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Thursday, May 25, 2006

Grand Hustle

Young Dro- Shoulder Lean

Young Dro
"Shoulder Lean"

Let me see ya bounce right to left
n let ya shoulder lean (let cha shoulder lean, jus let ya shoulder lean)
ay get it right 2 step, and let ya shoulder lean
(let ya shoulder lean, jus let ya shoulder lean)
Let me see ya bounce right to left
n let ya shoulder lean (let cha shoulder lean, ay letcha shoulder lean)
ay get it right 2 step, and let ya shoulder lean
(jus let ya shoulder lean, let ya shoulder lean)

Dro! im clean in dis bitch,
now im finna shoulder lean in dis bitch.
Nigga buck! cost me 15 in dis bitch,
this Grand Hustle team, n kings is gettin rich.
I lean n get lit, Lima bean six,
I take breath, the opposite of hammertine mist.
I ride 26, n let my 9 scream flip.
Trunk be watchin opem, mag 9, n beam clip.
Triple black phantom, nigga naw it aint TIP.
With Lucky Charm diamonds man,but naw it aint Flip.
Cant bounce, ok then ill let my shoulder lean,
and ill bet my car talk, and i bet my motor clean.
Suicide doors, brown rose, but look like coco to me.
Errbody know me in the club, cuz they smoke wit me.
Dro, hold scope wit me, ice come from dope re-ton
Hardly carat, have em froze for a eon,
Red, black, n white chevy, now im ridin Deion,
Put dem lights up in my rims, now im ridin neon.
Our cars look like crayon, hold no on demand tho'.
I can shoulder lean, i dono how to dance do'.

Let me see ya bounce right to left
n let ya shoulder lean (let cha shoulder lean, jus let ya shoulder lean)
and get it right 2 step, and let ya shoulder lean
(let ya shoulder lean, jus let ya shoulder lean)
Let me see ya bounce right to left
n let ya shoulder lean (let cha shoulder lean, ay letcha shoulder lean)
ay get it right 2 step, and let ya shoulder lean
(jus let ya shoulder lean, let ya shoulder lean)

First I let my wheels spin, den i let my screens fall.
Den I let my trunk beat, the green ridin em all tall.
Then I pimp a hoe, take a bitch to burn it.
Bitch break niggas, after that we fuck dey girlfriends.
My gurl got a girlfriend, Chevy blue like whirlwind.
Niggas is a child, n dey boy, so i got they girl in.
Bourbon, cock n hammer, arm n hammer, propaganda.
Bitches think im pimpin n leanin in salamanda silence.
Durty south hawks in Atlanta, show niggas witout em,
We ride phantoms, hardly shoutin fo grammer.
Yup, now i be on tv, BET our channel,
Hood nigga from Bankhead, i stay wit my grandma nana.
I lay by my banana, dumpin at punky monkeys.
Dont nobody live wit my mom but a buncha junkies.
Donut donkey, bitch i ride glazed on a haze,
gator green chevy, gator gut, alligator chaain.

Let me see ya bounce right to left
n let ya shoulder lean (let cha shoulder lean, jus let ya shoulder lean)
ay get it right 2 step, and let ya shoulder lean
(let ya shoulder lean, jus let ya shoulder lean)
Let me see ya bounce right to left
n let ya shoulder lean (let cha shoulder lean, ay letcha shoulder lean)
and get it right 2 step, and let ya shoulder lean
(jus let ya shoulder lean, let ya shoulder lean)

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Disturbin' Tha Peace

Shawnna- Gettin' Some Head

SHAWNNA LYRICS

"Gettin' Some"

[Chorus]I was gettin' some head Gettin' gettin' some head I was gettin' some head Gettin' gettin' some head I was gettin' some head Gettin' gettin' some head I was wit the kinda girl dat make yo toes pop I was gettin' some head (DTP hustle)Gettin' gettin' some head (DTP hustle)I was gettin' some head (DTP hustle)Gettin' gettin' some head (DTP hustle)I was gettin' some head (DTP hustle)Gettin' gettin' some head (DTP hustle)I was wit the kinda girl dat make yo toes pop

