Creepin' (Solo) - Chamillionaire ft Ludacris & The Game

Creepin' (Solo) is a song from Chamillionaire featuring Ludacris and The Game.



Lyrics:

[Chorus]
In the streets I´m peepin´ game
I can´t trust you no no
All up in my business mayne
I stay on the low-low
Say they really really fake
Can´t mess wit´ you no mo´
Closest people to you hate
So I be rollin´ solo
I´m creepin´ on the low-low
Creepin´ on the low-low
Creepin on the low-low
I be rollin´ I be rollin´ solo
I´m creepin´ on the low
Creepin´ on the low-low
Creepin´ on the low-low
I be rollin´ I be rollin´ solo
I´m creepin´ on the low

[Chamillionaire]
I came in the game with a bang
And I did it all with no cosigner
I be bragging like I´m the best
Like Professor X is my ghost writer
Read your mind slum dog Chamillionaire
But I couldn´t accept the oscar
I ain´t never been a actor
Plus they wouldn´t let me in the spot with my chopper
[record scratch] the industry is backwards to me
All the ganstas is on the net
And all the nerds claim that they in the streets
Bi-lingual so pig latin is about to be my new third language
Get up off of my ickday cuz I´m legendary I´ve been famous
Hispanics like adios and the Japanese is like saiyonara
Africans is gonna see your Darpo I be here when you gone tomorra
I´ll be back that´s termination
Extermination you don´t exist
I´ll show I´m it and you know I´m pissed
Tick tick boom and you got a hole in your ears
If you knew my past and you knew my cash
I´m better stacked that you never diss
The villian´s back and venom black
When I click clack I will never miss
I can´t lose before I do
You coming too so tell em this
I put lipstick on my hollow tip
I put it in a clip and then blow a kiss

[Repeat Chorus]

[The Game]
Trapper turned rapper dapper then damn
who the fuck you think it is
Ridin up in the benz
Totin two twins
Racktop in the wind
24 inch rims
From the west side west side it´s him
East side I´m stumblin in timbs
Down south keep a chrome mouth
sippin on sizzurp with a chrome mouth
In T-E-X I´m a asshole renagade like castro
Any hood it´s all good fuckin with my cash flow
Desert eagle give a nigga what he ask for
Solo nigga gotta ride dolo
Burst taped under the red and black bolo
Liquored up fill your cup
Been a paper boy since jigga what
Luda Chamilitary and the Shooter
Tires burning rubber til they bald like buda
Platinum plaque back to back
Nigga got a ball nigga never go soft
Never fall off never not be rich
Blacked out benz with the baseball stitch
They clutchin they lovin
The way that we thuggin
I´m back on my grind
They hatin but fuck em

[Repeat Chorus]

[Ludacris]
I be creeping lower than low
Light another blunt I´m smoking the dro
Chokin´ lokin´ never provoke him
And a drunk´ll get popped and I´ll open the do´
Lungs full of smoke
That means slower than slow
Feel like I´m trapped and there´s nowhere to go
So I just pull out the bazooka (blah)
Put a fuckin´ hole in the flo´
Luda! I´m so dope wit´ the flow
Trunk fulla speakers pocket fulla good
How much wood could a wood chuck chuck
If a wood chuck could chuck wood
Grain grippin´ on the wheel
Turn it turn it
Blow another stack
I earned it earned it
Blow another amp
Pull another tramp
Light another blunt
Burn it burn it
Flame it up hear my flow I changed it up
Everybody grab your gats and hold ´em load ´em sock ´em lock ´em cock ´em and aim it up
Bang it up off in the sky
Catch me rollin´ off in the ride
26 inches
Leave ´em defenseless
45 always tucked in the side
Open your eyes see me cruisin´
´cuz I keep winning and these boys keep losing
Plus I´m the pimp of the year
Playas is hatin´ and hoes is choosing
Look at all the hoes you losing
Then look at all the game I got
And you can catch me creepin´ on the low-low
Luda ridin´ solo beatin´ the block!

[Repeat Chorus]

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Radio Song - Days Difference

Days Difference, a Virginia-based band, released their new single Radio Song on March 24th.



