Rap Song Lyrics

Big Sean - Beware Lyrics

2013-06-26T04:51:00.002+07:00

Big Sean – Beware Lyrics
(Ft. Lil Wayne & Jhene Aiko)

[Hook: Big Sean & Jhene Aiko]
When you said it was over
You shot right through my heart
Why you let these hoes tear what we had right apart
Oooh, I was so mad
I could’ve see this coming right from the start
You should beware beware beware, of a women with a broken heart

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Praying to a sky all black, looking at the stars like they finna talk back
Looking at my phone like she finna call back
But last night I feel like probably ended all that
Cause by now she woulda sent a text in all caps
Then another one tryna take all back
Saying fuck you, I miss you or I hate you so much
Cause girls only say “hate you” to the guys they love
I know, I know, I know
The highs, the lows it comes and goes
You say “be real” I try, I don’t
Cause you take anything and just make it everything
Kept my phone on silence every since you got a ring (funny right?)
And I never cheated (I mean, maybe once, twice)
One time don’t change everything
She ask why I don’t feel the same, I’m still the same
She’s still insane and know she’s sayin’

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Okay, skeet, smoke,
Sleep, call,
Miss, text,
Woke, spoke,
Lie, feel, Lisa ew,
Time, kill, months, still
I got somebody baby mama calling me daddy
I drank to much, please call me a cabby
Penthouse after party hoes want that addy
Fuck they can ride with us, crawl in a Caddy
Third row is when you call, I hit cancel
Really? I hit answer, fuck I hate when that happens
Phone in my pocket for the whole night
And you heard bitches screamin’ til my phone dies
Then she text me like “why you still talk to mama?”
How the fuck you run around with condoms?
Why you make me get this tattoo?
Man, fuck this tattoo you the reason I wasnt single in college
What? all because I had you
Nigga I dont even have you
How am I suppose to get passed you?
And she called the next guy spillin’ some real shit
Now they problems he got to deal with

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Girl, don’t believe them hoes
Cause they don’t wanna see us together
And you already know you’re too fly
But baby, don’t get your hair caught in the propellers
I be tryna tell her these hoes is jealous
You know they never like it when you never say never
Long hair, red bone but hair pussy is hairless
I french kiss it like we in Paris
I be screaming out “ain’t no woman like the one I got”
But she be always worrying about the one I fucked
She said it’s gonna be me, myself and I
Damn, that would make me a one-eyed fuck
Sch, I was so mad
Damn, you used to ride a nigga like a moped
But players fuck up, my bad
And just to keep from crying, I laughed

[Hook]

[Outro x2: Jhene Aiko]
Baby, last time calling me baby
Last time calling me crazy
Crazy, crazy

Big Sean - Beware Lyrics

B.o.B So Hard To Breathe Lyrics

2012-04-19T10:29:00.003+07:00

BoB So Hard To Breathe Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Since day 1 I said fuck the fame and everything it dealt
But the fame is really here just to facilitate the wealth
But the wealth attracts you haters like you mosquitoes to a well
And the waters getting deeper so I’m well set out to sail
Someone called my cell and left a voicemail
That said congratulations on the million record sales
As I’m flipping over furniture knocking sh-t off the shelf
I told myself I’ll never get too deep not to take a breathe
But I’m sinking

[Hook]
And it’s so hard to breathe, yeah
And even more so to sleep when no one cares
It was all I can eat
But now I’m sinking
So deep, I can’t come up for air

[Verse 2]
Yeah I’ve seen the valley of the shadow of death
I’ve seen the mountains, the wild childhood
That’s why I sing about it
I just try to move on and keep my peace about it
But come to think about it I can’t even count the days that I’ve spent, starving tryna find some decent housing
That’s why I’m always smiling but on this beat I seem so violent
So ask me ’bout the music scene and what the f-ck I think about it
Time flies, I guess that’s why I’m bugging
Just yesterday I was rapping with my brother and my cousin
If you had the stove or toaster on you couldn’t use the oven
We knew that we were struggling, we just acted like we wasn’t
It’s either make it rappin’, if not that than hustlin’
So all I see is magazine covers in this game
You either surface or you plummet
It’s a thin line and I’m just tryna keep my head above it
Damn…

[Hook]
And it’s so hard to breathe
And even more so to sleep when no-one cares
It was all I can eat
But now I’m sinking, so deep, I can’t come up for air

[Bridge]
Air, I-I-I
I sink away, cause I sink away
I sink away
I sink away, I sink away
Get carried away, get carried away

[Hook]
And it’s so hard to breathe
And even more so to sleep when no-one cares
It was all I can eat
But now I’m sinking, so deep, I can’t come up for air
Damn, it’s never in the plans, but hey it’s a long way than beating pots and pans (x3)
But now I’m sinking, so deep, I can’t come up for air, air

Kanye West Mercy Lyrics

2012-04-14T11:45:00.001+07:00

Kanye West Mercy

[Hook x4]
Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick she so thirsty
I'm in that two seat Lambo
With your girl she tryna jerk me

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Drop it to the floor
Make that ass shake
Woah make the ground move, that’s an ass quake
Built a house up on it, that’s an ass state
Roll my blunt on it, that’s an ass tray
Say Ye, say Ye, don’t we do this err’ day-day?
I work them long nights, long nights to get a pay day
Finally got paid, now I need shade and a vacay
And niggas still hatin’, so much hate I need an AK
Now we out in Paris, yeah I’m Perrierin’
White girls politicin’ that’s that Sarah Palin
Gettin’, Californicatin’
I give her that D, cause that’s what I was born and raised in

[Hook]
Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick she so thirsty
I'm in that two seat Lambo
With your girl she tryna jerk me

[Verse 2: Pusha T]
It's prime time, my top back, this pimp game
I'm red leather, this, I'm Rick James
I'm bill dropping, Ms. Pacman is pill poppin'
This pill popped, I'm poppin' too
These blue dolphins need two coffins
All she want is some heel money
All she need is some bill money
He take his time, he counts it out
I weighs it up, that's real money
Check the neck, check the wrist
Them heads turning, that's exorcist
My Audemar like Mardi Gras
That's Swiss time and that’s excellence
Two door preference
Roof gone George Jefferson
That white frost on that pound cake
So your Duncan Heinz is irrelevant
Lambo, Mercy-lago, she go wherever I go
Wherever we go we do it pronto

[Hook]
Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick she so thirsty
I'm in that two seat Lambo
With your girl she tryna jerk me

[Verse 3: Kanye West]
Let the suicide doors up
I threw suicides on the tour bus
I threw suicides on the private jet
You know what that mean, I'm fly to death
I step in Def Jam building like I'm the shit
Tell 'em "give me fifty million or I'mma quit"
Most rappers taste level ain't at my waist level
Turn up the bass 'til it's up in your face level
Don't do no press but I do the most press, kid
Plush out my-my , make yours look like Precious
Talking 'bout Mary she gone off that Molly
Now the whole party is melted like Dhali
Now everybody is moving they body
Don't sell me apartment, I move in the lobby
Niggas is loitering just to feel important
You gon' see lawyers and niggas ? gettin' Jordans

[Verse 4: 2 Chainz]
Now catch up to my campaign
Coupe the color of mayonniase
I'm drunk and high at the same time
Drinking champaign on the airplane
Spit rounds like the gun range
Beat it up like a rampage
100 bands, cut ya girl now your girl need a bandaid
Grade A, A1, chain the color of Akon
Platinum diamonds backpack around me
Cosigned by Louis Vuitton
Horse power, horse power
All this Polo on I got horse power
Pound of this cost 4 thousand
I make it rain, she want more showers
Rain pouring, all my cars is foreign
All my broads is foreign, money tall like Jordan

[Hook]
Lamborghini Mercy
Your chick she so thirsty
I'm in that two seat Lambo
With your girl she tryna jerk me

Kanye West Mercy Lyrics

Kanye West Theraflu Lyrics

2012-04-14T05:45:00.001+07:00

Theraflu Kanye West

(Unh, can the headphones go louder?)
(KANYE WEST!)
(Swag King Cole)
(DJ KHALED!)

