Justin Bieber - Memphis (ft. Big Sean)

Justin Bieber - Memphis (ft. Big Sean)

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Justin Bieber - Memphis (ft. Big Sean)

Lyrics

Justin Bieber - Memphis (ft. Big Sean)

I love you, need you

Need you to stay

Girl you’re on my mind like 24/7

Every single time that I’m not with you

If you spend the night, baby it could be heaven

Hit me on my line if you’re tryna come through

I feel my heartbeat bumpin’ to the bass

She give me butterflies and they won’t go away

Under the stars, she took my hand and said

"Love, you, need you, need you here to stay"

I’d like to give you what you need

I try but you’re makin’ it hard for me

How do I make you believe?

Cause I love you, need you, need you here to stay

I’d like to give you what you need

I try but you’re makin’ it hard for me

How do I make you believe?

Cause I love you, need you, need you here to stay

Every time you’re distant, girl somethin’ is missin’

And wish that I could fix it, I wish things were different

What else, what else, if you love me, girl then say it

Say what else, what else, if you wanna be my baby

I feel my heartbeat bumpin’ to the bass

She give me butterflies and they won’t go away

Under the stars, she took my hand and said

"Love, you, need you, need you here to stay"

I’d like to give you what you need

I try but you’re makin’ it hard for me

How do I make you believe?

Cause I love you, need you, need you here to stay

I’d like to give you what you need

I try but you’re makin’ it hard for me

How do I make you believe?

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Cause I love you, need you, need you here to stay

Is this what you want? The baddest, the baddest

I know what you want, without askin’

I hit once, have to have it, hit it twice,

it’s a habit, don’t get caught up in traffic

I heard that it’s stormin’ outside,

let’s do that on the mattress

I just keep askin, is it real,

is it real? Look, tell me, is it real?

Yep, real enough to go and get it tatted

Give you flowers, now you look like you’re on a pageant

I can take you to the crib, condo, or the cabin, what’s up?

If you make it, I can make it happen, I can grant it

Don’t you take my “grant it” though for granted

I know that’s not your intent, we ain’t even campin’

And to leave this bed Imma need a fuckin’ ransom

Man I got her screamin’ “Finally Famous!” when we fly around

Never lie to you ‘less I lie you down

I put the writin’ on the wall,

but you don’t understand it all like we in Chinatown

We one and one, both one of ones,

and when you put the twos together

That’s not twenty-two, it’s forever,

I promise 20-20 couldn’t even

make it clearer

I swear, Sean Don

I’d like to give you what you need

I try but you’re makin’ it hard for me

How do I make you believe?

Cause I love you, need you, need you here to stay

I’d like to give you what you need

I try but you’re makin’ it hard for me

How do I make you believe?

Cause I love you, need you, need you here to stay..

Jessie J - Wild (feat. Big Sean)

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[Verse 1: Jessie J]

If I go hard, let me tell you that it's worth it

Play the right cards, I ain't afraid to work it

Brush em right off, when they say I don't deserve it

Hands on my heart, you keep my fire burning

[Pre-Hook: Jessie J]

Ooh it feels so crazy when you scream my name

Love it when you rock me over every day

When I think about it I could go insane

Here we are as beautiful, I'm blown away

[Hook X2: Jessie J]

If this is a dream - won't open my eyes

Am I asleep? No, I'm alive

I just can't believe that this is my life

In my fantasy we're running wild

[Verse 2: Jessie J]

When it get rough, then the rain starts pouring

I turn up the heat cause the drama ain't important

Let em all talk talk, I'mma just ignore it

Hands on my heart, you you keep me moving forward

Ooh it feels so crazy when you scream my name

[Verse 3: Big Sean]

Today I woke up feeling like the mayor

I spend about an hour looking in the mirror

As I should, as much as I've been through

It's a wonder I look this damn good

I could probably make it out any situation that you try to put me into

If I swim with the piranhas, guarantee that I'mma probably have a fish dinner

I meet a young girl with a sexy shape

Like Jessie J, we escapade

Where its extra shade, she make me want to give in

Not take in like collection plates

Wow, all these wars, bras, cars, wall to wall, was all a mirage

And I could lose it all tonight just to show the world I could do it twice

With my life

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Dizzee Rascal]

