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I feel like havin' some company tonight
So, I just need to find out who wanna come
Spend the night wit' me tonight
It's a couple of things over here at my crib
That I wanna show you, so, all I wanna know, baby
Baby, wanna spend the night?
Get a crib that's so tight
A view that's just right
Got neighbors that's so nice
Baby, wanna spend the night?
You can help me count stacks
Got dogs that don't bite
A chef, cook what you like
Baby, wanna spend the night?
Wanna come and chill
Take a tour of my crib?
Show you what I'm rappin' is real
Good is how I live, goon palace, my dear
Whisper somethin' in yo ear
Hungry? Menu right here
All liquor, no beer
Got questions? Ask, my dear
What is that? Oh, that's a beer
Over there's a chandelier
Oh, this 'bout 5 carats in my ear
Baby, wanna spend the night?
Get a crib that's so tight
A view that's just right
Got neighbors that's so nice
Baby, wanna spend the night?
You can help me count stacks
Got dogs that don't bite
A chef, cook what you like
Baby, wanna spend the night?
Oh, sex? We'll get to that later
Who's that? Oh, that's my waiter
She does laundry, she cleans and she caters
She works for me 'cause I pay her
She'll take care of all of yo' favors
That's cherry wood on them tables
Don't wear suits that's tailored
Too gutta', it ain't in my nature
But I do want shit that cost paper
Look back there, them acres
That Bentley, I bought it for them haters
Got satellite, no cable
Wanna take a look at my gators?
Oh, wave at 'em, them my neighbors
They cool, baby, they got paper
They think I play for them 'Pacers'
Baby, wanna spend the night?
Get a crib that's so tight
A view that's just right
Got neighbors that's so nice
Baby, wanna spend the night?
You can help me count stacks
Got dogs that don't bite
A chef, cook what you like
Baby, wanna spend the night?
Pick where you wanna have sex
Anywhere in my house, be my guest
Got six rooms you can pick
We can go in the office on my desk
Wanna do it in the shower, then bet
Got maids to clean up our mess
What I'm 'bout to give you is the best
I'm here to fix yo' stress
Just let me know when you get wet
Take your time gettin' undressed
While I take the diamonds off my neck
'Cause I'm finna get in yo' chest
'Bouta put my eggs in yo' nest
On 'gnac, I needs no rest
Fuck you 'til you out of breath
Wanna spend the night again? Yes
Baby, wanna spend the night?
Get a crib that's so tight
A view that's just right
Got neighbors that's so nice
Baby, wanna spend the night?
You can help me count stacks
Got dogs that don't bite
A chef, cook what you like
Baby, wanna spend the night?
Baby, if you spend the night
You will not wanna go home
I will literally have to make you
Go home
You ever seen the commercial
Where they jump down there and grab his ankle?
And he gotta drag 'em through the halls
That would be you
But I promise you
I'll let you spend the night again, baby
man bruh dis lil hoe just got through ridin dis dick
And when she got done i started clappin.
I told dat lil hoe she ride dick so good
I'm finna go get dat bitch a purple hood.
[chorus:]
Got a bad lil bitch dat i met in my hood
And i bragg on dis bitch every chance i could;
How she sit on that dick how she grind on dat wood
I ain't never seen a bitch ride dick dis good (she ride dick so good, she ride dick so good, never seen a bitch ride dick dis good, she a bad lil bitch dat i met in my hood and i ain't never seen a bitch ride dick this good).
[verse 1:]
She like to turn on them lights before she ride dat dick
Then she get on that dick and go to hittin that bitch
Put her hands on yo chest while she ridin that shit
Then put em' on her waist and go to poppin that shyt.
I got my hands on her ass now i'm stabbin that bitch
Went to hittin up in her deep now she grabbin dat dick
She got right on her toes now she handlin dat dick
Now she ridin dat dick like she paddlin dat dick
I told her keep on goinq just manage that dick went to slappin dat ass now she rubbin her clit
I asked her what's my name she went to holln dat shyt.
Got my hands on her waist now i'm all in that shit.
[repeat chorus:]
[verse 2:]
She turned backwards on da dick now she workin dem guts
And she throwin that pussy while she playin with them nuts.
Now she beatin that dick i think she gettin that nut now she backed on off and she slowin it on up. put her chest on the bed now she speedin on up got her ass cheeks spread now i'm killin that butt pussy got so wet i can hear them guts love to see that pipe keep goin in them guts.
Keep talkin that shit now i'm hittin her but and all she keep yellin is (keep on guttin, keep on guttin keep on guttin, i'm on vosp i'm holln keep on fucking, keep on fuckin, all i'm yellin is keep on fuckin, keep on fuckin, keep on fuckin, i'm on vosp i holln keep on fuckin.
[chorus]
[verse 3:]
She asked me what i wanna do i told her baby just drive put yo seatbelt on get on that dick and just ride get right on that dick talk to it just glide keep the dick in tho lean on me when ya tired if i ever told ya dis pussy wasn't good i lied if the dick came out of this pussy i'd cry how you ride that dick i can feel them sides.
Sit ride on that head slide down sooo nice wanna car point at it got damn i'd buy it you deserve that shit the kind of dick you ride keep ridin that dick keep lookin in my eyes you ride dick the best i'd marry you now.
My nigga e'erytime I think this shit gettin' rough out here
for me my nigga... I just remind myself dog Monday through
Friday homie... From 8 in the mornin' to 5 in the evenin'
dog... It's some niggas in the court room 'round the country
my nigga... Fightin' for they muhfuckin' lives dog... The
crackers bannin' niggas e'eryday my nigga
My dog went to court today they gave him fifteen
Cracker banned my lil' nigga he was se'enteen
Young nigga don't even know what all that time mean
Pussy ass crackers done shattered my nigga dreams
They holl'in' mandatory they want him to do the whole thang
Nigga showed up in court on my dog and did his thang
Nigga did my nigga now I got to bust his brain
Nigga woulda did me my dog'd do the same
His lady callin' me cryin' and now I feel her pain
Tired of losin' all my niggas to the chain gang
In thirty minutes a nigga whole life can change
Cracker over sinister niggas when this shit gon' change?
Pussy ass cracker give a nigga a hundred years
Have ya mama leavin' out the courtroom in tears
Crackers don't love to have a nigga breathin' for real
Take a nigga life from him they don't know how it feel
Pussy ass cracker give a nigga a hundred years
Have ya mama leavin' out the courtroom in tears
Crackers don't love to have a nigga breathin' for real
Take a nigga life from him they don't know how it feel
Ain't talked to my dog yet but I know he sick
Next fifteen years of his life behind a fence
Cracker find a nigga guilty and hit him wit' the bench
Gave one of my dogs twenty-seven on his first offense
The time they givin' the nigga for the crime ain't makin' sense
They jacked the number up now it's eighty-five percent
They did that to make you fuck niggas out there snitch
And put conspiracy in the game to railroad the click
And crackers feel like niggas ain't got no common sense
A nigga paper ain't right they banned off the rip
A public defender don't get you shit but a long trip
And judge sentencin innocent niggas without a guilt
How in the fuck can fo' birds get you a life sentence?
But give a cracker seven years for money launderin' millions
Shoot a nigga in the leg they sentence you like you killed 'em
Cracker catch you wit' that iron and throw you under the buildin'
You a nigga that mean you guilty 'til proven innocent
MOney talk and bullshit walk a thousand miles
You ain't got a paid lawyer then don't go to trial
Crackers owe each other favors, they'll swap ya out
"You give us him, we'll give you him" know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Nigga took thirty years on a cop out
Fuck you get thirty years for breakin' in a bitch house?
[Chorus:]
Any city that I'm in I'ma show my ass (yae)
Catch me on that O bruh and I'ma show my ass (yae)
If I'm in the building then you know I'ma show my ass (yae)
Anywhere it's swole at I'ma show my ass (yae)
Any city that I'm in I'ma show my ass (yae)
Catch me on that O bruh and I'ma show my ass (yae)
If I'm in the building then you know I'ma show my ass (yae)
Anywhere it's swole at I'ma show my ass (yae)
[Verse 1:]
This is what I do dawg I do this shit forreal bruh
Came in with all this ice on I might need me a chuchiller
Y'all ain't got no money so y'all don't look familiar
I'm looking at her pooboo's she make me wanna treat her
I own a lot of property but no I'm not a reniter
I must be like flaming cause everybody want my signature
Hundred bottles there bubbling it got me talking physical
I read hoes and I read niggas that right that's my literature
This ? and this ? that bitch got me like digital
My pocket big like Christopher this yak is my liver
Whoo whoo cush all in my system
Last night I threw a lil some'
But tonight I'ma throw big some'
I'm clean boy I go whip some'
Oh oh my lil son
She running 'round my dick sucking
Give half a stack you kiss her
I'm going ham yes sir you better call your matterjust
She got me all in her camera
Everybody know that I'ma animal
[Chorus:]
Any city that I'm in I'ma show my ass (yae)
Catch me on that O bruh and I'ma show my ass (yae)
If I'm in the building then you know I'ma show my ass (yae)
Anywhere it's swole at I'ma show my ass (yae)
Any city that I'm in I'ma show my ass (yae)
Catch me on that O bruh and I'ma show my ass (yae)
If I'm in the building then you know I'ma show my ass (yae)
Anywhere it's swole at I'ma show my ass (yae)
[Verse 2:]
Walked up in the club boy you'll think I just came home
You'll think that I work there with all that he got that new on
Third bottle like really gone
Get any bitch that I really want pulled up in Valley piping out on that iPhone
Yae yae my homegirl getting he dike on
I'm posted up in the back though cooling it getting my mac on
Yae yae y'all know I'ma show my ass
Soon they bring this money back watch I throw this damn cash
Main rule in my clique dawg it's simple dawg no crabbing
Getting money and blowing racks I swear to God my passion
Everyday seven days I'm somewhere and I'm acting
Pull up in some' big I'm jumping out no cragging
This is what I live for
Swear to God this beautiful
Hundred bottles hundred broads didn't see no babies loosing up
Drive through this bitch with my le's on and my new chuck's
Bopping through the crowd loving live with my dueces up
[Chorus:]
Any city that I'm in I'ma show my ass (yae)
Catch me on that O bruh and I'ma show my ass (yae)
If I'm in the building then you know I'ma show my ass (yae)
Anywhere it's swole at I'ma show my ass (yae)
Any city that I'm in I'ma show my ass (yae)
Catch me on that O bruh and I'ma show my ass (yae)
If I'm in the building then you know I'ma show my ass (yae)
Anywhere it's swole at I'ma show my ass (yae)
[Verse 3:]
Pulled up in that new thang I pulled up with that top off
I am kind of tired I just finna get my rocks off
I keep me a lil some' some' just in case it pop off
I am bout that action ain bout that talk talk
I just dropped lil momma off left lil momma with lockedjaw
This right here that real deal this is not that knockoff
I am in my old school and get more hoes than your G4
Like how I be dressing but she really love this lingo
I feel like lil wanna do what you mad at me for
I pay a lil extra just put me on the top floor
You only in it one time I'ma show my ass til it time to go
I get mine and I'ma grow mine that right that real though
[Chorus:]
Any city that I'm in I'ma show my ass (yae)
Catch me on that O bruh and I'ma show my ass (yae)
If I'm in the building then you know I'ma show my ass (yae)
Anywhere it's swole at I'ma show my ass (yae)
Any city that I'm in I'ma show my ass (yae)
Catch me on that O bruh and I'ma show my ass (yae)
If I'm in the building then you know I'ma show my ass (yae)
If you flaw bruh I don't fuck wit you at all
If wouldn't give a damn if you some kin to me bruh
I don't fuck wit them niggas them nigga jus flaw
They aint bout that life them niggas jus soft
Them niggas like hoes them niggas jus talk
I don't fuck wit no niggas no niggas thats flaw
I don't fuck wit them niggas them nigga jus flaw
They aint bout that life them niggas jus soft
Them niggas like hoes them niggas jus talk
I don't fuck wit no niggas no niggas thats flaw
You can be my dawg n I don't even care
If you flaw you flaw n I don't fuck wit them there
I fuck wit real ass niggas I don fuck wit nothin else
I don't know what you heard but its real over here
Niggas solid niggas bust niggas kill over here
If you ain't bout that life you cant chill over here
Niggas goonin niggas gettin it how they live over here
On yac on dro on pills over here
All my niggas dawg got skills over here
Mothafuck yall niggas how we feel over here
My whole life cuz been real over here
You flaw ass niggas couldn't live over here
I don't fuck wit them niggas them nigga jus flaw
They aint bout that life them niggas jus soft
Them niggas like hoes them niggas jus talk
I don't fuck wit no niggas no niggas thats flaw
I don't fuck wit them niggas them nigga jus flaw
They ain't bout that life them niggas jus soft
Them niggas like hoes them niggas jus talk
I don't fuck wit no niggas no niggas thats flaw
Ol hatin ass nigga you flaw my nigga
When you ready my lets go ima dog you nigga
Keep mine on deck aint gotta call my niggas
When you ready lets run it don't stall my nigga
Don't give a fuck where im at ima ball my nigga
Ill breed my goons they dogs my nigga
You beef wit one of us you beef wit all us nigga
You gettin way more flawer it don't get no realer
Its way more pussys and than any ol killas
Y'all niggas jus talkin ol flaw ass nigga
My homeboy send em through the car my nigga
This close range shit never far my nigga
I don't fuck wit them niggas them nigga jus flaw
They aint bout that life them niggas jus soft
Them niggas like hoes them niggas jus talk
I don't fuck wit no niggas no niggas thats flaw
I don't fuck wit them niggas them nigga jus flaw
They aint bout that life them niggas jus soft
Them niggas like hoes them niggas jus talk
I don't fuck wit no niggas no niggas thats flaw
If you ain't bout that life get the fuck out my face
Where I'm from pussy niggas get a k in they face
Real nigga ima live it til they drop my grave
You aint never did shit nigga you really aint made
I ain't never been flaw not in none of my days
I don't talk it you do it thats how a nigga raised
I'm dolo nigga how the fuck i slide
Got tools ridin wit me goddamn i lied
Cross me lil nigga ima put it in ya life
Niggas get up on ya ass n put that tool in ya side
There ain't a nigga in these streets gone take my pride
You flaw ass niggas fucked up my vibe
I don't fuck wit you fake ass niggas thats real
Them hands dont shake pussy nigga thats real
If he flaw he a snake nigga thats real
N I don't fuck wit any nigga outta here who ain't real
I don't fuck wit them niggas them nigga jus flaw
They ain't bout that life them niggas jus soft
Them niggas like hoes them niggas jus talk
I don't fuck wit no niggas no niggas thats flaw
I don't fuck wit them niggas them nigga jus flaw
They aint bout that life them niggas jus soft
Them niggas like hoes them niggas jus talk
See my 1st move now I'm riding in a reager
Knew my brother go'n stash em when I seen him working the
beaker
Half of these niggas don't like me cause I wouldn't give em a
feature
Ion know y I past Spanish cause I was fucking my teacher
Just wanted me some bitches ain give a fuck about a beamer
Raised up in the projects they women live of the pizza
Niggas that had the money was the dope boys and the preacher
Always kept it Mina cause ain never been Visa
13 in a half was the age I tried the reefer
1st broad that I painted I fucked her right out the freezer
1st car that I stole was a two toat El Camino
Bitch hating on ya for nun they did the same thang to Jesus
Nigga don't wanna be Malcolm they wanna be Al Pacino
They ain't got shit on a nigga they charge yo ass with the Rico
Nigga that write it on me I seen I'm hollering bingo
4 4 on it now riding round in a 4-door
Heard them people lying and they riding and taking photo
Just called my lil bitch told her I wanna fuck her to peephole
Calling me bout the work then u better b using lingo
Fucking was in u bitch now she got me speaking bilingual
Hoe just ran out of dealers she hit they ass for some new clothes
I told em I'm buying them all I paid all in Sino
Cupids they wasn't ready we waited it out in coco
Shot a nigga this time we gone rob ya ass on the next go
Shout out to all the niggas on the yard that got a cellphone
All my soldiers that's in they got that shit in the chokehold
Anything dealing with me they gone put yo ass on the door though
Got letter from 1 of my shooters they shipped him to Colorado
Only thang that he want is a couple dollars and some photo
If I ever happen to go broke then I'm going to get me a drop hoe
Remember siting in the trap while I'm off that no door
Diesel was round the corner I was tryna get me some 2 4
Time done changed now niggas cool with squealing
Where I'm from it's bad some' like a religion
Sell dope 'til I make it that was my only vision
Half of my niggas dead other half in the penitentiary
Shit 21 that was my only bison
Hardhead all my life cause ain never like to listen
All I remember as a jit was waking up getting evicted
Still driving my shit even though my license suspended
Remember being on a lick the 1st time I seen a camenion
They asked me where all the yoppers I told em go ask my enemy
Will just let em talk but I refuse to let em kill me
They denied his 1st bond I guess God ignored his wishes
Detective asking u questions it just mean that they fishing
Thank about it all u want but all u niggas can get it
Most of these niggas lie that y I keep em up out my business
U think that he might b seeing u better take out the witness
Message to all u pussies u want it nigga come get it
1 of the fewest rappers that rapped about it done lived it
Y is he so emotional he just got in his feelings
Lot of these niggas gone I been fish grease for a minute
Half of these niggas faking it the jewler told all ya business
U ain't talking to me if u never tried to kill him
If I ever said u flaw then guess what I meant it
Y ion fuck with them niggas cause me n them niggas different
Last shootout I was in it last for 30 minutes
[Plies: speaks]
It's Plies baby, let me go tuck 'em in
My baby just called me and told me to cum put her to sleep
She said her period just went off, feel like she in heat
I been feinding for her, I couldn't touch her all week
I told her to get naked and be waiting on top of the sheets
I wanted her so bad when I've seen her I didn't have time to speak
I told her on my shoulders is where I wanna see her feet
I put a pillow behind the headboard so it wouldn't squeak
And put her hands around my waist and told her push me deep
I told her I'm gonna work with her all night until she on
I can feel her nails in my back that's how I know I'm beating
I put my ear to mouth I love to hear her breathing
I can tell she almost at her peek by the way she's screaming
I feel her wetness on my stomach and I'm the reason
She's clutching the sheets and running I'm tryna keep her even
Whispered in her ear if you don't nut I ain't leaving
She went from moaning to shaking and now she's sleeping
[Chorus:]
I wanna put my fingers through your hair
wrap me up in your legs
And love you till your eyes roll back
I'm tryna put you to bed, bed, bed
I'm gonna put you to bed, bed, bed
Then I'm gonna rock your body
Turn you over
Love is war
I'm your soldier
Touching you like it's our first time
I'ma put you to bed, bed, bed
I'ma put you to bed, bed, bed
[Verse 1:]
Girl, change into that Victoria Secret thing that I like
Alright
OK, tonight you're having me your way
Perfume, spray it there
Put our love in the air
Now put me right next to you
Finna raise the temp in the room
First rub my back like you do
Right there, uh-uh, right there uh
You touch me like you care
Now stop
And let me repay you for the week that you've been through
Working that 9-5 and staying cute, like you do
oh, oh, oh
[Pre-Chorus:]
I love it (I love it)
You love it (you love it)
Everytime (everytime)
We're touching (we're touching)
I want it (I want it)
You want it (you want it)
I'll see you (see you)
In the morning (in the morning)
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
I'm staring at you while you sleep
Irreplaceable beauty
Put my face up in your neck and breathe (aww, breathe)
Take you into my senses
Wake up, it's time to finish
Round two, it's round two
Matter of fact it's closer to three
She's like, "how long I been sleep?"
