Young Jeezy [Rap]

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[Young Jeezy - Chorus]
You think you're ballin cause you got a block?
He think he ballin cause he got a block?
You know these hoes came to see me ball
You know these hoes love to see me ball

You think you're ballin cause you got a block?
He think he ballin cause he got a block?
You know these hoes came to see me ball
You know these hoes came to see me ball

[Lil Wayne]
These hoes call me Tunechi baby
N-ggas think they seeing me, they hallucinating
Bitch, I'm balling, ballin' like a muthaf-cker
12 gauge, bitch, I got a dozen of them
N-gga broke, acting like he got it though
I'm with a Spanish bitch, if she aint f-cking, adios!
So many cars I'm like eenie meenie minie moe
So many colours in the diamonds, Kaleidoscope
Last year I made a hundred million dollars flat

Run in ya house, get to poppin' at your shower cap
My homies got them firebirds like Pontiac
And if them bitches don't sell, we buy em back
Where the strippers, tell em Tune on his way
Tell them n-ggas I'm strapped like lingerie
I aint trippin, I'm ballin, call me NBA
I-I aint trippin, I'm ballin, call me NBA

[Young Jeezy - Chorus]
You think you're ballin cause you got a block?
He think he ballin cause he got a block?
You know these hoes came to see me ball
You know these hoes love to see me ball

[Lil Wayne]
You think you're ballin cause you got a block?
He think he ballin cause he got a block?

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(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League...)

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
Fuck these haters, I’d kill ‘em all if I could
Ain’t scared of none of y’all, so you know my aim good
Blowin bin Ladie in my Porsche 911
Just left Ground Zero, on my way to kush heaven

Can’t slow down, too much evil in my rear view
Sometimes you wanna scream to God, but he can’t hear you
And even if you did, this’ll probably be disaster
Fuck you ‘plainin’ ’bout? It ain’t like you got cancer

Do it for my niggas on the block that got it worse
First the love, then the hate, that just a trap nigga’s curse
I betcha feel like the whole world hatin’ on you
But what’s the hold-up? The whole world waitin’ on you

(The fame...)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your glock ’til it’s empty
I’m already standin’ on the edge, so don’t tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy

(The fame...)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your glock ’til it’s empty
I’m already standin’ on the edge, so don’t tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy

[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
You mean to tell me from runnin’ my big mouth
That I could chill here in this big penthouse
All elevator’d up, black hardwood floors
Just to sit around and feel like it ain’t yours

Your conscience gotcha feelin’ like you done somethin’ wrong
But the flatscreen say "Motherfucker, we on."
Pardon me, nigga, do you see this view?
See Ruth’s Chris from here, what the fuck’s wrong wit’ you?

Lookin’ at my Rollie, yeah, it’s almost seven
Bill Gates state of mind wit’ an automatic weapon
You might ‘member from puttin’ on for the city
Or back when it was on two, goin’ for the fitty

Opened up a few squares, opened up a few tours
Just to show niggas keys open up doors
“Oh, we don’t fuck wit’ Young no mo’.” Why not?
The only thing I can figure, ’cause he on top

(The fame...)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your glock ’til it’s empty
I’m already standin’ on the edge, so don’t tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy

(The fame...)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your glock ’til it’s empty
I’m already standin’ on the edge, so don’t tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy

(The fame...)

[Verse 3: T.I.]
What up, world? Long time, huh?
Hey, look

Lately, I been off and out of sight, seldom out of mind
Ay, getcha bidne’ right, and stay the hell up out of mind
I’m out my mind, tryin’ to fix it ‘fore I’m out of time
Don’t worry ’bout me, God got me, bruh, I’m doin’ fine

Another year in prison, promise this is it for me
Tryna make it through the storm, should be makin’ history
No feelin’ sorry for me, keep ya pity and ya sympathy
Good or bad, take it like a man, whatever meant for me

How I did it make ‘em hate my spirit, they wish they could kill it
And they’ll take it however they can get it
Wanna see me fulla misery, walkin’ wit’ my head down
“Let’s decapitate ‘im, then we’ll see if he can wear his crown!”

[Young Jeezy]
(The fame...)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your glock ’til it’s empty
I’m already standin’ on the edge, so don’t tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy

(The fame...)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your glock ’til it’s empty
I’m already standin’ on the edge, so don’t tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy

(The fame...)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your glock ’til it’s empty
I’m already standin’ on the edge, so don’t tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy

(The fame...)
I wake up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your glock ’til it’s empty
I’m already standin’ on the edge, so don’t tempt me
Fake motherfuckers envy

(The fame...)

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Jeezy (speaking)
Let's get it shawty
Oh this dat shit right here
Wassup wassup
(103) oh!
(nigga 103) oh!
Dey gon get crunk when dis shit drop in the club nigga
Let's go!!

Why yall trippin, I'm just fine
12:45, 'bout dat time
Couldn't get it all week, time to unwind
Drink like a tank, lose my mind

This shit crazy, way to bad
Rozay baby, waste 2 stackz
Hottest thing in the lot, that there mine
Can't spell sober, lost my mind

I'm hearin voices in my head think I'm skitzafrantic
I swear they sayin let's get it from anotha planet
36 a thousand times I'm doin summer saltz
Do it right and you can leave ya whole summer off
I'm out my mind, yea a nigga seein double yall
Now tell me what's the chance of jizzle fuckin' both of yall
She said as long as we can do it wit ya ice on
If that's the case we might as well leave the lights on
I'm out my mind, just blew a thousand swisher sweets
In my black and orange charger, call it trick or treat
It ain't nothin to a boss, my goons got goons
How stupid dumb big, my rooms got rooms

Why yall trippin, I'm just fine
12:45, bout that time
Couldn't get it all week, time to unwind
Drink like a tank, lose my mind

This shit crazy, way to bad
Rozay baby (ha), waste 2 stackz
(Aye young dis me bruh bruh) hardest thing in the lot, that there mine
(Hood affiliated baby)
Can't spell sober, lost my mind

Plies
Guess wat my momma told me, she hate my patnas
Guess why she hate em though,
Cuz all of em robbin'
Fuck da police, cuz all of em problems
White girls fun, cuz all of em swallow
Why I ain't fuck ha at the house, cuz the bitch hollered
And where the pill man at, he need a blue dolphin
Ol broke azz nigga, stop cock blockin
Security, I need help cuz the bitch stalkin
A half fuckin mill, that's what the whip cost me
One-hundred dollaz, that's what the pussy cost me
And when the nigga start hatin, that's when the nigga lost me
Fantastico, that's what the hoez, that's what the hoes call me

Why yall trippin, I'm just fine
12:45, bout dat time
Couldn't get it it all week, time to unwind
Drink like a tank, lose my mind

This shit crazy, way to bad
Rozay baby, waste 2 stackz
Hardest thing in the lot, that there mine
Can't spell sober, lost my mind

Drop the top, no broad, got ha titties out
Mention my name and bring da whole city out
Doing what I do best, d-boy stuntin
New car, old money, d-boy stuntin
Step in cleaner then a new glock-40
Nick name in the A, strapped up shawty
You know my nerves bad, trigger like a toothepick
Line wrapped around the corner, boy too big
G-Code, black shadez and my black chainz
But if you wouldnt undastand, it's a black thing
You kno we drink that rozay til we black out
Wake up, drink some more, pass back out

Why yall trippin, I'm just fine
12:45, bout that time
Ain't done it all week, time to unwind
Drink like a tank, lose my mind

Dis shit crazy, way to bad
Rozay baby, waste 2 stackz
Hardest thing in the lot, that there mine
Can't spell sober, lost my mind

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[Lloyd - Chorus]
Girl I wanna be the one, be be be the one
Girl I wanna be the one
Be the one to kiss you goodnight
Be the one, be be be be the one
Girl I wanna be the one, be the one
Girl I wanna be the one, be be be the one
Girl I wanna be the one, be the one to kiss you goodnight
Be the one, be be be the one, girl I wanna be the one
Be the one to kiss you goodnight.

? Open my eyes
Wake up in the morning, she on my mind
Get fresh, get dressed
The world, it's my time
So you can think about your soul
? cause you know we on
So let me turn off that phone
We aint gotta stop we grown
And I don't really give a f-ck who's calling
I don't really give a f-ck who's ballin'
Call me A. Keys, who's Fallin'
You's fallin', thats dude's problem
So hop in this thang
Forget what he said
Wanna text my favourite spread
My lips between your legs

[Lloyd - Chorus]

[Trey Songz]
? I'm headed over there
You better be prepared
Pullin' on ya hair
No kiddin', no trippin'
My dog and yo kitten
My head in yo mitten
If you take it than I'm gon' give it

If you throw it, then I'm gon hit it
I'm aint gon miss it, it's my mission I'ma kiss on every lip of yours
What now, touch down, your body like a score
Get it, I'ma get it like you never did before

[Chorus]

[Young Jeezy]
Look, Lloyd got me on these?
So all you see is these ? rappers
Coconut kush, cocnut ciroc
Not behind the wheel, coconut the top
Get it? yeah I said nothing
Talk back to her, like what
Aint nothing sweet in my sweet
See I start off slow, go deep
Got an uptown ?, it's over
I told ya, she my soldier
Yeh, Young be the boss
Everyday of the week I floss
Look off white rocks, no denim
Look off white drop, no rental
Yeah, top down in the winter
Say I ball too hard, Sportscenter
I'm in the club with my ice out
Start blowing up my iPhone
Like where ya at? where ya been?
What ya doing tonight, can you hit it again
From the back, while I'm on the scene
While you smoking blunts while ya drinking drinks
While ya other broads blowing up ya phone
WHile ya pulling my hair with ya Nike's on

[Lloyd - Chrous]

[Young Jeezy - Chorus]
You think you're ballin cause you got a block?
He think he ballin cause he got a block?
You know these hoes came to see me ball
You know these hoes love to see me ball

You think you're ballin cause you got a block?
He think he ballin cause he got a block?
You know these hoes came to see me ball
You know these hoes came to see me ball

[Lil Wayne]
These hoes call me Tunechi baby
N-ggas think they seeing me, they hallucinating
Bitch, I'm balling, ballin' like a muthaf-cker
12 gauge, bitch, I got a dozen of them
N-gga broke, acting like he got it though
I'm with a Spanish bitch, if she aint f-cking, adios!
So many cars I'm like eenie meenie minie moe
So many colours in the diamonds, Kaleidoscope
Last year I made a hundred million dollars flat

Run in ya house, get to poppin' at your shower cap
My homies got them firebirds like Pontiac
And if them bitches don't sell, we buy em back
Where the strippers, tell em Tune on his way
Tell them n-ggas I'm strapped like lingerie
I aint trippin, I'm ballin, call me NBA
I-I aint trippin, I'm ballin, call me NBA

[Young Jeezy - Chorus]
You think you're ballin cause you got a block?
He think he ballin cause he got a block?
You know these hoes came to see me ball
You know these hoes love to see me ball

[Lil Wayne]
You think you're ballin cause you got a block?
He think he ballin cause he got a block?

