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  • Sexy Lady Artist: Yung Berg Album: Almost Famous (The Sexy Lady EP) [Explicit] Description Not Provided Lyrics Uh yea I swear this album is crazy
    Do our dance wit us

    Get cha lean on shawty bring it back
    Go get cha lean on shawty bring it back
    Ah get cha lean on shawty bring it back
    Get cha lean on shawty bring it back
    Come on

    Hey sexy lady,
    It was nice to know you
    But I got to move oooooon oon
    Hey sexy lady
    It was nice to know you
    But I got to move oooooon oon
    Hey sexy lady

    Oh, and damn right baby girls a diva
    But everytime she out wit me she be goin reefa
    In the coupe looking better than a mona lisa
    Tunnin' into my songs thinkin' bout features
    She know her lil n**** spit ethor

    And them grown dudes really don't know how to treat her
    So she rock wit me and I roll wit her
    Cuz I'm a d boy and she's a go getta
    This new girl that I'm poofin' on
    Gotta young boy thinkin' bout movin on
    She got her louis vuitton bag and the shoes on
    Wanna take her to the
    See a n**** need more than one
    I bought the rows outside like rep and ron

    And rolled up the blunt yea full of bubble gum
    Yung berg is here yea we got another one

    Hey sexy lady,
    It was nice to know you
    But I got to move oooooon oon
    Hey sexy lady
    It was nice to know you
    But I got to move oooooon oon
    Hey sexy lady

    Yea and damn right baby girl da shit
    She love it when I throw it deep like Micheal Vick
    I love it cuz she know the youngins don't bite o lick
    She know the kid hit the lab tho n write a hit
    Uh and ain't no denyin' it nope
    She want it she can have it why cuz I'm buyin' it
    Da boss boy gotta ride with tha flyest b****
    And she da truth if I'm lyin' then I'm dyin' man
    This other chick tht I'm gabbin' here
    She a good look thts why we always dinin' in
    Chea in L.A. we at katana o in chi town we straight to benihanas

    And how she doin man she did it proper damn
    Three hours and we both kept on our prada's
    I had my lofers she was in dem heels
    Berg in yb's heels

    Hey sexy lady
    It was nice to know you
    But I got to move oooooon oon
    Hey sexy lady
    It was nice to know you
    But I got to move oooooon oon
    Hey sexy lady

    Get cha lean on shawty bring it back
    Go get cha lean on shawty bring it back
    Ah get cha lean on shawty bring it back
    Get cha lean on shawty bring it back
    Come on


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  • The Business (Featuring: Casha) Artist: Yung Berg Album: Look What You Made Me Description Not Provided Lyrics If you know exactly what I wanna do
    Then I'm a give the business to you
    Yeah yeah yeah yeah ah ya dig
    It's me baby and the girl C all right

    (Yung Berg)

    See I ain't neva met a girl
    That's getting down like you
    (Never met a girl like you baby)
    And I ain't neva met a girl
    That put it down like you
    (You know you make it do what it do baby)

    (Ay ay ay ay ay)
    Say thug in yo life
    That's what you need shawty
    Anything you want
    It's guarenteed for my
    Boo boo boo boo boo
    And I ain't tryina go hard
    On what I need shawty
    I'm tryina tell you exactly what I need from
    You you you you you
    Cause you know I wanna

    Chorus

    A Freak in morning
    A Freak in the evening
    Just call me up and I'll be there when you need me
    When ever you want me you can come and see me
    Cause you know just what to do
    You give me the business
    Give me the business
    Give me the business
    You give me the business
    Shawty give me the business
    If you know exactly what I wanna do
    Then I'm a give the business to you
    Oh, oh ohohoh, oh oh ohohoh
    Then I'm a give the business to you
    Oh, oh ohohoh, oh oh ohohoh
    Then I'm a give the business to you
    (Can I give you the business shawty)
    Oh, oh ohohoh, oh oh ohohoh
    (Can I give you the business shawty)
    (From the show to the afterparty)
    Baby I'm a give the business to you

    (Yung Berg)

    Yeah Aye
    That business baby
    Cause I really wanna drive you crazy
    Wanna kiss wanna rub wanna lick wanna touch
    Wanna put it inside you baby
    Wanna climb on top of you
    And give it to you for an hour or two
    Until you come I wanna hit it from the back
    Oo so stroke for a min or two because it's so tight
    Booty hung right
    Got her tongue tight
    From the Midnight
    Until the sunlight
    We can have a little Sex in the City baby
    You can be Carrie
    I'm a be Mr. Biggs right
    Cause you so fine
    And ya just right
    But you look much better with me
    So let me manage ya girl and never tell ya girl
    That it's nice to know ya
    Cause you know I wanna

    Chorus

    A Freak in morning
    A Freak in the evening
    Just call me up and I'll be there when you need me
    When ever you want me you can come and see me
    Cause you know just what to do
    You give me the business
    Give me the business
    Give me the business
    You give me the business
    Shawty give me the business
    If you know exactly what I wanna do
    Then I'm a give the business to you
    Oh, oh ohohoh, oh oh ohohoh
    Then I'm a give the business to you
    Yeah

    (Can I give you the business shawty)
    Oh, oh ohohoh
    (Can I give you the business shawty)
    Oh oh ohohoh
    (From the show to the afterparty)
    Baby I'm a give the business to you

    (Spoken Yung Berg)

    Yeah
    Let's talk about that business baby
    It's more than just an eight letter word
    It describes me and you and what we do
    Hold on this shits so good
    I gotta sing to her

    See you been playing all night(oh oh ohohoh)
    And now it time to handle business baby(business baby)

    Yeah
    Keep going hard on yo job when you doi it ma you drive me crazy(driving me crazy)

    When you give me the business
    Give me give me give me give me give me the business
    Give me the business
    Shawty give me the business
    If you know exactly what I wanna do
    Then I'm a give the business to you
    Oh, oh ohohoh, oh oh ohohoh
    Then I'm a give the business to you
    Yeah

    (Can I give you the business shawty)
    Oh oh ohohoh
    (Can I give you the business shawty)
    Oh oh ohohoh
    (From the show to the afterparty)
    Baby I'm a give the business to you


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  • 1st Time (Featuring: Trey Songz & Marques Houston) Artist: Yung Joc Album: From Nothin' to Somethin' Description Not Provided Lyrics CHORUS X2

    It ain't nothing like the first time
    I'm tryna tell you I can blow your mind
    Baby if I touch you here and kiss you there
    Gonna fall in love shorty, best beware

    VERSE ONE

    This ain't no love song
    More like a cut song
    You say your day was long, well tell daddy what's wrong
    I'mma tell you one time -- just relax and unwind
    Whisper sweet nothings now you blushing, chills down your spine
    Oh yea you hot and tempted
    Oh no not pretty ricky
    But when you grind on me
    I'mma leave you hot and drippin
    Slip in those satin sheets
    Now go and roll over
    Oh yea it's up and down motions like a rollercoaster
    I see she up on top
    You all on my jock
    Imma do it nonstop, until your cherry pop
    Imma keep going and going, the energizer bunny
    Mr. Long John all in your tummy

    CHORUS X2

    It ain't nothing like the first time
    I'm tryna tell you I can blow your mind
    Baby if I touch you here and kiss you there
    Gonna fall in love shorty, best beware

