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from Free Form Five Killer (0000)
On my way to Miami I see all kind of freak
From icky sticky bitches to fetish friendly tricks When I go out, some like to get me drunk and wild But the only thing you get tonight is my fucking drink tab! Yes I'm like hot chick that you can't even touch I'm like this cold ass bitch and I ain't ready to suck Uffie is here, the boys are screaming and the club is packed. And this one is for all my ladies who like to shake it like that. So get your ass on the floor, down to the floor Touch your ass on the floor, down to the floor Touch your ass on the floor, down to the floor Touch your ass on the floor, down to the floor Touch your ass on the floor, down to the floor Tap your funky dancing shoes I can't hear, I want more! Don't you stop, yes I want to see you're getting hot Uffie's got the hottest tracks And this shit on lock You let me kick up the sound So I'm tearing the sound You can spin a little faster I'm still ripping the song They call me Uff Yes, I'm young but I aint giving a fuck If you got beef I thought you knew I am ready fuck, oh! If you be stopped, no we stopped the rock so Viciously that you don't even want us to stop I can't sit, dance, and shake on this I don't take no shit But it sounds a little fresher when the Uffie rock the beat In the club, I'm tired of hearing the same old shit With all the dancing crap, it's just a load of hits Where is the sound I like to hear that gets me shaking my ass? I like an electronic beat with a vocal that kick ass I mean I'm like the 2Live Crew band from the U.S.A. Cuz my first track is like a commercial for N.R.A. But I kill rape-walking Europeans on this club scene I push my dirty ____ dick cuz it is too fucking clean I'd like to have another drink I want to party hard. Maybe roll out the fucking weed we gonna party hard, 'Till the sunrise, we gonna get all sticky and shit. But you don't care as long as me and DJ Feadz drop the heat. I'm like hot chick that you can't even touch I'm like hot chick that you can't even touch I'm like hot chick that you can't even touch I'm like hot chick that you can't even touch I'm like hot chick that you can't even touch I'm like hot chick that you can't even touch I'm like hot chick that you can't even touch I'm like hot chick that you can't even touch |
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from Uffie - Pop The Glock (Remixes) [single] (2009)
Mc am i people call me uff
when i rock the party you bust a nut feadz is breaking out the beat shit be hotte than me me and he our crews a militia better watch out my clan gets vicious bad ass bitch im rated x im gifted aint gotta sell sex cross the beach onto the street gotta work hard no room to cheat crunk n grime thats my bloodline feadz is mixin uffies shoutin uff is bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you stop hatin and playin hard i got a loaded bodygaurd dont make him pull out the glock and pop uffies gonna make this shit rock like do do i like boys call on me when they feel freaky hot i run this show you got to slow pick up the pace with you cracked out face uffies bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you beat my ryhme if you can yea you talk shit think i care my style in this flow is confusin cause ya dont know pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock the glock you pop sound like twista fast as hell i rock this beat you know damn well gonna make it to the top spit this shit till you drop down low is where ya keep it boy dont let anyone know gonna tear you down underneath you just a clown time everyone see what you really be play the game the game gets played i got a man and he goes by feadz play the game the game gets played i got a man and he goes by feadz uff is bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you beat my ryhme if you can yea ya talk shit think i care my style in this flow is confusin cause ya dont know pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop uff is bangin uff is bangin uff is bangin feadz is bangin uff is bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll uff is bangin feadz is bangin uff is bangin feadz is bangin me and he our crews a militia better watch out my clan gets vicious thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you stop hatin and playin hard i got a loaded bodygaurd dont make him pull out the glock and pop uffies gonna make this shit rock like do do i like boys call on me when they feel freaky hot i run this show you got to slow pick up the pace with you cracked out face pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock the glock you pop pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop |
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from Uffie - Pop The Glock (Remixes) [single] (2009)
Mc am i people call me uff
