Eve Ft Madonna & Pharrell - The Beat Is So Crazy Lyrics

Eve Ft Madonna & Pharrell - The Beat Is So Crazy Lyrics:

Some nights, all alone
Thoughts of you come creepin' in
Temporarily insane
Cause you're never gonna change, no

We had good times with the bad
Always out with what we had
Keep your pride, I'm not mad
Make me feel like loves a fad
I'd always thought
We'd be happily forever

The beat is so crazy
It makes me wanna let go
And totally forget today
I'm better off anyway
O-oh, oh, oh, o-oh
O-oh, oh, oh, o-oh
O-oh, oh, oh, o-oh
O-oh, oh, oh, o-oh

Never thought I was the type to hang around
Lied to myself constantly
Bout the person I thought you would be
Who's to blame, I guess it's me
I cause my own misery
Tit for tat, this and that
I needed my own life back
Now here I am
I'm so happy it's time to move on

The beat is so crazy
It makes me wanna let go
And totally forget today
I'm better off anyway
O-oh, oh, oh, o-oh
O-oh, oh, oh, o-oh
O-oh, oh, oh, o-oh
O-oh, oh, oh, o-oh

We had, we had, we had, we had
(Are you listening?)
We had good times with the bad
Always out with what we had
Keep your pride, I'm not mad
Make me feel like loves a fad
I'd always thought, we'd be happily forever

I'd always thought (what you want her to do?) now here I am
I'd always thought (why can't you listen?) we'd be happily forever

The beat is so crazy
It makes me wanna let go
And totally forget today
I'm better off anyway
O-oh, oh, oh, o-oh
O-oh, oh, oh, o-oh
O-oh, oh, oh, o-oh
O-oh, oh, oh, o-oh

Azealia Banks - #ATMJam Ft Pharrell Lyrics

Azealia Banks - ATM Jam Ft Pharrell Lyrics (#ATMJAM) :

Hook:
2x (I got racks racks racks, TIL the ATM jam… Tell me what you wanna do?)
Said you a bad ass bitch, 
a bad ass bitch, 
That thong get lost in a fat ass bitch!
I got racks racks racks, TIL the ATM jam… Tell me what you wanna do
Verse 1:
Thank you darly (darling), 
buy the barry (bar)
I can admit I likes to party! 
I spent a grip, I swipes the cardy
When I heist, ima drips my pricey garmy (garment)
I’m the *swami !
Hyphy hip-cat, 
I’m “freaky-fit-that", I could rrrrr-ip-pap (rap)
Ice on her wrist like high sophis-chat,
When I dyke w/ a bitch - that’s spicy!
Get that!
(HOOK)
Verse 2:
Ayo P, 
Do that freaky jam on the beat
Iz you with that butter shit- that, that *bonne vie?
Did you divvy, did you double dig that-?
That song sings- freaky deeky *whistle-wetter, 
Slip that slit, that thong thing (HA!) 
Hyphy-cheeky-cheddar-checker, 
Get her own cheese, that’s a chicken with her head off, 
That’s that bitch that won’t be wit her
Official w/ that w/ that whole steez,
Flight-fleety-feather-witch that whip that long weave nigga!
BRIDGE:
They shootin in the parking lot, 
Everybody get low, 
They shootin in the parking lot,
That ain’t where you wanna go…
Now stand by a soldier , stand by a soldier 
And work it- whip that muthafuckin ass like I told ya!
stand by a soldier , stand by a soldier 
And work it- whip that muthafuckin ass like I told ya!
(HOOK)
Ice the berg, white’s the fur
IMS IN THE HOUSE LIKE NICE SUBURB.
Pipes on her pout, might pipe the purr (cat; pussy; vagina)
Peter pipe been about my *pint for sure!
Ims a mermaid, rhymes the nurse ,
I’m little red ride-ride the verse
My shimmy shake’s inside the shirt,
Should a dyke and a gay guy try to flirt ?!!
(HOOK)