Shorty, kisses turn into the sweetest things
Like give it to me
And I can feel her tell me
My angel this is wonderful
Thanks, for letting me bless you
Come down, fly, right, drift back into heaven
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Bridge:]
Watch the sunlight peak over the horizon
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
The sun ain't the only thing that's shining
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Now, I'ma send you out into the world with my love
Tell everybody aye, everybody aye, aye [x10]
[Chorus]
It's amazing to me homie
that nigga's you fuck wit dawg
you don't know the truth about these niggas
till yall fall out. The more you show a nigga
the more dangerous he become to you homie.
[Chorus]
I broke bread wit chu nigga showed you how I live
You talkin nigga but you don’t understand
what real is
When it came to you pussy ass nigga
I would of killed but it was my fault nigga I kept it too real
we busted choppers at nigga’s laid in bushes together
you had me fooled dawg I thought u was my fucking nigga
would of did a 100 years for ya cause I fucks wit cha
you told me what a good heart in these streets would get a nigga
not a muthafuckin thing but a sad picture
hurt me when I found out you had pussy in ya heart nigga
I never thought I would say this but mutha fuck a friend
cuz ya dawg be the one that cross you in the end
the shit I know now wish I had knew it back then
but going through it wit a fuck nigga is what make a man
I treat ya pussy ass better than I did my own kin
when a nigga locked up or broke that’s when they claim they love you then.
[Chorus X2]
what was mine was yours but what was yours wasn’t mine
if a nigga would of told me you was flaw I would of thought he was lying
but every nigga gonna show his hand in due time
I kept it so muthafuckin real wit chu that I was blind
cuz I was to busy showing love I ain’t see the signs
when you needed me pussy I came through every time
whether u was right or wrong fuck nigga I was riding
but u envied me nigga in the back of yo mind
you wasn’t a hunter nigga you was real part time
I broke you off nigga when them fuck nigga’s wouldn’t give you a dime
I ain’t owe you shit I just wanted to see you shine
you never gave me shit I had my own grind and I ain’t need yo choppers nigga I had my own nine
im a hunter nigga I done did me and yo time
you cant trust ya own homies who the fuck can you trust
I got more pride in my chopper so to me that’s enough.
[Chorus 2X]
and God ain’t making you fuck nigga’s like he used to
a nigga I’ll believe his hoe now before he believe you
and cuz u thug wit a nigga don’t mean the love true
it use to matter what you and yo nigga’s done been through
nigga can be ya dawg one day and turn pussy out the blue
a fuck nigga gone do what a fuck nigga gone do
better off running by yo self if you only knew
don’t mean that nigga a hunter cuz he’ll fucking shot
and money don’t mean he real cuz he got loot
if a nigga heart ain’t right no telling what he’ll do
and real nigga’s extinct it’s only a fucking few
cause 99% of these fuck nigga’s ain’t true
[Chorus]
aye my nigga I want to thank all the pussy ass nigga’s who I thought was real my nigga’s
nigga’s who I though was my muthafuckin homeboy’s nigga
I salute you pussy as nigga’s homie
cuz if it wasn’t for you fuck nigga’s my nigga
I still be showing love right now dawg
I still be walking through this muthafuckin blind my nigga
but it’s something that yall nigga’s taught me my nigga that
its ya homies my nigga
that try you the muthafuckin most my nigga
dem the nigga’s you can’t let hold something dawg
and they feel like they ain’t never got to give it back
cause they ya muthafuckin dawg
dem the nigga’s who can be tied down and locked up my nigga
and you can take care of dem nigga’s for two three years my nigga
as soon as dem nigga’s get out dawg they go fuck wit the nigga’s
who ain’t never gave em nothing my nigga
go run back to the same hoe who ain't never did nothing for em while they was locked up homie
I thank you nigga’s and salute you nigga’s my nigga
and wit all that said my nigga
I wanna tell you one thing for I go homie
Can Miss Becky please raise her hand, bruh
I need some of that good head right now, bruh
I need that Becky
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
'Fo we fuck, can you neck me?
A lil' head and I am ready
I want yo mouth, give me that Becky
Keep that pussy I want yo throat
Front that head 'fo you go
Wet yo mouth 'fo you blow
Must get Becky 'fo I bow
You Miss Becky? Let me know
Licky, licky, I love that, bro
Head nigga thatz 'fosho
I'ma lock yo jaws 'fo I go
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
'Fo we fuck can you neck me?
A lil' head and I am ready
I want yo mouth, give me that Becky
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
'Fo we fuck can you neck me?
A lil' head and I am ready
I want yo mouth, give me that Becky
Like pussy love head
Will pay, I got that bread
Open yo mouth 'fo you open yo legs
Man down, I am dead
Suck no dick? Can't get in my bed
Heard me right, thatz what I said
Drop that spit right on that head
Squeeze that meat and hit that head
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
'Fo we fuck can you neck me?
A lil' head and I am ready
I want yo mouth, give me that Becky
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
'Fo we fuck can you neck me?
A lil' head and I am ready
I want yo mouth, give me that Becky
Tired of pussy, I'm retired
Ain't fuckin' her, got too many mouths
Will put poll right in her mouth
Babbit pussy ain't my style
Fine head make me smile
Put that mayonnaise on your child
Gotta be grown to fuck with Plies
The longer you suck, the longer I whyle
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
'Fo we fuck can you neck me?
A lil' head and I am ready
I want yo mouth, give me that Becky
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
'Fo we fuck can you neck me?
A lil' head and I am ready
I want yo mouth, give me that Becky
Just got Becky, I can't move
I love Becky, yes I do
I get Becky, I am glued
Give me Becky, I'll do you
You don't do Becky, bye bye, boo
I love Becky like my jewels
You don't like Becky, you a fool
Oughta put Becky on the new
Becky, Becky, she so cool
I don't get Becky I can't sleep
I need Becky 'fo I beat
Becky, Becky, marry me
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
'Fo we fuck can you neck me?
A lil' head and I am ready
I want yo mouth give me that Becky
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
'Fo we fuck can you neck me
A lil' head and I am ready
I want yo mouth give me that Becky
Gimmie that Becky, gimmie that Becky
Gimmie that Becky, gimmie that Becky
Gimmie that Becky, gimmie that Becky
some say i'm hoeish;some say i'm arrogant some say i'm cocky;
some say i aint shit but i got good dick,good dick, good dick,good dick
some say i'm hoeish;some say i'm arrogant some say i'm cocky;
some say i aint shit but i got good dick,good dick,
good dick,good dick
good dick committee;i'm the president!
frist class dick; i got the evidence 5 star dick; dick is elegant. heavy weight dic; check the measurements! gimme ah purple heart; i'm a dick vertern one shot of this ya mans irrevelant.
i call it swaet meat;it's hard like peppermint. i (?)by tomorrow; dick will pay the rent.
ask everytime; dick worth every cent. no tight jeans; dick will show the print fuck her '98;been fucking her ever since.
she want ah wedding ring she merried to the dick.
some say i'm hoeish;some say i'm arrogant some say i'm cocky;
some say i aint shit but i got good dick,good dick, good dick,good dick
some say i'm hoeish;some say i'm arrogant some say i'm cocky;
some say i aint shit but i got good dick,good dick,
good dick,good dick
Grade \"A\" dick; i'm talking top chef
millionaire dick: I'm talking bout myself this that Oh'10;this aint that Oh'7 take careof problems; dick like medicine. yeah,i talk shit; cuhz i can back it up or i can fuck again,every hoe that i done fucked real(?) when i'm in the guts finesse 'em from the back; kill em in the buck
na she sweatin me ; since i fucked her good. say don't like me drunk; she like she sucking wood.
dickk too good i can sell mine
#1 pick; talking first round.
some say i'm hoeish;some say i'm arrogant some say i'm cocky;
some say i aint shit but i got good dick,good dick, good dick,good dick
some say i'm hoeish;some say i'm arrogant some say i'm cocky;
some say i aint shit but i got good dick,good dick,
good dick,good dick
could be ah pornstar; star in my own flick i got amazing head; but even better dick.she call me t-bone; dick is super thickshe say her last man was like a toothpick . she love when i beat her; she will slit her wrist . energizer bunny; dick wil never quit. put on my headstone ; he died with good dick
Plies Baby, Lemme see if I can do it again homie,
Dis time I'm gonna do it with my little homie pleasure and trey songs on dis one baby
You got me saying
My, my, my, my, my, my, my
Shawty looks good tonight
Look at my shawty, look at my shawty, look at my shawty yea yeah
From the first time we made love I knew you was my shawty
And when I did that pitch You always had my back
'cause you are my Shawty
That's why I don't mind caking up with you
'cause you are my Shawty
Girl I love all the freaky things we do
'cause you are my Shawty
I don't call her shawty no mo I call ha my buss it baby
Told if she ever gave it to me I was gonna run ha crazy
Gave ha some of dis sweet meat Now I got ha craving
Felt sorry for my baby how I left ha shaking
Told ha don't move let me wipe you off baby Kissed ha in ha mouth and told ha I love how she take it
Put ha head on my chest and fell asleep necked She was shy when I met ha Now she participating
Keep the lights on so I can see that she amazing Sexy as hell I love to watch ha while she
bathing Come and wake me up to help ha when she shaving She my buss it baby She smile when I say it
She got me saying
My, my, my, my, my, my, my
Shawty looks good tonight
Look at my shawty, look at my shawty, look at my shawty yea yeah
From the first time we made love I knew you was my shawty
And when I did that pitch You always had my back 'cause you are my Shawty
That's why I don't mind caking up with you
'cause you are my Shawty
Girl I love all the freaky things we do
'cause you are my Shawty
You know she bad 'cause she walk with ha nose in the air
She fine in everything
Don't even matter what she wear
To get ha started I just run my fingers through ha hair
You know it's mine 'cause she let me give it to ha bare
I broke bread with ha just to show ha a goon care
What I love about bay she turn me on anywhere
You know she bad shit You can't help but stare
I know I had ha when she told me bay I don't share
I told ha me neither I don't put my tongue everywhere
She asked me was it good to me I told ha
HELL YEA I had to teach ha a little bit I took ha from a square
I put my stamp on it It's all mine I made it clear
She got me saying
My, my, my, my, my, my, my
Shawty looks good tonight
Look at my shawty, look at my shawty, look at my shawty yea yeah
From the first time we made love I knew you was my shawty
And when I did that pitch
You always had my back
'cause you are my Shawty
That's why I don't mind caking up with you
'cause you are my Shawty
Girl I love all the freaky things we do
'cause you are my Shawty...Shawty we can do it all night
We can do it all day Shawty want you come and let me get some of your foreplay
We can do it all night
They mad on me,...
What they do, they pocket watchin
They’re counting money, I’m bottle poppin
What they do, they pocket watchin
Gotta pocket watchin, they pocket watchin
What they do, they pocket watchin
They mad on me, ‘cause they ain’t got it
What they do, they pocket watchin.
A money feed it,... gotta same weather
... black and... a hair, what...
So better... yeah so better
I replace her, sweet love...
Chorus:
They mad at me,...
What they do, they pocket watchin
They’re counting money, I’m bottle poppin
What they do, they pocket watchin
Gotta pocket watchin, they pocket watchin
What they do, they pocket watchin
They mad atme, ‘cause they ain’t got it
What they do, they pocket watchin.
They pocket watchin bigga boo
... party b*tche... the ravenue
The... a hundred...
I’m the... in front of... they f*ck money
Then twitter... I ain’t f*ck the...
[Chorus:]
I’m in the... ain’t got a...
The white b*tch she got a...
We’re f*cking though, she from the sub board
I got to...
I’m like Peter Jackson... nigga hates you when... most niggas.
I?m sick of this shit dawg, I?m tired of bein? broke
I wanna live like da rich folks
I want da house with da big boat
I wanna wake up one mornin? and got a 74
I?m sick of this shit dawg, I?m tired of bein? broke
I wanna live like da rich folks
I want da house with da big boat
I wanna wake up one mornin? and got a 74
I?m tryin? to stay hood but I ain?t tryin? to die here
I need to be able to spend money without fear
The kinda money I can ball for da whole year
I wanna crib so big I can disappear
I want da marble floors with da hangin? chandelier
I need to be able to drink yak instead of beer
I don?t want a deck behind my house dog I want a peir
I want a walk in closest, closet full of gear
I wanna be able to buy 4 new whips every year
Can?t leave da T.V. runnin? dawg while I ain?t here
I ain?t gotta worry bout da bills cus da money dere
I?m trynna live like da rich folks up in here
I?m sick of this shit dawg, I?m tired of bein? broke
I wanna live like da rich folks
I want da house with da big boat
I wanna wake up one mornin? and got a 74
I?m sick of this shit dawg, I?m tired of bein? broke
I wanna live like da rich folks
I want da house with da big boat
I wanna wake up one mornin? and got a 74
When a nigga tell you he likes sellin? dope he a damn lier
Cus if he didn?t he?d sell dope for no price
We just willin? to take chances and get by
Ain?t like we like to do it, we gotta sell by
Cus if you don? there? a good chance you goin? to die
All we need is a lil money and we alright
Cus most niggas just want a pie of the good life
The worst feelin? is the shit you can? buy
What?s fillet mignon when you ain?t got da money to try
All dat miracle shit don?t work for my kind
One thing about us we like to shine
Guess you shouldn?t expect shit if you don? wanna grind
I?m sick of this shit dawg, I?m tired of bein? broke
I wanna live like da rich folks
I want da house with da big boat
I wanna wake up one mornin? and got a 74
I?m sick of this shit dawg, I?m tired of bein? broke
I wanna live like da rich folks
I want da house with da big boat
I wanna wake up one mornin? and got a 74
Fuck hood rich, I wanna be rich for real
I don?t want no gun I want a million fuckin? dollar crib
Be in mind, brand new and sittin? on the hill
Walk into my son?s room, you can?t tell if it?s mine or his
I want my son to be the first one wit a wheel
Send him to college and pay it up for four years
Let the streets be mad and tell him he ain?t real
The motherfuckers hate you when good is how you live
Cus nine days broke is what da streets call real
The same mother fuckers who cant pay their fuckin? bills
Take it from me bein? broke, that ain?t trill
It feels even better bein? worth a couple mil
I?m sick of this shit dawg, I?m tired of bein? broke
I wanna live like da rich folks
I want da house with da big boat
I wanna wake up one mornin? and got a 74
I?m sick of this shit dawg, I?m tired of bein? broke
I wanna live like da rich folks
I want da house with da big boat
[Hook]
Already told ya dawg, Imma button ya ass
Nigga sizing me dawg, something I will not have
Swear to god on a stack of bibles, I'm off ya ass
Fuck around wit me, you gone get that shit bag
Already done told ya dawg, Imma button ya ass
Nigga sizing me dawg, something I will not have
Swear to god on a stack of bibles, I'm off ya ass
Fuck around wit me, you gone get that shit bag
[Verse 1]
Woke up this mornin hired me a lawyer
Told him be ready to bail me out, when I call ya
Next bitch that play wit me, I'mma off em
When I pull my fire, you can gone chalk em
Nigga do somethin to me, you crazy fuck
Ain't no fakin over here, I'm shootin yo ass up
Playin them gangsta games will get yo ass bust
Go and tell yo momma, Go and pick the church
I'll put that muthafuckin yoppa right in yo gut
Next time you see me in these streets, I'm on high alert
So go and come wit that bullshit and leave bust
Betta make sure your ready before you pull a stunt
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Try me I bet I leave yo ass in a pamper
First bitch get outta line I'm makin an example
Thinkin bout tryin me, you better go an cancel
Kill one of you bitch niggas, that's my final answer
Have you pissin and shittin in the same bag nigga
Set yo ass on fire with this fo' nigga
Spec the room where I'mma leave yo ass stank nigga
And ain't leavin that house if I ain't got my pistol
Keep playin you gonna get yo muthafuckin issue
Fuckin with the wrong nigga get yo ass crippled
Come from under my shirt shoot straight missles
Make you a part of that shit bag family nigga
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I Ain't argugin and I ain't talkin shit out
Fuck talkin nigga let's gone shoot it out
You niggas playin like you is, this ain't what you bout
Being pussy I never have and never will
I ain't shooting to scare nigga I'm shootin to kill
Been bout that life nigga, I been trill
Tell you niggas straight up, Shit been real
You ain't ready to leave then you betta chill
You niggas talkin that shit, better know yo choppa skills
Cause yo muthafuckin brains will get spilled
Fuckin round wit me will get yo cap peeled
Better play wit somebody else if you wanna live
[Hook]
[Chorus:]
Ask The Niggaz In The Streets Who They Anticipatin
I Had To Deal With The Crackers Sorry To Keep You Waitin
I'm Outta Jail Now Witness History In The Makin
Aint No Secret No Mo Im The Most Anticipated [Repeat]
[Verse 1:]
Ya'll Niggaz Talkin That Shit But What Yo Money Like
Cause I Can Go Whip Fa Whip Nigga An Ice Fa Ice
And Half U Niggaz Talkin Gutta Aint Got Stripes
How It Feel To Be Rappin Anotha Nigga Life
You Say Anotha Mothafuckin Word I Dont Like
N I'll End Yo Career Nigga By The Night
You Wonder Why These Niggaz Aint Sellin Cause They All Hype
I Told You Niggaz If You Want The Streetz Then By Em Bac
You Better Keep Yo Mind Close Pussy Sit Tight
And From Here On Out If U Do Sumthin U Betta Ask
I Got The Goons And The Hoes Nigga On Ice
To All The Real Niggaz In The Streetz Walk Like
[Chorus:]
Ask The Niggaz In The Streets Who They Anticipatin
I Had To Deal With The Crackers Sorry To Keep You Waitin
I'm Outta Jail Now Witness History In The Makin
Aint No Secret No Mo Im The Most Anticipated [Repeat]
[Verse 2:]
Pussy Ass Niggaz Mad Cause Im Hotter Then Fish Grease
The Most Anticipated Nigga In The Fuckin Streetz
I Got The Bootleggers Prayin On Me To Leak
You Aint Embarrased Nigga What You Sold The First Week
Then Pull The Plug On You Fuck Niggaz U Can Eat
You Betta Make Sho U A Real Nigga Fo U Speak
15 Thousand Dollars A Show And I Aint On Tv
Can Name 7 States Aint A Nigga Hotter Than Me
Cause 99% Of You Fuck Niggaz Aint G
And When I Drop Pussy Azz Niggaz We Gone See
Im Gettin Closer And Closer You Niggaz Cant Sleep
It's Alot Of You Fake Ass Niggaz But It's Only One Of Me
[Chorus:]
Ask The Niggaz In The Streets Who They Anticipatin
I Had To Deal With The Crackers Sorry To Keep You Waitin
I'm Outta Jail Now Witness History In The Makin
Aint No Secret No Mo Im The Most Anticipated [Repeat]
[Verse 3:]
I'm The Mothafuckin Nigga The Streets Waitin On
And I Done Spared U Pussys And Rap Niggaz To Long
The Only Mothafuckin Nigga Who Sell Is By The Goon
Nigga Was Hot Fa 4 Months And Now He Gone
Been The Hottest Nigga In The Streetz 3 Years Strong
And I Aint Sold A Fuckin Record Or A Ringtone
But I Sell Out Shows Everytime I Perform
You Pussy Ass Niggaz Fear Me Let It Be Known
A Dog Call Me From Prison He Told Me To Bring It Home
Told Me They Love Me, They Talk Bout Me All Day Long
Everytime He Call Me 20 Niggaz Jump On The Phone
Tell Me How Much They Luv Me And Sang Every Song
[Chorus:]
Ask The Niggaz In The Streets Who They Anticipatin
I Had To Deal With The Crackers Sorry To Keep You Waitin
I'm Outta Jail Now Witness History In The Makin
Aint No Secret No Mo Im The Most Anticipated [Repeat]yea its ur gurl netta holdin it down for my brother plies
[Hook: Plies]
Better ride with your fire
Stay ya ass home
Why?
