Ace Hood

[fox69]

"Reminiscing"

"Reminiscing"



Let's rewind life for a second

Let's take these niggas back to '98
Mama in the kitchen, cookin' up her favorite cake
Daddy gone, never home, he say he outta state
Five times I only seen that nigga to this day
And I was blind as a youngun but I learned better
Five kids, visitation, game, never
But ain't trippin', mama did your dirty work?
23 and got a crib that's seven figures worth
Even as a youngun I had bigger dreams
Made another way instead of triple beams
17 all about that green cream
Break that 9 to 5, I quitted in about a week
That's true story, it was overrated
They don't crack those middle fingers cause they under pay me
Back on the block, not a single dollar
I told her mom that hottest nigga had a brother
They laughed at me, they clown me
They hatin' shit, don't want that bitch around me
So I joined the label, dollars and deals
I stayed around the corner from minors who deal
Stacking that money, switching them whips
Motivated by the dope boy ain't gettin' chips
My vision changed, the struggle came
I see my mama cryin', I can feel her pain
The pills are so behind we can't afford a thing
We can't afford a thing
Couple months I met with DJ Khaled
Saw my killing, got a hundred thousand dollars pimp
Call my mother crying like we outta here
Hard times, kiss my ass
Flew the Louie, pressing thousands in the duffle bag
That was 074, back to 20 12
Paid a set, I get one hitin' thirty well
Not sugar coating shit, you niggas fairytale
They free my niggas locked behind them prison cells
I'm one of just a few who send my niggas mail
Hearing a lot of talk 'bout what you niggas do
I'm everywhere, you never there, I'm like a prostitute
Brought my money, let that pistol bust ya testicles
Speaking on my fam you get the medic room
A couple top tens, bitch I'm livin' good
Penthouse in Miami and that record do it
Make them bitches suck it till they catch the fluid
I just lost my daughter but I'm prayin' through it

Starvation, starvation
Livin' every day like I'm on vacation
Underrated, they say I is
And I'm a give 'em hell oh them satan fears

Starvation, Starvation
Like looking in the eyes of a poor baby
Poor baby, they scared now
Did it for you non-believers case you wonder why

Amen
Love

 

[fox69]

"Ride"
(feat. Trey Songz)

"Ride"
(feat. Trey Songz)



[Ace Hood]
Chea
Ace Hood
See mama, all I want you to do is hold it down for me
I want you to be my ride or die
While I go get this money, I promise im get us out the hood baby

[Chorus - Trey Songz]
Even though im in the streets
You know exactly what I do
When I chase this paper
You aint gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you
Cuz I ride or die girl we gon be good
And if you ride or die we gon make it out this hood

[Ace Hood]
Listen
Baby look, just ride with me
Swear that I got us mama
One thing I love about it
See you aint wit that drama
You be my ride or die like bonnie imma play the clyde
Promise to move you out the hood into a bigger house
That's why you never trip im grindin bump a 9-5
Gotta get this money, paper callin but you never whine
Gotta ask the cash come with bags you should see your eyes
That's why I suprise about you stacks to ease your worried mind
Cuz when im gone lil mama home alone at every time
You never blowed my phone up yet cuz you respect the grind
And you never holla bout a problem keep it on the line
My gutta baby, never maybe always gonna ride

[Chorus - Trey Songz]
Even though im in the streets
You know exactly what I do
When I chase this paper
You aint gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you
Cuz I ride or die girl we gon be good
And if you ride or die we gon make it out this hood

[Ace Hood]
And um, we can do them long vacations
Thinking jamaica lately
Cant take them deep relations, baby just keep it patient
Shawty know what I do
Shawty know who I be
You know im in these streets the only way that we gon eat
I keep it gutta never cut her when we in them sheets
I get sum cutta grap the duffle then im in the streets
Come back with bundles pimp a half a g and louie v
But you aint trippin never question bout a nigga g
We keep it real aint no other that could fill ya sneak's
I ride for you, you ride for me that's where we need to be
I hold you down, you hold me down and I fulfill your dreams
Your my beyonce im hova wont you ride with me

