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  • Rolls Royce Bitch

    Duration: 0:04 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    Rolls Royce Bitch

    Provided to YouTube by Universal Music Group North America Rolls Royce Bitch · 2 Chainz Pretty Girls Like Trap Music ℗ ℗ 2017 Def Jam Recordings, a division of UMG Recordings, Inc. Released on: 2017-06-16 Producer: DA Honorable C.N.O.T.E Recording Engineer: Nolan Presley Mixer: Finis "KY" White Bass Guitar: Tubbyoung Guitar: Carlos "Loshendrix" Munoz Author, Composer: Tauheed Epps Author, Composer: Carlton Mays Jr. Author, Composer: Calvin Frazier Auto-generated by YouTube.

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  • 2 Chainz - Rolls Royce Bitch ( Pretty Girls Trap Music )

    Duration: 4:01 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    2 Chainz - Rolls Royce Bitch Pretty Girls Trap Music

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  • Frank Ocean - Rolls Royce Bitch (2 Chainz)

    Duration: 1:37 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    Frank Ocean - Rolls Royce Bitch 2 Chainz

    from Blonded 007. snapchat: snapsgravity

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  • DJ Bos (2 Chainz) - Rolls Royce Bitch "Slowed & Throwed"

    Duration: 5:54 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    DJ Bos 2 Chainz - Rolls Royce Bitch "Slowed & Throwed"

    Enjoy the Jam! LK SHARE SUB #CMF #CM10

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  • 2 Chainz - Rolls Royce

    Duration: 0:04 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    2 Chainz - Rolls Royce

    2 Chainz - Rolls Royce ~ Summer Vibes Promotional Use Only

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  • (SOLD) 2 Chainz x Travis Scott Type Beat - Cheese (Prod. By Lasik Beats)

    Duration: 5:53 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    SOLD 2 Chainz x Travis Scott Type Beat - Cheese Prod. By Lasik Beats

    This beat is sold. http://www.lasikbeats.com 2 Chainz x Travis Scott Type Beat - Cheese (Prod. By Lasik Beats) ◆ Email: lasikbeats1@gmail.com (Serious Purchase Inquiries Only) ◆ Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/lasikbeats ◆ Instagram: http://www.instagram.com/_lasikbeats Travis Scott Type Beat Travis Scott Instrumental Type Beat 2 Chainz Type Beat 2 Chainz Instrumental Type Beat Saturday Night Riverdale Rd Good Drank ft. Gucci Mane & Quavo 4 AM ft. Travis Scott Door Swangin' Realize ft. Nicki Minaj Pool Fool ft. Swae Lee Big Amount ft. Drake It's A Vibe ft. Jhené Aiko, Trey Songz & Ty Dolla $ign Rolls Royce Bitch Sleep When U Die Trap Check 13. Blue Cheese ft. Migos 14. OG Kush Diet 15. Bailan ft. Pharrell 16. Burglar Bars ft. Monica

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  • Riverdale Rd

    Duration: 3:25 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    Riverdale Rd

    Provided to YouTube by Universal Music Group North America Riverdale Rd · 2 Chainz Pretty Girls Like Trap Music ℗ ℗ 2017 Def Jam Recordings, a division of UMG Recordings, Inc. Released on: 2017-06-16 Producer: Mano Producer: Mike Dean Recording Engineer: Nolan Presley Mixer: Finis "KY" White Author, Composer: Tauheed Epps Author, Composer: Emmanuel Nickerson Author, Composer: Mike Dean Auto-generated by YouTube.

    Riverdale+Rd

  • Young Dolph "Pulled Up" ft. 2 Chainz & Juicy J (Starring DC Young Fly) (WSHH - Official Music Video)

    Duration: 10:30 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    Young Dolph "Pulled Up" ft. 2 Chainz & Juicy J Starring DC Young Fly WSHH - Official Music Video

    The official WorldStarHipHop premiere of Young Dolph’s "Pulled Up" music video featuring 2 Chainz & Juicy J and starring DC Young Fly. "Pulled Up" is off Young Dolph's 'High Class Street Music 5 (The Plug's Best Friend)' mixtape available here: http://livemixtap.es/ovx Follow Young Dolph: https://twitter.com/youngdolph https://instagram.com/youngdolph Follow 2 Chainz: https://twitter.com/2chainz https://instagram.com/hairweavekiller Follow Juicy J: https://twitter.com/therealjuicyj http://instagram.com/juicyj Follow DC Young Fly: https://twitter.com/dcyoungfly https://instagram.com/dcyoungfly Paper Route Empire SUBSCRIBE to the Official WorldStarHipHop Channel for more original WorldStar material, music video premieres, and more: http://goo.gl/jl4las More WorldStarHipHop: http://worldstarhiphop.com https://twitter.com/worldstar (Follow) https://fb.com/worldstarhiphop (Like) http://instagram.com/realwshh (Photos) http://shop.worldstarhiphop.com (Shop)

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  • All Gold Everything Remix - Trinidad, T.I., Young Jeezy, & 2 Chainz Lyrics

    Duration: 5:46 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    All Gold Everything Remix - Trinidad, T.I., Young Jeezy, & 2 Chainz Lyrics

