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Monday, March 25, 2013

Juicy J - Bandz A Make Her Dance


Bands a make her dance 

Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
All these chicks popping pussies, I'm just popping bands
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
These chicks clappin' and they ain't using hands

Short hair like Nia Long, loose one she don't need a loan
She start twerking when she hear a song, the stripper pole her income
We get trippy and then some, so nasty when she rolling
She put that ass off in my hands, I remote control it
She give me dome when the roof gone, at the K.O.D. she leaves with me
She got friends bring three, I got drugs I got drinks
Bend it over, Juicy J, gone poke it like wet paint
You say no to ratchet pussy, juicy j can't
Racks everywhere, they're showing racks I'm throwing racks
In the VIP rubber on I'm stretching that
Rich niggas tipping, broke niggas looking
And it ain't a strip club if they ain't showing pussy.

Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
All these chicks popping pussies, I'm just popping bands
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
These chicks clappin' and they ain't using hands.

Uhh... Pop that pussy for a real nigga
Pull out my black card, that's my lil' nigga
Make a movie with your bitch, Steven Spiel-nigga
Smokin' on Keysha, Cole give me chills nigga
What's your real name, and not your stripper name
I make it rain on ya, like a windowpane
Bands a make her dance, tunechi make her cum
Hit it from the side like a motherfuckin' bass drum
Two hoes on one fuckin' pole, two hoes on my fuckin' pole
I don't tip I pay bills, bitches call me Buffalo
Her stomach in, her ass out
I'm flyer than the ones they pass out
If money grow on trees, I branched out
I'm just waitin' for my bitch to cash out!

Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
All these chicks poppin' pussy, I'm just poppin' bands
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
These chicks clappin' and they ain't using hands

2 Chainz, four bracelets,
Let me see that ass clap, standing ovation
If yo girl don't swallow kids, man that hoe basic.
Got two bitches wit me, take a shot of one hoe,
Using her friend for a chaser.
Bands a make her buss it, buss it,
Let me see you touch it, touch it,
Money talk you ain't got none, end of discussion.
Bands a make her do it, do it.
Pocket full of money, money!
Young nigga getting head while the engine runnin'.
Errrr!! Let me see you wiggle do it for a real nigga.
I be laughing to the bank, all you do is giggle.
Balling in my coupe, call it sports car
Drop the top and freak the chick that bitch looks like a porn star!

Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
All these chicks popping pussies, I'm just popping bands
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
These chicks clappin', and they ain't using hands

Down in Atlanta, about to hit up magic
Throw some money in the air all the bad bitches gone grab it
Straight off the floor she gonna need a couple of bags
Like a broke atm I'm a spillin all this cash
Them niggas in the club don't be spending shit
Twenty stacks in one night, I be on trippy shit
My crib's paid off, but I'm still paying rent
A couple of condos paid, she loving every cent
She make that ass clap dancing like she on a dick
Bring it back I threw a stack that's a lucky bitch
Up and down she's going she's sliding on that pole
Making money stacking up hundreds shawty cold

Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
All these chicks popping pussies, I'm just popping bands
Bands a make her dance, bands a make her dance
These chicks clappin', and they ain't using hands


Bitches love me - Lil Wayne ft. Drake & Future


I'm on that good kush and alcohol
I got some down bitches I can call
I don't know what I would do without y'all
Imma ball 'til the day I fall (ball, ball, ball, ball)

Yeah, long as my bitches love me
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
I can give a fuck 'bout no hater
Long as my bitches love me
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I can give a fuck 'bout no nigga
Long as these bitches love me

Uh, pussy ass nigga stop hating
Lil Tunechi got that fire
And these hoes love me like Satan, man!
Yeah, fuck with me and get bodied
And all she eat is dick
She's on a strict diet, that's my baby
With no makeup she a ten
And she the best with that head
Even better than Karrine
She don't want money
She want the time we could spend
She said, "Cause I really need somebody
So tell me you're that somebody"
Girl, I fuck who I want and fuck who I don't
Got that A1 credit and that fillet mignon
She said "I never wanna make you mad
I just wanna make you proud"
I said "Baby just make me cum
Then don't make a sound"

I'm on that good kush and alcohol (Yeah)
I got some down bitches I can call
I don't know what I would do without y'all
Imma ball 'til the day I fall

Yeah, long as my bitches love me
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
I can give a fuck 'bout no hater
Long as my bitches love me
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I can give a fuck 'bout no niggas
Long as these bitches love me

Uh, real nigga fuck these haters
These hoes got pussies like craters
Can't treat these hoes like ladies, man!
Pussy, money, weed, codeine
She say my dick feel like morphine
I hope my name taste like sardines to these niggas
She wake up, eat this dick
Call that breakfast in bed
69, 96
I feel her heartbeat
I chest to chest with this bitch
Now turn around, face down
I'm arrestin' this bitch
Yeah, all my bitches love me
And I love all my bitches
But it's like as soon as I cum
I come to my senses
And I would say these hoes' names
But then I would be snitching
And these haters try to knock me
But they can't knock me off the hinges, man!
(Tunechi!)

