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  • Lil Wayne – Blackin Out (feat. Euro)

    [Intro: Lil Wayne]
    Six shit
    Ay yah yah yah yah yah yah yah
    Six nigga, Dedication six niggas
    Six nigga, six nigga, Dedication six niggas
    Six nigga, sick nigga, sick six shit nigga

    [Verse 1: Euro + Lil Wayne]
    I hear y’all new shit and I cringe (I cringe)
    Your girlfriend likes me and my friends (My friends)
    If we hit it, that oui is not French (Not French)
    I’m anti-social, pardon my tints (My tints)
    We left eleven, not 11 AM (Yeah)
    Raw papers full of peas, cups full of mayhem (Yeah)
    We all wavy, I’m just sort of on a different wavelength (Yeah)
    See they more like superstars, I’m more like Super Saiyans
    Bein’ the greatest ever is my destiny skills
    Since a child, I focused on my Cali b [?] and Michelle (Okay)
    Sittin’ back, getting head from Mademoiselle
    Tryna’ put every ghetto kid with a dream in my will
    Dedicated to you to you for the 6th time, killed it on 5th one
    Now they say I’m big time
    While them niggas skipped lunch,I learned how to skip lines
    I learned how to kick, punch, power through to get mine
    Used to fuck with Sega, my uncle had a pasia
    I knew this drug king-pin that tried to run for Mayor (skrt!)
    Posted on the back-blocks talking player-player
    If she bad and I am greata’, get her unlimited data
    They tryna’ build a wall, man my dogs gon’ hate that shit
    And build underground railroads, so the Maybachs fit, yeah
    We in the game but we don’t play that shit
    Cover your soul before they take that shit
    Young

    [Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
    Right nigga, wrong nigga, dope nigga, ill nigga
    Rich nigga, polo nigga, house bigga’ bills
    Bigga’ sick nigga, hill nigga, lit nigga, chill nigga
    Racks nigga, real bigga’, Shaq bigga’, lil’ nigga
    Facts nigga, trill nigga, tax nigga, still nigga
    Coke on coke nigga, slopes nigga, hills nigga, joke nigga
    No nigga, clip figure, quick trigger, thick strippers
    I ain’t into stick figures, make signals, O.J. with the brick
    Nigga run through the white
    Nigga, O.J. on my wrist, nigga that’s Sunny D-Light
    Nigga, diamonds in my teeth, Shawty like the pearly whites
    Nigga, straight from New Orleans, like a plate of dirty rice
    Nigga, bought a lot of art, and I bought a lot to snort, hey
    Beat around her bush, right up there we beat the court case
    Talkin’ boutta a war, that’s a convo’ at the bar, wait
    Drugs in the Broncos start the motherfuckin’ Huss race
    I take off fom Urden, take your bitch up into MySpace
    I tell her keep her mouth shut
    And if not I got some Scottish tape
    Gotta keep the lock-safe, referring to the safe-lock
    The shells fallin’ to the ground, shakin’ make you do the James Brown
    I still wear the same crown, light-skin or light-brown
    I still dick her right down, hit her with the pipe bounce
    Some niggas like flight crowns
    Some niggas like to fight vessels
    Some niggas got the right time, if you’re asking me
    I say "Time will tell"
    Some niggas think they icons, some bitches think that I cast em’
    Niggas got an iPhone, some niggas had a SkyTel
    Niggas really pythons, I’m watching out for myself
    Tattoos, black skin, red eyes, blonde hair
    Lyin’ here, lookin’ like "aww, yeah", lawn chair
    Chop right off a Con air land it on the Timeshare
    I will, Versace eye-wear, feelin’ like top shelf
    Cool is two L’s and rock bells, hot as Scottsdale
    Bombshell

    [Outro: Lil Wayne]
    Blackin’ out, blackin’ out, we on the drugs
    Blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out
    All the guns, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, black-black-blackin’ out
    On the run, actin’ out, actin’ out, actin’ out, actin’ out (Bow!)
    Yeah, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, we on the drugs
    Blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out
    All the guns, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, black-black-blackin’ out
    On the run, actin’ out, actin’ out, actin’ out
    That’s some slick shit