Don't let me rip shit for yah
Still come through yah
Panoramic ass niqqas
Yeah I shoot right through yah
Hole in yah niqqa yeah you gonna need a ruler
The way I measure that you can call me the ruler
Walk up in this motherfucker like a walking cooler
Yeah Im walking cooler niqqa thanks to my jeweler
Oh Kim wasabi
Mcfallen is my hobby
I should buy a double u
And throw a party in the lobby

Said a homeboy told her
I was fucking roxy
Swear I hate niqqas
I should be a fucking Nazi
Don't know what you hear
Baby that could be a rumor
Stones in my ear yeah
That could be a tumor

[Drake]
This is really one of my dumbest flows ever
I haven't slept in days
And me and my latest girl agreed to go our separate ways
So I'm single...
Thinking 'bout what we had and missing you
But I ain't Santa, I got something for these bad bitches too
I mean paparazzi on me trying not to get caught out
They always seem to catch me with the woman that I brought out
Baby don't hold on too long cause that's how them stories start out
And all the girls that played me
Eat your muthafuckin heart out, it's Drizzy
Always gone but never hard to find
And since you can't escape me do I ever cross your mind
Because all this shit is new to me, I'm learning to behave
And still spending every dollar they encourage me to save
But I'm good...
I know that niggas would kill for this lifestyle
I'm looking forward to the memories of right now
Never forgetting from where I came
And no matter where I'm headed
I promise to stay the same

[Young Jeezy]
I'm just riding round the city with my hood on and my windows down
Ask your girl I'm the realest nigga she been around
I pull up in something new and park it by the haters
And when you get to talking 'bout the greatest

[Chorus]
(I just really hope that)
You'll think of me
(I just really hope that)
You'll think of me
(I just really hope that)
You'll think of me
(I'm doing my thing 3x)
I'm tryna be unforgettable...

[Young Jeezy]
This just might be my realest flow ever
When I say fo' life ya'll say fo'ever
Its hard but it's fair I told that girl life hurts
The closest you're gon get to this is a Pac t-shirt
The names Young baby you know I live that thug life
The good die young so I'm gon need a thug wife
Yeah, I'm talking his and her firearms
Know our jewelry probably louder than a car alarm
Yeah, I remember I used to have to sneak the car
Now my insides looking like a snickers bar
Yeah, I'm talking caramel leathers
Damn right, so fly i need feathers
Same shit in the streets so what's the dealy?
Young done everything in the A but fuck Chilli
So welcome to my life no two days the same
Like for ya'll to meet the love of my life her names THE GAME

[Young Jeezy]
I'm just riding round the city with my hood on and my windows down
Ask your girl I'm the realest n*gga she been around
I pull up in something new and park it by the haters
And when you get to talking bout the greatest

[Chorus]
(I just really hope that)
You'll think of me
(I just really hope that)
You'll think of me
(I just really hope that)
You'll think of me
(I'm doin my thing 3x)
I'm tryna be unforgettable...

Throw yo' hands up in the air
If ya know he love ya
Tell the DJ play this
song right here
If ya know he love ya
Let let let
let me see you 2 step
If ya know he love ya
It don't matter
if you by yourself
If ya know he love ya
If that boy
don't love you by now
He will
never ever never ever love you
He will
never ever never ever love you
If that boy
don't love you by now
He will
never ever never ever love you
He will
never ever never ever love you
I know you think that
I just be trippin' on ya
Boy you see this ain't how
I normally be
But I can't help this jealousy
Ooh it's taking over me
ooh I'm falling way to deep
Without you by my side
I feel like I can't eat or sleep
But I got to come down
earth I don't wanna
But I gotta let you go
but baby I dont wanna
I gotta see that you and me
ain't meant to be
That's why I tell myself
If that boy
don't love you by now
If that boy
don't love you by now
He will
never ever never ever love you
He will
never ever never ever love you
If that boy
don't love you by now
He will
never ever never ever love you
He will
never ever never ever love you
Baby I can't help but fantasize
Wondering what it might be like
You and I sound so right
But I'mma let go tonight
it ain't nothin'
Coverin' my eyes
Ain't gonna see it
more than twice
I get it I got it Baby baby
But I got to come down
earth I don't wanna
But I gotta let you go
but baby I dont wanna
I gotta see that you and me
ain't meant to be
That's why I tell myself
If that boy
don't love you by now
If that boy
don't love you by now
He will
never ever never ever love you
He will
never ever never ever love you
If that boy
don't love you by now
He will
never ever never ever love you
He will
never ever never ever love you
Alright alright alright okay
I see ya point I must admit
I grind I grind I grind all day
This paper's
what I'm trynna get
Now normally when I'm
paper chasing
I be having tunnel vision
And if it's really
like that lady
just turn on ya television
And there go Young
I said there go Young
you trynna get it did
Just know I gets it done
she love way I cheat
She love the way I move I she
I show it to her
Shows about 100 goon
blacks this black that
Black car black flags
I really hope that's money
that ya'll got off
in them black bags
808's and hearbreak
states who puts in interstates
Giving me a bad vibe
I'm just a bad guy
Throw yo' hands up in the air
If ya know he love ya
Tell the DJ play
this song right here
If ya know he love ya
Let let let
me see you 2 step
If ya know he love ya
It don't matter
if you by yourself
If ya know he love ya

If ya know he love ya
let me see you 2 step
If ya know he love ya
that it if you back step
If ya know he love ya
If that boy
don't love you by now
He will
never ever never ever love you
He will
never ever never ever love you
If that boy
don't love you by now

This it right here homie!
7 8 7 haha!
They told me to get my swag up!
Blood raw is dat you?
I dun see no other way
Ahh Okay Bro
Na wat im talkin bout

(Chorus x2)
The only thing bout me, kid i got swag
The way I count it up and throw it in my louie bag
Its in my louie bag, yea its in my louie bag
Its in my louie bag, yea its in my louie bag

(Blood Raw)
One thing bout raw, raw got swag
Raw hit da mall and I dont pop tags
Raw stay clean, raw stay fresh
You know those must be 87's in them jeans (i guesss)
I Bought em in miami ship em hoes up to blue vault
Musta had 20 chickenheads up in dat u-haul
I move so smooth, cus them jack boys back track
Half a quarter mill in da brown louie nap sack

(Chorus x2)
The only thing bout me, kid i got swag
The way I count it up and throw it in my louie bag
Its in my louie bag, yea its in my louie bag
Its in my louie bag, yea its in my louie bag

(Young Jeezy)
Now dese sant pata, cost me alotta

Pasta spegettii you can send em we ready
Same color as ?????, countin da karate
Make tha doors spin around and round house somebody
Shoes by louie, sippin on louie
Look I cant even lie all my bitches know im louie
One thing about young, young swag wit it
Da only nigga in da drought wit a 19 ticket, lets get it

(Chorus x2)
The only thing bout me, kid i got swag
The way I count it up and throw it in my louie bag
Its in my louie bag, yea its in my louie bag
Its in my louie bag, yea its in my louie bag

(Young Jeezy, Blood Raw)
(Jeezy)One thing about young, young got swag
(Raw)One thing about raw, raw got swag
(Jeezy)Da one thing about me, yea i got swag
(Raw)Da one thing about me, yea i got swag
(Jeezy)Now lemme see it
(Raw)Swag swag swag swag
(Jeezy)Now lemme see it
(Raw)swag swag swag swag
(Jeezy)Now lemme see it
(Raw)Swag swag swag swag
(Jeezy)Now lemme see it
(Raw)Swag swag swag swag

HAHA!!!!

(Yeah y'all must done lost y'all mind)
Shawty Redd on the track (Aye bruh)
What's happenin' homie (they rappin' like you makin' beats like me)
I hear em nigga Shawty Redd on the track

I trap all day trap all night Money all day
I got money all night

Why they keep sayin' yeah
I don't even know
I got court tomorrow
I don't need to go
I don't need a show
I got shit to do
Only God can judge me
Who the fuck is you?
They say who dat?
Nigga we dat
Today is trey day so I guess I'm tryin' to three dat
Never have I ever served a nigga where he sleep at
D's be at ya door nigga you ain't tryin' to see that
See my suicide watch stay on suicide watch
Kill yaself yeah them suicide rocks
Had the nerve to write me a dear
Young letter
Killin' em
Young you shoulda known better
I paid too much you niggas play too much
Let the swag do the talking
I don't say too much
You niggas sayin' too much
Mr. 17.5 you niggas payin' too much

[Chorus]
They say who dat?
Nigga we dat
Shawty redd on the track
They say who dat?
Nigga we dat
Reportin' live from the trap
They say who dat?
Nigga we dat
Shawty redd on the track
They say who dat?
Nigga we dat
Young live from the trap

I don't chase no broads
I chase money and power
Next time I reup I'm a buy me a chopper
And I ain't talkin AK's I'm talkin' shit wit propellers
Fly to the club make my old bitch jealous
Thug motivation this is straight celebration
I see Gizzle in his chopper outside Central Station
This ain't a mixtape but the tape's mixed
Black tape red tape all on one brick
Get it on the flo' get get it on the flo
Last night I swear to God half a mil on the flo
Fell asleep on the money like a pillow on the flo
Woke up got money had to get it off the flo

[Chorus]

What you know about twenty grand stuffed in a white sock
Pull off in a white drop like I play for the White Sox
Play wit them white blocks play wit them white squares
You call it what you want who the fuck cares?
I don't never sleep, why? too paranoid, OK
State of paranoia all I do is call my lawyer
Tell em I know them niggas that might have a lil' trouble
OK you knows me if you beat it I pay you double
Y'all niggas knows me if I want to I make it double
Just know it's water whipped so you might have a lil' trouble
Might move a little slower might get a few complaints
Say he ran outta gas he might need a half a tank
Thank God it's Friday fresh off the highway
Seen too many's out he bout to pull in the driveway
Where? In the driveway
Take the work out, cut the duct tape
Check the work out, young!

