Twista

[fox69]

"Want My Love"
(feat. DJ Victoriouz)

"Want My Love"
(feat. DJ Victoriouz)



[DJ Victoriouz:]
Girl I know you want my love...
Girl I know you need my love, I know you want it

[Chorus - DJ Victoriouz:]
Girl I know you want my love (want my love)
Girl I know you need my love (need my love)
Girl I know you want my love (want my love)
Girl I know you need my love (need my love)
Girl I know you need my love (need my love)
Girl I know you want my love (want my love)
Girl I know you need my love (need my love)
Girl I know you want my looooooove

[Twista:]
DJ Victoriouz, Twista
Now, everything that I want in a woman when I be lookin at her body and her mind that's you (that's you)
Me bein able to, give you what you want or what you need when I'm becomin a love, that's true (that's true)
Please pose because when you do that, I know I could never say that the romance is through (nope)
D. Rose when I be comin, the whistles send you to a victory of an orgasm too (ha ha)
Have her with me when I kick back, when she roll one I lit that
She a cold one the way she lick that, when I hit that she hit back
AOWWW! (Uh-huh) When I give it to her how she wanna get it'll be the way to make her crazy (crazy)
And every time that she see me on the TV screen she like "There go my baby" (baby)
Cause I be fuckin her, she like the way I'm freakin her
How I'm freakin her (freakin her)
I'm the one I know she wanna be with, make the call, what time you want me to pick you up? (you up)
Tell him you got somethin to do when I hit you up - because

[Chorus w/ ad libs]

[DJ Victoriouz:]
Girl I know you want it, girl I know you want it
Girl I know you need it, girl I know you need it
Girl I know you want it, girl I know you want it
Girl I know you need it, girl I know you need it

[Twista:]
How I'm mackin you could tell that I want yours (yours) I can see that it's obvious that you want mine (mine)
This could be reality far from folklore (yeah) when I look at your body and you be so fine
Like a coke line, the way she after me gotta be somethin else I could tell she addicted
All on me like an methamphetamines but a better fiend, she was thick as hell so we kicked it
She became a follower, but she was a swallower
Got up with her cause I wanna see when she go bottoms up, the way she turn her bottle up
Ooh you a nasty girl - and you know that I'm the same way, and you like that shit, so don't give up
Cause we gon' fight, and we gon' fuck, you ain't goin nowhere because

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Warm Embrace"
(feat. The Speedknot Mobstaz)

"Warm Embrace"
(feat. The Speedknot Mobstaz)



[Liffy Stokes]
It's like I got the 4-4 cocked
On the block in it two door dropped
And my spot is keepin but hot
The pussy-ass cop throw some murder in the lot
My nigga got popped with a bullet that was meant for me
The adapt by T's and B's and the regencies
Fuck what the reason be, I'ma start squeezin these
Them niggas ain't G's, they wanna be thugs
And it ain't shit, these ain't no motherfuckin slugs
The fools and plugged plus ain't no hoes over here
I done dropped more dead bodies than tears
Brought to life momma's worst fears
Pictures of a son dyin from that hot ones flyin
Baby mama's cryin at the funeral
Cause the magnum lit him like a Black & Mild
When I rolled out on his ass on the solo
I caught him up on mo-mo cookin up co-co
I got to tip on the low-low
Bust it there like po-po takin lives with the, oh no
It's a 4-4, mini-missle with a silencer for the whistle
My favorite pistol, cause when I let that bitch ride
I know the homicide is being carried out in official
Niggas steady bumpin guns, but don't want none
Because of these hot ones that explode on contact
A manic that's prepared to die in combat
Besides all that a 4-4 keeps me laced, don't be petty to say
I can see the fear in your face
as I reach my waist for this warm embrace

[Chorus]
I got plenty love for the 4-4
But when I pick it up, I don't wanna let it go
Because a nigga straight lovin' your warm embrace
I got plenty love for the 4-5
But when I pick it up, I don't wanna let it ride
But still I bust 'cause I survive from your warm embrace
I got plenty love for the nine-mill
And when I pick it up, I don't really wanna kill
But still I bust because I'm needin' your warm embrace
All you muthafuckas better duck and hide
Before I let it ride, the sucka stepped aside
Still I bust because I'm lovin' your warm embrace