[Kanye West]
Can't a young nigga get money anymore?
Tell PETA my mink is draggin' on the floor
Can I have a bad bitch wit'out no flaws
Come to meet me wit'out no drawers?
Dinner with Anna Wintour, racin' wit' Anja Rubik
I told you ma'fuckers it was more than the music
In the projects one day to Project Runway
We done heard all that loud-ass talkin', we used to it
I'm from where shorties fucked up, double-cupped up
Might even kill somebody and YouTube it
So whoever think they words affect me is too stupid
And if you could do it better than me, then you do it
We flyer than the parakeet, floatin' wit' no parachute
Six thousand-dollar pair of shoes, we made it to the Paris news!
Don't talk about style, 'cause I embarrass you
Shut the fuck up when you talk to me 'fore I embarrass you

Can't a young nigga get money anymore?
Tell PETA my mink is draggin' on the floor
Can I have a bad bitch wit'out no flaws
Come to meet me wit'out no drawers?
And the whole industry wanna fuck yo' old chick
Only nigga I got respect for is Wiz

And I'll admit, I fell in love with Kim
'Round the same time she had fell in love wit' him
Well, that's cool, baby girl, do ya thing
Lucky I ain't have Jay drop I'm from the team
La familia, Roc Nation
We in the buildin’, but still keep it basement
Flyer than the parakeet, floatin' wit' no parachute
Six thousand-dollar pair of shoes, I made it to the Paris news
Don't talk about style, 'cause I embarrass you
Shut the fuck up when you talk to me 'fore I embarrassed you
G.O.O.D. Music, we fresh, we fresh
Anything else, we detest, detest
Bitch-ass niggas got ass and breasts
All that said, lemme ask this quest'

Can't a young nigga get money anymore?
Tell PETA my mink is draggin' on the floor
Can I have a bad bitch without no flaws
Come to meet me without…

Don't talk to me 'bout style, nigga, I'll ma'fuckin' embarrass you
Talkin' 'bout clothes, I'll ma'fuckin' embarrass you
Hollin' 'bout some hoes, I'll ma'fuckin' embarrass you
Way too cold, I promise you'll need some Theraflu

(Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh) Get the Theraflu
(Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh) Get the Theraflu
(Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
(Uh, uh-uh, uh-uh uh) Get the Theraflu

Kanye West Theraflu Lyrics

Kendrick Lamar The Recipe Lyrics

2012-04-14T03:12:00.003+07:00

The Recipe Kendrick Lamar

[Verse 1: Dr Dre]
Every morning when I wake up
Uh, money on my mind
Good times and get caked up
Sunshine coming through my blinds, I'm living but
Really though, it's never enough
10 milly on, that's a must
Living in California, everybody wanna visit for…

[Hook]
Women, weed and weather
They come for
women, weed and weather
for the women, weed and weather
From all around the world for the
women, weed and weather
women, weed and weather
These niggas'll kill for that
Put it in your grill for that
Still everybody gotta build for that
Me, I make mills off that
How the f-ck can't ya'll see I ride
When I drive, down the block and you look outside
H-A-T-E in your eyes
I enter big money for the enterprise
It's a beautiful day I guess
For a b!tch to roll with Andre I guess
Roll it up, baby gon lift that dress
Then roll it up for me when I'm stressed

[Bridge: Kendrick Lamar]
You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
New Orleans and then Miami
Party in New York
Texas I be screwed up, chi town I be really pimpin
But nothin' like my hometown I'm forever living

[Hook]
Women, weed and weather
They come for
women, weed and weather
for the women, weed and weather
From all around the world for the
women, weed and weather
Got that women, weed and weather
Yo, it sound clever, come and play
Wh-what more can I say
Welcome to LA

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
My nigga said he wanna fly out to get him some
3W's only for a three day run
B!tch, take the muthaf-cking panties off you ain't no nun, shit
I be living in the sky every time I ride by them hoes
Ribbon in the sky on the radio cause Stevie know I control
Let it breath
I control, California living til I am old
You want to be one, to peak on the chart
So the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts
She in the coupe cause she in the neon
Cause she on the BS before we can start
F-ck with a nigga, ride with a nigga
Let 'em know the priority order me
Hennessy, and for my niggas OG Killa
Call it Jason Vorhees, boy he,
On his job, boy he sure be havin' them marks on they marks
Pretty b!tches and tyre marks
Let 'em inhale the pipe exhausts
Let 'em reveal how much it cost
For this life controlling my vice
No way hell no, uh uh
If I'm wrong than I wanna be right
You want to be one, to peak on the chart
Sso the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts
Women, weed, weather, it's not my fault that its 82 degrees
and my top peeled off

[Bridge:]
You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
New Orleans and then Miami
Party in New York
Texas I be screwed up, chi town I be really pimpin’
But nothin' like my hometown I'm forever living

[Hook]
Women, weed and weather
They come for
women, weed and weather
for the women, weed and weather
From all around the world for the
women, weed and weather
Got that women, weed and weather
Yo, it sound clever, come and play
Wh-what more can I say
Welcome to LA

[Verse 3: Dr Dre & Kendrick Lamar]
[Dr. Dre]
Known for that homegrown where I come from
Smoke one, palm trees
Double D's got 'em topless in the sun
I shall proceed, that's me, muthaf-ck your opinion
How many ways am I killin' 'em
Shit, right around a billion
We on it, that mean we living for the moment
That mean she'll f-ck til the morning
Time and I got time and I know that I'm in a position of controlling anything
I buy that ocean, I'mma boss I'll buy that ocean
Ain't nobody f-cking with this

[Kendrick Lamar]
They want that shit, they off your
I give it to 'em but in between, my time
I gotta tie shoestrings
Life's a trip when you want these things
I often slip and then I lean towards 3 W's and life
You know blow job need an application
Eating p-ssy make appetite
And yeah my type, I like 'em brown
Just like my drink, the f-ck you think
I don't f-ck wit' no hand me downs
See if you f-ck than its after me
You know how much I'mma make it work?
You know her dress, her purse
When you discussed your love for lust
Just make sure you visit here first
Cali

[Bridge]
You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
New Orleans and then Miami
Party in New York
Texas I be screwed up, chi town I be really pimpin
But nothin' like my hometown I'm forever living

[Hook]
Women, weed and weather
They come for
women, weed and weather
for the women, weed and weather
From all around the world for the
women, weed and weather
Got that women, weed and weather
Yo, it sound clever, come and play
Wh-what more can I say
Welcome to LA

