James Blunt – Don’t Give Me Those Eyes

Cross your heart and square it
Whatever the meaning
But when we’re caught in this feeling
Hotel room in Vegas
I don’t think I can take it
I want to believe in
In a thing call love, in a thing call love
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Don’t tell him what you’ve done
Whatever the meaning
In another life, darling, I’ll do anything to be with you
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to (don’t give me those eyes)
In this feeling, in this feeling
Staring at you naked
And we can’t tell anyone
Don’t give me those eyes ’cause you know me and I can’t say no to you
I love you but I hate it
‘Cause we know that should be done
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
In a thing call love, in a thing call love
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
Caught in this feeling
Staring at you naked
Hotel room in Paris
In this feeling, in this feeling
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
In another life, darling, I’ll do anything to be with you (don’t give me those eyes)
Go back to him and fake it
Well it’s not enough, no it’s not enough
But when we’re caught in this feeling
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
Don’t give me those eyes ’cause you know me and I can’t say no to you
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
And I taste your love, and I taste your love
I want to believe in
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes
And I taste your love, and I taste your love
I love you but I hate it
In another life, darling, I’ll do anything to be with you
Kills me that you’re married
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
Don’t give me those eyes ’cause you know me and I can’t say no to you
Take this love and break it
Hotel room in Vegas
We can’t have each other even if we wanted to
Caught in this feeling
Well it’s not enough, no it’s not enough
Don’t give me those eyes, don’t give me those eyes

Muse – Dig Down

We must find a way
We have entered the fray and we will not obey
Dig down
We won’t let them divide, We will never abide

With a gun to your head
Dig down

Dig down
You will find a way
Dig down
You must find a way
Dig down
When they’ve left you for dead and you can only see red
You must find a way
Dig down
Dig down

When friends are thin on the ground and they try to divide us
When you’re close to the edge

When God decides to look the other way and a clown takes the throne
[Verse 1]
Dig down and find faith
Dig down
[Outro]
Faith
When hope and love has been lost and you fall to the ground
Face the firing squad, against all the odds
[Verse 2]
We must find a way
You must find a way
When the darkness descends and you’re told it’s the end
We will find a way
We must find a way, yeah
Dig down and find faith
Dig down
Dig down
[Chorus]

You must find a way
Dig down, find faith
Dig down
[Chorus]
Faith

Vince Staples – Big Fish (feat. Juicy J)

Countin’ up hundreds by the thousands
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousands
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousands
I was up late night ballin’
[Hook: Juicy J]
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousands
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousands
Another story of a young black man
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousands
Gun squeezing, I’m a real Artesian

Shoulda been dead broke, shoulda been chalked out
In the foreign with the GPS addressed to your mama house
I was up late night ballin’
Took the smart route, never been marked out

I was up late night ballin’
[Hook: Juicy J]
Reminiscin’ sitting in that Benz
Or the boop bop bam cuz
So far from my past misfortune
Ramona, I was round that corner
Of the 22 bus stop way back when
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousands
I was up late night balling

Countin’ up hundreds by the thousands
Still down, I’m a Norf Norf soldier
For the click clack clap
No sleepin’, late nights no eatin’
From the sharks make me wanna put the hammer to my head
Quarterbackin’ like I’m 40 Water
[Verse 1: Vince Staples]
You can get anything you want
I was up late night ballin’
I was up late night ballin’
[Intro: Juicy J]
Compensation conversations what I’m all about
At the park politicin’ with the kids
I was up late night ballin’
It’s funny I was going crazy not too long ago
If you hatin’ don’t shake my hand
You want that over there?
Know they hate to see me make cash, got the space dash
Wanna be the boss then you gotta pay the cost

I was up late night ballin’
[Verse 2: Vince Staples]
But it didn’t happen, now it’s time to get it cracking
With the 22, 5 shot eyes on scan
G slide right down Sawyer
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousands
Mix the holy water with the Voss
Tryna make it up out that jam god damn
I was up late night ballin’
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousands
I was up late night ballin’
Take it easy homie
[Hook: Juicy J]
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousands
I was up late night ballin’
That’s the city where the skinny carry strong heat

Swimming upstream while I’m tryna keep my bread
I was up late night ballin’
Bag back, let me make my bands, got plans
Countin’ up hundreds by the thousands
I was up late night ballin’
Women problems every morning like the Maury show
When we slide, you won’t see morning
Learned it from the Dogg I’m from Long Beach
Know what I’m saying?
You want that over there?
Tryna get em on a straight path, got the lames mad
I got you

Young Dolph – I’m So Real

You a snake (you a snake)
See straight through you (see straight through you)

If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate
I see straight through you (I see straight through you)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
I’m so real (I’m so real)
I’m so real (I’m so real)
"Why you drink so much codeine?" Bitch, because I’m ill (ill)

