Thursday, 22 May 2014

Kendrick Lamar Michael Jordan Lyrics

"Michael Jordan"
(feat. Schoolboy Q)

[female]
I used to want to be like Michael Jordan
Figured I would hit the NBA and make me a fortune

[Chorus 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Uh, every time I'm in my city I be hacking like my shit don't stink
Used to clean my Rollie chain with alcohol in the sink
Riding round with niggas that I grew up with since McNair
Bumping "Me Against the World", hello world, Kendrick here
And I'm too/two much for these niggas, I'm three much for these hoes
I'm too/two much for these niggas, I'm three much for these hoes
I'm too/two much for these niggas, I'm three much for these hoes
Wayne told me that, and that's just how it goes
Michael Jordan
Bounce-bounce hoe, bounce-bounce

[Kendrick Lamar]
This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head
or fuck my enemy's bitch, acting bad and getting rich
Pull up on them twenty-sixes, I'm a vanity slave
I'm a sinner, Jesus Christ, please forgive me for my ways
I don't know why your bitch wanna fuck me
and I don't know why you fuck niggas can't see
I'm a Comp-town representer, concrete backflipper
A.K.A. that nigga, don't worry
I don't know why your bitch wanna fuck me
and I don't know why you fuck niggas can't see
This is HiiiPoWeR, since the Eddie Bower I've been popular
I'm popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come
You jocking her, let her be a hoe, why you stopping though?
We stopping the traffic, what you know bout them hockey pucks?
Skating on 'em, why you hating on 'em? You should learn from 'em
See too many of y'all getting money, know my turn coming
I don't know why your bitch wanna fuck me
and I don't know why... "Hey, wait a minute motherfucker"

[Chorus 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Every time I'm in my city I be feeling like my shit don't stink
Used to clean my Rollie chain with alcohol in the sink
Riding round with niggas that I grew up with since McNair
Bumping "Me Against the World", hello world, Kendrick here
And I'm too/two much for these niggas, I'm three much for these hoes
I'm too/two much for these niggas, I'm three much for these hoes
I'm too/two much for these niggas, I'm three much for these hoes
Wayne told me that, and that's just how it goes
Michael Jordan bitch, Michael Jordan bitch
Michael Jordan bitch, Michael Jordan bitch
That means I'm too/two much for these niggas, I'm three much for these hoes
Wayne told me that, and that's just how it goes

[Kendrick Lamar]
Man, the game chose me, what am I to do?
Only thing I did wrong was make it possible
I diddy bop and make them titties pop
Out there on my bumper like a city cop
Walking down to Fred Segal, put my girl on it
Ass so fat, probably sit the world on it
Ay, pussy crazy, pussy crazy
You fuck niggas, you pussies crazy
Man, I know I can't tell you bout the world homie
But I know I can tell you bout your girl homie
Her pussy's crazy, her pussy crazy
I fucked nigga, I know you hate me
I know they pay me, too much of attention
Bring my name up, it gotta be mentioned
I need me an engine that go real fast
Call it "Haul of Fame", once it haul ass
Give me tall glass, Coconut Ciroc
Please no soda pop, I make my solo pop
Life's a bitch, her pussy crazy
But I make that pussy pay me

[Chorus 2]

[Schoolboy Q]
I remember tripping, walking through the set like my Glock don't think
Grandma in the kitchen, neck bones in the sink
I don't know why your bitch wanna fuck me
and I don't why you sucker niggas can't see
I'm from Hoover mayne, high as Supermayne, shit you Lois Lane
You pussy mayne with the pussy game, shit we off the chain
We popping ay, fortune, not the fame, shit you backwards mayne
You chasing hoes, we replacing those, bag and pass them hoes
Your broad that chose, yes she moving on, yep we do it wrong
We fuck the homes, fuck the center home, marijuana strong
You know I'm gone, turn my swagger on, am I swagged enough?
My paper long, yep you left alone, you gets none fucks
Leaning off the Actavis, passing blunts round and round
Told Mary/merry was a (go), so we passed her (round) and (round)
Your bitch texted me, wants it now, so I had to knock her down
Work her bouncing on my balls, slinging dick up from the mouth
You let it slide, I hit home-runs, clean her dugout till I'm done
I can be her number two and you can be her number one
Her pussy's crazy, her pussy's crazy
You fuck niggas