[Mayz]
I love the element of surprise when I'm taking these hoes lives
With my customized 4-5
Get enough ammunition to knock off you, your crew and some more guys
You muthafuckas better get wise
Make sure your first shot is sweet, tryin to kill the elite
Cause you ain't gettin no more tries
Hate to make a nubian mother weap, but fuck it
Long as I don't hear the hoe cry
Split a beam between his eyes and make that bitch nigga so wise
No matter what the size of the warm embrace of my forty-five
Make sure the nigga crossed through dies
You don't wanna throw them thangs
Cause when I cocked and aim it's time to think in a split second time
But Mayz ain't new to the game
I use the spark when the shots light up this thunderin crime
But niggas get bucked for dime and it's like you're a magnet for sin
Punk pretend to be your friend til they get close enough to your ends
To do you in, that shit puts me on ten
And make me wanna put the barrel of this solid fiend
Upon under that nigga's chin, plus he talkin big shit about war
Like he don't know my Speedknot Mob gon' win
But I dare one of you niggas to say my name
Cause I put a fuckin bullet into your closest kin
Just to get under your skin like a dirty syringe
Plus I know you can't win with a gun or a pin
So when you see Mayz come in the place you better say your grace
Before I fuck up your face like a can of mace
Before I get disgraced, I'ma catch a case
Maybe you hoes fear the wrath of my warm embrace

[Chorus]

[Twista]
With you my passion, nina squeeze off seventeen, for sure
Hold you ever so tightly, I love you nina and never wanna let you go
Miss Millimeter's makin a mockery of motherfuckers gotsta be ruckus
When I get my clutches upon this hoe
Itchin' to let the barrel blow
Like a sparrow, how it flow, like an arrow, geronimo
Spit 'em up and swallow slow
I reload, clippin' your ass crack, you constantly blast back
Payback from flashback, some bitches know
Bust 'til I see the chrome from the intro
You was fucked from the phasin', deep with the cuts and abrasion
Erupts and amazin', nigga, my nina bucked
Fuck the gazin and enemies get tore up from the blazin
Fool you be burnin' them with your black ass
Murderous hips, hurtin' the grips, ride on personal list
Deposition die for servin' them six
Everyone of 'em with a hit but some are missin' of a jerk to the kick
'Cause I be working my bitch
Tryin' to pimp her but she a wild and a tame thang
Kick a static on when she gangbang, blast in the fullest moon
Niggas better pull it soon or else suffer hellafied bullet wounds
And even though I stay clubbed with some thugs, why call 'em stug
When it comes to her love, it's none above she drawin blood
Static under the bra 'cause everytime I take a hit at the bud
And give you a hug you gon' pop up a slug
Drinkin' remy on the block, gotta bust the glock
When the henny hit the chest, bustin' smith-n-wess
Fuck the discussion, I'm bustin' 'em all, clutchin' my balls
If I see y'all be laid to rest, let me hit the sess
Loose revolver used to be a problem solver
But the nina made me a baller
No strap could take the place of the black nine
Leave 'em flat lines, feelin' fury, you was born to taste
From my warm embrace

[Chorus]

I got plenty love for the 4-4, 4-4, 4-4
Warm embrace
I got plenty love for the 4-5 (4-5), 4-5 (4-5), 4-5
Warm embrace
I got plenty love for the nine-mill (Nine-mill), nine-mill

 

[fox69]

"Wee Straight"

"Wee Straight"


Yeah yall know what the fuck this is
the legit balling family
yo twista fire that shit up

[Twista]
All my legit ballers (what)
all my legit ballers (wee straight)
pull up to the club on dubs
whey these niggas playa hate
custom trucks and cars
with a system bumping hard
smoking dro outta jars
bout to blow a hundred bombs
some thoughts pump that buddah
bitch shake that ass over here
aint nobody worry bout no fear
we been down in the streets for years
the legit balling family
for the true ass gangstas and hustlers
killers ballers and aint no busters
kicking raw shit for real motherfuckers

