feat. Jermaine Dupri

Where they do that at? Where they do that at?
Where they do that at? Cause they damn sure don’t do that round her
Ride around don’t stop, where they do that at?
You see my top don’t drop, where they do that at?
Nigga my wrist don’t rock, where they do that at?
Cause they damn sure don’t do that round her

You can find me in Saint Louis still diddy
I’m still my rover but my 20’s now 30
Yeah, was in my 20’s now it’s 30
I’m … with one black and now I got 30
You say it’s jumping well I beat that night
And I probably pull her in something you never seen in your life
Trust me mama, I’m the type of nigger needed in your life
Don’t miss the chance to advance Shawty, take my advice
Damn girl, … all of a sudden it’s important
Mama tell me your name, tell me your plans for the night
I’ma tell you the same
Long as you leave with a nigga I don’t care how you came
I eat, sleep, shit and talk…
You see that… on tv, I bought that
Go look outside you see that I bought that
If I ain’t a lunatic, then what do you call that?

Where they do that at? Where they do that at?
Where they do that at? Nigga I don’t get it in
Where they do that at? Cause they damn sure don’t do that round her
…nigga I don’t get, .. Where they do that at?
I don’t carry black cards, where they do that at?
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Shit, … Where they do that at?
Cause they damn sure don’t do that round her

You see a lot of niggas hate me cause a lot of girls love me
Some love my swag yo and other love my money
It really don’t matter cause they all wanna fuck me
In Milwauke for my…
Dope man … in a rugby
Catch me on my old school goosing on a Sunday
Runway models, it’s a few that do it for me
Everybody love me yo…
Yeah that’s funny, pocket full of leprechauns, nigga call me lucky
This be the little me nigga we gonna call it chucky
But this ain’t childplay … for money now
So I can get my mag on, I’m smotth with my Gucci rags on
One more thing before I walk out the door
Oh, ratches ass hoe

Where they do that at? Where they do that at?
Where they do that at? Yeah get it in
Cause they damn sure don’t do that round her
She a Shawty ain’t got it where they do that at?
She a … got no … where they do that at?
… Where they do that at?
Cause they damn sure don’t do that round her

They don’t do that where I’m from, they just don’t do that, do that
They don’t do that where I’m from, they just don’t do that, man
They don’t do that where I’m from, they just don’t do that
Where they do that at? Where they do that at?
Where they do that at? Cause they damn sure don’t do that round her.

See usually i don’t do this
But i’m about to do this
I’m the new Rn’b king
..f*ckign with me no no

Chorus:
Lay your hands on my pillow
Lay your hands on my pillow boy
Lay it down, lay it down, lay it down oh
Oh lay it down,
Lay your hands on my pillow boy

I’m leak it up i don’t really give a f*ck
Can you pull my head daddy you know what i love
And you can call em willow i’m with ym head
I don’t buy no pillow pillow pillow
I will tell you something that i didn’t know
Baby i’m a .. how to blow
I talk the wind how to blow
I put my back just for you ‘cause you’re so right

Strap up is about to be a pumpin ride

Ooh
Chorus:
Lay your hands on my pillow
Lay your hand down on my pillow boy
Lay it down, lay it down, lay it down oh
lay it down, lay it down, lay it down
Lay your hands on my pillow boy

I make a brand on you hoes
..in the game i’m out of control
Keep talking shit bout the shit you don’t know about
Run up i’ll get down show you what first 48 about
At a .. if you got something to say
You .. i’ma block you anyway
Daddy .. that i was the best did nobody tell you that i ..to mess

[Chorus:]

I saw when arrived looking like a supermodel
You ass from the side looks just like a coke bottle
I like the way you… put that thing on…
So get, get get get up on the…

I wanna see you moving like they’re moving in jamaica
Pretend that I am dinner you can be my song shake up
You ain’t tryin to hide it girl you’re a troublemaker
And I’m a troublemaker maker maker maker maker.

