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  • It's Goin Down Artist: Yung Joc Album: new joc city Description Not Provided Lyrics (Verse 1)

    N***az in my face
    Damn near er' day
    Asking a million questions like
    Joc where ya stay
    Tell 'em College Park
    Where they chop cars
    Eat 20 grand spend a grand at the bar
    Jest bought a zone jays on my feet
    I'm on that patron so get like me
    69 cutlass wit the bucket seats
    Beat in my trunk bought it just for the freaks
    Catch me in the hood posted at the sto
    Pistol in my lap on the phone counting dough
    If a girl choose let her do her thang
    Just like her mama nice ass, nice brain
    Er'body love me I'm so fly
    N***az throw the deuces er'time I ride by
    I know ya wonder why
    I'm so cool
    Don't ask me just do what cha do

    Chorus: repeat 2x

    Meet me in the trap its going down
    Meet me in the mall its going down
    Meet me in the club its going down
    Any where ya meet me guaranteed to go down

    (Verse 2)

    Verse numba 2 do the damn thang
    Cubes on my neck pockets full of ben frank
    When I'm in the mall hoes just pause

    I pop a few tags give me that on the wall
    Time to flip the work make the block bump
    Boys from the hood call me black Donald Trump
    Dope Boy Magic seven days a week
    Numba one record long as nitty on the beat
    Oh I thank they like me betta yet I know
    Lights camera action when I walk through the door
    N***az know my crew we certified stars
    Valet in the front 'bout 35 cars
    Bitches in the back
    Black beamer coups
    Girls like girls time to recruit
    If ya got a problem say it to my face
    We can knuckle up any time any place

    Chorus

    (Verse 3)

    Time to set it off let these nigga know
    Have ya every seen a Chevy wit the butterfly doors
    I ride real slow no need to speed
    Gotta make sure ya see the buckets on my feet
    Feds on my trail but they don't thank I know
    I keep my hands clean cuz I never touch dope
    Every time I see 'em look 'em in the eye
    Ask 'em how I know its me surprise!
    Put it in the air rep where ya stay
    Take a step back blow the kush in they face
    Stunting is a habit let 'em see the karats
    I'ma make it rain nigga I ain't scared to share it

    Chorus


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  • Down Home Blues Artist: Z.Z. Hill Album: Down Home Description Not Provided Lyrics She said "Your party's jumpin' and ev'rybody's havin' a good time

    Now you know what's goin' through my mind
    Do you mind if I get comfortable and kick of these shoes
    While you're fixin' me a drink
    Play me some o' them down home blues"

    She say "I don't get out much on the town
    And you know I done cut out a lot of that runnin' around
    All week long I've been keepin' my cool
    But tonight I'm gonna let my hair down
    And get down with these down home blues"

    Down home blues (down home blues)
    Down home blues (down home blues)
    All she wanted to hear was some down home blues
    All night long, ev'ry other record or two
    She said "Take off those fast records
    And let me hear some down home blues"

    (Instrumental Break)

    She say "You know my ol' man is gonna wanna fight
    He calls ev'ry hour I'll be gettin in tonight
    But I don't care, tonight I'm gonna do as I choose
    I'm gonna lay my head back
    And party off these down home blues"

    Down home blues (down home blues)
    All she wanted to hear was these down home blues
    All night long, ev'ry other record or two
    She said "I'm gonna lay my head back
    And party off these down home blues"

    Down home blues (down home blues)
    Down home blues (down home blues)
    All she wanted to hear was those down home blues
    All night long, ev'ry other record or two
    She said "I'm gonna lay my head back
    And party off these down home blues"

    Down home blues (down home blues)
    Down home blues (down home blues)
    All see wanted to hear was those down home blues
    All night long, ev'ry other record or two
    She said "I'm gonna lay my head back
    And party off these down home blues"

    Down home blues (down home blues)
    Down home blues (down home blues)
    All she wanted to hear was these down home blues
    All night long, ev'ry other record or two

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  • Looks Like Money Artist: Yung Ralph Album: Looks Like Money Description Not Provided Lyrics (Hook)

    Cuz I look lik money
    Smell lik money
    Talk like money even walk lik money
    Everywhere I go and everyway I b
    I don't even talk dey still no its me
    Cuz I look lik money
    Smell lik money
    Talk like money even walk lik money
    I pull up at da club
    Man um a stunna
    Fresh outfit wid mah dol's and gabbana
    Cuz I look lik money
    Smell lik money
    Talk like money even walk lik money

    (Verse)

    Man mah wet paint leave a stain in da streets
    Give me 16 bars I leave a stain on da beat
    Mah pockets swoll up dey need slim fast
    Got weight Neva been to a gym class
    But I walk around wid pounds in a gym bag
    One call I can get rid of dem real fast
    Man I came up quik in da trap
    Got a whole lotta money thanks to all dem caps
    Now look at mah ride u can tells dats money
    And I look walk talk even smell lik money
    I stay down

    Make quik flipsz
    No gas when I talk ab quik trips
    If ya talkn dollars
    Den um down wit it
    Lik low lets get get get it
    If I get a ticket its all on me
    Clevanaire jumbaroda hoes on 3

    (Hook)

    Everywhere I go and everyway I b
    I don't even talk dey still no it's me
    Cuz I look lik money
    Smell lik money
    Talk like money even walk lik money
    I pull up at da club
    Man um a stunna
    Fresh outfit wid mah dol's and gabbana
    Cuz I look lik money
    Smell lik money
    Talk like money even walk lik money

    (Verse)

    A hater shoe 2 small 4 ma feet
    Dey can't piss wat I drank dey can't **** wat I eat
    Wit no deals still known in da streets'
    Wet paint ride rims way older den me
    Dis for dem n***as dat b hatin on me
    Walkin' round holdin' nuts conversation on me
    Ab a ***** u can have dat ish
    Treat ha like skool give a early dismissal
    Big bank no 1's and a pistol
    Smoke thrax roll it up ang king size swishasz
    Check ma swag I got flavor
    Call me notebook cuz I got dat paper

    (Hook)

    Cuz I look lik money
    Smell lik money
    Talk like money even walk lik money
    Everywhere I go and everyway I b
    I don't even talk dey still no its me
    Cuz I look lik money
    Smell lik money
    Talk like money even walk lik money
    I pull up at da club
    Man um a stunna
    Fresh outfit wid mah dol's and gabbana
    Cuz I look lik money
    Smell lik money
    Talk like money even walk lik money

    Like money
    Like money
    Like money
    Cuz I look lik money
    Like money
    Like money
    Like money
    Cuz I look like money


