Wale
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- Učlanjen(a)
- 06.07.2010
- Poruka
- 30.267
"100 Hunnit"
(with Meek Mill)
"100 Hunnit"
(with Meek Mill)
[Wale]
I promised Ricky and Milly that I’ma kill it
Running throw up them digits on Dallas, homie I'm Emmitt
I’m running I’m so 100 with every nigga I run with
Tell them niggas we coming, we fucking it up this summer
[Meek Mill]
And I’m stunting like it ain’t nothing, most of these niggas fronting
I pull this Rolly from Travi, and I got this Beamer from nothing
If they ain’t talking bout paper, just tell them end of discussion
And now that I’m getting money, my neighbors turn to my cousins
[Wale]
Gold bottles, lot of bitches
Didn’t think I’m sorry I’m such a shallow nigga
The mind on me just shine on them, you shadow women
Went out with rats you niggas should be in glass slippers
[Meek Mill]
Ha, and I don’t ever ask the price on it
Married to the money hater, throw some rice on it
I told my jeweler get my Mueller, throw some mimes on it
I treat that pussy like its Tina, I go Ike on it
Beat it up, I’m getting heated up
When I say I’m high, I ain’t talking weed it up
[Wale]
Bitch I’m talking G5, Titobero, feet is up,
Beaters on my sneakers, even though I never be with Dex
B and me, train hi up
[Meek Mill]
He lying I’m on papers
But when I beat this shit off, Ima go and buy some Lakers
Yea I’m talking bout that Cali kush, We can work in bolly push
Two bad bitches in the back, they prettier than ratty look
[Wale]
Bitch I’m hot as Wasabi in Abu Dhabi
In a sauna with some models who treat it like edamame
I ain’t thugging, I ain’t robbing, I’m puffing on my broccoli
Doing 100 in a bucket, be like 20 in a ‘rari
[Meek Mill]
And I’m back on this shit again, Pressie blue like Michigan
I put on for my city I should ball with Vick and them
When I get my D12 I’ma be a Sixer then
Riding round with Looney and your sister and your sister’s friend
[Wale]
Hold up
Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again
Trying to shit the niggas is like giving children ritalin
Bobo sitting in the front, see you in a minute yo
And them haters went away as soon as I left Interscope
[Meek Mill]
Big money, I’m talking bad hoes
You niggas full of shit, fucking assholes
I’m in this presidential suite, I’m in my bathrobe
Counting 100 grand I pulled in from my last show
Shitting on them, something I ain’t mean to do
These hoes do anything, our wish is like a genie do
A nigga by a point, here take the nina too
I get a chick to come and serve you like Serena do
[Wale]
I think its genius when Lena do you in a group
Stunting, I’m in the sixth, I call that shit middle school
High as shit, I’m in a booth
Never nag them, Ima choose
And I don’t gotta front, I play these niggas like I wish ‘em to
This is where the Wizards play, this is where them bitches play
Weed a have you falling, and now you scraping up that Kemba shape
The day a hater treat a nigga like he fake,
That be the day his label treat him like his signal fade
[Meek Mill]
And I’m balling bitch, I’m balling bitch
Me Wale, so hard, this shit
Get your money budget back, fire all your artists-ess
We be burning everything, they label us as arsonists
If I ain't middle of the trap, I'm 106 and parkin' it
(with Meek Mill)
"100 Hunnit"
(with Meek Mill)
[Wale]
I promised Ricky and Milly that I’ma kill it
Running throw up them digits on Dallas, homie I'm Emmitt
I’m running I’m so 100 with every nigga I run with
Tell them niggas we coming, we fucking it up this summer
[Meek Mill]
And I’m stunting like it ain’t nothing, most of these niggas fronting
I pull this Rolly from Travi, and I got this Beamer from nothing
If they ain’t talking bout paper, just tell them end of discussion
And now that I’m getting money, my neighbors turn to my cousins
[Wale]
Gold bottles, lot of bitches
Didn’t think I’m sorry I’m such a shallow nigga
The mind on me just shine on them, you shadow women
Went out with rats you niggas should be in glass slippers
[Meek Mill]
Ha, and I don’t ever ask the price on it
Married to the money hater, throw some rice on it
I told my jeweler get my Mueller, throw some mimes on it
I treat that pussy like its Tina, I go Ike on it
Beat it up, I’m getting heated up
When I say I’m high, I ain’t talking weed it up
[Wale]
Bitch I’m talking G5, Titobero, feet is up,
Beaters on my sneakers, even though I never be with Dex
B and me, train hi up
[Meek Mill]
He lying I’m on papers
But when I beat this shit off, Ima go and buy some Lakers
Yea I’m talking bout that Cali kush, We can work in bolly push
Two bad bitches in the back, they prettier than ratty look
[Wale]
Bitch I’m hot as Wasabi in Abu Dhabi
In a sauna with some models who treat it like edamame
I ain’t thugging, I ain’t robbing, I’m puffing on my broccoli
Doing 100 in a bucket, be like 20 in a ‘rari
[Meek Mill]
And I’m back on this shit again, Pressie blue like Michigan
I put on for my city I should ball with Vick and them
When I get my D12 I’ma be a Sixer then
Riding round with Looney and your sister and your sister’s friend
[Wale]
Hold up
Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again
Trying to shit the niggas is like giving children ritalin
Bobo sitting in the front, see you in a minute yo
And them haters went away as soon as I left Interscope
[Meek Mill]
Big money, I’m talking bad hoes
You niggas full of shit, fucking assholes
I’m in this presidential suite, I’m in my bathrobe
Counting 100 grand I pulled in from my last show
Shitting on them, something I ain’t mean to do
These hoes do anything, our wish is like a genie do
A nigga by a point, here take the nina too
I get a chick to come and serve you like Serena do
[Wale]
I think its genius when Lena do you in a group
Stunting, I’m in the sixth, I call that shit middle school
High as shit, I’m in a booth
Never nag them, Ima choose
And I don’t gotta front, I play these niggas like I wish ‘em to
This is where the Wizards play, this is where them bitches play
Weed a have you falling, and now you scraping up that Kemba shape
The day a hater treat a nigga like he fake,
That be the day his label treat him like his signal fade
[Meek Mill]
And I’m balling bitch, I’m balling bitch
Me Wale, so hard, this shit
Get your money budget back, fire all your artists-ess
We be burning everything, they label us as arsonists
If I ain't middle of the trap, I'm 106 and parkin' it
MODERATOR
- Učlanjen(a)
- 06.07.2010
- Poruka
- 30.267
"4 A.M."