Rahs'calla, double the dollar

I'm a jet-settin' bredda, more hits than a white collar

But I can't be boxed, flow tight like Bob Marley's locks

I can't be dropped, I'm at the peak and I can't be topped

I'm wilding out, I've lost the plot, I can't be stopped

Pull up in a gnarly 'Rari, barmy, what

Opposite of "I can't believe if I'll get the party hot"

I can't be blocked, 10 years plus running the game

You breddas just come in the game, but now I'm coming again

To get the people going dumb and insane

Hundred thousand people going bonkers in the mud and the rain

Women on shoulders, tops off, shouting my name

I'm all in their brain, why would I complain?

I thought I was the Boy in da Corner

But I'm in a penthouse, nigga where is the water?

I'm living

[Hook X2]

[Hook: Jessie J]

Wild Wild Wild

Woahoo

Wild Wild Wild

Woahoo

Wild Wild Wild

Woahoooh

Big Sean - Guap

[Intro: Big Sean]

God, oh, God

I've been working all god damn year, I just got my check

I'm 'bout to spend it all on me, I'm worth it

[Bridge: Big Sean & Kanye West]

Hol' up, tell me what you see

Pull up, watch these motherfuckers freak

Why don't ya say waddup though when you see me in the streets

G.O.O.D. Music in this bitch now drop that motherfuckin beat

[Hook: Big Sean & Kanye West]

Okay, this to all of my enemies that seeing me gettin' guap right now

Seeing me gettin' guap right now, seeing me gettin' guap right now

This to all of my hatin' hoes that seeing me gettin' guap right now

Seeing me gettin' guap right now, hell yeah, I won't stop right now

This to all my old hoes that seeing me gettin' guap right now

Seeing me gettin' guap right now, hell yeah, I won't stop right now

Seeing me gettin' guap right now, hell nah, I won't stop right now

Hell nah, I won't stop right now, seeing me gettin' guap right now

[Verse 1]

Okay, I need 50k large (right now)

My momma needed a new crib (right now)

My daddy need a new car (right now)

So I be goin' so hard (right now)

Detroit is my yard (right now)

I need a 17 car garage (right now)

I need a 17 broad menage (right now)

I need a jail house to free my dogs (right now)

I done paid taxes, paid dues, paid bills my whole life

So I'mma throw money in the air, like I'm tryin' to pay the sky

Told myself man if I can't live like this, I'd rather die

I give it up to God, and he always replies

"Control yo' hoes, you let her talk to you crazy

You got baby mama drama, you ain't even got you no baby!"

You fugazi, b-boss up, boss up with your time dog

You ain't got time for no hoes, I ain't even got time for time off

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

Okay, I need 50k large (right now)

My homie just beat the charge (right now)

My brother need a new job (right now)

So I be goin' so hard (right now)

I need my face on a black card (right now)

My iPhone need a charge (right now)

My fish tank need sharks (right now)

I need a blimp to say the worlds ours (right now)

So these niggas can know I do what they can't

I'm stuntin' for all the people who ain't

You still hatin'? You should be fuckin' ashamed

Far as I came, guess when you're running the game they want you to sprain

Yeah, I know, but I don't get my stress on

Takin' shots, swear is like my stomachs made of Teflon

They like, "Boy, won't you get your rest on?"

