'Travis Porter' is featured as a movie character in the following productions:

Passing Glory (1999)

Taglines:

They didn't just make shots. They made history.

Actors Ruby Dee (actress), Rip Torn (actor), Quincy Jones (producer), Frank Hoyt Taylor (actor), Harold Sylvester (writer), Magic Johnson (producer), Bill Nunn (actor), Brett Rice (actor), Andre Braugher (actor), Ric Reitz (actor), Steve James (director), Kyle Massey (actor), Kyle Massey (actor), Stephen James Taylor (composer), Daniel Hugh Kelly (actor),

Porter, Travis Filmography

• The Undercover Kid 1996, role: miscellaneous crew, Play in Full Screen

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  Told Ya Soshow lyrics

  Told Ya So

  [Intro:]
  I hate to tell em that I told you so uh
  [Verse 1:]
  Ey, life's fuckin great, I dig er I love er
  Makin all this money so I'm doin for others
  And how the hell we stood together 'cus nigga we
  brothers
  And we gon ball foreva just me and my bothers
  Me and my people, me and my fam
  Me and this new chick, just flew her in town
  Got this chick out in Vegas, do whatever I tell er
  Am I gon settle down? Shit, I'm thinkin neva
  Playa condos, nice whips, pretty women
  I'm in love with this shit 'cus nigga we livin
  Nigga we winnin, I hate to tell ya
  Promise I'll never settle for failure, believe that
  [Hook 1:]
  All we getting is money, we been getting all our life
  I love being single, I ain't lookin for no wife
  I'm bout to get this cheap dog, I'm tryna get this
  paper
  And this song right here is for them haters
  I hate to tell ya
  Yea, I hate to tell ya
  Uh, I hate to tell em
  What? I hate to tell em
  That I told you so
  [Hook 2:]
  I got a bad bitch in the backseat, got a bad bitch in
  the front
  And she'll do about anything, she'll buy whatever I
  want
  I hate to tell em
  What? I hate to tell em
  That I told you so
  [Verse 2:]
  Bad bitch in the back, bad bitch in the front
  One countin the cash, one rollin the blunt
  Boy all we get is paper, wanna flip by acres
  Tryna get that new house, make Oprah my neighbor
  We stay kickin flava, fuck all you haters
  We hear them talkin but no they won't face us
  I told ya'll nigga watch this
  I iced out my neck and I iced out my wrist
  Leaned off my Sprite, then I Sprite up my whip
  Meaning on my hip, I sank a nigga ship
  And they found blue where I pipe down your bitch
  You only live once, I'm a die filthy rich, why this?
  [Hook 1:]
  All we getting is money, we been getting all our life
  I love being single, I ain't lookin for no wife
  I'm bout to get this cheap dog, I'm tryna get this
  paper
  And this song right here is for them haters
  I hate to tell ya
  Yea, I hate to tell ya
  Uh, I hate to tell em
  What? I hate to tell em
  That I told you so
  [Hook 2:]
  I got a bad bitch in the backseat, got a bad bitch in
  the front
  And she'll do about anything, she'll buy whatever I
  want
  I hate to tell em
  What? I hate to tell em
  That I told you so
  [Verse 3:]
  Yea my niggas we get lost today
  Somebody tell me what time it is
  I ain't even wearin no watch today
  And I swear to God these niggas won't get the best of
  me
  And Keyshia wanna have sex with me
  But I'm tryna fuck Stephanie oh yea
  If that ain't privy nigga what do you call that?
  If that ain't money nigga, tell em to call back
  I really hate it for his lady
  I hate to be doing what that nigga doing on the daily
  nigga
  It takes a team, nigga go chase yo dreams
  Cash rules everything, around me go chase the cream
  Yea, a couple niggas gone and I hate to feel em
  Them niggas asked me where I been and I hate to tell em
  [Hook 1:]
  All we getting is money, we been getting all our life
  I love being single, I ain't lookin for no wife
  I'm bout to get this cheap dog, I'm tryna get this
  paper
  And this song right here is for them haters
  I hate to tell ya
  Yea, I hate to tell ya
  Uh, I hate to tell em
  What? I hate to tell em
  That I told you so

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  Don't We (ft. Future)show lyrics

  Don't We (ft. Future)

  (Bridge)
  Don't we? Don't we? Don't we? Don't we?
  Don't we? Don't we? Don't we? Don't we?
  Don't we? Don't we? Don't we? Don't we?
  Don't we? Don't we? Don't we? Don't we?
  (Hook)
  Don't we? Don't we? Don't we give these hoes some molly?
  Don't we try trap these bitches? Don't we? Don't we throw a party?
  Don't we? Don't we still take ecstasy and smoke on marley?
  Don't we? Don't we? Don't we? Don't we?
  Don't we? Don't we drink codeine? We pour that lean regardless
  Don't we? Don't we feed these shooters that'll ride for molly?
  Don't we? Don't we show these bitches and we throw a party?
  Don't we? Don't we? Don't we? Don't we? Don't we?
  (Verse)
  I am international, it's the P got pull fo
  They will shoot a molly, they'll open up the cantaloupe
  Don't we try to cause a lot, we swappin out them bitches
  Shout out that pyrex, got it jumpin out the kitchen
  Louie AP, turn up on you fuck niggas
  Cali good shine, it's comin by the truck nigga
  They got dog food in a bluff nigga
  These free bands in my pocket, dollar stuff nigga
  (Hook)
  Don't we? Don't we? Don't we give these hoes some molly?
  Don't we try trap these bitches? Don't we? Don't we throw a party?
  Don't we? Don't we still take ecstasy and smoke on marley?
  Don't we? Don't we? Don't we? Don't we?
  Don't we? Don't we drink codeine? We pour that lean regardless
  Don't we? Don't we feed these shooters that'll ride for molly?
  Don't we? Don't we show these bitches and we throw a party?
  Don't we? Don't we? Don't we? Don't we? Don't we?
  (Verse)
  Don't we turn up and drink codeine?
  Don't every time you run into me I be clean
  Pull a foreign and watch her til she hop up in it
  I wanna know who in it, I don't need it tinted
  Take her to the club 'cause she's an alcholic
  If I take her to the crib then I'm gon' hit regardless
  Done steppin up, magic city flooded up
  Show the molly, pass it up
  Me and my niggas gon turn up
  (Hook)
  Don't we? Don't we? Don't we give these hoes some molly?
  Don't we try trap these bitches? Don't we? Don't we throw a party?
  Don't we? Don't we still take ecstasy and smoke on marley?
  Don't we? Don't we? Don't we? Don't we?
  Don't we? Don't we drink codeine? We pour that lean regardless
  Don't we? Don't we feed these shooters that'll ride for molly?
  Don't we? Don't we show these bitches and we throw a party?
  Don't we? Don't we? Don't we? Don't we? Don't we?
  (Verse)
  Don't we hit the club? Don't we pull up deep?
  Ain't attorney niggas with me nigga and we VIP
  And we standin up on top of couches and we smoking tree
  Know you see these VVSs on me while these other niggas frontin
  Got a plug on a pine nigga though
  We sip 200$ Sprite nigga tho
  Might pull up in something foreign
  With two bitches on my arm
  We look like we havin fun nigga tho
  Don't we? Don't we? Don't we? Don't we? Don't
  (Hook)
  Don't we? Don't we? Don't we give these hoes some molly?
  Don't we try trap these bitches? Don't we? Don't we throw a party?
  Don't we? Don't we still take ecstasy and smoke on marley?
  Don't we? Don't we? Don't we? Don't we?
  Don't we? Don't we drink codeine? We pour that lean regardless
  Don't we? Don't we feed these shooters that'll ride for molly?
  Don't we? Don't we show these bitches and we throw a party?
  Don't we? Don't we? Don't we? Don't we? Don't we?

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  Club Going Crazyshow lyrics

  Club Going Crazy

  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls yea naked cross da world
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this, play this, play this, play this
  Verse 1:
  Okay now do it
  Do it wit no hands
  Do it how you do it when you do it wit yo fans (go ham)
  You got me bout to lose it
  Claimin you da best well you might have to show improvment
  Okay how did you manage to clap it back then land it and keep yo balance
  Havent seen that around da atlas
  Let me add you to my email atlas
  You got my mind in da gutter kush got it in da attic
  Its just b-i-g and travis
  Head so big that shit is jerrassic
  Do not stop with them shots (gimme)
  Ciroc Vodka if not (henny)
  Quit talkin im off it, im off it retard (timmy)
  Oooh show em you aint scared
  Now play this, play this, play this, could you play this for dem girls around da world
  Chorus:
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls yea naked cross da world
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this, play this, play this, play this
  Now when they hollerin
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  Now when they screamin in da club
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  Girls wanna have fun
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  So imma give her what she want
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  Verse 2:
  Okay do it, do it do it baby stick it
  I told her that i want her, she told me come and get it
  Her friend is sayin no but i know she really with it
  And now she shakin fast so i wrote that girl a ticket
  (Uh) Big ol booty gotta bring that back
  She dont know how to motherfuckin act
  When she hit that pole she work that pole
  She wet pussy oh she aint goin back
  So play this for dem ladies
  And i bet they go crazy
  Its just b-i-g and travey travey
  I meant travis travis travis travis
  Chorus:
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls yea naked cross da world
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this, play this, play this, play this
  Now when they hollerin
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  Now when they screamin in da club
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  Girls wanna have fun
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  So imma give her what she want
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  Verse 3:
  Okay now pop that pussy baby
  Pop that pussy baby
  Pop pop that pussy baby
  Hit that kush and then go crazy
  Dance like you dance when you in da mirror
  Lookin at yourself playin wit yo tounge ring yea im feelin ya
  Pullin on my Louis belt and my colla up
  Keep dancin like you dancin and imma keep throwin these dollars up
  Shake a lil somethin for me and my clique
  We gone get, get, get it (get it)
  Stop throwin those ones (ones)
  Now we throwin fiftys (fiftys)
  Verse 4:
  Im im, im nation wide when it come to these hoes
  I got bitches cross da states in different area codes
  (Uh) Im international when it come to these girls
  I got bitches over seas and hoes all over da world
  (Uh) This is for them girls, them mixed girls
  This is for them girls all across da world
  Yo this is for them girls, for them mixed girls
  So play this for them girls all across da world
  Chorus:
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls yea naked cross da world
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this, play this, play this, play this
  Now when they hollerin
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  Now when they screamin in da club
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  Girls wanna have fun
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  So imma give her what she want
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby

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  Travis Porter Greatest Hitsshow lyrics

  Travis Porter Greatest Hits

  {Verse1}
  Lay ya body down just so i can touch ya im hopinq ya ready bkusz i dnt wnna rush ya an just tew set tha mood i put on a little usher an now we tradinq places an wrestinq under coversz 10 tew 15 im ready tew blast off while we plyinq under coversz im takinq her pantsz off lyk mannnn an now she wnt meh tew b her man then i said nan an she brouqht meh another friend!
  {CHROUS}
  [i told her] qet naked take ya clothesz off wipe off ya lip qlossz ya bodi so soft[she naked] i love tha way she move it an we should mak a movie[a movie]while yu standinq here naked[ooh yeaah][ooh yeaah]she naked[ooh yeaah][ooh yeaah][yeaah] !
  {Verse2}
  here qurl kum qet thisz dicky...umm uum qud...she said strap yu finqer lickn
  listenn shawtyy kn i tel yu sumthn itsz yu tht i b wntinq...i lovee yo bodi structure it qot meh super sprunq an i bet wen yu butt naked tht thanqq i qo stupid dumbb where yu qet tht assz 4rm she said 4rm mii momma letsz take off ya pajamasz let meh watch ya cook lasqna uhhhh...an qurl yu knw ya badd flippa 4 ya assz i qive yu summ yu neva had letsz plyy adam n eve im messinq uhp ya weave here hav sum mo drank...sit bakk n let meh roll tha weed!
  {Chrous}
  [i told her] qet naked take ya clothesz off wipe off ya lip qlossz ya bodi so soft[she naked] i love tha way she move it an we should mak a movie[a movie]while yu standinq here naked[ooh yeaah][ooh yeaah]she naked[ooh yeaah][ooh yeaah][yeaah] !
  {Verse3}
  Tak ya pantsz off[keep qoin]tak yo pantiesz off[keep qoin]
  tak yo socksz off[keep qoin]fck it tak it all off i hope it aint
  ahhh issue i aint qo kissz yu bt i miqht lick yu 4rm yo neck tew ya anklesz qurl im nastyy i miqht spank yu
  i aint kum here tew tease yu qurl i kame here tew please yu qurl[an im touchinq,an we rubbinq,an we freakinq,an we vibinq,an she lyk it] we aint kissinq we aint hunchinq...we fckinq! ohhhhhhhhhhh!
  {Chrous}
  [i told her] qet naked take ya clothesz off wipe off ya lip qlossz ya bodi so soft[she naked] i love tha way she move it an we should mak a movie[a movie]while yu standinq here naked[ooh yeaah][ooh yeaah]she naked[ooh yeaah][ooh yeaah][yeaah] !

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  Flood This Shitshow lyrics

  Flood This Shit

  And when she do it
  I make it rain
  I'm a make it rain
  And when she do it
  She drive us boys insane
  Money and fame
  Yeah
  And he ain't no one turned up like this
  Bitch they scrobble they love this shit
  Bitch they scrobble they love this shit
  Bitch they scrobble they love this shit
  Magic city, flood this shit
  King of diamonds, flood this shit
  For the lines, flood this shit
  Bitch they scrobble they love this shit
  My puerto rican girl
  Call me Papy when I hit the club
  If it's dance I throw it all
  Fuck it, I don't give a fuck
  In KO dealin' with my whole team
  Flood that bitch like the water on
  Rain rain thunderstorm
  Louie stealin' all my dough
  Four, five in the mor'
  Four, five chain zone
  Tittie to the sweet
  Me and chico racing Range Rovers
  My valet paid him with a bunch of money
  Tuesday night and I'm a fuzzy jumping
  Turned up, bottles keep them coming
  Weather man make it rain money
  And when she do it
  I make it rain
  I'm a make it rain
  And when she do it
  She drive us boys insane
  Money and fame
  Yeah
  And he ain't no one turned up like this
  Bitch they scrobble they love this shit
  Bitch they scrobble they love this shit
  Bitch they scrobble they love this shit
  Magic city, flood this shit
  King of diamonds, flood this shit
  For the lines, flood this shit
  Bitch they scrobble they love this shit
  Ok now flood and flood it
  I'm throwing dirty money
  My B-boys be stained
  They stribble right down so shlutty
  I'm always spending money
  Spend 10 racks layer money
  Ball all night till the sun in
  Stripper girls know they love me
  Bills in my bank roll
  All night spending pesos
  Now my goons and my arms arive
  Will Rockefeller no Jay Ko
  I walk in hoes find a pole
  Throwing it up while she hit the floor
  So me and the ones we flood this shit
  Let the covers up, my joint falls
  And when she do it
  I make it rain
  I'm a make it rain
  And when she do it
  She drive us boys insane
  Money and fame
  Yeah
  And he ain't no one turned up like this
  Bitch they scrobble they love this shit
  Bitch they scrobble they love this shit
  Bitch they scrobble they love this shit
  Magic city, flood this shit
  King of diamonds, flood this shit
  For the lines, flood this shit
  Bitch they scrobble they love this shit
  Got a big booty striping ain't breeze
  She work in Magic City
  And as long as you got that cheese
  She shaking ass and tities
  Got a bag and a bitch in Faedis
  Try to ride there or hide it
  On day time she a school girl
  I'm paying her way through college, yeah
  They way she looking at the money
  Like she love this shit
  Me and my niggas gonna hit the club
  And we gonna flood this shit
  Yeah, and girl I like it when you make it wild
  And I hope you brought your goggles
  And when she do it
  I make it rain
  I'm a make it rain
  And when she do it
  She drive us boys insane
  Money and fame
  Yeah
  And he ain't no one turned up like this
  Bitch they scrobble they love this shit
  Bitch they scrobble they love this shit
  Bitch they scrobble they love this shit
  Magic city, flood this shit
  King of diamonds, flood this shit
  For the lines, flood this shit

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  Pot Of Goldshow lyrics

  Pot Of Gold

  She gonna work that for her POT OF GOLD
  She gonna work that for her POT OF GOLD
  She gonna twerk that for her POT OF GOLD
  She gonna twerk that for her POT OF GOLD
  She on a wet t-shirt contest
  She gonna twerk that ass, no stress
  She on a wet t-shirt contest
  She gonna twerk that ass, no stress
  She on a wet t-shirt contest
  She gonna work that thing for her POT OF GOLD
  She gonna twerk that ass, no stress
  She gonna work that thing for her POT OF GOLD
  Pulling up to the restaurant, we look like a certain kind
  Young nigga just flexing, hon, your bitch like a leprechaun
  And I bet she going for the gold medal, shorty is a gold digger
  I'm in a room full of hoes, we only like four niggas
  Now drop it low for me, you know you gotta drop it low for me
  Go ahead and pussy pop it all for me, girl, show me what I'm not supposed to see
  Can you make it shake, shake like a tortilla, now a nigga coming back like a dope fiend
  I love it when she twerking, wet t-shirt for the whole team
  Turn up
  She gonna work that for her POT OF GOLD
  She gonna work that for her POT OF GOLD
  She gonna twerk that for her POT OF GOLD
  She gonna twerk that for her POT OF GOLD
  She on a wet t-shirt contest
  She gonna twerk that ass, no stress
  She on a wet t-shirt contest
  She gonna twerk that ass, no stress
  She on a wet t-shirt contest
  She gonna work that thing for her POT OF GOLD
  She gonna twerk that ass, no stress
  She gonna work that thing for her POT OF GOLD
  Gold teeth, gold chain, throw big wheels, wish I had a boat length
  No nigga, no rope game
  All my niggas go forward, no soul plane
  See, I like you, bitches, I like coupes, booths missing
  I just made her do it for a brick of raw, ate with two bitches
  Sayonara, drinking sake in a Panamera
  Shorty got them double Ds, shorty got no underwear
  I got a pot of gold, gotta go, calico, foul
  Not gonna dope down, nut the whole crowd
  You, you, you look back here
  I got a trick machine like we doing that
  We gonna roll out the weed in here, man
  Big ol' double Ds and she lost any
  Walk around the mansion, got no panties
  White girls, they white steeze
  Trade no codeine, dog, I'm in the matrix
  Well, your boys looking for me for 35, huh
  Young dog, ball hard, didn't get money
  Is it the jewels, the track, your bitch really love me
  Got old school hoes screaming come at me
  Most of these niggas, they rather be funny
  Money coming both, can't keep this money
  Timb man got his hoes on the pole
  Pop that pussy for a pot full of gold
  She gonna work that for her POT OF GOLD
  She gonna work that for her POT OF GOLD
  She gonna twerk that for her POT OF GOLD
  She gonna twerk that for her POT OF GOLD
  She on a wet t-shirt contest
  She gonna twerk that ass, no stress
  She on a wet t-shirt contest
  She gonna twerk that ass, no stress
  She on a wet t-shirt contest
  She gonna work that thing for her POT OF GOLD
  She gonna twerk that ass, no stress
  She gonna work that thing for her POT OF GOLD
  Shorty work that ass, don't stress, I like the way you fit in that dress
  She ain't got no draw, that's a guess, you can come to the crib, be my guest
  Damn, bust it all for a real nigga, and for my lil' nigga
  And I'mma still hit you 'cause I don't care
  We can slide to the club, say she in love with a thug
  Say she try to get drunk and she wanna look good
  Gonna bust it open for him, show him this loving
  Say you want that gold, gonna show him what you can do
  She gonna work that for her POT OF GOLD
  She gonna work that for her POT OF GOLD
  She gonna twerk that for her POT OF GOLD
  She gonna twerk that for her POT OF GOLD
  She on a wet t-shirt contest
  She gonna twerk that ass, no stress
  She on a wet t-shirt contest
  She gonna twerk that ass, no stress
  She on a wet t-shirt contest
  She gonna work that thing for her POT OF GOLD
  She gonna twerk that ass, no stress
  She gonna work that thing for her POT OF GOLD

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  Lose Your Mindshow lyrics

  Lose Your Mind

  [Chorus:]
  If you chillin' in the club, and havin' a good time
  But man he keep on talkign to ya, bout to blow ya high
  Tappin on your shoulder, and ya bout to turn around
  Strap that nigga, punch that nigga, then ya turn right back around
  Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind
  Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind
  Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind
  Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind
  Please don't blow my high Please don't blow my high
  Please don't blow my high Please don't blow my high
  Please don't blow my high Please don't blow my high
  Please don't blow my high Please don't blow my high
  [Verse 1:]
  Punch that nigga, slap that nigga, POOF, begone
  Oh my god, guess what, my brain... it's gone
  Been drinkin in the VI, tryna mind my BI
  These thirsty bitches round me, you done fucking dippin BI
  Bout to lose my mind, go crazy crazy crazy
  Whole team turnin' up, screaming yay yay yay
  But please don't blow my high, please don't blow my high
  He be talking to my back and I don't even know this guy
  [Verse 2:]
  Tell me what, what you want?
  Turn around, leave me alone
  And I'm tryna smoke my strong, but he won't leave me alone
  So here what I'm a do, lil strap do fool
  I picked a bottle of this goose, and bruh just messed with my boo
  [Chorus:]
  If you chillin' in the club, and havin' a good time
  But man he keep on talkign to ya, bout to blow ya high
  Tappin on your shoulder, and ya bout to turn around
  Strap that nigga, punch that nigga, then ya turn right back around
  Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind
  Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind
  Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind
  Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind
  [Verse 3:]
  Who who are you? nigga, I don't even know you
  Keep on talking to me, like we just cool
  Keep on fucking with me, and Ali gon' act a fool
  He must now know me, I got that tool on me
  And fuck fame ya nigga, I'm gonna my goons homie
  Man something must be wrong with him, quit talking Ali, gon' sang the song to him
  Nigga I am crazy dawg and I'll swing on all of ya'll
  So it's just best to quit tryin' me dawg and get from around here dawg
  [Chorus:]
  If you chillin' in the club, and havin' a good time
  But man he keep on talkign to ya, bout to blow ya high
  Tappin on your shoulder, and ya bout to turn around
  Strap that nigga, punch that nigga, then ya turn right back around
  Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind
  Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind
  Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind
  Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind
  [Verse 4:]
  Man I lost my mind, I don't know where I left it
  You talking shit to me, boy you better have a weapon
  Mine is a Smith & Wesson, you better count your blessings
  So there ain't no contesting, this is what you niggas testing
  So all that pushing, shoving, jumping all around
  I'm a come mess with little boy, just turn it down (DJ turn it down)
  So get with man, I turn around
  I left that red all on his face just like a crayon
  Please don't blow my high Please don't blow my high
  Please don't blow my high Please don't blow my high
  Please don't blow my high Please don't blow my high

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  Make It Rainshow lyrics

  Make It Rain

  [Chorus:]
  You wanna see some ass
  I wanna see sum cash
  Keep dem dollars comin
  And thats gonna make me dance
  And thats gonna make me dance
  And thats gonna make me dance
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  [Quez:]
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make I rain
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  [Ali:]
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm throw sum 20's ain't got no mutha fuckin change bitch
  Do you want dis money (yeah)
  Den she keep on hollen (yeah)
  Den she said she wanna go
  And where's da after party
  At my fuckin house hoe
  Put it in yo mouth hoe
  I'm make it rain call me "Mr. Dark Cloud" hoe
  We so fuckin wild son
  Das my fuckin style hoe
  Den I bend her over and say was up with dat tote
  [Chorus:]
  You wanna see some ass
  I wanna see sum cash
  Keep dem dollars comin
  And das gonna make me dance
  And das gonna make me dance
  And das gonna make me dance
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  [Quez:]
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make I rain
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  [Quez:]
  Rain rain das what da hoes be screamin
  Blang blang das when my diamonds be gleaming
  Cam in dis thang thrown cash like a pass
  Den I pop me some campaign soaked her ass den I laughed
  (Make it make it rain trick)
  Money ain't a thang bitch
  Gone shake dat ass ain't no shame in yo game bitch
  Take you to da crib and knocked yo pussy out da frame bitch
  I'm make it rain bitch, wats dat shit you sayin bitch
  [Chorus:]
  You wanna see some ass
  I wanna see sum cash
  Keep dem dollars comin
  And das gonna make me dance
  And das gonna make me dance
  And das gonna make me dance
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  [Quez:]
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make I rain
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  [Strap:]
  (You wanna see some ass)
  yeah.. why you playin guh
  (I wanna see some cash)
  so what chu sayin guh
  Shawty said nigga you broke... hold up
  Broke niggaz make me sick... throw up
  Broke bitches talk to much... bitch shut up
  Twenty-five hundred in ones
  In finna wet her up
  Make it make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain... yeahh
  You just do yo thang bitch
  You just do yo thang... yeahh
  I'm single wit alot of pringles
  If you wanna mingle get on my Mandingo bitch
  Shawty talk shit cause she know dat she the shit
  she be sangin dis
  Make it rain trick
  [Quez:] I'm I'm make it rain bitch
  Make it rain trick
  [Quez:] I'm I'm make it rain bitch
  Make it rain trick
  [Quez:] I'm I'm make it rain bitch
  Make it rain trick

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  Make That Ass Clap

  [Chorus:]
  Shake it like you tryna get paid
  (Make that ass clap)
  Work it like you tryna get a
  Raise
  (Make that ass clap)
  Them niggas throwin' ones we
  Throwin' hundreds
  (Make that ass clap)
  Came in the club straight
  Stuntin'
  (Make that ass clap)
  We don't stand around we
  Make it rain
  (Make that ass clap)
  Bitch this ain't no check this
  Just some change
  (Make that ass clap)
  Baby you the
  Baddest of them all
  (Make that ass clap)
  Somebody give her
  Around of a plause
  (Make that ass clap)
  [Verse 1:]
  I did it so I do it.
  I brung it in the club so you
  Know I threw it
  She said her name was Keisha
  It's very nice to met chu
  I told her turn around and
  That booty had a seizure
  I only carry cash. I do not carry
  A VISA.
  And she dropped it low like the
  Bass up in my speakers
  And she got up on the pole with
  This girl her name Christina
  Her friend said it's time to go. I
  Said baby girl just leave her
  Just leave her
  [Chorus:]
  Shake it like you tryna get paid
  (Make that ass clap)
  Work it like you tryna get a
  Raise
  (Make that ass clap)
  Them niggas throwin' ones we
  Throwin' hundreds
  (Make that ass clap)
  Came in the club straight
  Stuntin'
  (Make that ass clap)
  We don't stand around we
  Make it rain
  (Make that ass clap)
  Bitch this ain't no check this
  Just some change
  (Make that ass clap)
  Baby you the
  Baddest of them all
  (Make that ass clap)
  Somebody give her
  Around of a plause
  (Make that ass clap)
  [Verse 2:]
  Is you gone make that ass
  Clap, just give me yo
  Answer. I'm a spend a band on
  You cause you hot like a
  Candle. Yellow hoe banna. All
  Them hoes look up to you. I
  Like a bitch that bossed up. I
  Wanna fuck with' you
  Bitch this ain't no check.
  This is just some pocket.
  Spent bought 5 bands.
  Guess I'm on my partna
  Shit. Bad like a Lambo.
  Gone hop on top of me.
  Face down, Ass up, Head
  Stand, poppin' it
  [Chorus:]
  Shake it like you tryna get paid
  (Make that ass clap)
  Work it like you tryna get a
  Raise
  (Make that ass clap)
  Them niggas throwin' ones we
  Throwin' hundreds
  (Make that ass clap)
  Came in the club straight
  Stuntin'
  (Make that ass clap)
  We don't stand around we
  Make it rain
  (Make that ass clap)
  Bitch this ain't no check this
  Just some change
  (Make that ass clap)
  Baby you the
  Baddest of them all
  (Make that ass clap)
  Somebody give her
  Around of a plause
  (Make that ass clap)
  [Verse 3:]
  Make that ass clap.Shake like
  You throwin craps. Clap booty
  On my lap. Clap gave her booty
  Dap. Knock it off the map. Baby
  It's rap. Got her tappin out. But
  I like the way she clap. Clap it
  Like a pro. Now she drop it low
  First she hit the flow.
  Then she climb the
  Pole.Oh I'm liking
  That.Baby. I'm diggin
  That. After we leave this
  Show I'm hopin that I
  Can dig in that.
  [Chorus:]
  Shake it like you tryna get paid
  (Make that ass clap)
  Work it like you tryna get a
  Raise
  (Make that ass clap)
  Them niggas throwin' ones we
  Throwin' hundreds
  (Make that ass clap)
  Came in the club straight
  Stuntin'
  (Make that ass clap)
  We don't stand around we
  Make it rain
  (Make that ass clap)
  Bitch this ain't no check this
  Just some change
  (Make that ass clap)
  Baby you the
  Baddest of them all
  (Make that ass clap)
  Somebody give her
  Around of a plause
  (Make that ass clap)
  [Verse 4:]
  Make that ass clap. Shawty get
  Loose, boy you keepin
  Secrets.Booty tell the
  Truth.Make that thang
  Clap.Night quil dick.Shawty
  Take a nap.I'm tryna take you
  Home.I don't won't no dance
  Hoe.
  Kepp playin with me.
  Fuckin on the dance
  Flow.Brought the goons
  In the club check the
  Ice grill.Thdm niggas
  Throwin' one's. We
  Payin light bills.
  M-m-m-make
  That ass clap
  M-m-m-make
  That ass clap
  M-m-m-make
  That ass clap
  M-m-m-make
  That ass clap
  We don't stand around
  We make it rain
  (Make that ass clap)
  Bitch this ain't no
  Check this just some
  Change
  (Make that ass clap)
  Baby you the
  Baddest of them all
  (Make that ass clap)
  Somebody give her
  Around of a plause

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  Minajshow lyrics

  Minaj

  [ALI:]
  You wanna fuck me
  You gotta fuck da fam to(all 'em)
  Now we all going in FAMU
  You dont wanna join well DAMN you(goodbye)
  Open dem doors and welcome to da damn zoo
  She's a freak; she's a freak; and you a freak too
  Stop da talkin lay down and let me freak you
  Open wide; let me thru
  I fucked her mouth so hard I knocked her teeth loose
  AWESOME HEAD; GEEK FREAK
  She dont leave a mess; call her a neat freak
  Quez and strap open da door gettin a sneak peak
  Now travis porter divin in DEEP SEA
  [CHORUS:]
  Wanna have a minaj
  We can have a minaj
  Lets go have a minaj
  Me and a couple of broads
  In da garage
  On top of da cars
  Anywhere everywhere lets have a minaj
  MINNNNNNAAAAAAJJJJJJ
  We can have a minaj
  Lets go have a minaj
  I asked her one question wat would make her happy
  She said take me to atl so I can go meet traviii
  [QUEZ:]
  Everybody listen up; come on and get a lil closer
  Got two barbies on da bed four barbies on da sofa
  I might add her to my facebook if she just let me poke her
  I might take her to atl so she can work at strokers
  She sucked me like a smoker
  Blew my head off my shoulders
  Den I called up wet lexon so she could come fuck my shofer
  She said her name was nicki
  But her friends dey call her babycakes
  Nutted on her cheeks everybody call her babyface
  She's a pro; call me rookie
  She want me to lick her from her neck to her cookie WOW
  She wanna show; call david ?? just book me
  THANKSGIVING goin ham in dat pussy
  [CHORUS:]
  Wanna have a minaj
  We can have a minaj
  Lets go have a minaj
  Me and a couple of broads
  In da garage
  On top of da cars
  Anywhere everywhere lets have a minaj
  MINNNNNNAAAAAAJJJJJJ
  We can have a minaj
  Lets go have a minaj
  I asked her one question wat would make her happy
  She said take me to atl so I can go meet traviii
  [STRAP:]
  Yummy yummy yummy I go dummy in her pussy
  Im not no trick but I might throw some money on her pussy
  Nicki nicki nicki open up your mouth
  Put dis dicky on ms.nicki den I turnt her out
  Fuck a 69 lets do a 96
  Six girls one dick
  We can make ah....
  I go foo foo on dat coo coo
  She say strap boo you heaven sent
  Multiple color??
  Let me be your president
  Harajuku gang
  Damn she like to bang
  Lite skin 5'3
  Damn I love her frame
  I bet my bitch can take yo bitch and make yo bitch come lick my dick [x2]
  [CHORUS:]
  Wanna have a minaj
  We can have a minaj
  Lets go have a minaj
  Me and a couple of broads
  In da garage
  On top of da cars
  Anywhere everywhere lets have a minaj
  MINNNNNNAAAAAAJJJJJJ
  We can have a minaj
  Lets go have a minaj
  I asked her one question wat would make her happy

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  My Team Winnin'

  Bad hoes I'm seen with them
  Car seats got Screens in them
  Hoes row got beans in them
  Check the stats, my team winning
  Check the stats, my team winning
  Check the stats, my team winning [x2]
  Ok, my trap button got beans in it
  Green gold got bling in it
  Back seats got Lean in it
  Check the stats, my team winning
  Check the stats, my team winning
  Check the stats, my team winning [x2]
  This ain't no taxi, taxi
  I'm rolling down the window
  From the back seat, back seat
  No this ain't no rental Boy I Bought it I own it I keep a chauffeur, he drove it
  My pocket money can't fold it
  I keep some bitches to hold it
  My belt got lv's in it
  Shoes got lv's in it
  Bank account got g's in it
  Here a hundred dollar bill, I sneeze in it
  And if you got 2 Doors I Be's in it
  Wanna Watch Me As I Lean's In It
  If you see a bad bitch In The Passenger Seat
  You know damn well that Ali's in it
  Bad hoes I'm seen with them
  Car seats got screens in them
  Hoes row got beans in them
  Check the stats, my team winning
  Check the stats, my team winning
  Check the stats, my team winning [x2]
  Ok, my trap button got beans in it
  Green gold got bling in it
  Back seats got lean in it
  Check the stats, my team winning
  Check the stats, my team winning
  Check the stats, my team winning [x2]
  Ok, my team winning, my team winning,
  Gotta H Town girl, codeine sipping
  Double g's slippers, I'm a clean nigga
  Take a black drink it like you don't need a liver
  Lot of bitches lot of liquor and a little tree
  I gotta bring a couple more cause I'm t-p
  I bet the high siditty bitches try to play me
  I better get it in the indi-end like it's t p
  Ok, chief-in on whatever on another level
  Never been a fool, and that's word to eric neville
  Yeah, and they all looking at me
  You such a runnin rebel, well you in lv
  High, ain't nuttin they can tell me
  I got bars u lil niggas sell ring
  You little niggas little league I'm the real thing
  I still wonder while you little niggas still breathe
  I'm ring winnin, my jeans different
  Lil PRPS like 3 digits
  Don't be on BS keep it G, nigga, with a P, nigga
  Yeah, check the stats, my team winning
  Bet I get a bitch open like a flea-flicker
  Ricky Vaughn n this bitch major league, nigga
  And to think u muthafuckas thought sheen winnin
  Word
  Bad hoes I'm seen with them
  Car seats got screens in them
  Hoes row got beans in them
  Check the stats, my team winning
  Check the stats, my team winning
  Check the stats, my team winning [x2]
  Ok, my trap button got beans in it
  Green gold got bling in it
  Back seats got lean in it
  Check the stats, my team winning
  Check the stats, my team winning
  Check the stats, my team winning [x2]
  Ok, check the stats, check the racks
  We getting money, you can face the facts
  Monday through Monday we be cashing checks
  We den turnt it up now it's at the max
  Lv on my feet with a belt to match
  Hit yo hoe with a muthafuckin baseball bat
  Den I put that hoe on the welcome mat
  Den I tell that hoe ain't no coming back
  I do this shit for a exercize
  Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs
  Flexin' hard nigga all the time
  Ain't wearin' that shit if it ain't customized
  They at the bottom {we at the top}
  We popping bottles, it don't stop
  They killed the scene; I killed the block
  Put a brand new [?] on top my watch
  Got a beans if you wanna pop
  I pop one, you pop one
  Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one
  Bad bitch riding shotgun
  2 of her friends in the back boy
  My team winning that's a fact boy
  You got phat pockets like a fat boy
  Check the stats, my team winning
  All my hoes got team with em
  Shirt cotton; my jeans denim
  Had to wear the 13 with them
  Had to wear the 13 with them
  3 blunts got green in em
  2 cups got lean in em
  1 bitch, my team hittin {my team hittin}
  Yeah bitch, my team hittin
  My bitch fly, my pit fly, my car fly, got wings in it
  Got wings in, clear eyes, vizine in it
  You need to check the record, you better check the stats, I bet they tell you that my team winnin
  Bad hoes I'm seen with them
  Car seats got screens in them
  Hoes row got beans in them
  Check the stats, my team winning
  Check the stats, my team winning
  Check the stats, my team winning [x2]
  Ok, my trap button got beans in it
  Green gold got bling in it
  Back seats got lean in it
  Check the stats, my team winning
  Check the stats, my team winning
  Check the stats, my team winning

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  Neva Evashow lyrics

  Neva Eva

  Look look look, listen baby.
  I know trust is the basic in a relationship, and I always tried to blame you, when you ain't did nuttin.
  When I'm the one that really wronq, so I really don't know how to say this;
  But lemme say it the best way that I can,
  Ayy, qirl you qot me qoin in circles, swear to qod ain't nobody on this earth
  Do the thinqs that you do, babyqirl I salute. don't know what I would do if I did not have you qirl,
  I'm sorry, don't ask to be on the tv show maury, baby I'm sorry; pleaase, I didn't mean what I said;
  So I apoloqize, babyqirl lemme wipe yur eyes dnt you cry; uh uhh. because you riqht and
  I'm wronq, that's why I had to make this sonqq,
  [Chorus:]
  Cause you'd neva eva do me wronq, and when I was alwaays in ya phonee.
  But babyqirl I'm thru with lyin ' so I'm a tell the truth about it,
  You ain't neva eva crossed the line, cause I was always on ya mind,
  I think we need to tlk about it, and so let me tell the truth about it.
  Lemme tell the truth about it [x2]
  Don't knw what ta' do about it.
  I just knw I did you wronq, and I don't knw what ta' do about it.
  I just knw I did you wronq baby, qirl I did you wronq.
  And I'm juhs tryna confess to you, all the thinqs I said and
  Yes there true; but qimmie a chance I'm a be a better man, and I hope ya understaaand.
  I'm tryna move on, I'm tryna qet back on with you, tell the truth,
  Cause I know it wasn't you, it was me and baby I'm, I'm sorry.
  [Chorus]
  Why, why do you do that to mee, I knw you won't do it to me,
  But I knw I do it to you; but I know I need to chanqe but you be the one makin me do it,
  And I be the one that be actin up foolish and you be the one who be like "niqqa why you do it"
  (why you do it) idk I'm kinda stupid,
  And I be the one like baby I'm sorry,
  And you be the one like "niqqa you stupid, you retarded"
  And I be like I'm sorry, and baby you knw I'm sorry.