(feat. Black Cobain)
"4 A.M."
(feat. Black Cobain)
[Black Cobain]
Destinies fulfilled off the filling from the pillow talking
How you killing my highs I hope you built the coffin
I got virgin lungs please excuse the coughin
Think I'm bout to blow, they call me George from boston
Respect is never given so I confiscate it
Get acquainted with mine I get them aclamated
Cherry red dice I'm a gambling man I'm never taking twice
Had to escape the life
This ain't for ordinary people, don't compare me to rappers
I'm trying to be like The Beatles,
Give me some soul money, niggas is gassed up
Tell them to keep it running, I'm keeping the grass cut
No snakes, royalty hating niggas don't get no p-ssy
So it's more for me, she invited me in her mouth
You know it's cordially we throwin' racks, she said please don't talk to me
All my niggas is winning, shout out to Charlie Sheen
I spitting bars the metronome the money machine
A money machine, of course I'm trying to be the king that was part of my dream
and Wale told me fuck yall, so we fuck yall, we don't love yall
Loud B.O.T. above y'all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call
The way your heard of that, the way yo heard of y'all
[Wale]
Dogging, Hard listen mean mugging
For when niggas don't see their C's till they see the judges
Dark side of town, baby mama blues,
When drama ensues niggas Ndomakong Suh
Old lyin' ass defensive ass boys
Why you knock that bitch up if you can't tend it out boy
I'm a tenant my opinion is monumental
I'm here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil
Got indelible colors, only look where they're buzzing
I'm at Dallas with luggage fly straight to the money
And you don't understand my slang my colloquial's lovely
So they quote me and love me like I'm a poet or something
Hoe I kick it, I punt it like Reggie Roby or something
Shady bitches'll feel me, Reggie Smokers disgust me
Make the least of you haters, make the most of your money
Have that consistence drive long as your motor's running
I used to heat up mama house by opening ovens
Now mama see that shit on Oprah and know that it's coming
That's real shit, it's bigger than rap, my nigga Cole busy, but genius is back
I light up my spliff take a sip of my yack
Thinking back of when the city weren't thinking of rap
They weren't thinking of rap, they weren't giving a fuck
Now everywhere I go they be giving it up
I seen it all from Barry Farms to Sursum Corders
They had that rocking like a Park that's word to Mike Shinoda
Shout out to captain Ginnny and free my nigga Ricky
We always pray for polo, we miss you little Penny
We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies
Not in the kingdom of Zamunda but it's mad semi's
Where bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly
This where they love you then they hate you, go and ask Fifty
Yeah, go and ask fifty
They love you then they hate you, go and ask fifty
Go and ask fifty, hating ass nigga, sweeter than sibling
Who got the juice nigga ?
juice nigga,
juice nigga,
work, work, work, work, work.
(feat. Black Cobain)
"4 A.M."
(feat. Black Cobain)
[Black Cobain]
Destinies fulfilled off the filling from the pillow talking
How you killing my highs I hope you built the coffin
I got virgin lungs please excuse the coughin
Think I'm bout to blow, they call me George from boston
Respect is never given so I confiscate it
Get acquainted with mine I get them aclamated
Cherry red dice I'm a gambling man I'm never taking twice
Had to escape the life
This ain't for ordinary people, don't compare me to rappers
I'm trying to be like The Beatles,
Give me some soul money, niggas is gassed up
Tell them to keep it running, I'm keeping the grass cut
No snakes, royalty hating niggas don't get no p-ssy
So it's more for me, she invited me in her mouth
You know it's cordially we throwin' racks, she said please don't talk to me
All my niggas is winning, shout out to Charlie Sheen
I spitting bars the metronome the money machine
A money machine, of course I'm trying to be the king that was part of my dream
and Wale told me fuck yall, so we fuck yall, we don't love yall
Loud B.O.T. above y'all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call
The way your heard of that, the way yo heard of y'all
[Wale]
Dogging, Hard listen mean mugging
For when niggas don't see their C's till they see the judges
Dark side of town, baby mama blues,
When drama ensues niggas Ndomakong Suh
Old lyin' ass defensive ass boys
Why you knock that bitch up if you can't tend it out boy
I'm a tenant my opinion is monumental
I'm here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil
Got indelible colors, only look where they're buzzing
I'm at Dallas with luggage fly straight to the money
And you don't understand my slang my colloquial's lovely
So they quote me and love me like I'm a poet or something
Hoe I kick it, I punt it like Reggie Roby or something
Shady bitches'll feel me, Reggie Smokers disgust me
Make the least of you haters, make the most of your money
Have that consistence drive long as your motor's running
I used to heat up mama house by opening ovens
Now mama see that shit on Oprah and know that it's coming
That's real shit, it's bigger than rap, my nigga Cole busy, but genius is back
I light up my spliff take a sip of my yack
Thinking back of when the city weren't thinking of rap
They weren't thinking of rap, they weren't giving a fuck
Now everywhere I go they be giving it up
I seen it all from Barry Farms to Sursum Corders
They had that rocking like a Park that's word to Mike Shinoda
Shout out to captain Ginnny and free my nigga Ricky
We always pray for polo, we miss you little Penny
We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies
Not in the kingdom of Zamunda but it's mad semi's
Where bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly
This where they love you then they hate you, go and ask Fifty
Yeah, go and ask fifty
They love you then they hate you, go and ask fifty
Go and ask fifty, hating ass nigga, sweeter than sibling
Who got the juice nigga ?
juice nigga,
juice nigga,
work, work, work, work, work.