[Chorus - Trey Songz]
Even though im in the streets
You know exactly what I do
When I chase this paper
You aint gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you
Cuz I ride or die girl we gon be good
And if you ride or die we gon make it out this hood

[Trey Songz]
Now what's the definition of a rider
Through it all they gon stand right beside ya
If you got one look em in the eyes
Tell em you gon ride
Tell em you gon ride (ri ri ri ri ri ride)
Till the wheel fall off or the day that I die
That's on my life aint nun wrong wit tryna love somebody
Tryna tell you shawty that

[Ace Hood]
Ace, and I promise this to you
Imma get us out this hood
Into them places that you thinkin that you never could
But you gotta ride like them tires on the mini coop
Imma get this cash paper bags and give half to you
Forget them haters
Keep you tailored see whats sexy too
And I like your body all I think about is doin you
And I love the money so I guess it's like doin two
You ride or die same smile when you see the loot

[Chorus - Trey Songz]
Even though im in the streets
You know exactly what I do
When I chase this paper
You aint gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you
Cuz I ride or die girl we gon be good
And if you ride or die we gon make it out this hood

Yea yea yea
We gon make it out
We gon make it out this hood

 

[fox69]

"Ride (Remix)"
(feat. Trey Songz, Rick Ross, Juelz Santana, T-Pain)

"Ride (Remix)"
(feat. Trey Songz, Rick Ross, Juelz Santana, T-Pain)



[T-Pain:]
Even though I'm in the streets, you know exactly what I do, and then I,
chase this paper you ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to youuu, because I ride, or die, girl we gon be good

[Ace Hood:]
Baby just hold it down, I need a chick that'll ride for me,
my gutta baby who ain't scared to put it down for me, see this the remix shawty I'm a keep the cash comin,
don't guess who played the track and fast to keep the cash runnin, you my official lady,
no booin like mcgrady, don't do nobody favors, tell em fuck off and pay us,
that's what I love about you, don't watch no soap operas, you back that paper half naked get that?
in prada, then bring them dollas back to papa give you half a profit, you can go b low the money,
that louie bag of hundreds, we tryin to holla, but she be hella frontin, she never met a nigga real as... so it's all or nuttin

[Chorus]

[Rick Ross:]
She my lamborghini, I'm her 57, when she hold me I close my eyes and just picture heaven,
she picture perfect, this a perfect picture, I'm stuffin thousand lines in each and every verse I get ya,
I kiss her in the mouth, she watch my money stack, she know I'm here forever, it's deeper then a rap,
I have multiple showin, she one in a milli, now it's colorful stones, cause there's ice in my phillies,

[Juelz Santana:]
Sorry, I gotta go I gotta get it, but she know how daddy roll I'm coming back home with it,
sometime I take her with me when I go and get my dough,
cause my girl roll harder then some niggas I know, and I know, that she know, I'm by her side, she by my side,
and if I ride then she gon ride and we gon ride until we die, now now now now, picture us rollin,
in something stolen, steering wheel twirlin, who? me and my girlfriend.

[Chorus]

[Ace Hood:]
I gotta chick that'll hold me down, she moving no, when I'm outta town,
she ride or die and keep it line she never deny me down,
she find me shit that's bigger then? the baddest bitch around,
that's why I let her push the whip and drop the top and down,
and give her the stacks you just imagine you should see the smiles,
I have her shippin crates to different places out of town,
baby we ballin see them hatas they so out of bounds,
let's have a toast, I'm supposed to lay your body down,
I spread the money round give it to ya doggy style,
see this the remix bay I might just put that tonguein down,
gotta keep it gutta baby I'm tryin to hear that moanin sound,
cause you my ride or die it ain't no question about that...

[Chorus:]
Even though I'm in the streets, you know exactly what I do,
and when I chase this paper you ain't gotta wait for me to bring it back home to you,
because I ride or die, girl we gon be good, cause if you ride or die, we gon make it out this hood...

