cut off my locks

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Treat me like royalty, do all my chores
Do all my dirty work, fuck up my ho
Take all my houses and treat it like yours
That's what you wishing now drape to the floor
Why you be stealing from nigga this hot?
Fuck with that bitch cause you know that she bi
Working on working on feeding the kids
Ain't you been doing this life I create
Your attitude not fitting this situation
Bring me up outta your investigation
I'mma go harder with no limitations
My money so long these bitches can taste it
Pay out these lawyers to throw away cases
Don't think the traces can lead out of state
Finally made it, these niggas, they hate it

[Hook] (x2)

[Verse 3]
I could make Franklins do a back-a-flips!
How'd I get in this predicament?
Maybe you're guilty or innocent
This is New York, it ain't working out
Wishing we all can go back in time
You holding a grudge, I'm holding them slugs
I'm full of them drugs, it's all in my mug
Everybody tryna settle up
Hoping we can take a better route
Told the DA, I just call a bluff
Told the DA 'bout this jewelry on
I done been talking on the phone
You bitch ass niggas ain't nothing but a clone

[Hook]

[Outro]
I'm covered in money, I'm covered in money
These bitches, these niggas, they all want something from me
I'm covered in money, I'm covered in money
Just stop all that frontin'
Stop all that frontin'

DJ Khaled - I Wanna Be With You Lyrics (Ft. Nicki Minaj, Rick Ross & Future)

DJ Khaled - I Wanna Be With You Lyrics (Ft. Nicki Minaj, Rick Ross & Future):

[Intro: Future]

It ain’t never me to ball on you

I ain’t nothin’ for me to spoil you

If I adore you, I’mma give you that theory

[Hook: Future]

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]

I wanna be where the commas will be

But I need a hood nigga with the llama degree

Get that limited edition Audemars, it could be

In a pivoted position, gotta pardon the fee

Cause he bought a couple bags and he sent a couple whips

And he took a couple trips, and there’s dinner in the mix

And he’s never with no other chick, fronting like he’s slick

Cause it’s levels to this shit and she could never be Nick

Niggas be fallin’ in love with this pussy

Basting chicken and baking a couple of cookies

[?] ain’t f-cking with rookies

High school video and [?]

Baddest bitch, I’m the [?]

I ain’t never been [?]

I ain’t got to shot, I got mad assists

‘Bout to put a couple of piece on the [?]

Got a big [?]

Shoot movies, Jennifer Aniston

[Bridge: Nicki Minaj]

You decide you be mine, you can come inside

[...]

Hidden my phone, it’s alright

Hidden my phone, it’s alright

You reply with your sign, you a gemini

You deny that you’re shy

Maybe we should slide

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you, baby

[Hook: Future]

Ballin’ on you too easy

Splurgin’ on you too easy

Buyin’ purses too easy

Payin’ bills too easy

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

Ballin’ on you too easy

Splurging on you too easy

Buyin’ cars too easy

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]

Make that bad bitch my shorty

Hit club, throw forty

My hat big like [?]

My chain drip like water

Car paint like [?]

I’mma sex her harder

[?]

Vroom, vroom, oh yeah

Big bank, I’m too real

My money right in them boys you with be dead broke, 2 years

Checked it, look her

You ain’t even know, big deal

[Hook:]

Ballin’ on you too easy

Splurgin’ on you too easy

Buyin’ purses too easy

Payin’ bills too easy

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

Ballin’ on you too easy

Splurging on you too easy

Buyin’ cars too easy

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

Everything you do is brand new

[Outro: DJ Khaled]

Suffering from success

You witnessing greatness

I’m the best that ever did it

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

I wanna be with you

Future - Shit Lyrics

Future - Shit Lyrics:

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Young Jeezy - Itchin’ (Remix) Lyrics

Young Jeezy - Itchin’ (Remix) Ft. Future Lyrics:

Hey my mama said fuck it nigga
Hit the streets and live
Got some crack and a corner and I did what I did
Then they was like they don’t like me
I got jayz at the door
Told my grandma I don’t need a bed,
I’m sleeping on the floor
Got my tool and my flow
And my 2 main hoes
Me and all my walls, stick together like the zoes
Stop by say, who got the yay for the loaf
And I keep birds with me, like I’m straight out Holly grove

