| Lil Wayne Cannon Instrumental |
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lil wayne cannon instrumental
Lyrics:
Howdy Do mutha fuckas its weezy baby
niggas bitchin and i gotta take the cannon
listen close i got duct tape and rope
ill leave you missin like tha fuckin ol
balance
one hand on ma money, on hand on ma buddy
thas tha AK47 made his neighborhood love me
bullets like birds you can hear them bitches
hummin
dont let that bird shit, he got a weak
stomach
niggas kno im sick i dont spit i vomit
got it?
one egg short of the omelette
simon says, shoot a nigga in his thigh and
leg
then tell him catch up like mayonaisse
im the sickest nigga doin it
bet that baby
these other niggas kno im wet crack baby, yes
get back get back boy its a set back
clumsy ass niggas slip and fall into a death
trap
them boys pussy, born without a back bone
and if you strapped we can trade like the dow
jones
wet him up, i hope he got his towel on
i aim at the moon, and get ma howl on
some niggas cry wolf, im on that dry cush
and when it comes to that paper i stack books
you heard what i said
i can put you on your feet or put some money
on your head
life aint cheap
you're better off dead if you cant pay the
fee
shoutout ma nigga fee
see every muthafucka at the door dont get a
key
you outside lookin in, so tell me wut u see
its about money its bigger than me
i told ma homiess dont kill him bring tha
nigga to me, yes
dont miss, you fuckin wit the hitmen
kidnap a nigga make him feel like a kid again
[[[straight up, i aint got no conversation
for ya
nigga talk to the cannon
have a few words wit tha cannon
tell it to ma muthafuckin cannon]]]
from philly to where im landin ima cannon
and im on that philly fiya shit
then i come fully equipped
you try me get and shotti in the whip
if a nigga try to stick me ima blam him
single on them them the butters got the
greedy got the got the whole enchilada
Homie kno im inside of your house
tie up your brother
make the prick call up your mother she might
kno where to find you
i am on top of ma job
the heavyweight champ of the flow
its flow like the ocean; open water you
drownin
i will drown em and sink em heat em and leave
em stinkin
sharks surround em and eat em nice roll over
ya squad like im a punch card
you chumps you best guard your
i will take control of your soldiers
you wont listen til i toss em in the wok like
chicken
a yo
i make it hard for rap niggas im peer
pressure
matter fact im motivation to rap better
i show niggas how to act how to dress better
i stay fresh more fitted caps than bat
catchers
im the crack the smack the gun the rule the
gat the strap the gun the tool tha
muthafuckin
other words im the real for real
we can go check for check or bill for bill
we can go chick for chick or skill for skill
the deal is sealed
niggas aint real as will cuz ima cannon
and i handle well pedal like
and i got the 50 cal mag its a handheld
im tellin you niggas i pop put a shell in you
niggas
ma nice watch'll helen keller you niggas
i got whores in the cannon camcorder bendin
ova
blowin gam by the quarter weed nigga
yea yea detroit red gettin change like them
white folks
dump it out the window of the range wit the
right folk
pain like a bitch the first day of her cycle
you betta scurry when i pull the cannon
straps burn the streets like a truck through
the gas
i love head and caressin a vuluptous ass
i ask your baby momma is she up to the task
she like damn red its bigger than a cannon
ma attire makes tha ladies say your man is
too fly
imported oils from iran and
get caught slippin wit ya mans and you die
where im from niggas be quick to squeeze the
cannon
detroit red always got some shit for ya ear
show me love but keep it movin man cuz if you
get near
ill say get off ma dick and tell ya bitch to
come here
cuz you sweatin me and ma dj like
legs spread far out, you kno how im standin
yea im posted wit tha big homie cannon
i got niggas who dont like rap lovin our shit
we got niggas who was stuck on pac bumpin our
shit
these niggas cant see me like i aint been
around lately
a good battle when they at the mound its
gravy
niggas healthy im betta
no spinderella, just a cigerella, filled wit
tropicana
yea vic found that nigga and we aint smokin
no more regular
keep ya midgrain i dont think you kno no
betta
they lovin the trunk now they wanna hear mo
shit
i play it modest like nigga thas summa our
old shit
got niggas i aint neva met wantin to fight me
got hoes thas in love askin why you dont like
me
bitch im married to the game and i love ma
wifey
steppin ova competition man i love these
nikes
im hot, they fannin
niggas tryna copy ma style like the
dont try to compare im in a league of ma own
if i aint listed at tha top nigga tha stats
is wrong
all ya data is off, ya info aint valid
artist of the century the competition aint
balanced
true like master p and his two brothers
dont call it
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Durée : 123 s |
| Piano In The Forest (Instrumental Music) |
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Piano in the Forest. Composed by me with FL
Studio in January 2007.
