Lalime - Pas de classe - (French Amateur Rap)
- Durée: 3:42
- Notation: 4.29 (146 votes)
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- Publié par: frenchrap
Thématique: 59 amateur arab car classe de france french girls hip hiphop hop lalime lille pas rap riot suburb underground violence
Name : Lalime Location : Lille, north of France Statut : Amateur (no label) Website : www.lalime.fr.st Titel : Pas de classe - No Class Some lyrics : Couplet 1 : Tu veux baiser et te casser ? Juste parler et te marier ? (you wanna fuck and leave ? Or speak and get married ?) Faut faire ton choix c'est pas sur ton banc que tu vas accoster ma gueule "Wesh bien ou quoi ?" (You got to make a choice and its not by staying there that you gonna find a girl "hey wasup girl ?") Relativise, les plus belles sont déjà prises (Dont get mad, the cutest ones already got a boyfriend) T'imagines LAL en SL, en centre ville jfais baisser les paires de Chanel (Imagine me in town with a SL, all the Chanel look at me) Une pomme d'amour, un petit tour de manège Crois moi je ferai un petit tour de magie (come on ride with me, trust me Im gonna do some magic) Je t'invite ya de la place dans mon grand lit (Come over, I got space in my big bed) Je suis qu'un mito j'ai qu'un lit d'une personne Je suis chez ma mère et j'ai même pas de quoi faire les soldes (But Im a lyar I have a one person bed, I still live at my mom's and I dont have enough to buy new clothes) Je tire mon chapeau aux femmes qui supportent les hommes (I give a hi5 to woman that can handle guys) T'es qu'un mito tes conquêtes tu les additionnes T'invites tes miss au MacDo c'est pas très chic (you're a player, you date your girls at Macdonalds, this isnt really chic) T'as pas une tune tu viens de la rue mec c'est tragique (you dont have money man you come from the street) Elle fait la gueule quand tu lui montres la facture Sans t'en rendre compte tu viens de causer la fracture (she's upset when you show her the bill, without even knowing it you just cause the separation) Pendant ce temps là pas de changements dans les moeurs Drôle de dégaine, on accoste mais on fait trop peur (during this time, no changes in the mentalities, we got a strange style, we talk to the girls but they get scared) Dédicace à toutes celles qui jouent les stars d'Euralille, voilà le topo dans ma ville (dedicated to all the girls who play the celebrities of Euralille, that's the way it is in my town) Refrain : Ok ma belle, on t'agace, quand je m'approche fais de la place (ok honey we annoy you, when I come closer give me some space) Toujours en chien c'est peut être pour ça qu'on a pas de classe (we're all players thats maybe why we have no class) Pas d'élégance, pas de style, rien qu'une belle automobile (no elegance, no style, only a nice car) Vas-y s'il te plait sois docile (please girl be easy) Couplet 2 : Salut j'ai 22 ans et mon prénom c'est Lydia Je sors avec un mec depuis environ deux mois (Hi Im 22 and my name is Lydia, Im dating a guy for 2 months now) Je sais pas trop quel age il a car d'un côté je m'en bats, c'est pas mon problème de savoir quand on se verra (I dont know his age because I dont really care, I dont want to know when I'll see him again) Attends pas que je te phone car j'ai plus de temps à perdre Je kiff les faire courrir, attendre comme quand ils m'appellent (dont wait for my call because I dont have time for it, I like to make them beg for me) Les petits toutous, toujours avec leur laisse, ils sont tellement mignones quand ils me donnent de leurs nouvelles (they're like little dogs, so cute when they try to give me some news) Salut, Medhy, petite coupe au gel, j'ai déjà une pineco mais ce soir je vois Hélène (Hi Medhy, nice hair brush, I already have a girl but tonight Im meeting Hélène) Une meuf que j'ai rencontré en tchatchant sur MSN Elle m'appelle mon coeur et je l'appelle ma belle (I met her over MSN, she calls me "honey" I call her "cutie") Je tente de l'embrasser elle me dit deux secondes, j'attend une amie à moi de la seconde (I try to kiss her she tells me wait a minute, Im waiting for a friend of mine) Je lui dis, cette amie ce serait pas ma copine ? Elle me dit voilà t'as tout compris t'es qu'une victime (Im like this friend isnt she my girl friend ? She tells me yeah you got it you're burn) Merde, je me retrouve tout seul sur le béton, les deux miss s'en vont et rigolent d'un pauvre con bref (damn, Im now on my own, the girls are laughing at me and I feel like an ass) Tu cherches après ton mec, parce qu'il te donne plus de nouvelles à mon avis la réponse se trouve du côté de Bruxelles (you're looking for your boyfriend because he's not giving you any news ? My advise, go look for him in Brussels)
Rohff - Trop dangereux
- Durée: 3:43
- Notation: 4.88 (33 votes)
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- Publié par: Komball54
Thématique: 94 Au dangereux de DelĂ Français Limites Marne Mes Rap Rohff Seine sur Trop Val Vitry