My bitch looked at me and said, "Nigga you too real" (thank you, babe)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
You a snake (you a snake)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)
I’m cow manure (I’m the shit)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)
I’m – I’m too real (I’m too real), what’s the deal? (You too fake)
She too drunk to drive, called that bitch a Uber (ay, call that bitch a ride)

Fuck your deal (hahaha, yeah)
You so fake (you so fake)
Y-you a snake (you a snake)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate
Or wait for me to turn into a fake nigga, you can keep waitin’ (waitin’)
Just had another baby (hey, hey, hey)
She suck that thang so good, I had to tell that girl to yield (hey, slow down)
If you ain’t realized it yet, you a loser (capital L)
Three bitches, one me, it’s a royal rumble (oh)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
You so fake (haha)
You need to fire them and hire some more shooters (shooters)
I’m so real (I’m so real)
Y-you a snake (you a snake)
I’m so real (I’m so real)
I do what I wanna so I smoke too much marijuana (yeah)
Money don’t mean shit to me, so that’s why I’m so humble (so humble)
Y-you a snake (you a snake)

Waitin’ on me to give him somethin’, he can keep waitin’ (I swear)
Thirty-thousand in Neiman Marcus, I dress to kill (swag)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
I’m so real (I’m so real)
Danny Boy shine (yeah), she look at their face (what time is it?)
I mean that’s why I’m so real, thirty days boy (real)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)
You so fake (haha)
I’m so real (I’m so real)
Two-toned patty with the big boogers (icy)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
You so fake (you so fake)
You a snake (you a snake)
I do what I wanna so I only chase commas (M’s)
You so fake (haha)
I just made a whole meal (yeah, yeah)
Go get you some real money, wash everybody chainge (it’s crazy)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)
Damn, it’s perfect timin’ (yeah)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)
Go look in the mirror, nigga, I ain’t got shit to explain (ayy)
You so fake (you so fake)
Rich niggas still runnin’ ’round with them hoodlums (yeah)

Talib Kweli & Styles P – Nine Point Five (feat. Sheek Louch, Jadakiss & Niko Is)

Contemplating, I be hating how we coming up short
Stand up, hands up close to the skies
Lyrically, you gon’ get this picture like a Kodak
I don’t ride waves cause I’m my own tide
Fabricating on your Instagram, listen fam you a king
Yea, personally I got my bread as a crook
Still wavy Rolex on, bitch calling me cute
[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
Eventually they burn us out and tell us “go somewhere”
Stand up, hands up close to the skies
Tell your favorite emcee to make a few more rhymes

But the love is too genuine and wholesome here
Wisdom lead to understanding, once you have all that
Shining, see the silver lining in the sky
Hands up, stand up, what you think we reppin’ for?
We some real muthafuckas on the rise
Mom’s chillin’ watching over me, no more cries
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
Hands up for some real niggas, when I rise, you rise
It’s deep talk or street talk
Cause information make it harder for us to follow discussions
No more tears, right now no more years
[Hook: NIKO IS]
There’s room in the bed, either at the head or the foot
[Verse 2: Sheek Louch]
Get the hemp paper, tear the leaf off
We planting seeds for the trees, we need to breathe on the planet
I ain’t just writing for it, I’m out here fighting for it
Under pressure but over the lies
Cause I’m twenty years plus, still killin’ it right
This Marco Polo off the Richter, man it’s 9.5
The wolves give a fuck about sheep talk
We some real muthafuckas on the rise
But faith in only evidence of things I’ve seen
Yea I got my third eye, wish I had my third ear
Bulldoze the granite at Standing Rock
Songs I sing is prophesized, modern day Haile Selassie
Then meet us on the Seven tour
When the truth is in the building all these lives gon’ die
[Verse 3: Jadakiss]
You follow blind faith it make you seem unclean
Filling up court, my skin pigment new black thought
Seventh sense, I got my sixth sense in third gear
Man, get your hands up in the sky, wave ‘em from side to side
Pressure bust pipes but it still make diamonds
You won’t hear a tear drop when a young child cries
It’s war talk or it’s peace talk
We some real muthafuckas on the rise
This is Satan’s house but we plannin’ to break the lease off
We some real muthafuckas on the rise
Coke bars singing young papi
‘Bout to shake the world up on a nine-point-five
‘Bout to shake the world up on a nine-point-five
Spoke like you woke but you actin’ all sleep dog
But once I finish with the work I dip my head in a book
You start demanding justice
Know hard work, took the long route
You’re deceiving, is it racism in the sky?
I tell you this, Hip Hop ain’t as dead as it looks
Stand up, hands up close to the skies
How figuring angles, ways to knock the beast off
Telling me lies, ain’t nothing about you moving no pies
We plundered and we wonder why the planet hot
We some real muthafuckas on the rise
[Hook: NIKO IS]
Get an uncomfortable feeling every time I hear “Planet Rock”
Evidence is more than the images the cameras shot
I believe in God, but [?]
We some real muthafuckas, don’t you know that?
Indeed we really take the planet for granted
And we could throw a million protests, no one cares
Ghost, but you see some Ali in his eyes

