Tyga Lyrics Faded (Explicit) ft. LIL WAYNE
Tyga Lyrics Faded (Explicit) ft. LIL WAYNE Vevo Music Video Official
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"Faded"
(feat. Lil Wayne)
(feat. Lil Wayne)
(Intro)
I don't give a fuck
{Tyga tyga tyga nice to see you}
[Tyga]
Young Nino, fuck a bitch in a pea coat
Carlito, Scarface, AL Pacino
Bun B do, Pimp C, R-PIDO though
I goes deep in that pussy, Dan Marino
She wanna be the one, fuck her to my own single
Break a bitch heart, no future miss cleo
Snap back, au-au-automatic reload
Flyer than a fucking beatle, you can't beat 'em
Vampire fuck up your evening
I pop up and eat lunch, leave you in the cement
Don't believe it, stripe like a fucking Adidas
The gun selena, give a nigga bieber fever
Real fucking hot, put it in park
Take a shot, higher than a tube sock
You a bop, give me top top, as I load the guap
Man these niggas say I'm fly but to her I'm god
[Hook]
I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
And I don't give a fuck
[Tyga]
Fuck is up, nigga's stomping in my chucks
Yeah, I make it rain, dear, cause I'm all about my bucks
Use the butt I'm in the front, dick up in her cunt
And I put it in her hole, hole in one, putt putt (wahhhhhh)
Super McNasty, why you McLoving
When the bitch call me daddy
Pimp no caddy, she wish she never had me
Treat her like a dog, called the bitch lassy
Young savvy, bang her like Cincinnati
Above average, fly like I'm Aladdin
They bend backwards, throw the pussy at them
I'm Ben Wallace, dunk up in your basket
Balls in the air, no games,
I'm serious, double dare
There's too many bitches,
Why these niggas wanna stare
Patron up in here
Nigga this ain't no beer
[Hook]
I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
And I don't give a fuck
[Lil' Wayne]
Mama, there go that monster
Abracadabra, magic Johnson
My motherfucking doctor
Said I need a doctor
So I called house,
Now I am a pill popper
Faded like skinnys
Young money we winning
I told her if I change
She won't get a penny
Milking that shit, pregnant bitch titties
Bringing home the bacon
I'm fucking miss piggy
Loaded like a semi, semi-naked pictures
She knows my dick, she call it nigga Richard
Prior to me cummin, I had to stick my thumb in
Her ass one time, smell my finger make you vomit
Flyer than a hornet, the shoe fit I worn it
She tried to jack me off, can't beat it, join it
Tunechi, coochie that what she call it,
Flag Scarlett, I killed it, mourn it
[Hook]
Faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
[Lil Wayne:] Young Moolah baby!
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
And I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck
{Tyga tyga tyga nice to see you}
[Tyga]
Young Nino, fuck a bitch in a pea coat
Carlito, Scarface, AL Pacino
Bun B do, Pimp C, R-PIDO though
I goes deep in that pussy, Dan Marino
She wanna be the one, fuck her to my own single
Break a bitch heart, no future miss cleo
Snap back, au-au-automatic reload
Flyer than a fucking beatle, you can't beat 'em
Vampire fuck up your evening
I pop up and eat lunch, leave you in the cement
Don't believe it, stripe like a fucking Adidas
The gun selena, give a nigga bieber fever
Real fucking hot, put it in park
Take a shot, higher than a tube sock
You a bop, give me top top, as I load the guap
Man these niggas say I'm fly but to her I'm god
[Hook]
I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
And I don't give a fuck
[Tyga]
Fuck is up, nigga's stomping in my chucks
Yeah, I make it rain, dear, cause I'm all about my bucks
Use the butt I'm in the front, dick up in her cunt
And I put it in her hole, hole in one, putt putt (wahhhhhh)
Super McNasty, why you McLoving
When the bitch call me daddy
Pimp no caddy, she wish she never had me
Treat her like a dog, called the bitch lassy
Young savvy, bang her like Cincinnati
Above average, fly like I'm Aladdin
They bend backwards, throw the pussy at them
I'm Ben Wallace, dunk up in your basket
Balls in the air, no games,
I'm serious, double dare
There's too many bitches,
Why these niggas wanna stare
Patron up in here
Nigga this ain't no beer
[Hook]
I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
And I don't give a fuck
[Lil' Wayne]
Mama, there go that monster
Abracadabra, magic Johnson
My motherfucking doctor
Said I need a doctor
So I called house,
Now I am a pill popper
Faded like skinnys
Young money we winning
I told her if I change
She won't get a penny
Milking that shit, pregnant bitch titties
Bringing home the bacon
I'm fucking miss piggy
Loaded like a semi, semi-naked pictures
She knows my dick, she call it nigga Richard
Prior to me cummin, I had to stick my thumb in
Her ass one time, smell my finger make you vomit
Flyer than a hornet, the shoe fit I worn it
She tried to jack me off, can't beat it, join it
Tunechi, coochie that what she call it,
Flag Scarlett, I killed it, mourn it
[Hook]
Faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
[Lil Wayne:] Young Moolah baby!
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
My nigga I'm faded faded faded
And I don't give a fuck
Eminem Lyrics No Love (Explicit Version) ft. Lil Wayne
Eminem Lyrics No Love (Explicit Version) ft. Lil Wayne Vevo Music Video Official
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"No Love"
(feat. Lil Wayne)
(feat. Lil Wayne)
Love.
Don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me
No more.
Young Money...
No more.
Love.
[Verse 1 ‒ Lil Wayne:]
Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower
But it's "fuck the world", get a child out her
Yeah, my life a bitch, but you know nothing about her
Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers
I'm rolling Sweets, I'm smoking sour
Married to the game but she broke her vows
That's why my bars are full of broken bottles
And my night stands are full of open Bibles, uh.
I think about more than I forget
But I don't go around fire expecting not to sweat
And these niggas know I lay them down, make them beg
Bitches try to kick me while I'm down: I'll break your leg
Money outweighing problems on a triple beam
I'm sticking to the script, you niggas skipping scenes, uh.