MODERATOR
- Učlanjen(a)
- 06.07.2010
- Poruka
- 30.267
"5 Minutes"
(feat. Skyzoo)
"5 Minutes"
(feat. Skyzoo)
This is only for the hip-hop lovers
You want that bullshit - turn the radio on
Skyzoo, Wale
The one and only, homey still Thelonius with it
The only one spittin' like no one else livin'
No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal
Could breathe on the mic and give it epileptic seizures
They turn narcoleptic when them niggas start speakin'
Ridin' in that ES with my Nefertiti queen
And eyes low, pardon me, hah
We smoke the kind of green that turn the Simpsons Bruce Lee on
Hi-Ya, the higher part of my hierarchy
My mind potent like you high off keys or something
Shit, we don't believe none of them
Motherfucker, your career is a conundrum
And none drum, iller than Ninth Wonder
IV, no I can sell like mitochondria
I'm out the country, I'm jet lagging
They can't see me, I'm like the team that brought Brett back
And I'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them
Wale Ovechkin
Fuckin' with that ice, them Landover niggas check ya
Check one-two, the mic is my weaponry
Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace
Watch what I do to beats, I don't need no jewelery
I was underground but wasn't trying to renew the lease
Yeah, hello mainstream, I'm a walking dollar bill ain't a damn thing changed
[Skyzoo:]
I got mine while the rest of ya'lls was still looking
I'm top five, but no begging, dawg, I for real took it
So how they grilling me is literally just serenity
Literally, if you say you feeling me, then you feel Brooklyn
([Wale:] Whatup!)
And I don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks
My shoe game is Penny in ninety-six
I move aim, hit 'em and final flip
Whether it's a beat or a scam
I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands
I made ya'll want to be what I am
And as far as your fades I raised them all underneath where I stand
I'm pushing it for the corner
Keeping them on the hip
And, yup, I gave lyrics a reason to want to live
Fresh off the plane, Hong Kong, Beijing
Felt like I was home, the groupie love was the same
I'm Kobe in an orange jersey
And wrote this from 4:25 to 4:30, hah
[Wale:] Okay
[Skyzoo:] Yeah, I mean, I literally wrote that from 4:25 to 4:30
[Wale:] That's about five minutes, guy
[Skyzoo:] For real
They call me, S-K-Y-Z-O-O
And I'm Wale Folarin, was raised on go-go
They style is so-so, my Louis from So-Ho
Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again
They go major, the flow is no longer
So everything retro come across so corny
Everything from Bradfords to gimmick spitters
To every nigga who rap and say, 'My shit's different!'
So get with us or lose like them niggas
Spent more on these kicks than Pac-Man spent on strippers
Haha! This just the beginning of the, uh, you know, the whole process of this Back to the Feature mixtape
DC whatup?
BK whatup?
PG whatup?
MoCo whatup?
Let me do some shoutouts
Mo betta - what up?
UCB - what up?
Hey Sycamore, whatup?
You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football
That's when you know you doing shit
Yeah, bitch
(feat. Skyzoo)
"5 Minutes"
(feat. Skyzoo)
This is only for the hip-hop lovers
You want that bullshit - turn the radio on
Skyzoo, Wale
The one and only, homey still Thelonius with it
The only one spittin' like no one else livin'
No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal
Could breathe on the mic and give it epileptic seizures
They turn narcoleptic when them niggas start speakin'
Ridin' in that ES with my Nefertiti queen
And eyes low, pardon me, hah
We smoke the kind of green that turn the Simpsons Bruce Lee on
Hi-Ya, the higher part of my hierarchy
My mind potent like you high off keys or something
Shit, we don't believe none of them
Motherfucker, your career is a conundrum
And none drum, iller than Ninth Wonder
IV, no I can sell like mitochondria
I'm out the country, I'm jet lagging
They can't see me, I'm like the team that brought Brett back
And I'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them
Wale Ovechkin
Fuckin' with that ice, them Landover niggas check ya
Check one-two, the mic is my weaponry
Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace
Watch what I do to beats, I don't need no jewelery
I was underground but wasn't trying to renew the lease
Yeah, hello mainstream, I'm a walking dollar bill ain't a damn thing changed
[Skyzoo:]
I got mine while the rest of ya'lls was still looking
I'm top five, but no begging, dawg, I for real took it
So how they grilling me is literally just serenity
Literally, if you say you feeling me, then you feel Brooklyn
([Wale:] Whatup!)
And I don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks
My shoe game is Penny in ninety-six
I move aim, hit 'em and final flip
Whether it's a beat or a scam
I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands
I made ya'll want to be what I am
And as far as your fades I raised them all underneath where I stand
I'm pushing it for the corner
Keeping them on the hip
And, yup, I gave lyrics a reason to want to live
Fresh off the plane, Hong Kong, Beijing
Felt like I was home, the groupie love was the same
I'm Kobe in an orange jersey
And wrote this from 4:25 to 4:30, hah
[Wale:] Okay
[Skyzoo:] Yeah, I mean, I literally wrote that from 4:25 to 4:30
[Wale:] That's about five minutes, guy
[Skyzoo:] For real
They call me, S-K-Y-Z-O-O
And I'm Wale Folarin, was raised on go-go
They style is so-so, my Louis from So-Ho
Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again
They go major, the flow is no longer
So everything retro come across so corny
Everything from Bradfords to gimmick spitters
To every nigga who rap and say, 'My shit's different!'
