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]

Nas - Summer On Smash ft. Miguel & Swizz Beatz Lyrics

Nas - Summer On Smash ft. Miguel & Swizz Beatz Lyrics:

[Intro: Miguel]
Bad bitches, champagne wishes
Freaks only, baby — let me take pictures

[Nas and Miguel]
Life is good, life is good

[Hook: Swizz Beatz]
Ciroc on splash, summer on smash
Top all gone, got the on summer on smash
Tank top on, summer on smash
My neck got a whole lot of glass
Got the summer on smash, summer on smash
Y’all know who got the summer on smash (we do)
Look at baby girl showing that ass
She let the world know the summer on smash
Got the summer on smash, summer on smash
Everybody get the summer on smash
We got the summer on smash, summer on smash
Y’all know who got the summer on smash (we do)

[Verse 1: Nas]
Got the summer on smash, eighteen karats
Little overweight, hit the gym, let’s go get the abs in
Louis belt hangs on the waist, it ain’t even fastened
I’m trying to get every number from every woman passing me by
She’s fly; black, Asian, Boriqua
Italian, mixed chicks, Middle Eastern
Eritrean, Ethiopian, how you opening?
Just rolled four with them, bout to smoke again
Rose-gold Rollie, riding the top down
How does Pucci bathing suits on a yacht sound?
Send a massive e-mail to the females
Tell ‘em where to meet us, give ‘em the details

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Nas]
It’s the jam here, check it(?)
It’s the summertime, women damn near naked
It’s single season, they choosing who to mess with
I just smashed another belt for the record, respect it
Nas get you out your seats, play this in your Jeeps
My people in the streets, I make it feel like it’s the beach
My goons close by, I’m daring one of y’all to reach
I’m protected like the President, ain’t gotta give a speech
Got a compass on the wrist, Illmatic on the feets
And they ain’t even out yet; she like Ciroc peach
Chain-smoke cigars, count a whole lot of cash
And y’all already know who got the summer on smash

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Miguel]
I gotta do something kinda unexpected, huh?
Bad bitches, champagne wishes
Freaks only, baby — let me take pictures
Skin, sin; wait — do you know whose pool you’re in?
Beaches in Brazil, steaks on a grill
Your body is a weapon that you can’t conceal
Real, make money when the freaks call
Summer on Mars, it’s totally Total Recall
Like
Uda vida, she butterfly
Caliente
Bayame vente, vente comego, ayo ?

[Hook]

Slaughterhouse - Throw It Away ft. Swizz Beatz Lyrics

Slaughterhouse - Throw It Away ft. Swizz Beatz Lyrics:

you know i ain’t build to answer that
but i act like i ain’t never have money
then throw it away, then throw it away
then throw it away, then throw it away
you see me throw it away
then throw it away, then throw it away
i like to throw it away, let’s throw it away
you know i ain’t jay z honey
but i act like i ain’t never have money

live from the area, area, wasted
drives will bury ya, bury, wasted
standing on couches, everybody know me
rock star, only thing that’s …
realest out here, out here
in the club doing what, got my name out here, out here
you can call it tricking, you can call it tricking
you can call it dissing, that it is if you all stand
all the bitches on q like na na na na na,
i’m in the sky, when the realest go na na na na na
let it fly dope, ah
you only live one time, one time
your favorite rapper up in here one time, one time
you know what
you know i ain’t jay z honey
but i act like i ain’t never have money

but i act like i ain’t never have money
then throw it away, then throw it away
then throw it away, then throw it away
you see me throw it away
let’s stack up, get it up and throw it away
then throw it away, then throw it away
you know i ain’t bill gates honey
but i act like i ain’t never have money

all my money got wings on it
fat, … my cling on it
clap, clap, clap, make that butt applaud
you got all that back, what you fucking for?
cheers to kids, this is y’all song
i got bitches, itching to sit me off home
we da bizness, this is, slaughterhouse baby
this is what is all about, … money
blowing in the breeze like na na na na na na
like the picture pose, i got cheese like na na na na na na
come, get this money from me, i don’t want it honey
i don’t make it rain, i make it snow bunny
time to pull to the top of that bitch
i ain’t got it like that, but i got it like this