[Chorus 2]

Kendrick Lamar The Recipe Lyrics

"The Recipe (Black Hippy Remix)"
(feat. Black Hippy)

[Ab-Soul]
Fuck Black hippy nigga, I invented the recipe

It's a beautiful day I guess for a bitch to roll with Ab-Soul I guess
Pretty Chick let me see them breast, E.T. OG from the weed clinic (Soulo)
Solo but I'm never alone (that's right), I stay high and I'm powerful (Soulo)
Westside (easy call) I got three eyes man I see y'all
All I do is kill shit ICU, party with a few girls at USC
It's 82 degrees and my top off, and they top off, I'm getting topped off, Top Dawg
Women, weed, and weather what more can I say, to live and die in LA
Spend a week on Venice beach - I'm 2Pac and Biggie Smalls

[Schoolboy Q]
Every morning nigga I get blazed (aye); women, weed, and weather nigga if you bored
Come and join the wave (aye); girl, what is your name
Cause I'm feeling your frame, can I see what you bout (uh); a little something in your rear
Little something in your mouth, little something on your couch (uh); know now what I'm talkin' about, bring the coffin out
Cause I killed it, I done drilled it, she said she like it from the back like a real bitch (uh)
She swallowed my pride, I damn near cried
Yo, I can't reply, she curled my toes and crossed my eyes
But when you got the recipe its no surprise, bad hoes panties get left behind - I want your behind

[Chorus: Kendrick Lamar (Dr. Dre)]
You might catch me in Atlanta looking like a boss
New Orleans and then Miami, party in New York
Texas I be screwed up, Chi town I be really pimping
But nothing like my hometown I’m forever living
Women, weed and weather (they come for) women, weed and weather
For the women, weed and weather (from all around the world for the) women, weed and weather
Got that women, weed and weather - don't it sound clever, come and play
Wh-What more can I say? Welcome to LA

[Kendrick Lamar]
My nigga said he wanna fly out to get him, some
Three W's only for a three day, run
Bitch, take them motherfuckin' panties off, you ain't no, nun (shit)
I be living in the sky every time I ride by them hoes
Ribbon in the sky on the radio cause Stevie know I control
Let it breathe, I control, California living 'til I am old
You want to be one, to peak on the chart, so the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts
She in the coupe, she in the Neon cause she on the BS before we can start
Fuck with a nigga, ride with a nigga, let 'em know the priority order me
Hennessy and for my niggas OG Killa, call it Jason Voorhees
Boy he's on his job, boy he sure be having the marks on they mark
Pretty bitches and tire marks, let 'em inhale them pipe exhausts
Let 'em reveal how much it cost for this life controlling my vice
No way hell no, uh uh, if I’m wrong I don't wanna be right
We want to be one, to peak on the chart, so the peons can be gone and pee on their hearts
Women, weed, weather, it’s not my fault, then it's 82 degrees and my top peeled, off

[Chorus]

[Jay Rock]
Jay Rock got the recipe, fly hoes wanna roll I guess (I guess)
Everybody know I got that yola, ask (Keisha) she'll confess
I wake up then I bake up with a bad bitch she ain't got on (No Make Up) (uh)
Medicated, please my nigga no telling where the high gonna take us, uh
Three w's, I'm at the W, she got double D's bout to bring trouble through
OG, Hennessy get their panties wet, I'm trying to dive in the (Swimming Pool)
Left stroke, right stroke, whats the best stroke, that stroke can smoke all down her throat
And we blows all kinds of dro, Cali got the best so act like you know, nigga

Alicia Keys Unthinkable (I'm Ready ) Lyrics

"Un-Thinkable (I'm Ready)"

[Verse 1:]
Moment of honesty
Someone's gotta take the lead tonight
Whose it gonna be?
I'm gonna sit right here
And tell you all that comes to me
If you have something to say
You should say it right now
([Drake:] You should say it right now)

You ready?