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  • Bring It On Home To Me Artist: Z.Z. Hill Album: Z.Z. Hill Description Not Provided Lyrics If you ever change your mind
    About leaving, leaving me behind
    Bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
    Bring it on home to me, yeah

    You know I tried to treat you right
    But, you stay out, stay out every night
    Bring it to me, bring your sweet lovin
    Bring it on home to me

    I know I laughed when you left
    But now I know I only hurt myself
    Baby, bring it to me
    Bring your sweet loving
    Bring it home to me

    I'll give you jewelry and money too
    That ain't all, all I do for you
    Baby if you bring it to me
    Bring your sweet loving
    Bring it on home to me, oh honey

    You know I'll always be your slave
    'til I'm buried, buried in my grave
    Bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
    Bring it on home to me

    But I forgive you, yeah


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  • I Know You See It Artist: Yung Joc Album: New Joc City Description Not Provided Lyrics Eeny mini minie mo
    How many bitches from da club wun go

    I know u see it
    I know u see it

    I'm like eeny mini minie mo
    How many n***** in da club wanna roll
    I know u see it (i know u see it)
    I know u see it (i know u see it)

    Verse One

    Now you can call me tip drill
    Playing my song
    Throw a couple ones ,
    Then she throw away her thongs
    When she bust it open
    Take a picture with my phone
    She love my colonge
    Call it purp body zone

    Now she p**** popin
    Yeah its going down
    Slap da waitress on da booty
    Tell her get another round
    When I make it rain
    Money all over da ground
    Fresh force ones
    Sean John button down

    And then I'm like oh boi
    My click full of starz
    Big four-fifth,big d***, and big cars
    At the end of the day
    When its all said and done
    I'ma need 4 freaks
    'cause I need mo than one

    Chorus

    Eeny mini minie mo
    How many b****** from da club wun go
    I know u see it (I know u see it )
    I know u see it (I know u see it )

    I'm like bim bam
    I know u want sum
    U chewin' on da d*** like a piece of bubble gum

    I know u see it (I know u see it )
    I know u see it ( I know u see it)

    I'm like eeny mini minie mo
    How many n8**** in da club wun roll
    I know u see it ( I know u see it )
    I know u see it ( I know u see it )

    Then I'm like bim bam
    I know u want some
    U chewin on the p**** like a piece of bubble gum

    I know u see it (I know u see it )
    I know u see it (I know u see it )

    Verse 2

    My cup on full
    Fity on lean
    Jeans sag low
    And my wrist stay mean
    It's ya birhtday set
    Gurl what u gonna do
    Pop a couple bottles
    Just to pour it on u

    If u with it
    I'm with it
    Gon' let me know
    Throw the money in the air
    Watch it fall like snow
    I know. u know
    How to work a pole
    Climb to the top
    Bring it down real slow

    Oh shit look who just called
    My nigga big block
    Say we finna buy it all
    The crisp,the goose,
    Petrome lime juice
    Then the dj play this record
    Everybody get loose

    Go dum (go dum)
    Shorty what's up
    Where u from (where u from)
    Shorty throw it up
    I know (know) u see it (see it)
    I know (know) u see it (see it)

    I'm like bim bam
    I know u want sum
    She chewin on da dick like a piece of bubble gum

    I know u see it (I know u see it)
    I know u see it (I know u see it)

    I'm like eeny mini miney mo
    How many niggas in da club wun go
    I know u see it (I know u see it)
    I know u see it (I know u see it)

    Then I'm like bim bam
    I know u want some
    You chewin on da p**** like a piece of bubble gum

    I know u see it (I know u see it)
    I know u see it (I know u see it )

    Enny mini miny mo
    How many b****** from the club wun go
    I know u see it (I know u see it )
    I know u see it (I know u see it )

    I'm like enny mini miny mo
    How many n***** in da club wun go

    I know u see it ( I know u see it )
    I know u see it ( I know u see it )


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  • Coffee Shop Artist: Yung Joc Album: Hustlenomics Description Not Provided Lyrics Welcome to starblocks
    It's young dirty
    Who's this
    It's young dirty
    Oh okay what you need
    Hey I need some of them thangs, mayn
    How many of 'em
    Two of 'em, give me two
    I got you, pull on around to the window pimp
    Aight shawty
    Ay ay ay joc what up patman
    Cuh cuz out here say he need two of them thangs
    O yea he want two of 'em
    Yea, ay joc
    Whatup
    You know tha motto
    Yea
    Hustle by any means n****

    Chorus

    First I take order like the coffee shop
    Then I steam it up and cook it like the coffee shop
    And then I sevre it out the window like the coffee shop
    (yea I'm comin' in got my rims Sittin' real big)
    And it ain't no returns at the coffee shop
    Man I make that paper stack up at my coffee shop
    One hit n they'll be back to the coffee shop
    (yea I'm comin' in got my rims Sittin' real big)

    (Yung Joc)

    Okayy
    It's just another day at the coffee shop
    I grab them coffee beans, time to heat them coffee pots
    Turn them lights on, j's rush the parkin' lot
    This the neighborhoods number one stop n shop
    No regular, we only serve the best
    For the low low, cheaper than the rest
    I'm takin' orders, tell me who's next
    Only cash, no credit, no checks
    When your car stop, welcome to starblocks
    You wanna triple your knot invest in our stock
    N now we doin numbers, like the close out
    Make sure you shop wit me, before its sold out

    Chorus

    First I take order like the coffee shop
    Then I steam it up and cook it like the coffee shop
    And then I sevre it out the window like the coffee shop
    (yea I'm comin' in got my rims Sittin' real big)
    And it ain't no returns at the coffee shop
    Man I make that paper stack up at my coffee shop

    One hit n they'll be back to the coffee shop
    (yea I'm comin' in got my rims Sittin' real big)

    (Gorilla Zoe)

    Cook it in the morning, sell it durin' midday
    Whipped cream the same color as your latte
    I tell em vamonos, thas rapido, you need some mota you gon call gorilla zoe

    You can get the coca if you got tha get-it-green
    Colombian, and I ain't talkin coffee beans 12 to 12
    It's always someone on the scene
    Starblocks, we get it out by any means
    Coffee shop, trap spot, hand to hand, get my guap
    Pockets still ounce for ounce
    Decafinated off the top
    Rockstar, rollin'' rocks
    Piano keys, work the block
    Welcome to starblocks, we trap like the coffee shop let go see