(Jeezy)
I put on (x4)
I put on for my city, on on for my city (x4)

When they see me up in traffic they say Jeezy on some other shit
Send them pussy niggas runnin straight back to the dealership
Me I'm in my spaceship, that's right I work for Nasa
The 7H is not a fraud, call that bitch my bodyguard
Call that bitch your bodyguard? Yeah, that's my bodyguard
When we're out of jewelry Young gon' do security
It was whiter than a napkin, harder than a dinner plate
If you want it come and get it
You know I stay super straight
Ran up in my spots and now I'm workin at the Super 8
Know you niggas hungry, come and get a super plate
Y'all sing happy birthday, yeah I got that super cake
Hundred karat bracelet, I use it like some super freight
(Chorus)
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on (east side)
Put on (south side)
Put on (west side)
Put on (x2)

Half bag, top back, ain't nothin but a young thug
HKs, 8 K's, I need to join a gun club
Big wheels, big straps, you know I like it super sized
Passenger's a redbone, her weed look like some curly fries
Inside fish sticks, outside tartar sauce
Pocket full of celery, imagine what she tellin me
Blowin on asparagus, the realest shit I ever smoked
Ridin to that Trap or Die, the realest shit I ever wrote
They know I got that broccoli, so I keep that glock on me
Don't get caught without one, comin from where I'm from
Call me Jeezy Hamilton, flyin down Campbellton
So fresh, so clean, on my way to Charlene

(Chorus)

(Kanye)
I put on... (x3)
I put on for my city, I put on for my
I put on for my city, I put on for my city
On

I feel like there's still niggas that owe me checks
I feel like there's still bitches that owe me sex
I feel like this but niggas don't know the stress
I lost the only girl in the world that know me best
I got the money and the fame and that don't mean shit
I got the Jesus on a chain, man that don't mean shit
Cause when the Jesus pieces can't bring me peace
Yo, I need just at least one of Russell's nieces
On... I let my nightmares go
I put on, everybody that I knew from the go
I know hoes that was frontin when they knew we was broke
They say damn, Yeezy Yeezy, you don't know us no more
You got that big fame homie, and you just changed homie
You can ask big homie, man the top sure lonely i ain't lyin'
So lonely i ain't lyiiiin'
Let me see what we have tonight (what we have tonight)
I'm high as a satellite (satellite)
I see those flashin lights (flashin lights)
Cause every night (every night)
I put on
(Chorus)

Young Jeezy
Throw yo` hands up in the air
If ya know he love ya
Tell the DJ play this song right here
If ya know he love ya
Let, let, let, let me see you 2 steps
If ya know he love ya
It don`t matter if you by yourself
If ya know he love ya

Chorus : Ciara
If that boy don`t love you by now
He will never ever, never ever love you
He will never ever, never ever love you
Oh oh
If that boy don`t love you by now
He will never ever, never ever love you
He will never ever, never ever love you

Ciara
I know you think that I just be trippin` on ya
Boy you see, this ain`t how I normally be
But I can`t help this jealousy
Ooh it`s taking over me, ooh I`m falling way to deep
Without you by my side I feel like I can`t eat or sleep

But I got to come down to earth, I don`t wanna
But I gotta let you go, but baby I dont wanna
And I I gotta see, that you and me,
ain`t meant to be
That`s why I tell myself

If that boy don`t love you by now
He will never ever, never ever love you
He will never ever, never ever love you
Oh oh
If that boy don`t love you by now
He will never ever, never ever love you
(He will never ever love you)
He will never ever, never ever love you

Baby, I can`t help but fantasize
Wondering what it might be like
You and I sound so right
But I`mma let it go tonight, it ain`t nothin`
Coverin` my eyes
Ain`t gonna see it more than twice
I get it, I got it
Baby, baby
Ciara ft Young Jeezy Lyrics - Never Ever

But I got to come down to earth, I don`t wanna
But I gotta let you go, but baby I dont wanna
And I I gotta see, that you and me, ain`t meant to be
That`s why I tell myself

If that boy don`t love you by now
He will never ever, never ever love you
He will never ever, never ever love you
If that boy don`t love you by now
He will never ever, never ever love you
He will never ever, never ever love you

Young Jeezy
Alright, alright, alright, okay...
I see ya point, I must admit
I grind, I grind, I grind all day
This paper`s what I`m tryna get
Now normally when I`m paper chasing,
I be having tunnel vision
And if it`s really like that lady,
just turn on ya television
And there go Young,
I said there go Young,
you trynna get it did
Just know I gets it done,
she love the I cheat
She love the way I move, I sh, I show it to her
Shows about 100, goon
Its blacks this, black that
Black car, black flags
I really hope that`s money that ya`ll got off in them black bags
808`s & hearbreak, states who puts interstates
Giving me a bad vibe, guess I`m just a bad guy

Ciara
Throw yo` hands up in the air
(If ya know he love ya)
Tell the DJ play this song right here
(If ya know he love ya)
Let, let, let, let me see you 2-step
(If ya know he love ya)
It don`t matter if you by yourself
If ya know he love ya

If ya know he love ya
let me see you 2 steps
If ya know he love ya
It don`t matter if you by yourself
If ya know he love ya
Throw yo` hands up in the air
Tell the DJ play this song right here

Ride till I die
Lord knows stay high
And I love it
And I love it Let's go
We count hundreds
on the table
twentys on the floor
Fresh outta work and
on the way with some more
And I love it yeah
and I love it
I got gangstas in the crowd
bad bitches at my show
Parked outside and
sitting on vogues
And I love it yeah
and love it
Once again it's on
I'm back in the
motherfucking booth
These niggaz still lying
I'm the motherfucking truth
YEEEEEAHHH
I don't believe
I need some more
fucking proof
I ain't want the four door
I copped the motherfucking
coupe HAHA
They tryin be me
I'm just tryin be G
And everything comes to
em like you'll see
These niggaz
in the dark baby
I'll just shine
I do it from the heart
homie they just rhyme
Check your watch nigga
it's my time HEY
Mind made up
I was on my grind
So pay attention yea
you on my time
In that case time waits
for no man
Do it again
I done that before man GYEAH
M O E he ain't part
of the program
Or maybe you niggaz
ain't listening
Open your eyes
I'm a blessing in disguise
We count hundreds
on the table
twentys on the floor
Fresh outta work and
on the way with some more
And I love it yeah
and I love it
I got gangstas in the crowd
bad bitches at my show
Parked outside
and sitting on vogues
And I love it yeah
and love it
Yea I blew up
but they like that
They switched up on me
and I ain't like that
Sold my first brick yea
I came right back
Fast forward the tape
nigga look at me now
And I never turn back
so motherfuck that
Life is on the ground got
my head to the sky
Smoked all day
Lord knows I stay high
Stay on top Lord knows
I'm gon try
And live for the moment
Lord knows I'm gon die
And when I get to hell
Lord knows I'm gon fry
Woke up this morning so
I'm still alive
36 O's I sold them
all for five
We count hundreds
on the table
twentys on the floor
Fresh outta work and
on the way with some more
And I love it yeah and
I love it
I got gangstas in the crowd
bad bitches at my show
Parked outside
and sitting on vogues
And I love it yeah
and love it
Been around the world
it's the same ol caine
Been around the world
it's the same ol thang
All the real niggaz
either dead or in jail
And if you're looking
for me homie
I'm in the A T L
You gotta play it how it go
you can't cheat on life
Ya better drink a Red Bull
you can't sleep on life
I ain't tryna do you
I'm tryin do me
Last album did two
I'm just tryin do three
Fresh out the block yea
the work was hard
Ride with the top down so
I'm closer to God
My PO telling me
I need a 9 to 5
But I already got a job
and that's stayin alive
We count hundreds
on the table
twentys on the floor
Fresh outta work and
on the way with some more
And I love it yeah and
I love it
I got gangstas in the crowd
bad bitches at my show
Parked outside
and sitting on vogues
And I love it yeah
and love it
Ride till I die
Lord knows stay high
And I love it
And I love it
Ride till I die
Lord knows stay high
And I love it
And I love it

Guess who's bizzack
Still smell the blow on my clothes
Like crispy cream I was cooking them o's
Like horseshoes I was tossin them o's
Time to re-up gotta recycle the flow
I'm emotional
I hug the block
I'm so emotional
I love my glock
Cash rules everything around me
So what's realer
Bout the scriller so call me a ghost face killa
Its kinda hard to be drug free
When georgia power won't give a nigga lights free
Switched hustles been killin' 'em ever since
Been paid to tell the truth it only make sense

[Chorus]
When they play that new jeezy watch the dope boys go crazy
And watch the dope boys go crazy
I pop my collar then I swing my chain
If you catch me in the club pimpin' doing my thing
When they play that new jeezy watch the dope boys go crazy
And watch the dope boys go crazy
They pop my collar then they swing they chain
All the gangstas in the street that be doin' they thing

By 18 the hard way
Now have a humble nigga thinkin' 'bout gun play
Now who the fuck want to play with guns
A lotta hoes a lotta blood dog
That shit ain't fun
So I suggest that you don't play with my chain
Or I'll send these hollow's at you
Let them play with ya brain
The streets is watchin'
The name is warm
The products white
A star is born
Pimpin' I'm so fly
I take this parachute off
I might fall and die
Wrap the work with spandex with the latex
Then we ship it outta town
Call it safe sex

[Chorus]

Uh, more than a hustla I'm the definition of it
Master chef, lord of the kitchen cupboard
More than a street legend, homey it's hova
More than a relief pitcher, I'm the closer
The Mariano of the Marriott, ah
If money talks, the whole world's bout to hear me out
See I'm a hustler's hope, I'm not his pipe dreams
So when they speak of success, I'm what they might mean
Attract money my worst color is light green
My favorite hue is Jay-Z blue
Don't follow me young'n, follow my moves, I'm not a role model
A bad influence got the world drinkin gold bottles
When puff was in that tub spillin mo'
I was at my video, cris' on the speedboat
In my lifetime nigga, go through your research
St. Thomas my nigga, that was me first
Chrome shoe'd the gs, I came feet first
In the game like a baby boo on the breach birth
I got the keys if you need work
I can kingpin you a line, the diamond of time (uhh)
My niggaz love it when I talk like this
My corporate people start buggin cause I talk like this
The corporate thugs is like, "Nah hov, talk that shit"
The dope boys go crazy when they hear that boy jay-z
See I'ma '80s baby, master
School of hard knocks, everyday is college
You ain't did nothin I ain't did, nigga pay homage
Or pay the doctor, I sprayed lami's
Still, the time'll reveal, you know I'm bein honest
Ya ain't put my coat yet and I keep my shit in coat check
They say the truth shall come to the light
So everybody grab your chains cause your boy that bright

[Chorus]

