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Flo Rida - Right Round (feat. Kesha) | Lyrics:
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
Hey, walk out that house with my swagger
Hop in there with dough, I got places to go
People to see, time is precious
I looked at my cotty, are ya out of control?
Just like my mind where I'm goin'
No women, no shawties, no nothin' but clothes
No stoppin' now, my Pirellis on roll
I like my jewelry that's always on whoa
I know the storm is comin'
My pockets keep tellin' me it's gonna shower
Call up my homies, it's on
Then pop in the next 'cause this mix'll be ours
We keep a fade-away shot
'Cause we ballin' it's Platinum Patron that be ours
Lil mama, I owe you just like the flowers
Girl, you the drink with all that goodie power
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin' my money around
Ain't nothin' more beautiful to be found
It's goin' down down
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin' my money around
Ain't nothin' more beautiful to be found
It's goin' down down
Hey, shawty must know I'm the man
My money love her like her number one fan
Don't open my mouth, let her talk to my fans
My Benjamin Franklins
A couple of grands, I got rubber bands
My paper planes makin' her dance
Get dirty all night, that's part of my plan
We buildin' castles that's made out of sand
She's amazin', fire blazin'
Hotter than Cajun, girl won't you move a lil' closer?
Time to get paid, it's maximum wage
That body belong on a poster
I'm in a daze, that bottom is wavin' at me
Like: Damn it, I know you
You wanna shoot like a gun out of holster
Tell me whatever and I'll be your gopher
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin' my money around
Ain't nothin' more beautiful to be found
It's goin' down down
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin' my money around
Ain't nothin' more beautiful to be found
It's goin' down down
Yeah, I'm spendin' my money, I'm out of control
Somebody help me she takin' my bank roll
But I'm king of the club and I'm wearin' the crown
Poppin' these bottles, touchin' these models
Watchin' they asses go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
#florida #rightround #kesha #Lyrics
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Flo Rida - Right Round (feat. Kesha) | Lyrics:
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
Hey, walk out that house with my swagger
Hop in there with dough, I got places to go
People to see, time is precious
I looked at my cotty, are ya out of control?
Just like my mind where I'm goin'
No women, no shawties, no nothin' but clothes
No stoppin' now, my Pirellis on roll
I like my jewelry that's always on whoa
I know the storm is comin'
My pockets keep tellin' me it's gonna shower
Call up my homies, it's on
Then pop in the next 'cause this mix'll be ours
We keep a fade-away shot
'Cause we ballin' it's Platinum Patron that be ours
Lil mama, I owe you just like the flowers
Girl, you the drink with all that goodie power
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin' my money around
Ain't nothin' more beautiful to be found
It's goin' down down
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin' my money around
Ain't nothin' more beautiful to be found
It's goin' down down
Hey, shawty must know I'm the man
My money love her like her number one fan
Don't open my mouth, let her talk to my fans
My Benjamin Franklins
A couple of grands, I got rubber bands
My paper planes makin' her dance
Get dirty all night, that's part of my plan
We buildin' castles that's made out of sand
She's amazin', fire blazin'
Hotter than Cajun, girl won't you move a lil' closer?
Time to get paid, it's maximum wage
That body belong on a poster
I'm in a daze, that bottom is wavin' at me
Like: Damn it, I know you
You wanna shoot like a gun out of holster
Tell me whatever and I'll be your gopher
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin' my money around
Ain't nothin' more beautiful to be found
It's goin' down down
From the top of the pole I watch her go down
She got me throwin' my money around
Ain't nothin' more beautiful to be found
It's goin' down down
Yeah, I'm spendin' my money, I'm out of control
Somebody help me she takin' my bank roll
But I'm king of the club and I'm wearin' the crown
Poppin' these bottles, touchin' these models
Watchin' they asses go down down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
You spin my head right round, right round
When you go down, when you go down, down
#florida #rightround #kesha #Lyrics
![Nemzzz - GEEKIN (ft. Lil Yachty) | Lyrics
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Nemzzz - GEEKIN (ft. Lil Yachty) | Lyrics:
[Intro: Nemzzz]
(Dee B got that)
Yo
[Chorus: Nemzzz]
I been ghostin you cause Im workin
Like what do you really expect?
