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JIN lyrics - Say Something

Say Something

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You know I had to say something AyoJin.com I wanna sing Hiphop was all I knew, you were my only I did it all for you, It's nothing you owe me That's without a doubt But it seems so strange, all I hear is people saying Hiphop done changed Could it be that it evolved? No I ain't mad at all I might as well since I'm standing here get on the mic and Say something baby Say say say something baby Say say say something baby Gotta get on the mic and Say something baby They say Hiphop is dead, might as well seal the casket I say "It all depends on who you're asking" If you're an artist and your record is steadily getting played Then you probably feel like Hiphop can never be in the grave But if you're on the sideline trying to climb in charts You might just feel like the culture's fallen apart Nowadays artists ain't trying to be legendary As long as business is good spitting their secondary We can't expect them more to rap like they hova Can a boy really act like a soldier? Wait, that wasn't a subliminal shot Ain't no one person single-handedly killing Hiphop So when I'm out of town and wifey is back home I turn my swag on and tell her "kiss me through the phone" I can't be mad, they're just acting they age Shoot, I was the same back in the days Hiphop was all I knew, you were my only I did it all for you, It's nothing you owe me That's without a doubt But it seems so strange, all I hear is people saying Hiphop done changed Could it be that it evolved? No I ain't mad at all I might as well since I'm standing here get on the mic and Say something baby Say say say something baby Say say say something baby Gotta get on the mic and Say something baby This is the topic of conversations, the next generation How we impact their lives can be devastating Turn on the radio seems every single station They only hear rhymes about drugs and fornication (LIES) There's gotta be life beyond the clubs The fashion lights are bright but who am I to judge? Check the past, I was living just as reckless Plenty trees for dinner and this evil breakfast Now I found myself climbing out the hole Guess I'm just a simple man trying to save his soul This world ain't forever, we're just here to visit But it's your life so I encourage you to live it And honestly I don't want more than I deserve Hiphop to me ain't just knocking beats to random words But you know these cats stay fronting It's only right that I should say something Hiphop was all I knew, you were my only I did it all for you, It's nothing you owe me That's without a doubt But it seems so strange, all I hear is people saying Hiphop done changed Could it be that it evolved? No I ain't mad at all I might as well since I'm standing here get on the mic and Say something baby Say say say something baby Say say say something baby Gotta get on the mic and Say something baby

Knock Knock

J. COLE "The Warm Up"
Yea, we fresh off-mutherfuckin South Beach Yea, huh, Sometimes play the villan, sometimes play the hero Sometimes I be dealer sometimes I be primo Sometimes I be feeling, I got a big ego Other times a nigga swim a round like Nemo Uh, small fish in a big ass pond pushed around like a mower on a big ass lawn I get my weight up, Inflat up and make these old niggas open the gate up at the mansions that they laid up in Like, "Hello my name is Cole" I'm walking right up in and well known Don't give a fuck it you gon hate it man, hey fellow Either you follow me or swallow me bitch And I done hit to many hoes to ever pause that shit Now since I just seen my face up in the XXL A few chicks want to text let's chill-how obvious Girls from all over the world is my hobby and I got a chic who stay in DC like a lobbyist My old chick from Rawley that I still like to parley with Just to hear that accent, now come and get that back bent The moans turn to screams I can feel her climaxing Now if you faking that baby you need to try acting Hollywood shit, Had a nigga feeling like the milkman deliver that due to body good dick Feeling like I got game that Karate could'ntkick, Therefore I'm bagging things that you probably wouldn't get, what up! I'm a talk until you tell me shut up Huh, and we can walk the beach until the sun up Huh, I ain't gon lie I'm trynna get some cut up! Ay, so what up! Hey You heard that huh? Oh you ain't heard of me well I prefer that! Uh, I text my number to you did you get that? Huh, well when you lonely baby you can hit back And I I'll fix that Tell me is you with that, hey, ay tell me is you with that Ay tell em is you with that Yea, ay baby is you with that! Yea

