Download here: DJ Felli Fel ft. T-Pain, Sean Paul, Pitbull & Flo-Rida – Feel It

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Hey! Won’t you yank on some of this Cali?
Sip on some of this Platinum?
If you want some of daddy
All you gotta do is ask for some

I’m pimping up on your booty, shawty
Please don’t try to move me, shawty
I’m trying to be the life of the party
Shawty, shawty

Can you feel it? I wanna know!
Can you feel it? I wanna know!
Can you feel it? I wanna know!
Can you feel it? I wanna know!
Can you feel it?

Gal, me a know you a top class
A go an shake that fat ass, gimme the wind and stop fast
Me a da top boss, come gimme that quick cast
The whole night and I stop floss

Inna the tight charts
Me wan a touching all the right parts
Make ya get twight ass
See your body from afar, just like a night hawk
My girl a fi in NASCAR

I got that good love for you
That a me wan tell you from the first time I see you
Run with the boy, then a jus’ now I gi’ you
With trife coming now see ya sitting well tight

And ya know see me just now credit
All night long me a wet it and set it
I’ll be the man that giving it to you
All night gal know by the gate men a fight

Hey! Won’t you yank on some of this Cali?
Sip on some of this Platinum?
If you want some of daddy
All you gotta do is ask for some

I’m pimping up on your booty, shawty
Please don’t try to move me, shawty
I’m trying to be the life of the party
Shawty, shawty

Can you feel it? I wanna know!
(Me pagado mega rica)
Can you feel it? I wanna know!
(I’ma make you feel it right quick, ha ha ha)
Can you feel it? I wanna know!
Can you feel it? I wanna know!
Can you feel it?

Sean Paul, Felli, Pit, T-Pain
Mami over there off the chain
Ass gorgeous, lips insane
Hips like boom and a ass like bang

One time for them boys on the block
All pushing that ying and that yang, you know
That D, that rock, that cane
Aww, yeah mane!

Now she moving like she can’t stop
She can be from Thailand that way that she bang cock
I’m telling, your mami do anything
And she throwing it back like a b-b-boomerang

I went a little bit below her belly ring
Like a belly ring, badabing, hm, badaboom
Now dim the lights down in the room
While I slide in you like, ooh can you feel it naughty?

Hey! Won’t you yank on some of this Cali?
Sip on some of this Platinum?
If you want some of daddy
All you gotta do is ask for some

I’m pimping up on your booty, shawty
Please don’t try to move me, shawty
I’m trying to be the life of the party
Shawty, shawty

Can you feel it? I wanna know!
Can you feel it? I wanna know!
Can you feel it? I wanna know!
Can you feel it? I wanna know!
Can you feel it?

Can you feel it baby? This the breakdown
(Feel it)
DJ Felli Fel I’ma make ya shake now
(Can you feel it?)
Can you feel it baby? This the breakdown
(Feel it)
DJ Felli I’m so so
(Can you feel it?)

Hey! Lil’ mama Cali, get married
Cr-crack up, try to get to know daddy
West coast for me baby, start that fatty
Let it go below your waist like you at Bally’s

This Total Fitness, can you feel it?
Break it up or yeah you will get the business
Lil’ mama asking, I’m writing your wishes
I got it bad I’m addicted to thickness

I’m trying to be your connect, fool ’round might get you wet
Like when you turn on the jets, hello I’m in to caress
Look there’s a spot on your neck, for sure your bottom is next
Just know I’m all on ya chest, I know I’m making ya sweat

She trippin’, shawty look at my set
We trippin’, I know you gotta collect
Keep dippin’, pop up my collar, the best
We limpin’, the money flippin’

Won’t you yank on some of this Cali?
Sip on some of this Platinum?
If you want some of daddy
All you gotta do is ask for some

I’m pimping up on your booty, shawty
Please don’t try to move me, shawty
I’m trying to be the life of the party
Shawty, shawty

Can you feel it? I wanna know!
Can you feel it? I wanna know!
Can you feel it? I wanna know!
Can you feel it? I wanna know!
Can you feel it?

(Can you feel it?!)

