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DJ Rockid Presents: Clubkillerz Volume 5 (Bootleg), Various Artists
DJ Rockid Presents: Clubkillerz Volume 5 (Bootleg)
Release type: Bootleg
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Release date:

2007

 
Duration: 65:34  
Size, Mb: 92,05  
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Price for album: 3.68 (discount 20%)  

 
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Tracklist
Title / Artist     Duration Bitrate Size (Mb) Price Download
1
Intro Lyrics 01:03 181 1,36 0.10
2
I Dont Wanna Know Lyrics 01:22 191 1,85 0.10
3
Touch Me, Tease Me (RMX) Lyrics 02:01 208 3,01 0.10
4
Not Today Lyrics
Why wont you grow up and be a man someday
I can't believe that you're still playing silly games
Now why do I put up with all this child's play?
Now if your word is all you have
Then you ain't worth a damn thing

[Chorus:]
Promises, you told me everyday
That you made you never ever kept
By me I really want to believe
But not today, not today, not today, not today

You're the worst, I can't even depend on you
You say a lot of good things, but something else you always do
Be a man of you word, try to love something other than you
But now you can be on your way 'cause I don't want you to stay

[Eve:]
Promises 'bout our house, 'bout the kids
Lifestyle we would live, who the fuck you really is?
In my face, all the time, spittin' line after line
Broke down my wall and you got in my mind
You's a fake shoulda known
All the signs I was wrong
Believed what I saw and your cover was blown
Breakup, LEAVE
Make up, PLEASE
You's a magician all them tricks up your sleeve
Had me for a minute, I was in it
You played good but I admit
You gotta get it so I make moves.
And I'mma leave you where you at dog, chill
Go back to square one, wait for something real
02:22 202 3,39 0.10
5
Poppin Them Thangs Lyrics 01:20 206 1,97 0.10
6
Times Up (ft. Nate Dogg) Lyrics 00:55 197 1,29 0.10
7
Pop That Booty Lyrics 01:05 218 1,70 0.10
8
Break Ups To Make Up Lyrics 01:30 195 2,09 0.10
9
Turn It Up Lyrics
From the album: Afrodisiac

Give me a sour power
I'm a need a sponge roller and some sweet pajamas
Give me some Donnie Simpson
On Video Soul where I got my first attention
'Cause I don't wanna sound familiar
Want a guaranteed single, not an album filler
Give me some 90's music
I want Timbaland on it, I know he can do it

All my people they hear this and be askin' 'what?'
Brandy on the radio, turn it up!
Timbaland, you know how to bang the club
Give my people something to shake their butts
All my people they hear this and be askin' 'what?'
Brandy on the radio, turn it up!
Timbaland, you know how to bang the clubs
Give my people something to shake their butts

The Kid n' Play reunion
Give me House Party, give me House of Music
Yup, gimme 92 and
lemme do my thing on it so they won't refuse it
Make it hot, get Babygirl's attention
She's more than a woman and we sure do miss her
I wanna represent her
Timabaland, Missy, you get the picture

Give it up, we gon' show you how we party
Give it up, we gon' show you how we party
Give it up, we gon' show you how we party
Give it up, we gon' show you how we party

All my people they hear this and be askin' 'what?'
Brandy on the radio, turn it up!
Timbaland, you know how to bang the clubs
Give my people something to shake their butts
All my people they hear this and be askin' 'what?'
Brandy on the radio, turn it up!
00:39 208 0,98 0.10
10
Oochie Pop Lyrics 02:07 189 2,86 0.10
11
Move Bitch Lyrics
[whistling]

[Chorus 2x: Ludacris]

Move bitch, get out the way
Get out the way bitch, get out the way
Move bitch, get out the way
Get out the way bitch, get out the way