Throw yo' hands up in the air
If ya know he love ya
Tell the DJ play this
song right here
If ya know he love ya
Let let let
let me see you 2 step
If ya know he love ya
It don't matter
if you by yourself
If ya know he love ya
If that boy
don't love you by now
He will
never ever never ever love you
He will
never ever never ever love you
If that boy
don't love you by now
He will
never ever never ever love you
He will
never ever never ever love you
I know you think that
I just be trippin' on ya
Boy you see this ain't how
I normally be
But I can't help this jealousy
Ooh it's taking over me
ooh I'm falling way to deep
Without you by my side
I feel like I can't eat or sleep
But I got to come down
earth I don't wanna
But I gotta let you go
but baby I dont wanna
I gotta see that you and me
ain't meant to be
That's why I tell myself
If that boy
don't love you by now
If that boy
don't love you by now
He will
never ever never ever love you
He will
never ever never ever love you
If that boy
don't love you by now
He will
never ever never ever love you
He will
never ever never ever love you
Baby I can't help but fantasize
Wondering what it might be like
You and I sound so right
But I'mma let go tonight
it ain't nothin'
Coverin' my eyes
Ain't gonna see it
more than twice
I get it I got it Baby baby
But I got to come down
earth I don't wanna
But I gotta let you go
but baby I dont wanna
I gotta see that you and me
ain't meant to be
That's why I tell myself
If that boy
don't love you by now
If that boy
don't love you by now
He will
never ever never ever love you
He will
never ever never ever love you
If that boy
don't love you by now
He will
never ever never ever love you
He will
never ever never ever love you
Alright alright alright okay
I see ya point I must admit
I grind I grind I grind all day
This paper's
what I'm trynna get
Now normally when I'm
paper chasing
I be having tunnel vision
And if it's really
like that lady
just turn on ya television
And there go Young
I said there go Young
you trynna get it did
Just know I gets it done
she love way I cheat
She love the way I move I she
I show it to her
Shows about 100 goon
blacks this black that
Black car black flags
I really hope that's money
that ya'll got off
in them black bags
808's and hearbreak
states who puts in interstates
Giving me a bad vibe
I'm just a bad guy
Throw yo' hands up in the air
If ya know he love ya
Tell the DJ play
this song right here
If ya know he love ya
Let let let
me see you 2 step
If ya know he love ya
It don't matter
if you by yourself
If ya know he love ya

If ya know he love ya
let me see you 2 step
If ya know he love ya
that it if you back step
If ya know he love ya
If that boy
don't love you by now
He will
never ever never ever love you
He will
never ever never ever love you
If that boy
don't love you by now

Ft. Lil Wayne[Akon]Rubbin' on that Italian leatherThem Konvict jeans onAy yo Weezy you readyYeaKonvict (Konvict)[Chorus]I get it in til the sun riseDoin' 90 in a 65Windows rolled down screamin outAy ay ay I'm I'm so paidNumber one hustler gettin' moneyWhy you wanna count my moneyI'm a hustler don't needNahn one of y'all seeI'm so paidSee police on the crooked IDoin a 100 on Interstate ninety-fiveMy shorty leanin blastin that do or diePushin that motherfuckin woodCuz we certifiedGot a system that'll beatAnd knock your wall offGot a pump under my seat the sawed-offGot a bunch of goonsHope they never call offAnd my snipers sittin on the roofAlready saw y'allAin't too much to put a strain on meThat's the reason whyI have to put the blame on meRather have them dolla' bills rain on meThan to let them haters come and make a Name off meThat's why[Chorus]I get it in til the sun riseDoin' 90 in a 65Windows rolled down screamin outAy ay ay I'm I'm so paidNumber one hustler gettin' moneyWhy you wanna count my moneyI'm a hustler don't needNahn one of y'all seeI'm so paidI'm the boss it only takes 1 callRor a driver to hit you upAnd drop you off that's allGuess whatI won't be takin that fallHomie I got cakeThat's what I'm payin them forHaha! Ain't that funnyCuz niggas they want warBut ain't got moneyCuz I seen them all talkUntil they start gunninQuicker than Usain BoltThe fastest thang runninYeaAkon WeezyBlock oil holdin down JerseyDevon makin sure we gettin it up frontMy lil brother Boo got that vision bake it[Chorus]I get it in til the sun riseDoin' 90 in a 65Windows rolled down screamin outAy ay ay I'm I'm so paidNumber one hustler gettin' moneyWhy you wanna count my moneyI'm a hustler don't needNahn one of y'all seeI'm so paid[Lil Wayne]I am big money WeezyWhite wife beater with the sig underneath itHow do I feel Bitch I feel undefeatedSnap my fingersDisappear from the precinctYeahI'm ballin we ball outThoughts of before until the ball bounceI see some niggas with guns at y'all houseOnly to find out you live in a doll houseDamnBut I thought you was tough don'tWe carry choppers on our necksCall it cut throatWe bury powers on the setThat they come fromWe no magic turnWe smoke the gun smokeWe bomb first when we rideYou in a hearse when you rideAyI put my shoes on babyAnd I'm holding down Young Mula babyThat's why[Chorus]I get it in til the sun riseDoin' 90 in a 65Windows rolled down screamin outAy ay ay I'm I'm so paidNumber one hustler gettin' moneyWhy you wanna count my moneyI'm a hustler don't needNahn one of y'all seeI'm so paid

Yeah
Can you please motherfuckin' rise
For the national motherfuckin' trap-star anthem
Lets go

[Chorus]
Cause bitch I'm amazin'
Look what I'm blazin'
Eyes so low
Yea I look like an Asian
Forever Thuggin'
Forever Thuggin'
Haters run they mouth
They ain't talkin' bout nothin'
Cause Bitch I'm amazin'
Look what I'm blazin'
Eyes so low
Yea I look like an Asian
Forever Thuggin'
Forever Thuggin'
Haters run they mouth
They ain't talkin' bout nothin'
Cause Bitch I'm amazin'

Closed door armor
Lookin' like its miller times
Sixty Seven diamond chain
Who he think he Busta Rhymes
Bitch I bust a lot of rhymes
Could of done a lot of time
And I ain't never snorted shit
Put it all up on the line
Got a lot up on my mind
Got a lot up on my plate
Gotta feed my hood
So I'm up and down the interstate
The streets need a nigga
So I'm in and out that vocal booth
Hoes love a nigga
Cause I'm in and out they yellow coupe
But nothin' but banana split
Say that I'm her favorite
If you can take a lot of dick
I can talk a lot of shit
Go on baby swag it up
Show them haters who your with
Bring you want that gangster shit
Who you niggas fuckin' with

[Chorus]

First I sold two mill
Then I sold another one
Told them if you pay for three
That I will front another one
Told them if they give me this
Then ill record another one
But if you can not give me that
Ain't no sense in callin' back
Fuck you think they sell me for
Fuck you think they find me at
Damn right American
I'm gonna need a bigger hat
Close your eyes imagine this
Gonna need a bigger safe
I got bills up in that bitch
That bitch stacked up since 98
Let em talk
Let em hate
Watch them lick the navigate
If you touch em
Wipe em off
Bring a brush
Then take em off
I can make an avalanche
And I ain't talkin' Chevy trucks
Call me Georgia lottery
Cause I'll be talkin' mega bucks

[Chorus]

Must of spent ten grand
To make they coupe stand taller
First round draft pick
Yea I'm mother fuckin' baller
Just right your number down
Baby girl I might call ya
If she give it to me now
She wont live to see tomorrow
And if she playin' wit it
She wont make it through the night
Before the song with Kanye
I had my money right
Used to call me vice grips
Yea I get my money tight
Now its time to re up
Then I make my money white
You can catch me at my jewel
Yea I like my money bright
You can find me at the lot
Yea I like my money fast
Two hundred on the gas
Two hundred on the dash
Yea I'm spendin' all money
Now I'm livin' in the past

[Chorus]

Yeah
Just call me young nigga
Our money grown doe
By the way
Lets go yeah
You already know what time it is lets go

[Chorus]
I said I'm young by the way
The one by the way
I ain't trippin'
I just do this shit for fun by the way
The truth by the way
The proof by the way
Mr. front up on me
Know I'm gonna shoot by the way
I said it's on by the way
I'm in the zone by the way
And You can call me
Mr. get em gone by the way
I did it by the way
I was with it by the way
I talk it like I did it
Cause I lived it by the way

[Verse 1]
Young, the boy might go nuts
Holes in niggas just like donuts
Creme be crispy these niggas cant hear me
Must be the wrong size
Cause these niggas cant fit me
Never let em play me
Never let em bullshit me
If they ever bullshit me
Send the coroner to get me
And when the coroner come to get me
I'ma take you pussy's with me
And I ain't trustin' 12 shots
No I keep them choppers with me
And I don't trust you from a ??
Gotta keep them shottas with me
Cant let the goons get bored
Gotta keep them niggas busy
And I ain't trustin' nobody
So I took my money with
Cause last time they got me, get me

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Stay on it by the way
I want it by the way
Take it to your mommas momma house
Where everybody stay
Where everybody sleep
Leave everybody sleep
Have a baby by who
Thats everybody freak
Baby like a dry cleaner
Seen everybody's sheets
Take em straight to the hood
Then everybody eat
They went down, I went down
Now everybody cheap
Or should I say cheaper
Or maybe ever lower
You niggas gettin' this shit
Should I talk any slower
Any slower it be screwed
And that would be rude
I'm a man no respect
And Plus I got a sack
Got the west side crackin'
Ask about 'em in the trap

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Turned a brick into a clothing line a boost commercial
And he's still talkin' yo "so who's commercial?"
Young like Noah move them birds by the two
Daddy need to smoke the coupe need a pair of shoes
Got my A.R. on 'em still wont cross over
I gotta half a box left think I need more soda
Still rain man sosa,
Just brought this thing in its too big for a holster
They say I'm bipolar, so indecisive
So motherfucking what, I know some bitches that like it
The real niggas recite it, the real bitches they love it
Its just he way that I strut it, they just like I want 'em so fuck it

[Chorus]

See I'm a' start off so slow yeah I said so slow
They love me out in D.C. just like gogo
I said gogo yeah I said gogo
See them right with Don Cannon it's a gogo
See I want my song like Cocoa
I like to heat mine up like Cocoa
See dem 87 Jeans see the logo
Every time a day, count em' baby gogo

You know how the drop be everything slow
You know how the drop be anything goes
Remember back then when I got the snow low
And I was in and out of state just like Romo

Lookin' out for them boys no homo
Can't tell em what your drivin' that a no no
I'm gonna tell you this but keep it on the low low
If it's number 2 then we might be the popo

Things are gettin' higher
Makes it hard on the buyers
Sun is all around
Sun rise
Sun rise

