Daily Archives: February 1, 2018

New Regime – Take It Or Leave It (Album Version)

I will treat you like a queen
Give you all the love you need

Take it or leave it, baby
Give you all the love you need
Could you love me with your heart and soul?

Give you all the love you need
Take away my scrilla, my diamonds and, my Benzo
Could you love me with your heart and soul?
(I will treat you like a queen)

For you to fall in love with me
I will treat you like a queen
I didn’t comprehend that all your other men

I didn’t know that you required all the fancy things in life
Take it or leave it, baby
I will treat you like a queen
Take it or leave it, baby

(I?m all I have to give)
I will treat you like a queen

I will treat you like a queen
Take it or leave it, baby
I still can give you all the love you need

I will treat you like a queen

All I have is my heart to give
That’s what I will do
Take it or leave it, baby

Give you all the love you need
Could you love me with your heart and soul?
Take it or leave it, baby
(Take it or leave it, baby)
Could you love me with your heart and soul?
Give you all the love you need

Take away my convertible
Give you all the love you need

(Give you all the love you need, that’s what I will do)
Take away my scrilla, my diamonds and my Benzo

Take it or leave it, baby

Could you love me with your heart and soul?
Take away my diamonds and my gold
Take away my scrilla, my diamonds and my Benzo
Baby, I’m not slippin’ or maybe I’m just trippin’
Take it or leave it, baby
I’m not shoppin’ at the mall, I’m not buyin? you Cristal
Take away my scrilla, my diamonds and my Benzo
All I have to offer is just me, baby
Just give my love a chance
I guess I thought your love was free
All I’m saying you have to do is
(I will treat you like a queen)
Girl, you got me stressin’, here’s my confession
Girl, I can’t afford your ass
That’s what I will do
Take it or leave it, baby

Take it or leave it, baby
Buy you anything you ask
That’s what I will do
(Some one to support you, babe)
But I thought that your love was free
I’m the one you need, babe
Take it or leave it, baby
You should be with me, babe
I’m not the boner that you think I am
I will treat you like a queen
All I can give to you

All I have to give to you is my heart
That’s what I will do
Take it or leave it, baby
That’s what I will do
Give you all the love you need
Take it or leave it, baby
That’s what I will do
You see my video and my convertible
Take it or leave it, baby

All I can give to you
Take it or leave it, baby

Is good love, good sex, good time
Take it or leave it, baby
I didn’t know that you required all the fancy things in life
I will treat you like a queen

Take away all my fancy clothes
(Give you all the love you need, that’s what I will do)

All they do is give, that’s not the way I live
All you gotta do is call me, yeah

But all that glitters isn’t gold
Put me on, babe, put me on
Take it or leave it, baby
That’s what I will do
And that’s all you?ll ever want, baby

(When you need some one to talk to)
Give you all the love you need
Take away my scrilla, my diamonds and my Benzo
That’s what I will do
Take it or leave it, baby
My heart, it’s yours

Guns N’ Roses – November Rain (Rock Radio Edit)

‘Cause nothin’ lasts forever

Sometimes I need some time…all alone

But lovers always come and lovers always go
Don’t ya think that you need someone
If we could take the time
Everybody needs some time… on their own
Don’t you know I feel the same
Do you need some time…all alone
Everybody needs somebody
We still can find a way
Don’t ya think that you need somebody
Do you need some time…on your own
And no one’s really sure who’s lettin’ go today
So if you want to love me
Or I’ll just end up walkin’

You’re not the only one

‘Cause nothin’ lasts forever
Walking away
All mine

Then darlin’ don’t refrain
But darlin’ when I hold you
We’ve been through this such a long long time
I know it’s hard to keep an open heart

I could rest my head
So never mind the darkness
In the cold November rain
And we both know hearts can change

Just knowin’ that you were mine
Sometimes I need some time…on my own
Wouldn’t time be out to charm you
In the cold November rain
I can see a love restrained
I know that you can love me
And it’s hard to hold a candle
When even friends seem out to harm you
Just tryin’ to kill the pain

Don’t you know you need some time…all alone
Don’t you know you need some time…all alone
And when your fears subside
And shadows still remain
Even cold November rain
To lay it on the line
But if you could heal a broken heart

You’re not the only one
When there’s no one left to blame
When I look into your eyes
Everybody needs some time… on their own

Olivia Newton John – Twist Of Fate (Extended Dance Mix)

