Justin Bieber– Happy New Year Feat Jaden Smith

Justin Bieber– Happy New Year  Feat Jaden Smith

lyrics:

Girl it’s almost the new year, and its too clear,
me you and a Root Beer.
Float in my house bout to count down
cause we got the whole crew here
yo they bout to party hardy Lookin for a hottie with a nice body
ohh y’all have fun with that we dont need the mistletoe
we was under that like 20 minutes ago
and if you can give me all your love
you better give me some more
the new years comin you aint trippin no more
so I don’t need music bout to listen to your ‘ h-h-h-h-h heart beat
try to stop me if you want to but you know
you don’t want to so don’t do it,
dont ruin the moment I put me and you in
Its the start of the new year baby, baby yeah
and I know what to do with it baby baby yeah
Im gonna make your cheeks red when I kiss your neck
girl I’m never leavin cause you are the best baby
Yeah yeah I wanna give you everything
Never feel cause girl you’re comming home with me yeah
5 4 3 2 1 kiss me kiss me
5 4 3 2 1 kiss me kiss me
Its the new year me and you girl yeah know this love is true
I remember when you moved here everything was oh so new and
yeah I promise to be true and i’ll give all my love to you
Jaden Smith is to my right thats the cougar and he’s got a root beer
Uh got friends I called em all
cause 2012 is the year of the love
and we gon’ start it off
we can get a plane today and get a car toma’
we dont do it small at all
no girl tell me what i gotta to do
I can be the beat that you rockin to
I can do anything nothing is impossible especially with you girl
and i never need a new girl
this love is true girl
aye welcome to the crew girl
2012 im so excited
the mayans was lien nobodys dyin’
yeah girl but you knew that
knockin at your door like ‘Who’s That?’
yes I love you, you say true dat
guys they want you I say too bad
Yeah yeah I wanna give you everything
never feel cause girl you’re comming home with me yeah
5 4 3 2 1 kiss me kiss me (x2)
If you got a girl put your hand up
ladies if you got a man put your hands up
if you got a girl put your hand up
ladies if you got a man put your hands up
girl 2012 is the year to be better stronger
closer to the people around you so grab someone special
and just
5 4 3 2 1 kiss me kiss me (x4)

Skillz – 2011 Rap Up Lyrics

Skillz – 2011 Rap Up Lyrics

Well excuse me, take a few minutes to mellow out
Your boy Skillz back on the mic to tell about
The year 2011, who else gonna spit it to you?
And since you keep asking, I guess (I’m gonna give it to you)
The year started off with predictions galore
With birds falling out the sky and fish washing ashore
Great! What a way to start the race
Then Gucci Mane gets an ice cream cone tatted on his face
Thinking about a face tat? Reconsider
Ciara got played by Rihanna on twitter
Kim K proved she could hardly sing
And we got caught up in the madness of Charlie Sheen
(Winning!)
If you didn’t hear, Rebecca Black’s best day of the week?
Worst song of the year
And the quake left the coast of Japan in ruins
Y’all watched the royal wedding
Like you actually knew ‘em!
And the government was slacking and causing distractions
Talking about shutting down. I knew that wasn’t gonna happen!
I shout Obama though in sinister fashion
Cause we ended up toe-tagging the boy Bin Laden
But Oprah tho? She went out like a pro
And kept it real classy for her very last show
Got her own network, but that’s moving kinda slow
The moral of the story is “be careful what you ask for”
Anthony Weiner had it rough
Weiner tweeted his weiner, fam I aint making this up!
And the media wins, cause I’d be damned if we
Couldnt take our eyes of Casey Anthony
Innocent? I was sure they caught her
Is it me or that one bad episode of Law & Order
And Schwarzenegger? He need a life teacher
Bruh, you going raw tho? In the housekeeper?
And every girl in the world went crazy
When Beyonce announced she was having her baby
That’s power! But ladies, you can calm down
It’s not like you getting invited to a baby shower!
And Kim K said the wedding wasn’t fake
Her marriage? That was shorter than the East Coast earthquake
And yeah we watched the throne
But Lil Wayne’s jeggings? Man, them pants had a life of they own
A couple twitter beefs got escalated
But the best one was Ray J and Fab in Vegas
They had me laughing out loud
I wonder where Ray is (I’m with the money team)
Protestors got deep, and people went from
Occupying Wall Street to occupying all streets
Technology? Full-blown
Cause if you don’t have an iPhone
Well.. you don’t have an iPhone
RIP to Steve Jobs fasho
Cause that’s how you change the world before you go
Conrad Murray tho? Hit with fines
And found guilty, he gon have to do that time
Herman Cain rocked out and dropped out
The NFL dodged it, but the NBA had a lockout
That threw the season off-course
Damn Kobe! No prenup? Now a divorce?
Vanessa gonna see a lot of cake
So don’t be surprised if Kobe misses every shot he takes
This year was so crazy, and that old lady
Know damn well that Bieber aint fathered her baby
Just cause I wanna do it, for no reason at all
I’mma just throw in a “Maybach Music”
The troops came home and that was great
There’s no humor to be found in
What was done at Penn State
3000 home runs, Jeter’s the dude
And people still getting famous off of Youtube views
The white girl rapping was my choice
But where’s the homeless guy? The one with the radio voice!
Kept winning tho, and you ain’t gotta be a wife
To be on the wife reality show
A lot of death’s this year, was a shame to see
From Amy Winehouse to my man Heavy D
We lost a lot of people to say the least
And they will all be missed, may they rest in peace
Y’all take care of yourselves
And make sure you celebrate life in 2012