Jay-Z - BBC Lyrics (Ft. Nas, Justin Timberlake, Beyonce, Swizz Beatz, Pharrell & Timbaland)

Jay-Z - BBC Lyrics (Ft. Nas, Justin Timberlake, Beyonce, Swizz Beatz, Pharrell & Timbaland):

[Intro]
Let’s work
Let’s work
Let’s work
Let’s work
D boy… look
Billionaire, billionaire
From the… to the farmers
To the Polo fleece to the bombers
R.I.P. to Gianni
Now we on our way
D boy…
Billionaire
Let’s work

[Verse 1]
Bally shoes, Gucci sneakers
Pharrell’s a pharaoh, peep the features
Unlaced Adidas
Top of the world like pyramids in Giza
Fila sweats, 88 I rocked a mock neck
Carried a… in my projects
Bucket hat EPMD cassettes
Now I’m… loud in Ibiza
Mix the D’USSE with the…
My whole life is leisure
Gangsta lean like the Pisa
Eiffel Tower, Hermes towel
The Feds perched like an owl
Real… all feel the hook

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2]
What you know about going out, head west
Maybach, 3 TV’s all up in the headrest
Mase… at Madison Square Garden
20 million sold and we still catching charges
Rope chains, Rakim and Eric B
Bought my sidekicks Suzuki Jeeps and Cherokees
Hoop earrings
Coupes with the rear cameras
Put that… in a cherry M3
I’m not ya average…
Silver Toyotas four runners and
And four wheelers
Me and Teflon Q45 infinite
Windows tinted
White girl all up in it
Britney…
MCM seats buck 50 stitch
Versace plates got the Basquiat
Collab from Versace place
Cuban link…
You life is illegal
When your chain can get the rico
Real… all feel the hook

[Hook x2]

Azealia Banks - ATM Jam Ft Pharrell Lyrics

Azealia Banks - ATM Jam Ft Pharrell Lyrics (#ATMJAM) :

[Hook: Pharrell] x2
I got racks, racks, racks, ’til the ATM jam
Tell me what you wanna do
I got racks, racks, racks, ’til the ATM jam
Tell me what you wanna do
You a bad ass bitch, a bad ass bitch
That don’t get lost in the fat ass, bitch
I got racks, racks, racks ’til the ATM jam
Tell me what you wanna do

[Verse 1: Azealia Banks]
Thank u darly
Buy the barry
I can admit I likes to party
I spent a grip
I swipes the cardy
When I heist, I’mma drips my pricey garmy
I’m the swami
Hyphy hip-cat
I’m “freaky-fit-that”
I could rrrrrr-ip-pap (rap)
Ice on her wrist like high-sophis-chat
When I dyke with a bitch, that’s spicy! Get that!

[Hook]
I got racks, racks, racks, ’til the ATM jam
Tell me what you wanna do
I got racks, racks, racks, ’til the ATM jam
Tell me what you wanna do
You a bad ass bitch, a bad ass bitch
That don’t get lost in the fat ass, bitch
I got racks, racks, racks ’til the ATM jam
Tell me what you wanna do

[Verse 2: Azealia Banks]
Ayo P, Do that freaky Jam on the beat,

iz you with that butter shit that, - that bonne vie?

Did you divvy, did you double dig that?

freaky deeky, whistle-wetter, slip that slit (that thong thing) !!

Hyphy-cheeky-cheddar-checker,

get her own cheese,

that's a chicken w/ her head off,

that's that bitch that won't be with her

Official w/ that, w/ that whole steez!

flighty-fleety-feather-witch

that whip that long weave nigga!