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  PARTY TIME

  Hook:
  We're gonna party, have a good time
  We're gonna live our life to the fullest
  No regrets, no rewinds
  Check your watch, is party time
  Chorus:
  I got ten minutes to get ready
  Got nine bi***es on my line, bumping 8 ball & MJGs
  Smoke a seven just while I'm ridin
  Then I pulled up in a six, gave a lil homie high five
  Then I poured up a four, three, two, one let go
  Party (party), party (party), party (party)
  Party (party), party (party), party (party)
  Put your hands up and party in the room, party
  Verse 1:
  I ain't gotta check my watch to know it's party time
  Baby, yeah we party like this all the time
  Drinking liquor straight like we don't lost our minds
  Early in the morning it's a quarter to nine
  Get up, get up, jumping on the sofa like what
  These ni**as done turned me up, aint nothin cuz we getting fu**ed up
  Drinking all night shots shots shots
  Fu*k it lets take shot shot shot
  Gotta crib, that's spot spot spot
  We bout to turn it up
  Get on the floor, get turned up
  Drink a lil mo', get fu**ed up
  Get on the floor, get turned up
  Drink a lil mo', get fu**ed up
  Yeah, we got these ladies taking their clothes off
  We gonna party party party till it goes off
  Hook:
  We're gonna party, have a good time
  We're gonna live our life to the fullest
  No regrets, no rewinds
  Check your watch, is party time
  Chorus:
  I got ten minutes to get ready
  Got nine bi***es on my line, bumping 8 ball & MJGs
  Smoke a seven just while I'm ridin
  Then I pulled up in a six, gave a lil homie high five
  Then I poured up a four, three, two, one let go
  Verse 2:
  All we do is party
  Travey turned it up a notch
  Swisher sweets in my pocket,
  I'm a blow the whole box
  Chain game swanging, hoes in amazement
  Now we in the mansions and we came from the basement
  Half a ticket bit*h, I'll spend it on fashion
  I got seven grams of the sh*t from Los Angeles
  Flyin' through the city bumping 8 ball & MJ
  Three sixty five bit*h, we ball like MJ
  Get 10k on a rainy day
  Few minutes I'll be gone, taking the plane away
  First class with a model, yeah, like no tomorrow
  Swimming in the money I got all my Gucci goggles
  Party (party), party (party), party (party)
  Party (party), party (party), party (party)
  Verse 3:
  Yeah, we got it shaking like a bag of peas
  Watch these mother fuck*rs jump like a trampoline
  Yeah, and if you in here put your hands up
  Fu*k it put your cups up, ni**a gone and jump
  What what what what
  What the hell is you talking about?
  Man, I'm hungry as a bitch after party at waffle house
  Man, I'm getting plays, like my brother MGK
  Now we party all day, you might jump up off the stage
  What what what what
  What the hell are you doing, dog?
  You aint partying like us, then this song might ruin y'all
  Swishers for the blunts, putting liquor in the punch, getting pretty bit*hes drunk
  And we're waking up for lunch.
  Hook:
  We're gonna party, have a good time
  We're gonna live our life to the fullest
  No regrets, no rewinds
  Check your watch, is party time
  Chrous:
  I got ten minutes to get ready
  Got nine bi***es on my line, bumping 8 ball & MJGs
  Smoke a seven just while I'm ridin
  Then I pulled up in a six, gave a lil homie high five

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  Pop A Rubberband

  Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband
  Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband
  Shorty won't let go and she know that i'm the man
  She say she wanna dance, hold a puppet in her hand
  And i pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband
  Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband
  And when we hit the club, we don't go there just to stand
  We brought a couple grand, we gon make those bitches dance
  And we pop them rubber bands
  Used to jack, rollin' up a jack
  Shout so deep, see her error form the front
  I'm playin' with them damn, i'm playin' with, i'm a band
  I pop 'er like they village, yea, i pop 'er like they village
  Bring me anything , meet me girlies and we offer
  Drop the chain, call me dirty or tiago
  When my color runs in the flute, tell my bug it up
  I love this stripper good, man i just can't get enough
  20 g's in a rubberband hoe on a man
  Then standin' on the speaker, why we do my money then?
  One step, two step, three step, four
  Pop pop pop that pussy, if you won't they gon
  Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband
  Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband
  Shorty won't let go and she know that i'm the man
  She say she wanna dance, hold a puppet in her hand
  And i pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband
  Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband
  And when we hit the club, we don't go there just to stand
  We brought a couple grand, we gon make those bitches dance
  And we pop them rubber bands
  All black with some gold on
  For diablo's on the whip, get my roll on
  Bad yellow bone bitch, ain't got no clothes on 'er
  For a dope g bitch ain't got no doors on 'er
  Pop a rubberband, bitch i do this every night
  Go outside tonight, early morning catch a flight
  I turn the lights off, baby welcome to the show
  You ain't down to play your role but you gotta go
  If you don't wanna go then baby take a shot
  I know you want these rubber bands, drop it like it's hot
  Yea, i'm tryna flip into a movie set
  And when she see a rubberband it get her pussy wet
  Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband
  Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband
  Shorty won't let go and she know that i'm the man
  She say she wanna dance, hold a puppet in her hand
  And i pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband
  Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband
  And when we hit the club, we don't go there just to stand
  We brought a couple grand, we gon make those bitches dance
  And we pop them rubber bands
  Look, shorty runnin', shake that ass on me
  I say cool, man i'm glad i got some cash on me
  Young nigga 21, i'm a fuckin' boss
  All this money that i foam could've bottle off
  And y'all niggas can't afford those
  No, he doin' that, his 3 or 4 clothes
  Yea, and i ain't nothin' like that other man
  Still lookin' polished with the hoties up in rubber bands
  Spendin' money all across the world
  Up the magic closet, have it with my neighbor earl
  Yea, pulled up in the new range
  No, we had to make it rain with the loose change
  Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband
  Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband
  Shorty won't let go and she know that i'm the man
  She say she wanna dance, hold a puppet in her hand
  And i pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband
  Pop a rubberband, pop a rubberband
  And when we hit the club, we don't go there just to stand
  We brought a couple grand, we gon make those bitches dance

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  Proud To Be A Problem

  [Dj Teknik]
  We don’t need no damn introduction
  Teknikz the motherfuckin DJ
  Strap the fufu
  Quez the black boe
  You kno what that is
  Travis Porter
  And we Proud to be a muhfuckin Problem
  Porter House music group
  ( Georgia Muscle Boi)
  Leh Go
  [Ali]
  No cure (NO) I don’t need to see the doctor (NO)
  I’m happy just who I am
  Cuz I’m proud to be a problem (I’m a problem)
  Give em something that the old folks thought em
  Aint no changing who they is cuz they proud to be a problem (We a problem)
  Fufu I’m a muhfuckin problem (He a problem)
  Ali I’m a muhfuckin problem (He a problem)
  I think they kno Quez he a muhfuckin problem (He a problem)
  Porter House music group man they a problem (Hahaaa)
  [Strap]
  Street execs boy
  Welcome to my world bitch
  I’ma prolly be a problem (Yeah)
  I’ma prolly act a fool (ohooo)
  I’ma prolly have my shirt off showing hoes my tattoos (Maaan)
  I can’t wait I can’t wait I go get it (I go get it)
  Get the cake get the cake is you with it (Come on)
  Ever since I was a jit
  Daddy told me to get that dough
  So I go extra extra hard
  Admit that I be on a roll
  I kno I kno I kno I kno
  Yall niggas really hate me on the low
  But you still doin shit for free (And)
  I get fifty for a show (Leh go)
  Me and Li, Quez and ??? (Who)
  Okay Teknik we be moving (Go)
  Flyin to the M.I.A
  High as fuck so we super cool
  And Porter House music group
  Get with it or get gone
  Yall fuck niggas aint on the shit that we on
  [Ali]
  I’m a knuckle head (knuckle head)
  Wild child (wild)
  I’m hard head (oh yeah)
  I’m I’ma a problem child (I am)
  You don’t like it nigga (what)
  I don’t give a fuck (fuck em)
  I’m hangin out the window with a middle finger up (ooohh)
  Nerve rucker big head guy
  I’m fly as a eagle nigga you pigeon fly
  I’m black and proud
  I hold my fist up
  Matta fact fuck everyone who’s against us
  Fuck that bitch (fuck em) and that bitch (fuck em)
  Fuck beefin witcha ya
  I’m tryna get rich
  Haha
  Matta fact a nigga fed up
  I’m neva low cuz bitch I’m walkin with my head up
  [Quez]
  Check somebody tell me where the problem at
  And we gone get on top of that
  Roger that
  Hold up
  Somebody tell me where the gwuala
  Ballin G uhh where my dollars at
  Somebody tell me where my models at
  Standin in the club lookin round
  Where my bottles at
  Matta fact we need fifty wings on the top of that
  Porter House music group
  Gone head and swallow that
  If you don’t like it then move on
  More buzz than some of you rap niggaz who on
  I got this big head Jimmy Neutron

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  Pussy Real Good

  Ok, I gotta come and say 'whaddup? '
  Make sure they heard my own right
  First I get my dick suck then heading for a back ride
  Turn on to her back side, then I put that pimpin riddle
  Making sure she act right.
  That pussy, that pussy, that pussy good
  That pussy, that pussy, that pussy good
  That pussy, that pussy, that pussy good
  That pussy real good, I've been real good.
  Me, I'm from the East side, said she from the South side
  On like a drive much, total visit my sight
  Have to switch off my location, my house is her best nation
  Said she had no fucking gas so I picked her up from the mall station
  There she got that feeding pussy, I'm a go feed my need of pussy
  Every other day I feed a pussy, never ever when I eat the pussy
  Your hoe is my hoe
  You can't go home with your hoe
  Disrespect I cross the line, nigga I dull her
  Life's candy, long hell or short hell I don't care
  Big brushes, though, studio, everywhere I go it's all good.
  Chillin' in my ride with my bitch on the side
  Stop talking, suck some, you're fucking up the vibe
  Ok, I gotta come and say 'whaddup? '
  Make sure they heard my own right
  First I get my dick suck then heading for a back ride
  Turn on to her back side, then I put that pimpin riddle
  Making sure she act right.
  That pussy, that pussy, that pussy good
  That pussy, that pussy, that pussy good
  That pussy, that pussy, that pussy good
  That pussy real good, I've been real good.
  I've been fucking all night, I got a hangover
  I am so fly, I need a land on
  I don't eat, take you bitch when I wake up
  Hit the door and then turn around like
  "What you lying niggas talking about? "
  You fuck with me, I don't fuck with you
  Ferrari Coop, hot pursuit,
  Pop and learn and I'm popping too
  As far this chains I'm rocking to
  Share the stone I'm coping to
  That's one for me, one for me, it don't run for me
  Likely, no artifacts but a bunch of dudes
  Bunch of weed and a bunch of lean
  True religion, bunch of jeez
  Gucci stole, bunch of gees turning head on women like a murder scene
  And I do what I gotta do when I gotta do
  When she's with me she won't answer phones
  I do make a come to, make a kung fu with no bro and no panties on
  That pussy good, that pussy moist, twenty two, she from Detroit
  I beat it up, yeah, beat it up, in the mirror you can see yourself
  First I get a head gang, yeah, her girlfriend ate it up.
  Got a white girl, there's no cocaine, me had just a weed dope.
  All girls there one time, I'm a pee at it and pee white
  She out of sight, she out of mind, I'll rap until don't see why
  Face down, hands on, beneath that she needs the cash up
  He talked to finesso, my diamond cup, my lascar
  Heidy-ho, I'm a smash up
  We boast up till we toast them up, heard a charm about five honey
  Nigga, it ain't no cost, but.
  Ok, I gotta come and say 'whaddup? '
  Make sure they heard my own right
  First I get my dick suck then heading for a back ride
  Turn on to her back side, then I put that pimpin riddle
  Making sure she act right.
  That pussy, that pussy, that pussy good
  That pussy, that pussy, that pussy good
  That pussy, that pussy, that pussy good
  That pussy real good, I've been real good.
  I jig me got me on test basis on my iPhone, said I'm coming over
  Yeah, girl, that's cool enough. But you got a brain, need a bunch of
  Rubbers
  How many you need? Like one or two. Mother of fact, two are good
  I'm a use any last one, cause that pussy is too good,
  Yeah, I ain't none of them other niggas,
  Yeah, I'm way above them niggas
  She make them niggas drop a cup of jizz
  Me and my niggas been escape for free.
  Halle Berry sequel made me feel good, I said okay girl that pussy real good
  Ok, I gotta come and say 'whaddup? '
  Make sure they heard my own right
  First I get my dick suck then heading for a back ride
  Turn on to her back side, then I put that pimpin riddle
  Making sure she act right.
  That pussy, that pussy, that pussy good
  That pussy, that pussy, that pussy good
  That pussy, that pussy, that pussy good

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  Put On A Show

  HOOK:
  i i i put on a show(hoes be throwin they panties)
  i i i put on a show(while my diamonds be dancin)
  i i i put on a show(got the music cut up loud with my hand out da window,betta getcha gurl cus im finna go get her)
  i i i put on a show *x3*
  STRAP:
  hangin out the window with the music up loud,old white folks was like turn dat down(FOOK U!)
  pull up on shawty dem and they was like wow,50 thousand dollars bottles ill buy em right now
  i make big digits,i dont smoke midgets,ball on shawty dem so they be lookin shitty
  diamonds dancin,hoes throwin panties in da air,tell the waitress to bring 100 bottles ova here
  smoke a zone smoke a zone smoke anotha zone,monday tuesday thursday friday i be puttin on
  i got some 22s but i might get some 28s,i ate just wat i wanna cus i got alot of cake
  HOOK:
  ALI:
  u neva seen our show,u should see our show,so deep man they chargin 120 at da door
  bad bitches on da flo just dancin screamin,all black diamonds its dancin..blingin
  cant wait to see wat im finna do,man we puttin on a show like its a tennis shoe....
  go crazy its wat im finaa do(whoaa)
  so tired been performing from ten to two
  HOOK:
  QUEZ:
  light..camera..action showtime,u neva gon happen like a boat flyin
  dress in all white like a coke line,she say she ion eat her they both lyin
  and i dun seen it happen like 4 times,they doin it on a show but dont remember no line
  imma fuck yo bitch,u can fuck mine,turn ya back she'll gone in no time

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  Put It In Yo Mouf

  Ooooooohhhhh ahhhhhh (go head) [x3]
  Put it in yo mouf
  Put it in my mouf
  Said you gone put it in yo mouf
  I guess I'll sit back and enjoy da show
  All you bitches going down so I call you domino's
  Which one of ya'll wanna go
  Meet me at da conco
  They say why dem bitches leave?
  Man dem bitches come and go
  And den she went below my wasit
  Man I swear dat bitch can damage some
  And she do it with her mouf
  So she always keep her panties on
  She do it when her man ain't home
  She do it cause her man ain't wrong
  And den guess wat I said...
  Ooooooohhhhh ahhhhhh (go head) [x3]
  Put it in yo mouf
  Put it in my mouf
  Oooooooooohh aaaaaaahhhhh
  Kesha suck some good dick
  Ooooohhh yeahhh
  Psh psh psh psh put it in yo mouf
  (Ion do dat) shortie wat you talkin bout
  Wat you gotta lip ring for gone use it
  Strap flocka flocka flame oH LETS Do IT
  Face down ass up dats da way she like to fuck
  I just got dat check so girl come get thses bucks
  Ooooooohhhhh ahhhhhh (go head) [x3]
  Put it in yo mouf [x2]
  Put it in my mouf [x2]
  Uhhh bitch chill just go head
  I don't won't no fuck you baby
  I just want yo head
  So when I come over baby don't lay on dat bed
  Just get on your knees and proceed to give me head
  I be like fast den slower
  Dats wat I told her
  Legs over shoulder and I don't even know her
  I ain't tryna lay up wid you bitch

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  Secondary Girl

  [Intro:]
  That's Just Wat My girl Say (What She Say)
  That's Just Wat My girl Say
  That's Just Wat My girl Say
  [Hook:]
  I Want You That's Just Wat My Girl Say
  I Need You That's Just Wat My girl Say
  I Love You That's Just Wat My girl Say
  But It Don't Realy Matter
  Cauze You Are My Secondary
  [Quez:]
  She Say Quez I Love You
  Oh Realy!
  Well I'm Not lookin For All Dat
  And I Hope Dat U Feel Me
  Becauze I Got A Girl @ Home She Find Out She'll Kill Me
  So When We Out In Public DOn't Come Near Me
  You Feel Me But...
  But Girl (Girl) I Hope Dat U Understand Dat I Can not Be Your Man
  See You In Tha Club Girl I Ain't Gone Flex
  When The Song Come On I
  Ain't Gone Dance
  And We Ain't Gone Buy No Wedding Ring Shawdy
  You My Offside Lady You My Second Strain
  [Hook:]
  I Want You That's Just Wat My Girl Say
  I Need You That's Just Wat My girl Say
  I Love You That's Just Wat My girl Say
  But It Don't Realy Matter
  Cauze You Are My Secondary
  [Strap:]
  Gotta Crib Back In Atlanta
  Gotta Spot Back In Atlanta
  And You Cute As Fuck
  You Could Realy Fuck
  But My Lifes back In Atlanta Uh Oh
  Sorry Boo But You My Number 2
  And I Know You All Confused
  And You DOn't Realy Kno Wha What To Do
  AnD If This Is Uncomfortable
  You Should Go Run To Who That Treat You Like A Queen
  You Just My Second Strain
  Say You Wanna Make A Baby With A Thug
  Say You Wanna Be My Number 1 Girl In Love
  Hold Up Shawty That's How You Feel
  Wipe The Tears From Her Face And Said Strap I'm Foreal
  This Shit Gettin Scary This Shit Gettin Scary
  What In The Hell Have I Done Got Myself Into
  With This Secondary
  [Hook:]
  I Want You That's Just Wat My Girl Say
  I Need You That's Just Wat My girl Say
  I Love You That's Just Wat My girl Say
  But It Don't Realy Matter
  Cauze You Are My Secondary
  [Ali:]
  Let Me tell u bout Shawty Rite Quick
  Which Means I gotta Girl Why?
  Ali Why U Do Me Like Dat you So Mean How?
  Girl I Told You How It Was When We First Started Out
  I Didn't Realy Like You were just meanwhile
  Ayee Hush Yo Mouth Say, Watchu Tawkin Bout? (Shut Up)
  You Ain't My Girl I Don't Love You And She Straight Cussed Me Out
  You in another city I stay in another town
  I Only fuck You When I Come Around
  And That's The Truth
  But She Can't Handle Dat
  She Hit Me With Sum Shit
  Like Ali Where Your Manners At
  Ayee Hold On Cancle Dat
  And We Went Forth & Back
  No I mean Back & Forth
  Ayee Wat My Girl be Saying
  [Hook:]
  I Want You That's Just Wat My Girl Say
  I Need You That's Just Wat My girl Say
  I Love You That's Just Wat My girl Say
  But It Don't Realy Matter

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  Saturday Morningshow lyrics

  Saturday Morning

  (Yawn)
  Today feels like there'll be no problems
  Man it's Saturday morning
  Just woke up
  Just hopped out the bed
  And start stretchin' and yawnin'
  Today is a good day
  Because Saturday mornin' (Saturday mornin')
  I hopped up brush my teeth and my hair
  And then I took a look in the mirror
  It's a Saturday morning
  I hope I have me a good night
  Because it's Saturday morning
  What should I do today
  I hopped out the bed brushed my teeth and face
  Check my cell phone I got three missed calls
  Hopped in the shower just to wash my balls
  Hopped out the shower then I dry off
  Fuck that man I think I need some time off
  The club is kind of a drag
  And I think I need a drink or two
  So I took the drink and said
  Saturday morning
  Just woke up just hopped out the bed
  And start stretchin' and yawnin'
  Today is a good day
  Because it's Saturday mornin' (Saturday mornin')
  I hopped up brush my teeth and my hair
  And then I took a look in the mirror
  It's a Saturday morning
  I hope I have me a good night
  Because it's Saturday morning
  (Yawn)
  Oh my breathe stank
  I need a brush my teeth
  What the fuck
  Who the hell are you
  Last night was long as fuck
  Cause I was drunk as fuck
  And I was crunk as fuck
  Don't think I'm wakin' up
  I hear the buzzer beepin'
  I hear the phone ringin'
  I hear these people hollin'
  Like who the fuck is kickin'
  Now who the fuck is in here
  And why you in my bed
  She said you met me last night
  And you got in my legs
  I said you gave me head
  Well shit what's your name
  I don't remember her name
  But shit it's all game
  It's Saturday morning
  Just woke up just hopped out the bed
  And start stretchin' and yawnin'
  Today is a good day
  Because it's Saturday mornin' (Saturday mornin')
  I hopped up brush my teeth and my hair
  And then I took a look in the mirror
  It's a Saturday morning
  I hope I have me a good night
  Because it's Saturday morning
  (Yawn)
  Oh shit
  Man last night was crazy
  What fuckin' time it is
  Two o'clock p.m.
  Woke up late this morning
  Long night of horing
  Tick tick tick
  I think it's time for recording
  I brushed my teeth washed my face
  Now I'm rejuvenated
  Check my palm pilot
  What am I to do today
  Feelin' new today
  It's a good day
  Drink a lot of liquor
  Smoke a lot of good today
  Saturday night it's going down
  I hope my car don't end up in the impound
  [Phone ringing]
  Hello
  Who the fuck this is
  This Sunday man
  It's a Sunday morning
  Just woke up just hopped out the bed
  And start stretchin' and yawnin'
  Today is a good day
  Because it's Sunday mornin'
  It's a Sunday mornin'
  'Day mornin'
  And it's mornin'
  Ha Hey it's a Saturday
  I mean a Sunday
  That feel like Saturday
  Today is Sunday

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  Shot Me Down

  [Chorus:]
  Somebody call the ambulance
  Cause shawty done shot me down
  There go the sirens [x4]
  Talkin bout wee who [x2]
  There go the sirens
  [Quez:]
  Somebody call 911 lil shawty done shot me down
  And I'm bangin on the ground
  Can't move or make and sound
  I was walkin in the club and I seen lil shawty in the crowd
  And the next thing I heard was Pow
  Now I'm in the emergency room
  Waitin on my surgery
  Shawty so fine it's hurtin me
  Man I think I'm worried G
  (You worried G?)
  And I don't think I'm gonna make
  But It could of been worst
  I could have seen lil shawty naked
  Damn
  [Chorus]
  [Strap:]
  Wee whoo it's ture she shot me
  Squeeze Once squeeze twice
  Damn I think you got me
  Girl your love is like a siren
  Contagious like a virus
  And I can't even lie look in your eyes
  And I've been shot by cupid
  And they say I'm stupid
  Cause I love ya
  But girl I swear nobody is above ya
  Hurry call the ambulance
  I don think that I can breath
  And then I heard that siren
  Ooowee
  [Chorus]
  [Ali:]
  Excuse doctor I think it's an emergency
  And hurry up because she doin it on purpose see
  Nothin physical but I do need some surgery
  I started flirtin and she started flirtin and we
  It got worster cause shawty just shot me down
  And then we started me messin around
  And she the baddest chick in the town
  Here that sound?

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  Sunshine On Me

  [Chorus:]
  Feelin like a million bucks cause boy I just got paid
  Living the life but all these hatas try to keep me in the shade
  Step back, and let the sunshine on me
  Step back and let the sunshine on me step back and let the sunshine on me step back and let the sunshine on me
  [Strap:]
  I might be caught doin numbas
  Momma like how the hell yo young ass makin all them commas
  I see them hatas over there - nigga get ya bread up
  Smashin out the car like fuck nigga catch up
  I'm 19 but I'm bout my ching ching
  Cash Money Shit bitch - BLING BLING
  Sun shine shining whole lotta diamonds
  Shoutout to my jeweler came in perfect timing
  I done made 50 of them thangs
  Get it wet I just made 50 of them thangs
  50 for a chain?
  Step back and let the sunshine on me
  Fu Foool and let the sunshine on me
  [Chorus]
  [Ali:]
  Shit ain't how it used to be way back when we weren't paid
  But now that I'm paid all of these hatas they remind me of the shade
  I gotta move on, I gotta stay strong
  Push em to the side put my hata blockers on
  I tell em get gone, I tell em goodbye
  Why you messing up my fly?
  Then I said (what you say?)
  You like a pair of Gucci sunshades
  Step back cause you blockin all the sunrays
  My daddy said that I'm gonna do it someday (you are)
  Well guess what? That day is today (heyy)
  [Chorus]
  [Quez:]
  Step back, and let the sun thru
  I told my momma watch wat ya son do
  But I guess that was TMI
  And big what up to Byron from BMI (what up nigga!)
  We got the whole city rockin
  All in the club so u know we Diddy boppin
  (Take that, take that, take that)
  I'm in the booth with no shoes on
  Feelin real cool with no jewels on
  They try to block me like a jumpshot
  CEO told me we got one shot
  So I crossed em up and took it to the hole
  Passed it to Strap
  And Ali ally hooped up on them hoes

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  Ride Like That

  No no don't act like that
  I know I told you I'll be right, right back
  As long as you can bring that right back
  I'ma give it to you like, like that
  Your nails, nails all on my back
  You know shawty I love back
  Ahhh, let me show you how to ride like that
  Feet white as cocaine, shawty wet, aquafina
  Know she wanna ride it, I can tell by her demeanor
  And me and shawty get a real good vibe
  She dripping now down her thighs
  I been sippin you can look in my eyes, sun roof open, I can see the sky
  It's just something I can't deny, I hear your body calling me
  Wanna be my private dancer, come with me to ecstasy
  Pussy so wet and she ride it like a jet ski
  Fly down to atlanta, shawy get the best of me
  No no don't act like that
  I know I told you I'll be right, right back
  As long as you can bring that right back
  I'ma give it to you like, like that
  Your nails, nails all on my back
  You know shawty I love back
  Ahhh, let me show you how to ride like that
  Let's ride, like that
  Let's ride, like that
  Let's ride, ride, ride
  All up in the club and she on me
  Bottles in the club and they on me
  She said that she body gonn have to show me
  But give me a second so can you hold please?
  Don't act like that, I'ma be right, right back
  Do you really really like it,like that?
  Like, bend yo ass over while i hit it from the back
  Yo nails, nails all in my back
  I love, love, how you throw it back
  ... then she on top, can you ride like that, let's ride
  No no don't act like that
  I know I told you I'll be right, right back
  As long as you can bring that right back
  I'ma give it to you like, like that
  Your nails, nails all on my back
  You know shawty I love back
  Ahhh, let me show you how to ride like that
  Let's ride, like that
  Let's ride, like that
  Let's ride, ride, ride
  Baby girl don't act like that
  What you doing with a bad like that
  Been on you... and I didn't know you can bring it back like that
  As long as you do it, we do it, we did it
  We can do it, every time when I'm in the city
  Waist so skinny with a face so pretty
  Girl it's your time, wanna taste your city like
  Ah, ah, ah, she scream so loud when I hit it from the back
  She fine as hell and don't know how to act
  She said she never did it, never tried,
  She sitting there tell a motherfuckin lie
  No no don't act like that
  I know I told you I'll be right, right back
  As long as you can bring that right back
  I'ma give it to you like, like that
  You know,... on my back
  You know shawty I love back
  Ahhh, let me show you how to ride like that
  Let's ride, like that
  Let's ride, like that

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  Ride It

  [Verse 1:]
  She call my phone 3 in the morn said that she was
  Coming I told her come on then I told her back that
  Ass up girl you know I'm bout to tear that ass up and
  Then she screamed real loud louder then the crowd
  Girl I ain't finished yea go to 2nd round
  I love it when she (ride it) Baby come on
  And (ride it) I know you wanna (ride it)
  So come on
  [Chorus:]
  She was calling my phone 3 in
  The mornin say she all alone she
  Wanna ride it ride it ride it
  Usually I hit it from the back but
  Tonight she say she wanna ride it
  Ride it ride it Ride it (oh yea)
  Ride it (oh yea) ride it she wanna
  Ride it ride it ride it ride it (oh yea)
  Ride it (oh yea) ride it she wanna
  Ride it ride it ride it
  [Verse 2:]
  She say como estas and I say muy bien
  I don't speak spanish she said well let's
  Speak english then shit how you doin
  What's your age and why you up so late
  She said she grocery shopping we at the
  Grocery store man I swear she almost got
  It at the grocery store how bout we just
  Take a trip up out them double doors and
  The next thing you know
  [Chorus:]
  She was calling my phone 3 in
  The mornin say she all alone she
  Wanna ride it ride it ride it
  Usually I hit it from the back but
  Tonight she say she wanna ride it
  Ride it ride it Ride it (oh yea)
  Ride it (oh yea) ride it she wanna
  Ride it ride it ride it ride it (oh yea)
  Ride it (oh yea) ride it she wanna
  Ride it ride it ride it
  [Verse 3:]
  First of all I'm ready and I can tell
  You ready too baby what you wanna do
  Well come on shawti say she bout it
  Bout it bout it (daddy let me ride it
  Ride it ride it) I'm tryna climb inside
  It side it side it (I can't deny it ny
  It ny it) I like it nastier than nasty
  I'm a make you scream travy move to the
  Side your panties I love it when you
  Call me big daddy shawti say she digging
  My gucci cologne ain't using your tongue
  Ring girl go home shawti got it goin on
  (Daddy let me ride it ride it ride it)
  All my sexy ladies bring it on baby can you
  Ride it all night long
  [Chorus:]
  She was calling my phone 3 in
  The mornin say she all alone she
  Wanna ride it ride it ride it
  Usually I hit it from the back but
  Tonight she say she wanna ride it
  Ride it ride it Ride it (oh yea)
  Ride it (oh yea) ride it she wanna
  Ride it ride it ride it ride it (oh yea)
  Ride it (oh yea) ride it she wanna