[Bennie Franks]
Fuck it
i got something to prove
i heard this to up and down that a nigga didnt do it
put my rhyme to persistant
money too long
yall gonna get used to it
ima ball till i fall
what about the hoes
i fucked em all
what about the o's
i ate em all
when the drive hit the shitty shit
i sprayed em all
my shorty he got to eat
you better get going when i cock the heat
theres only two places
thats hell and (?)
that im not to be, heh
Bennie Franks is the name
shit down south is where i hang
and im still on the block when the shit gets hot
best believe aint a dam thing changed

[Turtle Banxx]
Put em off
remy my enemies bleed
from one squeeze and this thing that i pop at you
i execute low cock and shoot
aint a thang that i can do
how you shake it fast like Mystikal
it aint no mystery what bank listers do
roll up like what up foo
and what up niggas
where they might choose a big triggers and more ten
let the games begin
this for my niggas and bitches up in the truck
bust down hold it up and get buck
pull up to the club with the system up on crunk
and let this here legit shit bump
oh my nuts destruct my stuff hoes up in here
got a nigga on twelve
charged up ready to fuck up
out the back door so grab your hoe and lets bail

[Highbeam]
Off in the club
we be smoking on some shit thats stronger than amonia (amonia)
we be deep up in this bitch like 26 in cali california (california)
i just bust on a nigga with a mic and got on their corner (corner)
now im loving little bitch ass nigga while sippin corona (corona)
oh how good it feel
would ya maintain going donw giving a grip
got the tounge in the mouth man it cant be real
i be that nigga Highbeam that will freeze your game
run in your house tie ya up take your keys and cane
man no resist make it easy man
cuz one false move im gonna squeeze the thang

[Liffy Stokes]
Its been a lot of shit talking go flapping
nigga fuck this rapping
im about scrapping busting caps in killing motherfuckers napkin
im all about action
lets get it cracking
whats happening you was just snapping when i came through the door
now i gotta blast your punk ass
look nigga cuz i put that shit on low
anybody popping weak shit get dealt with quick in an orderly fashion
for asking im blasting thats what i call mashing like a faggot bashing
off that hash and dro
a mask and four four
i need cash to go
in a mist of war when its time for a nigga to die
hes always the last to know

Legit ballers what
legit ballers wee straight
legit ballers what
legit ballers wee straight
legit ballers what
legit ballers wee straight
legit ballers what
legit ballers what

as i get ready to ball some more
ontora'ge come a new guy maza mo
legit balling all day got these people jacking like a rabbit trying to get
to the record store
and it was all on the news though
how i was rocking the show for five and ten cents or more
ah ha i was all in your mind when was the last say far and low
you better think about the wrong dam thing
killing our brain now with the blow campaign
missing our name with the wrong dam thing
now nigga they came up said no no thanks
so we gotta rush em hush em smack haters like bitches
we gotta get relentless endless like a brotha was a militia
we platinum wee straight

[Erika Kane]
now ya motherfuckers aint ready for a wild bitch
that up and aim
when i up that thang
ill be ready to kill a nigga so he better give up the change
on the block with the gang
the real Erika Kane
yall bitches better know and respect the name
flossing ice like Heidi Flise
you my kitty cats coming up spitting the game
now what the fuck ya gotta say bout this
no hate to diss
ill be rolling on off the club with Jay and Twist
man lady shit
smoking dubs and getting drunk off cris
me and my nugz gonna hop off quick
and when we pop shit
aint no use in calling your guys
cuz ima let the drama ride
aint no bitches eating me off the four five
ill be ready to die

Legit ballers what
legit ballers wee straight
legit ballers what
legit ballers wee straight
legit ballers what
legit ballers wee straight

[Twista]
All my legit ballers (what)
all my legit ballers (wee straight)
pull up to the club on dubs
whey these niggas playa hate
custom trucks and cars
with a system bumping hard
smoking dro outta jars
bout to blow a hundred bombs
some thoughts pump that buddah
bitch shake that ass over here
aint nobody worry bout no fear
we been down in the streets for years
the legit balling family
for the true ass gangstas and hustlers
killers ballers and aint no busters
kicking raw shit for real motherfuckers

wee straight

 

