Showing posts with label Roscoe Dash. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Roscoe Dash. Show all posts

Thursday, 8 December 2011

Roscoe Dash - Sidity Ft. Big Sean Lyrics


Roscoe Dash - Sidity Ft. Big Sean Lyrics:
She got bitches of her last…
She focus… she’s too much of her past…
She in a mind state where her grind…
Sets her..
She makes her own joke, she’s extraordinary
And knows… she want to carry
She’s a dime, not describe, how’s
She acting like..cause she know she’s bad
She’s making her own money, spend it like she never had
She… she got too much class
So when she in the room, she got it…
Girl, I want it, girl I want it
You got my attention, you got my attention
You got it funny, you got it funny
You got me wishing, you got me wishing
I can live it all, baby just for one night
Know you want it, yeah, yeah
..search around the city, can’t nobody do it bigger
A couple bottles… every day that’s my prescription
Getting paper every day, every day, that’s my subscription
…everything goes, cause I’m not kinda….
That’s the girl you… what you’re trying to say
You like….
Yeah I know you’ve seen me on, and she…
My crew got me…
That’s why I’m sophisticated dancing around like she…
Twisting on my fingers, hands flipping through the paper like the fingers…
All my music knocking like, just police,
Snatch the bottles out of here like just for me
Chorus:
She acting like..cause she know she’s bad
She’s making her own money, spend it like she never had
She… she got too much class
So when she in the room, she got it…
Girl, I want it, girl I want it
You got my attention, you got my attention
You got it funny, you got it funny
You got me wishing, you got me wishing
I can live it all, baby just for one night
Know you want it, yeah, yeah
I think I know what it is, yeah!
See it, see!
Up, up, ..let go…
..with style, way to
I mean, all go
You deserve it ..
Probably ..day and night with champagne, and Jacuzzi
Celebrating the life, you work ..
Girl, you’re one of a kind, yeah your kind is so seducing!
She be my example, I guess that…
She got her man stand still, ..how she do it, independent
And I’m…
She probably following love, if she ever got to knew me.
Chorus:
She acting like..cause she know she’s bad
She’s making her own money, spend it like she never had
She… she got too much class
So when she in the room, she got it…
Girl, I want it, girl I want it
You got my attention, you got my attention
You got it funny, you got it funny
You got me wishing, you got me wishing
I can live it all, baby just for one night
Know you want it, yeah, yeah

Saturday, 20 August 2011

Tony Yayo - Haters Lyrics (Ft. 50 Cent, Shawty Lo, Kidd Kidd & Roscoe Dash)

Check out the official music video for Tony Yayo's new single "Haters" Featuring 50 Cent, Kidd Kidd, Roscoe Dash & Shawty Lo
Tony Yayo - Haters Lyrics (Ft. 50 Cent, Shawty Lo & Kidd Kidd):
[Intro: Sample courtesy of “Dey Know” by Shawty Lo (Tony Yayo)]
Big up! To all my haters! (UH!) All my haters! (Yeah!) All my haters!

[Verse 1: Tony Yayo (Sample courtesy of “Dey Know” by Shawty Lo)]
Fuck state greens! I’m tryin to cake bitch!
Quart a key, I ball a key, Blake Griff
Jet-ski, black sand, bad bitch
My passport need pieces for the next trip
Fall asleep you got the cars that your ass dream of
Kush loud packed, bet ya bitch blow some steam off
I keep the ruger under the rugby
These hoes hear the rumors and they love me, love me
Fast cars, loose women the high life
We bust bottles, smoke weed, all night
Hermes cost as much as the gators so… (Big up! To all my haters!)

[Chorus: 50 Cent (Roscoe Dash)]
All we do is stunt and get the paper pa-paper (WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!)
The ballin make a hater wanna hate us ha-hate us (WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!)
Can’t take it when they see the money makers, we make a… (WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!)
Whole lotta money (MONEY!) Wh-Wh-Whole lotta money (GO!)
All we do is stunt and get the paper pa-paper (WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!)
The ballin make a hater wanna hate us ha-hate us (WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!)
Can’t take it when they see the money makers, we make a… (WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!)
Whole lotta money (MONEY!) Wh-Wh-Whole lotta money (GO!)