when i rock the party you bust a nut feadz is breaking out the beat shit be hotte than me me and he our crews a militia better watch out my clan gets vicious bad ass bitch im rated x im gifted aint gotta sell sex cross the beach onto the street gotta work hard no room to cheat crunk n grime thats my bloodline feadz is mixin uffies shoutin uff is bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you stop hatin and playin hard i got a loaded bodygaurd dont make him pull out the glock and pop uffies gonna make this shit rock like do do i like boys call on me when they feel freaky hot i run this show you got to slow pick up the pace with you cracked out face uffies bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you beat my ryhme if you can yea you talk shit think i care my style in this flow is confusin cause ya dont know pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock the glock you pop sound like twista fast as hell i rock this beat you know damn well gonna make it to the top spit this shit till you drop down low is where ya keep it boy dont let anyone know gonna tear you down underneath you just a clown time everyone see what you really be play the game the game gets played i got a man and he goes by feadz play the game the game gets played i got a man and he goes by feadz uff is bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you beat my ryhme if you can yea ya talk shit think i care my style in this flow is confusin cause ya dont know pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop uff is bangin uff is bangin uff is bangin feadz is bangin uff is bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll uff is bangin feadz is bangin uff is bangin feadz is bangin me and he our crews a militia better watch out my clan gets vicious thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you stop hatin and playin hard i got a loaded bodygaurd dont make him pull out the glock and pop uffies gonna make this shit rock like do do i like boys call on me when they feel freaky hot i run this show you got to slow pick up the pace with you cracked out face pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock the glock you pop pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop |
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from Uffie - Pop The Glock (Remixes) [single] (2009)
Mc am i people call me uff
when i rock the party you bust a nut feadz is breaking out the beat shit be hotte than me me and he our crews a militia better watch out my clan gets vicious bad ass bitch im rated x im gifted aint gotta sell sex cross the beach onto the street gotta work hard no room to cheat crunk n grime thats my bloodline feadz is mixin uffies shoutin uff is bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you stop hatin and playin hard i got a loaded bodygaurd dont make him pull out the glock and pop uffies gonna make this shit rock like do do i like boys call on me when they feel freaky hot i run this show you got to slow pick up the pace with you cracked out face uffies bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you beat my ryhme if you can yea you talk shit think i care my style in this flow is confusin cause ya dont know pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock the glock you pop sound like twista fast as hell i rock this beat you know damn well gonna make it to the top spit this shit till you drop down low is where ya keep it boy dont let anyone know gonna tear you down underneath you just a clown time everyone see what you really be play the game the game gets played i got a man and he goes by feadz play the game the game gets played i got a man and he goes by feadz uff is bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you beat my ryhme if you can yea ya talk shit think i care my style in this flow is confusin cause ya dont know pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop uff is bangin uff is bangin uff is bangin feadz is bangin uff is bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll uff is bangin feadz is bangin uff is bangin feadz is bangin me and he our crews a militia better watch out my clan gets vicious thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you stop hatin and playin hard i got a loaded bodygaurd dont make him pull out the glock and pop uffies gonna make this shit rock like do do i like boys call on me when they feel freaky hot i run this show you got to slow pick up the pace with you cracked out face pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock the glock you pop pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop |
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from Uffie - Pop The Glock (Remixes) [single] (2009)
Mc am i people call me uff
when i rock the party you bust a nut feadz is breaking out the beat shit be hotte than me me and he our crews a militia better watch out my clan gets vicious bad ass bitch im rated x im gifted aint gotta sell sex cross the beach onto the street gotta work hard no room to cheat crunk n grime thats my bloodline feadz is mixin uffies shoutin uff is bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you stop hatin and playin hard i got a loaded bodygaurd dont make him pull out the glock and pop uffies gonna make this shit rock like do do i like boys call on me when they feel freaky hot i run this show you got to slow pick up the pace with you cracked out face uffies bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you beat my ryhme if you can yea you talk shit think i care my style in this flow is confusin cause ya dont know pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock the glock you pop sound like twista fast as hell i rock this beat you know damn well gonna make it to the top spit this shit till you drop down low is where ya keep it boy dont let anyone know gonna tear you