The rich give a fuck about cheap talk

Naw, diversions to cover up the lies
You make the earth quake, shakin’ to death like fault line
[Verse 4: Styles P]
Stand up, hands up close to the skies
What he feelin’ threatened for?
Cause like my man Chaz Van, eh the vibes don’t lie
Disappointed in the leadership, hand to God
Now, who want this four-pound of knowledge I shoot?
Made in His image, are we worshipping the man or not?
‘Bout to shake the world up on a nine-point-five
Ego, the feeble will always make the stride to take the strong out

‘Bout to shake the world up on a nine-point-five
Under pressure but over the lies
That’s the best way to keep everybody blind
But educated guesses beat wild assumptions
As time goes by, an eye for an eye
Information lead to knowledge, knowledge lead to wisdom
Me and Kweli on the rise
Justice is what love look like in public
Under pressure but over the lies
But you carry yourself way too weak
Now when I talk about vibe, what I mean is organic
Under pressure but over the lies
Right now I ain’t got no more tries
Made in God’s image but tell me do God lie?

On a highway to hell, learn how to swerve fear
That’s why the light ain’t too bright but the road look clear
Learn to be peaceful, dealt my own pride
‘Cause we just get all out of character and throw some chairs
Or matter of fact, a few more times
We gon’ kill ‘em lyrically, what he bring his weapons for?
And I could do it two more times

smokepurpp – Audi.

I don’t want friends, I want Audis (Audis)
I bend her over like slope (slope)
Lean, lean, double cup
Yuh, ayy, yuh, ayy, yuh, ayy
Yeah, boy
Diamonds, they wet, they go fishin’ (fishin’)
I think his bitch lookin’ salty (huh?)
Count it then wrap up that chicken
Fuck on these bitches, not their menstruals (huh?)
I’m tryna blow ‘fore the summer (ayy)
I need a bitch with some commas (yuh)
Fuck on these bitches on their menstruals (bitches)
I don’t want cars, I want Audis (huh?)
Yuh
Fucked your bitch, now she a duck
I paid the bands in the west
I think this bitch wanna kiss me
[Chorus]
Hi-Tech, I got bloody cup
I don’t want cars, I want ‘Raris (huh?)
I wanna, I wanna
Lil Purpp hurt
That bitch don’t want you, nigga
I don’t want friends, I want Audis (huh?)
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna
I don’t want cars, I want Audis (huh?)
Smokin’ on boof and it’s Maui (ayy)
Couple of bands in my mouth (ayy)
Fuck Donald Trump, nigga
Diamonds, they wet like go fishin’ (huh?)
Whippin’, Jeff Hardy in the kitchen (what?)
[Chorus]
Countin’ and wrap up the chicken
Went to New York for like 50 (ayy)
I think his bitch wanna sex
I don’t want friends, I want Audis (huh?)

I know that bitch want me
Bitch ain’t no sex, I want neck (neck)
Lay that bitch straight on the bed
Look at my wad, it’s a 50 (ayy)
I don’t want friends, I want Audis (Audis)

[Verse 1]
Yuh, ayy, yuh, ayy
I don’t want friends, I want Audis (Audis)
Ayy, yuh, ayy, yuh, ayy, yuh, ayy
Whippin’, Jeff Hardy in the kitchen
[Verse 2]
Sorry, bitch, I don’t say sorry
Dick in her mouth, then she choke

I think his bitch lookin’ salty (uh)
I put like ten on my neck (yuh)
I want a lot of blue hundreds (hundreds)

I don’t want hoes, I want check
Yuh, I know that bitch want me, nigga
I don’t want friends, I want Audis (huh?)
Bitch’s ass cleaner than soap (ayy)
I let her top me, no kiss it (no kiss)
Turn the fuck up, nigga
Fanta tastes the best in the south (south)
Lil Purpp
Lil’ bih come and hold these nuts
Bih come here and hold these nuts
I just pulled up in a ‘Rari (skrrt)
Dick in her throat through her head (ooh)
I don’t want friends, I want Audis (what?)
K, okay, yuh, yuh
Couple of bands in the south (ayy)
Look at my cup, it got dope (dope)
I don’t want friends, I want Audis (Audis)
I need a bitch like Rihanna (what?)
I don’t want friends, I want Audis (Audis)
I just pulled up in a ‘Rari
I don’t want cars, I want ‘Raris (huh?)
[Intro]
Lean, lean, double cup
I’ll check that bitch like I’m Maury (ayy)

