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Nicki Minaj Ft. Lil Wayne, Bobby V – Sex In The Lounge Lyrics

April 02, 2012     No comments

Nicki Minaj Ft. Lil Wayne, Bobby V – Sex In The Lounge Lyrics

[verse 1: nicki minaj]
i think i gave him a discrete name, he replied with a street name
pr at the heat game, no ball, repeat game
he addicted to hustle; i’m addicted to fame
though he packin’ that muscle, i’m addicted to brain
i’m addicted to chillin’, make a hell of a killin’
don’t i stunt on these b*tches? man i’m bad as a villain
get the gun, i’ma hunt ‘em; when i’m done, i’m a don ‘em
when we leaving the lounge, i’ma keep it a hundred
it went down, enough said, pull off in that thing, and it’s blush red

[hook: bobby v]
sex in the lounge, girl, i’m gon’ take ya down
i’m gon’ have you screaming, girl, they gonna hear the sound
of our sex in the lounge
i can’t believe this has happened to me, girl
happened to me, girl

[verse 2: bobby v]
so caught up in this girl
shawty, got me hooked right now
keeping true to myself, cause i’m so into her
cause we doing it like nobody’s around
and when we doing it, i can hear her make a sound
shawty was singing like me
had that girl singing, singing like me
she be like, ooh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, oh
she looking at me like she want it
i’m over here
she climbing on top of me
i’ma make her scream, her scream

[hook: bobby v]
sex in the lounge, girl, i’m gon’ take ya down
i’m gon’ have you screaming, girl, they gonna hear the sound
of our sex in the lounge
i can’t believe this has happened to me, girl
happened to me, girl

[verse 3: lil wayne]
sit that pussy on my bottom lip
then after that you know we gotta switch
my house so big that b*tch came with a lobby
we didn’t use a rubber, but i came on her body
i laid her down and kiss her neck and talked dirty to her
like i get that pussy wetter than a dirty sewer
f*ck with me, turn around and bust it open for me
get on that d*ck and get that money, go oprah for me
all you girls don’t like me, cause they know you love me
but if you scared, go to church, it’s open sunday
i-i-i dig, i dig in that pussy, guess what i found
tunechi lee and nicki, sex in the lounge

[hook: bobby v (x2)]
sex in the lounge, girl, i’m gon’ take ya down
i’m gon’ have you screaming, girl, they gonna hear the sound
of our sex in the lounge
i can’t believe this has happened to me, girl
happened to me, girl

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DJ Khaled Ft. Chris Brown, Rick Ross, Nicki Minaj & Lil Wayne – Take It To The Head Lyrics

March 27, 2012     No comments

 

DJ Khaled Ft. Chris Brown, Rick Ross, Nicki Minaj & Lil Wayne – Take It To The Head Lyrics

[dj khaled - intro]
working all winter
shining all summer
i aint no beginner
you scared to…

[chris brown - hook]
take it to the head, (yeh yeah)
don’t think about it, be about it
don’t be scared to take it to the head (yeh yeah)
girl, you fly but if i tell you than to take it to the head
then you might take it to the head

i’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
one shot, two shots, i’m gone
take it to the head
i’m in my zone, damn near got my eyes closed
one shot, two shots, i’m gone
now we gon’ get fucked up, no excuses no apologies

[rick ross]
reputation for g’s, thats the roll of a boss
so amazing to see, black baguettes in my watch
she say love is for free, just expensive to shop
but its nothing to me, that extends from my block
i got a lot of figures, i’m a father figure
she know a lot of niggas, don’t know a hotter nigga
come to the winners circle, a lot of men will hurt you
but i’m here to nurture, i wanna take you further
she got all them purses, i say in my verses
ysl and hermes and barely scratch the surface
she know on purpose, as i peel the curtains
i always make her nervous, this record’s perfect