Love is what we’ve found
Telling me that Heaven can wait
This is much more than we deserve
Love is what we’ve found
Telling me that Heaven can wait
Without the love you bring
Telling me that Heaven can wait
The second time around
Two hearts that lost the beat will now resume
The second time around
Telling me that Heaven can wait
Love is what we’ve found
And I gotta get it right this time
Telling me that Heaven can wait
Life doesn’t mean a thing

It’s gotta be a strange twist of fate

Without the love you bring
Life doesn’t mean a thing
Without the love you bring
By divine intervention

The second time around
The second time around
Do we deserve a second chance?
Don’t understand what’s going on
It’s gotta be a strange twist of fate
I’m gonna make it right this time
It’s gotta be a strange twist of fate
The gift of life extension
I’m back in the land of the living
A higher voice has called the tune
It’s gotta be a strange twist of fate
Without the love you bring
Oh, I’m gonna get it right this time
It’s gotta be a strange twist of fate
Life doesn’t mean a thing
Life doesn’t mean a thing
Telling me that Heaven can wait
This is a new beginning

Love is what we’ve found
Telling me to get it right this time
The second time around
Love is what we’ve found
Woke up this morning, all the hurt was gone
It’s gotta be a strange twist of fate
How did we fall into this circumstance?

You know I gotta get it right
You know I gotta get it right this time
We weren’t so straight and narrow
Life doesn’t mean a thing
Without the love you bring

Honey Bane – Tain’t Nobody’s Biz-Ness If I Do

‘T’ain’t nobody’s business if I do, if I do!
And I say, "Take all mine, honey"
Than to jump right up and quittin’ me
To jump into the ocean
There, I’d rather my man was hittin’ me

Then just shimmy down on Monday
‘T’ain’t nobody’s business if I do, if I do!

‘T’ain’t nobody’s business if I do, do, do!
There ain’t nothin’ I can do, or nothin’ I can say
I swear I won’t call no copper
And don’t care if you all despise me!
If I’m beat up by my papa
‘T’ain’t nobody’s business if I do, if I do!
And it leaves me in a pickle
If I go to church on Sunday
‘T’ain’t nobody’s business if I do, do, do do!
If I give him my lasy nickel
If I should take a notion
That folks don’t criticise me

‘T’ain’t nobody’s business if I do, do, do do!

But I’m going to do just as I want to anyway
If my friend ain’t got no money

Birdman & Young Thug – Lil One

Blood. just want you to feel it
Actin’ childish in this phantom
[Outro: Young Thug]
I’m not talkin’ bean
Aye, yeah, yeah
I’m not talking ’bout no build
Tell me, how you feel, a nigga
Bang-bang for young soldiers (I just want you to tell me)
YSL, want you to feel it
[Intro: Young Thug]

[Verse 2: Young Thug & Birdman]
Hey, I need to know just, how you feel, feel, feel
I want to know, how you feelin’ lil’ one (tell me, how you feel)
Thugger
We might just stroll, we ain’t tryna roll
Lay back the curtains on it
Hey, I’m playin’ doctor just like Phil (go ‘head)

She tryna show ’em, that she ridin’ ’round with me
[Bridge 2: Young Thug]
I just want you to tell me
Nigga screamin’, "free Pibb" like I’m giving away soda
I got more syrup than Uncle Phil (ooh)

Go ‘head and tell me, how you feel
She not a Blood, but she eat ravioli
Actin’ childish in this phantom
She not a Crip, but her coupe blue
It’s Cash Money, it’s Rich Gang, it’s YSL
But she keep pigeons on her toes
I wanna know just, how you feel lil one
I just want you to feel it
Tell Lil Thugger, how you feelin’ lil’ one
[Bridge 1: Young Thug]
I’m almost certain that I’ma feel, hey (hey)
Lay back the curtains on it
I just want you to tell me
She could never be a gnat (no)
How are you feelin’ lil’ one, how you feelin’ lil’ one (I just want you to tell me, I just want you to tell me)
Show you, how we illy niggas, for real
She could never be a gnat (no)
I’m not talking ’bout no build
Tell me just, how you feel lil’ one

Show you, how we dealin’, nigga
Screwed to the max (I’m geeked)
Hey
We kill niggas, for real