Kendrick Lamar The Recipe Lyrics

Timbaland Covers Blown Lyrics

2012-04-13T23:48:00.001+07:00

Covers Blown Timbaland Lyrics

[Keri Hilson:]
On the back two steps ahead of me
Pressure time is wasting
Happy boy you'd better be
Trust me it's amazing
But I got it wrong, how you should be with me
I'm stuck in the sea how in need we are
Which one the sky you will be touching the moon
But somebody is on the eye but he ain't you
As the lucky lady night lost in the crowd
I said you did you when the ligths go down wow

[Chorus:]
Too late to stop girl you know what to do
Baby don't waste my time, hurry up
Don't wait no more
It's getting hot girl got to keep it cool
Gotta stay from behind too pressure cover's blown
It cover's blown, it cover's blown
No girl it cover's blown, you cover blown
No boy, it cover's blown, it cover's blown
No girl, it cover's blown, it cover's blown

[Timbaland:]
Ha ha, What you need, what you want (what you want)
I guarantee I will, he won't
Can't fake, can't front
I'm on y ..I need to cuts off, cuts off
Let's ride out girl
You're tryin to stack, you can slide out girl
And it just can't be
Why would you want hime when you can have me
(work show babe)
Mister multi C, everything work and it don't come free
(What's her name) baby girl trust me
I need time two plus two
And what you think about that?
What you gonna do baby, how you're gonna act
But you nigga so act you don't hit it like that
I could tell you make eye contact

[Chorus:]
Too late to stop girl you know what to do
Baby don't waste my time, hurry up
Don't wait no more
It's getting hot girl got to keep it cool
Gotta stay from behind too pressure cover's blown
It cover's blown, it cover's blown
No girl it cover's blown, you cover blown
No boy, it cover's blown, it cover's blown
No girl, it cover's blown, it cover's blown
They say love is blind
Must be if your sleep is good as mine
And it crowd the cloud got my eye through the door smoke I wasn't know
I got ym eyes in the as so fat and wait
In a way I'ma little walk in the pass like that I'm tryin make up late
Put you in the coop and make you date
Put you ..nigga make you stand the way
Cope like I'm shocking anyway
Yeah you something else
Put the. .you are someone else
You ain't being shit I ain't no myself
So wish we be together and we couldn't ..
I'm tryin show you main respect
I really wanna .. by your own ..

[Chorus:]
Too late to stop girl you know what to do
Baby don't waste my time, hurry up
Don't wait no more
It's getting hot girl got to keep it cool
Gotta stay from behind too pressure cover's blown
It cover's blown, it cover's blown
No girl it cover's blown, you cover blown
No boy, it cover's blown, it cover's blown
No girl, it cover's blown, it cover's blown

Timbaland Covers Blown Lyrics

Game California Republic Mixtape

2012-04-13T23:13:00.001+07:00

Game Mixtape California Republic

Fresh mixtape California Republic. Features from Drake, Lupe Fiasco, Rick Ross, and more. Download tracks from the official partner below

Game California Republic Mixtape Tracks:
01. God Speed Ft. Mele (Prod. By The Beat Bully)
02. Red Bottom Boss Ft. Rick Ross (Prod. By Just Blaze)
03. The Drill Ft. Ace Hood, Meek Mill (Prod. By Cool & DRE)
04. Hit The J Ft. Lifestyle (Prod. By Cool & DRE)
05. Mean Muggin Ft. 2 Chainz and French Montana (Prod. By Cool & DRE)
06. Yonkers Freestyle Base Ft. Nobody (Prod. By Tyler The Creator)
07. Death Penalty Ft. Fabolous, Eric Bellinger & Slim Thug (Prod. By Lex Luger)
08. Bottles And Rockin J S (Remix) Ft. DJ Khaled, Busta Rhymes, Rick Ross, Fabolous, Wayne & Teyana Tay (Prod. By Lex Luger)
09. Tonight Ft. Mele (Prod. By The Beat Bully)
10. Greystone Ft. Fat Joe, Young Chris & Sam Hook (Prod. By Cool & Dre)
11. Pussy Money Weed Ft. Kid Red, Lifestyle & Ben J. (Prod. By TRIGGA)
12. Gone Ahead Ft. Sam Hook (Prod. By Sam Kalandjian)
13. Now That I'm Paid Ft. Rick Ross and Mele (Prod. By CYFYRE)
14. Skate On Ft. Lupe Fiasco (Prod. By Infamous)
15. When My Niggas Come Home Ft. Pharrell And Snoop (Prod. By The Neptunes)
16. It Must Be Tough Ft. Pharrell And Mysonne (Prod. By The Neptunes)
17. She Want To have My Baby Ft. Trey Songz (Prod. By Trey Songz)
18. Come Up Ft. Drake And Lifestyle (Prod. By BOI 1DA)
19. Cats And Dogs Ft. Kobe (Prod. By King David)
20. The Logo Ft. Lifestyle, Atlas & Mele (Prod. By Tre Beats)
21. The Best Revenge Ft. Lyfe Jennings And Denise Janae (Prod. By Young Yonny, Orlando And TSASS)
22. They Don't Want None Ft. Shyne and Pharrell (Prod. By The Neptunes)
23. Bills Is Paid Ft. Nipsey Hussle and Sam Hook (Prod. By Mars)
24. Roll My Shit Ft. Snoop and Pharrell (Prod. By The Neptunes)
Download: DP

The Game - California Republic Mixtape

Miguel Adorn Lyrics

2012-04-05T13:27:00.001+07:00

Lyrics Adorn Miguel

Yeah, these lips...
Can't wait to taste your skin baby
No, no
And these eyes, yeah
Can't wait to see your grin...
Ooh baby
Just let my love
Just let mu love adorn you
Please baby, yeah
You gotta know x 2
You know
That I adorn you
Yeah baby
Baby these fist...
Will always protect ya lady
And this mind oh,
Will never neglect you,
Yeah baby,
Oh baby
And this thang
Trying to break us down
Don't let that effect us,
No baby
You just got to let
My love...
Let my love x 2
Adorn you
Ahh, le, le, le let it
Just adorn you
You got to know
You got to know
Know that I adorn you
Just that babe
I, oh
Let my love adorn you baby...
Don't you ever
Don't you let no one
Tell you different baby
Always adorn you
You got to know
You got to know x 3
Now yeah

Miguel Adorn Lyrics

Snoop Dogg Stoner's Anthem Lyrics

2012-04-05T06:18:00.001+07:00

Lyrics Stoners Anthem Snoop Dogg
A friend indeed
Feeling like Cee Lo Green
Middle finger in the sky
Meditate and let it ride
Rock-a-bye beddy-bye
A friend indeed
More than jimming to
More than giving you
No prohibits to
You can have a listen too
I couldn't find no one else that I could give it to
And now that we on
I could put my family in a brand new home
My kids is grown
And I'm still rocking on the microphone
People love me everywhere
And I know why
It's not that I'm dope and my style is so fly
James Brown sat me down in a chair
And said, "Snoopy, don't you ever cut your hair"
I was dazed and amazed
That's why I keep my shit in ponytails or either braids
When I was in school, I used to get cool grades
When I graduated, used to smoke two jays
With a fifth of Seagrams
Mixed with some sacco
Then I got a Caddy sack, just like them vatos
Posted up six-one, yeah, that's the block though
Ride by slow and get your ass popped, though
Me and Geeda, Faith and Terry, that's when rump was enough
Can't forget Tim, Baby Dog and Half-Dead
Dre-Loc was a 20 Crip that showed me a lot of shit
But moving along, I went from a Camaro to a Fleetwood Brougham
My sack in the back
My strap in my lap
Room to the back
Rolling through the neighborhood, checking my traps
As you get old, life like just might unfold
Can't settle, this might be untold
Twilight Zone, live life long
Smoke you a bone, and hit you a blunt
Buy you a zone, and roll you a jay
And put it in the E-I
And let's stay way fucked up til we D-I
All in together now if you agree
And lighters in the air, repeat after me
I do blow forever and a day
I love for oh's so
Cause everybody green ain't dro
Everybody can't smoke like we smoke
Give a dog a bone
I like trees that cypress hills grow
Roll up this shit, pimpin', it's on
Stoners worldwide singing this song