C 94444444444444444444 Housni R o h 2 ffffffffffffffff Tu peux pas test jamais(jamais) Toujours rare comme une comete quand jr rap fais un voeu Ramene qui tu veux au mic trop dangeureux Ma voix porte sur une ceinture d'explosifs chuis dans l'son Ma musique un drame qui se pleure en dansant Dansons Que du diesel coupé au super Jamais on se perd J'ai pris racine a garder les pieds sur terre Qui se mettent au Zougwa a la soukouss au kil s'enterre Des que j'arrive je les vois tous se taire Les médisants font ma promo j'fais gémir les sonos Je fais bouger les tetes et les boules meme pendant les tonneaux Imposant comme le gouvernement Revolutionne le Showbiz comme la coke a l'epoque du 70's ROH2F(ah ah) tu nous bombardes la tete(ah ouaisss) Dis nous comment tu ef( comment je ef) Qu'on arrete de se prendre la tete ROH2F(ah ah) tu nous bombardes la tete(Laisse tomber) Dis nous comment tu ef( comment je ef) Qu'on arrete de se prendre la tete Je suis au rap ce que te sont tes bras et tes jambes survivre sans tes gens Paris c'est la roue rohff c'est la jante J'ai ma chambre en radio enfourré call pause ils retournent au studio comme si ils allaient faire qqchose Donnes moi les clés de chez toi aie confiance en moi Je dis que le rap c pas pour eux mais le rap c pour moi La vérité est toute nue la rue est fertile J'ai pas de longue a chouhni je manie la langue comme un reptile Ils se demandent mais comment fait il Sur moi ils se prennet la tete comme sil s'etaient pris un projectile Chuis la reconversion des clichés de banlieue Chez nous c plus honorant que detre decoré en haut lieu ROH2F(ah ah) tu nous bombardes la tete(ah ouaisss) Dis nous comment tu ef( comment je ef) Qu'on arrete de se prendre la tete ROH2F(ah ah) tu nous bombardes la tete(Laisse tomber) Dis nous comment tu ef( comment je ef) Qu'on arrete de se prendre la tete Comme Bush je suis bon qu'a ckck bombardé Personne ne bouge depuis l'epoque des ckck bombardiers J'ai le tempérament sévere craint qu'j'accélerre J'attire l'oeil comme le SLR Ils sont fous je rigole pas avec vous et ma bass fait........ J'arrive 10 ans en avance rendez C un film de boule ou un film d'action numéro 1 je leur vole la vedette par effraction Ton son je le découpe brule dans un sac foupe L'odeur fait gerber nos tuteurs it's so good Lyrical coutz boob Plus de face qu'un breaker La rue m'attend tel qu'un chauffeur attend son braqueur ROH2F(ah ah) tu nous bombardes la tete(ah ouaisss) Dis nous comment tu ef( comment je ef) Qu'on arrete de se prendre la tete ROH2F(ah ah) tu nous bombardes la tete(Laisse tomber) Dis nous comment tu ef( comment je ef) Qu'on arrete de se prendre la tete ROH2F(ah ah) tu nous bombardes la tete(ah ouaisss) Dis nous comment tu ef( comment je ef) Qu'on arrete de se prendre la tete ROH2F(ah ah) tu nous bombardes la tete(Laisse tomber) Dis nous comment tu ef( comment je ef) Qu'on arrete de se prendre la tete
Star Wars Gangsta Rap 2
- Durée: 2:29
- Notation: 4.82 (35491 votes)
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- Publié par: 259
Thématique: ben binks dark darth gangsta gangster jar kenobi lando luke music obi-wan rap side skywalker star vader video wars yoda
A music video featuring some of your favorite or perhaps not so favorite Star Wars characters like you've never seen them before. IMPORTANT NOTE: This video is not mine, and I do not take any credit for it. Here are the lyrics (although please note that they are not absolutely correct, as I do not have confirmation from the artists). From now on, any comments asking for the lyrics will simply be removed. I will not insult you even if you are stupid and ignorant enough to deserve it. Admiral: This is Admiral Biatch to base camp, it seems the stormtroopers have gone on strike and I have no experience with this type of shit. Who should I call for help? Vader: It's the V to the A to the D-E-R (Vader!) Reconstructin' the Death Star! With my slick suede suit that's black like tar, Fucking you up no matter who you are! Palpatine: Tell them motherfuckers 'bout this here Dark Side! Pull up on your planet, Death Star drive-by! And we'll beat the Rebels 'cause their skills ain't shit! Vader: And in my TIE Fighter, Zig-zags stay lit! Yoda: Oh, shit! Yoda on the scene, 900 year fiend smoking Dagobah green! Bitches on my tip, like Lando on liquor. Lando: Ah, you're just jealous 'cause my black dick's thicker. Chewbacca: *Wookie yell* Lando: Yo! Tell 'em Chewie, last night I had Leia all drunk wanting to do me. Luke: Shut the fuck up man! Leia's my sister! The only thing you're getting is a beat-off blister. Ben Kenobi: Luke! Use the force before intercourse, but Luke! Don't forget! Bitches ain't nothing but hos and tricks! (Ohh!) Luke: Obi-Wan, I'm the top gun! (top gun) The chosen one, hotter than both suns! Vader ain't shit, his head's cut up and split! He's slower than the first Pentium chip! (Dark Side!) Vader: No one brings it worse to this fuckin' universe! (Rebels!) Luke: You know we'll fucking win, 'cause we'll fight to the end! (Dark Side!) Palpatine: I can feel the anger dwelling within you! (Rebels!) Yoda: You also feel Vader's dick in you. BIATCH! *Incomprehensible Huttese Jabba rap* Han Solo: Jabba, you ain't nothing but a fat-ass slug! Fake gold chains? You sorry-ass thug! Sittin' in your palace with your blue-headed whore, trap door to the Rancor. *sound of someone falling* C3PO: Oh, my, goodness gracious me! I'm a gay man's golden fantasy! Programmed for homo-ecstasy, ten million forms of gay positioning. For my golden shower, you must pay a fee, but R2-D2 gives it up for free. *R2-d2 squeaks* R2-D2, watch your language! Always having sex with robotic strangers! Jar Jar Binks: Meesa like to drink and smoke all night! Meesa like to fight and fucka yo wife. Meesa no care 'cause meesa so dumb. Meesa will fuck you with me tongue. Yousa wants a meesa cause meesa wants some. Yousa wants a meesa cause meesa wants some. Yousa wants a meesa cause meesa wants some. Meesa wants some cause meesa wanna cum!