So get with us or lose like them niggas
Spent more on these kicks than Pac-Man spent on strippers
Haha! This just the beginning of the, uh, you know, the whole process of this Back to the Feature mixtape
DC whatup?
BK whatup?
PG whatup?
MoCo whatup?
Let me do some shoutouts
Mo betta - what up?
UCB - what up?
Hey Sycamore, whatup?
You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football
That's when you know you doing shit
Yeah, bitch
MODERATOR
- Učlanjen(a)
- 06.07.2010
- Poruka
- 30.267
"600 Benz"
(feat. Rick Ross & Jadakiss)
(performed as Maybach Music Group)
"600 Benz"
(feat. Rick Ross & Jadakiss)
(performed as Maybach Music Group)
[Rick Ross]
600 Benz, house 600 grand
That was 6 years ago, whips come from Japan
I get that work from my face
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
600 Benz, Condo 600 grand
I got 12 hundred kicks them straight from Japan
My ambition is wicked I put that shit on my hands
[Rick Ross]
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
I put that shit from my man
[Wale]
Wale, real nigga, while I tote a blow and bomb haze?
I just tell CJ keep on rollin’ thats my shorty
Tinted out, you aint seeing through
All black everything, this shit like a HBCU
Maybach music, major moves
I’m saving major loot
I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes
One whip just aint enough, I just seen 33
You only half a W without a second V
Gotta be dreamin, gotta be chosen
Shawty when I was 20 I had a Camry and ?
But now I’m ok, I got my shit together
Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you’ll be rich forever, ever
Forever my endeavours and I sever my opponents
I’m cold like its in Denver
The dilemma is, you think I got no conscience
You think I just here flossing or ? shit about ?
[Rick Ross]
600 Benz, house 600 grand
That was 6 years ago, whips come from Japan
I get that work from my face
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
600 Benz, Condo 600 grand
I got 12 hundred kicks them straight from Japan
My ambition is wicked I put that shit on my hands
[Rick Ross]
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
I put that shit from my man
[Jadakiss]
Dependin’ on how I feel, either the coupe or sedan
I’m only dealin’ with you, nothing to do with your man
Ruin your plans, it’s best to do what you can
I’m up to 600 bricks, started with 200 grams
Hand to hand in the cold
Pockets on hella swole
I was breaking ‘em down, now I’m selling ‘em whole
Work straight out the kitchen
Aint no competition
You just shut up and listen and you can complete the mission
Know you want me to fall
I don’t do nothing but ball
You heard I was in jail, but I just came form the mall
I’m on my way to the jeweller bout to cop me a mula
Keep the digital ruler, at arms length of the ruger
Life’s a bitch and I feel her
Aint nobody iller, ? Godzilla
Catch me blowing vanilla’s
Used to be blood money now it’s go hard scrilla
After I count it all up, I’ma go to the dealer and get a…
[Rick Ross]
600 Benz, house 600 grand
That was 6 years ago, whips come from Japan
I get that work from my face
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
600 Benz, Condo 600 grand
I got 12 hundred kicks them straight from Japan
My ambition is wicked I put that shit on my hands
[Rick Ross]
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
I put that shit from my man
[Wale]
Hope you heard that intro
This that I been grinding cause I’ve been saving for that benz flow
So mash on them petty badges
Tell em’ ? but they never gon catch us
If I am pulled over, I know they gon be on it
Cause it’s hot in here and I got no L like the ’72 Dolphins
Woooh, race my ?, and I bet you never pass me like a safety ?
I’m Polamalu, 600 the newest model
My newest motto to use a condom with newest models
Uhh, got a hundred on the dash uh
Ya aint killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns
I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones
? runs the circus hope you don’t expect a fair one
Dropping hundreds like it aint nothing
Really it was but you know I never sayin’ nothing
(feat. Rick Ross & Jadakiss)
(performed as Maybach Music Group)
"600 Benz"
(feat. Rick Ross & Jadakiss)
(performed as Maybach Music Group)
[Rick Ross]
600 Benz, house 600 grand
That was 6 years ago, whips come from Japan
I get that work from my face
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
600 Benz, Condo 600 grand
I got 12 hundred kicks them straight from Japan
My ambition is wicked I put that shit on my hands
[Rick Ross]
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
I put that shit from my man
[Wale]
Wale, real nigga, while I tote a blow and bomb haze?
I just tell CJ keep on rollin’ thats my shorty
Tinted out, you aint seeing through
All black everything, this shit like a HBCU
Maybach music, major moves
I’m saving major loot
I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes
One whip just aint enough, I just seen 33
You only half a W without a second V
Gotta be dreamin, gotta be chosen
Shawty when I was 20 I had a Camry and ?
But now I’m ok, I got my shit together
Rozay told me keep on working, shawty you’ll be rich forever, ever
Forever my endeavours and I sever my opponents
I’m cold like its in Denver
The dilemma is, you think I got no conscience
You think I just here flossing or ? shit about ?