    Open Me ~~~~~~~~ [Intro: Trinidad James (T.I.)] Yeah, you already know man It's your boy, TJ Ain't doing a verse on my shit, I already killed it Let the legends holla at ya, Tip (Yeah, I'm talking true A-town trap shit, ya understand that?) (It the king homeboy, hey Trinidad, dig this homes) [Verse 1: T.I.] Big bank, all I do is get bank Niggas hating on me but they bitch ain't So conceited, I don't think my shit stank 400,000 dollars on a Mulsanne Come and kick it with a west side nigga Ain't about that action, wanna bet my nigga? All day thumbing through the check my nigga Boy you're broke, you can't even be a threat my nigga When you're talking to me say it with your chest little nigga I pull up on your set and make a mess little nigga Okay, I got a kilo of gold 36 O's Wrapped around the neck of a dope boy Gold yacht, that's the presi' diamond in those And just paid cash for a Rolls Royce A true trap nigga, I done sold everything Trouble man, hustle gang, all gold everything I said trouble man, hustle gang, all gold everything [Verse 2: Young Jeezy] Bought a gold bottle now we on the Dom Big faced Rollie take up half my arm Porsche 911 with the carrot top All gold scale, that's my magic box Got the soft, my nigga Give me thirty minutes, I'll be right witcha Got the hard, my nigga Let me whip this here I'll get it right to ya Goddamn, I'm turnt up I think the knob just broke and I don't give a fuck Goddamn, I'm fucked up The streets dry as hell, this work high as fuck She want white, boy, dudes take it easy man Shit I'd pay less for a pair of Yeezy's man All I wanna know if I'mma bounce with her Talking me to death like I'm a counselor She popped a Molly I'm guessing But if she throwing the pussy I'm catching 223 with a silencer Gon' rock that shit with the flyest fur All gold like Montana (Tony) Hoes all in my phantom (Rollies) Young done killed the gold remix A nigga don't like it, God damn him [Hook: Trinidad James] Gold all in my chain, gold all in my ring Gold all in my watch Don't believe me, just watch Nigga nigga nigga Don't believe me, just watch Don't believe me, just watch Nigga nigga nigga Don't believe me, just watch Don't believe me, just watch Gold all in my chain, gold all in my ring Gold all in my watch, don't believe me just watch [Verse 3: 2 Chainz] Even all of my hat, snakeskin all in my hat Hit your girl with my chains on so that's gold all on her butt Gold all on my watch, so big it's like a clock Some people wear fox fur, on the Source cover I wore a fox This for all the DJ's that got this on replay I sell a brick on eBay, then I celebrate Several bitches in every state I'm in Miami with Wayne trying to skate, my family straight Ayo, ho 'bout to hyperventilate, I owe her one, we did a 68 I say hoes, my nigga, them ain't red bottoms, her bottom brown I'm smoking strong, my nigga, I'm on loud, not Bobby Brown That's souf side up in here, I spell "souf" with a F F stand for fuck y'all if you ain't fucking with my set Fuck with me and I'm busting, fuck with me and I'm busting Every time you see me think about what it would be like if I ain't do nothing Damn right, I'm stunting, damn right, I'm styling Just got a girl chauffeur and we on a motorcycle and she driving This Versace, that Versace, this Versace, too I got killers watching, niggas watching, bitches watching me too See I'm on lean, on loud, and I got my own lane You need to mind your own business, it's 2 Chainz and Trinidad (James) [Hook] [Outro: Trinidad James] A'int shit changed, I still don't fuck with fuck niggas And if you a fuck nigga I'm talking 'bout you Your bitch said she popped a molly, she sweating Woo

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  • Gunplay - "Take This" (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)

    Duration: 5:12 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    Gunplay - "Take This" OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO

    Listen to Meek Mill's first single "I Don't Know" featuring Paloma Ford! Download on iTunes now! "Dreams Worth More Than Money," coming soon! Buy "I Don't Know" http://smarturl.it/MeekIDontKnow

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  • D12 Feat B Real - American Psycho Part 2

    Duration: 4:06 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    D12 Feat B Real - American Psycho Part 2

    Copyright D12*** No Infringement Chorus - B-Real] I'm a little bit off the chain, call me insane, but the fact remains That I'm a psycho Better get it through your brain, when you say my name, never say it in vain Cause I'm a psycho [Verse 1 - Swift] I'm a motherfuckin omen, I bow down to no man, I'll split a ***** open, Killing folks compulsive, a soldier wit a motive, scrotum big as boulders, I'll hold it then unload on you, put on a poster, so everyone can notice who Was focused on his pokin, they nose in our business, hopin that I don't come Smoke 'em, No one knows my notions or emotions,I'm a vulture, you niggas are Close to croakin any moment, and I know when, I could fuck the culture up, Probably rap, a maniac, wit anxiety attacks, I don't wanna chat, speak when You spoken to, and I don't have to read a fuckin magazine or quoteable, to notice What you hoes'll do [Verse 2 - Kuniva] We all soldiers, we move as a unit, we all roll up, show up at your residence And light your front door up, get scared, life ain't fair, and I'm prepared to blast you Just as fast as dre can say hell yeah, so watch what you say, cause it can happen either today or the next minute, i can draw the heater and spray and I'm dead serious, you could be dead period, end of story, I'm on your porch wit a gun and your son sippin a forty, Nobody can hold me, I does it all by my lonely, I Stomp your head when you awake, you'll be looking like gumby, Aftermath and Shady bitch You can read it and weep, you see my poster in the hood for the G of the week [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Bizzare] They found Saddam, but they ain't gonna find me, I'll be under a tree in Buttfuck Tennessee, and I don't know too much about my daddy, Except he spit in my face and fucked me in my fanny, I ain't a racist I just hate whites, fags and dykes, blacks and transvestites, 13 years old And joined a fucking gang, hair under my ass cheeks feeling the fucking pain Am I insane?, who really knows, cause any second my temper can fucking Blow, I get colder than december, black the fuck out, tomorrow won't even remember See Bizzare can show what violence is all about, and this Dr. Dre beat brought it The fuck out, run in your house and put A GUN in your mouth, and blow your brains the fuck out [Verse 4 - Eminem] I probably got a screw loose or two or maybe three or four of 'em, some fell out and hit the floor, All I know is ever since my fuckin head hit the snowbank, been a little niandrotholic, no thanks to My man D' Angelo Baily, but I just take it slow daily, my biggest delemia, is tryin to figure whether To use the flat head or the phillips, or just go to the Home Depot, and pick the new power drill up, its been two hours and 6 days and I'm still up, I feel like I'm about to snap any minute, there's a new Tower Records, I'm bout to stop and get a fill-up, pick the new Cypress Hill up, and go find who did That shit to Xzibit, and go fill up a whole liquor bottle wit piss and shatter his fuckin lips wit it [Chorus]

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  • 2 Chainz - Burglar Bars lyrics

    Duration: 5:09 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    2 Chainz - Burglar Bars lyrics

    2 Chainz - Burglar Bars lyrics The lyrics of the song is the same as with the original. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ But the original song is blocked in every country ,so I used a different song, sorry. You have to play this video and song at the same time. I am not the copyright owner.

    2+Chainz+-+B urglar+Bars+ lyrics

  • I Got Something To Say [NATION F.T.E ] *LYRICS*

    Duration: 4:03 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    I Got Something To Say NATION F.T.E *LYRICS*