  • Arthur Conley – Sweet Soul Music

    Do you like good music?
    Huh, that sweet soul music
    Just as long as it’s swinging
    Oh, yeah
    Oh, yeah

    Way out here on the floor, ya’ll
    Ah, going to a go-go
    Dancing with the music
    Oh, yeah
    Oh, yeah

    Spotlight on Lou Rawls, ya’ll
    Ah, don’t he look boss, ya’ll
    Singing ‘Love’s a Hurtin Thing’, yall
    Oh, yeah
    Oh, yeah

    Spotlight on Sam and Dave, ya’ll
    Oh, don’t they look great y’all?
    Singing, ‘Hold On I’m Coming’
    Oh, yeah
    Oh, yeah

    Spotlight on Wilson Pickett, now
    That wicked Wilson Pickett
    Singing, ‘Mustang Sally’
    Oh, yeah
    Oh, yeah

    Spotlight on Otis Redding, now
    Singing ‘Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa’
    ‘Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa-Fa’
    Oh, yeah
    Oh, yeah
    Get it Otis

    Spotlight on James Brown, ya’ll
    He’s the king of them all, ya’ll
    He’s the king of them all, ya’ll
    Oh, yeah
    Oh, yeah

    Do ya like good music?
    That sweet soul music
    Just long as it’s swinging
    Oh, yeah
    Oh, yeah

    I got to get the feeling
    I got to get the feeling
    Do ya like good music?
    That sweet soul music
    Help me get the feeling
    I want to get the feeling
    Otis Redding’s got the feeling

    James Brown he got the feeling
    Oh, I love good music


  • TLC – Way Back (Lyric Video)

    [Verse: T-Boz]
    It’s been a long, long time comin’
    Ain’t seen you around
    Time keeps on passin’
    But you still my bitch
    Can’t tell us nothin’
    And it’s nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

    [Pre-Chorus: Chilli]
    Don’t you ever think
    Back on all that other shit we went through
    You know I remember (yeah)
    Don’t you ever wish
    One day we could reminisce
    It feels like, we were just together
    Cause we go way back

    [Hook]
    Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
    Like South side on Sunday
    Some things don’t ever change
    Yeah, you and me
    Cause we go way back
    James Brown and Michael J
    Like them high school parties
    Some things don’t ever change
    Yeah, you and me
    We go way back

    [Verse: Snoop]
    Twistin’ up a twenty sack
    Fishin’, listen, reminiscin’ bout the days of way back
    Aye, where the ladies at?
    I need a fine one, top designer
    Baby can you help me find one?
    A real one, not a phony, I wanna homie
    Never leave me lonely, be my tenderoni
    One hour photo together, take a few flicks together, that’ll last forever
    Whether, we do, you do? me too
    See through it all, now creep with the Dogg
    Don’t let the rain drops stop ya, I got ya
    This is so evolutionary proper
    Now what the future holds, no one knows
    But the past is a blast, game overload
    It’s like Good Times, my favorite episodes
    I’m just the same OG, givin’ y’all a little TLC

    [Verse: T-Boz]
    I’d like to think, when we were growin’ (growin’)
    And shit got tough, we kept it goin’ (goin’)
    Out in the streets, no signs of slowin’ (yeah)
    It’s still nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

    [Pre-Chorus: Chilli]
    Don’t you ever think
    Back on all that other shit we went through
    You know I remember (yeah)
    Don’t you ever wish
    One day we could reminisce
    It feels like, we were just together
    Cause we go way back

    [Hook]
    Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
    Like South side on Sunday
    Some things don’t ever change
    Yeah, you and me
    Cause we go way back
    James Brown and Michael J
    Like them high school parties
    Some things don’t ever change
    Yeah, you and me

    [Bridge]
    We go way back
    Way back, way back, way back, way back (yeah)
    Cause we go way back
    Way back, way back, way back, way back
    We go way back