Bodyrox ft. Luciana - What Planet You On? - FIFA 08 Version
- Durée: 3:22
- Notation: 4.78 (60 votes)
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- Publié par: Pussy554
Thématique: 08 alternative blues Bodyrox classical country electronic FIFA folk football ft. hip-hop indie jazz Luciana music On? Planet pop r&b rap religious rock soccer soul unsigned Version What world You
Plz Subscribe if you want even more amazing songs from the FIFA08 album *LYRICS* If you don't wanna be my best friend, then why am I still in your bed? If you can't stand the way I talk, then why am I still here? If we can't work it out, then how 'bout gettin' your stuff and movin' out? If we can't be lovers again If I don't give you anything, then why are you still hanging on? Why are you still hanging on? Why are you still hanging on? If you can't see I'm everything, I'm everything you'll ever need, you must be out of your head, Now tell me what planet you're on, I don't wanna be on it with you, don't know where you get off. Now tell me what planet you're on, I don't wanna be on it with you, I wanna be on it with you. If you don't wanna be my best friend, then why am I still in your bed? If you can't stand the way I talk, then why am I still here? If we can't work it out, then how 'bout gettin' your stuff and movin' out? If we can't be lovers again If I don't give you anything, then why are you still hanging on? Why are you still hanging on? Why are you still hanging on? If you can't see I'm everything, I'm everything you'll ever need, you must be out of your head, Now tell me what planet you're on, I don't wanna be on it with you, don't know where you get off. Now tell me what planet you're on, I don't wanna be on it with you, I wanna be on it with you. (Now I must get by on my own) Why didn't you call me? (Now I must be out of my mind) Why didn't you call me? Yeah, cause I wanna be on it I wanna be on it with you x14 Now tell me what planet you're on, I don't wanna be on it with you, I wanna be on it with you. I wanna be on it with you x8 (Now I must get by...?) Why didn't you call me? (Now I must get by...?) Why didn't you call me? Plz check http://pklcity.myminicity.com
Hurricane - Bob Dylan
- Durée: 8:55
- Notation: 4.90 (3389 votes)
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- Publié par: thgalindo
Thématique: bob carter dylan hurricane protest rubin song
Hurricane Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall. She sees the bartender in a pool of blood, Cries out, "My God, they killed them all!" Here comes the story of the Hurricane, The man the authorities came to blame For somethin' that he never done. Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world. Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously. "I didn't do it," he says, and he throws up his hands "I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand. I saw them leavin'," he says, and he stops "One of us had better call up the cops." And so Patty calls the cops And they arrive on the scene with their red lights flashin' In the hot New Jersey night. Meanwhile, far away in another part of town Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around. Number one contender for the middleweight crown Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road Just like the time before and the time before that. In Paterson that's just the way things go. If you're black you might as well not show up on the street 'Less you wanna draw the heat. Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops. Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowlin' around He said, "I saw two men runnin' out, they looked like middleweights They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates." And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head. Cop said, "Wait a minute, boys, this one's not dead" So they took him to the infirmary And though this man could hardly see They told him that he could identify the guilty men. Four in the mornin' and they haul Rubin in, Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs. The wounded man looks up through his one dyin' eye Says, "Wha'd you bring him in here for? He ain't the guy!" Yes, here's the story of the Hurricane, The man the authorities came to blame For somethin' that he never done. Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world. Four months later, the ghettos are in flame, Rubin's in South America, fightin' for his name While Arthur Dexter Bradley's still in the robbery game And the cops are puttin' the screws to him, lookin' for somebody to blame. "Remember that murder that happened in a bar?" "Remember you said you saw the getaway car?" "You think you'd like to play ball with the law?" "Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw runnin' that night?" "Don't forget that you are white." Arthur Dexter Bradley said, "I'm really not sure." Cops said, "A poor boy like you could use a break We got you for the motel job and we're talkin' to your friend Bello Now you don't wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow. You'll be doin' society a favor. That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver. We want to put his ass in stir We want to pin this triple murder on him He ain't no Gentleman Jim." Rubin could take a man out with just one punch But he never did like to talk about it all that much. It's my work, he'd say, and I do it for pay And when it's over I'd just as soon go on my way Up to some paradise Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice And ride a horse along a trail. But then they took him to the jailhouse Where they try to turn a man into a mouse. All of Rubin's cards were marked in advance The trial was a pig-circus, he never had a chance. The judge made Rubin's witnesses drunkards from the slums To the white folks who watched he was a revolutionary bum And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger. No one doubted that he pulled the trigger. And though they could not produce the gun, The D.A. said he was the one who did the deed And the all-white jury agreed. Rubin Carter was falsely tried. The crime was murder "one," guess who testified? Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride. How can the life of such a man Be in the palm of some fool's hand? To see him obviously framed Couldn't help but make me feel ashamed to live in a land Where justice is a game. Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties Are free to drink martinis and watch the sun rise While Rubin sits like Buddha in a ten-foot cell An innocent man in a living hell. That's the story of the Hurricane, But it won't be over till they clear his name And give him back the time he's done. Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been The champion of the world. by Bob Dylan and Jacques Levy
The Dream- I love your girl remix ft. Young Jeezy + LYRICS
- Durée: 4:13
- Notation: 4.77 (668 votes)
- Visites: 395321' favoriteCount='1911
- Publié par: SoufWEEEstDRE
Thématique: Dream- ft. girl hip-hop Jeezy love LYRICS r&b remix The Young your
Oh He bought chu dat watch? such a nice guy he's so generous! ha..ha..ha... U sucka ass nigga U let's go nigga [Verse #1] [Jeezy] It goes hilary clinton, barock obama, I made da word trap or die ask dj drama/ It goes free big meech & motherf**k osama & he aint talkin bout nuthin so what's up lil momma/ I think ya girl won't me & If she don't she should, 3 or 4 blunts a make da sex all good/ {whew} I juss feel em so fast we juss blow em so fast, before i even knew it we dun blew a whole half/ Young cum threw nite time like a burgular, type a nigga leave his skully on while he servein her/ Type a nigga take a phone call while he servein/ So what he at da back door, what chu think im strapped 4. [Verse #2] [The Dream] Yeah We be up club (club) I see her do her thang (thang) I might wanna rap (rap) But she'll make you sing (sing) I was on her (her) She was on him (him) She all up on my thang man my on her hip (hip) She ATL pop (pop) Don't know how to act (act) She left for one song (song) And came right back (back) Grindin on me (me) The rest of the night (night) Her man started muggin' (muggin) He could see it in my eye [Chorus] Lil' mama so hood, (I love your girl) Lil' mama stay fly (I love your girl) Wife beater with the denim (I love your girl) She keeps them heels on high, (I love your girl) Man look at shorty roll (I love your girl) Man, look at shorty go (I love your girl) I'm sorry I got in for your girlfriend [Bridge] And she runnin' Fingers through her hair, tryin ta call her over there but she like, F**k! That nigga! She drop it down to the floor, I'm sayin shorty you should go, but she like F**k! That nigga! Call it in B, I want her on me, all up in my head, now she in my bed, I, IIIIII, III [Verse #3] Me and lil shorty in the back (back) Talkin' bout dis (dis) Talkin' bout dat (dat) Got her on patron (patron) She actin' all bad (bad) Girl chose me, Don't be mad. Kelly told y'all don't bring 'em in the club, The way she rock that, got the boy in love, And I pray that y'all ain't serious, cause seriously shes on my dick. [Chorus] Lil' mama so hood, (I love your girl) Lil' mama stay fly (I love your girl) Wife beater with the denim (I love your girl) She keeps them heels on high, (I love your girl) Man look at shorty roll, (I love your girl) Man, look at shorty go, (I love your girl) I'm sorry I got it in for your girlfriend [Bridge:] And she runnin' Fingers through her hair, tryin ta call her over there but she like, F**k! That nigga! She drop it down to the floor, I'm sayin shorty you should go, and she like F**k! That nigga! Call it in B, I want her on me, all up in my head, now she in my bed, I, IIIIII, III OH, III, A, ehh, OH, III The American Dream... Usually, You won't see me hate, On another dude, My got me up and get willin to separate you From ya boo, But she on me, and I'm on her, We walkin' out the club, shawty what's up, Mm I want her in the worst way, plus I just found out that it's her birthday [Chorus:] Lil' mama so hood, (I love your girl) Lil' mama stay fly (I love your girl) Wife beater with the denim (I love your girl) She keeps them heels on high, (I love your girl) Man look at shorty roll, (I love your girl) Man, look at shorty go, (I love your girl) I'm sorry I got it in for your girlfriend [Bridge:] And she runnin' Fingers through her hair, tryin ta call her over there but she like, F**k! That nigga! She drop it down to the floor, I'm sayin shorty you should go, and she like F**k! That nigga! Call it in B, I want her on me, all up in my head, now she in my bed, I, IIIIII, Part of me feels so bad, but OOh! not that bad. Situation got you mad, I would be too, cause damn she bad. Damn she bad, bad, bad, bad, Damn she bad, bad, bad, bad... Yeahh... heh... heh...