[fox69]

"Wetter (Get It Wet Pt. 2)"

"Wetter (Get It Wet Pt. 2)"


[Hook]
I'm calling ya daddy (daddy)
Can you be my daddy (daddy)
I need a daddy (daddy)
Won't you be my daddy (daddy)

Come and make it rain down on me
Come and make it rain down on me

[Verse 1]
Now come and kick it with the Twista
Black Caddy, Mack Daddy,
With a hoe up in the back seat
With the '97 pimp flow
Gotta feeling when you smocking
When I flip it to a track speed ?
Talking about a beautiful figure
Astonishing as Greek mythology
Body be just like a girl in uh..
What's that movie? nevermind
Let me enter your atmosphere
As you enter my world
And lemme touch that booty
I can't believe that your momma that cold
Her daughter got such an astonishing soul
You need a modeling role
Still a player know you got it
When you climbing from the bottom
To the top of that pole
Cause you can pop and control
Your fatty's so accurate
When I'm smacking it
It's making me say
"What I gotta do to get with that?"
When it come to making it rain,
I can get it wet
When it come to cuttin the monkey
I can get it wet
You gone see me to ya baby
You need a better man
Here come the politics,
I'm gonna be your weatherman
Cause everytime I'm lookin up
And I see more ass
I'm gonna constantly see
Rain in the forcast
This-a-way that-a-way
I'm flicking 5,000 ones
Or whatever you wanna call it
It's a celebration
You the champion
Here's the fetti confetti
Come on and get drunk
with the money hauler?

[Chorus]
You done been good,
But you can do better
I done been wet,
But I can get wetter
Come and make it rain down on me
[x2]

[Verse 2]
But when I'm not for the feminine
And everybody that perceive with the hatred
I'm gonna teach them a lesson
I take shots of adrenaline
Cause that's the way I receive immunization
Against the recession
I got the muscle off my hustle and flow money
An entrepreneur with ways to get more money
So don't be trippin whenever you see me throw money
Hah. It's just a little bit of show money
But if you want me to get it wet another ways
Then I'm gonna have to beat it up the first time I play with you girl
Touch your ears and your neck and play with your pearls
Then I reach up in your pants and play with you pearl?
When I lay you down you ain't gotta be fronting or faking
On me baby cause I know it takes the right touch
I ain't stoppin til you wet up the covers
Because I gotta keep on fucking til I see a lot of white stuff
Now you got me excited I can't hold it
I'm feeling it coming I'm bout to let off an explosion
Let it ride when I see you I'm animated and shaking
When I touch your body you catchin convulsions
That's when I know I'm doing what I'm supposed to
You chose me. I chose you.
Don't think I can get it wet? I told you
Come and let the Twist rain down on you

[Chorus (x2)]

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Whatcha Gonna Do"
(feat. Bennie Franks)

"Whatcha Gonna Do"
(feat. Bennie Franks)



whatcha gonna do when we come for you
its a stick up put ya hands up
tell me whatcha gonna do when we come for you
its a stick up put ya hands up
[in background up above ^]
oh man don't shoot me man oh man
man my daddy left me this shit man
oh man please don't kill me man
why you all wanna do this to me man why man

[Bennie Franks]
I need these dubs for my Chevy Caprice whodi
is that in the Y2K now how my shorty gonna eat whodi
what the fuck a nigga supposed to do
when you flashing money cash hoes in one of the chosen few
now how the fuck I'm supposed to see when all the lights go out
and how the fuck I'm supposed to sleep when all the hypes come out
shut the fuck up and drive you asking too many questions
now have you ever taste a barrel of a 3-5-7 nigga (nah)
what the fuck you trying to hide hold on roll up ya sleeve
dam (thats my watch) presidential Roley with about 400 g's (ah man)
what the fuck you got a heart disease (nah)
let me see that (my daddy let get chain)
Damn I ain't know ice coming easy playboy I got to hide that
Take it off (take my shit man take it) take it off what else you hiding
(ahh) 6 tv's custom interior riding huh (come on man)
how many birds ya had to flip to get this here
matter of fact when you were on fall's magazine Baller of The Year (ah)
you got the shorties on the block while ya balling outta control