down underneath you just a clown time everyone see what you really be play the game the game gets played i got a man and he goes by feadz play the game the game gets played i got a man and he goes by feadz uff is bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you beat my ryhme if you can yea ya talk shit think i care my style in this flow is confusin cause ya dont know pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop uff is bangin uff is bangin uff is bangin feadz is bangin uff is bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll uff is bangin feadz is bangin uff is bangin feadz is bangin me and he our crews a militia better watch out my clan gets vicious thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you stop hatin and playin hard i got a loaded bodygaurd dont make him pull out the glock and pop uffies gonna make this shit rock like do do i like boys call on me when they feel freaky hot i run this show you got to slow pick up the pace with you cracked out face pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock the glock you pop pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop |
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from Uffie 1집 - Sex Dreams & Denim Jeans (2010)
Sometimes I wake up in my bed
And I don't know where I've been Heart tells me I trip to a cloud nine Headache says that things just take I wake up in the valley of dolls and walls surrounding me Blonde ambitions, offerin mother's little yellow helpers Helpers helpers, helpers Country club martini crew Extra olives just won't do Valium makes your soul get higher And enables faking fire Queen bees lose to wasps Ritalin filled debutante When you don't like what you see Hiding's easy in a SUV Uffie Schizophrenic, photogenic Psychogenic, hallucinogenic, .............................. Manic depressive aggressive Psycho warps are supersessive Attention deficit disorder Handheld casette recorder ADD (yeah) ADD (yeah) SUV (yeah) SUV (yeah) D-d-d-d-a Pharrell Williams Uh I gotta call my friend Wait a minute, what I say I gotta do again? Minute to minute, I feel like I'm in The movie momento but I don't have a pen Wait a minute hey, hey This the type of beat that make the ghetto girls play Take a hit of haze, it's in the drain You wish you seen p, man you know she couldn't hate That ghetto p, and that ghetto cash My ghetto eyes on her ghetto ass You probably wanna know what planet we on Can't help if I see everything in neon Schizophrenic, photogenic Psychogenic, hallucinogenic, .............................. Manic depressive aggressive Psycho warps are supersessive Attention deficit disorder Handheld casette recorder I know they think that we have lost it My mom keeps tellin me that I should stop it See what I like and I'm gon' cop it ... sh! t, I'm gon' top it With the ADD makes you crazy me They can't see, that's why they blame me Tell the women hi, I dip and dive I skip and fly, I'm a different guy When I open up my eyes Sometimes I don't know where I've been Heart tells me I trip to a cloud nine Headache says that things just sit I'm driving in the suv add takes over me Cruise control, rights for powers So the dolls can clear with nose powder Pull up anekatips to another game Their party host with a malibu barbie Pretty in pink princesses, candy flowers, fresh bushes (skateboard, mirwais) ADD, ADD (ed banger) SUV, SUV (busy p) ADD, ADD (Uffie) SUV, SUV ADD, ADD SUV, SUV (Uffie) |
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from Uffie 1집 - Sex Dreams & Denim Jeans (2010)
I know, I know
You're so tired to hear about what I do About what I smoke What I drink What I cook for my husband All the travels I do All the shit I got for free It's just like it's all about me Me, me, me all the time I so understand you But guess what Me and my stupid flow Me and my MySpace With only three tracks a year And they still talk about me Damn (one, two, three) Let me bust this beat I am the one they call Uff I am the diamond in the rough I came to fuck shit up You know Paris is on the map We got the freshest sound Your kid is digging all our tracks The verses please your mom You might have seen me on the tour With my cowboy boots Kicking the electronic crowd With my hip hop roots I get higher and higher Each time you're playing my track This sound is smacking your ass My voice is touching your heart So bang your head, you silly bitch I know you're feeling the heat The noise is running through your spinal column Down to your feet You've got to let yourself go Uffie is taking you out A place you've never seen before And you might never come back Here is my flight commander suit Your ears might hurt a bit But I'll make sure you get a treat When we fly off this beat It's time to return your seat to the upright position You will find me available to answer your questions That's some damn good crackers you bring here, son Serious, these are the best crackers I've tasted in along time Can you put some cheese on it for me? Throw something at me when it's ready Yes I can give it to you bitch But can you handle this shit You wanna taste the sweetest lips And fly with me on the trip This little Uff is about to make your sleazy dreams come true Even the synth get excited When I'm a put it on you If you are good enough with me I will speak French for you Baby, je voudrais juste te faire l'amour jusqu'au bout La vie est bien trop courte: tu devrais en profiter Je n'ai pas toute la nuit, alors viens m'embrasser I wanna hear you scream my name As you feel the pressure Use the button on your left If you need a doctor Uffie's high up in this bitch And while she gets stronger All you stupid faking fools Copying our own sound |