Money-obsessed, cute and sweet
Okay, okay, I love how you dress
Mind how you talk, give me respect
Its hurtin you cause I got the effect
Mind how you talk, give me respect
Dont let this shit get to your head
[Verse 1: Nemzzz]
The bag came heavy like metal
Tryin to chill, but I just cant settle
Drive how I want cause this aint no rental
My bro, my genna like Kendall
Lil black dress and the silhouettes mental
Heavy-handed, I gotta be gentle
Unsaved numbers, Im too forgetful (Dee B got that)
Im too forgetful
All year been stackin my chips
Next year I wanna take some trips
Loose sips, sink the ship
So I cant even talk to tings
G, you aint bad, youre a simp
I was walkin round with a limp
Reason for it, what do you think?
What do you think? Haha
[Chorus: Nemzzz]
I been ghostin you cause Im workin
Like what do you really expect?
Money-obsessed, cute and sweet
Okay, okay, I love how you dress
Mind how you talk, give me respect
Its hurtin you cause I got the effect
Mind how you talk, give me respect
Dont let this shit get to your head
[Interlude: Lil Yachty]
(Con—)
Yeah, its the Concrete Boy (Wow, Con—)
Pussy (Wow, wow)
[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Your BD aint richer (Concrete), he broker (Wow, wow, yeah)
Twenty-five thousand at, hoo (Wow, wow)
Twenty-five thousand at Strokers (Wow, wow, its us)
The hood shit with me like (Wow, wow)
The hood shit stickin with me like a odor (Wow, wow, pussy)
Put her on next, the lil bity bitch get more tries than my motor (Wow, wow, wow, yeah, bro, yeah)
Put my lil twin on a plate (Yeah)
You said that gettin this money contagious (What?)
You bring your ho on top of the table, that bitch shit gettin hit like Vegas (Yeah, yeah, phew, phew, yeah)
Hamdulillah, Im not religious, but this money been comin crazy (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Need on your back like a baby (Yeah, phew), hoo
Comin in weekly, what it is?
Double-up CC (Damn), fuck bitch (Hoo)
I drop a band-chy on her wrist (Yeah)
Im lookin fancy, here it is (Yeah, hell yeah)
I might just trick on ya, what it is? (Yeah)
Put out some new money for your kids
What you gon do for me?
My bitch [countin?] kids on her cheek bones
Its war paint
[Chorus: Nemzzz]
I been ghostin you cause Im workin
Like what do you really expect?