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  Rollin Smokin Drinkin (ft. Juicy J)

  chorus:
  man, i've been rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  man, i've been rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  and i've been rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  and i've been roll, roll, rolling
  i'm rollin, smokin, drinkin
  hey, ho, yow, no i flirt!
  i'mma fuck it good
  you punk ain't gonna work
  be careful in my hood
  this is ain't atlanta, perk!
  didn't win the..
  they got all types of
  me and i .. so my .. hurt.
  og told me
  free me nigger.. grand daddy
  we'd e getting money,
  say hit me on my turf!
  meet me in the dirt
  be the
  fuck it, gimmie, the whole
  i'mma go blizzard
  meet me at the hotel, get you out that skirt
  roll my wonder, hp i roll it, bitch!
  chorus:
  man, i've been rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  man, i've been rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  and i've been rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  and i've been roll, roll, rolling
  party, jumping in the vip
  yes, sir!
  whores can't keep their hands out of me
  ..white widow
  couple of vikings and a few in the back.
  fill me up with bees, i'm trying to see the
  yes, sir!
  .. i'm trying to get.. trying to get a chick naked
  which one of you whores gonna go?
  chorus:
  man, i've been rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  man, i've been rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  and i've been rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  and i've been roll, roll, rollingman, i'm smoking on the
  they call it out, we're
  they got it cloudy, call me country,
  ask 'em how they're getting
  and daddy purple got me giggle
  i move slow as a turtle in the midnight
  and it got me a
  ..no we don't want those
  i'mma hurting, i'mma get hurting
  ..yeah, that's my plan!
  she say her name was candace,
  she had no
  i told her i was twenty
  and can get a little mannish.
  and the other name was
  she from houston, working on it
  she say she's going to school
  just to be a
  so her oral sex the ebst
  yeah, i hear the best
  call her super.. she need a
  chorus:
  man, i've been rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  man, i've been rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  and i've been rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  and i've been roll, roll, rolling
  man, i passed out last night
  woke up
  room service bringing me towels
  while i eat breakfast in bed
  i lean overcome my breath
  check my time, how far to bed
  told that bitch is time to go, cause all that laying
  i'm still fucked up,
  don't wanna get up
  room i fucked up
  don't wanna clean up!
  .. and we gonna party, party, party
  we ain't never sober!
  chorus:
  man, i've been rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  man, i've been rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  rollin, smokin, drinkin,
  and i've been rollin, smokin, drinkin,

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  Rollin Girl

  [Chorus:]
  She rocking and rolling like an rock star she got spending everything I got every nickel and dime and it's worth it the way she working I'm enjoying the service she got me reaching in my pocket throwing out everything everything I got everything everything she got me throwing my rent money I can't believe she taking over me.
  [Verse 1:]
  (What's Up) Soon as I seen her had to get behind her start aiming hundreds and fifties at her vaginal walk up how you doing, what's your name, where you from?
  I'm already sprung spend sixteen hundred ones and um shes ah professional and she just so flexible rocking and rolling and tell me who next to roll oh she working hard I'm like O my God I love your service don't want you to stop.
  She rolling she rocking she pop it she drop it her pretty little body aye shawty she got it she got an nigga on hard about to go in my wallet but she keep throwing it back I'm about to tell her stop it look at shawty doing her thang about to drive a nigga insane but is it worth it man ain't got nothing else in my wallet but she deserve it cause damn it she got it.
  [Chorus:]
  She rocking and rolling like an rockstar she got spending everything I got every nickle and dime and it's worth it the way she working I'm enjoying the service she got me reaching in my pocket throwing out everything everything I got everything everything she got me throwing my rent money I can't believe she taking over me.
  [Verse 2:]
  No mo mula in my pocket that's mean it's time to go and I have done this thang onces before all my money is spent there's no money for rent I throw my cash, keyz, and my leg there's no lies I confession this has taught me a lesson the way she be shaking it like she want all my possession my life on the road she at all my shows I could sawon she was a rock star she rock and roll and she go.
  Aye hoe we pass strong Ali you wilding aye shawty looking good aye Quez grab the girl beside you aye bruh I already got her she say her name Sasha well Sasha she can dance aye Sasha what's up with yo partner she say they down too but they trying to get some money man I don't know about all that and my pockets looking funny so I don't know what to tell her tell that bitch you ain't her man I spent a couple vans and she still trying to dance.
  [Chorus:]

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  Jesus Pieces

  [Intro:]
  Thank You God
  [Hook:]
  Ok, I put em on my chest to remind me
  I put some diamonds in them things just to blind em
  And then my niggas come around try to block me
  I took the main in they plot, they wanna rob me
  Why them niggas hatin dog? Why they wanna take it from
  I don't know
  Why they wanna take it from me?
  I don't really know
  I can't let these niggas take it from me
  I don't really know
  Can you keep a secret? They just want my Jesus pieces
  [Verse 1:]
  Ferrari, Camaro, Lamborghini to Bentley
  My niggas itchin to bust shoot these bitches, waitin to
  see me
  Me and 3 we be leanin, do 100 on Cleveland
  I put that ice on my neck
  And out that ice on my pinky
  My nigga fuck what you thinkin
  Somebody tryin me up
  Keep Bugatti in this bitch, my nigga we linin em up
  They want my Jesus pieces, my seats like recess pieces
  I keep the bass up loud, man I'm super geekin
  And I get that super soaker in the super sport but come
  tryin
  Let my nigga 2 Chainz say I start a fuckin riot
  Louie belt, Louie hat, ho I'm Louie to the floor
  BBS's in my Jesus pieces, look at how they glow
  [Hook:]
  Ok, I put em on my chest to remind me
  I put some diamonds in them things just to blind em
  And then my niggas come around try to block me
  I took the main in they plot, they wanna rob me
  Why them niggas hatin dog? Why they wanna take it from
  I don't know
  Why they wanna take it from me?
  I don't really know
  I can't let these niggas take it from me
  I don't really know
  Can you keep a secret? They just want my Jesus pieces
  [Verse 2:]
  Look, let me flow a lil bit
  Ya'll may be on but I know a little bit
  And I keep a couple blunts, yea I blow a little lit
  My diamonds they be shinin, yea they glow a lil bit
  Yea, down 20 in a spaceship
  Jetlag, Camaro in the base shift
  Niggas actin funny in the bathroom
  I give them fuck niggas a face lift
  Ha, they only want me for my Jesus pieces
  Man I'm tryna dodge the shot dog
  Yea, they only want me for my Jesus pieces
  Yea, my jeweler Joseph got me hooked dog
  [Hook:]
  Ok, I put em on my chest to remind me
  I put some diamonds in them things just to blind em
  And then my niggas come around try to block me
  I took the main in they plot, they wanna rob me
  Why them niggas hatin dog? Why they wanna take it from
  I don't know
  Why they wanna take it from me?
  I don't really know
  I can't let these niggas take it from me
  I don't really know
  Can you keep a secret? They just want my Jesus pieces
  [Verse 3:]
  I stopped by enjoy 'cus I don't ball em all
  I stopped takin to these hoes 'cus I don't fuck em all
  Keep a big bank roll in my back pocket
  Ah, I spend a grip on my fuckin draw
  I say I'm a G 'cus I don't give a fuck
  Old people don't like it but I don't give a fuck
  That's my personality, quarter ounce my faculty
  Got a bad bitch and I don't know her nationality
  Uh, I don tried to take my Jesus piece
  They want me underground, tryna bury me
  Tell me why your main bitch tryna marry me
  Big diamonds in my chain, that's that codeine
  [Hook:]
  Ok, I put em on my chest to remind me
  I put some diamonds in them things just to blind em
  And then my niggas come around try to block me
  I took the main in they plot, they wanna rob me
  Why them niggas hatin dog? Why they wanna take it from
  I don't know
  Why they wanna take it from me?
  I don't really know
  I can't let these niggas take it from me
  I don't really know

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  Pour Me Up (ft. K Camp)

  Pour me up pour me up
  Pour me up pour me up
  Pour me up pour me up
  Make a nigger lose his mind
  Told you how I'm feeling
  Told you how I'm feeling
  Told you how I'm feeling
  And I love this feeling
  Light it up light it up
  Light it up light it up
  Light it up
  Got a nigger in his own
  Told you how I'm feeling
  Told you how I'm feeling
  Told you how I'm feeling
  And I love this feeling
  Light a blunt pass it out
  Every man a hundred though
  Yeah Gs a fucking round
  Caught a bird on my hand
  On a seat in my land
  Third up understand
  Thirst up pour me up
  Ice on eye you know what's up
  He ain't no down on 1 to 4
  Light it up I'm in my zone
  Yellow stone right stone
  I got paper on my phone
  I got acres in my home
  Pour for inside of 2
  I just want a whole 8
  Look at me my jealous shoe
  Fresh at this in poor game
  Drunk lost and with the state
  Drank and leaning every day
  Came for four season
  I'm not leaving in disgrace ay
  Pour me up pour me up
  Pour me up pour me up
  Pour me up pour me up
  Make a nigger lose his mind
  Told you how I'm feeling
  Told you how I'm feeling
  Told you how I'm feeling
  And I love this feeling
  Light it up light it up
  Light it up light it up
  Light it up
  Got a nigger in his own
  Told you how I'm feeling
  Told you how I'm feeling
  Told you how I'm feeling
  And I love this feeling
  I got lean nigger
  I got payrolls on the activists don't slow me up
  My names is murder but they ain't tripping they know what's up
  They know what's up yeah
  Nigger I don't care whatcha say
  Imma drink the pines nigger Andre Jose
  Man the people say they gotta drink
  Man I'm like fuck this but I know foreplay
  Bout to switch it up ok?
  Niggers talk shit they aching about that life
  My LA niggers they really got no pines
  They say that he gonna send'em over night
  Shit you know that I'll be pouring up on my flights
  Pour me up pour me up
  Pour me up pour me up
  Pour me up pour me up
  Make a nigger lose his mind
  Told you how I'm feeling
  Told you how I'm feeling
  Told you how I'm feeling
  And I love this feeling
  Light it up light it up
  Light it up light it up
  Light it up
  Got a nigger in his own
  Told you how I'm feeling
  Told you how I'm feeling
  Told you how I'm feeling
  And I love this feeling
  I ain't killing getting drunk my cup filling
  Drunk a couple shots yeah she feeling that adrenaline
  All that ass yo feeling
  Took her to the pre-op now she naked killing ops
  She coming down I know a shot of booster
  Turn on the music light up the hooka
  Set the mood then I fast forward
  Boom boom bang the sound of the hit boy
  What's with all that noise?
  Chill with all them laughs
  Rolling on pill I can see it in he eyes
  Drug me up drug me up just for the night
  I ain't trying to catch feelings
  I'm just trying to have a good time
  Pour me up pour me up
  Pour me up pour me up
  Pour me up pour me up
  Make a nigger lose his mind
  Told you how I'm feeling
  Told you how I'm feeling
  Told you how I'm feeling
  And I love this feeling
  Light it up light it up
  Light it up light it up
  Light it up
  Got a nigger in his own
  Told you how I'm feeling
  Told you how I'm feeling
  Told you how I'm feeling

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  Make Me Sick

  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke bitches talk to much (Travis...)
  Y'all fuck niggas make me sick
  in the club yall think yall stuntin
  these hoes on my dick tryna get a little check
  bitch you a'int bout nothin
  wake up in the mornin and go for the day
  go get this money
  feel some type of way
  when a broke nigga round me kinda feel funny(whhy)
  Bro bro broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Hold up im back on exclusive fash-on
  this lil' italian im fuckin up her back bone
  dont speak her language so i order me rosetta stone
  you know the pimpin strong you know the mack strong
  stay wit a mixed bitch aint on no shrimp shit
  lil shawty say she want a nigga wit some benefits
  well thats me go buy the name of ali
  but some hoes call me lakeem and im slick under 6 feet
  so that means im 5'8" and yes you know the sex great
  i can take you to my place and then fix you a dinner plate
  my nigga do real estate so i got cribs across the states
  baby if you tryna stay den move dem panties out the way (gone!)
  Y'all fuck niggas make me sick
  in the club yall think yall stuntin
  these hoes on my dick tryna get a little check
  bitch you a'int bout nothin
  wake up in the mornin and go for the day
  go get this money
  feel some type of way
  when a broke nigga round me kinda feel funny(whhy)
  Bro bro broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  She said broke niggas make her nauseous
  better watch ya back cause you still in the club
  shawty getting causous.. (cuz nigga you broke)
  and in my pocket i keep chedda cheese
  and on my shrimp alfredo ima need some extra cheese
  dont get in my car and if you do dont scratch my leather please (oh no)
  and im kinda low so first can you turn up my levels please(now to turnt up)
  now now who let all these girls in
  and if these girls in here they bet not be your girlfriends
  and if it is then i guess its gone be some drama
  my bank account got commas (commas) commas (commas)
  and im thinkin about buyin a mcdonalds (hahaha)
  boy you crazy but you gettin paid now
  all these ladies want yo baby broke niggas make me sick ughhhh
  Y'all fuck niggas make me sick
  in the club yall think yall stuntin
  these hoes on my dick tryna get a little check
  bitch you a'int bout nothin
  wake up in the mornin and go for the day
  go get this money
  feel some type of way
  when a broke nigga round me kinda feel funny(whhy)
  Bro bro broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Ok I know how to ball..what do you know how to do?
  you niggas to small...stomp you like dem kappa dudes
  M.O.N.E.Y thats what all da bitches say
  and i cant even lie, im feelin like a trick today
  bout to throw a tip away, this what all the strippers say
  baby i got two jobs i do this and real estate
  you know she get super cake broke niggas make her sick
  (throw up throw up throw up)
  cause broke niggas aint bout shit
  like how you in the club 20 niggas and one bottle
  im higher than a kite in a whip with all these models
  money respect and power
  dollas and dollas and dollas and mo dollas
  Y'all fuck niggas make me sick
  in the club yall think yall stuntin
  these hoes on my dick tryna get a little check
  bitch you a'int bout nothin
  wake up in the mornin and go for the day
  go get this money
  feel some type of way
  when a broke nigga round me kinda feel funny(whhy)
  Bro bro broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)
  Broke niggas make me sick (throw up)

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  Get Money

  Lay yo body down just so I can touch ya I hopin that you're ready and I dont wanna rush
  Ya so just to set the mood I put on a lil usher and now we trading places and wrestling under covers.
  Uh. 10 to 15 I'm ready to blast off while we playing under covers
  I'm taking her pants off like man now she want me to be her man and then I said
  Nan then she brought another friend.
  I told her...
  Get naked. Take ya clothes off, wipe off ya lip gloss, ya body so soft.
  She naked. I love the way she moving and we should make a movie a movie while you standing here naked.
  Oh yeah, ooh yeah. She naked ooh yeah, ooh yeah
  Here girl come this dickie um um good she say strap you finger lickin
  Listen shawty can I tell you something "it's you that I been wanting"
  I love yo body structure it got me super sprung and I bet when you butt naked
  That thang on go stupid dumb "Where you get that head from."
  She said "from my mama" well take off yo pajamas let me watch you cook lasanga.
  Uuhh girl yu know you badd flip over yo ass I give you something you never had
  Let's play Adam and Eve I'm messin up yo weave yo hair so rejoicing back and let me roll the weed.
  Get Naked
  Get naked. Take ya clothes off, wipe off ya lip gloss, ya body so soft.
  She naked. I love the way she moving and we should make a movie a movie while you standing here naked.
  Oh yeah, ooh yeah. She naked ooh yeah, ooh yeah
  Take yo pants off (keep goin)
  Take yo panties off (keep goin)
  Take yo socks (keep goin)
  Fuck Take it all off oh I hope this aint a issue I aint gone kiss you
  But I might lick you from yo neck to yo ankle girl I'm nasty I might spank ya
  (Bow) I aint come here to tease yu girl but I came here to please you girl
  And we touchin (touchin) and we rubbin (haha rubbin) and we freaking and we vibing
  And she like it we aint kissing we aitn touchin we fuckin
  Get Naked
  Get naked. Take ya clothes off, wipe off ya lip gloss, ya body so soft.
  She naked. I love the way she moving and we should make a movie a movie while you standing here naked.

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  Ain't Even Gon Lie

  [Hook:]
  I got a girl at home baby and, ain't even gon lie
  And I want you to step out on her, ain't even gon lie
  But girl you're too damn bad babe, ain't even gon lie
  I gotta get you to my crib baby, ain't even gon lie
  Girl I ain't gon' even, ain't gon' even, ain't even gon
  Man I ain't gon' even, ain't gon' even, ain't even gon
  Girl I ain't gon' even, ain't gon' even, ain't even gon
  Man I ain't gon' even, ain't gon' even, ain't even gon
  [Verse 1:]
  I was down town to the west end, I was flexing
  I was shining 'cause my watch match my necklace
  Shawty name was Porhsa, she was georgous
  It was real 'cause she complimented my jordans
  Damn she freaked out she see the porsche
  My girl left the crib or we can go to yours
  And what we doin, ain't no need to know
  And if they ain't fucking baby, they don't need to go
  [Hook:]
  I got a girl at home baby and, ain't even gon lie
  And I want you to step out on her, ain't even gon lie
  But girl you're too damn bad babe, ain't even gon lie
  I gotta get you to my crib baby, ain't even gon lie
  Girl I ain't gon' even, ain't gon' even, ain't even gon
  Man I ain't gon' even, ain't gon' even, ain't even gon
  Girl I ain't gon' even, ain't gon' even, ain't even gon
  Man I ain't gon' even, ain't gon' even, ain't even gon
  [Verse 2:]
  I said first of all I got a girl at home
  Ain't no need to lie
  Baby girl call my cellphone, said she wanted me to
  stand by
  Get a hotel and get situated, after that I say bye
  Ask whatever I told the truth
  Ain't no need to deny shit
  Shawty sopping my main bitch, ye she cook and she clean
  shit
  Damn right she a bad bitch, that's the bitch that I've
  been with
  Look, that's just how the shit goes
  Could see a pair in your hole
  Quick break it down on these hoes
  [Hook:]
  I got a girl at home baby and, ain't even gon lie
  And I want you to step out on her, ain't even gon lie
  But girl you're too damn bad babe, ain't even gon lie
  I gotta get you to my crib baby, ain't even gon lie
  Girl I ain't gon' even, ain't gon' even, ain't even gon
  Man I ain't gon' even, ain't gon' even, ain't even gon
  Girl I ain't gon' even, ain't gon' even, ain't even gon
  Man I ain't gon' even, ain't gon' even, ain't even gon
  [Verse 3:]
  Philip set the valet, he could stay was balet
  AP was doing numbers hey you should've swinged my way
  My hopped on the top, I don't need your doors and
  Lil mama I got just what you be fiending for
  Said she from Vegas, don't got a mega off on benz
  Drive off a mercedes
  In the spot I'm in that lennin station
  Said daddy black, mom caucasian
  Last 2 years, she be shaking
  Love them niggas they getting cash
  Know them bandz gonna make it dance
  [Hook:]
  I got a girl at home baby and, ain't even gon lie
  And I want you to step out on her, ain't even gon lie
  But girl you're too damn bad babe, ain't even gon lie
  I gotta get you to my crib baby, ain't even gon lie
  Girl I ain't gon' even, ain't gon' even, ain't even gon
  Man I ain't gon' even, ain't gon' even, ain't even gon
  Girl I ain't gon' even, ain't gon' even, ain't even gon
  Man I ain't gon' even, ain't gon' even, ain't even gon

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  Wobble

  Big face honeys in my honey by the porch
  Got some pains in my nipples, have to tell the bitch to shut
  And you know I got it kicked by the mega bitch day
  By the thought filled thousand nigga, back another day
  I got money, I got bitches, I got hoes, I go fishing
  With my feet like a stick pick that up like a pig
  Then I take it to the prior like a wobble, wobble, wobble
  Take it to the mouth, nigga, gobble, gobble, gobble.
  We ball like basketball, got a white girl fruitin' on acid, yo
  My friend ain't got no swaggin on, baby fought with me, yeah, you can have it all
  Yeah, met on a Thursday, fucked on a Friday,
  Put up in a 'rrari, magic, face it
  Beam for the school with already badass, at least ain't a minute, I ain't trickin' if you got it
  Bottle on earth, hoes turn up on side,
  We got our boss on top of boss, hot auto, what you like?
  Big room full of schless, I don't fought, don't wanna fight
  Make a wobble on a dick, ride it like a motorbike.
  Told that girl up on top of me why don't smokin' that broccoli
  Say I got so much pass, she thought that she was Monopoly
  Say I'm sexy, you ass, better not step on my property
  I'm the man, no, you know I'm the man, no?
  Make that ass wobble like one of your hands, bro
  Like it lepro, she know how to do it

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  The Moneyshow lyrics

  The Money

  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Baby ju' want the money
  She ju' want that money,
  Shawnty want that money
  She ju' want some money
  She ju' want the money thang
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  She ju' want the money
  Sunday night at your whore house
  Monday night I'mma cut somehow
  To Miami try down will hit somehow
  Early in the morning kick a bitch out
  That gonna watch in the big house
  Right on time we get some,
  Welcome to our house with the dick out
  Damn he will get the message
  Down low head with the tiese down
  Down when he head to me
  Down he gotta say he loving it
  Two young nigga for a berry road
  Young bad bitch from the south side
  Eighty are hunting curt side
  Probably go ahead put a port side
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Baby ju' want the money
  She ju' want that money,
  Shawnty want that money
  She ju' want some money
  She ju' want the money thang
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  She ju' want the money
  Took that bitch to the player
  Caught and fit in like face up
  Two barred whored to the key
  You know what the fuck I did
  I done it for you, I done it for her
  You're whore get bucket naked
  I palle for you, I palle for her
  Your whore don't stop to shake
  I got malley for you, got maley for whore,
  Yo whore go ahead and take it
  I heard about you, I heard about her
  And it didn't way they saying
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Baby ju' want the money
  She ju' want that money,
  Shawnty want that money
  She ju' want some money
  She ju' want the money thang
  Shownty ju' want the money look
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  She ju' live money
  In the strip club on a Thursday
  Shawnty ain't really with the role play
  Shawnty go ahead bust it with some whores
  Spin the cake on you like it's your birthday
  We came here to ball, we can here to stop
  But shawnty want the money
  Don't want hit the bottle, I hit the but
  But shawnty want the money
  She shaking that ass and make it care
  But shawnty want the money
  She making that money and making to fake it
  But shawnty want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Baby ju' want the money
  She ju' want that money,
  Shawnty want that money
  She ju' want some money
  She ju' want the money thang
  Shownty ju' want the money look
  Shownty ju' want the money
  Shownty ju' want the money
  She ju' want live money

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  Biggershow lyrics

  Bigger

  [Hook:]
  Bitch we do it bigger bigger
  Bitch we do it bigger bigger
  Bitch we do it bigger bigger
  It's cloudy in this bitch, ho busting down swishas
  swishas
  [Verse 1:]
  I get a big pound of get and burn it down with my
  niggas
  Smoke in every room, ho rollin up swishas
  In the hotel suite, you could smell it from the outside
  Freaky ass freak, give me head form the southside
  Blunt so swole, motherfucker like Cee Lo
  Canary stone, shine a motherfucker, cost a kilo
  Niggas on the west side, niggas on the eco
  But I be on the east side catch me in the street ho
  Boy done how the nave, lil nigga go and spend this shit
  Took 100K and then put it in my necklace
  Damn getting money, hell yea that shit's ever did
  She suck it all up, she ain't leaving no evidence
  Bitch named Evelyn, higher than she ever been
  Put er on the molly then she fucked me with my best
  friend
  Doin some Versace then I dropped er by the west end
  We go hard bout it, 20 grand on my left hand
  Get a whole pound then blow it with my niggas
  Whole room cloudy, ho rollin up swishas
  A lot of niggas said they getting money, how they
  figure?
  We smoke about a pound, ho we need 1000 swishas
  [Hook:]
  Bitch we do it bigger bigger
  Bitch we do it bigger bigger
  Bitch we do it bigger bigger
  It's cloudy in this bitch, ho busting down swishas
  swishas
  [Verse 2:]
  Man it's cloudy in this bitch but ain't no clouds in my
  diamonds
  And these bitches didn't get sweat, that's why they
  crowded around us
  Yes, sippin on a fuckin 40 right now
  Flex a move, nigga gwap and pulled the 40 right now hah
  Smoking on limos, extendos
  Swerving in the rental, blowin smoke out the window
  Know we keep it strong like Kimbo
  Here's the stack, bring me back a pack, tin fold
  And all my niggas bout it bout it
  Smoke a couple blunts now that bitch cloudy cloudy
  A nigga can't even see shit
  (Aye who the fuck that is?)
  QUEC bitch
  [Hook:]
  Bitch we do it bigger bigger
  Bitch we do it bigger bigger
  Bitch we do it bigger bigger
  It's cloudy in this bitch, ho busting down swishas
  swishas
  [Verse 3:]
  We do it jumbo strong, 100$ for tim
  You know my pockets never skim
  Boy you can tell by the lim
  You know I'm riding in the M
  On my right side, that's kim
  I smashed the bands with my team
  You niggas don't never touch the rim
  'Cus ya'll some air about niggas, old square about
  niggas
  That mean yo trap don't bounce, that mean yo ass can't
  count
  Shit I just made a large amount
  And then I threw it in my account
  And if that shit too much I keep an account in just a
  count
  I ride them no schools, don't like them old schools
  I just fucked Jessica, that bitch the old news
  I do it bigger bigger bigger like a dump truck
  He say you don't fuck with Travy
  Well I don't give a fuck
  [Hook:]
  Bitch we do it bigger bigger
  Bitch we do it bigger bigger
  Bitch we do it bigger bigger
  It's cloudy in this bitch, ho busting down swishas

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  Thirty Bandsshow lyrics

  Thirty Bands

  Thirty bands, thirty bands, thirty, th-th-thirty bands
  Travvyyyyy
  [Hook]Rari, Audi, SS, match
  Rolly, Big face, 30 bands
  Keisha, Meisha, Neisha, smash
  Cribo, top floor, count up cash!
  Thirty bands, thirty bands, thirty bands, thirty bands
  Cribo, top floor, count up cash
  Big face, rolly, 30 bands
  [Quez]Chilling at the cribo, just got back in town
  Thumbing through the check, I'm always losing count
  Man, they call me Black Boe Badass, tell them hoes to wipe me down
  If you step inside my closet, that shit look like Nike town, uhh!
  Wooooh, and I keep a rubberband
  And a shout out to my rolly, that shit cost me thirty bands, oh
  On top, smoking weed and switching gears
  If you wanna live like me, my n-gga, this is how it is
  Talk to 'em!
  [Hook]Rari, Audi, SS, match
  Rolly, Big face, 30 bands
  Keisha, Meisha, Neisha, smash
  Cribo, top floor, count up cash!
  Thirty bands, thirty bands, thirty bands, thirty bands
  Cribo, top floor, count up cash
  Big face, rolly, 30 bands
  [Ali]Left pocket 15, right pocket 15
  Thirty racks, in my jeans
  F-ck around, with my team
  In the club it's a light show, twenty bottles on sight, hoe
  Rose, get it right hoe, party like this all night hoe
  Ciroc, yeah I drink it straight, double S in that Chevrolet
  Make it rain on the interstate, Strap and Quez they racing me
  In the club, make it rain, thirty bands, chump change
  Cribo, top floor, counting up, running through them thangs!
  [Hook]Rari, Audi, SS, match
  Rolly, Big face, 30 bands
  Keisha, Meisha, Neisha, smash
  Cribo, top floor, count up cash!
  Thirty bands, thirty bands, thirty bands, thirty bands
  Cribo, top floor, count up cash
  Big face, rolly, 30 bands
  [Strap]Boy stay fresh, like Easter Sunday
  Paper tag SS, bout to rip the runway
  8 racks at Saks, so you know we getting money
  Them n-ggas talkin' slick, man my n-ggas bout that gunplay
  I get my Louis from Tokyo, I spend a mil on my condo
  And the seats in the whip and the feet on the whip,
  make the hoes wanna f-ck me pronto
  You aint talkin' money, n-gga no convo
  Two hoes wanna f-ck em in a convo
  F-cked up way up on the top floor, big face rolly cost me a Benzo
  [Hook]Rari, Audi, SS, match
  Rolly, Big face, 30 bands
  Keisha, Meisha, Neisha, smash
  Cribo, top floor, count up cash!
  Thirty bands, thirty bands, thirty bands, thirty bands
  Cribo, top floor, count up cash

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  Addicted To Your Loveshow lyrics

  Addicted To Your Love

  What up this is ludacris
  Beat the technique with techniques
  On the mother fuckin one and twos lets go
  Technique travie
  Oh I'm addicted
  I'm addicted, I'm addicted
  Addicted, addicted yeah
  Love, love, love, love
  Love, love, love, love
  Addicted to your love
  Addicted to your love
  Addicted to your love
  Addicted to your love
  Addicted to your love
  Addicted to your love
  Addicted to your love
  Addicted to your love
  I need it
  Technique oh oh oh
  In the way got me superman
  You can be my superwoman
  Love you like nobody can
  Imma give you love, love, love, love, none stop
  I can give you love, love, love, till the sun drop
  I'm like did, did, did a shit
  Lighters bad but that my business
  I'm a thing for her love and everything she does
  Just because I'm addicted to her love, love, love, love
  Love, love, love, love
  Love, love, love, love
  Addicted to your love
  Addicted to your love
  Addicted to your love
  Addicted to your love
  Addicted to your love
  Addicted to your love
  Addicted to your love
  Addicted to your love
  I need it
  I need love, I need love
  Are you gonna be able to give it to me
  You're a drug, you're a drug
  I'm addicted to your L O V E
  I'm like a J hooded crack pot
  Baby you my love drug anybody got a hot
  Shoot her in my veins while I'm lifting up her skirt
  And I probably will drink her
  Got a double cup of hers oh
  Your love, love, love, love
  I cant get enough of your love girl I must be addicted
  I am
  In love with you I am
  You with a boy yes maam
  Girl I think I'm in love, your love
  Addicted to your love
  Addicted to your love
  Addicted to your love
  Addicted to your love
  Addicted to your love
  Addicted to your love
  I need it
  Love, love, love, love
  Love, love, love
  I need it
  I'm addicted

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  4 My Niggas (ft. Trinidad James)show lyrics

  4 My Niggas (ft. Trinidad James)

  Travis, hey
  if everybody will getting that money
  1 2 3
  Look!
  2 x Hook:
  There 4 all my nigga get money
  dope boy that keep try but
  stripper girls can't wait till Monday
  everybody that keep it one hundred
  4 a nigga pull in that stripe
  4 shawty put in that blunt,
  4 nigga we ball all night,
  every day of the week we stunt.
  Hey look, all my niggas get money,
  yeah we keep it one hundred,
  some niggas scared of that money,
  I'm recked up and I'm stuntin
  yeah I keep my hat had to sale,
  but that don't mean I'm getting no money
  shawty told I'm puttin pants on,
  why you gotta be so down cunch,
  don't let that below you,
  don't make me call all of my..
  don't make me copy no rollie,
  don't make me copy ..
  don't make me, make me withdraw,
  wont' fuck with o law,
  p**sy nigga try to rob me and I'ma go outside nigga don't..
  don't let pull up them racks,
  don't let walk out the sense,
  if I take you girl, never take you girl,
  just know she won't be bach,
  no stroke us love bro,
  look I have the fun we throw,
  pussy nigga try to rob me and I'ma go outside nigga ..
  no let pull out them racks, don't let me walk out for sense,
  if I take you girl, never take you girl, just know she won't be back,
  no struck us lovers bro, look of all the fun we throw
  look of all the one on the floor, ..'cause we're so.
  I need all my hoes for central station, fuck a buzzy bitch
  and now you ain't in my section nigga, don't fuck niggas on my list,
  I'm in this bitch my niggas, that's why I leave strat and..
  I'm working on this stripper play that molly weed and..
  that's your bitch I hope not, 'cause ..what I gotta
  valley hill when I'm fucked up, I see your crib where I drop the hoe,
  here come that walk up shane, real niggas my campaign
  so them doper boy my fam man
  and the stripper girl my sister,
  this song for anybody got somebody like that in the system
  lyrical my dick nigga, my hoes licking my dick,
  and I ain't change it for shick,
  are you country niggas getting your country song for my dick,
  I say worry about it bitch and conscious on this dick,
  damn, pass em to them porters and might wanna change your bitch,
  [2 x Hook:]
  I really ..to my trip, my crib too high in the sky
  I ain't really to moon walk, my car, my bus, I..
  they say I'm in your city, y'all nigga better hide your wife,
  'cause if your bitch is bad I'ma change her life okay
  I got it girl and..she always bring me lean,
  I got the shit from kali, she all brign me green
  got a bad..from.. got niggas really couldn't afford it,
  and every time we f*ck, shawty let me record her,
  okay in Monday now we imagine, two hoes on the poe that tragic,
  they getting that money they stack,
  two floes I'ma get the backage,
  all my niggas on the east what's happening
  on the floor rolling dive just crap it,
  for all my people working out to five
  can't wait to get them taxes.
  My nigga pull it in their stripe, tryin to rob me there on sight,
  I'm drippin weight in ice, I need a bad bitch no ice,
  she don't suck a bitch, she don't f*ck a clip,
  then no she ain't my type, then roll the wrist all night,
  ..alive, if you get money got a trap bank,
  all my niggas say they right,
  got the old school with no pipes, don't get caught with their wife,
  I'm counting cash in my
  they cheat with me I got by, anything I wanna drive,
  range rover, rari, Maserati, new..
  between the hoes and ..I let em pop the molly
  ..they suckin dick while I'm on the phone
  let em try to look a little..

