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Fuck Somebody Else

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Chorus: You gonna make me fuck somebody else (I'm gonna fuck somebody) If you keep on treating me the way you do (you don't wanna do it, you don't wanna do it) You gonna make me fuck somebody else If you keep on treating me the way you do (you don't wanna do it, you don't wanna do it) Verse One: Foxy Brown Most of these cats ain't got nothing for me, but if we talikng G's That's a different story, now don't embarass yourself Cause if you ain't pushin' what I'm tryin' to push next year You talking for ya health, nigga rock on Check where you come from, you now my stee dun Run a G and leave 'em strung with they tongue hung, niggas is bold now I puts the gold down, I ain't laughing Cats be asking can they lick my hole now, feel free Nigga eat me, treat me Ya trick, pussy clit lickin' No ass gettin' dick, first roles Niggaz is my hoes, top my doe Wanna lace me with some head after my show, bringin' dat I'm the nasty bitch that I am, make 'em lick my pearl tongue And you got to give my girls some, fuck a man Bitch got the world in her hand, just on spite Niggaz got to fuck me right chorus: Verse Two: Foxy Brown Aye yo Fox quit the PP on niggaz that is ricky Have them cats wining like Be-Be and Ce-Ce, Ill Na Na Pussy hot like a sauna, have yo dick doin' flips in my teddy by Gabanna Can yo baby's momma keep it wet like this, sex like this Nigga this is the best it gets, been around the world twice Gettin' more ice, bomb ass cock Fuck a nigga all night, for you bitch kept the pussy tight All night, nasty when I wanna Pussy you make me wonder, any eye in me Keep vibin' me, roll a nigga got the word that he coppin' threes They call him Long Dick Steve, make the pussy steamy Lips in the ass with his face thug cree, ya'll should've seen him Nigga dick mad tiny, doin' tricks like a muthafuckin' genie chorus: Verse Thre: Foxy Brown Now niggaz get a nut just to watch me strut, niggas tried knockin' me up Locking me down, what clown copped me a truck But I ain't need it, he passed me da blunts but I don't get weeded Smoke the put bush, let him eat it Let's him get high then his face in my thigh, while I'm in his ride Fuck a nigga Todd, screamin' my name Cum stains on the wood grain, had a good thang But the truth is your loose lips mad me ruthless, now you sex what Jerk it, it's for certain Had him spend up, had him bent up Got the next nigga none in ya Benz truck Ain't nothing wrong with a good dick, fuck a trick Suck a dick, let no trick Nigga pass up, fuck the last nut Get a ass up uhh the next what, can a nigga do But fuck you and ya crew with down ass hoes chorus: You gonna make me fuck somebody (you gonna make fuck somebody) You gonna make me fuck somebody (if you keep fucking up the way you do) You gonna make me fuck somebody (ohh fuck somebody) You gonna make me fuck somebody (you're gonna make me fuck somebody)

Who's Gonna Take Me Home

ROD STEWART "Every Beat Of My Heart"
(R. Stewart, K. Savigar, J. Davis) Well I arrived on time My courduroy suit and me bottle of wine There were women wall to wall It's Saturday night and I wanted them all everyone Sidled up for a dance I tried a new step and fell in the plants I told a joke, about the Pope It wasn't as funny as I would've hoped Nobody told me she was the daughter of the mayor I was so embarrassed, I just wished the ground would swallow me up Accidentally my elbow hit the record player The rock 'n' roll stopped and everybody just stared (oh no) Who's gonna take me home I'm tired and I wanna go to bed Who's gonna take me home This party's gone right to my head I didn't worry, not me Panic ain't in my vocabulary Smashed beyond reproach Suddenly I wanted to take off my clothes All hell broke loose I started to take off my trousers and shoes And so I tried to look cool I stepped back and fell in the pool The hostess helped me out and asked for my dismissal I said I was sorry, but I've been under so much pressure just lately, baby I felt as popular as a Russian guided missile The last thing I remember, I left with a girl on a motor bike That weighed three hundred pounds and what's wrong with that Who's gonna take me home I'm tired and I wanna go to bed Who's gonna take me home This party's gone right to my head to my head I woke up on the floor Still in my suit and she told me I snored I never felt so cheap I had a good laugh at the size of her feet Holy Moses, I don't like this single living I think I'll find me a nice local girl and settle on down, now With a home and a garden and a nature quite forgiving Then again maybe I'll just hang around Who's gonna take me home I'm tired and I wanna go to bed, right now Who's gonna take me home This party's gone right to my head to my head Now who's gonna take me home Hey Brian could you give me a lift 'cos I don't live too far from you, boy Mary c'mon I've known you so long please give me a lift home, oh c'mon Jim oh c'mon boys would you just give me a lift home I don't live too far from here and I'm so tired