MP3 file:
http://ia331337.us.archive.org/3/items/Piano_
In_The_Forest/Piano_In_The_Forest.mp3
(Right Click - Save Target As)
Keys: relax relaxation music tune melodÃa
melody meditation meditative relajado
relajante relajación relajacion música
musica new age forest bosque pájaro pajaro
pájaros pajaros bird arbol árbol arboles
árboles birds trees country campo
contemporary instrumental clasica tema
clasico classical classic piano flute flauta
harp arpa serenade serenata song música
musica birds pajaros creek arroyo rio river
trees forest bosque sonidos sounds sound
world fusion pop religious music mystic
mistico mistica mÃstico celta celtic celt
celts green love romance amor romance
nocturne nocturno dia day luz light sunlight
rayos viento wind ramas hojas flora y fauna
silvestre verde nature naturaleza natural
aves meditacion meditación beautiful nice
hermoso bonito paisaje landscape mellow sweet
dulce sing singing song pads pad bells
campanas strings espiritual spiritual
montevideo uruguay keyboard teclado chopin
mozart beethoven debussy synth synthesizer
electronic electronica quietude quietud
tranquilidad tranquilo tranquila paz peace
sun sol planeta tierra planet earth plants
grow plantas flores flowers estaciones del
año year seasons fall autumn spring summer
winter otoño primavera verano invierno
leaves impulse tracker slide show fotografias
fotografia fotos imágenes photograph photo
images pictures movie maker fruity loops fl
studio 7
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Affichage : 570432
Durée : 242 s |
| Natasha Bedingfield - Unwritten Instrumental |
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Hi, here is the instrumental version of the
song.
Feel free to post a video response of you
singing.
Here are the lyrics:
I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm
undefined
I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand,
ending unplanned
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you can
not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
I break tradition, sometimes my tries, are
outside the lines
We've been conditioned to not make mistakes,
but I can't live that way
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you can
not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words that you can
not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inhibitions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
The rest is still unwritten
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Affichage : 79134
Durée : 279 s |
| Puff Daddy Benjamins Instrumental |
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diddy puff daddy benjamins instrumental
Lyrics:
Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uhh, uh-huh, yeah
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Goodfellas, uhh
[Verse One: Puff Daddy]
Now... what y'all wanna do?
Wanna be ballers? Shot-callers?
Brawlers -- who be dippin in the Benz wit the
spoilers
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
Tryin to get my hands on some Grants like
Horace
Yeah livin the raw deal, three course meals
Spaghetti, fettucini, and veal
But still, everything's real in the field
And what you can't have now, leave in your
will
But don't knock me for tryin to bury
seven zeros, over in Rio Dijanery
Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard
on your Hot 9-7 everyday, that's my word
Swimmin in women wit they own condominiums
Five plus Fives, who drive Millineums
It's all about the Benjamins, what?
I get a fifty pound bag of ooh for the mutts
Five carats on my hands wit the cuts
And swim in European figures
Fuck bein a broke nigga
[Verse Two: Jadakiss (overlaps last two lines
of Puff Daddy)]
I want a all chromed out wit the clutch,
nigga
Drinkin malt liquor, drivin a Bro' Vega
I'm wit Mo' sippers, watched by gold diggers
(uhh)
Rockin Bejor denims, wit gold zippers (c'mon)
Lost your touch we kept ours, poppin Cristals
Freakin the three-quarter reptiles (ahahah)
Enormous cream, forrest green -- Benz jeep
for my team so while you sleep I'ma scheme
(that's right)
We see through, that's why nobody never gon'
believe you
You should do what we do, stack chips like
(Hebrews)
Don't let the melody intrigue you (uh-uh)
Cause I leave you, I'm only here
for that green paper which the eagle
[Verse Three: Sheek]
I'm strictly tryin to cop those, colossal
sized Picasso's
And have papi flip coke outside Delgado's
(whoo!)