Be good or be good at it
Fucking right I've got my gun, semi-Cartermatic
Yeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it's "fuck what they say"
I'm high as a bitch: up, up and away
Man, I'll come down in a couple of days
OK, you want me up in a cage, then I'll come out in beast mode
I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G-code
It's Weezy motherfucker, blood gang and I'm in bleed mode
All about my dough but I don't even check the peep-hole
So you can keep knocking but won't knock me down
No love lost, no love found
[Hook ‒ Eminem & Lil Wayne:]
It's a little too late to say that you're sorry now
You kicked me when I was down
But what you say just (don't hurt me)
That's right bitch (don't hurt me)
And I don't need you (no more)
Don't want to see you (no more)
Ha, bitch you get (no love)
You showed me nothing but hate
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around (yeah, yeah)
I don't need you (don't hurt me)
That's right (you don't hurt me)
And I don't need you (no more)
Don't want to see you,
Ha, bitch you get (no love, no, no love, no, no love, no, no love)
Ha, bitch you get (no love, no, no love, no, no love)
And I don't need you (no more)
Get em
[Verse 2 ‒ Eminem:]
I'm alive again
More alive than I have been in my whole entire life
I can see these people's ears perk up as I begin
To spaz with the pen, I'm a little bit sicker than most
Shit's finna get thick again
They say the competition is stiff
But I get a hard dick from this shit, now stick it in
I ain't never giving in again
Caution to the wind, complete freedom
Look at these rappers, how I treat them
So why the fuck would I join 'em when I beat 'em
They call me a freak 'cause
I like to spit on these pussies 'fore I eat them
Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage
Where the fuck is Kanye when you need him?
Snatch the mic from him, bitch I'mma let you finish in a minute
Yeah that rap was tight
But I'm 'bout to spit the greatest verse of all time
So you might wanna go back to the lab tonight and um
Scribble out them rhymes you were gonna spit
And start over from scratch and write new ones
But I'm afraid that it ain't gonna make no difference
When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight
It's an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump
From the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow
Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd
You can see the sparks from hot metal
Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game
I so started to rock fellow
When I'm not even in my harshest
You can still get roasted 'cause Marsh is not mellow
Til I'm toppling from the top I'm not going to stop
I'm standing on my Monopoly board
That means I'm on top of my game and it don't stop
Til my hip don't hop anymore (shit)
When you're so good that you can't say it
'Cause it ain't even cool for you to sound cocky anymore (shit)
People just get sick cause you spit
These fools can't drool or dribble a drop anymore
And you can never break my stride
You never slow the momentum at any moment I'm about to blow
You'll never take my pride
Killing the flow, slow venom and the opponent
Is getting no mercy, mark my words
Ain't letting up, relentless
I smell blood, I don't give a fuck: keep giving them hell
Where was you when I fell and needed help up?
You get no love
[Hook ‒ Eminem & Lil Wayne:]
It's a little too late to say that you're sorry now
You kicked me when I was down
But what you say just (don't hurt me)
That's right bitch (don't hurt me)
And I don't need you (no more)
Don't want to see you (no more)
Ha, bitch you get (no love)
You showed me nothing but hate
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around (around)
I don't need you (don't hurt me)
That's right (you don't hurt me)
And I don't need you (no more)
Don't want to see you,
Ha, bitch you get (no love, no, no love, no, no love, no, no love)
Ha, bitch you get (no love, no, no love, no, no love)
And I don't need you (no more)
Bitch, you get (no love)
Don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me
No more.
Young Money...
No more.
Love.
[Verse 1 ‒ Lil Wayne:]
Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower
But it's "fuck the world", get a child out her
Yeah, my life a bitch, but you know nothing about her
Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers
I'm rolling Sweets, I'm smoking sour
Married to the game but she broke her vows
That's why my bars are full of broken bottles
And my night stands are full of open Bibles, uh.
I think about more than I forget
But I don't go around fire expecting not to sweat
And these niggas know I lay them down, make them beg
Bitches try to kick me while I'm down: I'll break your leg
Money outweighing problems on a triple beam
I'm sticking to the script, you niggas skipping scenes, uh.
Be good or be good at it
Fucking right I've got my gun, semi-Cartermatic
Yeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it's "fuck what they say"
I'm high as a bitch: up, up and away
Man, I'll come down in a couple of days
OK, you want me up in a cage, then I'll come out in beast mode
I got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G-code
It's Weezy motherfucker, blood gang and I'm in bleed mode
All about my dough but I don't even check the peep-hole
So you can keep knocking but won't knock me down
No love lost, no love found
[Hook ‒ Eminem & Lil Wayne:]
It's a little too late to say that you're sorry now
You kicked me when I was down
But what you say just (don't hurt me)
That's right bitch (don't hurt me)
And I don't need you (no more)
Don't want to see you (no more)
Ha, bitch you get (no love)
You showed me nothing but hate
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around (yeah, yeah)
I don't need you (don't hurt me)
That's right (you don't hurt me)
And I don't need you (no more)
Don't want to see you,
Ha, bitch you get (no love, no, no love, no, no love, no, no love)
Ha, bitch you get (no love, no, no love, no, no love)
And I don't need you (no more)
Get em
[Verse 2 ‒ Eminem:]
I'm alive again
More alive than I have been in my whole entire life
I can see these people's ears perk up as I begin
To spaz with the pen, I'm a little bit sicker than most
Shit's finna get thick again
They say the competition is stiff
But I get a hard dick from this shit, now stick it in
I ain't never giving in again
Caution to the wind, complete freedom
Look at these rappers, how I treat them
So why the fuck would I join 'em when I beat 'em
They call me a freak 'cause
I like to spit on these pussies 'fore I eat them
Man get these whack cocksuckers off stage
Where the fuck is Kanye when you need him?
Snatch the mic from him, bitch I'mma let you finish in a minute
Yeah that rap was tight
But I'm 'bout to spit the greatest verse of all time
So you might wanna go back to the lab tonight and um
Scribble out them rhymes you were gonna spit
And start over from scratch and write new ones
But I'm afraid that it ain't gonna make no difference
When I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight
It's an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump
From the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow
Set fire to the mic and ignite the crowd
You can see the sparks from hot metal
Cold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game
I so started to rock fellow
When I'm not even in my harshest
You can still get roasted 'cause Marsh is not mellow
Til I'm toppling from the top I'm not going to stop
I'm standing on my Monopoly board
That means I'm on top of my game and it don't stop
Til my hip don't hop anymore (shit)
When you're so good that you can't say it
'Cause it ain't even cool for you to sound cocky anymore (shit)
People just get sick cause you spit
These fools can't drool or dribble a drop anymore
And you can never break my stride
You never slow the momentum at any moment I'm about to blow
You'll never take my pride
Killing the flow, slow venom and the opponent
Is getting no mercy, mark my words
Ain't letting up, relentless
I smell blood, I don't give a fuck: keep giving them hell
Where was you when I fell and needed help up?