    VERSE TWO

    Won't you let me introduce ya to thug karmasutra
    This ain't no lovey dovey (nah) but watch how i seduce ya
    Girl I'm the man, I- I- I'm the man
    I push the right buttons and the sex on demand
    Oh yea I like it slow
    Baby be easy
    Ooo, watch ya teeth
    Baby be easy
    Tell me your vicky secrets, tell me all the dirt
    You smell like peaches, must bath & body works
    Love the way your body work, I'mma make your body rock
    Once you climax, you feel the aftershock
    (I know I got you hooked on this lovin'
    Don't get it twisted, we just cutin' baby)

    CHORUS X2

    It ain't nothing like the first time
    I'm tryna tell you I can blow your mind
    Baby if I touch you here and kiss you there
    Gonna fall in love shorty, best beware

    VERSE THREE

    Yea I know I know, I still ain't went soft
    But I gotta go, let's hit the shower baby, it's time to rinse off
    I'll wash yours, you wash mine, I adore it the first time
    I blew yours, you blew mines, sometimes I'll drop you a line
    But look don't tell nobody, just keep it on the low
    Not your best friend, not your cousin, nobodys gotta know
    I know it sounds crazy, but thats just how it is
    Yung J-O-C, long live, long live

    CHORUS X2

    It ain't nothing like the first time
    I'm tryna tell you I can blow your mind
    Baby if I touch you here and kiss you there
    Gonna fall in love shorty, best beware


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  • Freaky (Featuring: Guerilla Black) Artist: Young Rome Album: The Leak Description Not Provided Lyrics (1st Verse)

    Girl drop
    Get low like ya just heard the groove pop
    P pop, butterfly, booty bounce, peculator, pony ride, old school flip, do the mash potatoes
    I don't care just look freaky
    Yo man in the club who's so sneaky
    Yo voice like so squeaky
    You Shaniqwa, Shardinae
    All y'all got stripper names baby we could play
    But I got a clothin' line
    We specialize in lingerie
    Walkin' like you on a runway scrounge
    For this performance I took my braids out
    Man I'm killin' this track until it fades out
    Shake da bottle den release the cork
    And let it spray out, spray dese broads down
    Wet t-shirt contest

    500 dollas to the momi wit the firmest breast
    Yess

    Chorus

    Hachu I think I'm catchin'' the flu
    Cuz you sick
    Chicks get wet as soon as I spit
    Freaky freaky freaky freaky freaky
    Freaky freaky freaky freaky
    Hachu I think I'm catchin' the flu
    Cuz you sick

    Chicks go crazy when dey see my whip
    Freaky freaky freaky freaky freaky
    Freaky freaky freaky freaky

    Repeat chorus

    (2nd verse)

    If you too damn drunk den dis track will annoy you
    Stop hatin on a true baller who'll employ you
    All dese ladies wanna take me home
    Guaranteed I ain't leavin' dis club alone
    All dis ass in here think I ain't getting some
    Sippin' on coke and rum getting numb
    Momma shake it like a salt shaka
    You and yo Ying Yang Twins
    I'm thug girl I ain't tuckin' my chain in
    Why you wearin a fur mothaf**ka it's rainin'
    You look like a fool for girls what chu gamin'
    You should think about goin home and changing
    Cadillac escalade what I get brains in
    Rollin' my eyes to the back of my head like I'm trippin' on heron

    Got my head on sped on
    She got a chest like vivica
    Booty like that chick on outkast video
    Here come the hook here we go

    Repeat chorus 2x

    (Guerilla Blacks Verse)

    Got 300 dems got a few broads just be runnin nems
    Smellin' like

    Not waitin' in line just get pushed in yea we pushed in
    Young Rome and Black got em gone offa Con and Yack
    Pull up on got the crack oh
    Phat farm laced to the A-1
    You kno a betta pimp
    Naw it ain't one
    You and you get back stage
    You and you get the gas faze
    You and you way passed age
    You right there you be nasty
    Wanna creep wit me

    Wanna freak wit me so frequently
    You kno how G's be
    The young guerilla wit the icy scrilla
    Ma don't you kno I'm the illest

    Chorus

    (Omari)

    Damn she got a fat ass too
    Uh

    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go


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  • Chop Chop Artist: YoungBloodz Album: Ev'rybody Know Me Description Not Provided Lyrics Chop chop (chop chop)
    Yeah I'm back on da block (on da block)
    Chill like that shyt dem n***as cook up and rock
    (cook up and rock)

    0, 6 yeah I'm fit to just drop (just drop)
    Had to have it went and got it off the lot (of the lot)
    It's essential presidential like my green (like my green)
    Premit the scene and cold dean naw lean (naw lean)
    Stay clean mug alwayz mean (mug mean)
    Still ride with the red bean team (bean team)
    Still post it up still same spot (same spot)
    Shit workin' out the block five hot (five hot)
    Money get maid n***as gettin' paid (get paid)
    N***as keep em workin' chevy's gettin' sprayed

    Chorus repeat 2x

    Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the block
    We got it ready for you staight out the pot
    Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the bock
    Eh we got it ready, yeah we got it ready

    Now inspite of what ya heard I'm the god damn truth
    I'ma down south head busta monsta in this crew
    I'ma hard core bad ass
    A soldier from the backstreet

    And tell a motha f**ker who, who ever try to cross me
    Some call me J-bone, some call me Har-bone
    And yes see I'ma youngblood
    And dese bitches they won't leave me lone
    Right or wrong

    You should know the difference not to never speak
    Run and tell yo mama and yo daddy how your shit is weak
    50 deap yeah n****

    This ain't what you want in life or what you need
    Cuz see our pressure will bust a pipe cuz like tonight
    Ain't no dought we blowin' on that thing
    That purple cush that presidential shit is what I mean

    Chorus repeat 2x

    Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the block
    We got it ready for you staight out the pot
    Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the bock
    Eh we got it ready, yeah we got it ready

    Lets get to it (lets get to it)
    Gatta get dis money man (get dis money man)
    No one stop us countin' hundreds man
    (countin' hundreds man)

    Game was gravy shorty I can count a hundred thangs
    Snatchin' engines every week and got me ridin' lovely man (ridin' lovely man)

    24's, engine from another frame (notha frame)
    26, but shawty knee deep in the game (in the game)
    Get me 26, I snatch a n**** chain

    26 years of pain, you'll do the same thing (same thing)
    But I'm gettin' older me and god ain't got closer
    Still keep a toaster f*** around and i'll roast ya
    Talk big shit, n**** swang big thangs (big thangs)
    When that trunk pop that thang go chop man

    Chorus repeat 2x

    Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the block
    We got it ready for you staight out the pot
    Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the bock
    Eh we got it ready, yeah we got it ready

    See what done happened it we back up on your block again
    Dem damn fools out da attick stackin dividens
    Atlanta Georgia out to get ya so don't be afraid
    Just be aware and watch yo ass when you from the play
    Maniacs off the wall real n***as never fall
    Pimpin' by the day and through the week I'm gone keep it raw i put it down

    Let em know there's plenty wayz of makin dough
    Cuz all I buy I smoke and I got plenty more
    Through the door stanpeden like a pack of hungry wolves
    And still keep it poppin' hopein' wishin' notha n**** would
    Back woods dirty south, don't make me bust you in the mouth don't make me act a fool and clear this whole damn place out