Bitch, cause I'm up for every hour I was slept on

And last night I dreamed about two girls, bisexual

They was tryin' things, trisexual

Then I woke up in a city where the population match the death toll

Drew my blueprint, got it illustrated, F.F. affiliated

Millions chasin' go to sleep wake up continuated

Life of a Don, Sean Don sippin', never had a palm readin'

Always had my palms itchin' time to get it

Boy, I was taught to get it till it's gone

Even when I got it, watch me get it like I don't

[Bridge] + [Hook]

[Outro]

Right now, whoa (x6)

This to all my enemies that see me gettin' guap right now

See me gettin' guap right now, hell yeah, won't stop right now

See me gettin' guap right now, hell nah, won't stop right now

Hell nah, won't stop right now, see me gettin' guap right now

Kanye West feat. Jay-Z & Big Sean - Clique

[Intro]

What of the dollar you murdered for

Is that the one fighting for your soul

Or your brother’s the one that you’re running from

But if you got money, fuck it, because I want some

[Hook: Big Sean]

Ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my

Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique

Ain’t nobody freshin’ than my muthafuckin’

Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique

As I look around, they don’t do it like my

Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique

And all these bad bitches, man, they want the

They want the, they want the

[Verse 1: Big Sean]

I tell a bad bitch do whatever I say

My block behind me like I’m coming out the driveway

It’s grande, from Friday, to next Friday

I been up straight for nine days, I need a spa day

She tryna get me that poo tang

I might let my crew bang

My crew deeper than Wu Tang

I’m rolling with (Huh) fuck I’m saying?

Girl, you know my crew name

You know 2 Chainz? Scrrr!

I’m pullin’ up in that Bruce Wanye

But I’m the fuckin’ villian, man, they kneelin when I walkin in the building

Freaky women I be feelin’ from the bank accounts I’m fillin’

What a feeling, ah man, they gotta be

Young player from the D that’s killin’ everything that he see

[Hook]

[Jay Z]

Yeah am talking Ye’, yeah am talking Rih’, yeah I’m talking Bey, nigga I’m talking me

Yeah I’m talking bossy, I ain’t talking Kelis

You’re money too short, you can’t be talking to me

Yeah I’m talking LeBron, we balling our family tree

G.O.O.D Music drug dealing drug cousin, ain’t nothing fuckin’ with we

Turn that 62 to 125, 125, to a 250, 250 to a half a milli, ain’t nothin’ nobody can do with me

Now who with me? ¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or jefe

Translation, I’m the shit. Least that what my neck say, least that what my check say

Lost my homie for a decade, nigga down for like 12 years, ain’t hug his son since the second grade

He never told, who we gonna tell, we top of the totem pole

It’s the dream team meets the supreme team, and all our eyes green and only means one thing

You ain’t fuckin’ with my clique

[Kanye West]

Break records of Louie

Ate breakfast at Gucci

My girl a superstar all from a home movie

Bow on our arrival the unamerican idols

When niggas did in Paris got em hanging off the Eiffel

Yeah I’m talking business

We talking CIA

I’m talking George Tenet

I seen him the other day

He asked me about my Maybach

Think he had the same

Except mine tinted and his might have been rented

You know white people get money don’t spend it

Or maybe they get money, buy a business

I rather buy 80 gold chains and go ig’nant

I know Spike Lee gon kill me but let me finish

Blame it on the pigment, we living no limits

Them gold master p ceilings was just a figment

Of our imagination, MTV cribs

Now I’m looking at a crib right next to where TC lives

That’s Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse

He wasn’t really drunk he just had a few brews

Pass the refreshment a cool cool beverage

Everything I do need a news crew present

Steve-O swerve homie, watch out for the waves

I’m way too black to burn from sunrays

So I just meditated the home in Pompay

About how I could build a new Rome in one day

Every time I’m in Vegas they screaming like he’s Elvis

But I just wanna design hotels and nail it

Shit is real got me feelin’ Isrealian

Like Bar Refaeli Gisele, no thats Brazilian

Went through deep depression when my momma passed

Suicide what kind of talk is that

But I’ve been talking to God for so long

That I have you look in my life I guess he talking back

Fuckin’ with my clique

Lil Wayne feat. Big Sean - My Homies Still

[Lil Wayne]

Man, fuck y’all with the sickest

Semi automatic, no click click

We don’t feel you, like an elephant

Getting, with a tick tick

Little little with a thick bitch

And before I fuck this bitch

I gotta put that patch over my third eye, Slick Rick

Trukfit t-shirt, talk second, skeet first

Boy your girl a jump off

I hope she land feet first

She give me brain, research

And I prefer reefer

But if you want some, want some

Thats cool cause my homies still

[Hook]

Yeah my homies still

My homies still

Yeah my homies still

Don’t make my goons go stupid

Go stupid, go stupid, yeah

Don’t make my goons go stupid

Go stupid, go stupid, yeah

[Big Sean]

Okay, my girls a ?