You get no love
[Hook ‒ Eminem & Lil Wayne:]
It's a little too late to say that you're sorry now
You kicked me when I was down
But what you say just (don't hurt me)
That's right bitch (don't hurt me)
And I don't need you (no more)
Don't want to see you (no more)
Ha, bitch you get (no love)
You showed me nothing but hate
You ran me into the ground
But what comes around goes around (around)
I don't need you (don't hurt me)
That's right (you don't hurt me)
And I don't need you (no more)
Don't want to see you,
Ha, bitch you get (no love, no, no love, no, no love, no, no love)
Ha, bitch you get (no love, no, no love, no, no love)
And I don't need you (no more)
Bitch, you get (no love)
Enrique Iglesias Lyrics Push ft. Lil Wayne
Enrique Iglesias Lyrics Push ft. Lil Wayne Vevo Music Video Official
"Push"
[Lil' Wayne]
Fly boy yeah right
Hey mamma they call me Wheezy
You should be with me I gotta pocket full of reasons
Baby I can bless you when you ain't even sneezing
I be at your rescue when you don't even need me
I can have you dreaming when you even sleeping
Mamma I can help you get off like the weekend
You said what you wanna do it to the new Enrique
I put this in and put the song on replay
And then she backed it up like
[Enrique]
When you need it
Girl I try to hide it
But I can't escape it oh baby
Please forgive me
When I think of you my thoughts are so x-rated oh baby
Baby I don't give a damn
I know that your man's nowhere in sight oh oh
And your eyes don't tell a lie
I know you wanna come with me tonight
And I'll see you right
But first you gotta
Push push back upon it (girl)
Make me believe you want it
Push push back upon it (girl)
Know I can't go on longing
Push push back upon it (girl)
Go ahead lay it on it (Don't stop)
Don't stop until the morning (girl)
Just keep pushing back on it
Do you want me (You know it)
Do you need me (You know it)
Will you please me (You know it)
Will you tease me (You know it)
Baby I,
I'm the kinda guy that don't get real excited (oh baby)
When you have,
When you have you're private party I hope that I'm invited (oh baby)
Baby I don't give a damn
I know that your man's nowhere in sight whoa (what your man gotta do with me, tell me)
And your eyes don't tell a lie
I know you wanna come with me tonight
And I'll see you right
But first you gotta
Push push back upon it (girl)
Make me believe you want it
Push push back upon it (girl)
Girl I can't go on longing
Push push back upon it (girl)
Go ahead lay it on it (Don't stop)
Don't stop until the morning (girl)
Just keep pushing back on it
[Lil' Wayne]
Now after you back it up just stop
Now drop it like its hot, and pop it like a glock
And stop it like a watch, now move it like
Clockwork
Your body screaming and your booty is an outburst
She wanna do it do it with no delay
I told her I can run it run it just like relay
'cause I'm cool, just like the breeze way
Now push it like salt and PE-PE-PE-A
[Enrique]
Push push back upon it (girl)
Make me believe you want it
Push push back upon it (girl)
Girl I can't go on longing
Push push back upon it (girl)
Go ahead lay it on it (Don't stop)
Don't stop until the morning (girl)
Just keep pushing back on it
Push push back upon it (girl)
Make me believe you want it
Push push back upon it (girl)
Girl I can't go on longing
Push push back upon it (girl)
Go ahead lay it on it (Don't stop)
Don't stop until the morning (girl)
Just keep pushing back on it
Push push (girl) (Mr Morales)
Push push (girl)
Push push (girl)
Push push
Fly boy yeah right
Hey mamma they call me Wheezy
You should be with me I gotta pocket full of reasons
Baby I can bless you when you ain't even sneezing
I be at your rescue when you don't even need me
I can have you dreaming when you even sleeping
Mamma I can help you get off like the weekend
You said what you wanna do it to the new Enrique
I put this in and put the song on replay
And then she backed it up like
[Enrique]
When you need it
Girl I try to hide it
But I can't escape it oh baby
Please forgive me
When I think of you my thoughts are so x-rated oh baby
Baby I don't give a damn
I know that your man's nowhere in sight oh oh
And your eyes don't tell a lie
I know you wanna come with me tonight
And I'll see you right
But first you gotta
Push push back upon it (girl)
Make me believe you want it
Push push back upon it (girl)
Know I can't go on longing
Push push back upon it (girl)
Go ahead lay it on it (Don't stop)
Don't stop until the morning (girl)
Just keep pushing back on it
Do you want me (You know it)
Do you need me (You know it)
Will you please me (You know it)
Will you tease me (You know it)
Baby I,
I'm the kinda guy that don't get real excited (oh baby)
When you have,
When you have you're private party I hope that I'm invited (oh baby)
Baby I don't give a damn
I know that your man's nowhere in sight whoa (what your man gotta do with me, tell me)
And your eyes don't tell a lie
I know you wanna come with me tonight
And I'll see you right
But first you gotta
Push push back upon it (girl)
Make me believe you want it
Push push back upon it (girl)
Girl I can't go on longing
Push push back upon it (girl)
Go ahead lay it on it (Don't stop)
Don't stop until the morning (girl)
Just keep pushing back on it
[Lil' Wayne]
Now after you back it up just stop
Now drop it like its hot, and pop it like a glock
And stop it like a watch, now move it like
Clockwork
Your body screaming and your booty is an outburst
She wanna do it do it with no delay
I told her I can run it run it just like relay
'cause I'm cool, just like the breeze way
Now push it like salt and PE-PE-PE-A
[Enrique]
Push push back upon it (girl)
Make me believe you want it
Push push back upon it (girl)
Girl I can't go on longing
Push push back upon it (girl)
Go ahead lay it on it (Don't stop)
Don't stop until the morning (girl)
Just keep pushing back on it
Push push back upon it (girl)
Make me believe you want it
Push push back upon it (girl)
Girl I can't go on longing
Push push back upon it (girl)
Go ahead lay it on it (Don't stop)
Don't stop until the morning (girl)
Just keep pushing back on it
Push push (girl) (Mr Morales)
Push push (girl)
Push push (girl)
Push push
Chris Brown Lyrics Gimme That (Remix) ft. Lil Wayne
Chris Brown Lyrics Gimme That (Remix) ft. Lil Wayne Vevo Music Video Official
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"Gimme That (Remix)"
(feat. Lil' Wayne)
(feat. Lil' Wayne)
[Intro (Spoken) Lil Wayne]
What it is, Folk.