[Bridge: Pharrell]
They shootin’ in the parking lot
Everybody get low
They shootin’ in the parking lot
It ain’t where you wanna go
Now standby soldier standby soldier
And work it with the motherfuckin’ ass like I told ya
Standby soldier standby soldier
And work it with the motherfuckin’ ass like I told ya

[Hook]
I got racks, racks, racks, ’til the ATM jam
Tell me what you wanna do
I got racks, racks, racks, ’til the ATM jam
Tell me what you wanna do
You a bad ass bitch, a bad ass bitch
That don’t get lost in the fat ass, bitch
I got racks, racks, racks ’til the ATM jam
Tell me what you wanna do

Wiz Khalifa Ft. Pharrell, Tuki Carter & Amber Rose - Rise Above Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa Ft. Pharrell, Tuki Carter & Amber Rose - Rise Above Lyrics

you want it dog, from seeing me go so hard
i got a motor baby, smoke, puffin, stickin on me job
but instead, they hatin on what i been doing
having conversations, in my face,
bout what i’ should do for em
but i’ve a doobie rolled, and i’m dropin weed on em
packin my bags, looks like i’m staying for weeks
but be gone in the morning, if the flight is private
wes probablys aboard it, you see it, you like it?
i can probably afford it,
if niggas really felt so tight in the way and bout the shit i’m doing
you picked a crazy time to start letting me now
cause jealousy and envy, that’s a trick for mostly bitches
not a man so you ain’t one if you letting it show

(chorus)
cause the moneys like the weed, how we letting it grow
and i aint holding on to shit, i’m letting it go
started smoking now we
all in the paper plane
all in the paper plane
all of us getting payed

incomplete

Chester French - Next Big Thing ft. Pusha T & Pharrell Lyrics

Chester French - Next Big Thing ft. Pusha T & Pharrell Lyrics:

It's the next big thing
It's the next big thing
We were right, at you service were alive
Bet you didn't know, you require us to try
Oh oh oh oh 
We are the newly devil, we keep looking clever
Oh oh oh oh
Bet you can't be the next forever.
It's the next big thing
It's the next big thing
You're distracted, so distracted by the noise around
We're addective all the perjury in your mind are bound
Oh oh oh oh 
We are the world's greatest, you will love to date us
Oh oh oh oh
Bet you can't be the next forever.

You see them bright lights, you see the camera flashing
My life is slow motion
The world is screaming action,
Them drivers waitin' on me,
Them bitches clonin' at me,
My ex-es hatin' on me
I make them so unhappy,

Changing phone numbers, all my pass codes
Lot a pass halls, lot of.. acting ass holes,
Can't really say I blame them,
I hear this name ring,
They wish they see me coming
I am the next bigest thing.

Oh oh oh oh 
We are the newly devil, we keep looking clever
Oh oh oh oh
Bet you can't be the next forever.
It's the next big thing
It's the next big thing.

Two in the morning, got our sunglasses on
That's the only thing we aford.. plus a bonus 
You live in the southern city..
That's why I got a picture of the tities in my ...
We talk about politics and who we think it would be hard to kiss
Which are about your moves, and transform you into the ...
And then ask them to take a picture of my darth vader helmet 
It's the next big thing.

Rick Ross - MMG The World Is Ours Ft Meek Mill, Pharrell & Stalley Lyrics

Rick Ross - MMG The World Is Ours Ft Meek Mill, Pharrell & Stalley Lyrics:

[Hook]
Here we are, the world is ours
The rain is gone
The rain is gone
The rain is gone

[Rick Ross - Verse 1]
I’m feelin myself, hope you feelin me too
God forgives and I don’t
Unforgettable dude
I’m ballin my nigga, and that’s word to your mama
I want you to ride, definition of honor
Honor that brother but murder these hoes
Always pay your taxes, never pay these hoes
Always making moves, I didn’t make the rules
I’m just making ends meet with this plate of food
Went from spaghetti O’s to a new set of Vogues
Back to square one, we still was selling those
My Tribe Called Quest, shit was nice dogg
Gucci was Q-Tip, I was Phife dog
On the world tours with all the wrong whores
Had the right ideas, and all the wrong stores
Timing is everything, rhyming is everything
Geechi Liberace, put diamonds in everything

[Hook]

