Song Words

T.I. Lyrics (featuring Swizz Beatz) – Swing Ya Rag Song Words

Song Words by Artist / Band : T.I. ft Swizz Beatz
Song Lyrics Title : Swing Ya Rag
Taken from Album : Paper Trail
Single Released : August 26, 2008
Music Genre : Hip hop

(Song Data Information taken from : Wikipedia)

Chorus : Swizz Beatz
Alright, okay, I don’t dance, no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it round in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it round in the air

Alright, okay, I don’t dance, no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it round in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it round in the air

T.I
New Akoo outfit with a gucci rag
Tied to my beltloop and my louis bag
Full of stacks rubberbands round big cash
Got a sick swag til tha hataz get mad (come on)
We in the club homes gettin our thug on
Bottles of patron if you grown get your buzz on
We brought the broads out and brought the cars out
I’m like the moon I shine and bring the stars out
When it dark out get the squad out
We ball hard sucka n!gg@ eat ya heart out
I’m too advanced super swag in my louis pants
Ballin now my louis silk shirt match my louis rag

Chorus : Swizz Beatz
Alright, okay, I don’t dance, no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it round in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it round in the air

Alright, okay, I don’t dance, no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it round in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it round in the air

T.I
In mesabi big ballin is my hobby
I’m boppin while I’m walkin rag fallin out my pocket
If big money ain’t the topic homie I ain’t even talkin
Get it on by the workers but I’m cool with all the bosses
Catch me flossin at the mall talkin to a broad
She follow me and gucci and I taught her how to ball
3 pair shoes 4 shirts 6 rags
Chick said dad that’s more in my bag
Shawty I can show you how to spend this bread real fast
Then get a group of chicks to give you head real fast
Silk scarf hangin outa jeans ya’ll
Homie I ain’t thinkin I’m just doin my thing

Chorus : Swizz Beatz
Alright, okay, I don’t dance, no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it round in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it round in the air

Alright, okay, I don’t dance, no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it round in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it round in the air

T.I
I took some time off and now I’m back ya’ll
While your in the line at the club I’m in the back dawg
And when this song on ballas peel stacks off
And make it rain on them broads watch the stacks fall
And pull your rag out and wave it left, right
Let it sag with ya pants get ya swag just right
Ride bankhead flare flyin out the benz
Once a fool with it we gon’bring em out again

Chorus : Swizz Beatz
Alright, okay, I don’t dance, no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it round in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it round in the air

Alright, okay, I don’t dance, no way
I just take my Louis rag out and wave it round in the air
Take my Gucci rag out and wave it round in the air

The song Swing Ya Rag T.I ft Swizz Beatz was peaked at number 18 on the iTunes top songs chart in a day its release. This second single from T.I.’s upcoming album Paper Trail also made debut on Billboard Hot 100 on number 62 on week 37/2008

Young Jeezy featuring Kanye West Lyrics – Put On

Young Jeezy
I put on … (4x)
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city

Young Jeezy
When they see me off in traffic
They say “Jeezy on some other sh!t”
Send them pussy niggas
Runnin straight back to the dealership
Me I’m in my spaceship,
Thats right I work for Nasa
This seven H is not a fraud,
Call that bitch my bodyguard
Call that bitch your bodyguard?
Yeah, thats my bodyguard
wear a lot of jewelry
Young don’t do security
what’s whiter than a napkin,
Harder than a dinner plate
If you want it come and get it
You know I stay super straight
Ran up in my spots and now
I’m workin Out the Super 8
Know you niggas hungry,
Come and get a super plate
Y’all sing happy birthday,
Yeah I got that super cake
Hundred karat bracelet,
I use it like some super bait

Chorus : Young Jeezy
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on (east side)
Put on (south side)
Put on (west side)
Put on
(repeat)

