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Planes (Remix)

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Catch me rollin' through the city Ridin' with the top off Man my whip so big when you in it Fuck around and get lost Told my bitch let her hair down What this shit cost Tell me baby if you about that life right now Hope it ain't talk I can put you in the Mile High Club, what's up? Let's take a trip Have you ever read "The World Is Yours" On a blimp Tell her be free, baby spread your wings Got your legs in the sky like a plane Let me guide that, I'm the pilot Can't nobody see you, 30 thousand feet On your knees in them Prada's Make the freaky shit come up out her Get high baby roll one, cloud nine, 'bout to go up Lovin' the feelin' of turbulence get when we turn up Maybe later we can roll out, show you something you don't know about Tonight we be takin' off flight with a camera to show about I got you in the air, your body in the air How it feel up here? You can scream as loud as you want, and loud as you can And ain't nobody gonna hear it Would you like it better If we hit the west coast? Tell me, if you 'bout that life right now I hope it ain't talk I can put you in the Mile High Club, what's up? Let's take a trip Have you ever read "The World Is Yours" On a blimp Tell her be free, baby spread your wings Got your legs in the sky like a plane Let me guide that, I'm the pilot Can't nobody see you, 30 thousand feet On your knees in them Prada's Make the freaky shit come up out her Get high baby roll one, cloud nine, 'bout to go up Lovin' the feelin' of turbulence get when we turn up Maybe later we can roll out, show you something you don't know about Tonight we be takin' off flight with a camera to show about [Chance The Rapper:] I got that golden ticket, we should just go and kick it This the factory Listen to Kels order daiquiris With your bitches Gettin' drunk as fuck See a bitch I fucked then get mad at me Listen to Kels then get back with me Cause I could fix broken bridges, she could never burn 'em Yeezy taught her well, he ain't ever gonna learn her You would be a liar if you said I didn't want her But candy is so delicious, this shit sweet I be hitting other bitches like this shit weak This the worst pussy I had all week But you got that golden ticket Fuck the airfare we should have a affair Life's real unfair to the ones scared Life really ain't a game when it's one player That's scary huh Very huh, like it when I beat the pussy up like Jerry vs Tom With a bat like Barry Bonds She said she had too much baggage to carry on You make me optimistic We should just go and kick it You got that golden ticket We got some golden tickets, IGH! I can put you in the Mile High Club, what's up? Let's take a trip Have you ever read "The World Is Yours" On a blimp

Thug for Life

TRICK DADDY "Book Of Thugs: Chapter A.K., Verse 47"
(feat. Kase, Mystic) [Chorus:] I'll be yo' thug for life, my love will drive you crazy You know nobody ain't gone (fuck) you like you need baby Let's slip and slide together and go get this cheese baby Hold me close and always be yo' thug for life Keep it tight and always be yo' thug for life Speak the truth and always be yo' thug for life Break the bread and always be yo' thug for life [Verse 1: Kase] No, no, can't nobody get deep in the stomach like I do And on top of that get 'cha high to A nigga know that you liable Jumping out a chevy on sky blue Lot a nigga try to Getting ready to kick it for me To picky for me Nigga's to sticky for me, stickin' with me You got some nerve, you must think you pot superb Nigga first tried to hide it, you shot the bird K-Dog without a mouth full of filthy shit Mouthing off nigga you would have been killed me bitch Don't do shit but want a hundred dollar hair do Come here, something I wanna tell you, what [Verse 2: Mystic] Don't, don't I have a heavy levi that a slide in dunk, never find in the trunk Where the weed at in the spot with the lump I can't help but want to rub on them thighs and the hump Shot her down in the zone, my love got 'cha high and it's on I want leave ya' down alone or crying on the phone Cause if ya' fed up then grab the chrome Burning ya' home I can't take it no mo' tell me what turns you on Quick to yo' home, () () baby hold me tight [Chorus:] I'll be yo' thug for life, my love will drive you crazy You know nobody ain't gone (fuck) you like you need baby Let's slip and slide together and go get this cheese baby Hold me close and always be yo' thug for life Keep it tight and always be yo' thug for life Speak the truth and always be yo' thug for life Break the bread and always be yo' thug for life [Verse 3: Trick Daddy] Really will ya' roll with a thug A young nigga in a big car, with a big gun, ridin' round sittin' on dubs Smoking on a fat blunt, baby was up I heard you was lost in love and I don't see ya' much But I know you done lost ya' touch Ever need a paper stake Ever wanna get away just call me up Yeah, hit me on my 984-4040 Yeap, you know the rest You know right where to go, right where to come when you want the best And I'm on this thug shit Making money and drug shit And I ain't with that bullshit Cause got damn it I love this You and me baby can get a little close and stop before your heat baby Let me drop dem' draws and give you some of this weed baby I really love the way you touch and suck on me baby And the way you look when you run up in that 380 But do them haters they acting real shady Broke or rich you still gone be with me baby Break a nigga off bread when I need some cheese baby Tell them niggaz I'm gone be yo' thug for life, my love will drive you crazy You know nobody ain't gone (fuck) you like you need baby Let's slip and slide together and go get this cheese baby Hold me close and always be yo' thug for life Keep it tight and always be yo' thug for life Speak the truth and always be yo' thug for life Break the bread and always be yo' thug for life