Download here: Maino ft. T-Pain – All The Above

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Chorus [T-Pain]:
Tell me what do you see
When you looking at me
(woooahhhh)
On a mission to be
What I’m destined to be
(woooahhhh)
I done been through the pain and the sorrow
The struggle is nothing but love (nothing but love)
I’m a soldier, a rider, a ghetto survivor
And all the above
All the above (x7)

Verse 1 [Maino]:
Listen
Really what do you see
When you looking at me?
See me come up from nothing,
To me living my dreams
I done been to the bottom,
I done suffered a lot,
I deserve to be rich,
Headed straight to the top
Look how I ride for the block,
Look how I rep for the hood,
I get nothing but love now
When I come through the hood
Getting this fortune and fame
Money aint going to shame
The new benz is all white,
Call it John McCain
How the hell could you stop me?
Why in the world would you try?
I go hard forever,
That’s just how I’m designed,
That’s just how I was built
See the look in my eyes?
You take all of this from me,
And I’m still gon’ survive
You get truth from me,
But these rappers gon’ lie
I’m a part of these streets
Till the day that I die
I wave hi to the haters,
Mad that I finally done made it
Take a look and you can tell
That I’m destined for greatness

(Chorus)
Tell me what do you see
When you looking at me
(woooahhhh)
On a mission to be
What I’m destined to be
(woooahhhh)
I done been through the pain and the sorrow
The struggle is nothing but love (nothing but love)
I’m a soldier, a rider, a ghetto survivor
And all the above
All the above (x7)

Verse 2: [Maino]

It’s easy to hate,
It’s harder to love me
Ya’ll don’t understand,
Ya’ll quickly to judge me
Put your foot in my Nikes,
Picture you livin’ my life,
Picture you stuck in a cell,
Picture you wasting your life,
Picture you facing a charge,
Picture you beating the odds,
Picture you willing to bleed,
Picture you wearing the scar
Thank you for making me struggle,
Thank you for making me grind
I perfected my hustle,
Tell me the world ain’t mine
You’ve been seein’ me lately,
I’m a miracle baby
I refuse to lose
This what the ghetto done made me
I put that on my father
Tryna hope for tomorrow
When I think that I can’t,
I envision Obama,
I envision the diamonds,
I envision Ferraris
If the world was perfect,
All my niggas behind me
Ain’t you happy I made it?
That I’m making a statement?
Take a look and you can tell
That I’m destined for greatness

(Chorus)
Tell me what do you see
When you looking at me
(woooahhhh)
On a mission to be
What I’m destined to be
(woooahhhh)
I done been through the pain and the sorrow
The struggle is nothing but love (nothing but love)
I’m a soldier, a rider, a ghetto survivor
And all the above
All the above (x7)

Verse 3 [T-Pain]:
Now if you come to the spot (spot)
All the way from out on the block (block)
I hustle hard cause it’s all the same
And you know that grind don’t stop
Just ’cause I rose to the top
And everybody knows my name
Still grindin (still grindin),
Still hustlin (still hustlin)
No more pain (no more pain),
No more sufferin (no more sufferin)
To my ladies and my shorties and my thugs,
Just start dancing and shine in the love

All the above (x7)

Download here: Jesse McCartney ft. T-Pain – Body Language

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Nappy Boy, Pretty Boy collaboration
That thing you got behind you is amaaazing
Ooo, that body’s like music to my ear
Ooo, that body’s like music to my ear
Ooo, that body’s like music to my ear
‘Cause what you want is right here

Oh she, oh she so international
The way, the way she get it on the floor
I’m tryin’, I’m tryin’ to holler at you
I want to get to know you better

Parlez vous francais?
Konichiwa
Come and move in my way
Hey, little chica from Guadeloupe
That thing you got behind you is amazing

Now, I don’t speak Spanish, Japanese or French
But the way that body’s talkin’ definitely makes sense
It’s her, her body, her body, her body language
It’s her, her body, her body, her body language
The way she moves around
When she grinds to the beat
Breaking it down articulately
It’s her, her body, her body, her body language
It’s her, her body, her body, her body

That make me want to say hey…(‘ey!)
Hey…(‘ey!)
Hey…(‘ey!)
It’s her, her body, her body, her body language
C’mon

Shorty, let me whisper in your ear
Tell you everything you wanna hear
You got my vote: Hottest Girl of the Year
Let’s have a celebration, baby

Parlez vous francais?
Konichiwa
Come and move in my way
Hey, little chica from Guadeloupe
That thing you got behind you is amazing

Now, I don’t speak Spanish, Japanese or French
But the way that body’s talkin’ definitely makes sense
It’s her, her body, her body, her body language
It’s her, her body, her body, her body language
The way she moves around
When she grinds to the beat
Breaking it down articulately
It’s her, her body, her body, her body language
It’s her, her body, her body, her body

That make me want to say hey…(‘ey!)
Hey…(‘ey!)
Hey…(‘ey!)
It’s her, her body, her body, her body language
C’mon

I’m lifting up my voice to say
You’re the hottest girl in the world today
The way you shake
You got me losing my mind
You’re banging like a speakerbox
Turn around; the party stops
Universal lady, let me take you away