Young Jeezy
Half bag, top back,
Ain’t nothin but a young thug
HKs, aK’s, i need to join a gun club
Big wheels, big straps,
You know I like it super sized
Passenger’s a redbone,
Her Weave look like some curly fries
Inside fish sticks, outside tartar sauce
Pocket full of celery,
Imagine what she tellin me
Blowin on asparagus,
The realest shit I ever smoked
Ridin to that Trap or Die,
The realest shit I ever wrote
They know I got that broccoli,
So I keep that glock on me
Don’t get caught without one,
Comin from where I’m from
Call me Jeezy Hamilton,
Flyin down Campbellton
So fresh, so clean,
On my way to Charlene

Chorus : Young Jeezy
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on (east side)
Put on (south side)
Put on (west side)
Put on
(repeat)

Kanye West
I put on … (3x)
I put on for my city, I put on for my
I put on for my city, I put on for my city
On…

Kanye West
I feel like there’s still
Niggas that owe me checks
I feel like there’s still
Bitches that owe me sex
I feel like this
But niggas don’t know the stress
I lost the only girl
In the world that know me best
I got the money and the fame
And that don’t mean sh!t
I got the Jesus on a chain,
Man that don’t mean sh!t
Cause when the Jesus
Pieces can’t bring me peace
Sure I need just at least
One of Russell’s nieces
On…I let my nightmares go
I put on,
Everybody that I knew from the go
I know hoes that was frontin
When they knew he was broke
They say damn,
Yeasy Yeasy, you don’t Owe us no more
You got that big fame homie,
And you just changed on me
You can ask big homie,
Man the top so lonely
I aint lyin
So lonely
I aint lyin
Let me see
What we have tonight (what we have tonight)
I’m high as a satellite (satellite)
I see those flashin lights (flashin lights)
Cause every night (every night)
I put on

Chorus : Young Jeezy
I put on for my city, on on for my city
I put on for my city, on on for my city
Put on (east side)
Put on (south side)
Put on (west side)
Put on
(repeat)

Kanye West
Let me see
What we have tonight (what we have tonight)
I’m high as a satellite (satellite)
I see those flashin lights (flashin lights)
Cause every night (every night)
Let me see
What we have tonight (what we have tonight)
I’m high as a satellite (satellite)
I see those flashin lights (flashin lights)

Young Jeezy ft Kanye West Lyrics – Put On Song Words

Song Words by Artist / Band : Young Jeezy featuring Kanye West
Lyrics Title : Put On
Taken from Album : The Recession
Single Released : June 3, 2008
Music Genre : Hip hop

(Song Data Information taken from : Wikipedia)

The Game Lyrics (featuring Lil Wayne) – My Life

breathing
dog barking
gun shot and glass break

The Game
Punk ass mothaf@#ka, get your ass up
What chu was goin do? kill me in my sleep you bitch ass nigga?
Tupac, Biggie! shut the f@#k up! f@#king dogs barking and shit

[Punk Ass Motherf@#ker]
Don’t shoot!
Don’t shoot!

gun shot

The Game
F@#k You Nigga!

Lil’ Wayne
And I’m grindin’ til I’m tired
They say “You ain’t grindin’ til you tired”
So I’m grindin’ with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way
Through the day
A light
For the night
Dear Lord, you’ve done took so many of my people but I’m just wonderin’ why
You haven’t taken (my life? x3)
Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3)
(My Life x3)

The Game
Take me away from the hood like a state penitentiary
Take me away from the hood in the casket or a Bentley
Take me away
Like I overdosed on cocaine
Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobain
Suicide (Suicide..suicide..)
I’m from a Windy City, like “Do or Die”
From a block close to where Biggie was crucified
That was Brooklyn’s Jesus
Shot for no f@#kin’ reason
And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces? (My Life x3)
‘Cause that’s Jesus people
And The Game, he’s the equal
Hated on so much, “The Passion of Christ” need a sequel
Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel
Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle (My Life x3)
I need some meditation, so I can leave my people
They askin’ “Why?” Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles?
And why every hood nigga feed off evil?
Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle

Lil’ Wayne
And I’m grindin’ til I’m tired
They say “You ain’t grindin’ til you tired”
So I’m grindin’ with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way
Through the day
A light
For the night
Dear Lord, you’ve done took so many of my people but I’m just wonderin’ why
You haven’t taken (my life? x3)
Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3)
(My Life x3)

The Game
We are not the same, I am a Martian
So approach my Phantom doors with caution (caution…caution)
You see them 24’s spinnin’? I earned them
And all the pictures of me and Em, I burned them
So there ain’t no proof that I ever walked through 8 Mile
And since there ain’t no Proof, I never walked through 8 Mile
Sometimes I think about my life with my face down
Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile (My Life x3)
Damn, I know his momma’s proud
And since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now
And like MJB, “No More Drama” now
Livin’ the +good life+, me and Common on common ground
I spit crack and niggas could drive it outta town
Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I’m never outta bounds
My life used to be empty like a glock without a round
Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds Gunshots

Lil’ Wayne
And I’m grindin’ ’til I’m tired
They say “You ain’t grindin’ ’til you tired”
So I’m grindin’ with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way
Through the day
A light
For the night
Dear Lord you’ve done took so many of my people but I’m just wonderin’ why
You haven’t taken (my life? x3)
Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3)
(My Life x3)

The Game
Walk through the gates of Hell, see my Impala parked in front
The high beams on, me and the Devil share chronic blunts
Listening to the “Chronic” album, playing backwards
Shootin’ at pictures of Don Imus for target practice
My mind f@#ked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood
I’m from the city that made you motherf@#kers afraid of Suge (Compton… Compton…)
Made my grandmother pray for good
And never made her happy, when I bet that new Mercedes could (My Life x3)
Ain’t no bars, but niggas can’t escape the hood
They took so many of my niggas, that I should hate the hood
But it’s real niggas like me, that make the hood
Ridin’ slow in that Phantom just the way I should (My Life x3)
With the top back
In my Sox hat
I’m paid in full, the nigga Alpo couldn’t stop that
Even if they brought the nigga ‘Pac back
I’d still keep this motherf@#ker cocked back

Lil’ Wayne

And I’m grindin’ til I’m tired
They say “You ain’t grindin’ til you tired”
So I’m grindin’ with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way
Through the day
A light
For the night
Dear Lord you’ve done took so many of my people but I’m just wonderin’ why
You haven’t taken (my life x3)
Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3)
(My Life x3)
(My Life x3)
(My Life x3)
(My Life x3)

The Game featuring Lil Wayne Lyrics – My Life Song Words

Song Words by Artist / Band : The Game ft Lil Wayne
Lyrics Title : My Life
Taken from Album : L.A.X.
Single Released : July 22, 2008, August 5, 2008 (iTunes))
Music Genre : Hip hop

The song My Life by The Game featuring Lil Wayne entered Billboard Hot 100 Single Chart on position 21 on week 34/2008

(Song Data Information taken from : Wikipedia)

Shwayze featuring Cisco Adler Lyrics – Buzzin

I met her at a backyard
blocparty by the bar.
And she kept lookin’ at me
like she knew who I was.
She was buzzin’ all over me.
She was buzzin’ all over me.
She was buzzin’ all over me
like she fell in love.

Bang bang baby shot
me in the heart, in the dark,
with the dart of the spark
when it hit.
When we met at the spot
it was hot, like this song
saw the thong, it was on.
Now it’s 8 in the mornin’
I move on like the Greyhound bus
I go town to town
and I prey on sluts.
I got to go,
so scream out your area code.
I’m comin’ all the way
live from the 310!
I gotta whole lot of love
but none like you.
You make me wanna stay
here in heaven with you.
I’ll write your name in the sand,
put your hand with mine.
Come on baby,
shoot your gun in the sky!