Dr. Dre - Nuthin But A "G" Thing
- Durée: 3:59
- Notation: 4.94 (109 votes)
- Visites: 40332' favoriteCount='201
- Publié par: GTHING313
Thématique: "G" Aftermath But Classical Death Dr Dr. Dre Hip-Hop Lyrics Nuthin Pop Rap Row Thing With
[ Snoop Doggy Dogg ] One, two, three and to the fo' Snoop Doggy Dogg and Dr. Dre are at the do' Ready to make an entrance, so back on up (Cause you know we 'bout had to rip shit up) Gimme the microphone first, so I can bust like a bubble Compton and Long Beach together, now you know you in trouble Ain't nothin' but a G thang, baaaaabay! Two loc'ed out G's so we're craaaaazay! Death Row is the label that paaaaays me! Unfadable, so please don't try to fade this (Hell yeah) But, uh, back to the lecture at hand Perfection is perfected, so I'm 'a let 'em understand From a young G's perspective And before me dig out a bitch I have ta' find a contraceptive You never know she could be earnin' her man, And learnin' her man, and at the same time burnin' her man Now you know I ain't wit that shit, Lieutenant Ain't no pussy good enough to get burnt while I'm up in it (yeah) Now that's realer than real-deal Holyfield And now all you hookas and ho's know how I feel Well if it's good enough to get broke off a proper chunk I'll take a small piece of some of that funky stuff [ Hook: Snoop Doggy Dogg ] It's like this and like that and like this and uh It's like that and like this and like that and uh It's like this and like that and like this and uh Dre, creep to the mic like a phantom [ Dr. Dre ] Well I'm peepin', and I'm creepin', and I'm creep-in' But I damn near got caught, 'cause my beeper kept beepin' Now it's time for me to make my impression felt So sit back, relax, and strap on your seatbelt You never been on a ride like this befo' With a producer who can rap and control the maestro At the same time with the dope rhyme that I kick You know, and I know, I flow some ol funky shit [ Find more Lyrics at www.mp3lyrics.org/Nu ] To add to my collection, the selection Symbolizes dope, take a toke, but don't choke If ya' do, ya' have no clue O' what me and my homey Snoop Dogg came to do [ Hook: Snoop Doggy Dogg & Dr. Dre ] It's like this and like that and like this and uh It's like that and like this and like that and uh It's like this, and who gives a fuck about those? So jus' chill, 'til the next episode [ Snoop Doggy Dogg ] Fallin' back on that ass with a hellified gangsta' lean Gettin' funky on the mic like a' old batch o' collard greens It's the capital S, oh yes, the fresh N-double O-P D-O-double G-Y D-O-double G ya' see Showin' much flex when it's time to wreck a mic pimpin' ho's and clockin' a grip like my name was Dolomite Yeah, and it don't quit I think they in a mood for some mothafuckin' G shit So Dre. (What up Dogg?) We gotta give 'em what dey want (What's that, G?) We gotta break 'em off somethin' (Hell yeah) And it's gotta be bumpin' (City of Compton!) [ Dr. Dre ] It's where it takes place so I'm a ask your attention Mobbin like a mothafucka but I ain't lynchin Droppin' the funky shit that's makin the sucka niggaz mumble When I'm on the mic, it's like a cookie, they all crumble Try to get close, and your ass'll get smacked My mothafuckin homie Doggy Dogg has my back Never let me slip, 'cause if I slip, then I'm slippin' But if I got my Nina, then you know I'm straight trippin' And I'm a continue to put the rap down, put the mack down And if your bitches talk shit, I have ta' put the smack down Yeah, and ya' don't stop I told you I'm just like a clock when I tick and I tock But I'm never off, always on, 'til the break dawn C-O-M-P-T-O-N, and the city they call Long Beach Puttin' the shit together Like my nigga D.O.C., no one can do it better [ Hook: Dr. Dre & Snoop Doggy Dogg ] Like this, that and this and uh It's like that and like this and like that and uh It's like this, and who gives a fuck about those? So jus' chill, 'til the next episode
Spongebob Cranks Dat Calvary Boy!
- Durée: 3:27
- Notation: 4.45 (1793 votes)
- Visites: 994875' favoriteCount='3154
- Publié par: RandomBubblesPro
Thématique: boy calvary crank dat fire friends grindcore hardcore hip-hop my nickelodeon on rap rock screamo Set soulja Spongebob squarepants superman
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MSN vs GOOGLE - Search Engine Rap Battle
- Durée: 2:19
- Notation: 4.53 (1391 votes)
- Visites: 516516' favoriteCount='2469
- Publié par: pantlessknights
Thématique: battle butterfly cowboy engine google hip-hop knights mac microsoft msn nerdcore or pantless pc rap search seedwell segway seo video viral yahoo yahoo!
