Monday, May 16, 2022

Lyrics of Taylor Swift - willow (Official Music Video)

Willow
(Taylor Swift)

I'm like the water when your ship rolled in that night
Rough on the surface, but you cut through like a knife
And if it was an open-shut case
I never would have known from the look on your face
Lost in your current like a priceless wine

The more that you say, the less I know
Wherever you stray, I follow
I'm begging for you to take my hand
Wreck my plans, that's my man



Life was a willow and it bent right to your wind
Head on the pillow, I can feel you sneakin' in
'Cause if you are a mythical thing
Like you were a trophy or a champion ring
But there was one prize I'd cheat to win

The more that you say, the less I know
Wherever you stray, I follow
I'm begging for you to take my hand
Wreck my plans, that's my man
You know that my train could take you home
Anywhere else is hollow
I'm begging for you to take my hand
Wreck my plans, that's my man

Life was a willow, and it bent right to your wind
They count me out time and time again
Life was a willow, and it bent right to your wind
But I come back stronger than a '90s trend



Wait for the signal, and I'll meet you after dark
Show me the places where the others gave you scars
Now this is an open-shut case
I guess I should'a known from the look on your face
Every bait-and-switch was a work of art

The more that you say, the less I know
Wherever you stray, I follow
I'm begging for you to take my hand
Wreck my plans, that's my man
You know that my train could take you home
Anywhere else is hollow
I'm begging for you to take my hand
Wreck my plans, that's my man
The more that you say, the less I know
Wherever you stray, I follow
I'm begging for you to take my hand
Wreck my plans, that's my man
You know that my train could take you home
Anywhere else is hollow
I'm begging for you to take my hand
Wreck my plans, that's my man



Hey, that's my man
That's my man
Yeah, that's my man
Baby, every bait-and-switch was a work of art
That's my man
Hey, that's my man
I'm begging for you to take my hand

Lyrics of Cardi B - Up [Official Music Video]

Up
(Cardi B)

Up, up, up, up, up
Look

Once upon a time man, I heard that I was ugly
Came from a bitch who ni*** wanna f*** on me
Said my face bomb, ass tight
Racks stack up Shaq height
Jewelry on me, flashlight
I been lit since last night
Hit him with that good good
Make a ni*** act right
Broke boys don't deserve no pu***
(I know that's right!)



Big bag bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga
Man, Balenciaga Bardi back and all these bitches fuc***
It's big bags bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga, man
Birkin bag Bardi back and all you bitches fuc***

If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck huh
Up then it's up, if it's up, then it's stuck
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck huh

I could make the party hot
I could make ya body rock
Bitches say they fuc*** with me
Chances are they probably not
If I had a dick ya probably lick it like a lollipop
Hoes speaking Capeneese hit her with karate chop
I'm forever popping shit
Pulling up and dropping shit
Gotta argue with him cause a ni*** love a toxic bitch
Niggas out here playing gotta make him understand
If it ain't no ring on my finger you ain't going on my 'Gram
Said my face bomb, ass tight
Racks stack up Shaq height
Jewelry on me, flashlight
I been lit since last night
Hit him with that good good
Make a ni*** act right
Broke boys don't deserve no pu***
(I know that's right!)



Big bag bussin out the Bentley Bentayga
Man Balenciaga Bardi back and all these bitches fuc***
It's big bags bussin out the Bentley Bentayga Man
Birkin bag Bardi back and all you bitches fuc***

If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, huh
Up then it's up, if it's up, then it's stuck
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, bitch

Bitches ain't fuc*** with me now and I can see why
Dirty ass dusty ass bitch you got pink eye
Bitches want smoke until I bring it to the doorstep
Tell that bitch bag back breath smell like horse sex
Put it on him now he will never be the same
Tatted on my ass cause I really like the pain
He nutted on my butt I said I'm glad that you came
If that ni*** had a twin, I would let 'em run a train



Big bag bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga
Man Balenciaga Bardi back and all these bitches fuc***
It's big bags bussin' out the Bentley Bentayga
Man Birkin bag Bardi back and all you bitches fuc***

If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck
Ayy
Up then it's up, if it's up, then it's stuck
If it's up, then it's up, then it's up, then it's stuck, bitch

Gotta play it safe, no face no case

Lyrics of Pink - Heartbreak down +lyrics

Heartbreak down
(Pink)

I like to think that i'm a pretty good kisser
I like to think I maybe broke a few hearts
But since I met you I'm a victim of disaster
I like to think I got it down to an art

So here's where the problem starts
You're shittin on my heart
Oh I can't take it again and again and again



All I wanted from you
Was a night maybe two
You beat me at my own game
No, It's not okay
I'm the one that's missing out
All I needed to do
Was get just a taste of you
And now I'm sick all in my head
You poisened me instead
Trust me, trust me, I think I got heartbreak down

I like to wake and go to bed around whenever
I like to maybe come and go when I choose
But now I'm waiting for a text, call, whatever
What's gotten into me, besides you
You're like a rush, you're like a drug, it's just the
sight of you
I like to think that I could kick you but it's what you
do
You knew we could be
What's the lord think of me
But you're so fuc*** weak I find it hard for me to
breathe



So here's where my story ends

I got to make amends
I let me down
Again and again and again and again

All I wanted from you
Was a night maybe two
You beat me at my own game
No, It's not okay
I'm the one that's missing out
All I needed to do
Was get just a taste of you
And now I'm sick all in my head
You poisened me instead
Trust me, trust me, I think I got heartbreak down

Here's what we have to do
Say it again and keep it true
Can't be strong too late for cool
I won't live without you
You are not rid of me

All I wanted from you
Was a night maybe two
You beat me at my own game
No It's not okay
I'm the one that's missing out
All I needed to do
Was get just a taste of you
And now I'm sick all in my head
You poisened me instead
Trust me, trust me, I think I got heartbreak down

Lyrics of Man With Robot Hands - I Can't Name You LYRICS

I Can´t Name You
(Man With Robot Hands)

Something's been eating me up
It's 4 in the morning my eyes should be shut
Is it cold where you're sleeping,
Do you keep on wishing that someday I might just show up.

Remember the plans that we made?
About getting married and where we would stay
Do you still hope we end up that way?
Cause I know I've been praying each day



Let me whisk you away from your doubts and denial
Oh I know that you've heard this before
From the gentleman who's struggling because of the miles
Who's begging to make him your own.

Something's been causing this pain,
I know it's not real, it just feels that way
How did things dramatically change?
Wish things would've just did the same

Don't you dare wake me up
I don't want to wake up without you next to me
Don't you dare wake me up

Let me whisk you away from your doubts and denial
Oh I know that you've heard this before
From the gentleman who's struggling because of the miles
Who's begging to make him your own.



Let me whisk you away from your doubts and denial
Oh I know that you've heard this before
From the gentleman who's struggling because of the miles
Who's begging to make him your own

Lyrics of Lil Durk - 3 Headed Goat ft. Lil Baby & Polo G (Directed by Cole Bennett)

3 Headed Goat
(Polo G)

[Lil Baby:]
These ain't no Guess jeans
I dropped out of school, I'm still good at math but ni*** don't test me
I played to the left, they went to the right they tried to finesse me
Still riding around with that blicky out, I hope they don't catch me
Police had raided our spot so we went to the next street
Play like I'm dumb, as soon as it's dark I'm going retarded
He say I'm hard, and he say I'm garbage, I'm rich regardless
We in Miami in the middle of winter and we on them jet skis
And we in Atlanta I'm running the cannon, and working the red key



[Lil Durk:]
I cannot mention my homies inside of my song cause I know they be trapping a lot
I can't keep taking these pills, when I'm in the trenches, they say I be cappin' a lot
I know a ni*** who say he got rich off of dope but I know he be actin' alot
I know some niggass who say that they took down the city but niggass be lacking alot
Yeah, that shit was awful, ni*** had that dog food
That day they shot you, I slid on the mongoose
You cannot come back around me, you changed your back on me I cannot forget
The police was lying, they said that they caught you, but ni*** they made you admit
Your name was fine, you put in that work, they took your stick, you a bitch
Fuck my opps, they be on my dick, they all be mad we rich



[Lil Baby:]
Under 25 living like a boss, riding around with a chauffeur
I don't sell drugs, still we paranoid keep looking over my shoulder
Niggas lying like I'm stealing swag but it's my shit like I wrote it

[Polo G:]
These rappers really nice as hell, I'm a different ni*** when I'm pissed off
Man, he say he gon press up on who?
I'ma get the steal like I'm Chris Paul
Back to back Suburbans, I'm a big dog
I was in the slums serving fentanyl
Zombie land, junkies having withdrawals
I been getting to a lot of missed calls
Turn it off, what the f*** is he talking about
I should slap him for saying he hot as me
I don't know who could f*** with me, honestly
And they know I'm the man so they watching me
Different color bands like Monopoly
Man they must not be using his head
If he thinking I don't keep a Glock on me
That's like suicide if you play with us got a better chance at the lottery
Call an ambulance when that chopper sweep
Make the crowd dance, choreography
Once I got a plan ain't no stopping me
Three car garage, million dollar crib with a foreign bitch riding on top me
A lot of people done said I won't be shit, well I guess they owe me an apology



[Lil Baby:]
These ain't no Guess jeans
I dropped out of school, I'm still good at math but ni*** don't test me
I played to the left, they went to the right, they tried to finesse me
Still riding around with that blicky out, I hope they don't catch me
Police had raided our spot so we went to the next street
Play like I'm dumb, as soon as it pop, I'm going retarded
He say I'm hard, and he say I'm garbage, I'm rich regardless
We in Miami in the middle of winter and we on them jet skis
And we in Atlanta, I'm running the cannon and working the red key

Lyrics of Valley - Like 1999 (Official Video)

Like 1999
(Valley)

Woke up, it's 2021
I wanna get texts
But I never wanna text back
Fuck man, I'm 2020 done
Another paycheck and I blew it, but I'm still sad

We talk all of the time
But it still feels like I'm just a voice on the line, so

If you wanna come over, watch Friends and then get high
Use my phone as a coaster
We'll travel back in time
Lights on the ceiling, we're more than a feeling
If you wanna come over, act like it's 1999



Woke up, had a dream about you
We were parked in a Pontiac
Making out, no internet
Ten things I hate about you, honestly nothing

We talk all of the time and I love it
So what are you doing tonight?