    Chorus

    First I take order like the coffee shop
    Then I steam it up and cook it like the coffee shop
    And then I sevre it out the window like the coffee shop
    (yea I'm comin' in got my rims Sittin' real big)
    And it ain't no returns at the coffee shop
    Man I make that paper stack up at my coffee shop
    One hit n they'll be back to the coffee shop
    (yea I'm comin' in got my rims Sittin' real big)

    (Yung Joc)

    Ah ha okay
    Everybody on the block know my nick name
    When you drop by just ask for whip game
    And all my money get counted when the shifts change
    They get into it, I'mma let my 4/5th bang
    If you need the number 1-800-starblocks
    Coca latte damned to make ya heart stop
    And now the haters hot so they run n tell the cops
    Shut this shit down, we set up shop on another block

    Chorus

    First I take order like the coffee shop
    Then I steam it up and cook it like the coffee shop
    And then I sevre it out the window like the coffee shop
    (yea I'm comin' in got my rims Sittin' real big)
    And it ain't no returns at the coffee shop
    Man I make that paper stack up at my coffee shop
    One hit n they'll be back to the coffee shop
    (yea I'm comin' in got my rims Sittin' real big)

    Ay Kids plz don't do drugs, just bring 'em to me, and I'll get rid of 'em at the Coffee Shop
    Haha Joc you stupid


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  • Goin' Down Artist: Yung Joc Album: The Last Kiss Description Not Provided Lyrics (Lil Boi)

    This a nitty beat (boing)

    (Nitty)

    Here we go again
    Ghettoville u.s.a (uh Oh)
    You know I got by the name nitty right (uh huh)
    I gotta introduce you to another motherf***** out my squad right (who dis nigga mane)
    Dis n**** go by the name of jock (jock?)
    He resides in collegepark (collegepark cp)
    But for right now what we gotta do for y'all (what we gonna do)
    We gotta give y'all a hit (huh)

    Verse 1

    N***** in my face
    Damn near er' day
    Ask'n me a question like
    Joc where ya stay
    Tell 'em collegepark
    Where they chop cars
    Get 20 grand spend a grand at the bar
    Just bought a zone j's on my feet
    I'm on that patrone so get like me
    69' cutlass wit the bucket seats
    Beat in my trunk bought it just for the freaks
    Catch me in the hood posted at the sto
    Pistol in my lap on the phone countin' dough
    If ya girl chew let her do her thang
    Just like her mama nice head nice brain
    Er'body love me I'm so fly
    N***** throw the deuces er'time I ride by
    I know ya wonder why
    I'm so cool
    Don't ask me just do what cha do (ok)

    Chorus: repeat 2x
    Meet me in the trap its goin down
    Meet me in the mall its goin down
    Meet me in the club its goin down
    Anywhere ya meet me guaranteed your goin down

    Verse 2

    Do the damn thang
    Cubes on my neck pockets full of ben franks
    When I'm in the mall hoes just pause
    I pop a few tags give me that on the wall
    Time to flip the work make the block bump
    Boys in the hood call me black donald trump
    Dope boi magic seven days a week
    Numba one record long as nitty on the beat
    Oh I thank they like me betta yet I know
    Lights camera action when I walk through the door
    Niggaz know my crew we ceritifed stars
    Vallet in the front bout 35 cars
    Bitches in the back
    Black beamer coups
    Girls likein' girls time to recruit
    If ya got a problem say it to my face
    We can knuckle up any time any place

    Chorus

    Verse 3

    Time to set it off let these n**** know
    Have ya ever seen a chevy wit the butterfly doors?
    I ride real slow no need to speed
    Gotta make sure ya see the buckets on my feet
    Feds on my trail but they don't think i know
    I keep my hands clean 'cause I never touch dope
    Every time I see 'em look 'em in they eye
    Ask 'em how I know its me suprise!
    Put it in the air rep where ya stay
    Take a step back blow the kush in they face
    Stuntin is a habit let 'em see the karats
    I'ma make it rain n**** I ain't scared to share it

    Chorus

    Outro

    Yung Joc...
    Nitty strikes again
    This a Nitty beat
    Playmaker
    So So Def motherf******


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  • Bottle Poppin' (Featuring: Gorilla Zoe) Artist: Yung Joc Album: Hustlenomics Description Not Provided Lyrics (Chorus Gorila Zoe Chopped & Screwed)

    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    Say-say u gettin' money, we-we ain't seen nuttin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    Say-say u gettin' money, we-we ain't seen nuttin'

    (Verse 1 Yung Joc)

    I pull up to the club, jumpin' out of rovers, lookin' like a car show, dats da way we roll up
    Dope bois showi luv, all da ho's know of us
    Need extra security, dey know dey can't controll us
    I see some n***as hatin' I keep dat supersoaker
    So ii v.i.p my way standin' on da sofas
    U can watch me demostrate, da way a playa possed ta, ii don burried cha weight, u know we throw dem toasts up
    Say ya gettin' guap, well shawty we ain't heard bout it, finna set-up shop, well we ain't even worried bout it
    Word on da block, oh dey say u servin' pies
    I think ya need ta stop, i got some killas dat'll get dat work up out 'em

    I don't got luv fa u busta's, unless u my kinfolk yea u smell dat fruity fruit err'time da wind blow dapslyrics
    I throw away dat chump change, I'm all abot dat bigga dough
    Joc he a hood n**** jus like gorilla zoe

    Chorus Gorila Zoe Chopped & Screwed

    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    Say-say u gettin' money, we-we ain't seen nuttin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    Say-say u gettin' money, we-we ain't seen nuttin'

    (Verse 2 Gorilla Zoe)

    When da money start droppin' all da ho's start jockin'
    When dem ho's start jockin' bottles start poppin'
    When dem bottles start poppin' know dat we're not stoppin'
    I'mma keep bringin' bottles, den dem models start flockin'
    I'mma throw a stack, she gon' throw it back
    I pop da rubberband, she gon' pop ha back
    She know dat ii ball, she gon' grind da wall
    She gon' bust it open, fo me & my dwags
    Got boi's in da club comin' straight from the trap,
    Watch dem boi's cuff they gurls, cuz dey know we got dem stacks

    We in da middle of da flo' blowin' cush packs
    Got my workers in da bathroom, sellin pill packs
    Now da 4o don't stop cuz dey we got dat guap
    She gon' make ha booty clap && imma throw another knot
    When da money still phat, dey know dat its a wrap
    Bottle poppin' ova herr, tell da dj bring it back

    Chorus Gorila Zoe Chopped & Screwed

    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    Say-say u gettin' money, we-we ain't seen nuttin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    Say-say u gettin' money, we-we ain't seen nuttin'

    (Verse 3 Yung Joc)