you know i ain’t bill gates honey
but i act like i ain’t never have money
but i act like i ain’t never have money
then throw it away, then throw it away
then throw it away, then throw it away
you see me throw it away
let’s stack up, get it up and throw it away
then throw it away, then throw it away
you know i ain’t jay z honey
but i act like i ain’t never have money

yeah, it’s damn right, i’m fucking a lesbian, stripper
and a dob sprinter
dick van dike
it’s gonna love it, when i go warren buffet
throwing euros on the floor, balling on the form budget
slaughter’s in the house look at that click, that click
deeper than the breast of a fat chick, fat chick
party in vip with the earth realest on blue
… throw the money in the air like na na na na na na
i’m yelling i’m far settle like na na na na na
i know you killers hold the metal tight, na na na na na na
who give a fuck we all ghetto, right na na na na na na
i had a lap dance moment of clarity
this a tax right off, this m favorite charity

you know i ain’t bill gates honey
but i act like i ain’t never have money
but i act like i ain’t never have money
then throw it away, then throw it away
then throw it away, then throw it away
you see me throw it away
let’s stack up, get it up and throw it away
then throw it away, then throw it away
you know i ain’t jay z honey
but i act like i ain’t never have money

jealousy could crash here…different one, different one
i told her do that thing alive if she ain’t do it
that was my bad, thinking that she ain’t stupid
cute face with a pretty butt, pretty butt
shake got her saying giddy up, giddy up…
call murder like na na na na na na
even got the valee workers like na na na na na na
you scratch that and it’s one thing, …na na na na na na
red bottoms coming out the coup
we got it tied up, even when we’re at it to loot

you know i ain’t bill gates honey
but i act like i ain’t never have money
but i act like i ain’t never have money
then throw it away, then throw it away
then throw it away, then throw it away.

The Megaupload Song Lyrics (Ft. Diddy, Will.i.am, Alicia Keys, Snoop Dogg, Kanye West, Lil John, Kim Kardashian, Jamie Foxx, Chris Brown)

The Megaupload Song Lyrics (Ft. Kim Kardashian, Diddy, will.i.am, Alicia  Keys, Snoop Dogg, Chris Brown, Kanye West, Lil John, Jamie Foxx, Serena Williams, Russel Simons, Brett Rattner, Floyd Mayweather, Estelle, Carmello Anthony, Ciara, Game, Mary J. Blidge, Swizz Beatz, kim dotcom, kim junior and more):

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Swizz Beatz - Off The Cuff Lyrics

Swizz Beatz - Off The Cuff Lyrics:

Uh, right off the cuff

Blow your head off, shoulders, nothing but…

The big boy toys, and toys us

We pop shots, young niggers is just…

Everybody talking about the…. 

I grew up in the street, don’t see ‘em up in New York 

I ride in Bentleys, Lamborghinis…

Nigger knew how we do it, the industry is in New York

Uh, make, make that…

That thong is coming up, but you are moving slowly

Praise the Lord like you owe He 

Cause He is making possible for me!

Have to see the light, to see all good things

..forth and behind what we have

Living .. and behind of my half

Damn, my Pinky … 

Chorus: 

Why you’re talking to me like I don’t know what’s going on?

I’m in the hood on fire, and you know what song is on

Oho, say what?

Oho, Busta but

Oho, say what?

Oho, hey!

Why you’re looking at me, look like I don’t know what’s going on?

I’m form the ghetto nigger, that’s where I was brought

Oho, say what?

Oho, Busta but

Oho, say what?

Oho, hey!

Give me a .. I tell you your fortune

Spin your head round like a… 

God damn, the ghetto had to..

Come on, get…. ATF

Uh, they’re taking everything that’s left

Oho, say what

Oho, they’re coming through

Get out, or they’re catching who, nigger!

Not me, not!

I’m blowing up the fire escape

Climbing down … what was my ass getting to the ground

I kept a low back of my stash

I kept a little … 

Don’t tell nobody, because we’re getting going

Young niggers know how we do, but they don’t really know it

And they don’t really show it

The truth is going down, mother fucker found em in the hood,

So you know what’s going down!