Becasue you in a muthafuckin chopper zone!
And any SECOND A nigga LIABLE TO cut them choppers on.
Why?
Cuz you in a mutha fuckin chooper zone!
Where thEM jack boyz hang an where da goonz roam
Why?
Cuz you in a muthafuckin chopper zone!
Keep one in tha chamber cuz cockin it take too long!
Why?
Cuz you in a muthafuckin chopper zone!
[Verse 1:]
The crackers got a law called 10-20-life
The streets got a law called ride wit your fire
A street nigga so the street law I live by
In these streets nigga only the smart survive
[gunshots]
The crackers got a law called 10-20-life
The streets got a law called ride wit your fire
A street nigga so the street law I live by
In these streets nigga only the smart survive
Cuz where the weak an the pussy niggas get tried
Thug niggas don't respect money they respect fire
So if got to you better stay strapped or die
Better walk light and keep your head on tha swivel
Make sure you stay at arms reach on ya pistol
Don't let him fool ya keep ya eye on the young nigga
Keep thinkin he sweet and he gon be the bitch ta kill ya
And if you pull it ya betta use it, thats all I gotta tell ya
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
If you aint from around here you betta keep ya doors locked
With your windows wound up with your shit cocked
Cuz them crackers gon have you on the news at six'o' clock
Slumped over in your shit with a head shot
Cuz if it look sweet niggas tryin off top
The last four days around here a bitch done got shot
And all you see is yellow tape and white chalk
Thats where the doors get kicked, heads get bussed
And run your dick sucker live will get you clapped up
Cuz them hot slugs will fill yo lil ass up
So if you think it look fishy you better buss
Cuz you in a chopper zone and choppers is a must
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
The funeral home down here nigga its big business
I aint seen a fight in five years boy niggas spittin
When niggas shoot choppers hard to do too much missin
Niggas gettin up on ya ass now, aint no long distance
You see a nigga bend that corner you better start shippin
Cuz its too late to move when that thang start rippin
Dont take nothin but one of them hot ones to leave yo ass finished
And that lil mouth you got on you gon leave yo azz drippin!
[Hook: until end]
Ay dog dis one here for all mutha fuckin niggaz dats locked up dog
all my niggaz who biddn in prison my nigga a lot of niggaz
forgot about cha but I aint forgot about cha
I got some niggaz in prison dat aint comin home
and dey main hoe done put a block on da phone
an all da niggaz dey was runnin
Wit done left em lone
mutha fuckas foget bout cha when ya bidin Long
What can a young nigga 19 do wit 40 yrs
Not a muh'fuckin thang but hope for an appeal
Dem crackas givin niggaz mo time den dey done lived
Where im from deez crackas hidin niggaz at da crib
I asked my homeboy how da fuck do you do 40
He told me you just do it u dont think about it
Dem crackas dont sell liq in prison u gotta think bout it
but like he told me time aint tha thang hurts tha most
The mu fuckas dat forget bout cha that u thought was close
If he had to do it all again he woudnt even take it 2 da doe
I told he aint got to tell me cuz I already know
He thought he had hiself some soldiers on da front row
Well like told him you aint breakin bread no mo
N deez streets dawg dats all a bitch care 4
Da real niggaz n deez streets are at an all time low
And deez hoes and homeboys aint ridin no moe
Nobody care about cha when u aint got shit to give
But when ya got it they love ya while ya out of here
They waz my niggaz when they waz out n they my niggaz now
Right now they need me the most so I got to help em out
I turn my back on em dat mean im da pussy nigga den
and me bein flaw is somthing I dont believe in
there's niggaz everyday dats gettin lost n da system
Tha fucked up part about dont nobody miss em
Own brother cant even tell me where the crackas shipped em
Told me that wit a straight face and kept dippin
Im looking at dog like man dis pussy nigga trippin
Ya own brotha ya cant tell me where tha crackas shipped em
*Love* dont love nobody da streetz fucked up
Dats why I pray everyday dat I don't get jammed up
To b honest witcha im scared to find out wats wat
Tha ones that let ya down the ones ya loved so much
Wat happin to niggaz acceptin a couple phone calls
and wat happin to niggaz sendin flicks to dey dawg
Ya dawg down bad right now gone break em off
Ya got to answer his calls for yall to even talk
i aint like yo can call him shitt wen ya wanna talk
Som niggaz doin time right now dat aint dey fault
in dis world it's a black law n its a white law
A street nigga dawg we don't die of old age
A street nigga dawg we die 1 or three wayz
We get shot, die in prison , or we die of aids
I kno its already written how imma leave here one day
But all da niggaz locked up I pray 4 ya every day
Ay dawg itz a lot of good mu fuckin niggaz locked up dawg
Its a lot of niggaz dats locked up dat wen dey wuz out of here
My nigga dey took care of a lot of u mu fuckas man
Made sure a lot of yall waz good dawg its a lot of niggaz doin tyme
Becuz of some of da mu fuckas out here dawg
N now wen a nigga get locked up man
Yall cant make sure dawg got cantine money
Yall cant make sure yall send dawg flicks man
Yall cant cept dawg fone calls man
Ya put a block on da phone cuz ya fuckin anotha nigga man
Dawg keep it real wit ya self homie
If dawg looked out 4 ya n took care of u my nigga
For 2 3 years while u waz out of here dawg
This here a message homie to anybody who possibly gon' be in the
club that I'm goin' in tonight homie... You better gon' head & get'cha
shine on before I get to the club dog...
Let me think tonight, what I'mma do at the club?
Might show up tonight, just to throw dubs
Or I might buy the bar to fuck wit' the scrubs
How I feel tonight shawty I am the club
Let me think tonight, what I'mma do at the club?
Might show up tonight, just to throw dubs
Or I might buy the bar to fuck wit' the scrubs
How I feel tonight shawty I am the club
Parked the whip out front jumped out stuntin'
Neck full of jewels whole pocket full of money
All the goons around me so you know I'm comin'
Half a brick in my pocket ten stacks on me
Better let me ball you don't want no problem homie
Last problem in the club somebody start dumpin'
I'm the main attraction y'all peons
Got a dope boy knot on me, no one's
Came through the side do', slid wit' my gun
Somebody daughter gettin' it the question which one
'Gnaced up and on good 'dro, body numb
Let me show you how a real goon have fun
Y'all in trouble tonight we got the club locked
We ain't dancin' over here all we do is bop
One thang fa sho we got them hammers cocked
Look at all the dimes sweat us, they comin' by the flock
Look at the lil' hater over there, got him hot
Seen him lookin' at me so I held up a knot
I don't know if you know homie I run the spot
And don't 'cha play wit' me, you ain't got enough shots
Order mine straight up, drank it on the rocks
Been in the club five minutes and done closed shop
How can one nigga be this gotdamn hot?
I don't know if it's me it might be the watch
Slid through the club late all I need is a hour
Like they told me lil' homie money is power
Ran the streets all day I'm fresh out the shower
Watch how a goon rock let me show you my volume
Check my track record homie all I beat is stallions
I done smashed already shit you can have her
If you want her better catch her better gon' snatch her
Want straight animals over here, no hackers
Better put the cuffs on her 'fore the goons pack her
When we leave the club watch you follow after
Y'all ain't groupies baby stop bein' embarrassed
(feat. T.I.)
Ay homie, Man My Grandma Told Me Dog, Plies Sit Down Sumwhere Money Ain't Everythang. I Told Her Shitd How U Kno U Ain't Neva Had Nutn
[Chorus:]
I'm Allergic To Broke, I'm Addicted To Stuntin', I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes N I'm N Luv Wit Money, Im N Love Wit Money(Money), Im N Love Wit Money(Money), Im N Luv Wit Money(Money), Im N Luv Wit Money(Money).
[Verse 1:] Plies
Call Me What U Want Bet U Can't Call Me Broke. You Pussy Ass Niggas Yall Who I Hustle For. U In Dese Street N U Ain't Getn Money U A Joke! I Got Fuck Up Money Nigga Money To Blow! U Throw Yours In Da Air I Throw Mines On Da Flo'. U Talk About Money I Kno How To Get It Though. I'ma Get Money N I'ma Die Two Thangs For Sho'. U Either Sell Dope Or Rob U Kno How It Go. I Grind For 20 Hours Nigga N Sleep 4. I Got Da 26's I Want DA 8's Though. I Got Five WHips I Want Five Mo'. I'm N Luv Wit Money Muthafuck A Hoe!
[Chorus: x2]
I'm Allergic To Broke, I'm Addicted To Stuntin', I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes N I'm N Luv Wit Money, Im N Love Wit Money(Money), Im N Love Wit Money(Money), Im N Luv Wit Money(Money), Im N Luv Wit Money(Money).
[Verse 2: T.I.]
Everythang From Dis Dro I Blow, Da 24's I Sit. Up Under Dis New Whip I Can't Get It From A Bitch. U Kno Da First Gone Cum N Da Bills Be Due. One Day Da ? Gone Cum N Til Dey Do Im Gone Get, Meals On Top Of Meals. Damn How A Hata Feel. Dey Talkin About It, Im Tryna Get It Forreal. Hey Dey Pretendin About It But I Can Get It Forreal. I Done Slung Every Drug U Can Deal.(Yeah) Plenty Times I Could've Been Killed, But Not Only Did I Live U Should See How Niggas Live. Gotta Water Flood Problem, Dey Both Back At Her Crib, Move In Wit Denzel N Da Nigga Actin Forreal. I Used To Not Have It To Spend But Now I Got It To Give. 96 Impala N Challengin Niggas To Steal. My Neck Gone Swell, Everythang On Chill. Ima Ball Til I Fall Keyword UNTIL. Yeah.
[Chorus: x2]
I'm Allergic To Broke, I'm Addicted To Stuntin', I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes N I'm N Luv Wit Money, Im N Love Wit Money(Money), Im N Love Wit Money(Money), Im N Luv Wit Money(Money), Im N Luv Wit Money(Money).
[Verse 3: Plies]
If U Can Count It N Ya Hands U Ain't Got Enough. I Want A Money Machine To Count Mines Brah. I'm Tired Of Da Shoe Box I Wanna See Money Trucks. U Everythang Wit Money Witout It Ya Fuck! Talk To A Broke Nigga I Bet His Lyf Rough, Talk To A Rich Nigga I Bet He Cheer Ya Up. I Don't Need No Homeboys I Need My Pockets Stuffed. Cuz Im Runnin Out Of Time Nigga Im N A Rush. Cuz Its A Fucked Up Feeling To Ya Pockets Touch. U Gettin A Quarter Now, U Shoot For A Bird. U Got Ya First Stack Now Hustle For A Third. Cuz Money Make Da World Go Round If U Ain't Heard. If I EVa Go To Prison Money Gone Be Da Reason. And If Im Lyin God, Stop me From Breathin. Im Tryin To Live Good, Homie Im Tired Of Strugglin' N To Be Honest Wit Ya Dog Im Tired Of Hustlin'.
[Chorus: x2]
I'm Allergic To Broke, I'm Addicted To Stuntin', I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes N I'm N Luv Wit Money, Im N Love Wit Money(Money), Im N Love Wit Money(Money), Im N Luv Wit Money(Money), Im N Luv Wit Money(Money).
[Akon:] Convict!
[Plies:] Plies!
[Akon:] Convict...Music...and you know we a front.
[Chorus: Akon]
I see you windin n grindin up on that pole,
I kno u see me lookin' at you and you already kno
I wanna fuck you, you already know, i wanna fuck you, you already kno
[Verse 1: Plies]
I wanna sit u ????
and show u what a real nigga wit money do
I'm caked up and well respected wit shit to prove
to be straight up with cha I wanna fuck u
I'm a street nigaa so u kno I aint ???
want u to bust it open so I can drop tht dick in ya
I'm thug nd x-rated plus I'm a real nigga
I wanna lay tht pussy I dont want ur fone numba
I wanna take u to the crib and fuck u to sleep
I let u get a lil rest and wake u up and beat
I bet a stack u aint met a nigga fuck betta than me
and I have bitches swear 2 god I was on three
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Snoop]
Money in the air as mo feel grad you by your coat tail take you to the motel, hoe sale,
dont tell, wont tell, baby said I dont talk dogg but she told on me, oh well,
take a picture wit me, what the flick gon do, baby stick to me & ima stick on u,
if u pick me then ima pick on you, d-o-double g and im here to put this dick on you,
I'm stuck on pussy n urs is right, wrip ridinin them poles and them doors is tight
and ima get me a shot for the end of the night cuz pussy is pussy and baby ur pussy for life.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Plies]
Let me fill u up wit liquor and fuck it out cha,
lay u flat on ur back and get tht noise out ya,
feel it in ya stomach tearin tht back up out cha
I wanna hear u moan baby I wanna hear u holla,
dont worry about ya hair do I'll shoot u a few dollas,
just when u start ridin me get on them toes for me,
I dont like a quiet fuck so tell me how u want it,
u needa act like its yurr dick while u on it,
I kno I'mma freak baby nd im luvin dat,
now I needa get u on the same level where im at,
but when I get ya out there aint no turnin back,
and I'mma take u from likin' it to lovin sex.
[Chorus]
[Verse 4: Plies]
And if the pussy good I'll fuck ya a week straight,
and meet ya at ya crib and fuck u on ya lunch break,
cuz I'mma stay up in dat pussy till ur numb babe,
and put tears in yur eyes and a smile on ya face,
gimme dat pussy one time thts all it takes,
and I'mma treat u like a big girl okayy,
and I can tell u even then i can see ya legs shake,
and at tht point imma give it to u all the way,
cuz I'mma make u wanna fuck me erryday,
fuck me at ya own risk is wht I'm tryenna say,
cuz I'mma have ur nose? wide open after dis,
nd make ur panties get wet wen u think about the dick,
u wanna leave me alone but u cant quit,
wheneva I aint in that pussy u feel sick,
the more times I get it the better it get,
so next time u see me think about dis.
[Chorus]
[Verse 5: Akon]
Shorty I can see u aint lonely handfull of niggas n they all got cheese,
so u lookin at me now whats it gonna be just another tease far as I can see,
tryin get u up out this club if it means spendin' a couple dubs,
throwin bout 30 stacks in the back make it rain like that cuz I'm far from a scrub,
u kno my pedigree, ex-deala use to move phetamines,
girl I spend money like it dont mean nuthin n besides I got a thing for u.
[Chorus]
[Verse 6: Snoop]
Mobbin' through club in low pressin im sittin in the back in the smokers section (just smokin),
birds eye, I got a clear view, you cant see me but I can see u (baby I see u),
its cool we jet the mood is set,
your pussy is wet u rubbin your back and touchin your neck,
ur body is movin' u humpin' n jumpin' ur titties is bouncin' u smilin' n grinin' n lookin at me.
[Verse 7: Akon]
Girl n while your looking at me im ready to hit the caddy right up on the patio move the patty to the caddy,
baby u got a phatty the type i like to marry wantin to just give u everythin n thats kinda scary,
cuz I'm lovin the way you shake your ass , bouncin', got me tippin' my glass,
lil' mully dont get caught up to fast but i got a thing for you.
[Chorus x2]
[Akon:] Girl...
I Need Me A Bitch That Pussy Smell Like Water, Nice Tight Wet Pussy Wit No Odor,Before you
take them panties off i question fo ya all i wanna know if that pussy smell like water.
I dont care when you get it her pussy still smell the same period just went off and you cant
smell a thang pussy smell den touch like she was thirteen clean pretty pussy make a nigga get
off the chain fuck her when she leave the club pussy smell the same pretty face and a clean
pussy a nigga dream pussy smell like water a get ya on the team i wanna freak ya and fuck ya i
aint tryna smell ya wanna raise that lil pussy and take care i can deal wit it but i pefer it
without the hair you fuckin one that got water you betta keep her there i find me one that got
water she aint goin no were.
I Need Me a Bitch That Pussy Smell Like Water,
Nice Tight Wet Pussy Wit No Odor,Before You take them panties off i got a question fo ya all i
wanna know if that pussy smell like water.
Wanna be able to fuck you in the car wit all the windows closed aint gotta worry bout the
scent fuckin wit my nose love the smell of fresh pussy dont smell old jump right out that pussy
and put back on her cloths could've just den fucked and you've neva known cant even smell that
pussy that whats i love though that pussy got a lil scent on it then you gotta go that pussy
smell like water that mean them eyes low i stick my fanger in that pussy thats what i look fo
so if that pussy aint right then baby ima know a clean pussy make a nigga wanna fuck you mo yo
pussy neva get stank that mean u blessed though.
I Need Me A Bitch That Pussy Smell Like Water,
Nice Tight Wet Pussy Wit No Odor,Before You Take them panties off i gotta question fo ya all i
wanna know if that pussy smell like water.
I wonder if it got hair on it or if its clean shaved I can picture how that thang smell and
how it taste wanna get on my knees and look at it in the face betcha i can can make them lips
down there glaze wanna sit by the tub baby and watch ya bathe stick my hand under the water and
touch ya in the right place and get in there wit ya baby and make our own ways drop the soap
and watch ya reach and grab ya by ya waist how ya moanin baby i i can tell i gotcha dazed tryna
run i wont let ya we stuck together babe and with or without i streach my arms can handle it
either way long as that pussy smell like water then we ok...
I Need Me a Bitch That Pussy Smell Like Water,
Nice Tight wet Pussy Wit No Odor,Before You Take Them panties off i got a question fo ya all i
Intro]
(J-J-J-J-J.R.)
I never knew you felt like that baby
I never knew you felt like that
The pleasure's all mine
[Chorus: Ashanti]
Oh boy I think of you, on two occasions
That's when I want it (that's when I want it)
That's when I need it (that's when I need it)
You know I think of you, on two occasions
That's when I want it (that's when I want it)
That's when I need it (that's when I need it)
Hey, heyyyy
[Plies]
I think it's so cute, how you use me
Whenever you want sex, I'm who you come see
I'm the one you call when yo' body on E
You need a refill, I who you come see
They give you 87, I give you 93
Premium top of the line, straight deep
Say it again in my ear (Plies you a beast)
How can one this gutter be so sweet?
Whatever you want, baby it's my treat
All I want from you is to let me go deep
I'm on call for you seven days a week
Sex on delivery, S.O.D.
[Chorus]
[Plies]
When she think about me, she get so wet
Everytime she want she send me a text
Do I want it tonight? Baby, yes~!
Between her legs, she is so blessed
She's the best thing in the bed that I've met
You need a good juke, be my guest
Cause whatever you want I'm at your request
Until I get to you baby I can't rest
All I can thank about is feelin your sweat
Playin in your hair, and feelin your flesh
Watchin you, as you undress
I'm yo' goon, you my goonette
[Chorus]
[Plies]
I'm sleepin, I feel yo' hand inside my boxers
Baby it's five in the mornin you rubbin on Oscar~!