I like the ? so wet I can surf off

In the hot spot cause a nigga never chillin’

I do it for my niggas, I just do it to these bitches

Boy, I over grind, over shine

Aint another nigga over Sean

I’m gettin paid, it’s Oprah time

I’m rollin’ pine, I’m so divine

I’m westside, westside

Dark glasses on like I’m going blind

Looking like Easy E

It’s just me and Lil Weezy Wee

Get off my

[Hook]

[Lil Wayne]

Look, I’m eastside them haters

? Muthafucka going deaf

Weezy F, eastside them haters not

Bump with so much bass

Tunechi, Tunechi, Tunechi

I don’t love them

Got so much, you gon need another nose man

And I just play my hand

But I am not the dealer

You see I got them tear drops

I cry a nigga river

I got that Trukfit t-shirt

Listening to Rebirth

I skate until my feet hurt

Hot boy, free Turk

? dessert

Put your hands beneath Earth

And I don’t sell drugs but if you need work

My homies still

[Hook]

[Big Sean]

Whoa, okay, this here’s what I do do

Got your sister dancing out the ? in a tutu

Got me in control, no strings attached, thats that voodoo

She said can’t nobody do it better, I tell her, true true yep

True true, my my bro bro say these bitches aint shit

I got the girl you came with and the girl she came wit’

She leaking and drippin’, whoa there I might just come slip in

And your misses gonna go missin’

If she addicted to what my dick did

Boy I get it

[Hook]

Justin Bieber feat. Big Sean - As Long As You Love Me

As long as you love me

As long as you love me

As long as you love me

I'm under pressure

seven billion people in the world trying to fit in

Keep it together,

Smile on your face even though your heart is frowning

But hey now,

Don't know girl,

We both know what to do

But I will take my chances

As long as you love me

We could be starving

We could be homeless

We could be broke

As long as you love me

I'll be your platinum

I'll be your silver

I'll be your gold

As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me

As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me

I'll be your soldier,

Fighting every second of the day for the change girl

I'll be your Hova,

You can be my Destiny's Child on a stinger

So don't stress,

Don't cry,

Oh we don't need no wings to fly

Just take

My hand

As long as you love me

We could be starving

We could be homeless

We could be broke

As long as you love me

I'll be your platinum

I'll be your silver

I'll be your gold

As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me

As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me

I don't make if this make sense

You're my hallelujah

Give me a time and place, i'll rendez-vous

I'll fly it to ya, i'll meet you there

Girl you know I got you

Us, trust, a couple things I can't spell without you

No we on top of the world

Cause that's just how we do

Used to tell me sky's the limit

Now the skies are point of view

Now we stepping out like woah

Cameras point at you, ask me what's best side

I'll stand back and point at you, you, you

The one that I argue with,

Feel like I need a new girl to be bothered with

But the grass ain't always greener on the other side

It's greener where you water it

So I know, we got issues baby, true true true

But I rather work on this with you

Than then go ahead and start with someone new

As long as you love me

We could be starving

We could be homeless

We could be broke

As long as you love me

I'll be your platinum

I'll be your silver

I'll be your gold

As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me

As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me

As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me

As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me

As long as you lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-love me

Meek Mill ft Big Sean - Burn

[Verse 1: Meek Mill & Big Sean]

[Big Sean & Meek Mill]

God (Yea)

Oh God, Boi, (Yea)

G.O.O.D. (MMG, Nigga)

[Meek Mill]

Chain all V.S. I ain't with the B.S

Catch me in your city riding hard through the B.X

Skinny nigga but I do it large like a 3X

The last nigga tried to do me wrong umm he checked

Right back to that money slinging O's in the p-jects

Or prolly catchin mileage while the pilot steer the P-Jet

Cause we next and we flex like

[Big Sean]