Now, I don’t speak Spanish, Japanese or French
But the way that body’s talkin’ definitely makes sense now
It’s her, her body, her body, her body language
It’s her, her body, her body, her body language
It’s the way she moves around
When she grinds to the beat
Breaking it down articulately
It’s her, her body, her body, her body language
It’s her, her body, her body, her body

You make me want to say hey…(‘ey!)
Hey…(‘ey!)
Hey…(‘ey!)
It’s her, her body, body, body language
C’mon

Ooo, that body’s like music to my ear
Ooo, that body’s like music to my ear
Ooo, that body’s like music to my ear
‘Cause what you want is right here

Download here: Akon ft. T-Pain – Holla Holla

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Holla holla (t-pain)
At you girl (akon) x3

Ey, akon (holla holla)
And t-pain (holla holla)

(Akon)
So many girls outside, and I wanna go take a cruise
And I know your a sexmachine and I wanna do sumthin new to you
The way you roll them thighs, and ya girl doin it too
If you want we can mix it up, I can set it up she can get it too
We got plenty of drink, plenty plenty of water
We got plenty of thing comin from cali-ifornia
And we all got that bank so believe we can afford it
So stop playin and show me what you can do

Now don’t be actin like that, I know you wanna ride
Cause my lamborghini doors go up and down
Got all these gorilla’s here, all these women here
Somebody here gon
That’s why I’m trynna
Holla holla (6x)
Let me holla at you girl

(T-pain)
I gotta big truck outside, and it sittin on twentysixes
Imma bout to step out my ride, with about twenty bitches
And they all like girls, so they all be kissin
That’s why I’m trynna put you in this girl
I’m up in this club, gotta get my groove on
If you wanna roll with, got with it, gotta get her move on
And I hope you like girls, cuz I wanna see you kissin
And now I’m trynna put you in my world

So don’t be actin like that, I know you wanna ride
Cuz my lamborghini doors go up and down
Got all these gorilla’s here, all these women here
Somebody here gon
That’s why I’m trynna
Holla holla (6x)
Let me holla at you girl

(Akon)
Shawty, said you wanna player with money
So why you actin funny with me
I aint trynna prove nothin to you
Shawty I’m trynna do sumthin to you
(T-pain)
Shawty, I’m trynna holla holla
He just a roll of penny’s I’m a stack of dollars
I’m trynna see what you gon do
Cuz baby I’m trynna leave here with you

Now don’t be actin like that, I know you wanna ride
Cuz my lamborghini doors go up and down
Got all these gorilla’s and all these women here
Somebody here gon
That’s why I’m trynna
Holla holla (6x)
Let me holla at you girl

Download here:The Lonely Island ft. T-Pain – I’m On A Boat

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Aww shit, get your towels ready it’s about to go down (shorty, yeah)
Everybody in the place hit the fucking deck (shorty, yeah)
But stay on your motherfucking toes
We running this, let’s go

I’m on a boat (I’m on a boat)
I’m on a boat (I’m on a boat)
Everybody look at me ’cause I’m sailing on a boat (sailing on a boat)
I’m on a boat (I’m on a boat)
I’m on a boat
Take a good hard look at the motherfucking boat (boat, yeah)

I’m on a boat motherfucker take a look at me
Straight flowing on a boat on the deep blue sea
Busting five knots, wind whipping out my coat
You can’t stop me motherfucker cause I’m on a boat

Take a picture, trick (trick)
I’m on a boat, bitch (bitch)
We drinking Santana champ,
Cause it’s so crisp (crisp)
I got my swim trunks
And my flippie-floppies
I’m flipping burgers, you at Kinko’s
Straight flipping copies

I’m riding on a dolphin, doing flips and shit
The dolphin’s splashing, getting everybody all wet
But this ain’t Seaworld, this is real as it gets
I’m on a boat, motherfucker, don’t you ever forget

I’m on a boat and
It’s going fast and
I got a nautical themed
Pashmina afghan
I’m the king of the world
On a boat like Leo
If you’re on the shore,
Then you’re sure not me-oh

Get the fuck up, this boat is REAL!