[Pharrell]
They say skateboard, you racist, you only hang with white Cubans
Nonsense, that’s the necklace nigga, the light’s moving
This is jewelry, that shit is foolery
Frozen water on my neck nigga, who’s cool as me?
Up in mansions like the black Kurt Cobain
My nigga Ross said he’s the boss cause he works cocaine
And under no certain circumstances
Would the fastest of the diamonds not be disrespectful and hurt yo chain
And your feelings, yeah they villains but I’m chillin
I’m still a nerd, millions and millions and millions off a verse?
My niggas be stealin’ and killin’ and thrillin’ for the birds
Making deals squeezing life outta the next ?
I’m on my iPhone, bitches put their naked pictures on my iPad
The doors go up and iGone
Black boy scorin’ his life, I’m scorin’ the Oscars
Remember I used to want a Pasha and eat some lobster
But now I eat the apple, with my AP
Your life and your wrist got the wrong timing, you hate me
Says the little boy that loves you
Who had the ashy feet
Now wear the ashy white suit, out in fashion week
Where the upper classes meet, thats just me
I smash the beat..

[Hook]

[Meek Mill]
Dedication and motivation
Gave them motors to hate me
Old homies betrayed me
Running around saying they made me
But when I had a quarter they had 4 and the baby
It was a whole different story but f-ck ‘em thme niggas is shady
Now I’m self-made, self-paid, and I give myself a raise
Whole circle shining nigga, never had them selfish ways
Never had nobody tell me “go and get a tummy shake”
Had to learn on my own
Ask my momma, I was gone
Puffin purple getting stoned
Tryna take the pain away
Now its Rolls Royce’s, umbrella’s for a rainy day
Old heads told me “young fella, this ain’t the game to play!”
Had to take a chance told the dealer “deal my hand”
And now that nigga’s gettin’ murdered, shit is getting scary
I put ? on the Ghost
I’m screaming Bloody Mary! Nigga, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary
Let ‘em cross the line at scrimmage they get f-cking buried
They had me cutting through that field just like a Russian
was playing with hammers, had them birds but we don’t fuck with Larry
I was just trying to ball, ducking D’s and grinding raw
But now I’m pulling up in that thing, them niggas gone need some tylenol
I’m gone!

[Hook]

[Stalley]
I’m staring at my notepad like goodbye to my broke past
Words full of money, use dollar signs as my periods, I’m gettin money. Period!
They said I got a old soul and I’m rich nigga spirited
So one time for the old-timers and two for the new school
Three for my geechie niggas with big rollies in that new coupe
Blowing on loud, sippin on that dirty juice
With a trade deuce livin life like they ain’t made loot
Cuz whats here today could be gone tomorrow so I’mma get it myself
I ain’t known to ball, make sure my kids is straight in case I’m gone tomorrow
Young Bonapart, I’m Noah dawg, like Chi Ali, dark shades like Cool Moe Dee
Cool fly nigga is who I be
Big chain with a bigger charm, leavin’ with a bad chick under my arm
Geechi Liberace, diamonds on everything, even my posse
(diamonds on everything, even my posse)

[Hook]

T.I. - Here Ye, Hear Ye ft Pharrell Lyrics

T.I. - Here Ye, Hear Ye ft Pharrell Lyrics:

[Pharrell]
Theres a rainbow everywhere depending on where you stand
Whether the dashboard a yay or the walls a hundred grand each
Double R interior tan, outside is peach
Oh you tryna make a deal out in golden beach
Or the Florida Keys ducking the Florida D’s
But you only end up with bricks and sand
I know niggas that run from their shadows like Peter Pan
Running like it’s a Nike commercial but he’s the man
What they don’t like on site he murk like he’s the clan
8 balls the size of baseballs like Jeter’s hand
It fecal fam’, yeah it’s the shit
Zip ya face up when skateboard is on the script
Catch me in the Gap V with some BBC trunks
Flip flops sipping on cream like its punch
I push the spaceship with the chrome lady in the front
Bending over like she just puffed Busta’s blunt
I told y’all muthaf-ckas once, I think I’m hungry
Finna eat ya’ll niggas lunch
Ya’ll niggas cunts, I’m from the commonwealth
Where wealth aint common
When niggas roll around with chrome solvers looking for problems
Mouth full of gold, flame when they roll
Arthritic fingers niggas bang when they stroll
Trading in the hats for the cane and the gold
The golds for the chain and the cane was on swole
Ayo Tip get these pion niggas told