Know if you wake him up it's gon' be problems
I know you playin with what'cha ya want so I won't stop ya
Just let me open up my eyes so I can watch it
You want a dose of yo' medicine you wanna see the doctor
Go on take 'em off, so I can gon' lock ya
I call you momma, you call me poppa
I wanna make you tonight my baby momma
A scent like water, mean no aroma
Come a little closer so I can put it on ya
You my property, I'm yo' owner
[Chorus]
[Outro: Ashanti]
Baby, oh yeahhhh
Hoh hohhhh
Yeahhh hahh yeahhhh
What?s ha?enin? baby?
Let ya lil' whoa Plies tell you what?s goin? on wit a man
My hands been gettin? me in a lot of trouble lately so
Please excuse my hands
They just wanna touch
They just wanna feel
They don?t mean no harm
Baby, just excuse my hands
Baby, please excuse my hands
I apologize, they have a one track mind
To squeeze on your behind
Baby, just excuse my hands
Please excuse my hands
Wit my hands I can make you do a lot of things
Have you engagin? in some activities you can?t explain
Leave my fingerprints on every inch yo? damn frame
Wit this one finger I can make you get off the chain
Get that lick, gimme my hands, they get they own brains
They wanna touch ya, they wanna rub ya, they wanna feel yo? frame
Run my hands through yo? hair and go against yo? grain
Let me message ya baby and help ya ease ya pain
You wanna get comfortable?
Take your shorts off, I can help you change
Wanna take my hands off, but I can?t, they just gon? call yo' name
If I can?t squeeze and I can?t hold ya it don?t feel the same
It ain?t my fault baby, my hands' the one to blame
Please excuse my hands
They just wanna touch
They just wanna feel
They don?t mean no harm
Baby, just excuse my hands
Baby, please excuse my hands
I apologize, they have a one track mind
To squeeze on your behind
Baby, just excuse my hands
Please excuse my hands
I?ma do ya like this and do ya like that
I promise you gon? like the way I touch on you
So jump up in dis Benz and let the seat back
I promise you gon' like da way I feel on you
I?m do ya ?til yo? body say ?ooh?
I?ma do it til yo' mouth breathes ?no more?
I said, ?Excuse my hands,? she said "Boy stop playin?
Come make love to yo' number one fan, hello"
(Please excuse my hands)
Before I kiss ya or make love to ya, I wanna touch
Can you please face the wall? You 'bout to get strip searched
My hands talkin? to me, they want now what?s under yo' skirt
Let me be the one that do the honors, help you wit yo? shirt
My hands don?t like to be unemployed, they like to work
I been told my hands a little mannish, they like to flirt
God knows women the sexy thing he put on this Earth
My hand cravin? yo' little sweet body and it?s gettin' worse
I wanna thank you and your body for helpin? me write this verse
My hands'll never leave yo? body, baby they so loyal
Do me a favor, look on the dresser and grab that baby oil
Ain?t got to be the one that do it, my hands gon? spoil ya
Please excuse my hands
They just wanna touch
They just wanna feel
They don?t mean no harm
Baby, just excuse my hands
Baby, please excuse my hands
I apologize, they have a one track mind
To squeeze on your behind
Baby, just excuse my hands
Please excuse my hands
Keep doin? it, keep doin? it, keep doin? it to me
Keep doin? it, keep doin? it, I swear I?ll never leave
Keep doin? it, keep doin? it, keep doin? it shawty shawty
Woke up in the spot
Oh yeah the boy?s on fire
Plies - Go Off
Chorus:
I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Verse 1:
Ho don't wait 1 mother fucking minute
N ain tryna hear shit cause I'm on dis Henne'y
N tell that fuck ass nigga I'll kill him
N please don't touch my shit with that shimmy
It ain't 4 5 racks then it ain't no candy
That dog ass ho she just like her mammy
Da tires on da old school nigga these skinny
N most of these rap ass niggas too friendly
Da ghost paid for mother fucker it ain't rented
I talk that killer shit cause it's in me
U know u can hustle, get it back nigga spend it
Cause I'm known to go off at any mother fucking minute
Chorus:
Nigga cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Verse 2:
U better what how u talk to me bitch
Cause I'll go smooth slap off in fis bitch
Come at me da wrong way n watch me clip it
Y'all dry snitches ass niggas make me sick
Ain bite my tongue when I was on my dick
A pod ass nigga get slapped right in his shit
N ion even speak to niggas who ain't in my click
N ain take no shit way back when I was a jit
N u don't wanna c me get 38 hot
Fuck around n give u pussy niggas 38 shots
N all these fuck niggas talk that talk
But these niggas don't wanna c me go off
Chorus:
Nigga cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Hook:
Cause I nut up I nut up
N y'all fuck niggas know that I nut up (2x)
Chorus:
Nigga cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
[Chorus:]
I'm talkin' slow ho, cause I'm drunk ho,
I've been balling in dis bitch since I hit the door ho
I'm the shit ho, I'm tellin you what I know ho
N ain't none of these pussy ass niggas me ho!
[X2]
I'm on this bottle bitch thinkin bout a lot of shit
I'm thinking Keri right now fuck a model bitch
I'm with my squad hold deez niggas like the rope bitch
They like a peel in dey drink or in they nose bitch
I'm in the corner with my shooters on some low shit
We sittn there talking bout money n sum mo shit
When you on dat hoe shit, we own that dough shit
Don't ask us bout it nigger cause we don't no shit
If you ain't broke bread then don't you pow shit
And don't you grab on me got on my new shit
N since I feel good, I brought the shooters out...
N since the haters out I brought the goons out...
[Chorus:]
I'm talkin' slow ho, cause I'm drunk ho,
I've been balling in dis bitch since I hit the door ho
I'm the shit ho, I'm tellin you what I know ho
N ain't none of these pussy ass niggas me ho!
[X2]
I'm getting loose now, but ain't slipping bruh
Dem hoes bounced on him, cause he ain't tipping, bruh
I got the dang on me walking like I'm limpin bro
I'm powin straight gas, but ain't sipping, bro
Bitch I'm in grind mode gotta get dis cash bro
You better fly straight, or you gonna be missing, bro
It be packed that, the whole club swole...
Gotta get my shine on, before this bitch closes
You got a man, ho, but he ain't me, ho
I ain't petty nigger, look at the key ho
He ain't like me, I know you wanna be, ho
He all off brand nigger, I'ma G, ho
[Chorus:]
I'm talkin' slow ho, cause I'm drunk ho,
I've been balling in dis bitch since I hit the door ho
I'm the shit ho, I'm tellin you what I know ho
N ain't none of these pussy ass niggas me ho!
[X2]
I got the male own me lookin like the post man
We are all da gangstas at lets hav a toast man
I've been goin hard, my whole body numb
Send me a goody pile feel like I need one
I get the bottles hit me hard me to leave hhun
My niggers smoked out, they're blowing tree hhunn
They all standin round looking like some leaves hhun
All street niggers look like we're in the league hhun
[Chorus:]
I'm talkin' slow ho, cause I'm drunk ho,
I've been balling in dis bitch since I hit the door ho
I'm the shit ho, I'm tellin you what I know ho
N ain't none of these pussy ass niggas me ho!
Shorty I wanna know if you come over
If you don't mind girl put your legs up on my shoulders
Don't lie, I can see it in your eyes
You want for you and I to do the freaky things you like
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on ya, put-put-put it on ya
Let's ride around the city, make love in the car
Let's get on the express way, let me tease you ma
And while you drive baby, I wanna taste your tongue
Pull in to rest area, and let me give you some
You ever been driving while your man made you cum?
I wanna hit and stay, I wanna hit and run
Let's pull the car over, and have a little fun
The AC working, so we ain't gotta bun
Can I lick it, can I stick it, can I touch it, can I grab it
Baby tell me can I have it? Ooh wee
Can I rub it, can I flip it, can I hold it, can I get it
Anyway I wanna get it
Shorty I wanna know if you come over
If you don't mind girl put your legs up on my shoulders
Don't lie, I can see it in your eyes
You want for you and I to do the freaky things you like
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on ya, put-put-put it on ya
If that don't work for ya, I got another idea
Ain't nobody home, so gon' come on over here
Let's play hide and seek, in our underwear
I find you, I can get it right there
You find me, then I get bare
Either way we both win, now that's fair
Whatever I gotta do to be with you oh yeah
You my queen, I'm your king, now that's a nice pair
Can I lick it, can I stick it, can I touch it, can I grab it
Baby tell me can I have it? Ooh wee
Can I rub it, can I flip it, can I hold it, can I get it?
Anyway I wanna get it
Shorty I wanna know if you come over
If you don't mind girl put your legs up on my shoulders
Don't lie, I can see it in your eyes
You want for you and I to do those freaky things you like
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on ya, put-put-put it on ya
Let grade you, give you a report card
Your first test is, can you get it hard?
Show me how good you communicate when we start
Today's pop quiz, define your hot spot
Wanna see how good your balance is on top
Give you an A+ if you don't stop
This a big test, you looking kinda shocked
Either you get promoted, or you get dropped
Your final exam, show me your wet box
Ain't no tattle teller, I keep my mouth locked
Make you an honor student, show me you back shot
You passed with flying colors, ooh that's a nice ooh wee
Shorty I wanna know if you come over
If you don't mind girl put your legs up on my shoulders
Don't lie, I can see it in your eyes
You want for you and I to do those freaky things you like
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on ya, put-put-put it on ya, ooh wee
(feat. T.I.)
Ay homie, Man My Grandma Told Me Dog,
Plies Sit Down Sumwhere Bwoi Money Ain't Everythang.
I Told Her Shit How you Kno you Ain't Neva Had Nun
[Chorus:]
I'm Allergic To Broke,
I'm Addicted To Stuntin',
I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes
Nd I'm N Luv Wit Money,
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money).
[Verse 1:] Plies
Call Me What U Want Bet U Can't Call Me Broke.
You Pussy Ass Niggas Yall Who I Hustle For.
U In Dese Street N U Ain't Getn Money U A Joke!
I Got Fuck Up Money Nigga Money To Blow!
U Throw Yours In Da Air I Throw Mines On Da Flo'.
U Talk About Money I Kno How To Get It Though.
I'ma Get Money N I'ma Die Two Thangs For Sho'.
U Either Sell Dope Or Rob U Kno How It Go.
I Grind For 20 Hours Nigga N Sleep 4.
I Got Da 26's I Want DA 8's Though.
I Got Five WHips I Want Five Mo'.
I'm N Luv Wit Money Muthafuck A Hoe!
[Chorus: x2]
I'm Allergic To Broke,
I'm Addicted To Stuntin',
I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes
Nd I'm N Luv Wit Money,
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money).
[Verse 2: T.I.]
Everythang From Dis Dro I Blow,
Da 24's I Sit. Up Under Dis New Whip I Can't Get It From A Bitch.
U Kno Da First Gone Cum N Da Bills Be Due. One Day Da Hurs
Gone Cum N Til Dey Do Im Gone Get, Meals On Top Of Meals.
Damn How A Hata Feel.
Dey Talkin About It,
Im Tryna Get It Forreal.
Hey Dey Pretendin About It But I Can Get It Forreal.
I Done Slung Every Drug U Can Deal
(Yeah) Plenty Times I Could've Been Killed,
But Not Only Did I Live U Should
See How Niggas Live.
Gotta Water Flood Property,
Dey Both Back At Her Crib,
Movie Wit Denzel N Da Nigga Actin Forreal.
I Used To Not Have It To Spend But
Now I Got It To Give.
96 Impala N Challengin Niggas To Steal.
My Neck Gone Swell,
Everythang On Chill.
Ima Ball Til I Fall Keyword UNTIL. Yeah.
[Chorus: x2]
I'm Allergic To Broke,
I'm Addicted To Stuntin',
I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes
Nd I'm N Luv Wit Money,
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money).
[Verse 3: Plies]
If U Can Count It N Ya Hands U Ain't Got Enough.
I Want A Money Machine To Count Mines Brah.
I'm Tired Of Da Shoe Box I Wanna See Money Trucks.
U Everythang Wit Money Witout It Ya Fuck!
Talk To A Broke Nigga I Bet His Lyf Rough,
Talk To A Rich Nigga I Bet He Cheer Ya Up.
I Don't Need No Homeboys
I Need My Pockets Stuffed.
Cuz Im Runnin Out Of Time Nigga Im N A Rush.
Cuz Its A Fucked Up Feeling To Ya Pockets Touch.
U Gettin A Quarter Now, U Shoot For A Bird.
U Got Ya First Stack Now Hustle For A Third.
Cuz Money Make Da World Go Round If U Ain't Heard.
If I EVa Go To Prison Money Gone Be Da Reason.
And If Im Lyin God, Stop me From Breathin.
Im Tryin To Live Good,
Homie Im Tired Of Strugglin'
N To Be Honest Wit Ya Dog Im Tired Of Hustlin'.
[Chorus: x2]
I'm Allergic To Broke,
I'm Addicted To Stuntin',
I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes
Nd I'm N Luv Wit Money,
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money).
[Intro]
Ay bra, I woke up this mornin bra
And I check my stash dawg (check my stash dawg)
And my cash was lookin truly beautiful (truly beautiful)
I think I'm goin out stuntin today (whaaaaat)
[Hook]
Watch dis
Man I can't wait for the summer
I'mma show you how to be a stunna
Watch dis
Pull up in a brand new hummer
Got it like 3 different colors
Watch dis
Stones on my neck and my wrist
Matchin the paint on my whip
Wha-wha-watch this
Take about 3 to the crib
Betcha don't do it like this
Watch dis
Man I can't wait for the summer
I'mma show you how to be a stunna
Watch dis
Pull up in a brand new hummer
Got it like 3 different colors
Watch dis
Stones on my neck and my wrist
Matchin the paint on my whip
Wha-wha-watch this, Watch this
[Verse 1]
I don't feel right, ain't got enough haters
Somebody send me some, so I can aggravate them
You ain't in my league dawg
You ain't got no fuckin paper
I done fucked her
I'mma let you chase her
Yo money ain't right dawg
Better stay yo ass home
I'm in my stunt mode
Better cut yours on
I broke a record throwin money, 20 straight songs
I got my hammer cocked
Pussy I'm in my fuckin zone (fuckin zone)
Just let me ask you sumthin, how you gonna rob a goon
Try me if you wanna, be a dead nigga comin soon
Somethin under my shirt (somethin under my shirt)
Will change your attitude
I lay my stunt down, give me some fuckin room
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Well since you brought it up, let's talk about money
That little shit you got, No real came from it
That shit you doin dawg
We call that shit frontin
Ol peon ass nigga, you ain't spent nothin
You niggas round here talkin
It's time to show something
You want it but can't afford it
Then you ain't really stuntin
Check my resume, nigga I'm known for dumpin
Park in front of the club, And left my shit runnin
Jack boys send em please so I can bun em
Touch me if you want, I bet them fuckin goons comin
That carbine 15 will leave yo pussy ass jumpin
Class in session nigga, Watch me and learn somethin
[Hook]
Watch this, this, this
(feat. Pleasure)
[Intro x2:]
Bet if i suck on dat pussy dat'll get you wet
An rub my hand on dat clit dat'll get you wet
And rub my tounge down ya neck dat'll get you wet
bet if i suck on dem tities bet dat'll get you wet
[Chorus: Pleasure]
I wanna lick you up (baby)
I wanna lick you down (baby)
I wanna make you scream (baby)
I wanna make you shout (baby)
I wanna put it in yo guts (baby)
I wanna make you nut (baby)
cuz all i wanna do is, cuz all i wanna do is
[Verse 1: Plies]
dont wanna fuck up ya panties you betta take em off
finna play wit dat pussy till i get ya moist, I cant fuck ya when ya dry cuz dat'll turn me off
if i can smell it den baby i dont put it in my mouth
i wanna suck on dem tities cuz dey look soft, n do me a favor an keep ya legs uncrossed so i can lay on ya dick out boxers off got ya bitin on ya lip
cause ya cant talk, and after i give you dis dick i bet i'll change ya walk an ima play wit ya clique want you ta pull it out
get ya wet first den fuck ya to akoma long as ya pussy stay wet i can fuck ya how i wanna
[Hook x2: Plies]
Bet if i suck on dat pussy dat'll get you wet
An rub my hand on dat clit dat'll get you wet
And rub my tounge down ya neck dat'll get you wet
bet if i suck on dem tities bet dat'll get you wet
[Chorus: Pleasure]
I wanna lick you up (baby)
I wanna lick you down (baby)
I wanna make you scream (baby)
I wanna make you shout (baby)
I wanna put it in yo guts (baby)
I wanna make you nut (baby)
cuz all i wanna do is, cuz all i wanna do is
[Verse 2: Plies]
If i cant hear dat pussy smackin it aint wet enough, need to be able to hear it when i got you in a buck
need to see dat pink shinin when i open up pussy full of juices hittin nuttin but guts, gotta be able to get you leekin before i fuck and got to get you
off first before i neven nut i love ta run down on a broad dat got a soaker super wet pussy you can hear it when you stroke her, nigga whole stomach be
wet when its over gotta throw away my sheets cuz she left a puddle
wet pussy wit no smell a muthafucka
pussy so wet feel like she pissed on her self pussy already drippin she aint need my help gotta fuck her on da floor she leek everywhere
you can nut and go to sleep i dont even care a street nigga wet pussy good for his health
[Hook x2: Plies]
Bet if i suck on dat pussy dat'll get you wet
An rub my hand on dat clit dat'll get you wet
And rub my tounge down ya neck dat'll get you wet
bet if i suck on dem tities bet dat'll get you wet
[Chorus: Pleasure]
I wanna lick you up (baby)
I wanna lick you down (baby)
I wanna make you scream (baby)
I wanna make you shout (baby)
I wanna put it in yo guts (baby)
I wanna make you nut (baby)
Ol’ police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin
Ol’ police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin
Da nigga name all through a bitch black and white nigga told da cracker shit that they didn’t
even like went fed and got out and act like it’s alright da nigga you snitched on shit dem
crackers gave him life you know that fuck nigga da police and you and da nigga tight ridin wit
da fuck nigga like that nigga right birds of a feather flock together ya’ll just alike and
ya’ll kopin from that fuck nigga and buyin pipes how you break bread wit a nigga da you know
trif dawg niggas go from real to fuck niggas overnight you can’t flip it now you a police for
life and stay from round me fuck nigga you ain’t my type
Ol’ police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin
Ol’ police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin
An how I feel nigga I might wack you on da house since you can’t seen to close yo pussy ass
mouth you got niggas spooked niggas scared to go to trail til you police ass niggas done came
back in style set niggas up you pussy niggas gon wild broke niggas off takin niggas from they
child need to kill all you pussies put you in a pile in every clique it’s a potential snitch
hangin round got da fuck from round you niggas moved out of town cause if you stay to long
nigga you fed bound nigga told on his brother to knock his time down niggas tell on one of my
people I’m gunnin yo ass down
Ol’ police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin
Ol’ police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin
Tell yo son the truth nigga his dad a pussy if you was real you would’da got yo lil time and
took it instead of being a solider fuck nigga turn cookie you thank this snitchin shit is sweet
you really thank you woopin you gone come home one night bitch gon be in da bushes dem crackers
ain’t gone be able to protect yo ass den pussy so while you roamin des streets nigga you better
be lookin for niggas who snitched on yo people dawg don‘t give him no coshin murk da pussy ass
nigga naw don’t whoop him he took yo people lives so his life need to be tooken dem choppa
bullet through his head where you need to put him dead or livin fuck niggas you’ll forever be
pussy
Ol’ police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin
Ol’ police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
(Chorus)
Tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that, ice in
You aint, you aint, iced out
Tuck, tuck that ice in
I shine like a lighthouse
Tuck, tuck that ice in,
you ain't, you ain't iced
Lights on, lights off
I shine like a lighthouse
tuck, tuck that, ice in
You aint, you aint, iced out
Tuck, tuck that ice in
I shine like a lighthouse
Tuck, tuck that ice in,
you ain't, you ain't iced
Lights on, lights off
I shine like a lighthouse
(TRICK DADDY)
My shit is platinum,
these assholes wearin' white gold
See I'm to smart for this cause,
all my shit paid for
And why should I rent a house,
when I can huy it and write it off
Make it my Florida home for the summer,
round winter time just rent it out
See I ain't none of them,
who ride around on rented rims
Change on the weekend,
and floss in him mama's Benz
See when I hit the scene,
I be so fresh so clean
White fitted, white tee,
ain't nan nigga like me
What kind of shit you on,
wearin' fuckin' rhinestones
Them cubic zirconia son,
Them ain't fuckin' diamonds,
So you gonna fuck around,
and get gangrene at the arm
Who'd rob and kill one,
over some mother-fuckin' slum
Your chain is crazy,
that shit for gazey
and it ain't real,
unless its copper or stainless steel
So whoever made it...
you shouldn't have paid it
Twenty grand for a watch
thats fuckin' gold plated!