Tyga Feat. Lil Wayne – Faded lyrics

Tyga Feat. Lil Wayne – Faded

[Tyga]
Young Nino, f-ck a bitch in a peacoat
Carlito, Scarface, Al Pacino
Bun B though, Pimp C, R.I.P though
I goes deep in that p-ssy, Dan Marino
She wanna be the one, f-ck her to my own single
Break a bitch hard, no future Miss Cleo
Snap back, au-au-automatic reload
Flyer than a f-ck-ng beatle, you can’t beat ‘em
Vampire f-ck up your evening
I pop up and eat lunch, leave you in the cement
Don’t believe it, stripe like a f-cking adidas
The gun Selena, give a n-gga Beiber fever
Real f-ck-ng hot, put it in park
Take a shot, higher than a tube sock
You a bop, give me top top, as I load the guap
Man these n-ggas say I’m fly but to her I’m God
[Hook]
I’m faded faded faded
My n-gga I’m faded faded faded (x7)
And I don’t give a f-ck
[Tyga]
F-ck is up, n-gga’s stomping in my Chucks
Yeah I make it rain dear, cause I’m all ’bout my bucks
Use the butt up in the front, d-ck up in her cunt
And I put her in her hole, holy, one, quat quat
Ergggh
Super McNasty, why you McLovin
When the b-tch call me daddy
Pimp no caddy, she wish she never had me
Treat her like a dog, called the b-tch Lassy
Young savvy, bang her like Cincinatti
Above average, f-fly like I’m Aladdin
They bend backwards, done the p-ssy at them
I’m Ben Wallace, dunk up in your basket
Balls in the air, no games, I’m serious, double dare
There’s too many b-tches, Why these n-ggas wanna stare
Pat Ron up in here, This ain’t no beer
[Hook]
[Lil' Wayne]
Mama, there go that monster
Abracadabra, Magic Johnson
My mutherf-cking doctor, said I need a doctor
So I called house, now I am a pill popper
Faded like skinnys, Young Money we winning
I told her if I change, she won’t get a penny
Milking this shit, pregnant bitch tities
Bringing home the bacon, I’m f-ckin’ Miss Piggy
Loaded like a semi, semi naked pictures
She knows my d-ck, she call it nigga Richard
Prior to me coming, I had to stick my thumb in
I asked one time, smell my finger make you vomit
Flyer than a hornet, the shoe fit I worn it
She tried to jack me off, can’t beat it, join it
Tunechi, punechi, that what she call it
Flag Scarlett, I killed it, mourned it
[Hook]