[Rick Ross]
600 Benz, house 600 grand
That was 6 years ago, whips come from Japan
I get that work from my face
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
600 Benz, Condo 600 grand
I got 12 hundred kicks them straight from Japan
My ambition is wicked I put that shit on my hands
[Rick Ross]
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
I put that shit from my man
[Jadakiss]
Dependin’ on how I feel, either the coupe or sedan
I’m only dealin’ with you, nothing to do with your man
Ruin your plans, it’s best to do what you can
I’m up to 600 bricks, started with 200 grams
Hand to hand in the cold
Pockets on hella swole
I was breaking ‘em down, now I’m selling ‘em whole
Work straight out the kitchen
Aint no competition
You just shut up and listen and you can complete the mission
Know you want me to fall
I don’t do nothing but ball
You heard I was in jail, but I just came form the mall
I’m on my way to the jeweller bout to cop me a mula
Keep the digital ruler, at arms length of the ruger
Life’s a bitch and I feel her
Aint nobody iller, ? Godzilla
Catch me blowing vanilla’s
Used to be blood money now it’s go hard scrilla
After I count it all up, I’ma go to the dealer and get a…
[Rick Ross]
600 Benz, house 600 grand
That was 6 years ago, whips come from Japan
I get that work from my face
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
600 Benz, Condo 600 grand
I got 12 hundred kicks them straight from Japan
My ambition is wicked I put that shit on my hands
[Rick Ross]
I get that work from my face
[Wale]
I put that shit from my man
[Wale]
Hope you heard that intro
This that I been grinding cause I’ve been saving for that benz flow
So mash on them petty badges
Tell em’ ? but they never gon catch us
If I am pulled over, I know they gon be on it
Cause it’s hot in here and I got no L like the ’72 Dolphins
Woooh, race my ?, and I bet you never pass me like a safety ?
I’m Polamalu, 600 the newest model
My newest motto to use a condom with newest models
Uhh, got a hundred on the dash uh
Ya aint killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns
I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones
? runs the circus hope you don’t expect a fair one
Dropping hundreds like it aint nothing
Really it was but you know I never sayin’ nothing
MODERATOR
- Učlanjen(a)
- 06.07.2010
- Poruka
- 30.267
"88"
"88"
[Intro:]
Yeah
So it's on me
So it's on me
So it's on me
I copped threes for the whole team
So it's on me
I copped threes for the whole team
Now we at the top
MJ, 88, and I ain't ever gonna stop
[Verse 1:]
Carolina blue kicks
Hottest nigga on your block
I ain't J.R. Rider but them wolves coming for my spot
From the percentage of youngins winning without no college
I'm in my Laneys but nothing JV about this balling
I lost my deal, got with Will he seen a nigga genius
My rapping skills is on Chapel Hill but you ain't see it
Eyes low, pyro
Grape swisher, my 5's on
My opposition decline slow
My J's straight out of China like they be Cairo
Shout out to Tyga but my squad Balenciaga
One of the rarest in flyest niggas to rep the chocolate
It was all a dream, it was all a dream
Never Michael Jeffrey in 17s, I'm staying with my team
No bullshit loyalty rare
And don't worry 'bout it shawty we here
[Hook:]
So it's on me!
I copped threes for the whole team
Now we at the top
MJ, '88, and I ain't ever coming down
Work
So it's on me
I copped threes for the whole team
Now we at the top
MJ, '88 and I ain't ever comin down
Work
And the people say
And the people say
[Verse 2:]
Groupies everywhere, I'm mentally prepared
I got a black and red joint, I bet they thinking bred
They tryna see me fail
Just know my thinking and my sneakers rare
Get that Chi-Town love, I'm in Leaders gear
Bet they got they pom-poms up
Soon as I see O'Hare Seven
I make a damn movie fooly
I been the dookie
These rappers is Sam Bowie to me
I was a Bowie student
It wasn't really nothing
That's why I kicked it and blew grass like Boise punter
This is no Space Jam
I'm out the globe stunting
I'm a one man band, I prolly Jordan 1 em
And all my singles golden
I will not forfeit, this my defining moment you know
Seven Eleven, yea I got 'em open
Eleven pair of 7s, they touching my rap touring
It was all a dream, it was all a dream
And when I'm 45, do it like I'm 23
And premature, tell me I'm wrong if a nigga swing I feel it jack
I was just waiting 'til the sixth ring
[Hook: until end]
"88"
[Intro:]
Yeah
So it's on me
So it's on me
So it's on me
I copped threes for the whole team
So it's on me
I copped threes for the whole team
Now we at the top
MJ, 88, and I ain't ever gonna stop
[Verse 1:]
Carolina blue kicks
Hottest nigga on your block
I ain't J.R. Rider but them wolves coming for my spot
From the percentage of youngins winning without no college
I'm in my Laneys but nothing JV about this balling
I lost my deal, got with Will he seen a nigga genius
My rapping skills is on Chapel Hill but you ain't see it
Eyes low, pyro
Grape swisher, my 5's on
My opposition decline slow
My J's straight out of China like they be Cairo
Shout out to Tyga but my squad Balenciaga
One of the rarest in flyest niggas to rep the chocolate
It was all a dream, it was all a dream
Never Michael Jeffrey in 17s, I'm staying with my team
No bullshit loyalty rare
And don't worry 'bout it shawty we here
[Hook:]
So it's on me!