 

[fox69]

"Rider"
(feat. Chris Brown)

"Rider"
(feat. Chris Brown)



[Intro:]
If I call my baby
She pick up the phone every time
At the the drop of a dime
That rider

[Hook: Chris Brown]
Your girl don't need any kind of lover
Be the right kind of lover
Be the kind of girl
Make me want to turn you to a mother
And I promise, promise, baby
There'll be always and forever
Yeah, we'll always be together
If you show me your ambitions of a rider
(Your ambitions of a rider)
If you show me your ambitions of a rider
(Your ambitions of a rider)

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Would you ride for me?
Would you die for me?
Had no money, would you still love me?
If I got jammed up and did a little time
Would you still be the woman who gon' hold it down
Through the hard times
And the cloudy days
Would you stand strong?
Would you run away?
All the bullshit, and all the heartache
She still ridin' with a nigga since the first day
Her ambitions of a rider
She would be around if I never had a dollar
She would be my nurse if I ever need a doctor
Bonnie and Clyde, she never side with the coppers
Never break code, forever be loyal
Never break ties 'til we buried in the soil
If it ever go down, she trynna go too
Down for whatever bullshit I'm going through
She's my backbone
Nothing like that feeling
When I'm in her so long
Passion and that loveing that between us so strong
Grippin' on that ass, she just tell me "hold on"
She could be the wife, maybe one day
Have a few kids go and travel out the state
She gonna ride or die for a nigga 'til the grave
And I hope it never change

[Hook:]
Your girl don't need any kind of lover
Be the right kind of lover
Be the kind of girl
Make me want to turn you to a mother
And I promise, promise, baby
There'll be always and forever
Yeah, we'll always be together
If you show me your ambitions of a rider
(Your ambitions of a rider)
If you show me your ambitions of a rider
(Your ambitions of a rider)

[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Need a down bitch for a real nigga
Never lied to her, keep it real with her
Got her own money, but she a go getter
She allergic to them broke and the ho niggas
Rule number one is that it ain't none
Probably make shawty my wife when the day come
Nothing like a pretty lady who can roll up
Them other hoes, yeah they mad, so what?
Me and you for life, team us
Big face rollies, you can get the same one
I'm in that Mulsanne, you in that coupe, what?
Ain't that many people 'round that I do trust
You the last of a dying breed
Ride for me baby, everything is guaranteed
Anything you ever wanted, or ever need
Turn life out of any dream
I mean that, keep it 100
When I need that, she gon' come runnin'
When I fiend for it, give that ass to me
Never tell her no, she get the last from me
If I get jail, gotta go to court
She be right there, need I say more?
Love

[Hook: x2]
Your girl don't need any kind of lover
Be the right kind of lover
Be the kind of girl
Make me want to turn you to a mother
And I promise, promise, baby
There'll be always and forever
Yeah, we'll always be together
If you show me your ambitions of a rider
(Your ambitions of a rider)
If you show me your ambitions of a rider
(Your ambitions of a rider)

 

[fox69]

"Root Of Evil (Intro)"

"Root Of Evil (Intro)"


[Intro]
God bless you pussy niggas
...keep on fuckin
Amen
God bless you pussy niggas
Yep yep yep yea

[Hook x2]
Why the devil just keep fuckin with me?
It’s like the devil just keep fuckin with me
My pockets full of all them dead people
My pockets full of all them dead people

[Verse]
Keep it 100, I’m countin this money, they know what it be
Couple them diamonds, them bitches be shinin, they know that it’s me
Niggas be sleep til I hop on the beat and they wake up the beast
Fuck what you talkin, don’t like what you say then them choppas can speak
Bang! Bang! Chief Keef voice nigga (nigga)
Come through the hood in the Roll Royce, Ghost nigga
Hallelujah (praise God), hallelujah (praise God)
Thank the jeweler, he precare and send a mule
Rockin so much ice I’m like a walkin cooler
We so damn exclusive they should pay-per-view it
Fuck niggas stop that hate
Go and get yourself some paper
Fuck around, meet your maker
Next day front page of the paper woo