This right here is the 16 year old phenome, Chris Breezy.
Me, myself, I'm the 23 yr. old CEO
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Young Carter, I'm harder then them other boys.
I ain't even fronting, baby I can take a summer off.
I can break a woman off.
I can take the stomach off, one of my trucks.
Now I'm riding in the goods.
Line it on up, guarantee you get served.
Lil' Chris, said run it,
So I ran and told her.
I'm a cash money young'n,
Bird-man junior.
Just a president, looking for a minor occurrence.
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
The young boy just turned 16 and I got
6 4's and hot bikes that I rock.
Keep 3 or 4 sweeties on my clock,
but all that swinging in that bikini just make him dizzy.
Slow all the traffic down to a complete stop,
'Cause you speaking that slang that I talk.
That sassy tempo with that walk,
May be the reason that all this teenies may never see me.
[Chorus (x2):]
Momma you may be 3 years older but you hot (gimme that)
you be talking like you like what I got (gimme that)
I know you like it how I lean in the 'lac,
you could be in the back saying (gimme, gimme, gimme)
[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
Ma, take a break, let me explain to you,
What ya body got a young boy ready to do.
If you take a chance, and let me put them things on you,
I could show you why I make them straight A's in school.
I'm a HUSTLA!
Trust my frame and age.
Got you thinking that I'm just too young to turn your page.
I can PICTURE!
Us switching lanes in the coupe
With you on the phone screaming my name.
(Chris!)
[Chorus (x2):]
Momma you may be 3 years older but you hot (gimme that)
you be talking like you like what I got (gimme that)
I know you like it how I lean in the 'lac,
you could be in the back saying (gimme, gimme, gimme)
[Breakdown:]
Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp
Girl you serious and I been watching you. (Y'all ready)
Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp
This's what your body's saying
Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp (yeahhhhh) (Y'all ready)
Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp
(Get e'm)
Okay
[Verse 4: Lil' Wayne]
Weezy-baby, baby what it do, I'm try to holla at you.
I ain't upset, but I'll blind you if I smile at you.
You rock'n wit young Chris and the best rapper.
So leave your phone, bring your friends, let the rest happen.
A lil' patron, a lil' hen, I'm on Cavalli Vodka.
I'm in Cavalli jeans, got on Cavalli boxers.
I'm fresher than a newborn.
And um:I can work you out like a futon.
And um:you can leave your birthday suit on,
I'ma leave my boots on.
I'ma leave my jewels on.
Never know what you want.
I'ma leave that tool on.
Never know who home.
I learned that from a Biggy song.
On to a new one.
Some like a redbone.
Ohh I think she like me, she got me on a ringtone.
And I told her, "Get yours, girl and don't you stop."
Now gimme that funk, that gushy stuff.
(OH!)
[Chorus (x2):]
Momma you may be 3 years older but you hot (gimme that)
you be talking like you like what I got (gimme that)
I know you like it how I lean in the 'lac,
you could be in the back saying (gimme, gimme, gimme)
[Outro (Spoken) Chris Brown]
V.A.
Yeah ha,
Yeah ma don't be frontin' like you don't know what's goin' on
Aight, yeah
What it is, Folk.
This right here is the 16 year old phenome, Chris Breezy.
Me, myself, I'm the 23 yr. old CEO
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Young Carter, I'm harder then them other boys.
I ain't even fronting, baby I can take a summer off.
I can break a woman off.
I can take the stomach off, one of my trucks.
Now I'm riding in the goods.
Line it on up, guarantee you get served.
Lil' Chris, said run it,
So I ran and told her.
I'm a cash money young'n,
Bird-man junior.
Just a president, looking for a minor occurrence.
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
The young boy just turned 16 and I got
6 4's and hot bikes that I rock.
Keep 3 or 4 sweeties on my clock,
but all that swinging in that bikini just make him dizzy.
Slow all the traffic down to a complete stop,
'Cause you speaking that slang that I talk.
That sassy tempo with that walk,
May be the reason that all this teenies may never see me.
[Chorus (x2):]
Momma you may be 3 years older but you hot (gimme that)
you be talking like you like what I got (gimme that)
I know you like it how I lean in the 'lac,
you could be in the back saying (gimme, gimme, gimme)
[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
Ma, take a break, let me explain to you,
What ya body got a young boy ready to do.
If you take a chance, and let me put them things on you,
I could show you why I make them straight A's in school.
I'm a HUSTLA!
Trust my frame and age.
Got you thinking that I'm just too young to turn your page.
I can PICTURE!
Us switching lanes in the coupe
With you on the phone screaming my name.
(Chris!)
[Chorus (x2):]
Momma you may be 3 years older but you hot (gimme that)
you be talking like you like what I got (gimme that)
I know you like it how I lean in the 'lac,
you could be in the back saying (gimme, gimme, gimme)
[Breakdown:]
Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp
Girl you serious and I been watching you. (Y'all ready)
Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp
This's what your body's saying
Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp, womp, Wa-womp (yeahhhhh) (Y'all ready)
Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp, womp, Wo-womp
(Get e'm)
Okay
[Verse 4: Lil' Wayne]
Weezy-baby, baby what it do, I'm try to holla at you.
I ain't upset, but I'll blind you if I smile at you.
You rock'n wit young Chris and the best rapper.
So leave your phone, bring your friends, let the rest happen.
A lil' patron, a lil' hen, I'm on Cavalli Vodka.
I'm in Cavalli jeans, got on Cavalli boxers.
I'm fresher than a newborn.
And um:I can work you out like a futon.
And um:you can leave your birthday suit on,
I'ma leave my boots on.
I'ma leave my jewels on.
Never know what you want.
I'ma leave that tool on.
Never know who home.
I learned that from a Biggy song.
On to a new one.
Some like a redbone.
Ohh I think she like me, she got me on a ringtone.
And I told her, "Get yours, girl and don't you stop."