Money-obsessed, cute and sweet
Okay, okay, I love how you dress
Mind how you talk, give me respect
Its hurtin you cause I got the effect
Mind how you talk, give me respect
Dont let this shit get to your head
#Nemzzz #Geekin #Lyrics Nemzzz - GEEKIN (ft. Lil Yachty) | Lyrics](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/kUSHxLV0UZM/mqdefault.jpg)
![Ty Dolla Sign - nobody has to know (with Ronald Isley) | Lyrics #tydollasign #rnb #hiphop #lyrics
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Ty Dolla Sign - nobody has to know (with Ronald Isley) | Lyrics:
Ty Dolla Sign - nobody has to know (feat. Ronald Isley) | Lyrics
[Intro: Ronald Isley]
Nobody has to know
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Dick you down, Ill take your soul
You gon let your homegirls know
Hit it from the back, put you on top
Ill let you take control
Low, go, take my soul
Girl, nobody has to know
Girl, nobody has to know
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign & Ronald Isley]
Dont tell me
You know how we get down when its just you and me
He cant fuck you like I do, girl, truthfully (Truthfully)
Met your match, I met my match, my twin flame (Twin flame)
And when I watch you walk away, that put me insane
Kill that pussy good and not too fast (Oh, baby, oh, babe)
(And then I whisper, I need a rematch)
Every time I gotta leave (No), youre so dramatic
(You know I gotta get my get-back, want me to)
Woo
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Ronald Isley]
Dick you down, Ill take your soul
You gon let your homegirls know (Your homegirls know)
Hit it from the back, put you on top
Ill let you take control
Low, go, take my soul
Girl, nobody has to know (Oh, baby)
Girl, nobody has to know
[Post-Chorus: Ronald Isley]
Nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody
Nobody
[Verse 2: Ronald Isley]
Hold on, baby
Oh, dont let go, well, well, well
Whatever happens here
No, you cant tell a soul (Oh)
Im your secret lover, yeah
And tonight, your bodys mine
Under these covers
Oh, baby
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Dick you down, Ill take your soul
You gon let your homegirls know
Hit it from the back, put you on top
Ill let you take control
Low, go, take my soul
Girl, nobody has to know
Girl, nobody has to know
[Outro: Ronald Isley]
Nobody has to know
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no (Nobody)
Nobody
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no
Take it slow, baby
#tydollasign #rnb #hiphop #lyrics Ty Dolla Sign - nobody has to know (with Ronald Isley) | Lyrics #tydollasign #rnb #hiphop #lyrics](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/ke17Jp9JaLg/mqdefault.jpg)


![B.o.B - AIRPLANES (Feat. Hayley Williams) | Lyrics
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B.o.B - AIRPLANES (ft. Hayley Williams) | Lyrics:
[Hayley Williams:]
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky are like shooting stars?
I could really use a wish right now
A wish right now
A wish right now
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars?
I could really use a wish right now
A wish right now
A wish right now
[B.o.B:]
Yeah, I could use a dream or a Genie or a wish
To go back to a place much simpler than this
Cause after all the partyin and smashin and crashin
And all the glitz and the glam and the fashion
And all the pandemonium and all the madness
There comes a time where you fade to the blackness
And when youre starin at that phone in your lap
And youre hopin but them people never call you back
But thats just how the story unfolds
You get another hand soon after you fold
And when your plans unravel in the sand
What would you wish for if you had one chance?
So airplane, airplane, sorry Im late
Im on my way so dont close that gate
If I dont make that then Ill switch my flight
And Ill be right back at it by the end of the night
[Hayley Williams (B.o.B):]
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky are like shooting stars? (Shooting stars)
I could really use a wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars? (Shooting stars)
I could really use a wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)
[B.o.B:]
Yeah, yeah, somebody take me back to the days
Before this was a job, before I got paid
Before it ever mattered what I had in my bank
Yeah, back when I was tryin to get a tip at Subway
And back when I was rappin for the hell of it
But nowadays we rappin to stay relevant
Im guessin that if we could make some wishes outta airplanes
Then maybe oh maybe Id go back to the days
Before the politics that we call the rap game
And back when aint nobody listened to my mixtape
And back before I tried to cover up my slang
But this is for Decatur
Whats up, Bobby Ray?
So can I get a wish
To end the politics
And get back to the music
That started this shit?
So here I stand and then again I say
Im hopin we can make some wishes outta airplanes
[Hayley Williams (B.o.B):]
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky are like shooting stars? (Shooting stars)
I could really use a wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars? (Shooting stars)
I could really use a wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)
[B.o.B (Hayley Williams):]
I could really use a wish right now (oh, oh-oh oh)
I-I-I could really use a wish right now
Like, like, like shootin stars (oh, oh... oh)
I-I-I-I could really use a wish right now
A wish, a wish right now
(A wish right now)
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![Cardi B - AH-HA (Slowed) | Lyrics
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Cardi B - AH-HA (Slowed Version) | Lyrics:
[Intro]
Ho, suck my dick, I say, Ah, ha (Ayy)
I just hold up my wrist, Im like, Ah, ha (Ayy)
Broke? Bitch, you wish, Im like, Ah, ha (Ayy, look, ayy, look)
Im on my shit, look
[Verse 1]
Bitches be swearin they so fuckin bad (Bad), I dont see it (Where?)