(Chorus)
(BABY)
16 out the house,
17 gold mouth,
18 on the block,
Nigga got them thangs out,
Birdman stunna, nigga we don't sit in jail
Real n(Chorus)
Tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that, ice in
You aint, you aint, iced out
Tuck, tuck that ice in
I shine like a lighthouse
Tuck, tuck that ice in,
you ain't, you ain't iced
Lights on, lights off
I shine like a lighthouse
tuck, tuck that, ice in
You aint, you aint, iced out
Tuck, tuck that ice in
I shine like a lighthouse
Tuck, tuck that ice in,
you ain't, you ain't iced
Lights on, lights off
I shine like a lighthouse
(TRICK DADDY)
My shit is platinum,
these assholes wearin' white gold
See I'm to smart for this cause,
all my shit paid for
And why should I rent a house,
when I can huy it and write it off
Make it my Florida home for the summer,
round winter time just rent it out
See I ain't none of them,
who ride around on rented rims
Change on the weekend,
and floss in him mama's Benz
See when I hit the scene,
I be so fresh so clean
White fitted, white tee,
ain't nan nigga like me
What kind of shit you on,
wearin' fuckin' rhinestones
Them cubic zirconia son,
Them ain't fuckin' diamonds,
So you gonna fuck around,
and get gangrene at the arm
Who'd rob and kill one,
over some mother-fuckin' slum
Your chain is crazy,
that shit for gazey
and it ain't real,
unless its copper or stainless steel
So whoever made it...
you shouldn't have paid it
Twenty grand for a watch
thats fuckin' gold plated!
(Chorus)
(BABY)
16 out the house,
17 gold mouth,
18 on the block,
Nigga got them thangs out,
Birdman stunna, nigga we don't sit in jail
Real nigga's do real thangs,
you know we make bail
Trick hit me on the cell,
know I gotta make a sale
Found myself in Dade County,
Nigga's movin' pounds of bail
So fresh,so bright with the ice,
Nigga you could loose your life playing with the bright lights! Yea,
Cali got my back,
I'm strapped nigga and prephase,
doin' it big, poppin' bottles, N*** the g-way
Black handles, black ice, we'll get it right
for a cheap price nigga that cutter'll get your mind right,
M.O.B. to a bitch,
made my hood rich
Quick cash, young money, it's that uptown shit,
ballin'one them bitches,
shock callin' on them bitches,
Two million on some ice and some cars on them bitches
(Chorus)
(TRICK DADDY)
They asked the kid the difference between mine and his,
See my shit blindin'
his shit don't shine,
cause that shit ain't real
His gemstones, they fruity pebbles,
just like Flinstones,
and he had his "Roley" on,
but I ain't even notice his arm,
but his diamonds cloudy,
and he ain't shiny,
and I heard his shit "Tick Tick Tickin'"
Oh man, this nigga trippin!
See we poppin' bottles and smokin bugga,
actin' cocky
Big thangs with fat pockets,
wearing seventy-thousand dollar watches
My overseas friends,
are breakin' thangs in,
Invest in a smaller hit town,
shakin', bakin'and breakin' it down
We gettin' top dollar,
cause we got that top powder
Hoes slob on our johnson,
cause johnson got that best powder
We call a grand a dollar,
we gettin' money holla
Rollin' hard with five fives,
real fucking street ballers
I did five trucks since the first quarter,
I'm on the right path at this rate,
I'll be sellin' slabs by the halfs
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
Tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that, ice in
You aint, you aint, iced out
Tuck, tuck that ice in
I shine like a lighthouse
Tuck, tuck that ice in,
you ain't, you ain't iced
Lights on, lights off
I shine like a lighthouse
tuck, tuck that, ice in
You aint, you aint, iced out
Tuck, tuck that ice in
I shine like a lighthouse
Tuck, tuck that ice in,
you ain't, you ain't iced
Lights on, lights off
I shine like a lighthouse
(TRICK DADDY)
My shit is platinum,
these assholes wearin' white gold
See I'm to smart for this cause,
all my shit paid for
And why should I rent a house,
when I can huy it and write it off
Make it my Florida home for the summer,
round winter time just rent it out
See I ain't none of them,
who ride around on rented rims
Change on the weekend,
and floss in him mama's Benz
See when I hit the scene,
I be so fresh so clean
White fitted, white tee,
ain't nan nigga like me
What kind of shit you on,
wearin' fuckin' rhinestones
Them cubic zirconia son,
Them ain't fuckin' diamonds,
So you gonna fuck around,
and get gangrene at the arm
Who'd rob and kill one,
over some mother-fuckin' slum
Your chain is crazy,
that shit for gazey
and it ain't real,
unless its copper or stainless steel
So whoever made it...
you shouldn't have paid it
Twenty grand for a watch
thats fuckin' gold plated!
(Chorus)
(BABY)
16 out the house,
17 gold mouth,
18 on the block,
Nigga got them thangs out,
Birdman stunna, nigga we don't sit in jail
Real nigga's do real thangs,
you know we make bail
Trick hit me on the cell,
know I gotta make a sale
Found myself in Dade County,
Nigga's movin' pounds of bail
So fresh,so bright with the ice,
Nigga you could loose your life playing with the bright lights! Yea,
Cali got my back,
I'm strapped nigga and prephase,
doin' it big, poppin' bottles, Nigga the g-way
Black handles, black ice, we'll get it right
for a cheap price nigga that cutter'll get your mind right,
M.O.B. to a bitch,
made my hood rich
Quick cash, young money, it's that uptown shit,
ballin'one them bitches,
shock callin' on them bitches,
Two million on some ice and some cars on them bitches
(Chorus)
(TRICK DADDY)
They asked the kid the difference between mine and his,
See my shit blindin'
his shit don't shine,
cause that shit ain't real
His gemstones, they fruity pebbles,
just like Flinstones,
and he had his "Roley" on,
but I ain't even notice his arm,
but his diamonds cloudy,
and he ain't shiny,
and I heard his shit "Tick Tick Tickin'"
Oh man, this nigga trippin!
See we poppin' bottles and smokin bugga,
actin' cocky
Big thangs with fat pockets,
wearing seventy-thousand dollar watches
My overseas friends,
are breakin' thangs in,
Invest in a smaller hit town,
shakin', bakin'and breakin' it down
We gettin' top dollar,
cause we got that top powder
Hoes slob on our johnson,
cause johnson got that best powder
We call a grand a dollar,
we gettin' money holla
Rollin' hard with five fives,
real fucking street ballers
I did five trucks since the first quarter,
I'm on the right path at this rate,
I'll be sellin' slabs by the halfs
(Chorus)
Nigga's do real thangs,
you know we make bail
Trick hit me on the cell,
know I gotta make a sale
Found myself in Dane County,
Nigga's movin' pounds of bail
So fresh,so bright with the ice,
Nigga you could loose your life playing with the bright lights! Yea,
Cali got my back,
I'm strapped nigga and prephase,
doin' it big, poppin' bottles, N*** the g-way
Black handles, black ice, we'll get it right
for a cheap price nigga that cutter'll get your mind right,
M.O.B. to a bitch,
made my hood rich
Quick cash, young money, it's that uptown shit,
ballin'one them bitches,
shock callin' on them bitches,
Two million on some ice and some cars on them bitches
(Chorus)
(TRICK DADDY)
They asked the kid the difference between mine and his,
See my shit blindin'
his shit don't shine,
cause that shit ain't real
His gemstones, they fruity pebbles,
just like Flinstones,
and he had his "Roley" on,
but I ain't even notice his arm,
but his diamonds cloudy,
and he ain't shiny,
and I heard his shit "Tick Tick Tickin'"
Oh man, this nigga trippin!
See we poppin' bottles and smokin bugga,
actin' cocky
Big thangs with fat pockets,
wearing seventy-thousand dollar watches
My overseas friends,
are breakin' thangs in,
Invest in a smaller hit town,
shakin', bakin'and breakin' it down
We gettin' top dollar,
cause we got that top powder
Hoes slob on our johnson,
cause johnson got that best powder
We call a grand a dollar,
we gettin' money holla
Rollin' hard with five fives,
real fucking street ballers
I did five trucks since the first quarter,
I'm on the right path at this rate,
I'll be sellin' slabs by the halfs
(Chorus)
VERSE:
IM FINNA G0 TAKE 0FF
DATS 0NLY IF Y0U WANT ME T0
BAY IM A F**K Y0U IF Y0U WANT ME T0
G0NE HEAD I LIKE IT RUFF LET ME SUCK YA TITTIES
&+ I KN0W IT FEELS G00D WHEN I PUT THAT DICK IN IT
Y0U LIKE IT RUFF.. SHIT HELL LETS D0 IT THEN
TAKE IT 0FF &+ G0NE HEAD &+ LET ME PUT IT IN
CH0RUS:
WE FINNA TAKE 0FF
FINNA SH0W Y0U H0W TAH RIDE
F**K Y0U FR0M THE BACK, THEN SIDE TAH SIDE
I LIKE IT BAY.
Y0U G0T A PHAT PUSSY
&+ M0ST 0F ALL I LIKE WHEN IT GETS GUSHY.
VERSE[2]:
N0W BABY I D0NE HAD ENUFF
Y0U GRABBED MUH DICK &+ Y0U SAID N0T ENUFF
Y0U SLID IT IN THEN I HIT IT 1 M0 TIME
F**K THE R00M WE FINNA GET 0UTTA LINE
F**K IT BABY WE G0NE D0 IT 1 M0 TIME
CANT LETCHU G0 CAUSE THAT WAS HELLA G00D
A G00N FIGGA, Y0U KEPT IT H00D
SH0WED ME YA WASNT AFRAID T0 TAKE 0FF &+ RIDE
T0M0RR0W NITE IF Y0U D0WN TAH SLIDE
CH0RUS:
VERSE[3]:
DAMN BABY, IM READY AGAIN
I L0VE THAT PUSSY
LETS TAKE A SPIN
SMELL LIKE WATER WHEN I PUT IT IN
G0T MY T0NGUE 0N IT READY T0 TAKE A DIP
L00K AT THEM PUSSY LIPS
THEY HELLA GRINNIN
DAMN, I SEE THE R00M SPINNIN
Y0U TAKIN IT 0FF
&+ IM L0VIN THE VIEW
BUT M0ST 0F ALL I L0VE F**KIN Y0U
[CH0RUS]
Featuring: Akon
You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin? up and down
You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down
It's two o'clock in the mornin'
I'm yiked up and I'm horny
All I need now is some moanin'
That pussy got me zonin'
Her vibe tell me she want it
She gotta fuck as she on me
I got her now 'cause she?s jonin'
I know in the panty she foamin'
I'm locked eyes on that monkey
I know she wet 'cause she told me
That ass on her, she pokin'
Every nigga in here scopin'
I see me up in her pokin'
She bent over and I'm strokin'
Her cheeks spread wide open
I'm beatin' it and I'm focused
You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down
You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down
(Now do it some more)
Just like that
(Just do it some more)
Yes, just like that
(Girl, do it some more)
Now shake that ass
And make a nigga like me spend that cash
(Now do it some more)
Girl, just like that
(Just do it some more)
Yes, just like that
(Girl, do it some more)
Now shake that ass
And make a nigga like me spend that cash
She bad as hell and she swoll
I'm tryna play in her hole
Lil' mama a dime, she cold
I fuck her once and she sold
I want her naked, no clothes
I'm in the private shows
No limit, anything goes
I?ma let her ride me, her toes
Just stand in front of me and pose
You touch mine, I touch yours
To get her sprung is my goal
First time I seen her, I froze
I had to get her, she knows
She buck'd it then she fold
?Cause I?m too real and she knows
She wanted a goon and it show
You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down
You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down
(Now do it some more)
Just like that
(Just do it some more)
Yes, just like that
(Girl, do it some more)
Now shake that ass
And make a nigga like me spend that cash
(Now do it some more)
Girl, just like that
(Just do it some more)
Yes, just like that
(Girl, do it some more)
Now shake that ass
And make a nigga like me spend that cash
You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down
You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down
You got me so hypnotized
Hook - (2x)
I'm committed to bein a real nigga and nothin else - 100% real nigga nothin less - i stand a real nigga 'till GOD take my last breath - I do this shit for tha few real niggas in tha streets left
Verse 1:
I had a part time daddy - tha streets made me a man - if I had to do it all over I'd let tha streets raise me again - indicte me show me ain't no such thang as a real friend - I had to learn that a good heart that shit'll do ya in - been fucked over by my homies - been fucked over by my kin - I bet one muthafuckin thang it won't happen again - a pussy nigga break - a real nigga don't bend - don't trust a nigga that don't smile no more n' you trust a nigaa that grin - oh heaven gon' accept me? - i got too many sin - I pray GOD don't overlook me - I hope he understand - for all tha real niggas that's real - give 'em one more chance - until then I'ma be they muthafuckin spokesman
Hook
Verse 2:
Every thang I claim to be - that's what tha streets tell me - this music shit just make stars but tha streets make legends - not bein real but stayin real been my biggest blessin - this niggas hate ya when ya got it that been my biggest lesson - but ain't a hoe that can hurt me - ain't a nigga that can scare me - I was born to be a real nigga so I'ma die one - 100% real nigga - real as they come - remember when bein a real nigga used to mean somethin - these nigaas rather ya lie to 'em - tha truth they run from - I'ma self-made muthfucka - thanks I owe none - tha niggas that had it all done lost it - thats who I learned from - I'm a real nigga three sixty-five until I'm done
Hook
Verse 3:
Beina real nigga - that's a fucked niggas dream - but that's a milestone that only a few niggas can obtain - this shit ain't bout money - this shit ain't bout fame - this shit a way of life - it ain't bout what ya claim - "only GOD can judge me" - that's some bullshit - if you really felt like that nigga - why you try n' impress a bitch - that streets opinion matta - that's why I'm on G shit - my name is all I got - I'm willing to die for that shit - I won't change for nothin what you see is what you get - a real nigga and a fucked nigga is somethin that don't mix - I got my own cash never been a yes man - tha few real niggas in tha streets left - I'm ya biggest fan
Hook
[Verse 1:]
Went to sleep real Woke up realer
Goon affiliated ex drug dealer
Resume solid Street cred bigger
Click full of soldiers All of us killers
Never seen one I'm what they call a real nigga
Pocket full of cash Body full of liquor
Put my whips on it Bet he ain't triller
If I don't know ya homie Hand on pistols
[Chorus:]
You lookin at da man
Stacks and rubber bands (yup)
Action for the cameras
You can ask the fans cause
They say I'm da man
Watch me pull my pants (up)
Watch me do my dance (yup)
Stacks and rubber bands (yup)
You lookin at da man
Whip bout 22's
Toating when I move
Askin what it do
You lookin at da man
Watch me pull my pants (up)
Watch me do my dance (yup)
Stacks and rubber bands (yup)
[Verse 2]
Key to the city Name carry weight
I don't fuck with niggas Most of em fake
You wet behind the ears jumped off the porch late
Where I'm from homie Home of the goons aid
Came up slow All off of shake
Grandma dyin Hard to be straight
Just left court My dog lost his case
They gave him life homie All for them 28
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Product of the hood Came from the gutta
Been through it all Still remain a hustla
Ride or die homie Before I fuckin struggle
Choppa game serious Got it from my brother
Learn the hard way Streets don't love ya
Snitchin at a high Dope game in trouble
Whip game shaky den you gone suffa
I'm da man homie Can't deny it sucka
[Chorus]
I feel like fuckin (feel like fuckin)
I feel like fuckin (feel like fuckin)
I feel like fuckin (feel like fuckin)
I feel like fuckin
Im just in one of them moods, i feel like fuckin
Wanna lay up in somethin wet, and punish somethin
I want a nice lil baby who ain't got on nothin
I got a taste for some pussy, I feel like fuckin [x2]
Ate pussy in the shower for the first time last week
I got a confession to make to the world, I'm a freak
I think about wet pussy, all in my sleep
My fantasy is to get caught, fuckin on the beach
The best pussy you can get is when you gotta sneak
I call my lil baby a shooter; when she nut, she skeet
If I had my choice of how I'ma die, I'd be in some pussy, beatin
Babby pussy the leadin cause of a nigga cheatin
My baby sore, cuz I done fucked her twice, this evenin
Said I fuck her so good, it feel like she dreamin
Got her playin wit herself for no apparent reason
Need some more of that pussy, cuz a nigga feenin
Im just in one of them moods, i feel like fuckin
Wanna lay up in somethin wet, and punish somethin
I want a nice lil baby who ain't got on nothin
I got a taste for some pussy, I feel like fuckin [x2]
All this liquor keep me horny than a motherfucker
Just text bay and ask her could I come fuck her
Only yak here, but shit, her ass in trouble
Goin to beat bay, so that mean no rubber
That's my motherfuckin best, nigga, that's how I cut her
We been fuckin for a while, that's how we fuck each other
Love diggin in lil mama, cuz it get gutta
Seem like that pussy go to runnin, soon as you touch her
When I get in that pussy, I'm tryin to pull a muscle
Ready to come up out these boxers, so I can gon and fuck her
I can blame it on the liquor, if I wanna suck her
Know I'm ready to fuck bad than a motherfucker
Im just in one of them moods, i feel like fuckin
Wanna lay up in somethin wet, and punish somethin
I want a nice lil baby who ain't got on nothin
I got a taste for some pussy, I feel like fuckin [x2]
Can be four in the mornin or two in the afternoon
Just thinking bout that pussy get me in my mood
Knowin that pussy on its way, get me in my groove
Nothin like a bad bitch, who body smooth
Lay her flat on the bed, and look at her in the nude
Then fuck on every inch of the whole room
Money first, then pussy, then food
Around fat pussy, it's hard to keep my cool
Gotta turn my head, so I don't fuckin drool
I can tell when I want it; feel my boxers move
Yet they pussy get wet, when they want it too
Good pussy the worst thing you can ever lose
Im just in one of them moods, i feel like fuckin
Wanna lay up in somethin wet, and punish somethin
I want a nice lil baby who ain't got on nothin
I got a taste for some pussy, I feel like fuckin [x2]
I feel like fuckin (feel like fuckin)
I feel like fuckin (feel like fuckin)
I feel like fuckin (feel like fuckin)
I feel like fuckin (feel like fuckin...like fuckin)
(Plies Talking)
Man I hope y’all can excuse me for a lil minute man
Just sitting here thinking bout my little partner
Who just got killed man its wild tho
How the mothaf**kers you love the most
Seem like them the ones who always die first homie
dawg I just wish I had the opportunity
To just bring my nigga back for just 1 day homie
(Chorus 2X)
Wish I can bring my nigga back for 1 day
And Take him by the daycare to see his son play
And go to show him how his baby momma done went stray
And how them f**k niggas who claiming
They love you done walked away
(Verse 1)
God give me my nigga fo 24 hours
So we can ride and laugh at these pussy ass cowards
Get to the liquor park and let’s talk for hours
Show him how if the nigga die how they lose they power
nigga forget about ya dawg after they give you them flowers
ol’ trifling ass baby momma done got wilder
Now she f**king the nigga you robbed wit the pink impala
Like I told you befo dawg that ho sour
You can f**k these ho’s dawg but don’t handle them
Bitch you aint got shit dawg money arouse them
After a nigga dead and gone they lose they value
Ho cried at ya funeral and changed right after
(Chorus 2X)
Wish I can bring my nigga back for 1 day
And Take him by the daycare to see his son play
And go to show him how his baby momma done went stray
And how them f**k niggas who claiming
They love you done walked away
(Verse 2)
When you first died a nigga sat around ya momma all day
But since ya funernal them niggas aint went that f**kin way
cuz when you die yo dawgs suppose to step to the plate
You aint gotta worry I got her I’ll make sure she straight
Make you question if the love was real or was it fake
Out of sight out of mind I guess it’s true what they say
When you was here them ones was main niggas in yo face
You aint gotta deal wit them f**k niggas you in a better place
I almost cried when I seen yo son the other day
You couldn’t deny that one boy look like you all the way
I thought love was forever I guess that aint the case
First you die then they bury ya the niggas walk away
(Chorus 2X)
Wish I can bring my nigga back for 1 day
Take him by the daycare to see his son play
And go to show him how his baby momma done went stray
And how them f**k niggas who claiming
They love you done walked away
(Verse 3)
I’m sitting right here homie eyes full of tears
Never thought that pain last this many years
One thing I’ve learned from all of this shit life real
Rep yo name til I die homie that’s how I feel
Watch how everything changed since you got killed
Two days after you died niggas broke in yo crib
Niggas saying yo lil cousin the one who sold yo wheels
This shit probably shouldn’t f**k wit me but it really is
Mothaf**kers showed me what Shasta really is
What’s gone happen to me after I die one of my biggest fears
See what my partner done been through got me scared to live
I pray to god my life don’t end like his
(Chorus 2X)
Wish I can bring my nigga back for 1 day
And Take him by the daycare to see his son play
And go to show him how his baby momma done went stray
And how them f**k niggas who claiming
Ey I'd Like to welcome all you motherf**kers man
to the home of the goons,where the grave yards over corwded
and where chopperz is a must!
