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2 Chainz – OG Kush Diet (Pretty Girls Like Trap Music Album)

[Intro]
Sunbathing with a Rollie on, tan all on my tattoos
All my 16s cashews, V12 when I pass you
Reminiscing about the Motorollas
Weed stronger than a Coca-Cola
Wait up, bitch, hold up, hold up
You ain’t there to hold the pole up

[Chorus]
OG kush diet, OG kush diet
OG kush diet, OG kush diet
My partna just died, my partna just died
Nothin’ else to do but get high, fuck

[Verse 1]
I’m ’bout to pour out some liquor
I’m ’bout to pour out some lean
I got blue cheese in my jeans
I bought my queen Celine
I got my team Supreme
It ain’t no in between
You either in or you out, I took a different route
I had to figure it out, I went to picking them out, you, you

[Refrain]
Fuck what you thinking, fuck what you thinking
Come to the bank, come through like Brinks
I might take a can of paint and go paint the white house
I might take a can of paint and go paint the white house

[Verse 2]
Presidential prolly tickled, laughing ’bout who popped the pistol
That’s the issue, just got a rental, just for instrumentals
I’ma keep the bitch ’til December
And park it on Broadway, away from the hallway
Away from the ‘partments, away from the arcades
We don’t play games with them boys
We bring the pain to them boys
I caught a plane with them boys
I taught the game to them boys
I am ashamed of them boys
Blame it on fame, blame it on whatever you wanna blame
I’m smart and insane, imagine a genius that don’t have a brain
That live off of resources, that learned off of geek sources
I do play with 3 persons, I got it from researching
I’m fresher than detergent, I’m fresher than each person
I walk out and eat Church’s, gig without rehearsing
Watch how I resurface, watch how I rework it, gas
Im fresher than detergent, I’m fresher than each person
I walk out and eat churches, gig without rehearsing
Watch how I resurface, watch how i rework it, Gas

[Chorus]
OG kush diet, OG kush diet
OG kush diet, OG kush diet
My partna just died, my partna just died
Nothin’ else to do but get high, fuck

[Refrain]
Fuck what you thinking, fuck what you thinking
Come to the bank, come through like Brinks
I might take a can of paint and go paint the white house
I might take a can of paint and go paint the white house

[Verse 3]
Yeah, your favorite rapper’s got no talent
Homeboy got coke habits
Used to drive a Porsche ’til I found out it was made by Volkswagen
This here is a toe tag ’em, Tity Boi gon’ and toe tag ’em
Go ahead, hook they ass up to the tow truck
Let them know this a throat slashing
Your baby mama got no passion
Her best friend act old fashioned
Tell her take them panties off when she walk around my boat laughing
I’m V.I.P. at the yacht club, nigga you look like you not loved
Stars in my double R so clean I drive in white gloves
Sea bass with the white sauce, hopped out, get wiped off
Presence been felt everywhere
Except let me see, yeah the White House
Space age like 8 ball, MJG, Nate Dogg
Sippin’ quavo, ridin’ offsets, guess I’m ’bout to take off

[Chorus]
OG kush diet, OG kush diet
OG kush diet, OG kush diet
My partna just died, my partna just died
Nothin’ else to do but get high, fuck

[Refrain]
Fuck what you thinking, fuck what you thinking
Come to the bank, come through like Brinks
I might take a can of paint and go paint the white house
I might take a can of paint and go paint the white house

GoldLink – Pray Everyday (Survivor’s Guilt)

[Hook]
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam

[Verse 1]
Hold my black nina in the sky shoot it high
Maybe hit an angel watch it fall down, fam
Free the whole posse, free the guys
All my life been addicted to the pussy that’s my vice, yeah
Drinkin’ drinkin’ drinkin’ all my problems
I don’t need nobody, I just need my bottle that’s for certain
Put the pussy on the pedestal
I don’t got no industry friends, cause I’m rude
So I told myself