Snoop Dogg - Stoners Anthem Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa It's Nothing Lyrics

2012-04-04T17:27:00.001+07:00

Lyrics It's Nothin Wiz Khalifa

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Ugh, count another grip, smoke another zip
Yet them young niggas tell it I be on my shit
Make a hundred K, spend it all today
What can I say, my DNA is Givenchy
What my swag is, retarded
What I'm driving, Ferrari
What I'm rocking, Armani, Gianni, Versace, huh
F-ck around and I'll buy one of you broke niggas
My change, insane
My chain, oh that thing

[Hook: Wiz Khalifa]
It's nothing, It's nothing [x8]
Stackin' cheese till my bread right
Smokin' weed till my head right
Did it all on my own so, I'mma spend all my bread like
It's nothing, It's nothing
It's nothing, It's nothing
It's nothing, It's nothing
It's nothing, It's nothing [x2]

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
You niggas chasin' money I'm on top of it
If it ain't money don't know what the topic is
Don't come out till next year that mean I'm rockin' it
Order thirty-seven bottles call it poppin' shit
Goddamn, what you on
A private plane, fuck you on
Party in south of France when it's cold
Used to rock all that old shit till it got old

[Hook]
It's nothing, It's nothing [x8]
Stackin' cheese till my bread right
Smokin' weed till my head right
Did it all on my own so, I'mma spend all my bread like
It's nothing, It's nothing
It's nothing, It's nothing
It's nothing, It's nothing
It's nothing, It's nothing [x2]

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
My hair longer than your girl
Go shawty it's your world
Sub-zero flow, when I spit, I see snow flurries
Scarface, all out
All I want in this world
I mean all I want for lunch, is a blunt, and your girl
It ain't nothin' to me but it's somethin' to you
Count money like it's somethin' to do
Summer time I'm like fuck the roof, winter time I'm in 'Lo boots
And uh, it's nothin'
I like being high because it's a better view
And, I told your ho my chain so cold it's on Theraflu

[Hook]
It's nothing, It's nothing [x8]
Stackin' cheese till my bread right
Smokin' weed till my head right
Did it all on my own so, I'mma spend all my bread like
It's nothing, It's nothing
It's nothing, It's nothing
It's nothing, It's nothing
It's nothing, It's nothing [x2]

Wiz Khalifa - It's Nothin Lyrics

Ja Rule PIL2 Album

2012-04-03T21:03:00.001+07:00

Ja Rule PIL2

The first look at the artwork for Ja Rule upcoming album, PIL2 (Pain Is Love 2). We've got the final tracklist for Ja's upcoming album. Along with the 2 singles from the album "Real Life Fantasy" and "Black Vodka", a Hype Williams directed video will be accompanying it for the first single "Real life Fantasy". Both singles are set to be released on iTunes soon. Check out the full tracks below.
Here's Ja Rule PIL2 (Pain Is Love 2) Tracklist:
01. Intro (F-ck Fame)
02. Real Life Fantasy
03. Parachute
04. Intro Superstar
05. Superstar
06. Black Vodka
07. Drown
08. Never Had The Time
09. Strange Days
10. To The Top
11. Pray
12. Believe
13. Spun A Web

Ja Rule PIL2 Tracklist

¡Mayday! Take Me To Your Leader Album

2012-04-03T14:11:00.001+07:00

Mayday Take Me To Your Leader Tracklist

The album will be released on March 26, 2012 through Strange Music. Consists of 19 tracks with guests appearances from Tech N9ne, Dead Prez, Ace Hood, Liz Suwandi, Krizz Kaliko and more. Check out the official tracks below an download ¡Mayday!'s album from Amazon or iTunes after the jump

¡Mayday! Take Me To Your Leader Tracklist:

01. Badlands (feat. Tech N9ne)
02. Death March
03. Roaches
04. Highs & Lows (feat. Ace Hood)
05. R.E.M.
06. Lando's Jam
07. Due in June
08. Dig It Out
09. Imprint (feat. Liz Suwandi)
10. TNT (feat. Dead Prez)
11. Hardcore Bitches
12. Last Days (feat. Krizz Kaliko)
13. Everything's Everything
14. Devil On My Mind (feat. Liz Suwandi)
15. 20/20
16. Keep Em On
17. Take Me to Your Leader
18. June
19. Last Minute Trip

¡Mayday! Take Me To Your Leader Album

Mac Miller Clarity Lyrics

2012-03-29T01:36:00.007+07:00

Mac Miller Clarity

Clarity..
Clarity..
Clarity..

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Figure all this out, I ain't gonna take a charity
Marry me, wish everyone could shake and play the tambourine
Perfect, I know I love you I ain't tryna let those words slip
Pure bliss, I know that we would stay together, we ain't ?
Infatuation, when every single move you make is fascinatin'
Gravitatin', towards anything that gives a sense of happiness
Activist, vove activeness
Sendin' my love for girls who got some cuts at their wrists
Hope you found what you lookin' for, I hope you found what you lookin' for

[Hook]
You take away the pain and I thank you for that
If I ever get the chance, bet I'm paying you back
Ima be waitin' for that (x2)

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Misery, you represent love, you the epitome
So wish for me, I'll come out of nowhere, your epiphany
Disconnect, from everybody who don't understand my vision yet
In a jet, is where my mind is so I light another cigarette
To calm me down, so calm me down
Everybody who can see me now is not around, choppa down
Busy today, but can you tell me how tomorrow sounds?
In between, purgatory ain't as bad as it would seem to be
Live a dream, that's so cliche but I can't tell you what it means to me

[Hook]
You take away the pain and I thank you for that
If I ever get the chance, bet I'm paying you back
Ima be waitin' for that (x2)

Mac Miller - Clarity Lyrics

Trey Songz Heart Attack Lyrics

2012-03-28T07:27:00.005+07:00

Lyrics Heart Attack Trey Songz

Turn the lights on!
Ohhh wo-oh, Ohhh wo-oh

We share something so common
Still so rare, uncommon all
Never been here before
So hot, we still climbing
Even here inside these walls
Breaking each other's hearts
And we don't care cause we're so

In too deep, can't think about giving it up
But I never knew love would feel like a heart attack
It's killing me, swear I never cried so much
Cause I never knew love would hurt this f-ckin' bad
The worst pain that I ever had

Ohhh wo-oh,
Never never never knew love
Ohhh wo-oh,
Would hurt this f-ckin' bad
The worst pain that I ever had

Outta times when I know I should be smiling
Same to be the time that I frown the most
Can't believe that we still suffering
Cause I'm slowly breaking down
Even when I hold you close
And if I lose you
I'm afraid I would lose you
I gave my love too
That's the reason I stay around
Even though I felt way