[chris brown - hook]
take it to the head, (yeh yeah)
don’t think about it, be about it
don’t be scared to take it to the head (yeh yeah)
girl, you fly but if i tell you than to take it to the head
then you might take it to the head

[nicki minaj]
yo, reputation for bussin’
pussy open, it’s nothin’
big fat nigga, all that huffin’ and puffin’
take me shopping in france
and he pay in advance
he got big balls, ran a play in his pants
ran away with his money just to chill on the island
all my bitches is stylin’
beaches and eatin italian
this is real shit, real shit
on the real, nigga fuckin’ wit a real bitch
i ride for him, dmv
stamina, gnc
3 letters cmb
competition, i don’t see any

[hook]
take it to the head, (yeh yeah)
don’t think about it, be about it
don’t be scared to take it to the head (yeh yeah)
girl, you fly but if i tell you than to take it to the head
then you might take it to the head

[lil wayne]
reputation for tastin’
i’m killin’ ‘em hoes like jason
got that pussy like medication to patients
got my eyes closed, like asian persuasion
fuck with me baby, it’s tunechi baby
buss a nut, smoke a blunt, now i’m rejuvenated
with all that pink on, bitch i’m king kong
i eat her ice cream, she eat my ice cream cone
pop a pill and pop that pussy
i bet you tunechi make her throw away that silver bullet
and she kiss me on my neck and she kiss me on my chest
and then she…

[hook]
take it to the head, (yeh yeah)
don’t think about it, be about it
don’t be scared to take it to the head (yeh yeah)
girl, you fly but if i tell you than to take it to the head
then you might take it to the head

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Nicki Minaj ft Lil Wayne – Roman Reloaded Lyrics

February 24, 2012     No comments



Nicki Minaj ft Lil Wayne – Roman Reloaded Lyrics

[Nicki Minaj - Hook]
Bang, my shit bang, it bang bang
b-b-bang, my shit bang it bang bang

[Verse 1]
I guess I went commercial
Just shot a commercial
When I flew to the set though
I aint fly commercial
And the ad is global, yep
Your ad was local
Where we shot it was a lot of different agriculture’s
So I laugh at hopefuls
Nicki pop, only thing thats pop is my endorsement
I, fuck around I have to go and reinforce the glock

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Is it me or did I just put these rap bitches on the map again
You mad cause I’m at the grammy’s with the Vatican
You in the booth, but I’m who you be channelling
Why they never bring your name up at the panel then?
Hottest MC’s, top five!
You need money, I got mine
More knots than Eric from Basketball wives (yaaa dig?)

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I couldn’t do your TV show I needed ten more mill
Not 10 on the back, I need 10 on signing
Give that shit to a wash up, bitch I’m winning
If I had a label I would never sign you hoes
Take you bitches to school than I Columbine you hoes
I hear the slick shit, bitch you washed
All you hoes cryin’: Christopher Bosh

[Hook]

[Verse 4]
Ayo, now when I tell ‘em it’s Barbie bitch
Yes I really do mean it’s Barbie bitch
Ask Mattel, they auction my Barbie bitch
Raggedy Ann, could never be a Barbie bitch
You at the bottom of the barrel scraping
I’m out in LA, at the Ice Age taping
I’m chillin’ at the top I got ample time
Bite me, apple sign

[Hook]

[Lil Wayne]
Kush on my breath, cocaine on my tongue
Eat that pussy make it numb
She can’t feel herself cum
Got a body on my gun
Fuck the world with my thumb
Pop a molly smoke a blunt
That mean I’m a high roller
My ex wanna work it out, bitch try Yoga
Two hoes in the bed, tell ‘em hoe slide over
Excuse my French, two bitches and moi
That’s a Nicki Ménage à Trois
Ha

[Hook]

[Lil Wayne]
My shit so cold man, it don’t even stink
Destructive ass nigga, watch me break the bank
Weezy F, and the F is for Fill in the blanks
And I say shout out Mack Maine
Back yard bully
And the weed purple like a black girl pussy
Word, middle finger on the trigger
Uh, so that it mean, fuck a nigga