Chorus:
I throw my hands up if you believe in me now
I keep my hands up and do it all for the now
Sing it oeo oeoeoeoa oeoeoeoa oeoeoeoa

Oeoeoeoa oeoeoeoa.

Sexy little mama… nice to meet you
Can I be in your classroom and be your private teacher
If I bring up my camera will you be in my future
‘Cause we’re gonna do some things
Hope your daddy ain’t no preacher

I wanna see you moving like they’re moving in jamaica
Pretend that I am dinner you can be my song shake up
You ain’t tryin to hide it girl you’re a troublemaker
And I’m a troublemaker maker maker maker maker.

Chorus:

Forget them other boys baby, forget them other guys
Yeh I see your nose wing, might as well be a … or …
I used to pull girls like you, nope, …
You ain’t a mixtape, … million for you…
Hey-yo, Hey-yo,
Can you hear me? Ah, can you hear me?
One more time say
Hey-yo, can you hear me, I can make it rain, make this all go …

You just give me…make … be alright
That ass makes me wanna uhuuu,
You know exactly what you do
I would really like to take that home
Everybody here knows
She looks like sex, sex, sex, sex
She looks like sex, sex, sex, sex
She looks like sex, sex, sex, sex
She looks like sex, sex, sex, sex.

[T.I. - Verse 1]
I got a corkscrew swag, they see me and get it poppin’
I wear their ass out and in the morning take ‘em shoppin’
Treat a hoe so sweet, they get wit’ me they spoilt rotten
They wanna be my baby, call me daddy no adoption
Shawty raw, for, at it all costs
Hit the club twice as fly as anybody I saw
Training wheels on the hustle I will never fall off
You can keep ya p-ssy baby, give me all ?
I’m young dumb, cold as they come
Treat me like the drummer, give me some would ya hun’
Yeah I’m hung but I still get sprung with the tongue
F-ck her good all night, even the sun finna come

[Hook]
I’m on fire and ice cold
A black Benz, a white Rolls
Like loose women, and tight clothes
Say I’m the bomb bitch, I’m dynamite pyro
(bang, ba-bang, bang, ba-bang, bang..)
I’m dynamite, pyro
(bang, ba-bang, bang, ba-bang, bang..)
I’m the bomb bitch, I’m dynamite, pyro

[T.I. - Verse 2]
Rock a bad bitch, you with me, whats there name? who cares?
Treat ‘em like Twix, I’m coming in pairs
Go insane in that p-ssy but I never go fair
Yep, veneer so rare shawty aint even fair
Everywhere you see I be, I get that don’t handle my B.I.
Money small thing to a giant, Eli
G4 flying, I don’t never see the kids
I take a nigga little bitch and buy her a little Prius, yes
Dat aint on fire like we is
Certified flyer, recognise us where you see us
Take no shit, no how, no way
We TNT C4, Okaaay

[Hook]

[T.I. - Verse 2]
Party at the presidential, if you with it, lets get it
No matter where you live, I’m the hottest in your city
They talking ’bout they balling and their flossing but I live it
I sit her in that Phantom, get her out that Honda Civic
In the VIP I’m chillin’, everythang ice cold
Black chicks, Latin bitches, Asian broads, white hoes
F-ck wit’ hoes who like hoes, only if they tight though
Purse game insane, shoe game pyscho
Black on black, credit card on deck
And a Black Maybach on the Boulevard
? in the chain, filled wit’ clear stones
Hero as I can be, H.N.I.C?
I gone

[Hook]

[feat. Rick Ross & Jeremih]

[Chorus: Jeremih]
I apologize I don’t recollect your name
(Oooh, baby I don’t know your name)
But lemme tell you that them heels really compliment your frame
(Look at your body baby)
Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then I gotta catch my plane
Say ya miss me and ya wishing for some private time
Girl how could we get that way?