I met her at a backyard
blocparty by the bar.
And she kept lookin’ at me
like she knew who I was.
She was buzzin’ all over me.
She was buzzin’ all over me.
She was buzzin’ all over me
like she fell in love.

Bang bang baby hit me one time,
two days on the road
and you’re still on my mind.
You’d think that I would learn
’cause I’m young and fine
But I’m broke, so I’m tryin’ to make
a hustle out of rhyme.
I gotta see the world one girl at a time,
but you’re hangin’ on my sleeve
like I care that you’re cryin’
and I do
I’m just tryin’ to play it cool
I got a rep to protect,
down at the high school.
Why you tryin’ to cage me in
and when I leave we both know
that you’ll be pagin’ him
and when I come back
we gonn’ do it again.
I promise we gonna do it again.
- Shwayze ft Cisco Adler Lyrics on http://www.lyrics-celebrities.anekatips.com/ -

I met her at a backyard
blockparty by the bar.
And she kept lookin’ at me
like she knew who I was.
She was buzzin’ all over me.
She was buzzin’ all over me.
She was buzzin’ all over me
like she fell in love.

Bang bang, I wanna give you my name
but I’m tryin’ to put some
diamonds in my Shwayze chain.
Babies change,
they start showin’ them fangs
tryin’ to take a ride on
those crazy trains.
Choo choo.
What the hell am I to do?
I got a girl in every city
from here to Peru.
When I left you,
I signed my name on your left boob
now go get that tattooed,
I’ll be back soon.
Don’t cry, I’ll bust you
with a text soon.
I gotta go, but I’ll
be back next June.
Or July. Sparks in the sky.
She said, ‘Boy you crazy.’
Nah, I’m Shwayze.

I met her at a backyard
blocparty by the bar.
And she kept lookin’ at me
like she knew who I was.
She was buzzin’ all over me.
She was buzzin’ all over me.
She was buzzin’ all over me
like she fell in love.

And I don’t know what she was on.
Whatever it was, I want some.
She was buzzin’ all over me.
She was buzzin’ all over me.
She was buzzin’ all over me
like she fell in love.

Shwayze featuring Cisco Adler Lyrics – Buzzin Song Words

Song Words by Artist / Band : Shwayze ft Cisco Adler
Lyrics Title : Buzzin
Taken from Album : -
Single Released : May 21, 2008
Music Genre : Alternative hip-hop

(Song Data Information taken from : Wikipedia)

Savage Lyrics – Swing Lyrics

Chorus
Oh shit, shake that as# ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips swing
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips swing
Now drop it low and let me see your hips swing
Down to the floor now let me see your hips swing
Down to the floor now let me see your hips swing

Uh oh, lean back, girl you got some mean racks
You got a mean as# and I really mean that
But can’t you see, that I need a girl, that can move
Make her hips swing – and – look – just like you
But come to think about it, I think this club is crowded
It’s kinda hard to do your thing when everyone’s surrounding
So let me form a circle everybody step back
I heard somebody yell “Savage where the chorus at?!”

Chorus
Oh shit, shake that as# ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips swing
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips swing
Now drop it low and let me see your hips swing
Down to the floor now let me see your hips swing
Down to the floor now let me see your hips swing
- Savage Lyrics on http://www.lyrics-celebrities.anekatips.com/ -

Uh oh, let it pop, ladies drop it like it’s hot
Hell yeah, that’s the spot, now bring it back to the top
Stop! Woah, now back it up, now back it up
Let it rise then watch it dump, shaking your junk in the trunk
And – I – like – the way you move it smoothly
Now why – don’t – you move that booty – to – me
I’m tryna come up with some thoughts of attack,
until I heard somebody yellin’ out “Savage where the chorus at?!”