Don't forget to SUBSCRIBE to our channel! Google and Microsoft trade nasty punchlines in the Search Engine Rap Battle. http://searchenginerapbattle.com There are three separate battles: MSN vs Google, Google vs Yahoo, and MSN vs Yahoo. Produced by Beau Lewis, Peter Furia and David Fine. Directed by David Fine. Created by Seedwell. contact: info[at]seedwell.com --------------- LYRICS Google: Your new system hasnt gotten many users They only use Vista cuz it came on their computers Step to me - Ill wrestle you blue My dyslexic fans, they call me "El Goog" Well connected - i got crazy links S-E-O just means what google thinks Smart people, they wanna work for me That's why I jack you for your employees Gmails got females - on fire like foxes i'm six gigs deep, up in their inboxes Search market share: 4% you 68 me. this battle rap is through MSN: You bought Youtube for 2 billion bucks He bought Youtube, the search still sucks Your icon's a joke - it's just a doodle Your name sounds like a baby retard poodle Youre net apps - they're slow- they dont work, nobody uses them, they go for the search I own your platform, I own IE, I own all degrees of the game, 3-60 You steal my people? heres the stor-y I buy Facebook and jack your employees You might have users, but they'll soon be leavin ya cuz your search results say search Wikipedia
RICKEY SMILEY- MELBA PT.1 (SIMS 2)-www.bigbucksnowhammys.com
- Durée: 1:51
- Notation: ( votes)
- Visites: 11
- Publié par: ChicagoBling
Thématique: AFTER BEYONCE BROWN COMIC EA FOXY FRIDAY FUNNY GAMES KIM LIL NEXT PRANKCALL RAP RASHEEDA RICKEY SIMS2 SMILEY VIEW
PRANK PHONE CALL
40 Glocc, Spider Loc, And Village Boo Chasing Lil' Wayne ! and he call POLICE!
- Durée: 9:57
- Notation: 4.08 (869 votes)
- Visites: 633649' favoriteCount='1559
- Publié par: GUNITvid
Thématique: 40 50 And bell bloods Boo cadilac cent Chasin coast crips east escalade g-unit game Glocc gunit hip-hop lil Lil' lilwayne Loc police punkass rap sean snitch southside SPI Spider the unit Village Wayne west
40 Glocc, Spider Loc, And Village Boo Chasin Lil' Wayne
Pick Up Ya Phone
- Durée: 6:39
- Notation: 4.21 (24 votes)
- Visites: 18179' favoriteCount='25
- Publié par: larock
Thématique: 2008 203 chamillionaire comedy ct cts finest funny girls hip hop hot larock mar-bar naruto phone pick police rap rdizzil spoofs stamford up ya
The Song Pick up Ya Phone by 203 CTs Finest, it is their third song with many more to come........ Lyrics LaRock, Mar-Bar, Rdizzil “Pick up Ya Phone” White Boy Records Pick up ya phone Pick pick up ya phone// I know ya home so pick up ya phone// Pick up ya phone pick pick up ya phone// I feel so alone so pick up ya phone// Pick up ya phone pick pick up ya phone// Don’t whine and groan just pick up ya phone// Mar-Bar Yo pick up your phone cordless or not// I need to talk to you so pick up on the dot// The little button that says, talk Press it// Cause I don’t want this call to end like bad credit// Now your sending me to your voicemail// Were supposed to be cool, is this for real?// I even gave you your own special ringtone for fun// Alicia keyes, but you don’t pick up for No one// All you do when I call is just run// No more games, pick up or were done// Maybe im wrong and theres something important about this// You might be getting that high score in tetris// It’s the weekend, free, answer my call// You missed another, this isn’t dodge ball// After 9 pm we should talk all night// Claim you got no service, so im giving up this fight// Pick up ya phone Pick pick up ya phone// I know ya home so pick up ya phone// Pick up ya phone pick pick up ya phone// I feel so alone so pick up ya phone// Pick up ya phone pick pick up ya phone// Don’t whine and groan just pick up ya phone// Just pick it up like a hooker on a corner// This call is costing me a quarter// O my God that hookers your daughter// R Dizzil Pick up ya phone pick pick up ya cell// Your out of reach like a kid in a well// A thousand minutes to use whenever// But whenever just seems to be a forever never// And your making me get a feaver i mean fever whatever// I don’t care whenever, however, just pick up for me or whoever// Your dodging me like you dodge a traffic cone// So I called your mom she said your location is unknown// You say your nexel is louder than the others// Then why cant you pick up for me, I’m your brother// they say your unreachable// (like a goal you made for yourself) But if you ask me// (i say your unreasonable) I don’t care how hot your new ringtone is just pick it up//(and say What up) Bleep bleep…. Bleep bleep…// No response from phone that’s what I thought dial tone// Pick up ya phone Pick pick up ya phone// I know ya home so pick up ya phone// Pick up ya phone pick pick up ya phone// I feel so alone so pick up ya phone// Pick up ya phone pick pick up ya phone// Don’t whine and groan just pick up ya phone// Ring a ding ding just givin a ring// Ring a ding ding just wanna sing// Ring a ding ding bling bling bling bling// Ring a ding ding im the king// LaRock Pick up ya phone don’t press ignore// I see you heading to lock ya front door// Verizon to verizon, yo this call is free// So why cant you pick up for me// You know you used to be my best friend no lie// I even had you in my fav 5// Don’t make me dial star six seven// No answer, to your house is where im headin// So im switchin phone service what its worth yo// Im sure you can Alltel, this is my circle// I know your phone bill high so ill pay for your cell// An make it free like sprint to nextell// We used to be boys, don’t you agree// But you changed like cingular to AT&T// You were supposed to be my boy no matter the weather// Like tmobile we stick together// Just pick it up like a hooker on a corner// This call is costing me a quarter// O my God that hookers your daughter// Ring a ding ding just givin a ring// Ring a ding ding just wanna sing// Ring a ding ding bling bling bling bling// Ring a ding ding im the king//
D-Nice They Call Me D-Nice
- Durée: 3:47
- Notation: 4.93 (384 votes)
- Visites: 161931' favoriteCount='2347
- Publié par: snype
Thématique: call d hip hop knowledge maestria me nation nice oldschool oldskool productions rap snype street they zulu zulunation
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Fort Minor
- Durée: 3:48
- Notation: ( votes)
- Visites: 16
- Publié par: SuperStarShine13
Thématique: 100% 996 fort hip-hop jav jayden lyrics machine mike minor name rap remember ryu shinoda shop Skillful songs tak takbir the verini