I copped threes for the whole team
Now we at the top
MJ, '88, and I ain't ever coming down
Work
So it's on me
I copped threes for the whole team
Now we at the top
MJ, '88 and I ain't ever comin down
Work
And the people say
And the people say
[Verse 2:]
Groupies everywhere, I'm mentally prepared
I got a black and red joint, I bet they thinking bred
They tryna see me fail
Just know my thinking and my sneakers rare
Get that Chi-Town love, I'm in Leaders gear
Bet they got they pom-poms up
Soon as I see O'Hare Seven
I make a damn movie fooly
I been the dookie
These rappers is Sam Bowie to me
I was a Bowie student
It wasn't really nothing
That's why I kicked it and blew grass like Boise punter
This is no Space Jam
I'm out the globe stunting
I'm a one man band, I prolly Jordan 1 em
And all my singles golden
I will not forfeit, this my defining moment you know
Seven Eleven, yea I got 'em open
Eleven pair of 7s, they touching my rap touring
It was all a dream, it was all a dream
And when I'm 45, do it like I'm 23
And premature, tell me I'm wrong if a nigga swing I feel it jack
I was just waiting 'til the sixth ring
[Hook: until end]
MODERATOR
- Učlanjen(a)
- 06.07.2010
- Poruka
- 30.267
"90210"
"90210"
[Chorus]
And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom wit a nose bleed
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is...(90210)
She live her whole life like tv
And she would do anything for everything
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is...(90210)
[Verse 1]
Ms. Rodeo, tell me where your day go
Part-time waitress she really wanna make it
In the "City of Lights", it's hard to see clear
She don't really care about anyone advice
Nothing here's real, and everyone's alike
Cause everyone dreams of the millionaire's life
She barely eats at all, if she do she eats light
Indulging a meal when a toilets in sight
Expose those fries, can't hold those down
To be seven pounds, you must release several pounds
This is Heaven on Hell
This is how she wanna live
She ain't really trippin', she's on Beverly Hills
[Chorus]
And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom wit a nose bleed
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is...(90210)
She live her whole life like tv
And she would do anything for everything
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is...(90210)
[Verse 2]
Just another day out in Beverly Hills
She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still
Believing the screens or anything there
But reality shows ain't real
So pretentious with no potential
She goes to catch up, although her rents up
In her defense-she part of the crowd
She gonna borrow some money
So she can party at Chows
It's apart of her goal
It's all she knows
Graduated from rosay, addicted to blow
Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow
So she kisses the stars
And gives them a blow
After every show, a dream she hold
Inhibition is gone, she just wanna be known
She wanna be know, she just wanna be known
Pulling down her skirt
"I never done this before", Nah
[Chorus]
And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom wit a nose bleed
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is...(90210)
She live her whole life like tv
And she would do anything for everything
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is...(90210)
[Verse 3]
You know big-breast girls
Never ever pay rent
They meet the Rich Boys
Throw D's on that Bitch
Lease on The Whip
Beach on the weekend
Hotel suite, room keys is a gift
Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger
Now you just a whore to the male entertainers
Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick
The sun's always out
But It's clouds over here
Look, cocaine addiction, apartment eviction
To add to the list of Beverly Hills victims
Hold on you can see my vision
Next to you let down on a nigga
[Chorus]
And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom wit a nose bleed
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is...(90210)
She live her whole life like tv
And she do anything for everything
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is...(90210)
"90210"
[Chorus]
And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom wit a nose bleed
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is...(90210)
She live her whole life like tv
And she would do anything for everything
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is...(90210)
[Verse 1]
Ms. Rodeo, tell me where your day go
Part-time waitress she really wanna make it
In the "City of Lights", it's hard to see clear
She don't really care about anyone advice
Nothing here's real, and everyone's alike
Cause everyone dreams of the millionaire's life
She barely eats at all, if she do she eats light
Indulging a meal when a toilets in sight
Expose those fries, can't hold those down
To be seven pounds, you must release several pounds
This is Heaven on Hell
This is how she wanna live
She ain't really trippin', she's on Beverly Hills
[Chorus]
And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom wit a nose bleed
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is...(90210)
She live her whole life like tv
And she would do anything for everything
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is...(90210)
[Verse 2]
Just another day out in Beverly Hills
She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still
Believing the screens or anything there
But reality shows ain't real
So pretentious with no potential
She goes to catch up, although her rents up
In her defense-she part of the crowd
She gonna borrow some money
So she can party at Chows
It's apart of her goal
It's all she knows
Graduated from rosay, addicted to blow
Addicted to stardom, a wish to blow
So she kisses the stars
And gives them a blow
After every show, a dream she hold
Inhibition is gone, she just wanna be known
She wanna be know, she just wanna be known
Pulling down her skirt
"I never done this before", Nah
[Chorus]
And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom wit a nose bleed
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is...(90210)
She live her whole life like tv
And she would do anything for everything
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is...(90210)
[Verse 3]
You know big-breast girls
Never ever pay rent
They meet the Rich Boys
Throw D's on that Bitch
Lease on The Whip
Beach on the weekend
Hotel suite, room keys is a gift
Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger
Now you just a whore to the male entertainers
Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick
The sun's always out
But It's clouds over here
Look, cocaine addiction, apartment eviction
To add to the list of Beverly Hills victims
Hold on you can see my vision
Next to you let down on a nigga
[Chorus]
And she throws up whatever she eats
She leave the bathroom wit a nose bleed
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is...(90210)
She live her whole life like tv
And she do anything for everything
Regular girl, Celebrity dreams
She is...(90210)
MODERATOR
- Učlanjen(a)
- 06.07.2010
- Poruka
- 30.267
"Ambition"
(feat. Meek Mill & Rick Ross)
"Ambition"
(feat. Meek Mill & Rick Ross)
[Intro:]
The time is now on everything
Took my heart away from money
Aint interested in fame
But I pray that never change
Ambition is priceless
It’s something that’s in your veins
And I put that on my name
[Meek Mill:]
Uh, the only hope I had was selling dope
Was on my grind cause times was harder than the cellar floor
My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks
I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke
Oh, I was raised by the stop sign
No religion I was getting saved by the glock nine
By the minute I was getting paid like a hot line
Servin' rollin' fiends was calling, we was dot com
Well connected, well respected and well protected
Aint get accepted, well rejected and now they regret it
Aint get my message, was no signal when I was texting
The niggas I was calling was fraud and I learned my lesson
Now I move with aggression, use my mind as a weapon
Cause chances are never given they tooken like interceptions
So throw that pass, I’ll be the Corner back
Me and Folarin MMG gon bring that Warner back
[Hook:]
For my Ambition
Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it
They gon love me for my Ambition
Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it
They gon love me for my Ambition
Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it
Look, they gon love me for my ambition
Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision
(It speaks for itself. Define Ambition for me?)