90PX, working all night no breaks or a recess

Vroom vroom yeah I know my car sound like a T-Rex

Bitch, I'm 23 years old and I ain't riding in a Prius

My cousin finished school can't believe he graduated

Threw him 20,000 dollars told his ass congratulations

Cause me... I wasn't made for that shit

But I could probably hire him and who all paid for his shit

And to all the hoes that was dissin' I pray to God that you see me

I'm on a yacht getting hella' high smoking good that seaweed

Bad bitch in her cha-cha grabbing on her chi-chi's

Million dollar deals on my email you mad as hell you ain't CC'ed

Chain all V.S. bitch you knows it's B.S. boy I run my city

[Meek Mill]

End of story, nigga P.S

All white Maybach, Green Bay they packing

Y'all niggas was slackin' 'member the hard nights we trappin'

And they say lifes a game of chess you can play checkers all on my jacket

Cause it's Damier and we bombs away on y'all big rappers

I say yeah nigga I murder that Panamera turtle back

Niggas say they want beef well where the fuck is my burger at?

I got white, was serving that -- I been to jail, I ain't going back

I alley oop your bitch off that backboard she throw it back

I slam dunk in that pussy, Blake Griffin'd yo ho, nigga

Maybach with Ricky Ross my chain rock like I know Jigga

That's cause I do ho, shout out to my new ho

That pussy pink like Nuvo and I dog that Cujo

[Hook: Big Sean & Meek Mill]

[Big Sean]

Niggas wanna talk what they gon' say (gon' say)

I hit the pedal til that motherfucker break (til it break)

Freaky bitches love the money I make

And to live like this you motherfuckers gotta pay

So let that shit burn

[Meek Mill]

Let that shit burn I'mma let that shit burn let that shit burn (burn, gasoline)

The roof on fire I'm only gettin' higher

50 racks all in my pocket I want bottles I'mma let that shit burn

[Verse 2: Big Sean & Meek Mill]

[Big Sean]

Bitch, I had one shot and I ain't blow it

Riding til the wheels fall off and they tow it

I got green on top of green damn its looking like I grow it

D-Town the hood behind me like a king cobra

[Meek Mill]

Burn bitch I let it burn bitch

My money straighter than a motherfucking perm bitch

No navigation you can see it is my turn shit (swirv, swirv)

Shorty give me all that brain still ain't never learned shit

[Big Sean]

Oh that's your girl? Damn nigga you ain't learn shit

She naked in my studio I'm on that Howard Stern shit

I swear that mac 10 is my barbell, Finally Famous the cartel

Hit your girl in my whip and now that pussy got the new car smell

Same shit different day I ain't broke no more it's a different day

Don't turn me down I got shit to say my purp strong like it's lifting weights

It's Sean Don sippin' Chandon I got a bad bitch with them pom pom's

My Rollie don't tick-tock your shit sound like a time bomb, boom...lil' bitch

[Hook]

Kanye West feat. Big Sean, Pusha T & 2 Chainz - Mercy

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Chris Brown feat. Big Sean & Wiz Khalifa - Till I Die

Music video by Chris Brown feat. Big Sean & Wiz Khalifa performing Till I Die. (C) 2012 RCA Records, a division of Sony Music Entertainment

John West Feat. Big Sean - Already There

John West y Big Sean estrenan en Youtube el videoclip oficial de su nuevo single "Already There". Aquí les dejamos con la portada, el video y la letra de la canción. Esperamos que lo disfrutéis y que opinéis sobre él.

