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It's me bitches
show time Chillin In My Beamer Listen To Ether Bumpin Through Ya Speakers Know I Got The Heaters Rockin Dont Stop I Get The Rockin Dont Stop I'm Bangin Em Beats You Know I Like That Hip Hop Stop Freeze U know who it is It's me snitches smoke good eat good drink good f Good come into the club stuntin like like you should my shit on fire i dont need no gasolina im comin through ya block with the deuce 2 Seater ring the alarm alarm man call me the sand man when I drop beats Im the one man band man cash rules everything around me cream get the money dolla dolla bills ya'll F EM freeze u know who it is it's me bitches vida loco flyin through popo see me in that 4 door that Bentley Espoka benz all lethal my rims so lethal u front ima ima shoot that ass like a free throw sniffin that yayo tryna be sosa tryna act tough when thats some black chocha i aint gotta shoot ya i could just choke ya you tryna make dolla i could just show ya freeze you know who it is its me bitches chillin in my beamer listen to ether bumpin through ya speakers know i got the Heaters Rockin dont stop I get the rockin dont stop Im Bangin Em Beats you know I like that hip hop stop freeze you know who it is its me bitches smoke good eat good drink good f Good come into the club stuntin like like you should my shit on fire i dont need no gasolina im comin through ya block with the deuce 2 Seater ring the alarm alarm man call me the sand man when I drop beats Im the one man band man cash rules everything around me cream get the money dolla dolla bills ya'll F EM freeze u know who it is its me bitches its me bitches |
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Awh man big munny comin Wooh I've been I be walkin to the... to the clubs, through the neighbourhoods {okay} They all be on the same page, you know what they be sayin... Here come big munny, here come big munny They see the watch n chain, the money ain't a thang they like Here come big munny, here come big munny I walk up n tha club n everybody out my name they like Here come big munny, here come big munny I pull up n tha block n shake tha whole shit down they like Here come big munny, here come big munny huh, huh, huh, two two one I took tha king kong gorilla fuck a nigga type flow That big bear ?? choke a nigga tike-do You niggas talkin fast {but cha money movin slow} Them niggas actin tough {but cha niggas all broke} They like here come big munny, here come big munny Niggas talkin shit but they ain't taking the shit from me I be on tha block with the whole black drop I got the cream on cream n it ain't goin stop Cause I be cruisin in tha Lambo lookin like Rambo tank top With the bandana on, on Ya'll niggas is actin tough but chu know it's on They be yellin on tha block cuz I be bringin it on and they like... Na, na, na, na, na, na From tha paper everybody want a little drama Got movie stars "wanna be my baby momma" Imma on too ?? slash monsta Just got that clerk from that chick name Madonna My bank account say zero, zero, zero, comma Zero, zero, zero, comma, it's my time to shine cha Blind cha, let me remind ya Homie I don't know u I'd blow u like some Gandha Oh yeah, they be thinkin bout my money when i'm walkin {walkin} They be thinkin bout my money when i'm talkin {talkin} They ain't givin a dime for tha Cuz I'm on the fuckin grind for tha That's why they always sayin... If New York get tha {big munny} Atlanta get tha {big munny} It don't matter where you from you stay on your grind See you keep gettin {big munny} Swizz Beatz {big munny} When I in da club I make it rain on yo ass Like I brought my child {big munny} I brought him to the {big munny} One day you could be broke and break over a pocket full of goddam {Big munny} how he get tha {big munny} It don't really matter as long as where you are, they say...
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WHOO! Yeah yeah (Swizzie!)