T.I Ft Dr. Dre & Trey Songz – Popped Off lyrics

T.I Ft Dr. Dre & Trey Songz – Popped Off

[Verse 1: T.I.]
See a party ain’t a party til the doc walk in it
It’s hard to get it started til I hopped off in it
Then it got so crunk one minute
Since ya dead, get the witnesses just listen
I came in hot, then I saw
As soon as I arrived then this shit popped off
Shit popped off
It’s officially a gangsta party
You can lean, she came to party
Then the shit popped off (popped off)
Shit popped off (popped off)
Niggas hands in the air, bitches takin’ tops off
Put the chronic in the air and the shit popped off
[Verse 2: Dr. Dre]
It’s been a while since you heard these beats
You’re malnourished
But he’s back now, to flood these streets
He shall flourish
Others try but they lack courage
In fact, this track was on the back burner at least
So back to the lab I had to go
But it was too magical, so
Here, doctor smackable’s back, ask if it’s tactical, sure is
Girl, I hope your vaginal has indoors
Cause I’m about to do somethin’ tragical
Rest assure this
The homie hit the OE flow, you know me from before
But you don’t know me like this, so do see do
Get on top of me and ride me like a rodeo, ho
I’ll have you OD’ing on dick, this belong to your soul
For loneliness, I’ll kill your loneliness
But only just for one night
Yeah, that was fun, right? But I gotta go
I got a bottle of Mo and fo’ mo’ lil’ mommy’s
Lookin’ like models, waitin’ at the do’ inside of my ho-tel
All ready to swallow and yo, follow the flow and traffic to the top flo’
And you gonna smell a lot of Merlot, a lot of chronic for sho’
Gin and tonic so from the top to the bottom, let’s go
[Hook]
Order some more bottles, come on momma
Would you like a drink on me?
To me it’s no problem if you wanna baby come and drink with me
She take it off at the do’, she take it off at the do’
Get that ass on the flo’, go, go
To me, there’s no problem if you wanna, baby come drink with me
[Verse 3: T.I]
Bright lights, late nights
Drop auto-mobiles outside hotels with a lot of hoes
Bottles poured, blow a lot of dro, no powder though
Everywhere you tryin’ to go, I been a long time ago
Swag done surpassed, my style is so spazz, I pop tags daily
Drop Phantom, four eighty
Walk up in the place, and all the ladies go crazy
Want to get impregnated but all they need is throat babies
They runnin’ up and askin’ me
“Is it true you know Shady
Dr. Dre be hangin’ out with you, for real? How chill”
Like a magnet attracted to a nigga gettin’ money
I tell ‘em, “Neal down, suck a nigga dick or somethin’”
Rubberband poppin’ off the bank roll
Hoppin’ out the champagne Rolls, with the automatic do’s
Pockets on swoll, both wrists so froze
King of the South, balls out on the West Coast
Let’s toast
[Hook]
Order some more bottles, come on momma
Would you like a drink on me?
To me it’s no problem if you, baby come and drink with me
She take it off at the do’, she take it off at the do’
Get that ass on the flo’, go, go
To me, there’s no problem if you wanna, baby come drink with me
You can have the time of your life, it’s alright
Make it a night to remember, how couldn’t you remember?
You can have the time of your life, it’s alright
Make it a night to remember, how couldn’t you remember?

Crooked I – C.O.B. Motto (The Motto Remix) lyrics

Crooked I – C.O.B. Motto (The Motto Remix)

[Hook]
Sut-sut is the motto
Spark up some loud, man, crack another bottle
COB deep in the streets like a pothole
You know who to follow
Crooked Intriago
[Verse 1]
You are now tuned in, the lens zoomed in
The cameras recording, my Concord Jordans
Move from the shoes to the Trues to the Gucci belt
COB shirt, then it move to the dude who the face of the West Coast
Let’s go get ‘em
Fresh flow kill ‘em
Less momentum for y’all
Beats, I vandalize them all
Should start writing rhymes with a Sharpie on your wall
Wanna ball how I ball?
Gotta trip Pau Gasol, that’s all
That means I’mma ball til I fall
Niggas mad they ain’t in my tax bracket
I take the high road, it lacks traffic
Gat pack is my bad habit
Still I jump in the cypher and backpack it, I’m that active
Versatility’s the verse abilities
Get money but learn humility, you feeling me? Church
I willingly work
You Little League niggas don’t know about them skirts
Who be feeling that purple pill in me
Head under her dress, fuck it, I’m wilding
Same reason that Mona Lisa was smiling
Top floor of the Ritz
I’m looking down at the roof of the Staples
Divide the truth from the fables, maybe
I’m signed to lucrative label
You become one of my stallions, your future is stable
I went from the train to the Bentley with the bucket seats
For fucking up rugged beats
Thugging in public streets
Love it when suckers speak
On the House Gang, you’ll be done in a couple weeks
Soon as the single drop
Go get the Beats by Dre speakerbox while we shine like the equinox
You need to not think we going soft, either
Keep a Glock, squeeze at you while your people watch
Told you it get greater later
Don’t be a David Stern — I mean a player hater
Wait up — let’s toast 2012
A shot of Ciroc for my people in the prison cell
Let’s toast 2012
A shot of Ciroc for my people in the prison cell, yeah
Free Tray Deee
[Hook]