Now gimme that funk, that gushy stuff.
(OH!)
[Chorus (x2):]
Momma you may be 3 years older but you hot (gimme that)
you be talking like you like what I got (gimme that)
I know you like it how I lean in the 'lac,
you could be in the back saying (gimme, gimme, gimme)
[Outro (Spoken) Chris Brown]
V.A.
Yeah ha,
Yeah ma don't be frontin' like you don't know what's goin' on
Aight, yeah
Chris Brown LYRICS Look At Me Now ft. Lil Wayne, Busta Rhymes
Chris Brown LYRICS Look At Me Now ft. Lil Wayne, Busta Rhymes
"Look At Me Now"
(feat. Lil Wayne, Busta Rhymes)
(feat. Lil Wayne, Busta Rhymes)
[Intro: Chris Brown]
I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club
You can't even get in
Hah-aha, leggo
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Yellow model chick
Yellow bottle sipping
Yellow Lamborghini
Yellow top missing
Yeah, yeah
That shit look like a toupee
I get what you get in 10 years, in two days
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J
If you get what I get, what would you say?
She wax it all off, Mr.Miyagi
And them suicide doors, Hari Kari
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I'm getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Lil nigga bigger than gorilla
'Cause I'm killing every nigga that come try to be on my shit
Better cuff your chick if you with her, I can get her
And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick
Oops I said on my dick
I ain't really mean to say on my dick
But since we talking about my dick
All of you haters say hi to it
I'm done
[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
Hell, Breezy
Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling
When you're doing that thing over there homie
Ay ay ay ay ay ay
Let's go!
'Cause I'm feeling like I'm running
And I'm feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away
Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop
'Cause you know I gotta win everyday, day
Go!
See they really really wanna pop me
Just know that you will never flop me
And I know that I can be a little cocky
Oh
You ain't never gonna stop me
Every time I come a nigga gotta set it, then I gotta go, and then I gotta get it
Then I gotta blow, and then I gotta shut out any little thing that nigga think that he be doing
'Cause it doesn't matter, 'cause I'm gonna dadadada
Then I'm gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabing
I gotta do a lot of things, to make it clearer to a couple niggas
That I always win and then I gotta get it again, and again, and then again [breath]
And I be doing it to death and now I move a little foul
A nigga better call a ref, and everybody knows my style
And niggas know that I'm the the best when it come to doing this
And I be banging on my chest, and I bang in the east, and I'm banging in the west
And I come to give you more and I will never give you less
You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press
Do you really wanna know what's next? Let's go
See the way we on it and we all up in the race and you know
We gotta go, now try to keep up with the pace
And we struggle and I hustle and I set it and I get it
And we always gotta do it take it to another place
Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it
And I gotta cut all through this traffic
Just to be at the top of the throne
Better know I gotta have it, have it
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I'm getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker
[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]
Man fuck these bitch ass niggas, how y'all doin'?
I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges
I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit, no I'm pollution, no substitution
Got a bitch that play in movies in my Jacuzzi, pussy juicy
I never gave a fuck about a hater, got money on my radar
Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with an elevator
You niggas ain't eatin', fuck it, tell a waiter
Marley said, "Shoot 'em," and I said, "OK"
If you want that bullshit then I'm like "Olé"
I don't care what you say, so don't even speak
Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil
That's word to my flag, and my flag red
I'm out of my head, bitch I'm outta my mind, from the bottom I climb
You ain't hotter than mine, nope, not on my time and I'm not even trying
What's poppin' Slime? Nothin' five, and if they trippin' fuck 'em five
I ain't got no time to shuck and jive, these niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie
Ciroc and Sprite on a private flight,
Bitch I've been tight since "Guiding light",
And my pockets right, and my diamonds white
And my momma's nice and my daddy's dead
You faggots scared 'cause I'm too wild, been here for a while
I was like fuck trial I puts it down
I'm so Young Money, if you got eyes look at me now, bitch
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I'm getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, I'm fresher than a motherfucker
[Outro: Chris Brown]
Okay, okay
Is that right?
I'm fresher than a motherfucker
I don't see how you can hate from outside of the club
You can't even get in
Hah-aha, leggo
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Yellow model chick
Yellow bottle sipping
Yellow Lamborghini
Yellow top missing
Yeah, yeah
That shit look like a toupee
I get what you get in 10 years, in two days
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J
If you get what I get, what would you say?
She wax it all off, Mr.Miyagi
And them suicide doors, Hari Kari
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I'm getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Lil nigga bigger than gorilla
'Cause I'm killing every nigga that come try to be on my shit
Better cuff your chick if you with her, I can get her
And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick
Oops I said on my dick
I ain't really mean to say on my dick
But since we talking about my dick
All of you haters say hi to it
I'm done
[Verse 3: Busta Rhymes]
Hell, Breezy
Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling
When you're doing that thing over there homie
Ay ay ay ay ay ay
Let's go!
'Cause I'm feeling like I'm running
And I'm feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away
Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop
'Cause you know I gotta win everyday, day
Go!
See they really really wanna pop me
Just know that you will never flop me
And I know that I can be a little cocky
Oh
You ain't never gonna stop me
Every time I come a nigga gotta set it, then I gotta go, and then I gotta get it
Then I gotta blow, and then I gotta shut out any little thing that nigga think that he be doing
'Cause it doesn't matter, 'cause I'm gonna dadadada
Then I'm gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabing
I gotta do a lot of things, to make it clearer to a couple niggas
That I always win and then I gotta get it again, and again, and then again [breath]
And I be doing it to death and now I move a little foul
A nigga better call a ref, and everybody knows my style
And niggas know that I'm the the best when it come to doing this
And I be banging on my chest, and I bang in the east, and I'm banging in the west
And I come to give you more and I will never give you less
You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press
Do you really wanna know what's next? Let's go
See the way we on it and we all up in the race and you know
We gotta go, now try to keep up with the pace
And we struggle and I hustle and I set it and I get it
And we always gotta do it take it to another place
Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it
And I gotta cut all through this traffic
Just to be at the top of the throne
Better know I gotta have it, have it
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I'm getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker
[Verse 4: Lil Wayne]
Man fuck these bitch ass niggas, how y'all doin'?