Fort Minor - Remember The Name Off of 'The Rising Tide' album. Picture for vid: mtv.com Lyrics: You ready?! Let's go! Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about It's like this y'all (c'mon!) [Chorus:] This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill. Fifteen percent concentrated power of will. Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain. And a hundred percent reason to Remember The Name! [Mike:] Mike! - He doesn't need his name up in lights. He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic. He feels so unlike everybody else, alone. In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him. But fuck 'em, he knows the code. It's not about the salary. It's all about reality and making some noise. Making the story - making sure his clique stays up. That means when he puts it down Tak's picking it up! Let's go! [Tak:] Who the hell is he anyway? He never really talks much. Never concerned with status but still leaving them star struck. Humbled through opportunities given despite the fact. That many misjudge him because he makes a living from writing raps. Put it together himself, now the picture connects. Never asking for someone's help, or to get some respect. He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach. And now it all unfolds, the skill of an artist. [Ryu:] This is twenty percent skill. Eighty percent beer. Be a hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill. Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set the west in flames. And I heard him wreck it with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game". Came back dropped Megadef, took em to church. I like 'Bleach' man, Ryu had the stupidest verse! This dude is the truth, now everybody's giving him guest spots. His stock's through the roof. I heard your fuckin' with S. Dot! [Chorus:] This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill. Fifteen percent concentrated power of will. Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain. And a hundred percent reason to Remember The Name! [Ryu:] They call him Ryu, he's sick And he's spitting fire. And Mike got him out the dryer he's hot. Found him in Fort Minor with Tak. What a fuckin' nihilist porcupine; He's a prick, he's a cock. The type woman want to be with, and rappers hope he get shot. Eight years in the making, patiently waiting to blow. Now the record with Shinoda's taking over the globe. He's got a partner in crime, his shit is equally dope. You wont believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid's throat. [Takbir:] Tak! - He's not your everyday on the block. He knows how to work with what he's got making his way to the top. He often gets a comment on his name. People keep asking him was it given at birth. Or does it stand for an acronym? No! He's living proof, got him rocking the booth. He'll get you buzzing quicker than a shot of vodka with juice. Him and his crew are known around as one of the best. Dedicated to what they do and give a hundred percent. [Mike:] Forget Mike - Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard. It seems like he's never got time. Because he writes every note and he writes every line. And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind. It's like a design is written in his head every time. Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme. And those motherfuckers he runs with; the kids that he signed? Ridiculous, without even trying, How do they do it?! [Chorus - repeat 2x] This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill. Fifteen percent concentrated power of will. Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain. And a hundred percent reason to Remember The Name! This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill. Fifteen percent concentrated power of will. Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain. And a hundred percent reason to Remember The Name! [Outro - Mike:] Yeah! Fort Minor M. Shinoda - Styles of Beyond Ryu! Takbir! Machine Shop!
L.L.Cool J - Mama said knock you out
- Durée: 4:57
- Notation: 4.90 (4152 votes)
- Visites: 1304711' favoriteCount='12068
- Publié par: Hungerforsex
Released in 1991. I always remember those times back in the days. Old school classic.
Akon- I'm So Paid ft. Lil Wayne (Lyrics)
- Durée: 3:27
- Notation: 5.00 (8 votes)
- Visites: 11956' favoriteCount='33
- Publié par: joshb32
Thématique: "Akon" [Producer] [Video Akon Aliaune Alison Director] Gil Green I'm Judd Lyrics music Paid Producer] rap Records So Thiam
Akon- I'm So Paid ft. Lil Wayne Lyrics: [Akon] rubbin' on that italian leather them Konvict jeans on ay yo Weezy you ready yea [Chorus] I get it in til the sun rise doin 90 in a 65 windows rolled down screamin out ay ay I'm I'm so paid number 1 hustler gettin' money why you wanna count my money I'm a hustler don't need nann one of y'all see I'm so paid I see police on the crooked I doin a 100 on Interstate ninety-fi' my shorty leanin, blastin that do or die pushin that motherfuckin wood cuz we certified got a system that'll beat and knock your wall off got a pump under my seat, the sawed-off got a bunch of goons hope they never call off and my snipers sittin on the roof already saw y'all ain't too much to put a strain on me thats the reason why I have to put the blame on me rather have them dolla' bills rain on me than to let them haters come and make a name off me thats why [Chorus] I get it in til the sun rise doin 90 in a 65 windows rolled down screamin out ay ay I'm I'm so paid number 1 hustler gettin' money why you wanna count my money I'm a hustler don't need nann one of y'all see I'm so paid I'm the boss it only takes 1 call for a driver to hit you up and drop you off thats all guess what I won't be takin that fall homie I got cake thats what I'm payin them for haha ain't that funny cuz niggas they want war but ain't got money cuz I seen them all talk until they start gunnin quicker than Usain Bolt the fastest thang runnin yea Akon Weezy block oil holdin down Jersey Devon makin sure we gettin it up front my lil brother boo got that vision bake it [Chorus] I get it in til the sun rise doin 90 in a 65 windows rolled down screamin out ay ay I'm I'm so paid number 1 hustler gettin' money why you wanna count my money I'm a hustler don't need nann one of y'all see I'm so paid [Lil Wayne] I am, big money Weezy white wife beater with the sig underneath it how do I feel bitch I feel undefeated snap my fingers disappear from the precinct yea Im ballin we ball out thoughts of before until the ball bounce I see some niggas with guns at y'all house only to find out you live in a doll house damn but I thought you was tough don't we carry choppers on our necks call it cut throat we, bury powers on the set that they come from we, no magic turn we smoke the gun smoke we, bomb first when we ride you, in a hearse when you ride ay I put my shoes on baby and I'm holding down Young Mula baby thats why [Chorus] I get it in til the sun rise doin 90 in a 65 windows rolled down screamin out ay ay I'm I'm so paid number 1 hustler gettin' money why you wanna count my money I'm a hustler don't need nann one of y'all see I'm so paid
Lil Wayne- A Millie (chipmunk version)
- Durée: 4:37
- Notation: 4.73 (117 votes)
- Visites: 68595' favoriteCount='233
- Publié par: daheismanboy