[Rick Ross:]
My ambition to win, just to get me some ends
Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a Benz
I saw momma praying as she wait on results
It was hot in the kitchen can I wait on the porch
My father was missing, War Lord Oliver North
Life was diggin’ me deeper, I kept on coming up short
Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark
Who cut my power off? it’s time to move that powder soft
Not too many options when you coming from the projects
Sittin’ in the trap now you moving Cyndi Lauper
Girls wanna have fun, and a nigga with some change
And I doubt that ever change
Ambition is priceless that’s something thats in your veins
And I doubt that ever change
Ambition is my shit and I put that on my name
And I doubt that ever change
[Hook]
[Wale:]
Well wishes to my opposition
You niggas probably cop a plea before you cop a pistol
I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential
But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue
Subscribe niggas reside where all the lions and killers be
And I aint spend a minute up in the streets
But I’m limitless mentally, I’m lyrically ZMT
Lebron shit, I was heading 6 after 23
And family is everything and money is less important
Long as your mama love you, don’t ever love a woman
I got a lot of bitches, they got a lot of feelings
But I got that green on my eyes
And that ain’t no Donnie Simpson
I retire you niggas: fuck you and your position!
They play surface so slippery niggas can’t even kick it
Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches
You know you real you don’t say it
You know you real, we gon feel it
Ralph!
[Outro:]
Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision
They gon love me for my ambition
Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it
Look, they gon love me for my ambition
Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision
They gon love me for my ambition
(feat. Meek Mill & Rick Ross)
"Ambition"
(feat. Meek Mill & Rick Ross)
[Intro:]
The time is now on everything
Took my heart away from money
Aint interested in fame
But I pray that never change
Ambition is priceless
It’s something that’s in your veins
And I put that on my name
[Meek Mill:]
Uh, the only hope I had was selling dope
Was on my grind cause times was harder than the cellar floor
My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks
I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke
Oh, I was raised by the stop sign
No religion I was getting saved by the glock nine
By the minute I was getting paid like a hot line
Servin' rollin' fiends was calling, we was dot com
Well connected, well respected and well protected
Aint get accepted, well rejected and now they regret it
Aint get my message, was no signal when I was texting
The niggas I was calling was fraud and I learned my lesson
Now I move with aggression, use my mind as a weapon
Cause chances are never given they tooken like interceptions
So throw that pass, I’ll be the Corner back
Me and Folarin MMG gon bring that Warner back
[Hook:]
For my Ambition
Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it
They gon love me for my Ambition
Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it
They gon love me for my Ambition
Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it
Look, they gon love me for my ambition
Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision
(It speaks for itself. Define Ambition for me?)
[Rick Ross:]
My ambition to win, just to get me some ends
Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a Benz
I saw momma praying as she wait on results
It was hot in the kitchen can I wait on the porch
My father was missing, War Lord Oliver North
Life was diggin’ me deeper, I kept on coming up short
Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark
Who cut my power off? it’s time to move that powder soft
Not too many options when you coming from the projects
Sittin’ in the trap now you moving Cyndi Lauper
Girls wanna have fun, and a nigga with some change
And I doubt that ever change
Ambition is priceless that’s something thats in your veins
And I doubt that ever change
Ambition is my shit and I put that on my name
And I doubt that ever change
[Hook]
[Wale:]
Well wishes to my opposition
You niggas probably cop a plea before you cop a pistol
I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential
But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue
Subscribe niggas reside where all the lions and killers be
And I aint spend a minute up in the streets
But I’m limitless mentally, I’m lyrically ZMT
Lebron shit, I was heading 6 after 23
And family is everything and money is less important
Long as your mama love you, don’t ever love a woman
I got a lot of bitches, they got a lot of feelings
But I got that green on my eyes
And that ain’t no Donnie Simpson
I retire you niggas: fuck you and your position!
They play surface so slippery niggas can’t even kick it
Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches
You know you real you don’t say it
You know you real, we gon feel it
Ralph!
[Outro:]
Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision
They gon love me for my ambition
Easy to dream a dream, though it’s harder to live it
Look, they gon love me for my ambition
Beautiful music, painting pictures that be my vision
They gon love me for my ambition
MODERATOR
- Učlanjen(a)
- 06.07.2010
- Poruka
- 30.267
"Ambitious Girl, Pt. 2"
(feat. J. Holiday)
"Ambitious Girl, Pt. 2"
(feat. J. Holiday)
Consider this my reiteration
Miss I want to read into your nature
Like the deepest of literature
Miss I'm trynna to be in your space without being in the way of your dreams and education
Let me say this the realest bitch in the room
Her living situation ain't too good, so her living begins in June
Miss couldn't get them Jimmy Choos cause tuition is due
Miss wherever you SAT I want to ACT like I want to get into you, no particular school
Miss made some new friends stepping with crews
Miss aka Miss Crimpson and Cream, Miss Unaffiliated
But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen
Ambitious girl, Ambitious girl, ambitious...so ambitious
[X3]
Go girl, Go girl
Look, I'm still talking to you baby
You like your school but you're sick of Sally Maybes
Grey socks, she ain't slow she can't rest tomorrows that big test
Two of her friends strip she never judge them though
She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though
I put you on that pedestal
Shorty I'm just saying that your effort makes you edible
That's something they won't ever know
Look it something they can't ever see
Shorty you super cede anything they'll ever be
Go ahead and study shorty, hit me when you finish up
It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done
Shout to them girls in the club that don't fuck with they professors
Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls
That you offer them ones but they ain't let you
I love your ambition
Ambitious girl, ambitious girl, ambitious...so ambitious
[X3]
Okay
Shout out to them 4.0's and them 1.5s that don't mind and say fuck it, I tried
It's nothing to deny for having such a mind, I'll be having y'all in mind
It's something you can ride too
Dress up and get fly too
It's something you provide that make me want to get inside you
Look, ambition will define you
You don't worry about them bitches you just doing what they'd like too
And I'd like to serenade you for every day you
Chasing your dreams instead of chasing a niggas paper
And God blessed me with a lot of patience
But I ain't handle it a while I need your aspirations
Ambitious girl, Ambitious girl, ambitious...so ambitious
[X3]
...