[Verse 2: Shawty Lo]
Shawty Lo, I hear you haters, all the small talk a little later
Yeah Dey Know, me and Yayo, in the N.Y. plenty yayo
Bitch better have my money
Order came in I say they half of diamonds
Got them bitch niggas like New Jack City
Count remind me money name Magic City
Bitch I’m Shawty! Ball hog Shawty!
Westside’s own one Bankhead Shawty!
Bitch I’m with it, bought a whole ticket!
And I got the whole G-G-G-G-G-Unit with me! 50!

[Chorus: 50 Cent (Roscoe Dash)]
All we do is stunt and get the paper pa-paper (WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!)
The ballin make a hater wanna hate us ha-hate us (WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!)
Can’t take it when they see the money makers, we make a… (WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!)
Whole lotta money (MONEY!) Wh-Wh-Whole lotta money (GO!)
All we do is stunt and get the paper pa-paper (WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!)
The ballin make a hater wanna hate us ha-hate us (WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!)
Can’t take it when they see the money makers, we make a… (WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!)
Whole lotta money (MONEY!) Wh-Wh-Whole lotta money (GO!)

[Verse 3: Roscoe Dash (Sample courtesy of “Dey Know” by Shawty Lo)]
Attracted to the money like bees on honey (YEAH!)
My swag on dummy (YEAH!) Cash on runnin (YA DIG!)
And, I’m way more than what you ask for honey (I KNOW!)
In fact It’s on collect plate from the last four sundays (GO!)
I’m ill, hold the pills, my skills, Soul IV Real (YA DIG!)
Now watch this Candy Rain fall I’m her grill no hands for real (WHAT!)
I’m on a whole ‘nother plateau, Lean Back Fat Joe (GO!)
I ain’t got time to be concerned with you assholes (NO!)
The status outrageous (YA DIG!) I’m only y’all hatin (I KNOW!)
I’m so far ahead (DAMN!) I’m sittin down waitin (HA!)
I feel your frustration for my very last statement um…
(Big up! To all my haters!)

[Chorus: 50 Cent (Roscoe Dash)]
All we do is stunt and get the paper pa-paper (WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!)
The ballin make a hater wanna hate us ha-hate us (WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!)
Can’t take it when they see the money makers, we make a… (WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!)
Whole lotta money (MONEY!) Wh-Wh-Whole lotta money (GO!)
All we do is stunt and get the paper pa-paper (WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!)
The ballin make a hater wanna hate us ha-hate us (WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!)
Can’t take it when they see the money makers, we make a… (WHAT! WHAT! WHAT!)
Whole lotta money (MONEY!) Wh-Wh-Whole lotta money (GO!)

[Outro: Sample courtesy of “Dey Know” by Shawty Lo]
Big up! To all my haters! All My Haters! All My Haters!
Big up! To all my haters! All My Haters! Big up! To all my haters!

Monday, 1 August 2011

Roscoe Dash - Awesome Lyrics, Video

Roscoe Dash - Awesome (Official Music Video) 2011
Roscoe Dash - Awesome Lyrics:
(leggo)

awesome, awesome, i'm so awesome
everything i do is awesome (i'm so awesome)
god damn it i'm so muffuckin awesome (awesome awesome awesome)
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (awesome awesome)

man i'm so muffuckin awesome
yes i muffuckin is
i been ballin since the i see (?) dolphins in my crib
got a coffin in my closet everything i rock is dead
rip to every outfit that i lay out on my bed
like god damn, why you did it though?
know you fuckin did it, you took that shit again
god damn you fuckin criminal
them haters gon talk but them shots be so subliminal
they know to stay in line, they could never touch a general
mma wwe everything i do is awesome

Wednesday, 15 June 2011

Big Sean - Marvin Gaye & Chardonnay Ft. Kanye West & Roscoe Dash Lyrics


Big Sean - Marvin Gaye & Chardonnay Ft. Kanye West & Roscoe Dash Lyrics:
[Chorus - Roscoe Dash:]
Early in the morning
When she’s all alone
I’mm take my time
Do it how we want it
Just to set the mood, girl I bought some Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay

Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up
Yeaaah

[Verse 1 - Big Sean:]
She love the way I’m doing it
So GOOD she wont put my tattoo on it
Bottom line is, you the finest
Gave you a new name (whats that, whats that, whats that?)
My bitch
Hold up, hol’ up, woah there
Lets capture this moment if I ? then I own it
? Want it every mornin’
And Patronin’ girl, we grownin’
Waddup, got me feeling like a kid with the street lights on
Street lights on?
You know I got it going til it’s