If you wanna come over, watch Friends and then get high
Use my phone as a coaster
We'll travel back in time
Lights on the ceiling, we're more than a feeling
If you wanna come over, act like it's 1999-9-9-9 (One sec')

Do you mind if I'm nostalgic?
Let's go back before 2000
Back before our love was so distracted
I wish that Y2K had happened
We would stay forever classic
You and I both be trapped in, in 1999



We talk all of the time and I love it
So what are you doing tonight?

If you wanna come over, watch Friends and then get high
Use my phone as a coaster
We'll travel back in time
Lights on the ceiling, we're more than a feeling
If you wanna come over, act like it's 1999
If you wanna come over, act like it's 1999

Lyrics of Olivia O'Brien - Better Than Feeling Lonely (Official Lyric Video)

Better Than Feeling Lonely
(Olivia O'Brien)

Hate to say it's true, but I can't get you off my mind
I'm thinking 'bout your body, how it feels when it's on mine
I know all you're gonna do is sit and waste my time
And every word you say to me is probably a lie

So look me in the eyes, tell me that you want me
Tell me pretty lies, tell me I'm the only
Even if you don't mean it, touchin' you is holy
Maybe fake love is better than feeling lonely



Better than feeling lonely
Better than feeling lonely
Better than feeling
Maybе fake love is bettеr than feeling lonely

Maybe fake love is better than feeling lonely

Wish that I could be someone who does everything right
But that just seems so boring, I would rather chase the highs
I've got some stories I still need to write
And I don't care if that shit fucks up my life
So call me a psycho and maybe you're right
But I love it (Love it)

So look me in the eyes, tell me that you want me
Tell me pretty lies, tell me I'm the only
Even if you don't mean it, touchin' you is holy
Maybe fake love is better than feeling lonely



Better than feeling lonely
Better than feeling lonely
Better than feeling
Maybe fake love is better than feeling lonely

I'd rather love and lose than never even get to love you
I don't care if I get hurt, I'm fine, uh
I don't get to choose the way I feel, it's just the truth
And I don't care if I get hurt, I'm fine, uh

So look me in the eyes, tell me that you want me
Tell me pretty lies, tell me I'm the only
Even if you don't mean it, touchin' you is holy
Maybe fake love is better than feeling lonely

Better than feeling lonely
Better than feeling lonely
Better than feeling
Maybe fake love is better than feeling lonely



Maybe fake love is better than feeling lonely

Lyrics of Surfaces - Wave of You (Official Music Video)

Wave Of You
(Surfaces)

Yeah

Where am I supposed to be
Washed up, pushed out or on my feet?
Tell me is a dream
Or am I stuck in a movie scene?

Daily/Baby, lately
I'm spinnin' around/away, so crazy
So baby, just take me

I think I'm caught in a wave, I feel 'bout you
I don't know how I can be so drawn into you
I think I'm fallin' in deep
I think I'm caught in a wave of you, of you
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, hmm



Oh, upside down, I'm tip-toein' under the sea
Lost and found, I hide in the memory
Crossing lines and I'm gonna make it to the other side
Or do I have to chase it? (Oh)
Oh, I speak loud but don't hear my voice
Ten feet down, does it feel like choice?
Hangin' onto the words you say
But еvery time I listen, I just hеar white noise
And all I see are these flashing lights
Can't hold, oh, they're passing by
How many wrongs does it take to right/write?
How many wrongs does it take to right/write?

Daily/Baby, lately
I'm spinnin' around/away, so crazy
So baby, just take me



I think I'm caught in a wave, I feel 'bout you
I don't know how I can be so drawn into you
I think I'm fallin' in deep
I think I'm caught in a wave of you, of you
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, hmm

Daily, lately
I'm spinnin' around, so crazy
So baby, just take me (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Daily, lately
I'm spinnin' around, so crazy
So baby, just take me

I think I'm caught in a wave, I feel 'bout you
I don't know how I can be so drawn into you
I think I'm fallin' in deep
I think I'm caught in a wave of you, of you
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, hmm

Lyrics of Mohombi - Coconut Tree ft. Nicole Scherzinger

Coconut tree
(Mohombi)

Coconut tree en español

I’ll always remember
Our summer in Hawaii
Aloha mi amore

Under the coconut tree we stay
Falling _ into me like a wave
You bring the fool out my groove
Baby, use your tubes
Make me wanna change my ways

Under the coconut tree,
You be chilling with me
Making love to you in a bedford room
Made of sand and sea



No place I’d rather be
No one else I wanna please
No one but you boo I got you
You got the best of me

Heey-ey-ey!
Usually I’ll be gone before
The morning lights

Ooh-oh-oh!
But you best keep telling me
That’s not the case tonight

You gon’ make me stay
Gon’ make me stay
You gon’ make me stay forever
You gon’ make me stay
Gon’ make me stay
You gon’ make me stay forever

Under the coconut tree we stay
watch as the night turns into day

We let the fire be the light
Sky is the floor tonight
Fly me with your gentlest way

Under the coconut tree,
You be chilling with me
Making love to you in a bedford room
Made of sand and sea



No place I’d rather be
No one else I wanna please
No one but you boo I got you
You got the best of me

Heey-ey-ey!
Usually I’ll be gone before
The morning lights

Ooh-oh-oh!
But you best keep telling me
That’s not the case tonight

You gon’ make me stay
Gon’ make me stay
You gon’ make me stay forever
You gon’ make me stay
Gon’ make me stay
You gon’ make me stay forever

Sing it to me baby, that melody
I hear the drums you gon’ make me stay
You gon’ lep it play
Baby, turn it up, up
You sound just like love
You gon’ make me stay
Baby, turn it up, up
You sound just like love
Just like love



Heey-ey-ey!
Usually I’ll be gone before
The morning lights

Ooh-oh-oh!
But you best keep telling me
That’s not the case tonight

You gon’ make me stay
Gon’ make me stay
You gon’ make me stay forever
You gon’ make me stay
Gon’ make me stay
You gon’ make me stay forever

Heey-ey-ey!
Usually I’ll be gone before
the morning lights

Ooh-oh-oh!
But you best keep telling me
That’s not the case tonight

You gon’ make me stay
Gon’ make me stay
You gon’ make me stay forever
You gon’ make me stay
Gon’ make me stay
You gon’ make me stay forever



I’ll always remember
our summer in Hawaii
Aloha mi amor.

Lyrics of Michale Graves - Attack of the Butterflies

Attack of Butterflies
(Michale Graves)

Welcome to my never, never, never world
come with me
i'll bring you peaceful sleep
retarded memories my
heroin hold it in
if smoke gets un your eyes, i apologize
welcome to my hello, hello, hello world
going down a one way street
footsteps in the gallery
sleep!
retarded memories my
heroin hold it in
if smoke gets in your eyes, i apologize
i am all you'll ever need
i am the child messiah
jesus christ is dead
the butterflies are lost inside

Lyrics of Michale Graves - Casket

Casket
(Michale Graves)

Casket en español

Empty playground of the living
Lonely swingsets of the dead
It must be nice in heaven to have an angel
To heal the subtle silence in your head
So no more crying tonight
\"all there is are bad dreams\"
And the yelling from the pain
Silent stories I have told you
Precious moments never spent
You've had another bad day
Up here in heaven!
All the silent spaces in your head
So no more crying tonight
\"all there is are bad dreams\"
And the yelling from the pain
Everything is gone!
Everything's just fine!
The monkey bars live lightning
And the slide takes me away
From evil looks
And bloodshot eyes
Empty playgrounds of the living
Lonely swingsets of the dead



Lyrics of Michale Graves - Butchershop

Butcher Shop
(Michale Graves)

Superman, I'm calling back again
The phone is ringing off the hook
There's someone coming up the steps
Water s' coming in again
Coming from the ceiling
The smell is in the sinking shades
Of someone buried deep within the sea
Well I look down
And you lost faith

Superman and all his friends
The spiderman is hanging from the ceiling
The bad guys are on the loose
And they can't stop stealing
An evil plan,
The world will fall into his hands
Won't stop screaming
Babies teething
Won't stop screaming
I can't make it stop

Lyrics of Michale Graves - Blackbird LIVE

BlackBird
(Michale Graves)

Hell in a bookbag
I hope I don't look bad
Everything's squared away
How far did you go?
What was the story? everyone feels the same way! order up is here
So glad you're leaving
You sped here and you'll
Speed away!
Woke in the morning
And I told her I loved her
Hell blackbird
Goodbye
Goodye, bye-bye
Class is in recess
I wonder what she says
I'll sneak away when she looks away
How far will I go?
And what was the story?
Everyone saus the same thing!
Goodbye



Lyrics of Michale Graves - Beware

Beware
(Michale Graves)

If you sing my song
And the dead rise all around me
I can make the darkness
Weep and fall

If you sing my song
Lie upon me, all surround me
Ragged roads of distance
Long lost souls

Go

If you sing my song
And the dead cry all around me
I'll blanket you with wings
When you're not strong

Creature calls
Sick angels fall around me
If you're scared
Beware

Lyrics of Michale Graves - Attack of the Butterflies

Butterflies Attack
(Michale Graves)

Heading down the highway
California, get high
I can see the long road behind me

Dressed so tight, Saturday night
Mr. Scarecrow, hit the lights
All the pretty girls want a good time

Never gone away
Lost in the bathrooms of my waste
It's piled up inside
Somebody knocking at the door



One, one, one, nine

Heading down the highway
California, dreams of big time
Horror business

Beautiful brown eyes
Blue eyes, green eyes, her eyes

Dressed so tight, Mr. Saturday Night
Hollywood scarecrow loves to fight
All the pretty girls want a good time

Never gone away
Lost in the bathrooms of my waste
It's piled up inside
Somebody knocking at the door

One, one, one, nine

Comatosed and skeletons
Crimson pearls of decadence
Searching for the arrogance
To get me through the innocence
Hanging rainbows storm clouds loom
Witches shelter laugh and boom



I can still hear the music
Can you still hear the music

A thousand miles left to go
Magic breaths of grimple smoke
Pumpkin seeds of fading time
Always us, one, one, one, nine

Lyrics of Jessica Simpson: 05. Walkin' Round in A Circle (Lyrics)

Walkin’ Around In A Circle
(Jessica Simpson)