    When my n**** steve died
    U know we popped dem bottles
    N****'s tried to run & hide
    We went lookin' wit dem choppa's
    Now its time to take a ride in dat all black impala
    If u n***as think I'm lyin' I put dat on my momma
    And dats y err'time, his birthday come up
    I'mma hit da town, from sun down-ta-sun up
    Buy a couple rounds, till dey all get drug up
    Like the numba 1 stunna

    Yea we in da club, my n***as on a pill or two
    Throw dat bitch a dub, tell dat ho' "I'm felling u"
    Pour ha some of dis bub, yea dats what I'm finna do
    Den ii ask a question, "shorty what'chu in to"
    Den she started blushing, tell me bring a friend or two
    A whole lotta rubba's we gon' cut ha' like a gin-su
    Flexin knots of money, dats da shit beginna's do
    She know I'm gettin' money & she wann be a winna too

    Chorus Gorila Zoe Chopped & Screwed

    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    Say-say u gettin' money, we-we ain't seen nuttin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    Say-say u gettin' money, we-we ain't seen nuttin'


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  • Come Get It Artist: Yummy Bingham Album: Come Get It - Single Description Not Provided Lyrics Boy, do you know
    What you're really askin' me for
    If you don't
    Then you need to make sure
    You really know what you want
    Cuz I got something for ya
    This'll blow ya mind
    Make you wanna go back in time
    And fell me all
    Over again
    Get ya higher than that twenty-twen-twen

    I got enough goods to feed the whole world
    I got more riches than diamonds, than pearls
    So for me to get with ya, you need to come get it
    Come get it baby

    I got that shit everybody wanna hit
    But what I got, not just anybody can get
    If you wanna feel the real, you need to come get it
    Come get it baby

    I got the truth
    Taste my pudding
    And you'll find the proof
    Its more for me, cuz I get to choose
    Who I wanna give somone that
    Umm umm to

    And it taste as good as it looks
    You can market it in burbs or in any hood
    Give you that gold like in Hollywood
    So if you want it, take it now
    Don't be wishin' ya shouldve later

    I got enough goods to feed the whole world
    I got more riches than diamonds, than pearls
    So for me to get with ya, you need to come get it
    Come get it baby

    I got that shit everybody wanna hit
    But what I got, not just anybody can get
    If you wanna feel the real, you need to come get it
    Come get it baby

    Jadakiss
    I ain't got
    No need to front
    I know what I want
    And I'm comin' to get it Yummy
    Don't even stunt
    When you hear that European horn
    Go to the front

    It's me blowin' that black thing, blowin' a blunt
    I ain't just anybody, I'm somebody
    And I don't be all over ma, just some parties
    So that train of thought that you got, get rid of it

    Cuz me hittin' it is somewhat of a privilege
    That ain't real beef I'm in, that's frivolous
    Not from D.C., but I'll show you what a Wizard is
    Talkin' like you got somethin' wet

    Action is louder than words and I ain't felt nothin' yet
    The hugging and kissin' is cool
    But honestly

    I'm about ready to take a dip in the pool
    You don't did it

    Put your money where your mouth is, and come wit it
    And I'mma come get it

    I got enough goods to feed the whole world
    I got more riches than diamonds, than pearls
    So for me to get with ya, you need to come get it
    Come get it baby

    I got that shit everybody wanna hit
    But what I got, not just anybody can get
    If you wanna feel the real, you need to come get it
    Come get it baby

    I got enough goods to feed the whole world
    I got more riches than diamonds, than pearls
    So for me to get with ya, you need to come get it
    Come get it baby

    I got that shit everybody wanna hit
    But what I got, not just anybody can get
    If you wanna feel the real, you need to come get it
    Come get it baby


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  • What Tha Biz (Featuring: Mannie Fresh) Artist: YoungBloodz Album: Ev'rybody Know Me Description Not Provided Lyrics (Verse 1)

    My black benz its on dubz
    Sittin' at the front of da club
    Me and my thugs and my b****
    We smoke purp, buyin' bottles cause we rich yeah
    I set it out, I'm on deck. I got blow, got dro, and got X
    That's me, sean p. my life; smoke weed, get g's
    I'm showin' out, spendin stacks. hood rich b**** how you love dat

    Double stacks, single stacks. one line, two line by da packs.
    VIP, I'm in the back and you ain't gotta ask a n**** where dem dollas at

    I break bread, money on da flow
    A million dolla n****, clothes new up out da stowe hoe.

    Chorus

    What's the business (What's the business)
    What it do (what it do)
    Got the white t shirt and white shoes

    Chevy 2 tone, big hairy bone. I like your girl bra me and her could get it on

    If I ain't the hood then who is young pimpin'' What's the biz
    If I ain't the hood then who is, once again young pimpin' What's the biz

    (Verse 2)

    Yeah. that's me (that's me) I'm so fresh (so fresh) brand new I got that purple no stress (no stress) cause what you see (what you see) is what you get (what you get) but f*** around and I'll show you how it hit

    See I'm comin' down (I'm comin' down) now what it do
    (what it do) yeah you see it when i fall straight through (straight through)

    Big body (big body) you ain't know (you ain't know) that's how we do it when we pull up to the do'
    So get your shine on (shine on) get your grind on (grind on) hold up mutha f***a ain't cha time holmes

    Catch me later on (later on), and maybe then so (then so) you can show me who's the man I didn't think so
    Fat chicks I got em, on deck (on deck) i love
    Bottoms up (bottoms up) it's goin down (going down) I got them b****es comin' round by the pound

    Chorus

    What's the business (What's the business)
    What it do (what it do)
    Got the white t shirt and white shoes

    Chevy 2 tone, big hairy bone. I like your girl bra me and her could get it on

    If I ain't the hood then who is young pimpin' What's the biz
    If I ain't the hood then who is, once again young pimpin' What's the biz

    (Verse 3)

    See I'm a bad mutha f***a if you ain't never seen it
    See all that poppin' see I know you don't mean it
    I'm cool as a fan, sharp as a crease and yeah i stay slizzard seven days out the week

    I cash out, i hit the lot. tell em hurry up mane, drop it like its hot fat face hundreds, n**** I don't ride hubs
    Black g ridin' good no scrubs

    Chorus

    What's the business (What's the business)
    What it do (what it do)

    Got the white t shirt and white shoes
    Chevy 2 tone, big hairy bone. i like your girl bra me and her could get it on

    If I ain't the hood then who is young pimpin' What's the biz
    If I ain't the hood then who is, once again young pimpin' What's the biz


