High Note - LYRICS

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"High Note"

[Verse 1]

She steady tellin' me her dude ain't the type she like 

And the reason she ain't leavin' is 'cause "he's so nice" 

On Due to special occasions like birthday shit 

That's election just in need for some birthday dick 

You can spend it with your man y'all can walk them malls 

Tear that motherfucker down I just want your draws 

That's why I'm laughing everytime you call 

'cause I know that you're in love with how I broke it off 

The nigga strokes too soft and she a beast in bed 

And when she fucks she talks pussy is deep and wet 

And I don't need the taxes I don't sweat the bitch 

And sworn and damn and that's some texas shit 

and I won't fuck's em on the first day, I peeps they mind 

So they know that what they havin more important than mine 

And when I'm deep inside with speed devine 

I'm movin grown she screamin hard, which means that I'm... 

[Chorus (girl screamin in the background)]

Makin you hit the high notes (she hittin' the high note) 

Makin you hit the high notes (hey you hittin' the high note baby) 

Makin you hit the high notes 

(I can makin you hit the high note) 

[Verse 2] 

From doing daily at the movies going out the broads 

Make you look like you're a couple when it's not at all 

How it is in actualities you close your mouth 

We do better gettin' tracin' down important talk 

Understands that you got a man is probably not 

In the end is something both is something seasons out 

And even if we are just friends that don't justify 

You being seeing with a boy like him 

'cause boy that's bad and they know before it's over 

You be bend over my sofa while I bust that ass 

And while that nigga takin' pictures of you behind your clothes 

Sendin' roses to your office while he's crying and soars 

Stuck wonder while you leavin mouth in the cloth 

She's floppin' with your business what somebody been told 

She was probably a hoe, probably somebody you know 

On your cell phone dial while you hittin' that note 

Now we squeezin it for... 

[Chorus]

[Verse 3] 

If she a hoe in the beginning she's a hoe for life 

And I can't understand how niggaz make these hoes they wife 

You got hoes that's filipino you got hoes that's white 

You got hoes from Puerto Rico that's just cold as ice 

And it is what it is ain't no changin' the facts 

It was a shame when you only thought they came in black 

Now how insane is that, had a change of heart 

Though you have a worth then it came a pork 

Then she hangs with boys you need to tell your broad 

Said until she met him she never came this hard 

And the shamest part while you at home relax 

I make her eyes, I try to brake her motherfuckin back 

On the balcony bend over lookin bad as hell 

Finger fuckin her and slappin on that ass as well 

See then inhales that long excel, and then you hear 

The sounds of an orgasm yeah, yeah I was...

Who Are They (feat. K-Rino, Slim Thug) - LYRICS

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"Who Are They"

(feat. K-Rino, Slim Thug)

Huh

[Verse 1 - Scarface]

You see a nigga with his game tight, money with a name like

'Face (Face Mob), havin his way, the homie did his thing, right?

You just a peon, the type of bitch I'd pee on

High sidin a nigga, rollin in a Neon, now what the fuck was she on?

I'm "Prime Time" bitch like Deion (yeah)

I Spinks on a ho like Leon

And you are just a castaway, so get your ass away

Instead of fuckin you, I'd masturbate

I shouldn't of had to wait, I think you blew your big chance

You rejected when I asked about the eighth grade dance

Now I'm big time, like my homeboy Randy

Plus I'm pushin a Porsche with drop top panties

It's just like candy but I ain't hammy

Yo ho, so yo, ass can't hand me

Shit, fuck your cell phone bitch, you can keep that

Broke, you ain't know a motherfucker, where was she at?

[Chorus - Female]

I think I remember you, from way back when, but how can I be sure?