It's showtime! Yeah Y'all know who it is! (Y'all know who it is!) I'ma get it poppin like I'm used to (let's get it poppin) Do y'all niggaz bust ya guns? (Hell yeah we bust our guns!) Do y'all fuck 'em 'til they cum? (Damn right we make 'em cum!) Do y'all niggaz bust ya guns? (Hell yeah we bust our guns!) Do y'all fuck 'em 'til they cum? (Damn right we make 'em cum!) I make 'em all say (all say) OH-OHH, OH-OHH, OH-OHH, OH-OHH OH-OHH, OH-OHH, OH-OHH, OH-OHH (let's go) Be in the scene, I'm makin that cream Them haters always say "What the hell does that mean?" I'm comin through your block, got somethin mean (mean) The Ferrari pink, it blings (blings) Yep, I got suede in my dash I got your chick ready to kiss my ass I go to the club man, it's no cash That black card make them chicks move FAHST Can you hear me now? Can you see me now? I throw on my jeans tucked then it's out now T.I. made them suckas +Bring it Out+ now The Ruff Ryders start it, now just shout it! Man... now engine engine, number 9 You talkin crazy, you lose your mind And if that chucker wanna throw that stack Well pick it up, HEY, pick it up - you don't know me But Kanye know my name; Timbo, know my name Pharrell, know my name; Scotty, know my name Came in the game at 16 and changed the game up C-Came in the game at 16 and changed the game up Kicks, snares, change the beat game C-Cali like Big said, and Big did I hope nobody got offended what I said You wanna act crazy I aim for your head {*BLAM*} I got a special guest for y'all He go by the name of Drag dash, get 'em man! Guess who's back in your buildin ya big pimpin Drag-dash-On, now come on, look two childrens It's Drag dash BITCH, Mr. Backdraft BITCH Bust a slug like I blub, blap-blap BITCH (we're not done) Bitches know, niggaz love the way my flow SWITCH Scratch my twinkles, tingle make a nigga ITCH I ain't gotta tell you how I spit propane I'm at the gun range cause I ain't got no aim (talk to 'em Drag!) Get at you rappers spit the stank in yo' lane My shit been clappin since Don did "The Soul Train" I'm back like when baking soda do cocaine Drag to the dash, I'm in the hood like lo mein The Drag album comin soon too We got Needlz on the beat man Them drums is too cold cut-able man, geah! Bakka-bakka, shots flowin here Swizz, get 'em! Whattup? Lox album, Eve album "One Man Band Man" bitch! |
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| 5. |
| 4:47 |
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[intro:]
yea yea yea yea (yall know who it is) Swizzy. Snackz on da beat man its crazy {The album out man} its crazy its just so crazy NEW FIX! [chorus:] Ya know ya boy did that Ya know ya boy did that Ya know ya boy did that Ya know ya boy did that Man im four-wheelin' dont care about ya feelin's Came through a new roof i had to drop the ceilin' Made a lil paper its off of drug dealin drunk about it big about it man i swear i get dat damn rite my ghouns gon' shoot{yea} damn rite my chicks look cute{yea damn rite im in dat coop {yea} hold up, lets talk about it be about it man [verse 1:] ya got a lil paper and you think you all front, but it all means nothin to me i mean ya got a lil Benz and ya top come off, but its all small stuff to me i get my paper in Vegas, i get my paper in AZ niggaz on the radio, the DJ play me its SWIZZY, busy, gets busy baby cookin in the kitchen, man i got that gravy [chorus:] Ya know ya boy did that Ya know ya boy did that Ya know ya boy did that Ya know ya boy did that Man im four-wheelin' dont care about ya feelin's Came through a new roof i had to drop the ceilin' Made a lil paper its off of drug dealin{yea yea yea} ya know ya boy did that [verse 2:] Man down but no cannons found Thats how shit go from where im 'round Niggettes will get CRAZAY, or get ?? Talk tough and then kidnap your baby coole' man, dont be a foole' man see my boys, they'll hit you wit dat toole' man see you dropped out, you shoulda stayed in schoole' man you's a dumb-dumb, dont get foole' man its sweet i gotta eat, i guess i gotta creep i was livin wit my lil bitch for a week the bitch kicked me out, im at my other bitches house these bitches wanna walk and wanna fuck when im at they house i got my gat and my snub, and my rubber glove quick to bust nigga cuz they aint no love aint no handshakes, and no hugs The city im from is nothin but thugs {talk to me, talk to me} [Chorus;] you know the boy did that you know the boy did that you know your boy did that you know your boy did that Man im four-wheelin' dont care about ya feelin's Came through a new roof i had to drop the ceilin' Made a lil paper its off of drug dealin [Verse 3:] 1999, i did that took the hard street ?? and i did that {yep} it all started from a little corner drink i turned that thing into a million dollar steam Yea, you know the boy did that i bought my first car i didnt know where to live at but i got a little smarter got my peep game up and worked a little harder {woo!} then i flipped the game and then i raised the bar and then i raised my name and then i raised my price then i did that right now im 96 million, aint that right? (i did it man) [chorus:] [chorus:] Ya know ya boy did that Ya know ya boy did that Ya know ya boy did that Ya know ya boy did that Man im four-wheelin' dont care about ya feelin's Came through a new roof i had to drop the ceilin' Made a lil paper its off of drug dealin ya know ya boy did that [talking in background until end] what yall want me to do man? hahaha from 20... how old am i? im 28 wit 96 million so i mean... my catalog is a senior citizen...my number's a senior citizen's... im just givin yall a good reason to vibe to... showin yall a whole 'nother side... snize on the drums, kicks, leers and all the pretty sounds... i aint gotta do em like dis man its 2007 man, its a whole new breed comin out what yall want me to do? NEW THINGS! {hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey, hey, hey} |