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  • It's Goin Down Artist: Yung Joc Album: new joc city Description Not Provided Lyrics (Verse 1)

    N***az in my face
    Damn near er' day
    Asking a million questions like
    Joc where ya stay
    Tell 'em College Park
    Where they chop cars
    Eat 20 grand spend a grand at the bar
    Jest bought a zone jays on my feet
    I'm on that patron so get like me
    69 cutlass wit the bucket seats
    Beat in my trunk bought it just for the freaks
    Catch me in the hood posted at the sto
    Pistol in my lap on the phone counting dough
    If a girl choose let her do her thang
    Just like her mama nice ass, nice brain
    Er'body love me I'm so fly
    N***az throw the deuces er'time I ride by
    I know ya wonder why
    I'm so cool
    Don't ask me just do what cha do

    Chorus: repeat 2x

    Meet me in the trap its going down
    Meet me in the mall its going down
    Meet me in the club its going down
    Any where ya meet me guaranteed to go down

    (Verse 2)

    Verse numba 2 do the damn thang
    Cubes on my neck pockets full of ben frank
    When I'm in the mall hoes just pause

    I pop a few tags give me that on the wall
    Time to flip the work make the block bump
    Boys from the hood call me black Donald Trump
    Dope Boy Magic seven days a week
    Numba one record long as nitty on the beat
    Oh I thank they like me betta yet I know
    Lights camera action when I walk through the door
    N***az know my crew we certified stars
    Valet in the front 'bout 35 cars
    Bitches in the back
    Black beamer coups
    Girls like girls time to recruit
    If ya got a problem say it to my face
    We can knuckle up any time any place

    Chorus

    (Verse 3)

    Time to set it off let these nigga know
    Have ya every seen a Chevy wit the butterfly doors
    I ride real slow no need to speed
    Gotta make sure ya see the buckets on my feet
    Feds on my trail but they don't thank I know
    I keep my hands clean cuz I never touch dope
    Every time I see 'em look 'em in the eye
    Ask 'em how I know its me surprise!
    Put it in the air rep where ya stay
    Take a step back blow the kush in they face
    Stunting is a habit let 'em see the karats
    I'ma make it rain nigga I ain't scared to share it

    Chorus


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  • Down Home Blues Artist: Z.Z. Hill Album: Down Home Description Not Provided Lyrics She said "Your party's jumpin' and ev'rybody's havin' a good time

    Now you know what's goin' through my mind
    Do you mind if I get comfortable and kick of these shoes
    While you're fixin' me a drink
    Play me some o' them down home blues"

    She say "I don't get out much on the town
    And you know I done cut out a lot of that runnin' around
    All week long I've been keepin' my cool
    But tonight I'm gonna let my hair down
    And get down with these down home blues"

    Down home blues (down home blues)
    Down home blues (down home blues)
    All she wanted to hear was some down home blues
    All night long, ev'ry other record or two
    She said "Take off those fast records
    And let me hear some down home blues"

    (Instrumental Break)

    She say "You know my ol' man is gonna wanna fight
    He calls ev'ry hour I'll be gettin in tonight
    But I don't care, tonight I'm gonna do as I choose
    I'm gonna lay my head back
    And party off these down home blues"

    Down home blues (down home blues)
    All she wanted to hear was these down home blues
    All night long, ev'ry other record or two
    She said "I'm gonna lay my head back
    And party off these down home blues"

    Down home blues (down home blues)
    Down home blues (down home blues)
    All she wanted to hear was those down home blues
    All night long, ev'ry other record or two
    She said "I'm gonna lay my head back
    And party off these down home blues"

    Down home blues (down home blues)
    Down home blues (down home blues)
    All see wanted to hear was those down home blues
    All night long, ev'ry other record or two
    She said "I'm gonna lay my head back
    And party off these down home blues"

    Down home blues (down home blues)
    Down home blues (down home blues)
    All she wanted to hear was these down home blues
    All night long, ev'ry other record or two

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  • Looks Like Money Artist: Yung Ralph Album: Looks Like Money Description Not Provided Lyrics (Hook)

    Cuz I look lik money
    Smell lik money
    Talk like money even walk lik money
    Everywhere I go and everyway I b
    I don't even talk dey still no its me
    Cuz I look lik money
    Smell lik money
    Talk like money even walk lik money
    I pull up at da club
    Man um a stunna
    Fresh outfit wid mah dol's and gabbana
    Cuz I look lik money
    Smell lik money
    Talk like money even walk lik money

    (Verse)

    Man mah wet paint leave a stain in da streets
    Give me 16 bars I leave a stain on da beat
    Mah pockets swoll up dey need slim fast
    Got weight Neva been to a gym class
    But I walk around wid pounds in a gym bag
    One call I can get rid of dem real fast
    Man I came up quik in da trap
    Got a whole lotta money thanks to all dem caps
    Now look at mah ride u can tells dats money
    And I look walk talk even smell lik money
    I stay down

    Make quik flipsz
    No gas when I talk ab quik trips
    If ya talkn dollars
    Den um down wit it
    Lik low lets get get get it
    If I get a ticket its all on me
    Clevanaire jumbaroda hoes on 3

    (Hook)

    Everywhere I go and everyway I b
    I don't even talk dey still no it's me
    Cuz I look lik money
    Smell lik money
    Talk like money even walk lik money
    I pull up at da club
    Man um a stunna
    Fresh outfit wid mah dol's and gabbana
    Cuz I look lik money
    Smell lik money
    Talk like money even walk lik money

    (Verse)

    A hater shoe 2 small 4 ma feet
    Dey can't piss wat I drank dey can't **** wat I eat
    Wit no deals still known in da streets'
    Wet paint ride rims way older den me
    Dis for dem n***as dat b hatin on me
    Walkin' round holdin' nuts conversation on me
    Ab a ***** u can have dat ish
    Treat ha like skool give a early dismissal
    Big bank no 1's and a pistol
    Smoke thrax roll it up ang king size swishasz
    Check ma swag I got flavor
    Call me notebook cuz I got dat paper

    (Hook)

    Cuz I look lik money
    Smell lik money
    Talk like money even walk lik money
    Everywhere I go and everyway I b
    I don't even talk dey still no its me
    Cuz I look lik money
    Smell lik money
    Talk like money even walk lik money
    I pull up at da club
    Man um a stunna
    Fresh outfit wid mah dol's and gabbana
    Cuz I look lik money
    Smell lik money
    Talk like money even walk lik money

    Like money
    Like money
    Like money
    Cuz I look lik money
    Like money
    Like money
    Like money
    Cuz I look like money


