Showing posts with label MY MUSIC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label MY MUSIC. Show all posts

Friday, 5 October 2012

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


Friday, 28 September 2012

Be The One Lyrics by Cody Simpson

"Be The One by Cody Simpson"



"Be The One Lyrics by Cody Simpson"


Look around
You should be
Should be dancing
Dance with me
Bottom line,
We’re wasting time
So imma say what’s
On my mind.

I just want you to know
That you’re so so beautiful.

Uh, uh, uh
Baby I just want to be with you uh uh
I don’t care if nobody’s approve uh uh
Tell me what I gotta do to prove tonight
I might be the one, girl.

Uh uh uh
Baby I just want to be with you uh uh
I don’t care if nobody’s approve uh uh
Tell me what I gotta do to prove tonight
I might be the one, girl.

Thought we care in the moment
The moment you know.
That you want me to own it, to own it
Lets go.

And I need you to know
That you’re so so beautiful.
Uh, uh, uh
Baby I just want to be with you uh uh
I don’t care if nobody’s approve uh uh
Tell me what I gotta do to prove tonight
I might be the one, girl.

Uh uh uh
Baby I just want to be with you uh uh
I don’t care if nobody’s approve uh uh
Tell me what I gotta do to prove tonight
I might be the one, girl.

Don’t over-think it
We don’t have to leve yet
We’re just having fun
What could go wrong
There aint no question about it
I’m saying it’s you that I want

Uh, uh, uh
Baby I just want to be with you uh uh
I don’t care if nobody’s approve uh uh
Tell me what I gotta do to prove tonight
I might be the one, girl.

Uh uh uh
Baby I just want to be with you uh uh
I don’t care if nobody’s approve uh uh
Tell me what I gotta do to prove tonight
I might be the one, girl.


Damage Lyrics by Pharoahe Monch

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Tuesday, 25 September 2012

Travis Porter Ft. Mike Posner – That Feelin Lyrics

"Travis Porter Ft. Mike Posner – That Feelin" 




"Travis Porter Ft. Mike Posner – That Feelin Lyrics"


[Verse:]
Ah
All I wanna do is take all my niggas to Vegas
Buy a pound of weed and smoke it get them niggas fading
Yeah and buy some liquor man we gonna get wasted
Poppin’ bottles on them hoes and tell them”Bitch we made it”
Yeah I wanna get a hundred grand of singles
Stack them shit so just like Pringles
Thanking God I’m single
Yeah, ready to mingle down
I’m trying to slam dunk
Yeah tryin’ to finger row
You know that feeling feeling feelin’
Like everything’s changing
That feeling, feeling like you was
Instantly famous, feel that
Yeah, fuck that nigga Yeah I’m a kill that
And Y’all niggas don’t know me
My tooney got that feeling
We need some fucking trophies

[Chorus:]
Uh, we do it for the whole team
You know that feeling like you won a superbowl
We don’t never get a day off, nah
Make the city prowl like we won the playoff
That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling
That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling
Feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling
Feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling

[Verse:]
I got this feeling this feeling I know it
That I’m about to make some millions, some millions then blow it
My my my my noobie’s brazilian, she gorgeous
This new life that I’m living it’s hard to absorb it
Ever had that feeling when you pull out they say who that
New school, blue black, drop top, push back
It’s Ali I knew that, threw the whole bar 2 stacks
When I’m in the building and the hoes run a full flack
Trust an puerto rican, margaritas, burrito
Vacation with my people, we do this for our people
You know that feeling like you won a superbowl
No bo-ho man I’m playing for the team

[Chorus:]
Yeah, we do it for the whole team
You know that feeling like you won a superbowl
We don’t never get a day off, nah
Make the city prowl like we won the playoff
That feeling, that feeling, that feeling
That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling
That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling
That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling

[Verse:]
Fill ‘em to the fall, jerk ‘em to the right
Feeling like a Mo, look at me and not the size
We’re here for those how we roll
It’s the feeling of a boat
I got trials on my line, got a million dollars house
We used to rot in coogie sweaters
Now it’s Gucci all the time
Freshen hair, leather season
Wanna toll the summer time
Used to have a little bank roll
Now my bank roll larger, Strain former Camaro
Hot dite Charger
Gerry Guardian seats
Green light Shlick rims
Check my ring out Oh I’m on my superbowl shit
I’m flat in the sky, I’m up there with the birds
I do it for the team, you can motherfuck what you heard

[Chorus:]
Yeah, we do it for the whole team
You know that feeling like you won a superbowl
We don’t never get a day off, nah
Make the city prowl like we won the playoff
That feeling, that feeling, that feeling
That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling
That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling
That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling


Monday, 24 September 2012

Brandy Ft. 2 Chainz & Tyga – Put It Down (Remix) Lyrics

"Brandy Ft. 2 Chainz & Tyga – Put It Down (Remix)" 




"Brandy Ft. 2 Chainz & Tyga – Put It Down (Remix) Lyrics"


[Intro]
I’mma put it down, you can fall in love (x6)
I’mma put it, I’mma put it, I’mma put it
I’mma put it down

Now when I hope that car from Brandy,
Perfect scenario,
You know I had to smash through the radio

Cassey, Alicia
Trina, Patricia
Sandy, Candy, Brandy, Moesha

I pledge allegiance to the events and advent
Took my advance to the club and made a rain dance
Told about the standards, hit her with the dealers
My new girl thicker, told my old girl to…
I’m riding with my seat back, beat up
She a dame, she don’t want plus a Nina
You know the procedure, I put it down
Known to … like supper time
Love me now, a … my money long, a waste of smile