you caught slippin crackers goin find ur ass not breathing
100 wholes in ur ass with ur body leaking
nigga ridin with em drums nigga for a reason
cuz down here we in the middle of murking season!
stay on ur porch nigga if u aint ready to make a shake
cuz this the home of the bodies check the muder rate
money and ski's is the only that'll be the murder case
so you better kill him if u dnt want him at ur court date
if u comin u better come with em choppers and dont fake
cuz if u bullshit you're the one that's getting erased
this niggaz murikin out pussy niggaz in broad day
where-ever you get caught slippin at that's where u lay
and like they say nigga no face, no case!!
as long as these goons are lurkin these streets aint safe
the more rounds you shoot nigga the less aim it takes
it's murkin season so you pussies better stay out the way!
Murkin Season dont end, this shit year round
it aint never drop murkin season never slow down
it's imposibble to many choppers floating around
these young niggaz they sick with it on that 4 pound!
lil cuzin 12 and all he talking is murkin now
old lady said she got woke up by that chopper sound
say she got on her bed and laid back down
from what i heard em crackers fired 120 rounds
4 motha f**kin dead bodies laying on the ground
niggaz bettin on it now, who goin get off first?
running ur f**k box better what how u choose u words
that nigga sending threats pussy u got alot of nerves
niggaz would leave ur motherf**kin brains on the burb
this ain the 80's dawg... niggaz getting murked
everywhere you turn you see dead niggaz ono t-shirts
everytime i pass by the grave yard i see a herse...
not respecting these streets is what got you niggaz f**ked
that oussy nigga aint about it, he jus know hwo to bring tongue
runnin ur dick suckin lips would get you chopped up
i know plenty niggaz like you that done got touched
you talking loud cuz u got a chopper nigga that aint enough
i know 100 niggaz that got choppers but only few would bust!!
u got the mouth of a killa but you aint got the guts
u got the front game down packed but you aint got the nuts
u probably got off before but you aint wack nothing
this the wrong place to play games dawg the streets real
trying to impress a mothaf**ker would get you nigga killed
Ay dawg. if you lookin for plies in da club, know what I'm sayin.
I'm easy to find bro. only thing u gotta look for is all da goons bro.
I keep tellin ya'll dawg. I'm opposite all them niggas ya'll see on t.v. bro.
I'm a tell u where I be at bro.
Chorus
I don't hang in da v.I.p. so stop checkin.
I'm posted with da goons boppin, hand on weapon.
In da corner with da thugs and convicted fellons.
Lookin for me in the club, I'm in the thug section.
Wrong section, this ain't where da cris get poured.
This where da pills get popped, dro get rolled.
Where the thugs posted and ducks get soaked.
Better keep ya head up and ya eyes open.
Might not wanna chill over here if ya ain't totin.
If we don't fuck with ya pussy nigga then keep floatin.
We gettin loose a lil bit, but everybody focused.
Cause everybody on yack and every body scopin.
Keep a unit in my face and back against the wall.
And hand on fire in case I gotta get off.
Ain't nothin over here for ya but problems dawg.
Surrounded by all hood bitches, no model brawds.
Chorus
You a cris poper nigga I'm a yak drinker you pussy ass nigga I like donk ain't it
You ain't confortable round thugs I can tell ain't I n street niggas make u feel lyke Yo life in danger
All these lil goons you see me with I can't pertain em lil mama say
She don't lyke thugs I don't blame her
Cause if u slide with one of us shit we try to train ya keep it real with you lil mama All us lyke to mingle
You ethier cumin or you stayin this shit easy thank you clique full of murkers
Slash hoe catchers cause at da rite timenigga we gone apply pressure N all the niggas certified wetters.
Chorus
If you ain't respected by the streets then pussy nigga move cause this shit over
Here resevered for da goons an we ain't friendly ova here so give us sum
Room n we ain't hard to find jus follow the fumes many niggas can't hang ova
Here cause we got rules nigga luk lyke he wanna do sumthin do it cool
Better keep yo feelins to yo self n stay cool ethier you handle yo liqiour
Pussy or get glued. last nigga dat played tuff made da news
Get knocked off by a bytch in da club ain't nuthin new cause erre nigga
Ova here about sumthin different it's on you cause we don't fight we shoot
Jus luk like we ballin don't get fooled cause one of you fuck niggas can change
A nigga whole mood go from ballin to murkin attitude n in this shit only Real niggas approved
Chorus
I'm in the thug section
Chorus
[Chorus:]
Keep Talkin Dawg,U Gon Make Me Rob Yo Pussy Ass,Ima Wack U Fuck Nigga I Dont Even Want Cha Cash,U Lame Den A Bitch Ole Soft Ass,Keep Talkin U Gon Make Me Rob Yo Pussy Ass
[Verse 1:]
U A Fuck Nigga And Ay Body Kno U Flaw,Niggas Done Bent Cha Up 100 Times U Soft,U A Professional Talker All U Do Is Talk,U Kno How Ta Act Like U Bout It U Aint Never Got Off,Get A Couple Fuck Niggas Round Ya And U Try To Floss,Nigga Catch It By Ya Self And U Ike Lost,Soon Ass I Catch U Flaggin Ima Break Ya Off,I Dont Care If Its In The Broad Day Or In The Dark,
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
It Dnt Take A Nigga Shit To Jump In That Monkey Suit, And Drop That Ski Down And Make That Choppa Do Wut It Do,U See A Nigga Joggin Wit Dem Cannons Dont Act Stupe,U Fuck Round And Panic And Buck If Ya Want To,And Ima Let All Huned Of Dese Hollow Points Loose,Cuz Real Goons Dont Talk Real Goons Shoot,Keep Runnin Ima Bust Ya Mo Fuckin Head,Since U Wanna Play Like U Thuggin Ima Make U Wet,And Fill Ya Lil Soft Pussy Ass Up Wit Lead,U Dont Hang Out Late Night Pussy You Scared,But U Get Round Dem Hoes And Try Ta Talk Big,U Just 1 Fuck Nigga Dawg I Gotta Get
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:]
Ole Pussy Ass Nigga Dawg U Aint Spose To Be Out Chea,U Spose To Be On Tha Porch Where U Been The Last 10 Years,U Think U Is Nigga But U Aint In Da Clear,Make U Think Shit Sweet To Get Cha Out Hea,Soon As U Think Shit Gravy Get Cha Ass Flipped,Im Tryna Putcha In The Newspaper Off The Rip,That Fakin Like U Tough Done Got A Lot Of Niggas Killed,And How The Fuck Niggas Be The Ones Wit The Most Lip,U Wanna Be Bout It Dawg But Dat Aint How Ya Built,Niggas Slapped Wit U Wit Da Pistol Dawg And U Dip, Plies Dawg Me And You Aint Cut From The Same Quilt,It Aint Gon Take Nun But One Time For U Ta Slip And Ima Max Ya Ass Out Wit Da Whole Clip, I Wanna Run Down On Ya Wen Ya Witcha Dawgs,Rub Up On Ya Ass And Give It Ta All Yall,U Already Kno Wut Im Bout U Kno Ha Im Rockin Dawg
[Plies talking:]
Ay dog dis one here for all mutha fuckin niggaz dats locked up dog
all my niggaz who biddn in prison my nigga a lot of niggaz
fogot about cha but I aint fogot about cha
[Chorus:]
I got some niggaz in prison dat aint comin home and if dey aint
Holdin put a block on ya phone for all da niggaz dey was runnin
Wit done left em lone mutha fuckas foget bout cha when ya bidin
Lone
[Verse 1:]
Wat can a young nigga 19 do wit 40 yrs
Not a mutha fuckin thang but hope fun appears
Dem crackas givin niggaz mo time den dey done lived
Where im from deez crackas hidin niggaz at da crib
I asked my homeboy how da fuck do you do 40
He told me you just do it u don?t think about it
Dem crackas don?t sell licks in prison u gotta think bout it
Well like he told me tyme aint tha thang hurts tha most
The mu fuckas dat forget bout cha that u thought was close
If he had to do it all again he woudnt even take it 2 da doe
I told he aint got to tell me cuz I already kno
He thought he had hiself som soldiers on da front row
Well like told him you aint breakin bread no mo
N deez streets dats all a nigga care 4
Da real niggaz n deez streets r tha all tyme low
And deez hoes n homeboys aint ridin no moe
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
Nobody care about cha when u aint got shit to give
But when ya got it they love ya wen ya out of here
They waz my niggaz when they waz out n they my niggaz now
Right now they need me the most so I got to help em out
I turn my back on dem dat mean im da pussy nigga den
N me bein flaw iz somthin I don?t believe n
Der niggaz everyday that?s gettin lost n da system
Tha fucked up part about dont nobody miss em
Own brother cant even tell me where the crackas shipped em
Told me that wit a straight faze n kept dippin
Im looking at dog like man dis pussy nigga trippin
Ya own brotha ya cant tell me where tha crackas shipped em
Love don?t love nobody da streetz fucked up
Dats why I pray everyday dat I don?t get jammed up
To b honest witcha im scared to find out wats wat
Tha ones that let ya down the ones ya loved so much
[Chorus x2]
Wat happin to niggaz acceptin a couple fone calls
N wat happin to niggaz sendin flicks to dey dawg
Ya dawg down bad right now gone break em off
Ya got to answer hiz calls for yall to even talk
N like yo can call him shitt wen ya wanna talk
Som niggaz doin time right now dat aint dey fault
N dis world it?s a black law n its a white law
A street nigga dawg we don?t die of old age
A street nigga dawg we die 1 or three wayz
We get shot, die n prison , or we die of age
I kno its already written how imma leave ya one day
But all da niggaz locked up I pray 4 ya every day
[Chorus x2]
Ay dawg itz a lot of good mu fuckin niggaz locked up dawg
Its a lot of niggaz dats locked up dat wen dey wuz out of here
My nigga dey took care of a lot of u mu fuckas man
Made sure a lot of yall waz good dawg its a lot of niggaz doin tyme
Becuz of some of da mu fuckas out here dawg
N now wen a nigga get locked up man
Yall cant make sure dawg got cantine money
Yall cant make sure yall send dawg flicks man
Yall cant cept dawg fone calls man
Ya put a block on da phone cuz ya fuckin anotha nigga man
Dawg keep it real wit ya self homie
If dawg looked out 4 ya n took care of u my nigga
For 2 3 years while u waz out of here dawg
The atleast u can do iz take care of dawg 2 or 3 yrs dawg
[Plies talking:]
Ay dog dis one here for all mutha fuckin niggaz dats locked up dog
all my niggaz who biddn in prison my nigga a lot of niggaz
fogot about cha but I aint fogot about cha
[Chorus:]
I got some niggaz in prison dat aint comin home and if dey aint
Holdin put a block on ya phone for all da niggaz dey was runnin
Wit done left em lone mutha fuckas foget bout cha when ya bidin
Lone
[Verse 1:]
Wat can a young nigga 19 do wit 40 yrs
Not a mutha fuckin thang but hope fun appears
Dem crackas givin niggaz mo time den dey done lived
Where im from deez crackas hidin niggaz at da crib
I asked my homeboy how da fuck do you do 40
He told me you just do it u don't think about it
Dem crackas don't sell licks in prison u gotta think bout it
Well like he told me tyme aint tha thang hurts tha most
The mu fuckas dat forget bout cha that u thought was close
If he had to do it all again he woudnt even take it 2 da doe
I told he aint got to tell me cuz I already kno
He thought he had hiself som soldiers on da front row
Well like told him you aint breakin bread no mo
N deez streets dats all a nigga care 4
Da real niggaz n deez streets r tha all tyme low
And deez hoes n homeboys aint ridin no moe
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
Nobody care about cha when u aint got shit to give
But when ya got it they love ya wen ya out of here
They waz my niggaz when they waz out n they my niggaz now
Right now they need me the most so I got to help em out
I turn my back on dem dat mean im da pussy nigga den
N me bein flaw iz somthin I don't believe n
Der niggaz everyday that's gettin lost n da system
Tha fucked up part about dont nobody miss em
Own brother cant even tell me where the crackas shipped em
Told me that wit a straight faze n kept dippin
Im looking at dog like man dis pussy nigga trippin
Ya own brotha ya cant tell me where tha crackas shipped em
Love don't love nobody da streetz fucked up
Dats why I pray everyday dat I don't get jammed up
To b honest witcha im scared to find out wats wat
Tha ones that let ya down the ones ya loved so much
[Chorus x2]
Wat happin to niggaz acceptin a couple fone calls
N wat happin to niggaz sendin flicks to dey dawg
Ya dawg down bad right now gone break em off
Ya got to answer hiz calls for yall to even talk
N like yo can call him shitt wen ya wanna talk
Som niggaz doin time right now dat aint dey fault
N dis world it's a black law n its a white law
A street nigga dawg we don't die of old age
A street nigga dawg we die 1 or three wayz
We get shot, die n prison , or we die of age
I kno its already written how imma leave ya one day
But all da niggaz locked up I pray 4 ya every day
[Chorus x2]
Ay dawg itz a lot of good mu fuckin niggaz locked up dawg
Its a lot of niggaz dats locked up dat wen dey wuz out of here
My nigga dey took care of a lot of u mu fuckas man
Made sure a lot of yall waz good dawg its a lot of niggaz doin tyme
Becuz of some of da mu fuckas out here dawg
N now wen a nigga get locked up man
Yall cant make sure dawg got cantine money
Yall cant make sure yall send dawg flicks man
Yall cant cept dawg fone calls man
Ya put a block on da phone cuz ya fuckin anotha nigga man
Dawg keep it real wit ya self homie
If dawg looked out 4 ya n took care of u my nigga
For 2 3 years while u waz out of here dawg
The atleast u can do iz take care of dawg 2 or 3 yrs dawg
You! {You)
Thinking about me! (Thinking about me)
Sucking on you! (Sucking on you)
You sucking on me! (Can you do it for me babe?)
Me! (Me)
Thinking about you! (Thinking about you)
Cumming on me! (Cumming on me baby)
Me cumming on you! (Me cumming on you shorty babe)
Hoe, dont be cute, tonight I want to get nasty
Let me drop this mayonnaise, baby, in your salad
Slide your hand in my pants if you want to grab it
Bet as soon as you touch it, you call me "big" daddy
Want to lick all over you before I let you have it
Hold your legs open for me so I can really pack it
I'm already rock hard, you ain't got to jack me
Bet the tip of this tounge make you really like it
Picture us on the floor with no clothes on
You eating me, I'm eating you, shit we both raw
Let you ride me tonight off your favorite song
Tonight a special night, baby a freak is born
You! (You)
Thinking about me! (Thinking about me)
Sucking on you! (Sucking on you)
You sucking on me! (Can you do it for me babe?)
Me! (Me)
Thinking about you! (Thinking about you)
Cumming on me! (Cumming on me baby)
Me cumming on you! (Me cumming on you shorty babe)
Let me cut a hole right in the middle of your panties
Put a peep-hole right on top your candy
I'ma have you moaning when you grab me
I'm a goon lil' momma but I like it fancy
See, sucking all on you is what gets you all ancy
Seeing how a goon moves, makes you want to chase me
After I rip you tonight you might want to ban me
Your friend wanted me to, thats why she can't stand me
It's your friend in your jeans that got my attention
A real nigga in your life is all you missing
Ain't nobody like me baby, I'm my competition
Baby when you walk out the door in the morning you leave with me
You! {You)
Thinking about me! (Thinking about me)
Sucking on you! (Sucking on you)
You sucking on me! (Can you do it for me babe?)
Me! (Me)
Thinking about you! (Thinking about you)
Cumming on me! (Cumming on me baby)
Me cumming on you! (Me cumming on you shorty babe)
If you want to we could just tease eachother
Get drunk. Get naked and lay under cover
Let me peek at her first before I go any further
Stick my finger in yo mouth before I even touch her
Ain't got to put it in, we could just hunch eachother
See if I could make you nut without even fucking you
Feel me pushing up against you, then go on and rub you
Now you mad you want to fuck, I could tell how you cussing
Just a couple minutes ago, you wasn't fucking nothing
Now you pressing up against me because that pussy gushing
Got you swerving all over, now got you touching
Made a crunk cut, now we sucking and fucking
You! {You)
Thinking about me! (Thinking about me)
Sucking on you! (Sucking on you)
You sucking on me! (Can you do it for me babe?)