Life is a curve ball
Thrown with the wild arm
And if I’m going to swing in, I must get motivated
Instead of lying in my bed
I’m like a train wreck, trucking down a fast hill
Heartbreak is overrated
If I dry the tears now
I can get a head start out the door

I never loved the sun until the rain
I’ll never get anywhere if I stay on a same place
Always afraid I’m



Gonna just get stuck in a dream
Where the answer’s clear but no one knows it
It’s like a toss up, I gotta get off here
‘Cause I’m tired of emotions

I’m blue no more
Walkin’ round in a circle
Deja vu no more
Walkin’ round in a circle

Being redundant is never the one trick I ever want to master
One quirk can get me focused
‘Cause the start of a circle is also the ending
One door has to close before the next can open
Gotta give my own life
My whole life is a given one sweet goal

I never loved the sun until the rain
I’ll never get anywhere if I stay on a same place
Always afraid I’m…



And I just get stuck in a dream
Where the answer’s clear but no one knows it
It’s like a toss up, I gotta get off here
‘Cause I’m tired of emotions

I’m blue no more
Walkin’ round in a circle
Deja vu no more
Walkin’ round in a circle

How can I be my best, there’s never fail
How can I ever find peace if I never yell
I gotta be stronger
I can’t let cold wind blow me on a cold night
I follow the skyline and I am no longer

Stuck in a dream
Where the answer’s clear but no one knows it
It’s like a toss up, I gotta get off here
‘Cause I’m tired of emotions

I’m blue no more
Walkin’ round in a circle
Deja vu no more
Walkin’ round in a circle

Lyrics of Hozwal y Darell - All Star (Video Oficial)

ALL STAR
(Alex Rose)

Yah
Jaja, Hozwal
Jajajajaja
G-G-G-G-G-Geniuz
Eso e’ así

Abran paso, llegaron los all star (Hah)
Controlando el malianteo como Héctor en Gold Star (Eso e’ así)
Que los tuyo’ no se mueren, ¿cuánto vamo’ a apostar? (Hah, hah)
Que vengan to’ los problema’ pa’ nosotro’ es normal (Here we)



Abran paso, llegaron los all star (Hah, hah)
Controlando el malianteo como Héctor en Gold Star
Que los tuyo’ no se mueren, ¿cuánto vamo’ a apostar?
Que vengan to’ los problema’ pa’ nosotro’ es normal

(Hozwal)

Donde sea que te meta’ te vamo’ a encontrar’
Son veinte palo’ en cada rеsidencial
Esto e’ La Burla, no vamo’ a arreglar
Tе exploté la guerra, que hay pa’ financiar (Cash)

Cabrón, tú sabe’ quiéne’ somo’ (Somo’, sabe’)
Tú ha’ visto qué pasa si intentar forzar
Aquí resolvemo’ a plomo (Plomo)
Y hasta que no acabe no vamo’ a parar

To’ los palo’ son fulete
No salgo de casa sin el juguete (Tu-tu)
El de tambor dentro del 47
Si te la busca’, huelebicho, es pa’ que me respete’



No mezcle’ la calle pa’ después ponerle emergencia (No)
De la calle somo’ la esencia
Sienten el power si está mi presencia (Prrr)

Yo soy la estrella de mi canto (Ey)
Dinero cuando me levanto (Cash)
No me pregunte’ si voy, dime cuánto (Jaja)
¿No huele’, cabrón? Ahora son tanto’ (Ey)

En la muñeca tengo tu adelanto
Ya yo estoy curao’ de espanto (Ice)
Son 20, si no yo no canto (Woh)
8 cifra’ en el banco

Abran paso, llegaron los all star (Hah)
Controlando el malianteo como Héctor en Gold Star (Eso e’ así)
Que los tuyo’ no se mueren, ¿cuánto vamo’ a apostar? (Hah, hah)
Que vengan to’ los problema’ pa’ nosotro’ es normal (Here we)



Abran paso, llegaron los all star (Hah, hah)
Controlando el malianteo como Héctor en Gold Star
Que los tuyo’ no se mueren, ¿cuánto vamo’ a apostar?
Que vengan to’ los problema’ pa’ nosotro’ es normal (And you remember my face, motherfuc***?)

Al 47 le puse LeBron (Hah)
La chequita no falla, le dicen la Curry (Eso e’ así)
Por Isla Verde fumándome un blunt
Te quedaste si estaba’ comiendo en el churro (Ratatá)

Ustedes tienen chavo’, pero eso es por surri (Hah)
Salí a trabajar con la máscara y el hoodie
Esto es PR, real calenturri (Oh)
En el área ‘e Santurce moviendo los burri



Otro asesinato es otro cero (Hah)
Después me guardo en un hotel (Eso e’ así)
Sin ser famoso en Instagram
Tu foto puesta en un t-shirt (Pa’ que sepa’)

Cyclon y phillie’ en el ?
Hablen claro, ¿qué vamo’ a hacer?
De la Metro tengo el poder
Ya no es la mafia, es el cartel

Abran paso, llegaron los all star (Hah)
Controlando el malianteo como Héctor en Gold Star (Eso e’ así)
Que los tuyo’ no se mueren, ¿cuánto vamo’ a apostar? (Hah, hah)
Que vengan to’ los problema’ pa’ nosotro’ es normal (Here we)

Abran paso, llegaron los all star (Hah, hah)
Controlando el malianteo como Héctor en Gold Star
Que los tuyo’ no se mueren, ¿cuánto vamo’ a apostar?
Que vengan to’ los problema’ pa’ nosotro’ es normal



Ey (Jeje)
Listen to me, listen to me
Hozwal (Jejeje)
El De La Burla
And you remember my face, motherfuc***?
I’m here with the
Habla, Darell
Hozwal
Geniuz
Sinfónico G4
Mera, dime, Javish
Jajaja
Esto e’ La Burla, cabrón
Ustedes saben ya
Prrr
Dime, Javish
Esto es Sold Out, cabrón

Lyrics of Michale Graves - 1119

1119
(Michale Graves)

Heading down the highway
California, get high
I can see the long road behind me

Dressed so tight, Saturday night
Mr. Scarecrow, hit the lights
All the pretty girls want a good time

Never gone away
Lost in the bathrooms of my waste
It's piled up inside
Somebody knocking at the door



One, one, one, nine

Heading down the highway
California, dreams of big time
Horror business

Beautiful brown eyes
Blue eyes, green eyes, her eyes

Dressed so tight, Mr. Saturday Night
Hollywood scarecrow loves to fight
All the pretty girls want a good time

Never gone away
Lost in the bathrooms of my waste
It's piled up inside
Somebody knocking at the door

One, one, one, nine

Comatosed and skeletons
Crimson pearls of decadence
Searching for the arrogance
To get me through the innocence
Hanging rainbows storm clouds loom
Witches shelter laugh and boom



I can still hear the music
Can you still hear the music

A thousand miles left to go
Magic breaths of grimple smoke
Pumpkin seeds of fading time
Always us, one, one, one, nine

Lyrics of Michale Graves- Punk Rock is Dead Full Album

Punk Rock is Dead
(Michale Graves)

Problems you can't identify
Slave to your TV
I'm not your mainstream demon
I'm your icon, beautiful monster

Resurrect, coming back to haunt you
Tear down your ignorance
Destroy your fabricated accessories
You're all the same

Oh, you're so pretty with your pink hair
Blue skin bullshit, f*** you
You're useless herded sheep



And you're never gonna get me
'Cause you're all frauds

Punk rock is dead
Punk rock is dead
Punk rock is dead
And I'm punk rock

Too much paranoia about
Who that you should be
I've got to dress like this
Hey, you look like me

Your ideas are all implanted
You don't care that they're not yours
You're a slave to your TV
Indoctrinated to the cause

And you've got no future
'Cause you've got no plan

Punk rock is dead
Punk rock is dead
Punk rock is dead
And I'm punk rock

Lyrics of Paul Wall & Chamillionaire - Balla Talk II

Baller Talk
(Chamillionaire)

Paul Wall]
They think I'm a drug deala, I'm dealin large
Cause I'm playin with more diamonds, than a deck of cards
My wrist light up the room like a bubbling light
Im not your bud but I shine kinda like Bud Light
Im thoed but you can catch me macking somethings is yella (Yellow)
Sippin coconut rum with a lil umbrella
Game shooter, I take trips to the Bramuter so many cars
I got more keys than a computer
Screens fall like snow on a vacation to Alaska
Fly to Nebraska for a date with Toni Braxton
Ice look like a drunk princess shaving her legs
Princess cuts from my toes to the braids of my head
Im bolted down, I got more bolts than home depot
Crawlin low like a bettle more fly than a seagul
For my people I'm a leader give them somthing to folla (Follow)
My Roley's show time but this ain't the Apolla.



[Chorus]
Whoa
I feeling so really thoed that I can't po
Run that Courvoisier put it on the flo (Floor)
Body froze mouth glows why you think those
Fools follow close tryin to get my pasos
Ice bubbles color shows like a rainbow
Never show tell me somethin that I don't know
They cant believe its not butter on my bank roll
Money froze but I'm sure I need moe

[Chamillionaire]
Look, look its Chamillion the rap ruler
I run with a black crewer
Niggas that give a round of applause and clap rugers
Being in black cruisers, sip drank outta fat coolers
And being in every chinese restaurant like fat buddahs
Man we stack movers, everydays a pay day
Only thing I do Free is that girl next to AJ
This ain't 106 and Park stay shifts and park
The great start the bloody rims keep forgetting to start
Gotta get them things fixed, buy but I can't tip
No chasing my drink mix, but hoes wanna take sips
Nah I think not, see you couldn't get shots
If you were the blood doin the crip walk
And get caught by yourself on a crip block
The cheese be gotsta be more than just our noodles & meat on our pasta
See through in imposta, you got some locked lips
Ain't gotta buy Doritos cause we already got chips, ni***.