That's so long ago and since then we both have grown

But look at you, you're amazin

What's so, crazy, I know how niggaz do

'Cause they get money, change and don't remember who they are

[Verse 2 - K-Rino]

Listen, in high school with the females, I was rarely selected

I got rejected by the ones the damn nerds rejected

If I wore a shirt Monday, this is true, I ain't lyin

By the end of the week you probably saw it two more times

I was discouraged by the microscopic size of my bank

But stayed constantly motivated to rise in the ranks

I used to be a bottom feeder, lowest man on the totem

But I showed a mass like the transit sit on my scrotum

Gettin fed by my music and it's all clean work

And the used to be prom queen is a Walgreens clerk

I would dream about bein with ya, wantin to kiss on ya

Now I let my damn bladder bust before I piss on ya

Me and 'face second to none, makin records for fun

You thirty-seven at the strip club gettin naked for ones

But I ain't trippin, you can hit the room with me, it's fine

And when I bust one on her chin, I'm like "clean up on aisle nine!" 

(yeah)

[Chorus - Unknown Female]

I think I remember you, from way back when, but how can I be sure?

That's so long ago and since then we both have grown

But look at you, you're amazin

What's so, crazy, is I know how niggaz do

'Cause they get money, change and don't remember who they are

[Verse 3 - Slim Thug]

Thugga, huh

A (Bitch Ain't) never been (Shit) to me

I've been screamin that since "Chronic" popped back in '93

Back when I was broke in the hood on my ass

I couldn't get away when the bitch drove past

Now a nigga seein cash so fast, things change

Same bitch askin for a ride in the Range

Lookin at a nigga strange, 'cause I ain't tryin to entertain

Conversation about her becomin my main

I'm like "bitch, you must of fell and bump your brain

And think you fuckin with a lame, nope not me mayne

I ain't got shit for ya, matter fact, I don't know ya

That's all I'm a show ya, 'cause that's all a nigga owe ya

Used to be fine, big titties and behind

Had a few kids, now your belly bigger than mine

Stomach lookin like you had a fight with a lion

I ain't fuckin with you bitch, move around"

[Chorus - Female]

I think I remember you, from way back when, but how can I be sure?

That's so long ago and since then we both have grown

But look at you, you're amazin

What's so, crazy, is I know how niggaz do

'Cause they get money, change and don't remember who they are (they are, they are ...)

Redemption Song - LYRICS

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"Redemption Song"

I'm too hard to kill, I refuse to die

Sweat tears and blood, paid dues alive

In these streets I roam, I've been blessed to live

Could've easily got caught up in my yesteryears

But I'm here~! My story remains the same

I ain't changed a bit, I speak words of pain

From a frozen heart, lost what's left to lose

I'm alone and what I promise is death to you

And it's true my only fear is I have none

My conscience makes me keep me to myself cause I blast one

And I can fall asleep right next to a dead man

I'm cold, I put bullet holes all off in your headband

So, bring me death cause I've been itchin to see

if it's an afterlife, aim it at me, cock it and squeeze

Please... back to back to back to back to back to back, nigga

From my first fuckin album nigga

And I still can't be fucked with, trust me

I'm the truth in here, I give up what's real

Not afraid to die, not afraid to kill

But afraid to lie, and too scared to steal

Cause what's mine is mine, and what's his is his

In these streets it's clear, punishment's severe

If that line is crossed that's when them guys appear

It's like nothin you've seen, so fuck what you've heard

It ain't what you believe, cause it's deeper than words

If that silence is broke then somebody's comin to blow

holes in yo' upper body, leavin a bloody coat

to be viewed by these dues who feel like this

When it's enough said it's bloodshed, believe that shit nigga

Cause we that sick nigga, you see that bitch - get her!