[Ludacris]
OH NO! The fight's out
I'ma 'bout to punch yo...lights out
Get the FUCK back, guard ya grill
There's somethin' wrong, we can't stay still
I've been drankin' and bustin' two
and I been thankin' of bustin' you
Upside ya motherfuckin' forehead
And if your friends jump in, "Ohhh gurrlll", they'll be mo' dead
Causin' confusion, Disturbin Tha Peace
it's not an illusion, we runnin' the streets
So bye-bye to all you groupies and golddiggers
Is there a bumper on your ass? NO NIGGA!
I'm doin' a hundred on the highway
So if you do the speed limit, get the FUCK outta my way
I'm D.U.I., hardly ever caught sober
and you about to get ran the FUCK over

[Chorus]

[Mystikal over second chorus]
BITCH! Watch out, watch out, watch out
BITCH! Watch out, watch out, watch out, move

Here I come, there I go
UH OH! Don't jump bitch, move
You see them headlights? You hear that fuckin' crowd?
Start that goddamn show, I'm comin' through
hit the stage and knock the curtains down
I fuck the crowd up - that's what I do
Young and successful - a sex symbol
The bitches want me to fuck - true true
Hold up wait up, shorty
"Oh wazzzupp, get my dick sucked, what are yoouu doin'?"
Sidelinin' my fuckin' bussiness
tryin' to get my baby, child support sue me
Give me that truck and take that rental back
Who bought these fuckin' T.V.'s and jewelry bitch, tell me that?
No, I ain't bitter, I don't give a fuck
But i'ma tell you like this bitch
You better not walk in front of my tour bus

[Chorus]

[I-20 over second chorus]
Bring it, get 'em

Too bad I'm on the right track
Beef, got the right mack
Hit the trunk, grab the pump pump, I'll be right back
We buyin' bars out, showin' scars out
We heard there's hoes out, so we brought the cars out
Grab the peels cuz we robbin' tonight
beat the shit outta security, for stoppin the fight
I got a fifth of the remy, fuck the Belve and 'cris
I'm sellin' shit up in the club like I work in the bitch
Fuck the dress codes, it's street clothes, we all street niggaz
We on the dance floor, throwin' bows, beatin' up niggaz
I'm from the D.E.C., tryin' to disrespect D.T.P.
And watch the bottles start flyin' from the V.I.P.
Fuck this rap shit, we clap bitch, two in your body
Grab ya four, start a fight dog, ruin the party
So move bitch, get out the way hoe
All you faggot motherfuckers make way for 2-0
So...

[Chorus]

[whistling]
01:37 198 2,31 0.10
12
Who Dat Lyrics
[JT Money]
Jack jack.. YEAH!
Put em up! Put em up!
Yo yo.. JT Money!
Throw em up! Throw em up!
JT Money!

Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Go nutty - who dat?)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Who dat? Huh?)
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
(WHO DAT? who dat? WHO DAT? who dat?)
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew
(Huh? YEAH!)

Yo who dat off-brand nigga tryin to hang wit the clique
Flossin like you came wit the clique
But would you bang with the clique if it was thick
or do you just ride dick?
Cause playa, I don't know you, nigga tell me who you wit!
If you hang wit the Squad, you bound to get scarred
Sucker boys run they mouth, real niggaz run the yard
Round here we blow trees, don't fuck with OB's
You dick-ride niggaz might be the police; aaaah-iight?

Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Aiy-ya NIG-GA)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (YEAH!)
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
(Who dat? Who dat? HUH?)
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew
(Tryin to.. in my.. it's you!)

Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Aiy-ya-ya)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
(Who dat? Who dat? Who dat?)
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew
(Who dat? Tryin to get up in my..)

[Sole]
Uhh, me and my girls rollin deep, represent the Sole
Bunch of fly-ass bitches, when we ride it's on
See them niggaz all pause, droppin digital phones
Askin me, where you from, cause they wantin to clone, niggaz..
Them lines, they spit, they want, my shit
But game, be whack, I turn, my back
Then hear that you're lickin, stickin it
Tell all your friends that you're dickin it
Swingin on them ??
Hi-Fi shit nigga, get sick with this, say
Who dey? Who dat? No chance, blew dat
When you said that you wrote this
Have Red Zone niggaz on blow for this bitch
Don't you deny it nigga, don't even try it nigga
You makin claims that you laid wit the fly nigga
Don't know, your name, it still, remains
That you, would say, you fucked, So-le`
Everytime they turn a back, burn tracks
Niggaz wanna say they've earned stacks
Dick be jack, picture that
Say my name I'm the one, who the fuck is dat? Why?