[phone rings] no don't (oh shit man)
get that that might be one of your hoes
hello
hello (hello)
hello (hello)
hey you alright man why you gotta call or something (whats up)
you know I been sitting down here waiting on you
I got these exotic birds what you gonna do man
(where ya at where ya at) why you calling me for
(where ya at where ya at) nova shit burning on many city 30
90 state bring all the shit aight (gotcha)

[chorus]
whatcha gonna do when we come for you
its a stick up put ya hands up
tell me whatcha gonna do when we come for you
its a stick up put ya hands up

tell me whatcha gonna do when we come for you
its a stick up put ya hands up
tell me whatcha gonna do when we come for you
its a stick up put ya hands up
[in background up above ^]
you done balled too long roady
its outta large wilds roady
cu I'm a struggle too long roady
so say good bye to them birds roady

[Bennie Franks]
hey I got a lick
wont you meet at the spot bout 9 (for what)
I'm thinking making this nigga flow
cause I a just then stoled his shine (alright) matter of fact
one of his homies supposed to be at the gas station (for what)
and he thinking he find his skull but he be lucky if only a man patient
now you ain't gonna act like Eminem moment
(what) and get a guilty conscience (shit any miss of drama
I'm gonna convince bustable anyway what the stage flight
one of man its late nigga I'm bringing duct tape
and garbage bags to make your shit wrap tight)
if its audible I ain't really trying to kill em (why not)
the city holding and ain't affordable
but with you I'ma split it get off the phone talking shit nigga
we wasting time (where he at)
in the trunk knocked unconscious sleeping on the ground
(what ya riding Bennie)
a V12 dash 600 Benz (man high it up)
man like pearl black with some 20 inch rims (chi chi material)
a platinum crown on the hood looking inferior (man yo ice and Roley)
we been praying for this shit (man huh) like it was a ritual (I'm on my way)

[chorus]

[Bennie Franks]
I got a shaky feeling something ain't right I feel a setup
there go the conscious are playing us ain't no way we getting wet up nigga
(on the real I see do what if he working undercover
why don't we pop this nigga off or what we gonna then accept this trouble)
then fuck it they gotta catch us nigga ride or die
from high speed chases to court cases we riding high
its my name I'm playing so best believe I'm a victim (ugh huh)
I got plans to take the fans for ransom
I hate them bitches
(man yo thats on you
I got the call for duty to come through
I brought the duct tape garbage bags and gloves so we can put em to use)
so lets go on with the plans then
tell em dude sent us for the yay
let em in get the merchs and blast him
(man Bennie you bought the silence you will need for the noise whoa
see the man up the block dam what if thats them boys who calling us man)
fuck em tell Nick to bring a truck to block they view (what)
so we can set an example on what can happen when we come for

[chorus]

[Bennie Franks]
now say yippey ki yo if you need more yay
(yippey ki yo cause we need more yay)
say yippey ki yo if you need more yay
(yippey ki yo cause we need more yay)

(hey hey whats happening fellas)
shut the fuck up search that nigga
(whatcha talking about man I don't like that man what the fuck
hey where my gat man I knew it man I knew it ready lets go)

whatcha gonna do when we come for you
its a stick up put ya hands up

 

[fox69]

"When I Get You Home (A.I.O.U.)"
(feat. Jamie Foxx, Pharrell)

"When I Get You Home (A.I.O.U.)"
(feat. Jamie Foxx, Pharrell)



[Hook:]
Wanna get u home, home
Wanna get u home, home
Wanna get u home, home
Wanna get u home

Wanna get u home, home
Wanna get u home, home
Wanna get u home, home
I’m going home

[Chorus:]
U keep on talking all that shit up on ya 2-way and ya phoonnee
Girl, but when I get u home (hit it, hit it uh oh)
U and I alone (hit it, hit it uh oh)
And the house is (A A)
And the bed is (I I)
Bathroom is (O O)
And the kitchen is (U U)
When I get home
U and I alone