I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges
I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit, no I'm pollution, no substitution
Got a bitch that play in movies in my Jacuzzi, pussy juicy
I never gave a fuck about a hater, got money on my radar
Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with an elevator
You niggas ain't eatin', fuck it, tell a waiter
Marley said, "Shoot 'em," and I said, "OK"
If you want that bullshit then I'm like "Olé"
I don't care what you say, so don't even speak
Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil
That's word to my flag, and my flag red
I'm out of my head, bitch I'm outta my mind, from the bottom I climb
You ain't hotter than mine, nope, not on my time and I'm not even trying
What's poppin' Slime? Nothin' five, and if they trippin' fuck 'em five
I ain't got no time to shuck and jive, these niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie
Ciroc and Sprite on a private flight,
Bitch I've been tight since "Guiding light",
And my pockets right, and my diamonds white
And my momma's nice and my daddy's dead
You faggots scared 'cause I'm too wild, been here for a while
I was like fuck trial I puts it down
I'm so Young Money, if you got eyes look at me now, bitch
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I'm getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, I'm fresher than a motherfucker
[Outro: Chris Brown]
Okay, okay
Is that right?
I'm fresher than a motherfucker
Chris Brown LYRICS Look At Me Now ft. Lil Wayne, Busta Rhymes VEVO MUSIC VIDEO OFFICIAL
Drake LYRICS The Motto (Edited) ft. Lil Wayne, Tyga
Drake LYRICS The Motto (Edited) ft. Lil Wayne, Tyga
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"The Motto (Remix)"
(feat. Lil Wayne & Tyga)
(feat. Lil Wayne & Tyga)
[Drake:]
I’m the fuckin man, you don’t get it do ya?
Type of money everybody acting like they knew ya
Go Uptown, New York City Biiitch
Some Spanish girls love me like I’m Aventura
Tell Uncle Luke I’m out in Miami too
Clubbing hard, Fuckin’ women ain’t much to do
Wrist blang, got a condo up in Biscayne
Still getting brain from a thang, ain’t shit changed
How you feel? how you feel? how you feel?
Twenty five sittin’ on 25 mil uhh
I’m in the building and I’m feeling myself
Rest in peace Mac Dre, I’mma do it for the Bay, okay
Getting paid well holla whenever that stop
My team good, we don’t really need a mascot
Tell Tune “light one, pass it like a relay”
YMCMB you niggas more YMCA
Me, Freddie, Marley Marl at the cribbo
Shout goes out to Niko, Jay and Chubbo, shout to Gibo
We got Santa Margarita by the liter
She know even if I'm fuckin with her, I don’t really need her
Aohhh, That’s how you feel man?
That’s really how you feel?
Cause the pimpin’ ice cold, all these bitches wanna chill
I mean maybe she won’t
Then again maybe she will
I can almost guarantee she know the deal,
Real nigga what's up?
[Drake - Chorus:]
Now she want a photo
You already know though
You only live once: that’s the motto nigga YOLO and
We bout it every day, every day, every day
Like we sittin’ on the bench, nigga we don’t really play
Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say
Can’t see 'em 'cause the money in the way
Real nigga what's up?
[Lil Wayne:]
One, time fuck one time
I’m calling niggas out like the umpire
Seven, grams in the blunt
Almost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her butt
It’s Eastside, we in this bitch
Wish a nigga would like a tree in this bitch
And if a leaf fall put some weed in that bitch
That’s my MO add a B to that shit
I’m fucked up, torn down
I’m twisted: door knob
Talk stupid, off with your head!
Nigga money talks and Mr Ed! Yea!
I’m so Young Money got a drum on the gun
Energizer bunny
Funny how honey ain’t sweet like sugar
Ain’t shit sweet niggas on the street like hookers
I tongue kiss her other tongue
Skeet skeet skeet: water gun
Oh my God, Becky, look at her butt! Tunechi
[Drake - Chorus:]
Now she want a photo
You already know though
You only live once: that’s the motto nigga YOLO and
We bout it every day, every day, every day
Like we sittin on the bench, nigga we don’t really play
Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say
Can’t see 'em 'cause the money in the way
Real nigga what's up what's up what's up
[Tyga:]
T Raw, skinny nigga big balls
Fuck around get dragged, Ru Paul
You a funny little nigga, Duval
Out of this world, Total Recall
Call a bitch raw dick let her see-saw
Sorta like a donkey like an ass nigga he-haw
Ridin round in the 'rari with the top off
While you in the window man I'm probably on my next car
Ay! Mighty duck with the ice on
Real L.A. nigga trucks with the gun drawn
Drawin on your face you a clown jack in the box
Boy that's your bop she my new poom poom star
Stars in the back and my homies they don't act
Actin brand new fuck her never call her back
Matt Forte got the bitch running back
Man that's the motto you ain't know it's like that?
[Drake - Chorus:]
Now she want a photo
You already know though
You only live once: that’s the motto nigga YOLO and
We bout it every day, every day, every day
Like we sittin on the bench, nigga we don’t really play
Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say
Can’t see 'em 'cause the money in the way
Real nigga what's up what's up what's up
I’m the fuckin man, you don’t get it do ya?
Type of money everybody acting like they knew ya
Go Uptown, New York City Biiitch
Some Spanish girls love me like I’m Aventura
Tell Uncle Luke I’m out in Miami too
Clubbing hard, Fuckin’ women ain’t much to do
Wrist blang, got a condo up in Biscayne
Still getting brain from a thang, ain’t shit changed
How you feel? how you feel? how you feel?
Twenty five sittin’ on 25 mil uhh
I’m in the building and I’m feeling myself
Rest in peace Mac Dre, I’mma do it for the Bay, okay
Getting paid well holla whenever that stop
My team good, we don’t really need a mascot
Tell Tune “light one, pass it like a relay”
YMCMB you niggas more YMCA
Me, Freddie, Marley Marl at the cribbo
Shout goes out to Niko, Jay and Chubbo, shout to Gibo
We got Santa Margarita by the liter
She know even if I'm fuckin with her, I don’t really need her
Aohhh, That’s how you feel man?
That’s really how you feel?
Cause the pimpin’ ice cold, all these bitches wanna chill
I mean maybe she won’t
Then again maybe she will
I can almost guarantee she know the deal,
Real nigga what's up?
[Drake - Chorus:]
Now she want a photo
You already know though
You only live once: that’s the motto nigga YOLO and
We bout it every day, every day, every day
Like we sittin’ on the bench, nigga we don’t really play
Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say
Can’t see 'em 'cause the money in the way
Real nigga what's up?