Letra de John West Feat. Big Sean - Already There

[Hook: John West]

I ain't got a dollar but I'm feeling like a millionaire

You know that we already

Ain't got the answers

But I guess I never really cared

You know that we already there

[Verse 1: John West]

We already there

We ready to wear

We been through craziness

But we always come prepared

I feel like half of a stock, feel like Louis Vuitton

I feel like John Legend, mixed with a little Kan

This is our generation, this is our time

We revolutionaries standing on the front line

I always got your back, so now let's get the fame

We taking giant steps, John Coltrane

[Inverted Hook: John West]

I ain't got a dollar but I'm feeling like a millionaire

You know that we already

Ain't got the answers

But I guess I never really cared

You know that we already there

Everybody in the world if you hear me now

Put your hands in the air if you with me now

This goes out to the dreamers everywhere (everyday)

You know that we already there

[Verse 2: Big Sean]

Big bottles, I deserve the big bottles

Keep that champagne pop, pop, pop, pop

I just need your goggles

I got good drinks, bad girls

You know opposites attract (you know)

See, I came from the bottom, so what's the opposite of that?

Top shelf, top floor, got a top model with her top off

Got a top chef, making five course

I'm top five, then drop four

Is this the top of the world?

I'm living with the people I die for

If they ain't at the top with you, then you ain't at the top

Boi

[Inverted Hook]

[Verse 3: John West]

There is where we're trying to be

Where the road is trying to lead

I'm going to get there even if I should fall

I pick it up and start a new beginning

Moving on I find a way

All I can do is what I do today

Don't you know we're (?)

[Inverted Hook]

Big Sean Feat. Nicki Minaj - Dance (A$$)

Big Sean junto con Nicki Minaj estrena en Youtube el videoclip de su nuevo single "Dance (A$$)".

Aquí les dejamos con la portada, el video y la letra de la canción.

Esperamos que lo disfrutéis y que opinéis sobre él.

Ass ass ass ass ass

Ass ass ass ass ass

Ass ass ass ass ass

Stop.....now make that motherf*cker hammer time like...

Wobble-dy wobble-dy wa wobble wobble

I'm st-stacking my paper my wallet look like a bible

I got girlies half naked that shit look like the grotto

How your waist anorexic and then your a$$ is colossal

Drop that ass make it boomerang

Take my belt off b*tch I'm Pootie Tang

Tippy tow tippy tay you gonna get a tip today

F*ck that you gonna get some d*ck today

I walk in with my crew and I'm breaking they necks

I'm looking all good I'm making her wet

They pay me respect they pay me in checks

And if she look good she pay me in sex

Bounce that ass (ass) it's the roundest

You the best you deserve a crown b*tch

Right on that,

Ass ass ass ass ass

Ass ass ass ass ass

Ass ass ass ass ass

Stop.....now make that motherf*cker hammer time like...

Go stupid, go stupid, go stupid

[Verse 2 - Nicki Minaj]

Wobbledy wobble, wo-wo-wobble, wobbin'

Ass so fat, all these bitches' p-ssies is throbbin'

Bad bitches, I'm your leader, Phantom by the meter

Somebody point me to the best ass-eater

Tell 'im "P-ssy clean!" I tell them "P-ssy squeaky!"

Niggas give me brain 'cause all of them niggas geeky

If he got a mandingo, then I buy him a dashiki

And bust this p-ssy open in the islands of Waikikiiiiii...

Kiss my ass and my anus, 'cause it's finally famous

And it's finally soft, yeah, it's finally solved!

I don't know, man, guess them ass shots were off!

Bitches ain't poppin', Google, my ass

Only time you on the net is when you Google my ass

Y-y-you f-ckin' little whores, fu-f-ckin' up my decors

Couldn't get Michael Kors if you was f-ckin' Michael Kors

B-B-Big Sean, b-boy, how big is you?

Gimme all yo' money and gimme all yo' residuals

Then slap it on my ass, ass, ass...

Woah, white girls, black girls, tall girls, fat girls

shake that ass shake that ass, shake that ass

Shake that ass, shake that Ass, shake that ass

go, go

Short girls, small girls, skinny girls, all girls

shake that ass shake that ass, shake that ass

Shake that ass, shake that Ass, shake that ass

And I want all of that,

Go stupid

Kelly Rowland - Lay It On Me ft. Big Sean

Music video by Kelly Rowland performing Lay It On Me. (C) 2011 Universal Republic Records, a division of UMG Recordings, Inc.