Bad Day / Worse Day

KILLER MIKE
[Killer Mike:] CRIP - true blue to it BLOOD - Piru to it Gangsta music, is to drug abusin Don't confuse it with C. Delores Tucker FUCK her, and Bill O'Reilly And Reverend what's-his-name, FUCK his name Kobe the best player ever, with NO game Fell for the trick of that white bitch, so lame How lame? Lame as the new host of Soul Train Sheeit, lame as the old host of Soul Train I do gangsta music, FUCK Soul Train! All blacks got is BET Pardon me, that shit's owned by MTV Blacks ain't got shit, it's still 1-9-6-6 'Cause you can buy a car ain't shit Jordan cain't buy a team, and that nigga got six rings Cot'picker, see what I mean? Q-Tip's singin, Dre 3000 actin God-damn, niggaz too good, for this rappin I'm just askin, what the fuck happened? I'm just askin, nigga what the fuck happened? ! We went from "too black to too skrong" To Sisqo and the God-damn "Thong Song" We went from Farrakhan to Don Juan Don Juan keep it pimpin man But I'm just sayin Farrakhan got business man Plus he speak positive on that knowledge shit No matter how much my auntie holla I'd NEVER give a dollar, to the good doctor - Reverend Creflo Dollar Fuck dat! Befo' I do dat I'd join Mason Betha's church and quit rap I'd hang out with Murder INC. and sing 50 Cent raps 50 Cent raps; I'd rather let Eminem call me 50 niggaz Than break bread with a rich nigga readin scripture By the way, if you're Arian Nation - FUCK Hitler, FUCK Hitler! That's to let ya know I didn't forget ya Let me make ya bad day a worst day Me and Hitler got the same damn birthday That cracker dead, that's my God-damn birthday Go shorty, go shorty FUCK a protest, I got a Glock 40 Unlike these bougie niggaz, I ain't braggin FUCK killin blacks, I'm down for toe taggin Grand Dragon, Grand Dragon