[1st Verse - Twista:]
Now come and tell me where u get dat from
Now Twista he out here messing with all da ladies
Ask what I wanna hit dat fo’
Cuz u sexy and I’m a balla baby
Ask me why I got a nasty mouth
U da one steady trippin wit da sassy mouth
But when get u into da apartment that’s when it get up and sparkin
And that’s when we let all da passion out
Like da way u walk in slow in da room
And smelling sweet as a rose
And looking good in da red thong
Looking thick as hell do it to me well
Got me sprung
And I know I got ya head gone
Either slow or faster girl
When I gone how u trippin is a disaster
When I step up to da tunes of da neptunes u wanna bring drama
And that’s when I gotta ask u girl why

[Chorus]

[2nd Verse - Twista:]
When u were sleep last night
After rubbin u down and making passionate love
I put on a pair of Air Force Ones, six figures of jewelry
And met my guyz at da club
Pulled up out front and we had to stunt
Homie was sittin’ on 26s
We about to do da dummy from da blow
Blow a little money steady in da scummy wit these bitches
That’s about when u stunt in da car
Tell my whole mothafuckas how I stunt at da bar
Cuz u startin trippin when u were in da crib sleep
But u don’t even need to get started at all
U know I’m in da V.I.P.
Lookin at all this ass and I’m finna to leave
I’m finna to cut u as soon as I’m out
But u steady u gotta gotta wit da mothafuckin drama
Girl shut up what da fuck is talkin about

[Chorus]

[3rd Verse - Pharrell:]
Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey
Girl don’t u worry about me fallin to sleep
Girl it’s early
I’ll kiss u up from ya head to feet don’t u worry
My appetite is no thin, sweet and nothin so curvy
I grab u like we don’t have all night
Even though it’s early
Trippin on me when I go to da mall
Trippin on me when I go to da club
Trippin on me when I kick it wit my boyz
U be trippin on me when I’m on da tour bus
U don’t trip when I getcha gone
U don’t trip when I getcha chrome
U be trippin on me when I’m away from u
But I bet u don’t trip when I get u home

[Hook]

[Chorus]

A A
I I
O O
U U

 

[fox69]

"Whip Game Proper"
(feat. Lil' Wayne)

"Whip Game Proper"
(feat. Lil' Wayne)



[Chorus: Lil Wayne - chopped & screwed]
Whip game proper, whip game proper
You know my whip game proper, whip prop-proper
You know my whip game proper, whip game proper
You kn.. a package on the way you know my whip game proper
You know my whip game proper, whip-whip game proper
You know my whip game proper, whip game proper
Whip game proper, you know my whip game proper
With my package on the way you know whip game, whip proper

[Twista - over Chorus]
Uhh, Twista and Weezy F. Baby, ya dig
Whip game proper like behind the wheel, behind the stove (uhh)
It don't matter (uhh) check it out

[Twista]
Whip game proper, co-caine chopper
Don't offer me reefer unless you know the flame proper
You know I'm in somethin sick when you see the Twista pop off
Fucked up off juice and Vodka and high as a helicopter
In the grape jelly Jag or peanut butter Bentley
Or ruby Hummer cause a few bitches is comin with me
Or break down slowly I'm stallin off in the stick shift (whoo)
Mwah! Give my rims a kiss, they got big lips
Now tear the guts out, bricks'll get served
Like ostrich interior, because I'm sittin on the biggest birds
Vocalistic cataclysms, I spit the biggest words
Fuck you and yo' bitch-ass crew, I spit the sickest verbs
Yo' life is secondary, I fuck my secretary
My life is legendary, keep a gun in every Chevy
My trunk knocker, watch how I beat the block up
A paper chopper cause on my tip, the flame pop up - cause my

[Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]
Yessir... uhh, I'm up in it like dope dick
And I'm physically fine, but my flow's sick
Yosemity Sam, two holsters
Two pistols, can't be too cautious
Yes, human crack, Young Carter
I perform better in hot water
Yeah, and my whip game straight
On a bad day I could turn a two into a eight
And when I smile, it look like a bag of coke
I gets high, I'm twisted like a bag of ropes
And I come from the jungle
I'm like Peter, I ride for my animals; ya dig?
Haha, now get money, or get the fuck
So much ice, I need the stick with the puck
And if the work ain't big enough
I could whip it up, watch me whip it up - because my