Pushup till we grind

Rent bein' paid late

(What they want?)they want that young shit
That dumb shit that where you from shit
That ride around your hood all day with your gun shit
All I got to my name is two bricks and one felony
Your going back to jail that's what my conscious keep on telling me
I really ain't buying all this bullshit they selling me
When the government throwing more curves than the letter C
I said the letter C I guess that's for correctional
They try to box me in, sit me still like a vegetable

[Chorus]
God damn another trap I think bush trying to punish us
Sending little messages out to each and every one of us
Real g shit well that's really unheard of
When you get more time for selling dope than murder
In this crazy world
This world keeps spinning my rims still spinning
Even though the money slow we still spinning
In this crazy world
Let this world keep turning yeah my blunts still burning
Same thing different day still burning
In this crazy world and this dopes still selling
And these niggas still telling
When you make it through the day its no talent
In this crazy world (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
In this crazy world

When I was fourteen I turned nothing to a quarter meal
Probably why I never give a fuck about a record deal
And I ain't never tried the shit imagine how that white feel
But that don't even matter though trying to pay the light bill,
Light bill, phone bill plus my granted nerve bills
Feel like I should be taking off imagine how my nerves feel
I want a new Bentley my aunty need a kidney
And if I let her pass her children never will forgive me

[Chorus]

I ain't a x box so why you niggas trying to play with me
I really be the streets so what you niggas got to say to me
Cant be much cant be much (why?) cause I ain't listening
I just left the hood and ill be damned if they ain't filling them want to see me fall off guess that just the way it be
Old school triple beam them usually that the way it be
And plus I got a driver that get them things from a to b
Soon as you get your money right they hit you with conspiracy

[Chorus]

This is the greatest show on earth
What's understood ain't gotta be said SIMPLE

Don't Let em Down

I see you Zipo, I got ya homie

[Verse 1]
No mo Jose no mo Rosie
They locked my dog up and that ain't ro-zay
All he wanted was the fame make it last forever
You get some ones I get some ones we make it rain together
I'm talkin' Quabo dreams crystal fetishes
Smokin' everyday just to keep ya sanity
Just me and nigga like what up doe
Still partyin' the club closed an hour ago
I guess the back to back Lambo's a thing of the past
We used to talk on a chirp now we talking through a glass
Just like the glass I know he sees right through me
Transparent I can't hide my window pain
I'm thinkin' what to say to make him have a better day
I'm walkin' down this lil hallway like what the fuck I'm gonna say
As I'm walkin' down the halls I feel the stress in the walls
I need to lighten up man this shit is too tense
Feels like I need? my heart aches so bad
When he sees my face he's gonna be so glad
Then I look into his eyes swear to god I seen his soul
Tell me what can make a hot boy stare so cold
As I looked a lil deeper I saw a lil hope then he cracked a smile
He still got his pride
Keep doin' what you doin' hold us real niggas down
No matter what you do don't let us real niggas down

[Chorus]
Jeezy don't do it
Don't you let em down Young Jeezy
Don't you let em down Young Jeezy
No no no no no
No
Jeezy don't do it

[Verse 2]
I done been through so much real life done lose touch
And yet so much yell of my sense of smell and I don't mean that literally
But I mean this literally these niggas actors me I'm a factory
Known for movin' big money sh*t at least a tractor
No breaks no tires I'm a ride for these streets yeah till the wheels
Fall off
It's gonna take more then hate to get my focus off can't knock the
Hustle still stackin' dead presidents They say he on his way out well that's a
Reasonable doubt ain't no niggas like the ones I got friend or foe politics as usual
I'm feelin' it still livin' with regrets with all these imaginary players you must love me
I told y'all in do time the city is mine

[Chorus: x2]

No, no

And you know... (Chea)
And you know...

(Chea, get the money, get the money)

And you know... (Get the money, nothin' but the money)
And you know... (Bout the money, bout the money)
And you know... (Bout the money, bout the money)

(Young! Yeah, I see you nigga! Let's go!)

[Chorus]

I hear ya'll talk that work shit, that's cool
That don't mean shit, I don't know you (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (Hell nah!)
I don't know you. (I don't know you niggas!)

(Let's go!) (Yeaaah!)

I hear ya'll talk that work shit, that's cool. (The recession nigga!)
That don't mean shit, I don't know you. (I don't know!) (I'm right back in ya ass homeboy!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!) (Trying to take me out nigga!)
I don't know you.
I don't know you. (Ay ay ay!)

[Verse 1]

Feelin' is in this shit
That's right I'm in this bitch
Ya'll niggas acting like Young ain't never did this shit
Nigga, 500 grams, rock solid, no shake (shake)
Call them thangs Chappelles, he wants his other half baked (Wooh!)
You know I like to scramble mine, Waffle House style
Or leave 'em sunny side up and let 'em chill for a while (Damn!)
Not only have I done it, I did it, I lived it
Delivered it myself, yeah I'm making house visits (Young!)
I'm praying while I'm driving, it's making me religious
In the head lights behind me, it's making me suspicious
And maybe I'm trippin', and maybe I'm not (not)
Maybe it's nothing (nothing), just hope it ain't the cops (Okay!)

[Chorus]

I hear ya'll talk that work shit, that's cool
That don't mean shit, I don't know you (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!) (I told these niggas, homie!)
I don't know you.
I don't know you. (Yeah!)

(Let's go!)

I hear ya'll talk that work shit, that's cool. (These niggas looking around for me!)
That don't mean shit, I don't know you. (I don't know!) (That's cool though!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you.
I don't know you.

(Talk to 'em homie!)

[Verse 2]

I go there, get that and go back with that
And then I flip that, then send that right back
If it got 2 bags, it must be 5 stacks
So you owe 5 stacks, bring that right back (Ah ha!)
If it take too long, must be rerock
2 in the shoebox, nah these ain't Reebocks (Yeah!)
I don't live there, I just cook there
Ain't nothing in there, but fish and cookware (Young!)
Can't drop our shit, work that fork though
Lock up like woah, Young like fo' sho
This shit right here, call that "come back" (Yeaaaah!)
Drop this 9 off, and I'll be right back (Let's go!)

[Chorus]

I hear ya'll talk that work shit, that's cool
That don't mean shit, I don't know you (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you.
I don't know you.

(Let's go!)

I hear ya'll talk that work shit, that's cool.
That don't mean shit, I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you.
I don't know you.

(Get at these niggas, homie!)

[Verse 3]

I don't know why these niggas tell lies
Ya'll know damn well he ain't flippin' no pies
All this bird talk make me want some Popeyes
Ya'll getting no play off in my rides
Fake ass niggas, how dare you compare Young?
Black Crown Vic, yeah that used to scare Young
My 6-2's come back like frisbees
All these smoke fumes got me dizzy (Yeaaahhhhh!)
They talk bricks, see
I'm just listening (Ay!) *yawn*
Say, I'm just listening (Yeah!)
Hook might be tight, but that don't sound right
I sold Snow White and he sold no white (Ayyy!)

[Chorus]

I hear ya'll talk that work shit, that's cool
That don't mean shit, I don't know you (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you.
I don't know you. (I swear to god!)
I don't know you.

(Let's go!)

I hear ya'll talk that work shit, that's cool. (I hear you niggas talk that shit!)
That don't mean shit, I don't know you. (I don't know!) (I ain't see shit, yet!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I got this nigga!)
I don't know you.

[Outro: Jeezy singing/talking]

And you know... (I ain't bouncing for none of you niggas, nigga)
And you know... (I ain't cosigning none of you fake ass niggas)

(Realest nigga in the BS nigga, Jezzy)

And you know... (Ah ha ha!)
And you know... (America is me!)
And you know... (Ah ha ha!)

(Yeah, they know me though!)

(Let's go!)

[Chorus Fading]

I hear ya'll talk that work shit, that's cool
That don't mean shit, I don't know you (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you. (I don't know!)
I don't know you.
I don't know you.

Young Jeezy:
Waz Up You Gotta Man?!! Who Da Fuck Is Dat?? You Don't Know Who I Is?? Oh Yeah Well He Ain't Got Shit On Me!!! Ha Ha YOUNG!!!!

[Chorus]
Ya Nigga Ain'y Seein Me I Put That On Everythang Put That On Everythang Put Day On Everythang X 4

[Young Jeezy]
I'm Going Out The Same Way I Came In Harder Than A Motherfucker real Street nigga i ain't nothin like these other suckas naw i mr. Club coaster i might buy this moutherfucker have these feds parked outside right outside this motherfucker you know the name bitch hotter than fish grease gotta a hundread gotta hundread movers that was this week she want me to get tha room man this bitch cheap what but she really roll the weed good and she a big freak yeah we owe 75 and her hands down my 87's doche canvona belt you know the mach elevens first name goach last name ends fix your mouth fix your face you might get a Benz!!!

[Chorus]
Ya Nigga Ain'y Seein Me I Put That On Everythang Put That On Everythang Put Day On Everythang X 4

[Lil Boosie]
I Put That On Everythang Boosie Bad Azz!! Put That On Momma My Daddy and everythang i love for everythang i rap my gansters in the trap you can't see me when with a magnifying glass two hundread on the dash trys some gangs i bust your ass nigga whole clique iphones nigga get your shine on use to whip it up and zip it up now its the microphone no man alive can stop my i'm a hustler mane i want it bad cause bad azz come from nothin mane shinin on em' grindin on em' yall know what i'm talkin bout' if i show yo bitch my house she gone take my dick and floss show after show i'm gettin dope hundread g's at a time i'm MJ around my way and louisiana is mine NIGGA!!!

[Chorus]
Ya Nigga Ain'y Seein Me I Put That On Everythang Put That On Everythang Put Day On Everythang X 4

[Anthony Hamiton]
Before You Report I'm A Man About His Biznus draw the line rydin' where the family is never cross it big bossin' it nothin now until i can solve it other dudes they can sue but they'll clown you i neal down on the real and i'll prey with you never walk to much i make you for us believe me i'll stay with my word!!