[Lil Wayne:]
One, time fuck one time
I’m calling niggas out like the umpire
Seven, grams in the blunt
Almost drowned in her pussy so I swam to her butt
It’s Eastside, we in this bitch
Wish a nigga would like a tree in this bitch
And if a leaf fall put some weed in that bitch
That’s my MO add a B to that shit
I’m fucked up, torn down
I’m twisted: door knob
Talk stupid, off with your head!
Nigga money talks and Mr Ed! Yea!
I’m so Young Money got a drum on the gun
Energizer bunny
Funny how honey ain’t sweet like sugar
Ain’t shit sweet niggas on the street like hookers
I tongue kiss her other tongue
Skeet skeet skeet: water gun
Oh my God, Becky, look at her butt! Tunechi
[Drake - Chorus:]
Now she want a photo
You already know though
You only live once: that’s the motto nigga YOLO and
We bout it every day, every day, every day
Like we sittin on the bench, nigga we don’t really play
Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say
Can’t see 'em 'cause the money in the way
Real nigga what's up what's up what's up
[Tyga:]
T Raw, skinny nigga big balls
Fuck around get dragged, Ru Paul
You a funny little nigga, Duval
Out of this world, Total Recall
Call a bitch raw dick let her see-saw
Sorta like a donkey like an ass nigga he-haw
Ridin round in the 'rari with the top off
While you in the window man I'm probably on my next car
Ay! Mighty duck with the ice on
Real L.A. nigga trucks with the gun drawn
Drawin on your face you a clown jack in the box
Boy that's your bop she my new poom poom star
Stars in the back and my homies they don't act
Actin brand new fuck her never call her back
Matt Forte got the bitch running back
Man that's the motto you ain't know it's like that?
[Drake - Chorus:]
Now she want a photo
You already know though
You only live once: that’s the motto nigga YOLO and
We bout it every day, every day, every day
Like we sittin on the bench, nigga we don’t really play
Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say
Can’t see 'em 'cause the money in the way
Real nigga what's up what's up what's up
Drake LYRICS The Motto (Edited) ft. Lil Wayne, Tyga VEVO MUSIC VIDEO OFFICIAL
Chris Brown LYRICS Loyal (Explicit) ft. Lil Wayne, Tyga
Chris Brown LYRICS Loyal (Explicit) ft. Lil Wayne, Tyga
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"Loyal"
(feat. Lil Wayne, Tyga)
(feat. Lil Wayne, Tyga)
[Intro — Lil Wayne & Chris Brown:]
Young mula, baby (let me see)!
Ha ha, you thought it was over?
(let me see)
[Verse 1 — Lil Wayne:]
I wasn't born last night
I know these hoes ain't right
But you was blowing up her phone last night
But she ain't have her ringer nor her ring on last night, oh
Nigga, that's that nerve
Why give a bitch your heart
When she rather have a purse?
Why give a bitch your inch
When she rather have nine?
You know how the game goes
She be mine by half time, I'm the shit, oh
Nigga, that's that nerve
You all about her, and she all about hers
Birdman Junior in this bitch, no flamingos
And I done did everything but trust these hoes
(CB fuck with me!)
[Hook — Chris Brown:]
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
[Bridge — Chris Brown:]
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga's bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches
[Verse 2 — Chris Brown:]
Got a white girl with some fake titties
I took her to The Bay with me
Eyes closed smoking marijuana
Rolling up that Bob Marley, I'm a rasta
She wanna do drugs, smoke weed, get drunk
She wanna see a nigga trap
She wanna fuck all the rappers
[Hook]
[Verse 3 — Chris Brown:]
Black girl with a big booty
If she a bad bitch, let's get to it (right away)
We up in this club
Bring me the bottles
I know, girl, that you came in this bitch with your man
That's a no-no, girl
All this money in the air
I wanna see you dance
[Bridge]
[Hook]
[Verse 4 — Tyga:]
Uh
Rich young nigga
Name got bigger and my change got bigger
So my chains got bigger
Ferrari, Jaguar, switching four lanes
With the top down screaming out, "Money ain't a thing!"
Ha, me and CB in the bay with her
I send her back home so you can lay with her
Okay, let's talk about this ice that I'm carrying
All these karats like I'm a fucking vegetarian
Shout-out Weezy F., keep a red bone wet
Rose Rolex, hoes on deck
She know I got a cheque
Do it too good when she ride that dick
Man I wouldn't trust that bitch
No!
[Verse 5 — Chris Brown:]
Come on, come on, girl
Why you fronting?
Baby, show me something
When I call her, she gon' leave
And I bet that bottom dollar she gon' cheat
Come on, come on, girl
Why you fronting?
Baby, show me something
You just spent your bread on her
And it's all for nothing
[Hook]
Young mula, baby (let me see)!
Ha ha, you thought it was over?
(let me see)
[Verse 1 — Lil Wayne:]
I wasn't born last night
I know these hoes ain't right
But you was blowing up her phone last night
But she ain't have her ringer nor her ring on last night, oh
Nigga, that's that nerve
Why give a bitch your heart
When she rather have a purse?
Why give a bitch your inch
When she rather have nine?
You know how the game goes
She be mine by half time, I'm the shit, oh
Nigga, that's that nerve
You all about her, and she all about hers
Birdman Junior in this bitch, no flamingos
And I done did everything but trust these hoes
(CB fuck with me!)
[Hook — Chris Brown:]
When a rich nigga want you
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
[Bridge — Chris Brown:]
Just got rich
Took a broke nigga's bitch
I can make a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke bitches
[Verse 2 — Chris Brown:]
Got a white girl with some fake titties
I took her to The Bay with me
Eyes closed smoking marijuana
Rolling up that Bob Marley, I'm a rasta
She wanna do drugs, smoke weed, get drunk
She wanna see a nigga trap
She wanna fuck all the rappers
[Hook]
[Verse 3 — Chris Brown:]
Black girl with a big booty
If she a bad bitch, let's get to it (right away)
We up in this club
Bring me the bottles
I know, girl, that you came in this bitch with your man
That's a no-no, girl
All this money in the air
I wanna see you dance
[Bridge]
[Hook]
[Verse 4 — Tyga:]
Uh
Rich young nigga
Name got bigger and my change got bigger
So my chains got bigger
Ferrari, Jaguar, switching four lanes
With the top down screaming out, "Money ain't a thing!"