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  Can I Hit Hershow lyrics

  Can I Hit Her

  Wats Up My Nig, Wats Hannanin
  Wats Up My Nig, Wats Hannanin
  You Got Dem Hoes With Ya And I Got Em Bad
  Now You Gon Buss Em Open
  Dog You No Me Man
  I Get Up In Dem
  I Just Go Mental Man
  Den Ali He Strap Em Up N Den He Drill Em Man
  And Den Lil Strap He Try To Hit Em Bt He Kill Em Man
  I Mean Lyk Gettn Down On The Flo Aye Man You Feel Me Man
  Can I Hitter(yea), Den I Hitter(yea)
  Den I Pass Ha To Ali N Den He Split Ha(yea)
  Deni Pull Ha Hair, And Smack Ha Ass
  At First I Go Slow Den I Just Go Super Fast
  I Do Ha Bad, Lil Strap
  You No I'm Bad, I'm Crazy Man
  Gotta Strap Up I Don't Want No Baby Man
  Pass Ha To Quez And Den He Gon Slay Ha Man
  [Chorus:]
  Can I Hitter (yea) [x9]
  Can I Least Just Hit Ha
  Can I Least Just Do This, She Just Lyk A One Hitter Quitter
  I Dig A One Hit Quitter
  I F*ck Ha Den I Leave Ha
  I Don't Give A Damn, She's A Lie I Don't Believe Ha
  She Say She's A Virgin And She Neva Did This Sh*t Before
  She Sed She Neva Suck No D*ck Before, I Say Stupid Hoe You Lyn
  Damn I'm A Tell You One Mo Time You Is Fine
  Damn Shawty Can You Just B Mine Lyk Ooohhhh
  Aye, I Don't No Y, Y Ya'll Really Askn Niggas Questions Lyk Cani Hitter
  Wat Is My Name(lyk Fareal)

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  Slow Motionshow lyrics

  Slow Motion

  I told her cut the lights low
  Turn on the stereo take your clothes off
  Leave on the radio
  Come sit close to me cause that's how it's supposed to be
  Maybe we can drink all drank smoke all weed
  It's whatever she wants said it don't matter to me
  She screams like yeah yeah
  She gets on top of me
  I get her from the back hit it form the side
  There's aint no stopping me
  She don't want him she just want me
  But pimp that's obviously keep doing me slow
  It's early in the morning quarter to four
  She's teasing me and she drop it low

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  Spelling Beeshow lyrics

  Spelling Bee

  Differenter
  You have 10 seconds to spell it
  Travis your up next
  Um may I have a definition of differenter
  Uh well the definition of differenter is
  Someone that is not a regular
  So that means they're different er
  And add er to everything they say
  Um let's see
  Can You
  Can you use it in a sentence
  The clock's tickin' son
  A sentence please
  Travis Porter is the most differenter
  In the er er
  Oh I got it
  You got it
  Differenter
  Er er
  D-I-F-F-E-R-E-N-T-E-R

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  Call You Ft New Boyzshow lyrics

  Call You Ft New Boyz

  [Chorus] Legacy and Ali
  Dey all da same she say we all da same,( Dey all da
  same)
  But 100 I aint down wit all dem games, (All Dem Games)
  Umma actually call you, (Umma call you)
  Baby tell me can I call you. (Can I call u)
  She say you dont pick up I say um gone pick up, (Say um
  gone pick up)
  If I aint busy umma hit you we can all get up
  again,(All get up)
  Umma actually call you,(Umma call you)
  Baby tell me can I call you. (Can I call you)
  [Verse#1] Ali
  I aint lieing wen I say umma hit you up,
  Aye wat you doing later maybe I can pick you up,
  She say dont come over here if all you do is tryin to
  fuck,
  Whatever happens it happens and she say good luck,
  You must be special cuz I dont usually remember names,
  She say shut up nigga cuz you just running game,
  Um tryin to tell you you can swing my way,
  I'll take yo out and we can kick it everyday.
  [Chorus]
  [Verse#2] Legacy
  She say da niggas dat she mess wit hit it den dey left
  quick,
  Dats why she aint believe me wen I say um different,
  But babygirl um different dont have to keep ya
  distance,
  Most of da guys be slacking on ya but I am persistant,
  Up in A-T-L-A-N-T-A most of da girls be into me,
  But its okay I only want you to stop stayin low key,
  And I get a place dat you can come thru and we can get
  it on,
  Say I promise umma call you but I had my fingers
  crossed.
  [Verse#3] Strap
  She say jerk kick kick it we can do dat,
  She call me real quick say Strap boo where you at,
  Um at da studio but shid dats fine,
  Right now um kinda busy but hit me around nine,
  Nikki and Brittany Tiffany and Niecy,
  Both text messages talking bout dat dey miss me,
  Forreal? Cuz dey kno umma motherfucken differenter,
  Forreal? And I can lock dese girls down like a
  prisioner.
  [Chorus]
  [Verse#4] Quez
  She said I kno yo type and I said yeah is dat right,
  You da type to one night and he aint never gone wife,
  Ohhh aye I was looking shocked wen she said dat,
  I think she was tryin to see where my head at,
  So I saved her under California Nikki,
  And when um in you city we can kick it,
  Now um chillen shitty flossin and whippin,
  I called up Nikki and say baby lets kick it.
  [Verse#5] Ben J
  See its boom boom clap,
  Boom boom clap,
  Shawty like me Ben J like dat,
  You see me and you crack,
  I see u and you fat,
  Den we in da back door girl get it like dat,
  Um surprise yall,
  But shawty was my lifestyle,
  Light skinned yellowbone,
  Bad chick super grown,
  Umma go go hard like she want me to do,
  And when you see me umma actually call you.

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  Waffle Houseshow lyrics

  Waffle House

  If I ever been this drunk befo', then I neva eva think I been this drunk befo'
  But I'm drunk, befo'... it's fo'(Four)
  Am I trippin? Or am I drunk?
  [Chorus:]
  Breakfast at the Waffle House, 20 sausage biscuits
  Hold on, excuse me ma'am, what come on my sausage biscuit?
  20 more orange juices, 20 more biscuits
  Got my team together, now there 20 naked bitches
  [Verse 1:]
  I-N-T-O-X-I-C-A-T-E-D, I can barely even see
  I'm higher than a plane, drunker than a fuck * face
  I forgot my name, tryna sit up straight
  I can't maintain, DUI. I'm so fucked up I can barely even drive
  One blunt, two blunt, three blunt, four.
  Drink drink drink drink smoke smoke smoke
  [Chorus:]
  Breakfast at the Waffle House, 20 sausage biscuits
  Hold on, excuse me ma'am, what come on my sausage biscuit?
  20 more orange juices, 20 more biscuits
  Got my team together, now there 20 naked bitches
  [Verse 2: Ali]
  Oh my god, what is goin on?
  Man I'm drunk and smokin strong, got ya nigga super stoned
  Ah, oh my god this fat bitch look so pretty, man she got some big ol titties
  And she acting real siddity
  Like, oh my god, I'm drunker than my head and my eyes were very red
  I don't want to go to bed
  Oh my god, give me steak and cheese, I got like 15 more so just send me waiter please
  [Chorus:]
  Breakfast at the Waffle House, 20 sausage biscuits
  Hold on, excuse me ma'am, what come on my sausage biscuit?
  20 more orange juices, 20 more biscuits
  Got my team together, now there 20 naked bitches
  Breakfast at the Waffle House, 20 sausage biscuits
  Hold on, excuse me ma'am, what come on my sausage biscuit?
  20 more orange juices, 20 more biscuits
  Got my team together, now there's 20 naked bitches
  [Verse 3:]
  Just left the club, bout to hit the Waffle House
  Man I'm drunk as fuck, what the hell he talmbout?
  Said I want the steak and cheese, but man I want a waffle now
  Can't make up my mind, I think I want a Whopper now
  Breakfast at the Waffle House, 20 sausage biscuits
  20 more orange juice, and 20 naked bitches
  Bill a buck fifty, man you know I blew dat
  Sausage biscuit, meat and bread, no I never knew that
  [Verse 4: Waka Flocka]
  This ain't IHOP, this the Waffle House
  Know how we rock? put it in her mouth
  All star meal, for my 5 star bitch
  The way the girl walkin, sware she get a nigga rich
  Michael Vick, my eggs with cheese, yeah I love them scrambled
  Man it's four, been in line for about 30 minutes
  Bacon egg and cheese that her get her on her knees
  Two words to the waitress, "Check Please! "
  [Chorus:]
  Breakfast at the Waffle House, 20 sausage biscuits
  Hold on, excuse me ma'am, what come on my sausage biscuit?
  20 more orange juices, 20 more biscuits
  Got my team together, now there 20 naked bitches
  Breakfast at the Waffle House, 20 sausage biscuits
  Hold on, excuse me ma'am, what come on my sausage biscuit?
  20 more orange juices, 20 more biscuits

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  Wake Up!show lyrics

  Wake Up!

  Wa-Wa-Wa-Wake Up... Bake
  Hold Up... Wait
  Mid... I'm Straight
  Kush... Okay
  Wake Up... Wake Up
  Bake... Bake
  Hold Up... Hold Up
  Wait... Wait
  Mid... Mid
  I'm Straight... I'm Straight
  Kush... Kush
  Okay... Okay
  I'm I'm I'm Chillen... I'm Chillen
  Playin... Playin...
  Call... Call
  Of Duty... Of Duty
  Yo Yo Yo Your Girl... Your Girl
  Is On... Is On
  Her Knees... Her Knees
  She's Chewing... She Chewing
  Her her Her Head... Her Head
  Is Right... Is Right
  Above... Above
  The Louis... The Louis
  She Said... She Said
  It's Good... It's Good
  It's Tasty... Tasty
  It's Chewy... Chewy
  We Did It... Did It
  Sofa... Sofa
  Counter... Counter
  Floor... Floor
  I I I Told Her... Told Her
  Feet... Feet
  Walk... Walk
  Too Door... Too Door
  I Thank... I Thank
  She's Trying... She's Trying
  Too Stay... Too Say
  Some Mo... Some Mo
  But Oh... But Oh
  No Way... No Way
  Because You's... Because You's
  A... A (Censorded)
  Wake Up... Bake
  Hold Up... Wait
  Mid... I'm Straight
  Kush... Okay
  Wake Up... Wake Up
  Bake... Bake
  Hold Up... Hold Up
  Wait... Wait
  Mid... Mid
  I'm Straight... I'm Straight
  Kush... Kush
  Okay... Okay
  Coolin '... Coolin '
  With My... With My
  Niggas... Niggas
  Smokin '... Smokin '
  Fuck Dat... Fuck Dat
  Mid... Mid
  Kush Pack... Kush Pack
  Potent... Potent
  Buss It... Buss It
  Down... Down
  Light It... Light It
  Up... Smoke It
  20... 20
  Niggas... Niggas
  All Ready To Buck Buck Buck... Okay
  Hold Up... Hold Up
  My Niggas Still Don't Give A Fuck... No Fuck
  If A Nigga Buck, All I Gotta Do Is Scream... Yah Yooo!
  All Them Niggas Scream Wassup... Wassup
  Real Street Nigga... Real Street Nigga
  Animals... All My Niggas Gone Puff
  Sir, Pass That Weed... Light One Up...
  And I'm a Sit Back Post Up, Post Up, Post Uppp!
  Wake Up... Bake
  Hold Up... Wait
  Mid... I'm Straight
  Kush... Okay
  Wake Up... Wake Up
  Bake... Bake
  Hold Up... Hold Up
  Wait... Wait
  Mid... Mid
  I'm Straight... I'm Straight
  Kush... Kush
  Okay... Okay
  I Pull Up Too The Pump Hoes Choosin ' On Me... Gas Station
  Walked Into The Sto ', I Told ' Em 20 On 3... 20
  Knowing Damn Well, Ion Got No 20's On Me...
  So I Gave His Ass A Hunned Told ' Em... Ke-Ke-Ke-Keep The Extra Cheese
  Ha... Walkin ' To The Whip... I'm Like Whea The Hell My Keys... Hold Up
  Whea The Hell My Weed... Hold Up... Whea The Hell My Keys
  Man, I'm Slippin '... And I'm Trippin ' Man...
  This Weed Has Got Me Flippin '... Man I Might Do Something Different...
  Man... I Might Wake Up Tomorrow And I'm...
  Wake Up... Bake
  Hold Up... Wait
  Mid... I'm Straight
  Kush... Okay
  Wake Up... Wake Up
  Bake... Bake
  Hold Up... Hold Up
  Wait... Wait
  Mid... Mid
  I'm Straight... I'm Straight
  Kush... Kush
  Okay... Okay
  Yeahhh, Yeahhh... This Is How We Do It... Traveyyyy
  Mix That Purple With That... And Now We Got That Fluid (Uh!)... Yeahhh
  Look, This Is How We Do It...
  Mannn, Mix That Purple With That Sprite... And Now We Drinkin ' Fluid...!

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  The Baddest Bitch In The World

  Aye yo I met this fine ass chick at tthe mall the other day. you kno wat I'm sayin.
  (The baddest bich in the world)
  Ya'll niggas don't really know bout her. but I'm a tell you bout her.
  (The baddest bitch in the world)
  [Chorus:]
  She lookin at me(aaaa), she touchin on me(aaaaa), she holdin me tight(the baddest bich in the world) she want it from me so I'm gon give it to her(aaaaa)it's bout to go down(the baddest bitch in the world). she want it, I'm on it, do girl believe.(the baddest bitch in the world).she got it(she got it), she got it(she got it), she got it(the baddest bitch in the world)
  [Verse 1:]
  Girl you the baddest bitch in this world. thank god for puttin you in this world(she got it).it's like every time you kissin me girlthank god cause I be missin you girl(you hear me... shawty).eligence is like some diamonds and pearlsher swagg is like a thousand of yours(she got it).no questions asked bout 5'3 cute feet. and plus she got a ass like it was me, just look and see.
  [Chorus:]
  She lookin at me(aaaa), she touchin on me(aaaaa), she holdin me tight(the baddest bich in the world) she want it from me(aaaa) so I'm gon give it to her(aaaaa)it's bout to go down(the baddest bitch in the world). she want it, I'm on it, do girl believe.(the baddest bitch in the world).she got it(she got it), she got it(she got it), she got it(the baddest bitch in the world)
  [Verse 2:]
  Wat u want see it don't matter to me. she so bad that she mite just get some money from me. aye so lucky for me she only fuckin with me nd all she is [? ] (bitch please). we kick it, we cool the baddest bitch in my school she got me actin a fool tha freack shit that we do. can't even bring ha round my niggas that too. and damn she amazin and you kno that that's true(for real)
  [Verse 3:]
  Well I was chillen at tha club last nite. she had a real cute face anda a ass just rite. so I called ha and said hey how u doin lil mama. she said I'm gud but I ain't lookin for all of dat drama. I say naw me neither I ain't tha type to miss treat you I just want to puff reefa. nd make it seem like aretha(ha). she laughed and we left. I said take a deep breath, we headed rite up them step nd you kno wat happen next...
  [Bridge:]
  She got it (haha), she got it(aye), she got it(ooo), she got it(she got it), she got it(she got it), she got it(the baddest bitch in the world)

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  Travis Says

  Sit Down And Get Up
  Sit Down And Get Up
  Sit Down Now Get up
  Sit Down Now Get up
  Hold Up Hold Up And Wait
  Hold Up Hold Up And Wait
  Hold Up Hold Up And Wait
  Hold Up Hold Up And Wait
  Shawty Not A 10 More Like A 8
  Say You Wanna Fuck Hold Up And Wait
  Pass Me A Beer Hold Up Straight
  ? On The Cheeseburger Hold up Steak
  Kush So Loud I Can't Hear
  Pull Up To The Club I'm... Here
  Tattoo On My Face Hold Up... Tear
  Mola Rose Hold Cheer
  Sit Down And Get Up
  Sit Down And Get Up
  Sit Down Now Get up
  Sit Down Now Get up
  Hold Up Hold Up And Wait
  Hold Up Hold Up And Wait
  Hold Up Hold Up And Wait
  Hold Up Hold Up And Wait
  Hold Up Hold Up Wait
  Hold Wait Wait Really Wait
  I Mean The Music Bumpin And The Club Going Crazy
  Everybody Jumpin Now
  Sit Down Now Get Up
  Freeze In The Air Let Me See Your Sugar Butt Like Whoa
  I Wanna See How Low You Can Gooo
  Bend Over Touch Your Toooes
  Sit Down And Get Up
  Sit Down And Get Up
  Sit Down Now Get up
  Sit Down Now Get up
  Hold Up Hold Up And Wait
  Hold Up Hold Up And Wait
  Hold Up Hold Up And Wait
  Hold Up Hold Up And Wait
  Hold up Wait Now
  Hold Up Now Wait
  Sit Down Now Get Up
  Sit Down Now Get Up
  Oh Oh Oh Ha Ha
  Repeat After Me When I Walk You Walk (Run)
  Repeat After Me When I Talk You Talk (Shut Up)
  Hold Up Wait
  I Know You Like Travie
  So When I Count To Three Everybody Scream Travie
  Like
  I Like That
  Whenever She Message Me I Never Write Back
  Tomb In The Hole With No Town
  So All My Bitches Gotta Wait In Line So I Tell Them Host Up
  Sit Down And Get Up
  Sit Down And Get Up
  Sit Down Now Get up
  Sit Down Now Get up
  Hold Up Hold Up And Wait
  Hold Up Hold Up And Wait
  Hold Up Hold Up And Wait

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  Swallow The Bottleshow lyrics

  Swallow The Bottle

  [Girl:] Laughs
  [Travis Porter:] What you say?
  [Girl:] I said I wanna do it now, I don't want to wait two hours until you get home.
  [Travis Porter:] You gone swallow the bottle?
  [Girl:] Whattt?
  [Travis Porter:] Hm?
  [Girl:] Am I gone swallow the bottle?
  [Travis Porter:] Mmhm
  [Girl:] Whea the bottle at?
  (Traveyyyyyy)
  Bottles, bottles, bottles, bottles, bottles, bottles!
  (Traveyyyyyy)
  Models, models, models, models, models!
  Hop off the stage, point at them hoe and tell 'em follow.
  Whea the hell the waitress, tell her bring another bottle!
  (Bitch!)
  Po'd it in her mouth, I said I wanna see you gargle.
  Then she answered bet, guess what? I can swallow.
  She can swallow (she can swallow)
  The whole bottle (the whole bottle)
  She can swallow (she can swallow)
  The whole bottle (the whole bottle)
  She can swallow (she can swallow)
  The whole bottle (the whole bottle)
  She can swallow (she can swallow)
  The whole boooottleeee (ahhhhh)
  She swallow, the whole bottle.
  So that means, she a scholar.
  You (you) you (you) you.
  Ya'll follow us. (follow us)
  Bitch we drank champaigne (splash, splash, splash, splash)
  Watch the bottle bust!
  Nada, nada, nada, nada, nada - you can't kiss me.
  Gwolla, gwolla, gwolla - who don't got none? Bitch please!
  (gargleing)
  Gargle, gargle, gargle.
  Open up yo mouth, and let me see you swallow.
  Hop off the stage, point at them hoe and tell 'em follow.
  Whea the hell the waitress, tell her bring another bottle!
  (Bitch!)
  Po'd it in her mouth, I said I wanna see you gargle.
  Then she answered bet, guess what? I can swallow.
  She can swallow (she can swallow)
  The whole bottle (the whole bottle)
  She can swallow (she can swallow)
  The whole bottle (the whole bottle)
  She can swallow (she can swallow)
  The whole bottle (the whole bottle)
  She can swallow (she can swallow)
  The whole boooottleeee (ahhhhh)
  Say ahhhhhhhhhhh, bitch this ain't Trey Songz.
  Say ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, (ha ha) cause we 'bout to get it on.
  (Let's go) She can swallow, the bottle.
  She is freaky, (she freakyyy) she a model.
  Her friends keke, boy she swallow - the whole bottle? the whole bottle!
  (Whatttttt?)
  Hop off the stage, point at them hoe and tell 'em follow.
  Whea the hell the waitress, tell her bring another bottle!
  (Bitch!)
  Po'd it in her mouth, I said I wanna see you gargle.
  Then she answered bet, guess what? I can swallow.
  She can swallow (she can swallow)
  The whole bottle (the whole bottle)
  She can swallow (she can swallow)
  The whole bottle (the whole bottle)
  She can swallow (she can swallow)
  The whole bottle (the whole bottle)
  She can swallow (she can swallow)
  The whole boooottleeee (ahhhhh)
  Well I ordered her a shotey, and she said she want a bottle.
  So she opened up her mouth, and she went gobble, gobble, gobble.
  She swallowed the whole bottle, that's crazy - that's amazing.
  She swallowed the whole bottle!
  Her name is Stacey, she only 18. (whoa!)
  Like damn, she so young - but, she so fine, fine, fine. (OoOoOoO)
  She legal, so I'll get her from behind, hind, hind. (OoOoOoO)
  Like damn (damn) - I'm running out of time, time, time. (You are!)
  Wait, can I think of one more line, line, line. (Think, think, think!)
  Hop off the stage, point at them hoe and tell 'em follow.
  Whea the hell the waitress, tell her bring another bottle!
  (Bitch!)
  Po'd it in her mouth, I said I wanna see you gargle.
  Then she answered bet, guess what? I can swallow.
  She can swallow (she can swallow)
  The whole bottle (the whole bottle)
  She can swallow (she can swallow)
  The whole bottle (the whole bottle)
  She can swallow (she can swallow)
  The whole bottle (the whole bottle)
  She can swallow (she can swallow)

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  Tatted Upshow lyrics

  Tatted Up

  Tattoos on her feet
  Tattoos on her chick
  Tattoos my name...
  Since she... all the bitches love that
  Tattoo on her... goggle on her...
  ... hurt said she likes pain
  Let me see you work
  Shorty do your thing
  ... make a wish shorty let go
  Put my name on your...
  Tattoos on her feet
  Tattoos on her chick
  Tattoos my name...
  Since she... all the bitches love that
  Tattoos on her feet
  Tattoos on her chick
  Tattoos my name...

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  Sum Headshow lyrics

  Sum Head

  All I want is what's on top a yo shoulders
  Don't wanna bend u over
  No pit pat or riff raff
  Suck this thang with ya tit tat
  Don't wanna do it girl get back
  Suck suck baby no kit kat
  Pleeeease baby don't mitch match
  Lil strap but RECALLL (strap)
  Herr heads on top a yalls
  She get to it suck dick an balls
  Her sex game is off the wall
  And I fuck audience big and tall
  Psyche! I was just playin with ya'll
  U my type yeah little and small
  Right on up to go round and round
  Round and round she right and round
  I just found
  The girl I need to do me just like Nike
  Face down no sound I like it
  Plus shawty dikin'
  She ready for whateva
  Girl u betta tell ha...
  It's nine inches or betta over here
  [Chorus:]
  A Girl all I want is head head
  Just a little bit bit bit
  Then I'm a lay back on this bed bed
  Bitch gimme some head
  All I want is head head head
  All I want is head head head
  All I need is head head head
  All I want is head head head
  All I need is head head head
  All I want is ""
  All I need""
  Girl come get close to me
  Put yo head between my knees
  Make yo head go up and down like you jumpin on trampoline
  Girl don't come trample me it's enough for all you three
  If u wanna get with me then common baby follow me
  Get a lil closer let me show u what they all gon see
  And it's going where yo jaws should be
  Keep yo draws on cause NAW they ain't all for me
  Pass that hoe to Strap and he gon beat them walls fa me
  He gon break the law fa me
  Them hitters unlawfully
  Man tell me why WHY?
  Why these hoes is all on me
  And I ain't all alone
  This bitch gave me stadium nigga fuck a dome
  [Chorus]
  I ain't with all that cakin shit
  I ain't with all that datin shit
  I just want for u to common ova we can make some shit(hey wat dat is?)
  A a movie jump in that Jacuzzi
  Shawty kissin on me rubbin and tryna seduce me
  I ain't tryna fuck shawty on the real tip
  Fa real u know what it is
  Whisper in her ear lips like Angelina

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  Pocket Watchers

  [Verse 1:]
  Look, like 4 or 5 chicks came in this week
  Even though I'm racked up I pretend to be cheap
  With these number Jordan's and this 1000$ fleece
  2 10000$ chains and I just signed a new lease
  Man I pour up by the 4 every day do the math
  What I speak in week, 28 split in half
  Man I picked her up myself, when she left she took a
  When I walk inside a set ain't no telling what I'm a
  grab aye
  [Hook:]
  20 racks in my pocket, gotta get it
  20 racks in my pocket, gotta get it
  Got yo girl in my pocket, gotta get it
  Got yo girl in my pocket, gotta get it
  20 racks in my pocket, I'm a witness
  20 racks in my pocket, I'm a witness
  Niggas tryna count my pockets, mind your business
  Niggas tryna count my pockets, mind your business
  [Verse 2:]
  Niggas tryna count my pockets, got mo in the stash
  Bought my mama a new car and bought my bitch a Aston
  It ain't nothing but some hunnids in this bank roll
  I'm official, I'm 100 if you ain't know
  East side, hell yea, that Decatur ho
  Real niggas, shout out Young Capone and Macy Yo
  20 bands in my pocket, bout to spend it
  Got yo girl in my pocket by the 20's
  [Hook:]
  20 racks in my pocket, gotta get it
  20 racks in my pocket, gotta get it
  Got yo girl in my pocket, gotta get it
  Got yo girl in my pocket, gotta get it
  20 racks in my pocket, I'm a witness
  20 racks in my pocket, I'm a witness
  Niggas tryna count my pockets, mind your business
  Niggas tryna count my pockets, mind your business
  [Verse 3:]
  Niggas tryna count my pockets, mind your business
  I don't cop no 3-5, I cop them big bad
  Like hittin the Audemar, what their bitch did
  Right pocket, 20 low, pocket 10 bands
  Getting pulled up close, I get stupid low
  I get stupid fly, smoking stupid drugs
  Got yo ho in my pocket like them rubber bands
  223 best believe we some Taliban
  [Hook:]
  20 racks in my pocket, gotta get it
  20 racks in my pocket, gotta get it
  Got yo girl in my pocket, gotta get it
  Got yo girl in my pocket, gotta get it
  20 racks in my pocket, I'm a witness
  20 racks in my pocket, I'm a witness
  Niggas tryna count my pockets, mind your business

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  College Girlshow lyrics

  College Girl

  There's a lot of girls around the world but ain't nothin like a college girl
  [Chorus:]
  I got me a college girl.
  She's the best girl in the world.
  She likes to take shots with the homies,
  She never leave me lonely.
  She's my one and only,
  College girl.
  I got me a college girl.
  [Quez:]
  College girl, I love the romance.
  I remember when I went to pick her up from Savannah.
  She used to go to Georgia state, she used to be a panther.
  Get her in the bed she scratch a nigga like a panther.
  And she takes shots with the homies
  Her favorite food is pizza so she loves the pepperonies
  AKA so she's a sexy tenderoni
  She don't fuck with other bitches cause those other hoes be phonie
  Got a good head on her shoulders
  Together we'll grow older
  She's a modest girl, but until she graduates, she's a college girl
  [Chorus:]
  I got me a college girl
  She's the best girl in the world
  She likes to take shots with the homies
  She never leave me lonely
  She's my one and only
  College girl
  I got me a college girl
  [Ali:]
  I got a college lady
  Born in the 80's
  She's a Grady baby
  Graduate from Grady
  But that's in high school
  She's at Howard now
  And she's so far away
  I'm sending flowers now
  And every time she visit
  You know we hanging out
  And when I'm not around
  I'm who she thinks about
  And That's my Howard girl
  Check out my Spelman girl
  Shorty freaks me real good
  You better tell em girl
  No overnight visitations
  So I'm sneaking in
  And when I'm beating in
  Her roommates keep on peaking in
  Class At eight
  So I can't stay late
  So at six in the morning I'm escape
  Gone.
  College is where she wants to be
  If you got a college girl come stay with me
  [Strap:]
  Fortune and fame, that don't even matter
  I made it to the top
  And put my baby on the ladder
  Smoking and drinking just me and my baby
  When I'm on the road
  I'll be thinking bout my baby
  Instant lover
  So many miles away
  I wish she would never ever moved away
  I gotta a shorty at UGA
  Shorties at Georgia State
  Shorty in Jamaica
  But no one can take her place
  I love college
  And college girls
  So shout out to my colleges all around the world
  (What you talkin' bout)
  Clark Atlanta (what's up)
  Savannah (what's up)
  Georgia Southern (what's up)
  Chicks at Gordon (what's up)
  Howard and Albany
  Fuck with all my lady's
  All these college girls
  Man they got me going crazy
  [Chorus:]
  I got me a college girl
  She's the best girl in the world
  She likes to hang out with the homies
  She never leave me lonely
  She's my one and only
  College girl

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  Stripper Love

  Roses are red, violets are blue,
  I walked in this strip club and fell in love with you
  Yeah, is how you make a nigga want it
  big thing pro baby show me my pony
  I'm walking, toast up, look a real different flow up
  tapped on a show here, 'cause I had to give me a little closer
  damn she ain't got no jeans on, DJ play my team song,
  the thing is wrong but I'm thinking is right
  my mind playin' tricks on me tonight,
  Yeah I pop wine, baby I pop wine
  Yeah use a hot wine, girl use a hot wine,
  I got my love but I never felt like this,
  pull up to aside to explaining shit,
  girl with ..we rearrange this shit,
  come with me girl what you think this is yeah.
  Hook:
  Roses are red, violets are blue,
  I walked in this strip club and fell in love with you
  Yeah, is how you make a nigga want it
  big thing pro baby show me my pony
  See I'm in this strip club, check coolin' coolin'
  see this little cutie, real slim waste what a big fat bootie,
  I say shawty what's your name, she say her name with Stacey
  I said girl your ass is fat and if you touch you gotta pay
  Roses are red, magnums are gold
  girl you're moving too fast, girl take it slow
  girl I know I ain't your man, but I know you uncle man
  in time I say no, put it on my pants ain't grind it slow,
  put it on my pants ain't grind it slow.
  [Hook:]
  Walked in the scene the little mama perfect
  pop that p**sy when she see my Rolex,
  yeah shawty got sex appeal,
  tryin to give it to the girl like there for real
  let me see if you could take it to the hill for real
  twenty bed man I'm .. for real,
  she'll be prayer on the corner right there for real,
  you already know like I'm there for real,
  real bone it's your song,
  I don't like penis you aint' got nothing on
  get .. and when she getting home,
  calling me daddy when the kid go strong,
  been over till your toes
  ain't nothing but the real bottles on
  she..little mami you the baddest
  I had this... magic.

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  She Won't Let Me Goshow lyrics

  She Won't Let Me Go

  [Verse 1: Strap]
  She won't let me go
  She won't let me go
  Looked me in my eyes, and told me "baby no"
  Spend a night in that pussy and then I gots to go
  She tried to hide my keys
  Don't want me to go, back out that door
  Don't want me to go back on that road
  Say I always touch her soul
  Say her man don't do her like I do her
  Say it's nothing wrong with me and you
  You just tell me how you feelin'
  I might come and scoop you baby, and put you on that pimpin'
  You could ease your mind, relax your bones
  Took you off his arm, he ain't on the shit I'm on
  Take you to the club, you had the time of your live and drink Patron
  Pour you some Rosay and now you drankin', what I'm drankin' on
  [Hook: Big Sean]
  I swear the nights on the road
  All around the globe
  Everywhere I go
  Surrounded by them hoes
  I swear she won't let me go
  She won't let me go, (do it) [x2]
  She see the ice that I got on, (boi)
  Emblem on my car, (boi)
  Used to be yo girl, (boi)
  But now she on my arm
  She won't let me go, (do it) [x3]
  [Verse 2: Ali]
  She won't let me go because I hit that pussy right
  All night
  And when I hit it, man she keep that pussy tight
  That's what I like
  And if I'm tipsy, then I might give that pussy bites
  But ain't no drinking red wine
  Because my floor is all white, okay
  So hit me up today
  Maybe we'll hook up today
  Hope you ain't got plans today
  Trynna take yo pants away
  Lightin' up some candles babe
  So enjoy the moment cause later I gotta go away
  Girl my ice on, my ice on
  I fuck her with the lights on, the lights on
  I hope Pandora play the right song, the right song
  I'm a hit it all night long, night long
  [Hook: Big Sean]
  I swear the nights on the road
  All around the globe
  Everywhere I go
  Surrounded by them hoes
  I swear she won't let me go
  She won't let me go, (do it) [x2]
  She see the ice that I got on, (boi)
  Emblem on my car, (boi)
  Used to be yo girl, (boi)
  But now she on my arm
  She won't let me go, (do it) [x3]
  [Verse 3: Quez]
  I put her hands over her head
  Then I picked her up, and then I laid her on the bed
  Then I spread her legs
  And then I licked her on her neck
  Then I told her, "Girl it's gone be something you won't forget"
  And then she scream "Quez, I like that"
  Don't bite me girl, cause I bite back
  And we tangled and twisted
  And she say she like my chain, the way it twinkle and glisten
  Baby I'm the quarterback, so baby play your position
  I said, "Girl I gotta go, girl I gotta leave"
  Did it two times, say she want a round three
  Puttin on my jacket, she start pulling on my sleeve
  She say that she's addicted and can't get enough of me
  [Hook: Big Sean]
  I swear the nights on the road
  All around the globe
  Everywhere I go
  Surrounded by them hoes
  I swear she won't let me go
  She won't let me go, (do it) [x2]
  She see the ice that I got on, (boi)
  Emblem on my car, (boi)
  Used to be yo girl, (boi)
  But now she on my arm

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  Where My Moneyshow lyrics

  Where My Money

  [Chorus:]
  Hands in the airrr where my money at better pull it out yo pockey nigga where my money jackk (where it's at) you owe me 50 need a hunnit back I do inches you think I'm a dummy jack
  [Strap:]
  Girls go down but my money go up I'm nineteen but my money grown up why u so wet hold up what you mean I got stupid dough this is what I call I got guala but I need every dollar where my money at bitch don't make me holla I know tosha got my money on time and if she don't then tonya better bring her ass back cause what I want is my nickels that she owe I'm just picky bout my money I need guala every single day don't think that shit funny cause them goons gon searchin for yo head than get yo ass up better pull my money I need my cash bruh
  [Chorus]
  [Quez:]
  Okay where my money at bitch I need my money jack tried to give me 5's and 10's nigga where the hunnits at oh you ain't got hunnits jack thank you come again well you can't get yo money back and since you owe me a sack I'm a need 2 if u can't come up with that then I'm a need you and when we step up on the scene you already know we mean guys all about them green guys (yep)
  [Chorus]
  [Ali:]
  Where my money I need I need I need cash where my money I need I need I need that where my money so u better answer all my phone calls b4 I come ova and knock yo fuckin jaws where my money my momma had to send a money order and I'm sorry for spendin yo money last night on the quarter don't hit me I'm sorry it goes back in 140 and for u niggas who owe money this is what I tell ya'll
  [Chorus]
  [Mgk:]

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  Whatever She Wantsshow lyrics

  Whatever She Wants

  I want want my hair done
  Nails done feet too
  And if you can't do that
  Then nigga I don't need you.
  That's my girl she get whatever she
  Need, whatever she want
  We hit the mall. pop a few tags
  She get whatever she want
  Louie, prada, fendi bag
  She get whatever she want
  She know I got her
  She don't need to ask
  Tell me what you want
  G-give me what I want
  Give me what I want
  Whatever she want (4x)
  Imma call you snapple cuz
  Girl you got that juice
  Imma spoil you rotten like an
  Apple just cuz you my boo
  So when you hit the club
  You give them bitches somethin
  To see
  Fifteen-hundred for a bag
  That's her louie-V (BALLERS)
  {give me what I want}
  First stop, the nail salon
  Then we smoke a blunt
  Second stop, hair done
  Strap know what you want
  Str-strap know what you need
  I can put it in your life
  Baby come & fuck with me
  G-give me what I want
  Give me what I want
  Whatever she want (4x)
  I want that louie bag,
  That fendi bag, that proda bag
  I want my rent paid
  Diamond ringss, wassup with that
  I want my hair done, nails done
  Feet, too. and if you can't do that
  Then nigga I don't need you.
  Whatever she want, she can get it
  Whenever I want, I can hit it
  Name tatooed on her lower back
  Nisha tatooed right above the titty
  All she rock is chanel and fendi
  Gucci, louie, she already did it
  Shawty straight bout her money shit
  In other words
  She aint tryna kick it
  (Give me what I want)
  (Give me what I want)
  I am
  Shawty this here that blood money
  Got this shit off straight yam
  Pull up at the club I'm goin ham
  Blueberry top, whip cream lamb
  That pussy tight, that head right
  She can pick & choose
  I don't give a damn
  Her purse and shoes they got to match
  Matchin rolex
  That's a hundred stax
  She a hood bitch on
  Sum booji shit
  & I'll be damn if she
  Goin back
  (Give me what I want)
  (Gimme what I want)
  Already told you that
  (Make it, make it rain)
  (Make it rain)
  I already showed you that
  G-give me what I want
  Give me what I want
  (Whatever she want) (4x)
  I want that louie bag, that fendi bag
  That proda bag.
  I want my rent paid, diamond ringss wassup with that
  I want my hair done
  Nails done
  Feet, too. and if you can't
  Do that, then nigga I don't need you.
  Say she wanna bag I
  Took her to fips
  Said that she was bored
  We took us a trip
  You took a shot
  I took me a sip
  That's your girlfriend why
  She in my V.I.P (V.I.P)
  You take her to look
  I take her to shop
  (SHOPPING)
  Imma buy her shoes
  You gone buy her socks
  (WALKING)
  You aint got no cash
  But I got that cake
  So blow the candles out
  (WHY)
  Cuz it's your birthday
  Aawwww, damn shawty want me
  5'3 and uhh, ass of a donkey
  Bend it over and uhh gimme that monkey
  As long as she do that
  She can get anything she want from me
  Cars, clothes, excetera
  Can't go on no dates causs that
  Shit wont fit in my schedule
  But we can hit the mall so
  Baby put that in your schedule
  And when she want some money
  Is the only time a nigga hear from her
  DAMN!
  G-give me what I want
  Give me what I want

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  Aww Yeashow lyrics

  Aww Yea

  Aww yeah, aww aww
  Hook:
  She got an ass on
  And she pretty in the face... some cash on
  Ain't nothing till I play
  Aww yea aww yea, aww yea aww yea
  Aww yea aww yea,
  If you getting money put your hands in the air
  ... I'm standing aww yea aww yea
  Aww yea aww yea, aww yea aww yea
  Aww yea aww yea, aww yea aww yea, aww yea
  High thing with the...
  I've been counting money all day all night
  That is... stand up
  Took it from the nigga... we can drunk
  Boy show what... what I want
  ... this a jean
  They been... a hundred dollar team
  ... that hoes in the via
  Shawty world about she know that we back
  All hundred for the dope
  All hundred for the... bottles
  If... say you model
  ... for the truth color with them dollar
  40 ground put it on the scale
  ... first street nigga out it on the...
  Yeah yeah
  [Hook:]
  Said the shawty got an ass on and fat
  I'm tryin take her home but she rather take care
  Dance while we're standing on the chair
  You gotta ball put it in the air
  I got some benz on em, I put some benz on em
  I wonder where she do to put my hands on em
  Popper of a... on em and do my dance on em
  I only thought the money but why she land on em
  And what a... girl to take a...
  What a weed at and what my g's at
  What a freak but the lady in the street said
  Now make you clap, clap clap clap funny
  Now make you...
  Shake for me, shake shake for em
  Make you shake for me, shake for me, shake for me
  [Hook:]
  Hey getting from my... getting ay
  Get club bally bally I'ma straight
  Every time we had to eat you know we hit straight
  She ain't with the game mama mama don't play
  Shawty ain't... call it till I...
  ... in the air 'cause she really diming meeting
  ... from the area she... she bad to the bone...
  And...