A nigga cant trap me (No), I wont keep it (Never)
Bitches really hate me (So?), so be it (So be it)
Bathroom floors and these hoes both heated
It goes three, two to the one in this bitch (To the one in this bitch)
Ill give a ho exactly what she want in this bitch (What she want in this bitch)
Black trucks at the club, look like Trump in this bitch (Fuck him)
A ho never played with me once in this bitch, huh?
[Pre-Chorus]
Ayy, how a bitch feel aint none of my business (No)
Hoes want me to care about them so bad (So bad)
Girl, I aint worried about none of these niggas
Cant flex on me with somethin I had
[Chorus]
Im laughin like Ah, ha
Ho, suck my dick, Im like Ah, ha
Let me post my lil pic, Im like Ah, ha
Let me show off my fit, Im like Ah, ha
Look, broke bitch, you wish
[Verse 2]
Postin pictures in the AirBnb, we know what crib you in (Lets go)
Im jumpin off the back of boats in the Caribbean (Yeah)
Im bout to post another picture, make em sick again
I be hoppin out the water, ass cheeks jigglin (Ah)
Look, skin glistenin, its fuckin sickenin (Yeah)
Look, I heard you dont like me, why the fuck you listenin? Ayy (Huh?)
Im a slapper, toe tagger
You think Im talkin bout your fave? Bitch, at her (Bitch, at her)
Cute in the face, heavy on the backside (Huh, huh)
Pussy on get a nigga baptized (Woo)
I was sparin bitches, for real, yall was lucky (Huh?)
But this year, Im pullin up and shittin like a Huggie, huh?
[Pre-Chorus]
Ayy, how a bitch feel aint none of my business
Hoes want me to care about them so bad (So bad)
Girl, I aint worried about none of these niggas (These niggas)
Cant flex on me with somethin I had
[Chorus]
Im laughin like Ah, ha
Ho, suck my dick, Im like Ah, ha
Let me post my lil pic, Im like Ah, ha
Let me show off my fit, Im like Ah, ha
Look, broke bitch, you wish
[Verse 3]
I said who hot as me? Thats what Im tryna figure out (Tryna figure out)
I threw a forty-ball, almost knocked a stripper out (Baow)
If I push up on your nigga, he gon fold (He gon fold)
Ima have him eatin ass, suckin toes (Uh)
Look, cute in the face (Face), heavy on the backside (Huh, huh)
Pussy on get a nigga baptized (Wet)
Get your nigga out my face, I dont want him (I dont want him)
But if I did, ho, Id be sittin on him, ayy
Bitch, you bark pretty loud for a lap dog
To get this kinda house, you gotta sell your catalog (Gotta sell your catalog)
Big fur coat, Cartier buffs (Uh, uh)
Shit, I probably shouldve sent this dude to Kash Doll (Yeah, mwah)
I look better, I dress better, I fuck better (Yeah)
I love a nigga that talk shit, make the nut better (Nut better)
All my exes is Os like a love letter (Mwah)
I put an intact on a track, make it run better (Better)
[Pre-Chorus]
Ayy, how a bitch feel aint none of my business
Hoes want me to care about them so bad (So bad)
Girl, I aint worried about none of these niggas
Cant flex on me with somethin I had
[Chorus]
Im laughin like Ah, ha
Ho, suck my dick, Im like Ah, ha
Let me post my lil pic, Im like Ah, ha
Let me show off my fit, Im like Ah, ha
Look, broke bitch, you wish
[Outro]
Ah
Na-na-na-na-boo-boo
Ho, suck my dick, Im like
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![YG - GANG BIZNESS (feat. paygotti) | Lyrics #yg #paygotti #hiphop #lyrics
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YG - GANG BIZNESS (feat. paygotti) | Lyrics:
[Intro: PayGotti & YG]
Doubles, nigga, cmon
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Dead homies
Ayy, ayy, ayy (4hunnid!)