[Hook]
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam

[Verse 2]
Momma pray everyday, head straight
Kept my head right, round my whole state
You know you gon’ have to keep a bad bitch
You know that the younger niggas look at you
Ride with a nigga, yeah they feel you
Cactus for my Citron, know I had to
But the music business think that you gon’ take our chance nigga
Pass Kanye, and be the man, cool
DC, yeah you know they fucking proud of you
Wilding out, shout out Luciano, yeah we’re fine now
Out this motherfucking, prolly be up in the White House
White bitch talking ’bout she love her niggas blacked out
From the north than begin the south
Went to Penthouse suite from sleeping up on momma couch on momma house
And momma gave him momma slave and now her son is getting paid
And papa was a rolling stone now his son on Rolling Stone
And all I said was shit

[Hook]
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons ‘way, fam
Pray everyday, say your grace nigga
Keep the haters, keep the demons, keep the haters
Keep ’em, keep ’em

[Outro]
Lord I pray for wealth and power over all these motherfuckers
For the DMV to reign for many moons
Fuck these rappers. Fuck these labels
Fuck these bitches. Fuck these bitches, you hear me
They killed my nigga and I pray for revenge
Control me and use me the way you would allow me to
Amen

Sheryl Crow – Steve Mcqueen

Well I went to bed in Memphis
And I woke up in Hollywood
I got a quarter in my pocket
And I’d call you if I could
But I don’t know why
I gotta fly
I want to rock and roll this party
I still want to have some fun
I want to leave you feeling breathless
Show you how the west was won
But I gotta fly
I gotta fly
Like Steve McQueen
All I need’s a fast machine
And I’m gonna make it all right
Like Steve McQueen
Underneath your radar screen
You’ll never catch me tonight
I ain’t takin’ shit off no one
Baby that was yesterday
I’m an all American rebel
Making my big getaway
Yeah you know it’s time
I gotta fly
Like Steve McQueen
All I need’s a fast machine
And I’m gonna make it all right
Like Steve McQueen
Underneath your radar screen
You’ll never catch me tonight
Like Steve McQueen
Like Steve McQueen
We got rock stars in the White House
All our pop stars look like porn
All my heroes hit the highway
They don’t hang out here no more
You can try me on my cell phone
You can page me all night long
But you won’t catch this free bird
I’ll already be long gone
Like Steve McQueen
All we need’s a fast machine
And we’re gonna make it all right
Like Steve McQueen
Underneath your radar screen
You’ll never catch us tonight
Like Steve McQueen
All we need’s a fast machine
And we’re gonna make it all right
Like Steve McQueen
Underneath your radar screen
You’ll never catch me tonight

Alan Grattan – There’s A New Tenant lyrics

There’s a new tenant in town
In that White House on Pennsylvania Ave
After much debate the landlord said
You can stay, for four
Take good care of “The property”
And maybe you can stay four more

At the end of the day what will people say
About the state of the flag
Does it fly bright and proud all
Red, white and blue
Or is it tattered and worn from the storm
Time will tell it all to you

There’s a new tenant in town
In that White House on Pennsylvania Ave
The landlord has dealt with all sorts before
The good, the bad, and … well
Some stayed for four, some stayed for more
And others didn’t stay so long

At the end of the day what will people say
About the state of the flag
Does it fly bright and proud all
Red, white and blue
Or is it tattered and worn from the storm
Time will tell it all to you

There’s a new tenant in town
In that White House on Pennsylvania Ave
No one knows, everyone cares
And only time will tell
If the landlord was right, or
Wrong

At the end of the day what will people say
About the state of the flag
Does it fly bright and proud all
Red, white and blue
Or is it tattered and worn from the storm
Time will tell it all to you
Yes time will tell it all to you

Jeezy – Going Crazy

Heard that new Jizzle, boy he going crazy
Dropped some new s**t got them going crazy
Dropped it in the spot and they was going crazy
Brought it back from the top and they was going crazy
Real ni**as at the spot and they was going crazy
Real ni**as bang up top you know we going crazy
Young Jizzle from the block you know he going crazy
When they play this at the spot you know they going crazy