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from Uffie 1집 - Sex Dreams & Denim Jeans (2010)
Now the records done it's time for fun
We're moving up the charts I got good reviews and brand new shoes Beep beep on my car, beep beep on my car We're moving on my car, we're moving up the charts I got new shoes and brand new car now Ok I got friends in the parts of the world Yup they know my name U-f-f-i-e is heard Two million plays way before my album's coming out So when you hear this track best believe I hit the 5 Givin' props to all my crew my top ten is made of stars We rockin' the planet with feadz in the cosmic car So let this youngester taken you on a hip-hop ride Across the planet techno we gonna make your body slide Charge it, rip it, play it, say it Uffie's got that robot rock oh yeah Play me on every track it sounds dope while you're just not We taken super drow everytime we give the show We go super fast, so this stuff done extra slow Time and time you starin at my pic like a peepin tom I gotta thank tom for myspace where it started from So if you're my friend put your hands up in the air I'm number 1 on the french hip-hop charts in this ...? Now the records done it's time for fun We're moving up the charts I got good reviews and brand new shoes Beep beep on my car, beep beep on my car We're moving on my car, we're moving up the charts I got new shoes and brand new car now Nervous break down, panic attack All this global hoppin has got me out of wack I gotta stand up tall back up at the wall To show them at we do at the Ed Bang ball Hey i'm gone crash your party stay until the dawn I'm gonna drink all your bottles before I go home Uffie is that cutie who leaves your bar empty I'm only 19 and i'm stuper sexy Magazines stalk me like record companies I'll do this photoshoot but I keep the Gucci I like to dress fancy, ima wise chick And I got more stamps in my passport then a post it oh I'm makin the hype yo you know what its like Me and feadz travelin first class and we save your whole night ah ha I got chips yes sir like a computer, The internet is going nuts and im the witch doctor It's time for fun It's time its time for fun We're we're records done It's time for fun We're movin up the charts I got.. brand new car Now the records done it's time for fun We're moving up the charts I got good reviews and brand new shoes Beep beep on my car, beep beep on my car We're moving on my car, we're moving up the charts I got new shoes and brand new car now |
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from Uffie 1집 - Sex Dreams & Denim Jeans (2010)
Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks
Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks It's Difficult-icult-icult-icult I write checks Opening my books of facts Dreaming on a Cadillac I wonder why you pushed me on the front While you stayed in the back They jump all around me They're screaming when they're next to me It's Difficult Sorry I don't know what to say I'm ruining everything you make Maybe i don't feel comfortable When all the lights are set on me It's Difficult Okay I don't want to settle If my boys signed my coochie I I just want to be fine with no jumpers on my mind Bring the bass And Life is too good I don't want to live in fear That's why I ask him I'm not trying to be the best So don't worry if I write rhymes, cause I write checks Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks Difficult-icult-icult-icult I write checks On the I am singing this song I come to take what you own At the end of the day Chase me on the next day If you don't want to play me If I lose You are going down with me If I win You've got eggs in the same basket Writing the check Drugs come free Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks Difficult-icult-icult-icult I write checks Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks Don't worry if I write rhymes, I write checks Difficult-icult-icult-icult I write checks |
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from Uffie 1집 - Sex Dreams & Denim Jeans (2010)
You'll have to say You were the sex dream of my magazine, you blew my mind like no one of the human kind. You were the only one I could ever speak, this secret language between us in the sheets. You made my mind and body so high, you turned this wild child into a lady by night. And when I met you long ago, I was so alone, my heart was beating so fast I had to write this song, and it goes. You make me feel so beautiful, Its like the sun is always shining when you are in control. You are my mister mystery and There's no way I can explain the way you make me feel. Late night loving on your balcony, I'm feeling wobbly in the knees who thought that would be me. You lift me up to where I wanna be, you make everything so clear I can finally see... You are, the one that I always think about. My first love that I made this song about. You know me well and you always make me feel, like I'm the one and I know your love is real. I love it when you