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  • Bring It On Home To Me Artist: Z.Z. Hill Album: Z.Z. Hill Description Not Provided Lyrics If you ever change your mind
    About leaving, leaving me behind
    Bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
    Bring it on home to me, yeah

    You know I tried to treat you right
    But, you stay out, stay out every night
    Bring it to me, bring your sweet lovin
    Bring it on home to me

    I know I laughed when you left
    But now I know I only hurt myself
    Baby, bring it to me
    Bring your sweet loving
    Bring it home to me

    I'll give you jewelry and money too
    That ain't all, all I do for you
    Baby if you bring it to me
    Bring your sweet loving
    Bring it on home to me, oh honey

    You know I'll always be your slave
    'til I'm buried, buried in my grave
    Bring it to me, bring your sweet loving
    Bring it on home to me

    But I forgive you, yeah


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  • I Know You See It Artist: Yung Joc Album: New Joc City Description Not Provided Lyrics Eeny mini minie mo
    How many bitches from da club wun go

    I know u see it
    I know u see it

    I'm like eeny mini minie mo
    How many n***** in da club wanna roll
    I know u see it (i know u see it)
    I know u see it (i know u see it)

    Verse One

    Now you can call me tip drill
    Playing my song
    Throw a couple ones ,
    Then she throw away her thongs
    When she bust it open
    Take a picture with my phone
    She love my colonge
    Call it purp body zone

    Now she p**** popin
    Yeah its going down
    Slap da waitress on da booty
    Tell her get another round
    When I make it rain
    Money all over da ground
    Fresh force ones
    Sean John button down

    And then I'm like oh boi
    My click full of starz
    Big four-fifth,big d***, and big cars
    At the end of the day
    When its all said and done
    I'ma need 4 freaks
    'cause I need mo than one

    Chorus

    Eeny mini minie mo
    How many b****** from da club wun go
    I know u see it (I know u see it )
    I know u see it (I know u see it )

    I'm like bim bam
    I know u want sum
    U chewin' on da d*** like a piece of bubble gum

    I know u see it (I know u see it )
    I know u see it ( I know u see it)

    I'm like eeny mini minie mo
    How many n8**** in da club wun roll
    I know u see it ( I know u see it )
    I know u see it ( I know u see it )

    Then I'm like bim bam
    I know u want some
    U chewin on the p**** like a piece of bubble gum

    I know u see it (I know u see it )
    I know u see it (I know u see it )

    Verse 2

    My cup on full
    Fity on lean
    Jeans sag low
    And my wrist stay mean
    It's ya birhtday set
    Gurl what u gonna do
    Pop a couple bottles
    Just to pour it on u

    If u with it
    I'm with it
    Gon' let me know
    Throw the money in the air
    Watch it fall like snow
    I know. u know
    How to work a pole
    Climb to the top
    Bring it down real slow

    Oh shit look who just called
    My nigga big block
    Say we finna buy it all
    The crisp,the goose,
    Petrome lime juice
    Then the dj play this record
    Everybody get loose

    Go dum (go dum)
    Shorty what's up
    Where u from (where u from)
    Shorty throw it up
    I know (know) u see it (see it)
    I know (know) u see it (see it)

    I'm like bim bam
    I know u want sum
    She chewin on da dick like a piece of bubble gum

    I know u see it (I know u see it)
    I know u see it (I know u see it)

    I'm like eeny mini miney mo
    How many niggas in da club wun go
    I know u see it (I know u see it)
    I know u see it (I know u see it)

    Then I'm like bim bam
    I know u want some
    You chewin on da p**** like a piece of bubble gum

    I know u see it (I know u see it)
    I know u see it (I know u see it )

    Enny mini miny mo
    How many b****** from the club wun go
    I know u see it (I know u see it )
    I know u see it (I know u see it )

    I'm like enny mini miny mo
    How many n***** in da club wun go

    I know u see it ( I know u see it )
    I know u see it ( I know u see it )


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  • Coffee Shop Artist: Yung Joc Album: Hustlenomics Description Not Provided Lyrics Welcome to starblocks
    It's young dirty
    Who's this
    It's young dirty
    Oh okay what you need
    Hey I need some of them thangs, mayn
    How many of 'em
    Two of 'em, give me two
    I got you, pull on around to the window pimp
    Aight shawty
    Ay ay ay joc what up patman
    Cuh cuz out here say he need two of them thangs
    O yea he want two of 'em
    Yea, ay joc
    Whatup
    You know tha motto
    Yea
    Hustle by any means n****

    Chorus

    First I take order like the coffee shop
    Then I steam it up and cook it like the coffee shop
    And then I sevre it out the window like the coffee shop
    (yea I'm comin' in got my rims Sittin' real big)
    And it ain't no returns at the coffee shop
    Man I make that paper stack up at my coffee shop
    One hit n they'll be back to the coffee shop
    (yea I'm comin' in got my rims Sittin' real big)

    (Yung Joc)

    Okayy
    It's just another day at the coffee shop
    I grab them coffee beans, time to heat them coffee pots
    Turn them lights on, j's rush the parkin' lot
    This the neighborhoods number one stop n shop
    No regular, we only serve the best
    For the low low, cheaper than the rest
    I'm takin' orders, tell me who's next
    Only cash, no credit, no checks
    When your car stop, welcome to starblocks
    You wanna triple your knot invest in our stock
    N now we doin numbers, like the close out
    Make sure you shop wit me, before its sold out

    Chorus

    First I take order like the coffee shop
    Then I steam it up and cook it like the coffee shop
    And then I sevre it out the window like the coffee shop
    (yea I'm comin' in got my rims Sittin' real big)
    And it ain't no returns at the coffee shop
    Man I make that paper stack up at my coffee shop

    One hit n they'll be back to the coffee shop
    (yea I'm comin' in got my rims Sittin' real big)

    (Gorilla Zoe)

    Cook it in the morning, sell it durin' midday
    Whipped cream the same color as your latte
    I tell em vamonos, thas rapido, you need some mota you gon call gorilla zoe

    You can get the coca if you got tha get-it-green
    Colombian, and I ain't talkin coffee beans 12 to 12
    It's always someone on the scene
    Starblocks, we get it out by any means
    Coffee shop, trap spot, hand to hand, get my guap
    Pockets still ounce for ounce
    Decafinated off the top
    Rockstar, rollin'' rocks
    Piano keys, work the block
    Welcome to starblocks, we trap like the coffee shop let go see