Cause he that snitch nigga, so squeeze that's it figure

that you watch what you say, you say it and die

What you cherish is close to me so don't testify

Straight up hood nigga, made it rappin

Yeah, caught a break huh

My life put down in words homey

That's some real shit, yo

A rapper - you hated to love, respected and feared

what I'm capable of there's nothin they say in our ears

I'm a soldier for fortune, I've got murderous plots

Plus I'm suicidal, walkin this parking lot

With my dangerous thoughts, I'm a dangerous dude

When I up it and cock the hammer I'm aimin dude

I came in to do, I'm a killing machine

And with life comes a price so I triple the fee

When it's trippin with me, either you win or you lose

In the end he who wins is he who finishes fools

I'm sentencin you, to a home in the sea

With the lint in your pockets, you rolled with weed

Exposin the weak, you hoes fin' to sleep

with the fishes bitches and y'all should know the demeanor

Yeah, everything that I say I am nigga I am

Know the rest of you motherfuckers wish you could be that real

I tell you what my nigga, be real with your motherfuckin self

I am Facemob nigga~! I am the best nigga

I am the back to back to back to back nigga

Y'knahmsayin? Yeah

It's Not A Game - LYRICS

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"It's Not A Game"

[Scarface]

It's danger in the streets these days

Man how the fuck am I gon' keep me paid?

Believe me mayne; if I got to die I got to go

This was all never sure cause danger life I know

It was all about the diamond chains, or the ride and bank

Smoke and listen to the Isleys sang

Would I ride the same? Dawg, probably not

Laid back reminiscin on the times I shot

Dare all motherfuckers trippin in them parkin lots

If it was war niggaz wanted it was war they got

I'm a nigga, a real nigga, a quick thanker

that would hesitate to aim and see the chamber

Discharge the cartridges that the hollow-point came from

You can hide but you cain't run

Yeah, and he just started what can not be stopped

And fucked up cause you were thinkin you could not be got

[Chorus: repeat 2X]

This is not a game

Niggaz want a lifestyle with finer thangs

Hustlin to come up on these diamond chains, diamond rangs

Runnin on the daily out here tryin to slang

[Scarface]

Now analyzin all the wrong I've done

I'm surprised I ain't dead I guess the good die young

I put a hole in a nigga head, fuck why run

from a lazy motherfucker cause he flashed his gun

We ain't cut from the same shit, nigga I'm a shooter

If I show I got a pistol best believe I'ma shoot a

stupid motherfucker down, shoot a motherfucker down

Chalk his ass in the dirt with a bullet in his mouth

And I won't lose sleep cause when it come time for me to pay the piper

Fuck it, I've been tryin to meet

Yeah~! So please believe that when it's time to show

I'll be ready with my arms crossed, dyin to go

And I won't shed tears, I'm respected here

And you won't hear things you'd expect to hear

I rejected fear; and I don't wanna be another second here

But the question is, is he lettin me live?

[Chorus]

[Scarface]

Right here the pros and cons

Cause life's way deeper than the frozen arm

They might streetsweep you if you're holdin on

My Sunday School teacher taught us Job in songs, another soul is gone

She couldn't have told me shit

Cause all I wanna do right here is fold me grip

And she talks to me in codes and all I know is bricks

Learn how to rock me up an O I coulda sold for six, instead she sold me tricks

So now I plead my case

The cops all on me tryin to bleed my safe

My pops all on me tryin to squeeze my face

But I'm not gon' squeal so I'ma need my space, back up I need my space

Momma ain't raised no rat

The word got back and niggaz paid for that

Yo' ass got served and never made it back

Your ass had birds a nigga laid you flat, and then he raid your stack

That's how the game is played

[Chorus]

Still Here (feat. Shateish) - LYRICS

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"Still Here"

(feat. Shateish)

[Verse 1 (Scarface)]

Up early in the morning, 

waken by the sound of my cell phone, 

Donny hathaway singing on the ringtone. 

Was a homie that I went to school with, 

tellin me life wasnt shit to fool with. 

These young niggas steady dyin' over dumb shit, 

fast money for your soul, 

now your done with. 

You hear the gun click. 

[gunshot]

Blood stains on the walls and carpet, 

pain and the hardships 

of a father identifyin' his child 

from a photo of the plan, 

with his brains blown out now. 

Lets rewind to where it all took place, 

started off in math class early that day. 

Hey! Its high school, 

and everybodys tryin to earn a rep 

and he gone gun shot a homie to death. 

The impossible is happenin, 

children are left to make decisions. 