Enemies With Me

2PAC "R U Still Down? (Remember Me)"
(feat. Dramacydal) [2Pac] Young Thugs in this motherfucker Don't break up the fight, let 'em rumble Don't make enemies with me I Try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see Don't make enemies with me Some say my criminal experience is legendary I do what's necessary Niggas wanna see me burried Worried, if you coming hurried I ain't going down, fuck the world I'm a thug Tell 'em can't nothing stop me but a slug I went from drug dealing to a shot caller From off the block, no longer rock And putting money in my pocket, nationwide baller Bitch nigga I'm prepared to die, Before I fry I hit the weed so I be forever high My eyes has seen so much in misery, So before I flee I open fire let the lord pick the first to bleed Bitches don't wanna see me leave, forever thugging Tell 'em bury me a G on everything I love And fuck the law 'cause the raw niggas ain't free This picture's clear but we can't see, hahaha This game is jealousy, Don't let 'em change That's what they keep on telling me, motherfuck the fame I can't sleep 'cause I keep hearing peeps wrapped in my sheets Don't make enemies with me I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see Don't make enemies with me Rather fuck with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me, nigga I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see Don't make enemies with me Fuck with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me [Mutah with K-Dogg in ()] The game is getting deeper with this I couldn't stop, I'm reminising And having flashbacks when them niggas came up missing (Wish in my heart, these niggas they ain't have to start Now therefore they gotta see in dark Played the part with heart when we spark they part Running silly through the court) They don't really wanna start (How you wanna do) Yo K, anyway These motherfuckers wanna play we can do it all day So I stay (Sipping on my aray to keep my head fine And I'm where Everywhere from here to bedtime) And I squeeze when I say I'm coming Straight gunning on enemies if it's really me that they wanting (Cause it ain't nothing, Y'all niggas is fronting Do you really want it niggas dying...) [2Pac] Don't make enemies with me I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see Don't make enemies with me You'd rather fuck with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see Don't make enemies with me You'd rather fuck with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me [Big Mal with Yak in ()] Now, we're in '94, Niggas get bust through the do' Cup in a flash sittin on that ass (And rarely fold) Galitter tell 'em bout that trife shit (You wanna fight I wanna light shit, you lose your life bitch) bee-yatch! A nigga struggle too hard for what I got hustle (And doubled every fucking yard that I cop and stop Hell nah! I coulnd't see it Facing a century in the penatentury but so be it) And Jesus couldn't help me out the state (Prepare for an early date to see my fate at the pearly gate But wait) No time for stalling (But death is calling) You wanna stomp on it somebody's gotta start falling (True, what I do from sun up) is for a come up (Wake up with my gun up) Cause when I sneak that's when they run up (So It's time to spray like Ray And put the freeze on these fake Gs) You know how we do [2Pac] Don't make enemies with me I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see Don't make enemies with me You'd rather fuck with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me, nigga I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see Don't make enemies with me You'd Rather fuck with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me What nigga Young motherfucking thugs, let's out do it Don't make enemies with me nigga Y'all better fuck with these other niggas And I don't see it Don't make enemies with me Motherfuckers is fatal nigga I swear by the Gods Don't make enemies with me nigga Niggas gonna see they caskets fucking with these bastards Don't make enemies with me It's for all these motherfuckers that's swearing to God That they be doing something Don't make enemies with me That they touching something That they being something Y'all niggas ain't shit That's on my mama bring the drama, nigga Young Thugs, fuck the drugs These niggas making records, y'all niggas best to check it Cause y'all gonna get yo asshole tore They tearing patches out you niggas ass All y'all niggas, I don't give a fuck who you running with This is thug life nigga, the new generation motherfucker Young Thugs we chin checking all you junior high school motherfuckers Y'all better feel this shit, don't make enemies with these niggas You better be friendly motherfucker, I swear to God We running through, smile from handshake