Thématique: 360 electronic halo3 haze hip-hop lil mili milie milli millie ps3 rap wayne wii xbox
Rate, subscribe and request ENJOY Lyrics- Ima Millionaire, Im a Young Money Millie in aire, tougher than Nigerian hair, My criteria compared to your career just isnt fair, Ima venereal disease like a menstrual bleed.. Threw the pencil and leak the sheet of the tablet in my mind, Cuz I dont write shit cuz I aint got time, Cuz my seconds, minutes, hours go to the al mighty dollar, And the al mighty power of dat chit cha cha chopper, Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father motha fuck a copper, Got da maserati dancin on the bridge pussy poppin, Tell the coppers..hahahaha you cant catch em, you cant stop em, I go by them goon rules if you cant beat em then you pop em, You cant man em then you pop em, You cant man em then you mop em, You cant stand em then you drop em, You drop em cuz we pop em like Orville Redenbacher, [Cory Gunz] Im Millie in here wit them Young Money Milli on aires, Think you really pop a wheelie in air, Mac Milli..the Vanilli's in here.. im a rascal dont get whopped, I get brats who dont give top, I get tassel, pass you wit a flow you could never put a brake on, An I break on anything a nigga take on, Feel the napalm from my trey arm, straight long, throw a nigga like im Akon, Cuz I make cons.. Where the base gone, get the base blown, Let the Pistons on that chopper come on cops im kamikaze drop a rock wit them Obamas, Illie in the mind, really wit the nine, millie when I rhyme, silly anytime, Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line, Plentys in me, any guinea's wit em bigger than a mini and remind im.. Illie and its all off G piece and a P..G walk by beep beep, Wit a freak, skeet, Hawk Out, big feet on a jeep.. (meanin the chicks out and lands in waynes car lol pretty funny) She caught by Weezy F, we be the best, Truely to death prove me the rest, Groupies confess, you be the ref, excuse me I left..Ha a millionaire im a young money millionaire what chyall really want it now y'all dont really wanna do it if hip hop is dead i am the embalming fluid and I don't care who it be, I'm steppin to it notice I say 'it' cuz to me, it ain't shit get. it. call me whacha like trick? call me on my sidekick never answer when its private man I hate a shy chick don't you hate a shy chick I had a plate of shy chick and she ain't shy no mo' she changed her name to my chick hahaha, yea boy thats my girl and she pops excellent up in waynes world totally dude you should see their faces when they see that this robot can move and its like... hahaha, yea and it go... thats right I'm a millionaire I'm a young money cash money fast money slow money mo' money neva low money what is that, who is that, I never heard of it I will take your picture and make a 'rest in peace' shirt of it tell those n***** beatin to make a rest in peace shirt of me cuz i killed and now don't tell no one you heard of me its like, the beat was screamin, murder me and i'm a, murderer so I murdered it and you n***** is what i eatin ill make sure of it and he who don't believe me I'll make dessert of him sherbet him, I mean shame on him, or her cut her father up this rap thang, this is my race gon' take a lap man weezy babys no ???? now gon' take a nap man, its nap time I'll holla back at you at snack time Weezy... F.... yea, ok they say I'm rappin like Big, Jay, and Tupac Andre 3 Thousand where is erykah badu at who dat who dat said they gon' beat Lil Wayne my name ain't bic, but I keep that flame who dat one dat do dat boy yall knew dat true dat swallow and i be the shhhh now you got loose bottoms I don't owe you like two vowels but I'd like for you to pay me by the hour hahaha and I'd rather be pushing flowers, than to be in the penn sharing showers see Tony told us this world was ours and the Bible told us every girl was sour dont play in the garden and don't smell her flower call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower boy I got so many girls like I'm Michael Lowry even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't doubt me man, life, just ain't life, without me hip hop just ain't hip hop, without me young moola baby C3
THA WEEZY CHRONiCLES - CH.I
- Durée: 8:18
- Notation: 4.89 (331 votes)
- Visites: 91085' favoriteCount='940
- Publié par: WhiteWoodEnt
Thématique: Carter Chronicles Entertainment Films Funny Green Lil Music Rap Tha The Tommie Wayne Weezy WhiteWood
The Hottest Music Artist Of The Moment, Lil' Wayne, Agreed To Sit Down And Conduct A Series Of Interviews With WhiteWood Films. What Resulted Is A Three-Part Video Series Of Pure Lil' Wayne @ His Best! He also Agreed To Spit A Verse For Us On Each Episode! (Which Are For Download As MP3's & Ringtones Now @ http://www.MySpace.com/WhiteWoodMusik ) ENJOY! -------------------- FREESTYLE LYRICS: Yeeaah! Weezy! Imma show you how we doin this. Ya dig! Aye! Okay. Okay, I guess Imma do what yall came here for. And in case you didnt know, I am the best rapper alive. I am the best rapper dead. I am the best rapper on the Muthafuckin moon! Okay. Okay, lets go. I am little Wayne, but you can call me Weezy, and I make these niggas wonder so you can call me Stevie hoe You can catch me in the booth nigga or on the block And Im not Jim Henson, but I be gon up off that Fraggle Rock Snap & pop, lean & Rock, nigga, I let me dreads swang, Obama F. Baby because Im winnin the campaign. Bitch, drink this champagne, and Imma drink this purple, and yo homie stack cheese, bitch You can call me Urkle. Step outta line Ill put you back up in yo damn place . Im crazy, dont you see all these tatts I put on my damn face? Ill punch you in yo damn face and tell the goons to get him, and Im so high, I cant think of nothing to rhyme with get him Nigga, Ill split em, you know keep I keep that choppa, and Im shootin at them coppas like blaka blaka blaka! And Im laughin like waka waka waka, Nigga I Hold the choppa in my heart like Camp Anawana. Gon off that ganja, you can call Kush. Cash money presdient, but nigga, dont call me Bush Nigga you can walk it out. Feel like Im watching an episode of Different strokes cause I dont know what the fuck you talkin bout. Stop askin what my tatts mean before I start a problem. How the fuck Im supposed to know? I was high when I got em. Weezy here, Weezy gon, Weezy back, Weezy left Weezy fuck Weezy Bitch Weezy Wee, Weezy F, BABY! Hahahahah. Ya dig?! And thats a muthafuckin rap -------------------- Written By: Tommie Green Directed By: Tommie Green Lil' Wayne: Tommie Green Interviewer: Antonio Turner Cinematography: Tommie Green & Jaclyn Schwanik Lighting: Jaclyn Schwanik Audio & Video Recorded @ A-Tone Studios (313.861.7000) Original Music Produced By Bomb40 Productions
2PAC- Wonda Why They Call U Bitch (Instrumental)
- Durée: 5:3
- Notation: 4.97 (107 votes)
- Visites: 127735' favoriteCount='359
- Publié par: mre2pac