In too deep, can't think about giving it up
But I never knew love would feel like a heart attack
It's killing me, swear I never cried so much
Cause I never knew love would hurt this f-ckin' bad
The worst pain that I ever had

Ohhh wo-oh,
Never never never knew love
Ohhh wo-oh
Would hurt this fuckin' bad
The worst pain that I ever had

And it hurts,
Cause I wanna leave, and you wanna leave
But the loves keeps us together

And if I lose you
I'm afraid I would lose you
I gave my love too
That's the reason I stay around
Even though I felt way

In too deep, can't think about giving it up
But I never knew love would feel like a heart attack
It's killing me, swear I never cried so much
Cause I never knew love would hurt this fuckin' bad
The worst pain that I ever had

Ohhh wo-oh,
Never never never knew love
Ohhh wo-oh
Would hurt this fuckin' bad
The worst pain that I ever had

Trey Songz Heart Attack Lyrics

Obie Trice Richard Lyrics

2012-03-28T07:18:00.001+07:00

Obie Trice Lyrics Richard

[Verse 1: Obie Trice]
O back around the corner
Got the crack, put in your orders
We 'bout to run up out the storages
It's notorious, the way I got big spitting stories
Being me's X-Clan, Vanglorious
We're not your favorite, fuck it
You know the system and you buck it
Have you revisiting how you used to love it
A nigga spew through the music, acoustics, cool kid
Used to pursue excuses, truth is, I was truent in school
So its influence is foolish, that was my views
I'm back at it, the rap addict, by any means
We gon get these stacks accurate, no skinny jeans
Say he ain't a star, niggas might be right
I’m so regular, nigga gotta shit tonight
Take it back Selektah, let em know it's Trice
Put your seatbelts on, we gon' ride tonight

[Verse 2: Eminem]
And I would like to introduce myse-self
Surprise! Hi, it's Ike
Bout to get my Ike on, I come with a life supply
Of wife beaters and my Nikes on
And a white tee over that Iron Mike
Lookin' fly tonight, feel like I might die from a spider bite
Come back as Spider-Man, Park my Peter inside a dyke
Bitch actin like she got fuckin higher standards than Meijer's, right
Had to pry her fingers off the motherfuckin Breyer's ice cream
With the pliers, like "AAHHH!"
Only a ruthless bastard would do this
Take a toothles bitch with no taste buds to Ruth Chris
Give her toothpicks, stop on the way home
Pick up two Big Bufords
Girl, you got a nice pair, but you're plum stupid!
So when I pull up in that Benz
Don't try to pretend you ain't interested
To impress your stupid ass friends
And refuse to get in woman, and get slammed on the ground
And snap like a pool stick against cement
If you suck of d!ck, pretend it's a musical instrument
You get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
I can tell at first glance you're a ho
Cause your pants are so tight
When you dance with O. Trice, your implants explode
So cold to dykes, the chance is snow in San Francisco
Boy I'm from Detroit city, you livin' in animosity
That's a fucked up state to be in, such an atrocity
Look where these random thoughts get me
In senseless mind babble, "What me? Apologize? labrbrr"
That's just the way the rhyme unravels
And I wouldn't fucking take it back if I time traveled!

[Hook: Eminem]
Just call me Richard, cause I'm a dick
It's also Richard cause I feel like you should
Pry your fucking mouth up off of it
I said just call me Richard, cause I'm a dick
You ain't gotta be no detective to figure out I’m a dick
When I hold my privates to your first clue
Sherlock, prick! Just call me Richard

[Verse 3: Obie Trice]
That's my motives, jumpin' out them Rovers
All white, like I was right up in the Dakotas
Or Minnesota, did I mention soda?
When it's mixed with viola, watch my cup runneth over
Cut from a soldier
Them ho niggas disposable toaster
Putting holes in a nigga getting close enough
Being me till the credits roll
Till my condition is beyond what the medics know
They wanna edit O
Like a prosthetic third leg let it go
This is Shady 1.0 Em let ‘em know
I still profit through the process
The prize in my jeans my balls'll never digress
I'm a dick that I brag about
I put it in fast and then I drag it out
World, I be your special friend see
Cause these suckas suffer from pseudo penis envy

[Hook: Eminem]
Just call me Richard, cause I'm a dick
It's also Richard cause I feel like you should
Pry your fucking mouth up off of it
I said just call me Richard, cause I'm a dick
You ain't gotta be no detective to figure out I’m a dick
When I hold my privates to your first clue
Sherlock, prick! Just call me Richard

Obie Trice - Richard Lyrics

Mac Miller Sunlight Lyrics

2012-03-28T07:06:00.004+07:00

Lyrics Sunlight Mac Miller

Top of the morning to you
You know, its been so dark outside
That I figured I'd turn a couple motherf-ckin lights on real quick

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Ugh, I ain't talkin 'bout nothin' with a flow so disgutin'
Ashtray by me that I gotta dump my guts in
Need substance, feed it to the public
No one gon' touch it like my poppy's old musket
Roll up to the function, eatin' all the Funyuns
Sentence keep runnin', word the double E Cummings
People say to me that it doesn't mean nothin'
Bumble bees buzzin' cause the trouble needs lovin'
Wonder who really give a fuck what I have to say?
Those are people that which I dedicate this rap today
If I have to, I'mma crack your face
Monday to Saturday, I'm actin' like a basket case
While Sunday I'm goin' golfin' with my Callaway's
Or watchin' football, word to Joey Galloway
Take a shower start singin' like Al Green
From outside, it probably soundin' like some loud screams
Always had child dreams and nightmares
My music like the airport I hop on a flight there
Wana go to Monaco to see what its like there
Roll up in a pair of Nike Airs, just like 'Yeah'
Wassup, here I am, lookin' in the mirror and
All I see is me, I'm in peace
Go rent out a penthouse, forget all my problems
The things I regret now, be gone by the mornin'
My life is startin', I'm ready as I ever been
Pencilin' my schedule that I gotta move on from mistakes
Number 1 albums, always givin' you mixtapes
And that's what Ima do until I'm richer than Bill Gates
It ain't all about money for me though
I do this for the people who need a boost in their ego
Work a lot, I'm an addict not a fiend though
Get up, get out, and get somethin', word to Cee Lo
Bottles of Cleco, a couple of Cristal
May head to L.A like I'm Chris Paul
Bout to go platinum off of missed calls
So all of y'all can lick balls

Yeuhhh
Just you know

[Hook: Iman Omari]
Run from the dark
Into the light
You know, you know you're gona find your way out
Run from the dark
Into the light
Oh-woah, you know you're gona find your way
That's right, into the sunlight (x4)

Mac Miller Sunlight Lyrics

Mac Miller The Question Lyrics

2012-03-28T06:49:00.001+07:00

Mac Miller The Question

Sometimes I wonder who the f-ck I am
Yeah, want you to feel it
I want you all to feel it
So step up on the mic and uhh
Show them what you got tiger

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Sometimes I wonder who the f-ck I am
So I've been lookin' in the mirror and it still don't make no sense
I'm askin' what am I supposed to do?
I've done so much in my short lifetime, but I haven't done shit
I done flew around the whole world
First I shook a million hands and I took a million pictures
But I'm a hostage in my own world
And my thoughts my own enemy, got no time for these b!tches
I got too much on my damn mind
So if I add some more stress, I just don't see how I'm a cope
I think they underestimate the grind
I do, bring this doe, and I'm only 20 years old
I wonder why I sip this devil juice
Cause it feel incredible, problems, I got several
Ain't got that none of that medical
Ugh, I've been blessed with much to be expected