Ha, me and CB in the bay with her
I send her back home so you can lay with her
Okay, let's talk about this ice that I'm carrying
All these karats like I'm a fucking vegetarian
Shout-out Weezy F., keep a red bone wet
Rose Rolex, hoes on deck
She know I got a cheque
Do it too good when she ride that dick
Man I wouldn't trust that bitch
No!
[Verse 5 — Chris Brown:]
Come on, come on, girl
Why you fronting?
Baby, show me something
When I call her, she gon' leave
And I bet that bottom dollar she gon' cheat
Come on, come on, girl
Why you fronting?
Baby, show me something
You just spent your bread on her
And it's all for nothing
[Hook]
Chris Brown LYRICS Loyal (Explicit) ft. Lil Wayne, Tyga Vevo Music Video Official
LIL WAYNE LYRICS Mirror ft. Bruno Mars Vevo Music Video Official HD
LIL WAYNE LYRICS Mirror ft. Bruno Mars Vevo Music Video Official HD
"Mirror"
(feat. Bruno Mars)
(feat. Bruno Mars)
[Lil Wayne:]
Uh
With everything happening today
You don't know whether you're coming or going
But you think that you're on your way
Life lined up on the mirror don't blow it, woo.
Look at me when I'm talking to you
You looking at me but I'm looking through you
I see the blood in your eyes
I see the love in disguise
I see the pain hidden in your pride
I see you're not satisfied
And I don't see nobody else
I see myself I'm looking at the...
[Bruno Mars:]
Mirror on the wall ([Wayne:] Ooh), here we are again ([Wayne:] Yeah)
Through my rise and fall ([Wayne:] Uh)
You've been my only friend ([Wayne:] Yeah)
You told me that they can understand the man I am
So why are we here talkin' to each other again?
[Lil Wayne:]
Uh, I see the truth in your lies
I see nobody by your side
But I'm with you when you are all alone
And you correct me when I'm looking wrong
I see the guilt beneath the shame
I see your soul through your window pane
I see the scars that remain
I see you Wayne, I'm looking at the...
[Bruno Mars:]
Mirror on the wall, here we are again ([Wayne:] Yeah)
Through my rise and fall ([Wayne:] Uh-Huh)
You've been my only friend ([Wayne:] my only friend)
You told me that they can understand the man I am ([Wayne:] they can understand)
So why are we here ([Wayne:] misunderstood) talkin' to each other again?
[Lil Wayne:]
Looking at me now I can see my past
Damn, I look just like my fucking dad
Light it up, that's smoke in mirrors
I even look good in the broken mirror
I see my momma smile – that's a blessing
I see the change, I see the message
And no message could've been any clearer
So I'm startin' with the man in the...
[Bruno Mars:]
Mirror on the wall,
[Lil Wayne:]
MJ taught me that.
[Bruno Mars:]
Here we are again
Through my rise and fall
You've been my only friend
[Lil Wayne:]
Take 'em to Mars man
[Bruno Mars:]
You told me that they can understand the man I am
So why are we talkin' to each other again?
[Lil Wayne:]
Uh...
[Bruno Mars:]
Mirror on the wall ([Wayne:] Ooh), here we are again ([Wayne:] Yeah)
Through my rise and fall
You've been my only friend ([Wayne:] Any questions?)
You told me that they can ([Wayne:] I come to you) understand the man I am ([Wayne:] You always have the answer)
So why are we here talkin' to each other again?
[Bruno Mars:]
Mirror on the wall.
[Wayne:]
Ay, B.P.
Looks like I did take 'em to Mars this time
[Bruno Mars:]
So why are we talking to each other again?
Uh
With everything happening today
You don't know whether you're coming or going
But you think that you're on your way
Life lined up on the mirror don't blow it, woo.
Look at me when I'm talking to you
You looking at me but I'm looking through you
I see the blood in your eyes
I see the love in disguise
I see the pain hidden in your pride
I see you're not satisfied
And I don't see nobody else
I see myself I'm looking at the...
[Bruno Mars:]
Mirror on the wall ([Wayne:] Ooh), here we are again ([Wayne:] Yeah)
Through my rise and fall ([Wayne:] Uh)
You've been my only friend ([Wayne:] Yeah)
You told me that they can understand the man I am
So why are we here talkin' to each other again?
[Lil Wayne:]
Uh, I see the truth in your lies
I see nobody by your side
But I'm with you when you are all alone
And you correct me when I'm looking wrong
I see the guilt beneath the shame
I see your soul through your window pane
I see the scars that remain
I see you Wayne, I'm looking at the...
[Bruno Mars:]
Mirror on the wall, here we are again ([Wayne:] Yeah)
Through my rise and fall ([Wayne:] Uh-Huh)
You've been my only friend ([Wayne:] my only friend)
You told me that they can understand the man I am ([Wayne:] they can understand)
So why are we here ([Wayne:] misunderstood) talkin' to each other again?
[Lil Wayne:]
Looking at me now I can see my past
Damn, I look just like my fucking dad
Light it up, that's smoke in mirrors
I even look good in the broken mirror
I see my momma smile – that's a blessing
I see the change, I see the message
And no message could've been any clearer
So I'm startin' with the man in the...
[Bruno Mars:]
Mirror on the wall,
[Lil Wayne:]
MJ taught me that.
[Bruno Mars:]
Here we are again
Through my rise and fall
You've been my only friend
[Lil Wayne:]
Take 'em to Mars man
[Bruno Mars:]
You told me that they can understand the man I am
So why are we talkin' to each other again?
[Lil Wayne:]
Uh...
[Bruno Mars:]
Mirror on the wall ([Wayne:] Ooh), here we are again ([Wayne:] Yeah)
Through my rise and fall
You've been my only friend ([Wayne:] Any questions?)
You told me that they can ([Wayne:] I come to you) understand the man I am ([Wayne:] You always have the answer)
So why are we here talkin' to each other again?
[Bruno Mars:]
Mirror on the wall.
[Wayne:]
Ay, B.P.
Looks like I did take 'em to Mars this time
[Bruno Mars:]
So why are we talking to each other again?
LIL WAYNE LYRICS Mirror ft. Bruno Mars Vevo Music Video Official HD
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