[JT Money]
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Aiy-ya-ya)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
(Who dat? Who dat? Who dat? HUH?)
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew
(Who dat? Tryin to get up in my crew!)

Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Aiy-ya-ya)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
(Who dat? Who dat? Who dat? HUH?)
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew

I been said a legendary up in this motherfucker
Veteran in this game, and still bringin ruckus
Never had no time for tricks or no bustaz
I only fuck wit dat real I got no love for suckers
All these tiny-ass niggaz be wanna wear my shoes
Ain't got the slightest of clues or either paid your dues
Then these hoes goin crazy, bout J baby!
The way you show me your love, is by the way you pay me
The game room been closed, so stay up out of mine
Just know I keep niggaz up and krunk, like battle lines
Motherfuckers be all up in a nigga biz
Tryin to question my shit just like a pop quiz
Nigga what this is? Aaaa-ight?

Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Aiy-ya-ya)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
(Who dat? Who dat? Who dat? HUH?)
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew
(Who dat? Tryin to.. in my.. it's you!)

Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Aiy-ya-ya)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
(Who dat? Who dat? Who dat? HUH?)
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew
(Who dat? Tryin to get up in my crew!)

(We out to change nigga!)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
(We runnin game nigga! You wanna bang nigga?)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
(It ain't no thang nigga! We out to change nigga)
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
(We runnin game nigga! You wanna bang nigga?)
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew
(It ain't no thang nigga! Aaaa-ight!)

Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Aiy-ya-ya)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
(Who dat? Who dat? Who dat? HUH?)
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew
(Who dat? Tryin to.. in my.. it's you!)

Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
(Who dat? Who dat? Who dat? HUH?)
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew
(Who dat? Tryin to get up in my crew!)

YEAH!
00:20 185 0,45 0.10
13
Tipsy Lyrics
Teen drinking is very bad
yo i got a fake ID though
yeeah, yeeah,yo, 2 step wit me, 2 step wit me

1, here comes the 2 to the 3 to the 4
everybody drunk out on the dance floor
babygirl ass jiggle like she want more,
like she a groupie and i aint even on tour
maybe cause she heard that i rhyme hard core
maybe cause she heard that i buy out the stores
bottom of the 9th in the series gotta score
if not i gotta move on to the next floor
here comes the 3 to the 2 to the 1
Homeboy trippin he dont know i gotta gun
when it comes to pop man we do this for fun
you aint got one stick you betta run
now im in the back gettin head from a hun
while she goin down i breakin on what i done
she smokin my stuff sayin she aint havin fun
chick give it back now you on't gettin none

[chorus]
errybody in the club gettin tipsy, everybody in the club getting tipsy
now errybody in the club gettin tipsy
errybody in the club gettin tipsy
now errybody in the club gettin tipsy
errybody in the club gettin tipsy
now errybody in the club gettin tipsy
errybody in the club gettin tipsy

2, here comes the 3 to the 4 to the 5,
now im lookin at shorty right in the eyes
couple seconds passed now im lookin at her thighs
while she tellin me how much she hated her guy
she said she got a kid but she got her tubes tied
if you 21 girl thats all right
i wonder if a shake comin with them fries
if so baby can i get em super sized

here comes the 4 to the 3 to the 2
she started feelin on my johnson right out the blue
girl you super thick so im thinkin thats koo
but instead of one lifestyle i need 2
her eyes got big when she glanced at my jewels
expression on her face like she aint got a clue
and she told me she dont run with a crew
you know how i do but i guess why i gotta do

[chorus]