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  Ayy Ladiesshow lyrics

  Ayy Ladies

  Ok now ladies (Yeah)
  If you know you bad (Yeah)
  Don't need no man, got yo own bands, put up yo hands
  If you a top notch bitch let me hear you holler
  Bend it over (Yeah), Touch ya toes, whip it out (Yeah) show them hoes ya bank roll
  Slang it out, hit a broke ho with it
  Poke it out, Damn Shawty you can get it
  Ah, 1234 give a booty 5
  I like my bitches real thick lil mo' thighs
  Richer than ya old head nigga no lie
  Stacks in the pussy hole, call that the g spot
  Real gentlemen, Fuck and never call again
  I'm hot, fresh up out that water, & I ain't even swim
  Heard she got a nigga, well he could be a man
  Man I wouldn't shake his hand with a broke hand
  I don't fear 'nem nigga, boy Conan
  Make a bitch strip butt naked like she pole dance
  Standing in the club on a, on a couch shit
  Grab the mic then announce this...
  Ok now ladies (Yeah)
  If you know you bad (Yeah)
  Don't need no man, got yo own bands, put up yo hands
  If you a top notch bitch let me hear you holler
  Bend it over (Yeah), Touch ya toes, whip it out (Yeah) show them hoes ya bank roll
  Slang it out, hit a broke ho with it
  Poke it out, Damn Shawty you can get it
  Man I get it, man I get it, get it in for real
  She ain't with it I ain't tripping got one at the crib
  Planking on the Maybach this is how I live
  Give a bitch banana dick then I make her do the split
  Heard you was a trick, trick them bitches you a pimp
  Man that bitch simple, you ain't gotta sip
  I'm flyer than a blimp fly how she getting hit
  Wide body Benz, Roseanne on the whip
  No tan, but that heat sun burn a bitch
  Nigger straight snitching, report like journalist
  Hey I'm on my shit, like horses is
  Grab a friend then tell her this...
  Ok now ladies (Yeah)
  If you know you bad (Yeah)
  Don't need no man, got yo own bands, put up yo hands
  If you a top notch bitch let me hear you holler
  Bend it over (Yeah), Touch ya toes, whip it out (Yeah) show them hoes ya bank roll
  Slang it out, hit a broke ho with it

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  BACK DOORshow lyrics

  BACK DOOR

  She said her man acting up, but where the hell he at.?
  Acting like you in love, say why u doin dat.?
  All the arguing baby you ain't got to do that.
  Just hit me up need I'm a show where it's real at.
  And later she calling my phone and say she ain't alone cause her boyfriends home,
  But he sleep.
  I arrive and I beep, that's this week.
  But next week I'll be back for repeat. YYYEEEEEEAAAAA!
  [Chorus:]
  Aaaaa now here we go again.
  She said her man actin up, well here we go again.
  All the fussing need fighting, well here they go again.
  She say he upstairs sleep. Can I come over then.?
  Now I'm heading to the back door.
  Now I'm standin at the back door.
  She done snuck me through the back door.
  I got a quickie and now I'm headin out the bak door.
  [Verse 1:]
  Joker outside her hormones going wild.
  She was playing with herself like she was an only child
  And all the whole while he didn't know one thing.
  I got wood so you kno it was splinters on her tongue ring.
  By golly I'm all in this bitch.
  He could'nt have met this ass cause he don't kno shit.
  Plus they all want to hit, but she said she not a whore.
  If you ain't want us both to fuck what you let them in for.?
  We on the floor, we all on the couch, he all in her ass and I'm all in her mouth.
  I went ham wham bam thank you mam even to a slow jam it was still a grand slam...
  GOD DAMN!
  [Chorus:]
  Aaaaa now here we go again.
  She said her man actin up, well here we go again.
  All the fussing need fighting, well here they go again.
  She say he upstairs sleep. Can I come over then.?
  Now I'm heading to the back door.
  Now I'm standin at the back door.
  She done snuck me through the back door.
  I got a quickie and now I'm headin out the bak door.
  [Verse 2:]
  Now Tiffany is a freak, Tameka's a man-eater.
  And if her man find out then best believe he's going to beat her.
  Then Nikki hit me up (wassup, wassup) she say she want some dicky
  I'm at the bak door so put on yo dickie.
  You can sneak me round the bak around12
  I just want a quicky, but she want a round 12.
  This girl is hell. Her man is upstairs and if he wake up, he's smelling sex in the air.
  Come out there, I'm gone. Headin to the next bitch.
  Back door exit, hopped in my crown vic.
  Hit me up later though, turn up my radio. I can fuck you but I ain't captain save a hoe...
  [Chorus:]
  Aaaaa now here we go again.
  She said her man actin up, well here we go again.
  All the fussing need fighting, well here they go again.
  She say he upstairs sleep. Can I come over then.?
  Now I'm heading to the back door.
  Now I'm standin at the back door.
  She done snuck me through the back door.
  I got a quickie and now I'm headin out the bak door.
  [Verse 3:]
  Now let me tell you bout this girl named Kieshia.
  Yea Kieshia got a man, but Kieshia she a freaka.
  But Kieshia she a pleaser, she a nasty senorita.
  And all you have to do is give her pizza.
  I think that you should meet her.
  But I hope her man doesnt see her,
  Because I'm goin ham,
  I'm fucking all on the freezer and back in high sckool I had a ass behind the bleecher.
  And she remind me of this girl Tameka (Tameka). DAMN...
  [Bridge:]
  But aaaa here we go again.
  I hit her on on the sofa, now we on the floor again.
  She can't swallow so I'm in her throat again (you on ha throat).
  And after that I guess I'm out the door again.
  [Chorus:]
  Aaaaa now here we go again.
  She said her man actin up, well here we go again.
  All the fussing need fighting, well here they go again.
  She say he upstairs sleep. Can I come over then.?
  Now I'm heading to the back door.
  Now I'm standin at the back door.
  She done snuck me through the back door.
  I got a quickie and now I'm headin out the bak door.

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  Bananasshow lyrics

  Bananas

  I go banananananana, I go crazy crazy crazy
  Crazy crazy crazy stupid stupid stupid
  [Chorus:]
  I go banananananana, I go crazycrazycrazy
  I go stupid stupid stupid yay yay yay yay.
  If you know you turnt uup, say yay ay yay
  If you know you turnt uup, say yay yay yeahhh
  I'm so turned up right now, stuck, but I can't turn down.
  I'm so turned up right now, stuck, but I can't turn down.
  I'm so turned up right now, stuck, but I can't turn down.
  I'm so turned up right now, stuck, but I can't turn down.
  [Verse 1:]
  Crazy crazy turkey ham banana
  My life is very crazy, I am something you can't handle
  You don't like what you seein', I suggest you change the channel
  And for you thirsty hoes, here's a dollar, buy a Fanta
  Or buy a Tropicana, she told me watch my manners
  I think that I'm the shit, I need to go buy me some Pampers
  I'm all the way in Savannah, with this girl I call Diana
  I hit it from the back, and then Ali just went bananas
  But shawty keep on textin me, molestin me
  Why is she harassing me? and asking me why are you so crazy crazy crazy?
  I don't know why I'm so crazy, mane I got a stomach achey
  In the morning, eggs and bacon, told yo girl don't fix it naked
  [Chorus:]
  I go banananananana, I go crazycrazycrazy
  I go stupid stupid stupid yay yay yay yay.
  If you know you turnt uup, say yay ay yay
  If you know you turnt uup, say yay yay yeahhh
  I'm so turned up right now, stuck, but I can't turn down.
  I'm so turned up right now, stuck, but I can't turn down.
  I'm so turned up right now, stuck, but I can't turn down.
  I'm so turned up right now, stuck, but I can't turn down.
  [Verse 2:]
  I'm so high in the air, I cannot breathe
  I'm so low to the Earth that I can't even touch my knees
  I'm so white that I'm lampin, I'm so up that I am down
  And if you want some trouble, well look just what you found. It is me.
  One Fifty Six Three, in the 350z.
  Riding down Columbia Drive, yeah you niggas remember me.
  So when I pull up it's a unreal crazyazyyayyayyay,
  If you turnt up to the max then scream yay ay yay.
  [Chorus:]
  I go banananananana, I go crazycrazycrazy
  I go stupid stupid stupid yay yay yay yay.
  If you know you turnt uup, say yay ay yay
  If you know you turnt uup, say yay yay yeahhh
  I'm so turned up right now, stuck, but I can't turn down.
  I'm so turned up right now, stuck, but I can't turn down.
  I'm so turned up right now, stuck, but I can't turn down.
  I'm so turned up right now, stuck, but I can't turn down.
  [Verse 3:]
  Crazy Crazy Crazy, Banana Nana Nana
  This shit should be illegal, try to lock me in the slammer
  Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up, I am.
  Burnin, Burnin, Burnin, (God Damn!)
  Kiesha, Misha, Nisha, all them hoes got rammed
  Pass her to my partner, and that hoe got rammed
  This shit gettin' ridiculous, make these niggas sick of this
  Got these niggas bitchin, licking on me like some licorice,
  Cause I be going Bubble. Roscoe,
  Quez and Ali drunk but man I think I'm drunker
  Can someone check the bottom for me, well are you doin numbers?
  Number, Number, I'm doin numbers!
  [Chorus:]
  I go banananananana, I go crazycrazycrazy
  I go stupid stupid stupid yay yay yay yay.
  If you know you turnt uup, say yay ay yay
  If you know you turnt uup, say yay yay yeahhh
  I'm so turned up right now, stuck, but I can't turn down.
  I'm so turned up right now, stuck, but I can't turn down.
  I'm so turned up right now, stuck, but I can't turn down.

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  A.D.I.D.A.Sshow lyrics

  A.D.I.D.A.S

  [Chorus:]
  All day I dream about say shorty say wana fuck my new adidas adidas adidas [x2]
  Shawty say she dnt like me she like my shoez!
  A yea yea! shawtii say she dnt like me she like my shoez. ADIDAAAAZ
  [Verse 1:]
  A.D.I.D.A.S yea shawtii say dnt like me she like my shoez. oh dhatz watz up I got mo n dha house so babii kum ova need we kan set dha mood (kan set dha mood) ah ah need she say take off my clothes bhut leav my shoez on need then I jumpd off n her bed need got my groove on. aye no sweat no sweat it mite drip on my shoez letz make dhiz quick I gotta keep em lookn brand new
  [Chorus x2]
  [Verse 2:]
  I sed okayy. letz do it she dnt want it n my forces chuck taylors or partick nors. she wear dha 1'z with 3 stripes she like dha 1'z dhat we like dha white need green with dha lil red stripes. need she like dha shoez on my feet feeln kool az icecream... she sat keep my shoez on she cautious her mother kame n dha room need I hid right n dha closet... oooooooo yea adidas adidas adidas shawty say she dnt wnt me she wnt my shoez
  [Chorus x3]
  [Verse 3:]

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  All About A Sackshow lyrics

  All About A Sack

  Hey look I'm all about a sack
  Hey look I'm all about a sack
  I'm all about a sack
  Yeah hey look I'm all about a sack
  I'm all about a sack, I'm all about a sack
  I'm all about a sack,
  Hey look I'm all about a sack
  I'm bout my chick, I'm bout my...
  Bout my dough I'm bout to get it
  I'm bout my paper I'm bout my money
  I'm little thing is just funny
  I'm glad to say, thought I told you that
  Thank thank roll homie
  No matter when I'm in
  ... did you know I gave it
  Dollar dollar, f*ck it up and make it...
  It's been a dollar... and then the other diamond
  It feel like eliminate yeah hear man...
  Said right head head right
  When them dime the floater I'll be yet the found blue
  Diamond do ti on me bitch I do
  What kind of... take our... live
  You aint' got no sex me you aint' got...
  Hey look I'm all about a sack
  Hey look I'm all about a sack
  I'm all about a sack
  Yeah hey look I'm all about a sack
  I'm all about a sack, I'm all about a sack
  I'm all about a sack,
  Hey look I'm all about a sack
  I'm bout my chick, I'm bout my...
  Bout my dough I'm bout to get it
  I'm bout my paper I'm bout my money
  I'm little thing is just funny
  Hey look I'm all about to chick, I'm all about to sack
  It ain't the money calling it...
  I'll be in my love chillin
  ... this man probably in some... water
  I'll be... in my havy
  Just don't rock the game...
  The condo... big face.they know me
  They like holly guacamole
  We'll be bout that charter we'll bout that weed
  ... is that cash...
  You can get roll em for the groupie...
  Hey look I'm all about a sack
  Hey look I'm all about a sack
  I'm all about a sack
  Yeah hey look I'm all about a sack
  I'm all about a sack, I'm all about a sack
  I'm all about a sack,
  Hey look I'm all about a sack
  I'm bout my chick, I'm bout my...
  Bout my dough I'm bout to get it
  I'm bout my paper I'm bout my money
  I'm little thing is just funny
  ... and dance yeah they dance I know you see the shit
  Yeah I do the shit
  Nigga I knew the... ludacris
  Beggin nigga... is just like...
  And I just turn it for the... budget still can smell the shit
  I do what I want I say I'm arrogant
  Me talkign money... I cannot stop
  ... shit I cannot stop I got rechopping and I just requesting...
  Balling in the somo and I got money and I just got a car
  Money is all I need
  Money... and that is not choice...
  And I'm all about the chick
  Making good living good course
  Hey look I'm all about a sack
  Hey look I'm all about a sack
  I'm all about a sack
  Yeah hey look I'm all about a sack
  I'm all about a sack, I'm all about a sack
  I'm all about a sack,
  Hey look I'm all about a sack
  I'm bout my chick, I'm bout my...
  Bout my dough I'm bout to get it
  I'm bout my paper I'm bout my money
  I'm little thing is just funny

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  All Da Way Turnt Upshow lyrics

  All Da Way Turnt Up

  [snippet of lyrics]
  And shawty we all the way turned up
  all the way turned up
  all the way turned up
  all the way turned up
  all the way turned up
  all the way turned up
  all the way turned up
  all the way turned up
  DJ turn me up
  Crank it to the max
  I got lots of dollas
  I be flowin stacks
  Polo on my hat
  Shoes and shirt dat match
  I be so turned up, I be swaggin to the da max
  If you gettin in, and you gettin doe
  gone pop a bottle
  dis right here yo song
  purple by the zone you can smell it on my clothes
  and a band up in my swisher by to take one to da dome
  im gone in another zone i be ridin on dem inchez with the woofer goin strong
  they like what is goin on i dont really know then i roll down all my windows ten i crank dat shit all da way up
  And shawty we all the way turned up
  all the way turned up
  all the way turned up
  all the way turned up
  all the way turned up
  all the way turned up
  all the way turned up
  all the way turned up
  turn up
  all i do is turn up
  smokin like a hippi after all i do is burn up
  im in vip and they be ackin like they kno us
  im like freak turn up
  excuse me while i turn up
  And shawty we all the way turned up
  all the way turned up
  all the way turned up
  all the way turned up
  all the way turned up
  all the way turned up
  all the way turned up

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  Versace (remix) (ft. Drake)

  Versace Versace
  Medusa head on me like I'm illuminati
  I'm all in the west and my brothers is bulling like
  We turn up the condo
  My migos are smoking and I'm in the lobby
  Bitch me and allistar brothers
  You know that we swapping
  Ain't bringing no liquor got weed on the table
  So know that we spotting
  I had a cafugu he jumping up on
  And he say that he barking
  They running our business got niggers on pay
  They say that we bossing
  A house full of house but you ain't coming up
  Versace Versace
  Versace Versace
  Yeah I'll be the fur on the pocket
  And I'll be the bed when I rock it
  Miami was keeping them rockets
  I know that was kind of off topic
  But my life is just like Monopoly
  I tax you step on my property
  Versace Versace
  Versace Versace
  My packers they sniping my bitch on the mollie
  My wrist on the Audi your diamonds
  Are cloudy keep shooters around me
  be pissing they got no Bugatti
  My nigger they get out of prison
  I went out I bought they a Shawty
  They try to go get that new butt that they found
  But they know that they can't find it
  I ain't throwing shots so nobody my nigger
  Just keep it 1000
  My niggers they working they tripping
  They price Codeine
  Now's the P Mill's the T
  Versace Versace
  My pants my shoe my shirt my piece
  No one can stop me I go with my niggers
  They throw a big deed
  Fuck all my enemies
  That ain't go heat my dick with me
  Versace Versace
  Versace Versace
  My chain a Versace
  My sheets are Versace
  My bill a Versace
  I bought a Versace
  You see al I'm wearing, I know that you're watching
  So go ahead and cup it go ahead and cup this
  I know that you're dropping
  Early release I get it I post it
  These niggers be hating
  So drill every plane I want I need it
  Be patient
  A house full of bitches
  I tell her no bother you see that we gambling
  You lost some attention on bid
  Try to offer my camera man
  Versace Versace
  Medusa head on me like I'm illuminati
  This is a gated community
  Please get the fuck off the property
  That must be changing
  Cause I'm at the top
  And no one be topping me
  Niggers be warning
  But that's not a swag on me
  I think I'm selling a million for sweet
  Man I guess I'm an optimist
  Born in Toronto
  But sometimes I feel
  Like Atlanta adopted us
  What the talk is you talking bout
  Saw this shit coming like I had binoculars
  Versace Versace
  We stay at the mansion
  When we in Miami
  The pillows Versace
  The sheets are Versace
  I just want a Grammy
  I'm in so pride I got the world
  Like what is he planning?
  Just make sure that you got a back up plan
  Cause that shit might come in handy
  Started a label the album is coming September
  Just wait on it
  This year I'm eating the food on my plate
  Got so many paints on it
  Putting the CD on my house
  Like damn I look good on it
  my shit on you nigger
  Don't ask for my take on it
  My nigger that trap had to bend over
  This for my nigger that call on Fernando to move a piano
  Fuck are you feeling cause business is business
  It's strictly financial
  I'm always the first when you get in
  Man that's how you get by example
  Versace Versace
  Versace Versace
  Versace Versace
  Point in New York as they got in
  They calling me Papi
  I'm all in the low
  Take a famous girl out
  With no paparazzi
  I'm trying to give Halle Berry a baby
  And no one could stop me
  Versace Versace
  Versace Versace
  Versace Versace
  Versace Versace
  Versace Versace
  Versace Versace
  Versace Versace
  Versace Versace
  Versace Versace
  These killers are niggers like I'm on my pocket
  I'm getting so rich that they making up rumors that I'm illuminati
  Just me and my niggers we killing these bitches go body for body
  These sucker be hating they praying we getting on top of Bugatti
  Check the top of the ridden pull in the club and I'm stopping this party
  Got bitches on bitches they probably on mollies
  I did every thing that I said I would do
  I really won't tell you I'm better than you
  But we are not on the same level as you
  Cause I got a hell of a view
  Regular niggers make regular moves
  Which regular teaching your regular crew
  You niggers still smoking on regular cue like
  What a shame my nigger
  Louboutin shame like damn my nigger
  Get left trying my nigger like the
  On the Benz and my jeans
  She don't read through the tan
  I got hoes on the deed
  They playing on the team
  Do anything for me I mix that Zan with the ling
  Hold up let me get it back
  Versace Versace
  I'm getting this money I'm stacking my broccoli
  I'm running my city you might gotta pay me
  You ran on my property
  You quote a new case and you lieu like academy
  Get out of jail free card?
  Versace Versace
  Versace Versace
  Versace Versace
  Versace Versace
  Versace Versace
  Versace Versace

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  9 Times Outta 10 (ft. Yg)

  She say she want a baller,
  She say she want a baller, fucked once
  Then never ever called her
  She asked why, bitch I grew up on the corner
  Tryina get head till I bust like the chola
  I got a thing and she gonna need moms
  I started this mac shit, nigga steve jobs
  Iha, in the porsche hit the block
  Then I pull up on the porch, where they do that at
  Smokin big ass philly, you gotta light it with the torch
  Where yung niggas smoking at
  He say he the truth but he really not
  Cause the summer only time he hot
  All my niggas hot, we do this and we do these hoes so scam
  9 times outta 10, that mean we the only one left
  Nigga think different than the impress, now say
  [Hook]
  9 times outta 10, me and all my niggas know to win
  Catch me whippin in the beamer or the benz
  9 times outta 10, catch me with a bad yellow bitch
  With a twin and a dark skin friend
  9 times outta 10, I'ma make her do a back dance,
  We gonn be up in this bitch till the end
  9 times outta 10, all my niggas keep side rolled up
  You really smokin till we showed up, nigga
  From atl to hollywod, got the hoes on molly and they rolling good
  9 times outta 10 I'm rockin 8 chains,
  I'm a big dog, I'm a great thang
  Hoppin out the beamer, partner in the rarri
  Thick bitch named kesha shaking her follies
  And your bitch with me, half naked in the lobby
  We go to the room I blow smoke on her body
  I walk it how I talk it, play it how I see it
  Throw the money up and fall down on the head
  9 times outta 10 kush in the win
  9 times outta 10 f's on the rim
  Fuck em, fuck em, fuck em, fuck em all
  50 thousand in the rubber band, how we ball
  Drop head motherfucker that's the ladies
  Ball hard on the hoe like I'm baby
  [Hook]
  9 times outta 10, me and all my niggas know to win
  Catch me whippin in the beamer or the benz
  9 times outta 10, catch me with a bad yellow bitch
  With a twin and a dark skin friend
  9 times outta 10, I'ma make her do a back dance,
  We gonn be up in this bitch till the end
  9 times outta 10, all my niggas keep side rolled up
  You really smokin till we showed up, nigga
  My life is amazing, better yet picture perfect
  Young fly nigga, hoppin out of driver service
  Young rich nigga, counting up a couple g's
  I'm never long, keep me a couple free's
  Then up the strip club, have a 3 way
  Fuck it, I ain't had a nap 10 days
  9 times outta 10, I'm grinding
  10 out of 10 I'm shining
  9 times outta 10, I'm prolly pulling up in the benz
  If I fucked her then I prolly fucked her friends
  9 times outta 10, the niggas out here know how we do it
  Cause when we do it, we do it
  We know it show how we do it
  I count a hunned in cash, I get my money real fast
  Niggas be tryina catch up, they say I'm talking too fast
  Say I got too many hoes, said we got too many shows

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  Some Type A Wayshow lyrics

  Some Type A Way

  [Hook:]
  Drinking on this drink
  Got me feeling some type of way
  Some type of way
  Drinking on this drink
  Got me feeling some type of way
  Some type of way
  Some type of way
  Some type of way
  Some type of way
  Drinking on this drink
  Got me feeling some type of way
  Some type of way
  [Verse 1:]
  I'm on my forth drink, she on her forth too
  You feeling freaky girl, I'm feeling freaky too
  Pull up in that porsche coupe, she pull up in the
  porsche too
  Hop up girl you know we can do it in the front seat of
  the porsche boo
  I don't drink and drive, but I will tonight
  Just to get off in that woo I hope you feeling right
  Ye, and I'm hoping that they hear right
  You never suck no dick, but shit you will tonight
  Pop this pill let's take this flight, bring some
  clothes let's spend the night
  You like brown, you like white, fine as hell she black
  and white
  Got her crawling all on the floor
  She's screaming out daddy good Lord!
  [Hook:]
  Drinking on this drink
  Got me feeling some type of way
  Some type of way
  Drinking on this drink
  Got me feeling some type of way
  Some type of way
  Some type of way
  Some type of way
  Some type of way
  Drinking on this drink
  Got me feeling some type of way
  Some type of way
  [Verse 2:]
  Drinking on lean, and shawty taking shots
  Call your home girl we're gonna turn it up a notch
  2 bad broads, one white, one young
  2 chain zone, one white, one young
  Play drum so whip, dripping when I fly by
  Sipping on scissors, smoking layla
  When I'm up in California my lil bitch from the bay
  A hood bitch run the dick every day
  Got some fake tits then she moved to the A
  Real big booty and she know how to shake
  I'm in the strong club feeling some type of way
  That ass is a 10, but that face is an A
  [Hook:]
  Drinking on this drink
  Got me feeling some type of way
  Some type of way
  Drinking on this drink
  Got me feeling some type of way
  Some type of way
  Some type of way
  Some type of way
  Some type of way
  Drinking on this drink
  Got me feeling some type of way
  Some type of way
  [Verse 3:]
  Just took 3 shots girl I'm feeling good
  Girl what you got on, girl you smelling good
  And I know I can get down with her
  She just my type 'cause she drink round liquor
  Let her hit the weed now she say she feel it
  Her ass looking soft baby let me feel it
  Girl I'm a gonna climb on top and do a type of dance
  I'm 'bout to beat it up she got me making plans
  Girl I know you fade to white
  I know you want to stay the night
  But you can't I had to let her know it
  Bitch you know a nigga paranoid
  [Hook:]
  Drinking on this drink
  Got me feeling some type of way
  Some type of way
  Drinking on this drink
  Got me feeling some type of way
  Some type of way
  Some type of way
  Some type of way
  Some type of way
  Drinking on this drink
  Got me feeling some type of way

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  Back At It Introshow lyrics

  Back At It Intro

  Yea, I'm still in this bitch
  My nigga T Cole E
  Foo Foo
  Black Ball
  We back at it, nigga
  Hard back at it, the same old thing
  Me and Spinz got 10, 50 girls with tongue rings
  Ho catch me the hunnids, I'm just being honest
  Your body doing magic, my diamonds doing numbers
  Back at it again, back at it with Spinz
  When I ain't whippin the coupe I'm in back back of the
  Benz
  Back mackin in France
  You don't understand it boy
  Yea we make a movie but we don't ever played oh
  Ok now ho I'm back at it
  Established better credit
  I'm bout to cop a whip
  I'm bout to go get tatted
  I'm bout to scoop yo bitch
  We bout to hit up magic
  Got diamonds, ho is stunned
  I think they crossed the gandget, oh well
  [Hook:]
  Ho, I'm back at it
  Ho, I'm back at it
  Back, at it, back at it again
  Too turnt up, back at it with Spinz
  Too turnt up, back at it with Spinz
  Ok, on the highway, know a nigga smash shit
  I don't give a damn about no 5 o'clock traffic
  Weed burning up, windows rolled up
  I'm headed to the cash with a blunt rolled up
  So what?
  Still on that same shit, fresher than a bitch
  Switch up the floor low
  Switch up the holler
  Yo bitch my squad here
  Put a house tomorrow nigga
  Ain't no freeloadin, I'm hangin around with ya'll
  niggas uh
  T's going down, I'm digging in the pound
  I pull up with my round, I know they gon hold me down
  Behold TTU, they turnt up on the crew
  We back it, line to line and you're a pig, cool
  [Hook:]
  Ho, I'm back at it
  Ho, I'm back at it
  Back, at it, back at it again
  Too turnt up, back at it with Spinz
  Too turnt up, back at it with Spinz

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  Be This Famousshow lyrics

  Be This Famous

  [Intro:]
  Nah, man I remember when I was 17
  A nigga always had a dream but how could you blame us?
  Who ever thought a nigga would be this famous?
  [Hook:]
  I remember when I was 17
  And I had a dream to get up on the screen, now I'm in
  But how could you blame us?
  Who'd ever thought we'd be this famous?
  Now I hit the club in foreign cars
  Keep kush in my gars, I'm buyin out the bars
  But that money can't change us
  Who'd ever thought I'd be this famous?
  [Verse 1:]
  BT and MTV, they know me
  Respect this grind, respect my time
  They better respect this rollie
  That nigga just turned 20 fore he think he Kobe
  These niggas fake, these niggas flaws, man you niggas
  phony
  And I'm 3 things and I'm not boy
  I remember I was brought up watchin 3 6 and them hot
  boys
  Ridin round them blocks boy
  The club is always hot boy
  Hit the club, party like a rockstar, shot boys
  And I was slick that I can sell a dream
  I was hell, I took a share when I was 17
  Young niggas livin fast, that's a motor sport
  Fucked up, bounced back, ain't even go to court
  Niggas getting killed and my niggas was killin
  Had to kill that shit and change our way of livin
  Used to hit the club just to bust heads
  Now I'm bustin bad bitches I done buck yea
  [Hook:]
  I remember when I was 17
  And I had a dream to get up on the screen, now I'm in
  But how could you blame us?
  Who'd ever thought we'd be this famous?
  Now I hit the club in foreign cars
  Keep kush in my gars, I'm buyin out the bars
  But that money can't change us
  Who'd ever thought I'd be this famous?
  [Verse 2:]
  I remember them cold nights in December
  Through the storm but we won, we some winners
  I sip the whip up, getting on for the hood
  Gotta show love every time I ride through it
  You done did so much work in the A Town street
  Used to be smoking purps in the A Town E
  Night Cuban lean, Jesus piece, free Sinner Sweet
  They after me, they after me, they callin me they
  majesty
  I'm on the road and I ain't stopping got em dancing on
  the pole
  Get that pussy poppin
  We used to raj a bow, now it's rich nigga cutting
  24 show, every day going shoppin
  When I was 17 would've never dream it
  With you to be scheming, nigga hittin licks
  99 problems but ain't none bout a bitch
  And to the day I rest I'm goin HAM with my clique, yep
  ha
  [Hook:]
  I remember when I was 17
  And I had a dream to get up on the screen, now I'm in
  But how could you blame us?
  Who'd ever thought we'd be this famous?
  Now I hit the club in foreign cars
  Keep kush in my gars, I'm buyin out the bars
  But that money can't change us
  Who'd ever thought I'd be this famous?
  [Verse 3:]
  Look, I remember I just wanted to be popular
  This is what I wanted, I ain't wanna be no doctor bruh
  My mama want a lawyer, my grandma wanted a preacher
  But comin where I come from I ain't wanna be neither
  At the age of 15 I was workin on a dream
  My people ain't had no money so I can barely do a thing
  So I went and got a job and I thought it was the answer
  My brother told me dream, he just tryna set examples
  So I learn how to record, we did it on our own
  After a couple months of struggling we done finally
  made a song
  Oh shit, be the best for the night, don't forget
  And I'm a do this til it's over with, yea
  [Hook:]
  I remember when I was 17
  And I had a dream to get up on the screen, now I'm in
  But how could you blame us?
  Who'd ever thought we'd be this famous?
  Now I hit the club in foreign cars
  Keep kush in my gars, I'm buyin out the bars
  But that money can't change us
  Who'd ever thought I'd be this famous?