    Chorus repeat 4x

    Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the block
    We got it ready for you staight out the pot
    Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the bock
    Eh we got it ready, yeah we got it ready


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  • Damn (Featuring: Lil' Jon, Sean Paul) Artist: YoungBloodz Album: Rule 3:36 Description Not Provided Lyrics (Intro)

    OK, OK, OK
    This Sean Paul, Lil John, J-Bo, Youngbloodz
    You already know how we do it homeboy
    It's A-Town (105 Road for dem hoes)
    It's A-Town (east side for dem hoes), Attic Crew you already know

    Lil John, Eastside Boyz and yo boy Sean Paul let me tell ya like dis here boy

    (Sean Paul)

    They callin' me to come back to the streets, Sean P. a/k/a Sharp Crease

    Said it was necessary, these sucka n***az out here very scary

    They come from the hole they livin' in the month of February
    OK then put a sissy nigga on display then
    Kick in ya door and have my folk dem bring dem K's in
    I'm still Attic A-double T-I-C

    It ain't a hoe out there fo real who don't know 'bout me
    B**** I'm fo sho wit it don't make me pop that trunk to the 'Lac

    B**** I will go get it and I ain't selfish I will let you and your hoe feel it

    Won't catch me sippin' on no Cris and got a cold billy
    It's Youngbloodz A-Town malt liquor sippin', comin' straight from the gutter

    Toe-tag a motherf***er, leave 'em under a cover
    Lil John he drop the beat that make ya bounce like rubber
    Sean Paul he tote the heat to make ya mug then slug ya yeah

    (Hook: Lil' Jon)

    If you don't give a damn, we don't give a f***
    If you don't give a damn, we don't give a f***
    If you don't give a damn, we don't give a f***
    If you don't give a damn, we don't give a f***
    Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
    Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
    Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
    Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit

    (J-Bo)

    I post up get to it, drink hand in hand
    They call me Mr. Herringbone cuz that's my right hand man
    Old school straight foolish like no other indeed
    With Lil John it's Youngbloodz they crunk as can be
    Attic Crew 105 that's if you lookin to rumble
    Cock back bust aim now I done got yo number
    In the club you gone feel it when it drop this summer
    Like rain we gone pour and hit you hard like thunder
    Cuz in the dirty we dem boys that drank you under the table
    Where dem n***az pimp hoes in fly suits and gators
    In my Chevy so super I'm the one to call
    Just dial 1-800-430 slash alcohol

    And dawg I'm not the one that you really just wanna clown
    I'm cool in my way, but shit still I shut 'em down
    And piss on them haters J-Bo he cuts a fool
    In the cut 'bout slizzard somewhere that's how we do

    (Hook)

    (Sean Paul)

    Out of town hard heads get swiss cheesed up
    And you gon' need more than stitches to patch that leak up
    Chump like me up my mouth TB'd up
    With the plush leather guts steady grippin' the butt
    Oh you fo sho with it, then pull yo pistol
    Show a n**** you ain't hoe with it
    And I ain't selfish I will let you and your folk feel it
    Talkin' big boy shit

    Me muggin' like a motherf***er my hand on my d***

    (J-Bo)

    Cuz at a grip we keep it jumpin' like it ain't nuttin' new
    We started off with Shake Em Off so look potna oh guess who
    It's them boys from the bottom who took you down 85
    And hit you with that U-Way so don't be surprised
    We buckin' blowin' chillin' and sippin' on something good
    I'm peepin' out the scenery and wishin' a nigga would
    In case it just might pop I'm 'bout ready to lock and load
    To take you thru the South to show you how we throw dem bows

    (HOOK)


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  • Presidential (Featuring: Akon, Sean Paul) Artist: YoungBloodz Album: Ev'rybody Know Me Description Not Provided Lyrics (Akon)

    Convict, convict, convict

    (Youngbloodz)

    Young-Young-Young-Youngbloodz
    Young-Young-Young-Youngbloodz
    That-Th-that-That-Th-that
    That-Th-that-That-Th-that
    Crunk-Crunk-Crunk-Crunk

    (Sean Paul (Akon))

    I tote that thing, nah mean
    Hat lean, clothes smell like green
    And some white tees and white rees
    About bread real G's get cheese
    Back to the streets, back with (Akon)
    Back for the A, reppin' for the slums
    Put ya hood up show a N**** where ya from
    And if they hate that then get the job done

    (Hook - Akon)

    Hey, I'm sure you know my steez
    Rollin' presidential through ya hood like G's
    Gotcha higher than Chris Tucker
    Sittin' in my Cutlass system beatin' like a motherfucker, hey

    (Sean Paul (Akon))

    But we smoke, that kush (Uh huh)
    (Oh, oh, oh uh huh) Presidential shit, George Bush
    (Yeah) How we do it (Uh huh)
    (Oh, oh, oh uh huh) Get crunk, big big, big, big (Hey)

    (J-Bo)

    Sixteen, I'ma give it to ya raw
    Take it to ya ass, slap ya clean cross the jaw
    Now where they at where they, you want some
    See I don't think y'all really want none
    See I'm back with a whole new clip

    With a badass chick, on some brand new shit
    Now put 'em up, put 'em up to the sky
    Get buck, get drunk, get high
    Shake 'em off, ya know what to do

    Take it to the floor, call out ya whole crew
    Like what, knuck if ya buck
    See we still don't give a damn and I never gave a fuck
    See I'm big timin' wrists stay blindin'
    With four or five freaks, and my pinky ring shinin'

    I stay grindin' and true to the streets
    If you ever need to find me then you know where we can meet

    (Hook)

    (Sean Paul)

    I build big bank and drank drank
    That's why I got a purple Sprite, and y'all ain't
    I ride big rims, sittin' this tall
    So when ya step down, baby girl don't fall

    Y'all n***az know the name, they call me Sean Paul
    And I ain't got no flaws, except breakin' the laws
    N***az call me dope, cause I'm hard and I'm raw
    Can call me that fiend, one hit'll make ya cough

    It's always beside me, watch got diamonds
    I ain't part timin', I'm full time grindin'
    The n**** wasn't shinin' live n**** blindin'
    I'm with n***az with the dimes in the whips I be ridin'

    And I don't pull 'em out, until the trunk beat
    And ya can see ya movie sittin' in the back seat
    They wild on the east, they live in these streets
    So I'ma keep my piece sittin' on the front seat

    (Hook)


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  • Jiggle It Artist: Young Leek Album: Jiggle It - Single Description Not Provided Lyrics Jiggle It, Jiggle It, Jiggle It, Jiggle It, Jiggle It, Jiggle It
    Jiggle It, Jiggle It, Jiggle It, Jiggle It, Jiggle It
    Jiggle It, Jiggle It, Jiggle It, Jiggle It

    (Young Leek Black Star Next Level)

    Lets Go
    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it YEA Shakin' and Jiggle it Shorty

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it Young Leek Shakin' and Jiggle it Shorty

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it YEA Shakin' and Jiggle it Shorty

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it YEA Young Leek Shakin' and Jiggle it Shorty

    Yo I pull up to the club with spinning rims
    I got ice bigger then a mercades benz
    You kno I'ma ladies man
    I even got all the girls going crazy man
    I'm north side boy, the girls like the way I talk
    Even some girls like the way I walk
    Come and fly the seven I'm fresh a deaf
    When I come already you better catch your breathe
    I'm like hey shorti drop that thing, I just want to see you fricken pop that thing