Mienda, with cash flowin like Sosa
And the latin chick tranportin in the chocha
Stampedin over, pop Mo's, never sober
Lex and Range Rovers dealin weight by
Minnesota (uhh)
Avoidin NARC's wit camcorders and Chevy Novas
(uh-huh)
Stash in the buildin wit this chick named
Alona (uh-huh)
from Daytona, when I was young I wants to
bone her (uh-huh)
But now I only hit chicks that win beauty
pageants (ahahaha)
Trickin, they takin me skiing, at the Aspens
(c'mon)
Uhh, gangsta mental, stay poppin Cristal
Pack a black pist-al in the Ac' Coupe that's
dark brown (whoo!)
Pinky-ringin, gondolas wit the man singin
Italian music down the river wit your chick
clingin
to my bizzalls, player you mad false
Actin hard when you as pussy as RuPaul
[Interlude:] Puff Daddy
C'mon, c'mon, uh-huh
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uh-huh, yeah
[repeat 4X]
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Now, what y'all wanna do?
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Wanna be ballers, shot-callers
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Brawlers -- who be dippin in the Benz wit the
spoilers
It's all about the Benjamins baby
On the low from the Jake in the Taurus
[Verse Four: Lil' Kim (overlaps last two
lines of interlude)]
Uhh, uhh, what the blood clot?
Wanna bumble wit the Bee hahh?
BZZZZT, throw a hex on a whole family (yeah,
yeah yeah)
Dressed in all black like the Oman (say
what?)
Have your friends singin 'This is for my
homey' (that's right)
And you know me, from makin niggaz so sick
Floss in my 6 with the Lex on the wrist
If it's Murder, you know She Wrote it
(uh-huh)
German Luger for your ass bitch, deep
throated
Know you wanna fill the room cause it's
platinum coated
Take your pick, got a firearm you shoulda
toted, suck a dick
All that bullshit you kick, playa hatin from
the sideline
Get your own shit, why you ridin mine?
(uh-huh)
I'm, a Goodfella kinda lady
Stash 380's and Mercedes, Puffy hold me down
baby!
Only female in my crew, and I kick shit
like a nigga do, with a trigga too, fuck you
[Big:] (Yeah, yeah, uhh, uhh, uhh!)
[Verse Five: Notorious B.I.G.]
I been had skills, Cristal spills
Hide bills in Brazil, about a mil to ice
grill
Make it hard to figure me, liquor be, kickin
me
in my asshole, uhhh, undercover, Donni
Brascoe
Lent my East coast girl, the Bentley to twirl
(uh-huh)
My West coast shorty, push the chrome 740
Rockin Redman and Naughty, all in my
kitty-kat
Half a brick of yea, in the bra, where her
titties at
And I'm livin that, whole life, we push
weight (uh-huh)
Fuck the state pen, fuck hoes at Penn State
(c'mon)
Listen close it's Francis, the Praying Mantis
Attack with the Mac, my left hand spit, right
hand
grip on the whip, for the smooth getaway
Playa haters get away or my lead will spray
Squeeze off til I'm empty, don't tempt me
Only, to Hell I send thee, all about the
Benji's
What??
[Outro: Puff Daddy]
It's all about the Benjamins baby
Uh-huh, yeah
[repeat 8X]
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Durée : 182 s |
| Jordin Sparks - Tattoo (Instrumental) |
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Instrumental version of American Idol winner
Jordin Sparks' second single "Tattoo." Great
for karaoke.
- About 50 people ask me a day for this to
download. I WILL NOT SEND IT TO YOU.