Lyrics:

As the days turn into weeks
You and I, we hardly speak
The flowers bloom in the month of June
But that really doesn't matter because I lost you

A melody comes suddenly
A love sick song for the symphony
I write these words to catch your ear
And the world will sing along for you my dear

But you take it, you forget
I know, I know, I'm losing it
Cause you waste it on regret
The time, the moment that we met

Get out of my head, radio song
Get out of my head, radio song
Let's pretend that this never happened

I work too hard and I never sleep
I'm all too done but I'm incomplete
Do you think I could see you at another time?
Cause I'm out singing late on a Friday night

I'll slow down when I'm fifty-four
With a million words and a thousand scores
But is it really worth it if you're all alone
Living in a mansion that's an empty home

But I'll take it, I'll forget
I know, I know, I'm losing it
Cause I waste it on regret
The time, the moment that you left

Get out of my head, radio song
Get out of my head, radio song
Get out of my head, radio song
Get out of my head, radio song

We can't stop, we can't rewind
These words keep playing through my mind
So can we just restart
From places where we weren't apart?

Get out of my head radio song
Get out of my head radio song
Get out of my head radio song
Get out of my head radio song
Get out of my head radio song
Get out of my head radio song
Let's pretend this never happened

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Starstruck - Meagan Good

Actress and film producer Meagan Good has a new song entitled "Starstruck".




No lyrics available. Sorry for the inconvenience.

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Pucker Up (Kiss My Swag) - Ciara

"Pucker Up (Kiss My Swag)" is a song off Ciara's upcoming album "Fantasy Ride" which is set to be released on May 4th.



Lyrics:

[Darkchild:]
Yeahh...
Uhh...
Darkchild!

[Ciara:]
Shawty you can kiss my swag
Hello, hello, hello, mwah!
Hello, hello, hello, hello

Everybody riding shotgun, scared to play the driver
Ci, got the pedal to the medal going super lightspeed
They say I'm far to gone, that's right yep, yep
I'm far to gone, these dollars signs, they follow me
Eh-Everywhere that I go

You don't like how I rock my swag
How ya gonna tell me how to rock my swag
I'mma wear my SuperGirl swag
If you don't like it , you can kiss my swag

You don't like how I rock my swag
How ya gonna tell me how to rock my swag
I'mma wear my SuperGirl swag
If you don't like it , you can kiss my swag

Pucker up
It'll make you famous ha-hollywood
Pucker up
Just kiss my, just kiss, just kiss kiss my
Pucker up
I can see you feenin', my swag is waitin'
Pucker up, pucker up, pucker up
Sma-sma-smooches

Just kiss, just kiss my,
Why don't you just kiss my (swag) (pucker up)
Just kiss, just kiss my (swag),
Why don't you just kiss my (swag) (pucker up)
Kiss kiss kiss kiss my (swag),
Why don't you just kiss my (swag) (pucker up)
Just kiss just kiss my (swag)
Just kiss, just kiss, kiss my (swag)

I gotta save myself, 'cause I'm just by myself
Keep trynna sit me down, the world is my playground
I'm gonna do me, no matter how you do me
Money is still green, so pay me like you owe me (yup!)

You don't like how I rock my swag
How ya gonna tell me how to rock my swag
I'mma wear my SuperGirl swag
If you don't like it , you can kiss my swag

You don't like how I rock my swag
How ya gonna tell me how to rock my swag
I'mma wear my SuperGirl swag
If you don't like it , you can kiss my swag

Pucker up
It'll make you famous ha-hollywood
Pucker up
Just kiss my, just kiss, just kiss kiss my
Pucker up
I can see you feenin', my swag is waitin'
Pucker up, pucker up, pucker up
Sma-sma-smooches

Just kiss, just kiss my,
Why don't you just kiss my (swag) (pucker up)
Just kiss, just kiss my (swag),
Why don't you just kiss my (swag) (pucker up)
Kiss kiss kiss kiss my (swag),
Why don't you just kiss my (swag) (pucker up)
Just kiss just kiss my (swag)
Just kiss, just kiss, kiss my (swag)

It's hard enough trynna keep it up, without fallin' off
You got all the place looking, eh, eh...
When I close my eyes and I shake this lame disguise
Gimme on my toush a kiss
Girl I made you of your one


Pucker up
It'll make you famous ha-hollywood
Pucker up
Just kiss my, just kiss, just kiss kiss my
Pucker up
I can see you feenin', my swag is waitin'
Pucker up, pucker up, pucker up
Sma-sma-smooches

Pucker up
It'll make you famous ha-hollywood
Pucker up
Just kiss my, just kiss, just kiss kiss my
Pucker up
I can see you feenin', my swag is waitin'
Pucker up, pucker up, pucker up
My smooches

Just kiss, just kiss my,
Why don't you just kiss my (swag) (pucker up)
Just kiss, just kiss my (swag),
Why don't you just kiss my (swag) (pucker up)
Kiss kiss kiss kiss my (swag),
Why don't you just kiss my (swag) (pucker up)
Just kiss just kiss my (swag)
Just kiss, just kiss, kiss my (swag)

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My Flow So Tight (Anti-Breezy) - Jump Smokers

My Flow So Tight is a diss song for Chris Brown from the Jump Smokers (after the Chris Brown-Rihana incident). It has started to gain airplay in major US cities. What do you think about this song?



