JACQUEES lyrics

Come Thru (Remix)

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Yeahhhh, yeahhhh (It taste like candy) [x3] Aye Jacquees (no) You ready bro (no, no, no, no, no, yeahhh) [Rich Homie Quan:] Shawty put her head on my Snickers', I told shawty ain't no caramel in it I give you some pieces like its Reeses, No Halloween but I gotta get some Maryjane with it Not taking a nigga hard candy boy, I knock bitches out with my Jolly Rancher You say to sit on my Kitkat break it, you ain't loving I coast it you post to break it She to flutter suit pussy cause I'm nasty She wants a sugarbaby but I'm not even her sugardaddy I love candy, but not that much Shawty ass shake, like at gram cracker Flat butt, Stayed in the house til I got my cash up Jacquees! Tell them what it is, we did it again Girl your body taste like candy Girl your body is legit Mama made you thick Don't know why you wonder why them other ho's talk shit I see sex in your eyes Sex between your thighs I don't play no games You're my candy crush all night Can I put my face in your water I know it's out of order He can't do the things that I do Know the tricks that I knew Don't know why you acting brand new She can't get the Snickers from another nigga She know what I did with the Twix My ex-girlfriend can't stand her Cause a new man hit her with that Jolly Rancher And I want ya, call me ya Willy Wonka And I want ya, call me ya Willy Wonka And I want ya, call me ya Willy Wonka Yeah I know they after me I got that Chocolate factory Come thru come thru lil mama come thru If you know what's good for you If you know what's good for you Come thru come thru lil shawty come thru If you know what's good for you If you know what's good for you Girl your body is legit Mama made you thick Don't know why you wonder why your ex man so sick She want Pretty Ricky and Plies, everytime she rides Back shots to Jodeci, that's 9 to 5 all night Don't really know if I love her, but I love when she's going under Taste like Aquafina baby, '98 Trina Girl, I want you three back in, I get her to lead her She can't get the Snickers from another nigga She know what I did with the Twix My ex-girlfriend can't stand her Cause a new man hit her with that Jolly Rancher And I want ya, call me ya Willy Wonka (Willy Wonkaa) And I want ya, call me ya Willy Wonka (Willy Wonkaa) And I want ya, call me ya Willy Wonka (Willy Wonkaa) Yeah I know they after me I got that Chocolate factory Come thru come thru lil mama come thru If you know what's good for you If you know what's good for you Come thru come thru lil shawty come thru If you know what's good for you If you know what's good for you

A Million In The Morning

JAY ELECTRONICA "The Jay Electronica Project"
[Verse 1: Jay Electronica] I can't sleep at night, I toss and turn Visions of my dead father, hoppin' out the urn King James, Sigmund Freud, Mussolini, Nietzsche If they miss me on the CD, they gonna get me through the TV I'm sleeping and I'm dreaming, walking through the city streets Hoping they don't see me, who? Him right there with hands like a tiger, eyeballs of fire Teeth like barbwire, feet like tires He opened up his mouth and then out came the locusts Real hocus pocus trying to make me lose focus I can't wake up plus I couldn't run fast enough to make it to the truck So I yell... but no sound came out Teacher held me down, while the jackals ate my brain out Then I woke (phew) close call Stumbled to the bathroom, pissed all over the wall Twisted up a nug, sippin' on Jack Daniels, watching True Blood Sookie was gonna getta smashed by Eric and Bill And out the corner of my eye, I thought I saw a few The power went dead and on the beam of light A ship carried me away at the speed of light I said: please don't drop me, I'm scared to fall Just another close call, the writing on the wall [Hook: Jay Electronica] Am I conscious or dreaming Peep or Tom Hanks, Angels and Demons Dear Lord if I die tonight Then I'm looking for revenge Once I step into the light [Repeat] [Verse 2: Jay Electronica] Fuck you Times Square, I'm losing my mind Ice on my nutsack, trying to freeze time Starbucks, Adderall, Nodoz, Hobos The late Richard Simmons and a couple of limes Blame Netflix, cousin of death was on the guestlist Robots and Goldwatchers all over the setlist Yes sir, Decon kills rats I'm running with my wolf pack like Wolfman Jack Crop circles under my eyes Am I coming or am I going on this mushroom high I can't lie, feel good to be me Feel good to be free, feel good to be in 3D on MTV Knock, knock, who is there? Pop, slip down the rabbit hole Back to another unending match of Scattergories (Uhh) Snap out of it man because you got to save face for the politics and...

What It's Like

Everlast "Whitey Ford Sings The Blues"
We've all seen a man at the liquor store beggin' for your change The hair on his face is dirty, dread-locked, and full of mange He asks a man for what he could spare, with shame in his eyes 'Get a job you ****ing slob,' is all he replies God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in his shoes 'Cause then you really might know what it's like to sing the blues Then you really might know what it's like... Then you really might know what it's like... Then you really might know what it's like... Then you really might know what it's like... Mary got pregnant from a kid named Tom that said he was in love He said, 'Don't worry about a thing, baby doll I'm the man you've been dreaming of.' But 3 months later he say he won't date her or return her calls And she swear, 'God damn, if I find that man I'm cuttin' off his balls.' And then she heads for the clinic and she gets some static walking through the door They call her a killer, and they call her a sinner and they call her a whore God forbid you ever had to walk a mile in her shoes 'cause then you really might know what it's like to have to choose Chorus I've seen a rich man beg I've seen a good man sin I've seen a tough man cry I've seen a loser win And a sad man grin I heard an honest man lie I've seen the good side of bad And the downside of up And everything between I licked the silver spoon Drank from the golden cup And smoked the finest green I stroked the fattest dimes at least a couple of times before I broke their heart You know where it ends, yo, it usually depends on where you start I knew this kid named Max He used to get fat stacks out on the corner with drugs He liked to hang out late he liked to get shit-faced and keep the pace with thugs Until late one night there was a big gun fight and Max lost his head He pulled out his chrome .45, talked some shit, and wound up dead Now his wife and his kids are caught in the midst of all of this pain You know it crumbles that way at least that's what they say when you play the game God forbid you ever had to wake up to hear the news 'Cause then you really might know what it's like to have to lose Then you really might know what it's like... Then you really might know what it's like... Then you really might know what it's like...to have to lose