    Young Leek back with a track to blow ur mind
    Who you kno that I have seven girls at the same time,
    Using the same lines, saving the same dimes
    If you don't like the dance I'll be like nevermind

    Just get on the floor and do it, all you gotta do is put your back into it

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it YEA Shakin' and Jiggle it Shorty

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    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it YEA Young Leek Shakin' and Jiggle it Shorty

    Jiggle it and do your thing in the club
    This is young leek and you kno ruling in the club
    I'm a young dude but you kno I'm street smart
    I had this girl, she was sweet just like a sweettart
    If you see me in the club you kno I'm not a retard
    I'm young, fly and flashy, and thats what you thought
    Girl you can dance let me see something you can roll with the team, if you want to be something just pop it and shake it on the dance floor like millan you can dip if you get low
    Ooo show me what your working with you look so fine you get a disco jiggle it

    My teeth glissing they shin when I whipsering I smile for a second and the crowd start shivering me by the so back up Jiggle it Jiggle it

    I want to see you act up Jiggle it

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it
    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it
    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it
    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it

    Yo this club is off the hook
    Looking at Leek like i'm off the books
    Come on Shorti shake that thing
    Show me how you work that friend

    Body like a diva shape like a bottle up in the club looking like a model

    Looking like america's next shinning like the diamonds in my rollex

    (Young Leek Black Star Next Level)

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it,

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it,

    Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it,

    Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it,

    Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it,

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it,

    Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it,

    Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it Shakin' and Jiggle it,

    Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it,
    Jiggle it, Jiggle it, Jiggle it, Jiggle it, Jiggle it, Jiggle it, Jiggle it


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  • For Your Love (Featuring: Marques Houston) Artist: Young Rome Album: Round 1 Description Not Provided Lyrics Chorus: MH

    Here I am all alone
    Tossin,turnin
    Longin for some of your
    Tender love
    I waited for the right
    Moment to come
    So I can thank you for
    All the tender love you've given to me

    Verse 1: Young Rome

    I have no intentions of leaving
    This lovin' that your receiving
    The reason is simply cuz your breathing
    I love the way that you talk and
    The way that you walk
    You make traffic stop
    Oh baby your body cause accidents
    Been diggin' you for a minute
    So I've been at you since day one
    Now we on stage one
    So what we share has just begun
    We shine like the sun
    Now you don't love me cuz I'm a star
    My jewels and my cars or the fans applause
    That'll never change who we are
    You a hood goddess
    A little thuggish but modest
    I'm dedicated baby your mine
    Yes I'm wit'cha I promise
    So all my homies light your lighters
    If you gotta true ridah beside ya
    I can't kick cuz I'm hooked to this drug
    Whoever said thugs don't need love
    What what

    Chorus: MH

    Here I am all alone
    Tossin,turnin
    Longin for some of your
    Tender love
    I waited for the right
    Moment to come
    So I can thank you for
    All the tender love you've given to me

    Verse 2: Young Rome

    We go back like sunflower seeds and flavored ices
    Doorknockers its official my lovin' is priceless
    You love rap but you always say I'm the nicest
    And you sexy when you get mad
    You wild out but I like it
    You even threw my tims out in the street
    We broke up and was back together within a week
    Damn you sweet and you go to sleep in my boxers
    I love to hear ya moan when I'm takin 'em off ya
    Breakin you off proper call me the love doctor
    Ride it cuz you love it mami I won't stop ya
    Baby ya gotta give me ya all
    And I ball give you anything you want, its the law
    Rule number one respect and cherish you
    Rule number two girl I'll always take care of you
    Rule number three just take my lady at all times
    I get down for my girl you stay on my mind yes

    Chorus: MH

    Here I am all alone
    Tossin,turnin
    Longin for some of your
    Tender love
    I waited for the right
    Moment to come
    So I can thank you for
    All the tender love you've given to me

    Verse 3: Young Rome

    I wanna make you feel good all over like you Stephanie Mills
    You gotta man to hold u down
    That will carry your bills
    And your smile alone gives me chills I feel my skin vibrate
    You can't front on a love this real
    I was alone and at the top until I met ya
    The game had me under pressure it can stress ya
    When it comes to you cuz money ain't an issue
    When I miss or I kiss I can feel it thru my

    Tender Love, Love so tender
    Holding u close to me
    Baby I surrender

    Chorus: MH

    Here I am all alone
    Tossin,turnin
    Longin for some of your
    Tender love
    I waited for the right
    Moment to come
    So I can thank you for
    All the tender love you've given to me


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  • Vacation Artist: Young Jeezy Album: Vacation Description Not Provided Lyrics I go to
    Like that don't cha
    Yeah yeah yeah (hahaha)
    Yeah n****
    Turn me up a lil bit

    Said I'm stressed outso tired
    My daysso long
    Said I'm stressed outso tired
    Gottamove on

    Chorus

    I needa vacation

    I'm goin' to Decatur
    Where its greater
    See if I could stack me up some paper
    I needa vacation
    I'm going to da bluff
    Where its rough
    See if I could cook me up enough
    I needa vacation
    I'm goin to College Park
    Where its dark
    See if I could cook me up somethin' hard
    I needa vacation
    I'm going to the fo'
    Where it go
    An er'body know I make it snow
    I needa vacation

    See me standin' here
    Like a chandelier
    Gangsta of da year
    Sippin' belvidere
    I'm smokin' inglewood
    I'm feelin' hella good
    A n**** wish he could
    I wish a n**** would
    I'm smokin' on dat good
    I'm grippin' on da grain
    Louie 13
    Mixed wit hurricane
    Like a crippled mane
    You could catch me wit dat cane
    Gonna be a bloody murda
    If I catch you with my chain
    See these hatin' ass n*****
    Gettin' on my nerves
    I'm so up on da job
    I'm at a loss fa words
    I put it on da hood
    Gettin' money til I'm dead
    Only thang I'm fearin' is da muh'f**kin' feds

    Chorus

    Yeah I'm outta hur
    Send ya a post card
    N if ya outta dat
    Send ya some mo' hard
    I need some piecea mind
    Some relaxation
    I'm mindin' my biness
    So why ya n***** hatin'
    I keep it too real
    So why ya n***** fakin'
    Ya try it if ya want
    Cuz my n***** waitin'
    Won't let cha stress me out
    Won't let cha worry me
    Jus cause I'm doin' good
    Won't let cha murda me
    Its drivin' me insane
    Its makin' me crazy
    Ya know ya owe a n****
    So fuck you pay me
    I put it on da hood
    Gettin' money til I'm dead
    Only thang I'm fearin' is da muh'f**kin' feds

    Chorus

    I needa vacation
    I'm goin to Pittsburgh
    Where its greater
    See if I could stack me up some paper
    I needa vacation
    I'm goin' to Summerhill
    Where its rough
    See if I could cook me up enough
    I needa vacation
    I'm going to da H-wood
    Where its dark
    See if I could cook me up some hard
    I needa vacation
    Jones Berg south
    Where it go
    Er'body know I make it snow
    I needa vacation

    Said I'm stressed outso tired
    My daysso long
    Said I'm stressed outso tired
    Gottamove On

    I needa vacation

    Chorus


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  • Sexy Lady Artist: Yung Berg Album: Almost Famous (The Sexy Lady EP) [Explicit] Description Not Provided Lyrics Uh yea I swear this album is crazy
    Do our dance wit us