[Hook x2]
Why the devil just keep fuckin with me?
It’s like the devil just keep fuckin with me
My pockets full of all them dead people
My pockets full of all them dead people

[Verse]
Back in the building, my coupe got no ceiling so haters can see
Fresh on the molly, get money my hobby, you got it, capish
Oh God, oh God, not talkin Big Sean but I give her the D!
Pull up the 2 seater, I’m ballin Lou Kima like Adrian P
Clique full of real niggas
Walk in the club with yo bitch and I bet that I still get er
Real shit, paranoid I keep a full clip
Woke up this morning, I’m counting this money, I’m out of my mind I’m just tryina survive
Got to go get it, no need to decide
Benjamin Franklins all in my eyes
Some people round have the devil inside
Stick with my niggas, we never divide, no!
‘Cause I don’t really trust niggas
Just might say a prayer for you fuck niggas

[Hook x2]
Why the devil just keep fuckin with me?
It’s like the devil just keep fuckin with me
My pockets full of all them dead people
My pockets full of all them dead people

 

[fox69]

"Roseries"

"Roseries"


[Hook]
Neck full of rosaries, people say that I'm superstitious
Cripping all on my Jesus piece, chopper sleeping right next to me
Pray to god my soul to keep, keep my home boys out the streets
Keep my bad hoes on a leash,
When I die, bury me
With a neck full of rosaries
With a neck full of rosaries
Pray to god my soul to keep keep my home boys out the streets
Keep my bad hoes on a leash, when I die, bury me
With a neck full of rosaries
With a neck full of rosaries
Going down nothing less then G, do this shit for my family
Shining hard like I'm supposed to be, bury me in my rosaries

[Verse 1]
OK, G code in my bloodline, free my niggas who doing time
Glock hold about sixteen, gun dirty but my dick clean
Lost my dog when I was seventeen, knuckle head he sold dope to fiends
Swear to god that shit hurt me dog, swear to god I went AWOL
And you wonder why I keep my fire tucked, believe in god but don't pray enough
Jesus piece all flooded up, just talked to mom she said she prays for us
If I die tonight, tell my bitch to keep her pussy tight
Tell my niggas they're my niggas till the end
Yeah nigga that's for life
Keep my homies out the street life, then again you gotta eat right
Money low with your pockets tight, kinda hard trying to sleep at night
Paranoid by them flashing lights, knowing fuck niggas want your life
Pussy nigga I ain't the type, real niggas gon' feel me right

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Everyday a nigga trying to get rich
Everyday a nigga fuck a new bitch
What it is in that brand new whip
New watch with a brand new clip
Every day I'm gonna do it for my daughter
Penthouse by the boats and the water
Baby mama still tripping regardless
You fuck niggas still talking out of order
Then I grab that thing, and then I click clack
No killer but don't get a nigga on that
Scared of who I'm gonna see in the city with my top back
Yeah I know you pussy niggas really hate that
And I'm still with my niggas
Bad bitch comes fuck with a nigga
Bitch I'm on TV, but I still know killers
If I die tonight, tell my bitch to keep her pussy tight
Tell my niggas they my niggas till the end
Yeah nigga that's for life
Keep my homies out the street life, then again you gotta eat right
Money low with your pockets tight, real niggas gon' feel me right

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Save Us"

"Save Us"


[Intro:]
You can't change the world until you change yoself
Gotta start somewhere
Save us

[Verse 1:]
There's a war going on outside, it's devastating
The hood's segregated by cliques and affiliations
City full of satans who facin no limitations
Turnin on the news and it's poison throughout the nation
Kids being kidnapped, teens getting shot up
Murder rate higher, continue as bodies pop up
Streets done got worser, the world done got colder
Many crying out and they could really use a shoulder
Amen amen, live a life full of sin
I inspire the people, the boost desire within
Got a message for students, teachers won't let me attend
Paint a horrible image of me, I'm quick to defend
What the fuck am I to do cus I'm simply speakin truth?
We gotta guard the youth, no excuses to be in school
Babies out in Africa prayin for a pair of shoes
More food or finer things they never knew
Lord knows I won't change, life's better
God bless the souls and the spirits of Mandela
Let's do it for a cause, we are grateful beyond measures
Man with a power message behind lectures
Damn...
We livin in hell, good people
We surrounded by pure evil
It sees the deceited, we need Jesus
Please...