[Chorus - Roscoe Dash:]
Early in the morning
When she’s all alone
I’mma take my time
Do it how we want it
Just to set the mood, girl I bought some Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay
Just let the song play
The long way
The strong way
It’s our day
It’s our way
This was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay

[Verse 2 - Kanye West:]
Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up
Talk to the, talk to the hand
You talking to a grown ass man
It’s like, way way way too much in your pants for us not to make the bed squeak
(There goes the bed sheets)
Err’ybody rip the swag off
‘Fore I rip the tag off
Why my pants sag off, cause I’m rappin’ my ass off
Flow so ugly, money so handsome
This the fucking anthem, get it, the fucking anthem

[Chorus]

[Kanye West]
I don’t really wanna uhh… talk too much
But you love it when I talk like I lost it
And I love how you look when ya blazin’
And I swear you turn at least half Asian
And we ’bout to have a liaison
She cool, get head with her shades on
You should just go and throw a cape on
And it’s just so amazing
So amazing
So amazing

[Big Sean]
Take it to the car, bloop, bloop, that shit look like I’m speed racing
Leave em with me, it’ll boost your reputation
Westside is where I’m stationed
Spend all night, just champagne tasting
Ain't no rest girl, lets just pace it til it's…

[Chorus]

Friday, 8 April 2011

DJ Drama - Oh My ft Wiz Khalifa, Fabolous, Roscoe Dash Lyrics


DJ Drama - Oh My ft Wiz Khalifa, Fabolous, Roscoe Dash Lyrics:
Jeans fitting right, hair did, shawty you the best
Light skinned, dark skinned, bottom right, top heavy
Jeans fitting right, hair did, shawty you the best
You the one girl, you the one girl
Something bout them jeans that you wearing
Something bout them jeans that you wearing
Yeah you got that body of a Goddess
You got no competition you got it
You make me wanna say oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
Light skinned, dark skinned, bottom right, top heavy
Jeans fitting right, hair did, shawty you the best
Light skinned, dark skinned, bottom right, top heavy
Jeans fitting right, hair did, shawty you the best

[Fabolous]
I got one in Miami, she mean with a mouth piece
She like LeBron, I’m taking my talents down the south
Pineapple to chase it, go on girl just chase it
All we drink is my shit, coco loso wasted
Love that lil waist shit, damn them hips just sit out
Now I see who all these hating girls be talkin’ shit bout
From the front looking like she got some ass probably
They say that’s a sign girl ass-trology
Tight denim with them little rips in ‘em
Wait in line jeans, take a minute to get in ‘em
BBD say you poisen well I want some of that venom girl, girl

[Hook]

[Wiz Khalifa]
Ooooh, girl your ass is superthick
lotta chicks off in this club and you the baddest in this bitch
Ooooh, look at what you wearing girl
The club owner should pay you whenever you make an appearance
And you got me hooked, I might try not to look
But I keep staring, come out to my city see, I run that bitch like errands oooh
Grown as hell I don’t care to choose
Who’s coming, you, her and you
Roll this up, after you hit it once, you’ll need a parachute
To tell the truth I’mma tear the roof
Out that muthaf-cker nail it too
Loud pipes, hear the coupe, vroom, got stripes like a general
You know I’m tryna get into you

[Hook]

[Roscoe Dash]
Now you the baddest that I’ve seen in the club all night
Girl, your booty had me stuck like a drug all night
Damn, girl I really wanna put it on you like a coaster,
Love how you moving over there but I really want you closer
Let get drunk off this Moscato, do it like there’s no tomorrow
Wake up and if it’s up we’ll do it like theres no tomorrow
Jump on it, I want it, he on it, bone it
Whenever she want it
ROS and yo we dismantling every component
Girl you the one, too bad I’m not a jumper?
She love the way the rapper tastes, too bad I’m not a sucker
She call me when she need it
And I’mma come running to feed that appetite I do it anyway she want it

[Hook]
wiz-fabolous

Thursday, 24 March 2011

Tony Yayo - Haters Ft. 50 Cent, Shawty Lo & Roscoe Dash Lyrics


Tony Yayo - Haters Ft. 50 Cent, Shawty Lo & Roscoe Dash Lyrics:
to all my haters, all my haters, all my haters,
..i’m tryin to kick b*tch
... i ball a key, ...
bad bitch my passport need pages for the next trip
fall asleep you got the car that you’re always dream of
i keep the ..under the ... and they love me, love me
fast cars .. living the high life
we ..bottle .. smoke we all night...