Chorus: 

Why you’re talking to me like I don’t know what’s going on?

I’m in the hood on fire, and you know what song is on

Oho, say what?

Oho, Busta but

Oho, say what?

Oho, hey!

Why you’re looking at me, look like I don’t know what’s going on?

I’m form the ghetto nigger, that’s where I was brought

Oho, say what?

Oho, Busta but

Oho, say what?

Oho, hey!

Believe in yourself, if you don’t nobody else will

Just breathe in yourself, don’t worry about the cause of wealth 

Cause God put us on this green, green Earth

And what we do, turn the thing into …

We can make it better, but we make things worst

You can be in a Benz or in a…

Whatever, ever .. you get my…

Go to the block to smoke this…

Got to the block to smoke this…

I was… giving you a gift

Make you so better, make you…

I’m gonna continue to marinate

..and changing the word 

This vision thing I call my girl

Better get my wife, cause it drains my life!

Chorus: 

Why you’re talking to me like I don’t know what’s going on?

I’m in the hood on fire, and you know what song is on

Oho, say what?

Oho, Busta but

Oho, say what?

Oho, hey!

Why you’re looking at me, look like I don’t know what’s going on?

I’m form the ghetto nigger, that’s where I was brought

Oho, say what?

Oho, Busta but

Oho, say what?

Oho, hey! 

DMX - World’s Greatest Lyrics (ft Jadakiss, Styles P, Sheek Louch, Swizz Beatz, Drag On & Murda Mook)

DMX - World’s Greatest Lyrics (ft Jadakiss, Styles P, Sheek Louch, Swizz Beatz, Drag On & Murda Mook):

[Hook]

It’s the world’s greatest
(Ruff Ryders)
Make you throw your bike’s up
Make you rep your hood, now scream
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

I think I’m getting why these muthaf-ckers hate me
‘Cause I’ve been putting pressure on errything lately
And I’m here pressure bust pipes kinda easy
With that being said I apologize to BP
But to the rest of yall it’s no courtesy
I’m not a ? none of you burden me
Next generation at the double R lights up
Ii’m the next nigga that’s gon’ make ‘em throw they bikes up
I literally had million’s watching me
On the stage turning dudes to a mockery
Get it, copy with me with no ?
This niggas is chickens and beef steady talkin’ bout they go HAM
You confused you meat lover
I got Swizz feelin’ like Dre when he made Deep Cover
I’m the next Double R meal ticket
Make like a deck of cards nigga, deal wit’ it!

[Hook]

[Drag On]

My flow dope like the methadone clinic
Pull on the Phantom when you see a don in it
Glove box you might see the Kuran in it
Underneath the firearm, am I wrong with it
I drop the roof to be captured by the sun
Relay my bars and remastered every one
Nigga’s wonderin’ where the f-ck Drag at?
I’m on Twitter hittin’ everybody back
Drag to the dash I aint back to claim shit
I still got the same crown I first came wit’
If I had to do it all again, I wouldn’t change shit
Now I’ma shine when the rain get thick nigga

[Hook:]

[Sheek Louch]
Donnie G, ayo
All the pretty girls go round the ouside
Porsche or Range Rover meet me in the ride
Windows on jet black you ain’t gotta hide
Donnie, Razor Ramone, Bobby Backlund
This my throne cranberry silver patron, they love me
Hat back like I’m 15 face clean
Nice blue jeans sitting on the Louie
I used to run base and I don’t mean that
A long way from Dr Jays and Conways
I still like hoodrats some Beyonces
Pop off you aint’ ever seen Ak’s
Top down, Eddie Levert and the old J’s (whoa)
Donnie killin’ that UFO
It took a little while but Donnie gon blow
Hater seen Sheek nope, Donnie on the go
Might as well call me butter cause Donnie on a roll

[Hook]