But lil’ mama gotta six pack (woo)
Tell me, how you feel, a nigga, for real
Screwed to the max (I’m geeked)
Please, tell Thugger, just, how you feel lil’ one
I’m almost certain that imma feel, hey (hey)
Baby girl, I wanna feel it

I ran up my bands up, now she act like a brat

Lil’ one
How you feel lil’ one?
I just want you to tell me (go ‘head)
But lil’ mama gotta six pack (woo)
Tell, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, just tell me (tell me)
I just want you to feel it
Show you, how we kill a nigga
Please, tell me, I’m feelin’ it, yeah
I swear to God, I got that coolie on a mack (graw-graw)
How you feel, how you feel, how you feelin’?
[Post-Hook 1: Young Thug]
I don’t really talk, but I been said, "I told ya"
How are you feelin’ lil one, how you feelin’ lil’ one? (I just want you to tell me, I just want you to tell me)
I ran up my bands up, now she act like a brat
I just want you to tell me (I’m listenin’)
She can take it slow
Yeah, yeah
It’s a shame on Stunnaman so, yeah

Yeah (lil’ one, lil’ one, lil’ one, lil’ one)
I swear to God, I got that coolie on a mack (graw-graw)
We got London On Da Track
I just want you to tell me
Thugger want you to feel it (yeah)
She workin’ on it (she, what?)
She get on top of me and work me, homie
It’s bang-bang and chop-chop
Born stunnas, we known high rollers
[Hook 1: Young Thug]
Go ‘head and tell me, how you feel
I thought I told ya
And they trash, no curby, homie, oh
Yeah, yeah
I just want you to tell me
Bang-bang for lil’ soldiers
She get on top of me and work me, homie
[Verse 1: Young Thug]

[Hook 2: Young Thug]
And they trash, no curby, homie
Hey, I’m playin’ doctor just like Phil (go ‘head)
It’s chop-chop and bang-bang
Wanna twist yo’ body around, I hope you know yoga
I just want you to feel it (yeah)
Please
Yeah (lil’ one, lil’ one, lil’ one)
It’s Blood gang, we kill niggas, for real
I just wanna bang bang like Chief Sosa (bang-bang)
Yeah, yeah
Please, tell me, I’m feelin’ it
I’m like oh, oh, oh, oh whoa
Tell me, how you feel, nigga
She tryna show ’em, that she ridin’ ’round with me
Aye

I just wanna enjoy every second
I’m ridin’ with the yoppa like I come from Magnolia (graw)
I wanna know, how you feel lil’ one
It’s chop-chop and bang-bang

She workin’ on it (she, what?)
How you feelin’, how you feelin’, just, how you feel
I got more syrup than Uncle Phil (ooh)
[Post-Hook 2: Young Thug]

Lee Ann Womack – All The Trouble

It’s hard being small
(All the trouble)

Either way you play it
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need

You’re standing big and tall
Life’s a losing hand
Well the trouble with the mountain
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need

If you’ve got some good news
(All the trouble)
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
Somebody send him on
I’ve had all I can take
Somebody write me one
Then the storm and the wind and the thunder and the lightning came
There’s 8 million ways to fall
Give me a chance
And a couple drops of rain
Well it started with a dark cloud

If there’s a prince awaiting
You’re right back down again

It’s hard being little
The house is gonna win
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
Even when you think you’re up
And I just don’t want no more

And I just don’t want no more

Somebody give me shelter
Just put it in my hand
And I just don’t want no more
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
No I just don’t want no more
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
The deck is stacked against you

I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
Make it up that mountain
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
Even Cinderella had to find her own way home

I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need

If you’ve got some good love
‘Cause I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
‘Cause I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need
I got all the trouble I’m ever gonna need

And I just don’t want no more
No more, no more, no more
I need a happy ending

DJ Spin & Whiiite – Til She Lose Her Voice (feat. Lil Wayne)

[Chorus 2]
And want you walk it like a serve it, like a, bounce it like a, yeah

She said, "Them hoes, then I pop with my Tunechi
And she said, "Ooh baby, ooh baby"
And this dick is A1, pussy well
[Verse 2]
‘Til she lose her voice, like
Ride it like a horse, scream and holler ’til she lose her voice
Act a donkey on that dick, Pony on that shit
Let me see you monkey on that dick, monkey on that dick
[Post-Chorus]
Walk it like a, serve it, like a, bounce it like a, yeah
Girl, you know I love you and I care for you
I got some new shoes and a bag of hair for ya