Ooh way too talk game, it’s so tough
Damn I love it all
Even the way you flex
That’s what turn me
Ooh you know you make me weak
Just cause the way you are
Cause everybody in it know you’re a star
But still I’m letting you know
I got the sweetest high
Any man that wants it babe
He gon’ have to work hard
From what I see, you got what I want
That’s just half the part
Gotta see what you put on it
To make sure you’re the one

[Chorus]
If you put it down right like the way I want it
Play it cause we, maybe we can fall in love
If you put it, put it, if you put it down
If you put it, put it, maybe we can fall in love

I’mma put it down, you can fall in love
I’mma put it down, you can fall in love

If you put it, put it, maybe we can fall in love

I’mma put it down, you can fall in love
I’mma put it down, you can fall in love

If you put it, put it, maybe we can fall in love
I’mma put it down, you can fall in love (x6)
I’mma put it, I’mma put it, I’mma put it
I’mma put it down

T Rod, they don’t call me rod for no reason
For no reason it’s obvious
I put it down, I put it down, we can keep the sex anonymous
Monogamy, … 1 on 1 it’s just you and me
Don’t be acting all crazy, but I like when you start talking crazy
Talking that, pull my hair, …she loving it
Grab my hands with that little bit waist
And you know I’m a king so I dominate
All of that…only thing missing is …shake
Like soft, mask on, that’s what I call a blind date

[Chorus]
If you put it down right like the way I want it
Play it cause we, maybe we can fall in love
If you put it, put it, if you put it down
If you put it, put it, maybe we can fall in love

I’mma put it down, you can fall in love
I’mma put it down, you can fall in love

If you put it, put it, maybe we can fall in love

I’mma put it down, you can fall in love
I’mma put it down, you can fall in love

If you put it, put it, maybe we can fall in love
I’mma put it down, you can fall in love (x6)
I’mma put it, I’mma put it, I’mma put it
I’mma put it down

You, you, you, can be the one I go
When having a bad day
And I need a shoulder to cry
Teach me how to let the guard down
Ain’t gone bad, it’s been tough
Past the one I had
Was the answer to my prayers
Come on out and he want the truth
And I got you, tryna tell me

If you put it down right like the way i want it
Play it ’cause we, maybe we can fall in love
If you put it, put it, put it, if you put it, put it
If you put it, put it, maybe we can fall in love

I’mma put it down, you can fall in love
I’mma put it down, you can fall in love

If you put it, put it, maybe we can fall in love

I’mma put it down, you can fall in love
I’mma put it down, you can fall in love

If you put it, put it, maybe we can fall in love

If you put it down right like the way I want it

If you put it, put it, put it, if you put it, put it down
If you put it, put it, maybe we can fall in love.


Rihanna – Diamonds Lyrics

"Rihanna – Diamonds" 



"Rihanna – Diamonds Lyrics"


You and I we’re like diamonds in the sky
and nothing can stop us it’s shining like a gem.
It’s like the pleasure of sex
The diamonds in my head
The touch of my dance
D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-Dance
You and I we’re like diamonds in the sky
And nothing can stop us
It’s rough and plain
It’s like your soul babe
The lovers in my bed
The touch of sex
D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-Dance
You and I we’re like diamonds in the sky
And nothing can stop us


Kreayshawn – Blase Blase Lyrics

"Kreayshawn – Blase Blase" 




"Kreayshawn – Blase Blase Lyrics"


[Hey ladies, get gassin
I'ma gas like the cops aint commin
Top down, music loud who's talkin?
Can't hear haters Blasé Blasé
Go crazy, get money
I do my dance like no one saw me
Throwin down like no one taught me
Can't hear haters Blasé Blasé]

Ooo bitch, I’m here and I’m back on
If you thought my first, was my last song
Face the fact man,
You couldn’t be more wrong
I’m takin shots from the top like I’m King Kong
Gassed out with my hair sleeked back
Got more bitches than a pimp named slick back
She aint bleedin like she bout to have a heart attack
She on the Dro and she couldn’t even handle that
Lay back, you’re coughing up a lung or two
Man I can’t explain what this gas might do to you
The crew knew, yea I know it’s new to you
Come through I can’t teach you a thing or two

She Told me I’m the fliest she ever met
That’s weird cuz she aint even grown yet
Moet Moet, the top off
She in the bathroom tryna take her top off
One, eight, seven, two, eleven
We do numbers
They say Kreayshawn killed the whole damn summer
What a bummer, it’s sad for you hating bitches
Better watch your chains when I get close bitches
In my business, girl I welcome you
Wanna be my best friend? girl you gotta show to prove
What’s it do?, we mobbin on a Saturday
Fuck the first day, everyday we getting payed

Yes, I’m beautiful, I’m gorgeous
No you can’t afford this
You driving in a Ford bitch
Glorious, my whole crew iced out
We melt flames, them other bitches bow down
It’s time now, she said to bring the gas out
‘Bout to turn the flame on
And burn the whole house down
More money more money, I spend it right
Them dudes lame’ they tryna come spend the night
I’m out here in the sky like a star hoe
You on the floor tryna pay up a car note
Real shit, don’t harm me I’m never fake
I’m in the 90′s you can call me Ricky lake
Ricky Lake

Get Money I do my dance like no one saw me
Get Money I do my dance like no one saw me
Can’t hear haters Blasé Blasé