[Verse 1: PayGotti]
Gang business, I dont really do no lame shit
Aint no pattin down the killers that I came wiht
Freak bitch and her lil sister on the same shit
Do your thang, on the gang, on the gang, bitch
Blue rag around the .30 when I bounce out
Dont we all just hate a bitch that got a loud mouth?
In the cut with someone, up and clear the crowd out
Nowadays, these niggas kissin ass just for a shoutout
Do your dance in this bitch, throw your gang up
Quiet nigga get aggressive, I dont say much
Block a bitch until I peep she got her pape up
Nigga try to keep up with the kid and they went bankrupt
[Chorus: PayGotti]
Right leg, left leg, get your walk on
Gon be crackin with the opps until they all gone
Free the gang, and Ima scream it til my dawgs home
Thick bitch, know how to fuck it up and she on all fours
Big chop in the duffle, Im a flight risk
Main bitch just got beat up by my side bitch
She aint got no home, trainin’ when she ride dick
Gen 5, keep it on my person like side kick
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[Verse 2: YG]
Woo, niggas, know who I hang with
Aw, damn, Gizzle on the same shit
Woo, in this bitch, gang thick
Real Blood, I aint ever bang Crip
Tried to play with my gangsta, but it aint stick
I dont know what you niggas thought, but it aint it
Niggas online speakin way slick
Fuck a stream, make a nigga twitch when that K hit
Ayy, fuck it up, do the Blood walk
Big team hoops, my bad, thats how the Bloods talk
Tell on who? Knock it the fuck off
Do a crime and do the time, what the Bloods taught
Yeah, burnt out, literally, with a whole lot of artillery
The opps aint gettin rid of me
This new shit Im tryna fuck, but I dont know if she feelin me
Anything is possible off Hennessey
[Chorus: PayGotti & YG]
Right leg, left leg, get your walk on (Get your walk on)
Gon be crackin with the opps until they all gone (Get it brackin)
Free the gang, and Ima scream it til my dawgs home (Free the gang)
Thick bitch, know how to fuck it up and she on all fours (She on, woah)
Big chop in the duffle, Im a flight risk (Big chop)
Main bitch just got beat up by my side bitch (By my who?)
She aint got no home, trainin’ when she ride dick (What? What? What?)
Gen 5, keep it on my person like side kick (What? What? What?)
[Verse 3: YG & PayGotti]
Hol up, where my bitch at?
Come fuck a rich nigga with a six-pack
Murder Gang, spin first, we dont spin back Im the nigga brought the Draccie to the kick back
Goddamn, Gotti, why you did that?
See that bitch right there, Im tryna hit that
Fuck a bitch, do my dougie with a big strapI Im the type to get it crackin where your kids at
Fuck it, if Gotti trippin, Im trippin
Im in this bitch with the Smith and, went up top with the clip in (Dead homies)
Im from Piru, but her Crippin, trigger finger itchin, we toleratin no dissin (Dead homies)
Woulda tried to keep it player but its too late Spot a opp and I got blower, I dont shoot fades Niggas out they rabbit-ass mind like toupee Im from the blue bricks, baby, where we shoot Ks
Im from Top Gang, bitch, and my shoes laced
Went on a few missions, caught a few fades
Squabble up, bitch, I think Im Luke Cage
Got rich and tried to change, it was too late
I wear a Glock like its fashion, got three chops in the mansion
My kins know they daddy is active
Enemy go bashin, they dont want beef, they fastin
I hate opps with a passion
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