Liam Payne – Strip That Down (feat. Quavo) (Lyric Video)

People want me for one thing (that’s not me)
Love when you hit the ground, girl (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Pre-Chorus: Liam Payne & Quavo]

I had my eyes up on the prize
Anything goes down with the Huncho (Huncho)
I just wanna have fun (and get rowdy)
F1 type Ferrari (6 gear speed)
F1 type Ferrari (6 gear speed)
Five shots in, she in love now (shots)
Love, when you hit the ground (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (oh
But only you can dance with me
I love the cards, that I’ve been dealt
Love when you hit the ground, girl (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (yeah)
Love, when you hit the ground (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You know, I love it when the music’s loud
Oh, strip that down, girl
Word around town, she got the buzz, yeah (word)
She know how to make me feel with my eyes closed (skrrt skrrt)
Oh, strip that down, girl
When I walk inside the party (girls on me)

[Verse 3: Quavo]
All I want, girl, if you strip that down for me (strip it down)
You know, I love it, when the music’s loud
[Intro: Quavo]
Girl, I love it when your body (grinds on me)

Oh, strip that down, girl
When your love is beside me
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Ayy)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ih, strip that down, girl
But c’mon, strip that down for me
So put your hands on my body
Yo yo
[Chorus: Liam Payne & Quavo]
You know, I love it, when the music’s loud
But only you can dance with me
Yeah, you’re bad for my health

You know, that I don’t need no money
I took her from her man, don’t nobody know (know)
Now there’s a lot of people in the crowd
[Chorus: Liam Payne & Quavo]
I just wanna have fun (and get rowdy) (ooh)
And swing that round for me, baby
And then you threw away the key
Do you feel the same as well?
But c’mon, strip that down for me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Quavo)
So put your hands on my body
Girl, I love it when your body (grinds on me)
You know, I’ve been taking some time
I promise, when we pull up, shut the club down (hey)
When I walk inside the party (girls on me)
[Verse 1: Liam Payne]
Ain’t watching anybody else
You’re the one, girl, c’mon, strip that down for me
And swing that round for me, baby (swing)
People want me for one thing (that’s not me)
But your love, it hit me hard, girl
I’m not changing, the way that I (used to be)
And I’ve been keeping to myself (self)
Girl, now it’s just you and me
You know, that since the day, I met you
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Now there’s a lot of people in the crowd
Yeah, you opened up my heart
And you don’t care ’bout, where I’ve been
You know, I used to be in 1D (now I’m out, free)
Oh, strip that down, girl

And swing that round for me, baby (yeah)
Yeah, you swept me off my feet
You know, I love it when the music’s loud
If you brought the CL, better drive slow (slow)
One Coke and Bacardi (sippin’ lightly)
But c’mon, strip that down for me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Love, when you hit the ground
Oh, strip that down, girl
She gon’ strip it down for a thug, yeah (strip it down)
Ooh

Don’t say nothing, girl, strip that down for me (strip it down)

But only you can dance with me
You know, I used to be in 1D (now I’m out, free) (free)
[Chorus: Liam Payne & Quavo]

But c’mon, strip that down for me, baby
[Pre-Chorus: Liam Payne & Quavo]
[Verse 2: Liam Payne]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, c’mon, strip that down for me
Love when you hit the ground, girl (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) (strip that down)
But c’mon, strip that down for me, baby
So put your hands on my body
You know, I love it when the music’s loud
One Coke and Bacardi (sippin’ lightly)
I’m not changing, the way, that I (used to be)
Huncho
But c’mon, strip that down for me (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Now there’s a lot of people in the crowd
Oh yeah
Quavo
You know, I love it, when the music’s loud

Eearz – Pull Over

I make it two times the bezel I can’t bring two toasters
She gon’ play with me, he got the crew show her
[Hook]
Do it for my popsie, she shakin’ her head like it bounce in her body
Ayy, double my respect
I always been on go, I just can’t pull over

I always been on go, I just can’t pull over
[Verse 2]
We up in the party, I hit the gas like I just run through the Harley
Smoke weed with my driver got a plug show her
Kicking the Lex carat, chop it like karate
Crippin’ in the stretch Maybach, it’s doing pullulates
This shit get worse, now watch me
I finna stop till I’m nothing but the best
[Verse 1]

We done got cold I stand body ain’t gon’ pull over
Came from the dirt, this shit still hurt
I see them blue lights, nigga I ain’t gon’ pull over
She gon’ play with me, he got the crew show her
Don’t understand my struggles so I can’t pull over
Ay look out the window