[Chorus]

[Twista]
Whip game proper, watch how I stir the pot up
Thuggin like I will pack up my five and go blaka-blaka
Do anything a nigga gots to do to protect my product
When you call the cops up I'll be gone before they search through my Prada
Because I don't want the drama, don't wanna holla at Your Honor
So under the seat I'ma carry the llama and then I peel off in my Impala
I'm a (what) Jeff Gordon slash chef, sorry I gots ta peel sharp
Behind the wheel or the stove I whip it real hard
To lick it real hard, give the shorties real jobs
Not from Georgia, I'm from Chicago but I got a (Field Mob)
They all be proper, at the top of Da Carter
Cuttin work at the table like a DJ go aw-err-aw-err
All of us poppin tags, all of us ridin Bentleys
All of us ridin bikes so you know we all poppin wheelies
I'm a C-note rapper, good, dope shopper
Clique gon' make dollars, spit, game proper - cause my

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Whitney Houston Tribute"

"Whitney Houston Tribute"


What? Somebody told me Whitney Houston died
Can't believe to tell you how quickly tears went through my eyes
She was gettin' better, now it's really just blew aside
I still ain't got over Don Cornelius' suicide
So, where do I start it? Dearly departed
One of Heaven's angels for sure, who was really an artist
Lovin' the way that my mama would say she could sing and the way it was magical
Ain't nobody like you, nobody before you and nobody after you
Could ever come near it, not here in the flesh but you with us in spirit
So sad to hear it, I'm choking up while I come up with these lyrics
And though she blessed the Earth and it's time to let Heaven prosper
I still wish somebody was there to protect her,
(Who?) Kevin Costner (Who?) Clive Davis, (Who?) Bobby Brown
Her mama and her daughter, Whitney is where God be now
Such a short time, don't want it to be this way
But if she was here, she would probably say:

"If I should stay, I would only be in your way"

If you wanna say rest in peace to Whitney Houston
I had Traxter leave 16 bars open on this song..
So that you could do so with me
So get your verses ready, hop on the track with me
Pay a tribute to the late great Whitney Houston

 

[fox69]

"Why"
(feat. High Beam)

"Why"
(feat. High Beam)



[Twista]
The New Testament
These are the Street Scriptures for all my riders, niggaz, and hoes
Let me ask you a question:
Why give a bitch fame by sayin' his name?
When all I gotta say is you's a bitch
Yeah, I'm talkin' to you nigga
You ain't no killa, on the riz-illa
So High Beam my nigga, get with 'em

[High Beam]
AHHHHH!!

[Hook]
When I look that fool in his face and tell him he's a lie
Everybody want a cure but nobody wanna die
Put the cash in my face, I might take a try
Money motivated that nigga that threw up my sign
My wife's on my side with a .9 ready to ride
Hold my sixth sense up and ask buddy why
Shit get deep in the cold city of Chi
Could somebody, anybody tell me why-ay
Why-ya-y-yaah
Why-ya-y-yaah these boys they wanna try me-eeeee
Why-ya-y-yaah
Why-ya-y-yaah but these boys don't wanna die-eeeee
Why-ya-y-yaah
Why-ya-y-yaah now bring them boys to the Chi-eeeee
Why-ya-ya-yaah
Why-ya-ya-yaah Ahhhhhhhh

[High Beam]
I'll sacrifice my word and my balls for this here
Straight down to earth with my real niggaz crack 'em beers
Straight up that mean mug muthafucka havin' no fear
What the fuck
You thought I was one of them bitch niggaz standin' right here
Legit Ballaz is the clique I break bread with
Niggaz I bust lead with
In the midst of confrontation, high-speed chasin'
Bend 'em, and bust 'em and stick 'em, I'm runnin' from the FED's shit
This is the New Testament, uh-huh we never dead bitch - NO

[Hook]