[Bridge:]
You give me a feeling that I never felt before
And I deserve it, I think I deserve it
([Drake:] I deserve it, I think it deserve it..Let it go)
It's becoming something that's impossible to ignore
And I can't take it
([Drake:] I can't take it)

[Chorus - Alicia & Drake:]
I was wondering maybe
Could I make you my baby
If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy
If you ask me I'm ready
([Echo:] I'm ready, I'm ready)
If you ask me I'm ready
([Echo:] I'm ready, I'm ready)

[Verse 2:]
I know you once said to me
"This is exactly how it should feel when it's meant to be"
Time is only wasting so why wait for eventually?
If we gon' do something 'bout it
We should do it right now
([Drake:] We should do it right now)

Bay, uh

[Bridge:]
You give me a feeling that I never felt before
And I deserve it, I know I deserve it
([Drake:] I deserve it, I know I deserve it. Let it go)
Its becoming something that's impossible to ignore
It's what we make it
([Drake:] It's what we make it)

[Chorus - Alicia & Drake:]
I was wondering maybe
Could I make you my baby
If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy
Or would it be so beautiful either way I'm sayin'
If you ask me I'm ready
([Echo:] I'm ready I'm ready)
If you ask me I'm ready
([Echo:] I'm ready)

Yeah, sing...

[Hook:]
Why give up before we try
Feel the lows before the highs
Clip our wings before we fly away
I can't say I came prepared
I'm suspended in the air
Won't you come be in the sky with me

[Chorus - Alicia & Drake:]
I was wondering maybe
Could I make you my baby
If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy
Or would it be so beautiful either way I'm sayin'
If you ask me I'm ready
([Echo:] I'm ready, I'm ready)
If you ask me I'm ready
([Echo:] I'm ready, I'm ready)

Alicia Keys Brand New Me Lyrics

"Brand New Me"

It's been a while
I'm not who I was before
You look surprised
Your words don't burn me anymore
Been meanin' to tell ya
But I guess it's clear to see
Don't be mad
It's just a brand new kinda me
Can't be bad
I found a brand new kinda free

Careful with your ego
He's the one that we should blame
Had to grab my heart back
God knows something had to change
I thought that you'd be happy
I found the one thing I need
Why you mad?
It's just a brand new kinda me
[another version has some additinal lines:
"Never bad
I found a brand new kinda free.
Ooh..."]

[one version:] It took a long, long time to get here
[another version:] It took a long, long road to get here
It took a brave, brave girl to try
It took one too many excuses, one too many lies
Don't be surprised, don't be surprised

[one version:] If I talk a little louder
[another version:] If I walk a little taller
If I speak up when you're wrong
If I walk a little taller
I've been under you too long
If you notice that I'm different
Don't take it personally
Don't be mad
It's just a brand new kinda me
[another version doesn't have these additinal lines:
"That ain't bad
I found a brand new kinda free."]

Ooh, it took a long, long road to get here
It took a brave, brave girl to try
I've taken one too many excuses, one too many lies
Don't be surprised, oh, said, you look surprised

Hey, if you were a friend
You'd wanna get to know me again
If you were worth the while
You'd be happy to see me smile
I'm not expecting sorry
I'm too busy finding myself
I got this
I found me, I found me, yeah

I don't need your opinion
I'm not waiting for your "OK"
I'll never be perfect,
But at least now I'm brave
I know my heart is open
I can finally breathe
Don't be mad
It's just a brand new kinda free
That ain't bad
I found a brand new kinda me
Don't be mad
[one version:] It's a brand new time for me
[another version:] It's just a brand new time for me

Jay-Z BBC Lyrics

"BBC"

Let's work [x4]

D boy drug dealer look
Billionaire, billionaire

From the cocoa leafs to the farmers
To the polo fleece to the bombers
R.I.P. to Gianni
Now we on our way
D boy drug dealer look
Billionaire

Let's work

[Verse 1]
Bally shoes, Gucci sneakers
Pharrell's a pharaoh, peep the features
Unlaced Adidas
Top of the world like pyramids in Giza
Fila sweats, 88 I rocked a mock neck
Carried a nine in my projects
Bucket hat EPMD cassettes
Now I'm smoking loud in Ibiza
Mix the D'USSE with the reefer
My whole life is leisure
Gangsta lean like the Pisa
Eiffel Tower, Hermes towel
The Feds perched like an owl
Real niggas all feel the hook