    Hook You know we here hustlin we been getting money alot of yall know bout that (yall know bout that) Talking bot nothing my money talk for me so tell me what you know bout that (what you know bout that) Chorus hold on mane my whip got something to say hold up homie my wrist got something to say hold up mane my chain got something to say hold up homie my bitch (what you know bout that)x2 Verse 1 Who Am I Nation wide know nation nationaly paper chasin if it's bout me (bet it) money in the making and imma keep pacesin forget these hoes i save my energy and fuck a blood line cause if he broke then he aint keen to me Fuck friends I get along with these enemys Too many smilling faces never know what they intensions be Foes hatin from the past so if they even menchin me (PLUCKA PLUCKA PLUCKA) I'll make them history and I dont make hits bitch I make history put me in the frame an gone hang me in the embassy (OH THEM HOES GONE ADMIRE THAT) now they gone remember me yen suckin or fuck then we aint got no chemistry you cant see yoself climbin then how you gone get to me cause standin on a mountain of money is how you should picture me where's the million dollar make so I can clear it and i aint hood rich Im just rich period Hook You know we here hustlin we been getting money alot of yall know bout that (yall know bout that) Talking bot nothing my money talk for me so tell me what you know bout that (what you know bout that) Chorus hold on mane my whip got something to say hold up homie my wrist got something to say hold up mane my chain got something to say hold up homie my bitch (what you know bout that)x2 Verse 2 Playstion 3 grew goose and hoes when you dead broke shit none of this goes avalanch geavonie navagation like imma piolit McDonlads in MIAMA convosation on the sidekick Im nothin like what i used to be ridin fly in da mercedes still is used to me I mean im still in the hood is what you used to see but roeses KoolAid used to be I was born misfit destine to be Mr. Aint Shit Now JD and Greg St.is who i drank wit far from the days when i could afford a pair of decent jeans If i was a dream 10k in the pinky ring walk up in the club and someyhing to say is what they wanna see FTE we grand supreme we done mad a super team me jr and fruit on the phone makin power moves been gettin money now we finna tower dudes Hook You know we here hustlin we been getting money alot of yall know bout that (yall know bout that) Talking bot nothing my money talk for me so tell me what you know bout that (what you know bout that) Chorus hold on mane my whip got something to say hold up homie my wrist got something to say hold up mane my chain got something to say hold up homie my bitch (what you know bout that)x2 OUTRO Yea nigga the real muthafuckin american dream natin from the bottom (what you know bout that) Frank Lucus in thia rap shit FTE what you know bout that (what you know bout that)

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  • Gucci Mane - Drop Top Wizop (Lyrics)

    Duration: 3:41 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    Gucci Mane - Drop Top Wizop Lyrics

    [Intro] Huh, Drop Top Wop (skrt) Ha [Verse] Tell the valet to be careful, when he park my whip Hol' up, he don't even look like he can park my whip Jump out right in front of the club like I own this bitch Who that ridin' with cha? Oh, that's just the dopeman bitch Got my arm out the window showin' off my wrist Got the top chopped off like I ain't got good sense Call me Vert Gucci, it's a lotta niggas wanna murk Gucci No Gucci, not the old Gucci, not the fat Gucci Please don't bring him back, not the old Big Cat Gucci Standing in the trap, use a eggbeater that Gucci This ain't hip hop this is drug dealer music I won’t give a fuck if you don’t listen to it See this one for my nigga just came home and did a ten piece Now he on some M's in the Flame every Wednesday Zone 6, 5 plus the fucked up penitentiary If you ain't signed to 1017, you against me And I ain't got no friends, I ain't motherfucking friendly If you ain't got more money than me you can't really diss me This the type of vibe, make a trapper buy a Bentley Know you tryna tempt me but ain't nobody listenin' See, when I walk on stage they give me a quarter ticket My watch a quarter ticket, I'm givin' them the business All my artists dipped, guess they thought it was over I knew they'd all jump ship cause they was part time soldiers Gucci Mane LaFlare and I will never roll over You act like you's my man but you's a cold heart cobra I think these fools forgot that I'm a self-made mogul No hard top, drop top, Lambo, doors up Soft top, Rolls-Royce, white bitch, dough up Got grown men wanna be like Gucci when they grow up Maybach, backseat, no shirt iced up White Ghost, no sir not mine all hers Double R, new truck all white mink floor Benz Jeep, all red, red rims, trap car White Range, small change that's my everyday car God take my breath away if all of them ain’t paid for Why the call you Drop Top? What I need a top for? Known to drip excessively that's what she brought the mop for Why they call you Guwop? 'Cause a lotta guap, bra Haters done tried everything but ain't no way to stop us

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  • Helicopter- Lil Scrappy (Feat. 2 Chainz, Twista Rolls Royce Rizzy)

    Duration: 5:43 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    Helicopter- Lil Scrappy Feat. 2 Chainz, Twista Rolls Royce Rizzy

    Lil Scrappy (Feat. 2 Chainz, Twista Rolls Royce Rizzy) - Helicopter

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  • All gold everything (remix) T.I. Young Jeezy 2 Chainz (lyrics)

    Duration: 5:44 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    All gold everything remix T.I. Young Jeezy 2 Chainz lyrics

    [Intro: Trinidad James (T.I.)] Yeah, you already know man It's your boy, TJ Ain't doing a verse on my shit, I already killed it Let the legends holla at ya, Tip (Yeah, I'm talking true A-town trap shit, ya understand that?) (It the king homeboy, hey Trinidad, dig this homes) [Verse 1: T.I.] Big bank, all I do is get bank Niggas hating on me but they bitch ain't So conceited, I don't think my shit stank 400,000 dollars on a Mulsanne Come and kick it with a west side nigga Ain't about that action, wanna bet my nigga? All day thumbing through the check my nigga Boy you're broke, you can't even be a threat my nigga When you're talking to me say it with your chest little nigga I pull up on your set and make a mess little nigga Okay, I got a kilo of gold 36 O's Wrapped around the neck of a dope boy Gold yacht, that's the presi' diamond in those And just paid cash for a Rolls Royce A true trap nigga, I done sold everything Trouble man, hustle gang, all gold everything I said trouble man, hustle gang, all gold everything [Verse 2: Young Jeezy] Bought a gold bottle now we on the Dom Big faced Rollie take up half my arm Porsche 911 with the carrot top All gold scale, that's my magic box Got the soft, my nigga Give me thirty minutes, I'll be right witcha Got the hard, my nigga Let me whip this here I'll get it right to ya Goddamn, I'm turnt up I think the knob just broke and I don't give a fuck Goddamn, I'm fucked up The streets dry as hell, this work high as fuck She want white, boy, dudes take it easy man Shit I'd pay less for a pair of Yeezy's man All I wanna know if I'mma bounce with her Talking me to death like I'm a counselor She popped a Molly I'm guessing But if she throwing the pussy I'm catching 223 with a silencer Gon' rock that shit with the flyest fur All gold like Montana (Tony) Hoes all in my phantom (Rollies) Young done killed the gold remix A nigga don't like it, God damn him [Hook: Trinidad James] Gold all in my chain, gold all in my ring Gold all in my watch Don't believe me, just watch Nigga nigga nigga Don't believe me, just watch Don't believe me, just watch Nigga nigga nigga Don't believe me, just watch Don't believe me, just watch Gold all in my chain, gold all in my ring Gold all in my watch, don't believe me just watch [Verse 3: 2 Chainz] Even all of my hat, snakeskin all in my hat Hit your girl with my chains on so that's gold all on her butt Gold all on my watch, so big it's like a clock Some people wear fox fur, on the Source cover I wore a fox This for all the DJ's that got this on replay I sell a brick on eBay, then I celebrate Several bitches in every state I'm in Miami with Wayne trying to skate, my family straight Ayo, ho 'bout to hyperventilate, I owe her one, we did a 68 I say hoes, my nigga, them ain't red bottoms, her bottom brown I'm smoking strong, my nigga, I'm on loud, not Bobby Brown That's souf side up in here, I spell "souf" with a F F stand for fuck y'all if you ain't fucking with my set Fuck with me and I'm busting, fuck with me and I'm busting Every time you see me think about what it would be like if I ain't do nothing Damn right, I'm stunting, damn right, I'm styling Just got a girl chauffeur and we on a motorcycle and she driving This Versace, that Versace, this Versace, too I got killers watching, niggas watching, bitches watching me too See I'm on lean, on loud, and I got my own lane You need to mind your own business, it's 2 Chainz and Trinidad (James) [Hook] [Outro: Trinidad James] A'int shit changed, I still don't fuck with fuck niggas And if you a fuck nigga I'm talking 'bout you Your bitch said she popped a molly, she sweating Woo