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  You Don't Know Bout Itshow lyrics

  You Don't Know Bout It

  [Pre-Hook:]
  Tell me what ya know bout dis, tell me what ya know
  bout dat
  Tell me what ya know bout Phipps, tell me what ya know
  bout Saks
  These niggas ain't got no check, them boys ain't holdin
  no sack
  Them niggas don't know bout dis, them boys don't know
  bout that
  [Hook:]
  Hey...
  You don't know bout it [x3]
  Tell me what ya know bout that
  You don't kno nothing [x3]
  Tell me what ya know about that
  [Verse 1: Strap]
  Young nigga you don't know about this, young nigga you
  don't know about that
  Spend a couple racks at Saks, do a track get it right
  back
  Nigga you don't know nothing bout nothing, that gas I
  put in my blunt
  Smoke a zip, take a sip, pull up, nigga I'm stuntin
  Hop out, looking like money, y'all broke niggas just
  too funny
  Can't even count up six hundred, that's a shame you a
  God damn dummy
  Boy you know you ain't holden no stacks, boy you know
  you ain't holden no strap
  Boy you know you ain't been in no trap, everybody know
  Strap
  [Pre-Hook:]
  Tell me what ya know bout dis, tell me what ya know
  bout dat
  Tell me what ya know bout Phipps, tell me what ya know
  bout Saks
  These niggas ain't got no check, them boys ain't holdin
  no sack
  Them niggas don't know bout dis, them boys don't know
  bout that
  [Hook:]
  Hey...
  You don't know bout it [x3]
  Tell me what ya know bout that
  You don't kno nothing [x3]
  Tell me what ya know about that
  [Verse 2: Ali]
  Exspensive jordans and belts, I get my gucci from
  Phipps
  Exclusive tires on the whip, they say I'm feelin myself
  I'm all in the vip, I give the waitress a tip
  Then I withdraw a hundred thousand and spend it all on
  myself
  My bitch is thicker than milk, but they short as my
  sleeves
  I've got bitches in Africa, I be all over-seas
  Ain't no twenties in my pocket, all I keep is some g's
  I'm a young nigga gettin it boy, who fuckin with Li
  [Pre-Hook:]
  Tell me what ya know bout dis, tell me what ya know
  bout dat
  Tell me what ya know bout Phipps, tell me what ya know
  bout Saks
  These niggas ain't got no check, them boys ain't holdin
  no sack
  Them niggas don't know bout dis, them boys don't know
  bout that
  [Hook:]
  Hey...
  You don't know bout it [x3]
  Tell me what ya know bout that
  You don't kno nothing [x3]
  Tell me what ya know about that
  [Verse 3: Quez]
  Every car I'm in I'm in the back seat,
  And I just tell them where to go just like a taxi
  And I keep goons if you niggas try attack me,
  And they just pull they pistols out, you niggas run
  like a track meet
  But I'm always working, you can catch me Phipps plaza
  splurgin
  So much shit, it filled up the excursion
  Tried to take my bitch, too bad she said she was a
  virgin
  Meanwhile I'm with yo bitch behind the curtain, what
  you know bout that
  [Pre-Hook:]
  Tell me what ya know bout dis, tell me what ya know
  bout dat
  Tell me what ya know bout Phipps, tell me what ya know
  bout Saks
  These niggas ain't got no check, them boys ain't holdin
  no sack
  Them niggas don't know bout dis, them boys don't know
  bout that
  [Hook:]
  Hey...
  You don't know bout it [x3]
  Tell me what ya know bout that
  You don't kno nothing [x3]
  Tell me what ya know about that

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  I'm A Dog

  [Intro:]
  We got London On Da Track
  DJ I'll Will,
  More than just your wifey's favorite DJ
  He's yours too, admit it
  Go ahead
  [Hook: x2]
  Man I'm in that bit boy chief with no doors
  And I'm off in Magic City, fuckin with the hoes
  And I got a big thing for that 1-4
  And I got yo bitch standing on the aisle 4
  [Verse 1:]
  I'm from the city of the house, top floor loss
  OG joints, with my lawyer playin golf
  Ok I took the top off, took them doors off
  Yo bitch wanna vibe, make er take a drive south
  Ok, double cup syrup, liquor make me hurl
  The shit I had her doin, mad I hope that ain't yo girl
  Turn 5 in a 20, 20 to a 50
  50 to 100, nigga love getting money
  20000$ bands, I love getting checks
  Long sleeves with the match, do some lawn skin sex
  Getting money so easy
  Pussy nigga be easy
  Got goons on the big boy toys, you know damn right
  that's squeezy
  [Hook: x2]
  Man I'm in that bit boy chief with no doors
  And I'm off in Magic City, fuckin with the hoes
  And I got a big thing for that 1-4
  And I got yo bitch standing on the aisle 4
  [Verse 2:]
  Got mo in this bit, can I get a witness?
  A lot of bitches, bad truck lifted
  Please don't take it personal, doin strictly business
  Fuck them niggas, I hope they get offended
  Party on my wrist and that bitch flooded
  Man that kiss his girlfriend, now they kissin cousins
  Hang around a bunch of bees so my nigga's buzzin
  I don't know about yours but my nigga's thuggin
  And I'm fresh off the rack
  And I smell like a pie, you think I'm fresh off the
  trap
  And my pants cost a rack, man you know you can't afford
  this shit
  20-13, Mr. Porter shit
  [Hook: x2]
  Man I'm in that bit boy chief with no doors
  And I'm off in Magic City, fuckin with the hoes
  And I got a big thing for that 1-4
  And I got yo bitch standing on the aisle 4
  [Verse 3:]
  We get that chick and made movies
  Might hit and it's up on the tudy, pull a bump a juvi
  My bitch bout her money, you see paper on her catscan
  Flat black, cool thing, ho I'm Batman
  Honey bear, do the math, that's a 100 band
  Ho you understand? All we talk is rubber bands
  Chico leave in that Jeep with no doors on it
  Ya'll niggas TTG, let you hoes on
  Gold plaques on my condo wall
  Like my nigga Guwap I'm a go my dog
  Nigga talkin money, who you got involves with ya'll?
  Real street nigga but we live above the law
  [Hook: x2]
  Man I'm in that bit boy chief with no doors
  And I'm off in Magic City, fuckin with the hoes
  And I got a big thing for that 1-4
  And I got yo bitch standing on the aisle 4

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  From Day 1show lyrics

  From Day 1

  Big face honeys in my honey by the porch
  Got some pains in my nipples, have to tell the bitch to
  shut
  And you know I got it kicked by the mega bitch day
  By the thought filled thousand nigga, back another day
  I got money, I got bitches, I got hoes, I go fishing
  With my feet like a stick pick that up like a pig
  Then I take it to the prior like a wobble, wobble,
  wobble
  Take it to the mouth, nigga, gobble, gobble, gobble.
  We ball like basketball, got a white girl fruitin' on
  acid, yo
  My friend ain't got no swaggin on, baby fought with me,
  yeah, you can have it all
  Yeah, met on a Thursday, fucked on a Friday,
  Put up in a 'rrari, magic, face it
  Beam for the school with already badass, at least ain't
  a minute, I ain't trickin' if you got it
  Bottle on earth, hoes turn up on side,
  We got our boss on top of boss, hot auto, what you
  like?
  Big room full of schless, I don't fought, don't wanna
  fight
  Make a wobble on a dick, ride it like a motorbike.
  Told that girl up on top of me why don't smokin' that
  broccoli
  Say I got so much pass, she thought that she was
  Monopoly
  Say I'm sexy, you ass, better not step on my property
  I'm the man, no, you know I'm the man, no?
  Make that ass wobble like one of your hands, bro
  Like it lepro, she know how to do it
  She gonna wobble wobble wobble and she do it to my
  music.

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  My Cityshow lyrics

  My City

  [Ali]
  Welcome to my city, let's take a ride down 2805
  Can't drive fast cuz the speed limit 55
  And where I'm from, you gotta ride superfly
  22's or better, you gotta ride superhigh
  And as I ride down Peachtree
  Stop and beep beep and then I hops on 20 East
  Cuz that's my side of town
  And every time I come around, boy we holds it down
  And yeah you know we gone get it
  Even if we gotta steal it, A-town be the feelin
  And Ion think they really with it
  But if niggas want problems, tell dem boys come get it
  [Chorus]
  I got my windows up, I got my top let down
  I got my speakers up loud, I'm breakin the ground
  Aww, you know I be reppin my town
  Even when I'm outta town I'm still holdin it down
  For my city [x2]
  ATL hoe
  [Strap]
  Gone for my city, strong for my city
  Niggas don't smoke nun but strong in my city
  Ridin round feelin like I'm King Kong in my city
  Windows down, beat up, who fuckin with me?
  Nobody, my ice cold, so zero
  Eastside, young nigga, neighborhood hero
  Watch for potholes, ridin downtown
  Whole lotta hoes, blowin by the pound
  Don't wanna turn it down, write me a ticket
  Reached out to wonder, diamonds glistenin
  Roll my window up, and roll my indo up
  Back to the condo to make some more bucks
  [Chorus]
  I got my windows up, I got my top let down
  I got my speakers up loud, I'm breakin the ground
  Aww, you know I be reppin my town
  Even when I'm outta town I'm still holdin it down
  For my city [x2]
  ATL hoe
  [Quez]
  When I'm outta town a nigga reppin and shit
  We on top but they act like we second and shit
  We gone rock, matterfact we gone wreck in dis bitch
  And it's 2011, you respectin this shit
  I'm from the eastside nigga that's the east of the A
  Yeah ATL I'mma rep where I stay
  Decatur where it's greater, I never been a hater
  If you ain't gettin paper, sayonara see you later haaa
  I'm smokin on the best weed that money can buy
  Ur girlfriend and my dick are Bonnie & Clyde
  So go head with yo soft ass
  And better walk around with yo hallpass up in my city
  [Chorus]
  I got my windows up, I got my top let down
  I got my speakers up loud, I'm breakin the ground
  Aww, you know I be reppin my town
  Even when I'm outta town I'm still holdin it down
  For my city [x2]
  ATL hoe

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  Need Ones

  [Verse 1:]
  Look, I walk in, shorty start shakin
  Don't know about cold but you look good naked
  Bring me my ones 'cus I ain't got patience
  Tryna turn up but a nigga steady weighin
  Put that pussy in my face, make it worth my while
  Maybe we can meet up at the after hour
  After that, hit the crib, you can take a shower
  After that, hit the bed, we gon fuck for hours
  Got the fame and the power, the bitches and the cheddar
  Nigga I'm a G and that's my favorite letter
  I bet you she won't leave, that's only if you let er
  I love the strip club, have to put it on my schedule
  [Hook:]
  I walk in, them hella bands
  Bitch! I need ones right now
  I walk in, them hella bands
  Bitch! I need ones right now
  I need ones right now (I need ones right now)
  I need ones right now (I need ones right now)
  I need ones right now
  I need ones right now uh
  [Verse 2:]
  Vibe til I fall, my nigga reppin prezzy
  Sippin on row, got my bars in my neggly
  Black mag 11, Porsche 911
  Smash on their head, who the fuck is they Texas?
  I'm the motherfuckin kid, I was born for this shit
  Hit the club with my nigga, higher than a bit
  Yea, I'm lit, throwin up money while I pop
  Big shit, I'm a rich nigga, ho I drop big tips,
  European whips
  If you ordered it then it's me and you and fips
  20000$, need that shit right now
  Bitch you lookin at me like you finna go down
  [Hook:]
  I walk in, them hella bands
  Bitch! I need ones right now
  I walk in, them hella bands
  Bitch! I need ones right now
  I need ones right now (I need ones right now)
  I need ones right now (I need ones right now)
  I need ones right now
  I need ones right now uh
  [Verse 3:]
  Okay I walked in late, 30 minutes for their calls
  I got 10 bands, tell them bitches lose they clothes
  And you know just how I go
  Baby girl go and work the pole
  My paper real long and my entourage deep
  I need to get them haters removed from my dick
  I have to get the rollie removed from my wrist
  Now I'm rockin custom shit, Loubretton kicks
  Getting drunk and my niggas whilin
  I need change for 1000
  And I'm a throw it in the air
  Pop the bottle then I pour it on her hair yea
  [Hook:]
  I walk in, them hella bands
  Bitch! I need ones right now
  I walk in, them hella bands
  Bitch! I need ones right now
  I need ones right now (I need ones right now)
  I need ones right now (I need ones right now)
  I need ones right now
  I need ones right now uh

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  My Bitch Badshow lyrics

  My Bitch Bad

  [Hook:]
  My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag
  My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag
  My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag
  My bitch bad
  Got 3 phones, got 2 home
  For red bones, dressed out for 'em
  Got 3 phones, got 2 home
  For red bones, dressed out for 'em
  My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag
  My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag
  My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag
  My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag
  [Verse 1:]
  Ok dude I love the jeans and I love the shirt
  Caught 14 that's some piece
  I'm too street, I'm too G
  I don't ride down I'm 20 E
  With a bad bitch right beside me
  I'm driving fast as she's sucking me
  It's windy as hell turn your heat up
  Matter of fact gon' rose the weed up
  My shoes tight my cup full
  That straight seal, that real deal
  That uncut, that straight raw
  Try to rob a kid that's when I cross the job
  My hair nappy, my pockets full
  I'm hella rich I'm puppy love
  I'm from the hood, from the hood
  All grown up, now I'm bossed up
  I'm turnked up and I'm faded
  My bitch bad, that's my lady
  I'm a 90's baby, she's a 80's
  The bed big got in Vegas
  Got a business phone, got a work phone
  Got a main phone
  That 3 phone, my iphone
  My blackberry, my trap phone
  But ye you know
  [Hook:]
  My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag
  My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag
  My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag
  My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag
  Got 3 phones, got 2 home
  For red bones, dressed out for 'em
  Got 3 phones, got 2 home
  For red bones, dressed out for 'em
  [Verse 2:]
  Got an ounce of weed gotta roll it up
  Like I'm prerub before I hit the club
  She a freaky girl, she a pretty girl
  She a street girl, she hit the leaf of a month
  You would stick in her mouth, my bitch bad nigga
  She don't walk with niggas, she walk past niggas
  Don't like short niggas, don't like fat niggas
  She like that nigga and I'm that nigga
  Fly boes to the cool got 3 phones
  Got 6 chains got 3 O's
  If that pussy tight then that pussy right
  And how the fuck could it be wrong
  That bitch so good, wish I could press rewind
  Bitch call me blable but say that 3 times
  My mama bad, she bad and she know it
  She got a crazy body I'm afraid to let her show it
  And she got a girlfriend, oh ye did I mention?
  2 bitches and a bad nigga, that's pimpin
  [Hook:]
  My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag
  My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag
  My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag
  My bitch bad, fat ass got dumb swag
  Got 3 phones, got 2 home
  For red bones, dressed out for 'em
  Got 3 phones, got 2 home
  For red bones, dressed out for 'em
  [Verse 3:]
  Got 3 phones, 2 yellow bones
  Then new Chanel caught 2 bill
  Fly zone, that's my zone
  Y'all nigga, but my money long
  Condo to a trust spot
  Country boy caught Kesha
  My bitch bad, got a fat ass
  Got a pretty face with a stupid swag
  Fuck plaza, we poppin' tail
  On molly get a coupe a bail
  VIP hold alot of G
  Promethazine, OG
  Y'all nigga want stupid ice
  Fuck around we'll take your life
  In the hood my nigga shooting dice
  Trap phone ringing all night
  I buzz a dot, my rollie
  Cost a chip, genode
  No scripts in my gucci script
  Buy a hundred for these gucci spit
  Count 20 benz in all dough
  Starring phone got pink mud
  RIP come to see
  Everyday I'm pouring up

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  The Day Go By

  [Spoken: Quez]
  Hello.
  Sup ma?
  Naw, Ion want nothing
  I was just tryna call you
  Tryna see whats up
  How you doin?
  yeah, I know you always tell me that
  la la da la
  a la la la la
  a la la la la
  as the day goes by
  la la da la
  a la la la la
  a la la la la
  as the day goes by
  [Verse: Ali]
  Every day I sit and think about whats goin on
  For all of those who lose their jobs and stuck without
  a home
  I understand why my mom was always on my ass
  I just think about all the shit that I did in the past
  Now think about it
  If I knew the shit I knew today
  Then maybe then id be a better man I am today
  Am I on the right track?
  Will I graduate?
  So get my shit together
  Now that’s the move to make
  la la da la
  a la la la la
  a la la la la
  as the day goes by
  la la da la
  a la la la la
  a la la la la
  as the day goes by
  [Verse 2: Strap]
  I lost my grand daddy
  Shit fucked up
  Life life life
  Keep throwin bad luck
  Keep yo head up
  That what momma said
  You gon make it strong
  That what momma said
  Life is superb all complex into just one word
  From days on the corner
  To on the curb
  Now I'm on the stage
  I'm rocking crowds
  Tryna do it big
  Make my momma proud
  la la da la
  a la la la la
  a la la la la
  as the day goes by
  la la da la
  a la la la la
  a la la la la
  as the day goes by
  [Verse 3: Quez]
  My momma always told me to keep my head up
  And Keep goin even when you get fedup
  And when you get up
  Don’t forget to make your bed up
  That just some stuff she tol me
  To give me heads up
  I lost my granddad too man
  My head fuckd
  Man how early we had to get up
  And den really ain't what you said
  Its how you say it bruh
  And to the stars
  Hey hey this a headssup
  Nigga I'm gone!
  [Spoken: Quez]
  yeah
  Now
  To all the people out there
  I'm prayin for you
  Aye!
  Shoutout to barack obama!
  Haha Ay yeah ay look
  And to all the liddle kids out there
  All the young ones
  PLEASE listen to what your mother tells you to do
  Or Quez is gonna beat yo asssss!

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  Dirty Moneyshow lyrics

  Dirty Money

  [Hook]
  Everythin' I do I'm getting money, nigga
  Everythin' I do I'm getting money, nigga
  What you mean I ain't been out on them streets, boy
  What you mean I ain't been out on them streets, boy
  I'm gettin' money nigga, I'm gettin' money nigga
  I'm gettin' money nigga, I'm gettin' money nigga
  I'm gettin' money nigga, I'm gettin' money nigga
  [Verse 1]
  From day one in stores, go get it
  I just got off tour with Mac Miller
  And YG 400 was with us
  'Cause y'all niggas tryna make a livin'
  In this rap shit it's crazy
  Most niggas fugazi
  Some people'd probablyy kill a nigga
  From the shit I did on the daily
  And I know you cannot see me behind this tint
  I'm in this 'Cedes, and I had to diss my old hoes
  'Cause them old hoes got lazy
  I'm talking M's, Lou Williams, I'mma fade away
  I'm cashin' out these niggas, I don't lay away
  Niggas keep hatin' they get laid away
  I'm just out here workin', getting paid always
  [Hook]
  [Verse 2]
  Fuck you mean I ain't been up in them streets, nigga?
  Lost some homies and I'll make you rest in peace, nigga
  Last month, man, I made at least six figures
  Sneaker money, bill money on them weak niggas
  I slide through for checks, hoes all on my dick
  I ain't tryna impress, I'm just tryna invest
  These thirsty bitches need water
  She ain't tryna fuck, I won't call her
  I ain't into poppin' bottles, I'm just into gettin' dollars
  I was born and raised on the east side,
  But shit a buzz kill, why stay?
  God, I'm in in love with them checks comin'
  So I'm thankin' God everyday
  Branchin' out for new shit
  Left home for this new bitch
  I'm spendin' shit on these new kicks
  If you scared of money youse a bitch nigga!
  [Hook]

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  Travis Portershow lyrics

  Travis Porter

  [Chorus:]
  Feelin like a million bucks cause boy I just got paid
  Living the life but all these hatas try to keep me in the shade
  Step back, and let the sunshine on me
  Step back and let the sunshine on me step back and let the sunshine on me step back and let the sunshine on me
  [Strap:]
  I might be caught doin numbas
  Momma like how the hell yo young ass makin all them commas
  I see them hatas over there - nigga get ya bread up
  Smashin out the car like fuck nigga catch up
  I'm 19 but I'm bout my ching ching
  Cash Money Shit bitch - BLING BLING
  Sun shine shining whole lotta diamonds
  Shoutout to my jeweler came in perfect timing
  I done made 50 of them thangs
  Get it wet I just made 50 of them thangs
  50 for a chain?
  Step back and let the sunshine on me
  Fu Foool and let the sunshine on me
  [Chorus]
  [Ali:]
  Shit ain't how it used to be way back when we weren't paid
  But now that I'm paid all of these hatas they remind me of the shade
  I gotta move on, I gotta stay strong
  Push em to the side put my hata blockers on
  I tell em get gone, I tell em goodbye
  Why you messing up my fly?
  Then I said (what you say?)
  You like a pair of Gucci sunshades
  Step back cause you blockin all the sunrays
  My daddy said that I'm gonna do it someday (you are)
  Well guess what? That day is today (heyy)
  [Chorus]
  [Quez:]
  Step back, and let the sun thru
  I told my momma watch wat ya son do
  But I guess that was TMI
  And big what up to Byron from BMI (what up nigga!)
  We got the whole city rockin
  All in the club so u know we Diddy boppin
  (Take that, take that, take that)
  I'm in the booth with no shoes on
  Feelin real cool with no jewels on
  They try to block me like a jumpshot
  CEO told me we got one shot
  So I crossed em up and took it to the hole
  Passed it to Strap
  And Ali ally hooped up on them hoes

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  Cakeshow lyrics

  Cake

  We in Kamal's
  I'm finna ball on em
  Magic city, we goin hard on em
  Strokers, we goin crazy
  One time for my independent ladies
  [Chorus:]
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake, dis cake, dis cake
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake, dis dis dis dis cake
  [Strap:]
  Shawty got back, look at her shape
  Look at her hips, look at her waist
  I'm a be good, she should swing my way
  My way, my way
  All the lil strip girls want dis cake
  All, All the lil strip girls want dis cake
  Al the lil strip girls want dis cake
  Dis dis dis dis cake
  KOD, you know I'm straight
  Walk in the building throwing dis cake
  Shit, I got chips nigga, Frito Lay
  Money in the building, the girls better race
  All the lil strip girls know we straight
  All the lil strip girls want dis cake
  Ballin all the down to MIA
  Then come back to Magic City Monday
  ? in the club with my bottle
  Then I seen a star, I said girl you are a model
  Dancing on that pole like a scholar
  If you bout that life then let me hear you holler
  All I want is my cake
  [Chorus:]
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake, dis cake, dis cake
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake, dis dis dis dis cake
  [Quez:]
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake
  Throw it in the air and it fell on her face
  All the lil stripper girls want dis check
  But a nigga want that neck
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cash
  Wanna see you shake that ass
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cheese
  Bend that thang over put your hands on your knees like OW
  And I keep some ones in handy
  This girl, she walked up to me and she said her name was Candy
  Okay cool, that's fine and dandy
  Then she started dancing
  Now she pulling down her panties
  Then I threw some ones because
  [Chorus:]
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake, dis cake, dis cake
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake, dis cake, dis cake
  [Hook]
  I'm in Kamal's
  I'm finna ball on em
  Magic city, goin hard on em
  Strokers, goin crazy
  King of diamonds for them independent ladies
  [Ali:]
  I'm in Kamal's 21
  And I ain't 21
  But I tipped the security so
  Tonight I'm 21
  It's a couple bitches in here, say who gone be the one?
  Then I spit the stick, went on stage then I threw 500 ones, damn
  That fast? oh yeah
  She bad? oh yeah
  Like dat? oh yeah
  Too bad. aw damn
  Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up girl
  Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop girl
  Let me see you do a trick on the dick like this
  What's up, what's up, what's up girl
  [Chorus:]
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake, dis cake, dis cake
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake
  All the lil stripper girls want dis cake, dis dis dis dis cake
  [Hook:]
  We in Kamal's
  I'm finna ball on em
  Magic city, we goin hard on em
  Strokers, we goin crazy

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  Bring It Backshow lyrics

  Bring It Back

  [Chorus]
  Runnin in that pussy like a crash dummy
  Bend it over, touch ya toes
  Shake that ass for me
  Bounce that ass on the flo', bring it back up
  Hit a split on the dick, shawty act up
  Now bring it back [8x]
  You can act [7x]
  Act a fool, Bring it back
  [Verse 1 - Strap]
  Shawty goin hard, concrete
  She can shake her ass, one cheek, two cheeks
  Both cheeks, both cheeks
  I got a white girl freak she got no cheeks
  Got a police bitch on a short leash
  Got good mouth like she got no teeth
  She a slut, she a dog, she a bitch with it
  Man you see the way she work she super thick with it
  Have them hoes throwin salt
  Tell the bitch get it
  Started playin with her pussy
  Tell the bitch split it
  Pop that pussy, I just wanna fuck you
  If you ain't with it, you cute but shawty fuck you
  [Chorus]
  [Verse 2 - Quez]
  Back that ass up like a dump truck
  If you havin fun in the club, throw ya pumps up
  All my ballas in the building throw ya 1s up
  If you ain't throwin no money then get ya funds up
  I asked her whats her name and she said her name Nicki
  Got a real big booty and some real big titties
  Say she don't really come out to the city
  Cuz she a country girl and she like to get busy
  She got a good job and she say she 24
  I said "Ok" then shawty hit the flo'
  And I was like "whoa"
  Then I threw some 1s just to let shawty know
  Just to let shawty that Ima
  [Chorus]
  [Verse 3 - Ali]
  Bring that ass back like you left some
  Shawty so hot she can melt some
  Feel like I wanna smack her with a belt or some
  So I told her come here so I can tell her some
  I wanna see ya big booty on my upper leg
  And I'll throw a couple dollars at ya upper head
  How bout you and ya friends just give me double head
  at breakfast time she gave me supper head
  And that's a great feeling
  And I fuck with her because she so willing
  Watch her I do whatever that I tell her
  So I broke her down and this is what I tell her

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  That Feelin (ft. Mike Posner)show lyrics

  That Feelin (ft. Mike Posner)

  All I wanna do is take all my niggas to Vegas
  Buy a pound of weed and smoke it get them niggas fading
  Yeah and buy some liquor man we gonna get wasted
  Poppin' bottles on them hoes and tell them "Bitch we made it"
  Yeah I wanna get a hundred grand of singles
  Stack them shit so just like Pringles
  Thanking God I'm single
  Yeah, ready to mingle down
  I'm trying to slam dunk
  Yeah tryin' to finger row
  You know that feeling feeling feelin'
  Like everything's changing
  That feeling, feeling like you was
  Instantly famous, feel that
  Yeah, fuck that nigga Yeah I'm a kill that
  And Y'all niggas don't know me
  My tooney got that feeling
  We need some fucking trophies
  Uh, we do it for the whole team
  You know that feeling like you won a superbowl
  We don't never get a day off, nah
  Make the city prowl like we won the playoff
  That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling
  That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling
  Feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling
  Feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling
  I got this feeling this feeling I know it
  That I'm about to make some millions, some millions then blow it
  My my my my noobie's brazilian, she gorgeous
  This new life that I'm living it's hard to absorb it
  Ever had that feeling when you pull out they say who that
  New school, blue black, drop top, push back
  It's Ali I knew that, threw the whole bar 2 stacks
  When I'm in the building and the hoes run a full flack
  Trust an puertorican, margaritas, burrito
  Vacation with my people, we do this for our people
  You know that feeling like you won a superbowl
  No bo-ho man I'm playing for the team
  Yeah, we do it for the whole team
  You know that feeling like you won a superbowl
  We don't never get a day off, nah
  Make the city prowl like we won the playoff
  That feeling, that feeling, that feeling
  That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling
  That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling
  That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling
  Fill 'em to the fall, jerk 'em to the right
  Feeling like a Mo, look at me and not the size
  We're here for those how we roll
  It's the feeling of a boat
  I got trials on my line, got a million dollars house
  We used to rot in coogie sweaters
  Now it's Gucci all the time
  Freshen hair, leather season
  Wanna toll the summer time
  Used to have a little bank roll
  Now my bank roll larger, Strain former Camaro
  Hot dite Charger
  Gerry Guardian seats
  Green light Shlick rims
  Check my ring out Oh I'm on my superbowl shit
  I'm flat in the sky, I'm up there with the birds
  I do it for the team, you can motherfuck what you heard
  Yeah, we do it for the whole team
  You know that feeling like you won a superbowl
  We don't never get a day off, nah
  Make the city prowl like we won the playoff
  That feeling, that feeling, that feeling
  That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling
  That feeling, that feeling, that feeling, that feeling

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  Do A Trick (on A Dick)

  Big face on it swagga throw it at her ass cheecks pop that pussy for me bitch yu gotta make it nasty strip for it tip ima throw it while you dancing yeah know she with it cause bitch aint got no panties do a trick on a dick do a trick on a dick do a trick on a dick look look how she dancing do a trick on a dick do a trick on a dick do a trick on a dick look look how she dancing
  It's my party we turn up if we want codil and that molly shawty do what she want too 5 girls dancing in a mufuckin line the S's on my check got these hoes going blind pop that pussy for me do a trick on a dick make that ass talk to me while I'm blwoin hoes up hunna perciens with ha a hunna tats on me could've paid lil shawty rent two times but I caught these new loui v we get money (we get money) make it flood just because 10 bandz and one throw em to em strippers girl big big faces on me hoe yun gotta ask me word to nigga tyga bitch make it nasty
  Big face on it swagga throw it at her ass cheecks pop that pussy for me bitch yu gotta make it nasty strip for it tip ima throw it while you dancing yeah know she with it cause bitch aint got no panties do a trick on a dick do a trick on a dick do a trick on a dick look look how she dancing do a trick on a dick do a trick on a dick do a trick on a dick look look how she dancing
  Aye shawty strip for this tip we rockin hoes say I aint bout it well baby I guess I gotta show ya show me a trick make your knees touch your shoulder and shawty only 20 years old but she acting older shid shawty thick from the thick from the back bend bend that ass over pop that pussy from the back come and get this money (yeah hoe) and act like yu want it (yeah hoe) ion trick on pussy but I'll spend a couple hunda's ohhh big face hunnas in a bank roll (big face hunnas in a bank roll) big face hunna's in a bank roll (come come er get get this money sho)
  Big face on it swagga throw it at her ass cheecks pop that pussy for me bitch yu gotta make it nasty strip for it tip ima throw it while you dancing yeah know she with it cause bitch aint got no panties do a trick on a dick do a trick on a dick do a trick on a dick look look how she dancing do a trick on a dick do a trick on a dick do a trick on a dick look look how she dancing
  Okay do a trick on a dick yeah she nasty 20 G's on my wrist yeah I'm flashin 8 bitches in VIP think we need 8 moe shawty wanna do a trick told her ride my skateboard asked her what her favorite trick she said a Ali asked her what her favortie drug then she told me molly she popped one and she went crazy poet tricks to her friend shay starting letting her friend taste it fell in love with them big faces yeah bout to throw it on ha ass cheeck's told that girl to drop it low look look how she dancing yeah we threw so many one's we up in mashin make that shit do a trick Voila! like it's magic

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  Circles

  She say I got her goin round in circles
  And she ain't tryna wait in line
  She say I got her goin round in circles
  And all I do is waste her time
  She say I got her goin round in circles
  Shawty just so fine
  She say I got her goin round in circles
  Just so I can make you mine
  Damn, shawty you fine
  And I got you runnin round in circles in yo mind
  I would give you a second
  But right now I have no time
  Like I'm related to the sun
  Baby I gotta shine
  Yeah, so I ain't ready to settle down
  And everytime she bring it up
  I shut her down
  And plus we makin too much chedda now
  And all the girls on the front row are lookin better now.
  And she said that she wanna get to know me betta and she said that she hopin we can grow togetha
  But I don't think that me and you can go together so baby girl do what you know is betta
  She say I got her goin round in circles
  And she ain't tryna wait in line
  She say I got her goin round in circles
  And all I do is waste her time
  She say I got her goin round in circles
  Shawty just so fine
  She say I got her goin round in circles
  Just so I can make you mine
  Baby girl I gotta thang for you,
  But I can't force myself to buy a rang for you.
  Shawty caught the love bug.
  And love is a tough drug,
  But it's for scrubs
  We go round and round and round we go.
  Been there like the ship sank,
  Down we go.
  Just to break up
  One day you gon wake up
  And understand that you just my side line
  Baby
  And I know time flies baby
  But one day we can be together
  Lilike maybe
  But you don't gotta be in line
  Cause you to fine
  No I ain't tryna wast yo time
  She say I got her goin round in circles
  And she ain't tryna wait in line
  She say I got her goin round in circles
  And all I do is waste her time
  She say I got her goin round in circles
  But shawty just so fine
  She say I got her goin round in circles
  Just so I can make you mine
  I been to all typa place
  I seen all typa faces
  And you keep on sayin you wantsta be my lady
  That's crazy
  Goin thru all these mazes
  Until you tired of chasin
  An you say you wantsta have all of my babies
  That's crazy
  I may not be the man that you love
  Say she wants me to be her mista lova
  Want me to be the man that you leave
  But there's one thing that ya just don't get
  An that's this
  And she said that she wanna get to know me betta and she said that she hopin we can grow togetha
  But I don't think that me and you can go together so baby do what you think is betta
  She say I got her goin round in circles
  And she ain't tryna wait in line
  She say I got her goin round in circles
  And all I do is waste her time
  She say I got her goin round in circles
  But shawty just so fine
  She say I got her goin round in circles

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  Can I Hitter Freestyleshow lyrics

  Can I Hitter Freestyle

  Wats Up My Nig, Wats Hannanin
  Wats Up My Nig, Wats Hannanin
  You Got Dem Hoes With Ya And I Got Em Bad
  Now You Gon Buss Em Open
  Dog You No Me Man
  I Get Up In Dem
  I Just Go Mental Man
  Den Ali He Strap Em Up N Den He Drill Em Man
  And Den Lil Strap He Try To Hit Em But He Kill Em Man
  I Mean Like Gettin Down On The Flo Aye Man You Feel Me Man
  Can I Hitter (yea), Den I Hitter (yea)
  Den I Pass Ha To Ali N Den He Split Ha (yea)
  Den I Pull Ha Hair, And Smack Ha Ass
  At First I Go Slow Den I Just Go Super Fast
  I Do Ha Bad, Lil Strap
  You No I'm Bad, I'm Crazy Man
  Gotta Strap Up I Don't Want No Baby Man
  Pass Ha To Quez And Den He Gon Slay Ha Man
  [Chorus:]
  Can I Hitter (yea) [x9]
  Can I Least Just Hit Ha
  Can I Least Just Do This, She Just Like A One Hitter Quitter
  I Dig A One Hit Quitter
  I Fuck Ha Den I Leave Ha
  I Don't Give A Damn, She's A Lie I Don't Believe Ha
  She Say She's A Virgin And She Neva Did This Sh*t Before
  She Said She Neva Suck No Dick Before, I Say Stupid Hoe You Lying
  Damn I'm A Tell You One Mo Time You Is Fine
  Damn Shawty Can You Just B Mine Like Ooohhhh
  Aye, I Don't No Y, Y Ya'll Really Askin Niggas Questions Like Can I Hitter
  Wat Is My Name (like Fareal)
  Travis Porter (yea, I Hitter, Yea, I Hitter)