[T.I]
Still stand tall when it all falls down
Whether Hollywood hills or a one horse town
You should know better, there’s no better than these four letters
More than ever niggas want me dead
Cause they starving and I’m getting fed
But f-ck ‘em anyway
I’d rather be me on my worst day than to be a sucka nigga on his birthday
All cake no candles, just a living example
Ten toes down all out no sandals
Godfather, a young Marlon Brando
Let me make sure they understand yo
Here ye, here ye, you wise you fear me
Real niggas on they shine, much obliged, merci!
Everybody wanna criticise him ’bout how bad he ended up
Look how bad he coulda been
I coulda caught a body sold a brick to somebody
Who volunteered my information to the federales
I made it outta all of that like I aint gon be proud of that
So petty shit, you sticking to me, gimme all you got of that
Doing this for all my niggas
Who ’bout to go to prison and let a nigga kill ‘em
So we leaving this PO snub nose in his denim
Trap or death is waiting round the corners that he been in
On bended knee, God forgive us, we’ve been sinning
In our defence, look at the options we’ve been given
Laying in the prison cell staring at the ceiling
Back in this bitch again, I guess they weren’t bullshittin’ huh
Still wonder where it all went wrong
Since Phil got killed I aint never moved on
Like I’m still in the club where the blows got thrown
When my crown fell down and I got dethroned
Bunch of niggas around but I feel all alone
Like a piece of me is missin’, guess it never came home
Probably died in a van when it all hit the fan
Save the life of a friend we don’t all get the chance
Now here I stand with blood on my hands trying hard to explain so hi’ mom understand
I done fought for the loss for the soul of a man
Only soldiers know how that’ll take a toll on a man
Burdens on the World of my shoulders: heavy
Visibly composed, my emotions buried
Scary, so if I pop a pill, smoke a blunt or take a shot
ya’ll let a niggga live
Still baffled how my life unravelled
In the meantime time just travelled
Can’t see behind the walls of my castle
Opinionated pions son but who asked you
I tell you what you do
Take ya two cents
Kick rocks to a fountain pitching to make a wish
Shit, if wishes had wings, they’d all make it to heaven
and we’d all be kings
If wishes had wings, they’d all make it to heaven
and we’d all be kings
Yeah

The Dream ft. Pharrell - Real Lyrics

The Dream ft. Pharrell - Real Lyrics:

See I could give a fuck what a nigga think
As long as I keep poppin' bottles of that drank
And I could give a fuck what a nigga do
As long as I got rolly's on my whole crew

You think I give a fuck fa nigga look at my truck
Matter fact look at my girl.
Look at my benz mother fucker look at my friends
All us nigga's got ends
Look at my shit nigga look at my watch
Look at my mother fuckin' drop
Look at my yacht boy stop
Look at all the shit you ain't got

This shit real nigga
The shit real in the field
Real nigga now leave it in the will
Shit real nigga
The shit real in the field
Reall nigga
What you can't have now
Leave it in the will

Pharrell in the white
Gucci in the yellow one
I'm up in the red one
I thought you said something
Diddy on the phone
Nigga get your swagger right
J told me to drop it on your head
Swagger tight
Nigga spending money like I just won a settlement
Ever seen a nigga buy a porche on the internet
Ever seen a nigga buy a house from the toilet
Add a boat to the cart
Click yes
Bought it
So nigga stop actin' like we don't know killa's too
Fuckin' with my money like I don't know gorillas too
Chris told me get my money
Get the fuck out up thie trap
And that was 99' and I ain't looked back
And jason said hit him if I ever had a problem