[Jadakiss]
Ayo, personally I think I’m underrated if nothing else
I ask around, they you Jada is something else
Muthaf-ck who they know it’s the kid with the diesel bars and cool aid flow
It’s a couple dudes I aint got rid of yet
But it aint no rush, niggas is butt like the back of the cigarette
Holla when it’s time for the blood to get spilled
I only negotiate for thugs to get killed
Hustler, artist, CEO, on the low, blowin’ strawberry Kiwi dro
Sling cane til they cut off my hands, other than that
I’ma spit pain til they cut off my glands
Got work all over the stove
Gettin’ money all over the globe
In the Range all over road
Cribs and the whips is lavish
Double R mob life, kiss…

[Hook]

You know me, playing kiss with your bitch
She can call time, running trio on ya bitch
Shoot ‘em in the mouth, bet you he aint gon snitch
F-ckin’ with 3 bad niggas
Telling your girl full of tea bag niggas
She’s wavvy we crazy
ADHD, know where the weight be
On the scale with the guns off safety
Eyes hazy, money mansion Mercedes
Surrounded by killers, OG, crack babies
Loading up the nine, dont say a dime
Two blunts in the Watson 749
Red wine avocado, salad with the lambs
cilantro head honcho, rocking the poncho
Way out in Mexico, 10 for the bird let you place the decimel
Turn ya ass vegetable

[Hook]

[DMX]
You the next nigga, I’m the ex nigga
Name still ringing bells so f-ck the rest nigga
I do this shit for real
Y’all niggas is acting, I’m old school like Andre the giant and Bob Backlund
Cats aint never been able to ever
F-ck with the dawg, whatever the weather
I come through, niggas bow down like Muslims praying
I’m just tryna understand what these fools are saying
Don’t make me, somebody better take me outta here
This is what it came down to, f-ck outta here
Cats gotta fear, a nigga like me
I come through in beast mode from New York to AZ
Bitch you fucking crazy, thinking Dog aint got it
Dog gon hit it, as soon as y’all slide
I’ma scratch to the death, til there’s half of ‘em left
I’ma last of ‘em left, til the last of my breath

[Hook]

Meek Mill - I'm A Boss Remix Lyrics (ft.T.I., Swizz Beatz, Rick Ross, Lil Wayne, Birdman & DJ Khaled)

Meek Mill ft.T.I., Swizz Beatz, Rick Ross, Lil Wayne, Birdman & DJ Khaled - I'm A Boss Remix Lyrics:

[T.I.]
I’m ridin’ Dodge, I’m ridin’ by
On the westside which side am I?
Beemer 760i, Try me, let off 60 shots
Again we got the city hidin’
Poppin’ like it ‘posed to be
Hoes who not menaging got no business standing close to me
So cold, a ferocious G,
You niggas aint as dope as me, mind you f-ckin’ business
Watch ya mouth when you approaching me
I f-ck with hoes who f-ck with hoes who pills and powder socially
I like em or love ‘em though, cold heart emotionally
? where the ocean is
Ridin in a ghost again
Slap you with a lot of spit until she swallow all of it
Call the shots, run the shit
On some big money shit
Serious ’bout my hustle all these cowards on that funny shit
Rappin’ ’bout a bunch of shit
And you aint even done it yet
You the one they gunnin’ at
How I’m ‘posed to honor that?
You all talk dawg, flow and I aint having none of that
I’m big boss dawg floss all day, run it back

[Meek Mill - hook]
Bitch, I’m a BOSS!
Bitch, I’m a BOSS!
I’ma boss, I’ma boss
I play the shots
I call the calls
We in this bitch’
It’s goin’ downn
Yeah, I’m the king
Now where my muf-ckin’ crown?

[Swiss Beatz]
You a boss, You a boss
You don’t care what it cost
You just buy that muthaf-cka and you throw that shit on?
You keep poppin’ them tags
We just throw it in bags
And then we hit the f-cking block, we be dropping them rags

[Meek Mill]
Started with a dollar, turn it to an M
Used to ride Impala, turn it to a Benz
Niggas used hate me, turn into my friends
You should see how people treat you when that money coming in
Bad bitches callin’ cause I’m ballin’
And these niggas hatin’ on me cause they starving and I’m parking Aston Martin’s where they walking
These niggas ain’t important, they informants really talking when the people get to honking
I’ma a boss, really, Nino or Al Pacino
Hundred racks on his Rollie, he light up like a casino
Niggas really be fraud, I’ma keep it a c-note
Got jewelers down in Miami
They throw it like Dan Marino