3, here comes the 4 to the 5 to the 6
self explanatory i aint gotta say im rich
this single man aint tryna get hitched
nigga waste it on me man son of a bitch
brushed it all off now im back to gettin lit
grisa orange juice man this is some good ish
homebody trippin cause im starin at his chick
now he on the side line starin at my clique
here comes the 5 to the 4 to the 3
hands in the air if you cats drunk as me
club on the set kwon cut out them trees
dude i dont care im a p.i.m.p

[chorus]

everybody in the club gettin tipsy
everybody in the club gettin tipsy
everybody in the club gettin tipsy
everybody in the club gettin tipsy
01:00 180 1,29 0.10
14
All About Benjamins Lyrics 01:19 197 1,87 0.10
15
Now Ride Lyrics 02:10 221 3,42 0.10
16
Wake Up Lyrics 01:15 169 1,51 0.10
17
Turn It Up Lyrics
From the album: Afrodisiac

Give me a sour power
I'm a need a sponge roller and some sweet pajamas
Give me some Donnie Simpson
On Video Soul where I got my first attention
'Cause I don't wanna sound familiar
Want a guaranteed single, not an album filler
Give me some 90's music
I want Timbaland on it, I know he can do it

All my people they hear this and be askin' 'what?'
Brandy on the radio, turn it up!
Timbaland, you know how to bang the club
Give my people something to shake their butts
All my people they hear this and be askin' 'what?'
Brandy on the radio, turn it up!
Timbaland, you know how to bang the clubs
Give my people something to shake their butts

The Kid n' Play reunion
Give me House Party, give me House of Music
Yup, gimme 92 and
lemme do my thing on it so they won't refuse it
Make it hot, get Babygirl's attention
She's more than a woman and we sure do miss her
I wanna represent her
Timabaland, Missy, you get the picture

Give it up, we gon' show you how we party
Give it up, we gon' show you how we party
Give it up, we gon' show you how we party
Give it up, we gon' show you how we party

All my people they hear this and be askin' 'what?'
Brandy on the radio, turn it up!
Timbaland, you know how to bang the clubs
Give my people something to shake their butts
All my people they hear this and be askin' 'what?'
Brandy on the radio, turn it up!
01:05 201 1,56 0.10
18
Party To Damascus (ft. Missy) Lyrics 01:13 222 1,95 0.10
19
Bodys Hot Lyrics 01:46 218 2,76 0.10
20
Yeah (RMX) Lyrics 02:21 205 3,42 0.10
21
Shorty Lyrics 01:13 210 1,84 0.10
22
Caught Up Lyrics
I'm the kind of brotha
Who been doin' it my way
Gettin' my bread for years
In my career
And every lover
In and out my life
I hear love and left the tears
Without a care
Until I met this girl who turned the tables around
She caught me by surprise
I never thought I'd be the one breaking down
I cant figure it out why

I'm so
Caught up
Got me feelin' it
Caught up
I don't know what it is
But it seems shes got me twisted
I'm so
Caught up
Got me feelin' it
Caught up
I'm losin' control
This girls got a hold on me

Let me go baby
Now listen
My momma told me
Be careful who you do cuz karma comes back around
Same ol' song
But I was so sure
That it wouldnt happen to me
Cuz I know how to put it down
But I was so wrong
This girl was mean
She really turned me out
Her body was so tight
I'm lookin' for her in the daytime with a flashlight
My homies say this girl is crampin' my style
And I can't figure it out but

I'm so
Caught up
Got me feelin' it
Caught up
I don't know what it is
But it seems shes got me twisted
I'm so
Caught up
Got me feelin' it
Caught up
I'm losin' control
This girls got a hold
I'm so
Caught up
Really feelin' it
Caught up
I don't know what it is
But it seems shes got me twisted
I'm so
Caught up
Really feelin' it
Caught up
I'm losin' control
This girls got a hold on me