If You Think I'm Jiggy

THE LOX "Money, Power Respect"
(Chorus) If you really dig me, and you think I'm jiggy Come on shorty let me know We can get together, we can do whatever But you cant get no dough (Verse 1) Yo, since the Mona video you been trackin' me down tryin' to figure out how I lookin'perso-nal, Baby forget looks tell me can you roll with crooks the three hot niggas rising in the Billboard books, nigga we look at things through the big lens, big picture big Benz we try and make CEO ends, the thick chicks love us, big dick style niggas Cristal niggas, ya'll finesse this quick style niggas you didn't love me when my name was Sean Now you should see how bitches act when the Benjamins come on but I ain't hatin' em, you gotta love the ways females play Quickly use a neglige to getta get-away Five stars where the willies stay, and Sheek pay for nothing but thats what ya'll herbs get for frontin' I spend wild chips gettin' drunk up in the China Club, while you up in Skate Key wit a minor (Verse 2) I know she wit it, I betta brick I could hit it Black tie affair I gotta fresh pair of British Ice Berg shirts with Ice along with it turquoise, 9-11 Porsche and it's tinted but honey got alot of jazz, You gotta philly You gotta bag, then she went inside the Prada bag Blew two and she said it was choice, like my voice my thug style made her cat moist that's the realest shit I heard, that's my word Regardless who she fucked, I'm the nigga she deserves I put her on the hole in Jerz, rockin' furs different ways to speak without using words And even though she proper I still gotta drop her Cuz Sheek dont like her, had a dream that he shot her I cant buy you ascotta, you get nada I'm the bounce with a chick that look a little bit hotter (Chorus) They was never mine for me to dump em its just like checkers, after they make a move then I jump em It's like this girlfriend I'm a keep it real, every nigga with a deal ain't able to peel I'm a Bad Boy so I'm caked up with whips And guess what, I got more nuts than chips And they gon' melt right in your mouth not in your hand, You know that you aint my girl I'm not your man But do you still wanna lick me? or is cause I'm a six figgy niggy, and I know Biggie and I dont mess with no fat ladies but if you pay like you weigh then you can stay baby PJ slide to tha mo like that with this honey named trout cuz she blow like that and when we finish dont look at me like I owe nothin' cuz if you really dig then let me know something (Chorus 2X) (extra verse) Styles: It's a drunk laid out in the V.I.P., can't talk about a 3 on 3 Heard a freak ask Sheek 'Big Luch why don't you pee on me?' And her friend is tellin' Jay 'I hold a key on me.' And I'm laughin' to myself, I got a key on me And they friend in my ear like Lean On Me Told her to get some bare backs and cream on me... Sheek: Yeak Sheek holler to these mommies 'Ven aqui...' Gas 'em up easily and take 'em home with me Who respect this, can't keep her hands off my necklace If it's good, next week I'll put her on the guest list... Jadakiss: This goes out to all ya'll There's too many names to call but ya'll know who ya'll are See me at the bar all eyes on the R... O-L to the E-X, sip the Henny and VS 112 sex styles baby, maybe we can fall in the L.O.X. files You betta believe we all scorin', yeah We can dance all night and do whatever all mornin'...ha ha...yeah... CHORUS (2x)

Faith

Smash "2NITE"
Faith Well I guess it would be nice if i could touch your body I know not everybody has got a body like you. But i've gotta think twice before i give my heart away And i know all the games u play Because i played 'em too. Oh, But i need some time off from that emotion Time to pick my heart up off the floor. Oh, When that love comes down without devotion Well it takes a strong man baby but i'm showing u the door. Because i've gotta have faith i've gotta have faith. Because i've gotta have faith faith faith i've gotta have faith faith faith Baby i know u're asking me to stay Stay please please please don't go away U say i'm givin' u the blues Maybe u mean every word u say Can't help but think of yesterday And another who tied me down to loverboy rules. Before this river becomes on ocean Before u throw my heart back on the floor oh baby i reconsider my foolish notion well i need someone to hold me but i'll wairt for something more. Yes i've gotta have faith i've gotta have faith. Before this river becomes on ocean 'cause i've gotta have faith i've gotta have faith.