    [Hook]
    Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
    Like South side on Sunday
    Some things don’t ever change
    Yeah, you and me
    Cause we go way back
    James Brown and Michael J
    Like them high school parties
    Some things don’t ever change
    Yeah, you and me


  • TLC – Way Back (feat. Snoop Dogg)

    [Verse: T-Boz]
    It’s been a long, long time comin’
    Ain’t seen you around
    Time keeps on passin’
    But you still my bitch
    Can’t tell us nothin’
    And it’s nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

    [Pre-Chorus: Chilli]
    Don’t you ever think
    Back on all that other shit we went through
    You know I remember (yeah)
    Don’t you ever wish
    One day we could reminisce
    It feels like, we were just together
    Cause we go way back

    [Hook]
    Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
    Like South side on Sunday
    Some things don’t ever change
    Yeah, you and me
    Cause we go way back
    James Brown and Michael J
    Like them high school parties
    Some things don’t ever change
    Yeah, you and me
    We go way back

    [Verse: Snoop]
    Twistin’ up a twenty sack
    Fishin’, listen, reminiscin’ bout the days of way back
    Aye, where the ladies at?
    I need a fine one, top designer
    Baby can you help find one?
    A real one, not a phony, I wanna homie
    Never leave me lonely, be my tenderoni
    When our photo together, take a few flicks together, that’ll last forever
    Whether, we do, you do? me too
    See through it all, now creep with the Dogg
    Don’t let the rain drops stop ya, I got ya
    This is so evolutionary proper
    Now what the future holds, no one knows
    But the past is a blast, game overload
    It’s like Good Times, my favorite episodes
    I’m just the same OG, givin’ y’all a little TLC

    [Verse: T-Boz]
    I’d like to think, when we were growin’ (growin’)
    And shit got tough, we kept it goin’ (goin’)
    Out in the streets, no signs of slowin’ (yeah)
    It’s still nothin’ but a thing, to pick up where we left off (yeah)

    [Pre-Chorus: Chilli]
    Don’t you ever think
    Back on all that other shit we went through
    You know I remember (yeah)
    Don’t you ever wish
    One day we could reminisce
    It feels like, we were just together
    Cause we go way back

    [Hook]
    Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
    Like South side on Sunday
    Some things don’t ever change
    Yeah, you and me
    Cause we go way back
    James Brown and Michael J
    Like them high school parties
    Some things don’t ever change
    Yeah, you and me

    [Bridge]
    We go way back
    Way back, way back, way back, way back (yeah)
    Cause we go way back
    Way back, way back, way back, way back
    We go way back

    [Hook]
    Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
    Like South side on Sunday
    Some things don’t ever change
    Yeah, you and me
    Cause we go way back
    James Brown and Michael J
    Like them high school parties
    Some things don’t ever change
    Yeah, you and me


  • U-Free – My New Black Benzo lyrics

    So you say you like my new black Merce
    And I say I like you, dear
    All I really need is to stop for a sec
    ​To get a six-pack of beer

    Drape your pretty legs on the dash
    Unloose your hair and put on your shades
    You can be sure I have enough cash
    ​And certainly ain’t got no AIDS

    It’s so great to have you on the front seat
    And drive like Max
    To the cop behind the billboard say “Bye”!
    Oh, baby, lift me up, take me to the top!
    I really ***** want this
    Baby, keep it up and please don’t stop
    And then give me one more hot kiss
    Sugar, take me down, shaking like James Brown
    And now ***** you see
    What we two can be
    When we are free
    My sweet girl, you and me
    Oh yeah!

    Let’s drive down Interstate 92
    It’s pretty cool from what I’ve heard
    We’ll find some place to get you a tattoo:
    A dragon and a bird

    My buddy just came back from doing time
    Hard labor on this road
    No cracks or bumps, benzo fine
    ​He really did a good job!