I’m fiending, I’m itching, they itching for the paper
I’m fiending, I’m itching, they itching for the paper
I’m riding round the city and I got that calculator
I’m a motherfucker monster when it come to getting that paper
I’m fiending, I’m itching, they itching for the paper
I’m fiending, I’m itching, they itching for the paper
I’m riding round the city and I got that calculator
I’m a motherfucker monster when it come to getting that paper

Hand on these cats, got it all by myself
He said baby let me help you
I said bitch don’t need your help
If it’s one thing that a nigga don’t do
It’s trust
If it’s talk so them…tell your bitch it wouldn’t rust
40 million dollar mansion, that’s the …
Place that you in the living room, now it’s living
It’s Michael Jordan and it’s prime and this niggas got it pimping
Tryina outball MJ got it tripping
Think I’m bout to put a helipad on my roof
Then spit a freak in the half in the booth
All my tax on them when I sit them out the state
While they call you while he watches
…we watching all the way

I’m fiending, I’m itching, they itching for the paper
I’m fiending, I’m itching, they itching for the paper
I’m riding round the city and I got that calculator
I’m a motherfucker monster when it come to getting that paper
I’m fiending, I’m itching, they itching for the paper
I’m fiending, I’m itching, they itching for the paper
I’m riding round the city and I got that calculator
I’m a motherfucker monster when it come to getting that paper.

Akon - Same Damn Time (Remix) Ft. Future Lyrics

Akon - Same Damn Time (Remix) Ft. Future Lyrics:

i wear gucci, i wear bally at the same damn time
on the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time
selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time
fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time
at the same damn time, at the same damn time
at the same damn time, at the same damn time
i'm on pluto i'm on mars at the same damn time
on the sofa, poppin’ bottles at the same damn time

i’m far with this shit, it’s a lot going on at the same damn time right about now
i put that on my bra, nigga this ain’t nothin’ new to me
rollie on my wrist, designer shoes and a gucci treat
supermodel bitches and they frizz all in my bathroom’d up
team money said they like ‘er, i said fuck it then i’m passin’ up
got money to blow, i get it like i print it all
a million at the show, ain’t no way that i could spend it all
monday i be all up in my lambo, cross me pocket chips
tuesday pull the rrari up, say i’m on some floss ‘n’ shit
wednesday i’m confused, i don’t know which car to head on with
i want something new, i’m about to buy some other shit
but i don’t know which car to go in yea
i said fuck it, went and bought a lil’ jet

i wear gucci, i wear bally at the same damn time
on the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time
selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time
fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time
at the same damn time, at the same damn time
at the same damn time, at the same damn time
i'm on pluto i'm on mars at the same damn time
on the sofa, poppin’ bottles at the same damn time

i’m back up on my gunner shit, i fuck the bitch you comin’ with
no squares in my circle, not the niggas that i haller with
god no, make no noise when i bust cuz i muzzle it
1500 mill on the reel i’m tryna double it
fuck ‘em with my diamond shine, fresh up off that diamond mine
niggas come and get you like they propin’ up in columbine
columbine, propin’ up in columbine
you don’t want no problem, where i’m from they do this all the time
and you don’t wanna gamble with your life
like the chalk up on that sidewalk, my whips are all white
crib is all white and that jewelry so bright
multitask with this pimpin’, we could do this all night

i wear gucci, i wear bally at the same damn time
on the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time
selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time
fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time
at the same damn time, at the same damn time
at the same damn time, at the same damn time
i'm on pluto i'm on mars at the same damn time
on the sofa, poppin’ bottles at the same damn time

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:

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!