Me! (Me)
Thinking about you! (Thinking about you)
Cumming on me! (Cumming on me baby)
Intro:
Yeah you know I'm that nigga right (you know I'm the nigga in this
mother fucker right in this mother fucker right) you know I don't see
like not one bitch in here right (I don't see not one nigga in this
mother fucker I don't see not one nigga in this mother fucker) you
know like I'll leave me a bitch like stank in here right (you know I'll
leave me a bitch stank in this mother leave me a bitch stank) alright
Chorus:
I'm that nigga in this mother fucker (fucker)
And everybody talking bout me in this mother fucker (fucker)
But don't nobody want to see me in this mother fucker (fucker)
Cause I'll leave a bitch stank in this mother fucker (fucker)
This mother fucker
I'm that nigga in this mother fucker (fucker)
And everybody talking bout me in this mother fucker (fucker)
But don't nobody want to see me in this mother fucker (fucker)
Cause I'll leave a bitch stank in this mother fucker (fucker)
This mother fucker
I'm that nigga in this mother fucker (fucker)
Verse 1:
You done heard bout me
Done talked about me
Done shot units but ain't seen bout me
Head buster nothing pussy about me
Pussy nigga better snap up out it
I live this you niggas rap about it
I keep the glock never been without it
Feel lucky gone try it
I feel lucky so I'ma gone fire it
I'm the niggas with you gone ride
Got the baby roobies on both side
Black T what keep the roobies hide
Extended clip how long its side
I'm on it now got red eyes
50 shots in these levies
Can't walk and leave paralyze
I'm the nigga can't lie
Chorus:
I'm that nigga in this mother fucker (fucker)
And everybody talking bout me in this mother fucker (fucker)
But don't nobody want to see me in this mother fucker (fucker)
Cause I'll leave a bitch stank in this mother fucker (fucker)
This mother fucker
I'm that nigga in this mother fucker (fucker)
And everybody talking bout me in this mother fucker (fucker)
But don't nobody want to see me in this mother fucker (fucker)
Cause I'll leave a bitch stank in this mother fucker (fucker)
This mother fucker
I'm that nigga in this mother fucker (fucker)
Verse 2:
I'ma lil nigga with big nuts
You a pussy nigga your nuts tucked
I done done it all got me fucked up
Your dick sucker gone get your head bust
You didn't whack nothing cause I didn't heard bout you
I done pulled your jacket you a straight count
This a yard get a nigga right and this ? keep yoppas out
I feel like I'm on 6 some
Got a shooters with me bout 6 some
Gone stay in this bitch to bout 6 some
I'm the nigga in this bitch did I miss some
Bout 30 hoes want me to hit some
My nerves bad I got hit some
Better leave me alone before I kill some
One thing bout me I don't feel nothing
Chorus:
I'm that nigga in this mother fucker (fucker)
And everybody talking bout me in this mother fucker (fucker)
But don't nobody want to see me in this mother fucker (fucker)
Cause I'll leave a bitch stank in this mother fucker (fucker)
This mother fucker
I'm that nigga in this mother fucker (fucker)
And everybody talking bout me in this mother fucker (fucker)
But don't nobody want to see me in this mother fucker (fucker)
Cause I'll leave a bitch stank in this mother fucker (fucker)
This mother fucker
Plies - Tryin To beat Da Odds
chorus
They say one outta ten blacks
we gonna die behind bars
say we was born in the ghetto
and we aint gonna make it far
ain't know avoiding getting killed
was never gonna be this hard
to keep it real wit you my nigga
Im just tryna beat the odds
Im just tryna beat the odds
Im just tryna beat the odds
They say one outta ten blacks
we gonna die behind bars
say we was born in the ghetto
and we aint gonna make it far
to keep it real wit you my nigga
Im just tryna beat the odds
Im just tryna beat the odds
Niggaz don't wanna see me with shit
the white man don't either
thats why I ride everyday
drank my liqour and smoke my reefer
the mexicans the only muthafuckers they put beneath us
I guess if ya poor and white
the world don't fuck with ya neither
I get it I understand
Im black so I aint equal
when you from the hood tho
that shit run a lil deeper
ain't one muthafucker in my hood
that ever became a doctor
ain't one body in my family
who done ever became a lawyer
my daddy sold dope
that shit hard not to follow
my mamma did her best
but she had her own problems
my brother a two time looser
thats a whole nother saga
every nigga in my click
at some point was a robber
its hard to think different
cause shit im from the projects
as soon as you make a lil money
gotta spend it fightin charges
ain't put somethin a hunid
so I can live with caution
Im just tryna make sure
my wins out win my loses
chorus
It's a thousand niggaz that die
for every one nigga that make it out
My homie can't even read
but do his thang wit them pots
his momma been dead
his daddy smoke rocks
He can't get a job
some might say
its his own fault
sometimes situations can change
what you was taught
My mama and daddy was together
I wonder where I would be
cause most of the shit I know now
I learned it from the streets
cause being a certain color it attracks the police
and when you live in certain areas
you can never get peace
my mammas biggest fear
is me dying in these streets
but if I ain't up in it
how the fuck im gone eat
Its sad to say but nobody
in my family got a degree
a nigga played ball
and droppped out for the streets
and got involved in hustlin
and got in to deep
and shit got on my head
and nigga couldn't even see
the streets ain't the army
but I wanna be all I can be
chorus
I just got one wish
before they drop me in the casket
to wake up one mornin
and see my momma happy
I wanna salute God
for all the bad shit that happened
cause everythang that went wrong
now i understand it
protect me from my enemies
protect me when I was trappin
He left when i was little
but I still forgive my daddy
the world done got rough
everythang done got drastic
I'm just a black man
thats the color of my fabric
if im ever gone make it
the hustle I got to marry
the road done been rough
but I refuse to let it trap me
I done made some mistakes
but shit I ain't embarrassed
I gotta beat the odds
cause one day I'm gone perish
chorus
They say one outta ten blacks
we gonna die behind bars
say we was born in the ghetto
and we aint gonna make it far
ain't know avoiding getting killed
was never gonna be this hard
to keep it real wit you my nigga
Im just tryna beat the odds
Im just tryna beat the odds
Im just tryna beat the odds
They say one outta ten blacks
we gonna die behind bars
say we was born in the ghetto
and we aint gonna make it far
to keep it real wit you my nigga
Im just tryna beat the odds
Chorus:
you'll forever live on, forever live on
you'll forever live on, forever live on
you'll forever live on, you'll forever live on
you'll forever live on, you'll forever live on
Verse 1:
i never thought that wearing no hoodie, could cause
your life.
and i never thought you could just kill somebody and go
out the
same night.
every dog that you see that bark, don't mean that he
bite.
and everything thats black ain't evil, everything
that's pure ain't
white
cause you think that im doin wrong don't mean that you
right.
cause the ones that you think that won't, them the ones
that might.
certain people in this world the system don't like.
when you living what you worth is how they value your
life.
i can do all things through christ, who strengthen me.
and even when i pray i pray for my enemies.
and Pac said it best "only God can judge me."
trayvon lil homie, i want you to know you really
touched me.
Chorus:
you'll forever live on, forever live on
you'll forever live on, forever live on
you'll forever live on, you'll forever live on
you'll forever live on, you'll forever live on
Verse 2:
sometimes trying to live right, sometimes it seems so
wrong,
sometimes you tryin to get justice, sometimes it take
so long.
but the ones they supposed to keep in, be the ones they
let go home.
but the ones that hustle and survive, be the ones they
hold with no
bond.
my son supposed to burry me, but i ain posed to burry
my son.
you can call me nigga all you want, but you ain't pose
to treat me
like one,
pose to be able to express my self, and be able to
dress how i
want.
pose to be able to go where i please, and be able to
leave when I'm
done.
should I think that you sell dope, just cause you drive
a benz.
should I think that zack in a gang, just cause he sag
his pants.
whats right is right, whats wrong is wrong,
trayvon martin ,you'll forever live on.
Chorus:
you'll forever live on, forever live on
you'll forever live on, forever live on
you'll forever live on, you'll forever live on
Keep Talkin Dawg, Gon Make Me Rob Yo Pussy Ass
Aint Gon Wack U, Fuck Nigga, Only Want Cha Cash
U Lamer Den A Bitch Ole Soft Ass
Keep Talkin U Gon Make Me Rob Yo Pussy Ass
[Verse 1:]
U A Fuck Nigga And Everybody Know U Soft
Niggas Done Bent Cha Up 100 Times Damn U Soft
U A Professional Talker All U Do Is Talk
U Know How Ta Act Like U Bout It U Aint Never Got Off
Get A Couple Fuck Niggas Round Ya And U Try To Floss
Nigga, Catch It By Ya Self And U Act Lost
Soon Ass I Catch U Flaggin Ima Break Ya Off
And I Dont Care If Its In The Broad Day Or In The Dark
[Chorus x2]
Keep Talkin Dawg, Gon Make Me Rob Yo Pussy Ass
Aint Gon Wack U, Fuck Nigga, Only Want Cha Cash
U Lamer Den A Bitch Ole Soft Ass
Keep Talkin U Gon Make Me Rob Yo Pussy Ass
[Verse 2:]
Dont Take A Nigga Shit To Jump In That Monkey Suit
And Drop That Ski Down And Make That Choppa Do Wut It Do
U See A Nigga Joggin Wit Dem Cannons Dont Act Stupid
U Fuck Round And Panic And Buck If Ya Want To
And Ima Let All Hundred Of Dese Hollow Points Loose
Cuz Real Goons Dont Talk Real Goons Shoot
Keep Runnin Ima Bust Ya MuthaFuckin Head
Since U Wanna Play Like U Thuggin Ima Make U Red
And Fill Ya Lil Soft Pussy Ass Up Wit Lead
U Dont Hang Out Late Night Pussy You Scared
But U Get Round Dem Hoes And Try Ta Talk Big
U Just 1 Fuck Nigga, Dawg, I Gotta Get
[Chorus x2]
Keep Talkin Dawg,Gon Make Me Rob Yo Pussy Ass
Aint Gon Wack U, Fuck Nigga,Only Want Cha Cash
U Lamer Den A Bitch Ole Soft Ass
Keep Talkin U Gon Make Me Rob Yo Pussy Ass
[Verse 3:]
Ole Pussy Ass Nigga Dawg U Aint Spose To Be Out Chea
U Spose To Be On Tha Porch Where U Been The Last 10 Years
U Think U Is Nigga But U Aint In Da Clear
Make U Think Shit So we can Get Ya Out here
As Soon U Think Shit Gravy Get Cha Ass Flipped
Im Tryna Putcha In The Newspaper Off The RIP
That Fakin Like U Tough Done Got A Lot Of Niggas Killed
And How The Fuck Niggas Be The Ones Wit The Most Lip
U Wanna Be Bout It Dawg But Dat Aint How Ya Built
Niggas Slapped Ya Wit Da Pistol Dawg And Ya Dipped
Plies, Dawg Me And You Aint Cut From The Same Quilt
It Aint Gon Take Nun But One Time For U Ta Slip
And Ima Max Ya Ass Out Wit Da Whole Clip
I Wanna Run Down On Ya Wen Ya Witcha Dawgs
Run Up On Ya Ass N Giv It On All Yall
Yall Ready Kno Wut Im Bout U Kno How Im Rockin Dawg
[Chorus: Till End]
Keep Talkin Dawg,Gon Make Me Rob Yo Pussy Ass
Aint Gon Wack U Fuck Nigga, Only Want Cha Cash
(intro x2:)
bet if i suck on dat pussy bet dat'll get you wet
an rub my hand on dat clit bet dat'll get you wet
and rub my tongue down ya neck bet dat'll get wet
bet if i suck on dem tities bet dat'll get you wet
(chorus: Pleausre)
i wanna lick you up baby (baby)
i wanna lick you down baby (baby)
i wanna make you scream baby (baby)
i wanna make you shout baby (baby)
i wanna put it in yo gut baby (baby)
i wanna make you nut baby (babby)
cause all i wanna do is, cause all i wanna do is
(verse:1 Plies)
don't wanna fuck up yo panties you betta take em off
finna play wit dat pussy till i get ya moist
i can't fuck ya when ya dry cuz dat'll turn me off
if i can smell it den baby i don't put it in my mouth
i wanna suck on them titties cuz they look soft
an do me a favor and keep ya legs uncrossed
so i can lay on ya dick *got* boxers off, got ya bitin on ya lip cuz ya can't talk, and after i give ya dis dick i bet i'll change ya walk, an ima play wit ya clit want ya to pull it out
get you wet first then fuck ya *into a coma* long as ya pussy stay wet i can fuck ya how i wanna
(hook: 2x)
(chorus: Pleasure)
(verse: 2)
if i can't hear dat pussy smackin'it ain't wet enough
need to be able to hear it when i got you in a buck
need to see that pink shinnin when i open her up
pussy full of juices nigga hittin nuthin but guts
gotta be able to get you leekin before i fuck and got to get you
Off first before i neven nut i love ta run down on a broad dat got a soaker super wet pussy you can hear it when you stroke her, nigga whole stomach be
Wet when it's over had to throw away my sheets cuz she left a puddle
Wet pussy wit no smell a muthafucka
Pussy so wet feel like she pissed on her self pussy already drippin she aint need my help gotta fuck her on da floor she leek everywhere
You can nut and go to sleep i don't even care a street nigga wet pussy good for his health
[Hook x2: Plies]
Bet if i suck on dat pussy *bet* dat'll get you wet
An rub my hand on dat clit *bet* dat'll get you wet
And rub my tounge down ya neck *bet* dat'll get you wet
Bet if i suck on dem tities bet dat'll get you wet
[Chorus: Pleasure]
I wanna lick you up (baby)
I wanna lick you down (baby)
I wanna make you scream (baby)
I wanna make you shout (baby)
I wanna put it in yo guts (baby)
I wanna make you nut (baby)
Cuz all i wanna do is, cuz all i wanna do is
[Hook: Plies]
You a real tall glass of water
Just looking at you make me thirsty
Oh Lord & she the preacher's daughter
But still I want her in the worst way
She shouldn't have came her in the first place
Special occasion is her birthday
I swear to God I'm glad I caught her
Come blow the candles out baby
[Plies: Vrs. 1.]
Ok, ok, ok, And im up ok, ok, Glamorous ok, ok
She's the preacher's daughter, but I'm a ghetto star
She ain't going nowhere, (why) because I didn't beat her raw
Hooked her on the first shot, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar,
I let her play Chloe; I just play Lamar,
She just hit my cell cause she done left her bra
I, I, I got her on quavo
Got her with her shorts off, looking at her vajayo
Driving with my fingers crossed hope I don't go to hell
I, I, I got her rolling
I, I got her losing focus
Hook:
[Gucci: Vrs.2]
She like a devil in a red dress
I wanna get her in my incents
And plus I was just too fresh
She was flirting getting too fresh
She the preacher daughter on the alter
But, I spoil her like her father
I school her like a toddler
She with Gucci, so don't bother
I go harder and grind harder
I ride hard as she loving my persona
The aroma, a Kush ammonia
It's what she smells and I can't keep my hands off her
Hook:
[Plies: Vrs. 3.]