Rollercoaster Ride

AARON WATSON "Angels & Outlaws"
I can still see you standing there next to me in the county fair ticket line With cotton candy in your one hand and your other hand in mine It seems just like yesterday, letter jackets and football games girl We've come a long way through the years had our fair share of heartache and tears [Chorus:] We've had our ups and downs and turn arounds but our love was stronger than any fight Even when we lost control we never let go we kept on hangin' on for dear life I know no matter the size of the mountain you and me will be side by side Baby ain't life and love one big rollercoaster ride Back in the day we were cool and crazy like two outlaws on the run Now making love means making babies and I swear we're having twice the fun It's been no walk in the park but then again that's not our style It wouldn't be too entertaining without a little drama every once in awhile [Chorus] Baby you still drive me crazy, you still make my heart skip a beat With those butterfly first time feelings you've always kept me on the edge of my seat

Games Over

SCARFACE "11-09-70 (Intro)"
(feat. Dr. Dre, Ice Cube, Too $hort) [Intro: Too $hort] Man, what's up with these niggaz out here Mad at us cause we on top I love to see niggaz gettin money Better get it while the gettin is good Get it while you can, man And stop hatin me, fuckin with my shit cuz I got more hustle than you Get yours, get yours baby [Verse One: Dr. Dre] I'm seeing millions, niggaz dont understand know what Im makin moves, puttin cash behind plans to blow up, will he style like this everyday I parlay, sip Henne and Tanqueray stay in the mix like Alezay V.I.P., my shit parked valet on the prowl again to get honies familiar with the smile again some try to assault Dre, its still cavi Im eatin steak while they struggle to break the slave mentality I givin livin definition long as my hearts tickin I fought and made the world listen Whatever fly Dr. Dre invented turn on the box and let my son watch these studio clowns on 60 inches I push a rover, shit platinum before the sessions over rap master with the Houston heat holder these playas best to get they shit in check cuz when I get my hustle on aint no playin with a full deck [Chorus: Ice Cube] Lord please, murda my enemies (Yeah) Burn em at a thousand degrees And lord please let me make mo cheese Cuz I aint quite ready to leave (No) [repeat 2X] [Verse Two: Scarface] Buck the whole world meant that, gotta stay strapped cuz 99.9 a niggaz, carry they gats Super fist fightin shit might come down to dyin When the time comes down for the tryin I got nine reasons why niggaz shouldnt step in my face with the nonsense, cause I'm always heated and you can taste this Audi little something out the seams a my trousers with no hesitation I got a team to come clown ya I down ya, so let your people know what they face with the type of individual thatll bomb a sub-station Kaboom! and everybody dies outside there aint no escapin the Reaper so dont try Go ahead, close ya eyes, who the next to step Face down, hit, bleedin on the steps a death Check yo self, you just been invaded by true soldiers December 31st, 96 (the game is over) [Chorus] (I've got all my life to live, plus with all my love to give) [Verse Three: Dr. Dre, Scarface ] Smokin weed I never trail, I lead spendin dough, tripped the cost of a ride like it was pocket money, Gs but these are the things real playas do talkin shit is real things that the hatas do I'm namin you shit's thick, its time to run for shelter I kept the word, things could happen to marks like it was helter skelter Dear diary, I'm runnin outta pages Fadin, in and out, takin purple hazes The dazes, Revelations in the last stages Red skys institute, the silent horns playin Im prayin with tears in my eyes Cuz I'm tryin to make it into eternal peace without dyin But they eyein my bank account with beams on my rover the killa failed to launch his attack (the game is over) [Chorus]