[Hook]

[Lil Wayne - Hook]
Bang bang-bang, my bitch bang
She bang bang
Well thats cause my bitch is Nina Ross and
She bang b-bang bang
Bang bang, she go bang, bang
(bang-bang, bang, bang-bang)
We bang, bang-bang
Bang, b-b-b-bang, bang we blood gang

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Slaughterhouse – She Will Freestyle Lyrics

February 24, 2012     No comments


Slaughterhouse – She Will Freestyle Lyric

[Joe Budden]
It go,
I told her, now go and pop that pussy for a real nigga
Fattest ass texting me all day but I still ig’ her
Don’t do the small talk
Wrong guy to deal with
She ask me for a vacay
All she get is a guilt trip
Niggas is talking to the feds now bugging out
Even got cassettes in they chest, Teddy Ruxpin style
Bitches is wylin’, they treatin me like they husband now
Do I got this white girl up stairs like this the drumming house

[Joel Ortiz]
Now go and pop that pussy for another real nigga
House gang bang bang, no Deringer
Long rifle big boobs, drip ooh shout when I come around the corner
Like a Vic’ Cruz route
Suck it with your boobs out
You fucking skank
Deep throat, please choke yeah gag like like a fucking prank
You know us Rican’s be freaking
So though we got dinner reservations later this evening I’m eating

[Chorus - Joe Budden and Joell Ortiz]
She just started to pop it for a nigga and then look back and told me baby it’s real
And I said bitch you crazy if you think I believe you but I’ma still get a feel
She said her head ground breaking so it’s only right I show her the drill
She cute so maybe she won’t, yeah aight nigga, trust me she will
Yeah
Do it for the hardest nigga spittin in the game right now, she will, yeah
Do it for the hardest nigga spittin in the game right now, she will, she will
If I can drop her off and she ain’t gotta take the train right now she will
Do it for the hardest nigga spittin in the game right now, she will, she will

[Verse 3: Joell Ortiz]
I mean..
Why the fuck would she not, she’ll play my side just to be hot
Hop in my ride, crushing these blocks, swallow her pride
Fuck them reeboks, red bottoms glide, girl get on top and
Leave those on and go with your squat, let’s make this porn
See the red dot? The camera’s on
Here’s your big shot
They say you shy, I know you’re not
Now prove ‘em wrong
Make it

[Verse 4: Joe Budden]
He can’t go the places I go
He ain’t been the places I’ve been
He can’t fuck the hoes that I’ve fucked
He don’t spend they way that I spend
Wait she hold that pussy hostage like a pimp is nearby
With me she always wanna lay up like a rim is nearby

[Verse 5: Royce Da 5'9"]
Hop up on that pole and wind
Overtime, take off your clothes and grind
She know she fine, she low-key no she mind
Look at the neck and the hoe get blind
Fuck your man, got a loaded nine
When I’m bowling for colombine
Put a bullet in his head, leave him with an open mind
And I poke his dime

(Crooked I!)

[Verse 6: Crooked I]
In the pussy, I go for delph
Why you think they call it box
Gotta hit baby below the belt
Whether coka or moka after I stroke a
I never broke myself
We into march, but may 15th, we be on your shelf!
Welcome to our House nigga (House nigga)
No Clarence Thomas
Running your lane, we sonning the game
So pay your parents homage
Each one of my gang is one of the same, I’m being very honest
Plus that paint so black on a Bentley coup I’m feeling Farrakhan-ish
I promise, so many tattas got my name on it
These strippers, they bring the parade on stage and I rain on it
Real nigga!
Man I’m getting this money don’t ask how
You get cheese cause of derrière is a cash cow

[Chorus]

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Romeo Santos Ft Lil Wayne – All Aboard (Official Video)