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| 2:57 |
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The funeral now wants a piece of the action, fuck relaxing
I ant been to a funeral since Jackson Known shit I ant going to my own shit Trying to figure out what the fuck they calling me for? It's a death detour Kinda funny Could it be my mom trying to kill me for insurance money? (Whoa whoa whoa) Hold up let me clear that up I ant saying my mother killed me for insurance money but uhh, that's the story??짖€??짝 anyway That chick who went killed her parents and got rich, Set their house on fire then watched them lynch, Ever since its been nothing but black clouds and black cats, And every night I see a old man with black slacks An ex preacher rapes his niece but who cares, For 15 years I ran down the stairs he disappears But I often, Smell a coffin Before I hop in it (deaths calling) Ain't no stopping it Maybe death is coming cause they did things different, Like killed you in your crib right in front of your infants Right next to the crib, with the blood on the bib. They energize like the generator throw you down the incinerator I'm no imitator, I'm straight veil for it black and got a hole in it When I fell through But I must you tell you Ain't shit they can do to me that hasn't been done under the dirt I'm under the gun I'm not ganna run So pull your four four out your holsters (holsters) Cock back one time and call ghostbusters I know hustlers that been killed for spilt like Obi dressed in silk I thought he was built till his brain flew Should of seen the way his head tilt Poor Papi I wonder how he filled up in the autopsy (I'm glossy) looking like a fossil up in heaven singing gospel While I'm at home with these wearing rosary beads Those his keys? Should have been given to me So I can flip'em in a dream Bail straight outta Hell and move to Fort Lauder dale Where death cant tell if your dead or alive I've seen many shot and stab and some survived The funeral, Man the funeral |
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Say cheese
Right now I need y'all to get your cameras out So y'all can get a good picture of what young money look like Or young hustlers or a young entrepreneur look like Or a young nigga on the grind look like So I need y'all to get your cameras out, right now Take ya cameras out, get your flash right Now I'm a pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Let me pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Man, I'm a pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Get ya cameras out, get your flash right Now I'm a pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Let me pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Man, I'm a pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Wake up in the mornin' and my chef cooked me breakfast Then brush ma teeth, then I put on my necklace Didn't think about what car to ride Is it Phana or the, the Lamgocha' I got got stuff for you haters, I make my paper you haters When I see you in the street, I don't speak to you haters So you never thought you'd see a young fly nigga ball You see me on top, see me rollin', see me fall It's like a jungle sometimes, it make me wonder How I keep from goin' under when I rock with ten summers And I still get my numbers and I still stay humble I got niggas like, 'Damn, dog, how he do that' I'm on that music, big homie, I got my U-N-S, big homie And he ain't your nigga, so what can you do to me, big homie And I'm cool right now, if I stop right now Oh, and I can raise 5 mill' a day right now Take ya cameras out, get your flash right Now I'm a pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Let me pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Man, I'm a pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Get ya cameras out, get your flash right Now I'm a pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Let me pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Now, I'm a pose so you can picture me doin' my thing I told ya I'm thinkin' of my master plan 'Cause ain't nuthin' but money inside my hand I ain't talkin' 'bout a measly 100 grand Talkin' 'bout big money, get that paper, man Picture me rollin' in ma '64, flyin' in my G5 Landin' in the sand, put my feet up in the sand Grindin' all the time, makin' money while I can It's a Kodak moment, take a picture while you can Yes, you can, can, a can, can take a picture with your friend, friends Even though I missed my flinger goin' to France, man I gotta stop and show love to all my fans, man They never pictured they'd see me Take ya cameras out, get your flash right Now I'm a pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Let me pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Now I'm a pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Now what I need everybody to do right now Is to get your cameras out Either your camera phone or your Sony Or whatever you gonna do And I'm a pose so you can get a snap, snap Get a, get a snap, snap, get a, get a snap, snap Get a, get a snap, snap, get a, get a snap, snap Get, get a snap, snap I'm a pose so you can get, get a snap, snap Take ya cameras out, get your flash right Now I'm a pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Let me pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Man, I'm a pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Get ya cameras out, get your flash right Now I'm a pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Let me pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Man, I'm a pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Get ya cameras out, get your flash right Now I'm a pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Let me pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Man, I'm a pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Get ya cameras out, get your flash right Now I'm a pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Let me pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Man, I'm a pose so you can picture me doin' my thing Cheese, say cheese Say cheese, say cheese Say cheese, say cheese |
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WOO WOO SWIZZY
wherever you are shine who ever you are shine wherever you are shine who ever you are shine wherever you are shine who ever you are shine hey hey i told ya Ridin with my top down wit my jewelry on hey i'm just getin my hood on i'm just i'm just doin my thing i'm just i'm just do doin my thing heey yep hey yep heey yep hey i said i'm ridin with my top down wit my jewelry on i'm just getin my hood on i'm in the hood bouncin sprain like a fountain money like a mountain tell me why ya doubtin i know why ya doubtin cuz we getin paper ey tell em again swizzy we getin our paper i'm in the hood top down wit my jewelry on me on me wit security on me i got my goons on me i get em off me i shake them hateas off me i said get em off me peoples is you with me my peoples is you with me if you got a problem that sucka come and get me yall know my name you see the candy paint it spell my name SWIZZY Ridin with my top down wit my jewelry on hey i'm just getin my hood on i'm just i'm just doin my thing i'm just i'm just do doin my thing heey yep hey yep heey yep hey i said i'm ridin with my top down wit my jewelry on hey i'm just getin my hood on it's like bum bum bum bum bum you know the black is bumbin feenz on the corner man you know the black is bumbin speakers in yo trunk shit thumpin they playin my song people is jumpin now we got a little block party yall it aint nuthin but henny and bacardi yall sittin on the stoop on the milk crate how you livin life suppose to say grate grater yall came form nothin inta somethin why these niggas hatin why these nigga fruntin we just riddin with our tops down since i wrote this somebody got shot know Ridin with my top down wit my jewelry on hey i'm just getin my hood on i'm just i'm just doin my thing i'm just i'm just do doin my thing heey yep hey yep heey yep hey i said i'm ridin with my top down wit my jewelry on hey i'm just getin my hood on This chick said swiss i wanna ride in ya viper i said hell naw don't you know that's a spiker number 2 there are only 20 in the world you sit in my seat it will change the world i'm fresh to death like a million bucks threw on my luis hat put on my chucks step out the viper she said oh no i said be easy chick you know i gotta go Ridin with my top down wit my jewelry on hey i'm just getin my hood on i'm just i'm just doin my thing i'm just i'm just do doin my thing heey yep hey yep heey yep hey i said i'm ridin with my top down wit my jewelry on hey i'm just getin my hood on shine wherever you are shine who ever you are shine wherever you are shine who ever you are shine wherever you are shine who ever you are shine hey hey hey shine |
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| 3:12 |
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It's Showtime
She ain't got no money in the bank She be walking' round actin' all stank And now she at the party looking at me Hopin' she can get saved by me I'm lookin at her like right I ain't tryna save that girl NO SIR I ain't tryna save that girl NO SIR I ain't tryna save that girl She got her hand up but i tryna pay that girl Now what ya'll wanna do do Wanna be ballers shot callers brawlers give me ur numba i beat she gon call ya Come on dawg she want u to spoil her Cristian Dior and them new Fendi bags Anything is good cause it's better than she had She sitting at the bar and she's lookin' so sad Something 'bout uh uh I wanna ride in your jag Uh uh uh I wanna ride to your house I said 'easy chick I fly to my house' I live so far think I live down south Why don't you pull it out my pants and put it in yo mouth echoes She ain't got no money in the bank She be walking 'round actin' all stank And now she at the party looking at me Hopin' she can get saved by me I'm lookin at her like right I ain't tryna save that girl NO SIR I ain't tryna save that girl NO SIR I ain't tryna save that girl She got her hand up but i tryna pay that girl I see ya you got ya best shoes on Good dress on I mean you got your best on I'm sitting at the back drankin' viva glico The caroselito you know how we do before them models came you wasn't fkin with my niggas My homies say wassup you saying nothing to my niggas Come on girlfriend why you fronting for my niggas They come and that paper is nothing for my niggas Don't you know we got that money in the money in the bank I repeat Don't you know we got that money in the bank You ain't getting none from me or my bank Better get you own g g get out my face face She ain't got no money in the bank She be walking round actin all stank And now she at the party looking at me