[Rick Ross]
Had a couple seizures, call it minor setbacks
Everybody praying for me, I respect that
Woke up in the hospital, where my checks at?
Then I put 8 chains where my necks at
Hopping in the Ghost I feel I’m dead set
Worth 40 M’s so respect that
I put all my jewels on just to bone ya chick
You know the boss well known for leaving bonuses
We making money, may it marinate
When the work clean, cut it like it’s carrot cake
D-boys love the way I narrate
I still whip it like it’s Anna Mae (HA HA)
Remember momma had a cavalier
Now she living like a Cleveland Cavalier
Better check the stats, we filling arena’s
And I got the gat’s, Gilbert Arena’s

[Hook]

[Swizz Beatz]
You a boss, you a boss
75, 7 showers on her
Spend about 13 hours on it
757 with the showers on it
We spent about 13 hours on it

[Lil Wayne]
Look, I be probably on my skateboard, tryna learn a new trick
I just f-cked the avatar, now I got a blue dick
Money talks, bullshit walks if the shoe fit
You pushing up daisies, daffodils, tulips
I’m in my zone, I’m Angie Stoned
I point the pistol at you like a camera phone
I’m Young money, cash money, I’m not human
Boy, I’m tryna get money money like Mark Cuban
If she don’t respect me, she gon respect this dick
The World is an asshole and we the next big shit
Damn right I gang bang, tell ‘em blood up slime
F-ck, I had to say f-ck one time, get it?

[Birdman]
When I came up in this bitch I was shining every summer
Cook the whole thing, the young nigga doing numbers
Tote two nines, iced out stuntin’
Candy on the ave, candy on the slab
Hundred G’s nigga, Cash Money millionaires
Hundred mill nigga, how we flipped it off the ave
Blood rich gang, you know we filled it nigga
The money do swing behind a killer nigga
Catch me uptown puttin’ it down
Moving all around, new fleets with my round
Touch another town, puttin’ it all down
Pop a hundred bottles bitch, we wear the crown

[Hook]

DMX - Its Over The Dog Is Back Lyrics ft Swizz Beatz

DMX - Its Over The Dog Is Back Freestyle Lyrics ft Swizz Beatz:

You can drive but i do fight
Just can’t see me do right
Can’t raw with the big dogs
Just see the two sides

..too strong but you can’t wait me ..
And you love me ..tryin ..nigga with that
You can seat that..for 20 years and 20 years old
I’m on the block It’s a new .. eto town
Just ..the electric
You ain’t gotta like it to respect me
I’m getting in till the nigga wins
We gonna walk these dogs till the ..
Stack ass that’s what i .. talk or ..
Nigga you ...
Yu can put on the desk but i’ma still stop
.. like a helicopter and you can put ..
I can .. don’t want me to ..
Half from here to .. looking like the teady ..
back up the pieces ..more pretenders
jump in the benz five harddeep
four o’clock in the morning ..down whenever we get down
nigga pass that they might get down
bring up the best, bring out the worst
if you bring out the worse they gonna bring out the ..
thin he play pocker, I play pocker ..smiling the ..

...Dmx
.. DMX
..DMX
...DMX 

Chris Brown - Freaky I'm Iz Lyrics (ft. Kevin McCall, Diesel, Swizz Beatz)

Chris Brown - Freaky I'm Iz ft. Kevin McCall, Diesel & Swizz Beatz Lyrics:

get fresh baby this is your song,
put your good shoes and your lipstick on,
get fresh baby this is your song,
you said you want a freak, i’mma give you what you want.

whole lot of sex, whole lot of liquor,
whole lot of chicks, not a lot of niggas,
not my party, all about the bitches,
sexy model, ass like alicia’s,
see my main chick, she got that good shit,
and her gang vicious so i call her sid,
girl you better be careful,
bragging on a dick now your friends want a sample,
fuck a 69, its 696,
i be the 9, both ya’ll the 6,
you go both ways, get a load of this,
beat it so hard, now she gotta take a piss,
then you can’t even walk in the morning,
go to work yawning, …
man your girlfriends on it,
ain’t no fun if you ain’t sharing with the homies.