Ooh, let’s go
She a slim, fine woman with some shit with her
Ooh, now she on a handstand, I’m her number one fan
She said, "Ignore them hoes, better not"
She ain’t got a lot of ass, but I could work with her

I got some candle lit and some underwear for ya

I got some new shoes and a bag of hair for ya
[Intro]
Yeah, she shake it like a dog, hop like a frog
‘Til she lose her voice, like
She [?], she watching her remarks
Scoob in this bitch with me
She said, "Them hoes, then I pop with my Tunechi
She the intelligent one, I’m just me with my dumbass
‘Til she lose her voice, like, like, like, like
She ain’t got a lot of ass, but I could work with her
And she said, "We gon’ ride this shit on out & now we walk"
[Chorus]
She said, "Them hoes, better not fuck with my Tunechi
Them edible underwear, I ate a pair for ya
Girl, you know I love you, I go hard for you, it’s from the heart
[Post-Chorus]
But this about you
‘Cause she shake it like a dog, hop like a frog
He got a magic stick and know how to use it"
He got a magic stick and know how to use it"
And she can shake it like a dog, shake it like a dog
Act a donkey on that dick, Pony on that shit
She a slim, fine woman with some twerk with her
[Verse 1]
She said, "Ignore them hoes, better not"

She ain’t got a lot of ass, but she pretty as fuck
I said, "Fuckin’ right," ooh baby, ooh baby
She said, "Them hoes, better not fuck with my Tunechi
She pop it like a tart, and stab it like a heart
He got a magic stick and know how to use it"
Ride it like a horse, so I ain’t got a choice

She a slim, fine woman with some twerk with her
Just ask my bitch about me, I got her a belt vuitton

Girl, you know I love ya, and I’m there for ya
Shake it like a, now take that dog for a walk
Girl, you got a monkey on that dick, monkey on that dick
He got a magic stick and know how to use it"

Luke Combs – One Number Away

In my brain, dial it up, everything I wanna say
And I’m one number away
But I’m still one number away, away, away
Yeah I’m still one number away
[Chorus]
And I’m one number away
But everywhere I go, I see your face
You just might be doing whatever it takes
But I’m still one number away
But I’m dying, inside
Might be the whiskey or the midnight rain
Or maybe playing some Mayer, getting lost in your favorite lines
Girl, I confess
In my brain, dial it up, everything I wanna say
Girl, I confess
I said I was through
Are you changing the station replacing our favorite songs?
To outrun the storm
From calling to you
Are you sitting at home, all alone, trying to fall asleep?
Are you watching a movie that you’ve seen a thousand times?
I said I was through
From calling to you
[Bridge]
Well, if you’re anything like me
"I’m leaving and not coming back"
"I’m leaving and not coming back"

Might be the whiskey or the midnight rain
To drown out the noise
Got my head in a mess
[Chorus]
But I’m still one number away

[Pre-Chorus 2]

From calling to you

[Chorus]
Well, if you’re anything like me
In my brain, dial it up, everything I wanna say
Got my head in a mess
I lied when I said
But I just wanna hear your voice
[Verse 1]
Are you staring a hole through your phone, praying that it rings?
You just might be doing whatever it takes
[Verse 1]
We don’t have to talk

And I’m one number away

Girl, I confess

Or just forget we loved at all
Does the smoke in your mirror get clearer without my kiss?
Well maybe it’s a mistake, hit the brakes, I’m moving on
But I’m almost out that door
"I’m leaving and not coming back"
Might be the whiskey or the midnight rain
I lied when I said
But I’m dying, inside
Are you stuck at a red light with a Marlboro Light on your lips?
I said I was through
I lied when I said
But I’m dying, inside
But everywhere I go, I see your face
Got my head in a mess
But everywhere I go, I see your face
[Pre-Chorus]
Will you pick up when I call?