Do ya let 'em die or kill them urself? 

[Chorus (Shateish)]

As I look at my life.. 

Remembering where ive been. 

I may not have been here. 

Cuda been in the gutter, 

drowning in my tears. 

I remember how hard it is on the block. (Yeahhhh) 

Everytime you turn around somebody got shot.. 

Oooooh, 

but im still here. 

Im still here. 

[Verse 2:]

Another homie got murdered in the dope house, 

ass pocket full of money, 

chillin' gettin' smoked out. 

Two shots hit him in his face when he blast it, 

frame pictured, 

and its closed casket. 

This is so tragic. 

I see death on every block I turn, 

its just not my turn. 

Live the same lifestyle, 

cash money to burn. 

Weed blowin' steady slippin' in the darkest term. 

When it feels like real life, 

knowin' is next. 

Rep to take it, 

be the last left, 

humble yourself. 

In slow-mo you see your wholse life flashin' 

that second from the beginning, 

back to the end and that lesson 

is nothin short of what a nigga expect. 

Livin' life like this, 

this is duly respect. 

And I refuse to give debt. 

[Chorus:]

As I look at my life.. 

Remembering where ive been. 

I may not have been here. 

Cuda been in the gutter, 

drowning in my tears. 

I remember how hard it is on the block. (Yeahhhh) 

Everytime you turn around somebody got shot.. 

Oooooh, 

but im still here. 

Im still here. 

[Verse 3:]

Yeah I remember, 

we tatted are names on our arms for fun. 

Writin rest in piece for the dead and gone. 

Thats just me, 

and I aint the one to stunt, 

but seems like im losing somebody every other month. 

Thats why I walk through the hood 

tryin' talk to the hood, 

but some niggas is lost in the hood. 

and we blind to that fact, 

that we actin' like they wanted us to act. 

White man versus black. 

Reason I aint vote for my iraqs 'cos I love 'em. 

They gonna want him hanged after that. 

In god we trust, 

what? (what?) 

Money or the life of a soldier 

sent to die in the war in a fight, 

that never should took place. 

Mary K-K-K 

used to be a great place (great place), 

now I guess we save face (save face). 

John McCain hates niggas, (hates niggas) 

on Martin Lutha King day. (hahahahaha) 

Go Figure. 

[Chorus:]

As I look at my life.. 

Remembering where ive been. 

I may not have been here. 

Cuda been in the gutter, 

drowning in my tears. 

I remember how hard it is on the block. (Yeahhhh) 

Everytime you turn around somebody got shot.. 

Oooooh, 

but im still here. 

Im still here.

Can't Get Right (feat. Bilal) - LYRICS

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"Can't Get Right"

(feat. Bilal)

[Scarface]

These are the last days, settle in

Look at the turmoil our kids left the ghetto in

They bustin metal and, ain't got remorse for the innocent

It's just another nigga in the morgue

My momma's pregnant with a son she should abort

Cause she ain't knowin what I'm fin' to be facin is nothin short

of a, racially motivated killin cause them boys

see a nigga as only a third of a human, {?}

Every time I see a cracker with a badge, I'm in awe

Cause I'm knowin how he feel, and I'm just bein real

I don't hate and I don't preach it ain't no motherfuckin secret

We ain't first class citizens, and we ain't second either

Need to, get up and get out, and cut that bullshit out

Nigga get yo' own you strugglin at this bitch house

The lack of makin money make a motherfucker bend

If you'd rather me than you die in the end, again and again

[Chorus: Bilal]

I made it over to dry land

but still wound up sinkin in quicksand

I'm tryin Lord, I just can't get right

Paid the bills on Monday

Even went to church on Sunday

But I, but I, but I just can't get right

[Scarface]

I lay in bed lookin up at the ceiling

as the fan turns in a circle, thinkin 'bout my evil

Seein end on my TV, bombs in the skies

over Baghdad they fight but they don't know why

What they said about Hussein, was a God damn lie

Raised a war against a religion for oil, don't lie

I seen, kids from the hood livin like they gon' die

with the mindset of be broke or let's go get high

With the people livin so crazy how we gon' get by

Gasoline five dolars, how the fuck we gon' drive?