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2]
What you know about going out, head west
Maybach, 3 TV's all up in the headrest
Mase niggas at Madison Square Garden
20 million sold and we still catching charges
Rope chains, Rakim and Eric B
Bought my sidekicks Suzuki Jeeps and Cherokees
Hoop earrings
Coupes with the rear cameras
Put that bitch in a cherry M3
I'm not ya average dope dealer
Silver Toyotas four runners and four wheelers
Me and Teflon Q45 infinite
Windows tinted
White girl all up in it
Britney, bitch
MCM seats buck 50 stitch
Versace plates got the Basquiat
Collab from Versace place
Cuban link 5 kilo
You life is illegal
When your chain can get the RICO
Real niggas all feel the hook

[Chorus x2]

Jay-Z Kingdom Come Lyrics

"Kingdom Come"

[Intro (Sample courtesy of "Superfreak" by Rick James)]
I don't know what life will be in H.I.P. H.O.P.
Without the boy H.O.V. (I will be, I will be)
Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah)
So after this flow you might owe me a favor (Yeah)
When kingdom come, you ready? (I will be)
When kingdom come, I'm ready (I will be)
When kingdom come (Yeah, yeah) I'm ready
(Hey! Hey! Hey Hey Hey!!!)

[Verse 1: Jay-Z]
Now everywhere I go they like HOV you back
Up out the corner office out the coldasack
Where's Iceberg Slim he was the coldest cat
Get your swag back daddy where your focus at
Got to admit a little bit I was sick of rap
But despite that the boy is back
And I'm so evolved I'm so involved
I'm showing growth, I'm so in charge
I'm C.E.O. and yeah going god
I'm so indebted, I should have been deaded
Selling blow in the park, this I know in my heart
Now I'm so enlightened I might glow in the dark
I been up in the office you might know him as Clark
But, just when you thought the whole world fell apart
I - take off the blazer loosen up the tie
Step inside the booth Superman is alive

[Chorus: Jay-Z (Sample courtesy of "Superfreak" by Rick James)]
(I will be) The King Of New York (I will be) New York
Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah)
So after this flow you might owe me a favor (Yeah)
When kingdom come, you ready? (I will be)
When kingdom come, uh huh (I will be)
Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah, yeah)
So after this flow you might owe me a favor
(Hey! Hey! Hey Hey Hey!!!)

[Verse 2: Jay-Z]
I hear "hurry up Hov" when I'm out in the public
Cause niggas like it, you love it; We be it, you're of it
You breathe it, we need it; bring it back to the hustlas
Had to dust off the Hammer, dance - can't touch this
C'mon playboys, bring the cars back out
Cause ya boy Hov is back, you know them broads coming out
Got 'em dancing on the bankhead, like they from Bankhead
Fuck Cristal, so they ask me what we drinking
I thought dudes remark was rude okay
So I moved on to Dom, Krug Rosé
And it's much bigger issues in the world, I know
But I first had to take care of the world I know
I'm from the bottom, so I still feel em from the bottom
Underdog before my cape, still couldn't stop him
Flash Gordon when recording, spark the light in the dark
Peter Park, Spiderman, all I do is climb the charts

[Chorus: Jay-Z (Sample courtesy of "Superfreak" by Rick James)]
(I will be) The King Of New York (I will be) New York
Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah)
So after this flow you might owe me a favor (Yeah)
When kingdom come, you ready? (I will be)
When kingdom come, uh huh (I will be)
Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah, yeah)
So after this flow you might owe me a favor
(Hey! Hey! Hey Hey Hey!!!)

[Verse 3: Jay-Z]
Just when they thought it was all over
I put the whole world on my back and broad shoulders
The War-Hova, but who you know took over tracks like that
Guess what New York, New York - we back
And I ain't never been afraid of a drought
Since I was six, seventeen been getting money down south
Bout it, bout it, Master P
Ask the nigga Pimp C, ask my homey Bun B
I run the streets the streets don't run we
Y'all run, we chill still waters run deep
I repeat, sing a long with me
I run the streets the streets don't run we
Ladies saying where you been Superman?
When niggas spending ten million in media on my hands
The Bruce Wayne of the game have no fear
When you need me just throw your ROC signs in the air, yeah!