2 x chorus:
all we do is cut with the paper, paper,
the ball ...nigga haters, haters
can’t take it when they see the money make us
we make up
uh lot of money, uhh, lot of money.

.. all the haters, all the small .. a little later
yeah i ...in the ..
please ..i had my mind, work ...as a diamond
got a b*tch .. like a new..
counting on my knee money and i ain’t magic city

bitch i’m shawty, born on .. don’t wanna ..
bitch i’m .. but i will take it...with me.

2 x chorus:
all we do is cut with the paper, paper,
the ball ...nigga haters, haters
can’t take it when they see the money make us
we make up
uh lot of money, uhh, lot of money.

attracted to the money like bees on honey
i swag on .. cash on ..
i ‘m waiting more than you ...for a hundred pocket ..
play for the last .. all the pills, my skill, all for real
i just can’t ..i’m on the ... i’m on the whole other ..
i ain’t got time to reconcern with you asswhole,
...
so far ahead i’m sitting down waiting
i feel your frustration for my very ..

[chorus x 2 ]
haters

Friday, 14 January 2011

Yung Berg - I See You Ft. Roscoe Dash Lyrics


Yung Berg - I See You Ft. Roscoe Dash Lyrics:
Where he's... the club is shutting down every Sunday
Shut it down,.. place to get it busy,
Shawty... there's no competition
... you can get the feeling
I see you, I see you girl, I see you, I see you girl
It's really classy...

A nigger with money, that's right niggers always...
We selling for twenty, pretending it's just to make them
Shut up my brother heard them, we got them whose...
We take them to the crib, hanging... acting later
My life is a movie, don't believe me we can bet it
Watch me put your bitch before the nigger roll the credits
And shout out to my jeweler, he told me to forget it
I just got eight new chasing day, we getting to the money

Where he's... the club is shutting down every Sunday
Shut it down,.. place to get it busy,
Shawty... there's no competition
... you can get the feeling
I see you, I see you girl, I see you, I see you girl
It's really classy...

Young nigger with money, that's why I be fucking bitches
Me... why you be loving bitches
Shut up my brother heard ya, we get in to the...
And after we make it so right nigger, player
Come to my jacuzzi baby girl and you can get it
Shut that pussy down, make it wet when I'm...
Shout out to my jeweler, he told me to forget it
I just got eight new chasing day, we getting to the money

Where he's... the club is shutting down every Sunday
Shut it down,.. place to get it busy,
Shawty... there's no competition
... you can get the feeling
I see you, I see you girl, I see you, I see you girl
... you can get the feeling

I be throwing money all around come and get it
You don't need no... to show you what I'm with it
Problem is I get it,.. there's no thing you get it
Together in the vip and she can get the feeling
I see you, I see you girl, I see you, I see you girl
I see you, I see you girl, I see you, I see you girl
I see you, I see you girl, I see you, I see you girl

Where he's... the club is shutting down every Sunday
Shut it down,.. place to get it busy,
Shawty... there's no competition
... you can get the feeling
I see you, I see you girl, I see you, I see you girl
... you can get the feeling
I see you, I see you girl, I see you, I see you girl
I see you, I see you girl, I see you, I see you girl
... club you can get the feeling.
Yung-Berg-403x499

Thursday, 6 January 2011

Roscoe Dash - Employee Of The Year Lyrics


Roscoe Dash - Employee Of The Year Lyrics:
Yeah, I swear you got my attention I just want your permission to put you in submission
Anywhere I swear your body’s so fine … girl I can work your way you let me get the night shift
The night shift, welcome to my night shift
Girl there’s no telling what position that I might hit
The night shift, welcome to my night shift
Girl tell me what I gotta do to get you high here
I’ma burning in the morning, turning back here
You’re my manager just tell me where you want it to begin
I’ma do it all you wanna, you just let me know
I’ll introduce you to a tiny …
I’m a … all time just to get a long time with you
I love how you ride it, I put it overtime fucking on the … girl we burning
I’m your favorite employer on the night shift

Girl I swear you got my attention I just want your permission to put you in submission
Anywhere I swear your body’s so fine … girl I can work your way you let me get the night shift
The night shift, welcome to my night shift
Girl there’s no telling what position that I might hit
The night shift, welcome to my night shift
Girl tell me what I gotta do to get you high here