Can't afford to fill our prescriptions so we all gon' die

CVS is slangin dope on every block worldwide

Since, spies up and had the dope game on fine

Then it's only right for one nigga to go get mine huh

If they injured how they gon' survive?

If they stuck at the bottom how the fuck they gon' ride?

[Chorus]

[Scarface]

Ain't life a muh'fucker, first you think you got it, then it

all falls apart in front your eyes, try to stop it, but it's

part of the plan that was written by the man

Got me down on my knees and my hands, prayin

Forgive me Lord, thank the Lord I'm alive

Cause I'm knowin deep down I coulda died

I shed so many tears lost so many peers

In the grave or the penitentiary facin 20 years

Pourin beers on the corner, cause Frankie told me {?} lonely

I was high livin blind to the fact that they sold us out

America the Beautiful, there's a funeral

on every day of the month, tryin to get our knees up

Huh, it's another chance under these circumstances

My people ain't advancin, but if we pray

Maybe we'll get to live our life in the sun

'stead of livin on the blocks dyin young, here I come

Forgot About Me (feat. Lil Wayne, Bun B) - LYRICS

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"Forgot About Me"

(feat. Lil Wayne, Bun B)

"I know they miss yoooooou..." - [Billy Paul]

[Chorus: sampled from Billy Paul's "Just a Prisoner"]

It seems like every-BODY, everybody, everybody

Everybody forgotten about me..

Will I ever, ever, EVER, be free?

Huh, uh, HUH?

[Lil Wayne - Verse 1]

Just when they thought it was safe

I picked up the phone and called it a day

I bought a new car, caught a new case - fuck it

The harder I walk, the ground shall shake

Stompin, the harder I march, the ground will break

I am, groundbreakin, like an earthquake, heh-heh

Yeah, I run this shit, but I'll tackle it

You want me to break it down, I'ma fracture it

My mind is wanderin, I can't find it

But ten times outta ten, my mind on the mon-ey

Bandana around my head like I know karate

And I'll wax a nigga's ass like Mister Miyagi

And it ain't over 'til the fat lady sang

And that bitch got a whole lot more weight to gain

And call me by my new name

(...What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne

"It seems like every-BODY, everybody, everybody

Everybody forgotten about me..

Will I ever, ever, ever, be free?

Huh, uh, HUH"

(My nigga, featuring Lil Wayne..

Came here to fuck with me tonight, shwaty)

[Scarface - Verse 2]

I am as, real as they come as hard as they get

They go to talkin off the wall I put a par' in they shit

I'm the o-riginal gangsta, I'll tell you how I do it

I take niggaz from the jump when they step to me with that bullshit

I am a fool, bitch, a native H-Town from the south side of Houston

You're tuned to the sounds of a nigga, who don't give a fuck

'casue one way or the other

I'm gon' still get mine, play the game, motherfucker

The truth is in the building and I came tonight

And I done sold so many records, change my name to life

'cause I can breathe into the hood, make it feel my pain

And even though they try to change me, I remain the same

And even if I did have that chrome-plated grill on my shit

I come from out the motherfuckin bricks

Now, never forget, where I come from, son

I'm respected in these motherfuckin streets I run

I'm Face

"It seems like every-BODY, everybody, everybody

Everybody forgotten about me..

Will I ever, ever, ever, be free?