Told my mom before she died, that I’d be the best
[Hook]
How’d you want the check, y’all can keep the rest
We done got cold I stand body ain’t gon’ pull over
I make it two times the bezel I can’t bring two toasters
Everybody get out my way, you better pull over
Ayy, I do not these vegetables, but I keep broccoli
I’ma pull up in the Mazi, now watch me
Smoke weed with my driver got a crew show her
Don’t understand my struggles so I can’t pull over
I see them blue lights, nigga I ain’t gon’ pull over
Everybody get out my way, you better pull over

T-Pain & Lil Wayne – He Rap He Sang (T-Wayne Album)

[Chorus: T-Pain & Lil Wayne]
And I’m like bitch ain’t me get in line with the rest
Ha, once again it’s on
He rap, he do, he does
And he does, we does everything you wish you was
And… thank God I’m famous
Damn, if you was just a virgin to Pain

‘Cause even the best say Weezy the best
He rap, he sang and he do, his thang
So me and Weezy gang bang her
My respect level now is unheard of
I’m in love with a stripper
One word is what I said, click clack and you’re dead
It’s T-Wayne, alright, bang, bang
Baby I’m a trapper turned rapper turned sanger
Bang, bang
But since we’re doin’ the same thing now it’s no difference
He rap, he do, he does
Everything you wish you was, it’s T-Pain, babe
He so sweet make her wanna lick the singer
You know what I’m sayin’? Like…

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Pullin’ on my roots, I had to hang her, whip her
And I send shots like the bartender
Okay shawty gettin’ handsome with Lil Wizane, no Lil Zane
I hit ya arm, leg, leg, arm, head
Everything you wish you was, it’s T-Pain, baby
And these sorry-ass rappers make a nigga wanna sing
It’s the white cup dranker
It’s a Lil Wayne and a whole lot of Pain
A lick a shot, 9 millis get burned in their retina
Have that lead come out the back of your head
Darlin’, suwoo to the bangers
But I made bling bling, yeah, ching, ching
I’m mind rockin’ models with a bottle, if you can’t swallow
Niggas was laughin’ now they wish they never heard of him
‘Cause he rap, he sang, and he do, his thang
If you want beef, I’ll cook that angus
Wayne I’ma hold you down on this rap shit, mane

Just think of me as the R&B version of Wayne
Shut up, bitch, gargle, that’s the motto, holla
[Verse 1: T-Pain]
Put one more of them claps in the back of your leg
And he does, we does everything you wish you was
‘Cause a lot of these ballers’d be around here chainless
[Intro: T-Pain]
Now they gon’ learn to respect me, bruh

It’s T-Wayne, It’s T-Pain
Weezy
Ice grill, hood niggas put your dentures in
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Tallahassee dick her, I’m back on the map

T-Pain & Lil Wayne – Listen To Me (T-Wayne Album)

That mean at the same time, and my nina sang fine
If you are wise you’ll listen to me
Oompa loompa doompa dee doo
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
I’m Teddy Pain, my money long like a tube sock (doompety doo)
[Sample]
I am somethin’ like a barber ’cause I’ll cut your fuckin’ head off
It’s like oompa loompa, I am on my new job
If you are wise you’ll listen to me
Damn your face clear, that’s ’cause it’s up in Reynold’s Wrap (doompety doo)
If you are wise you’ll listen to me (Hey)
I’m cold as fuck but I am also what and who’s hot
I take a trip to hell and nigga I’ma bring the devil back
If you was wise enough to get wise and wise up and listen
Oompa loompa dooma dee dee
This ain’t no Nintendo rap ’cause I don’t play no games
Gettin’ at your girlfriend, liftin’ up her tube top
Better yet like runnin’ hot lava (doompety doo)
And I got that auto, that’s that T-Pain kind
And if I’m in the buildin’, I’ve been mothafuckin’ paid off

If you’re fuckin’ with Wayne then you’re gon’ get the T
[Intro: T-Pain]
I’ve got a perfect puzzle for you
Straight out the backseat of the dually with the toolie
I’m fuckin’ with Tha Bizness, some of the hardest beat rippers
They can’t do it, man, this is T-Wayne They tryna stop us, Wayne!
Yeah, shawty got that rebel rap
You think I’m wack, but one day you’re gon’ see
And if you want some trouble I can have my people schedule that

Hahaha, hey! Hey!
I am truly unruly, mic check, one two me
Tell these fuck niggas that this is what we doompety doo
If you are wise you’ll listen to me
Let me take my shades off so I can fuckin’ see, and bitch
Fucked her good and when I finished, left her belly button glistenin’ (doompety doo)
If you are wise you’ll listen to me
It is Money Mouth Carter, smokin’ like runnin’ hot water
So I’m obligated to authorize what and who’s not
This isn’t just one of them rappin’ R&B niggas
You wack niggas wouldn’t sound so fuckin’ insufficient
Fuckin’ with the Wayne then you’re gon’ get the T
Call your lady super lube, givin’ niggas lube jobs
If you are wise you’ll listen to me
If you are wise you’ll listen to me (Hey)
They said they did it before Wayne, not like this!
Where-where-where your shovel at?
I’m fishin’ for some bitches to give me some Southern fixins
Bitch I murder, kill, rob, steal, and fuck on the same watch
[Verse 1: T-Pain]