Oh, oh, oh
No matter what you say about love
I keep coming back for more
Keep my hand in the fire
Sooner or later, I'll get what I'm asking for
No matter what you say about life
I learn every time I bleed
That truth is a stranger
Soul is in danger, I gotta let my spirit be
free
To admit that I'm wrong
And then change my mind
Sorry but I have to move on
And leave you behind
[Chorus]
I can't waste time so give it a moment
I realize, nothing's broken
No need to worry 'bout everything I've done
Live every second like it was my last one
Don't look back at a new direction
I loved you once, needed protection
You're still a part of everything I do
You're on my heart just like a tattoo
(Just like a tattoo, I'll always have you
I'll always have you, I'll always have you)
I'm sick of playing all of these games
It's not about taking sides
When I looked in the mirror, didn't deliver
It hurt enough to think that I could
Stop, admit that I'm wrong
And then change my mind
Sorry but I gotta be strong
And leave you behind
[Chorus]
I can't waste time so give it a moment
I realize, nothing's broken
No need to worry 'bout everything I've done
Live every second like it was my last one
Don't look back at a new direction
I loved you once, needed protection
You're still a part of everything I do
You're on my heart just like a tattoo
(Just like a tattoo, I'll always have you
I'll always have you)
[Bridge]
If I live every moment
Won't change any moment
Still a part of me and you
I will never regret you
Still the memory of you
Marks everything i do
[Chorus x2]
I can't waste time so give it a moment
I realize, nothing's broken
No need to worry 'bout everything I've done
Live every second like it was my last one
Don't look back at a new direction
I loved you once, needed protection
You're still a part of everything I do
You're on my heart just like a tattoo
I can't waste time so give it a moment
I realize, nothing's broken
No need to worry 'bout everything I've done
Live every second like it was my last one
Don't look back at a new direction
I loved you once, needed protection
You're still a part of everything I do
You're on my heart just like a tattoo
Just like a tattoo
I'll always have you
If you want upload a video of you singing
this and respond to this video. :]
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Affichage : 361083
Durée : 234 s |
| World Relaxation Yoga Instrumental Music - Album Sampler |
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Embrace The Moment - a beautifully crafted
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inspire you. Its subtle journey will
transport you deep into your chillout or yoga
space.
80 Minutes of Atmospheric keys, crystal clear
guitars, dancing piano, and soaring flutes
make this album a thematic masterpiece.
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Affichage : 174782
Durée : 428 s |
| Lil Wayne-Lollipop Instrumental |
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http://www.youtube.com/rapshite
lil wayne-lollipop uncensored
Mr. Carter Feat. Jay-Z
A Milli
Got Money Feat. T-Pain
Comfortable Feat. Babyface
Dr. Carter
Phone Home
Tie My Hands Feat. Robin Thicke
Mrs. Officer Feat. Bobby Valentino
Let The Beat Build
Shoot Me Down Feat. D. Smith
Lollipop Feat. Static Major
La La Feat. Brisco & Busta Rhymes
Playing With Fire Feat. Betty Wrigh
You Ain't Got Nuthin Feat. Juelz Santana &
Fabolous
Dontgetit 2pac tupac shakur 50 cent biggi
diddy dmx mike tyson wwe Timbaland xzibit
nelly eminem slim shady akon mario kanye west
Lil Mama featuring Chris Brown T-Pain;Lil
T-Pain Shawty Get Loose Rap Music Video Lil
Mama g-slide gslide tour bus Lip Gloss hip
machinima animation game movies news comedy
gta grand theft auto videos funny hop dance
rap soulja boy crank that huey kanye ciara
50cent rihanna
Lil Mama Lip Gloss hiphop hip hop dance krump
rap soulja boy crank that huey kanye fergie
ciara 50cent rihanna beyonce Urban Music News
Pop Rihanna Lil Mama Jay-Z Ne-Yo Good Girl
Gone Bad l mama chris brown tpain t-pain
shawty shorty get loose low flo rida with you
kiss bet dance michael jackson Ludacris ft
Young Jeezy - Grew Up A Screw Up Ludacris ft
Young Jeezy - Grew Up A Screw Up (Chopped and
Screwed)
ludacris young jeezy grew screw sinxation
chellorose Ludacris Feat Young Jeezy Ludacris
Ft. Young Jeezy - Grew Up A Screw Up.