Chorus
Oh shit, shake that as# ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips swing
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips swing
Now drop it low and let me see your hips swing
Down to the floor now let me see your hips swing
Down to the floor now let me see your hips swing

Knees bent, as# out, come on push your as# out
(Let me see your hips swing)
Bring it up then back down, bring it up then back down
(Let me see your hips swing)
All my ladies on the floor, all my ladies on the floor
(Let me see your hips swing)
Pick it up then dip it low, pick it up then dip it low
(Let me see your hips swing)

Chorus
Oh shit, shake that as# ma, move it like a gypsy
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips swing
Stop, woah, back it up, now let me see your hips swing
Now drop it low and let me see your hips swing
Down to the floor now let me see your hips swing
Down to the floor now let me see your hips swing

SWING LYRICS – SAVAGE SONG WORDS

Single Song Words by Artist / Band : SAVAGE
Song Lyrics Title : SWING
Taken from Album : Moonshine
Single Released Date : January 2005, April 2008 – iTunes U.S. release
Music Genre : Rap/ hip hop

The Perfect Boy by The Cure debuted on May 9th in Fairfax, Virginia on the band’s first concert of their 4Tour’s North American leg

(Song Data Information taken from : wikipedia)

Madcon Lyrics – Beggin

Tshawe Baqwa / Kapricon
Oooh
Put your loving hand out, baby
I’m beggin

Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out darling

Ridin high, when I was king
Played it hard and fast, cause I had everything
Walked away, won me then
But easy come and easy go
And it would end

Yosef Wolde-Mariam / Critical
So why anytime I bleed, you let me go
Anytime I feed you get me know
Anytime I see you let me know
but,I plan and see just let me go

I`m on my knees when i`m (begging)
Cause i don`t want to lose (you)
I got my arms on spread
And I hope that my heart gets fed, matter of fact girl im beggin..

Tshawe Baqwa / Kapricon
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out darling

Yosef Wolde-Mariam / Critical
I need you, (yeeah) to understand
Tried so hard
To be your man
The kind of man you want in the end
Only then can I begin to live again

Tshawe Baqwa / Kapricon
An empty shell
I used to be
Shadow of my life
Was hangin over me

A broken man
That I don’t know
Wont even stand the devils dance
To win my soul

Yosef Wolde-Mariam / Critical
Why we chewing, why we chasing
Why the bottom, why the basement
Why we got good shit don’t embrace it
Why the feel for the need to replace me
Your the wrong way track from the good
I want to paint in a picture telling where we could be at
Like a heart in the best way should
You can give it the away, you had it and you took the pay
But I keep walking on, keep opening doors
Keep hoping for that the door is yours
Keep also home, cause I don`t want to live in a broken home, girl I am begging

Tshawe Baqwa / Kapricon
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your loving hand out darling

Yosef Wolde-Mariam / Critical
Im fighting hard
To hold my own
Just can’t make it
All alone

Im holdin on
I cant fall back
I’m just a calm
Bout to fade to black

And i cant come home
You call and i cant come home
You call you cant come home
You call and i cant come home
You call

Tshawe Baqwa / Kapricon
Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out darling

Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out darling

Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out baby
Beggin, beggin you
Put your love in hand out darling

Madcon Lyrics – Beggin Song Words

Song Words by Artist / Band : MADCON
Lyrics Title : Beggin
Single Released : -
Music Genre : Hip hop / Rap
Taken from Album : So Dark The Con Of Man

Beggin is a cover of a song originally performed in 1967 by The Four Seasons featuring lead vocals by Frankie Valli. Version of Madcon version is produced by 3Elementz

(Song Data Information taken from : Wikipedia)

Gym Class Heroes Lyrics (featuring The-Dream) – Cookie Jar Lyrics

The Dream
Radio killa killa

Gym Class Heroes (Travis McCoy)
You know what it is, gym class heroes, the dream
its hard to look innocent when i got cookie crumbs all over my face

The Dream
I like girls, they like me
they look so good, and they sit in them jeans
want you to be the one, and my only
I wanna be faithful but i cant keep my hands out the cookie jar