whisper in my ear, you say the sweetest things that I wanted to hear. I never thought I would feel this way, and when I leave you in the morning I think of you all day. I feel so peaceful after we make love, I lay with you forever just like the sweetest drug. And the whole world around us stops and stares, it feels so good to fall asleep knowing that you are there.. c!mon! You make me feel so beautiful, It's like the sun is always shining when you are in control. You are my mister mystery and There's no way I can explain the way you make me feel. And when you left me out this day, I thought you will come back anyways... you don't, you don't, you don't... but that's ok, I ain't gonna fall, I gotta get up and roll, that's the way you want it... and I wont help it. I'm off to search a new lover, with my chance I might find better.. I can picture you alone and bitter and with the time.. You'll have to say, "Damn I wonder why I broke up with that cool chick, now I'm wasting all this time looking for girls to meet." You are the one, that I always think about, my first love that I made this song about. You know me well, and you always make me feel. Like I'm the one, and I know your love is real. "I'm so alone, I can get her phone.... I can call her back, and ask her to take me back." Girl: Hello? Guy: Heh yeah it's me Girl: Yea so? Guy: I made a huge mistake Girl: Mmm hmm yeah you did! Ya don't?, ya don't?, ya don't?, Ya don't?, ya don't?, ya don't? Ya don't? |
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from Uffie 1집 - Sex Dreams & Denim Jeans (2010)
I don't know what else to say
I give it away You keep on making me wait But I'm not your slave I waste a shit load of time And I'm on the rush You're playing tricks with my mind And you lie so much I've got my own responsibility I don't need anyone else to take care of but me You are out of my life Why should I work for you Now it's time to handle your own shit as we do I gave you more than one chance To redeem yourself You're still lying to my face You don't give a fuck For you I've built a good life That you don't deserve One day you will pay the price and it's gonna hurt I've got my own responsibility I waited for so long now it's too late to quit I thought you could've changed So we'd make history But I'm fooling myself It's just a fantasy I've got my own I don't need anyone I've got my own I don't need anyone to take care of but me |
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from Uffie 1집 - Sex Dreams & Denim Jeans (2010)
Harmful elements in the air
Symbols crashing everywhere Reaps the field of rice and reeds While the population feeds Junk floats on polluted water An old custom to sell your daughter Would you like number 23? Leave your yens on the counter please La la la la, la la la Whoa, oh La la la la, la la la Whoa, oh Hong Kong Garden Tourists swarm to see your face Confucius has a puzzling grace Disorientated, you enter in Unleashing scent of wild jasmine Slanted eyes meet a new sunrise A race of bodies small in size Chicken chowmein and chopsuey Hong Kong Garden takeaway La la la la, la la la Whoa, oh La la la la, la la la Whoa, oh Hong Kong Garden La la la la, la la la Whoa, oh La la la la, la la la Whoa, oh Hong Kong Garden Whoa, oh Hong Kong Garden |
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from Uffie 1집 - Sex Dreams & Denim Jeans (2010)
Illusion of love
It's better than none Illusion of love It's better than none I try, I try, I try The only thing I have The vacuum on my head The vacuum on my head When I look around A stranger to myself All my friends are gone All my friends are gone I cry, I cry, I cry Until the day I die When my tears fade and dry When my tears fade and dry She filled me up with expressions Of things never dreamed before She filled my heart with impressions Of a world never known She came and gone But the world's not as dark as it seems before Because somehow the essence of her lingers When I leave me alone Because Illusion of love Is better than none Illusion of love Is better than none Oh why, oh why, oh why I can't sleep at night? The sun is too damn bright The sun is too damn bright My head's spinning around With some air in my lungs My essence is my fault My essence is my fault Oh my, oh my, oh my When I look in the mirror I just see smoke and dust I just see smoke and dust Too many days I was praying for her fall Too many nights I was waiting for her call Too many times I was trembling in fear Wasting away every day, waiting to disappear Wasting away every day, waiting to disappear Because She filled me up with expressions Of things never dreamed before She filled my heart with impressions Of a world never known She came and gone But the world's not as dark as it seems before Because somehow the essence of her lingers When I leave me alone Illusion of love Illusion of love Is better than none Is better than none Illusion of love Illusion of love Is better than none Is better than none Illusion of love Illusion of love Is better than none Is better than none Illusion of love (Too many days I was praying) Is better than none (For her fall) Illusion of love (Too many days I was praying) Is better than none (For her fall) Illusion of love (Too many nights I was waiting) Is better than none (For her call) Illusion of love Illusion of love Is better than none |