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  • 2 Chainz - Riverdale Rd ( Pretty Girls Trap Music 2017 )

    Duration: 3:26 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    2 Chainz - Riverdale Rd Pretty Girls Trap Music 2017

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  • Travi$ Scott - 3500 (feat. Future & 2 Chainz) + Lyrics

    Duration: 8:43 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    Travi$ Scott - 3500 feat. Future & 2 Chainz + Lyrics

    From upcoming debut album Rodeo. Produced By: Allen Ritter, Mano, Metro Boomin, Mike Dean & Zaytoven Download on iTunes: http://tinyurl.com/3500iTunes Lyrics: [Intro: Future] Bandanna wrapped, wrapped 'round your head The bandanna wrapped 'round your head Fuck niggas they're shit Ain't nobody triller than me Ain't nobody triller than Scott Ain't nobody trill man I'm takin' their spot [Hook: Travi$ Scott] 30s in the city movin' slow $3,500 for the coat Only real niggas keep you float Only trill niggas I know Only trill niggas I know Only trill niggas I know Only trill niggas I know Only trill niggas I know [Verse 1: Travi$ Scott] Ladies order up the champagne, a whole lot of it Painkillers, they got back pain, know you gotta love it Tens out in N-Y, they in my hallways, I gotta lobby of 'em Up and down, we chase Monday nights, we made a hobby of it Still down with the same dogs, man they never loved us Gave my niggas all gold chains to remind me of it We're still holding that old thing, tryna rob me of it One time for the trill bitches that'll let me touch it I'm papi though, they get it poppin' with me when I'm out in public Flyin' through, I got a young 'Yonce with an Iggy on her Me and Metro do the same drugs, got a lot of it All these cups and damn, all these hoes, these niggas up to somethin' Touch down out in H-Town, there it might get ugly Its trill niggas wit trill niggas, a whole army of 'em I run the check up, I'm a hot nigga, don't tell my 'countant on me Free Rowdy Rowdy, free Bobby Bobby, them the Shmurda homies Good lord! [Hook: Travi$ Scott] [Verse 2: Future] Dro with me, drank with me, lean like I'm Clark Copping a Wraith then I throw it in park You niggas from Mars, you ain't got no heart I know lil one gon come with that A and that R (Only trill niggas I know) I know lil one gon come with that A and that R I'm counting I'm dripping I'm fiending I'm not from this planet I was abandoned Trill nigga real nigga popping them pill niggas I stack up a mil nigga like its a lil nigga This for the one that's gon' load up the k for me This for the ones that ran off and didn't wait on me This for the ones that ran off and didn't wait on me This for you bitch you ran off and did weight for me (Only trill niggas I know) Hood nigga fuck all that red carpet shit Hood nigga I fuck a red carpet bitch I put a Rolls and a Royce on my wrist You can smell promethazine when I piss Pray to God he bring me Actavis Ain't nobody triller than Metro ain't nobody triller than Scooter Hop on the private I do it, take all the mollies I do it The Bentley put up with no mileage I do it These Styrofoams with me legitimate I'm proudly down these Percocets We just want to be stoners lately, I've been on on on This money an option, this weed is an option, this lean is an option Your bitch is an option, her bitch is an option I send them through auctions You paying that price for that punanay This gold on my neck is a new Grammy [Hook: Travi$ Scott] [Verse 3: 2 Chainz] My bathtub the size of a swimming pool Backstroke to my children room Maybach in the living room I spent racks on these tennis shoes Niggas know what I'm finna do Time for me to put the mink up Forgiattos on a Brinks truck My favorite rapper drove a pink truck I do shit that you dream of I was born with a mean mug I was born with nappy hair, drinkin' breast milk out a lean cup Titty Boi's my alias Real niggas my radius Trill niggas on the song with me If she bad as hell I'll pay the babysitter In a black Mercedes with her Doin' about 180 with her I was born a hustler paraphernalia in my baby pictures Resident all eloquent leather shit in my front yard TV by my swimming pool, got the bitch like a sports bar Chevelle with a new motor, got the bitch like a sports car Ya my name is Tity Boi, I don't fuck with hoes that wear sports bras Crib bigger than your imagination Call the trap house the gas station Call momma's house the Jag station Emoji sad faces Look at these niggas I need to buy pocketbooks for these niggas [Hook: Travi$ Scott] [Bridge: Future] Ain't nobody triller than me Ain't nobody triller than Scott Ain't nobody trill man I'm takin' their spot We ride on a yacht Ain't nobody triller than Metro, ain't nobody triller than Scooter Ain't nobody triller, I knew it, ain't nobody triller, we knew it Pour up an Ace out on niggas, don't play 'round like Janice and Judy (Only reall niggas keep it float) Say fuck all the rumors say fuck all the rumors (Only trill niggas I know) Say fuck all the rumors say fuck all the rumors (Only trill niggas I know) Say fuck all the rumors say fuck all the rumors [Hook: Travi$ Scott] Thanks to genius.