    It’s so great to have you on the front seat
    And drive like Max
    To the cop behind the billboard say “Bye”!
    Oh, baby, lift me up, take me to the top!
    I really ***** want this
    Baby, keep it up and please don’t stop
    And then give me one more hot kiss
    Sugar, take me down, shaking like James Brown
    And now ***** you see
    What we two can be
    When we are free
    My sweet girl, you and me
    Oh yeah!

    (Let’s drive down)
    (Let’s drive down)
    (Let’s drive down)
    (Let’s drive down)

    Oh, baby, lift me up, take me to the top!
    I really ***** want this
    Oh baby, keep it up and please don’t stop
    And then give me one more hot kiss
    Sugar, take me down, shaking like James Brown
    And now ***** you see
    What we two can be
    When we are free
    My sweet girl, you and me
    Oh yeah!


  • TLC – Way Back Lyrics

    Don’t you ever wish
    One day we could reminisce
    It feels like we were just together
    Cause we go way back

    [Hook]
    Like Prince and Marvin Gaye
    Like soft side on Sunday
    Some things don’t ever change
    Yeah you and me
    Cause we go way back
    James Brown and Michael J
    Like old high school parties
    Some things don’t ever change
    Yeah you and me
    Cause we go way back
    James Brown and Michael J
    I don’t…

    I love to think
    When we were growin
    We kept it goin’ goin’
    Out in the streets
    It’s still nothin’ but a thing
    To pick up where we left off


  • Ice Cube – Nobody Wants To Die (Mafia III Trailer)

    [Intro]
    Everybody wants to go to Heaven
    Y’all thought I was soft as cotton
    Everybody wants to go to Heaven
    Messed around and forgot I was rotten
    Everybody wants to go to Heaven
    You know my resume
    You tell ’em I’m on my way
    But nobody (You tell ’em, I’m on my way)
    Ah nobody wants to die

    [Verse 1]
    I keep my mind on my money, I keep my hand on my gunny
    Don’t get to playin’ with sonny, unless you Playboy Bunny
    I’ll put four in your tummy, tap two in your brain
    See the man ain’t playing, if you think it’s a game
    Haters whisper my name, suckers want what I slang
    Arrogant and I’m vain, DA want me to hang
    But let me explain, like Abel and Cain
    That the black Grim Reaper is not my brother’s keeper
    Revenge, revenge a killer’s on a binge of revenge
    It depends if I can live with my sins
    Lose family and friends (lost em all)
    Now you got to lose life and limb, spit phlegm on them
    Got the code of Rakim, homey, jokes ain’t allowed
    And you boy ain’t scared to move the crowd with something loud
    If you doubt what I’m about, go ahead an run your mouth
    I’m the last thing you see when your time is running out, trick

    [Hook]
    Everybody wants to go to Heaven
    I’ll send you fast boy, with a blast boy (first class, boy)
    Everybody wants to go to Heaven
    Messin’ with the wrong one, send you on that long run
    Everybody wants to go to Heaven (I ain’t the one, son)
    Pop you like a pro, now you good to go (yeah)
    But nobody (Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody)
    Ah nobody wants to die

    [Verse 2]
    You forgot where I come from, you forgot what I do
    You forgot what you was sayin’, cuz I’m blockin’ your view
    Now I got you on cue, you about to turn blue
    Get around me now you actin’ like my little nephew
    Boy what you wan’ do? You ain’t gon’ do ish
    But go take a ish, is ’bout as funky as it get
    Now I’ma have to admit, that I was prolly too nice
    But take my advice or I’ll take your life
    Now if you still wanna slice, let’s start with the fingers
    Let’s move to the toes, and end with the penis
    See men are from Mars, now you from Venus
    How dumb you got to be tryin’ to think with the genius
    It’s the big payback, you can’t clown James Brown
    See a brother been down ever since Jamestown
    You either swim or you’re drowned, you either gagged or you’re bound
    Now you can’t make a sound, boy look at you now

    [Hook]
    Everybody wants to go to Heaven
    I’ll send you fast boy, with a blast boy (first class, boy)
    Everybody wants to go to Heaven
    Messin’ with the wrong one, send you on that long run
    Everybody wants to go to Heaven (I ain’t the one, Crip)
    Pop you like a pro, now you good to go (Go on)
    But nobody (Nobody, na)
    Ah nobody wants to die


  • Fitz And The Tantrums – HandClap lyrics

    Turn it up…!