    Chorus

    First I take order like the coffee shop
    Then I steam it up and cook it like the coffee shop
    And then I sevre it out the window like the coffee shop
    (yea I'm comin' in got my rims Sittin' real big)
    And it ain't no returns at the coffee shop
    Man I make that paper stack up at my coffee shop
    One hit n they'll be back to the coffee shop
    (yea I'm comin' in got my rims Sittin' real big)

    (Yung Joc)

    Ah ha okay
    Everybody on the block know my nick name
    When you drop by just ask for whip game
    And all my money get counted when the shifts change
    They get into it, I'mma let my 4/5th bang
    If you need the number 1-800-starblocks
    Coca latte damned to make ya heart stop
    And now the haters hot so they run n tell the cops
    Shut this shit down, we set up shop on another block

    Chorus

    First I take order like the coffee shop
    Then I steam it up and cook it like the coffee shop
    And then I sevre it out the window like the coffee shop
    (yea I'm comin' in got my rims Sittin' real big)
    And it ain't no returns at the coffee shop
    Man I make that paper stack up at my coffee shop
    One hit n they'll be back to the coffee shop
    (yea I'm comin' in got my rims Sittin' real big)

    Ay Kids plz don't do drugs, just bring 'em to me, and I'll get rid of 'em at the Coffee Shop
    Haha Joc you stupid


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  • Goin' Down Artist: Yung Joc Album: The Last Kiss Description Not Provided Lyrics (Lil Boi)

    This a nitty beat (boing)

    (Nitty)

    Here we go again
    Ghettoville u.s.a (uh Oh)
    You know I got by the name nitty right (uh huh)
    I gotta introduce you to another motherf***** out my squad right (who dis nigga mane)
    Dis n**** go by the name of jock (jock?)
    He resides in collegepark (collegepark cp)
    But for right now what we gotta do for y'all (what we gonna do)
    We gotta give y'all a hit (huh)

    Verse 1

    N***** in my face
    Damn near er' day
    Ask'n me a question like
    Joc where ya stay
    Tell 'em collegepark
    Where they chop cars
    Get 20 grand spend a grand at the bar
    Just bought a zone j's on my feet
    I'm on that patrone so get like me
    69' cutlass wit the bucket seats
    Beat in my trunk bought it just for the freaks
    Catch me in the hood posted at the sto
    Pistol in my lap on the phone countin' dough
    If ya girl chew let her do her thang
    Just like her mama nice head nice brain
    Er'body love me I'm so fly
    N***** throw the deuces er'time I ride by
    I know ya wonder why
    I'm so cool
    Don't ask me just do what cha do (ok)

    Chorus: repeat 2x
    Meet me in the trap its goin down
    Meet me in the mall its goin down
    Meet me in the club its goin down
    Anywhere ya meet me guaranteed your goin down

    Verse 2

    Do the damn thang
    Cubes on my neck pockets full of ben franks
    When I'm in the mall hoes just pause
    I pop a few tags give me that on the wall
    Time to flip the work make the block bump
    Boys in the hood call me black donald trump
    Dope boi magic seven days a week
    Numba one record long as nitty on the beat
    Oh I thank they like me betta yet I know
    Lights camera action when I walk through the door
    Niggaz know my crew we ceritifed stars
    Vallet in the front bout 35 cars
    Bitches in the back
    Black beamer coups
    Girls likein' girls time to recruit
    If ya got a problem say it to my face
    We can knuckle up any time any place

    Chorus

    Verse 3

    Time to set it off let these n**** know
    Have ya ever seen a chevy wit the butterfly doors?
    I ride real slow no need to speed
    Gotta make sure ya see the buckets on my feet
    Feds on my trail but they don't think i know
    I keep my hands clean 'cause I never touch dope
    Every time I see 'em look 'em in they eye
    Ask 'em how I know its me suprise!
    Put it in the air rep where ya stay
    Take a step back blow the kush in they face
    Stuntin is a habit let 'em see the karats
    I'ma make it rain n**** I ain't scared to share it

    Chorus

    Outro

    Yung Joc...
    Nitty strikes again
    This a Nitty beat
    Playmaker
    So So Def motherf******


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  • Bottle Poppin' (Featuring: Gorilla Zoe) Artist: Yung Joc Album: Hustlenomics Description Not Provided Lyrics (Chorus Gorila Zoe Chopped & Screwed)

    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    Say-say u gettin' money, we-we ain't seen nuttin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    Say-say u gettin' money, we-we ain't seen nuttin'

    (Verse 1 Yung Joc)

    I pull up to the club, jumpin' out of rovers, lookin' like a car show, dats da way we roll up
    Dope bois showi luv, all da ho's know of us
    Need extra security, dey know dey can't controll us
    I see some n***as hatin' I keep dat supersoaker
    So ii v.i.p my way standin' on da sofas
    U can watch me demostrate, da way a playa possed ta, ii don burried cha weight, u know we throw dem toasts up
    Say ya gettin' guap, well shawty we ain't heard bout it, finna set-up shop, well we ain't even worried bout it
    Word on da block, oh dey say u servin' pies
    I think ya need ta stop, i got some killas dat'll get dat work up out 'em

    I don't got luv fa u busta's, unless u my kinfolk yea u smell dat fruity fruit err'time da wind blow dapslyrics
    I throw away dat chump change, I'm all abot dat bigga dough
    Joc he a hood n**** jus like gorilla zoe

    Chorus Gorila Zoe Chopped & Screwed

    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    Say-say u gettin' money, we-we ain't seen nuttin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    Say-say u gettin' money, we-we ain't seen nuttin'

    (Verse 2 Gorilla Zoe)

    When da money start droppin' all da ho's start jockin'
    When dem ho's start jockin' bottles start poppin'
    When dem bottles start poppin' know dat we're not stoppin'
    I'mma keep bringin' bottles, den dem models start flockin'
    I'mma throw a stack, she gon' throw it back
    I pop da rubberband, she gon' pop ha back
    She know dat ii ball, she gon' grind da wall
    She gon' bust it open, fo me & my dwags
    Got boi's in da club comin' straight from the trap,
    Watch dem boi's cuff they gurls, cuz dey know we got dem stacks

    We in da middle of da flo' blowin' cush packs
    Got my workers in da bathroom, sellin pill packs
    Now da 4o don't stop cuz dey we got dat guap
    She gon' make ha booty clap && imma throw another knot
    When da money still phat, dey know dat its a wrap
    Bottle poppin' ova herr, tell da dj bring it back

    Chorus Gorila Zoe Chopped & Screwed

    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    Say-say u gettin' money, we-we ain't seen nuttin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    Say-say u gettin' money, we-we ain't seen nuttin'

    (Verse 3 Yung Joc)