T-Pain & Lil Wayne – Damn Damn Damn (T-Wayne Album)

And I take your flower
You, you, you, you, ooh
And she was like woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
And it was like woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
And she was like woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
What you say lil mama?
And she was like damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn
Like wait lil mama
Ya, ya, ya, ya, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Equipped with no top-a
And baby I’ma give it to you, you, you
I’ll pay lil mama
I gotta do for
Can I take you on a date lil mama?
And it was like woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Shit, damn
That’s what you say when I do
And I was like woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
And she was like damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn
Put on my old glass
You know I ate lil mama
And I’ma get something for that
So break it on down
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]

You know I’ma give mama the business
[Chorus: T-Pain & Lil Wayne]
Like woah, woah, woah
And I was like woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah

Now what we gon’ do, do, do, do-ooh, ooh, ooh
[Verse 3: T-Pain]
And I was like woah, woah, woah
Ah, like hey lil mama
Bet you know my name
And I was doing whatever
Break it on down
What we gon’ do, do, do
It’s the brand new Ferrari

‘Cause I hit her with the wham, wham, wham, wham, wham, wham
[Chorus: T-Pain]
Break it on down
[Outro: T-Pain]
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]

And never give it back to
Yeah you already know that
Like woah, woah, woah
We could go to my estate lil mama
We’d be dating every day lil mama
And she was like damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn

‘Cause I hit her with the wham, wham, wham, wham, wham, wham
Damn

Like wait lil mama
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
And T was like woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
I said hey there shawty

It’s Lil Pain, and T-Wayne
[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
And she was like damn, damn, damn
No women I ain’t trying no finger
Look what I bought ya
If I had my way lil mama
Give it to you, you, you, ooh, ooh, ooh
‘Cause I hit her with the wham, wham, wham, wham, wham, wham
And I taste your flower
‘Cause I hit her with the wham, wham, wham, wham, wham, wham
And I hit her with the wham, wham, wham
I face your flower
When I do, do, do, do you, ooh, ooh, ooh
[Intro: Lil Wayne]
You know I give shawty the business
Like a straight piranha
Can you stay lil mama?
What we gon’ do, do, do
But I shout real deep in ya
And it was like woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]

Ooh, ooh, ooh
And she was like damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn

T-Pain & Lil Wayne – Waist Of A Wasp (T-Wayne Album)

[Chorus: T-Pain & Lil Wayne]
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Got the waist of a wasp and the ass of a horse
Where’s my manners?
Now won’t you do it like I told you, send a pic or download it?

And she already know what it is

What you think about that?

Can I stick my finger in your apple pie baby?
Lets a nigga know you just might have some class, girl
Then I deal with her
And she already know what it is
Baby don’t act stupid (oh no)
And really I don’t be goin’ out like that no more unless it’s to shop
And she already know what it is (Bitch it’s T-Wayne)
But you know that they ain’t greedy as I
If you keep fuckin’ with me, you gon’ get your own chauffeur
Got’sta pass it to Wayne
So with you I’m gon’ begin with love, yeah
Like you supposed to be a nigga’s wife
If I said you didn’t smell like Victoria’s Secret when you passed girl
Baby don’t act stupid (Oh no)
And technically I don’t believe in fallin’ in love
Baby don’t act stupid (Oh no) (Oh baby no))
Baby you’re so perfect (So perfect)
[Chorus: T-Pain & Lil Wayne]
What you think about that?
Come on now let’s do this (Let’s do this)
Have you gettin’ out of the Lamborghini in slow-mo
And with all do respect then you got’sta pass it to Pain
You saw to that?
And she already know what it is
Got the waist of a wasp and the ass of a horse

And she already know what it is
But you got the fire to make a nigga feel
Promise I know how to love, know what to do with your heart
[Intro: T-Pain & Lil Wayne
Say Wayne
Hey
I could take you solo for dolo
Construction hat Weezy, I’ma build with her

Which one you like? Butter or syrup?
And the plaid skirt you got on
Ohh what it is?
With a girl on the very first night
So you gotta have you some brain
What up dog?
And she already know what it is
And I would go to hell as well
And if Wayne pass you on then he pass you to Mack Maine
But I ain’t tryna butter you up