[Young Jeezy]
Yeah whats happenin oh okay haha one thing about it i know that means u bout it ya nigga ain't seein me waz up

[Anthony Hamilton]
Put that on everythang every thang every thang x3

Cause I get allot of that(I get allot of that)
Put your hands in the air if you get allot of that(if you get a lot of that) I get allot of that
Put your hands in the air if you get allot of that

[Chorus: x2]
Let's talk about hate cause I get allot of that
Talk about money cause I get allot of that
(I get allot of that, I get allot of that, I get allot of that,)
Cause I get allot of that

This can't be it man this shit is stress full
Is that what it is I'm just successful,
Maybe I'm to good to hood low down no good
I just keep shit real just like you should,
Twist my fingers throw up my hood
Let's get this money I know I would
I know that's right but still we do wrong
J-bo got 30 but still we moved on
Get them clamps out
Get my groove on
I stay iced out
Get my cool on
Best be cool homes
Get my goon on
I'll bust them to homes
Get my lose on

[Chorus]

They say young fell off yeah the boy done lost it
Been porting all my life baby I'm just exhausted
I take a Gatorade break to get everything straight
Now I'm sitting here like how much Gatorade make
How much money would it take to make some mo money
Damn right a nigga straight come get some mo from me
I sold millions made them millions
But still yaw doubt me what's this with out me
Can't be that bad still got my trap swag
And every time I do a show I leave with a trap bag
Money in trash bags
I call that garbage
20 thousand a trash bag
It looks like garbage

[Chorus]

I get allot of that allot of this
I need allot of it
Sit on my bedroom floor counting all of it
That money be Ludacris
It just might shock you
If you can't find Chaka then my right hands keep it
Look I am simply on of the best
Can't even lie i can't vouch for the depressed
Just like zip-lock they get killed in the plastic
Best add five grams so you can weigh it in plastic
I am so dirty they wrap me in plastic
When they wrap me in plastic need to put me in traffic
They say that I'm difficult even different
Show me the difference I'll bring you the difference

[Chorus]

Everybody wanna be like me?
Y'all can be like me?
Look at my watch
Look at my wrist
Nothin' like ya man he ain't shinin' like this
Nothin' like ya man he ain't grindin' like this
And even if he was, he ain't fuckin with cause

I came so far from the bottom couldn't even see the top
Just as soon as a fill the trap I'm rippin' up every block
I'ma good god fearin' man with a criminal mind state
Ain't nobody gave a shit and that's why we grind weight
My grandma off in the church while I'm in the refrigerator
In search of the baking soda right next to the mashed potatoes
She prayin' for better days I'm prayin' they take this water
Realest and stun and ship put that day on my mothers daughter

[Chorus]
My ambitions as a hustla (i wont deny it, I wont deny it)
My ambitions as a hustla (i wont deny it im a straight hustla, I wont deny it) [Repeat: x3]

Its Mr. Trap or die yeah yall remember me
First album was a classic them critics weren't feelin' me
Now as far as award shows we all know how that goes
So whats all the doubt about because he ain't sellin' out
Because he ain't givin' up because he don't give a fuck
Because he ain't changin' up I guess he aint lean enough
And just know I'm savin' up let you play with my sanity
Gives a fuck what you think of me unless you feedin' my family
Mother fuck all my enemies one time for my mini me's
Listen to these niggas I bet you hear plenty me
I'm who they pretend to be the one they pretend to do
See me I'm a hustla I do what my hustlaz do

[Chorus]

Might not just be the best just know I plan to be
I refuse to let suckers win but thats just the man in me
Look it could be the G in me these niggas ain't seein' me
Unless they seein' me in traffic and somethin' topic and drastic
I say I grind like there 10 of me swear to god theres just one of me
Look I know I ain't there yet just know that I'm gonna be
I couldn't wait to see the day I could change where my momma stay
Put the b.s. behind me theres too much money in front of me

[Chorus]

Yeah Be The Realest Shit I Never Wrote
I Aint Write This Shit By The Way Nigga
Some Real Shit Right Here Nigga
This Will Be The Realest Shit
You Ever Quote
Lets Go

My President Is Black
My Lambo's Blue
And I Be God Damn If My Rims Aint Too
My Momma Aint At Home & Daddy
Still In Jail
Tryna Make A Plate
Anybody Seen The Scale
Lets Go

My President Is Black
My Lambo's Blue
And I Be God Damn If My Rims Aint Too
My Money's Light Green
And My Jordans Light Grey
And They Love To See White
Now How Much You Tryna Pay
Lets Go

{Verse 1}

Today Was A Good Day Hope
I Have Me A Great Night
I Dunno What You Fishin For Hope
You Catch You A Great White
Me I See Great White Heavy
As Killer Whales
I Cannot Believe
This Who Knew It Came In Bails
Who Knew It Came With Jail
Who Knew It Came With Prison
Jus Cuz You Got An Opinion Does
That Make You A Politician
Bush Robbed All Of Us
Would That Make Him A Criminal
& Den He Cheated In Florida
Would Dat Make Him a Seminal
I Say And I Quote
We Need A Miracle
And I Say A Miracle
Cuz This Shit Is Histerical
By My Nephews And Nieces
I Will Email Jesus
Tell Him Forward To Moses And CC Allah
Mr. Soul Survivor Does
That Make Me A Konvict
Be All U Can Be Now Dont Dat
Sound Like Some Dumb Shit
When You Die Over Crude Oil
As Black As My Nigga Boo
It's Really A Desert Storm
Thats Word To My Nigga Clue
Catch Me In Las Vegas
A.R. Arizona
Rep For Them Real Niggaz
Im Winnin In California
Winnin In Tennessee Hands Down Atlanta
Landslide Alabama On My Way To Sevana


My President Is Black
My Lambo's Blue
And I Be God Damn If My Rims Aint Too
My Momma Aint At Home & Daddy
Still In Jail
Tryna Make A Plate Anybody Seen The Scale
Lets Go

My President Is Black
My Lambo's Blue
And I Be God Damn If My Rims Aint Too
My Money's Light Green
And My Jordans Light Grey
And They Love To See White
Now How Much You Tryna Pay


{Verse 2}

I Said I Woke Up
This Morning Headache THIS BIG
Pay All These Damn Bills
Feed All These Damn Kids
Buy All These School Shoes
Buy All These School Clothes
For Some Strange Reason
My Son Addicted To Polos
Love Me Some Spinach Dip
Im Addicted To Houston's
And If The Numbers Is Right
I Take A Trip Out To Houston
A Earthquake Out In China
A Hurricane In New Orleans
Street Dreams Tour I Showed
My Ass In New Orleans
Did It For Soulja Slim Brought Out B.G.
Its All Love Bun
I'm Forgiving You Pimp C
You Know How The Pimp Be
That Nigga Go'n Speak His Mind
If He Could Speak Down From Heaven
He Tell Me Stay On My Grind
Tell Him Im Doin Fine Obama For Mankind
We Ready For Damn Change
So Ya'll Let The Man Shine
Stuntin On Martin Luther Feelin
Just Like A King
Guess Dis Is What He Meant
When He Said Dat He Had A Dream


My President Is Black
My Lambo's Blue
And I Be God Damn If My Rims Aint Too
My Momma Aint At Home & Daddy
Still In Jail
Tryna Make A Plate
Anybody Seen The Scale
Lets Go

My President Is Black My Lambo's Blue
And I Be God Damn
If My Rims Aint Too
My Money's Light Green
And My Jordans Light Grey
And They Love To See White
Now How Much You Tryna Pay


{Nas}

YeaH
History Black History
No President Ever Did Shit For Me
Had To Hit The Streets
Try To Flip Some Keys
So A Nigga Wont Go Broke
Then They Put Us In
Jail Now A Nigga Cant Go Vote
So I Spend Dough
All These Hoes Is Trippin
She Aint A Politician Honeys A Polotician
My President Is Black Rolls Golden Charms
22 Inch Rims Like Hulk Hogans Arms
When Thousands Of People Is
Riled Up To See You
That Can Arouse Ya Ego
You Got Mouths To Feed So
Gotta Stay True To Who
You Are And Where You Came From
Cuz At The Top Will Be
The Same Place You Hang From
No Matter How Big You Can Ever Be
For Whatever Fee Or Publicity
Never Lose Your Integrity
For Years Theres Been Surprise
Horses In This Stable
Just Two Albums In
I'm The Realest Nigga On This Label
Mr Black President Yeah Obama Fa Real
They Gotta Put Ya Face
On The $5000 Dollar Bill


My President Is Black
My Lambo's Blue
And I Be God Damn If My Rims Aint Too
My Momma Aint At Home & Daddy
Still In Jail
Tryna Make A Plate Anybody Seen The Scale
Lets Go

My President Is Black
My Lambo's Blue
And I Be God Damn If My Rims Aint Too
My Money's Light Green
And My Jordans Light Grey
And They Love To See White
Now How Much You Tryna Pay

(Outro}

So Im Sittin Here Right Now Man
(How Much You Tryna Pay)
Its June 3rd Haha 2:08 Am
Nigga I Wont Say Win Lose Or Draw
Man We Congratulate You Already Homie
See I Motivate The Thugs Right
You Motivate Us Homie
Thats What It Is
This A Hands On Policy
Ya'll Touchin Me Right
Yeah 1st Black President
Win Lose Or Draw Nigga Haha
Matta Fact You Know What It Is Man
Shouts Out Jackie Robinson
Booker T Washington Homie
Oh Y'all Aint Think I Knew That Shit
Sydney Portea What Dey Do
My President Is Black
I'm Important Too Though
Lambos Blue
I'm Was The First Nigga To Ride Through
My Hood In A Lamborghini Yeah Haha

[Intro: Young Jeezy]
I put on...(x4)
I put on for my city, on on for my city (x4)

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
When they see me off in traffic
They say "Jeezy on some other shit"
Send them pussy niggas
Runnin straight back to the dealership
Me I'm in my spaceship,
Thats right I work for Nasa
This 7H is not a fraud,
Call that bitch my bodyguard
Call that bitch your bodyguard?
Yeah, thats my bodyguard
wear a lot of jewelry
Young dont' do security
what's whiter than a napkin,
Harder than a dinner plate
If you want it come and get it
You know I stay super straight
Ran up in my spots and now
I'm workin Out the Super 8
Know you niggas hungry,
Come and get a super plate
Y'all sing happy birthday,
Yeah I got that super cake
Hundred karat bracelet,
I use it like some super bait

[Chorus:Young Jeezy] (x2)
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on (east side)
Put on (south side)
Put on (west side)
Put on

[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
Half bag, top back,
Ain't nothin but a young thug
HKs, aK's, i need to join a gun club
Big wheels, big straps,
You know I like it super sized
Passenger's a redbone,
Her Weave look like some curly fries
Inside fish sticks, outside tartar sauce
Pocket full of celery,
Imagine what she tellin me
Blowin on asparagus,
The realest shit I ever smoked
Ridin to that Trap or Die,
The realest shit I ever wrote
They know I got that broccoli,
So I keep that glock on me
Don't get caught without one,
Comin from where I'm from
Call me Jeezy Hamilton,
Flyin down Campbellton
So fresh, so clean,
On my way to Charlene

[Chorus] (x2)

[Verse Intro: Kanye West]
I put on...(x3)
I put on for my city, I put on for my
I put on for my city, I put on for my city
On...