Someone To Call My Lover (Remix)

JANET JACKSON "All For You"
(feat. Jermaine Dupri) [Jermaine Dupri] Janet, So So Def, yeah uh I put my hand up on your hip When I dip, you dip, we dip I put my hand up on your hip When I dip, you dip, remix I put my hand up on your hip When I dip, you dip, we dip I put my hand up on your hip When I dip, we dip, listen to the remix [Janet] Back on the road again Feelin' kind of lonely and Looking for the right guy to be mine Friends say I'm crazy cause Easily I fall in love You gotta do it different 'J' this time [1 - Janet] Maybe we'll meet at a bar He'll drive a funky car Maybe we'll meet at a club And fall so deeply in love He'll tell me I'm the one And we'll have so much fun I'll be the girl of his dreams, maybe [2 - Janet] Alright maybe gonna find him today I gotta get someone to call my lover Yeah baby, come on Alright baby come and pass my way I gotta get someone to call my lover Yeah baby, come on [3 - Janet] Ay-i-ay, ay-i-ay, ay-ay-ay Ay-i-ay, ay-i-ay, ay-ayyyy Ay-i-ay, ay-i-ay, ay-ay-ay Ay-i-ay, ay-i-ay, ay-ayyyy [Janet] I spoil them when I'm in love Giving them what they dream of Sometimes it's not a good thing, but I'm blind I love hard with everything Giving my all more than they I took my friend's advice this time I do it differently [Repeat 1] [Repeat 2] [Repeat 3] [JD] Yeah, uh-huh, huh Now what you need to do is, holla at me I understand everything you need Know for sure, even though you feel lonely Know for sure, before you push the speed And find yourself in a place you ain't trying to be He ain't gotta have dough, he gotta make you laugh Know what to do when you're feelin' bad Know what to do when you're feelin' sad Fix you something to eat and run your bath, oh [Janet] My, my looking for a guy, guy I don't want him too shy But he's gotta have the qualities That I like in a man Strong, smart, affectionate He's gotta be all for me and I'll be too You'll see happily [JD] Gotta know how to spend his time Gotta know how to use his mind Gotta know how to say what's mine is yours And baby what's yours is mine If you can't find, I'mma be right here Everything you want is right here I wouldn't lie to you I'm the cat at the bar with the cranberry car In the club, that you about to fall in love, remix [Repeat 1] [Repeat 2 - x2] [Repeat 3] [Repeat 1] [Repeat 2 till end]

3 So What A.M. So What

ANDRE NICKATINA "Booty Star: Glock Tawk"
It can get real cold if you not standin' in the lobby Girl you Kamikaze cause I know you work your body yeah You need to put me in your mind Hit you with some baby oil Yo everything shine Dolce and Gabana Ho it won't impress your mama You roll around the city like your Lola Falana It's 3 so what? A.M so what? Me and you talking conversation so tough Really on the under girl I feen for your attention But I gotta get paid for it That admission You can't be a Christian Did I forget to mention You gotta be a sinner And a bread winner No T-bone dinners Maybe Top Ramen Late night counting money with my bottom It's 3 so what? A.M. so what? Me and you talking conversation so tough It's sorta like ice the way we skate through the city Even hockey players gotta say you look pretty You gettin' every penny You always say "gimme" You wash the Heni down baby girl with the Remi I hate to miss the phone when I see that you called Cause I know it's conversation that'll make me wanna ball You make money fall like snow in Minnesota 12 a.m. and there ain't no rollers It's something like music when your heels hit the street A symphony plays when you walk the concrete And I love yo eyes cause yo eyes don't lie I remember when I asked and you said that you'll try Baby work your body like a rookie running back My life is coping blows Soul ain't never coming back They all ran track like the (?) Olympics I spit the gift so that made them all gifted Now I remixed it Put it in a capsule Pineapple to the big red apple Finish that Snapple Don't leave thirsty I still (?) the game first cursed me It's 3 so what? A.M. so what? Me and you talking conversation so tough Ya know I'm from the city of Joe Montana My curls bang out like gang bandanas Freak you bananas Paying is a privilege I look you in the eyes and say "the game did this" Coconut future Real Karma Sutra I used to buy clothes from this fine ass booster Now I'm with the roosters When it comes to you The way you hit the streets and the things that you do Even politicians try to get you through the wire Come back and tell me cause you know they all liars Turning like tires so fast no brakes Sometimes we laugh about the money you make Cakes I bake T-Bone steaks Fallas that race to your face then chase Let me lace you up Roll up two blunts Some think it late But it's 3 so what?

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