Trey Songz – Pop That (Freestyle) Lyrics

"Trey Songz – Pop That (Freestyle)" 

"Trey Songz – Pop That (Freestyle) Lyrics"

Its Trigga!

Pop that pussy bitch!

Swerve

Pop that pussy bitch!

She ride my dick just like the beat

I make that pussy spit

Ass so fat

Fuck a lapdance!

Dark knights treating pussy like a batman

I beat it up

I beat it down

Pussy chant that’s pound for pound

Lick my nuts and all around

I need to hear that slurping sound

She say whatever though

I say now or never

Say she gon fuck me good

But she gon suck me better

Act wrong and get left behind

Black thong is her left behind

That’s one ass cheek jumping out the gym

& the right behind its like right behind

When she on that pole

Its flip mode like she Busta Rhymes

She aint give me head though!

Why?

i fucked her mind!

Told her bring that bubble

Bring that bubble

Bring that bubble back

Paper I been throwing just to show you where your hustle at

Bring your girl, double back

I bet I double that

The pop your pussy like its motherfucking bubble wrap!

All Time Low – Paint You Wings Lyrics

"All Time Low – Paint You Wings" 

"All Time Low – Paint You Wings Lyrics"

When will the princess figure it out

She ain’t worth saving

Heavy the head that bears the crown

Of my mistaken

Apathy for sympathy

I was never good enough to be

Anything but remedy

To all of your constant pressing needs

And I never learned, so…

I painted a picture of things I wanted most

To color in the darker side of all my brightes hopes

But there was a monster standing where you should be

So I’ll paint you wings and I’ll set you free

I was a pawn in all your plans

You kept me busy

Locked behind your chember doors

When you felt frisky

Until you got sick of me

I was never good enough to be

Anything but remedy

To all of your constant pressing needs

And I never learned, so…

I painted a picture of things I wanted most

To color in the darker side of all my brightes hopes

But there was a monster standing where you should be

So I’ll paint you wings and I’ll set you free

When will the princess figure it out

She ain’t worth saving

And when will the world get over

All her misbehaving

Will we ever learn

I painted a picture of things I wanted most

To color in the darker side of all my brightes hopes

But there was a monster standing where you should be

So I’ll paint you wings and I’ll set you free

(So she can fly away)

I painted a picture of things I wanted most

To color in the darker side of all my brightes hopes

But there was a monster standing where you should be

So I’ll paint you wings and I’ll set you free

(So she can fly away)

Cops & Rappers Lyrics by Jim Jones Ft. Game

"Cops & Rappers-Jim Jones Ft. Game"

"Cops & Rappers Lyrics by Jim Jones Ft. Game"

Somebody call my lawyer

New York stand up

We take money, we don’t take tips

My drug dealers

These niggas playin cops and rappers

My niggas playin cops and robbers

They catch you slippin they will rob you

We talkin hail Mary our father

We talkin hail Mary our father

Talkin hail Mary our father

Hail Mary our father

We catch you slippin nigga, hail Mary our father

Ice long to my new up niggas

Call em up and they’ll do it nigga

No question asked just why I do

With them big guns and shootin nigga

AK, SK’s shoot shit up like them SA’s

Be ride hard on this east coast

I got my homies doin that west way

It’s supper say to my hatin niggas

Big shouts to that 80 nigga

My little buzzin, who’s the big buzzin?

They try to get a nigga 80 nigga

Good glorious, God I’m cool

I hold that hopin out the pool

I fuck a bitch in my suite

But I never did hop out my jewels

Constant murda murda

Homicide, white sheets

I killed that, cut the head off

When I came through with them white seats

No watch me, mad as fuck don’t watch me

Cause that gun would fuck where my watch be

That’s a fact line, copy?

These niggas playin cops and rappers

My niggas playin cops and robbers

They catch you slippin they will rob you

We talkin hail Mary our father

We talkin hail Mary our father

Talkin hail Mary our father

Hail Mary our father

We catch you slippin nigga, hail Mary our father

One time for my shooters

My pizza man and my movers

This guy’s been everywhere we maneuver

AK chasin niggas like cougars

Freddy Krueger? Not JC nigga

Shout passé to my hate you niggas

We ain’t wrong with my Jamaican niggas

Smoke bakery but we cakin niggas

Home niggas be quiet

Real niggas start a riot

From tomorrow where the sing sing

Got bee hives in that ding ding

They touch niggas, mason now

AR’s got a case of them

Bad bitches start hatin him

I did long dip, never get to him

G money, new jack city

Started off making weed money, rack city

Push that cop, it gets that silly

Fuck face nigga I’m swingin at Mac Milly

Like Meek Milly in that black Philly

And like old bum in that black ghost

Niggas said they milk the game, must not know I’m lactose

These niggas playin cops and rappers

My niggas playin cops and robbers

They catch you slippin hey will rob you

We talkin hail Mary our father

We talkin hail Mary our father

Talkin hail Mary our father

Hail Mary our father

We catch you slippin nigga, hail Mary our father