Got the waist of a wasp and the ass of a horse
So I know I’m ’bout to murk it (Young Mula Baby)
Shawty want a real nigga
Ohh what it is?
So I know I’m ’bout to murk it (I’m bout to murk it)
‘Cause I promise in the Sidekick you got your own folder
Come on now let’s do this (This)
So I know I’m ’bout to murk it (I’m bout to murk it)
Umm bullseye baby, ooh aah baby
Whoo, sup girl?
Come on now let’s do this (Let’s do this)
[Chorus: T-Pain & Lil Wayne]
Got the waist of a wasp and the ass of a horse
And she already know what it is
But I’d be lyin’ if I said that I wasn’t blinded by that ass girl
Come on now let’s do this
Shawty you so much of a target, I hit you with a dart
Ohh what it is?
I’m tryna fuck you in the kitchen, let me butter you up
Lately I been tryin’ to stop lyin’
Got the waist of a wasp and the ass of a horse
Got the waist of a wasp and the ass of a horse
I know everybody want a piece of the pie
Let me show you what your Miss Butter is Worth
Baby don’t act stupid (Oh no)
Baby you’re so perfect (So perfect)
Baby you’re so perfect (So perfect)
Hahaha, sop you up with a biscuit
Got the waist of a wasp and the ass of a horse
Now usually I don’t go the whole first 9
She be my meal after I have a meal with her
And she already know what it is
Now won’t you shake like a dog, hop like a frog, ride it like a horse, scream and holler ’til you lose your voice
But with you I wanna go to the top
Got the waist of a wasp and the ass of a horse
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
[Verse 1: T-Pain]
Baby you’re so perfect
Now what you, what you think about that?
What you think about that?
I see her, I see her, I see her, I see her
So I know I’m ’bout to murk it (I’m bout to murk it)
If the love don’t don’t end with love
But first put your legs on my shoulders

T-Pain & Lil Wayne – Oh Yeah (T-Wayne Album)

Bitch
All these bitches be so fascinated and they say (Oh yeah)

[Verse 1: T-Pain]
Bitch
Send her home with no shoes and 2 socks
[Intro]
What you wanna say girl? (Oh yeah)
Fell in love with my swag and how fast I ate it
Yeah
Been drankin’ a little bit
So call me Teddy McGruder (Oh yeah)
Gon’ and tell the room girl (Oh yeah)
Yeah bitch I know, that’s what they all say
But it’s not out of the norm when I bring the dick storm
(Oh yeah) Yeah bitch what you tryna say?
What you gon’ say girl? (Oh yeah)
I done ripped this bitch up, call me Freddy the Kreuger (Oh yeah)
‘Cause when I got a bitch I just boom box
She won’t go to sleep, she stay up watchin’ me on computers
(Oh yeah) What I had you sayin’ all day?
If her nigga act up then I’ma let out the Ruger (Oh yeah)
I got a bitch from New Orleans she said (Aww Yay)
Keep the shit real like The Boondocks (Oh yeah)
They call me M.C. Boombox
Damn, she infatuated

T-Pain & Lil Wayne – Breathe (T-Wayne Album)

Ohhhhh, ohhhhh
Now let the beat bang, just let the beat bang
[Pre-Hook: Lil Wayne & (Shanell)]
Weezy (Baby)
I’mma let you breathe
Okay, let’s go, listen, aye
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
I’mma let you breathe
Weezy (Baby)
[Hook (x4): Lil Wayne]
Even if she went crazy like a Theraflu patient
Too many tears that I would drown, so I’mma let you breathe
[Pre-Hook: Lil Wayne]
I go H.A.M. on Mariah Carey-looking hoes
Ooh, but she ain’t choose to wear it this evening
If you gon’ leave, hol’ up, let me get my camera
Traffic jam, remember me like, baby
I don’t need that hoe no more (Ba-ba-bangladesh)

I don’t need that hoe no more
And I remember everything, baby
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
It’s T-Wayne, man
I’mma – I’mma let you breathe
And I’mma let em breathe
[Pre-Hook: Lil Wayne]
And shawty, yeah, it might hurt, but it’s a sweet pain
Too many tears that I would drown, so I’mma let you breathe
We’d smoke, we’d drink, then we reach ecstacy
I party in the U.S.A. call me Teddy Montana
Dre headphones And I can’t hear you like I got on Dr.
Too many tears that I would drown, so I’mma let you breathe

It’s a G thang, she got a G-Strang

[Hook (x4): Lil Wayne]
T-Wayne, he rap, he sangs
Ha, so I’mma say you dead wrong
Ohhhhh, ohhhhh
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne & (Shanell)]

I know I got you over be my keychain, baby

Too many tears that I would drown, so I’mma let you breathe
So all of them bitches call me MC Hammer
Go ‘head and walk, walk, walk, walk
We pick up Keisha, she on the East Side
(Baby)
Walk, walk, walk, walk
[Hook (x7): Lil Wayne]
Gangstas don’t ask they just let it be
Okay, Young Mula Baby
And then the three of us do-do-do it three times
Gangstas don’t ask they just let it be
Yeeaaahh