I just wanna hear your voice

Mist – Game Changer

Legend in the game, Machiavelli
Steel Banglez
[Verse 2]
Legend in the game, Machiavelli
[Bridge]
MIST from the ends is the kids role model
I’m a very calculated nigga, never miss a penny
I’m a very calculated nigga, never miss a penny
MIS to the fucking T
Fear no one but God himself
Glastonbury, yeah, yeah, you see me on the telly
Legend in the game, Machiavelli
Just gimmie health, health and wealth

I’m getting hot like Nelly
I just wanna watch money double
Legend in the game, Machiavelli

Having no dough brings pressure
I’m a very calculated nigga, never miss a penny
Legend in the game, Machiavelli
Just gimmie health
Diamond in the dirt, yeah, you know that I’m treasure
I’m getting hot like Nelly
I’m getting hot like Nelly
I’m a very calculated nigga, never miss a penny
I’m a very calculated nigga, never miss a penny
Like when I’m on a bike, full throttle
When you get dough, don’t go broke, yeah, that’s clever

[Chorus]
I’m getting hot like Nelly
Just gimmie health, health and wealth
Glastonbury, yeah, yeah, you see me on the telly
Got P from my EP and weren’t selling on the shelf
Glastonbury, yeah, yeah, you see me on the telly
Sickmade
Sickmade on my chain and my sweater
Stepped in the dance, shut down, bounced
[Chorus]
Glastonbury, yeah, yeah, you see me on the telly
I’m getting hot like Nelly
I’m a very calculated nigga, never miss a penny
[Intro]
Step in the dance, kop bottles
[Verse 1]
I remember hustling for Ralph

Game change like weather
Yeah, I changed, but I changed for the better

These day I hustle for a house
My dargs dem a bark, no muzzle
Just gimmie health

Beef get solved real quick, but it’s long like puzzles
Legend in the game, Machiavelli
Black-on-black, yeah, I call that subtle
New whip soon land, looking like a space shuttle
Came through stinking of ounce
Just gimmie health, health and wealth
Live life on the edge, won’t topple
So far gone, dem boy can’t measure
I’m getting hot like Nelly

[Verse 3]
[Chorus]
Yeah, I came through stinking of ounce

Yeah, the game got changed with pleasure
Sickmade
Glastonbury, yeah, yeah, you see me on the telly
Glastonbury, yeah, yeah, you see me on the telly

Trippie Redd – Hellboy

Aye, it was always a, a fucking goal to, uh
He movin’ the work, your bitch all over my cock
And I ain’t talkin’ Donald Trump, but I’ll take Donald out the trunk
Ooh, I was like wish me well, lil’ boo
And we reloadin’ them sticks lil’ nigga, we release them things, ayy
Yeah, screamin’ wish me well, lil’ boo
I put dick in her mouth, like the whole mother of bombs
It’s all a dream just like a wishing well (well)
I let the money dance, the diamond blings all by itself
Baby, wish me well
Yeah, and gave you another one, lil’ boo
Baby wish me well (wish me well)

Ooh, I dropped a love letter to you
And let Donald’s ass bust if you keep talkin’ down on gang
Give ’em hell, give ’em hell
Baby wish me well
I’m from Canton but the whole country where I blew up big
It’s time to take your ass to school, ain’t no place, like, home
[Bridge]
A Love Letter to You 2
We animals, better zoo up kid
Baby wish me well (wish me well)
Bitch

Give all these niggas hell, know what I’m sayin’
Baby, wish me well
Was out on the block, my cousin had that shit in his sock
It’s all a dream just like a wishing well (well)
Yeah, sayonara to you
I’m 1400 with the screw up kids, don’t screw up kid

[Outro]
To give ’em hell (hell), and you know that I live in hell (hell)
Ooh, sayin’ wish me well, lil’ boo
Ooh, fuck your boo
Baby wish me well (wish me well)
I wuv Trippie Redd
Or that choppa wet your crew up kid, I’m two up kid
Ooh, I was like sayonara to you
To give ’em hell (hell), and you know that I live in hell (hell)
Without any help, so that means it shine on it’s own
A livin’ hell (hell), I’m Hellboy, I live in hell
[Chorus]
Baby, wish me well
To give ’em hell (hell), and you know that I live in hell (hell)
I just pulled up in a Lamb, cuzzo pulled up in a Range
I been on the road wish me well, wish me well, yeah
It’s all a dream just like a wishing well (well)
[Intro]

Who knew us kid, I think I came from under a rock
A livin’ hell (hell), I’m Hellboy, I live in hell

I been on the road wish me well, wish me well
A livin’ hell (hell), I’m Hellboy, I live in hell
Without any gold, I’ve been a king without any throne
[Verse]
[Chorus]
Hold up, give ’em hell, give ’em hell

Chromeo – Bedroom Calling (feat. The-Dream)