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  • Eminem My Dad's Gone Crazy Lyrics

    Duration: 5:40 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    Eminem My Dad's Gone Crazy Lyrics

    Hello boys and girls. Today we gonna talk about father and daughter relationships Do you have a daddy? I'll bet you do Who's your daddy? Hailie: daddy what are you doing? Eminem and hailie: okay then! everybody listen up! Eminem: i'm goin' to hell! who's comin' with me???!? Hailie: somebody please help him! i think my dad's gone crazy... Verse 1 There's no mountain i can't climb, There's no tower too high, noplane that i can't learn how to fly What do i gotta do to get through to you, to show you there ain't nothin' i can't take this chain saw to? Fuckin' brains, brawn and brass balls, i cut'em off,and got'em pickled and bronzed in a glass jar inside of a hall With my framed autographed sunglasses with elton john's name onmy glaad wall, i'm out the closet, i've been lyin' my ass off All this time me and dre been fuckin' with hats off (suck it,marshall). so tell laura and her husband to back off Before ipush this mutha fuckin' button and blast off and launch one atthese russians and that's all Blow every fuckin' thing except afghanistan on the map off. when will it stop? when will i knockthe crap off? Hailie, tell 'em baby,( my dad's lost it!!) Chorus There's really nothin' else to say, i... i can't explain it I think my dad's gone crazy A little help from hailie jade, won't you tell 'em baby I think my dad's gone crazy There's nothin'you could do or say that could ever change me I think my dad's gone crazy There's no one on earth that can save me, not evenhailie I think my dad's gone crazy Verse 2 It's like my mother always told me, eenee meenee meini mo codeine and Goddammit you little muthafucker if you ain't got nuthin' nice to say then don't say nuthin' Uh, fuck that shit bitch eat a mutha fuckin' dick, chewon a prick and lick A million mutha fuckin' cocks per second, i'drather put out a mutha fuckin' gospel record I'd rather be a pussy whipped bitch, eat pussy, and have pussy lips glued to my facewith a clit ring in my nose then quit bringin' my flows Quitgivin' me my ammo. can't you see why i'm so mean? if y'all leave me alone this wouldn't be my m.o. I wouldn't have to go, eenee,meenee, meini, mo, catch a homo by his toe, man i don't know nomore/am i the only fuckin' one who's normal any more? Dad... Chorus There's really nothin' else to say, i... i can't explain it I think my dad's gone crazy A little help from hailie jade, won't you tell 'em baby I think my dad's gone crazy There's nothin'you could do or say that could ever change me I think my dad's gone crazy There's no one on earth that can save me, not evenhailie I think my dad's gone crazy My songs can make you cry, take you by surprise at the same time,can make you dry your eyes with the same rhyme See what you're seein' is a genius at work, which to me isn't work, so it's easy to misinterpret it at first Cus when i speak, it'stongue-in-cheek, i'd yank my fuckin' teeth before i'd ever bitemy tongue I'd slice my gums, get struck by fuckin' lightningtwice at once and die and come back as vanilla ice's son And walk around the rest of my life spit on, and kicked and hit with shit everytime i sung Like r. kelly as soon as "bump and grind" comeson. more pain inside of my brain than the eyes of a little girl Inside of a plane aimed at the world trade, standin' on ronnie'sgrave, screamin' at the sky, till clouds gather, it's clydemathers and bonnie jade And that's pretty much the gist of it,the parents are pissed but the kids love it. 9 millimeter heater stashed in 2 seaters with meat cleavers I don't blame you, i wouldn't let hailie listen to me neither... Chorus There's really nothin' else to say, i... i can't explain it I think my dad's gone crazy A little help from hailie jade, won't you tell 'em baby I think my dad's gone crazy There's nothin'you could do or say that could ever change me I think my dad's gone crazy There's no one on earth that can save me, not evenhailie I think my dad's gone crazy Hailie: Crazy Ha ha ha You're funny daddy!

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  • [2017] 2 Chainz Type Beat "Flayve" | Prod. By. HERO

    Duration: 0:01 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    2017 2 Chainz Type Beat "Flayve" Prod. By. HERO

    For Purchasing Inquires Email Me @ Prodbyhero@gmail.com Follow Me on IG & Twitter @Prodbyhero © 2017 Prodbyhero All Rights Reserved. Travis Scott Type Beat Travis Scott Instrumental Type Beat 2 Chainz Type Beat 2 Chainz Instrumental Type Beat Saturday Night Riverdale Rd Good Drank ft. Gucci Mane & Quavo 4 AM ft. Travis Scott Door Swangin' Realize ft. Nicki Minaj Pool Fool ft. Swae Lee Big Amount ft. Drake It's A Vibe ft. Jhené Aiko, Trey Songz & Ty Dolla $ign Rolls Royce Bitch Sleep When U Die Trap Check 13. Blue Cheese ft. Migos 14. OG Kush Diet 15. Bailan ft. Pharrell 16. Burglar Bars ft. Monica

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  • Young dolph shows off his new chain & new Rolls-Royce

    Duration: 1:36 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    Young dolph shows off his new chain & new Rolls-Royce

    Young dolph showing what hard work gets you!!!

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  • DRAM - Gilligan ft. A$AP Rocky & Juicy J [OFFICIAL VIDEO]

    Duration: 4:45 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    DRAM - Gilligan ft. A$AP Rocky & Juicy J OFFICIAL VIDEO

    Directed By: Nadia Lee Cohen "Big Baby DRAM Deluxe" Edition available now: https://empire.lnk.to/BigBabyDramDeluxeID Buy/Stream "Gilligan": https://empire.lnk.to/Gilligan iTunes: http://apple.co/2wzco2u YouTube: https://youtu.be/qc8Lx5v78CA Spotify: http://spoti.fi/2gf4KUp Google Play: http://bit.ly/2wIxITs Follow DRAM: http://www.bigbabydram.com http://Twitter.com/BigBabyDRAM http://Facebook.com/BigBabyDRAM http://Instagram.com/BigBabyDRAM http://soundcloud.com/BigBabyDRAM "Gilligan" Lyrics: Big headed, long stick Fucked up, turnt, too Do it big headed, long stick Turnt up, turnt, too Gone off the shit again, that's just how I live Lost just like Gilligan on my own island Gone off the shit again, lost just like Gilligan Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay Gone off the shit again, yeah, ay Lost just like Gilligan, ay, ay Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like (DRAM) Look, I got hella shit Take a whip, peep these molly rocks I got diamonds, too Bought a few, but they still like to swipe Bitch, don't call my bluff If you want one, then meet me at the crib You know what it is Put your phone on off, give your phone to him, okay, cool Girl, your fro so soft, ooh, look at your friend, tryna be rude Get put in your place and that's out my place So please, be nice All this in your face, you can't get out my face We know your type Gone off the shit again, that's just how I live Lost just like Gilligan on my own island Gone off the shit again, lost just like Gilligan Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay Gone off the shit again, yeah, ay Lost just like Gilligan, ay, ay Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like (Juicy J) I got hella racks in my safe, got stars in my Wraith I got stripper hoes snortin' blow, dancin' in my place I got hella pounds from the plug that I'm 'bout to face Three Six Mafia probably fuck yo mama back in '98 Sippin' on purple rain like champagne Niggas gon make a toast And that weed and shit that you passin' If a nigga don't choke Rolls Royce, I'm flying, sauces drippin' Same color as the smoke Thousand niggas with it in the street Nigga look like the Pope (Oh shit, nigga!) Gone off the shit again, that's just how I live Lost just like Gilligan on my own island Gone off the shit again, lost just like Gilligan Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay Gone off the shit again, yeah, ay Lost just like Gilligan, ay, ay Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like (A$AP Rocky) Gilligan lost, turned trill again Need a vitamin, wait a min' Better yet, a ritalin for my adrenaline If I'm up in my feelings, better pay the man Like motherfuck a middle man Like I'm the shits with the shits Fuck another nigga bitch again off the shits again Island boy like I'm Dominican On repeat like a ceiling fan All pink like I'm Killa Cam Palms, feet and let 'em feel the sand On the beach like I'm finna tan Black and proud like the brother man Make it rain like the weatherman Bust your head, fuck a settlement Got to save and never sell again Gone off the shit again, that's just how I live Lost just like Gilligan on my own island Gone off the shit again, lost just like Gilligan Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay Gone off the shit again, yeah, ay Lost just like Gilligan, ay, ay Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like