And I think I like it baby
Oh nooo, oh no
Ooh, yeaah, oh my

This girl was mean
She really turned me out
Yeah, yeah, yeah, suga
My homies say this girl is crampin' my style
I'm so
Caught up
Caught up
Don't know what it is
But it seems shes got me twisted
I'm so
Caught up
Really feelin' it
Caught up
I'm losin' control
This girls got a hold
I'm so
Caught up
Im so
Caught up
I don't know what it is
But it seems shes got me twisted
I'm
Caught up
Really feelin' it
Caught up
I'm losin' control
This girls got a hold on me
01:11 222 1,90 0.10
23
Show Me Your Soul Lyrics 01:13 145 1,27 0.10
24
Get Doe (ft. Fatman Scoop) Lyrics 01:09 186 1,53 0.10
25
Bow (Carreer Riddim) Lyrics 01:03 216 1,60 0.10
26
Hot Lyrics 00:34 203 0,84 0.10
27
Get It Back Lyrics 01:37 209 2,41 0.10
28
Marihuana (Hoy Gyal Riddim) Lyrics 00:53 200 1,27 0.10
29
Hooked On You Lyrics 01:09 196 1,62 0.10
30
Feel Alright Lyrics 01:35 197 2,24 0.10
31
Move Your Body Lyrics 00:47 209 1,18 0.10
32
Yook Gal (RMX) Lyrics 00:49 205 1,21 0.10
33
Bang Bang Lyrics 00:57 185 1,26 0.10
34
Trick Me Lyrics
Woah
This is It
Yeah
Woah

Said I've paid my dues for all that i've done
And I showed you that I loved you more than once
Theres nothing left there to decide
Said you might trick me once
I won't let you trick me twice
Freedom to us has alwayz been a trick
Freedom to u has alwayz been who ever landed on your dick
Seen it in you one too many times
Said you might trick me once
I won't let you trick me twice no

Might trick me once
Woah
I won't let you trick me twice
Might trick me once
Woah
I won't let you trick me twice no
Might trick me once
Woah
I won't let you trick me twice
Woah
No I won't let you trick me twice

Those days are old and overdone
And it's only cause i'm not with you that you make me number one
Though I may love you
It hurts me deep inside Yeah
Now you no longer have to hide

I used to be down with the late night hit
Started gettin' heavy when I really wasn't ready
Used my past to get my mind
So I fell for your lies like all the time
I thought you were the shit to be playin around
Call the police theres a mack on town
Could'nt get even here without a sound
It's not how I wanna get down Yeah (You)

Might trick me once
Woah
I won't let you trick me twice
Might trick me once
Woah
I won't let you trick me twice no
Might trick me once
Woah
I won't let you trick me twice
Woah
No I won't let you trick me twice
No I won't let you trick me twice

Well I've paid my dues for all that i've done
And I showed you that I loved you more than once
Theres nothing left there to decide
Uh
Trick me
I won't let you trick me twice
You might trick me once
I won't let me trick you twice
You might trick me once
Woah
No I won't let me trick you twice no
Woah
You might trick me once
No I won't let you trick me twice
Woah
Peace
Woah
00:49 152 0,90 0.10
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Take It To The Floor
B2K
Lyrics
Take It to the Floor Lyrics




C'mon
WHOOOO

Ay u kno wat
This track obviously dont need no talkin on it, but I gotta do it
Big Tank. let yall know, u kno wat I'm all about
When I take it to the flo'

[Verse 1:]
Is everybody ready
Now I dont mean to brag on mine
but I dont think you know wat you done this time (NO)
ISH no THANGS when I do my thang
I put it on you like whats my name, (whats my name)
You cant hang believe you cant, but you in tha right place if you came to get spanked
Let me brake you off (to tha trak from Big Tank)
No holdin back (cuz trust me ya'll can't)

[Hook:]
I'ma get down, pro (fessional and if)
You aint know (you're about to know in 1)
2-3-4 (moves or mo')
And get broke like you aint never been broke before
Now let's go (let's go)
You want it (you want it)
Then you better get ready cuz this what you gon' get
Anyway you want it
We can take it to the WINDOW to the WALL (or better yet)