Don't worry about it come through he will solve em'
Just pay for the lawyers
Nigga fuck them charges

See I don't give fuck what a nigga think
As long as I keep poppin' bottles of that drank
And I could give a fuck what a nigga do
As long as I got rolly's on my whole crew

You think I give a fuck fa nigga look at my truck
Matter fact look at my girl
Look at my benz mother fucker look at my friends
All us nigga's got ends
Look at my shit nigga look at my watch
Look at my mother fuckin' drop
Look at my yacht boy stop
Look at all the shit you ain't got

Tihis shit real nigga
The shit real in the field
For real nigga now leave it in the will
Shit real nigga
The shit real in the field
Pharrell nigga
What you can't have now
Leave it in the will

Mm hmm
P my nigga
Nobody in the game fuck with me my nigga
Got the keys my nigga
To what I see my nigga
I open up the door and don't leave my nigga
That ain't me my nigga
Up in the air like a g my nigga
But you only getting there with the weed my nigga
Disagree my nigga
Well not with the green my nigga
No what I mean my nigga
Fly around the world and be like me my nigga
All the shit I be doing you don't read my nigga
She's my nigga
If that's the fucking case you won't believe my nigga
G.o.o.g.l.e. my nigga
You see my nigga
He put me in the race to take the lead my nigga
Billionaire boys ice cream my nigga
See the hat with the big ass b my nigga
H.e.r.m.e.s. my nigga
Comme de garcons & lv's my nigga
I wear timberland & cc's my nigga
Karl made it for me we we my nigga
I know what your thinking what the hell my nigga
But @4real4rell is my twtter
Want to make money make quitter.com a bitter.com
A hating ass hungry ass nigga.com
An internet thug or killa.com
Chased by pharrell big gorilla.com
Yea we seen the pictures ain't shit on that palm
Huh would a could a should a.com
Holdin hands of that bitch you ain't hitting.com
Who you shitting.com

See I don't give fuck what a nigga think
As long as I keep poppin' bottles of that drank
And I could give a fuck what a nigga do
As long as I got rolly's on my whole crew

You think I give a fuck fa nigga look at my truck
Matter fact look at my girl
Look at my benz mother fucker look at my friends
All us nigga's got ends
Look at my shit nigga look at my watch
Look at my mother fuckin' drop
Look at my yacht boy stop
Look at all the shit you ain't got

This shit real nigga
The shit real in the field
Real nigga now leave it in the will
Shit real nigga
The shit real in the field
Real nigga
What you can't have now
Leave it in the will
It's real

And if I'm dreaming
Please don't let it end
This shits real
If I'm dreaming
Just let it be
This shits real
And if I'm dreaming
Please don't let it end
This shits real
The fuck up out of here
And let it be
Rock out 

Surrounded By Idiots (Timbaland & Pharrell) - If Ur Freaky Baby Lyrics (Ft. Larry Live & Magoo)

Surrounded By Idiots (Timbaland & Pharrell) - If Ur Freaky Baby Lyrics (Ft. Larry Live & Magoo):

And if you are freaky baby
You can get what I grill
And if you are freaky baby
You can get what I grill
And if you are freaky baby
You can get what I grill

Out to the sky block the .. block
That Scooby Doo guess what
The .. are coming through
Regret it in a second
I let you .. then I get naked
You can’t protect it when I get rhyme
You got to respect it
I go for mine
You go for yours
And all you kid you can of course
But I get the mice and hustle like a pro
You get the what and all the …
I can’t stand still
I kill at will
And I can rock a jam out of this …
I have been around the world and I
I can’t find the truth who can rock like …
But let me break it down to this funky sound
Pride is a bird .. is a lamb
Who is cool with his behavior
He is next on the mice but the asshole flavor

And if you are freaky baby
You can get what I grill
And if you are freaky baby
You can get what I grill
And if you are freaky baby
You can get what I grill