[High Beam]
I'll make that damn fool get on his knees and say please
Bitches in the neighborhood spreadin' disease
Hatin' ass niggaz starin' and studyin' me
Cause I'm fresh up out the bank to get my daughter some cheese
But I got somethin' on my side like a lemon to squeeze
Lickin' bout a pack up at you muthafuckaz right at the knees
Probably givin' somethin' to fools cause the man in need
I been deep up in this game for a century
Now I'm makin' major moves and stackin' paper is my motto
Different day, different gear, hoppin' out a different auto
Put it on and I'll be jackin' off louchers like lotto
Showin' love to my niggaz who show me love in Chicago
It's fair but it's square, for the love of the game or they hate it
Many done died, plenty done tried from imitatin' it
Fuck what they say, keep faith in this world you'll make it
Thank him for everythang and every blessin' but don't fake it

[Hook]

[High Beam]
Trapped up in this wild life, thinkin' to myself
Askin' the Lord for forgiveness and thankin' him for my wealth
The block is on low when these slickers ain't plantin' drugs
Saturated with racial hatred result in a slug
That's why I stay high, gone off green
Fuckin' up muthafuckaz lyrically with the Beam
Got you and yo boys losin' yo breath like ??
Never disrespect a Legit Balla when on the scene
Ooh wee I rip shit like velcro
Get off in the studio
Fuck up the punk that step up got the umm next nigga screamin' "Oh No"
Just when you thought that I was gon' fall I fuck around and ummm
Cock back explode, reload
Hit you with some shit that make you shake and shiver as I deliver
Shots from the 4-0
NO-NO!!
Got the next nigga screamin'

 

[fox69]

"Wide Open"
(feat. Erika Kane)

"Wide Open"
(feat. Erika Kane)



[Erika Kane]
ugh
I open up wide open and leave those niggas wide open
hoping for the next supreme stroking dream soaking
Coat in my choking, poking till I'm choking
Niggas croaking never welcome I ain't joking
you know I'm smoking I get the job done
I suck ya dick in front of ya man and make us all cum
leave em all sprung
dirt is awesome superb all tongue suck it like a dum dum
using mommy as the rule of dumb when you choosing em
now ya know you fuck with hood rat hoes
seeing Kane cruising and wanting me and you with them
cause it went down but you ain't true to them so who is them
I ain't lying shit
get up with a mady 9 chick that brings like to dicks
with Viagra's lips dips a tits and whips
leaving dirty tips that chicks while they ride
Kane had hoes around the globe open wide

[Chorus]
wide open
like the 7 seas in the ocean soaking like tides rolling
babs coating she glad stroking
loving the shit floating the drip
the way you sucking the dick just keep on sucking it bitch

[Erika Kane]
ugh now let me tell you how I'm working that nigga
bobbing his dick up and down spiting jerking that nigga
licking that tip all around I'm I hurting ya nigga
Kane ain't nothing nice thats for certain my nigga
I get the dick wetter than Victoria Falls
I got ya danced up and drought as I move to ya balls
from taking chillys side to side and my baby ka jaws
get it straight nigga I suck a dick for the cause
nigga climbing the walls spread them lets like a bitch
nigga I get it all you cant handle this shit
when I get the jack in the dick then at the same time nigga
blowing ya mind lick your G-spot from behind
when ya gone find a bitch wet em like this
niggas is mad they bitch cant stroke em like this
the truth of the matter shoulda broke em like this
ain't sugar coating shit blood sucking the dick

[Chorus]

[Erika Kane]
type of chick hella buff picture perfect nigga
if I jerk this shit you must be worth it nigga
I know ya had a bitch but I converted nigga
to a hot dick sucking that clit ass licking perverted nigga
got the nerve nigga pulling out a fat dick
like a bitch wont get it wet with a slick lip
lick on the tip with the tit lips
deep dish how ya tricking on some sweet shits
what ya mean bitch?
if you ain't sucking than swallow back of the Tahoe
mommy had ya happing like problems in sea like macono
bitch sucking ramodo
like hitting the lotto when tasting ya nothing
rub the dick all on my face while this nigga still cummin
still humming niggas stunning what you tryin to say something
"oooo slow down girl girl shit get back shit girl"

[Chorus]

ugh huh
wha wha
ugh huh