[Chorus]

[Paul Wall]
They think I work for Kellogs mouth full of Frosted Flakes
I wreck the mic like if you drivin and lost your brakes
My mouth got ice shattered with princess cuts swollen
Im the ish like if I had a uncontrollable collen
Im thoed but you can see me mackin somthings thats chocolate
Sippin' on some lemon squeeze with a cherry on top it
Game damager I take trips up to canada
So many cars I got more keys than a janitor
Crawlin low like a tarantula, here I come grab your camera
Even though I'm a rookie I'm still far from an amature
Its the trunk dismantler from Antawn Drive
But catch me being on sattelite over in Cancun live
My screens fall kinda similar to coconuts
Im trying to keep my pockets fatter than Oprah's butt
Im sitting crooked and thoed, wide squatted and slow
It goes down boy you already know - hahaaa

[Chorus] - (3X)

Lyrics of Seether - Country Song

Country Song
(Seether)

Country Song en español

Well I can't stand to look at you now
This revelation's out of my hands
Still I can't bear the thought of you now
This complication's leaving me scared

Stay when you think you want me
Pray when you need advice
Hey keep your sickness off me
Trying to get through
Blame all your weakness on me
Shame that I'm so contrite
Hey keep your fingers off me
Why can't I get through?



You think you have the best of intentions
I cannot shake the taste of blood in my mouth

Chorus
(Hey) I keep on thinking that it's
(Hey) all done and all over now (whoa)
You keep on thinking you can save me, save me
(Hey) My ship is sinking but it's
(Hey) all good and I can go down (whoa)
You got me thinking that the party's all over

Well I can't stand to be myself
This liberation's seemingly rare
And I can't stand the taste your mouth
This sublimation's out of my hands

You can stay 'cause you think you want me
Pray when you need advice
Hey keep your sickness off me
I'm tryin to get through
Shame you could take this from me
Bane on an empty mind
Hey keep your fingers off me
Why can't I get through?



Chorus
(Hey) I keep on thinking that it's
(Hey) all done and all over now (whoa)
You keep on thinking you can save me, save me
(Hey) My ship is sinking but it's
(Hey) all good and I can go down (whoa)
You got me thinking that the party's all over

(Guitar Solo)

Lay down
Just stay down
Lay down 'cause I'm trying to get through

Say what you want but you're not gonna win this time
Take what you want but just leave me alive
(x 2)

Chorus
(Hey) I keep on thinking that it's
(Hey) all done and all over now (whoa)
You keep on thinking you can save me, save me
(Hey) My ship is sinking but it's,
(Hey) all good and I can go down (whoa)
You got me thinking that the party's all over



Lay down
Just stay down
Lay down 'cause I'm trying to get through
(x 2)

Lyrics of Chamillionaire Body Rock

Body Rock
(Chamillionaire)

Hol' Up

Chamillitary mayne

All pu*** niggaz make your way
To the exit right now

It's finna' go down

[Verse 1]
How you up on the East and West
And you ain't heard about me
That's like claimin you a boxer
And ain't heard of Ali
Breakin' off pu*** niggaz saying words about me
Definition of a real ni***, is a certified me
I'm passin through customs with american I.D
Puerto Rican at the gate tellin me "Hurry Papi"
Southwestern Airlines with the burner, I'll be
Lettin one off in the air, the other sure to fly free
If you hatin', Tough ni***, turn that dude to a stuttera
Govern like I'm a Governor, from the south I'm a Southerna
I'm never lovin' her, I just put rubber gloves in her
And I go get another hoe when her lover discovers her
(Haha) You niggaz know you in trouble
I'm more trouble if you don't know the hell you in trouble for
But please, please, don't make the punisher punish ya
If you gotta girl, then don't get a beat down because of her
Yo metal metal, hit yo head with the barrel
Make yo head cave in, have yo head lookin' narrow
Then I head to the ghetto, to get rid of my metal
Vehicle changin orange, to the red, to the yellow
Chamillionaire, one of the south's harders lyricist
Now you pussy's hearin this, salute the color changin pyramid
Other boys is trouble, other boys is gimmicks kid
If you speak up for em, then yo career dissappear with his



[Chorus]
Southern niggaz don't dance
We be saggin' our pants
So low you could see our boxers mayne
We body rock, we body rock (what else?)
We body rock, we body rock (fa sho)
Southern niggaz don't dance
We be saggin' our pants
So low you could see our boxers mayne
We body rock, we body rock (what else?)
We body rock, body rock, body rock
Mayne!

[Verse 2]
Only imagine how close
All the diamonds in the jewel sit
Invisable set, canary yellow
As a tulip
I could spit some calm words
To you through my two lips
Or I could have them hollow tips
Poppin out them two clips
You pick, don't run up on me
with your tool slick
I be damned if I get jacked with a strap
Up under my blue knit
Don't do nothing foolish, cause I'll completely loose it
Give a player a new breathin hole with a pool stick
I got hoes, square rooted, doubles and cubics
They be come in groups of two or more
And they be wantin to do it
Got females that do lick, and some that strictly do dick
And if your freaky prove it, I'll go get the cool whip
If you love yourself so much, that you don't want to prove it
You can get up outta here and you could get excluded
Don't know what click that you with, I'm king of the new click
(What click?) Click color change clack, rap, I plan to rule this



[Chorus]
Southern niggaz don't dance
We be saggin' our pants
So low you could see our boxers mayne
We body rock, we body rock (what else?)
We body rock, we body rock (fa sho)
Southern niggaz don't dance
We be saggin' our pants
So low you could see our boxers mayne
We body rock, we body rock (what else?)
We body rock, body rock, body rock
Mayne!

Lyrics of Chamillionaire f. Kanye West & Stat Quo - Call Some Hoes

Call some hoes
(Chamillionaire)

Feat. Kanye West, Stat Quo)

[Talking]
Mafia niggaz
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Oh ohh oh ohhhhhhhh ohhhhhh!
Let me call some, call some girls that I knowww, knowww
I don't mean the bougie ones from befohhh, 'fohhh
I need some girls that's really down to get lowww, lowwww

[Kanye - talking over Chorus]
It's ya boy Kanye to The
The Roc is in the building right now
We smoked out
And I don't even talk like that
To the wall



[Verse One: Kanye West]
Now if my man Benzino got a Benz and they call him Benzino
When I get my Bentley they gon call me Bent-lino
Lot of shit changed since I hooked with Jay-Z yo
For the tracks I done got 800 C-notes
So glad I ain't take the drive to Home Depot
Right now my car and home would be repo'd
Fuc*** with my girl today around three-oh
My man said let's call some girls that we know
Ohhhhhhhh!
Sometimes I wanna say f*** my bitch
But I don't want nobody to f*** my bitch
Even if a modelin chick sucked my dick
It wouldn't make me now feel so sick, just because
They came over to cheer me up
Smoked, drink, and yeah we fuc***
No matter what they do it can't be enough



[Chorus]
Oh ohh oh ohhhhhhhh!
Let me call some, call some girls that I knowww, knowww
I don't mean the bougie ones from befohhh, 'fohhh
I need some girls that's really down to get lowww, lowwww

[Kanye - talking over Chorus]
It's ya boy Kanye to The
The Roc is in the building right now
We smoked out
And I don't even talk like that
To the wall

[Stat Quo - talking over Chorus]
Wooo! Yeah! Haha.. Stat Quo ni***
Shady motherfuc*** Aftermath, you understand me?
Uhh

[Verse Two: Stat Quo]
Looka here homes gettin my stunt on
I step in the bar I'm a superstar
They know who I are from the pimp description
Mack hoes just to get 'em in the doggy position
Put my key in yo ignition and work the kitten
Introduce you to how hustlers livin
Dick and bubblegum is all I'm givin
New whip, new year, new crib to sit in
I'll take ya bitch, make ya bitch make me rich
From major chips, but now you sick
How Stat Quo got dough to flow and 'dro to blow
Yak to sip and wigs to split
'Nuff grip won't slip, be easy
Your girlfriend wants to, please me
Make a porno, put her on TV
(Do a porno tape with that hoe mayne)
Make that pu*** drip drip when she see me



[Chorus]
Oh ohh oh ohhhhhhhh!
Let me call some, call some girls that I knowww, knowww
I don't mean the bougie ones from befohhh, 'fohhh
I need some girls that's really down to get lowww, lowwww

[Kanye - talking over Chorus]
It's ya boy Kanye to The
The Roc is in the building right now
We smoked out
And I don't even talk like that
To the wall

[Chamillionaire talking]
Yeah, yeah
You know what I told them cats?
Let me tell you what I told em

[Verse Three: Chamillionaire]
Go get a bigger scale
On a scale of one to six
I'm an 11, you're in heaven when I punish it
I got her naked but I know I wasn't gonna hit
She was lookin at it like that isn't gonna fit
I told her I was only gonna use half of it
If you want a smaller size go and rent a plastic dick
Why you actin like you a genital activist
Matter of fact you can get out, you can pack your shit
And she was like, "Ay, why you gotta act like this?"
Cus your wastin my time you can ask my wrist
Now you trying to talk to me about abstinance
She was like wait a second let me ask you this
Is you're name Chamillionaire, do you rap?
No
Ain't you on that song with Kanye West and Stat Quo?
Ron C says you was
Oh is that so?
And then I said if he did don't know what he told you that fo



[Chorus]
Oh ohh oh ohhhhhhhh!
Let me call some, call some girls that I knowww, knowww
I don't mean the bougie ones from befohhh, 'fohhh
I need some girls that's really down to get lowww, lowwww

[Kanye - talking over Chorus]
It's ya boy Kanye to The
The Roc is in the building right now
We smoked out
And I don't even talk like that
To the wall

[Chamillionaire talking]
Hold up
Make sure y'all look for my patna Stat Quo's upcoming solo album
entitled "Statlanta"
On Crome-man Music with Shady Aftermath
Oh yeah man

Lyrics of Chamillionaire camera grab.avi

Camera Phone
(Chamillionaire)

Chorus

Shake somethin for tha camera phone
Take a picture for tha camera phone
Shake somethin for tha camera phone
Take a picture for tha camera phone
Shake somethin for tha camera phone
Take a picture for tha camera phone
Shake somethin for tha camera phone
Take a picture for tha camera phone



Verse 1

Where's my phone, i gotta get this
Tha freak of tha week and guaruntee i won't miss
Shake that ass and hit that split
Roll them hips and stop real quick
Don't move til u hear that click
Hell yea thats it
And its a damn shame thats yo bitch
She like tha picture song thats her shit
Put that camera on and lets turn tha
flash on and u got ur click

Verse 2

Its me tha birthday boi
And I got a real big birthday toy
Take her to tha crib and make so birthday noise
I just wanna give her some birthday joy