Bedroom calling, better pick it up
Fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire, fire
Burnin’ up this life of mine, head to toe
[Outro: Chromeo]
[Outro: The-Dream]
You need my time, and I’m here to watch you
You know that I want you, girl
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
[Chorus: The-Dream]
I could be anywhere, but I wanna be here with you, girl
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
[Chorus: The-Dream]
I bet you’re fallin’ in love in the bedroom you can’t call in
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
(Talk to me, come on)
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
Competition ain’t even close
Pinch me babe, say I’m dreaming
So baby talk to me, come on
Grab the girl you love the most, and bring her out on the floor
Girl, you always set my love on
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
Bedroom calling, better pick it up

It’s okay, let ’em stare, I wanna be here with you, girl
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
You know that I get it

Bedroom calling, better pick it up
Grab the girl you love the most, and bring her out on the floor
Bet you callin’
So baby talk to me, come on
Too hard to know what’s right from wrong
First I had no clue about you, now I’m all brand new about you
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
(Talk to me, come on)
You know that I need you, girl
Girl, be my love all day, trying to be cool but you’re too flame
Girl you always set my love on fire
[Intro: Chromeo (The-Dream)]
Talk to me, come on

(Talk to me, come on)
Tonight it’s goin’ down, but feels like we elevated
You know that I need you, girl
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
(Baby talk to me, come on)
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
[Verse 1: The-Dream]
I could be here everyday, Johnny on the spot

So baby talk to me, come on
Bedroom calling, better pick it up
My mind’s here and there, but I wanna be here with you, girl
[Bridge: Dave 1]
Grab the girl you love the most, and bring her out on the floor
You know that I want you, girl
My mind’s here and there, but I wanna be here with you, girl
Grab the girl you love the most, and bring her out on the floor
Bet you ballin’
[Verse 2: The-Dream]
There’s some confusion, and nothing’s solid

Talk to me, come on
Girl, you always set my love on fire
It’s okay, let ’em stare, I wanna be here with you, girl
All these girls [?] ya, I know they schemin’
Bedroom calling, better pick it up

I could be anywhere, but I wanna be here with you, girl

They not like you, you should be celebratin’

(Radio Killa!)
Just name the place, and show your face

You know that I get it

Fabolous & Jadakiss – F Vs. J Intro (At Vevo) (Live)

Preferably my weapon of choice is the machete
Wave it at everybody, ain’t tryna be put in jail though
You soft as pudding Jell-O, we’ll come to your hood and "Hello"
Zip you up in your sleeping bag before I strangle you
Bet he say ‘aah’ when it blocka-blocka to ’em
At night, I lie awake and this man is…is burning
I’m dead wrong; you wanna live, I can’t let you
Power from the hockey mask, James St. Patrick
And he’s holding something…
Cartilage, flesh and bone, damp gristle
Be my guest, go ahead and hide, I can’t miss you
Toast to all you niggas that was talkin’ caca to ’em
Sounded like a fifth or a nine, couldn’t tell though
The shots that we giving make you send a doctor to ‘em
Flannel or overall, work boots, tube socks
To the locker room, I’m back to cock it to ‘em
We on a different FLŌH, we ain’t sendin’ vodka to ‘em
All the Nino Browns done turned Pookie out here
Freddy!
No cool niggas, it’s just goofies out here
Lake, dismantle your face, revamp tissue
I know he’s coming
Through it all, stood tall, Doofy out here
When you hear that (Kill kill kill), you don’t see me but I’m comin’
Spend six, make 12 back, that’s a crack flip
These niggas ain’t bosses, they workers and employees
Like the shooter had a hood on, mighta been Dr. Doom
I came out of the lake, but I be in the boondocks

I just gotta keep on keepin’ on
I’ll put something right through your face from out the toolbox

Check out the swag, yo, I walk like a ball player
Everybody gotta die, every man, every woman
To all baby me’s, I see all you Harold Miners
And I be swervin’ potholes in every hood and ghetto
How the crime scene was left, they could tell that it was Jason
Three bodies in one night, that’s a hat trick
All I know is that the Lambo look good in yellow
You at full speed, I’m walking, I still catch you
Every waking moment, he haunts me
All a sudden, thunder, it mighta been Hoodie Melo
Yeah, it’s getting spooky out here
Niggas get hot and make the news, I make the news hot
[Verse 1: Fabolous]
I mean, niggas is eating pork wearing kufis out here
You can be as hard as whoever, I crack craniums