    Get cha lean on shawty bring it back
    Go get cha lean on shawty bring it back
    Ah get cha lean on shawty bring it back
    Get cha lean on shawty bring it back
    Come on

    Hey sexy lady,
    It was nice to know you
    But I got to move oooooon oon
    Hey sexy lady
    It was nice to know you
    But I got to move oooooon oon
    Hey sexy lady

    Oh, and damn right baby girls a diva
    But everytime she out wit me she be goin reefa
    In the coupe looking better than a mona lisa
    Tunnin' into my songs thinkin' bout features
    She know her lil n**** spit ethor

    And them grown dudes really don't know how to treat her
    So she rock wit me and I roll wit her
    Cuz I'm a d boy and she's a go getta
    This new girl that I'm poofin' on
    Gotta young boy thinkin' bout movin on
    She got her louis vuitton bag and the shoes on
    Wanna take her to the
    See a n**** need more than one
    I bought the rows outside like rep and ron

    And rolled up the blunt yea full of bubble gum
    Yung berg is here yea we got another one

    Hey sexy lady,
    It was nice to know you
    But I got to move oooooon oon
    Hey sexy lady
    It was nice to know you
    But I got to move oooooon oon
    Hey sexy lady

    Yea and damn right baby girl da shit
    She love it when I throw it deep like Micheal Vick
    I love it cuz she know the youngins don't bite o lick
    She know the kid hit the lab tho n write a hit
    Uh and ain't no denyin' it nope
    She want it she can have it why cuz I'm buyin' it
    Da boss boy gotta ride with tha flyest b****
    And she da truth if I'm lyin' then I'm dyin' man
    This other chick tht I'm gabbin' here
    She a good look thts why we always dinin' in
    Chea in L.A. we at katana o in chi town we straight to benihanas

    And how she doin man she did it proper damn
    Three hours and we both kept on our prada's
    I had my lofers she was in dem heels
    Berg in yb's heels

    Hey sexy lady
    It was nice to know you
    But I got to move oooooon oon
    Hey sexy lady
    It was nice to know you
    But I got to move oooooon oon
    Hey sexy lady

    Get cha lean on shawty bring it back
    Go get cha lean on shawty bring it back
    Ah get cha lean on shawty bring it back
    Get cha lean on shawty bring it back
    Come on


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  • The Business (Featuring: Casha) Artist: Yung Berg Album: Look What You Made Me Description Not Provided Lyrics If you know exactly what I wanna do
    Then I'm a give the business to you
    Yeah yeah yeah yeah ah ya dig
    It's me baby and the girl C all right

    (Yung Berg)

    See I ain't neva met a girl
    That's getting down like you
    (Never met a girl like you baby)
    And I ain't neva met a girl
    That put it down like you
    (You know you make it do what it do baby)

    (Ay ay ay ay ay)
    Say thug in yo life
    That's what you need shawty
    Anything you want
    It's guarenteed for my
    Boo boo boo boo boo
    And I ain't tryina go hard
    On what I need shawty
    I'm tryina tell you exactly what I need from
    You you you you you
    Cause you know I wanna

    Chorus

    A Freak in morning
    A Freak in the evening
    Just call me up and I'll be there when you need me
    When ever you want me you can come and see me
    Cause you know just what to do
    You give me the business
    Give me the business
    Give me the business
    You give me the business
    Shawty give me the business
    If you know exactly what I wanna do
    Then I'm a give the business to you
    Oh, oh ohohoh, oh oh ohohoh
    Then I'm a give the business to you
    Oh, oh ohohoh, oh oh ohohoh
    Then I'm a give the business to you
    (Can I give you the business shawty)
    Oh, oh ohohoh, oh oh ohohoh
    (Can I give you the business shawty)
    (From the show to the afterparty)
    Baby I'm a give the business to you

    (Yung Berg)

    Yeah Aye
    That business baby
    Cause I really wanna drive you crazy
    Wanna kiss wanna rub wanna lick wanna touch
    Wanna put it inside you baby
    Wanna climb on top of you
    And give it to you for an hour or two
    Until you come I wanna hit it from the back
    Oo so stroke for a min or two because it's so tight
    Booty hung right
    Got her tongue tight
    From the Midnight
    Until the sunlight
    We can have a little Sex in the City baby
    You can be Carrie
    I'm a be Mr. Biggs right
    Cause you so fine
    And ya just right
    But you look much better with me
    So let me manage ya girl and never tell ya girl
    That it's nice to know ya
    Cause you know I wanna

    Chorus

    A Freak in morning
    A Freak in the evening
    Just call me up and I'll be there when you need me
    When ever you want me you can come and see me
    Cause you know just what to do
    You give me the business
    Give me the business
    Give me the business
    You give me the business
    Shawty give me the business
    If you know exactly what I wanna do
    Then I'm a give the business to you
    Oh, oh ohohoh, oh oh ohohoh
    Then I'm a give the business to you
    Yeah

    (Can I give you the business shawty)
    Oh, oh ohohoh
    (Can I give you the business shawty)
    Oh oh ohohoh
    (From the show to the afterparty)
    Baby I'm a give the business to you

    (Spoken Yung Berg)

    Yeah
    Let's talk about that business baby
    It's more than just an eight letter word
    It describes me and you and what we do
    Hold on this shits so good
    I gotta sing to her

    See you been playing all night(oh oh ohohoh)
    And now it time to handle business baby(business baby)

    Yeah
    Keep going hard on yo job when you doi it ma you drive me crazy(driving me crazy)

    When you give me the business
    Give me give me give me give me give me the business
    Give me the business
    Shawty give me the business
    If you know exactly what I wanna do
    Then I'm a give the business to you
    Oh, oh ohohoh, oh oh ohohoh
    Then I'm a give the business to you
    Yeah

    (Can I give you the business shawty)
    Oh oh ohohoh
    (Can I give you the business shawty)
    Oh oh ohohoh
    (From the show to the afterparty)
    Baby I'm a give the business to you


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  • 1st Time (Featuring: Trey Songz & Marques Houston) Artist: Yung Joc Album: From Nothin' to Somethin' Description Not Provided Lyrics CHORUS X2

    It ain't nothing like the first time
    I'm tryna tell you I can blow your mind
    Baby if I touch you here and kiss you there
    Gonna fall in love shorty, best beware

    VERSE ONE

    This ain't no love song
    More like a cut song
    You say your day was long, well tell daddy what's wrong
    I'mma tell you one time -- just relax and unwind
    Whisper sweet nothings now you blushing, chills down your spine
    Oh yea you hot and tempted
    Oh no not pretty ricky
    But when you grind on me
    I'mma leave you hot and drippin
    Slip in those satin sheets
    Now go and roll over
    Oh yea it's up and down motions like a rollercoaster
    I see she up on top
    You all on my jock
    Imma do it nonstop, until your cherry pop
    Imma keep going and going, the energizer bunny
    Mr. Long John all in your tummy

    CHORUS X2

    It ain't nothing like the first time
    I'm tryna tell you I can blow your mind
    Baby if I touch you here and kiss you there
    Gonna fall in love shorty, best beware