[Chorus: Jay-Z (Sample courtesy of "Superfreak" by Rick James)]
(I will be) The King Of New York (I will be) New York
Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah)
So after this flow you might owe me a favor (Yeah)
When kingdom come, you ready? (I will be)
When kingdom come, uh huh (I will be)
Not only N.Y.C. I'm hip hop's savior (Yeah, yeah)
So after this flow you might owe me a favor
(Hey! Hey! Hey Hey Hey!!!)

Rihanna What Now Lyrics

"What Now"

I've been ignoring this big lump in my throat
I shouldn't be crying,
tears were for the weaker days
I'm stronger now, or so I say,
But something's missing

Whatever it is,
it feels like it's laughing at me through the glass of a two-sided mirror
Whatever it is,
it's just laughing at me
And I just wanna scream

What now? I just can't figure it out
What now? I guess I'll just wait it out (wait it out)
What now? Oh, oh, oh, oh! What now?

I found the one, he changed my life
But was it me that changed
And he just happened to come at the right time
I'm supposed to be in love
But I'm numb again

Whatever it is,
it feels like it's laughing at me through the glass of a two-sided mirror
Whatever it is,
it's just sitting there laughing at me
And I just wanna scream

What now? I just can't figure it out
What now? I guess I'll just wait it out (wait it out)
What now? Please tell me
What now?

There's no one to call 'cause I'm just playing games with them all
The more I swear I'm happy, the more that I'm feeling alone
'Cause I spent every hour just going through the motions
I can't even get the emotions to come out
Dry as a bone, but I just wanna shout

What now? I just can't figure it out
What now? I guess I'll just wait it out (wait it out)
What now? Somebody tell me
What now?

I don't know where to go
I don't know what to feel
I don't know how to cry
I don't know oh oh why
I don't know where to go
I don't know what to feel
I don't know how to cry
I don't know oh oh why
I don't know where to go
I don't know what to feel
I don't know how to cry
I don't know oh oh why

So what now?

Rihanna Diamonds Lyrics (remix)

"Diamonds (Remix)"
(feat. Kanye West)

[Kanye West]
We the cause of all commotion
Your mouth running, but where is you going?
What is you smoking, man? That ain't potent
What is you talking, man? That ain't important
Illuminati, high society
We in this party and nobody invited me
We going crazy and I always use my best sense
But it don't matter cause I stay on my fresh prince
Maxin', relaxin', shootin' some pool and
Playing some b-ball outside of the school and
Girls with they top off outside of the pool and
Whips with the drop off outside of the Louvre
You just look stupid to be ignoring
The Delorean parked in front of Armani emporium
And parties at Richie is getting risky
Victoria's Secret show, they miss me
Voices in my head, I need choices in my bed
Ahhh, get out my fucking head
It's just me and my bad bitch
So you can say I'm on my Brad Pitt
Back to the la familia I'm aligned with
Before I betray them I slit my wrists
At the top is just us niggas
Cause I don't really trust niggas
And we made it through the hurricane
So celebrate and light the Mary Jane
We gon' make it, that's on everything
Truest girls get half naked, every spring
They saying, "Hey Kanye
We need you to go deeper than Tay Zonday,"
Cause my verses got pain, Chocolate Rain
So many lines, you photograph and it make arms break
On the radio, man I miss myself
I need to just step back and kiss myself
Baby, just step up and kiss the belt
A little lower... that's what's up
Somebody pour her another cup
Is it too much to ask you keep your diamonds up?
I swear until my time is up
My style is sex in the shower, fresh as fuck

[Rihanna]
So shine bright, tonight, you and I
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky
Eye to eye, so alive
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky

Shine bright like a diamond
Shine bright like a diamond
Shining bright like a diamond
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky

Shine bright like a diamond
Shine bright like a diamond
Shining bright like a diamond
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky

Palms rise to the universe
As we, moonshine and molly
Feel the warmth, we'll never die
We're like diamonds in the sky

You're a shooting star I see
A vision of ecstasy
When you hold me, I'm alive
We're like diamonds in the sky

I knew that we'd become one right away
Oh, right away
At first sight I felt the energy of sun rays
I saw the life inside your eyes

So shine bright, tonight, you and I
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky
Eye to eye, so alive
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky

Shine bright like a diamond
Shine bright like a diamond
Shining bright like a diamond
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky

Shine bright like a diamond
Shine bright like a diamond
Shining bright like a diamond
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky

Shine bright like a diamond
Shine bright like a diamond
Shine bright like a diamond

So shine bright, tonight, you and I
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky
Eye to eye, so alive
We're beautiful like diamonds in the sky

Shine bright like a diamond
Shine bright like a diamond
Shine bright like a diamond
Shine bright like a diamond
Shine bright like a diamond
Shine bright like a diamond
Shine bright like a diamond

Rihanna Talk That Talk Lyrics

"Talk That Talk (Remix)"
(feat. Rick Ross & Jay-Z)

[Rick Ross]
Rozay, RiRi wassup?

[Rihanna]
Talk that talk to me, yeah
Talk that talk to me, yeah

[Rick Ross]
I hop out the BM, I park right next to young Hov
Took a page out the bible, I’m rocking all yellow gold
Face to face with my rivals these haters praying I fold
All I sold ‘em was candy, I need a hammers?
Took the doors off the jeep
Now we just ride slow
New Air Yeezy’s on my feet
I got ‘em hanging out the door
It’s double M G
Rihanna grinding it slow
We dominate the streets
Thats cause we grinding the most
Ya know?

[Rihanna - Hook]
One and two and a three and four
Come on let me know if you want some more
You know what I like, now get right
Boy talk that talk to me all night
Yeah boy I like it yeah boy I like it
Love it when you talk that talk to me yeah
Yeah that talk to me yeah
Love it when you talk that talk to me, yeah

[Rihanna]
Say what you want, say you want you like
Say you want me to do and I got you
Tell me how to love you, tell me how to hold you

I’mma get it right on the first try for you
Cause you ain’t never had a woman like me, yeah
And you will never have another like me, yeah
Noooooo
So I’ma give it to you baby

[Hook]

[Jay-Z]
I be trying to chill, bitches wanna fuck me
Every little city I go, fuck me
Shawty must’ve heard, got the word, I move that D
Had it by a bladder, she like “oh I gotta pee”
Ran into a Rothko in my restroom
Singer slash actress in my bedroom
God I have the ticket for a walk through
Everything I do is big
I talk big money, I talk big homes
I sell out arenas, I call that getting dome
Million dollar voice, came through the phone
We heading to the top, if you coming, come on
I’m Flying out to Pisa, just to get some pizza
Fly down to Jamaica, just to roll some reefa
Sex on the beach, left love speechless
They say that money talk, tell these other niggas speak up
What’s up

[Hook]

[Bridge]
What you saying now, give it to me baby
I want it all night, give it to me baby
What you saying now, give it to me baby
Give it to me baby, give it to me baby

What you saying now, give it to me baby
I want it all night, give it to me baby
What you saying now, give it to me baby
Give it to me baby, give it to me baby

[Hook]

Talk that talk to me, yeah
Talk that talk to me, yeah

Jay-P Like It Was, Like It Is Lyrics

Like It Was, Like It Is

Chorus X2

Like it was in the dope game
Like it is now in the business
Hustling’ movin’ product
Beyond boarders, broader paper awaits

Verse 1

Clad recipe there
Recipe music here
Recipe films
All started from an idea, uhh
I murdered for capital
Started a business here
From kilos to clothing
Music N film yeah
Stay here or stay there
Grind here or grind there
Natured with, business acumen
Had to nurture my acumen
God’d green earth where I serve my thang
Went solo on that ass
Like it was,like it is
So it will be for ever(x2)

Chorus X2

Verse 2

They criticize my replicate
Applicably, one of a kind
Replicate like I do built to last for ever
With De’Origene
Original like the original
Built a dynasty, “the Recipe”
Are you with us
Sold that, bounced back N bought that
We need some money
The poverty line hounds us
We gotta keep it first class
I do it like the pope
Presiding over mass in the Basilica
Religiously a gangster nigga
Welcome to the Vatican
All of you, welcome to “the Recipe”

Chorus X2

Verse 3

Roamin’ thru sicily viciously
They suspiciously tryna malicious that
Camorra!!!
Earn an income like a government
Mafiosi mind state by “the Recipe”
Get doe or get doe
Go big or go home
Takin’ chances ama live with
I put my life on the table
How I differ from them
I ain’t tryna die
Can I exist, take care of my people
N live my life
Keep my hustle real tight
Make money
The world gives to me, I give back to the world
I give to the world, the world gives back to me
Peace!!!!

