Friday, March 25, 2011

Racks on racks

(Intro)
YC
What U Got
Racks On Racks On Racks
He Got Racks On Racks On Racks
We Got Racks On Racks On Raaaaacks (Leh Go)
I Got I Got Racks On Racks On Racks
She Got Racks On Racks On Racks
They Got Racks On Racks On Racks

(Chorus)
Got Campaigne Going So Strong
Getting Brain While Im Talking On Da Phone
Spend Money When Ya Money's Long
Real Street Niggas Aint No Clone
We At Da Top Where We Belong
Straight Lean, Rozay', Patron
Smoking On thousand Dollas Worth Of Strong
When Da Club Bout To Hear Dis Sooonngg

Got Racks On Racks On Racks
Racks On Racks On Racks
Racks On Racks On Racks
Got Racks On Racks On Raaaaaacks(x2)
N***as Hate Me Faall Baacck

(Verse 1 YC)
Gotta Car Lot In My Garage
Gotta Condo Down Near The Stars
Im Geeked Up Off Dem Bars
Gotta Car, I Aint Even Gotta Park
No Key Push Button To Start
She Aint A Dime I Won't Get Hard
Got Hoe's Dat Need A Green Card
Say Ima Dogg But I Don't Even Bark
Got Em Biting This Swag Like Sharks
When I Hit It Ima Knock It Out The Park
Trap Beat So Got Damn Hard
Got Kush, Got Lean, Got Bars
Got Remix Hard To Scale
Got Bricks Dont Need No Scale
Im Plugged In With The Mayor
Im Part Of The Cartel
That ReRock Aint No Clean
62 Hundred For A Neen
Said Fuck It All Up On Jeans
Ima True Religion Phein
Got Bands In The Pockets Of My Jeans
Need A Kickstand Way I Lean
Promethazine Phein, Styrofoam, Sprite And Lean

(Chorus)
Got Campaigne Going So Strong
Getting Brain While Im Talking On Da Phone
Spend Money When Ya Money's Long
Real Street Niggas Aint No Clone
We At Da Top Where We Belong
Straight Lean, Rozay', Patron
Smoking On thousand Dollas Worth Of Strong
When Da Club Bout To Hear Dis Sooonngg

Got Racks On Racks On Racks
Racks On Racks On Racks
Racks On Racks On Racks
Got Racks On Racks On Raaaaaacks(x2)
Niggas Hate Me...Try To Hold Baacckkk

(Verse 2 Future)
No Choice By Force I Sport
To Go And Cop Sum Ice
Designer On My Mojo
I Live In The Spotlight
Real Street Nigga Aint No Flaw
Yung Future Gotta Keep Dat Raw
My Swag I Gave To You Niggas
Ima Need Me A Round Of Applause
Bravo (Bravo) Bravo (Bravo) Bravo/ BRAVO BRAVO
Gotta Hundred Dollars Worth Of Clothes
Im Froze (Im Froze) Im Cold
I Keep Me A Big Bank Roll
I Aint Tricking Off On These Hoes
These Hoes Bringing Me They Soul
I Wil Never Sell My Soul
Cash Out On All These Cars
These Foreign (Foreign) Broads
Gotta Nigga Living In The Stars
Im On My Way To Mars
Got Keyshia, Pam And Nicki
They All Wanna Do A Minaj
A.1., Free Band, Free Vans...We Aint Never Gotta Got Dam Flarge


(Chorus)
Got Campaigne Going So Strong
Getting Brain While Im Talking On Da Phone
Spend Money When Ya Money's Long
Real Street Niggas Aint No Clone
We At Da Top Where We Belong
Straight Lean, Rozay', Patron
Smoking On thousand Dollas Worth Of Strong
When Da Club Bout To Hear Dis Sooonngg

Got Racks On Racks On Racks
Racks On Racks On Racks
Racks On Racks On Racks
Got Racks On Racks On Raaaaaacks(x2)
Niggas Hate Me...Try To Hold Baaccckk

(Verse 3 YC)
Gotta Know I Keep Dem Racks, I Stay Counting Them Stacks
Dem Girls Want Leave Me alone
One Fuck....Now She Attaaaatched
Flow Hot Don't Need No Match
Sell Work Dnt Pay No Tax
Im Turned Up To The Maxx
Don't Even Know How To Relaaaax
I Drink So Much Damn Lean
Had To Wake Up On A Bean
Got Racks Off In My Jeans
They Busting Out The Seeeeams
Got Kush All In My Lungs
Get High Like Cheech and Chong
Eight-Hundred A Zone
Ain't Blowing It Less It's Strooong
She Hate On My iPhone
Catch Mine And Then Im Gone
This Girl Want Leave Me Lone
I Can Not Take Her Hoooome
Im Gone Off Them Bars
Bitch Im Not A Star
Im Driving Foreign Cars
Strapped Up No Bodyguuaaaard

(Chorus)
Got Campaigne Going So Strong
Getting Brain While Im Talking On Da Phone
Spend Money When Ya Money's Long
Real Street N****s Aint No Clone
We At Da Top Where We Belong
Straight Lean, Rozay', Patron
Smoking On thousand Dollas Worth Of Strong
When Da Club Bout To Hear Dis Sooonngg

Got Racks On Racks On Racks
Racks On Racks On Racks
Racks On Racks On Racks
Got Racks On Racks On Raaaaaacks(x2)
Niggas Hate...Try To Hold Baaccckk


(YC)
Racks On Racks On Racks(x2)
Racks On Racks On Raaaaaacks[x2]

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Friday!!!