She got the best of me God damn!
808 and Heartbreaks got me drinking extra lean
Yellow Bugatti could’ve drove you bananas

We break up every year like T.O. break up teams
He take the wheel of her sex drive
Cause I know he can’t make that pussy talk
And the head game sick like cancer

[Bridge: T-Pain & Shanell]

Whoever you with, have fun
Just go head and walk
[Verse 4: T-Pain]
Yeah, it might hurt, but it’s a sweet pain, baby
My new bitch finer, lick that jelly out, jam ya
Cause I got a shawty from the west side
Too many tears that I would drown, so I’mma let you breathe
I’mma – I’mma let you breathe

So until we meet again, shawty, just go ‘head and walk
Too many tears that I would drown, so I’mma let you breathe

Upside down, porn star, breakdancer
Okay, I know it sound crazy, but I will love my lady
Ba-ba-bangladesh
[Outro: T-Pain & Lil Wayne & Both & (Shanell)]
I love the way you used to break up all my weed
I’mma – I’mma let you breathe
Lil Weezy (Baby), T-Peezy (Baby)
Oh okay, T-Peezy (Baby)
You’re my Pamela Anderson, I’m your Tommy Lee
Breathe
So I’mma let you breathe
Too many tears that I would drown, so I’mma let you breathe
She tell me let’s drive, and she let me
I’mma let you breathe
Weezy (Baby), Peezy (Baby)

T-Pain & Lil Wayne – Snap Ya Fangas (T-Wayne Album)

And grind on me while ya snap ya fangas
I know you waitin’ on a special song
Shawty, lady, what it Mountain Dew?
I know you waitin’ on a special song
Snap ya fangas, snap ya fangas, yeah
Now lean, back, back, back
Stephanies and Keishas, you can ride with me
Snap ya fangas, snap ya fangas
You can call me T, you got so many bitches
I know you waitin’ on a special song
I know you waitin’ on another one

Snap ya fangas, snap ya fangas, yeah
Snap ya fangas, snap ya fangas
[Chorus: T-Pain]
[Chorus: T-Pain]
I just wanna see you snap ya fangas
If I’d have had more room, I would have snapped on it
So you and your nigga can get it on
Like magic, snap ya fingas and I’m there
So girl here go the other one

So you and your nigga can get it on
And grind on me while ya snap ya fangas
This a cool song, make it snap on it
Now lean, back, back, back
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Just snap ya fingas
So you and your nigga can get it on
I can call you later, I can go out with you
So you and your nigga can get it on
Forth and forth and rock
Yeah, I know you waitin’ on another one
And grind on me while ya snap ya fangas
Then we both laugh, she see I’m rare
It look so sexy when you do it ’cause you’re doin’ it good
I know you waitin’ on another one
[Chorus: T-Pain]
[Verse 2: T-Pain]
[Verse 1: T-Pain]
Snap ya fangas, snap ya fangas
I need all my babies, report to the parkin’ lot
Now grind on him while ya snap ya fangas
Let’s get it poppin’
Snap ya fangas, I see you doin’ it
Snap ya fangas, snap ya fangas
Now grind on him while ya snap ya fangas
Now grind on him while ya snap ya fangas
Now everybody snap ya fangas
Ain’t no stoppin’, girl, you already know
and I got plenty other places to go It’s 2 A.M.
Snap ya fangas, snap ya fangas
Aw shawty like
Snap ya fangas, snap ya fangas, yeah, yeah
I know you waitin’ on a special song
Hello, hi there, then we eye stare
Forth and forth and rock
So girl here go the other one

Chevys and Mercedes, everybody lean and rock
I know you waitin’ on another one
I know you waitin’ on a special song
Snap ya fangas, snap ya fangas, yeah

Now grind on him while ya snap ya fangas
I know you waitin’ on another one
So girl here go the other one
Snap ya fangas, snap ya fangas
Now everybody snap ya fangas
I tell her she can come sit on my high chair
So girl here go the other one
Snap ya fangas, snap ya fangas, yeah

[Chorus: T-Pain]
And that’s "Featuring T-Pain and Lil Wayne"
And grind on me while ya snap ya fangas

[Bridge]

And grind on me while ya snap ya fangas
Snap ya fangas, snap ya fangas, yeah
[Chorus: T-Pain]
So girl here go the other one
The Haitians and Puerto Ricans, sak pase, mami
Now grind on him while ya snap ya fangas
So you and your nigga can get it on
And call us by our new names
All the Sophias and Tinas
That’s just how we do in my hood
If you snap ya fangas