chorus:
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz.

i’ma have you telling all the business,
by the way that i be giving you the business,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz.

when my jeans come down, the surfs coming up,
thong to the side, she feel it in her guts,
ass in the air, fucking up your weave,
pulling on your hair baby let me hear you scream,
this white game mean, i make a bitch cry,
i lick your lips to your tits to your thighs,
throw you on your side, im working out the kinks,
you sweating out the sheets, girl you fucking with a freak,
she told you i'm a beast? well, she aint never lie,
i can go on both of you at the same time,
taking that pussy, bitch this mine,
throw that shit back, put an arch in your spine,
i never waste time but i aint in a rush,
hit it like a champ, i beat the pussy up,
he give you little taps, i beat the pussy up,
got her telling all her friends how the kid do her stuff.

chorus:
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz.

i’ma have you telling all the business,
by the way that i be giving you the business,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz.

i see ‘em with they hands up and i’m making sure i don’t leave no ladies out,
i need a dirty dancer cause baby i can guarantee i’mma turn you out,
so all my sexy girls say, ooooh
all my sexy girls say, oooooh,
girl i’m so nasty yeah, me have to tell you all the girlies love me
i put work in till you can’t take it,
you screaming and we're butt naked,
pull your hair girl, i’ll kiss you girl to take you down,
you got it, you telling everybody all about it.

chorus:
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz.

i’ma have you telling all the business,
by the way that i be giving you the business,
i'll make you run and tell your friends
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz,
how freaky i’m iz.
this what you want, this what you need!
this what you need? right!
this what you get!

Swizz Beatz ft. Alicia Keys - International Party Lyrics, Video

Swizz Beatz - International Party feat. Alicia Keys [OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO] 201. Monster Mondays.

Swizz Beatz ft. Alicia Keys - International Party Lyrics:

Show time!
Ha, let’s go!
Ah, OK, let’s go!
Ah, let me tell you something!
..my… is crazy, I got ya!
Can’t do…
My man came back…
You crazy you want…
Listen to me, listen to me, listen to me clear!
You don’t really want no.. over here!
We can do everybody oh clear,
Yeah, freeze!
Music please, I’m back, back, back on my foot,
Came back, man, I’m back…..
Better sush, I get it rush,
You seen the floors…
Big money is us!

Chorus:
I don’t really care
Who’s in here
I’mma run this place
And this is my year
I don’t really care
Who’s in here
I’mma run this planet
This is my year
It’s an international party
International party,
International party

Swizz Beatz, party!
Swizz Beatz party!
Swizz Beatz party!

Let’s go! Here we go now, let’s go now!
Everybody, everybody hit the floor now!
He wants some more now, what’s up now?
… turn it up now!
..go into the fashion, I’ll put in the work,
Jump, jump the plane, man I want…
You gotta keep up boy that’s my…
Hey! I’m loco, loco,
Everybody say I’m crazy, crazy,…

Chorus:
I don’t really care
Who’s in here
I’mma run this place
And this is my year
I don’t really care
Who’s in here
I’mma run this planet
This is my year
It’s an international party
International party,
International party

Swizz Beatz - Bonkers Lyrics

Swizz Beatz - Bonkers Lyrics:

listen to the beat, beat!
get upon the feet, feet!
the party starts now, now, now,
..cause i can’t get it,
i wanna put your hand on cause i make the meals,
..tell me how it feels!..
god damn nigger is all you got?
god damn nigger, is all you want?
tell me i’m a dog, i’m on the hood,
make me wanna step ... i’m back, back, i get it up!
paper, paper, i’m stacking, stacking,
..see me with that...
got a .. but it’s red dough,
..till the air go,
let me see you...
i’m off in vegas, throwing chips,
let me see you nigger...
let me see you, it’s all you get,
god damn, i ain’t...
back, back, and.. on the game,..
call me... on my dream, now,
..let you see me now,
god damn, we gonna play it...
seven five seven ..about thirteen hours on it,
got a... checking this trusted...
..is looking cool,
..away from school,
i have my hood green and street knowledge,
.... i ain’t do it this way,
i’mma do this on my way!
work on.. is not an option,
sitting on a line is not an option,
..is like my option,
came back, god damn, going shopping.
buy off the dough, buy off the drinks,
we don’t give a fuck...
..that’s what you can get though!
.. you have a problem see me now!
you have a problem, see me now!
you wanna battle with the beast, you can get it now,
got a .. i’ll kick your head,
..and rip of the ass!
see me dog, ..
... i don’t care if you see me,
..got a wife on my side, nigger oh, no!
that’ oh, oh!