Said I’m just that ni**a, I’m just that ni**a
And this is me talking, it ain’t the liquor
Diamonds in my damn chain, I’m going crazy
I talk to your bi**h like a politician
Told her give me brain, take me
You know that you’re the one try some new things
You know she ate it up just like a cutter board
I’m counting old paper, call it dinosaur
Gotta….then gotta….to Fresno
Said she like the taste, she drinking light Prosecco
I’m killing with the field I’m Charlie Manson
Exactly what you want, I’m strapped and handsome

Montana from the block got em going crazy
My youngings slanging white like it’s still the 80’s
You claim that you the realest when your watch fugazy
Show me whose your jeweler man, that boy crazy
She tried to charge me for the box man, shawty crazy
I ain’t tryna blow your spot up but this s**t is crazy
All I wanted was a mil and a new Mercedes
Now I’m jumping on these ni**as like the new McGrady
White House, black Rollie
In South Bronx they know me
You can’t talk, gotta show em
The brown bags, ya own em
Take these then call me
That brain freeze ain’t on me
You can’t hate, can’t hold me
I whip foreigns like I stole em

The smoke up by my weed got…serious
She thinking we together? She delirious
From the cradle to the grave, the cradle to the grave
Who made this beat? A sound like me it tailor made
You know I’m in that bi**h just like expensive suits, money
Bi**h I’m in that mansion just like the Yeezy boots
I got rich off butter…that Betty Crocker
It ain’t my fault just like I’m Silkk The Shocker

Juicy J – Ballin (feat. Kanye West) letras

[Intro: Juicy J]
Play me some pimpin’, mane

[Hook: Kanye West + Juicy J]
And I’m ballin’, I’m, I’m, and I’m ballin’, I
And I’m ballin’, and I’m ballin’
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Let ’em all in
Let them fall in it
Let them play with all the dollars
Let them bathe in it
House so large, put a maze in it
I’m the type that take your chick out for lunch
In the middle of the White House lawn
Then switch up, start filming porn
Might tell the First Lady she can join
Do what I want when I want
Nigga you can keep them two pennies
I got a tub so big you can come and take swimmin’ lessons in it
Now I’m peelin’ off in a spaceship, with the ceiling
She just want to show her titties off
Carpet roll out, wanna hop off
Bout to hit the club like golf balls
Paparazzi tryna catch a nigga off guard
Nigga got me off the chain like guard dogs
Come on, dog
I’m too high, hot air balloon
All star, I’m on another planet
I just joined the fortune five hundred
Now I’m in the boardroom in pajamas

[Hook: Kanye West + Juicy J]
And I’m ballin’, I’m, I’m, and I’m ballin’, I
And I’m ballin’, and I’m ballin’
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
And I’m ballin’
When you’re boss you don’t take shit, you don’t call in
So fresh to death like I got dressed in a coffin
Folks ain’t never gonna get it, I’ve been holding out long enough
Scratch that, now I’m on to somethin’
Fuck that, I ain’t letting up
Cats gonna copy this shit
They gonna wanna hold my awards
Poor lil’ Juicy J, this year I’m declaring war
Fuck they upset with me for?
Shut up J and be a decoy
Who the fuck they thinkin’ we are?
M-Town ride smokin’ blunts
We up, keep up, my chips, cheese puffs
That’s real dope
See us Gd up, money talks, speak up
Sleep, what for?
I get some rest when I croak
I want a new island to dock my new boat
I went to the action and bought me a chopper
Now I need a new helipad for my home

[Hook: Kanye West + Juicy J]
And I’m ballin’, I’m, I’m, and I’m ballin’, I
And I’m ballin’, and I’m ballin’
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle

Juicy J ft. Kanye West – Ballin Lyrics

(Intro – Juicy J)
Play me some pimping, mane

(Chorus – Kanye West & Juicy J)
And I’m ballin, I’m, I’m, and I’m ballin, I
And I’m ballin, and I’m ballin
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, off the glass
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, off the glass
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, off the glass
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, blow the whistle