Fuck land, I’m on a boat, motherfucker (motherfucker)
Fuck trees, I climb buoys, motherfucker (motherfucker)
I’m on the deck with my boys, motherfucker (yeah)
This boat engine make noise, motherfucker

Hey ma, if you could see me now (see me now)
Arms spread wide on the starboard bow (starboard bow)
Gonna fly this boat to the moon somehow (moon somehow)
Like Kevin Garnett, anything is possible

Yeah, never thought I’d be on a boat
It’s a big blue watery road (yeah)
Poseidon
Look at me, oh (all hands on deck)

Never thought I’d see the day
When a big boat coming my way
Believe me when I say
I fucked a mermaid

I’m on a boat
I’m on a boat
Everybody look at me ’cause I’m sailing on a boat (woah)
I’m on a boat
I’m on a boat
Take a good hard look at the mothafuckin’ boat (sha-sha-shorty, shorty, yeah)

Download here:Jamie Foxx ft. T-Pain – Blame It

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Blame it on the Goose (goose)
Got you feeling loose (loose)
Blame it on Petron (‘tron)
Got you in the zone (zone)
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the alcohol (fades)

(Verse 1)

Ay, She say she usually don’t
But I know that she front
Cause shawty know what she want
But she don’t wanna seem like she easy
I hear you saying what ya won’t do
But you know we probably gon do
What you been fening deep inside
Don’t lie now

(Chorus)

Girl, What ya drinking
Gone let it sink in
Here for the weekend
Thinking, we can
See what we can be if we press fast foward
Just one more round
If you’re down, I’m for it
Fill another cup up
Feeling on your butt-What?
You don’t even care now
I was unaware
How fine you was before my buzz set in
(My buzz set in)

Blame it on the Goose (goose)
Got you feeling loose (loose)
Blame it on Petron (‘tron)
Got you in the zone (zone)
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the Vodka
Blame it on the Henny
Blame it on the Blue Tap
Gotcha feeling dizzy
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the alcohol (fades)

(Verse 2)

Oooh, see?
She spilled some drink on me
And now I’m knowing she’s tipsy
She put her body on me
And she keep staring me right in my eyes
No telling what I’m gone do
Baby, I would rather show you
What you been missing in your life
When I get inside

(Chorus)

Girl, What ya drinking
Gone let it sink in
Here for the weekend
Thinking, we can
See what we can be if we press fast foward
Just one more round
If you’re down, I’m for it
Fill another cup up
Feeling on your butt-What?
You don’t even care now
I was unaware
How fine you was before my buzz set in
(My buzz set in)

Blame it on the Goose (goose)
Got you feeling loose (loose)
Blame it on Petron (‘tron)
Got you in the zone (zone)
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the Vodka
Blame it on the Henny
Blame it on the Blue Tap
Gotcha feeling dizzy
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the alcohol (fades)

(T-Pain Verse)

Girl I know you feel good
Just like you look
Couple more shots
You open up like a book
I ain’t tripping
(Cause I’mma read ya)
I ain’t tripping
(I just wanna please ya)
I’mma take a shot of *Nuvo
Shawty didn’t you know
It’s going down
And we can go and kick it like Judo
You know what I mean
Shawty got drunk, thought it all was a dream
So I made her say, “Ah, Ah, Ah”
Now she got her hands on my legs
Got my seats all wet in my ride
All over my ride
She look me dead in the eye (eye, eye)
Then my pants got bigger
She already knew what the figure
Had her looking at her boyfriend
Like “Fuck that Nigga”

(T-Pain Chorus)

Blame it on the juice
Got you feeling loose
Blame it on Petron
Got you in the zone (zone)
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the Vodka
Blame it on the Henny
Blame it on the Blue Tap
Gotcha feeling dizzy
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the alcohol (fades)

Now to the Ballers popping bottles
With their Henny in they cups
Screaming “Money ain’t a thing”
And if it ain’t, throw it up
In the sky, Hold your drinks up high
And to the independent Ballers
Who can buy they own bottles
And if you looking like a model
When them broke fellas holla
Tell them bye
And hold ya drinks up high
You can…

Blame it on the Goose (goose)
Got you feeling loose (loose)
Blame it on Petron (‘tron)
Got you in the zone (zone)
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the Vodka
Blame it on the Henny
Blame it on the Blue Tap
Gotcha feeling dizzy
Blame it on the a-a-a-a-a-a-alcohol
Blame it on the alcohol (fades)

Download here: Ludacris ft. T-Pain – One More Drink

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Feat. T-pain

[Verse 1]
It was friday night
And I was feelin’ AIIIGHT, (Yep)
Downtown Atlanta, big city, bright lights,
Mixin’ Henny wit tha Sprite,
While I’m drinkin’ and drivin’,
No police lights,
No police sirens,
I’m headed to da club, lookin’ for a freak,
A couple cheeks
Pull up to da spot 26′s like BAAAM,
Eyes on me like BITCH, DO YOU SEE EM’?
Stroke to da frontdo’ headed to da VIP,
Bought a couple bottles and I took a couple sips,
Strokin out da room and what do I SEE?,
A nice round butt and a pair of double D’s,
So, I cribed up like SHAWTY WHAT’S HAPPNIN’?,
You killin’ that dress and I love it wit a passion,
Then she turned around and her face was AIIIGHT,
She had a gap tooth and a mean overbite,
But I was like HMMMMM…