[Chorus (2x):]
We can take it to the floor (we can take it to the floor)
Tell me wat you wanna do wit me (tell me what you wanna do wit me)
We can take it to the floor
Baby you dont wanna fool wit me

[Verse 2:]
Now I dont know who you think you are
But trust when I go, believe I go hard (so hard)
So strong baby all night long
I dont stop till the break of dawn (break of dawn)
See mINE is an all out war
I bet you leave here wit your back sore
Cuz I got wat you're lookin for
Have 'em comin back like GIMME SOME MORE

[Hook:]
I'ma get down, pro (fessional and if)
You aint know (you're about to know in 1)
2-3-4 (moves or mo')
And get broke like you aint never been broke before
Now let's go (let's go)
You want it (you want it)
Then you better get ready cuz this what you gon' get
Anyway you want it
We can take it to the WINDOW to the WALL (or better yet)

[Chorus (2x):]
We can take it to the floor
Tell me wat u wanna do wit me
We can take it to the floor
Baby u dont wanna fool wit me

[Rap:]
Tip divin, so socializin
Temperatures risin we on the floor we grindin
Can u imagine if I put all my time in
Girl you'd be gon my love hit like a lineman
This aint no game ma and
I aint jus rhymin and I aint Millie Vanillie ain't up in her mind man.
Look I jus wanna get wit you
THEN Swoop in tha coupe wit you
I dont care what dese roosters do
COCKLE DOODLE DOO
Aint tha first dude tryin to floss all his loot
You been a bad girl I gotta spank ya
I had a good workout now I gotta thank ya
Yeah I told u to TICK, ROLL WIT IT
Wit dat booty u SHOULDN't Have left home wit it
Gon get it, gon get it, get it girl
Ima squirrel just tryna get a nut IN YO WORLD, to tha FLO'!

[Chorus (4x)]
We can take it to the floor
Tell me wat u wanna do wit me
We can take it to the floor
Baby u dont wanna fool wit
01:15 186 1,66 0.10
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Pancakes Lyrics 01:26 173 1,79 0.10
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Whats Happenin Lyrics 02:14 171 2,70 0.10
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Freek-A-Leak Lyrics 01:11 208 1,77 0.10
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I Like That Lyrics 02:08 179 2,73 0.10
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Are You The One Lyrics 01:58 214 3,02 0.10
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Shake It Up Lyrics 01:13 221 1,93 0.10
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Naughty Girl Lyrics 02:08 187 2,86 0.10
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On Fire Lyrics
[Talking]
New York City
You are now rocking with the best
Lloyd Banks
G-Unit

[Chorus]
We on fire
Up in here, it's burning hot
We on fire
Shorty take it off if it get to hot, up in this spot
We on fire
Tear the roof off this motherfucker, light the roof on fire
Nigga what you say
We get loose in this motherfucker, light the roof on fire fire
fire

[Verse 1]
Now I aint putting nothing out, I smoke when I wanna
26-inch chrome spokes on the Hummer
This heat gon last for the whole summer
Running your bitch faster then the Road Runner
Rocks on my wrist, rolls gold under
Glocks on my hip, those throw thunder
Im buying diamond by the pier
But when you stop, the only thing still spinning is your ear
Yeah, im riding with that all black snub
Raiders cap back, all black gloves
Im 80s man, but the boy smack thugs
These record sales equal more back rubs
Not to mention I bought a pack of clubs
His impacts about as raw as crack was
Now all these new artists getting raw deals
Im only 21, sitting on mills

[Chorus]
We on fire
Up in here, it's burning hot
We on fire
Shorty take it off if it get to hot, up in this spot
We on fire
Tear the roof off this motherfucker, light the roof on fire
Nigga what you say
We get loose in this motherfucker, light the roof on fire fire
fire