Chorus

Hook

Strike a pose
Strike a pose
Strike a pose
Strike a pose
Strike a pose lil mama strike a pose
Strike a pose
Strike a pose
Strike a pose
Strike a pose
Strike a pose
Strike a pose lil mama strike a pose



verse 3

Ay, Lil mama come holla at me
Lets make us a plan like AT&T
Cuz ain't nuttin like tha word of mouth
Tha music is goin worldwide like Bellsouth
We in tha club gurl lets be bent
And afta he have fun we can sprint
To my house if you wanna come ova lets gon and hope in my T Mobile
(Wat cha say now)
We in tha club gurl lets be bent
And afta he have fun we can sprint
To my house if you wanna come ova lets gon and hope in my T Mobile

Chorus

Verse 4

We be deep in tha club
Ballin like we spose
Shake somethin for tha camera phone
She gettin crunk on my camera phone
And her birthday suit is wat she got on
She bustin that thang...wide open
Hold on baby let my camera focus
One picture Two pictures Three pictures
She all on me booty softer than tissue



Verse 5

Say cheese
Im finna get a couple of these
She say she wanna be a model and she hotta than free
Courtney told me she was a regular freak
And I can tell by tha picture mail that she sent me

Chorus

Hook 2

Sm Smile for tha camera
Sm Smile for tha camera
Sm Smile for tha camera
Say cheese
Sm Smile for tha camera
Sm Smile for tha camera
Sm Smile for tha camera
Say cheese
Sm Smile for tha camera
Sm Smile for tha camera
Sm Smile for tha camera
Say cheese
Sm Smile for tha camera
Sm Smile for tha camera
Sm Smile for tha camera
Say cheese

Lyrics of Chamillionaire - Chamillitary [2005 Full Mixtape]

Chamillitary
(Chamillionaire)

Better get it resolved ni***, (get it resolved baby)
Better get it resolved ni***, (you got a problem)
It's your's truly, Chamillionaire the Mixtape Messiah
In here with DJ Smallz, Man On Fire I got th streets mayn
If I don't got it, then I'm gonna get it (I know you hating)
But it's cool I got some'ing for that, October 4th
"The Sound of Revenge", that's what it is pimp



[Intro]
I know you hate, cause I'm the man on fire
Other known, as the Mixtape Messiah
I know you hate, the colored diamonds I'm rocking
Top drop, chameleon paint flip-flopping
I know you hate, the way I got my do'
Hate when they tell you, I'm about to blow
Now they asking, why we hate eachother
Niggaz hate niggaz fake, so I keep it gutter

[Chamillionaire]
Rapper I think not, like Thugger man I ain't heard of that
The album dropping, sign on the wall gon say refer to placks
Don't talk to me, ni*** move around as I turn the Lac
Hop out and I watch how that console, on that wood sturn detach
The public love it, cause base say you don't deserve the tracks
Accapella never ever ever, done said a word of fact
Go find the damage, and it punched and inserted that
Send 'em back to pro-tool school, you go and learn to rap
Present is what it is, and that means that it ain't no turning back
You can bleach your shirt, if you white then it ain't no turning black
But listen close, cause it prolly didn't occur to that cat
That he can see me and easily beef, I serve him that
I don't spit that murder rap, rapping wise I murder cats
Lyrical plack, better wipe it off like you had some dirt attached
Rapping guys, need to realize when they turn the rap
Book pagr look mayn, get it popping it's like the Cornel's back
It's Koopa, still take home the trophy with no assist
Ain't none of 'em on my level, and now you just noticed this
Now you just know they pissed, when you say who the thoedest is
Getting mad and they throw a fit, get mad and I throw my fist
I don't lose sleep for haters, I won't be up later
When Ron Cizzle getting paper, I won't be no hater
Movie Festival, I'm watching "How To Be A Player"
But then it changed to what channel, "How To Be A Traitor"
BKT to Ron C, Lil' Flip then me
These traitors doing so much traiting, looks like they god damn flea
Mark it but park it, while I tell you why these boys hate me
Cause I'm exactly what these other suckers, just can't be
And that's the truth baby, don't get me started again
Cause this time the nail in the coffin, and I'm bombing on them
Say my name on wax for me, wish your boy with a Tim'
DJ's know that I'm bringing drama, like that Squad full of Pimps

Lyrics of Chamillionaire Drag Em In The River Rasaq

Drag em in the river
(Chamillionaire)

Feat. Rasaq)

[Pimp C Insert]
I'm the trillest of the trill..You the fakest of the fake

[Chamillionaire - Talking] (Pimp-C)
Chamillitary man.
(I'm the trillest of the trill..You the fakest of the fake)
Know what I'm talkin' bout.
It's Color Changin' Click clack and uhh (I'm the
trillest of the trill..You the fakest of the fake)
Tuned in to the Mixtape Messiah,
know what I'm talkin' bout, (I'm the
trillest of the trill..You the fakest of the fake)
but uhh, we got somebody else who wanna say sumthin'
(I'm the trillest of the
trill..You the fakest of the fake)
Somebody who feel the same way,
niggaz gotta serious problem know what I'm
talkin' bout?
(I'm the trillest of the trill.
You the fakest of the fake)



It's Rasaq boy!

[Chorus - Rasaq]
I'ma drag em' in the river, drop his body in the bay
With a note around his throat
and you know what it say (It's Rasaq Boy)
Ohh! you want some..you's a hoe Dike Jones
You's a hoe Dike Jones, you's a hoe
From the 4 and I don't give a shit
Color Changin' Click in this bitch represent who you with

[Verse - Rasaq]
I'm on 4's, suicide doors
Searchin' through the city for this hoe Dike Jones (where they at?)
Take a shot of drank, just to get me in the zone (in the zone)
I know you see me comin' better strap up ya thong (strap up ya thong)
I heard you bumpin' gums, so you better get gone
Don't let this pistol handle come on top of yo dome (yo dome)
Ridin' 2 tone, grippin' styrofoam
It's the boy Rasaq puttin' it down for Akers Home (wussup baby)
Niggaz know ya fraud, don't make me pull ya card
Tryna play it hard, but I caught ya off guard
They say we fell off, what they didn't tell yall
To get a meal all I need to do was make a cell call
They say we fell off, what they didn't tell yall
To get a meal all I need to do was make a cell call



[Chorus - Rasaq]
I'ma drag em' in the river, drop his body in the bay
With a note around his throat and you know what it say
Ohh! you want some..you's a hoe Dike Jones
You's a hoe Dike Jones, you's a hoe
From the 4 and I don't give a shit
Color Changin' Click in this bitch represent who you with

[Pimp C Insert]
I'm the trillest of the trill..You the fakest of the fake
I'm the trillest of the trill..You the fakest of the fake
I'm the trillest of the trill..You the fakest of the fake -
I ride with made niggaz them choppin' on blades niggaz
I'm the trillest of the trill..You the fakest of the fake

Lyrics of Chamillionaire - Fly as the Sky - The Sound of Revenge

Fly as the sky
(Chamillionaire)

Chorus: Chamillionaire]
F what you heard me, See me in person
You know I'm fly [3X]
Even your girlfriends and all her girlfriends
You know I'm fly [3X]
Keep it dirty, dirty you heard me
You know I'm fly [2X]
You know I'm fly as the sky
Fly like a birdy [2X]
Fly like a

[Chamillionaire]
Yellow band, excuse me Cham, please give me the time again
Diamonds so large, the minute hand ain't got no time for them
Damn! How you susposed to see the time when them
M&M-sized diamonds lay right beside the hand
Chamilll, Rasaq, & Lil Wayne make a ni*** feel ashamed
Trying to hide the bling in the middle of your little chain
In the drain, down it go, say they love the sound of those
Chamilltary boys, We the illest boys around here hoe
Flyer than a bird yes but your correct if your guess
Is that the eagle gonna hurt when aiming at your bird chest
Pow! Forget your feelings, I could care less
Leave you where I leave you, you can see ya in the turbulence
Girl do yourself a favor and don't say I have to pay ya
Give a favor to a playa and just pass it to my neighbor
And when your finished could you tell your friend to flavor
Cause the king ain't gonna savor, just gonna save that ass for later



[Chorus]

[Rasaq]
Mayne I'm fly as a plane, Me and Lil Wayne
Spitting game, get your girl weezy like his name
We don't have to say a thing cause the chain can explain
First they look at the piece then they look at the rang
I'm fly as a pelican, Ice on my skeleton
On a sunday morning, I stay sharper than a reverend
Candy on my doors, looking something like gelatin
Syrup in my cup but I ain't talking about medicine
I'm cold as an eskimo, throwed from my head to toe
The white tee fresh but it starts in my denims though
Yeah and if I pull down my fly, I could piss on the sky
Cause ni*** I'm that high
I pulled up in heaven up in the candy painted ride
And I gave jesus five and I'm still alive
Even though I know them haters wish I would die
Even in they day dreams, i'ma still stay fly boy



[Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]
They call me Birdman Junior, I'm flyer than the rest
I'm trying to get a couple cool pigeons to the nest
And if you look at how the jewels glisten on my chest
Then you will be impressed and yes that's VS
Fly boy to death, I used to only fly
First class on every plane til I bought a jet
I'm on the runway, let down the steps
Open the phantom door and light up the cess
I smoke the best, Chamillion come get me
From University of Houston after I pass my test
Swisha lays for sure, it'll come your nerves
So boy I'm so high, I could palm the world
Yeah and I'm strapped for the turbulence
Pow! Now you up here with me in a cloud (Chea)
They call me Weezy Baby, the son of a stunner
Bitch I'm flyer than a motherfuc***, ya know



[Chorus]

[Chamillionaire - Verse 4:]
Poster child to the pop trunk, I pop it up and let it bang
I'm show ya how to rep the city, correctly run the game
Grip tightly on the grain, turn it left and we call it swang
Let me show ya how to make the baddest ladies scream your name
I'll put that boy J Junior in the future in a body bag
I'm trying to quote that bad body like a boxing bag
Trying to get below the belt and beat it like a boxing jab
Hit it then I quit it like I dropped out of a boxing class
Know how we doing it, we been chopped and screwing it
Coming to get that number one spot you got like Ludacris
Know he acting groupie-ish taking a sip out Luda's Cris
We buy our own bottles, grab one and put it to your lips
Hating on your hood, throw your hood up, put it in his face
Repping Texas, got that real estate down in that realest state
Didn't need a bigger place, didn't need a bigger face
On my watch but forgot and went a got