Huh, uh, HUH"

(MY, NIGGA)

[Bun B - Verse 3]

It's Bun B, the nigga Mr. Swisher, and Mr. Flows

Mr. Brick, Mr. Killer Grams Nigga, Mr. 'BOWS

Mr. Slab, Mr. Candy Paint, nigga Mr. Dough

and Mr. Eighty-fo', hatin hoe, we think yo' sister know

When I hits the do', motherfuckers drop and kiss the flo'

Light bulb flow, I glass shatter, transistors blow

I'm the shit fo' sho! Roll wit it, bitch or {?} worm

I'm hot in this heat, a head shot'll keep your perm burned

It's my turn, I earn stripes and paid dues so

Don't be surprised if I'm in a trap or own a new show

I don't TRY snitch, sneak diss or even backdo'

Balla block, a short stop or drop down in Fat, hoe

(What!) I don't keep it a hunnid (huh), I keep it a thousand

I'm hood, so I rep the hood, direct from the public housing

(Manye!) I got it crunk like Obama in a 'Fesco

Nuttin less than the best, hoe

Nigga, let's go it's U..

"It seems like every-BODY, everybody, everybody (muthafuckin G..)

Everybody forgotten about me.. (K, fo' LIFE!)

Will I ever, ever, ever, be free? (Long Live the Pimp!)

Huh, uh, HUH"

High Powered - LYRICS

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"High Powered"

[Verse 1:]

I am representing for my niggas on lock down.

Doing time for that he say and she say laying niggas down on the freeway.

Believe me they need me cause all these mouse ass niggas

coming home way to long before they release date

He facing twenty-five fed time, and he aint ever seen a day in that thing.

He bussing heads hu, lets keep it real,

I got the documents to prove you’s a snitching ass nigga.

Trying to hide behind your music, you hit the

High way got money the fly way and told it you a hoe ass nigga that’s what I say.

And you can go against some niggas that wanna touch it last album I was Made.

This album a mutha fucker.

So all you niggas wanna plot against the Mob since you wanna make it out,

am finna address the noise.

To High Power

[Chorus:]

Beep beep there goes the sound of my cellar, here’s the life of a hustler.

I am a hustler

I am Gangster.

I am a hustler,

I am a gangster.

We nah informer, it’s the life of a hustler.

[Verse 2:]

Deal with it, don’t talk he be about it, cause he a G about it.

I got a problem with a nigga, I go squeeze him out.

What the fuck I am going to talk to the police about.

I am from the streets doing the type of shit you read about.

I cooped the Chrome 45 under pressure.

And then address ya, now ya froze on the streture.

You wanted trouble, and I wouldn’t settle lesser.

I am the devil in the flesh, my pistol is my protector.

See my reflection as it fades in the black,

when I reappear on a nigga. It’s a ragging attack yeah.

And soloulome swear, any problem I here.

I just empty the clip, for him calling me to dis square.

That’s on my life, that causes me to represent the Mob.

Since you niggas want that heat I am about to turn up the knob.

To High Powered!

[Chorus:]

[Verse 3:]

Bitch nigga you catch a dead man walking.

One foot is inside of a grave.

The other one is in a closed top coffin.

You still talking, like you the old G,

when you was locked down thou you was low key.

The niggas told me they had you in Sig, in the Locust.

You were working with those boys and them,

and even had the nerve to try and talk to the streets.

Thinking that they bring some mark ass police.

And then he tried to sue a nigga,

but it got back to a nigga.

And when I see him, I am do the nigga.

So skip that funky ass deposition fools.

If you want it, crank it up.

That’s what I am about to do, to High Powered

Rockin' That Shit (Remix) (feat. Fabolous, Juelz Santana, Rick Ross, Ludacris) - LYRICS

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"Rockin' That Shit (Remix)"

 (feat. Fabolous, Juelz Santana, Rick Ross, Ludacris)

[The-Dream]

Girl I'm in love with you baby. 

And I want you to know. 

That I'm hooked on your body. 

And I'm trying to be your's..

[DJ Khaled] 

Radio killa..

[Ludacris]

Now she the definition of fine 

But I told her that her body looks better with mine [x2]

[Fabolous]

I like the way she rock, her hips 

Them rockin hips 

Told her we can take off like rocket ships 

Straight jacket jeans, you look crazy in 'em 

The way you rockin that, I thought they was Jay-Z denim 

Let me drop a jewel on ya, put a roc in air 

Can I call you nana cos you got that rockin' chair 

It go back, and forth - then forth and back 

When I'm on Patron, or off the yak 

Can't get off the fact I'm off my Mac 

Goldie probably wouldn't, but I would trick off a that 

And I'm sick with the money, I can cough a stack 

I can sneeze some g's so baby let's roll..