February 23, 2012     No comments

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Busta Rhymes Ft. Missy Elliott, Lil Wayne & Chris Brown – Why Stop Now (Remix) Lyrics

February 16, 2012     No comments

turn my fucking beat up (x3)
(turn my mic up to)
9remix)

uh, yeah! we can do anything
walk everywhere and buy anything! (reemix)
i’ll be chilling, i don’t worry about anything reemix)
why stop now? i can have everything! (part 2)
yeeeah! i can have everything!
yeeeah! i can have everything!
yeeeah! i can have everything!
why stop now? i can have everything!

find the nearest exit
everybody better find the nearest exit
see the way i killed very nigga in this bitch
somebody please tell me where the forensics
everybody know the god real
looking like you work in a garage sale
while you hating on one of the greatest
i be in the crib digging in ya mom’s tail
big old bitch – avatar
i got her sitting on the dick like i handle bar
shawty like the way i beat it up
beat the pretty pussy with a battle scar
let a nigga eat it up like a caviar
got her buggin now she wanna carry on
ymcmb, gods of this rap shit that we are
but ya girl look like a little amateur
wednesday night at the apollo
but it’s okay ’cause she got a long neck
and i got a dick size only a giraffe could swallow
sent her back cause they gonna ask tomorrow
why baby girl did you have to gargle?
if i could have everything
do me a favour send me a hundred more bottles
hahaha

uh, yeah! we can do anything
walk everywhere and buy anything!
i’ll be chilling, i don’t worry about anything
why stop now? i can have everything!
yeah! i can have everything!
yeah! i can have everything!
yeah! i can have everything!
why stop now? i can have everything!

aye let me re-introduce ya’ll to my beautiful twin
oh my god. missy…

it go 3,4,5,6
on this mic i hot spit
this my time, toc-tic
on the chicken not fucking wit’
hit ‘em with hits in the head i spit…
this shit is so ridiculous, sick
missy like no other chick
now watch how i kill this remix
i slay these crows
got more lines than cornrows
you aint on me sea level
better get on ya tippy toes
really though, really no
i’ma blow it up like a torpedo
who am i, you don’t know
you can call me the original
i’m the e-double-ll i-o-t-t don’t ever try me on the mic i’ma beast
eat an emcee like i’m finna have a feast
you better sit down, have a seat
i can do anything, missy finna change the game
ya’ll better stay up in ya lane
now i’mma just make y’all clap ya hands

uh, yeah! we can do anything
walk everywhere and buy anything! (reemix)
i’ll be chilling, i don’t worry about anything reemix)
why stop now? i can have everything! (part 2)
yeeeah! i can have everything!
yeeeah! i can have everything!
yeeeah! i can have everything!
why stop now? i can have everything!

it’s been officially declared that the martian is back in the building
tunechi!!!

man, fuck these niggas
man, fuck these hoes
t just roll a big long blunt
i smoke that bitch till it’s muggsy bogues
i aint got time for that bitch shit
glock, automatic, no stick shift
my girl p-ssy bigger than pig lips
my blunts last longer than friendships
man, i was on my skateboard
it aint trickin’ if you got it i’ll pay for it
hol’ up, wait for it
catch up, like fake blood
my own funeral i’m late for it
shout out to my young nigga ace hood
i’m fresh out the can i’m canned goods
two handguns, my hands full
i’m young ill and so mean
i’m one pill from od’ing
i’m high hoe, my eyes low like korean’s
i pulled up on that ?
thuggin’, bumping golf wang
bitch, i’m higher than eddie cane
tunechi i can have everything

uh, yeah! we can do anything
walk everywhere and buy anything! (reemix)
i’ll be chilling, i don’t worry about anything reemix)
why stop now? i can have everything! (part 2)
yeeeah! i can have everything!
yeeeah! i can have everything!
yeeeah! i can have everything!
why stop now? i can have everything!

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Video: Lil Wayne (ft Bruno Mars) – Mirrors

February 02, 2012     No comments

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