I'm on that good kush and alcohol
I got some down bitches I can call
I don't know what I would do without y'all
Imma ball 'til the day I fall

Yeah, long as my bitches love me
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
I can give a fuck 'bout no hater
Long as my bitches love me
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I can give a fuck 'bout...

I lost a few good bitches
Met some more bad bitches
And I be schooling them niggas
Pose for your class picture
Now kiss my ass if you hate
I'm getting high so I'm skating
Yeah
I lost a few good bitches
Met some more bad bitches
And I be schooling them niggas
Pose for your class picture
Now kiss my ass if you hating
I'm getting high so I'm skating
Bitch

I'm on that good kush and alcohol
I got some down bitches I can call
I don't know what I would do without y'all
Imma ball 'til the day I fall

Yeah, long as my bitches love me
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
I can give a fuck 'bout no hater
Long as my bitches love me
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I can give a fuck 'bout no niggas
Long as these bitches love me


Thursday, March 14, 2013

Loveeeeee - Rihanna





Ain't nothing wrong with it...

I don't wanna give you the wrong impression
I need love and affection
And I hope I'm not sounding too desperate
I need love and affection
Love, love, love, love and affection
Love, love, L-O-V-E-E-E and affection

Oh baby, I'm not asking for the world, maybe
You can give me what I want
Baby, come hold me tight and when I'm drowning save me
Give it to me on a daily

If I'm your girl say my name boy
Let me know I'm in control
We both grown so how we feel we can let it show
I I I, won't play around
I I I, I wanna lay you down
I I I, I need you now, I need you now
Oh oh

I don't wanna give you the wrong impression
I need love and affection
And I hope I'm not sounding too desperate
I need love and affection
Love, love, love, love and affection
Love, love, L-O-V-E-E-E and affection

Boy lately, you've been stingy with your time
Got me wondering, I'm wondering if I'm on your mind
Boy I just wanna be in your possession
You say I'm the one you want so come express it

Don't slip, don't slip
Cause a nigga might push up on it
Don't really wanna lose this moment
Why window shop when you own this
I I I don't put it down
I I I don't fuck around
I I I want you now, I want you now, oh oh whoah

I don't wanna give you the wrong impression
I need love and affection
And I hope I'm not sounding too desperate
I need love and affection
Love, love, love, love and affection
Love, love, L-O-V-E-E-E and affection

Can you love me for poor (let me know)
I'm searching for my soul
Whoever turned you cold (beat this)
You need to let 'em know
I can work miracles (what's up)
I work it physical (physical)
And when I love you close,
You can feel my heart beating thru my clothes

Future...

I don't wanna give you the wrong impression
I need love and affection
And I hope I'm not sounding too desperate
I need love and affection
Love, love, love, love and affection
Love, love, l.o.v.eeeeeee and affection

Thursday, March 7, 2013

Shot for me - Drake




I can see it in your eyes: you’re angry
Regret got shit on what you’re feeling now
Mad cause he ain’t like me
Oh you mad cause nobody ever did it like me
All the care I would take, all the love that we made
Now you’re trying to find somebody to replace what I gave to you
It’s a shame you didn’t keep it: Alicia, Katia
I know that you gon hear this: I’m the man
Yeah I said it! Bitch I’m the man
Don’t you forget it
The way you walk, that’s me
The way you talk, that’s me
The way you’ve got your hair up: did you forget that’s me?
And the voice in your speaker right now: that’s me
And the voice in your ear : that’s me
Can’t you see that I made it? Yeah I made it
First I made you who you are, then I made it
And you’re wasted with your ladies
Yeah I’m the reason why you always getting faded

Take a shot for me, ooooh
Take a shot for me, ooooh
Take a shot for me
A shot for me
A shot for me

Ok look Im honest
Girl I can’t lie: I miss you
You and the music were the only things that I commit to
I never cheated, for the record, back when I was with you
But you believed in everything but me girl, I don’t get you
She says I know you changed, I never see you
Cause you’re always busy doing things
I really wish she had a different way of viewing things
I think the city that we’re from just kinda ruined things
It’s such a small place: not much to do but talk and listen
The men are jealous and the women all in competition
And now your friends telling you stories that you often misinterpret
And taint all your images of your “Mr. Perfect”
I could tell that you been crying all night, drinking all summer
Praying for your happiness, hope that you recover
This is one I know you hated when you heard it
And it’s worse because you know that I deserve it..

May your neighbours respect you
Trouble neglect you, angels protect you
And heaven accept you..