[Chorus:]
Save us
Won't you help me? Oh
Save us
Oh oh oh oh
Save us
Save my... baby
Save us
Help me... save my... baby
Save us
Save you

[Verse 2:]
We all soul searching, we destined to find purpose
Living in a world with the worse and the non-perfect
But women sellin piece of their bodies and call it workin
And little girls worhipin strippers, get into twerkin
These are my assumptions, never cast judgment
Youngest on the block and they focused on mild subjects
Tryna please others' perspective that's in the public
Too opinionated, I pray that we reinstated
I wanna be that voice and that pain of them crying babies
I wanna be that live, but I hope that you fightin daily
I know I'm chosen, Lord knows it, my flow golden
Is hell here? Section 8's and wellfares
Drug addicts and bad tragic, so many tears
Black hearses, it's gotten worser throughout the years
Please save us, I'm still prayin, God's will
Innocence being killed, exactly what I feel
Lawd...
And this can't be life
Bob Marley never settled, he would fight for the right
Hands up if you believe you got a purpose in life
Shit...
Welcome to hell, good people
We surrounded by pure evil
Please keep us
It sees the deceited, we need Jesus
Please...

[Chorus:]
Save us
Won't you help me? Oh
Save us
Oh oh oh oh
Save us
Save my... baby
Save us
Help me... save my... baby
Save us
Save you

[Verse 3:]
Save us from the killers, the demons and cold hearted
Save us from ourselves, what we listen but disregard it
Keepin hope alive for the people, them ones who started
Tryna change the world for them legends in which departed
How dare you criticize me with lies that you assume?
Bad judge of characters, school in Syracuse
I am the ghetto, I am the struggle, I am the hunger
I am the pain, I do inspire, don't have to wonder
Lawd...

Save
Oh, we've got to save the babies
Your babies, my babies, our babies
One by one
Oh it's getting serious, son
It's getting serious
Oh yes it is
Oh we got to do something about it
We got to do more than just talk about it

Save us [x4]
Help me
Save us
Will you help me?
Save us
Save... my babies
Save my... son
Save my... save my baby!

 

[fox69]

"Sex Dance"

"Sex Dance"


Yeah, that's the spot right, I know you like that
Ok your clothes all gone but your legs wide open
Hope you like snakes swimming all in your ocean
Like it on top say she diggin my motion
Rubbin on the clic now she gusshin out lotion

Beat the pussy up
Then I beat the pussy down
Now she makin sounds every time a nigga pounds
Ima beast in the sheets
Beast on the beats
Hit me late night when u say you can't sleep
Put her under hypnosis doses, doses
Put it so deep you can feel it in your ulcer
Throw u on the wall like a mothafucking poster
Then I wear u out like some penny-ass lofers
Banger, banger, five disk changer
Dick so good turn your chick into a singer
Suck it up great
Please clean da plate
Holdin on your waist catch it all in your face
U nasty, real nasty
This da type of shit that make u happy?
She say she like it
I'm like u do huh?
3 rounds but my shit is gettin too numb
Boy I'm too dumb
Wit da flow doh
I'm the man run the shit like flow joe
I do my sex dance then I beat it up
In the mirror uhh

I met a bad bitch chillin on a monday
Told her I cud be her chocolate sunday
She was trippin she didn't wanna give me no play
But I knew I had to hit da pussy one day
N I did my sex dance sex, sex dance
Caught her feenin then I swept her like a dust pan
Man I mean that good shit... I'm talkin good dick
When u finally hit that fine ass thick chick

Girl I'm nothin like the nex man
Type to get ya body hot like a sun tan
Yeah, after that I do my sex dance
U can't even walk u might need a kick stand