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from Uffie 1집 - Sex Dreams & Denim Jeans (2010)
I got somethin' mcs can kiss
I got somethin' mcs can kiss When i start to rap I start to rap I sta-sta-sta-sta-start l-li-like this I got somethin' mcs can kiss I got somethin' mcs can kiss When i start to rap I start to rap I sta-sta-sta-sta-start l-li-like this I got somethin' mcs can kiss I got somethin' mcs can kiss Now don't say don't say don't say this I got somethin' mcs can kiss Yeah, i got somethin' mcs can kiss It's a nice bum cheek And it foes like this You fucked with the wrong bitch There's a battle over here I don't care, i quit 'cause there's two kinds of mcs out there There's the ones who rap and the ones who don't care And frankly i don't give a fuck You might be dope on the mic But your music sucks Not me, i've got some dope beats I'm and entertainer Not a lyricist I'm so far from all you cats out there If i get popular, i know that ain't fair I've got 9 million plays and 1200 friends Don't hate the player, man Hate the game I never forced anyone to listen to my music Never sent a bulletin Never posted shit I'm a musical youth And i rule the nation Something is wrong with this generation They just want to play games like gta Eating some junk food And smoke weed all day And when the freaks come out at night They're dancing hard And they're getting high Guess who's making big bucks on this I got something mcs can kiss I got somethin' mcs can kiss I got somethin' mcs can kiss When i start to rap I start to rap I start st-start st-start l-li-like this Now for all the girls who got work out there I wanna see you wave your hands like you just don't care You're looking all dressed up in those fancy clothes I got you dancing as the music goes The club is spinning around To the cowbell sound So stomp your feet and shake the ground Make way for the ladies who are ready to play We're gonna party like it's saturday I got somethin' mcs can kiss I got somethin' mcs can kiss When i start to rap I start to rap I sta-sta-sta-sta-start l-li-like this I got somethin' mcs can kiss I got somethin' mcs can kiss When i start to rap I start to rap I sta-sta-sta-sta-start l-li-like this Yeah uffie's going just a little higher Jump jump until you get tired One for the ladies Two for my dj Three to get ready We've got to let the beat play Four to the floor You can kiss my ass I'm the least working girl in show business Yeah and i come home at 6 While you sleep, we don't quit We still dance on the beat 'cause i don't have any job to attend in the morning No boss on my shoulders to check how i'm doing And maybe that's why i don't do so much I left school to early 'cause i was on the rush Of making my own dough Of doing my homework To travel the whole world To try all kinds of stuff I even tried out to play the saxophone And you'll be the first one to hear how it sounds |
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from Uffie 1집 - Sex Dreams & Denim Jeans (2010)
You wanna talk about it?
(Uh!) Let me talk about it I got the sound that kills and there is nothin like it I came to rock the party You got to work your body We in the dark, no one can see so I can touch your body You know my name, right? I'm kinda famous now I'm takin pictures with my fans and signin tits now I am a rockstar And I party like one In fact I partied like a rockstar before being one Push on the accelerator I like when we drive faster I want to feel the speed This car got what I need No we ain't gonna stop We drivin to the top I don't want to look back I'm choosing the fast track You can practice all you want just to get me I ain't tried to test no one I'm just tryin to quiz me Sometimes what I do is wrong Sometimes I can reach the Higher state of livin cause I'm making you feel free You wanna talk about it? (Uh!) Let me talk about it I got the sound that kills and there is nothing like it I came to rock the party You got to work your body We in the dark, no one can see so I can touch your body Music is the best thing to ever happen to me I'm hooked on that thing Now I'm feeling like a junkie I'll bring your radio dance if you do it with me The U the F-F-F-F-F-I gets better with the big E Right now I don't think anyone is gonna bounce outta here The music got you on the floor We ain't goin nowhere I know you like the way I drop it like the barstool I might be young, but I'm killing like I'm supposed to Dancing like I'm supposed to Party like I'm supposed to Like R. Kelly in the club where I'm supposed to You know we sound so fresh No one can do it best It's just another track No we ain't gonna stop You wanna talk about it? (Uh!) Let me talk about it I got the sound that kills and there is nothin like it I came to rock the party You got to work your body We in the dark, no one can see so I can touch your body |
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from Uffie 1집 - Sex Dreams & Denim Jeans (2010)
i think it's about time sweetheart