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  Ballinshow lyrics

  Ballin

  I'm turning back, you freak out, we gonna take your money cars and buy rose.
  We gonna talk it out of croops, alley hoops,
  We're ballin, we take it, nah, no insist
  We're ballin', yeaaaah
  We're ballin' hot, we're ballin' out
  We're ballin' like we play for a team
  I told that girl shake that ass, don't be playin' with me
  So much more [?] than we're plannin' to be
  I rip that RTL like I'm playin' with tee
  Josh swift but please do not slip
  'Cause you're likin', just call me the light spliff
  Hell no, we don't [?] cheat
  Then I'm going hello world like I'm shooting freak
  Yeah, and that's just how Travis do
  When I'm in the switch up girl I'm a throw the aliie-who
  Yeah, I'm bad, baby
  Then I'm going crazy playin' ball
  I'm turning back, you freak out, we ballin' take your money cars and buy rose.
  We ballin' talk it out of croops, alley hoops,
  We're ballin, we take it, nah, no insist
  We're ballin', yeaaaah
  We're ballin' hot, we're ballin' out
  I'm the point God moved the ball, caused shot
  Have myself a coup of brand and I called a shot
  Switch. I'm ballin' like the third day
  Cross some over, shake him back, we call it great
  Yeah, walking louie then I hear a jungle
  Pass me an aliie-houp, 'cause I'm about to dump her
  Yeah, in case you ask, this is my fucking basket
  And don't worry about the change, baby, you can have it
  Yeah, hear me ballin' like a zowie
  You're racing villains on a highway
  A bad bitch drive beside me
  You, this is Travie put the lad in
  I'm turning back, you freak out, we gonna take your money cars and buy rose.
  We gonna talk it out of croops, alley hoops,
  We're ballin, we take it, nah, no insist
  We're ballin', yeaaaah
  We're ballin' hot, we're ballin' out
  Ok, we ball ball ball
  Day and all night
  Music comes out and then I'm sipping all night
  Two big balls make a present on side
  Eyesight clean, inside white
  We want the express, in the heart of it
  I'm a do it for the bitch cause they get it fucking with
  And you can get with this, you can get with that
  I can swing a girlfriend and I get it right back
  Diamond chain, diamond ring, diamond bracelet
  On express way out is cool racing
  We keep bitches out let me play it out
  Could you stop, lie it out every day ballin' out
  I'm turning back, you freak out, we gonna take your money cars and buy rose.
  We gonna talk it out of croops, alley hoops,
  We're ballin, we take it, nah, no insist
  We're ballin', yeaaaah

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  Clockworkshow lyrics

  Clockwork

  technique
  enemies
  hook:
  bitch getting money like clockwork
  want so much money to my hair..
  big smoke clouds holy blowing purple
  aint' no squares in my mother f*cking ..
  niggas getting like a clock digger
  i've been getting money from the tic to the tac
  all ym bad bitches put the hands up high
  all my ladies know that we sustain the guys
  they say 12 in the ghetto got a ..
  getting money and down .. got so much money in my ..
  rolling up her ..gucci .pocket full of lot of swag
  see i'm .. anybody ..dollars
  drop top ..in the sun i burn a million dollar
  bitch getting money like clockwork
  want so much money to my hair..
  big smoke clouds holy blowing purple
  aint' no squares in my mother f*cking ..
  niggas getting like a clock digger
  i've been getting money from the tic to the tac
  all ym bad bitches put the hands up high
  all my ladies know that we sustain the guys
  ...now i'm kicking pimping
  i've been seeing bitches like i'm in the kitchen
  i got it in my pocket
  and we rocking ..
  never met the nigga ..he tryin put a hows
  i hit the dough
  yeah i'm talking cash money all twenties
  then i'm getting money like clockwork
  bitch getting money like clockwork
  want so much money to my hair..
  big smoke clouds holy blowing purple
  aint' no squares in my mother f*cking ..
  niggas getting like a clock digger
  i've been getting money from the tic to the tac
  all ym bad bitches put the hands up high
  all my ladies know that we sustain the guys
  niggas getting like a clock digger
  i've been getting money from the tic to the tac
  all my bad bitches put the hands up high
  all my ladies know that we sustain the guys
  ..my nigga square..stay in top ..go in jail
  ...we kicking shit so bitches dont' like my hair
  trippin on everybody
  my nigga .. just to couple ..life like two top
  bitch getting money like clockwork
  want so much money to my hair..
  big smoke clouds holy blowing purple
  aint' no squares in my mother f*cking ..
  niggas getting like a clock digger
  i've been getting money from the tic to the tac
  all ym bad bitches put the hands up high

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  Real Nigga Musicshow lyrics

  Real Nigga Music

  [Verse 1]
  My bitch the baddest, my niggas are savage
  My neck full of karats, I stay with that ratchet
  This real nigga music, my niggas, they lose it
  Fendi with the Louis watch me do it (watch me do it)
  Benzes, Delucchi, we stay makin' movies
  Got groupies on groupies, these bitches is ruthless
  They do what I wanna, they always give two weeks
  Money the motive, I get with the movement
  Pull up in that peppermint grippin' that tooly
  For my niggas ridin' dumpsters, Chevies, them Buicks
  I love the old school 'cause it spin so good
  I'm goin' all in, do it for the whole 'hood
  [Hook]
  See, I get money, and you don't, though
  Therefore my nigga ridin', don't send the yayo
  Therefore my nigga ridin' foreign with the bank roll
  Got a main bitch, and got a side hoe
  Real nigga music
  Real, real, real nigga music
  Real nigga music
  Real nigga music
  Real, real, real nigga music
  Real nigga music
  [Verse 2]
  You don't want no drama, I stay with that llama
  Christina Tiana – you want her? I'll dump her
  My niggas is crazy, they stay in Versace
  The Rollie, the AP, I'm switching it daily
  My homes they sellin', they pitching them babies
  My father got dollars way back in the eighties
  Two styrofoams got me leanin', I'm lazy
  This for them niggas cash out on Mercedes
  Came up from dirt now my ice game is crazy
  Nigga get merked if he look at me crazy
  IRS checkin', just look at them statements
  Been nobody's kid, I'm an East ATLien
  [Hook]
  [Verse 3]
  Blow smoke out my nose, got a mouth full of gold
  Pull up in that foreign, I might take your hoe
  I get money with niggas that's all 'cross the globe
  I put diamonds in bezels just look how it glow
  Went on tour for a month, I had twenty-some shows
  Into New Mexico, yeah we see checks for sure
  your hoe know I'm gon' blow
  I'm knee-deep in the game, I'm knee deep in her throat
  M.O.? I need a watch, they're my favorite thing
  You know my clique hot, we got Mary Jane
  Designer, designer, I stay in this shit
  I'm always so fly, look like I hit a lick

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  Do A Trick (remix) (ft. Gucci Mane)show lyrics

  Do A Trick (remix) (ft. Gucci Mane)

  Travis Porter Ft. Gucci Mane – Do A Trick (Remix)
  Big face hundreds, big face hundreds
  Bitch get money, bitch get money
  Big face hundreds, big face hundreds
  Bitch get money, bitch get money
  Big face hundreds, bout to throw it at her asscheeks
  Pop that pussy for me, bitch you gotta make it nasty
  Strip for a tip I'ma throw it while you dancing
  Yeah I know she ready cuz dat bitch ain't got no panties
  Do a trick on a dick, do a trick on a dick
  Do a trick on a dick, do a trick on a dick
  Look how she dancing
  Do a trick on a dick, do a trick on a dick
  Do a trick on a dick, do a trick on a dick
  Look how she dancing
  It's our party we turn up
  Codeine & molly shawty do what you want to
  5 girls dancing in a motherfucking line
  Bbs is on my chick, got them hoe going blind
  Pop that pussy for me do a trick on a dick
  Make that ass talk to me while I blow a hoe's look
  100 piercings on her, 100 tats on me
  Could have paid lil shawty rent 2 times,
  But I caught the new louie v, get money
  Shawty thick from the front, thick from the back
  Bend that ass over, pop that pussy from the back
  Come and get this money, act like you want it
  I don't trick on pussy but I spend a couple hundred
  Big face hundreds, bank roll
  Big face hundreds, in the bank roll
  Big face hundreds, in the bank roll
  Come in, come in, get your money Shawty
  Big face hundreds, bout to throw it at her asscheeks
  Pop that pussy for me, bitch you gotta make it nasty
  Strip for a tip I'ma throw it while you dancing
  Yeah I know she ready cuz dat bitch ain't got no panties
  Do a trick on a dick, do a trick on a dick
  Do a trick on a dick, do a trick on a dick
  Look how she dancing
  Do a trick on a dick, do a trick on a dick
  Do a trick on a dick, do a trick on a dick
  Look how she dancing
  I train a bitch to suck your dick and take your roley off your wrist
  Yeah she on that kinky shit, cocky bizness of the bitch
  I pimp a bitch, a stripper bitch, I thank the lord I cop the bitch
  I made 300 off the bitch, I bought the bitch a anklet
  My condo your bitch furnished it, I'm always talking money bitch
  It's Gucci Mane and Travis Porter, we ain't with that funny shit
  Like my bitches crazy thick, she ain't gotta pay for shit
  I'm far from heaven money problems but don't like no lazy bitch
  You do a trick I throw a grip, you suck my dick I pay your rent
  My dick taste just like peppermint, your boyfriend is irrelevant
  The money make my pants sag, my ball stay like an elephant
  It's Gucci Mane the president, the warehouse party on the bitch
  Big face hundreds, bank roll
  Big face hundreds, in the bank roll
  Big face hundreds, in the bank roll
  Come in, come in, get your money Shawty
  Big face hundreds, bout to throw it at her asscheeks
  Pop that pussy for me, bitch you gotta make it nasty
  Strip for a tip I'ma throw it while you dancing
  Yeah I know she ready cuz dat bitch ain't got no panties
  Do a trick on a dick, do a trick on a dick
  Do a trick on a dick, do a trick on a dick
  Look how she dancing
  Do a trick on a dick, do a trick on a dick
  Do a trick on a dick, do a trick on a dick
  Look how she dancing
  Ok, do a trick on a dick, now she nasty
  20 g's on my wrist, yeah I'm flashy
  8 bitches in the vip think we need 8 more
  Shawty wanna do a trick, told her ride my skateboard
  Asked her what's her favorite trick, she said an Ollie
  Asked her what's her favorite drug, then she told me molly
  She popped one and she went crazy, pulling tricks with her friend Shelly
  Start landing her friend tasty, fell in love with them big faces
  Yeah, bout to throw em on the asscheeks
  Told that girl to drop it low, look how she dancing
  Damn we threw so many ones, we up in magic
  Make that shit do a trick like it's magic
  Big face hundreds, bank roll
  Big face hundreds, in the bank roll
  Big face hundreds, in the bank roll
  Come in, come in, get your money Shawty
  Big face hundreds, bout to throw it at her asscheeks
  Pop that pussy for me, bitch you gotta make it nasty
  Strip for a tip I'ma throw it while you dancing
  Yeah I know she ready cuz dat bitch ain't got no panties
  Do a trick on a dick, do a trick on a dick
  Do a trick on a dick, do a trick on a dick
  Look how she dancing
  Do a trick on a dick, do a trick on a dick
  Do a trick on a dick, do a trick on a dick

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  Black Boy White Boyshow lyrics

  Black Boy White Boy

  Black boy white boy
  (White boy white boy)
  It's fuckin gnarly dude
  Black boy white boy
  White boy white boy
  Black boy white boy
  [Chorus]
  Black boy white boy clean black boy white boy clothes black boy white boy style makes the black girl white girl notice me every body looking like what do I have on
  If u wanna know just pay attention to dis song
  Black boy (black boy white boy)
  White boy (black boy white boy)
  Black boy (black boy white boy)
  White boy (black boy white boy)
  Black boy (black boy white boy)
  VERSE 1:
  I'm versitile black boy white boy style dey screamin at my show now the white hoes goin wild you can call me mr.porter black boy white boy stitches eagle on my chest and my levi britches I think I'm addicted bitches blowin kisses bitches hit me gin and chrissy travis porter chicken never wait in line ur my black boy white boy ticket see me in the club throwin black boy white boy ritches
  [Chorus]
  VERSE 2:
  White boy and I dress so sporty man black boy white boy short like they sword is on me man and I'm super spiff I point at the shorties when I dance why u walk like dat be cuz a horse is on my pants polo and american eagle fly like segal the way I rock aerocrombie this shit should be illgel I am a t porter boy I'm tatted like a borter boy black boy white boy shit got dem jumpin out da water
  [Chorus]
  VERSE 3:
  American eagel a white boy outfit don't even say it dats some white boy type shit but imma black boy she wants a black boy and that's a fact boy look at my hat boy nike boots and some levi jeans mohawk on the side that's a white boys thing I'm spiffy I'm clean look at the cuff in my jeans ur talkin proper lakeem travis done did it again
  [Chorus]
  VERSE 4:

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  Birthday Girlshow lyrics

  Birthday Girl

  Birthday girl birthday girl let me see your hands
  Put it on put it on put it on my tab
  Just turned 21
  Time to have some fun
  And we gone do it all
  Cause baby you're the birthday girl
  Lil mama this ya song
  So party all night long
  And we gone have a ball
  Shut it down on your birthday girl
  Lil mama it's ya b-day
  And I aint wit dat drama lil mama f-ck what she say
  Ima make it rain, cats and dogs ain't no cliche
  She say she from LA but landed in the peach state
  Now that's GA
  See lil mama this yo song
  She got on a thong
  Sippin on patron
  Wondering when we going home
  She just turned 21 21
  Girl we about to have some fun, have some fun
  We need
  2 shot of that p-tron
  We need
  2 shots of that grey goose
  We need
  2 shots of that get right
  We need
  And 2 shots of that get loose
  Then we hit the dance floor
  I said you gotta work that girl
  Then the DJ gave a shootout to the birthday girl
  Just turned 21
  Time to have some fun
  And we gone do it all
  Cause baby you're the birthday girl
  Lil mama this ya song
  So party all night long
  And we gone have a ball
  Shut it down on your birthday girl
  It's ya birthday, know you want a shot
  Take it back to 04'
  Drop it like it's hot
  Girl you know where I'm going
  Meet me at the spot
  Still drinkin Ciroc
  It's damn near 4 o'clock
  But Like Gucci Said
  She's only 21
  So I only feed her crumbs
  But I f-ck her till she cums
  I Love the way you dancing when you playing wit ya tongue
  I'm not really romantic but you might just be the 1
  Whatchu wish for
  Ima give you what you need
  Hit you from the back
  Pullin on ya weave
  And we do it this away
  And do it that away
  As long as you blow the candles out bc it's ya birthday birthday
  Just turned 21
  Time to have some fun
  And we gone do it all
  Cause baby you're the birthday girl
  Lil mama this ya song
  So party all night long
  And we gone have a ball
  Shut it down on your birthday girl
  Okay you just turned 21
  Let's go live it up
  Let's go hit the club
  Let's go have some fun
  We can hit up magic
  We can throw some 1's
  You invite ya friends
  It's whatever she wants
  How bout we go to Vegas
  We gone have a ball
  We gone get it poppin tomorrow forget it all
  And we gone do some gamblin
  We gone do some f-ckin
  I don't usually do this so you should feel lucky
  So quit all that fronton
  Sayin you won't do nothin
  Cause I know you ready, just waiting to push ya button
  So now she sucking, f-ckin, trippin, wasted
  Fell asleep at 6 and woke up in different locations
  Just turned 21
  Time to have some fun
  And we gone do it all
  Cause baby you're the birthday girl
  Lil mama this ya song
  So party all night long
  And we gone have a ball

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  Goin Deep (ft. Tyga)show lyrics

  Goin Deep (ft. Tyga)

  [Intro: DJ Self]
  DJ Self Motherfuckers
  [Hook: Travis Porter]
  Goin deep in it, goin deep in it
  Said the pussy so good I can sleep in it
  Goin deep in it, goin deep in it
  All my bad bitches to the V.I.P
  [Verse 1: Travis Porter]
  She aint never did it, she gon' try tonight
  Goin deep in it like Im Roddy White
  Leave your old man cause he a pee-on
  Touchdown like my name Deion
  Diamonds in my chain thats Sierre Leone
  We gettin' money bitch thats what planet we on
  Bitch name Venus say Im the meanest
  Told her shit up bitch and go suck a penis
  Ridin' in the beamer, smokin on doubies
  Pretty ass face with a big ass booty uhuh
  Got a fat ass how that mouth feel?
  After party at the T-Raw crib
  [Verse 2: Tyga]
  Gold chains nigga top ranked
  Hundred bills on your face make a bitch pop, shake
  No safe, ask why?
  Keep the combo on my waist in case a nigga hate Jason style
  Put em in the lake ah!
  You don't gotta, answer to nobody
  I did it dont regret it
  No time for sorry, whip game Ferrari
  You starin' Im stuntin Harley
  All these bitches is Barbie, but I'm the life of the party
  Gotta condo down the street you can live in
  Schoolin' these hoes they gon' have to pay tuition
  After party at my crib you don't get admission
  But your bitch told you stop bitchin' ah, cause
  [Hook x2]
  [Verse 3: Travis Porter]
  Im going deep in it, Im goin deep in it
  But her phone the bitch I wont sleep in it
  I wont sleep in it, yeah I'mma leap in it
  But when I put it in your mouth dont put your teeth in it
  She aint too too bad, she cool
  On the late night fuckin' in the pool
  I can party on an empty stomach, need food
  All this jewelry got me shinin' like a fool
  Man fuck the homie Stu, put her in the chair
  Pullin' on her hair while I kick it in the air
  You strippers gon' step on fifty in the air
  Long sleeve, leather jersey nigga thats rare (yeah)
  [Verse: Travis Porter]
  My gangsta thats a ten four
  Roll up my endo's
  Big white stones lookin' clearer than a window
  Tote that extendo
  Shawty pussy good and she show me what it ten four
  Know Im from the hood, we come deep to the back door
  Know that got them straps hoe
  If you wanna rich nigga gotta bust it wide open
  I got a molly and a blunt and a lil time
  Goin deep in that pussy like Im Prime time
  Shawty wine fine, I think Its my time
  Sprite dirty I put her five inside
  She a drinker, and me Im smokin' reefer
  I'm lookin for a Diva that will let me go deeper
  [Hook x2]

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  Geeked Upshow lyrics

  Geeked Up

  Look at you, look at me, look at me
  Look at you mother f*cker look at you
  Hook:
  Look at me mother f*cker look at me
  Money to the Wednesday Thursday Friday we be...
  Sunday, Sunday we get money then gonna...
  Then we hot the club and make a move every week
  We be geeked up, we be we be geeked up
  We be geeked up, we be we be geeked up
  We be geeked up, we be we be geeked up
  We be geeked up, we be we be geeked up
  Mother f*cker look at me and my... Louie V.
  My life feels a master piece and every day I'm after lead
  Every day I'm... every day I'm f*cking party
  Rolling at the bar...
  But know about em... about me, got an asshole about me
  Got your hore VIP... but she too deep
  We do the... week you ain't... we beyond
  Blowing strong I'm blowing strong in my zone
  Going going like...
  I'm looking for a fine girl I know the...
  Diamonds shining in the dark twinkle twinkle
  She put the hands up like...
  [Hook:]
  Bitches... best believe that I'm a winner
  But on my eyes... then I turn a bitch to winner
  Oh my God that's your girl better get her before I get her
  Am I still... I got splint her, I gotta splint her
  Money to the... then gonan watch the dinner
  Yeah I'm drivin for a...
  I kiss her bad bitch and some models in my stable
  When I'm in the... poppin... at the table
  And... that I won't... put a couple thousand in my risk...
  And it's... bitch when I'm deep up I'll eb screaming look at em bitch
  [Hook:]
  I said on Monday I just get back in town
  I'll be stressing out ym hair her out this money I gotta count
  Then on the night I might hit up the lown
  Gotta hit the... what is... I found
  Man on Tuesday you know how I get down
  Got on bitches going crazy... on the ground
  And on Thursday I'm so f*cked up I put that...
  And on Wednesday but I'm chillin and I can't wait
  On Friday if you aint' f*cking and you're asking
  The highway and boy you know I'm... LA
  On the Saturday boy I can't wait 'cause I like Natalie
  You know is going down

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  Get it How U Live!!show lyrics

  Get it How U Live!!

  He thank he can fight
  I think he a dike
  Put me on Da mic and I'm a show dat nigga right
  She say she yo wife
  I say she a stripper
  He say he a thug (niga u)
  Niggah u ain't no kilia
  Every thang huge
  Rims way bigger
  Y u lookin peculiar get out my way nigga (move)
  You gone need a couple of rulers to
  Count my bank nigga
  And big shout out to my jewelers
  Cause he keep me blangin niggah
  And I keep my thang lil nigga
  While I'm gettin some brain, my nigga
  They tried to make it make it rain
  Boy stay in yo lane my nigga
  I knew u was a lame because u tucked yo chain, my nigga
  I'm a keep it lOO and I'm a never change my nigga (let go)
  You know my team gwopped up
  3 of my niggas locked up (boosie)
  I ain't yo baby Daddy ain't my fault that you got knocked up Soon as I hit the radio dats when dey try to pop
  Up speeding down 285
  12 tryna clock up (12)
  I'm a product of my muthafucking environment
  Only fuck da bad bitches that meet my requirements
  9-S head Doctor
  Ok now you hired den
  Lame niggas don't come around
  You'll get expired den
  [Chorus:]
  You Get it how you live round Here (uh huh)
  You get it how you live round here (uh huh)
  Yon get it how you live round here
  The young niggas be thugin
  Getting it in around here
  Ridin thur East Atlanta but
  I'm from Decada
  And I kick it with real niggas
  Don't kick it with Fakers
  Ask me how am I doing
  Nigga know dat I been good
  Since I was riding that Burgundy Regal down Gleenwood
  Bitch I'm bout chedda
  If you bout it I'm bout It 2
  If you get It I get it 2
  If you want it I get at You
  Nigga stop playin fakin
  Man these niggas Clay Aiken
  If not y r u hatin
  Off this money I'm Makin (I'm Makin)
  [Chorus:]
  You Get it how you live round Here (uh huh)
  You get it how you live round here (uh huh)
  Yon get it how you live round here
  The young niggas be thugin
  Getting it in around here
  You niggas some dirt bags
  U Niggas ain't worth shit
  Come around here with all dat poppin a get you murked fast
  These Niggas ain't worth that
  Lord How Merey
  Booked up for months I need to chill with rich ass
  Use to skip first ciass
  Now I'm ridin first class
  I done fucked yo ho but I can't hang because she thirsty
  Dam that bitch is dirty
  I Don't thank she worthy
  Well fuck that shit
  We makin hits
  Nigga cause we wokin
  How you livin Lee
  I'm living good nigga
  Where you from Lee
  I'm from da hood nigga
  Flat Sho Parkway
  Wats good nigga
  And dey ion know so let's make it Understood (Let's Go)
  [Chorus:]
  You Get it how you live round Here (uh huh)
  You get it how you live round here (uh huh)
  Yon get it how you live round here
  The young niggas be thugin

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  Down Low (ft. Tyga)

  [Chorus]
  I said I like the way she take it down low
  she put her hands on her knees and grind slow
  she say she workin but she get off 'round 4
  I let her hit the weed, baby let yo mind go
  [Chorus - Tyga]
  down low down low
  I like it when she take it down low, down low
  real strippers only do it down low, down low
  baby take it off down low, down low
  then drop it to the flo'
  you wanna f-ck wit' her you gotta bring yo A game
  My portna tried to f-ck her, she told him the same thang
  she work at Magic City all about her change mane
  she like that freaky shit so we goin do a train mane
  she dancin' like she aint never danced, and I aint finna stop her
  she get it from her momma, so momma a pussy popper
  same wit' Nicole and Sasha, all of her sisters strippers
  family reunion at aunties and Im servin all for dinner
  [Chorus]
  I said I like the way she take it down low
  she put her hands on her knees and grind slow
  she say she workin but she get off 'round 4
  I let her hit the weed, baby let yo mind go
  [Chorus - Tyga]
  down low down low
  I like it when she take it down low, down low
  real strippers only do it down low, down low
  baby take it off down low, down low
  then drop it to the flo'
  [Tyga]
  uh 100 rainin'
  big titty hangin'
  same ol' stripper pop that pussy on my table
  I need more bottles lady,
  some Nuvo and some Rose
  Young Money in this b-tch go and tell the DJ
  Aw, I swear she hit that pole like a field goal
  and I just kicked that sex game like a nympho
  she f-ckin underrated, I fuck her till she fainted
  one night like in Vegas, I make that b-tch look famous
  uh, so let yo hair down, ready to roll
  pick you up around 4, and yo n-gga aint gotta know
  we creepin' 'round here we goin' hit that corner store
  let me get that magnum on that hoe
  Ima call her what she want, thats my side b-tch
  always play the game
  she dont f-ck promoters all them n-ggas lame
  I take her to my kingdom, on that king mattress she lay
  Ima a Last King, put my jewels on yo face
  [Chorus]
  I said I like the way she take it down low
  she put her hands on her knees and grind slow
  she say she workin but she get off 'round 4
  I let her hit the weed, baby let yo mind go
  [Chorus - Tyga]
  down low down low
  I like it when she take it down low, down low
  real stripper only do it down low, down low
  baby take it off down low, down low
  then drop it to the flo'
  girl you lookin' good
  I love the way movin'
  bend it over hit the flo' and put your back into it
  it go left cheek, right cheek Ooh thats hot she do it
  I asked her what her name?
  she said “boy I though you knew it”
  well it must've slipped mind
  but you look willing and able
  and you look like a stallion Ima add you to my stable
  she take it to the flo' she aint coming up for air
  'cause she like it down low while she shakes her derrier
  I said I like it when she droppin' it low
  I told her hit me up as soon as she's ready to go
  then she said around 4, baby just let me know
  you keep on starin' at me like yo ass is ready to go
  lets go shit, but that aint it, no
  that aint all, as soon as she hit the crib
  1st thing she did was drop her drawls
  and yea she very pretty, met her at magic city
  [Chorus]
  I said I like the way she take it down low
  she put her hands on her knees and grind slow
  she say she workin but she get off 'round 4
  I let her hit the weed, baby let yo mind go
  [Chorus - Tyga]
  down low down low
  I like it when she take it down low, down low
  real stripper only do it down low, down low
  baby take it off down low, down low

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  Drunk Sexshow lyrics

  Drunk Sex

  [Verse 1:]
  She ice cream tasty so I start caking
  Tryna pull her all nite I wonder can she make it
  Aaahhhu
  Then she start shaken (drunk sex)
  Now we butt naked
  Eat it up sweat it up eat it like bacon
  I'm so drunk girl I'm a go crazy
  Put it n ya mouth n I jus might taste it
  But thatz if u slay me
  U can fuck me I can fuck u
  U can get drunk ican get drunk 2
  When I get drunk ain't nothing I won't do
  We can fuck rite now shawty watchu gone dooo
  She said smack my ass then pull my hair
  And we can fuck like everywhere
  I can fuck her then her then her then u rite now shawty watchu wanna dooo
  U can fuck me I can fuck ya'll
  Roof roof yeah bit bitch I'm a dog
  Say u suck dick n u suck ballz
  Hell yeah baby girl I want it allll
  [Hook:]
  Drunk sexxxx dat wat I luvvv
  Drunk sexxxx make me wanna fuck in da clubbb
  [x4:]
  U can fuck me I can fuck u
  U can get drunk I can get drunk to
  [Verse 2:]
  Fine bitches fine wine
  Bad bitches on time
  Hit her with dat closed line
  Now I'm drunk as a fuck bout to get in this hoe spine
  (Let's go) but no b4 I go down
  Down ohw I luv dat o sooound
  (Ohh)then I lay her body down
  Then she scream awww itS INNNNN
  [Hook:]
  Drunk sexxxx dat wat I luvvv
  Drunk sexxxx make me wanna fuck in da clubbb
  [x4:]
  U can fuck me I can fuck u
  U can get drunk I can get drunk to
  [Verse 3:]
  Well I took her to da bar to have a drink but we had plenty (alot)
  N plus she had to buy because ali is only 20
  But it's cool tho
  She's a cool hoe
  After this maybe we can jump up in my pool tho
  We can skinny dip
  Fuck on the diving board
  Fuck on the lounging chairs
  Fuckn everywhere
  N u can tell that I was drunk because I ate it
  And I got real over rate
  But only when I'm having...
  [Hook:]
  Drunk sexxxx dat wat I luvvv
  Drunk sexxxx make me wanna fuck in da clubbb
  [x4:]
  U can fuck me I can fuck u

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  Have Her Singing Like

  [Ali:]
  I wanna know what really turns you onnn.
  And I wanna know if I can be the oneee.
  She never tells me no, just hit it and I go, even tho I met lil shawty like 3 months ago.
  Whenever I'm in town, she always comes around.
  She say Ali I need you so just come and beat it down.
  [Chorus:]
  She say she wanna see me but know she gotta man (Come onnn) she say he put it down but he can't do it like I can. (Yea yeaaa) so I'm a put it down we gon go for 12 rounds. (Come on come on come onnn)She say she wanna do it everytime I come in town. (Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh)
  Oooh Ah Ooohh (I got her screamin like) Oooh Ah Ooohh (I got her soundin like) Oooh Ah Ooohh (Everytime I put it down) Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh
  [Strap:]
  I got hoes for days. These hoes know the game. Border from border It's Ayana in Savanna and then my [? ] is scheduled when I'm down in Alabama. Monday it's Morgan, Tuesday it's Tiffany, Wednesday I'm wasted at the W with Whitney.Oh Oh Owww makin love all in her mouthhh.Shawty say she loves to go downnn.She's the type to never spit it outtt. You nasty Ok cool (ok cool), let do it (let do it). I'm a lay back and relax and you put on some music.
  [Chorus:]
  She say she wanna see me but know she gotta man (Come onnn) she say he put it down but he can't do it like I can. (Yea yeaaa) so I'm a put it down we gon go for 12 rounds. (Come on come on come onnn)She say she wanna do it everytime I come in town. (Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahhh)
  Oooh Ah Ooohh (I got her screamin like) Oooh Ah Ooohh (I got her soundin like) Oooh Ah Ooohh (Everytime I put it down) Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh
  [Quez:]
  III will never ever fall in loveee (Oh Ohh) Why do fools fall in love (Oh Ohh) I will never ever fall in love she hit me up but she ain't really lookin for no love. Whenever I'm in town, I'm chillin at her house, her man is not around, so I made her say her vowels, A, E, I, O, U baby how are you girl I'm with my team so just let us slide through. She saiddd her man ain't doin it right so sheee called me up say what you doin tonite I say you you and girl I'm [? ] my tool because I'm with Roscoe, Ali, and Strap the fool fool.
  [Chorus:]
  She say she wanna see me but know she gotta man (Come onnn) she say he put it down but he can't do it like I can. (Yea yeaaa) so I'm a put it down we gon go for 12 rounds. (Come on come on come onnn)She say she wanna do it everytime I come in town. (Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahhh)
  Oooh Ah Ooohh (I got her screamin like) Oooh Ah Ooohh (I got her soundin like) Oooh Ah Ooohh (Everytime I put it down) Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh
  [Roscoe Dash:]
  Hello, shawty how you doin, damn girl you bad like you starrin in a movie matter fact, scratch that, we should make a movie, and now she backflip goin ham in the jacuzziiii, oohhweeeeee yea she love the way I do it while I'm pullin on her hair, we started on the stairs, did it everywhere I'm like you gotta man she like who the fuck cares so I'm like ok cool she wetter than the pool we did the Karma sutra and she breakin all the rules she go up down up down legs up touchdown she say she wanna do it everytime I make a touchdownnn.
  [Chorus:]
  She say she wanna see me but know she gotta man (Come onnn) she say he put it down but he can't do it like I can. (Yea yeaaa) so I'm a put it down we gon go for 12 rounds. (Come on come on come onnn)She say she wanna do it everytime I come in town. (Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahhh)
  Oooh Ah Ooohh (I got her screamin like) Oooh Ah Ooohh (I got her soundin like) Oooh Ah Ooohh (Everytime I put it down) Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh

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  Heartbreakershow lyrics

  Heartbreaker

  (Cause I'm a heart breaker)
  [Strapp:]
  I just wanna fuhk a couple times but she want more than that
  She wanna be a couple all exclusive I'm ignoring that
  I'm on my exploring shit, she see me on the inter net
  Plus on tv all of dis success she gets no benefits
  Callin me like back to back, baby girl was up with dat
  Got damn you fine before I signed you wasn't even try'n to give me that cat
  Now shit done changed you feelin strapp
  Hold up boo I'm not doe,
  Cheese if you want to but dis dick is nachos (not yours)
  Tryna cuff me up tryna cake up
  Got mah sheets fuhked up from ha make up
  You cool but shorty ion need all that
  Relax it don't gotta be all that
  What we do behind closed doors keep it like that
  She text me "I miss you" but I ain't write back
  [Chorus:]
  Cause I'm a heart breaker!
  Txt me ion txt you back
  You like boo what's up with that
  You miss me ion miss you back
  Cause I'm a heart breaker!
  This here is a one night thing
  And I ain't lookin for no rings
  And I don't mean to play no games
  With your heart heart heart don't mean to break your heart baby
  But I'm a heart breaker, dis here is a one night thing
  And I ain't lookin for no ring, and I don't mean to play no games
  [Quez:]
  I'm in the club like Saturday girl what yo name is?
  Ooh you lookin good well is you famous?
  Well I'm "quezy yo da heart breaker"
  All my pillows white so take off your make up (and do it awh)
  I'm a lay you down I hope you do yo part
  Please don't put your love in my hand I'm might drop your heart
  And when all the feelings surface
  You see it wasn't working
  In fact baby girl I'll drop your heart on purpose
  [Chorus:]
  Cause I'm a heart breaker!
  Txt me ion txt you back
  You like boo what's up with that
  You miss me ion miss you back
  Cause I'm a heart breaker!
  This here is a one night thing
  And I ain't lookin for no rings
  And I don't mean to play no games
  With your heart heart heart don't mean to break your heart baby
  But I'm a heart breaker, dis here is a one night thing
  And I ain't lookin for no ring, and I don't mean to play no games
  [Ali:]
  I love you girl, but I ain't your lover
  We fuhkin girl but we gotta use a rubber
  Can't spend the night cause I ain't tryna cuddle
  And she can't find another nigga like me
  So she sprung sprung sprung, yeah
  She can't leave me alone, yeah!
  It's like I shot her down, rite in the heart
  I broke it down and split her feelings apart (hey)
  [Chorus:]
  Cause I'm a heart breaker!
  Txt me ion txt you back
  You like boo what's up with that
  You miss me ion miss you back
  Cause I'm a heart breaker!
  This here is a one night thing
  And I ain't lookin for no rings
  And I don't mean to play no games
  With your heart heart heart don't mean to break your heart baby
  But I'm a heart breaker, dis here is a one night thing