Chorus X2

Jay-P My Type A Lady 69 Lyrics

Chorus.
My type of gal
Uh ,uh a lady x2
A beautiful lady
My type of gal
A real woman
My type a lady as in a lady
My type of lady an extraordinary lady
My typr of gal uh,uh a lady
Verse 1.
She gotta be, a woman of independence
Me N her interdepend
She go to work do her grind
Keepin the fella ,I in mind
I show up Ralph lauren
She know she doing Louis vuitton
Then I head to the streets availing cladrecipe clothing
She come home early, not complaining how she tired
Rather freshen, keep exotic,then get erotic on me
The type that id take to meet the parents
Walk down the aisle, not in church
Rather a private place
She gotta have her own paper
Even though I spend on her
Yes, she spend on me
I treat her like an equal
50 50 despite the age difference
The epitome of a lady
My type, no hype , she it right.
Chorus.
6 for the booty, 9 for the titties
Erotic, the one to bring back my libido
Honestys a must, she respects me
N expects in kind, in this world
Where so many untrue
She down to ride with me
Bonnie N Clyde travail
We will not fail
To live up to the terms N conditions we agree on
And the necessary compromise we lace, that’s tight
In the night we go to party then back to the crib
So she can work me tight
Ready to do me even in the morning
Six o’clock, she wake me up for a bout
That early morning love
From a good family, qualities she holds
I describe her as perfect.

Chorus.
Verse 3.

Stylish N interesting she will sing me a song
Working it for me just like I grind for her
Understanding but smart enough not to let me stray
What she needs she knows, all I need is her
Might hurt a little when am not with her
Understandable she gotta work like me
Something to be grateful for
Guard me jealously but enough to keep our flame on
A fire that burn with in eternally
Growing with me, from youth to youth
With a consistent wisdom increment, I love that
Age aint nothing but a number
N she remember to do her part
Like I gotta do mine
We, a gold mine to each other
We need each other
My type a lady, as in a lady 69

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Jay-P Rock America Lyrics

Chorus
Rock, rock , rock America
Rock, rock , rock America
Rock, rock , rock America
Rock the world
Verse 1.
I set out on a conquest to rock the world
Back in kampala, Uganda
I laid the blue print down
I laid the world map down, shiiit
Had to be English, old English exactly
When they heard I was Ugandan,
Come propaganda
I remember it was then,
I was often challenged but never equaled
Place me any where
On planet mu fuckin earth
I will still rock all yo
I gotta stay on top
For ever a part of your memory
Rock America baby

Chorus.

Verse 2.
New York, Manhattan
The worlds business capital
Like I gotta rock the big apple
Ama rock Cali, then the rest of America
Shiiit, am African, they gotta feel me in Africa
Rec you with this, like am European
All colored black like am African
Got my, Italiano people screamin wit me
Il buono, Il bruto, Il cativo in here
The life I live, I got the
Germans feelin like Hitlers back
The Nazis back, got Europe on my platter
Mr. Napoleon

Chorus.

Verse 3.
London, England
Behold the Olympics
All yo in France, Bonjour word up
Watch the Ifel tower
All my Russian people, sip some vodka wit me
China got me feelin like Buddha
Australia, watch the kangaroo bounce by
India straight to the Taj Mahal
South Africa, Mandela made 93
Obrigado, Brazil with the beautiful ladies
Got my Mexicano dope friends
Makin paper with Dominicanos
All Americano in pursuit of paper
The road from rags to riches, yeah

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Jay-P God's Green Earth Lyrice

God’s Green Earth

Chorus X2

The Gift of life I was granted
Placed on this planet
Had to go through hell just to get to heaven
I utilize my opportunities properly
God’s green earth where I serve my thang

Verse 1

Livin’ this life u learn
Wisely workin’ hard u earn
Paper, need a money counter
To encounter more money
With my name on the hustle
Placed on this planet
Be all u can be
The recipe rule number 9
So I bounce thru’ da block with a nine
Precisely vultures eye this shit
Gotta keep my swagga right
Maneuver swiftly, with a dagger
Hahaha, am just protectin’my interests