Rick Ross - Magic (Remix) Lyrics

Rick Ross - Magic (Remix) Lyrics:

Rubberband on my hundo
? a gram for my condo
Your girl love my convo, stood in line for my Concords
Encore! Gave that bitch an encore
Fucked my like a freshman, but
That ass just so sophomore
Said she got that Glock in line
Yeah, what’s your GPA
I’m in my Chevy bangin like I’m out of East LA
Them bricks be jumping fast
Call me a Chick Fil-A
Your girl I cut her ass just like I did today
If you dream it live it
We young niggas living
YSL duffle, already know what’s in it
I see No Limits: make em say uhh!
I see no niggas with this 100 round drum
Pullin out the club, you know I handle mine
Takin all these hatin niggas’ bitches every time
Had to pop the trunk, pull out the chopper like it’s magic
50 grand on my lap, poof! Like it’s magic

?
2 bad bitches and I got em ?
The way I made the work ?
Sippin on the purple, any other drink magic
Voila! Magic

I’m awake ? cause I forgot to do my taxes
Called my accountant, he gonna make you do magic
? driver tell him drop me at the airport
The way y’all smoke the blunts ?
50,000 dollars on a suit, scarf and tie
KE and young Future bringing down the fire

T.I. - I See Ghosts Lyrics

T.I. - I See Ghosts Ft. Future & Rocko Lyrics:

[Hook]
Hey I think I seen a ghost
Half a million dollar car, ain’t even got no note
Bitches layin’ on the bed, bitches on the flo’
Money to the ceiling, money come and money go
I think I seen a ghost, I think I seen a ghost
Hamiltons and Franklins, they come in every show
Money to the ceiling, how you love you can go
Graveyard in my pockets, dead presidents to blow
I think I’m seeing ghosts

[Verse 1: Future]
Money burning in my hand while I’m still counting
We put drivers in the seats, I’m in the back lounging
My bitch she don’t even speak no English when she come in town and
I’m seeing dead people, man I got like four accountants
It’s all my yayo in that pot we need a water fountain
We put that yayo on the East and full ten countin’ (?)
I’m counting dirty money, I don’t need no help to count it
It had blood, it had sweat on it when I found it
I’m going higher than a elevator out the country
I do whatever for that paper, it ain’t on my country
I went to sleep inside a ghost, I think it was a phantom
Man I get rock and roll high, dog I’m off the channel
I got sixty racks on me just in case she want to gamble
And I go crazy with that back, it ain’t nothing I can’t handle
I’m in my room with the light off, burning candles
Youngest nigga with the set, repping Atlanta

[Hook]

[Verse 2: T.I.]
This money timid, hear motherfuckers talk money
I inhale bills, breathe Gs, cough money
I’m still making cake even when I lost money
A multimillionaire, stil lspending soft money
I’m balling way above par, got golf money
The bus full of duffel bags and that’s all money
You wonder what my motivation? Bro, it been money
Make extra jet cause my little mama love to spend money
We Texas Hold ‘Em, rolling dice with your rent money
Get out my face and fuck your life if you ain’t getting money
Say boy, I spend the money you’re trying to make
Sell 100 Gs and it’s sad to say
Big dough, I get that
In a fear? Push your shit back
I’m arrogant and I’m cocky cause I got a graveyard in my pocket
Spent 100K on my chain and a couple mill on my watch here
My chick ride in that car you in
This city, I argue in
Get big money, no little dough
See dead presidents, real ghosts

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Rocko]
Boo! That’s the look on the haters face when I pull up in the ghost like Casper
Ooh! That’s what your boo said when she snuck a peek at me right before we got ghost
On my chopper with a chopper, they call me Ghost Rider
I swear my pen dripping, I should be a ghostwriter
I see them suckers, I get ghost
I don’t fuck with busters
Too busy sitting ghost, you know how that goes
Give me more, give me more
Yeah I ghost that work
Whip it like Goldberg
Yeah I ghost that word
Heavyweight, Goldberg, I’m a wrassler, ho
Clothesline that bankroll, I be wrassling ghosts
Chauffeur find our way back, trunk passengers ghost
Got my green from the Bay, ghost ride the whip
Hey man, Hallelujah in my True Religion denims
Yeah, Rocko do the most, pocket hundred full of ghosts