[Refrain]
[T-Pain]
If I take one more drink,
I’m gon’ bender bookin’ YOUUUUUU,
Is that what you wanna DOOOO shawty?,
If I take one more drink,
I’m gon’ bender bookin’ YOUUUUUU,
You TOOOOOO

[Verse 2]
Woke up the next mornin’and all I can remember,
Was takin’ shots and tippin’ a bartender,
Surrender to da woman,
That were bringin’ me home,
Cause’ she started lookin’ better,
Every shot of patron YEP!
I jumped up wit a devilish grin,
Cause’ tonight DAMN RIGHT! I MIGHT DO IT AGAIN!
So I called up da homies (Whaddup?)
Let’s ride, we can hit the sportsbar,
Over on the Southside,
Get a couple of Coronas, couple of Limes,
Went up to da bar, saw a couple of dimes,
So I,
Slowly walked up an said HII,
My name is Ludacris and I’mma hell of a guy,
One said I know who you are,
I’m your #1 fan,
And right now was too bad,
I got a man,
And I said I understand,
But where the hell is he at?
Cause’ in a minute, if he don’t show? up, ? MAAAAAAAN…
[Refrain]
[T-Pain]
If I take one more drink,
I’m gon’ bender bookin’ YOUUUUUU,
Is that what you wanna DOOOO shawty?,
If I take one more drink,
I’m gon’ bender bookin’ YOUUUUUU,
You TOOOOOO

[Luda]
Ay Pain holla at em right quick man!

[T-Pain]
You gon get in trouble with your man giiirl,
(Don’t get in trouble girl)
Talkin bout how you’re my biggest fan giiirl,
(I know what I’m doin’)
Now I don’t wanna do,
(Pleasee)
What if you gon make me do?
(Don’t make me do it, don’t make me dooo it! )
If I had one more drink

[Verse 3]
One more drink I’mma get cha,
Home, then I’ll split cha,
Grab the camera phone,
And take a bunch drunk pictures,
Cause’ Hennessy mixed wit a whole bunch of buddha,
Equals you, mixed with a whole bunch of Luda,
And you know how far one drink could go,
Start slurrin’ my speech, slowin’ up da FLOOW,
Hikin’ up these skirts,
Climbin’ up your shirt,
It’s Mr. Latenight Luda and I like to flirt,
So guess what BABYGIIIIIIRL…

[Refrain]
[T-Pain]
If I take one more drink,
I’m gon’ bender bookin’ YOUUUUUU,
(Just one book)
Is that what you wanna DOOOO shawty?,
(That’s all it gon take)
If I take one more drink,
I’m gon’ bender bookin’ YOUUUUUU,
(WHO ELSE T-PAIN?)
You TOOOOOO

[Luda talks]
You hear what I’m sayin’?
People to picky these days… DAMN IT!
Too tall, too short, too fat, too skinny,
Have a couple of drinks and quit discriminating,
This is been a Luda Service Announcement

Deuces…
HAHAHA…

Download here: T-Pain ft. Ludacris – Chopped ‘N’ Skrewed

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Yeah!
YEA-YEAH!
WHOA-O-OHH

[Hook 1:]
Nuh-Nuh Nuh Shawty
Nuh-Nuh Nuh Shawty
Nuh-Nuh Nuh Shawty
Don’t chop me, Shawty don’t Screw Me
Shawty don’t chop me, Shawty don’t Screw Me
Shawty don’t chop me, Shawty don’t Screw Me
Yeah
Yea-Yeah

[Verse 1: T-Pain]
Have you ever seen
A dime piece all alone at the bar (bar-bar)
Straight out of a magazine
And you just want to let her know who you are (are-are)
So you say let me buy you a drink
Or a little conversation
If that’s what you want to do (do-do)
And she said love is about to end
And you said y dont u come to my crib
And She said I can’t leave my friends

[Chorus 1:]
Now you’ve offically been chopped and screwed
Screwed-Screwed
Chopped-Chopped
And Screwed
You’ve offically been
dance-dance
Screwed
And Ewed-Ewed
Chopped
Screwed-Screwed
You’ve offically been chopped and screwed
And-And
Screw
Chop-Screw-Screwed
You’ve offically been Screwed
Screwed
Screw-Screw
Chop-Chop
And Screwed
You’ve officially been
And-And
Screwed

