ANDRE NICKATINA lyrics - Khan! The Me Generation

Nicky's (Strip Club)

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Bitches take your clothes off Homie let the money talk I don't really care if you a baller or a big boss (It's a strip club) Bitches take your clothes off Homie let the money talk I don't really care if you a baller or a big boss (It's a strip club) Man this is the place to be Man iced up to pay a fee How many girls up on the floor? I'd say about like twenty three They like to shake it They tell you "Homie drank it up" And all the white girls like the brown girls with big butts The Hennessy is fillin' Man it's such a gangsta feelin' Look at all the bitches as they walk around it's so appealin' You know your supa chillin' when your money hits the ceilin' This is what you really think about Khan Bitches take your clothes off Homie let the money talk I don't really care if you a baller or a big boss (It's a strip club) Bitches take your clothes off Homie let the money talk I don't really care if you a baller or a big boss (It's a strip club) (Yeah) You wanna talk with her Man then grab a drink and walk with her And hit the champagne room and buy a bottle and get lost with her Even my waitresses are super bad with super ass Bringin' y'all the bottle Askin her to join and she ain't mad They like to click they heels And focus on the dollar bills The more they see the money is the more you see a better thrill If you keep you keep it crackin' where the money keeps on stackin I'm a tell you playboy It's automatic (Khan) Bitches take your clothes off Homie let the money talk I don't really care if you a baller or a big boss (It's a strip club) Bitches take your clothes off Homie let the money talk I don't really care if you a baller or a big boss (It's a strip club) She really wanna do it Man she really wanna make it Man she really wanna grab it Man she really take it She like to do it naked even if the club is packed Man as long as all the money is all there and it's super stacked You know the stage is lit with money man all over it With six or seven girls that can dance and they super thick They straight doin' it Nothin' here can ruin it This is real talk Where them dollas at? Bitches take your clothes off Homie let the money talk I don't really care if you a baller or a big boss (It's a strip club) Bitches take your clothes off Homie let the money talk I don't really care if you a baller or a big boss (It's a strip club)

How It Be

BABY AKA THE #1 STUNNA "Birdman"
(feat. Jermaine Dupri/TQ) [Baby] See the party won't start 'till I walk in And I might start over with them Burberry tims Me and J.D. with 'bout 10 of our friends The Benz, the Lexus with the bubble eye lens Bentley, coupes with the rag top vets Brand new caddy with the jews and jets [J.D.] Throw up your sets up your bets I'm the big check sign nigga rhyme nigga 24 I'm grindin' Nigga hot boys since runnin' they was singin' Here we go spendin' dough shit you ain't know I works this pimp juice Cash Money and So So Def all hell 'bout to break loose [Chorus: TQ] Every city town I go Y'all know just how it be When I come threw I shut it down Cuz ain't no body bad like me From the girls in the club that be shakin' they ass To the way that we make your speakers blast Last name Money first name is Cash Y'all know y'all know just how it be [Baby] Big pimpin and hustlin we riding and dubbin' When we walk threw the club all the hoes be huggin More money more pain three colors on the range We threw it out the roof screamin money ain't a thang Visit JD get a boo and see it (holla) We Gucci down from the head to the feet The Cash Money model this nigga be greedy And these horny hoes holla stunna please fini.. [J.D.] I'm the loud over the top type Never quiet when I come to your town I'm trying to start me a riot Fuck your diet Me and my niggas keep eating Heating like DeNiro in the middle of the street and I represent those that party all night Shut down the club screamin green light It's me and the Birdman ya heard Please be clear It's so much stunnin going on in here [Chorus - repeat 4X]

