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"You can probably tell from the attitude, I got it! Them chick so bark, like a mother fucking florist Playing with me, I suggest you set the game to Lopez I’ve been playing in work, you’re an intern in"

"David Guetta i Justin Bieber postanowili połączyć swoje siły. Kanadyjski wokalista i francuski DJ ujawnili, że ich wspólna produkcja będzie nosić tytuł "2U". Piosenka ujrzy światło dzienne 9 czerwca 2017"

"you put me on a pedestal and tell me i am the best raise me up in the sky until i am short of breath fill me up with confidence i say what’s in my chest spill my words and tear me down until there’s nothing"

"You’re not trying to be perfect Nobody’s perfect, but you are, to me It’s how you take my breath away Fill the words that I don’t say I wish somehow, I could say them now Oh, oh, I could say them now,"

"And on, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive And on, I can fly, I can fly, I can fly And on, I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive And I'm loving every second minute hour bigger better stronger power I got that"

"Cause I can't take it no more No you ain't like them bitches, tell them hoes adios And you can drop your panties, leave them shits at the door Dior falls on the floor, I swear we been here before I'm"

"Cause I can’t take it no more No you ain’t like them bitches, tell them hoes adios And you can drop your panties, leave them shits at the door Dior falls on the floor, I swear we been here before I’m tryna"

"Yeah, check it out, see The only thing you need to do right here is Is nod your fuckin' head Yeah, yeah, break ya fuckin' neck, bitches Yeah, yeah, here we go now Where we goin' now? Where we goin' now? Give"

"Come they told me pa rum pa pum pum A newborn king to see, pa rum pa pum pum Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pa pum pum To lay before the king, pa rum pa pum pum, rum pa pum pum, rum pa pum pum Rum"

"(feat. Busta Rhymes and Rampage) Yes y'all, in the parTY I be Busta Rhymes y'all And my nigga Ramp, The Last Boy Scout Showin you what we talkin bout, HAAAH! Feel me out, listen to what I say Listen"

"<(Verse 1 - Obie Trice) Yeah, Obie Trice, real name no gimmicks I came in the game, profane no image I came in the game, with a name I was given from a mayn who ain't give a fuck about his child-ren I proclaim the name though, never in vain no Watch the change grow, a young nigga who didn't gain from fame Copped the Range Ro', now they want my brains on the main road They don't understand what I came for How I came fo', with a million sold Who say you can't grow from mildew and mold Gettin money like Ross Perot I'm often told, a coffin's the routes I go Oh that's the road you on, oh no I'm down for the rifle, tone the fo fo Don't ever try to send a nigga home, no no I know you wanna catch me at Sunoco Show me that your loco put holes in my photo NOPE!, HOPE!, hold toast, no jokes, send slugs through your Polo Just cause our thug roll solo And po' zone grown folk, be a cold negro Be-low, your grieved up people Be-lieve that the boy see no evil (Chorus - Busta Rhymes) OHH! I had you yellin out when I backed a 30/30 Rifle OHH! Too late for niggaz to get religious and start readin they Bible OHH! See you can yell like other niggaz, your pickin a dirty psycho OHH! See you should make peace instead of makin me become a psycho (Verse 2 - Obie Trice) I visualized it, O. Trice at 25 survived it Bright but violent, invite the violence Fist fight a fireman, be a tyrant 'Til these niggaz nights is silent O. Trice from a trife environment He 'Rock's the Mic' no sight of retirin Maybe when the bank accounts light like a fire thin I'm in the position to hire other clients then Meanwhile I'm a virus like Iverson A nigga crossover, Europeans admirin And the soldier's retirin, I ain't buyin Motherfuckers actin like you denyin them Who tryin a nigga, who use buyers I figure your crew tired, my trigger introduces VIOLENCE Loose the sirus, you in hospital, orange juice and vitamins No coke (Chorus) (Verse 3 - Obie Trice) A derelict who inherited hustle My heritage married the street struggle Like a couple of a great unk's ago (yeah) So this blood streams through my nuts Seems like I wasn't in touch When the teacher's ass spoke Nope, naw I was just a preacher in oath Sit on the bleachers and flip coke The only reach you got through my dome Niggaz yaffle so the gat'll be chrome Pull the window raffle, so I scramble with a track and the phones (woo) Fuck a act and a clone, this is actual happening's that's factual back in my home This is rap, but I ain't rappin so you clappin the zone Think we trapped in the act, for the sake of performin (nigga) This is your warnin, run up on the wrong And your tissue is burning a hundred degrees warm (Blaap) O. Treezy's gone, my nigga Buzz bring the track back here for 'em C'mon (Chorus)"

"Przelot, przelot, przelot Przelot, przelot, przelot tak mi mijają dni suko nie wiesz co to przelot tak, przelot zamykali drzwi suko nie wiesz co to przelot tak, przelot tak mi mijają dni pamiętam jak"

""Cold Water" - taki tytuł będzie nosił pierwsza piosenka Major Lazer z albumu szykowanego na 2016 rok - ogłosił nw mediach społecznościowych Diplo. Wiadomo już, że w utworze gościnnie pojawią się Justin"

"Hahah, no cap I am the one One the 2 Haha Yeah! Fiedin’ for you love every damn day Put my love above Drive me insine A little Hennessy A lotta d’usse Baby, make a movie with me Blu-ray Could’ve saved"

"She say she love my lolly She wanna make it pop She say she love my lolly She wanna kiss the top She say she love my lolly She love my lollipop She say she love my lolly She say she love my lolly She"

"Bitches calling my phone like i am locked up nonstop From the plane to the fucking helicopter Cops pulling up like i am giving drugs out nah nah I am popstar not a doctor Bitches calling my phone like"

"Guess your outta luck It too bad for yaa, you aint got the stuff that she looking for, she leaving with me. this aint your lucky night, cause you dont qualify Time to say goodbye, cause she dont want you"

"I'mma make you work for it I'mma make you work I'mma make you work for it I'mma make you work I'mma make you sweat for it That good kinda hurt I'mma make you work for it I'mma make you work You wanna"

"if I am out at the bar havin’ a night on the town life of the party, pourin’ shots of the brown and you see me from the street but I don’t turn around would you say: hi? would you keep going? if I told"

"Game - Like Father, Like Son Lyrics Add to MyLyrics | Submit Corrections (Verse 1: The Game) June 30th, 11:07 I got that call She 8 centimeters, my lil' man about to fall Scuffing my Air Forces,"