[Hook 2:]
Shawty don’t chop me, Shawty don’t Screw Me (Yeah)
Sha-Shawty don’t chop me, Shawty Screw-Screw (Chopped and Screwed)
Shawty-Shawty don’t chop, Shawty-Shawty don’t Screw Me (HEYYY-Yeah)
Shawty don’t chop me, don’t-don’t Screw Me (Yea-Yeah)

[Verse 2: T-Pain]
Have you ever been in the VIP room
Of your favorite street club (club-club)
And you got a shawty on you
Kissing on your neck
Making you feel like she so in love (love-love)
Now you done grabbed you a couple a drinks
And you feeling like it’s about time to cuddle up (up-up)
And you said shawty what’s really up
And she takes big sip out yo cup
And she said it’ll be 60 bucks

[Chorus 2:]
Now you’ve officially been chopped and screwed
Screwed-Screwed
Chopped-Chopped
And Screwed
You’ve officially been
Dance-Dance
Screwed
And Ewed-Ewed
Chopped
Screwed-Screwed (Luda-Luda (hahaha)
You’ve officially been chopped and screwed

[Ludacris:]
Nah-Nah-Nah
Shawty why you acting all like that (like that)
Like all you ever really want to do is just doubt me
Ludacris can’t-can’t live with out ‘em
But even more I bet you really can’t live with out me (nope)
You-You must of flipped yo wig (yup)
You got to be out yo mind (ey)
I chop ch-chop You screw-You Screw
You out of yo-out of yo spine (woo)
Back breaker
Put you over my knees
Put you on punishment
Women and I’ll spank ya (baaa)
Have you praising the lord
Like thank you-thank you
Thank you lord I want to thank you (Jesus)
But have you ever met a women that will lead you on
And still you work instead of please her (yup)
Have her singing this song
Cause all night long
She did nothing but flirt and tease ya (yup)
But I got to admit that I have
Put one in the air sit back and I laugh (ey)
Shawty why do you insist on doing me that bad (ey)
Probably it’s cause the amount of booty that I grab (ey)
Comming back to haunt me
So instead of being put in submission to subdue (what happened)
Guess what dawg (hahaha) (Lu-Lu-Luda)

[Chorus 3:]
Now you’ve officially been chopped and screwed
Screwed-Screwed
Chopped-Chopped
And Screwed
You’ve officially been
Dance-Dance
Screwed
And Ewed-Ewed
Chopped
Screwed-Screwed
You’ve officially been chopped and screwed
And-And
Screw
Chop-Screw-Screwed
You’ve officially been Screwed
Screwed
Screw-Screw
Chop-Chop
And Screwed
You’ve offically been
And-And
Screwed

[Hook 3:]
Shawty don’t chop me, Shawty don’t Screw Me (Yeah)
Sha-Shawty don’t chop me, Shawty Screw-Screw (Chopped and Screwed)
Shawty-Shawty don’t chop, Shawty-Shawty don’t Screw Me
Shawty don’t chop me, don’t-don’t Screw Me-Me-Me-Me-Me-Me-ME

Download here: T-Pain ft. Lil Wayne – Can’t Believe It

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she make me feel so good, better than i would by myself or
if i was with someobody else.
u dont understand
she make the people say yeeeeahhhhhh, yeahhhhhhh.

(t-pain)

i could put u in a log…cabin
somewhere in aspin,
girl aint nothin to the pain,
it aint trickin if i got it wat u askin…4.
put u in a mansion, somewhere in wiscansin.
like i said it aint nothin to the pain
we could change our last name, wats happinen.
cus u look so good,
tell me y u wanna work here, put u on the front page of a king magazine,
but u gone get ur self hurt here.
ay, baby i brought u in the back just to have a conversation,
i really think u need some ventalation.
lets talk about uuuuuu and meeeeeee.

(hook)
ooo i cant believe it,
oo, oo, she all on me (on me)
man man i thank she want me (want me)
naw i cant leave her lonley nawwwww.
ooo i cant believe it,
oo, oo, she all on me (on me)
man man i thank she want me (want me)
naw i cant leave her lonely nawwwww.
u dont understand
she make the people say yeahhhh, yeahhhhh, yeahhhh,
she hit the main stage
she make the people say, yeahhh, yeahhh, yeahhhh

(t-pain)
i could put u in a condo,
all the way up in toranto,
baby put u in a fur coat,
ridin in the murcilago,
i put u in the beach house, right on the edge of coastaricka,
put 1 of them lil flowers in ur hair,
have u lookin like a fly mamacita,(fuego)
cus u look so gooood,
u make me wanna spend it all on ya,
get up out this club,
slide with ya boy,
we can do what u wanna, yeahhh,
baby i brought u in the back cus u need a lil persuasion, plus u need a lil ventalation, lets talk about uuuuuuu, yeahh and meeeee.