Hopin' she can get saved by me I'm lookin at her like right I ain't tryna save that girl NO SIR I ain't tryna save that girl NO SIR I ain't tryna save that girl She got her hand up but i tryna pay that girl It's started like soft and warm Don't get excited I've been invited to the quiet storm Now its out of hand cause she told me she hate me And then she said what the hell I've done lately Plus she said all she want is love and affection Let me be your angel and I'll be your protection Took her out bought her all kinds of things But it wasn't enough so this is the song I sing Cause she broke She ain't got no money in the bank She be walking round actin all stank And now she at the party looking at me Hopin' she can get saved by me I'm lookin at her like right I ain't tryna save that girl NO SIR I ain't tryna save that girl NO SIR I ain't tryna save that girl She got her hand up but i tryna pay that girl |
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| 3:15 |
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Trying hard to speak
and Yeah Fighting with my weak hand Driven to distraction It's Real Crazy What Chu Want Me To Do What Chu Want Me To Do A What Chu Want Me To Do A What Chu Want Me To Do I Mean I Mean I'ma Let Cha Know Any way you can You Know What Time It Was The time was the late 80's every block had a stray dog with rabies fiends through away their crack babies argued' with my brother to see who picked the mouse up 'memba i opened up the oven door to heat the house up Everyday polices swarm coming home from school with brains on your uniform i wish i could fly away on a unicorn im from the ghetto & everyday a human's born so who cares if im stretched out on the scene surrounded by homicide's forensic team yellow tape haters glad that im dead pedestrians walking by & they just shaking dey head & sayin Trying hard to speak and Fighting with my weak hand Driven to distraction I Mean Life Is What Chu Make It Mann Its all part of the plan When something is broken What Chu Want Me To Do And you try to fix it What Chu Want Me To Do Trying to repair it I Had To Tell Em What's Hot What's Not What should What shouldnt be come on yall who's to say what couldnt be look at me im the nicest not the icyest sometimes i wake up & ask god who's life is this i look at these eyes im only in this body if you only could understand the visions that i carry My ethics would be like Puff Daddy When he intern Men play with fire Men get burned To talk about this the only thing ive earned is i can rap or talk about killing you like this or puttin a hole in ya head the size of that but that'll be cheating myself & i can't do that mann Trying hard to speak and I Mean Fighting with my weak hand Driven to distraction Its all part of the plan Wassup When something is broken What Chu Want Me To Do And you try to fix it Huh What Chu Want Me To Do Trying to repair it You Better Get Out Get Up & Get Something Any way you can Im Stressed Out Mann It all ends up on the back street in a abandoned building where the crack heads meet all you hear is Coughs Inhaling & Lighters flicking They be smoking Baby's dead Rat poison in the kitchen they so high walking by thinking she's sleep don't even put her in the crib just cover her with a sheet this is me in that building 17 with the bundles & the gun up on me & ill shoot any nigga that run up on me & for two years my moms been looking for me crying runnin' up on other kids thinking it's me by now i aint got no heart nigga im a gang member throwin it up & im ready to stomp Trying hard to speak and Fighting with my weak hand Watch Out Watch Out Driven to distraction When You Go After The Top Then It's All On You Dog When something is broken And you try to fix it Trying to repair it Any way you can Damn Can You Help Me Can You Help Me |
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It's me snitches... Chillin In My Beamer, Listen To Ether Bumpin Through Ya Speakers, Know I Got The Heaters Rockin Dont Stop, I Get The Rockin Dont Stop I'm Bangin Em Beats, You Know I Like That Hip Hop, Stop Freeze U know who it is... It's me snitches! smoke good eat good, drink good, f*** Good come into the club stuntin like-ike you should my shit on fire i dont need no gasolina im comin through ya block with the deuce 2 Seater ring the alarm alarm man, call me the sand man when I drop beats, Im the one man, band man cash rules everything around me cream get the money, dolla dolla bills ya'll (F*** EM) freeze u know who it is... it's me snitches vida loco, flyin through popo see me in that 4 door, that Bentley Espoka benz all lethal, my rims so lethal u front, ima ima shoot that ass like a free throw sniffin that yayo, tryna be sosa tryna act tough when thats some black chocha i aint gotta shoot ya, i could just choke ya you tryna make dolla i could just show ya freeze you know who it is... its me snitches! chillin in my beamer, listen to ether bumpin through ya speakers, know i got the Heaters Rockin dont stop, I get the rockin dont stop Im Bangin Em Beats, you know I like that hip hop, stop freeze you know who it is... its me snitches smoke good eat good, drink good, f*** Good come into the club stuntin like-ike you should my shit on fire i dont need no gasolina im comin through ya block with the deuce 2 Seater ring the alarm alarm man, call me the sand man when I drop beats, Im the one man, band man cash rules everything around me cream get the money, dolla dolla bills ya'll (F*** EM) freeze u know who it is... it's me snitches
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