Thématique: 2pac all bitch call deathrow eyez hip-hop life makaveli me mre2pac on rap snoop suge they thug tupac west wonda
Wonda Why They Call U Bitch (Instrumental) Lyrics..... "Wonder Why They Call U" [Chorus: 2Pac] You wonda why they call U bitch You wonda why they call U bitch. You wonda why they call U bitch You wonda why they call U bitch. You wonda why they call U bitch You wonda why they call U bitch. [Verse One: 2Pac] Look here Miss Thang hate to salt your game but yous a money hungry woman and you need to change. In tha locker room all the homies do is laugh. High five's cuz anotha nigga played your ass. It was said you were sleeezy even easy sleepin around for what you need See it's your thang and you can shake it how you wanna. Give it up free or make your money on the corner. But don't be bad and play the game get mad and change. Then you wonda why these muthafuckas call you names. Still lookin' for a way out and that's OK I can see you wanna stray there's a way out. Keep your mind on your money, enroll in school. And as the years pass by you can show them fools. But you ain't tryin' to hear me cuz your stuck, you're headin' for the bathroom 'bout to get tossed up. Still lookin' for a rich man you dug a ditch, got your legs up tryin' to get rich. I love you like a sista but you need to switch and that's why they called U bitch, I betcha. [Chorus] [Verse Two: 2Pac] You leave your kids with your mama cuz your headin' for the club in a skin tight miniskirt lookin' for some love. Got them legs wide open while you're sittin' at the bar Talkin' to some nigga 'bout his car. I guess he said he had a Lexxxus, what's next? You headin' to his car for some sex I pass by can't hold back tears inside cuz, lord knows for years I tried. And all the other people on my block hate your guts Then you wonda why they stare and call you slut. It's like your mind don't understand you don't have to kill your dreams ploten' schemes on a man Keep your head up, legs closed, eyes open either a nigga wear a rubber or he die smokin' I'm hearin' rumors so you need to switch and niggas wouldn't call you bitch, I betcha. [Chorus] [Verse Three: 2Pac] I guess times gettin' hard even harder for you cuz, hey now, got a baby on the way now More money from the county and thanks to the welfare you're about to get your hair done. Got a dinner date can't be late trick or treat, sweet thang got anotha trick to meet. The way he did it it was smooth plottin' while he gamin' you So baby, peep tha rules. I shoulda seen it in the first case the worst case I shoulda never called you back in the first place. I remember back in high school baby you was fast straight sex and barely move your ass. But now things change cuz you don't look the same let the ghetto get the best of you baby, that's a shame Caught HIV and now you 'bout to be deceased and finally be in peace. So where your niggas at now cuz everybody left they stepped and left you on your own See I loved you like a sista but you died to quick And that's why we called U bitch, I betcha. [Chorus] [Outro: 2Pac] Dear Ms. Deloris Tucker keep stressen me fuckin' with a muthafucken mind I figured you wanted to know you know why we call them hos bitches and maybe this might help you understand it ain't personal strictly business baby strictly business So If you wonder why we call U bitch You wonder why we call U bitch If you wonder why we call U bitch You wonder why we call U bitch
[MV]Ciara ft. Lil' Jon - That's Right (unofficial)
- Durée: 4:16
- Notation: 4.55 (49 votes)
- Visites: 40772' favoriteCount='132
- Publié par: LilAznPrideLadee
Thématique: Ciara Jon Lil Right That's
[CiCi:] Everytime he call - I come ...but, this time I think about ME! (that's right!) And what I need (that's right!) Tonight I'm doin' ME! (that's right!) And I ma hav' fun! (that's right!) [Lil' Jon:] I bet you won't get crunk, ... [CiCi:] That's my jam, ... [Lil' Jon:] Get crunk, get crunk, .... [CiCi:] That's right, that's right, ... (ooooh) [Lil' Jon:] Let's go, Let's go now... now ladies... Let's go, let's go now... If you always... Let's go, let's go now... Looking out for everybody else... Let's go, let's go now...and not yourself... Let's go, let's go now...tonight... Let's go, let's go now... It's all about you...we gon' party baby... Let's go, let's go now C'mon, crank that thang c'mon [8x] [Verse 1 (CiCi):] I was driving, cruisin' on the highway... It was a Friday, midnight, when he called me... I was thinking "HELL NO!" I already know what he wants: SURPRISE - SURPRISE So I changed plans and made some arrangements I won't be chasing, someone that's replacing, and.. That's when I called my girls up.. We about to hit the club up... Tonight's the night (let's go..) [Hook:] You can miss me all you want But I'm not coming over Tonight I'm doing me I'll call you in the morning (that's right) Hanging with my girls Until the break of dawn You can't tell me no 'Cause I can do what I want [Chorus:] Tonight I'm having fun Tonight I'm going out Let's ride up in a party All night long I'm turning off my phone So we can get it on O-ooh, o-ooh, o-ooh [Verse 2:] He kept sending e-mails Asking for details "When are you leaving?" "When will you get here?" Kept calling my cell phone I send him straight to voice mail ...leave a message {spoken} I usually call back This time I won't fall back I know what the real be You just wanna see me 'Cause he wanna [Lil' Jon:] Tap, to tap, tap, tap, tap (that booty) But he's not gonna get (that booty) If he think that it's like that (uh) He can think that's nothing [Hook:] You can miss me all you want But I'm not coming over Tonight I'm doing me I'll call you in the morning (that's right) Hanging with my girls Until the break of dawn You can't tell me no 'Cause I can do what I want [Chorus:] Tonight I'm having fun Tonight I'm going out Let's ride up in a party All night long I'm turning off my phone So we can get it on O-ooh, o-ooh, o-ooh [CiCi's Rap / Break:] I got my hands up on my back, back Take it to the flow, flow We gon' ride on out, that's right, take it down low, that's right What's up? I'm hot tonight What's up? We in the spot tonight What's up? That's right, that's right, that's right, Like this uh this, like that, that, that, JOHN drop the beat and bring it back, back, back!! Wassup? Wassup? That's right, that's right You like it? I like it! You love it? I love it! You want it? You want it? Wassup? Wassup? [Hook:] You can miss me all you want But I'm not coming over Tonight I'm doing me I'll call you in the morning (that's right) Hanging with my girls Until the break of dawn You can't tell me no 'Cause I can do what I want [Chorus:] Tonight I'm having fun Tonight I'm going out Let's ride up in a party All night long I'm turning off my phone So we can get it on O-ooh, o-ooh, o-ooh [Lil' Jon] Crank that thang, c'mon, ..... [till the end]
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