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  • Royce Da 5'9 Ft. Tre little-Malcom X (D12 diss)

    Duration: 6:01 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    Royce Da 5'9 Ft. Tre little-Malcom X D12 diss

    *Royce 5'9* D-12, worst fucking rap group ever (You ready?) Royce Da 5'9" would like to apologize to the family of my homeboy Bugz for lettin' that line leak out the radio, it was a long story how it happened D-12 though, y'all better quit actin' like that wadn't my man too Like I was tryna disrespect him or somethin', I was tryna disrespect y'all 'Cause that's what I'm doin' (gun-cocking) from here on in My new name from now on, don't even call me Royce Da 5'9" no mo' Call me Malcolm X, 'cause e'rybody in the city wanna kill me (*gun shooting sounds*) I'm Malcolm X now hahahahaha, we gon' see who goin, I ain't goin nowhere motherfucker We gon' see, e'rybody who against me, nigga I'm mad (BITCH) Haha, yeah, there's only one problem Everytime you motherfuckers breathe on the mic It's a motherfuckin' lie nigga, nobody believes you (*echoes*) [Chorus] We gon' beat yo' ass DOWN (2x) Y'all niggaz sound like y'all write y'all rhymes with motherfuckin' crayons, BITCHES *Royce* Yeah, what rap crew I gotta snatch up out the game (bitch) Who must I smack for sayin my name? Somebody gon' die, it's probably YOU You couldn't fit Bizarre's body in my shoes Niggaz quick to talk, all hood 'til I pop up Plus, you just act tough cause Suge got locked up I am above y'all, when you droppin your raps to diss me I only recognize the top of your hats And I don't like Proof, punk-ass, he think he tough He keep thirty niggaz with him, cause he weak as fuck! I ever catch you by yourself, I'ma fuck you up Snatch your little cheap-ass chain and piece you up You better hope you and the white boy keep in touch And be a good little hype man, or your lease is up Since Slim signed 50, I don't see your teeth as much That's good, cause you got a grill like a fuckin truck! DAMN HOMIE, it's history, over, hang it up Go somewhere and hang up some 50 posters, PUNK You speak too late, y'all prolly gon' go up to them awards and get yo' ass whooped by B2K I just wish Eminem would stop tellin' everybody he ain't speakin' to me Like I'm one of his hoes or somethin' How 'bout this, I ain't speakin to you, chump And I'ma keep pickin on your weak ass crew You, BITCH, Bizarre you a fat stutterin fuck You a joke, I choke whoever buttered you up I've been ridin by your house, you don't come out too much You hidin, when I find you I'ma snatch you out of that truck and tie your fat stankin ass to your couch and just FEED YOU, you already look like you about to bust Nigga you can run or hide; I'll be on your porch with a cheeseburger tryin to lure you outside! 'Cause he's in it, Bizarre say G-g-g-g-g-g-unit I bet you throw some extra "g's" in it Just like a stutterin' fool, can't reach intelligence He sweats when he raps, cuz he got a speach impediment You, BITCH, Porky's pig and Porky's tomb About to dig his own grave with a fork and spoon You, BITCH, Denaun and Swifty please Give it a year,both y'all be wreckin' 50's lease What do I know, that other nigga y'all got in your group I don't even know his name, but he can shovel my snow You, BITCH, let's face it I gave it to y'all My lil' sister got six puppies that's braver than y'all (puppies barking) Niggaz is startin' the beef I'm 'bout to end with the quickness I'm 'bout to end this quicker than Bizarre can finish a biscuit Quicker than quick shit, y'all ain't felt the half Quicker than Eminem can pinch Elton's ass Don't call me, I ain't ready to squash ya yet, kiss my ASS I don't wanna talk to ex, I am so sick I should be compared to cancer Y'all throw up ya dukes and don't swing like Fred G. Sanford I be makin' muh'fuckers scratch they heads when I rhyme Y'all lil' niggaz crack ya heads then rhyme, go play; you lil punk ass niggaz, y'all can scream and yell all you want I feel like I'm battlin' Kenan & Kel You, BITCH, none o' y'all can put in the card to kill Paul better call me, like he called Benzino Matter of fact, I might even do a song with Ray Sign with Murder Inc. and hit you with a song-a-day [Chorus] We gon' beat yo' ass DOWN (4x) *Royce* I don't even want you lil' punks to think I'm mad Y'all lil' niggaz are Ninja Turtles, you're nothing Nothin', you not on my level, I will beat yo bosses ass, nigga Tre Little, bring it on *Tre Little* Tre Little, the baby gorrilla, I'm just that guy I'm 5'6", got stacked lines, shit that high, I'm ridin' FUCK you and your commercial appeal I turn yo' head into blue 'n yellow Purple Hills I bet you whatever that nobody beats my family Eminem, Nelly said that he'll eat you like candy What did you do, got on the phone and called him up You don't wanna talk to Royce, but you talk to us You, BITCH, yo' crew some local hoes I'll hit you harder than that white girl that broke your nose You and Royce can squash this with one talk Step around from your security and talk to that man I understand you backin' yo' crew, but diss my brother Anythin' that happen to him, somethin' gonna happen to you And I don't give a fuck for that, nigga, I'll do life I advise you to stop; yo' money don't buy you stripes Only thing that money brings is fake niggaz and problems Followed by niggaz who hate fake niggaz and rob 'em But you niggaz is WACK; Denaun I'ma stab you So many times, I'ma feel bad when you collapse! You niggaz is so BITCH you make me sick to my stomach Every beat that you ever made sound like it was missin' somethin' Timbaland lookin' ass, nigga, my style is realer What producer you ever know only good for album filler We gon' beat yo' ass DOWN (2x) *Royce 5'9* You!, Yea, punk ass niggaz, yea we in the streets now too, nigga Big Homie's out nigga, what up *Tre Little* Yea you studderin ass motherfuckers, what y'all thought My brother here ain't have no backbone? Nigga, it's on when I see y'all Proof what the fuck you thinkin' of nigga, that's cash boy Need the white boy to get y'all started ass niggaz Fuck y'all hoes, I told Royce I ain't like that motherfucka Faggots, I smack the shit outta any one o' y'all niggas 7 Mile bet one nigga What the fuck y'all thought nigga y'all'll get bought bitch Street orientated; y'all motherfuckers hate it Learn how to flow stop bein' mad y'all bitches Trick, trick, when I catch yo' bitch ass, yeah dude Asked about cash nigga, you comin' to yo' doom You'll end up like click boom, bitch Rock City motherfucker, regardless Get the point bitch, or get the hollows motherfucker It's Cash Flow, bitch, Big Homie