[Verse 3: Kanye West]
I feel like there's still
Niggas that owe me checks
I feel like there's still
Bitches that owe me sex
I feel like this
But niggas don't know the stress
I lost the only girl
In the world that know me best
I got the money and the fame
And that don't mean shit
I got the Jesus on a chain,
Man that don't mean shit
Cause when the Jesus
Pieces can't bring me peace
Sure I need just at least
One of Russell's nieces
On...I let my nightmares go
I put on,
Everybody that I knew from the go
I know hoes that was frontin
When they knew he was broke
They say damn,
Yeasy Yeasy, you don't Owe us no more
You got that big fame homie,
And you just changed on me
You can ask big homie,
Man the top so lonely
I aint lyin
So lonely
I aint lyin
Let me see
What we have tonight (what we have tonight)
I'm high as a satellite (satellite)
I see those flashin lights (flashin lights)
Cause every night (every night)
I put on

[Chorus] (x2)

[Outro: Kanye West]
Let me see
What we have tonight (what we have tonight)
I'm high as a satellite (satellite)
I see those flashin lights (flashin lights)
Cause every night (every night)
Let me see
What we have tonight (what we have tonight)
I'm high as a satellite (satellite)
I see those flashin lights (flashin lights)

(feat. Trey Songz)

Clear...
Yeah...
Ahaha...
Yeah it's official
Yeah... yeah yeah...
Hey Ziggy I told them neggaz(oh Yah)
They wouldn't believe me tho
I do this shit tho

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
It's 3:45 She pulled up to my house
Grabbed my strap, Got the door
With a blunt in my mouth (haha)
Say I'm 'bout to put the smack down
You know I'll put the smack down
And [? ] put the smack down
She Park in the background
Look at me I'm standing tall
She knows how to keep it up
We just left the club
So you know we both drunk as f**k
30 min in... secound wind
Call it cardioooooooo
I go up and down round and round SUPER MARIO!
Oh wee ohh wee she busting like a uzzy
I'm riding that Zazuki
She Wetting Such a Couzy
Call it in... Coat 10
Get ready for the water Floowwwww
Number 16 Terr it up

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
What can I say (I ain't lying)
Ain't no easy way to say this (yahh...)
And I don't know if you can handel it (I don't know if you can handel It)
But I'm thinking about taking it (taking it there)
Cause that's the only way you ain't gett it (and youu...)
You lay around with them Boyz up town (Laying around)
And I've been thinking about it all day long (all day long shawtii)
And that two think I can't handel it (but her...)
But I'm think I might end up taking it...

[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
I'm thinking about it, then by recieving...
She can get it right back up, just give her a reason
Any given season Winter, spring, Summer, Fall...
I came to see the show baby gon and make the water fall
She know I'm the one to call when she want that good shit
She know I'm the one to call when she wants the hood shit
Baby looking all good about to meet her all hood
Jump her in the call yah you know the handle all wood
I stepped up in the spot (spot) Yah Smelling like a pound
Yah you know I'm taking nam-... Yee ain't got to take em down
Yee ain't got to take em off for mehh... Over a? gresident?
About to be an accident Just call for? Gressem?

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
What can I say (I ain't lying)
Ain't no easy way to say this (yahh...)
And I don't know if you can handel it (I don't know if you can handel It)
But I'm thinking about taking it (taking it there)
Cause that's the only way you ain't gett it (and youu...)
You lay around with them Boyz up town (Laying around)
And I've been thinking about it all day long (all day long shawtii)
And that two think I can't handel it (but her...)
But I'm think I might end up taking it...

[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
I don't know if you can handle this... Know if you can handle mehh
First I'm gonna star right here where your man shud be
I don't know if you can handle this... Know if you can handle Young
If yee ain't never had a real Negga, Better get you one
Come thru on some thug shitt(thug shitt)
Gotta respect shit
Yahh I come thru on some thug shitt (thug shitt)
Gotta Accept it
She know that I'm never shy most time we Probly high
Kid licked the kitty catt Yah gon need an Alliby

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
What can I say (I ain't lying)
Ain't no easy way to say this(ain't no easy way to Tell you this)
And I don't know if you can handel it (I don't know if you can handel It)
But I'm thinking about taking it (taking it there)
Cause that's the only way you ain't gett it (and youu...)
You lay around with them Boyz up town (Laying around)
And I've been thinking about it all day long (Ohh...)
And that two think I can't handel it (ohh... but her...)
But I'm think I might end up taking it...
There... there there there there Take... Ing... It...
There... there there there there... AHH

[Fading/Repeat]
And How you doing Jeezyy... [x3]

Young

Chea

The recession is now here
Feel like norm I'm gettin cheers
I'm just speaking da truth
Ain't my fault if it strikes fear
Niggas heard it was a reccession
The whole world went into a panic
Glacier on my wrist
Same thang that sunk the titanic
Don't get frantic once you here the lyrics just chant it
Ya'll not seen the bigger picture so stay out my frame
I'm a menace to society cause I keep dat Kane
Know you can't believe huh
Straight from columbia
Got da cubans on call like a nokia
Mr.17 5 get it by da field
Sell it by da batch
And you better pay me fast
Or I'll do you like yung berg
Get cha chain snatched
Kidnap yo kid you won't get either one back

It's young

Ayyyyyyy

And I'm back

Ayyyyyyyy

And I'm back

I'm not a techer buts heres yo lesson
School of harknocks nigga
The recession

<i>[Chorus x2]</i>

I go to..
Like that don't cha
Yeah yeah yeah (hahaha)
Yeah nigga
Turn me up a lil bit

Said I'm stressed out..so tired
My days..so long
Said I'm stressed out..so tired
Gotta..move on

[Chorus]

I needa vacation

I'm goin' to Decatur
Where its greater
See if I could stack me up some paper
I needa vacation..
I'm going to da bluff
Where its rough
See if I could cook me up enough
I needa vacation..
I'm goin to College Park
Where its dark
See if I could cook me up somethin hard
I needa vacation..
I'm going to the fo'
Where it go
An er'body know I make it snow
I needa vacation..

See me standin here
Like a chandelier
Gangsta of da year
Sippin' belvidere
I'm smokin' inglewood
I'm feelin' hella good
A nigga wish he could
I wish a nigga would
I'm smokin' on dat good
I'm grippin' on da grain
Louie 13
Mixed wit hurricane
Like a crippled mane
You could catch me wit dat cane
Gonna be a bloody murda
If I catch you with my chain
See these hatin' ass nigga
Gettin' on my nerves
I'm so up on da job
I'm at a loss fa words
I put it on da hood
Gettin' money til I'm dead
Only thang I'm fearin' is da muh'fuckin' feds

[Chorus]

Yeah I'm outta hur
Send ya a post card
N if ya outta dat
Send ya some mo' hard
I need some piecea mind
Some relaxation
I'm mindin' my biness
So why ya nigga hatin'
I keep it too real
So why ya nigga fakin'
Ya try it if ya want
Cuz my nigga waitin'
Won't let cha stress me out
Won't let cha worry me
Jus cause I'm doin' good
Won't let cha murda me
Its drivin' me insane
Its makin' me crazy
Ya know ya owe a nigga
So fuckk you pay me
I put it on da hood
Gettin' money til I'm dead
Only thang I'm fearin' is da muh'fuckin' feds

[Chorus]

I needa vacation
I'm goin to Pittsburgh
Where its greater
See if I could stack me up some paper
I needa vacation..
I'm goin' to Summerhill
Where its rough
See if I could cook me up enough
I needa vacation..
I'm going to da H-wood
Where its dark
See if I could cook me up some hard
I needa vacation..
Jones Berg south
Where it go
Er'body know I make it snow
I needa vacation..

Said I'm stressed out..so tired
My days..so long
Said I'm stressed out..so tired
Gotta..move On

I needa vacation..

Chorus

Yeah I told you Niggas
Yeah Niggas
I told yalls I was coming back niggas
I want it down below homies

Lets go

[Chorus]
Welcome back
Guess who's back and he is shinin' on you niggas
Welcome back
Guess who's back and he is stuntin' on you hoes
Welcome back
Yea I'm back and I'm shinin' on you niggas
Welcome back
Yea I'm back and I'm stuntin' on these hoes
Been on my grizzy but now I'm back in the place
And if you show me the money ill put this brick in your face
And if ya ain't got mo money ill put this strap in your face
And believing these niggas is like a slap in the face
Welcome back

Guess what
I don't give a fuck
None of these niggas real as me
I think I might line em up
Fuck you man he ain't shit
What you say
Suck a dick
Excuse me if I'm bein' rude
Let me check my attitude
Excuse me Mr. Attitude
Why you got an attitude
Can't stand the rapper niggers
Thinking that its trap a nigga
Where at they do to you

What's happening?
What up dude
I've been done
You too slow
I'm too fast
Movin' like slim fast
Keep my Ronald Williams cash
In a black Chevy bag

[Chorus]

So kind so kind
Thank you very much
What the fuck is goin' on
Actin' like I lost touch
I ain't never lost touch
Dam sure ain't lost much
Mater of fact I still got it
Yea you know I'm still ballin'

Catch me in my black T
But I'm a business man
Catch me at the kitchen table weighing out my business plan
Young what your dentist plan
None your fuckin' business man
Whats wrong with your pussy niggas
Needin' my opinions man

OK here we go again
Street status necessary
Start talking blow again
Got that bureau if the niggas sellin' blow again
Streets think its necessary that a nigga blow a man

[Chorus]

In my yayo in my kitchen
Sky storch every where
White fat black top
Kung Fu panda bear
Call me sense I got the taiquondo
My Angelina shit I want that Brad Pitt dough
I said so funny same time snow money
Ain't nothin' funny bitch
I'm on my money shit
A movie star bitch
We can make our own flick
I just came to beat it down
You play with your own shit

Yea OK I'm bout to wild out
Call it a v neck
Why
Took a nine out

750 luck
750 head
Bitch I don't even know what 750 is

[Chorus]

Yeah
We told you niggas right

Hey hoes ain't shit
And money ain't nothin'
And if it ain't nothin'
Then its gotta be somethin'
And if it ain't somethin'
Then its gotta be nothin'
And if he ain't showed the cash
Then he gotta be bluffin'
My dog hit me up
He say he gotta lick
Gotta bad jump shot
So he might shoot a brick
Talkin' records on my line
That's a technical foul
Don't know what the fuck you talkin' bout
I'm hangin' up right now
Nigga you ain't nick cannon
And this ain't wild and out
Playin my position
I ain't tryin' to foul out
Instant replay yeah
We bout to find out
Hey where the referee
I need to call the time out