(Verse 1 – Juicy J)
Let em all in
Let them fall in it
Let them play with all the dollars
Let them bathe in it
House so large, put a maze in it
I’m the type that take your chick out for lunch
In the middle of the White House lawn
Then switch up, start filming porn
Might tell the First Lady she can join
Do what I want when I want
Ni**a you can keep them two pennies
I got a tub so big you can come and take swimming lessons in it
Now I’m peeling off in a spaceship, with the ceiling
She just want to show her titties off
Carpet roll out, wanna hop off
Bout to hit the club like golf balls
Paparazzi tryna catch a ni**a off guard
Ni**a got me off the chain like guard dogs
Come on, dog
I’m too high, hot air balloon
All star, I’m on another planet
I just joined the fortune five hundred
Now I’m in the boardroom in pajamas

(Chorus – Kanye West & Juicy J)
And I’m ballin, I’m, I’m, and I’m ballin, I
And I’m ballin, and I’m ballin
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, off the glass
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, off the glass
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, off the glass
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, blow the whistle

(Verse 2 – Juicy J)
And I’m ballin
When you’re boss you don’t take s**t, you don’t call in
So fresh to death like I got dressed in a coffin
Folks ain’t never gonna get it, I’ve been holding out long enough
Scratch that, now I’m on to something
Fuck that, I ain’t letting up
Cats gonna copy this s**t
They gonna wanna hold my awards
Poor lil Juicy J, this year I’m declaring war
F**k they upset with me for?
Shut up J and be a decoy
Who the f**k they thinking we are?
M-Town ride smoking blunts
We up, keep up, my chips, cheese puffs
That’s real dope
See us Gd up, money talks, speak up
Sleep, what for?
I get some rest when I croak
I want a new island to dock my new boat
I went to the action and bought me a chopper
Now I need a new helipad for my home

(Chorus – Kanye West & Juicy J)
And I’m ballin, I’m, I’m, and I’m ballin, I
And I’m ballin, and I’m ballin
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, off the glass
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, off the glass
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, off the glass
And I’m ballin, and one
And I’m ballin, blow the whistle

Juicy J – Ballin’ lyrics

[Juicy J]
(Play me some pimpin’, mane)

And I’m ballin’, I’m, I’m, and I’m ballin’, I
And I’m ballin’, and I’m ballin’
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle

Let ’em all in
Let them fall in it
Let them play with all the dollars
Let them bathe in it
House so large, put a maze in it
I’m the type that take your chick out for lunch
In the middle of the White House lawn
Then switch up, start filming porn
Might tell the First Lady she can join
Do what I want when I want
Nigga you can keep them two pennies
I got a tub so big you can come and take swimmin’ lessons in it
Now I’m peelin’ off in a spaceship, with the ceiling
She just want to show her titties off
Carpet roll out, wanna hop off
Bout to hit the club like golf balls
Paparazzi tryna catch a nigga off guard
Nigga got me off the chain like guard dogs
Come on, dog
I’m too high, hot air balloon
All star, I’m on another planet
I just joined the fortune five hundred
Now I’m in the boardroom in pajamas

And I’m ballin’, I’m, I’m, and I’m ballin’, I
And I’m ballin’, and I’m ballin’
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle

And I’m ballin’
When you’re boss you don’t take shit, you don’t call in
So fresh to death like I got dressed in a coffin
Folks ain’t never gonna get it, I’ve been holding out long enough
Scratch that, now I’m on to somethin’
Fuck that, I ain’t letting up
Cats gonna copy this shit
They gonna wanna hold my awards
Poor lil’ Juicy J, this year I’m declaring war
Fuck they upset with me for?
Shut up J and be a decoy
Who the fuck they thinkin’ we are?
M-Town ride smokin’ blunts
We up, keep up, my chips, cheese puffs
That’s real dope
See us Gd up, money talks, speak up
Sleep, what for?
I get some rest when I croak
I want a new island to dock my new boat
I went to the action and bought me a chopper
Now I need a new helipad for my home

And I’m ballin’, I’m, I’m, and I’m ballin’, I
And I’m ballin’, and I’m ballin’
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle
And I’m ballin’, and one
And I’m ballin’, off the glass
And I’m ballin’, and one

(And I’m ballin’, blow the whistle…)