Let's Roll

ADINA HOWARD "The Second Coming"
You say you can love me better, If only I just let you, show me, Things I never seen before, You say you can fill my cup, Screaming with just one touch, Your name, all over this room baby ohhhhhh [Chorus] Let's roll, I'll give you a chance to give it to me, Ten inches deep, deep inside of me, make my body over flow, Let's roll, you promised to do what you said, The way im coming in my bed, slowly, harder, faster Im gonna slip my panties off, I hope your man enough to get me off, Victoria has no secrets tonight, Just you and me sexing all night, (I've never seen something so beautiful baby), Give it to me, like you promised, (dont hold back at all) [Chorus] [Hook] No more talking shit, make me slap my hips, man up, Back to front, show me whats up, you know what I want yeah, You like to cuddle up, now give me some, on my knees, In between my cream, ten inches deep yeah [Chorus out]

Deadly Game

C Bo "Til' My Casket Drops"
You know I never was no choir boy Ya folks got a gang of priors Maybe that's why the one time's be triflin Tryin to give a young nigga thirty five to life When I ain't even done nothin wrong off icer I have no in fo to offer ya He asked my name so I came off the brain Told him I'm John Doe and this is my hoe Jane He said Smart mouth nigga don't make me do ya Put my thumbprint in his high tech computer My name came back with a warrant, felo-nies Now they got me down-town, spread my anus Buttock, I'm like, What the FUCK is it now? He said, You robbed a liquor store; we know where, when and how It's foul, they got a nigga to' up from the, flo' up My mom, in the courtroom lookin like she bout to throw up It's a strong armed robbery, strapped in the commision at my pre-trial conference, D.A. had a proposition He said if I lose at trial I'd get the ? with the L on top but take the deal he'd give me five with havin most of the charges dropped Hopped on the deal quicker than blast, and said I admit that, but two and a half ain't bad I got getback They sentenced me to five, two I gotta bring It's only strike one swing, batta batta swing Chorus: It's one-eight-seven on the D.A., cause they ain't tryin to give a young motherfucker no leeway Yes yes... y'all One-eight-seven on the whole courtroom, motherfuck em all You better swing, batta batta swing Cause once you get your third felony, your fifty years you gotta bring It's a deadly game of baseball So when they try to pull you over 1 - shoot em in the face y'all 2 - shoot em in his face y'all 3 - take em on a chase y'all Fresh out the pen, unrehabili-tated Doin hella good, and my P.O. hates it Hates Dick, she's a dyke lesbian bitch Can't wait to violate for me for some petty ass shit I gotta get a job, so I'm fillin out applications Fightin the temptation, to slang nightshift, uhh Minimum wage don't get it, five bucks a hour don't cut it, man I ain't widdit So fuck it, I went and struck it rich, on the dope sack My homie gave me two, and told me to bring a fo' back Now it's time for me to start havin thangs I flips me a Coupe and painted it candy-apple green It gleams, clear coat sprayed on thickly Fools out to get me cause my shit is lookin sticky I'm at the club and I can feel them suckers scopin I'm knowin they plottin on me, but I'm still hopin that they won't fry me, unless they wanna die They will be, drippin more blood, than Mrs. Simpson was Sho' nuff, ain't no bluff, here them suckers come Got me reachin up under the panel to handle the forty-four caliber gun, uhh Spun his ass around with one of the fat Magnum rounds Got him on the ground makin funny sounds, ohh I got a problem, witnesses ten Positive identifa-cation Chorus On swoll in the pen, cellmates with X-Raided Now I'm on parole, five years later The Bo loc is ready to have me a ball Fuck my P.O., I'm goin AWOL And you all can suck this dick, I'm sick and tired of goin through all this bitch-made shit I got two strikes right now as we speak, and peep I'm not bout to let you motherfuckers do, me I'm petty with a prior, will buy your fate With Wilson in the office, you gets no date So I'm putting all my belongings on Greyhound bus #22 Bound to another state, me and my crew Unpacked my shit, stacked my grip California and Pete Wilson can suck my dick! And if you didn't already know, that you couldn't trust his ass, just look how he did Polly Klass Used her death, and her family's name so he can yank more votes, and political fame It's a shame, that I'm the one they say is a monster Juvenile delinquent, steppin out of sync with but FUCK THAT, I ain't goin out, like a punk That ain't my style, rip him from his asscrack to hit nutsacks now, they wanna kill a nigga like me I blast one blast two that's strike three Chorus

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