You know all my killings are brutal and spontaneous
You already know I reside at Camp Crystal
Getting fly, no bullshit, I’m the 2-3 out here
This verse right here be your worst nightmare
But I’m not gon’ be the one you keep on sleepin’ on
(Kill kill kill) Yeah, it ain’t even no sense in runnin’
Ten toes down, I’m on two feet out here
With girls that’ll spread they legs open for a logo, ay
Might have to crush your Adam’s apple with the vice grips
I think he’s coming
I like this, pop out, soon as you hit the light switch
Pay the plug soon as you finish, that’s a backflip
Truthfully, out here, I’ll be too flee out here
Run and then all a sudden you fall like the white chicks
(You remember!) HA-HAAAEEH!
Who is he?
[Intro]
I just laugh at you niggas then come after you niggas
[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
Screaming at the top of your lungs before I mangle you
(Kill kill kill) Nah, my name ring around the nation
Yeah, I had it in me since a youngin’
Mr. Voorhees, good looking, I destroy these
Lame nigga, swerve, I lame nigga swerve
It’s been 10 years and you the same nigga, swerve!
Sad part about it, you boys ain’t even ready
(Ted Smooth, straight face, you remember!)
I see someone else…in the fog…by the lake
From Jordans you ain’t see, shoutout to Carolina
Now he in a awkward room tryna lock a goon
You never see me during the day, I play the night shift
Mixtape three-peats, I fadeaway at the go-go

Fabolous & Jadakiss – Soul Food (At Vevo) (Live)

As far as this rap shit go, I got realty

No license or registration, that’s where the steel be (uhh)
[Verse 1: Fabolous]
That’s Supreme Clientele, all I know is buy and sell
I like this shit, you should love it
Whoever you look up to, ask ’em, I’m a real G (ask ’em)

Guns under mattress, money is where the quilt be
Do something and stop stalling, that’s silly (haha)
Listen, the shit is getting outta hand
I’m hardcore, rough and rugged, I’m not silky (uh-uh)
I’m too old to kid you, I gotta adult you
Find what you bring to the table, then pull up a chair, yeah…
Almost twenty years in the game, and I’m still me (woo!)
I want us all to eat, even if from my pantry
When ya whole crew got cash, that’s willie (uh)
Before being signed to a major, I had a real ki
I tell you what you need to hear and not try to insult you
[Interlude: Jadakiss]
Niggas fear hearing my name, I got skills, B
We had to hustle to eat, it wasn’t no Thanksgiving
Yeah, but it’s all for my family
[Verse 2: Jadakiss]
I give a bitch a little bit, but it’s mostly D
I guess I’m just more soul food than eye candy
The boy, the girl, the weed, I got pills, B
Uh, let’s finish the game, Billy (uhh)
More passport stamps, less trips to Miami
Kill kill kill!) (Kill kill kill!
Without hope, it ain’t nothing
From the hood, cop out, even if not guilty
HA-HAAAEEH!
In y’all fucking place, that’s my OCD
I feel like these young niggas need more eye jammies
I be in that Rolls Royce knocking Ghost CD
I light a joint then ask myself "What would Pablo do?"
Like fumbles in football, I humbly put y’all
Coming through with the paper plates like the barbecue
To everybody living it up, you gotta feel me (yep)
And I ain’t tryna play you, I’m tryna give you the real me (nah)
Invisible set, F class, that’s chilly (mmm)
A little time away from bird ass niggas and vultures
Life is short, death’s fast, that’s illy (yep)
Time to put in work, we all got a job to do
Got the haters shaking heads like the bobbles do
(POOF!) This is the last supper here (eat)
It’s big dinner shit, baby, everybody up in here
And nah, I ain’t giving it up, you gotta kill me (uh uh)
The bul over there just drawlin’, that’s Philly (woo!)
Honor’s in your pocket, your heart, that’s where the will be (yes)
You see?
Last time we break bread, so pull up a chair, yeah…
How many other owners you know that’s in the field, B (who?)
The goal wasn’t live middle class and buy Camrys
Pour out a little liquor for homies that ain’t living
Rich ain’t good enough, nigga, I’m not filthy
Yeah bro, we all need a little culture

Fabolous & Jadakiss – Theme Music (At VEV) (Live)