All I Know Is

JAY ROCK "Follow Me Home"
Everybody focused on this animal, so one who push the envelope, the remedy the antidote Mix the Henny and the Coke, sell the tree and the dope, rain sleet and the snow, do we sleep? Hell no Pop a tag and pull up in a Elco, Bag a bitch at Elco, run up in her tailbone, grindin cuz I sell mo, hotter then that hell boy Fresher than an altoid, see me in them tabloids, Actin like a damn fool, running from them bad boys Keep a Will Smithon Wessen, BIG shell out my weapon, hit you like an astroid, get high wit androids I'm outta space wit this shit, pass the L to Elroy. I ain't took a L boy, I ain't never lost nigga. big heat on me blood. Click defrost nigga. Lookin at a boss nigga. Fuck you an yo boss nigga, Iron on me ever see a hunnit break off nigga. [Hook:] Lotta niggas don't wanna see me shine I break em off one at a time (what, what) Where you from nigga? (what, what) All I know is... (Guns, Drugs, Bitches, Money) [x2] All I Know is... (Guns, Drugs, Bitches, Money) [x2] All I Know is... Top of the morning while niggas yawnin, I'm in ya bushes when no ones looking I'm on it Guerilla Warfare, bananas in the regal trunk, get you cerebral slumped, my shotty is the people's pump Asthmetic gotta bad habit for bad bitches and black fabric, Black on Black Benz that swerve through bad traffic Bag back. I sip yach and leave hash ashed "Pass that nigga, tryna high in this motha fucka" Thats what the homie said. I rolled another one and took that bitch to the head. Yeah. Then made yo bitch gimme head. Didn't take much she off a half a pill in remi red. Yeah. And my eyes rly red, like my flag or the 5 ball Jag. Zoom past like a lightyear. 100 racks thats a light year yeah, yeah. [Hook:] Lotta niggas don't wanna see me shine I break em off one at a time (what, what) Where you from nigga? (what, what) All I know is... (Guns, Drugs, Bitches, Money) [x2] All I Know is... (Guns, Drugs, Bitches, Money) [x2] All I know is... Breakin niggas off like a Kit-Kat. If you ain't talking no dollas nigga don't chit chat. I'm in and out the set like I direct, and if I come across a pound of powder Imma fluoresce. Holla at ya parter of the water got the purest. I ain't talking arrow head we getting dinero here. Yeah California I'm the Pharaoh Head starin down the barrel of a nine if you don't recognize , Boy Get yo attitude set aside. I gotta team of choppers for you jealous guys. Haters they don't really wanna see me shine. So I hit em where it hurts when they see me ride. Wit two bad bitches wit some Chinky eyes. After I was in the club wit my heat inside. Jay motha fuckin Rock never slippin. Imma Boss I'm forever pimpin. Motha Fucka. [Hook:] Lotta niggas don't wanna see me shine I break em off one at a time (what, what) Where you from nigga? (what, what) All I know is... (Guns, Drugs, Bitches, Money) [x2] All I Know is... (Guns, Drugs, Bitches, Money) [x2] All I Know is...

Checkin For You

JOELL ORTIZ "Free Agent"
[Intro: Sebastian Rios] You goin about this all wrong, son Look at you [Sebastian Rios] It's Friday night, and you just got paid But you done spent every dime on this hoe, tryin to get laid But that's a weak angle (word) that's what the streets made You a halfway trick nigga? Make me sick nigga Okay, you in the spot behind that bitch liquor That's cool, but her friends too? She got like six wit her You Mr. Big Figure? Man you's a big sucka It's (Friday) and you spent e'rything like you Chris Tucker Let's knock the move, think these ladies all on you cause you rockin jewels and you got a face like some model dude (please) You beyond a fool (look) Dawg you spendin all yo' cash, man they got you all gassed like rocket fuel But you know what? I ain't knockin you Whores exist, so you might score and shit, not impossible If that's how you want it, then so be it But you spendin gwap, so listen pop, I hope you go beat it [Chorus: Sebastian Rios] You got a lot of talk, know how to put it down But when you show yo' face, she don't come around She ain't checkin for ya (nah) Listen to me young blood, she ain't checkin for ya - ha ha (ha ha) You like the way she walk, makes it worthwhile I'm hearin that's yo' lady, but when I come around She ain't checkin for ya (nah) Listen to me young blood, she ain't checkin for ya - ha ha (ha ha) [Sebastian Rios] Fresh car wash, you got your rims spinnin? You all set to pull over and try to get women You'll only get those that's whip driven Please, I be big pimpin in wrinkled white tees and ripped linen I don't need a item for me to pipe 'em Homie my talk game raw, like the meat that they feed the lion They can talk about how conceited I am But I ain't marryin unless she don't want me, offer me a diamond See, with you? You gotta spend dough Cause you a square, and yo' game's outdated, you're Nintendo And that's a damn shame, you borrow your man's Range to go to the club, and spend your re-up on champagne Can't be serious, trick, you weak! You was producin you probably show chicks your beats Cause you a (what) LAME! (LAME!) Word You're still spendin gwap on that same bird [Chorus] [Sebastian Rios] What your watch like four? (Uh-huh) Your chain like six? Spendin and try to score, homeboy that's priceless But e'rybody can't do it like this I keep her here with a beer, some of us must buy Cris' I got that gift, I do not act stiff She got her nose in the air, I tell her stop that ish Please, ain't no chick better than Joell But hey, if you choose to spend cheddar, oh well What can I say? That's YOUR money Correction, WAS your money, now that's that hoe's money I laugh from a distance cause, it's so funny Look at you hoppin around tryin to chase a snow bunny You can't catch her cause, she already caught ya Our eyes didn't have dinner, she done ate off mine for ya I ain't said a word, she like the way my body talk I'ma take her to the crib and change her body walk [Chorus] [Outro: Sebastian Rios] Yeah, see that's how you do this here You ol' jive turkey, but ain't doin it right You just like the rest of them You ain't like me I done seen 'em all, son Big, small, short and tall