Gym Class Heroes
My hands, my hands, my uh my hands
cant keep my hands, my hands, my uh my
cant keep my hands, my hands, my uh my
cant keep my hands, my hands, my hands out the cookie jar

Gym Class Heroes
You see I got this problem, I need help tryna solve it
cuz meeting after meeting and im still a cookie hogger
you can hide em, imma find em, on the counter, in the closet
and I’ll say I didnt do it with my face covered in chocolate
my girl be settin booby traps to catch me eatin scoopy snacks
I left crumbs in the bed once but I told her I was through with that
she still dont be believin me and I guess that I’m cool with that
but I gotta sweet tooth that’ll never come loose and the truth of the matter is

The Dream
I like girls, they like me
they look so good, and their seven jeans
want you to be the one, and my only
i wanna be faithful but i cant keep my hands out the cookie jar

Gym Class Heroes
my hands, my hands, my uh my hands
cant keep my hands, my hands, my uh my
cant keep my hands, my hands, my uh my
cant keep my hands, my hands, my hands out the cookie jar

Gym Class Heroes
I got a thing for milano biscotti italianos
and i never turn down some oreos if you got those
butter pecan puerto rican or those oatmeal raisin asians
hazelnut brazilians macadamia caucasians
dbl stuffed or thin mint, it dont matter you gettin it
cuz I gotta sweet tooth that’ll never come loose and the fact of the matter is

The Dream
I like girls, they like me
they look so good, and their seven jeans
want you to be the one, and my only
i wanna be faithful but i cant keep my hands out the cookie jar

Gym Class Heroes
my hands, my hands, my uh my hands
cant keep my hands, my hands, my uh my
cant keep my hands, my hands, my uh my
cant keep my hands, my hands, my hands out the cookie jar

Gym Class Heroes
imma monster for these cookies
im a beast for they treats
like animal for they crackers
head to feet they so dam sweet

Gym Class Heroes
cant keep my hands, my hands, my uh my
cant keep my hands, my hands, my hands out the cookie jar

Gym Class Heroes ft The-Dream Lyrics – Cookie Jar Song Words

Song Words by Artist / Band : Gym Class Heroes featuring The-Dream
Lyrics Title : Cookie Jar
Taken from Album : The Quilt
Single Released : July 8, 2008
Music Genre : Rock, Hip hop

(Song Data Information taken from : Wikipedia)

NAS Lyrics (Featuring Keri Hilson) – HERO LYRICS

CHORUS : NAS and Keri Hilson
Chain gleaming
Switching lanes
Two-seating
Hate him or love him
For the same reason (wish)
Can’t leave it
The games needs him
Plus the people need someone to believe in (this)
So in God’s Son we trust
‘Cause they know I’m gonna give ‘em what they want
They looking for . . . a hero
I guess that makes me . . . a hero

NAS
Another chapter
of the cleanest rapper
Distinguished gentlemen
Crooks and castle
on his back
Maybach-er
exotic lady eye-catcher
Holla at’cha
call me the chiropractor
Working like Muay Thai class
Get pers-pire out ya
And of course
I’ve been the boss
since back when
Rocking D Boy
Fila, velor
in a 190 black Benz
Now they shut down the stores when I’m shopping
Used to be train robbing
face covered in stocking
I’m him!

CHORUS : NAS and Keri Hilson
Chain gleaming
Switching lanes
Two-seating
Hate him or love him
For the same reason (wish)
Can’t leave it
The games needs him
Plus the people need someone to believe in (this)
So in God’s Son we trust
‘Cause they know I’m gonna give ‘em what they want
They looking for . . . a hero
I guess that makes me . . . a hero

NAS
Rubber grip holder
reloader
Come at me I’ma rip your soldiers
in half
Silver back ape, nickle-plated mag
Young, rich, and flashy
Young, bitch, I’m nasty
All black clothes til ice lay on me so classy
And every time I close my lids
I can still see the borough, I can still see the Bridge
I can still see the dreams that my niggas ain’t never lived to see
Tell them angels open the door for me
From nine berettas and moving raw
To chilling in wine cellars
Sticks and humidors
That’s what I call mature
That’s what I call a g
That’s what I call a pimp
That’s what I call a gangsta
To the fullest, shit
I’m tryin’ to make more cream
By every step to September 14th
that’s my dream
So I can be more clean
as I grow yearly
I can see things more clearly
That’s why they fear me
Let’s go!