Lyrics:

My flow so tight and the beats so sick
my flow so tight and the beats so sick
my flow so tight and the beats so sick
chris brown should get his ass kicked
chris brown should get his ass kicked kicked kicked
my flow so tight and the beats so sick
Chris Brown should get his ass kicked

Ass kicked [5x]

My flow so tight and the beats so sick
chris brown should get his ass kicked

Boy hits girl, boy should be taken down
No matter who's around
The more I search yo the more I found
That there's a curse to this last name Brown
Dude can dance, hey yo dude gets loose
Dude should come clean and tell the truth
All the money in the world but it's no excuse
Career suicide yo here's the noose

Boy hits girl, boy should be taken down
No matter who's around
The more I search yo the more I found
That there's a curse to this last name Brown
Dude can dance, hey yo dude gets loose
Dude should come clean and tell the truth
All the money in the world but it's no excuse
Career suicide yo here's the noose

My flow so tight and the beats so sick
my flow so tight and the beats so sick
my flow so tight and the beats so sick

My flow so tight and the beats so sick
my flow so tight and the beats so sick
my flow so tight and the beats so sick

chris brown should get his ass kicked

Ass kicked [5x]

Boy hits girl, boy should be taken down
No matter who's around
The more I search yo the more I found
That there's a curse to this last name Brown
Dude can dance, hey yo dude gets loose
Dude should come clean and tell the truth
All the money in the world but it's no excuse
Career suicide yo here's the noose

Boy hits girl, boy should be taken down
No matter who's around
The more I search yo the more I found
That there's a curse to this last name Brown
Dude can dance, hey yo dude gets loose
Dude should come clean and tell the truth
All the money in the world but it's no excuse
Career suicide yo here's the noose

My flow so tight and the beats so sick
my flow so tight and the beats so sick
my flow so tight and the beats so sick

My flow so tight and the beats so sick
my flow so tight and the beats so sick
my flow so tight and the beats so sick

chris brown should get his ass kicked

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Give It To Me Right (Remix) - Melanie Fiona ft Talib Kweli

Here's a remix of Melanie Fiona's "Give It To Me Right" featuring Talib Kweli.



Lyrics (Partial):

[Talib verse]

[Melanie:]
I don't want it all the time,
But when I get it, I better be satisfied
So give it to me right,
Or don't give it to me at all

I don't think you understand
How real it is for me to find a man who thinks he can
So give it to me right or don't give it to me at all
Yeah yeah

Okay okay he's got my number and
You can't, you can't warn me baby here I am
Either you make the time or just forget me

I'm not, I'm not tryna run your life
That's why, that's why I'm nobody's wife
But when I want, when I want it
You gotta be ready


I don't think you understand
How real it is for me to find a man who thinks he can
So give it to me right or don't give it to me at all
Yeah yeah

On time, on time I expect you to be
Oh my, oh my baby in my fantasy
You can't get it right
Then just forget it

No ways okay for you to go around
Oh oh, today
You better make a touch down
You know what I like
Won't you accept it

Uuuuh
I don't want it all the time
But when I want it
You better make me smile
So give it to me right
Or don't give it to me at all

I don't think you understand
If you can't please me I know someone who can
Give it to me right
Or don't give it to me at all

This is the real life baby
This is the life that makes me say

Yeah yea, yea, yea, yea


This is the real thing baby

When I'm alone I can make me say
Yeah yea, yea, yea, yea

I don't want it all the time,
But when I want it
You better make me smile
So give it to me right
Or don't give it to me at all

I don't think you understand
If you can't please me
I know someone who can
So give it to me right
Or don't give it to me at all

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Break Up - Mario ft Gucci Mane & Sean Garrett

Here's a new song from Mario entitled "Break Up" featuring Gucci Mane & Sean Garrett off his upcoming album "And Then There Was Me" which is scheduled to be released on June.




We don't have the lyrics yet. Sorry for the inconvenience.
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