Nicki Minaj - Va Va Voom Ft. Future Lyrics

Nicki Minaj - Va Va Voom Ft. Future Lyrics:

nicki minaj:
petty king, petty king
i mean really with that fun and rich patty bee
anyway i just heard tip say
that black people turning lemons into lemonade
tell them to demonstrate
i guess he did already
guess i’m a little bitter
cause i show b*tches how to do it
like they baby sitter
so where my cash at?
where my stash at?
i me, hooded … jones wouldn’t ask that
i do it for the little macs with their caps back
i let them niggas put the crack on the …
know what i mean hit the sticky cream, pass that
smoke b*ches, can’t nicotine patch that
don’t need your spite to get ahead
came too much
shot is a shot if you’ve got a good aim

chorus:
i spent a long time coming but i came
now everybody in the rap game know my name
but honey ain’t a damn thing funny when you faint
our ways should change, our way should change

i spent a long time coming but i came
now everybody in the rap game know my name
but honey ain’t a damn thing funny when you faint
our ways should change, our way should change

future:
we on the road to riches
i’m f*cking loads of b*tches
i’m playing with you mama
nicki she’s so suspicious
my little golden mistress
for her i loath them biscuits
cause yeah i roll with nicholas
we so explicit, you won’t resist it
he’s been a long time coming,
but you don’t know specifics
no more phony wishes
we ready, cause now we know their business
come haller at your god
i always make it poor
invite me to the wedding
i throw dollars at the bride
it’s dirty money, dirty jeans
and dirty scuddies
you heard me funny, but chill
i’m still absurdly gully
most of these rappers lost
there’s no cash at all
if i knew this back then
i would’ve just played basketball
or maybe not, they said that i never pass the ball
if there’s no cash involved
baby imma laugh at all

chorus:
i spent a long time coming but i came
now everybody in the rap game know my name
but honey ain’t a damn thing funny when you faint
our ways should change, our way should change

i spent a long time coming but i came
now everybody in the rap game know my name
but honey ain’t a damn thing funny when you faint
our ways should change, our way should change

i spent a long time coming but i came
now everybody in the rap game know my name
but honey ain’t a damn thing funny when you faint
our ways should change, our way should change

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

Future - Tony Montana Ft Drake Lyrics

Future - Tony Montana Ft Drake Lyrics:

[Intro]
F-ckin’ cockroaches
Muthaf-ckin’ freebandz.
Want me to be the bad guy
Wanna play, cartel nigga
[Hook]
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
Check up out my ears
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
I’m ’bout to cop the Porsche
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
You leave me no choice, take em to
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
[Future - Verse 1]
I take over the streets, fresh off the banana boat
I come straight from the east, where niggas split your canteloupe
You tell me what you want of me I’m coming with a gang of dope
My cigar full of loud
I’m laced up to the f-cking fo’
A Porsche Carrera, Panamera, 911
I do the whole dash, dropping all cash
Gutta to the death of me I’m sticking to the recipe
Slug, deal with Columbians, I know Sosa
All I got is my balls and my word, f-ck the Roaches
Everything we do, we put Versace on the sofa’s
The money got me heat, like I took a hit of coka
My life is a movie, I gotta stay focused
[Hook]
[Drake - Verse 2]
On the hood you see the Stallion
Passenger a stallion
Niggas getting nervous
I’m passing out the valium
I suggest you pop it
But please don’t get too sleepy
Used to have them bitches twirkin’
Up in 400 West Peachtree
Bet ya those same hoes’ll see me
Be like thats how you feeling
Used to stay up after 12
Now your worth like 12 million
Boy you did, boy you did it
You did the unexpected
I say f-ck the unexpected
I just did what I projected
I swear young women are lost these days
While older women dig me
F-cking women that knew Biggie so
We really aint no biggie
It’s just OVO and XO and freebandz of committee
And shout out to Toronto
Bitch I’m Tony in my city
[Hook]
[Future - Verse 3]
Another shot of Quelo
She be comin’ back to peso’s
When ya blood is ya pedro, it’s hard for hoes to let go
See AK’s aint no bitch, nigga I’ll split yo tato
Ain’t nothin’ ’bout me ordinary, I come with the yayo
I move like I’m odd balls, it’s gon take an army
The world is mine nigga u get it if u want it
You f-ckin with me you’ll move to Alaska by the mornin
You want me to be the bad guy, ok its on then
Champagne spillin’, crabcakes everywhere
My white bitch trippin she say aint playin’ fair
I’m bout to cop a tiger and put it in the castle
Freebandz accompany it so nigga it dont matter aye
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