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  GET NAKED

  {Verse1}
  Lay ya body down just so i can touch ya im hopinq ya ready bkusz i dnt wnna rush ya an just tew set tha mood i put on a little usher an now we tradinq places an wrestinq under coversz 10 tew 15 im ready tew blast off while we plyinq under coversz im takinq her pantsz off lyk mannnn an now she wnt meh tew b her man then i said nan an she brouqht meh another friend!
  {CHROUS}
  [i told her] qet naked take ya clothesz off wipe off ya lip qlossz ya bodi so soft[she naked] i love tha way she move it an we should mak a movie[a movie]while yu standinq here naked[ooh yeaah][ooh yeaah]she naked[ooh yeaah][ooh yeaah][yeaah] !
  {Verse2}
  here qurl kum qet thisz dicky...umm uum qud...she said strap yu finqer lickn
  listenn shawtyy kn i tel yu sumthn itsz yu tht i b wntinq...i lovee yo bodi structure it qot meh super sprunq an i bet wen yu butt naked tht thanqq i qo stupid dumbb where yu qet tht assz 4rm she said 4rm mii momma letsz take off ya pajamasz let meh watch ya cook lasqna uhhhh...an qurl yu knw ya badd flippa 4 ya assz i qive yu summ yu neva had letsz plyy adam n eve im messinq uhp ya weave here hav sum mo drank...sit bakk n let meh roll tha weed!
  {Chrous}
  [i told her] qet naked take ya clothesz off wipe off ya lip qlossz ya bodi so soft[she naked] i love tha way she move it an we should mak a movie[a movie]while yu standinq here naked[ooh yeaah][ooh yeaah]she naked[ooh yeaah][ooh yeaah][yeaah] !
  {Verse3}
  Tak ya pantsz off[keep qoin]tak yo pantiesz off[keep qoin]
  tak yo socksz off[keep qoin]fck it tak it all off i hope it aint
  ahhh issue i aint qo kissz yu bt i miqht lick yu 4rm yo neck tew ya anklesz qurl im nastyy i miqht spank yu
  i aint kum here tew tease yu qurl i kame here tew please yu qurl[an im touchinq,an we rubbinq,an we freakinq,an we vibinq,an she lyk it] we aint kissinq we aint hunchinq...we fckinq! ohhhhhhhhhhh!
  {Chrous}

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  Go Shorty Go

  (chorus)
  i was walking through the crowd and i see her with her team i tap her on the shoulder and say girl i like your jeans
  i told her,go shorty shorty go, shorty shorty go!
  ahh goooooo, go shorty shorty go, shorty shorty go
  she was dancing like a stripper so i had to throw some ones
  she winked her eye at me and said its time to have some fun
  i told her,go shorty shorty go, shorty shorty go!
  ahh goooooo, go shorty shorty go, shorty shorty go
  (verse 1)
  hopped off the stage
  walked through the crowd
  drunker than a white boy
  blowin on that loud
  shorty said something
  but the music was too loud
  i told her come here
  girl get out this crowd
  and uhh
  bring your team
  come fu*k with my team
  tell the waitress 4 bottles of goose and 30 wings
  and now she all up on me wisperin these dirty things
  want me to make her sing
  just like da birdy sings, la la la la
  lip ring tongue ring, girl you a freak
  wink a eye at me and said bring quez and e
  TRAVYYYY
  ok cool shawty we gon party round three
  and now i got ha whole team screamin, TRAVYYYYY!
  (chorus)
  i was walking through the crowd and i see her with her team i tap her on the shoulder and say girl i like your jeans
  i told her,go shorty shorty go, shorty shorty go!
  ahh goooooo, go shorty shorty go, shorty shorty go
  she was dancing like a stripper so i had to throw some ones
  she winked her eye at me and said its time to have some fun
  i told her,go shorty shorty go, shorty shorty go!
  ahh goooooo, go shorty shorty go, shorty shorty go
  (verse 2)
  wassup, wassup, girl wat u gon do to me
  tell your friends we got bottles so call me in V.I.P.
  i told her that i want her and i asked her "can i have her?"
  booty lokin good i hope you dont mind if i grab ya
  cuz i came just ta
  have fun and a
  i took her home and i smashed her up then im done with her
  cause this happens every night, oooooo wohaa yahhh!
  (chorus)
  i was walking through the crowd and i see her with her team i tap her on the shoulder and say girl i like your jeans
  i told her,go shorty shorty go, shorty shorty go!
  ahh goooooo, go shorty shorty go, shorty shorty go
  she was dancing like a stripper so i had to throw some ones
  she winked her eye at me and said its time to have some fun
  i told her,go shorty shorty go, shorty shorty go!
  ahh goooooo, go shorty shorty go, shorty shorty go
  (verse 3)
  go shorty shorty go shorty shorty goooo
  i know i seen you shorty shorty in this club before
  i was walkin round the club cause i aint have nuthin to dooo
  i tapped her on the shoulder and said girl i like them trues
  she was dancin like she worked at magic city
  said her name was tasha and her home-girl name was brittany
  man started callin you know we got 40s
  so i told her go
  man i was for encouragement!
  i told ha go go!
  (chorus)
  i was walking through the crowd and i see her with her team i tap her on the shoulder and say girl i like your jeans
  i told her,go shorty shorty go, shorty shorty go!
  ahh goooooo, go shorty shorty go, shorty shorty go
  she was dancing like a stripper so i had to throw some ones
  she winked her eye at me and said its time to have some fun
  i told her,go shorty shorty go, shorty shorty go!
  ahh goooooo, go shorty shorty go, shorty shorty go

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  Dem Girls (ft. Big Sean)

  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls yea naked cross da world
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this, play this, play this, play this
  Verse 1:
  Okay now do it
  Do it wit no hands
  Do it how you do it when you do it wit yo fans (go ham)
  You got me bout to lose it
  Claimin you da best well you might have to show improvment
  Okay how did you manage to clap it back then land it and keep yo balance
  Havent seen that around da atlas
  Let me add you to my email atlas
  You got my mind in da gutter kush got it in da attic
  Its just b-i-g and travis
  Head so big that shit is jerrassic
  Do not stop with them shots (gimme)
  Ciroc Vodka if not (henny)
  Quit talkin im off it, im off it retard (timmy)
  Oooh show em you aint scared
  Now play this, play this, play this, could you play this for dem girls around da world
  Chorus:
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls yea naked cross da world
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this, play this, play this, play this
  Now when they hollerin
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  Now when they screamin in da club
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  Girls wanna have fun
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  So imma give her what she want
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  Verse 2:
  Okay do it, do it do it baby stick it
  I told her that i want her, she told me come and get it
  Her friend is sayin no but i know she really with it
  And now she shakin fast so i wrote that girl a ticket
  (Uh) Big ol booty gotta bring that back
  She dont know how to motherfuckin act
  When she hit that pole she work that pole
  She wet pussy oh she aint goin back
  So play this for dem ladies
  And i bet they go crazy
  Its just b-i-g and travey travey
  I meant travis travis travis travis
  Chorus:
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls yea naked cross da world
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this, play this, play this, play this
  Now when they hollerin
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  Now when they screamin in da club
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  Girls wanna have fun
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  So imma give her what she want
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  Verse 3:
  Okay now pop that pussy baby
  Pop that pussy baby
  Pop pop that pussy baby
  Hit that kush and then go crazy
  Dance like you dance when you in da mirror
  Lookin at yourself playin wit yo tounge ring yea im feelin ya
  Pullin on my Louis belt and my colla up
  Keep dancin like you dancin and imma keep throwin these dollars up
  Shake a lil somethin for me and my clique
  We gone get, get, get it (get it)
  Stop throwin those ones (ones)
  Now we throwin fiftys (fiftys)
  Verse 4:
  Im im, im nation wide when it come to these hoes
  I got bitches cross da states in different area codes
  (Uh) Im international when it come to these girls
  I got bitches over seas and hoes all over da world
  (Uh) This is for them girls, them mixed girls
  This is for them girls all across da world
  Yo this is for them girls, for them mixed girls
  So play this for them girls all across da world
  Chorus:
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls yea naked cross da world
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this for dem girls
  Play this, play this, play this, play this
  Now when they hollerin
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  Now when they screamin in da club
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  Girls wanna have fun
  (Do it, do it) Do it baby, stick it baby
  So imma give her what she want

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  Dogginshow lyrics

  Doggin

  Strap:
  You the type to kiss ha on the lips and do that lame shit,Im the type to fuck ha hop up get back to my main bitch.Them niggas say they junkin okay my goons on that same shit,all they know is six words fuck it bust it brain quick.Menace to society yeah they on that Kane shit,R-E-S-P-E-C-T MY my mothafucking name bitch.G-L-O-C-K wit me and thats just who i came wit.Motha fuck security we be blowing stanky.Tryna get some hoes to the house and start a train bitch.My car suited up,yours some plain jane shit.Hop in the dooly truck now im driving crazy,passenger 5'3 ass is amazing.Eyes kinda asian cuz both of us been blazin.Told ha put ha face down just so she can taste it.I came and then she spit it out,she said on special occasions .What the hell you talkin bout you must dont know my name bitch!!!

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  Lil' Secretshow lyrics

  Lil' Secret

  A you my lil' secret
  That's how we gone keep it
  Say you got a man
  That's how we gone keep it
  Stop
  Don't do that out in public
  You my lil' secret
  Nobody know we fuckin'
  [Repeat]
  A you my lil' secret
  That's how we gone keep it
  I got my baby at home
  That's how we gone keep it
  You know we be sneekin'
  Don't do that in public
  I throw you them deuces
  Cause you know ain't no huggin'
  And you just keep a distance
  Cause my b**** be trippin'
  Girl know how I do ya
  I just beat ya then I dip
  And you my lil' shawty
  So you need to chill
  Not even conversation
  Shawty you know how that is
  A you my lil' secret
  That's how we gone keep it
  Say you got a man
  That's how we gone keep it
  Stop
  Don't do that out in public
  You my lil' secret
  Nobody know we fuckin'
  [Repeat]
  Real talk a
  She my lil' secret
  No keepin'
  Hey we be sneakin'
  When we be weepin'
  Don't you tell nobody
  They don't know a damn thang
  Shawty you my outside lady
  My second strang
  So in public
  No touchin'
  And naw I ain't yo man
  Can't be tryna cut me
  Shit I know
  B**** I give yo a** goosebumps
  But what goes stay behind
  Know when we do somethin'
  A you my lil' secret
  That's how we gone keep it
  Say you got a man
  That's how we gone keep it
  Stop
  Don't do that out in public
  You my lil' secret
  Nobody know we fuckin'
  [Repeat]
  Why you runnin' up to me
  Huggin' and kissin' me shawty
  Can't you see we in public
  I know you missin' me shawty
  Later on we gone chill
  We gone be all alone
  At yo crib later
  That's the type of shit that I'm on
  But I'm tellin' you shawty
  You betta not tell nobody
  And if you do
  It ain't no mo of dis
  Surprisin' ya shawty
  Cause you cool, laid back,
  A nice lil' swag
  You know you my lil secret
  So don't tell nobody
  A you my lil' secret
  That's how we gone keep it
  Say you got a man
  That's how we gone keep it
  Stop
  Don't do that out in public
  You my lil' secret
  Nobody know we fuckin'
  [Repeat]
  My lil' secret got a man at home
  She say he's a nice guy
  But he layin' it wrong
  What else I'm supposed to say in this song
  And I can beat you with yo panties on
  No bullshittin'
  If my main girl around
  Then that sucks for you
  Don't be a bugga boo
  When she leave then you her substitute
  I'm the right man to beat it
  But the wrong man to be with
  Because I got too many secrets
  A you my lil' secret
  That's how we gone keep it
  Say you got a man
  That's how we gone keep it
  Stop
  Don't do that out in public
  You my lil' secret
  Nobody know we fuckin'

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  Lemme Take You Outshow lyrics

  Lemme Take You Out

  [Verse 1: Bryan J.]
  I Pull Up in My Whip
  See This Lil Shawty
  Roll Down My Window Jus so I Can Talk To That Girl
  O That Girl O That Girl O That Girl Oh That Girl
  Her Body Was A Heater
  She Said She A Libra
  She Had dem Tig Ole Bitties
  Hotter Then Her Beater
  She Got Some Leggins On
  Sum Shades Like A Diva
  And On Top Of That She Hopped Out Her Own 2 Seater
  Damn Oh Damn If I get This Girl I Kno I'll Be The Man
  Like Damn Oh Damn Let Me Get Your Number So I Can Call You
  [Hook: Travis Porter]
  Let Me Take You Out
  (Yeah Let Me Take You Out) Baby Girl Youz A Cutie
  (Baby Girl Youz A Cutie)
  Baby Let Me Take You Out
  (Yeah Let Me Take You Out)
  To A Dinner & A Movie
  (Ayee Ayee)
  We Ain't Gotta Go Home
  (We Ain't Gotta Go Home)
  Dis Ain't All About Your Booty
  (It Ain't All About Your Booty)
  Baby Let Me Take You Out
  Baby Let Me Take You Out
  Baby Let Me Take You Out
  Baby Let Me Take You Out
  Baby Let Me Take You Out
  [Verse 2: Bryan J.]
  When The Clock Strikes 9
  Cum On OutSide
  I'm a Pick U Up
  I'm a Pick U Up
  We Gone Have A Good Time
  I'm a Charm Your Azz Girl
  Untill You Get Enough
  Untill You Get Enough
  Don't Stop Till U Get Enough
  Strokin Her Back With my Hand In Her Hair
  Ohh She Lookin For Trouble She can Find It Rite Hear
  Touchy Feely On the Highway
  Headed Back To My Place
  Now We In The Driveway
  Now She Walkin In & I'm Like Damn
  Oh Damn If I get This girl I Kno I'll Be The Mean
  Like Damn Oh Damn & When the Nights Over We Can do it Again
  [Hook]
  [Verse 3: Travis Porter]
  [Quez:]
  Pull Up Blue Thang
  Two Door Coupe Thang
  Lil Black dress I'm Like damn who This Cute Thang
  Oh That Girl (Which One) Oh That Girl (Which One)
  Oh That Girl Oh You Talkin About That Girl
  [Ali:]
  Now See Quez Want that Girl
  But I Think Want Her Friend
  They Look So Much Alike
  Quez I think that They Are Twinz (They Are)
  So Baby Let's Hook Up
  My driver Will Pick you Up
  I ain't Tryna Take You Home
  I'm Tryna Do Sumthing Nice
  [Strap:]
  Take You Out To Lunch Five Star Diner
  Pedicure, Medicure, Everthing Designer,
  And I Kno Wat You Use To But Let me take you Out
  Or You and Your Friends & Me And My Friends
  Can Come back To My House

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  Keep Ya Head Upshow lyrics

  Keep Ya Head Up

  [Strap:]
  Think first,
  Hit the kush, take a drink first,
  Now my problems seem worse,
  Reminisce about my granddaddy in a Hearse,
  Man it hurts
  Dedication, determination, it all pays off,
  You just gotta have patience,
  And I'm a hot rapper,
  That's irrelevant,
  Time is a evasive when,
  Two girls pregnant,
  And I'm under a lot of pressure, and,
  And I don't know what to do,
  Momma told me, boy just be you,
  And she said, handle your business, be a man,
  I'm going through some shit mamma and I don't understand,
  Why me? I used to think this couldn't be,
  Thought that only happened on TV,
  Now this shit is 3-D,
  But you gotta keep your head up,
  Stay down to the ground, cause that's where you came from."
  [Bryan J:]
  "At times, shit can get a little crazy, (a lil crazy),
  But you gotta keep your head up,
  Just know that you're gonna make it (you're gon make it),
  Even when you're fed up,
  You just gotta keep your head up, (keep your head up),
  You just gotta keep your head up, (keep your head up)."
  [Quez:]
  "Just a couple weeks ago they locked up my little homie,
  Used to laugh at a girl who try to act like she don't know me,
  Since middle school, we was born ready,
  Had chicks in school going faster than Tom Petty,
  Or Jeff Gordon,
  We used to leave the schoolyard cause it was borin,
  Smoke a blunt and come right back,
  See I was fallin man, I had to get back on track,
  But he wasn't with it,
  He was trying to get it,
  Selling nicks and dimes,
  Now he ain't even with it,
  He found a faster way to get it,
  Had a little 380 with him,
  And I ain't seen my nigga since, man, damn."
  [Bryan J:]
  "At times, shit can get a little crazy, (a lil crazy),
  But you gotta keep your head up,
  Just know that you're gonna make it (you're gon make it),
  Even when you're fed up,
  You just gotta keep your head up, (keep your head up),
  You just gotta keep your head up, (keep your head up)."
  [Ali:]
  "Being famous was just a dream,
  Everybody had my back that's what it seemed,
  Making beats was my thing,
  Then I started listening to Pop,
  It had a nigga think that he can sing,
  Now I'm laughing at this shit,
  I'm all famous and shit,
  I wish my pops could see this shit,
  It's gonna happen one day,
  I'm straight right now, cause I know."
  [Bryan J:]
  "At times, shit can get a little crazy, (a lil crazy),
  But you gotta keep your head up,
  Just know that you're gonna make it (you're gon make it),
  Even when you're fed up,
  You just gotta keep your head up, (keep your head up),

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  It Ain't My Faultshow lyrics

  It Ain't My Fault

  It ain't my fault, Yeah
  My feeling yea
  We don't think with my pocket
  Riding around in my busy lizy
  Fucking holes in my ride
  Know she wanna get it
  Said it, time is all on my wrist
  Know them hoe, big jacket
  Pulling out my wallet
  It's Christmas girl, she'll stock it
  No I keep that bank
  You with me girl, you shoppin'
  Louie on my waist,
  Louie in my closet
  JumW on it, why you girl keep calling
  Six o clock in the morning
  She coming over like good morning
  And I'm yawning
  But it ain't my fault
  Better check your hole
  And it ain't my fault, nigga better stack your dough
  It ain't my fault, nigga I'm doing my thing
  It ain't my fault, put diamonds in my chain, in my ring
  It ain't my fault I look like a star
  It ain't my fault I drive I fancy car
  It ain't my fault I buy expensive clothes
  It ain't fault that's just the way it goes
  I rock ice in where I go
  Vrivate flights to West coast
  I'm feeling right, blowing on the bitch mode
  It ain't my fault that's just the way it goes
  I ain't right blowing on the bitch mode
  Your full week landing on the west coast
  Yeah riding on my Reese
  Beggar I'm a superstar
  Time is a bitch, you should blind it buy the fancy car
  Give her ass the dick
  All really wonder bra
  Add her to my entourage
  Let her hush her pain and all
  Take a cup of flicks
  Fuck it I might buy the bar
  Tonight she my bitch,
  But best believe I'm gon' more
  I know it's for the early day
  The life I live can't change it though
  Status that you know I roll
  It ain't my fault I'm ballin
  Ain't my fault I bought that how
  Ain't my fault I do my thing
  Ain't my fault you hating me
  It ain't my fault I look like a star
  It ain't my fault I drive I fancy car
  It ain't my fault I buy expensive clothes
  It ain't fault that's just the way it goes
  I rock ice in where I go
  Private flights to West coast
  I'm feeling right, blowing on the bitch mode
  It ain't my fault that's just the way it goes
  Chillin' me sipWy
  Swerving it whippy
  Your bitch acting crazy
  Then I'm gon' give her a whipping
  I'm big dick pimpy
  The waitress I'm tipping
  The bottles keep popping
  And The strippers keep stripping
  Ok on Miami living
  Rappers so funny, they keep catching phillies
  I'll pay my top bet chilling
  Hollynet women
  Catch me on South beach, big money spending
  Ok I got your attention
  So sit back and listen
  I'm your baby momma's favorite
  Did I forget to mention
  See these diamonds on my wrist
  That only means that we winnin'
  I'm throwing money in the cock cause nigga I got Wlenty
  It ain't my fault I look like a star
  It ain't my fault I drive I fancy car
  It ain't my fault I buy expensive clothes
  It ain't fault that's just the way it goes
  I rock ice in where I go
  Private flights to West coast
  I'm feeling right, blowing on the bitch mode

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  Ima Make It Rain Bitch

  You wanna see some ass
  I wanna see sum cash
  Keep dem dollars comin
  And das gonna make me dance
  And das gonna make me dance
  And das gonna make me dance
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  [Quez:]
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make I rain
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  [Ali:]
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  I'm throw sum 20's ain't got no mutha fuckin change
  bitch
  Do you want dis money(yeah) den she keep on hollen
  (yeah)
  Den she said she wanna go
  And where's da after party
  At my fuckin house hoe
  Put it in yo mouth hoe
  I'm make it rain call me "mr. dark cloud" hoe
  We so fuckin wild son
  Das my fuckin style hoe
  Den I bend her over and say was up with dat tut
  You wanna see some ass
  I wanna see sum cash
  Keep dem dollars comin
  And das gonna make me dance
  And das gonna make me dance
  And das gonna make me dance
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  Makeit rain trick make it make it rain trick
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  [Quez:]
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  [Strap:]
  Rain rain das what da hoes be screamin
  Blang blang das when my diamonds be gleaming
  Cam in dis thang thrown cash like a pass
  Den I pop me some champagne soaked her ass got damn
  Make it make it rain trick
  Money ain't a thang bitch
  Go on shake dat ass ain't no shame in yo game bitch
  Took me to da crib and knocked yo pussy out da frame
  bitch
  I'm make it rain bitch, what dat shit you sayin bitch
  You wanna see some ass
  I wanna see sum cash
  Keep dem dollars comin
  And das gonna make me dance
  And das gonna make me dance
  And das gonna make me dance
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  Make it rain trick make it make it rain trick
  [Quez:]
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  I'm make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain
  You wanna see some ass
  [Strap:] yeah... why you playin gul
  I wanna see some cash
  [Strap:] so what chu sayin gul
  Shawty said nigga you broke... hold up
  Broke niggaz make me sick... throw up
  Broke bitches talk to much... bitch shut up
  Twenty-five hundred in ones
  In finna wet her up
  Make it make it rain bitch
  I'm make it rain... yeahh
  You just do yo thang bitch
  You just do yo thang... yeahh
  I'm single with alot of pringles
  I just wanna mingle get em at a ego bitch
  Shawty talk shit cause she know dat she the shit
  Thank she 'd be singin dis
  Make it rain trick
  [Strap:]I'm I'm make it rain bitch
  Make it rain trick
  [Strap:]I'm I'm make it rain bitch
  Make it rain trick
  [Strap:]I'm I'm make it rain bitch
  Make it rain trick

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  I'm A Differentershow lyrics

  I'm A Differenter

  Is it the way I dress my self
  Is it the way I brush my hair
  Is it the way I do my dance
  IS it the way I carry myself
  I'm a differenter er er er [x2]
  You can be a differenter er er er [x2]
  Flow super different
  My Clothes super different
  My hoes super different then yours
  Shows forward killing on the road
  Forward living strap a fool mr. differenter
  Er er might sound like a blur
  But I'm so fucking different had to add er to my word
  Swimming with the fishes
  Flying with the fishes
  I know this shits so crazy
  We so mutha fucking different
  Is it the way I dress my self
  Is it the way I brush my hair
  Is it the way I do my dance
  IS it the way I carry myself
  Wake up in the mourning
  No noon
  Cause I was tired then a bicth
  I ain't go to sleep til six
  But I was drunker then mul last nigh and I feel sick
  I brush my teeth and wash my face
  What I gone brush my hair
  White boy black boy life style
  I don't really care
  I hit the club with some skinnys and some flip flops
  I lolli-gag on the beat no 5467
  [Chorus]

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  I Remember

  [Strap:]
  Devil always follow yo shadow, prayin to the Lord you make it through the battle
  Snakes in the grass trynna bite you in the asshole, trynna be sneaky but man I heard the rattle
  Close the door lett'n the flies in the house, always keep it real never lie from ya mouth
  Please don't sleep with them pies in ya house, cause them trap boys come and leave ya tied to the couch.
  I remember ridin round with pops seein not yo's, pulling round decatuer in a all black tahoe.
  Mama told me be a soldier, don't take what not yo's
  Daddy tried to show me but he got locked up when I was 4, then I turned back to hell, start cutt'n the fool at school.
  When I turned 15 got locked up my first to, gwinnet county, damn I'm fucked up what I'm a do, mama like damn boy what I'm a do with you.
  I remember...
  [Quez:]
  The days when I used to rock the skint fade, always stayed with a pair of mj's(spiffy)
  Dad always spoiled us, mama told him don't do it cause he can't get everythang for us
  To cool for elementary, evidentally, that's why they retained his ass
  Asking questions like Rico why yo child so badd and why everytime he lie he change his story so fast(fast)
  First sophmore year in high school, write my name on the wall like it's my school
  Dad gone so you know I turned straight to them street, got shot one time frozed up for weeks.
  Never went to church just to hear the preacher preach
  Gotta change my life around cause you know that wasn't me, gotta baby on the way now you know that could'ntbe.
  That's a black man life man you know that wouldn't be, QUEZ
  [Ali:]
  I remember them times when my mama ain't have no money, she was hustlin hard just to fill up my little tummy
  I was just in middle school acting a little dummy, trynna be cool doing no work, messing with hunnies(dem girls)
  But ian no other wise 'til my mama beat me on my back side.
  She'll say no tv and no outside, no talkin on the phone 'til you calm down.
  Now I'm thankin, I'm bout to give up, nawl I'm a go head and do this work and get my grades up
  Why blame it on my mama she who raised us, and deep inside I know she'll never betyray us(foreal)
  So do what you got to do today in order to do what you wanna do tomorow

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  Hotelshow lyrics

  Hotel

  [Chorus:]
  Met shorty gave her the key to the hotel (here) I'm headin downtown you can meet at the twelve (leh go) bring yo whole team cause all ya'll was fine as hell now they drunk as fuck screamin yea yea yeeeeaaaaa traveeyyyyyyyy yeaaaaaaaaa traveyyyyyyy yeaaaaaaaaa traveeeeyyy yeeeeaaaaa traveeyyyyyyyy
  [Verse 1: Strap]
  I know this lil freak (freak) in east atlanta (lanta) say her name anna (anna) she can swallow a banana (nana) I got kicked out dha twelve (why?) now I'm at the double tree I got a lot of hoes (but wat?) but you should come and fuck with me (come on) got her singin like alicia (laaaa) while she eatin kiesha (ewww) all my hoes nasty like gum up under the bleachers I brought one two three four five six SEVEN hoes quez got two lee got two now we got elven hoes we send dem in we send dem out we don't love em hear me out say she want a relationship dats the kind of shit dat trip me out (haha) travey travey say it LOUDER travey travey say it PROUDER travey travey travey traveyyyyyy everywhere they talkin bout
  [Chorus:]
  Met shorty gave her the key to the hotel (here) I'm headin downtown you can meet at the twelve (lehh go) bring yo whole team cause all ya'll was fine as hell now they drunk as fuck screamin yea yea yeeeeaaaaa traveeyyyyyyyy yeaaaaaaaaa traveyyyyyyy yeaaaaaaaaa traveeeeyyy yeeeeaaaaa traveeyyyyyyyy
  [Verse 2: Ali]
  Umm! why yo girlfriend is so into me I juss want to fuck her but she tryin to be some friend to me "ali are you at the hotel"? BITCH I'm fin to be your a groupie your not a person wat you pretend to be suck suck suck if you bite then it's a penalty assassinate the pussy john f. kennedy and after I do that you know I pass her to my mini mi and then she hit me with that question are you gone remember me? NOOOOOOOOOO so keep it movin shawty fine as hell I mean shawty knew how to do me and shawty head was great I mean she suck me like she knew me but no I will not remember cause shawty juss a groupieee
  [Chorus:]
  Met shorty gave her the key to the hotel (here) I'm headin downtown you can meet at the twelve (lehh go) bring yo whole team cause all ya'll was fine as hell now they drunk as fuck screamin yea yea yeeeeaaaaa traveeyyyyyyyy yeaaaaaaaaa traveyyyyyyy yeaaaaaaaaa traveeeeyyy yeeeeaaaaa traveeyyyyyyyy
  [Verse 3: Quez]
  I met a girl named kimberly she sweet as a tahitian treat gotta hotel room over on west peachstreet street I really wanna fuck her but this girl she keep on teasin me here my hotel key babygirl it's three with me lil strap and lil ali with me can't forget zone 3 with me man I think she like me cuss she say she wanna be with me and den I said I like too dese bitches be believing me but kimberly she got a man but she juss wanna sleep with me OKAY now got her runnin and we fuckin at the double tree said she had enough but she wish dat it was double me shorty kind of old so I guess she was like double three it don't really matta cuss she really wanna fuck with me let's qoo
  [Chorus:]

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  Hoes At My Doorshow lyrics

  Hoes At My Door

  She kicked it off with some real quick head.
  Last week I fucked the hoe, and now the bitch scared.
  Bang, bang, skeet, skeet then the bitch fled.
  Next hoe walked in the door, and that's when I said.
  If yeen fuckin' him, yeen fuckin' me neither.
  And I know you a freak, seen you workin' at Pleasers.
  Heard all about you shawty, ain't your name Keisha?
  Smashed her ass for 15, and then I had to take a breather.
  Next hoe!
  Didn't I meet you on Flat Shoals?
  Shawty, I don't know me and my partner pass hoes.
  Straight smash hoes, then throw 'em in the gutta.
  Strap the fu fool, Mister Always Keep A Rubber
  That's meeeee... ...
  Why?
  Are?
  All these hoes at my door?
  My door?
  My door?
  My door?
  True player, I never been a caker.
  I-I get the number, fuck the bitch, and never date her.
  I-I got to share her, so I pass her to my neighbor.
  Go ham on the pussy, body slam her, Rick Flair!
  Get the pussy now, and get the pussy later.
  She shows up at my door, as if she delivers the paper.
  Duct tape her, get the camera then I tape her.
  The way that she be screamin' you would think a nigga raped herrrr... ...
  Why?
  Are?
  All these hoes at my door?
  My door?
  My door?
  My door?
  Knock, knock - I'm thinking should I answer.
  (Who it is?) Keisha, she a real nasty that's her.
  Let her in, she don't need ID.
  She came here, just to be by me.
  Need she want to do me, Strap, and Ali.
  Need she want to fuck me first, I'm like shid why me?
  'Cause I'm the slim, tall fellow.
  Who make everything all better.
  (Better?) Beat it down - rain, sleet, nigga all weather.
  (Damn!) And I think she like that, don't she? (She dooo)
  She wanna fuck everybody like me don't she? (She dooo)
  She's a groupie, a bonified hoochie.
  So I slid it right in her coochie. (Watch my jimmy!)
  Why?
  Are?
  All these hoes at my door?
  My door?
  My door?

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  Hell You Talmbout

  Hit da club jump tha whole line
  Hell you talmbout
  Fuck a quarter man we get da whole pound
  Hell you talmbout
  Said that I aint got it on me right now
  Hell you talmbout
  Fuck around tha whole hood hold me down
  Hell you talmbout
  Oh, oh, da hell you talmbout
  What da hell you talmbout
  Travis Porter hit tha limit zone 6 kickin it
  Got tha bad girls feelin it
  Travis Porter, Waka, Frenchie, man this shit ridiculous
  Drop that turnt up and got tha whole club feeling this
  Riverdale to East
  Atlanta man I know you sick of it
  O lets do it stayin on some pimpin shit
  Never know what Imma say tha way that I be flippin it
  Never got a hit, man, the way that I be pitching it
  Hit da club jump tha whole line
  Hell you talmbout
  Fuck a quarter man we get da whole pound
  Hell you talmbout
  Said that I aint got it on me right now
  Hell you talmbout
  Fuck around tha whole hood hold me down
  Hell you talmbout
  Oh, oh, da hell you talmbout
  What da hell you talmbout
  What tha hell you talking bout?
  I don't think you understand
  I got stacks on top of stacks my wallet is rubberbands
  F.R.E.N.C.H.I.E.
  I said in my last rhyme this is tha las time
  Bet a nigga try me
  Squad and Travis Porter lets get this game in order
  Still dunking with Waka Flame crusin in your daughter
  A hundred nigga at tha door but Imma jump tha line
  I aint got no time to wait
  PATIENCE COME WITH TIME
  I might dress this way but don't take it wrong
  What you think they call me Ali for
  I'll crack your dome
  Oh my god so don't come at wrong Travis and
  So Icey we like 5-0 strong
  Oh my god Oh my god
  So I suggest you not tha whole
  East Atlanta with me what tha you talmbout
  Gettin money, gettin money, all these niggas talk about
  I aint never flexed up in my song
  HELL YOU TALMBOUT
  Hit da club jump tha whole line
  Hell you talmbout
  Fuck a quarter man we get da whole pound
  Hell you talmbout
  Said that I aint got it on me right now
  Hell you talmbout
  Fuck around tha whole hood hold me down
  Hell you talmbout
  Oh, oh, da hell you talmbout
  What da hell you talmbout
  All tha way turn it up
  Drank forth, jumpin on the furniture
  Breakfast at tha waffle house 20 sausage biscuits
  Hold up excuse ma'am what come on a sausage biscuit
  Hold up freeze let me get my team
  Call my nigga
  Flocka tell him bring tha whole thing
  Now who tha hell you talmbout?
  Who tha hell are you?
  Say you got a pistol
  Who tha hell you gonna shoot?
  I love tha way they run their mouth
  My name is always their mouth
  I'll have them run up in your house
  If I was you I'd watch my mouth
  Guallos in my wallet
  I got guallos in my pocket
  I GOT M-O-N-E-Y
  Reppin Brick Squad till I die
  In tha club high yes I'm always fresh and fly
  Man I'm fly like bird, cuz I'm high like a plane
  It can be tha first of June I can bring May back
  Hell you talmbout have them goons runnin asap
  Hit da club jump tha whole line
  Hell you talmbout
  Fuck a quarter man we get da whole pound
  Hell you talmbout
  Said that I aint got it on me right now
  Hell you talmbout
  Fuck around tha whole hood hold me down
  Hell you talmbout
  Oh, oh, da hell you talmbout