I Like

JIM JONES "Vampire Life: We Own The Night"
[Young Swift:] Yea [Hook: Young Swift] I woke up this morning, with a brand new swag Like fuck these niggas, let's get this cash I like money and bitches, and bitches with money I'm a real ass nigga, you can't take that from me I like money and bitches {Yea}, and bitches with money {I Like} Money and bitches {Yea}, and bitches with money {I Like} Money and bitches {bitches}, money and bitches {bitches}, money and bitches {I Like} Money and bitches {I Like} [Verse 1: Young Swift] Look Ok I like that cash, I like that loaf She say she like that dick, well girl that dick like you It's Charge Nation the army, give that soldier salute And if it's me and my bitch then I like that coupe I throw some ice on too, just so I shine right Then I blow what's left, getting my mind right Money on the radar get it till the graveyard And my homie got that thang nigga, go on play hard {heh} Ok it's raining, nigga what that flood cost I found hate, but no love lost Do it like I taught you, getting twisted like a cork screw If you ever wanna ball, then tell them Swiffa sports you {Hey} [Hook: Young Swift] [Verse 2: Young Jeezy] I got money with niggas {Yea}, she like niggas with money {Snow} I say "Cot Damn girl! Hey what's up with your tummy! " {Yeaaaa} She say "Look at me Snow. You know I been in the gym. {Yea} He ain't blowin on strong, so I ain't fuckin with him. {Ha Haaa} See you stepped up your swag {Swag}, See you rockin them Timbs." I say "Bitch these just boots! {Boots} You see me rockin these gems! {Damn} Don't I look Liberace? {... Ace} Don't I look so Versace? {Snow} Take a look at me now! {Now} I used to trap in huaraches! " {Yeaaaa} Right now you a 10 as you see I can count I said "You sure look good, hey but what's in your account? " {Aye} I don't fuck broke bitches, {Nah} cause them bitches be funny {Funny} They spend they money on bitches, {Bitches} I like my bitches with money Snow {Yea} [Hook: Young Swift] [Verse 3: Jim Jones] I woke up this morning, praise to Allah Last night got crazy, blew 20k at the bar Love them bitches with credit, a car, and a job I'm a freak for them watches, my dick get hard for Chopards {Grr} Hopped out left the turbo on, got out it like word is born Her mouth is fowl but it turn me on Had to crack a dial on that Tourbillion APT that's watch talk, Black GT that's drop talk Like a baby head, my top soft Hit the club and we pop collars Private jet, one way to heaven Taking bets 2k11 Hold's 8 stacks and I ain't sweatin 40 for the stone 8 for the setting {Grr} She need a job talkin bout she don't need a man I said fuck you bitch, I don't need a bitch I just feed them dreams like Peter Pan [Hook: Young Swift]

Hookers At The Point

ACTION BRONSON "Blue Chips"
Look baby don't play me, play lotto okay, you gotta try to cum okay I'm a nice girl don't play me out I know it's not everything baby but I'm out here working and I gotta pay up Cindy, she not herself unless she smoking crack 7 times she got stabbed in the back By a regular john she dealt with many times before That's what she gets for being a whore though She walked the streets, patent leather mini skirt With the zipper, damn I know her kitty hurt 10 hour shifts she thinking' bout retiring Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah I think she lying man Shell suck a jewish lawyer, or an african cabby It ain't about the money tryna get back at my daddy Plus I'm feenin tryna smoke me some crack in the alley Grease the cops, found her mouth in north captain o'malley Yeah, it's Hoookers at the point Bitch, get my motherfucking drink bitch Henny Carterfield, in the fuckin sniffter don't put it in the rock glass again please You fucking stupid bitch treat you like garbage kick you in ya fuckin ass Come here bitch, put your breath on my pinky ring bitch Get my motherfucking drink bitch HENNY As I ride inside my 92' Seville Windows half down so I can see my bitches in the field Best believe they drinking daddy money How you think I copped the caddy dummy Tryna get this puff daddy money The name silk but all my bitches call me montel Spit the marvel, with the soft top not the hard shell Three shades of green suit hat and matching lizards 8 bitches look like they straight from the alaskian blizzard Bitch get my money 'fo I kill ya You know the life you chose But know you wanna be a mother The kid will be retarded you can add him to his brother Do the world a favor line your pussy up and rubber Now you done made me spill my henny on my pinky ring My nails are filed perfect though right you see me shinin Now get the fuck up out my car and say [?] We gettin luchey this is hookers at the point Bitch Dos en el morning, rocking sweatpants and Slowly approaching animals in motion Pussy safari, twenty for a lay Ten for a BJ, but free for some free base Before I purchase, I wanna peak at the turkey Make sure that it's perky so it won't turn my dick to jerky Open the door, soon as she sat down, she took a bump She caught the rush, then made a hooker grunt Let's talk about me, I'm always on the road Got a little dick, many of the secrets I behold Name is dano born in the Bronx, half Puerto Rican Drive a truck hooked on dope cook a soul Was once a prospect for the twin now I'm on a mission Cryin naked shootin dope up in the kitchen Falling asleep right on the shitter Word to robero clemente dog I'm still a hitter, yeah!

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