[Chorus: x2]
If young is what they want
Then young is what they gettin'
They ask me what I do I tell em teachin' for a livin'
What you say nigga
I could show you how to make a mill right now
And I could show you how to make a mill right now

He say he just touched down
And he need a dutch downed
Second time he caught a date
Think he goin' out a way
Thirty six skyline
We goin' for the fresh down
Fresh planned defense
Every time he come around
We goin' to the super bowl
If I make this field goal
I understand you gotta beat
Let me turn this knee to three
He trippin' bout the extra point
Make sure you bring my extra cash
Next time I see your extra ass
Hold up call the play
Yeah I'm playin' quarterback
4 way 2 way bet I bring a quarter back
Weigh it up bag it up pass it to my runnin' back
I got short on my pay
That's a flag yell this way

[Chorus]

Ninth inning bases loaded
I'm going for the grand slam
Tax free tax free
Don't give a shit to Uncle Sam
Youngin' playin' softball
You playin' softball
Yeah I'm playin' softball
Same colors golf balls
Catch me in the outfield
That's a whole lot of grass
Tryin' to buy a franchise
That's a whole lot of cash
Yeah that's right I'm savin' up
Think I'm gonna buy the team
Watch me get my bounty on
Trying to get my money clean
Always quick watch the bitch
Cant afford another strike
If I make it through this shit
Then I can play another night
Money fight money fight
Gotta get my money right
But first I gotta kick these hoes
So make sure that you ridin' wit me

[Chorus]

(Yeah y'all must done lost y'all mind)
Shawty Redd on the track (Aye bruh)
What's happenin' homie (they rappin' like you makin' beats like me)
I hear em nigga Shawty Redd on the track

I trap all day trap all night Money all day
I got money all night

Why they keep sayin' yeah
I don't even know
I got court tomorrow
I don't need to go
I don't need a show
I got shit to do
Only God can judge me
Who the fuck is you?
They say who dat?
Nigga we dat
Today is trey day so I guess I'm tryin' to three dat
Never have I ever served a nigga where he sleep at
D's be at ya door nigga you ain't tryin' to see that
See my suicide watch stay on suicide watch
Kill yaself yeah them suicide rocks
Had the nerve to write me a dear
Young letter
Killin' em
Young you shoulda known better
I paid too much you niggas play too much
Let the swag do the talking
I don't say too much
You niggas sayin' too much
Mr. 17.5 you niggas payin' too much

[Chorus]
They say who dat?
Nigga we dat
Shawty redd on the track
They say who dat?
Nigga we dat
Reportin' live from the trap
They say who dat?
Nigga we dat
Shawty redd on the track
They say who dat?
Nigga we dat
Young live from the trap

I don't chase no broads
I chase money and power
Next time I reup I'm a buy me a chopper
And I ain't talkin AK's I'm talkin' shit wit propellers
Fly to the club make my old bitch jealous
Thug motivation this is straight celebration
I see Gizzle in his chopper outside Central Station
This ain't a mixtape but the tape's mixed
Black tape red tape all on one brick
Get it on the flo' get get it on the flo
Last night I swear to God half a mil on the flo
Fell asleep on the money like a pillow on the flo
Woke up got money had to get it off the flo

[Chorus]

What you know about twenty grand stuffed in a white sock
Pull off in a white drop like I play for the White Sox
Play wit them white blocks play wit them white squares
You call it what you want who the fuck cares?
I don't never sleep, why? too paranoid, OK
State of paranoia all I do is call my lawyer
Tell em I know them niggas that might have a lil' trouble
OK you knows me if you beat it I pay you double
Y'all niggas knows me if I want to I make it double
Just know it's water whipped so you might have a lil' trouble
Might move a little slower might get a few complaints
Say he ran outta gas he might need a half a tank
Thank God it's Friday fresh off the highway
Seen too many's out he bout to pull in the driveway
Where? In the driveway
Take the work out, cut the duct tape
Check the work out, young!

[Chorus]
You niggas want word play
But I'm bout bird play
1st of them month, yea we call that bird day
Just look at em' fly (hey) [Repeat: x2]
You niggas want word play
But I'm bout bird play
3rd of the month, yea we call that bird day
Just look at em' fly (hey) [Repeat: x2]

I'm way too intelligent
To play wit my intelligence
What you trying to say?
What I'm sayings not relevant?
I still represent
Cause I'm a representa
3 Benz and just for a 9 PC chicken dinner
Young boss right back like a rubber band
Bought a whip "look y'all, no hands"
"Stop this nonsense where's your roof?"
All dis nonsense, there's no use
Married to the game yea we just got eloped
Depending on the shipment we might need a boat
I'm talking big money anybody any on the case
Yea we switched up the status now we on to the states

[Chorus]

It just a waste wit all hip hop
Young killed hip hop?
"don't you know this dumb nigga still talkin' crack rocks"
Got everybody followin' that makes him a leader
And he got to get indicted just to make u a believer
If that's that case then I really do apologize
That I memorize
And I fantasize
Then I visualize
And I strategize
One false move will get your ass penalized
Nigga you can't be serious
What if Pac was hearing this
"You bullshitting me?"
I'm sure biggie would agree
If he had to pass the torch, then that bitch'll go to me
Now wouldn't you agree? does it matter? I accept

[Chorus]

Have you ever see a blue rolls go on the black grass?
Nigga go broke in investing a black mask
Entrepreneur he found him a new crack
A round of applause congratulate that nigga
Cause when he get rich they goin' hate that nigga
They goin' try they best to try n break that nigga

[Chorus]

[Intro: Young Jeezy]
I put on...(x4)
I put on for my city, on on for my city (x4)

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
When they see me off in traffic
They say "Jeezy on some other shit"
Send them pussy niggas
Runnin straight back to the dealership
Me I'm in my spaceship,
Thats right I work for Nasa
This 7H is not a fraud,
Call that bitch my bodyguard
Call that bitch your bodyguard?
Yeah, thats my bodyguard
wear a lot of jewelry
Young dont' do security
what's whiter than a napkin,
Harder than a dinner plate
If you want it come and get it
You know I stay super straight
Ran up in my spots and now
I'm workin Out the Super 8
Know you niggas hungry,
Come and get a super plate
Y'all sing happy birthday,
Yeah I got that super cake
Hundred karat bracelet,
I use it like some super bait

[Chorus:Young Jeezy] (x2)
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on (east side)
Put on (south side)
Put on (west side)
Put on

[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
Half bag, top back,
Ain't nothin but a young thug
HKs, aK's, i need to join a gun club
Big wheels, big straps,
You know I like it super sized
Passenger's a redbone,
Her Weave look like some curly fries
Inside fish sticks, outside tartar sauce
Pocket full of celery,
Imagine what she tellin me
Blowin on asparagus,
The realest shit I ever smoked
Ridin to that Trap or Die,
The realest shit I ever wrote
They know I got that broccoli,
So I keep that glock on me
Don't get caught without one,
Comin from where I'm from
Call me Jeezy Hamilton,
Flyin down Campbellton
So fresh, so clean,
On my way to Charlene

[Chorus] (x2)

[Verse Intro: Kanye West]
I put on...(x3)
I put on for my city, I put on for my
I put on for my city, I put on for my city
On...

[Verse 3: Kanye West]
I feel like there's still
Niggas that owe me checks
I feel like there's still
Bitches that owe me sex
I feel like this
But niggas don't know the stress
I lost the only girl
In the world that know me best
I got the money and the fame
And that don't mean shit
I got the Jesus on a chain,
Man that don't mean shit
Cause when the Jesus
Pieces can't bring me peace
Sure I need just at least
One of Russell's nieces
On...I let my nightmares go
I put on,
Everybody that I knew from the go
I know hoes that was frontin
When they knew he was broke
They say damn,
Yeasy Yeasy, you don't Owe us no more
You got that big fame homie,
And you just changed on me
You can ask big homie,
Man the top so lonely
I aint lyin
So lonely
I aint lyin
Let me see
What we have tonight (what we have tonight)
I'm high as a satellite (satellite)
I see those flashin lights (flashin lights)
Cause every night (every night)
I put on

[Chorus] (x2)

[Outro: Kanye West]
Let me see
What we have tonight (what we have tonight)
I'm high as a satellite (satellite)
I see those flashin lights (flashin lights)
Cause every night (every night)
Let me see
What we have tonight (what we have tonight)
I'm high as a satellite (satellite)
I see those flashin lights (flashin lights)

Gotta do it for the ladies and I gotta keep it hood
Where we at Polo (Ay)
I see you Ryan ... you was right
But we just gettin started

You see you searching for somebody
That`ll take you out and do you right
Well come here baby and let daddy show you what it feel like
You know all you gotta do is tell me what you sippin` on
And I promise that I`m gonna keep it comin` all night long

Lookin` in your eyes while you walk the other side
And I think that shorty I`ve got a thing for you
Doin` it on purpose winding and workin` it
I can tell by the way you lookin` at me girl

I wanna make love in this club
(make love in this club, in this club, in this club)
I wanna make love in this club
(in this club, in this club, in this club)

You got some friends rollin` wit you baby then that`s cool
You can leave them with my niggas let em know that I got you
If you didn`t know, you`re the only thing that`s on my mind
Cuz the way I`m staring miss you
Got me wantin to give it to you all night

Lookin` in your eyes while you walk the other side
I can`t take it no more baby I`m coming for you
You keep doin` it on purpose winding and working it
If we close our eyes it could be just me and you

I wanna make love (in this club, in this club, in this club)
I wanna make love (in this club, in this club, in this club)
I wanna make love (in this club, in this club, in this club)
I wanna make love in this club (in this club, in this club)

I`m what you want, I`m what you need
He got you trapped, I`ll set you free
Sexually, mentally, physically, emotionally
I`ll be like your medicine, you`ll take every dose of me
It`s going down on aisle 3, I`ll bag you like some groceries
And every time you think about it
You gon` want some more of me
About to hit the club, make a movie yeah rated R

Pulled up like a trap star, that`s if you have yo regular car
You wanna make love to a thug in the club with his Sice on
87 jeans and a fresh pair of Nikes on
On the couch, on the table, on the bar, or on the floor
You can meet me in the bathroom yeah you know I`m trying go

Tonight it`s ... If we keep touching like this
I know you scared they don`t know what we doin
Keep it up girl I swear
I`ma give it to you none stop
And I don`t care who`s watchin

.........

I wanna make love (in this club, in this club, in this club)
I wanna make love (in this club, in this club, in this club)
I wanna make love (in this club, in this club, in this club)