Uncensored.a music video remastered by me
grew up a screw up hope you enjoy
ludacris youngjeezy grewupascarewup grew
young jeezy luda
chris brown shawty get loose t-pain lil' mama
lil mama chris brown tpain t-pain shawty
shorty get loose low flo rida with you kiss
bet dance michael jackson Lil Mama featuring
Chris Brown & T-Pain;Lil Mama featuring
T-Pain & Chris Brown Shawty Get Loose
(C) 2008 Zomba Recording, LLC
Lil Mama featuring Chris Brown T-Pain;Lil
T-Pain Shawty Get Loose Rap Music Video rick
ross slip slide def jam boss tpain trilla
march 11thRick Ross The Boss Hip Hop
IDJ/Slip Slide Jonathan "JR" Rotem [Producer]
Diane Martel [Video Director] Coleen
Haynes Producer] Shelli Jury Music video by
Rick Ross performing The Boss
with Jonathan "JR" Rotem [Producer], Diane
Martel [Video Director], Coleen Haynes [Video
Producer],
Shelli Jury [Video Producer]
2008 The Island Def Jam Music Group
rick ross everyday i'm hustlin Music video by
2 Pistols performing She Got It: Original
Version with J. Saunders, K.
Crowe, E. Ortiz, T-Pain, A. Smith
(C) 2008 Universal Republic Records, a
division of UMG Recordings, Inc.Pistols She
Got It Hip Hop Universal Motown
Records Group J. Saunders K. Crowe E. Ortiz
T-Pain A. Smith Music video by Rick Ross
performing Push It: .
with Benny Boom, Gina Leonard
(C) 2006 The Island Def Jam Music Group Rick
Ross Push It Hip Hop Slip 'N Slide Def Jam
Benny Boom Gina Leonard
Yes-R's verhaal over zijn stukgelopen
relatie. De track is afkomstig van zijn album
Zakenman II. Tegenspeelster in de clip is
Emmy Award winnares Maryam Hassouni. FunX was
Jay-Z - Blow The Whistle (EXCLUSIVE)
!!!NEW!!! Hip-Hop Rap Jay-Z Blow The Whistle
DeShawn Stevenson Diss Roc Boys Blue Magic
American Gangster
Kingdom Come 99 Problems Big pimpin Encore
Remix The Blueprint Rocafella New Jay-Z diss
to Deshawn Stevenson, aka "LeBron is
Overrated" lebron
james The Game Speaks On 50Cent/G-Unit, Best
& Worst MCs & Movies Hip-Hop Rap The Game
Speaks On 50Cent G-Unit, Best Worst MCs
Interview Westcoast
L.A.X Gangsta Rap G-Unot Big Dreams BWS
Doctor's Advocate The Documentary Makaveli
2Pac Tupac The outlaws Ice Cube Snoop Dogg
NWA Eazy E Tha Dogg
Pound Dr.dre G-Unit 50 Cent Eminem How We Do
Hate It or Love It Put You in the Game Dreams
Stop Snitchin, Stop Lyin' Westside Story
Let's Ride Wouldn't
Get Far It's Okay One Blood Remix DISS TRACKS
2PAC HIT'Em UP hip-hop r&b rap Three 6 Mafia
DJ UNK I'd Rather Official Video Most Known
Unknown Last 2
Walk Stay Fly Side 2 Side Crunk Music Dirty
South Lil Jon Lil Flip Young Buck Slim Thug,
Trick Daddy, & Project Pat Mike Jones & Paul
Wall 8 Ball & MJG
Project Pat, Lil Wyte, Akon, Good Charlotte,
DJ Unk, Lyfe Jennings, UGK, Eightball & MJG,
Al Kapone, DJ Spanish Fly, Frayser Boy,
Chrome,
Yung D, Superpower, and more DJ Paul and
Juicy J G-Unit - Like A Dog (Official Video)
!!NEW!! G-Unit - Hollow Thru Him (Fat Joe
Diss) Elephant
In The Sand G-Unit - Aim (Fat Joe Diss) [NEW
TRACK] G-UNIT GUNIT G UNIT UNIT UNOT ROTTEN
APPLE BUCK THE WORLD
SOUTHSIDE NIGGA IM LEAVIN' LEAVING FAT JOE
PUSSY BOY NEW SUNROOF SUN ROOF OPEN THE
MECHANIC BE GOOD TO ME 50
CENT TONY YAYO LLOYD BANKS YOUNG BUCK G-UNIT
GUNIT THISIS50.COM GUNIWORLD.COM
G-UNITMEDIA.AT.GG CENTS UNOT G-
OT GAME NAS JA RULE FAT JOE LIL WAYNE FAKE