Red plus she bowlegged, a cherry no pit
Caught on the 6 for later on the 6
One thing I can say about her, shawty take a stick
She was greener than a motherfucker, I got her talking slick
She get it from her momma, all in the hips
I love walking behind her, so I can see her twist
I think I hit her kidneys the last time I ripped
I felt kind of bad though, so I left her a tip
Her Becky on steroids, that's little momma gift
She don't like to drink it strong though, so I just let her sip
4 o'clock in the morning, that liquor'll have you stiff
But that's my little baby she know how to make a grip
Bra if yo cash ain't right, right now dawg shit just fucked up right now dawg u done took
A lost when a bitch don't wanna give you nothing dawg telling you dawg u can make something happen
My money looking funny nigga just making it barely shit ain't how it use to be nigga ain't
Fronting the package gotta choke me a bitch outta something I gotta have it I'm on my
Dick dawg gotta make something happen
When a nigga money fucked up it's hard for him to think straight
Seem like a nigga life in park when he ain't got cake
First thing that cross a bitch mind shid he gotta take
U can stay broke forever or u can make a shape
Cause when u broke bitch talk to u any kinda way
U on ya dick bitch don't wanna here shit u gotta say
If u ain't built for this street shit den get out the way
Cause when a nigga broke everybody's fucking gravy
U either get money out chere or u fucking hate
U think a nigga gone give u something den keep waiting
U betta suck up yo mufucking pride and chase it
Cause when a nigga broke he ain't pose to have patients
My money looking funny nigga just making it barely shit ain't how it use to be nigga ain't
Fronting the package gotta choke me a bitch outta something I gotta have it I'm on my
Dick dawg gotta make something happen
I don't kno if god trying to punish me or my luck just bad
I don't kno which one of em it is but I need some fucking cash
I rather be in prison broke then out here without a stash
They say when it rains it purs then how will it last
Before I let it rain on me I'm a let a bitch crash
With all black on chie 5 and ske mask
The streets judge off wat u got not wat u had
I took a lost and it hurt me fucked me up bad
It ain't no feeling in the world like loosing ya last
I ain't got no choice I'm fucked up gotta bounce back
Seems like it take forever to get to get it but u can loose it fast
I rather a mufucka vist me while sitting behind a glass
My money looking funny nigga just making it barely shit ain't how it use to be nigga ain't
Fronting the package gotta choke me a bitch outta something I gotta have it I'm on my
Dick dawg gotta make something happen
The nigga that invented robbing I bet he was broke
Cause when u fucked up out her it ain't no fucking joke
And all bets off when a nigga money low
A nigga willing to take chances he ain't neva took before
And willing to cross a mufucka for the love of the dough
I can't fault nigga cause I done did that shit before
If u gone take it just be ready to play it how it go
It's every nigga for self this shit cut throat
I bet I past me a nigga for he past me tho
For every nigga balling it's a hundred niggas hunting
I don't kno if he told but these yung niggas thuggin
So why u outta balling it's some niggas riding lucky
My money looking funny nigga just making it barely shit ain't how it use to be nigga ain't
Fronting the package gotta choke me a bitch outta something I gotta have it I'm on my
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12 Sep 2013
When US President Barack Obama made his case for military action in Syria in a televised address on Tuesday, he mentioned Israel only fleetingly, as one of several US allies who could be threatened by the Syrian government's chemical weapons stockpile. "If fighting spills beyond Syria's borders, these weapons could threaten allies like Turkey, Jordan and Israel," Obama said ... "Israel is not a victim ... They made a simple argument ... ....(size: 7.7Kb)
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12 Sep 2013
Vladimir Putin has made a personal appeal to the American people, calling for caution when dealing with Syria and warning that a military strike would “unleash a new wave of terrorism”. Writing an opinion piece for The New York Times, the Russian president drew attention to previous Western military interventions in the Middle East, when he said “force proved ineffective and pointless” ... UN Inspectors doubt Russian plan can work....(size: 6.8Kb)
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12 Sep 2013
September 12, 2013 -- Updated 0752 GMT (1552 HKT). A satellite image from August 31, 2013 shows steam venting from building adjacent to the Yongbyon reactor. Hong Kong (CNN) -- Satellite images of North Korea's Yongbyon nuclear facility have again raised questions about whether the country has restarted its plutonium production reactor -- regarded by western experts as a key component in the development of a nuclear weapon ... On China ... 0 ... ....(size: 8.5Kb)
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11 Sep 2013
Article by WN.com Correspondent Dallas Darling. "Smoke pours out of the civilian shelter for days while rescue workers collapse in grief excavating the remains, pitching their dead cargo to the ground. Some vomit from the stench of the sizzling corpses, nearly all women children, and babies, burned beyond identification."(1) -1991 Persian Gulf War One, where a U.S ... They are most irresponsible in upholding international norms ... 281.....(size: 4.7Kb)
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11 Sep 2013
Share. Twitter. Ghana News Share. View Comments. US President Barack Obama. "I have a deeply held preference for peaceful solutions"President Obama says he will pursue diplomatic efforts to remove Syria's chemical weapons but has ordered the US military to "be in a position to respond" if such measures fail. In a televised address, he said he had asked Congress to postpone a vote authorising the use of force ... He added ... He added ... ....(size: 5.2Kb)
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12 Sep 2013
(Source ... Research just published in the journal The Public Library of Science ONE (PLOS ONE) by a team of researchers from the Faculty of Life Sciences at The University of Manchester can now confirm that the existence of DNA in amber fossils is highly unlikely ... Dr Penney said ... Tel ... PLoS ONE, in press. To view the paper in The Public Library of Science ONE (PLOS ONE), please click here. http.//dx.plos.org/10.1371/journal.pone.0073150....(size: 4.2Kb)
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12 Sep 2013
(Source. Duke University). DURHAM, N.C. - To meet current U.S ... single-family homes ... The study, published today in the peer-reviewed online journal PLOS ONE, is "the first a put an environmental price tag on mountaintop removal coal," said Brian D ... ... coal demand ... Note ... Their new paper is online at http.//dx.plos.org/10.1371/journal.pone.0073203 ... Published August xx, 2013, in PLOS ONE. Doi. http.//dx.plos.org/10.1371/journal.pone.0073203....(size: 4.9Kb)
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12 Sep 2013
(Source. The University of Queensland). University of Queensland (UQ) researchers have found a natural component of Australian tarantula venom that is more potent against certain insect pests than existing chemical insecticides ... The findings are published today in the scientific journal PLOS ONE and can be accessed at.. http.//dx.plos.org/10.1371/journal.pone.0073136 ... Media contact ... distributed by ... (noodl. 20049420) ....(size: 3.0Kb)
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12 Sep 2013
Travel Deals. $249 -- NY. Lake Placid 'World's Best' Suite, Reg. $407. . See all travel deals ». SETH BORENSTEIN, The Associated Press. Posted. Wednesday, September 11, 2013, 4.42 PM. WASHINGTON (AP) - It's the ape equivalent of Google Maps and Facebook ... The researchers closely followed the males as they traveled on 320 days during the 1990s. The results were published Wednesday in the journal PLoS One ... ___. Online. ... Journal PLoS One ... ....(size: 4.2Kb)
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(Source. Executive Yuan of the Republic of China (Taiwan)). Two research teams in Academia Sinica, Dr. Andrew H.-J. Wang at the Institute of Biological Chemistry and Dr ... The research was published in PLoS Pathogens on August 23, 2013 ... Dr ... "Crystal structure of vaccinia viral A27 protein reveals a novel structure critical for its function and complex formation with A26 protein" can be found at the PLoS Pathogens journal website at....(size: 4.7Kb)
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12 Sep 2013
WASHINGTON — It's the ape equivalent of Google Maps and Facebook. The night before a big trip, Arno the orangutan plots his journey and lets others know where he is going with a long, whooping call ... The results were published Wednesday in the journal PLoS One ... "This guy basically thinks ahead," van Schaik said ... ....(size: 1.4Kb)
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UROS PEOPLE OF PERU AND BOLIVIA FOUND TO HAVE DISTINCTIVE GENETIC ANCESTRIES (National Geographic Society)
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(Source. National Geographic Society). RESEARCH CONCLUSIONS ... Despite the fact that the Uros today share many lineages with the surrounding Andean populations, they have maintained their own divergent genetic ancestry. WHO ARE THE UROS? ... Another 2,600 individuals live beside lakes and rivers of Bolivia ... SCIENTIFIC PAPER PUBLICATION ... 11 by the journal PLOS ONE. The paper is embargoed until 5 p.m ... http.//dx.plos.org/10.1371/journal.pone.0073006....(size: 5.9Kb)
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12 Sep 2013
Tweet. Washington, Sept 12 (ANI). A new study has revealed that physical fitness can boost learning and memory in 9-10-year-old kids, particularly when initial learning on a task is more challenging ... The study is published in the journal PLOS ONE. (ANI). Post comments.. ) .. ).. Comments.. HOME . . . . . . .. . . .. ....(size: 1.8Kb)
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12 Sep 2013
Tweet. Washington, Sept. 12 (ANI). Researchers have claimed that creating a real-life 'Jurassic Park is not possible as DNA is absent in sub-fossilized insects ... The research has been published in the journal PLOS ONE. (ANI). Post comments.. ) .. ).. Comments.. HOME . . . . . . .. . . .. ....(size: 1.8Kb)
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12 Sep 2013
Washington --. It's the ape equivalent of Google Maps and Facebook. The night before a big trip, Arno the orangutan plots his journey and lets others know where he is going with a long, whooping call ... The researchers closely followed the males as they traveled on 320 days during the 1990s. The results were published Wednesday in the journal PLoS One ... ....(size: 1.7Kb)
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| URL | PLoS.org |
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| Commercial? | No |
| Type of site | Science |
| Available language(s) | English |
| Launched | 2001 |
| Alexa rank |  84,199 (June 2012[update])[1] |
| Current status | Online |
The Public Library of Science (PLoS) is a nonprofit open-access scientific publishing project aimed at creating a library of open access journals and other scientific literature under an open content license. It launched its first journal, PLoS Biology, in October 2003 and publishes seven journals, all peer reviewed, as of April 2012.[2]
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History[link]
The Public Library of Science began in early 2001 as an online petition initiative by Patrick O. Brown, a biochemist at Stanford University, and Michael Eisen, a computational biologist at the University of California, Berkeley, and the Lawrence Berkeley National Laboratory. The petition called for all scientists to pledge that from September 2001 they would discontinue submission of papers to journals which did not make the full-text of their papers available to all, free and unfettered, either immediately or after a delay of several months. Some now do this immediately, as open access journals, such as the BioMed Central stable of journals, or after a six-month period from publication, as what are now known as delayed open access journals, and some after 6 months or less, such as the Proceedings of the National Academy of Sciences. Many others continue to rely on self-archiving.
Joined by Nobel Prize winner and former National Institutes of Health director Harold Varmus, the PLoS organizers next turned their attention to starting their own journal, along the lines of the UK-based BioMed Central, which has been publishing open-access scientific papers in the biological sciences in journals such as Genome Biology and the Journal of Biology since late 1999.
As a publishing company, the Public Library of Science began full operation on October 13, 2003, with the publication of a peer-reviewed print and online scientific journal entitled PLoS Biology, and has since launched seven more peer-reviewed journals. One, PLoS Clinical Trials, has since been merged into PLoS ONE. Following the merger, the company started the PLoS Hub for Clinical Trials to collect journal articles published in any PLoS journal and relating to clinical trials.
The PLoS journals are what it describes as "open access content"; all content is published under the Creative Commons "attribution" license (Lawrence Lessig, of Creative Commons, is also a member of the Advisory Board). The project states (quoting the Budapest Open Access Initiative) that: "The only constraint on reproduction and distribution, and the only role for copyright in this domain, should be to give authors control over the integrity of their work and the right to be properly acknowledged and cited."
Business model[link]
To fund the journals, PLoS charges a publication fee to be paid by the author or the author's employer or funder. In the United States, institutions such as the National Institutes of Health and the Howard Hughes Medical Institute have pledged that recipients of their grants will be allocated funds to cover such author charges. PLoS was launched with grants totalling US$13 million from the Gordon and Betty Moore Foundation and the Sandler Family Supporting Foundation.[3] PLoS confirmed in July 2011 that it no longer relies on subsidies from foundations and are covering their operational costs themselves.[4]
Impact[link]
The initiatives of the Public Library of Science in the United States have initiated similar proposals in Europe, most notably the "Berlin Declaration" developed by the German Max Planck Society, which has also pledged grant support for author charges (see also the “Budapest Open Access Initiative”).
Publications[link]
- PLoS Biology, ISSN 1544-9173; launched in 2003
- PLoS Medicine, ISSN 1549-1676; October 2004
- PLoS Computational Biology, ISSN 1553-7374; June 2005
- PLoS Genetics, ISSN 1553-7404; July 2005
- PLoS Pathogens, ISSN 1549-1676; September 2005
- PLoS Clinical Trials ISSN 1555-5887; May 2006, later merged into PLoS ONE
- PLoS ONE, ISSN 1817-101X; December 2006
- PLoS Neglected Tropical Diseases, ISSN 1935-2735; October 2007
- PLoS Hub for Clinical Trials, third quarter 2007
- PLoS Currents, ISSN 2157-3999; August 2009
Headquarters[link]
PLoS has its main headquarters in Suite 100 in the Koshland East Building in Levi's Plaza in San Francisco.[5] The company was previously located in the China Basin Landing building in San Francisco, located across from the AT&T Park.[6] In June 2010, PLoS announced that it was moving to a new location, because the growth of PLoS ONE and the increase in the number of articles submitted to PLoS journals after a National Institutes of Health mandate was put into effect, made PLoS outgrow its previous location. The move went into effect on June 21, 2010.[7]
See also[link]
- arXiv e-print archive
- Open Archives Initiative
- Open Access Scholarly Publishers Association, of which PLoS is a founding member
Footnotes[link]
- ^ "Plos.org Site Info". Alexa Internet. http://www.alexa.com/siteinfo/plos.org. Retrieved 2012-06-02.
- ^ "Journals". plos.org. http://www.plos.org/publications/journals/. Retrieved 2012-04-17.
- ^ Declan Butler (June 2006). "Open-access journal hits rocky times". Nature 441 (7096): 914. DOI:10.1038/441914a. PMID 16791161. http://www.nature.com/nature/journal/v441/n7096/full/441914a.html.
- ^ "2010 PLoS Progress Update | The Official PLoS Blog". Blogs.plos.org. 2011-07-20. http://blogs.plos.org/plos/2011/07/2010-plos-progress-update/. Retrieved 2012-02-27.
- ^ "Contact". PLoS. http://www.plos.org/contact/. Retrieved 2012-03-04.
- ^ "Contact". Internet Archive Wayback Machine. PLoS. 2008-03-10. http://web.archive.org/web/20080310204009/http://www.plos.org/contact.html. Retrieved 2012-03-04.
- ^ Allen, Liz (2010-06-16). "PLoS San Francisco office is moving | The Official PLoS Blog". PLoS. http://blogs.plos.org/plos/2010/06/plos-san-francisco-office-is-moving/. Retrieved 2012-03-04.
References[link]
- Adam, David. "Scientists Take on the Publishers in an Experiment to Make Research Free to All" The Guardian, 6 October 2003.
- Albanese, Andrew. "Open Access Gains with PLoS Launch: Scientists Call for Cell Press Boycott; Harvard Balks on Big Deal." Library Journal, 15 November 2003, 18-19.
- Bernstein, Philip, Barbara Cohen, Catriona MacCallum, Hemai Parthasarathy, Mark Patterson, and V. Siegel. "PLOS Biology-We're Open" PLoS Biology 1, no.2 (2003): 3
- Brower, Vicki. "Public Library of Science Shifts Gears." EMBO Reports 2, no. 11 (2001): 972-973.
- Brown, Patrick O., Michael B. Eisen, and Harold E. Varmus. "Why PLoS Became a Publisher." PLoS Biology 1, no. 1 (2003): 1-2.
- Butler, Declan. "Public Library Set to Turn Publisher as Boycott Looms." Nature, 2 August 2001, 469.
- ———. "Scientific Publishing: Who Will Pay for Open Access?" Nature, 9 October 2003, 554-555.
- Case, Mary. "The Public Library of Science." ARL: A Bimonthly Report on Research Library Issues and Actions from ARL, CNI, and SPARC, no. 215 (2001): 4. http://www.arl.org/newsltr/215/plos.html
- Case, Mary M. "Public Access to Scientific Information: Are 22,700 Scientists Wrong?" College & Research Libraries News 62, no. 7 (2001): 706-709, 716. http://www.ala.org/ala/acrl/acrlpubs/crlnews/backissues2001/julyaugust2/publicaccess.htm
- Cohen, Barbara. "PLoS Biology in Action." PLoS Biology 2, no. 1 (2004): 1. http://www.plosbiology.org/plosonline/?request=get-document&doi=10.1371/journal.pbio.0020025
- ———. "PLoS Medicine." PLoS Biology 2, no. 2 (2004): 139. http://www.plosbiology.org/plosonline/?request=get-document&doi=10.1371%2Fjournal.pbio.0020063
- Doyle, Helen. "Public Library of Science (PLoS): Committed to Making the World's Scientific and Medical Literature A Public Resource." ASIDIC Newsletter, no. 87 (2004): 9-10. http://www.asidic.org/meetings/newsletters/spring2004.pdf
- Doyle, Helen J. "The Public Library of Science—Open Access from the Ground Up." College & Research Libraries News 65, no. 3 (2004): 134-136. http://www.ala.org/ala/acrl/acrlpubs/crlnews/backissues2004/march04/publiclibraryscience.htm
- Eaton, Lynn. "'Free' Medical Publishing Venture Gets Under Way." BMJ, 4 January 2003, 11. http://bmj.bmjjournals.com/cgi/content/full/326/7379/11/b
- Eisen, Michael. "Publish and Be Praised." The Guardian, 9 October 2003. http://www.guardian.co.uk/life/opinion/story/0,12981,1058578,00.html
- Foster, Andrea L. "Scientists Plan 2 Online Journals to Make Articles Available Free." The Chronicle of Higher Education, 10 January 2003, A29.
- Gallagher, Richard. "Will Walls Come Tumbling Down?" The Scientist 17, no. 5 (2003): 15.
- Kleiner, Kurt. "Free Online Journal Gives Sneak Preview." New Scientist, 19 August 2003, 18. http://www.newscientist.com/news/news.jsp?id=ns99994071
- Knight, Jonathan. "Journal Boycott Presses Demand for Free Access." Nature, 6 September 2001, 6.
- Malakoff, David. "Opening the Books on Open Access." Science Magazine, 24 October 2003, 550-554.
- Mantell, Katie. "Open-Access Journal Seeks to Cut Costs for Researchers." SciDev.Net, 15 January 2004. http://www.scidev.net/News/index.cfm?fuseaction=readNews&itemid=1194&language=1
- Mason, Betsy. "Cell Editor Joins PLoS." The Scientist, 13 January 2003. http://www.biomedcentral.com/news/20030113/05/
- ———. "New Open-Access Journals." The Scientist, 20 December 2002. http://www.biomedcentral.com/news/20021220/06/
- McLaughlin, Andrew. "Senior Scientists Promise to Boycott Journals." The Scientist, 2 November 2000. http://www.biomedcentral.com/news/20001102/03/
- Medeiros, Norm. "Of Budgets and Boycotts: The Battle over Open Access Publishing." OCLC Systems & Services 20, no. 1 (2004): 7-10.
- Mellman, Ira. "Setting Logical Priorities: A Boycott Is Not the Best Route to Free Exchange of Scientific Information." Nature, 26 April 2001, 1026.
- Ojala, Marydee. "Intro to Open Access: The Public Library of Science." EContent 26, no. 10 (2003): 11-12. http://www.econtentmag.com/Articles/ArticleReader.aspx?ArticleID=5552&Query=intro%20open
- Olsen, Florence. "Scholars Urge Boycott of Journals That Won't Join Free Archives." The Chronicle of Higher Education, 6 April 2001, A43.
- Peek, Robin. "Can Science and Nature Be Trumped?" Information Today 20, no. 2 (2003): 19, 50-51.
- ———. "The Future of the Public Library of Science." Information Today 19, no. 2 (2002): 28.
- ———. "The Scholarly Publisher as Midwife." Information Today 18, no. 7 (2001): 32.
- Pickering, Bobby. "Medical Journals to Get Open Access Rival." Information World Review, 21 May 2004. http://www.iwr.co.uk/iwreview/1155321
- Public Library of Science. "Open Letter to Scientific Publishers." (2001). http://www.plos.org/about/letter.html
- Reich, Margaret. "Peace, Love, and PLoS." The Physiologist 46, no. 4 (2003): 137, 139-141. http://www.the-aps.org/news/PloS.pdf
- Russo, Eugene. "New Adventures in Science Publishing." The Scientist 15, no. 21 (2001): 12.
- Schubert, Charlotte. "PLoS Snaps Up Cell Editor." Nature Medicine 9, no. 2 (2003): 154-155.
- Stankus, Tony. "The Public Library of Science Passes Its First Biology Test." Technicalities 23, no. 6 (2003): 4-5.
- Suber, Peter. "The Launch of PLoS Biology." SPARC Open Access Newsletter, no. 67 (2003). http://www.earlham.edu/~peters/fos/newsletter/11-02-03.htm#launch
- Thibodeau, Patricia L., and Carla J. Funk. "Quality Information for Improved Health." PLoS Biology 2, no. 2 (2004): 171-172. http://www.plosbiology.org/plosonline/?request=get-document&doi=10.1371/journal.pbio.0020048
- Twyman, Nick. "Launching PLoS Biology?Six Months in the Open." Serials 17, no. 2 (2004): 127-131.
- Velterop, Jan. "Vendor View." Information World Review, 1 December 2001. http://www.iwr.co.uk/iwreview/1150688
- Wadman, Meredith. "Publishers Challenged over Access to Papers." Nature, 29 March 2001, 502.
- Walgate, Robert. "PLoS Biology Launches." The Scientist, 10 October 2003. http://www.biomedcentral.com/news/20031010/10/
External links[link]
- Public Library of Science website
- Harold Varmus iBioMagazine talk about PLoS: "Changing the Way We Publish"
- Editorial in the 7 August 2003 edition of The New York Times concerning Public Library of Science journals
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| Lee Gamble | |
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| Outfielder | |
| Born: (1910-06-28)June 28, 1910 Renovo, Pennsylvania |
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| Died: October 5, 1994(1994-10-05) (aged 84) Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania |
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| Batted: Left | Threw: Right |
| MLB debut | |
| September 15, 1935 for the Cincinnati Reds | |
| Last MLB appearance | |
| August 21, 1940 for the Cincinnati Reds | |
| Career statistics | |
| Batting average | .266 |
| Home runs | 0 |
| Runs batted in | 21 |
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lee Jesse Gamble (September 15, 1910 – August 21, 1994) was a professional baseball player. He was an outfielder over parts of four seasons (1935, 1938–40) with the Cincinnati Reds. For his career, he compiled a .266 batting average in 342 at-bats, with 21 runs batted in.
He was born in Renovo, Pennsylvania and later died in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania at the age of 84.
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- Career statistics and player information from Baseball-Reference
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| Name | Gamble, Lee |
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| Short description | American baseball player |
| Date of birth | June 28, 1910 |
| Place of birth | Renovo, Pennsylvania |
| Date of death | October 5, 1994 |
| Place of death | Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania |
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