If the beast comes out at night
Then I must have been the ..
What’s new with all I think it .. sound
.. afford it is I am ll in the music
I can afford the .. money not chose to do it
Do whatever you like rhymes …
24 hours I’ll take you off to …
Don’t .. a teacher I love to read the books
Never been the type that will look for your ..
Walking with us is great but the hip hop is down
So if you got cheese but you …
.. all dose .. the music some get the beat but your rhyme made you lose it
If you wanna rhyme you gotta get a number
if you want eat brother get a ..
If you wanna a Hammer than you better get a nail
If you want a book than you better get a sale
If you want an ice then you better get a slice
If you wanna these then you better roll the dice
Is like that sure

And if you are freaky baby
You can get what I grill
And if you are freaky baby
You can get what I grill
And if you are freaky baby
You can get what I grill

Lyrics: Surrounded By Idiots (Pharrell & Timbaland) - It's Like That (Ft. Larry Live & Magoo)

Surrounded By Idiots (Pharrell & Timbaland) - It's Like That (Feat. Larry Live & Magoo) Lyrics:

Is like that yo

Is like this yo
Is like that yo
Is like this yo
Is like that yo
Is like this yo

Ride .. like .. movie
I put my head in all
An I was trying to get moody
I am .. on my sister
While she is talking to her friends
I want to express my love ..
But later with her friends there is a .. in town
She always put .. whatever is up front
She got her eyes on me and I bet ..
See I am LOL .. of that
But I played my .. and I said I bought two ticket ..
She looked at me like I had a problem
You better fix your eyes before .. drop
Chop in the sack it fell on your back
Spread your legs wide cause here it comes the …
Let me break the mood let me get black
Let me get you on the .. hat
Now back to the sack I am hitting from the back
I am knocking down the walls like a .. sack
Now I am good with you girl call me in September
And more I drive away the more …

Is like that yo
Is like this yo
Is like that yo
Is like this yo
Is like that yo
Is like this yo

Bottle up bottle up
Who is the mover who is the shaker
Sound is .. if you haven’t then we make them
Dinner with your fellows what’s the cooking on the menu
Take me to the mall keep it scooping up the value
Rapping is a goal and the people make the spirit
Try of .. cause I am sure you wanna hear it
If you wanna dance then you better find a wheel
Ain’t nothing in the world that will show you how to feel
Rapping is the .. and the lyric is the ….
Rapping is an art another type of ..
So don’t be a chicken be all about …
Never will .. and keep it …
Do it for the juice cause .. want you
Only when you are living cause the people wanna stop you
Cause when it comes to lyrics it is all about the …
If you wanna a .. then you better get a …
Keep it in your heart and you keep it for the young
Rapp is with the .. and keep this ladies .. is like ..

Is like that yo
Is like this yo
Is like that yo
Is like this yo
Is like that yo
Is like this yo

Magnum the .. open the door
But all of that is forgotten drop a …. in the …
For a sheep down thirsty I run it to the shore
I wanna flow on the floor until I can’t flow no more
.. the flow is on its way
I heard the news
Shoes is like canoes floating on the bay
Punk behind the news make me wanna say
Doctor doctor can I be a minute
The first problem is I am surrounded by idiots
When we collaborate my happiness snap
Plus I got a wait problem I can’t wait to rap
Now first comes the thought and then comes the word
First comes the thought then comes the third
Shooting up the .. the manner is absurd
I am watching the flight start as if I was a bird
Between the sun and the moon is where I began
And now I am on the earth beginning with the land
I can get gold as a winner in Japan
Hot as a desert in Afghanistan
Latter for the land now I be a fish
Deep inside the ocean … is a risk
Hoping that I live and .. this
For now I take some mermaid and start it with a kiss

Is like that yo
Is like this yo
Is like that yo
Is like this yo
Is like that yo
Is like this yo

Magic in your eyes

The Cool Kids Ft. Maxine Ashley & Pharrell - Summer Jam Lyrics

The Cool Kids Ft. Maxine Ashley & Pharrell - Summer Jam Lyrics:

[Hook:]