CHORUS : NAS and Keri Hilson
Chain gleaming
Switching lanes
Two-seating
Hate him or love him
For the same reason (wish)
Can’t leave it
The games needs him
Plus the people need someone to believe in (this)
So in God’s Son we trust
‘Cause they know I’m gonna give ‘em what they want
They looking for . . . a hero
I guess that makes me . . . a hero

NAS
It’s universal apartheid
I’m hog-tied
the corporate side
Blocking y’all from going to stores and buying it
First L.A. and Doug Morris was riding wit it
But Newsweek article startled big wigs
They said, Nas, why is he trying it?
My lawyers only see the Billboard charts as winning
Forgetting
NAS the only true rebel since the beginning
Still in musical prison, in jail for the flow
Try telling Bob Dylan, Bruce, or Billy Joel
They can’t sing what’s in their soul!
So “Untitled” it is
I never change nothin’, but people remember this
If NAS can’t say it
think about these talented kids
With new ideas
being told what they can and can’t spit
I can’t sit and watch it
So shit, I’ma drop it
Like it or not
You ain’t gotta cop it
I’m a hustler in the studio
Cups of Don Julio
No matter what the CD called
I’m unbeatable, y’all
Let’s Go!

CHORUS : NAS and Keri Hilson
Chain gleaming
Switching lanes
Two-seating
Hate him or love him
For the same reason (wish)
Can’t leave it
The games needs him
Plus the people need someone to believe in (this)
So in God’s Son we trust
‘Cause they know I’m gonna give ‘em what they want
They looking for . . . a hero
I guess that makes me . . . a hero

HERO LYRICS – NAS ft KERI HILSON Song Words

Song Words by Artist / Band : NAS featuring KERI HILSON
Lyrics Title : HERO
Taken from Album : Untitled
Single Released : June 23, 2008
Music Genre : Hip Hop

The song Hero by Nas ft Keri Hilson made debut on Swiss Single Top 100 at number 70. In the next week, the song also entered Billboard Hot 100 (#97) and Canadian Hot 100 (#60)

(Song Data Information taken from : Wikipedia)

Shwayze Lyrics – Corona And Lime Lyrics

Baby will you be my corona and lime
And I will be your main squeeze.
And if your brother don’t like my style.
We could take it to the street.
We could take it to the street.

Yo. Little girls in the city. Dress up pretty.
Go out and get messed up and shitty.
Girls by the sea, dress like hippies. And write love beads and go skinny dippin’.
Girls in the hills, go day trippin. To get their nails done, and hair straighten.
Lil girls in the 818. Get hot when I roll over laurel canyon.

Let me tell you about a girl I know.
She like hip hop and rock and roll.
She walk slow down the avenue.
I ain’t met her, but I get her when I do.
Let me tell you about a girl I love.
She stay at home cause she hate the club.
Baby but, pretty little features.
I ain’t met her but I’ll get her when I see her.

Baby will you be my corona and lime
And I will be your main squeeze.
And if your brother don’t like my style.
We could take it to the street.
We could take it to the street.

Girls in New York look like giraffes.
Long neck, long legs, tiny tits and ass.
Girls from L.A rock over sized shades.
And chill all day cause they already payed.
Girls in Miami. Street bikinis.
Bump techno by DJ Tiesto.
Girls from Detroit Like electro. And dance all night till they break they neck, yo.
- Shwayze Lyrics on http://www.lyrics-celebrities.anekatips.com/ -

Let me tell you about a girl I know.
She like hip hop and rock and roll.
Let me tell you about a girl I love.
Let me tell you about a girl I love.