[Background]

She rockin' that shit like 

The way you rockin' that up in this club. 

I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love 

She rockin' that shit like 

The way you rockin' that up in this club 

There's nothing I can say 

She rockin' that shit like 

The way you rockin' that up in this club 

I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love 

She rockin' that shit like 

The way you rockin' that up in this club 

There's nothing I can say 

She rockin' that shit like. 

[Juelz Santana]

Whoa, whoa 

Look how shawty roll, roll 

She rockin' that shit 

I'm like look at shawty go, go 

She rockin' to the beat, she rockin' it for me 

And all I can think about is rockin' it to sleep 

Her face is like a model 

Body shape just like a bottle 

Girl I wanna hit that more than I wanna hit the lotto 

She revvin' me up, I got my hand all on my throttle 

I wanna get on top of her, zoom on the Yamaha 

So you can call it switchin' gears 

Zoom in inside of her 

And if it taste how it look I'ma try to swallow her 

Call me Mr. Shoe-shine, baby I'ma polish ya 

And I leave ya spit clean, I don't use no polisher 

Demolition man, tell your friends I demolish ya 

Plus I'm that nigga, baby I could make you popular 

So get another shot of that Ciroc in ya 

Cos I'm gon' be rockin' ya 

Treat you like the first lady 

I'll put my Barack in ya..

[Background]

She rockin' that shit like 

The way you rockin' that up in this club. 

I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love 

She rockin' that shit like 

The way you rockin' that up in this club 

There's nothing I can say 

She rockin' that shit like 

The way you rockin' that up in this club. 

I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love 

She rockin' that shit like 

The way you rockin' that up in this club 

There's nothing I can say 

She rockin' that shit like..

[Rick Ross]

Fresh lack President, one 

Air force ones in my Air Force One (Obama) 

Is it all a dream? (No) Sorry, my reality 

See me rocking that shit is complementing my salary 

Complementary balance, told 'em what we tally 

Spinning like it's ballet and I touched the budget ballot (Boss) 

See the girl, and holla (Eyyy) 

Told me that she from the (A) 

So you know I had to (eyyy) classify my case..

[Background]

She rockin' that shit like 

The way you rockin' that up in this club. 

I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love 

She rockin' that shit like 

The way you rockin' that up in this club 

There's nothing I can say 

She rockin' that shit like 

The way you rockin' that up in this club 

I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love 

She rockin' that shit like 

The way you rockin' that up in this club 

There's nothing I can say 

She rockin' that shit like

[Ludacris]

Now let me take you to a place far beyond 

In a whole 'nother galaxy 

Travel in your mind, explore your sexuality 

Melt your imagination and mold it into reality 

Your heart's my art gallery, girl 

Can you feel the pictures that I painted 

Cos all of them are related, like a mother to a son 

But none of them overrated 

There no others, you the one 

Our destiny is to make it 

Gotta thank you just for sharing your world 

Its so real, an inspiration for no reason 

But thinking that I'm incapable of taking on the duty of making you interchangeable 

The thought is sensational, its perfect bliss 

I'm ready to take the milky way to your Hershey's kiss 

You know my tongue's got batteries in it 

The bedroom, we lose calories in it and start families in it 

And don't worry cos the situation's under control 

So let me dive in your heart and swim around in your soul (Luda)..

[The-Dream]

Take me I'm yours, shawty 

As we rock to the left, rock to the right 

Lend me your body and we'll rock it all night 

Don't leave us on this floor, shawty 

The door's to the left, I parked on the right 

Tell the niggas holla back, tell your girls goodnight..

The way you rockin' that up in this club. 

I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love 

The way you rockin' that up in this club 

I swear you gon' make a nigga fall in love, love..