Not Interested

Blueline Medic "The Apology Wars"
I'm being held at the end of a tether, at the edge of out yard . . . stretching away. The work keeps going on but I've had enough but I am getting over these intercoms. She said, I dont call them back and never seem afterward to look as good as I did. I guess they're not interested. Is it a wonder I'm reluctant? Is it some mere intrigue that brings them forward? It's not as if they have to stay, they're not doing me any favours. I've had enough, they're not doing me any favours. I've had enough She said I don't call them back, they never seem afterward to look as good as they did. They're not interesting. It's suffocating and almost shaming the way they carry on you would think we were the one's maintaining the old world's fading. Mum and dad can't seem to get past that I'm leaving. I don't want to upset them but I'm leaving.

What Ya Know About

MIKE JONES "Who Is Mike Jones?"
[Chorus 3x] What ya know about switching lanes holding wood grain What ya know about switching lanes holding wood grain What ya know about switching lanes holding wood grain What ya, what ya know about, what ya, what ya know about [Mike Jones] What ya know about that candy paint with butter guts V-V-S, princess cuts with purple stuff up in my cup I'm grippin on that grain man, switching lane to lane man In my Rover Range man, like Collie on them heaven thang I'm in the parking lot with my candy apple drop Hop inside, press a button, watch my top pass out See I'm a hustler on my grind, the four vogues fit for reclining Watch me smile and show my grill so y'all can see that I'm a shine 2 8 1, 3 3 oh, eight zero zero fo' Thats my cell phone number hit me up on the low I'm from the city of the clutch where the music screwed up I'm switching lanes, holding grain, about to tear the curb up, baby [Chorus 2x] [Paul Wall] What ya know about some vogue tires and 84's Candy paint red cherry blossom drippin off the door I'm from the place where our smiles stay iced out Diamonds in our mouth, baby jammin on this Swishahouse I'm Paul Wall the peoples champ, the trunk popper I'm something like a chick magnet catching all the boppers We used to ride choppers back in 9-8 Still jammin grey tapes in this Lone Star state I'm from the place we be sippin on prescription cough syrup It's some icy white shoes and a tall tee shirt I got the trunk on crack with neon lights in the back We still jammin Robert Davis what ya know about that baby [Chorus 2x] [Killa Kyleon] Pulling up holding, got the top folding Got vogues on my lo' when I got the drop strolling Got Now 'N' Later paint (paint) Peter Pan guts (guts) 15's banging I can beat a man up Big grill in the lady, gat in the waist See the 5th wheel sleepin when I'm sliding away Poppin my trunk, you see the lights glowing Me and Paul Wall leaning, you see the Sprite pouring It's an H-Town thang when you riding on swangs In that candy coated frame grippin on that wood grain You call 'em hoes, we call 'em bops You call 'em rags, we call 'em drops Killa! [Chorus 2x]

We Won't

JAYMES YOUNG
Don't go to war for me I'm not the one that you want me to be Don't call me up at 2 a.m. tonight It feels so damn good and I wish you would Are we just gonna stay like this forever, floating I'm serious, my heart is furious Cause I'm so confused when we're together Feels like I'm choking, these emotions I know I'm gonna let you down So don't hold your breath now Bittersweet in your mouth Can you stomach the doubt? I wish I could say what I'm feeling I'm scared to let these words out Don't go to war for me I'm not the one that you want me to be Don't call me up at 2 a.m. tonight It feels so damn good and I wish you would And don't cry no more for me Don't waste your time convincing me That maybe someday we'll get it right Cause we never could, I wish that we would But we won't, so just don't We won't, so just don't But we won't, so just don't Don't I can't trust you Baby, cause I don't want to This isn't fun anymore Never hurt like this before Broken dishes on the floor Hearts exploding Tell me why I'm still holding Onto the love that we've been breaking Damn, I thought we'd make it No other way to say it Don't, don't, don't Don't go to war for me I'm not the one that you want me to be Don't call me up at 2 a.m. tonight It feels so damn good and I wish you would And don't cry no more for me Don't waste your time convincing me That maybe someday we'll get it right Cause we never could, I wish that we would We burn faster than a cigarette in my mouth I know it hurts, but baby, we can't stop now Baby, we can't stop now Don't go to war for me I'm not the one that you want me to be Don't call me up at 2 a.m. tonight It feels so damn good and I wish you would And don't cry no more for me Don't waste your time convincing me That maybe someday we'll get it right Cause we never could, I wish that we would But we won't, so just don't We won't, so just don't But we won't, so just don't Don't Don't Don't

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