Changed Man

2PAC "Better Dayz"
(feat. Johnta' Austin, T.I.) [2Pac] Shit, I'm a changed man Ay, turn the lights out Big baller 2Pac up in this bitch Y'know how we swing this shit, look [Verse One: 2Pac] By age sixteen I sold to dopefiends Not yet a drug dealer, but I watched 'em closely Until they noticed me I got the feds wonderin who broke the law Far too inhibited for gunsmoke, I broke his jaw Words harder than a fuckin diamond Mobile phone call to Simon, niggaz trippin homey, when we ridin Fuck them slowly like Jodeci And stick a needle in my eye if I don't live and die for M.O.B. And fuck your homeboys nigga we can drop the guns I hit your block and we can box for fun Nigga one on one, last to fall is a baller cat It's Death Row, why the fuck you think we call it that So if you knew me in my past life Don't act like we homeboys, ain't no love in the fast life I switch gears on them jealous bitches, who do you fear The gameplan of a changed man, so what I'm sayin is [Chorus: Johnta' Austin + (2Pac)] I changed plans but I'm still the same old rider (Fuckin with a changed man) I slang a new dope to the world but the people still buy it (Nigga you fuckin with a changed man) All my real thug niggaz, go and get your hands up You go and drink the Henn' up (You fuckin with a changed man) Changed man, you're dealin with a changed man [Verse Two: T.I.] In drop top, the glock cocked, got rocks in my socks Cops spot Watt niggaz but hardly stop niggaz Not if they got niggaz, doughboys and hot niggaz Who mighta shot niggaz but only by strugglin I'm for respect nowadays they expect me to be in a Ferrari or the old SL Or anything you see flashin past and can't catch Dat's me, gauge on the Escalade back seat - don't creep Oh what you think, T.I., P and them sweet (Don't sleep) Get you hit from your head to your feet (And you don't know me) I'm fin' ta introduce you to the old me You walk in, exploded and leave reload You don't like a rugged nigga, fuck you, blow me But you will respect me or get it in your neckpiece G No three niggaz here are gonna let me be or get you inside there's codes to the streets nigga [Chorus] [Verse Three: 2Pac] A nigga so cold when I flow, bow down to Death Row Three wheel motion, comin through coastin Who's that nigga in the G-ride screamin out M.O.B.! Nigga we ride I hit the charts like a stick-up kid #1 in the nation I fucked the world, the Judge gave me probation Faced with incarceration Move tapes like it's big weight, slangin to the whole nation GIMME MINE, or I'm blastin on every song Murder my enemies, I'm mashin until I'm gone One love to my thug niggaz And fuck a bitch, cause a true sister love niggaz Throw yo' hands in the air, close your eyes and hope Never come against the massive smoke, on Death Row My adversaries BLEED But fuck 'em all 'til the talk cease, fuckin with a changed man [Chorus] [Chorus w/ 2Pac speaking over it] [2Pac] E'rybody think they understand me Shit, you niggaz don't know me Y'all know that nigga on the rap song Y'all know that nigga in the movies You don't know this nigga in 3-D Real live right up against you in front of yo' face Shit, nigga you fuckin with a changed man [Outro: 2Pac] Westside, Outlaw Immortalz, hehehe You fuckin with a changed man Hahaha.. you fuckin with a changed man Hahaha.. I ain't the same, you fuckin with a changed man We ain't the same, you fuckin with a changed man We ain't the same, fuckin with a changed man Changed man

Is She Gon Pop

J. COLE "Born Sinner"
Yeah Yeah [Verse 1:] Art of seduction Hoes jump like vince carter backstage like they apart of production We talked about her dreams you gotta start out with somethin' Her momma went to college but yet her father was hustlin' Found it funny cause now they daughter is stuck-in A similar predicament, I'm askin' where her nigga went She said your guess is good as mine Dropped outta school now he run the streets like all the time Left me alone with this baby I don't hear from the nigga And to keep hundred with you I don't care for the nigga Well, movin on Funny cause I only know a couple of your songs But I love when they come on Word? [Bridge:] I'll take it, Baby I'll take it Why I'm starin' at you cause I'm picturing you naked Know what's on your mind embrace it, do not fake it Tonight is what you make it, take it do not waste it Take a shot you not wasted, look in the blocks with mindplay [?] I'm in a small ass town with a superstar chick This is superstar dick Girl, How could you not taste it? [Verse 2:] That's a little egotistic, my amigos be hocking in Toledo Niggas winning off me, it's all G though, Cause he know bitches can't get the Michael so they settling for Tito We know, yeah nigga we know, hot bitch fell in my lap like cappucino Niggas so thirsty it irks me, you keep on putting bitches over money but that ain't my cup of tea though, Nah nigga, the game is to get, a bunch of paper just to change your fucking neighbors and shit, I swear if niggas put half of what they put in chasing ass into a craft, now you'd be famous and rich, But I get it, you rather lay with a bitch, while you play with her pussy, and let her play with your dick, She thinking she got a first round pick, she thinking bout all the things she can get, She thinking you got a Range for a whip, and a fly ass cribbo, and it's not that simple cause, All you got is a phone full of bitches, and they just like her Meanwhile I'm stacking paper up, my word Had more hoes coming than a bus driver Got a full grown woman wanna fuck my word, wanna ride my nouns, let her suck my verbs... Aye [Bridge:] I'll take it, Baby I'll take it Why I'm starin' at you cause I'm picturing you naked Know what's on your mind embrace it, do not fake it Tonight is what you make it, take it do not waste it Take a shot you not wasted, look in the blocks with mindplay [?] I'm in a small ass town with a superstar chick This is superstar dick Girl, How could you not taste it?

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