    VERSE TWO

    Won't you let me introduce ya to thug karmasutra
    This ain't no lovey dovey (nah) but watch how i seduce ya
    Girl I'm the man, I- I- I'm the man
    I push the right buttons and the sex on demand
    Oh yea I like it slow
    Baby be easy
    Ooo, watch ya teeth
    Baby be easy
    Tell me your vicky secrets, tell me all the dirt
    You smell like peaches, must bath & body works
    Love the way your body work, I'mma make your body rock
    Once you climax, you feel the aftershock
    (I know I got you hooked on this lovin'
    Don't get it twisted, we just cutin' baby)

    CHORUS X2

    It ain't nothing like the first time
    I'm tryna tell you I can blow your mind
    Baby if I touch you here and kiss you there
    Gonna fall in love shorty, best beware

    VERSE THREE

    Yea I know I know, I still ain't went soft
    But I gotta go, let's hit the shower baby, it's time to rinse off
    I'll wash yours, you wash mine, I adore it the first time
    I blew yours, you blew mines, sometimes I'll drop you a line
    But look don't tell nobody, just keep it on the low
    Not your best friend, not your cousin, nobodys gotta know
    I know it sounds crazy, but thats just how it is
    Yung J-O-C, long live, long live

    CHORUS X2

    It ain't nothing like the first time
    I'm tryna tell you I can blow your mind
    Baby if I touch you here and kiss you there
    Gonna fall in love shorty, best beware


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  • Freaky (Featuring: Guerilla Black) Artist: Young Rome Album: The Leak Description Not Provided Lyrics (1st Verse)

    Girl drop
    Get low like ya just heard the groove pop
    P pop, butterfly, booty bounce, peculator, pony ride, old school flip, do the mash potatoes
    I don't care just look freaky
    Yo man in the club who's so sneaky
    Yo voice like so squeaky
    You Shaniqwa, Shardinae
    All y'all got stripper names baby we could play
    But I got a clothin' line
    We specialize in lingerie
    Walkin' like you on a runway scrounge
    For this performance I took my braids out
    Man I'm killin' this track until it fades out
    Shake da bottle den release the cork
    And let it spray out, spray dese broads down
    Wet t-shirt contest

    500 dollas to the momi wit the firmest breast
    Yess

    Chorus

    Hachu I think I'm catchin'' the flu
    Cuz you sick
    Chicks get wet as soon as I spit
    Freaky freaky freaky freaky freaky
    Freaky freaky freaky freaky
    Hachu I think I'm catchin' the flu
    Cuz you sick

    Chicks go crazy when dey see my whip
    Freaky freaky freaky freaky freaky
    Freaky freaky freaky freaky

    Repeat chorus

    (2nd verse)

    If you too damn drunk den dis track will annoy you
    Stop hatin on a true baller who'll employ you
    All dese ladies wanna take me home
    Guaranteed I ain't leavin' dis club alone
    All dis ass in here think I ain't getting some
    Sippin' on coke and rum getting numb
    Momma shake it like a salt shaka
    You and yo Ying Yang Twins
    I'm thug girl I ain't tuckin' my chain in
    Why you wearin a fur mothaf**ka it's rainin'
    You look like a fool for girls what chu gamin'
    You should think about goin home and changing
    Cadillac escalade what I get brains in
    Rollin' my eyes to the back of my head like I'm trippin' on heron

    Got my head on sped on
    She got a chest like vivica
    Booty like that chick on outkast video
    Here come the hook here we go

    Repeat chorus 2x

    (Guerilla Blacks Verse)

    Got 300 dems got a few broads just be runnin nems
    Smellin' like

    Not waitin' in line just get pushed in yea we pushed in
    Young Rome and Black got em gone offa Con and Yack
    Pull up on got the crack oh
    Phat farm laced to the A-1
    You kno a betta pimp
    Naw it ain't one
    You and you get back stage
    You and you get the gas faze
    You and you way passed age
    You right there you be nasty
    Wanna creep wit me

    Wanna freak wit me so frequently
    You kno how G's be
    The young guerilla wit the icy scrilla
    Ma don't you kno I'm the illest

    Chorus

    (Omari)

    Damn she got a fat ass too
    Uh

    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go
    Let it go


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  • Chop Chop Artist: YoungBloodz Album: Ev'rybody Know Me Description Not Provided Lyrics Chop chop (chop chop)
    Yeah I'm back on da block (on da block)
    Chill like that shyt dem n***as cook up and rock
    (cook up and rock)

    0, 6 yeah I'm fit to just drop (just drop)
    Had to have it went and got it off the lot (of the lot)
    It's essential presidential like my green (like my green)
    Premit the scene and cold dean naw lean (naw lean)
    Stay clean mug alwayz mean (mug mean)
    Still ride with the red bean team (bean team)
    Still post it up still same spot (same spot)
    Shit workin' out the block five hot (five hot)
    Money get maid n***as gettin' paid (get paid)
    N***as keep em workin' chevy's gettin' sprayed

    Chorus repeat 2x

    Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the block
    We got it ready for you staight out the pot
    Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the bock
    Eh we got it ready, yeah we got it ready

    Now inspite of what ya heard I'm the god damn truth
    I'ma down south head busta monsta in this crew
    I'ma hard core bad ass
    A soldier from the backstreet

    And tell a motha f**ker who, who ever try to cross me
    Some call me J-bone, some call me Har-bone
    And yes see I'ma youngblood
    And dese bitches they won't leave me lone
    Right or wrong

    You should know the difference not to never speak
    Run and tell yo mama and yo daddy how your shit is weak
    50 deap yeah n****

    This ain't what you want in life or what you need
    Cuz see our pressure will bust a pipe cuz like tonight
    Ain't no dought we blowin' on that thing
    That purple cush that presidential shit is what I mean

    Chorus repeat 2x

    Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the block
    We got it ready for you staight out the pot
    Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the bock
    Eh we got it ready, yeah we got it ready

    Lets get to it (lets get to it)
    Gatta get dis money man (get dis money man)
    No one stop us countin' hundreds man
    (countin' hundreds man)

    Game was gravy shorty I can count a hundred thangs
    Snatchin' engines every week and got me ridin' lovely man (ridin' lovely man)

    24's, engine from another frame (notha frame)
    26, but shawty knee deep in the game (in the game)
    Get me 26, I snatch a n**** chain

    26 years of pain, you'll do the same thing (same thing)
    But I'm gettin' older me and god ain't got closer
    Still keep a toaster f*** around and i'll roast ya
    Talk big shit, n**** swang big thangs (big thangs)
    When that trunk pop that thang go chop man

    Chorus repeat 2x

    Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the block
    We got it ready for you staight out the pot
    Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the bock
    Eh we got it ready, yeah we got it ready

    See what done happened it we back up on your block again
    Dem damn fools out da attick stackin dividens
    Atlanta Georgia out to get ya so don't be afraid
    Just be aware and watch yo ass when you from the play
    Maniacs off the wall real n***as never fall
    Pimpin' by the day and through the week I'm gone keep it raw i put it down

    Let em know there's plenty wayz of makin dough
    Cuz all I buy I smoke and I got plenty more
    Through the door stanpeden like a pack of hungry wolves
    And still keep it poppin' hopein' wishin' notha n**** would
    Back woods dirty south, don't make me bust you in the mouth don't make me act a fool and clear this whole damn place out

    Chorus repeat 4x

    Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the block
    We got it ready for you staight out the pot
    Chop chop (chop chop) yeah I'm back on the bock
    Eh we got it ready, yeah we got it ready