Beat that pussy like ya stole my wallet
I cud tell she like it just a little more violent
Fuckin everywhere from the broom to the counter
Hair messed up u gone need another stylist
Ask her do she like it
Told me dat she love it
Sweat runnin down
Gotta her feelin like a oven
I does this shit
Dawm u thick
Standing in the mirror like did that shit

I do my sex dance sex, sex dance
When u know u did the job do your sex dance
Yeah I killed that shit, she love this dick
Now watch a niggah wabble like boy get it get it
I met a bad bitch chillin on a monday
Told her I cud be her chocolate sunday
She was trippin she didn't wanna give me no play
But I knew I had to hit the pussy one day
And I did my sex dance sex, sex dance
Caught her pheenin n I swept her like a dust pan
Man I mean that good shit
I'm talking good dick
When u finally hit that bad ass thick chick

Ok now boy I'ma jerk she did came first
Fumes overheated by the way the shit burst
Got a small ass smirt... ace why u smiling?
Thinkin in my head how I gave her that bomin
Gave her that bomin
Yeah that bomptin
Bet she tell her friends and they probably get astonish
Say it's my pussy hold it down like bondage
Friends wanna piece like umm call me!
Ahaha give ya what ya need
If u gunna pheen I cud give ya what ya need
U can come n join the team
Give ya what ya need
U cud come n join the team

[Chorus til the end...]

 

[fox69]

"Shit Done Got Real"
(feat. Busta Rhymes & YelaWolf)

"Shit Done Got Real"
(feat. Busta Rhymes & YelaWolf)



[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Mother fuck this industry
God bless my enemies
Too many lame niggas try'na speak
Till they find a beat, it don't bother me
But um
Any nigga can't rap get out, him ASAP
Talkin' about their trappin' again
Hopped in the booth
I've been the truth
Got proof
Guess who was the popular kid?
Ya it's me in a drop top with a Glock out
Pop shots in the back of your head
Aimin' at your esophagus
Don't count of survivin' the lead
{See I'm so pissed off to the litter}
{Like a flow with the riddle}
Let her ass cheek giggle
I'm a dog and I'm all in the middle
Fuck her, ran her, got balls all in 'em
What!?
Damn ma' can't call up a nigga
Bust that real fast for all of my niggas?
Gotta man? Well it's fuck that nigga
I'm good anywhere like I'm SunPassin' 'em
God damn my flow so amazin'
Ask renegades, they can quote that statement
Your bitch wanna have my babies
Nigga fuck you, pay me

[Hook: Ace Hood]
Ok it's money over them bitches
Coffins go to them snitches
Talkin' outta your ass
You're gonna need a little more than them stitches
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Any given day you could be victimized
Just pray and hope one day you see them {heavenly} skies
Shit done got real, shit done got real
Shit done got real, shit done got real

[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
I don't really think you niggas get it
I'm a decorate your face kind'a like an upholstery nigga
It's getting' kind'a real up in this motherfucker
I don't think you should really even approach me nigga
Lay down motherfucker you ain't heard what I said
Why you try'na play me closely nigga?
And now you wanna talk?
I'm already about to die while you stranglin' and really try'na choke me nigga
Tell a nigga that I cut a nigga till you see the white meat
But I don't really eat poultry nigga
Fuck it, it don't matter anyways
Cause you know you're about to lay up in a box kind'a cozy nigga
Look
It be gettin' kind'a bafflin' to me
When a dude be actin' like he know me nigga
And then I had to let it go
A couple of friendly reminders
{Till they get to} sink it in your meat slowly nigga
Hit a nigga for their shit
Make a nigga strip down, bare
Yogi nigga
I know it's unbelievable
Well bitch, ya betta believe it
{It's the ones} that know me nigga
Beat him like the boy omi nigga
If you watch, {whoopin'} like a ceremony nigga
And when I'm finished with him
Go and get his little bitch
Let her blow me nigga
I wanna cry for you friend
{Why ya try to front when} you've got so much to lose
Problem is that I'm the one to show you the truth
And talk about you when a nigga get in the booth
You niggas betta know the deal when I come through
Better learn or you gonna {feel}
{And by they way shit is lookin'}
Shit done got real
Shit done got real