New Boyz Feat. Big Sean - I Don't Care

hello, hello, bad bitch!

hello, hello, bad bitch!...

but i bet you can’t take it like a…

trying to get it in, get it in, get it in,

will i let my… get in this ..?

..blowing, can’t see my shit,…

you ever been to this space museum?

well, my dick just like that telescope.

uhu, damn, uhu, damn!

that pussy from my bitch..

..catch me on that field shit!

she said she’ll hear the tune because it’s perfect,…

chorus:

bad bitches…

..i don’t care what they say,

i don’t care what they say!

i don’t care what they say!

i don’t care what they say!

everybody…

i say you’ll be glad…

and when i’m done…

nigger, fuck your bitch!

i think i’ll make her call me …

bitch i’m on my…

all my bottles they’ll be…

i’ll fresh up that fucking..

and everything was sober,

break, break, breaking that tree and ..like its october!

wow! i walk in this bitch with a grip in my hand

i tell her i’m me, she jizz in her pants

she’s shaking her… around and around, …

i found 2000 she just found my dick,

so i guess we both just hit a lick!

i tell her welcome, welcome to the good life!

heard you had a bad day, well, let’s make it good night!

if they say we ain’t big

we’ll turn this to a suge night,

let’s swim in alcohol and …. our cush fly.

i’m mr. big, bitch! yeah!

chorus:

bad bitches…

..i don’t care what they say,

i don’t care what they say!

i don’t care what they say!

i don’t care what they say!

everybody…

i say you’ll be glad…

and when i’m done…

but why is your girl up on me like i’m john doe,

hanging out back stage, waiting for a photo of you…

..nice to meet you,

..handle your model features.

on a scale of 1 to 9, ..use a dime,

your man lost an eye, don’t hesitate to make you mine,

..because i only got one night, so we’re acting…

so i keep on going cause i can’t get enough!

little momma … so much pain …

so much rhyme until we talk …

i must say, i must say,…

chorus:

bad bitches…

..i don’t care what they say,

i don’t care what they say!

i don’t care what they say!

i don’t care what they say!

everybody…

i say you’ll be glad…

and when i’m done…

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Big Sean Feat. Chris Brown - My Last

[Chris Brown]

Hands up in the air

I just want the

I just want the baddest bitch in the world

Right here on my lap

And I’mma hit this drink up like it’s my last

I’mma hit this night up like it’s my last

I’mma I’mma hmm hmm, like it’s my last (boi)

Swear I’mma, swear I’mma get it like

Like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all

Like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all

[Big Sean]

Ok, now where that alcohol

You aint even got to ask

Cause I’mma drink it all like, like its my last

She a 7 in the face, but a 10 in the ass

She even look better by the end of my glass

See I just walked in fresher than the shirts off in this muthf-cka

Ima need a bad broad to twirk off in this muthaf-cka

I’mma go hard till it hurts off in this muthaf-cka

I’mma ball so you gotta work off in this muthaf-cka

The work, and I can get you anything you want

I could, I could, I could put you on

See you look like Beyonce so do it like Beyon…

Do it like Beyonce and put it on Sean

Grind hard but a got a lot to show for it

Always had drive like I had to chauffeur it

My team’s so true we should get a camera crew

To follow us around and make a show for us

[Chris Brown - Hook]

And I’mma hit this drink up like it’s my last

I’mma hit this night up like it’s my last

I’mma I’mma hmm hmm, like it’s my last (boi)

Swear I’mma, swear I’mma get it like

Like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all

Like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all

[Big Sean - Verse 2]

Now, I’mma fill this glass up like it’s my last

I’mma do, do it, like its my last

I’mma spend this cash up like it’s my last

And I’mma make it last, like it’s my last

And I’m gone, can’t remember where I am

But she forget about her man when they tell her who I am

And they introduce my fan

Now she all up in space

All all up in my face like you remember who I am

Since I signed to Kan’, I’m Louie Vuitton Sean

Up in Benny Han Han eating all the Wonton

Rose rose over a little Chandon

Put her hands down my pants now she rocking Sean John

Man I just ended up on everybody guestlist

I’m just doing better than what everybody projected

Knew that I’d be here so if you asked me how I feel

I’mma just tell you, its everything that I expected

Boi, boi

[Chris Brown]

Hands up in the air

(One time for the West side, let me see them hands..)