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  • Damn (Featuring: Lil' Jon, Sean Paul) Artist: YoungBloodz Album: Rule 3:36 Description Not Provided Lyrics (Intro)

    OK, OK, OK
    This Sean Paul, Lil John, J-Bo, Youngbloodz
    You already know how we do it homeboy
    It's A-Town (105 Road for dem hoes)
    It's A-Town (east side for dem hoes), Attic Crew you already know

    Lil John, Eastside Boyz and yo boy Sean Paul let me tell ya like dis here boy

    (Sean Paul)

    They callin' me to come back to the streets, Sean P. a/k/a Sharp Crease

    Said it was necessary, these sucka n***az out here very scary

    They come from the hole they livin' in the month of February
    OK then put a sissy nigga on display then
    Kick in ya door and have my folk dem bring dem K's in
    I'm still Attic A-double T-I-C

    It ain't a hoe out there fo real who don't know 'bout me
    B**** I'm fo sho wit it don't make me pop that trunk to the 'Lac

    B**** I will go get it and I ain't selfish I will let you and your hoe feel it

    Won't catch me sippin' on no Cris and got a cold billy
    It's Youngbloodz A-Town malt liquor sippin', comin' straight from the gutter

    Toe-tag a motherf***er, leave 'em under a cover
    Lil John he drop the beat that make ya bounce like rubber
    Sean Paul he tote the heat to make ya mug then slug ya yeah

    (Hook: Lil' Jon)

    If you don't give a damn, we don't give a f***
    If you don't give a damn, we don't give a f***
    If you don't give a damn, we don't give a f***
    If you don't give a damn, we don't give a f***
    Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
    Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
    Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
    Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit

    (J-Bo)

    I post up get to it, drink hand in hand
    They call me Mr. Herringbone cuz that's my right hand man
    Old school straight foolish like no other indeed
    With Lil John it's Youngbloodz they crunk as can be
    Attic Crew 105 that's if you lookin to rumble
    Cock back bust aim now I done got yo number
    In the club you gone feel it when it drop this summer
    Like rain we gone pour and hit you hard like thunder
    Cuz in the dirty we dem boys that drank you under the table
    Where dem n***az pimp hoes in fly suits and gators
    In my Chevy so super I'm the one to call
    Just dial 1-800-430 slash alcohol

    And dawg I'm not the one that you really just wanna clown
    I'm cool in my way, but shit still I shut 'em down
    And piss on them haters J-Bo he cuts a fool
    In the cut 'bout slizzard somewhere that's how we do

    (Hook)

    (Sean Paul)

    Out of town hard heads get swiss cheesed up
    And you gon' need more than stitches to patch that leak up
    Chump like me up my mouth TB'd up
    With the plush leather guts steady grippin' the butt
    Oh you fo sho with it, then pull yo pistol
    Show a n**** you ain't hoe with it
    And I ain't selfish I will let you and your folk feel it
    Talkin' big boy shit

    Me muggin' like a motherf***er my hand on my d***

    (J-Bo)

    Cuz at a grip we keep it jumpin' like it ain't nuttin' new
    We started off with Shake Em Off so look potna oh guess who
    It's them boys from the bottom who took you down 85
    And hit you with that U-Way so don't be surprised
    We buckin' blowin' chillin' and sippin' on something good
    I'm peepin' out the scenery and wishin' a nigga would
    In case it just might pop I'm 'bout ready to lock and load
    To take you thru the South to show you how we throw dem bows

    (HOOK)


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  • Presidential (Featuring: Akon, Sean Paul) Artist: YoungBloodz Album: Ev'rybody Know Me Description Not Provided Lyrics (Akon)

    Convict, convict, convict

    (Youngbloodz)

    Young-Young-Young-Youngbloodz
    Young-Young-Young-Youngbloodz
    That-Th-that-That-Th-that
    That-Th-that-That-Th-that
    Crunk-Crunk-Crunk-Crunk

    (Sean Paul (Akon))

    I tote that thing, nah mean
    Hat lean, clothes smell like green
    And some white tees and white rees
    About bread real G's get cheese
    Back to the streets, back with (Akon)
    Back for the A, reppin' for the slums
    Put ya hood up show a N**** where ya from
    And if they hate that then get the job done

    (Hook - Akon)

    Hey, I'm sure you know my steez
    Rollin' presidential through ya hood like G's
    Gotcha higher than Chris Tucker
    Sittin' in my Cutlass system beatin' like a motherfucker, hey

    (Sean Paul (Akon))

    But we smoke, that kush (Uh huh)
    (Oh, oh, oh uh huh) Presidential shit, George Bush
    (Yeah) How we do it (Uh huh)
    (Oh, oh, oh uh huh) Get crunk, big big, big, big (Hey)

    (J-Bo)

    Sixteen, I'ma give it to ya raw
    Take it to ya ass, slap ya clean cross the jaw
    Now where they at where they, you want some
    See I don't think y'all really want none
    See I'm back with a whole new clip

    With a badass chick, on some brand new shit
    Now put 'em up, put 'em up to the sky
    Get buck, get drunk, get high
    Shake 'em off, ya know what to do

    Take it to the floor, call out ya whole crew
    Like what, knuck if ya buck
    See we still don't give a damn and I never gave a fuck
    See I'm big timin' wrists stay blindin'
    With four or five freaks, and my pinky ring shinin'

    I stay grindin' and true to the streets
    If you ever need to find me then you know where we can meet

    (Hook)

    (Sean Paul)

    I build big bank and drank drank
    That's why I got a purple Sprite, and y'all ain't
    I ride big rims, sittin' this tall
    So when ya step down, baby girl don't fall

    Y'all n***az know the name, they call me Sean Paul
    And I ain't got no flaws, except breakin' the laws
    N***az call me dope, cause I'm hard and I'm raw
    Can call me that fiend, one hit'll make ya cough

    It's always beside me, watch got diamonds
    I ain't part timin', I'm full time grindin'
    The n**** wasn't shinin' live n**** blindin'
    I'm with n***az with the dimes in the whips I be ridin'

    And I don't pull 'em out, until the trunk beat
    And ya can see ya movie sittin' in the back seat
    They wild on the east, they live in these streets
    So I'ma keep my piece sittin' on the front seat

    (Hook)


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  • Jiggle It Artist: Young Leek Album: Jiggle It - Single Description Not Provided Lyrics Jiggle It, Jiggle It, Jiggle It, Jiggle It, Jiggle It, Jiggle It
    Jiggle It, Jiggle It, Jiggle It, Jiggle It, Jiggle It
    Jiggle It, Jiggle It, Jiggle It, Jiggle It

    (Young Leek Black Star Next Level)

    Lets Go
    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it YEA Shakin' and Jiggle it Shorty

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it Young Leek Shakin' and Jiggle it Shorty

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it YEA Shakin' and Jiggle it Shorty

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it YEA Young Leek Shakin' and Jiggle it Shorty

    Yo I pull up to the club with spinning rims
    I got ice bigger then a mercades benz
    You kno I'ma ladies man
    I even got all the girls going crazy man
    I'm north side boy, the girls like the way I talk
    Even some girls like the way I walk
    Come and fly the seven I'm fresh a deaf
    When I come already you better catch your breathe
    I'm like hey shorti drop that thing, I just want to see you fricken pop that thing