Lyrics of Chamillion, Rasaq, & Yung-Ro - Front to the back

Front 2 Back
(Chamillionaire)

feat. Rasaq, Yung Ro)

[Woman: "Mixtape Messiah"...
Yeah ni*** it's the Mixtape Messiah ni***, ol'
pu*** ass nigga]

[U.G.K. Inserts: Bun-B (Pimp-C)] {Chamillionaire}
From the back (back), to this front (front)
Now to the side (side) {Get ya step on}
(repeat 4x)
{Hold up, Okay}
(What goes up, must come down)
From the back (must come down)
To this front (must come down)



[Verse 1: Chamillionaire]
-Yuh, Yuh.
Go get a sack, roll a blunt, then let it light
Hop in ya ride, but don't let no gimmick rapper blow ya high
Go get some screw (what type of screw fool?), Dj Screw
And other Dj's can wreck too (how many?), just a few
Where that O.G. Ron C and other boys better not get lazy
Would it be slab or Mercedes? Better go ask that naked lady
on the hood, I feel like boys ain't no where near my caliber
I'm years ahead of yall and you ain't no where near my calendar
Went from the front, to the back, now push the side
Now I'm standin' on my own 2 Chuck Taylors when I ride
Ride on yall wit pride, homie you might ask me why
It seems like real niggaz die, and fraud niggaz multiply
Is ya hearin' me? no rapper can even see as clear as me
I make my own turns there is no one else that's steerin' me
How could you think that you could handle Koopa lyrically
My flow ain't perfect yet, but no rapper come as near as me
Look what you created, now you got me aggravated
Gettin' braided, sittin' bladed, then I go hit that 280
Uhh-Uhh, 8 bumper scrapped, but I'm steady tippin' down
Ask a question for real niggaz, I bet the frauds is gon' reply
Who the realest?



[U.G.K. Insert] {Rasaq ad-libs}

[Verse 2: Rasaq]
-Ay we bout to tip down man
From the back to the front, front back to the side (to the side)
I'ma come down while my 5th wheel rise (5th wheel rise)
Fall up in the club, and I'm draped up in ice (draped up in ice)
Yellow-bone in my lap, and she shakin' them thighs
(shakin' them thighs)
Wanna come home, but I'm past on the game
Niggaz waitin' in the alley, tryna jack off my chain
It's the Color Changer, ridin' on swangers
Recognize pimpin', I ain't never been no stranger
Bumpin' on screw, slowed down in my disc changer
If you wanna throw down, I got 1 up in the chamber
It's that brown-boy from that C.C.C
Them other boys cool, but they ain't me (you gotta love it)
Been true all my life, I ain't tellin' you a lie
Put ya deuce in the sky, if you 'finna get high
Alot of niggaz lame, they be sangin' they name
But I swear that they soft, and they gay in the game
I'ma come down, 84's spinners swang
Takin' butter-heads to the mall to buy me pinky rings
I be ridin' the hardest, yall niggaz is insane
23's behind the paint like that boy LeBron James



[U.G.K. Insert] {Yung-Ro ad-libs}

[Verse 3: Yung-Ro]
-Let me see it, let me see it
From the back, to the front, to the side
I'm in the back, now here it cum, girl open wide
Don't be ashamed, do ya thang, cuz I'ma do mines
Tell ya man that I got 2 nines, so lil daddy do you mind?
If I do what I'm supposed to do
It's pimpin' baby, I'm fly I'm supposed to screw
Every bitch in the vacinity
I'm on Hypnotiq and Hennessy
and you askin' what the hell don' gotten into me
I'm 'finna be, leavin' the scene with yo hoe
Just like I'm 'finna be turnin' 22, and that's comin' fa'sho
That's for Ro, just pimp-tastic baby
Need a bitch, break a bitch-up, pimp classic baby
You askin' baby, and I can feel it in my ear
Lookin' back at ya like G'yeah, tellin' you what you wanna hear
But it's cool with me, yeah just close the curtains
And if ya, fuckin' Nobody, ya still a virgin
Now from the back, to the front, to the side
From the back, to the front, to the side
From the back, to the front, now to the side
Heh!, yeah (Get ya step on..Get ya step on) yeah, Right!

[U.G.K. Insert]

Lyrics of Chamillionaire Frontin

Frontin
(Chamillionaire)

Let's get 'em Happy
Go!

[Chorus]
Y'all ain't about nothing
Y'all ain't about nothing
Y'all frontin, y'all frontin, y'all frontin, y'all frontin
Y'all niggaz just hate, Y'all niggaz just hate
Y'all fake, Y'all fake, Y'all fake, Y'all fake
You ain't finna do nothing, you ain't finna do nothing
Y'all frontin, y'all frontin, y'all frontin, y'all frontin
Introducing to you now is the kid they love to hate
But when you saying what you saying
You just say it to my face



[Verse 1]
Yeah you see him? (Yeah)
You see him bow beat him down lean him down (lean him)
Your breathing sound like you now layin down sleepin
You be surrounded or found on the ground beaten
You see him how he look now and he ain't found a reason
My reason is that they won't have to persuade
Me to have the courage to walk right up and say it to your face
A faker never know he fake
A hater never admit he hate
By the time they figure it out is probably gon be too late (yeah)
Grinning up your face is like you tryin to let me know
That you ain't really happy how how I'm getting all this dough
Let the truth be told tell me is your friend a foe
Better make it clear or get mistaken for a hoe (Yeah)
And then you take him to the floor
I can't ignore it if you're talking
But I hope that what
you talking ain't about running up or robbing
Walk around like everybody is the enemy just for precaution
(just for precaution)
I get no surprised and have to see an early coffin



[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
And what you smokin'
your brain clouded yet the pine got your mind polluted
You got some smarts in your mind hey it's time use it
Your friends arrive talkin down on the loud music
Them niggaz's lying plus them concept is gettin included
How could they tell you, you was built to last
You built like a boxing bag, put a whoopin on that ass
See us approachin that set in motion in that hour glass
Wrong words are built too fast, find your exit and dash
Lookin for crabs in a bucket tryin criticize me (me)
But they do it around them niggaz don't say it around me (me)
And if they do us opposite how they feel about me (me)
Turn my back and they relax and talk that lip behind me
I see you a busta and I'mma bust ya in your lip
Put some lipstick in my fist, throwin you a kiss
Since I see that you a sucker, suck a gasoline dick
Put it right up to your lip, put a lighter to the tip (boom!)



[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Act like you know I'm from the south
We ain't playin, what you sayin?
I can't hear you when you talk
What you want? (What you want?)
What you sayin out your mouth?
We ain't playin, what you sayin?
I can't hear you when you talk
Where you from? (Where you from?)
Act like you know I'm from the south
We ain't playin, what you sayin?
I can't hear you when you talk
What you want? (What you want?)
What you sayin out your mouth?
We ain't playin, what you sayin?
I can't hear you when you talk

[Chorus]

Lyrics of Wonderland - Starlight

Starlight
(Wonderland)

Statrlight you were bright I’m alone tonight
And you’re ahining down upon me like you know
Do you see me standing here
With a heart full of fear
Will you let me drown your sorrows in your glow

I want to dance underneath your light
Underneath your light
Cause you pull me in like you’re on my side
When I die in the day I’m revived at night
Can I call you my
I want to dance underneath your light
Underneath your light
Cause you pull me in like you’re on my side
When I die in the day I’m revived at night
Can I call you my, my starlight



When there’s no-one around
There’s a friend to be found
And the one I speak of never lets me down
On the roof of my house introduce yourself
And you held me as the tears came tumbling out

I want to dance underneath your light
Underneath your light
Cause you pull me in like you’re on my side
When I die in the day I’m revived at night
Can I call you my
I want to dance underneath your light
Underneath your light
Cause you pull me in like you’re on my side
When I die in the day I’m revived at night
Can I call you my, my starlight

I want to dance underneath your light
Underneath your light
Cause you pull me in like you’re on my side
When I die in the day I’m revived at night
Can I call you my
I want to dance underneath your light
Underneath your light
Cause you pull me in like you’re on my side
When I die in the day I’m revived at night
Can I call you my, my starlight
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Lyrics of Chamillionaire Grind Time

Grind Time
(Chamillionaire)

Talking*)
Ha-ha, live from Houston Texas
Your's truly, the Mix Tape Messiah
Y'all know what time it is, it's grind time baby
Chamillitary mayn, the realest

[Hook]
It's grind time, I need mine
Grind time, I need mine
Grind ti-i-i-i-me, (looking at my watch)
I-I-I-I-I-I, I need mine



[Chamillionaire]
Not hanging around that corner, I'm chasing and trying to fold a
Whole stack I stay on my grind, when it's hot our or even colder
Yeah you know the color, denying it if they told ya
That I am not just a client mayn, I am the biggest roller
When it come to that paper, that paper be like my partna
My paper ain't never heard, the fat lady sing at the opera
Sitting low in that dropper, on top of the mono-block
Ya can't let all the hating stop ya,
what would you be on the block for
Grinding, that's the reason
yeah that's the reason you breathing
If that ain't nowhere around me,
then that's the reason I'm leaving
Gotta go get my G's and, show em it ain't a problem
If you'd just get off your bottom,
then you'll be saying I got em
Get it like me, maybe live near to see
While the people mad at your habit, beginning to be
Such a nusense but we, are as real as could be
And real recognize real, but you looking different to me



[Hook - 2x]

[Chamillionaire]
King of the Chamillitary camp, cheering for the champ
BVS's in my necklace, my appearance like a lamp
Lit up in my ear, as they see the king appear
Haters definitely can't stand it, standing near a chandelier
I'ma keep on shining, like a Southern playa's spose'
I'ma keep getting respect, just ask about me round the globe
Down here the music Slowed, if it's tight they call it throwed
Candy paint cover my do's, and them wheels we call em 4's
Some on-lookers looking, like they wishing that they had em
Balling if I want it, don't play with it go and grab em
Get the old school a couple tools, candy paint and slab em
Go and get the old school DJ Screw, and jam it like a anthem
Don't care bout who you know, cause I'm the illest rapper rapping
If you think someone better, be a good lad and go grab em
For now I just go get it, and sit crooked on my Davin's
And deal with it how I deal with it, and do it like a champion