[Verse 2]
If you know anything about me, then you know im a baller
If I aint hit the first night, I aint gon call her
Im trying to play, you trying to have my daughter
But I can't blame her for what her momma taught her
And I don't care bout what the next nigga bought her
Cause I aint putting no baguettes in her ??
I got a diamond about as clear as water
And I got bread, but I aint spend quarters
So cut the games ma, lets go in the back
Matter fact, turn your ass round, back a nigga down
And I aint bias when im riding through the town
Like em small, like em tall, like em black, like em brown
She gotta be able to cum when I need her
Tight ass pants, little wife beater
Regular chick or R&B diva
Bitch say something, I aint a mind reader

[Chorus]
We on fire
Up in here, it's burning hot
We on fire
Shorty take it off if it get to hot, up in this spot
We on fire
Tear the roof off this motherfucker, light the roof on fire
Nigga what you say
We get loose in this motherfucker, light the roof on fire fire
fire
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Gigolo Lyrics 01:26 184 1,88 0.10
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All Night Long (ft. Nelly) Lyrics 01:37 205 2,36 0.10
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All Falls Down Lyrics
Oh when it all, it all falls down
yeah, this is the real one, baby
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down
Chi-town, stand up
Oh when it all, it all falls down
southside, southside, we gonna set this party off right
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down
westside, westside, we gonna set this party off right
Oh when it all...

Man I promise, she's so self conscious
She has no idea what she's doing in college
That major that she majored in don't make no money
But she won't drop out, her parents will look at her funny
Now, tell me that ain't insecure
The concept of school seems so secure
Sophmore three years aint picked a career
She like fuck it, I'll just stay down here and do hair
Cause that's enough money to buy her a few pairs of new Airs
Cause her baby daddy don't really care
She's so precious with the peer pressure
Couldn't afford a car so she named her daughter Alexus
She had hair so long that it looked like weave
Then she cut it all off now she look like Eve
And she be dealing with some issues that you can't believe
Single black female addicted to retail and well

Oh when it all, it all falls down
(When it falls down, who you gonna call now?)
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down
Oh when it all, it all falls down
(When it all falls down...)
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down

Man I promise, I'm so self conscious
That's why you always see me with at least one of my watches
Rollies and Pasha's done drove me crazy
I can't even pronounce nothing, pass that Versace
Then I spent 400 bucks on this
Just to be like nigga you ain't up on this
And I can't even go to the grocery store
Without some ones thats clean and a shirt with a team
It seems we living the american dream
But the people highest up got the lowest self-esteem
The prettiest people do the ugliest things
For the road to riches and diamond rings
We shine because they hate us, floss cause they degrade us
We trying to buy back our 40 acres
And for that paper, look how low we a stoop
Even if you in a Benz, you still a nigga in a coop (coupe)

Oh when it all, it all falls down
(Come on, come on, when it falls down, who you gonna call now?)
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down
Oh when it all, it all falls down
(Come on, come on, when it all falls down...)
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down

I say fuck the police, thats how I treat em
We buy our way out of jail, but we can't buy freedom
We'll buy a lot of clothes when we don't really need em
Things we buy to cover up what's inside
Cause they make us hate ourself and love they wealth
That's why shortys hollering "where da ballas at?"
Drug dealer buy Jordans, crackhead buy crack
And a white man get paid off of all of that
But I ain't even gon' act holier than thou
Cause fuck it, I went to Jacob with 25 thou
Before I had a house and I'd do it again
Cause I wanna be on 106 and Park pushing a Benz
I wanna act ballerific like it's all terrific
I got a couple past due bills, I won't get specific
I got a problem with spending before I get it
We all self conscious I'm just the first to admit it

Oh when it all, it all falls down
(yeah come on come on, when it all falls down, who you gonna call now?)
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down
(come on, come on, when it all falls down)
(southside, southside, we gonna set this party off right)
(westside, westside, we gonna set this party off right)
(Chi-town, chi-town, we gonna show them how we get down)
Oh when it all, it all falls down
I'm telling you ohh, it all falls down
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