(hook)
ooo i cant believe it,
oo, oo, she all on me (on me)
man man i thank she want me (want me)
naw i cant leave her lonley nawwwww.
ooo i cant believe it,
oo, oo, she all on me (on me)
man man i thank she want me (want me)
naw i cant leave her lonely nawwwww.
and u dont understand
she make the people say yeahhhh, yeahhhhh, yeahhhh,
she hit the main stage
she make the people say, yeahhh, yeahhh, yeahhhh

(T-wayne)
now i can put yo ass out,
oooo keep runnin ur mouth,
and if your brothers come trippin ima show em wat these tear drops about,
shawty i was just playin,
ooo but i could take u to the cayman…islands have u
screamin and hollerin,
gone be makin love on the beach
the people see wat we doin,
aww they pointin and ooooin ooh but we gone keep on doin, its like it just me and u aint no one else around,
it went down on the balcony,
and her legs open, how sweet,
shawty like a model out the penthouse sheets,
thats why i got her on my penthouse sheets,

(hook)
and ooo i cant believe it,
oo, oo, she all on me (on me) man man i thank she want me (want me)
naw i cant leave her lonley nawwwww.
ooo i cant believe it, oo, oo, she all on me (on me)
man man i thank she want me (want me)
naw i cant leave her lonley nawwwww.
and u dont understand she make the people say yeahhhh, yeahhhhh, yeahhhh,
she hit the main stage she make the people say, yeahhh, yeahhh, yeahhh.

Download here: Chris Brown ft. T-Pain – Kiss Kiss

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[Chorus:]
She want that lovey dovey
That kiss-kiss, kiss-kiss
In her mind she fantasize
bout getting wit me
They hating on me
They wanna diss this, kiss-kiss
Cause she mine and so fine
And thick as can be [x2]

[Verse 1:]
I’m a country boy from Tappahanock
Va is where I reside so shawty understand it
And I know I just turn 18
And I get a little mannish
And you see this bandanna hanging
That means I’m like a bandit (li-like a bandit, bandit)

[Vamp:]
I got paper girl
The Lamborghini
with the spider seats
you never seen it
so get it shawty
we parking lot pimping in my dome
And I know what you want

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
I’m the epitome of this demonstration
I got the remedy you feeling me
So why is you hating?
And my anatomy is bird like
yeah you heard right
girl I’m the king so that means I’m fly

[Vamp:]
If you wit it girl
get it poppin
roll wit me
ain’t no stopping
so get it shawty
we parking lot pimping in my dome
I know want you want

[Chorus x2]

[T-Pain:]
Shawty let me holla at you
you so hot-hot-hot-hot
you think I’d be holing
if you not-not-not-not
I’m king of the town
you can take a look around
Teddy Penderazzdown
is the spot-spot-spot-spot
(Yeah) I got money on me
(Yeah) Baby girl no problem
(Yeah) You rolling shawty?
(Yeah) Lets hit McDonald’s
It’s T.P. and C.B.
I’m the nappy boy—ooh weee!

[Chorus x2]

Download here: Flo Rida ft. T-Pain – Low

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[Chorus:]
Shawty had them Apple Bottom Jeans [Jeans]
Boots with the fur [With the fur]
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the flo [She hit the flo]
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps [With the straps]
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack [Ayy]
She hit the flo [She hit the flo]
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

[Verse 1:]
I ain’t never seen nuthin that’ll make me go,
This crazy all night spendin my dough
Had a million dollar vibe and a bottle to go
Dem birthday cakes, they stole the show
So sexual, she was flexible
Professional, drinkin X and ooo
Hold up wait a minute, do I see what I think I
Whoa
Did I think I seen shorty get low
Ain’t the same when it’s up that close
Make it rain, I’m makin it snow
Work the pole, I got the bank roll
Imma say that I prefer them no clothes
I’m into that, I love women exposed
She threw it back at me, I gave her more
Cash ain’t a problem, I know where it goes

She had them

[Chorus:]
Apple Bottom Jeans [Jeans]
Boots with the fur [With the fur]
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the flo [She hit the flo]
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps [With the straps]
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack
[Ayy]
She hit the flo [She hit the flo]
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

[Verse 2:]
Hey
Shawty what I gotta do to get you home
My jeans full of gwap
And they ready for Shones
Cadillacs Maybachs for the sexy grown
Patrone on the rocks that’ll make you moan

One stack (come on)
Two stacks (come on)
Three stacks (come on, now that’s three grand)
What you think I’m playin baby girl
I’m the man, I’ll bend the rubber bands