[Hook - 2x]

[Chamillionaire]
Friends turn to foes, homies turn to haters
Further down the road, partnas turn to fakers
So I'ma keep it true, but some will turn to perpetrators
Won't keep it in control, turn to instigators
Real is how we roll, use to try to play us
Patience getting low, switch it to the majors
Freestyle or flow, mean y'all on different pages
Got that bidness man grind, had to make a couple changes

[Hook - 2x]

Lyrics of Chamillionaire - Grown and Sexy - The Sound of Revenge

Groawn and sexy
(Chamillionaire)

Talking*)
Ha-ha yeah, it's yours truly Houston's own
Chamillionaire holding it down, for the playa that don't believe
In love at first sight, but the playa that believes that he
Can get love on the first night, that's right
So before I get to discussing, what type of eye candy I need
What type of visual stimulation, she needs to be able to achieve
There's something special bout ya, that ain't hard to see



[Hook]
Grown and sexy from your head,
down to your toes you know you're fine
Got that perfect face a perfect shape,
and perfect smile (a perfect smile)
But soon as you turned around,
it's something that I realized yeah
You look better from behind,
you look better from behind, grown and sexy

[Chamillionaire]
From the moment you flashed your teeth, I knew that we had to meet
Your face was the Mona Lisa, your ass was a masterpiece
Asked ya if you was married, and that's when you answered no
I asked if you had a ni***, and that's when you said fa sho
So I didn't care, as you walked away I was stare
At your bottom in apple bottoms, your waist was shaped like a pare
Really round at the bottom, a little thin up there
So instead of letting ya leave, I pursued ya just like the playa
That I am and damn, couldn't help but to help myself
To a helping because I smelled some perfume, that can make me melt
And you shoulda seen my demeanor, I had to control myself
Approaching you from the rear, as I tapped you right on your belt
And you tried to look surprised,
like you didn't know I was behind ya
But I could tell by your smile, you was waiting on me to find ya
Mess with my thought a bit, and tried to play hard to get
You don't wanna look like you're freaky,
pretend like it's hard to hit



[Hook]

[Chamillionaire]
Let's give a toast, to the ladies that look better up close
That look better by the behind, and better when you approach
You try your best to get up close, until you smelling the soap
Lovely ladies from coast to coast, get in bed and she dope
Not a eight and not a nine, grade you more than just a dime
Bentley steering wheel body, cause you look better from behind
Grip around your waist turn it,
like I'm just trying to get a better view
Cause God must of been working hard, when he assembled you
I'm trying to test drive, your rear and your shape
And I'm power steering your waist, and I see your rear is in shake
If you thought I couldn't handle it, then you're really mistaken
No one here to keep you near, then you're here for the taking
I'm still waiting, for you to give me one good reason
Why you couldn't leave and be speeding, off in some good breezing
You'll never spend another boring night, in some hood freezing
But posted up by standing water, during some good season



[Hook]

[Chamillionaire]
Had to tell you, that I'm really feeling your style
Saw you walking by, and couldn't let you pass
Gotta tell ya, that I'm really feeling your smile
But even better, is the beauty of your ass
Staring right, into the beauty of your profile
There's something, that I gotta ask
Can you let me, let me
Let me, view your beauty from the back

[Hook]

Lyrics of Original Gunsmoke Chamillionaire, Rasaq, Yung Ro M. Messiah

Gun Smoke
(Chamillionaire)

Yung-Ro: Intro]
1 and a 2 and a 3 (Nobody!)
And a 1, and a 2 and a 3 (Nobody!)
And a 1, 2, 3 (Nobody!)
And a 1 and 2 and a 3! (Nobody!)

[Bridge ]
What ya mean? (Put ya mug on)
What you mean? (Put ya mug on)
What you mean? (Put ya mug on)
What you mean? (Put ya mug on)
..What you sayin'? What you mean? (Put ya mug on)
..What you sayin'? What you mean? (Put ya mug on)



[Chorus]
Gun Smoke, when you hear me cockin' it back and me gun go
Booyakaa-Booyakaa leave you layin' on the floor, Yeah
Buck-Buck-Buck shots, come come now what you mean?
Pussy mad and blood clots, Gun Smoke
(repeat)

[Verse 1: Yung-Ro]
-Shh!, Poof, Nobody the ghost bitch
When it's gun smoke on the track, you know Yung Ro wrote this
Yeah, forever Color Changin' Click homie!
Cuz I ain't the type to switch homie
Some the real niggaz never pick phonies
To roll with me, I ride 1 deep
Solo with a glock next to me
So many brothers wanna plex with me
And I'ma show em' all who's next to see
Peek-A-Boo, there's gun-smoke (Gunshots)
That's how my gun go, shots out to that Po-Yo
on the block like Rasaq on the mash for dough
And I'ma fly, cocky, ignorant dude
You don't wanna see me in a ignorant mood
Just trust me dog, sit and be cool
And we could see how fast your pivot move
..(Bitch!), that's how I plex, execute em'
With a red-beam, not even Neo, can't dodge what I'm shootin'
So if you hatin', you better be expectin' some fire
From Nobody the Ghost, and the Mixtape Messiah
So what you sayin' slick, say it to my face
It's on the tip of my tongue, and I'm gettin' tired of it's taste
Hey!, that's not for you son, let me give you the truth son
You not the truth son, we the realest reppin' (Houston)
Color Changin' Click, we hot, ain't playin' mayne
Cockin' back I'm sprayin' man, I'm-I'm just sayin' mayne
What I gotta do to help you kids understand
Love Ro, if not for rap for what he is as a man
I'ma inspiration in the hood for niggaz that struggle
Quit complainin', singin' sad songs get up and hustle
Get ya money mayne, sleep later and hoes get nothin'
No love, no patience, no cash, hold up, just nothin'
In they face screamin' get money ni***, because I'm true to it
And it's nothin' let you tell it, it's somethin' you new to it
And I'ma keep makin' you bitch niggaz mad at me
Say Koopa, f*** rap, niggaz can't f*** with my mentality



[Cham: Hahaha, yeah]
[Ro: G'yeah]
[Cham: Yeah, yeah]
[Ro: Nobody the Ghost man]
[Cham: Sho']
[Ro: Uh-Uh, yeah]
[Cham: It's Koopa]
[Ro: It's that Mixtape, M-Mixtape, M-Mixtape Messiah]

[Verse 2: Chamillionaire]
Yeah, I'm the man the chief, look how I handle weak
ass niggaz who thinkin' that they could have my streets
I'm wavin' my weaponary at a random sweep
Anybody that want it, can get a can of beef
Why you kissin' and tellin' my lil spanish freak
she kissin' and tellin' me how the bang it sleep
If it's someone else it's playin' it's weak
It's a problem who gonna go handle it (it's me)
Real niggaz be sayin' what type of man is he
Is the ni*** a fraud? ni*** let me see
I know the ni*** a lesser man then me
If he said to them instead of me
You makin' some noise, it don't jam to me
So the game is currently gon' depend on me
I'm the ni*** that gave you a 50 jammin' street
If I bomb on the ni***, I'ma fantal beef
Give a damn if I loose a couple fans a week
Cuz niggaz that's real is gonna stand with me
Give a damn if I loose a couple friends a week
Cuz I ride to the end, and it'll end with me
And some pretend to be, friends but they just fakin' the feeling
You know he fake, and you fakin' it with him
And the ni*** be thinkin' his fakin' is hittin'
Who the hell is makin' this niggin'
feel like he ready to slander me
Like he ain't never gon' have to be
dealin' with the uh Majesty
Chamillionaire yeah, I'm makin' a livin'
You fakin' a livin', and I don't give a damn who's house you in
I bring the roof down like it's weights in the ceiling



[Cham: Haha, yeah]
[Ro: Yeah]
[Cham: Chamillitary man!, respect the name,
respect the game, respect yeah already]

Lyrics of Chamillionaire - Hate In Ya Eyes

Hate in your eyes
(Chamillionaire)

Jealousy in ya eyes (that’s what it is boy)
Envy in ya eyes (that’s what it is boy)
The label that’s on the rise
Tell em the name, chamillitary mayne

You can love me or hate me
But im still gonna get my money
Envy and jealousy is all i see
(yeah) i can see the hate in ya eyes
You can try but you cant stop me
I keep it real i keep it street
So tell everybody that don’t like me
That i can see the hate in ya eyes



If you the best, beef is sumthin you should expect
Cause the rest be feelin that to be as good as the best
Its obvious im the best so i’m lookin for less
Of the friends that just pretend i’m only lookin for checks
Say hello to the villain, i would say its nice to meet you
But its not, so i don’t pretend it is when i greet you
The same villain that run with you try to beat you
So i chase money like the payment that’s on ya lease due
Gimmie that (that) gimmie gimmie that (that)
Yeah that is why the wallet fatter than a city rat
Feelin that, till its really really fat
You hungry and trying to eat like shit give ya snacks
We aint havin that, you feelin me? yeah
They don’t want drama they aint prepared
And i’m feelin they scared
Go tell em i said ima make a killin this year
Headed all the way to the top like there aint a ceiling in here
(i keep goin baby)



You can love me or hate me
But im still gonna get my money
Envy and jealousy is all i see
(yeah) i can see the hate in ya eyes
You can try but you cant stop me
I keep it real i keep it street
So tell everybody that dont like me
That i can see the hate in ya eyes

You aint really like the after taste
So im back to put the music business back in place
Lets get back tryin to crack crack crack the safe
My moneys like my liqour somethin i dont have to waste
But i do, keep somethin' that you feelin' me? yeah,
Then imm'a keep soon as they see me ain't assumin' a thing
They thought i'd fall apart, like the michael jackson face
But i come in like "gimmie that" and snatch the steaks
Can't see the truth in your face you must be blind, deaf too
Representin texas, imm'a rep it 'till the death too
They say i'm sick, when i spit they sayin' achoo
'cause this type of cold is the cold they wanna catch too
But it's a catch 2-2 because you can't win
Haters hatin', we respond (let em get mad then)
We headin' straight to the bank, we 'bout to cash in
I'm in the driver's seat if your ridin' then get ass in