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  • King Los - Rich As Fuck (Freestyle)

    Duration: 2:52 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    King Los - Rich As Fuck Freestyle

    Download Link Via HotNewHipHop: http://www.hotnewhiphop.com/king-los-... Follow Los on twitter https://twitter.com/iamkinglos Like Los on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/Swaggaboylos

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  • Gucci Mane - Long Money (HD Video)

    Duration: 4:16 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    Gucci Mane - Long Money HD Video

    © 2010 The Orchard Music / WMG / 1017 BrickSquad LIKE YScRoll On FaceBook http://www.facebook.com/pages/YScRoll/165003803540368#!/ I have followed the copyright law correctly, its non-profit and the songs are credited." or "Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use. Hook: Jacuzzi on the roof, ugly hoes don't get the time of day Chiefin' on sativa smell the reefa from a mile away Pistol in my coupe, try my troops you'll get blown away Gucci Mane got long, bitch, thats all I gots to say Gucci Mane got long money, thats what them bitches say [x3] I aint even gotta talk my money conversates Verse 1: Bitches think I got a money tree, I drown the bitch with money Ferrari with them bumble bees, Four Giovanna sittin up under it "How many karats in that bracelet, baby?" I think about 200 Plus I hit the club with 50k lets keep that shit 100 I got a couple houses several spouses in my pent house smoking ounces Came up selling keys and ounce, half a pound watch golden brown My pants sag grams weigh em down, use to catch the train and go downtown Just to walk around and window shop now I shut the mall down in every town Every time I hit the scene fresher then I wanna be cover of the magazines, back of the limousines Stacks in my denim jeans, hoes gonna remember me Fo' fifty eight ship to me from italy, six 12 sittin outside the facilities 911 Gucci's ice game killing me Came along way from drug dealing Waking up rich is a great feeling Couple mill stashed for my grandchildren Just hand counted me a coo' half million Up on em, pull up on em, like a bird drop low and shit on em Pissed em, spit on em, Tell them haters Gucci got rich on em Hook: Jacuzzi on the roof, ugly hoes don't get the time of day Chiefin on sativa smell the reefa from a mile away Pistol in my coupe, try my troops you'll get blown away Gucci Mane got long, bitch, thats all I gots to say Gucci Mane got long money, thats what them bitches say [x3] I aint even gotta talk my money conversates Verse 2: Every city I make magic, I make money disappear Cause its a tragedy how clear these diamonds blingin in my ear It's so many that wanna marry me, I'm married to the game Cocaine put me in position, swagga brought me outta fame I need accountants to help me count it Rolls Royce I mount it Corvette painted candy, drop the top that bitch is crowning Houses in Zone 6 All my niggas Hustlas, and robbers dont fuck with us Niggaz better off fucking with Angel Dust I'm racked up like a pool table Stay draped up in Purple Label Drink purple drank, smoke purple weed, got a purple car and long paper Everyday thank the lord that I wake Everyday live it like its my last day Shine so bright rock stupid ice More karats in my chain then a carrot cake Money shout he running out, I'm bustin out cant close the vault Aint my fault its yo fault, nobody stay here this my money house Stash house stocked up try fuck shit get chopped up I'm rocked, stay blocked up, aint locked up, but I'm gwapped up Hook: Jacuzzi on the roof, ugly hoes don't get the time of day Chiefin on sativa smell the reefa from a mile away Pistol in my coupe, trym my troops you'll get blown away Gucci Mane got long, bitch, thats all I gots to say Gucci Mane got long money, thats what them bitches say [x3] I aint even gotta talk my money conversates Guy talks.... Hook: Jacuzzi on the roof, ugly hoes don't get the time of day Chiefin on sativa smell the reefa from a mile away Pistol in my coupe, try my troops you'll get blown away Gucci Mane got long, bitch, thats all I gots to say Gucci Mane got long money, thats what them bitches say [x3] I aint even gotta talk my money conversates Gucci Mane - Long Money (HD Video) [In Studio Performance] Gucci Mane - Long Money (HD Video) [In Studio Performance] Gucci Mane - Long Money (HD Video) [In Studio Performance] Gucci Mane - Long Money (HD Video) [In Studio Performance] Gucci Mane - Long Money (HD Video) [In Studio Performance]

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  • Tory Lanez - Bal Harbour Ft. A$AP Ferg (Audio) (Lyrics In Bio)

    Duration: 4:02 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    Tory Lanez - Bal Harbour Ft. A$AP Ferg Audio Lyrics In Bio