Baby will you be my corona and lime
And I will be your main squeeze.
And if your brother don’t like my style.
We could take it to the street.
We could take it to the street.
And if your brother don’t like my style.
We could take it to the street.
We could take it to the street.

Now if you lookin for love, won’t you put you hands up.
(if you lookin for love, won’t you put you hands up.)
If you lookin for love then I’m lookin for love.
(If you lookin for love then I’m lookin for love.)
Now if you lookin for love, won’t you put you hands up.
(if you lookin for love, won’t you put you hands up.)
Now, if you lookin for love then I’m lookin for love, huh. And this is what I’m lookin for.

Let me tell you about a girl I know.
She like hip hop and rock and roll.
She walk slow down the avenue.
I ain’t met her, but I get her when I do.
Let me tell you about a girl I love.
She stay at home cause she hate the club.
Baby but, pretty little features.
I ain’t met her but I’ll get her when I see her.

Baby will you be my corona and lime
And I will be your main squeeze.
And if your brother don’t like my style.
We could take it to the street.
We could take it to the street.

Baby will you be my corona and lime
And I will be your sandy beach.
And if your brother don’t like my style.
We could could take it to the street.
We could take it to the street

Corona And Lime Lyrics – Shwayze Song Words

Song Words by Artist / Band : Shwayze
Lyrics Title : Corona And Lime
Taken from Album : Shwayze
Single Released : July 23, 2008
Music Genre : Hip hop

The song Corona And Lime by Shwayze entered Billboard Hot 100 on position 26 on week 32/2008

(Song Data Information taken from : wikipedia)

Taio Cruz Lyrics – She’s Like A Star

She’s my everything,
Like a morning girl,
She’s my angel, up above my world,
she’s the only one, who understands me,
That’s why I call her, my new fan league

She’s the only one that I want by my side,
She’s the only one that I believe can save my life,
She makes me want to be a better man for a while (hey)
She’s higher than the sky, the sun and the moon,

Chorus
She’s like a star,
(Like a star, like a star)
Ooh baby she’s like a star,
(Like a star, like a star)
Ooh baby she’s like a star,
(Like a star, like a star)
Ooh baby she’s like a star,
(Like a star, like a star)

First let me explain, she’s the best of me,
Is it cliche To say she’s destiny,
There’s no one else but her, well least for me,
That’s exactly why, I must now
repeat, that…

She’s the only one that I want by my side,
She’s the only one that I believe can save my life,
She makes me want to be a better man for a while (hey)
She’s higher than the sky, the sun and the moon
[ Taio Cruz Lyrics on http://www.lyrics-celebrities.anekatips.com/ ]

She’s my star my light, starry night,
Aviator shades cause she shines so bright,
Beats on the G5, songs I write, Just so I
can take her on take them G5 flights,
Yeah she’s my type, just my height,
She’s my fit, she’s just right,
She’s like I think we might,
Go far, I’m like you right,
Cos she could be my angel wings,
Her voice sounds like an angel sings,
Yeah I be back with the trademark strings,
Just tryina compliment the sound she brings,
She’s like we could go far, I’m like you, you, you are,
I’m like you, you, you are,
You are my, guiding star.

Chorus
She’s like a star,
(Like a star, like a star)
Ooh baby she’s like a star,
(Like a star, like a star)
Ooh baby she’s like a star,
(Like a star, like a star)
Ooh baby she’s like a star,
(Like a star, like a star)

She’s Like A Star Lyrics – Taio Cruz Song Words

Song Words by Artist / Band : Taio Cruz
Song Lyrics Title : She’s Like A Star
Taken from Music Album : Departure
Single Released : July 16, 2008
Music Genre : R&B, Hip Hop

(Music Song Data Information taken from : wikipedia)