You know u nigga want a bitch like me Apple bottoms with the wife beater rockin' nikes All the niggas in the hood wanna call her wifey If u got a pretty dolla then I probly might be U niggas popin' collars y yo bitches pop ps I'm gon' do this for my riders that get down and pop e Think u can pop me man u need to stop please Catch me flyin' through yo hood in a drop top v I'm in the pop top three And ma pops got gs Say the watch got chilly And the rocks got freeze And u broads ack silly Tryna jack my steam U slipin' and I'm pimpin' and yo boy chose me And now he hollin' hey lil mama can u give me a sec I got a lil somethin', somethin' bout as big a yo leg Dis nigga yawnin while he talkin' so I knew he was red And bout six in the mornin' he forgot wat he said and I was

[Chorus]

U know I keep like 4 5 woofers in the trunk And I turn it to the max so u can feel it when it bump When u go to DTP we give the people what they want And when I come to hustle man u know we ain't no punk And you catch me in the town we blowin' dro and gettin' drunk And when we hit the party man u know we keep it crunk Yo nigga actin' tuff he on the flo and gettin' stomped Don't act like u ain't know now tell yo hoe to pass the blunt You bitches wanna be me cause u know that I'm the shit You see me on the TV cause I roll wit Ludacris Don't hate Shawnna baby just be mad at who u wit (who u wit)I keep a couple handles so u know I'm to legit (to legit)Just so u understand it so u know I'm 'bout that bread (I'm 'bout that bread)And don't you try to play me for no joke about my cash (about my cash)Before I get the tip I get the heat up out the stash (up out the stash)I hit em on the lo and shawty this is wat he said (wat he said)

[Chorus]

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Rick Ross

Rick Ross- Hustlin'

RICK ROSS LYRICS
"Hustlin'"

[Intro]Hustle, hustlin' hustlin' Hustle, hustlin' hustlin'Hustle, hustlin' hustlin' Hustle, hustlin' hustlin' Hustle, hustlin' hustlin' Hustle, hustlin' hustlin' Hustle, hustlin' hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin'Everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm, everyday I'm, everyday I'm hustlin' Ev-ev-ev-everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin'Ev-ev-ev-everyday I'm hustlin'Ev-ev-everyday I'm, everyday I'm, everyday I'm hustlin'Everyday I'm hustlin' hustlin' hustlin' hust-hustlin'

[Verse 1]Who the fuck you think you fuckin' with, I'm the fuckin' boss Seven forty-five, white on white that's fuckin' Ross I cut 'em wide, I cut 'em long, I cut 'em fat (What)I keep 'em comin' back (What), we keep 'em comin' back I'm in the distribution, I'm like Atlantic I got them motherfuckers flyin' 'cross the Atlantic I know Pablo, Noriega, the real Noriega He owe me a hundred favors I ain't petty nigga, we buy the whole thang See most of my niggas really still deal cocaine My roof back, my money rides I'm on the pedal, show you what I'm runnin' like When they snatch black I cry for a hundred nights He got a hundred bodies, servin' a hundred lifes

[Hook]Everyday I'm hustlin' Ev-everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' Ev-everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm hustlin' Everyday I'm, everyday I'm

[Verse 2]We never steal cars, but we deal hard Whip it real hard whip it whip it real hard I caught a charge, I caught a charge Whip it real hard, whip it whip it real hard Ain't bout no funny shit still bitches and business I'm on my money shit still whippin' them Benzs Major league who catchin' because I'm pitchin' Jose Canseco just snitchin' because he's finish I feed 'em steriods to strengthen up all my chickens They flyin' over Pacific to be specific Triple C's you know it's back we holdin' sacks So nigga go on rat, run and tell 'em that Mo' cars, mo' hoes, mo' clothes, mo blows

[Hook]

[Verse 3]It's time to spend my thrills cuz I'm spinnin' wheels I ain't drove in a week them bitches spinnin' still Talk about me because these suckers scared to talk about me Killers talkin' bout me, it ain't no talk about me It ain't no walkin' 'round me, see all these killers 'round me Lot of drug dealin' 'round me goin' down in Dade County Don't tote no twenty-twos, Magnum cost me twenty-two Sat it on them twenty-twos, birds go for twenty-two Lil' mama super thick, she say she twenty-two She seen them twenty-twos, we in room two twenty-two I touch work like I'm convertible Burt I got distribution so I'm convertin' the work In the M-I-A-YAYO them niggaz rich off that YAYO Steady slangin' YAYO, my Chevy bangin' Yayo

[Hook]