    Subscribe To Our Channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCplHwNs0Cn_WO9KeP4ES6vA Listen To Our Catch The Wave Spotify Playlist: New Music Updated Daily https://open.spotify.com/user/djgenius05/playlist/4Du3zEp42oOrxdfcu5MX71 Tory Lanez - Bal Harbour Ft. A$AP Ferg (Audio) (Lyrics In Bio) Follow Mixtape Monopoly: Http://Instagram.com/MixtapeMonopoly Lyrics: [Hook: Tory Lanez] I swear All I'm tryna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on Big time, chuck the money up until it's all gone Twenty niggas, hunnit chains, bitch we all on We all on, we all on We all on, we all on Someone get the shooters 'cause we all on I got 40s and the Rugers when we all on It look like The Godfather, whenever we ball, baby I'm all up in Bal Harbour, Givenchy and Balmain It look like The Godfather, whenever we ball, baby I'm all up in Bal Harbour, Givenchy and Balmain [Verse 1: Tory Lanez] Pullin' up Rolls Royce gave 'em no choice When I'm tellin' bitches hop in Rolls Royce gave 'em no voice Push button and the door close With a million dollar wardrobe Airplane mode for the phone All you fuck niggas, I ignore those I be up way in the clouds Cause fuck nigga weighin' me down I made a full circle with the plane I call that shit playin' around I put on the whole clique on bust down Man the whole world know we up now Big chain get flood now Fuck nigga, sit the fuck down Don’t it make you mad, you see these diamonds on me Got the whole polar pacific climate on me All I'm tryna do is put my dog on Get this money 'til it's all gone [Hook: Tory Lanez] I swear All I'm tryna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on Big time, chuck the money up until it's all gone Twenty niggas, hunnit chains, bitch we all on We all on, we all on We all on, we all on Someone get the shooters 'cause we all on I got 40s and the Rugers when we all on It look like The Godfather, whenever we ball, baby I'm all up in Bal Harbour, Givenchy and Balmain It look like The Godfather, whenever we ball, baby I'm all up in Bal Harbour, Givenchy and Balmain [Verse 2: A$AP Ferg] I just fucked your bitch, now she hangin' with the crew She hopped up in my whip 'cause she know I got the juice I got a hundred chains, hundred thousand on the jewels In the foreign switchin' lanes, nigga that's just how we do Come hop in my ride with me, baby These dollar signs be drivin' me crazy She drink about four by 10, shoes, they all Phillip Lim Girl don't worry bout the cost, them broads don't know about them I'm gonna be yours someday I love her, then fuck her like everyday I'm gonna just cuff and fuck what they say Getting this cake like Anna Mae We up in the crib watching anime Right up in the crib where the phantom stay Taking all your friends on a dinner date Why you fuckin' with him? He cannot compete Diamonds dancing crazy, all my jewelry nae nae They all on my nuts like a Payday When I'm up in the club then it's pay day Put my thumb in her butt she like yeah In the back of my bus I go yeah And we finna go up in the air And I catch a lil' dome in the Lear [Hook: Tory Lanez] I swear All I'm tryna do is hit a lick and put my dogs on Big time, chuck the money up until it's all gone Twenty niggas, hunnit chains, bitch we all on We all on, we all on We all on, we all on Someone get the shooters 'cause we all on I got 40s and the rugers when we all on It look like The Godfather, whenever we ball, baby I'm all up in Bal Harbour, Givenchy and Balmain It look like The Godfather, whenever we ball, baby I'm all up in Bal Harbour, Givenchy and Balmain

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  • Big Tymers-Number 1 Stunna(With Lyrics)

    Duration: 5:42 - FileType: mp3 - Bitrate: 192 Kbps


    Big Tymers-Number 1 Stunna With Lyrics

    Big Tymers Number 1 Stunna I Got That Work Cash Money Records [Baby] Nigga can't out-stunt me when it come to these fuckin' cars, nigga Believe that! You know me - I don't need no introduction and shit Ride Bentley's 'round the city on buttons, ya bitch Arm hangin', wrist blingin' - just stun'n and shit Drop the top, block is hot Stay bumpin', ya bitch B. Atrice get it right, don't tangle and twist it Hit the club every night, drunk - drinkin' that Crissy Niggas mad - don't like it 'cause I'm bangin' they bitches When the light hit the ice, it twankle and glistens Baby, Brian, B., Bubble - you can call me what you feel Hoppin' out the platinum Hummer with the platinum grill With the platinum pieces, and the platinum chains With the platinum watches, and the platinum rings (platinum rings) Last shit ain't changed Still doin' my thing Still do it for the block - nuts hang and swing You don't know another nigga that can stunt like me (stunt like me) Big Tymer representin', nigga - the U.P.T. [Hook (Baby + Lil' Wayne)] [Baby] I'ma a hard stun'n nigga like Evil Knievel [Wayne] Jumpin' out Lex's and Hummers - showin' off for my people [Baby] I'm the # 1 stunna! [Wayne] Wh-what, wh-what, what? [Baby] The # 1 stunna! [Wayne] Wh-what, wh-what, what? [Baby] James Bond, Jackie Chan, and that bitch, MacGyver [Wayne] Private planes, Jaguars, Bentley's, and Prowlers [Baby] I'm the # 1 stunna! [Wayne] Wh-what, wh-what, what? [Baby] The # 1 stunna! [Wayne] Wh-what, wh-what, what? [Baby] I put dubs on cars - when I ride, I'm fly We thugs, not stars, bitch - ride or die Put bricks on blocks, nigga - cooked and cut Juvy 'bout to hold the rocks, nigga, hook it up Diamonds on my hoes' feet - when they walk, they spark Diamonds in my fuckin' teeth - when I talk, I spark Don't fuck around with beef - when it start, I spark Me and my Hot Boy creeps - when it's dark, we spark Just bought a new car, and I spent about a million The motherfuckin' driver seat sittin' in the middle Me and my son, Wheezy, got a house by the water I'll be fuckin' bad bitches (bad bitches, bad bitches) [Lil' Wayne] I be hittin' they daughters [Baby] I like my dick sucked fast [Lil' Wayne] I like to play with them rookies [Baby] I like to fuck 'em in they ass while he beat up the pussy I'm the number-one stunna - you don't want my shit I'ma stunt 'til I die, bitch, the shit don't quit [Hook (Baby + Lil' Wayne)] [Juvenile] Baby, pop the Cryst-al, and shine the jew-els Get the Cadillac from Sewell with twenty-inch L's [Lil' Wayne] Boss B., Slow down in the Jag, you lost me [Baby] [tires squeal] Slow down, Wayne - you know that's all on me [Lil' Wayne] But you know how slow the new Rolls Royce be Come on - you know how slow the new Rolls Royce be [Juvenile] Baby, give me the ki's, give me the weed, give me the G's, give me the Mack-10 Let me see happenin' To me, these niggas laggin' [Lil' Wayne] What's up, Boss B. You ever got beef with a busta, you can call me You know I keep a "blucka-blucka" Hit 'em all week Give me the keys to the bubble I'm on y'all street Juvenile (Juvenile) [Juvenile] Baby, let me get the keys to the Rover Truck Man, let me get this beef shit over, bruh [Lil' Wayne] But wait, My nigga, Baby - he live on chrome My nigga, Baby - he get his shine on [Hook2x (Baby + Lil' Wayne)] [Baby {talking}] Now, it's plain and simple, nigga I ain't met a nigga yet could fuck with these Cash Money Hot Boys with these cars, nigga See that new Monte Carlo, that's hot and on fire that my dog, Fresh, had first We got 'em on dubs That Lexus - the new one - that come out in 2001 with the frog eyes I got that bitch on dubs And that Yu- the new Yukon, that's bubble-eye I got that bitch on dubs And that Mercedes Wagon, with the kit, that's kitted out look like it got frog eyes That bitch on dubs And I got that Benz that me and my dog bought for our bitches We got this shit here on dubs We all drive Bentley's on dubs I'm tryin' to put platinum eyebrows on these hoes I just bought me a platinum football field, nigga Ya understand? Don't fuck with me with these cars, nigga (at all, playboy) We the number-one stunnas, nigga (Nigga, we don't give a fuck) Got that Viper with them rattlin stripes, with that kit Ya understand? We ain't playin' TV's in all our shit Believe that, playboy (Fuck your whole hood up)

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