[Hook]
What am I doing here
I wonder what am I doing here
What am I doing here
What am I doing here

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
I hope this feelin' lasts for fuckin' ever
I don't want to come back down, let me stay above the ground
I hope I do what I was meant to do
Cause I've been searching for that answer, I just hope I get it now
Please, let me find euphoria
When you up above the clouds, like, who going to touch me now
And do we ever get to know the truth
Cause everyone seems to have it, but to me it seems they lackin'
Now I'm rolling and I'm sipping lean
Sometimes I catch a buzz just to help me picture love
Drinking liquor and I'm smoking weed
And you don't ever do too much if you could never do enough
Wonder why I scream and stare at you
I'll be there to rescue you, problems you got several
Ain't got that none of that medical
Ugh, I've been blessed with much to be expected

[Hook]
What am I doing here
I wonder what am I doing here
What am I doing here
What am I doing here

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Sittin' in my Bentley, thinkin' bout these hoes
All I do is kill them, I kill them like Nicole
Simpson, flag crimson, smoke them like Winstons
I just bought a new chopper, I treat it like an infant
I'm lightin' up a stogie, It's longer than a hoagie
Situation's gettin' fishy and I don't eat anchovies
F-ck the world, Kill them all, she answer when I call
If the cops pull us over, she gon' to hide it in her drawers
See I come from a place where stars never shine
And drama is accepted, credit cards are declined
Everybody gotta die, but I ain't everybody
If that ho play with me, I whoop that chick like Terrence Howard
I'm a pimp, I ain't lyin', but that is not important
I'm just tryna to buy time, but can't really afford it
Saying ain't that a b!tch, but I hope that bitch is bad
I feel like money in the trash like

[Hook]
What am I doing here
I wonder what am I doing here
What am I doing here
What am I doing here

Mac Miller The Question Lyrics

Mac Miller Fight The Feeling Lyrics

2012-03-28T06:45:00.001+07:00

Lyrics Mac Miller Fight The Feeling

(Ft. Kendrick Lamar & Iman Omari)

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
So watch em do the macarena somewhere out in Pasadena
Love the drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of
You a waste of the space that you take up
Living, this time around I'm not kidding
I had an intuition about these women in suspicion
Got me looking at you different how a man in my position cant start slipping down these slopes
Cuz its all just
As a kid I didn’t learn that but
When you were young and you were just tryna live your life and have some fun
In the world when you have yet to see how evil its become
Its hard to have a dream when you're deep inside of one
And I know you hate them spirits so I keep 'em in my lungs
I'm a Beatle to these young kids
Sometimes I be feeling like a needle to these young kids
You had the world you 'bout to leave it to these young kids
And we gon' show you what the love is

[Chorus: Iman Omari]
Stay high, don't fall what you know?
Let it become a ?
Don't ever let it go
(it won't stop)
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no
(it won't stop)
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
And I keep a couple Most Dope homies by me
So there ain't too many times its me, myself and Irene
We stay smoking through the night
Wake up do some Tai Chi
Homie cant you see I'm chilling, please don't fuck up my chi
Yeah my jacket Y3, recently been up on fashion
Waste a bunch of money kinda stinks of satisfaction
Fell asleep in Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan
Balling like I'm Jordan but I'm fresh as Mars blackmon
A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams
A price on an idea we never can agree
They tell you what you know but its better to believe
So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be
Still I tell em
Fuck what you know, I'm feeling comfortable
Just continue living life cuz enough of 'em don't
You spend your days counting every single penny, mane
Start now cuz we coming for you anyways

[Chorus: Iman Omari]
Stay high, don't fall what you know?
Let it become a ?
Don't ever let it go
(it won't stop cuz)
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no
(I told you, it won't stop cuz)
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
Sometimes I wake up, up in the morning, make up
Wrap this much make up off my bitch soon as she yawning
Take up, hours upon days just to find power shit to say
But you won't hear it, even if your ears was pierced with
Beats by Dre, I mean
The sun is slowly falling
We all surely should die eventually
So whats your calling?
Oh, you left your phone behind,
Identity, crisis breaks mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness
Jesus Christ is right near us and devil said you owe 10%
Sold your soul
I know sold your soul and get ?
My focus is ? that float in the open
Oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme
Or choking or soaking up game
I'm hoping you picked the second one
The emotion of jealousy that your holding
You're telling me that your golden but really cubic zirconian
Let me see
I break you down like a pound of fire whenever your tactics are mighty clever
But even if you're Mayweather you

[Chorus: Iman Omari]
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no
(it won't stop)
You can't fight the feeling, feeling
You can't fight the feeling, no

Mac Miller Fight The Feeling Lyrics

Mac Miller The Mourning After Lyrics

2012-03-28T06:37:00.005+07:00

Lyrics The Mourning After Mac Miller

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Morning after, My lungs hurt
Eat your p-ssy just to show you how my tongue works
Its funny how we fuck but fell in love first
Been three years, I wish I finally trust her
She make me feel like how them drugs work
Itchin' from my fixture when she go and love hurts
I just get a temper, I just need somebody I can vent to
Someone get me stoned, be my Emma
Left your lipstick on the glass of your daquairi
Ruby red usually end up tragically
Work of art, you can be my masterpiece
But you fast asleep

[Hook]
Something 'bout the pain
Makes me want more
Done a lotta drugs
Never felt like this before
I hope one day it all makes sense
It'll all make sense
You can have it all
Tell me what you need
Believin' all them silly things you read
I hope one day it all makes sense
One day it'll all make sense

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
Uhh now she wake up
Cryin' while she puttin' on her makeup
Trapped inside her love for me
And no escape for her
You wanna leave say the word
But she can't
Lookin' in my eyes
Is everything okay, she lies
Put on her disguise, play it safe
'Cuz We've been fightin' for the past three weeks
She keep this one inside, she don't wanna seem weak
Strong, baby tell me what's been goin' on
I don't wanna be so alone
So you gotta get me high again
I got all this money we could try to spend
Until we strung out like a violin
Come back to life, then we die again
Little angel, where's your halo?
Somewhere above them wars

[Hook]
Something 'bout the pain
Makes me want more
Done a lotta drugs
Never felt like this before
I hope one day it all makes sense
It'll all make sense
You can have it all
Tell me what you need
Believin' all them silly things you read
I hope one day it all makes sense
One day it'll all make sense

[Bridge]
You get me high girl, scared of overdose
I don't sleep much, when I do I'm coolin' my toes
May I propose a toast?
Someone usually does, to our fucked up love
You get me high girl, scared of overdose
I don't sleep much, when I do I'm coolin my toes
Propose a toast
Someone usually does, to our fucked up love

[Hook]
Something 'bout the pain
Makes me want more
Done a lotta drugs
Never felt like this before
(inhale noise)
You can have it all, tell me what you need
Believin' all them silly things you read

[Outro]
Don't cry, it'll all be over soon

Mac Miller The Mourning After Lyrics

Diggy Simmons The Reign Lyrics

2012-03-27T22:23:00.002+07:00

Lyrics Diggy Simmons The Reign

[Verse 1]
This the type of joint to make my stock rise
The type of joint you gotta turn the volume clockwise
Here it from down the block, haters turn the counter clock
House party girls dancing on the counter top
The young boss so do as he say
And I'm only 16 yeah dieciseis ha
Life's a beach and I'm playing in her sandbox
I'm a lover not a fighter but my man box
Time flies and I've never been afraid of heights
Only beef I've ever had was with a plate of rice
It cause to warn you niggas can't pay the price
So I ain't gotta say it let alone, sing it twice

Right.. Ha.. Yeah!