Chorus X2

Verse 2

I go thru’ pain, to trigger the joy
Now I carry a bigger gun to keep mu’fuckaz aside
I ride bangin’ tight by Nissan patro-o-owl
The pathfinder as a reminder
The contemporary to make clear who is who
Don’t confuse me with no other
When they try to bother the nigga
As I ride on my grind
Mind state of the recipe El Presidente’
Gotta collect the trophy
Showin’up in an Eldorado
Perfect timin’ Movado, YO

Chorus X2

Verse 3

I came from sellin’ dope
To seein’ way out the gutter
Thinkin’ if ama make it
Then I gotta play smarter
Set a goal, achieve then
Toast like done dada
Just do it, like Nike
Or Art Williams for real
Deal or no deal review
Jay-P is the deal for real
I set the trend while the others only follow for sho
Swallow, Jay-P and the Recipe are brand names
Like Colgate or Aquafresh
Pepsi or Coca cola
Respect the trade mark
Fin to be, a house hold name

Chorus X2


Jay-P Exotic Vs Erotic Lyrics

Chorus.
(She got style N class
She exotic for real
She sexy N enticing
She erotic indeed) x2
Exotic Vs Erotic, she got both

Verse 1.
She wanna ride the enzo when she dressed in kenzo
Gotta be a Louis Vuitton Don to get her
See she exotic, I call her exoto
With her black Gucci lingerie, drivin me nuts
Make me wanna hit it when she work it like she does
Mernerge the nigga, I figured to keep her around me
I keep paper around me, not that she love the paper
But what you gon offer if you broke
Love wont put food on the table
That’s real shit yall, make paper

Chorus.
Verse 2.
When she walk shes at home on the red carpet
Or the blue carpet, with Jay P
The presidential nigga, she lives real life
In a top notch film , sippin scotch whisky or Henny
With her friend Penny, spending my pennies
I make her drop her panties
When she grab her tits
I wanna grab her
She always gotta keep me sexed up
All the prada and gabbana that I bought is worth it
I mean not just any nigga can hit it, nah

Chorus.

Verse 3.
On Sunday afternoon
She gotta take me to the beach
Then wear clad recipe bikinis
She hop into the water
Then her top hop off
How exotic is that
She erotic indeed
Miss erotica, she love America
Especially sin city
She’s a fashionista
Settin the trend with me
Walk it with sex appeal
Settin the fashion trends
Erotic vs exotic a description of her
Clothes need her wear them
So I can snatch them off

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Jay-P Epopee Lyrics

Hookx2

Epopee, who’s that hoodlum doing what he gotta do, I am him, doing what he does to the maximal, no minimal x2
Verse1
Queries, was he born with it or not
As I grew older I reviewed by introspect
From a filthy lozenge, codes judicious
What’s coming his way
Am now luciferous or just some low bred whatever
I pull up into to so lucent am the real mckoy
Machismo in, gave rap LSS, low down am an efeoff aggressor
Man I visualize emporiums , so eminent nigga ama build a dynasty
Enfilade, I have to enfeeble, make em’ emollient
Do I need an Emmy, ama put the platinum plucks on the wall
The rap game needs me, enfranchise it
Real story, elevated style
I put my name on the hustle, am a legend

Hookx2
Verse2
Life saving rap, turned out to be mouthy
Ain’t no boastful pretender in me
Many branded me an outlaw
Ignored em’ stuck to pietism
Tried to make me face pillory
Swiftly, so quaint, I leave a dunderhead hating
As am turning from dun to paid
Am not ever your piffle
Quadrate to that
My existence is to splice this
Am on the road to the top
I take it by rule of thumb
Rule me out as a slacker
Savvy who I am
Riffraff or not and it ain’t just pay
I got somn to say charmin’ this mu’fk up
Whenever epopee is remembered
N*gga toast to that
Food for thought for y’all

Bridgex2
Not end game for me
Ama keep on empurpling y’all
From the depth of a n*gga heart
I do this for all y’all

it is simply a story about a legendary character expressed in elevated style and that Jay-P cat turns out to be the legend in the story. braggadocio is visible, i guess it complements the story
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