    Young Leek back with a track to blow ur mind
    Who you kno that I have seven girls at the same time,
    Using the same lines, saving the same dimes
    If you don't like the dance I'll be like nevermind

    Just get on the floor and do it, all you gotta do is put your back into it

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it YEA Shakin' and Jiggle it Shorty

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it Young Leek Shakin' and Jiggle it Shorty

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it YEA Shakin' and Jiggle it Shorty

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it YEA Young Leek Shakin' and Jiggle it Shorty

    Jiggle it and do your thing in the club
    This is young leek and you kno ruling in the club
    I'm a young dude but you kno I'm street smart
    I had this girl, she was sweet just like a sweettart
    If you see me in the club you kno I'm not a retard
    I'm young, fly and flashy, and thats what you thought
    Girl you can dance let me see something you can roll with the team, if you want to be something just pop it and shake it on the dance floor like millan you can dip if you get low
    Ooo show me what your working with you look so fine you get a disco jiggle it

    My teeth glissing they shin when I whipsering I smile for a second and the crowd start shivering me by the so back up Jiggle it Jiggle it

    I want to see you act up Jiggle it

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it
    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it
    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it
    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it

    Yo this club is off the hook
    Looking at Leek like i'm off the books
    Come on Shorti shake that thing
    Show me how you work that friend

    Body like a diva shape like a bottle up in the club looking like a model

    Looking like america's next shinning like the diamonds in my rollex

    (Young Leek Black Star Next Level)

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it,

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it,

    Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it,

    Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it,

    Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it,

    Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it,

    Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it ,Shakin' and Jiggle it,

    Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it Shakin' and Jiggle it,

    Shakin' and Jiggle it, Shakin' and Jiggle it,
    Jiggle it, Jiggle it, Jiggle it, Jiggle it, Jiggle it, Jiggle it, Jiggle it


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  • For Your Love (Featuring: Marques Houston) Artist: Young Rome Album: Round 1 Description Not Provided Lyrics Chorus: MH

    Here I am all alone
    Tossin,turnin
    Longin for some of your
    Tender love
    I waited for the right
    Moment to come
    So I can thank you for
    All the tender love you've given to me

    Verse 1: Young Rome

    I have no intentions of leaving
    This lovin' that your receiving
    The reason is simply cuz your breathing
    I love the way that you talk and
    The way that you walk
    You make traffic stop
    Oh baby your body cause accidents
    Been diggin' you for a minute
    So I've been at you since day one
    Now we on stage one
    So what we share has just begun
    We shine like the sun
    Now you don't love me cuz I'm a star
    My jewels and my cars or the fans applause
    That'll never change who we are
    You a hood goddess
    A little thuggish but modest
    I'm dedicated baby your mine
    Yes I'm wit'cha I promise
    So all my homies light your lighters
    If you gotta true ridah beside ya
    I can't kick cuz I'm hooked to this drug
    Whoever said thugs don't need love
    What what

    Chorus: MH

    Here I am all alone
    Tossin,turnin
    Longin for some of your
    Tender love
    I waited for the right
    Moment to come
    So I can thank you for
    All the tender love you've given to me

    Verse 2: Young Rome

    We go back like sunflower seeds and flavored ices
    Doorknockers its official my lovin' is priceless
    You love rap but you always say I'm the nicest
    And you sexy when you get mad
    You wild out but I like it
    You even threw my tims out in the street
    We broke up and was back together within a week
    Damn you sweet and you go to sleep in my boxers
    I love to hear ya moan when I'm takin 'em off ya
    Breakin you off proper call me the love doctor
    Ride it cuz you love it mami I won't stop ya
    Baby ya gotta give me ya all
    And I ball give you anything you want, its the law
    Rule number one respect and cherish you
    Rule number two girl I'll always take care of you
    Rule number three just take my lady at all times
    I get down for my girl you stay on my mind yes

    Chorus: MH

    Here I am all alone
    Tossin,turnin
    Longin for some of your
    Tender love
    I waited for the right
    Moment to come
    So I can thank you for
    All the tender love you've given to me

    Verse 3: Young Rome

    I wanna make you feel good all over like you Stephanie Mills
    You gotta man to hold u down
    That will carry your bills
    And your smile alone gives me chills I feel my skin vibrate
    You can't front on a love this real
    I was alone and at the top until I met ya
    The game had me under pressure it can stress ya
    When it comes to you cuz money ain't an issue
    When I miss or I kiss I can feel it thru my

    Tender Love, Love so tender
    Holding u close to me
    Baby I surrender

    Chorus: MH

    Here I am all alone
    Tossin,turnin
    Longin for some of your
    Tender love
    I waited for the right
    Moment to come
    So I can thank you for
    All the tender love you've given to me


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  • Vacation Artist: Young Jeezy Album: Vacation Description Not Provided Lyrics I go to
    Like that don't cha
    Yeah yeah yeah (hahaha)
    Yeah n****
    Turn me up a lil bit

    Said I'm stressed outso tired
    My daysso long
    Said I'm stressed outso tired
    Gottamove on

    Chorus

    I needa vacation

    I'm goin' to Decatur
    Where its greater
    See if I could stack me up some paper
    I needa vacation
    I'm going to da bluff
    Where its rough
    See if I could cook me up enough
    I needa vacation
    I'm goin to College Park
    Where its dark
    See if I could cook me up somethin' hard
    I needa vacation
    I'm going to the fo'
    Where it go
    An er'body know I make it snow
    I needa vacation

    See me standin' here
    Like a chandelier
    Gangsta of da year
    Sippin' belvidere
    I'm smokin' inglewood
    I'm feelin' hella good
    A n**** wish he could
    I wish a n**** would
    I'm smokin' on dat good
    I'm grippin' on da grain
    Louie 13
    Mixed wit hurricane
    Like a crippled mane
    You could catch me wit dat cane
    Gonna be a bloody murda
    If I catch you with my chain
    See these hatin' ass n*****
    Gettin' on my nerves
    I'm so up on da job
    I'm at a loss fa words
    I put it on da hood
    Gettin' money til I'm dead
    Only thang I'm fearin' is da muh'f**kin' feds

    Chorus

    Yeah I'm outta hur
    Send ya a post card
    N if ya outta dat
    Send ya some mo' hard
    I need some piecea mind
    Some relaxation
    I'm mindin' my biness
    So why ya n***** hatin'
    I keep it too real
    So why ya n***** fakin'
    Ya try it if ya want
    Cuz my n***** waitin'
    Won't let cha stress me out
    Won't let cha worry me
    Jus cause I'm doin' good
    Won't let cha murda me
    Its drivin' me insane
    Its makin' me crazy
    Ya know ya owe a n****
    So fuck you pay me
    I put it on da hood
    Gettin' money til I'm dead
    Only thang I'm fearin' is da muh'f**kin' feds

    Chorus

    I needa vacation
    I'm goin to Pittsburgh
    Where its greater
    See if I could stack me up some paper
    I needa vacation
    I'm goin' to Summerhill
    Where its rough
    See if I could cook me up enough
    I needa vacation
    I'm going to da H-wood
    Where its dark
    See if I could cook me up some hard
    I needa vacation
    Jones Berg south
    Where it go
    Er'body know I make it snow
    I needa vacation

    Said I'm stressed outso tired
    My daysso long
    Said I'm stressed outso tired
    Gottamove On

    I needa vacation

    Chorus


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