Shout out to them girls in the club that don't fuck with their professors
Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you
I love your ambition
Ambitious girl, ambitious girl, ambitious...so ambitious
[X3]
Wuddup Board, wuddup B state wuddup, Hampton Wussup
Howard U wussup, akas wussups, Fam U wussup
All the zedas wussup, All the deltas wussup
Ambitious for life and you know that's wussup
Ambition [X7]
I love em [X4]
Ambtiion [x4]
Haaa...
I love all the inspiration
No matter how your day goes or how your day went
For Life
Ambition [x3]
(feat. J. Holiday)
"Ambitious Girl, Pt. 2"
(feat. J. Holiday)
Consider this my reiteration
Miss I want to read into your nature
Like the deepest of literature
Miss I'm trynna to be in your space without being in the way of your dreams and education
Let me say this the realest bitch in the room
Her living situation ain't too good, so her living begins in June
Miss couldn't get them Jimmy Choos cause tuition is due
Miss wherever you SAT I want to ACT like I want to get into you, no particular school
Miss made some new friends stepping with crews
Miss aka Miss Crimpson and Cream, Miss Unaffiliated
But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen
Ambitious girl, Ambitious girl, ambitious...so ambitious
[X3]
Go girl, Go girl
Look, I'm still talking to you baby
You like your school but you're sick of Sally Maybes
Grey socks, she ain't slow she can't rest tomorrows that big test
Two of her friends strip she never judge them though
She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though
I put you on that pedestal
Shorty I'm just saying that your effort makes you edible
That's something they won't ever know
Look it something they can't ever see
Shorty you super cede anything they'll ever be
Go ahead and study shorty, hit me when you finish up
It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done
Shout to them girls in the club that don't fuck with they professors
Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls
That you offer them ones but they ain't let you
I love your ambition
Ambitious girl, ambitious girl, ambitious...so ambitious
[X3]
Okay
Shout out to them 4.0's and them 1.5s that don't mind and say fuck it, I tried
It's nothing to deny for having such a mind, I'll be having y'all in mind
It's something you can ride too
Dress up and get fly too
It's something you provide that make me want to get inside you
Look, ambition will define you
You don't worry about them bitches you just doing what they'd like too
And I'd like to serenade you for every day you
Chasing your dreams instead of chasing a niggas paper
And God blessed me with a lot of patience
But I ain't handle it a while I need your aspirations
Ambitious girl, Ambitious girl, ambitious...so ambitious
[X3]
...
Shout out to them girls in the club that don't fuck with their professors
Yessir, lets have a toast for the girls that you offer them ones but they ain't let you
I love your ambition
Ambitious girl, ambitious girl, ambitious...so ambitious
[X3]
Wuddup Board, wuddup B state wuddup, Hampton Wussup
Howard U wussup, akas wussups, Fam U wussup
All the zedas wussup, All the deltas wussup
Ambitious for life and you know that's wussup
Ambition [X7]
I love em [X4]
Ambtiion [x4]
Haaa...
I love all the inspiration
No matter how your day goes or how your day went
For Life
Ambition [x3]
MODERATOR
- Učlanjen(a)
- 06.07.2010
- Poruka
- 30.267
"Arrival"
"Arrival"
Somewhere blowin loud floating low dreaded out
Love a dark sister but ran through lights like medic routes
Who here compare to Ralph
Blacks by the double
Kilimanjaro I get high by every pair I mount
I’mma let that bitch breathe fucker
And I’m doing fine but them suits lined and I see you suckers
Fear not I’m you cicadas bitch I’m still buzzin
And my wrist rocky cause I beat up a little clubber, too
Making moves with that made crew, shoot
And to think that I almost did trade school
Now I kick that Liu Kang mixed with Wayne Rooney
First album sleepers, but second album groupies
I’m’ bout to show you broke, my next one a movie
Cause third times the charm, that’s word to Sam Bowie
And my ego will not change
But this shit so wack and the chips must stack, there will be no Frito Lay
Ok, I’m winning competition who is it?
Ralph in that new edition and that’s no Ralphy?
All my posse official and my policies simple
Keep your faith in your God, family over the business
Here niggas be at odds and get even with pistols
Ed Hochuli nah, my partners is more official
And I’m at that mall again, balling for that shit I been through
And that large grip is just small shit, like that shit from Shih Tzu
My pencil a genzo to everyday people when due
Got a nice crib but I’m outstanding like Mr. Wendal
"Arrival"
Somewhere blowin loud floating low dreaded out
Love a dark sister but ran through lights like medic routes
Who here compare to Ralph
Blacks by the double
Kilimanjaro I get high by every pair I mount
I’mma let that bitch breathe fucker
And I’m doing fine but them suits lined and I see you suckers
Fear not I’m you cicadas bitch I’m still buzzin
And my wrist rocky cause I beat up a little clubber, too
Making moves with that made crew, shoot
And to think that I almost did trade school
Now I kick that Liu Kang mixed with Wayne Rooney
First album sleepers, but second album groupies
I’m’ bout to show you broke, my next one a movie
Cause third times the charm, that’s word to Sam Bowie
And my ego will not change
But this shit so wack and the chips must stack, there will be no Frito Lay
Ok, I’m winning competition who is it?
Ralph in that new edition and that’s no Ralphy?
All my posse official and my policies simple
Keep your faith in your God, family over the business
Here niggas be at odds and get even with pistols
Ed Hochuli nah, my partners is more official
And I’m at that mall again, balling for that shit I been through
And that large grip is just small shit, like that shit from Shih Tzu
My pencil a genzo to everyday people when due
Got a nice crib but I’m outstanding like Mr. Wendal