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Yelawolf]
Shit done got real, Yela got a deal
Shit done got real, Yela got a deal
Hold up, wait a, minute
Did you say my name, and offer me to
Drive up in this motherfucker
Park it like a Buick Regal?
You in need of, usin' needles
Feel like you wanna shoot up this dope
Well let me swerve in, like syringe
To the veins of the game with another unique quote
You need a boat
You've done got deep
I'm so dirty, you need the soap
You need the hope
And a wish ain't nothin' like the real thing bitch
Say you need to cope
White bread, white bread
You need a loaf?
Spread butter on it
Dead my opponents with the lead
Yeah I'm goin'
Where am I goin'?
Could it be that Eminem only knows!?
When a synonym {talks} with a syllable
I mean comparable
It's kind'a like a {Motorola crossed with other Motorolas} talkin' to the world in a {parable}
Hella cold
Flow done put my family in Freda clothes
Extra vegetables, on a plate, and steak right next to those
I got to get it buddy
And if it's dirty and wet
I'll get it muddy
Fuck clean kicks
I done walked through green shit
And I did it public
So when I wipe my shoes on hip hop's welcome mat
And I leave a stain
Paybacks a bitch
That's my way of sayin'
Keep the change

[Hook]

 

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"Skip The Talk'n"
(feat. Kevin Cossom)

"Skip The Talk'n"
(feat. Kevin Cossom)



[Intro: Kevin Cossom]
Girl I feel like tonight gon' be a hell of a night
I don't usually say that
All this turn up in my system
And my niggas just forgive us
Sometimes we don't even know how to act
Tell me where your head at
I'll show you a good time
Why don't you show me where your bed at

[Pre-Hook:]
If I got your permission girl I got tell the truth
All these different women, only one I see is you
Have you up all night just like a red-eye
Already know what I wanna do
Baby let's just skip the talking

[Hook: x2]
Baby let's just skip the talking
Let's skip the talking, let's skip the talking
Let's get right down to business baby
Get right down to it, Get right down to it yeah

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Liquor got me talking, Kush got me faded
Quit beating around the bush, Baby we can skip the basics
Can't sit around and then act like I don't want you bad as I do
From the first time that I laid eyes I had pictured you in my Coupe
With that dress fitting perfect, handbag Birkin
I'm just trynna change your life
Them other niggas thirsty
I'm a keep it real no bullshit and I need your body like now
See we both grown and there ain't nothing wrong with a little bumping and grind
Let's skip the club in my penthouse, we won't make it to the bedroom
From the kitchen onto that couch, I'm tapping your spot to see what that do
Girl I hear your body calling
You running like a faucet
This dick will give you amnesia girl, Can't remember what started
I'm saying

[Pre-Hook:]
If I got your permission girl I got tell the truth
All these different women, only one I see is you
Have you up all night just like a red-eye
Already know what I wanna do
Baby let's just skip the talking

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2: Ace Hood]
Don't mean to be blunt, fuck it though I'm lying
Your last man never played with it while he hitting that from behind
Or get it in in that 4 do if that Porsche seats on recline
I promise baby, I promise baby, you begging me to rewind
Girl, I'll do you like a favor, don't care we wake the neighbors
You screaming oh lord, okay Anita Baker
You dealing with a real nigga baby, won't even tell you no lie
I see the want in your eyes and it ain't no need to wasting our time
Said it's 5 in the morning, niggas still on it
Breakfast in the bed, pussy weed money
I do it Shawty, I do it Shawty, can't name one better
I'm trynna get you wetter, I've been thinking this forever
I'm saying

[Pre-Hook:]
If I got your permission girl I got tell the truth
All these different women, only one I see is you
Have you up all night just like a red-eye
Already know what I wanna do
Baby let's just skip the talking

[Hook x2]