ASS
Britain's Got Talent Britain Britains
Signature Thriller Michael Jackson Suleman
Mirza Madhu Singh Impersonation ITV
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Affichage : 247161
Durée : 300 s |
| Bobby Valentino Tell Me Instrumental |
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Bobby Valentino Lil Wayne Tell Me
Instrumental
Lyrics:
[Lil Wayne]
Hey slide over here and talk to the boy
What are you drinking? I'ma buy the bar
I was just thinking of seeing you tomorrow
Waking up with no panties, no bra
I ain't being nasty, I'm just being for real
Let me take off my belt and give you the whip
appeal
Yeah you hear about what I do in the streets
But you gon' love what I do in the sheets
Ha!
[Bobby Valentino]
Say baby what's your story?
You got the goods it's plain to see
The kind that'll keep a brotha on his knees
And I'm so curious
After the club, hang out with me
Valentino is sure to please
For now, let's have a Apple Martini
And get to know each other
[Chorus]
Ooh ma tell me
How did you get that in those jeans?
The way you popping in, it's killing me
Look over here, come follow me
Tell me
How did you get that in those jeans?
The way you dropping in, it's killing me
I'll meet you in the VIP
[Bobby Valentino]
Ooh you sizzling, let me lay you on the floor
I'm a bad boy, just thought i'd let you know
These are the thoughts running through my
mind
Cause I'm so curious yeah
Couple more shots then we out the door
Speed off in the coupe cause there's more in
store
Can't wait till I pull in my driveway girl
Can tell by now I want you yeah
[Break]
You's a sexy thing
Ooh what's your name
Cause, you're the finest thing that walked in
the club
Your girls, they don't compare to
You, can't help but stare at you
Let's make a toast to the good life
[Chorus (Lil Wayne)]
Ooh lord tell me
How did you get that in those jeans?
The way you popping in, it's killing me
Look over here, come follow me
Tell me
How did you get that in those jeans? (I got
you pimp)
The way you dropping in, it's killing me
(It's ya baby, baby, ha!)
I'll meet you in the VIP
[Lil Wayne]
Fly for a baby, eyes all hazy
Izod maybe off the apest bathing
Ride with a gangsta, we high whether weather
be
Precious like ya face so heavenly
I'm thanking God like I better be
You know I'm very street
And if we get caught, you can be my accessory
Access to the condo in Miami
Have breakfast on the floor, butt naked we
tanning
But, I'm too dark to tan
Mama, pardon ya man
Let me spark while I can, you know
Now you got my eyes following the places you
go
I'm caught up in ya vibe tryna kick it like
judo
Luda outta town I got the keys to the two
door
And we ain't gotta tell no one about the
things you know
You know, holla at a G though
I'm probably out wilding with Bobby Valentino
[Break]
You's a sexy thing
Ooh what's your name
Cause, you're the finest thing that walked in
the club
Your girls, they don't compare to
You, can't help but stare at you
Let's make a toast to the good life
[Chorus]
Ooh ma tell me
How did you get that in those jeans?
The way you popping in, it's killing me
Look over here, come follow me
Tell me
How did you get that in those jeans?
The way you dropping in, it's killing me
I'll meet you in the VIP
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