[Chorus]
Gonna be a long ride, before I touch the ground
They've been waiting for a long time, But I ain't falling down

[Verse 2]
Uh, they've said I swerved in the fast lane
And I'm only on cause my last name
Can't chose your family, but you can choose your friends
I got my own money now so help me choose a Benz, Beamer
A Porsche now a none are left
I'm known to the full so I'm kind of like whatever
Whatever, yeah you know how I do
Unexpected Arrival now I'm a idol's idol
If kings are born then I'm coming for my title
If kings are born then I'm coming for my title
If you ain't get that then light one and sit back
I'm out of here bitch I see you wanna get back

D. I. G. and its

[Chorus]
Gonna be a long ride, before I touch the ground
They've been waiting for a long time, But I ain't falling down

[Verse 3]
I guess this is the time for me to give thanks
So everybody that who participated in all the ranks
Starting with God let me make that apparent
And of course I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for my parents
P. Boyd and Sean Garrett, Far laid and Atlantic
Paul Bulk and the Jones Girls forgiving the clearance
Now that that matter is all settled
Its back to the rhymes like breaks down to the medal
Black everything, except for the kicks
If the bottoms ain't red its J its the sixs
Can you stand the reign New Edition posts Bobby
Know ya'll thinking "Damn this little man so cocky"

I'm just me though.. I'm thankful.. U. A!

[Chorus]
Gonna be a long ride, before I touch the ground
They've been waiting for a long time, But I ain't falling down

Ohhhhh.. yeah

Diggy Simmons The Reign Lyrics

Mac Miller Ignorant Lyrics

2012-03-27T17:12:00.002+07:00

Lyrics Mac Miller Ignorant

Uhh, this that mothaf-ckin' millionaire music you feel me?
Cheuh

[Hook: x2]
You can't believe it, it's ridiculous, belligerent
Oh my bad I'm just killin' shit, I'm killin' shit
A girl a girl, a bitch a b!tch, a b!tch a b!tch
Smart dude, gettin' ignorant, that's ignorant

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Hey, so I just bought another Rolie and that shit is goin' hard
Better get it before it's gone because my shop been open long
I stay smokin' on that strong, I'm smokin' on that strong
Then go and take a hand full of drugs what the f-ck is goin' on?
Bein' rich well that's fun as hell, these b!tches come but they under spells
Yo Mr. Jobs you see I'm a Mac, but I'm rollin' deep like Adele
I'm Robert Downey Jr., you more like Steve Carell
So get smart, no head starts, put a Lion on a Gazelle
You tryna to rhyme because you idolize but I design for myself
But it's hard to find these bars of mine, so Columbine your self
I don't hate ya bitch, just fakin' rich, I get paper like RJ Camberidge
I'm best friends with my banker shit, gave her fifty racks just to make a wish
Brand new crib I'm paintin' it, half a mil just paid for it
No thanksgiving paradin' it, but we marchin' like the Saint's came in
So run and hide, eyes open wide because this will be your jam
Just burn a dutch and turn it up as I pass it off to Cam (damn!)

I got that Mac with me (huh.. huh)
I got that Mac with me (huh.. huh)
I got that Mac with me (huh.. huh)

[Hook: x2]
You can't believe it, it's ridiculous, belligerent
Oh my bad I'm just killin' shit, I'm killin' shit
A girl a girl, a b!tch a bitch, a b!tch a b!tch
Smart dude, gettin' ignorant, that's ignorant

[Verse 2: Cam'ron]
I got that Mac with me
Yo, we never met before but there will be a mess for sure
When I was a baby my crib, was Mom's dresser drawer
Infared, blastin' guns, duckin' shots, another K, another tank
Another Glock, they smokin' weed, shipping E, crushin' rocks
Forget the Porsche they want your baby mother's box
And you pamper honey, word he pamper honey
And she sucking d!ck for formula and Pamper money
And a real thug don't play that, laid back where the mac and the K at
Yayo turned to the straight crack, Maybach black with a gat won't say jack, say jack, say jack..

I got that Mac with me (huh.. huh)
I got that Mac with me (huh.. huh)
I got that Mac with me (huh.. huh)

[Hook:]
You can't believe it, it's ridiculous, belligerent
Oh my bad I'm just killin' shit, I'm killin' shit
A girl a girl, a b!tch a b!tch, a bitch a b!tch
Smart dude, gettin' ignorant, that's ignorant

I got that Mac with me

Mac Miller - Ignorant Lyrics

Mac Miller Lucky Ass Bitch Lyrics

2012-03-27T14:47:00.002+07:00

Lucky Ass Bitch Mac Miller Lyrics

(Ft. Juicy J)

[Intro]
Ole retched ass bitch, I see ya out there
(F-ck me) tryna get your hustle on
Ain't no nigga gunna pay your muthaf-ckin' bills, b!tch
Get your own shit, I don't give a f-ck, ho
Mac Miller, tell these hoes what's up, man

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
She sayin' fuck me, f-ck me, she like it rough and that's rugby
I'm partyin' where there's drugs free, this life to live, it don't come cheap
Leave a hand print on her butt cheek, she give me head while I puff trees
I'm on drugs, she on drugs, her nose just got bloody
Sniffin' coke lines off my d!ck, she ridin' on that train
She crushin' down that powder, I'm puffin' on this Sour
Been fuckin' her for hours and I still ain't got my nut
You fuckin' with that molly, she ain't gon' let you bust
Give me some while I hit the blunt, I'm in ya spirit, let me lift it up
If daddy come, get my shit and run, he gon' see my ass, go and get his gun
You a devil b!tch, let me tell you that, feel like I been to hell and back
You textin' me, addicted, you need me, you miss it
She crazy, she nasty, everyday she harass me
I'm f-ckin' her to sleep and then she pay for my taxi
God damn, the sun is comin' up
That's the last time that I'm gon' be fuckin' with them drugs
Yup

[Hook]
She get a bunch of money, spend it all on drugs
Mobbin' with her b!tches, never fall in love
Dumpin' out that yeyo, sniffin' all it up
Go ahead and hate her, cause everybody does

God damn, that's a lucky ass bitch [x4]

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
She got money, drugs and freedom, blunts what she's cheefin'
She ain't got a job, but f-ck it, she don't need one
Drive drunk, she swervin', tryna f-ck, she's certain
Run around and stumble down, hit her head, she hurtin'
Drunk as f-ck, sniffin' pills, wildin' out, tell the bitch to chill
Cup of syrup and a blunt of purp
Which one of my homie's gon' f-ck her first?
She in love with drugs, that p-ssy get licked up
Picked up, then dicked down, b!tch, tell me who rich now?
You f-ckin' with the Most Dope knuckleheads
Gettin' money, f-ck the feds, yeah that Stevie Wonder bread
Ain't a rookie, uh, that bitch is famous, Snooki
One thing I won't do, (what's that?) pay for p-ssy

[Hook]
She get a bunch of money, spend it all on drugs
Mobbin' with her bitches, never fall in love
Dumpin' out that yeyo, sniffin' all it up
Go ahead and hate her, cause everybody does