(Yeah, Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ah-Ark) 
Oo-ooh-ooh, hoo yeah, yeah 
Yeah, yeah 
Yeah-ah-ah 
Yeah-ah-ah 
Yeah-ah-ah 
Yeah-ah-ah 
Yeah, yeah, yeah 

Seven a.m., waking up in the morning 
Gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs 
Gotta have my bowl, gotta have cereal 
Seein' everything, the time is goin' 
Tickin' on and on, everybody's rushin' 
Gotta get down to the bus stop 
Gotta catch my bus, I see my friends (My friends) 

Kickin' in the front seat 
Sittin' in the back seat 
Gotta make my mind up 
Which seat can I take? 

It's Friday, Friday 
Gotta get down on Friday 
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend 
Friday, Friday 
Gettin' down on Friday 
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend 

Partyin', partyin' (Yeah) 
Partyin', partyin' (Yeah) 
Fun, fun, fun, fun 
Lookin' forward to the weekend 

7:45, we're drivin' on the highway 
Cruisin' so fast, I want time to fly 
Fun, fun, think about fun 
You know what it is 
I got this, you got this 
My friend is by my right, ay 
I got this, you got this 
Now you know it 

Kickin' in the front seat 
Sittin' in the back seat 
Gotta make my mind up 
Which seat can I take? 

It's Friday, Friday 
Gotta get down on Friday 
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend 
Friday, Friday 
Gettin' down on Friday 
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend 



Partyin', partyin' (Yeah) 
Partyin', partyin' (Yeah) 
Fun, fun, fun, fun 
Lookin' forward to the weekend 

Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday 
Today i-is Friday, Friday (Partyin') 
We-we-we so excited 
We so excited 
We gonna have a ball today 

Tomorrow is Saturday 
And Sunday comes after ... wards 
I don't want this weekend to end 

R-B, Rebecca Black 
So chillin' in the front seat (In the front seat) 
In the back seat (In the back seat) 
I'm drivin', cruisin' (Yeah, yeah) 
Fast lanes, switchin' lanes 
Wit' a car up on my side (Woo!) 
(C'mon) Passin' by is a school bus in front of me 
Makes tick tock, tick tock, wanna scream 
Check my time, it's Friday, it's a weekend 
We gonna have fun, c'mon, c'mon, y'all 

It's Friday, Friday 
Gotta get down on Friday 
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend 
Friday, Friday 
Gettin' down on Friday 
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend 

Partyin', partyin' (Yeah) 
Partyin', partyin' (Yeah) 
Fun, fun, fun, fun 
Lookin' forward to the weekend 

It's Friday, Friday 
Gotta get down on Friday 
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend, weekend 
Friday, Friday 
Gettin' down on Friday 
Everybody's lookin' forward to the weekend 

Partyin', partyin' (Yeah) 
Partyin', partyin' (Yeah) 
Fun, fun, fun, fun 
Lookin' forward to the weekend

More lyrics!

[Eric Turner]
Oh written in the stars
A million miles away
A message to the main
Ooooh
Seasons come and go
But I will never change
And I’m on my way

[Tinie Tempah - Verse 1]
Lets go…
Yeah
You’re listening now
They say they aint heard nothing like this in a while
Thats why they play my song on so many different dials
Cause I got more hits than a disciplined child
When they see me everybody brrrrrap’s, brrrrrraps
Man I’m like a young gun fully black Barrack
I cried tear drops over the massive attack
I only make hits like I work with a racket and bat
Look at my jacket and hat
So damn berserk
So down to earth
I’m bringing gravity back
Adopted by the major I want my family back
People work hard just to get all their salary taxed
Look Im just a writer from the ghetto like Malory blackman
Where the hells all the sanity at, damn
I used to be the kid that no one cared about
Thats why you have to keep screaming til they hear you out

[Chorus]
Oh Written In The Stars
A Million Miles Away

A Message To The Main
Ooooh
Seasons Come And Go
But I Will Never Change
And I'm On My Way

[Tinie Tempah - Verse 2]
Yeah, I needed a change
When we ate we never took because we needed a change
I needed a break
For a sec I even gave up believing and praying
I even done the legal stuff and was leaded astray
Now money is the root to the evilist ways
But have you ever been so hungry that it keeps you awake
Mate, now my hunger would leave them amazed
Great, it feels like a long time coming, fam
Since the day I thought of that cunning plan
One day I had a dream I tried to chase it
But I wasn’t going nowhere, running man!
I knew that maybe someday I would understand
Trying to turn a tenner to a hundred grand
Everyones a kid that no-one cares about
You just have to keep screaming until they hear you out

[Chorus]
Oh Written In The Stars
A Million Miles Away
A Message To The Main
Ooooh
Seasons Come And Go
But I Will Never Change
And I'm On My Way

[Outro]

My life in lyrics

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