Rick Ross - Reebok Back ft. Meek Mill & Swizz Beatz Lyrics

Rick Ross - Reebok Back ft. Meek Mill & Swizz Beatz Lyrics:

reebok back!

reebok back!

that’s all that they’re really screaming

is that reebok back!

black and the white, highs and the lows,

..they glow!

got me looking at the laces,

only money i’m chasing,

got a mike on the classic before i …

they’re screaming: reebok back!

reebok back!

that’s all they’re really screaming

is that reebok back!

they started rocking the classics

they started rocking the….

but now i’m rocking the… because i rock what i want!

…back in the back, rose gotta drop in the front,

i’m there to be a billionaire like ride on top of the mud.

i’m.. i’m with the triple…

and my mind is already swagging on my enemies!

got ‘em kamikaze ….

….told me…. made it i say….

swagging on and put my wrist on the… the morning is gone,

but i get a six hundred bill so i could….

these youngers are loving my style,

i gotta ‘em calling me….

sometimes i ask my own self….

i’m going…..

put my name on the …in the game with the flame, i ride that….

.. i was trained to spin this thing and make it back!

i’m staging my dream, chasing my kamikaze ….

reebok back!

reebok back!

that’s all that they’re really screaming

is that reebok back!

black and the white, highs and the lows,

..they glow!

got me looking at the laces,

only money i’m chasing,

got a mike on the classic before i …

they’re screaming: reebok back!

reebok back!

that’s all they’re really screaming

is that reebok back! (x2)

Swizz Beatz - It's You Ft. Mary J. Blige Lyrics

Swizz Beatz - It's You Ft. Mary J. Blige Lyrics:

chorus:

uhuuu, it’ you!

uhuu, it’s you!

it’s you, every day, every night, baby, it’s you!

i don’t want, i don’t want no one, but you!

and the winner is?

hey, it’s you!

and the winner is?

hey, it’s you!

and the winner is?

hey, it’s you!

champagne, baby… momma, i’ll take you to…

forget that baby hannah, i’ll put you in the laugh!

and i forget that little humble,

i’m a big man! i’ll take you, take you…

seven ..sevens, express lane,

if you’re lucky, you can get my last name.

let’s hit paris, we could take the last train,

now baby girl, baby girl, sing my name!

chorus:

uhuuu, it’ you!

uhuu, it’s you!

it’s you, every day, every night, baby, it’s you!

i don’t want, i don’t want no one, but you!

and the winner is?

hey, it’s you!

and the winner is?

hey, it’s you!

and the winner is?

hey, it’s you!

listen to me mommy, send me good things

when you’re missing me mommy,

and i … like you’re kissing me mommy,

they wanna hate school…

you’re not happy, it’s not an exception,

..i send the…collection.

i love it’s the real thing, baby you should trust it!

chorus:

uhuuu, it’ you!

uhuu, it’s you!

it’s you, every day, every night, baby, it’s you!

i don’t want, i don’t want no one, but you!

and the winner is?

hey, it’s you!

and the winner is?

hey, it’s you!

and the winner is?

hey, it’s you!

i just want to spend the night,

take my time, beta you…

take trips with you..

since you came in my life i feel brand new,

i just wanna spend the night,

take my time, be your wife,

take trips with you …

since you came in my life i feel brand new!

chorus:

uhuuu, it’ you!

uhuu, it’s you!

it’s you, every day, every night, baby, it’s you!

i don’t want, i don’t want no one, but you!

and the winner is?

hey, it’s you!

and the winner is?

hey, it’s you!

and the winner is?

hey, it’s you!

oh, man!