In the summertime
I can feel it and I barely breathe
In the summertime
Nothing matters we just keep on rolling, rolling
It's the summertime
Feelin you and me
It's the summertime
This is how summertime should be

[Verse 1:]
Two go in at once
Fresh out the shower and her towel rolling up
I'm in the kitchen cooking lunch business done
Chopping onions turn sauces whipping up
Bar-b-q'ing barracudas at resorts in bermuda
She trying on that new bathing suit that she bought at the mall in the mirror like, (for your eyes only)
Ay flash me real quick baby don't front on me
Do a little dance while I iron my shorts I'm getting ready and we ready to work, work, work it, work
Now iron my shirt she want to hit the waves so we hop in that boat

[Hook:]
In the summertime
I can feel it and I barely breathe
In the summertime
Nothing matters we just keep on rolling, rolling
It's the summertime
Feelin you and me
It's the summertime
This is how summertime should be

[Verse 2:]
Let's get wild
Reconcile with your freaky side
You said it's been a while and your thinking bout bringing it out
I peaked your style by them other cheeks peaking out that bikini bottom
Seen em and then I got 'em
You with your best friend and you call her your wifey
And y'all both gorgeous rocking the saks 5th short set
And y'all do everything together b-f-f
We just met now it's us three
Must be fate
And I got a lot on my plate
But I can make some time for you if you wanna escape
It's ok by the poolside is where we should lay
You gotta lose your inhibition and get carried away

[Hook: x2]
In the summertime
I can feel it and I barely breathe
In the summertime
Nothing matters we just keep on rolling, rolling
It's the summertime
Feelin you and me
It's the summertime
This is how summertime should be

Game - Ain’t No Doubt About It Lyrics, Video (ft Justin Timberlake & Pharrell)

The Game - Ain’t No Doubt About It ft Justin Timberlake & Pharrell Lyrics:
[Hook - Justin Timberlake]
I just wanna touch ya girl, the way you move
Oh, you make me love you girl, cause lady you cool
That’s the way, you can move it baby
Tell your girls, to come join our table
Don’t you worry, just keep movin boo
Cause you’re the star, everybody looking at you
Ain’t no doubt about it girl, the way you move
Ain’t no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool
[Verse 1 - Game]
G-A-M-E, drop top Bent-a-ley
Gucci belt buckle fresh out of Italy
I’m a baller, literally
Haters are swine flu, you’re killing me
I’m looking down on you from where the ceiling be
Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees
My chick riding shotgun, Billie Jean
Half Belizian, half from the Phillipines
Niggas energy, is like they got the heaves
Sick of me think they wanna nine milly me
But they ain’t for rat tat tat-tat tat
My bullets sing like their registered to ASCAP
Need I say more out in Singapore
Everything I do exotic I don’t need to bring a broad
Mr. Red Carpet, I don’t do awards
You want it I done it five million on tour, offshore
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Ayo Pharrell, I’m ri-ri-diculous, so-so sick with it
You can call me cancer but I don’t smoke cigarettes
Come through in a ‘rari same color as licorice
If I ain’t with her my bitch like “this my nigga’s shit”
Haters beware, I can see clear
Through the lens on these black Louis V’s yeah
Something ’bout Mary, make me wanna blow up
And P got the ‘disiac for me when I show up
Whip game crazy I call it all kinda
You a big fish to swim the piranhas
Used to call me “Dope Game” when I Jose
Now I play the Roosevelt and I cop Rose
(Niggas be like yo you lease that? No way)
California Slim license plate St. Tropez
Eat at a table full of toupees, lobsters
Been a mobster since the two-way holla
[Hook]

Big Sean Ft. Pharrell - Get It (DT) Lyrics

Big Sean Ft. Pharrell -  Get It (DT) Lyrics:

Sorry but we don't have the complete lyrics to this a song yet.

You can help sending the lyrics using the link below.

Your submission will be reviewed within 12 hours.

Thank you for your time.

http://lyricsbod.blogspot.com/p/submitcorrect-lyrics.html