That’s what I told her, her legs on my shoulder
I knew it was ova, that Henny and Cola
Got me like a Soldier
She ready for Rover, I couldn’t control her
So lucky oo me, I was just like a clover
Shorty was hot like a toaster
Sorry but I had to fold her,
Like a pornography poster
She showed her

[Chorus:]
Apple Bottom Jeans [Jeans]
Boots with the fur [With the fur]
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the flo [She hit the flo]
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps [With the straps]
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack [Ayy]
She hit the flo [She hit the flo]
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

[Verse 3:]
Whoa
Shawty
Yea she was worth the money
Lil mama took my cash,
And I ain’t want it back,
The way she bit that rag,
Got her them paper stacks,
Tattoo Above her crack,
I had to handle that,

I was on it, sexy woman, let me shownin
They be want it two in the mornin
I’m zonin in them rosay bottles foamin
She wouldn’t stop, made it drop
Shorty did that pop and lock,
Had to break her off that gwap
Gah it was fly just like my glock

[Chorus:]
Apple Bottom Jeans [Jeans]
Boots with the fur [With the fur]
The whole club was lookin at her
She hit the flo [She hit the flo]
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reeboks with the straps [With the straps]
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack [Ayy]
She hit the flo [She hit the flo]
Next thing you know
Shawty got low low low low low low low low

Download here: Lil Wayne ft. T-Pain – Got Money

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[Intro: Lil Wayne]
I need a Winn-Dixie
Grocery bag full of money
Right now to the VIP section (wosh, wosh, wosh)
You got Young Mula
In the house tonight baby
Yeah!!
Yeah!
Young!
Young! (wosh)
Young! (wosh)
Young! (wosh)
Young Mula Baby!

[Chorus: T-Pain + Lil Wayne]
Got money (yeah)
And you know it
Take it out your pocket and show it (then)
Throw it (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way
Gettin’ mug
From everybody who see that
Hang over the wall of the VIP
Like (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Now I was bouncing through the club
She loved the way I did it but
I see her boyfriend hatin’ like a city cop
Now I ain’t never been a chicken but my fitty cocked
Say I ain’t never been a chicken but my semi cocked
Now where your bar at?
I’m tryna rent it out
And we so bout it bout it
Now what are you about?
DJ show me love
He say my name when the music stop
Young Money Lil Wayne
Then the music drop
I make it snow
I make it flurry
I make it out alright tomorrow don’t worry
Yeah
Young Wayne on them hoes
A.K.A. Mr. Make It Rain On Them Hoes (Young Money)

[Chorus: T-Pain + Lil Wayne]
Got money (yeah)
And you know it
Take it out your pocket and show it (then)
Throw it (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way
Gettin’ mug
From everybody who see that
Hang over the wall of the VIP
Like (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
(Streets)
Here we go one for the money
Two for the show
Now clap your hands if you got a bank roll
Like some clap on lights in this bitch
I be clapping all night
In this bitch (uhh hun)
Lights off (uhh hun)
Man it’s on (uhh hun)
She saw me (uhh hun)
She smiling (yeah)
He muggin’
who cares, cause my goons are right here
Aye
Its nothin to a big dog
And I’m a Great Dane
I wear eight chains
I mean so much ice
They yell skate Wayne!
She wanna f**k Weezy
But she wanna rape wayne (uhh hun)

[Chorus: T-Pain + Lil Wayne]
Got money (yeah)
And you know it
Take it out your pocket and show it (then)
Throw it (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way
Gettin’ mug
From everybody who see that
Hang over the wall of the VIP
Like..

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Okay,
It’s Young Wayne on them hoes
A.K.A. Mr. Make It Rain On Them Hoes
Like ehhhh!
Everybody say Mr. Rain man
Can we have a rainy day?
Bring a umbrella
Please bring a umbrella
Ella, ella, ella ehhh!
Bitch ain’t shit but a hoe in a trick
Bet you no one ain’t trick if you got it
You know we ain’t f**king if you not thick
And I cool your ass down if you think you’re hot shit
So rolex watch this
I do it 4 5 6 my click
Clack goes the black hoe pimp
And just like it I blow that shit
Cause bitch I’m the bomb like
Tick tick
Yeah!!

[Chorus: T-Pain + Lil Wayne]
Got money (yeah)
And you know it
Take it out your pocket and show it (then)
Throw it (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way
Gettin’ mug
From everybody who see that
Hang over the wall of the VIP
Like (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way (fly)
This a way (fly)
Thata way

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Yeah
It’s Young Wayne on them hoes
A.K.A. Mr. Make It Rain On Them Hoes
Yeah
Young Wayne on them hoes
Make a stripper fall in love
T-Pain on them hoes
aha!