    Somebody save your soul cause you’ve been sinning in this city I know
    Too many troubles, all these lovers got you losing control
    You’re like a drug to me, a luxury, my sugar and gold
    I want the good life
    Every good night you’re a hard one to hold
    Cause you don’t even know
    I can make your hands clap
    Said I can make your hands clap

    Somebody save your soul cause you’ve been sinning in this city I know
    Too many troubles, all these lovers got you losing control
    You’re like a drug to me, a luxury, my sugar and gold
    I want your sex and your affection when they’re holdin’ you close

    Cause you don’t even know
    I can make your hands clap
    Said I can make your hands clap

    Every night when the stars come out
    Am I the only living soul around?
    Need to believe you could hold me down
    Cause I’m in need of somethin’ good right now
    We could be screamin’ till the sun comes out
    And when we wake we’d be the only sound
    I get on my knees and say a prayer: James Brown

    That I can make your hands clap
    That I can make your hands clap
    (Turn it up)
    That I can make your hands clap

    My flesh is searchin’ for your worst and best, don’t ever deny
    I’m like a stranger, gimme me danger
    All your wrongs and your rights
    Secrets on Broadway to the freeway, you’re a keeper of crimes
    Fear no conviction, grapes of wrath can only sweeten your wine

    But you don’t even know
    I can make your hands clap
    Said I can make your hands clap

    Every night when the stars come out
    Am I the only living soul around?
    Need to believe you could hold me down
    Cause I’m in need of somethin’ good right now
    We could be screamin’ till the sun comes out
    And when we wake we’d be the only sound
    I get on my knees and say a prayer: James Brown

    That I can make your hands clap
    That I can make your hands clap
    That I can make your hands clap
    That I can make your hands clap

    (So can I get a handclap?)


  • Fitz And The Tantrums – HandClap lyrics

    (Turn it up)

    Somebody save your soul cause you’ve been sinning in this city I know
    Too many troubles, all these lovers got you losing control
    You’re like a drug to me, a luxury, my sugar and gold
    I want the good life
    Every good night you’re a hard one to hold
    Cause you don’t even know
    I can make your hands clap
    Said I can make your hands clap

    Somebody save your soul cause you’ve been sinning in this city I know
    Too many troubles, all these lovers got you losing control
    You’re like a drug to me, a luxury, my sugar and gold
    I want your sex and your affection when they’re holdin’ you close

    Cause you don’t even know
    I can make your hands clap
    Said I can make your hands clap

    Every night when the stars come out
    Am I the only living soul around?
    Need to believe you could hold me down
    Cause I’m in need of somethin’ good right now
    We could be screamin’ till the sun comes out
    And when we wake we’d be the only sound
    I get on my knees and say a prayer: James Brown

    That I can make your hands clap
    That I can make your hands clap
    (Turn it up)
    That I can make your hands clap

    My flesh is searchin’ for your worst and best, don’t ever deny
    I’m like a stranger, gimme me danger
    All your wrongs and your rights
    Secrets on Broadway to the freeway, you’re a keeper of crimes
    Fear no conviction, grapes of wrath can only sweeten your wine

    But you don’t even know
    I can make your hands clap
    Said I can make your hands clap

    Every night when the stars come out
    Am I the only living soul around?
    Need to believe you could hold me down
    Cause I’m in need of somethin’ good right now
    We could be screamin’ till the sun comes out
    And when we wake we’d be the only sound
    I get on my knees and say a prayer: James Brown

    That I can make your hands clap
    That I can make your hands clap
    That I can make your hands clap
    That I can make your hands clap
    So can I get a handclap?