    When my n**** steve died
    U know we popped dem bottles
    N****'s tried to run & hide
    We went lookin' wit dem choppa's
    Now its time to take a ride in dat all black impala
    If u n***as think I'm lyin' I put dat on my momma
    And dats y err'time, his birthday come up
    I'mma hit da town, from sun down-ta-sun up
    Buy a couple rounds, till dey all get drug up
    Like the numba 1 stunna

    Yea we in da club, my n***as on a pill or two
    Throw dat bitch a dub, tell dat ho' "I'm felling u"
    Pour ha some of dis bub, yea dats what I'm finna do
    Den ii ask a question, "shorty what'chu in to"
    Den she started blushing, tell me bring a friend or two
    A whole lotta rubba's we gon' cut ha' like a gin-su
    Flexin knots of money, dats da shit beginna's do
    She know I'm gettin' money & she wann be a winna too

    Chorus Gorila Zoe Chopped & Screwed

    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin' (aye)
    Say-say u gettin' money, we-we ain't seen nuttin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    We bottle poppin' we-we bottle poppin'
    Say-say u gettin' money, we-we ain't seen nuttin'


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  • Come Get It Artist: Yummy Bingham Album: Come Get It - Single Description Not Provided Lyrics Boy, do you know
    What you're really askin' me for
    If you don't
    Then you need to make sure
    You really know what you want
    Cuz I got something for ya
    This'll blow ya mind
    Make you wanna go back in time
    And fell me all
    Over again
    Get ya higher than that twenty-twen-twen

    I got enough goods to feed the whole world
    I got more riches than diamonds, than pearls
    So for me to get with ya, you need to come get it
    Come get it baby

    I got that shit everybody wanna hit
    But what I got, not just anybody can get
    If you wanna feel the real, you need to come get it
    Come get it baby

    I got the truth
    Taste my pudding
    And you'll find the proof
    Its more for me, cuz I get to choose
    Who I wanna give somone that
    Umm umm to

    And it taste as good as it looks
    You can market it in burbs or in any hood
    Give you that gold like in Hollywood
    So if you want it, take it now
    Don't be wishin' ya shouldve later

    I got enough goods to feed the whole world
    I got more riches than diamonds, than pearls
    So for me to get with ya, you need to come get it
    Come get it baby

    I got that shit everybody wanna hit
    But what I got, not just anybody can get
    If you wanna feel the real, you need to come get it
    Come get it baby

    Jadakiss
    I ain't got
    No need to front
    I know what I want
    And I'm comin' to get it Yummy
    Don't even stunt
    When you hear that European horn
    Go to the front

    It's me blowin' that black thing, blowin' a blunt
    I ain't just anybody, I'm somebody
    And I don't be all over ma, just some parties
    So that train of thought that you got, get rid of it

    Cuz me hittin' it is somewhat of a privilege
    That ain't real beef I'm in, that's frivolous
    Not from D.C., but I'll show you what a Wizard is
    Talkin' like you got somethin' wet

    Action is louder than words and I ain't felt nothin' yet
    The hugging and kissin' is cool
    But honestly

    I'm about ready to take a dip in the pool
    You don't did it

    Put your money where your mouth is, and come wit it
    And I'mma come get it

    I got enough goods to feed the whole world
    I got more riches than diamonds, than pearls
    So for me to get with ya, you need to come get it
    Come get it baby

    I got that shit everybody wanna hit
    But what I got, not just anybody can get
    If you wanna feel the real, you need to come get it
    Come get it baby

    I got enough goods to feed the whole world
    I got more riches than diamonds, than pearls
    So for me to get with ya, you need to come get it
    Come get it baby

    I got that shit everybody wanna hit
    But what I got, not just anybody can get
    If you wanna feel the real, you need to come get it
    Come get it baby


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  • What Tha Biz (Featuring: Mannie Fresh) Artist: YoungBloodz Album: Ev'rybody Know Me Description Not Provided Lyrics (Verse 1)

    My black benz its on dubz
    Sittin' at the front of da club
    Me and my thugs and my b****
    We smoke purp, buyin' bottles cause we rich yeah
    I set it out, I'm on deck. I got blow, got dro, and got X
    That's me, sean p. my life; smoke weed, get g's
    I'm showin' out, spendin stacks. hood rich b**** how you love dat

    Double stacks, single stacks. one line, two line by da packs.
    VIP, I'm in the back and you ain't gotta ask a n**** where dem dollas at

    I break bread, money on da flow
    A million dolla n****, clothes new up out da stowe hoe.

    Chorus

    What's the business (What's the business)
    What it do (what it do)
    Got the white t shirt and white shoes

    Chevy 2 tone, big hairy bone. I like your girl bra me and her could get it on

    If I ain't the hood then who is young pimpin'' What's the biz
    If I ain't the hood then who is, once again young pimpin' What's the biz

    (Verse 2)

    Yeah. that's me (that's me) I'm so fresh (so fresh) brand new I got that purple no stress (no stress) cause what you see (what you see) is what you get (what you get) but f*** around and I'll show you how it hit

    See I'm comin' down (I'm comin' down) now what it do
    (what it do) yeah you see it when i fall straight through (straight through)

    Big body (big body) you ain't know (you ain't know) that's how we do it when we pull up to the do'
    So get your shine on (shine on) get your grind on (grind on) hold up mutha f***a ain't cha time holmes

    Catch me later on (later on), and maybe then so (then so) you can show me who's the man I didn't think so
    Fat chicks I got em, on deck (on deck) i love
    Bottoms up (bottoms up) it's goin down (going down) I got them b****es comin' round by the pound

    Chorus

    What's the business (What's the business)
    What it do (what it do)
    Got the white t shirt and white shoes

    Chevy 2 tone, big hairy bone. I like your girl bra me and her could get it on

    If I ain't the hood then who is young pimpin' What's the biz
    If I ain't the hood then who is, once again young pimpin' What's the biz

    (Verse 3)

    See I'm a bad mutha f***a if you ain't never seen it
    See all that poppin' see I know you don't mean it
    I'm cool as a fan, sharp as a crease and yeah i stay slizzard seven days out the week

    I cash out, i hit the lot. tell em hurry up mane, drop it like its hot fat face hundreds, n**** I don't ride hubs
    Black g ridin' good no scrubs

    Chorus

    What's the business (What's the business)
    What it do (what it do)

    Got the white t shirt and white shoes
    Chevy 2 tone, big hairy bone. i like your girl bra me and her could get it on

    If I ain't the hood then who is young pimpin' What's the biz
    If I ain't the hood then who is, once again young pimpin' What's the biz


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