for me to clarify a few things i never claimed to be an artist i can't even sing, you know everything happened so fast and i never knew i could get used to it now i'm kind of trapped in something shiny the stakes is so high you know am i worth it all? do you believe in me? they say love lasts three years in three years i've seen a lot all those countries by your side now this time is all behind sharing joy burst in tears even recording makes me burst in tears touring days drinking nights so many people came to see us live we just started up for fun on a mission you know the song you and me just as one few years later i'm all alone oh i would like to let the music tell you, you've been wrong that's our song and maybe one day you will think about all the effort that i've made to make you stay to make you stay write me this sing me that love is the essence of all our tracks now it's gone and stakes is high i end up alone with depths and lies i'm a lost child don't you see taking advantage of this industry i look good you want me buy my cd and google me you work hard i live sweet end of the week we're gonna make a beat oh i would like to let the music tell you, you've been wrong that's our song and maybe one day you will think about all the effort that i've made to make you stay to make you stay don't they know i'm expensive as far as my record sells filling the club on my name all the tickets are gonna sell to my fans i might look like the girl they want to be to my friends i'm this child they're all taking care of me see i never dreamt of that glory to me sounds so wack all this fame all this trash i just want to make some cash in the club as usual in the plane that's for sure on my way to somewhere else it sometimes feel like i'm for sale |
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from Uffie 1집 - Sex Dreams & Denim Jeans (2010)
Mc am i people call me uff
when i rock the party you bust a nut feadz is breaking out the beat shit be hotte than me me and he our crews a militia better watch out my clan gets vicious bad ass bitch im rated x im gifted aint gotta sell sex cross the beach onto the street gotta work hard no room to cheat crunk n grime thats my bloodline feadz is mixin uffies shoutin uff is bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you stop hatin and playin hard i got a loaded bodygaurd dont make him pull out the glock and pop uffies gonna make this shit rock like do do i like boys call on me when they feel freaky hot i run this show you got to slow pick up the pace with you cracked out face uffies bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you beat my ryhme if you can yea you talk shit think i care my style in this flow is confusin cause ya dont know pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock the glock you pop sound like twista fast as hell i rock this beat you know damn well gonna make it to the top spit this shit till you drop down low is where ya keep it boy dont let anyone know gonna tear you down underneath you just a clown time everyone see what you really be play the game the game gets played i got a man and he goes by feadz play the game the game gets played i got a man and he goes by feadz uff is bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you beat my ryhme if you can yea ya talk shit think i care my style in this flow is confusin cause ya dont know pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop uff is bangin uff is bangin uff is bangin feadz is bangin uff is bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll uff is bangin feadz is bangin uff is bangin feadz is bangin me and he our crews a militia better watch out my clan gets vicious thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you stop hatin and playin hard i got a loaded bodygaurd dont make him pull out the glock and pop uffies gonna make this shit rock like do do i like boys call on me when they feel freaky hot i run this show you got to slow pick up the pace with you cracked out face pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock the glock you pop pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop |
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from Uffie 1집 - Sex Dreams & Denim Jeans (2010)
Mc am i people call me uff
when i rock the party you bust a nut feadz is breaking out the beat shit be hotte than me me and he our crews a militia better watch out my clan gets vicious bad ass bitch im rated x im gifted aint gotta sell sex cross the beach onto the street gotta work hard no room to cheat crunk n grime thats my bloodline feadz is mixin uffies shoutin uff is bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you stop hatin and playin hard i got a loaded bodygaurd dont make him pull out the glock and pop uffies gonna make this shit rock like do do i like boys call on me when they feel freaky hot i run this show you got to slow pick up the pace with you cracked out face uffies bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you beat my ryhme if you can yea you talk shit think i care my style in this flow is confusin cause ya dont know pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock the glock you pop sound like twista fast as hell i rock this beat you know damn well gonna make it to the top spit this shit till you drop down low is where ya keep it boy dont let anyone know gonna tear you down underneath you just a clown time everyone see what you really be play the game the game gets played i got a man and he goes by feadz play the game the game gets played i got a man and he goes by feadz uff is bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you beat my ryhme if you can yea ya talk shit think i care my style in this flow is confusin cause ya