Just another day on the job I’m the man on my duty every day I work hard
You can take me to complete each task, tell me if you’re ready babe
Cause I’m ready babe
I’ma take you down to the floor oh no, she used to like a man but she don’t know more
We take up to the max she don’t want no more
Girl we’re on fire
I’m your favorite employer on the night shift

Girl I swear you got my attention I just want your permission to put you in submission
Anywhere I swear your body’s so fine … girl I can work your way you let me get the night shift
The night shift, welcome to my night shift
Girl there’s no telling what position that I might hit
The night shift, welcome to my night shift
Girl tell me what I gotta do to get you high here
I’ma clocking and hit it like I’m trying to get the employer of the year
You’re … will never … but girl with your body
Girl tell me what I gotta do to get you higher
The night shift, welcome to my night shift
Girl there’s no telling what position that I might hit
I might hit, looking for your air
Girl I can work your way if you let me get the night shift

Girl I swear you got my attention I just want your permission to put you in submission
Anywhere I swear your body’s so fine … girl I can work your way you let me get the night shift
The night shift, welcome to my night shift
Girl there’s no telling what position that I might hit
The night shift, welcome to my night shift
Girl tell me what I gotta do to get you high here.
roscoe-dash

Friday, 17 December 2010

Wale – Talk 2 Me ft Roscoe Dash Lyrics


Wale – Talk 2 Me ft Roscoe Dash Lyrics:
Talk 2 me Wale
you know we had to do it again bruh bruh
 
Talk 2 me
Talk 2 me
Talk 2 me
Talk 2 me
Talk 2 me
Talk 2 me

[Wale]
what up bankhead
Hey lil mama whats your name
Im wale but they call me great
PRPS cover my eight’s
uhh, lemme switch my pace
No rims on my Benz-o
Just tint hoe and good endo
I love a girl that think alot
Cause sex with me is mental
That mental, that brain power
my J rolled and that thing loud
Thats OG, I OD
my hoes loud but im low key
Its no drought were I be
bitch no police, heres fire wings
Dats five piece thats how I be
im proud of me im so G
im carry out with it
who are yall kiddin
N-gga I live it cant get in my business
Cant get with my bitches
Cant get my lyrics
I dont give five shits come get with my skrilla
Killa I roller cheese blazed
high as fuck and feelin great
I thought I was out Atlanta
But God damn im outta space
Bitch no days off
And I aint got no breaks
And I dont take these bitches out
I make pyjama dates
Feed them to some convo
and some wine
and take a condom break
If she dont fake I work that p-ssy out
like it was outta shape

[Chorus]

I get money then I’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow
I got money on my phone if you talkin have a convo
Throwin hundreds then im gone you cant go to the places I go
(never)
when that money calls I holla back
cause gettin to this dough is all I know

I holla back
I holla back
I holla back
I holla back
I holla back
I holla back
I holla back
I holla back

[Wale]
huh,
She wanna be grown
I know that is your bitch
but she wont leave me ‘lone
look, she love me from them poems
and them songs, in my zone
and im gone and she gone
But she gone home
she say no and she say she on
n-gga f-ck that
she gone open up we gone puff dat
coconuts ciroc where Puff at?
Never fall in love dont cuff dat
while y’all foreplay I punt that
4 downs
more rounds
more vodka
more brown
more broads
more loud
more money to count
Yeah you know I’m gettin right
Bet they on my dick tonight
all my women fly as shit
why your bitches scared of heights?
why these broads hear my late call
start rushing over runnin lights?
why they try to see my flow
but they know dats outta sight
my Polo cost ends
and bitch im dolo
f-ck friends, so all who dont know
I’m in so take a photo
my fit is sick as shit cant find these shoes
unless you was out in 92′
rest in peace that DJ Am, Clark Kent
Dats my f-ckin dude
lets go

[Chorus]

[Roscoe Dash]
Money’s on the mental
my efforts monumental
I go more than mental
this is more than redbull the window
he’s coming
thats what these hoes say
just Patron and Rose
got these hoes, oops these cameras keep on rolling
from start until explosion
they down to do it all
I call em US open
big money I can’t fold it
it calls me like I owe it
I dont car nothin bout it
I hit the mall and blow it
my money’s ever lasting
if you seen me, you would know it
I swear money’s all I know
green I go, I’m Ford focused
I know they mad I’m on
but thats too bad cause err sh-t
Im here to stay I brought my bags

[Chorus]
wale-1

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