God damn, that's a lucky ass bitch [x4]

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
I'm trippy mane, looking for a trippy chick
That like to get fucked up and do some trippy shit
Paper planes rolled up I call them trippy sticks
Weed, pills, and the drank (codeine)- she with it
Juicy got money and juicy got bitches
Smoking and drinking that Charlie Sheen living
Up in this b!tch keep two hoes with me
Poppin' them superman pills getting freaky (they freaky)
I like double D's, she like double D's
Shawty can't lose, she play on both teams
Hell in her mouth, her becky fire
Molly pills, orange juice got the bitch wired
All my hoes got money and they keep me higher
Then I line em up for a menage-a-tois-er

[Hook]
She get a bunch of money, spend it all on drugs
Mobbin' with her bitches, never fall in love
Dumpin' out that yeyo, sniffin' all it up
Go ahead and hate her, cause everybody does

God damn, that's a lucky ass bitch [x4]

Mac Miller - Lucky Ass Bitch Lyrics

Wiz Khalifa Never Been Part II Lyrics

2012-03-21T20:45:00.009+07:00

Wiz Khalifa Lyrics Never Been Part II

(Ft. Amber Rose & Rick Rose)

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Hundred thousand dollars, it may sound like it's a lot
Really it's not to me, now grab some weed and roll this pot
I had to speed up, cause all these niggas slow
I prob'ly won't be up in there if I ain't got an O
Now I got my feet up cause I'm on top and niggas hoping that I stop
But I'm just smoking, living life like in the movies that I watch
In my Jacuzzi roll another Doobie
See what's new what's on Netflix, order another movie
See I'm smoking my best shit
Mo'fuckers ain't balling, so they're seeing the exit
I stay on my job so you can see I'm up next
Dawg I be going so hard, some say I'm needing some rest
Got so much smoke in my lungs, it ain't s'posed to be on my chest
And niggas talk but don't even be on them jets
Man they don't even seeing them checks
But you can tell by how I spit it, nigga I be getting dough
Take her all the places that she never been befo'

[Hook: Amber Rose]
(Don't give a f-ck about the)
Money, clothes, cars
I've never been, this far
And f-ck that other shit that niggas talking about
I've never been, this high

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
I'm in my Grand Natty, smoking on that granddaddy
It got an odor like a motor running, fantastic
Never the minor things, finer things
Yellow stone, diamond rings, bought me designer jeans
Chanel frames, Louis scarves, moving like the mob
I'm getting money, so maybe baby come get a job
So f-ck them other bitches, we onto other business
And f-ck them other niggas, we at them dollar figures
Versace chains, gold rollies, it's same game
Racked up, shawty Rose bottles every day
Sipping that purple stuff, twisting the pretty leaf
Pull up in that Ferrari, this bitch in disbelief
On the road to the riches, another crook in the castle
Only f-ck with my niggas, pray we all living lavish
I pray we all living so lavish
I pray we all living so lavish

[Hook: Amber Rose]
(Don't give a f-ck about the)
Money, clothes, cars
I've never been, this far
And f-ck that other shit that niggas talking about
I've never been, this high

Wiz Khalifa Never Been Part II Lyrics

Chiddy Bang Out 2 Space Lyrics

2012-03-11T20:12:00.008+07:00

Out 2 Space Lyrics Chiddy Bang

[Hook]
Officially on top the moon
Things are looking up, things are looking
Out 2 space
Things are looking up, things are looking
Soon I'm gonna be a star
Things are looking up, things are looking
I just would touch the stars
Or am I out 2 Space?

[Verse 1]
Gettin money not the filthy way
Talk down still they stay
Right where they at, but me I'm aiming for the milky way
So things are looking up
I see them skyscrapers
Forget me I need a crib with some fly neighbors
Hi haters, anything I flow on, feels so comfy like a pair of Cole Haan's
Teacher I am Present
The homie I be so gone
How I get here? I just paved the road that I drove on. So long!
(Yeah)
And this the feeling that they can't control
We taking off to the stars now
I'm getting stoned while my brother rolls
So me and Keith will prolly blow it down
Cross it off the list, I am never off my shift
I squeeze all my clothes, yeah they cost a grip
Visibly on the moon visit me
Engage in astrocurricular activity

[Hook]
Officially on top the moon
Things are looking up, things are looking
Out 2 space
Things are looking up, things are looking
Soon I'm gonna be a star
Things are looking up, things are looking
I just would touch the stars
Or am I out 2 Space?

[Verse 2]
It's a hard act to follow man
Call me Apollo man
Things are looking up and this is what I wallow in
Fresh dress press ironed like solomon
Could you tell me how many chances I could I give a man?
Livin grand home is where I rest do I feel out of place?
Cause we resorted to be in orbit in outer space
Wanted the fame back when HOV made Lucifer
Just passed Jupiter tell the students I made my own rules
Give a f-ck about them handbooks
They owe it to me like money that Uncle Sam took
They try to treat me like a graduated Cranbrook
That's a private school, chillin, yup, I've been cool
Team Swell the tightest crew
We eatin so just allow us the right to chew
People love me say "Chiddy nobody tight as you!"
So I show improve
I say this one for the books it's long overdue

[Hook]
Officially on top the moon
Things are looking up, things are looking
Out 2 space
Things are looking up, things are looking
Soon I'm gonna be a star
Things are looking up, things are looking
I just would touch the stars
Or am I out 2 Space?

Chiddy Bang Out 2 Space Lyrics

Chiddy Bang Happening Lyrics

2012-03-11T11:36:00.005+07:00

Happening Lyrics Chiddy Bang

[Hook]
It's your choice, what are you waiting for?
Cause this is happening
Yeah, this is happening

[Verse 1: Chiddy Bang]
Welcome to the life, maybe I'm good at living
Or maybe I could assist you at making good decisions
Yeah I ain't tryin' for no game, I'm tryin' to play though
I would make the choice to put you on, if you say so
But you a star and I'm leavin' in a minute
Your body your language that I be readin' in a minute
And my money like Even like Steven when I'm in it
And we on our last drink, we'll be leaving when we finished

[Hook]
It's your choice, what are you waiting for?
Cause this is happening
Yeah, this is happening

[Verse 2: Chiddy Bang]
Welcome to the life, doesn't it have a friend?
Head to the wedding unless a bad bitch gathering
Cause the single girls all play the game, try and go out
She came with her girlies and you know they tryin' to show out
'Til lift-up time, we had that sit-back time
And my Cali girls always having kickback time
And you know that we gon' break 'em off, Kit-Kat time
I made her think it was hers, but the choice is mine

[Break: Chiddy Bang]
So what's up? Is you down?
When you see me give me daps and pounds
Cause everybody want a hit of that OG
I smoke that shit and get high, low key

[Hook]
It's your choice, what are you waiting for?
Cause this is happening
Yeah, this is happening

[Verse 3: Chiddy Bang]
Ay yo we 'bout to light this dutchie, is you down with it?
You know we feelin' so high, we off the ground with it
It's your choice, tell me now is you down with it?
It's your choice, baby now is you down with it?
Hey yo we 'bout to live it up yeah is you down with it?
And if they on that bullshit, don't come around with it
It's your choice, tell me now is you down with it?
It's your choice, baby now are you down with it?

[Hook]
It's your choice, what are you waiting for?
Cause this is happening
Yeah, this is happening