dont know pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop uff is bangin uff is bangin uff is bangin feadz is bangin uff is bangin feadz is bangin time to get low do the tootsie roll uff is bangin feadz is bangin uff is bangin feadz is bangin me and he our crews a militia better watch out my clan gets vicious thats how we do do it hot and if you understood would you stop hatin and playin hard i got a loaded bodygaurd dont make him pull out the glock and pop uffies gonna make this shit rock like do do i like boys call on me when they feel freaky hot i run this show you got to slow pick up the pace with you cracked out face pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock the glock you pop pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock pop the glock the glock you pop if you outta line its you ill bang pop |
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from Uffie 1집 - Sex Dreams & Denim Jeans (2010)
If you call me at three
Be ready, and let's meet On my way up to the studio I practice on the beat That's my shit I got here You got there Right on time Feadz and j-mat on the track And my voice got to shine All the time Call me uffie Little girl full of static Making money up in here To get back I'm the ying I'm the yang Pacific ocean west side's where i'm at You know where we are going after that After that After that Cruising east with the boat it's where it's at And we stop and get to swim with the sharks With the sharks With the sharks With the sharks I know how to play that I'm arriving at the house with my face a pussycat And the ass You want the big money? I want the big money And i'mma get what i want 'cause i am not a dummy You know you want it shorty, you know you want it baby And i got people working hard just to make it happen This how we do, uffie You got the new uffie And you got right to complain 'cause i am fucking lazy But yeah i look right And yes i smell right I spending money on this shit You know i keep it tight Fuck what you bitches saying I got dope in my brain Fuck what you bitches saying I got dope in my brain Fuck what you bitches saying Fuck what you bitches saying I got dope in my brain I got I got I i got All the bitches screaming And the boys on my back I got all the bitches screaming And the boys on my back I got all the bitches screaming And the boys on my back I got all the bitches screaming And the boys on my back On my back Who says uffie's a dumb bitch? I don't go online I been reading some dumb shit (dismissed!) you bitches mad? Work your palm a weekend To make enough cred to survive the whole month, and (this don't feel like work for me) I bought some clothes and shit Excellency of the material You don't get none of this Oh you're a h&m? I'm paul smith, bitch (ding!) I got a h&e You got an empty fridge, bitch (how long this dude been there?) not me, i eat good Start with fresh orange juice And finish with grey goose (who i gotta fuck to get some cranberries?) You want the life i live Doing nothing illegal But i feel like a thief Give me everything you got, bitch With no guns or knife I'd be the last one here to start up a fight (we're gonna need bodyguards on this one) We came to rock the whole room Give me a loud mic and i'll break up the roof Fuck what you bitches saying I got dope in my brain Fuck what you bitches saying I got dope in my brain Fuck what you bitches saying Fuck what you bitches saying I got dope in my brain I got I got I i got All the bitches screaming And the boys on my back I got all the bitches screaming And the boys on my back I got all the bitches screaming And the boys on my back I got all the bitches screaming And the boys on my back On my back Okay so um, where to park the cadillac It has to be green Green cadillac on the left side Get all set, the stage A alright Now we're gonna need the trained monkeys Can we train 'em to throw some peanuts At the audience when i finish the track Can we do that, does that work? Anyway, how many monkeys do we have? Is it the cute monkeys like in the michael jackson video? Do they have like clothes on and shit Maybe they'll sell other costumes That's funny |
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from Uffie 1집 - Sex Dreams & Denim Jeans (2010)
When I'm driving in the sunshine
Turning up the radio I wonder back to the day When my baby ran away He was sex dreams and denim jeans We used to stay up all night Playing late til it was bright But then he found the guitar And our worlds were pulled far He was sweet as night Marilyn monroe is turning in her grave Our world is truly far from saved It's our youth, we've seen it all Days of whiskey peace and jewelery Are ones who ruled our world Now I lay awake at night Dripping sweat and feeling fat I'm a bleeding heart Find More lyrics at Didn't deserve my affection But he caught my attention Sucked me down to the bottom Where we both got bent I'm a broken arrow Marilyn monroe is turning in her grave Our world is truly far from saved It's our youth, we've seen it all You miss the tales of plastic beauty And a mythical peep Cause when it's like a fly And our nation still had pride We wake up bored as an idiot When I'm driving in the sunshine Turning up the radio I wonder back to the day When my baby ran away He was sex dreams and denim jeans |
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