Hands up in the air

(Two times if you love GOOD Music)

Hands up in the air

(And three times for the baddest chick in the World who got her hands up in the air)

Hands up in the air

[Chris Brown - Hook]

And I’mma hit this drink up like it’s my last

I’mma hit this night up like it’s my last

I’mma I’mma umm umm, like it’s my last (boi)

Swear I’mma, swear I’mma get it like

Like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all

Like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all

[Bridge]

Big ass bottles, Big Ice buckets

I work too hard to be ballin’ on a budget

Me and my people do it big out in public cause

Cause if you don’t do it big, you aint doing nothing

[Chris Brown - Hook]

Kanye West feat. Common, Kid Cudi, Pusha T, Big Sean & Charlie Wilson - Good Friday

(Kanye West)
Party people in the place to be
You are now in the midst of a real MC
Throw your hands in the air if you real as me
Oooooooooooh

(Kid Cudi)
Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

(Kanye)
Such an easy mornin’, we on a ride
And I’m feelin’ smooth as the way the Benz drive
Turn the radio down if they playin’ that bullshit
They don’t want black people to think at trial
He think he live

(Common)
He think he live, he think he cold
He think I’m high, I’m in thinker mode
Eyes low’d, I let the skies hold the thoughts
The streets are like the high road that I go across

(Kanye)
I mean, my whole team ’bout to smash the streets
The Phillip Lim remind them that it’s Fashion Week
And the weather wasn’t barely hot
Did I mention that the sweater was a Jeremy Scott?
Did I mention G.O.O.D. Music, yeah, forever we hot
Motherfucker, are you ready or not?

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

(This goes out to the hardcore hip-hop)
(Can’t stop! Yooou can’t stop!)
(This goes out to the allcore hip-hop)
(Can’t stop! Yooou can’t stop!)

(Pusha T)
As ‘Ye flips the piano
The mood swings like the change of a channel
He’s heating up like they wrapped him in flannel
Sellin’ kilos through your iPod nano
Cocaine vandal, I induct scandal
Money drive you crazy, look at Marbury’s handle
Vaseline face, reminiscent of my tires
Ice cream paint job, somethin’ like Breyers
Euro tank top, Dior inspired
Sell it to you hard, no assembly required
(Eyuck!) I’m 2012 in 2010
Which makes this a time machine, not just any Benz
Floss for the members of the gang with 28
While haters wish death ‘pon me, that’s many men
Yeah, and if you slaim you on your paper route
Stop talkin’, motherfucker, pull your paper out

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

(Big Sean)

Now tell me, do it feel good? Well, all right
Don’t worry, we gon’ be here all night
And you know a nigga rep that Westside (Westside!)
Westside, Westside!
So te-te-tell who the freshest of ‘em all?
They claimin’ that they fresh, they ain’t fresher than my balls
A nigga seen the fresh like I’m headed to the fall
MC hunting season, putting heads up on the wall
I sneak peeked ahead while we headed to the loft
Man, I always thought with the head inside my drawers
I guess that’s why in school, my grades went from As to Bs to Cs
All over double Ds, I be absent all week
This is for my niggas, all the ones I ride for
Man, that’s the fam, we let ‘em in through the side door
Hold on: That’s the girl you gave a wedding ring?
Man, me and my niggas nutted on her everything

(Charlie Wilson)

And let me hear you say ahhhh
Va-va-va-va-va-va
Va-va-va-va-va-va

Let me hear you say ahhhh
Va-va-va-va-va-va
Va-va-va-va-va-va

(Kanye)

Ay, we promised

Now put your hands up to the sky
Until the day in that we die
And we’ll be here all evenin’
G.O.O.D. Fridays, I hope you have a nice weekend

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

Are you?
Ready to go?
I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready

I know the city gettin’ ready for me
I know the city gettin’ ready