You can love me or hate me
But im still gonna get my money
Envy and jealousy is all i see
(yeah) i can see the hate in ya eyes
You can try but you cant stop me
I keep it real i keep it street
So tell everybody that dont like me
That i can see the hate in ya eyes

Jealousy, jealousy i can see youre jealous of me
But keep hatin me (i see the hate in ya eyes) but it wont stop me
Let em hate

And pay attention to the screen, it aint shinnin its clean
They could see as soon as they see me aint assumin a thing
Jewlery that you say is mean is pg-13
My wrist like a horror flick it make the white girl scream
Tell em to calm down the pinky rings the preview
I put another set around my neck to be the sequel
So mean that moneys the reason people turn evil
So i get checks you upset soon as i leave you
But be true, if you feel what im doin is wrong
But its better to be pissed off then pissed on
Its better to stack big wads then get coins
So i chase money myself and wont let you join



You can love me or hate me
But im still gonna get my money
Envy and jealousy is all i see
(yeah) i can see the hate in ya eyes
You can try but stop me
I keep it real i keep it street
So tell everybody that dont like me
That i can see the hate in ya eyes

Lyrics of Chamillionaire Ft. Big Gem - Hey Lady

Hey Lady
(Chamillionaire)

Feat. Big Gem)

(*talking*)
G'yeah, Big Gem uh Play-N-Skillz
Chamillionaire you know I'm saying, let's ride

[Hook - 2x]
Come with me, hey lady won't you ride with me
Cause it's about that time, we about to ride tonight
La-da-da-da-da-da-da

[Big Gem]
I see you watching mami, you keep on passing by me
I see you sticking out your ass, showing off your body
I see who's hand you holding, he brought you to my show and
Wink at me one more time, and I'ma snatch you from him
I ain't fuc*** around, I'm only in your town
I don't know, for about three more hours
So let the bottles pop, Crystal...naw
Henny on the rocks now, you know how I do it brah
We buy the bars out, thugged out blinged out
Every chickenhead, know what we be about
Now here she come again, but without a friend
I told you I would snatch you up, listen to what I said



[Hook - 2x]

[Big Gem]
What you wanna do, head to the room
Or you wanna chill, with a playa like me
Got the limo outside, we running out of time
Come on shorty, take a ride with me
I got ya where I want ya, you where you wanna be
You say your man's a square, and he can't give you what you need
I put a thousand on it, you a stone cold freak
You ain't an Aquarius, your ass ain't no Aries
A dime piece Pisces, maybe
You're a gorgeous Taurus, I don't know come closer girl
See I'm a Gemini, both sides to your right
Compatible, offer the best with the freaky type
So let the sparks fly, bring more liquor out
Or you a Scorpio, your ass finna get dug out
See I ain't playing with ya, Big Gem gon give it to ya
It's what you waiting on, Koopa talk to 'em now



[Chamillionaire]
Now all my Pisces, Libras and Geminis let's ride, yeah-yeah
All my Scorpio, Virgos and Capricorns it's time, yeah-yeah
All my Cancer, Taurus, Neos and my Sag-i-tarious
All my Aries and Aquarius girls let's ride, yeah-yeah

[Hook - 2x]

(*talking*)
G'yeah-g'yeah, hold up mayn
That's my partna Big Gem
And that's the single off of his album
On Universal Records, called "Hey Lady"
Featuring Chamillionaire, hey
Y'all make sure y'all call and request that one
Let's keep it pimping baby

Lyrics of Chamillionaire - Hurtin' Em Bad

Hurtin em bad
(Chamillionaire)

[Chorus]
Yeah ni*** we hurtin' em' bad
Droppin' these bangin' ass beats
Better go warn ya niggaz because
Chamillion is comin' with heat
Niggaz gon' recognize the realest
Soon as it hit the streets
Niggaz be thinkin' they runnin' shit
But all that noise gon' seize

[Verse]
You don't want me to bat, I'ma bad ass ni***
Can't let it go when I grab that ni***
you a hold up ni*** I'ma grab that ni***
If you thought like me you would've had that ni***
See you drop-out in a chrome Impala
Make a u-turn groupies gon' follow
When I spit shit man the hoes gon' holla
Cuz I'm worth more then a million dollars
But I can't let the money go to my head
It's goin to my neck and my wrist instead
I do a lil dirt and bust a lil lead
? Room see the pent I'ma roast on ya fed ?
Make a lil bread and spread a lil love
Pour a lil liquor and take a lil chug
Ya girls in love dog and that's because
I smiled at her with a mouth full of gold slugs



[Chorus]

[Verse]
The world ain't ready so we gon' shock it
The industry me and Herc gon' lock it
Billboards, don't bring up the topic
Cuz I'm bout to go into everybody pocket
Ya album oh no don't drop it
Call ya record label tell em' to stop it
Niggaz gon' knock it and baller block it
I sold all out gotta re-stock it
Hear me overseas gotta get shipped up
Money in the mail, stamps get licked up
I'm tellin' ya dog, ain't no mix up
mine get picked up and yours get ripped up
Bump in the club everybody get buck
I'm like a bullet who wanna get struck?
It's pure skill, I don't need to get luck
Ya girl out shoppin' tryna get fixed up
She know I wanna sex some
Attitude you better check some
Better not try to disrespect-some
I'm comin' round there tryna collect some
If you owe some cheddar to me
Far away is better to be
Don't wanna go to war better retreat
I get a win and you dealin' with me, What!?



[Chorus]

(*2 Men Talking*)

[Verse]
We hurt a ni*** bad whole body swell up
Better yet so he can't never get up
Ain't nothin' that another ni*** can't tell us
So some of y'all boys need to shut the hell up
Ya heard, I'm in a zone can't be disturbed
I can describe my style is 2 words
The shit (oh really?), every single verse
If I drop on the 4th they scared on the 3rd
I'ma big dog, you just a lil puppy
I'ma made man, you just got lucky
I'ma wildcat like them boys in Kentucky
I'm comin' to, hurt a ni*** bad like Chucky
Never was a weak ni*** got it messed up
We bout to, run this you better rest up
I don't care if a hater zip his vest up
I'ma blow his chest up, aim for the neck up

[Chorus] (repeat 2x)

Lyrics of Rasaq x DJ Ryan Wolf - I Be Coming Down

I be comin
(Chamillionaire)

[Chorus - Rasaq]
Ehh-Ehh, I be comin' down
Uh-Ey (Uh-Ey), I be comin' down
Ehh-Ehh (Uh-Yeah), I be comin' down
Ehh-Ehh, I be comin' down
Ehh-Ehh, I be comin' down
I be comin' down, (1 for the 44) I be comin' down (2 for the Northside)
Ehh-Eww I be comin' down

[Verse: Rasaq]
Excuse me, polo when I be dressed
Rose gold around my neck, fingers throwin' up my set ehh-ehh
Pourin' up the cut, open up the trunk
Strip out the inside man, I'm showin' up on buck (Aoww!)
I'm so cool, the paint so wet
Chrome women on my hood look like she divin' in a pool
I be ridin' with the tool, I be draped in diamond jewels
When it's drama I'ma dummy, look don't make me turn to fool
Them other boys cool, but they ain't me
I'm the throwdest rhyme boy that ya eyes gon' see
Uh, My chain look like a box of cereal
Lucky Charms on my arms look like some frosted material
Yeah..I want 300 M
You want the kind you sit in, I want the kind you spend in
Paint changin' blendin', rims swangin' spinnin'
til' them thangs is bendin', leavin' stains and drippin'
I be comin' down, boys say what does that mean
But they soon get the picture when they see them TV screens
..These boys ain't messin' with the flow
Nigga, I'm the issh, like you messed up on the floor
Ha, you know the flow is so professional
Cham' is the next to go, that means that I'm the next to blow!
Before this, we been dressin' 24's
We put buttons on our rims, when we steppin' out the door



[Chorus - Rasaq]
Ehh-Ehh, I be comin' down
I be comin' down
Ehh-Eww (Uh-Yeah), I be comin' down
Ehh-Ehh, I be comin' down
Ehh-Ehh, I be comin' down
I be comin' down, I be comin' down
Ehh-Eew I be comin' down

Lyrics of Chamillionaire - I got hoes

I got hoes
(Chamillionaire)

[50 Cent Insert]
She so fine, shorty she so fine
Shorty she so fine, shorty shorty she so fine
She look good, she look good, she look good, she look good

[Hook - Chamillionaire (Rasaq)]
I got hoes, I got so many hoes (I'ma playa - I-I'ma playa)
Callin' on my phone, nah they won't leave me alone (I'ma playa - I-I'ma playa)
Brown-skin, red-bone, yellow bone (I'ma playa - I-I'ma playa)
Comin' to my home, they scream and they moan (I'ma playa - I-I'ma playa)
(repeat 2x)



[Rasaq]
I got so many hoes, they scream and they moan
They see me on that chrome, no they won't leave me alone
They hit me on my celli', I got yella's lookin' gritty
Knock em' down with the KY Jelly, tat my name up on they belly (Da-Da-Damn Homie!)
I'm slidin' on Parelli's, choppin' the block up like confetti
Candy paint, thick and heavy, got more mack then Makaveli
If she jazzy or she sexy, or spanish or speakin' plenty
Bet she gettin' in my Chevy, turnin' my head into spaghetti
I'm ready, change my telli's, screens on watchin' R.Kelly
Candy paint same color as jelly, cuttin' the block up like machete
Tippin' chans up in my belly, while I'm grindin' gettin' my 'fetti
Deuce-Fours under my Corvetti, swangin' and grippin' the wheel steady
Courvosei' mixed with my Henni', big faces on top of my twenty's
Never had no use for no pennies, all about my dollars and Benji's
Haters lookin' envy, bought my girl Prada and Fendi
Piece and chain cost me bout 10 G's, white-t's and no Pelle Pelle
Diamonds in my Benzeli', I don' hollered at Halle Berry
Knocked her down and popped that cherry
Man-Man, yall boys is scary hold up..hold up baby



[50 Cent Insert]
Shorty she so fine, shorty she so fine
Shorty she so fine, shorty she so fine

[Hook - Chamillionaire]
I got hoes, I got so many hoes
Callin' on my phone, nah they won't leave me alone
Brown-skin, red-bone, yellow bone
Comin' to my home, they scream and they moan
(repeat 2x)

Lyrics of Tom Francis - Rise

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