[Verse 3: Fabolous & (Swizz Beatz)]
It’s about to get ugly in these streets
[Verse 4: Jadakiss & (Swizz Beatz)]
Goddamn! Right
Get a seat at the table, if you lucky, huh
[Verse 2: Jadakiss & (Swizz Beatz)]
Smooth it out
Oh this that Freddy and Jason
Life’s a bitch, don’t make me call my boo
Besides that the system thirsty to lose us, yeah
(Goddamn!) Ugh
Some back on your deen music
[Intro: Swizz Beatz]
They told me as a young G
Put the business suit up and put the hood on
That Fab, that Jada, that Swizz
(Freddy and Jason!)
This that Freddy and Jason, huh?
{*school bell ringing*} Yeah
This that theme music
Not bad for the kid who never made his first class
House party days, you’d get jumped in the back
This that theme music

That’s all I do (woo!), please don’t make me call my crew
Nowadays the jump offs just jump in the back
Put the strap over the shoulder like the jumpers is back, yeah
[Verse 6: Jadakiss & (Swizz Beatz)]
Shooting dice, playing spades and they selling plates (4-5’s)

[Verse 5: Fabolous & (Swizz Beatz)]
Either selling weight to you or you selling weight?
Goddamnit! This that Freddy and Jason, huh?
I’m in homeroom with dime sacks (Jada)
(Goddamn) Yeah
Told Swizz gotta put the top down (hey)
Any problems, mask and the gloves (ayy)
Nowadays the dealers worse than the users (oh)

I’m like Masika and Alexis how I’m chasing the fetti
Swish, my jumper is back (oh!)
Kill shit, still move ki’s through Uber (huh)
You can’t even get a dollar cause I can’t talk sense to you (owww!)

Can’t even walk the streets
Jason and Freddy basically ready

Now your boy’s invincible
Then them killers they’ll fall right through (blaow!)

You already know Voorhees (kill kill kill) and Krueger (hahahaha)
Memories take you back to the time
[Hook: Fabolous]
Got me teaching niggas principles
Any questions, asking above (woo!)
Put the chains on, huh, goddamnit!
If you miss something, rewind that
Yeah, only right I bring the drop out (woo!)

Are you the victim? (huh) Are you the accuser?
Flow smooth over the Marvin
Look, and everyday is first class
business Back on that thing, back on that B.S.
Smooth it out

The Eurostep, the German ruger (woo!)
Drive by my old school just to make my Dean lose it, hah
This that theme music
Show and prove over the talking (yeah)
They get the drop
C’mon man get a plate, get your own plate

Always said I’d be a dropout (damn)
[Outro: Swizz Beatz]
It just make me wanna holla
First comes the torture, then they abuse ya (woo!)
They wanna front ’til you jump in the back
Bout to make it so y’all can’t even walk the streets, huh
Real shit, still gotta feed the shooters (goddamn)
Some back on your deen music
Shawty named Rosa, jump in the back
The bars is up, high jumper is back (whoop!)
The love is for free but they selling hate (ayy)
Some back on your deen music (talk to ’em, Fab)
Yeah, I’m in the projects hella late (damn)
Middle finger to your haters
Even when you hungry never move like you starving
You gon’ make one of the gremlins jump from the back
Take the time to remember that you can’t get the time back
[Verse 1: Fabolous & (Swizz Beatz)]

Roxette – Queen Of Rain (Video Version)

Fly fly away, bye bye

It’s time to place your bets in life
Dream about the sun
You queen of rain
All I knew your eyes so velvet blue
There’s a time for the good in life
Dream about the sun

And one of them leads to your heart

In that big big house, there are fifty doors
In that big old house there are fifty beds
Dream about the sun
Time went by as I wrote your name in the sky
And one of them leads to your soul
You queen of rain
Dream about the sun
(instrumen)

And tried to make a start
There’s a time for the good in life
Regrets and sheets so cold
In the time of spring I passed your gate
Dream about the sun
A time to kill the pain in life

Dream about the sun

You queen of rain
Dream about the sun
I’ve played the loser’s game of life
You queen of rain
It’s a bed of fear, a bed of threats
You queen of rain
All I knew was the scent of sea and dew
I’ve played the loser’s game of life

A time to kill the pain in life
You queen of rain

It’s time to place your bets in life
You queen of rain
But I’ve been in love before, how about you?
I’ve been in love before, how about you?