Raekwon – Chinese Marines Ft. Mobb Deep lyrics

Raekwon – Chinese Marines Ft. Mobb Deep

[Hook]
Sut-sut is the motto
Spark up some loud, man, crack another bottle
COB deep in the streets like a pothole
You know who to follow
Crooked Intriago
[Verse 1]
You are now tuned in, the lens zoomed in
The cameras recording, my Concord Jordans
Move from the shoes to the Trues to the Gucci belt
COB shirt, then it move to the dude who the face of the West Coast
Let’s go get ‘em
Fresh flow kill ‘em
Less momentum for y’all
Beats, I vandalize them all
Should start writing rhymes with a Sharpie on your wall
Wanna ball how I ball?
Gotta trip Pau Gasol, that’s all
That means I’mma ball til I fall
Niggas mad they ain’t in my tax bracket
I take the high road, it lacks traffic
Gat pack is my bad habit
Still I jump in the cypher and backpack it, I’m that active
Versatility’s the verse abilities
Get money but learn humility, you feeling me? Church
I willingly work
You Little League niggas don’t know about them skirts
Who be feeling that purple pill in me
Head under her dress, fuck it, I’m wilding
Same reason that Mona Lisa was smiling
Top floor of the Ritz
I’m looking down at the roof of the Staples
Divide the truth from the fables, maybe
I’m signed to lucrative label
You become one of my stallions, your future is stable
I went from the train to the Bentley with the bucket seats
For fucking up rugged beats
Thugging in public streets
Love it when suckers speak
On the House Gang, you’ll be done in a couple weeks
Soon as the single drop
Go get the Beats by Dre speakerbox while we shine like the equinox
You need to not think we going soft, either
Keep a Glock, squeeze at you while your people watch
Told you it get greater later
Don’t be a David Stern — I mean a player hater
Wait up — let’s toast 2012
A shot of Ciroc for my people in the prison cell
Let’s toast 2012
A shot of Ciroc for my people in the prison cell, yeah
Free Tray Deee
[Hook]

R. Kelly – I Quit You

R. Kelly – I Quit You

I quit you, no more, baby, no more
I quit you, you’re driving me crazy
I quit you, madly you go boy so bye, bye
I quit you, cause you hurt me
But no more boy, so why
Out of all the changes we’ve been through
I got feelings for you
But I can’t take this no more
It’s such a shame we have to go our separate ways
Just to show you I’m not the one you just can’t play
I feel for you
Wanna be there for you
But baby boy I gotta keep it real with you
So I can not just let you run over me so
I quit you, no more, baby, no more
I quit you, you’re driving me crazy
I quit you, madly you go boy so bye, bye
I quit you, cause you hurt me
But no more boy, so why
Nothing can compare to the love that we once shared
There was love on, up until
You went and changed on me
And everybody knew that you were playing me
Oh yeah, love was so good that I was blind
I feel for you
Wanna be there for you
But baby boy I gotta keep it real with you
And I can not let you just run over me, so
I quit you, no more, baby, no more
I quit you, you’re driving me crazy
I quit you, madly you go boy so bye, bye
I quit you, cause you hurt me
But no more boy, so why
I’m about to change the lock
Girl I
So you can’t get to my heart
And I’ll throw away the key
So you can’t get in to me
Got my mind on another place
I can find someone who understands
To get myself another man, cause you ain’t right boy
I quit you, no more, baby, no more
I quit you, you’re driving me crazy
I quit you, yes I do
You hurt me for the last time
I quit you, oh boy, playing these games with my mind
I quit you. oh yeah
I quit you, I quit you yes I do
I quit you
I quit you
Yeah
I quit you
Means no more kisses, no more huggin’, no more lovin’