[Verse 1: Wale]
Look, another day another dollar
She hate me when I leave cause when I leave I never call her
That’s life shit, alright, shit, I could call you right quick
But if I call you gone be like “Boo why we haven’t skyped yet? ”
And I skype, bet you say “Lay where my flight at”
If I decline then you inquire on where I spend my nights at
Shit this life gets overwhelming and more then hectic
But a woman worth some anger is certainly worth some effort
Just look closer my life is quite deceptive
Women’ll sell they soul just to buy some attention
I need something to hold fuck that passive aggression
And when I’m back from off that road don’t ask me no questions
Please… fear watchu don’t know

[Chorus: Jeremih]
I apologize I don’t recollect your name
But lemme tell you that them heels really compliment your frame
Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then I gotta catch my plane
Say ya miss me and ya wishing for some private time
Girl how could we get that way?

[Verse 2: Wale]
Don’t remember how I met her but I know I won’t forget her
If loving her is wrong then I just know I won’t see heaven
She say she from Seattle, she twenty and some change
Before I get to T.I.A. I’m sure to make her rain
Then I’m back up on my plane Chi town over here
We spend some time and get some wine have some miles from?
I told her this here’s overrated but I love your city baby
Gotta get back to the D you know we finally famous
Driver drop me off in dallas I’m headed to some money
TSA be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage
I know I’m a always leave em but I swear I’ll always love em
Tell her you’ll probably find someone but you’ll never find another

[Chorus: Jeremih]
I apologize I don’t recollect your name
But lemme tell you that them heels really compliment your frame
Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then I gotta catch my plane
Say ya miss me and ya wishing for some private time
Girl how could we get that way?

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Got on my suede shoes, I’m in a great mood
That baggage claim awaiting miss thang outta St. Louis
Know she shining bright, got on my cartier, she my billie jean we minaj with mary jane
See we city hop, Vegas to LA, brings alotta joy Buggati boy that’s Laina Lane
Our faucets used to drip, I used to ride the bench, but it was written in cursive for this king to exist
Packed her bags now she live amongst entrepreneurs
Marc Jacob the makeup Gi-Givenchy consumer Gianni Versace connoisseur a carnivore
Accountable for half a million uncounted for

[Chorus: Jeremih]
I apologize I don’t recollect your name
But lemme tell you that them heels really complement your frame
Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then I gotta catch my plane
Say ya miss me and ya wishing for some private time girl how could we get that way?

I wanna sing, I wanna shout.
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid.
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.

Nothing to hide
Stifle or smother
Suffered and cried
Strife made me tougher
Never ———-
The trouble I writes ———
Expectations to get rep
Ain’t never begged yet
When I wanted to get pence, hustle,
To be, I’m exactly what my neck says.
Saying I tried to cash in on my Dad’s death,
I wanted to vent ‘stead I said nothing at all.
After all you were never kin to me,
Family is something that you never been to me,
In fact making it harder for me to see my father was
the only thing that you ever did for me.

I wanna sing, I wanna shout.
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid.
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.

As a kid I looked up to you,
Only thing was I never saw enough of you.
Last thing I said to you was I hated you,
I loved you but now it’s too late to say to you.
Just didn’t know what to do and how to deal with it,
Even now deep down I still live it.
To think, I used to blame me,
I wonder what I did to you to make you hate me.
I wasn’t even 5, life’s a journey and mine wasn’t an
easy ride.
You never even got to see me rhyme,
I just wish you woulda reached out,
I wish you woulda been round when I been down.
I wish that you could see me now,
Wherever you are I really hope you find peace.
But know that if I ever have kids,
Unlike you I’ll never let them be without me.

I wanna sing, I wanna shout.
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid.
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.

I write songs I can’t listen to
Everything I have, I give to you
In every one of these lines I sing to you.
My job’s more like public service
My life just became yours to read and interpret.
If you heard it it’d come across a lot different at
times
I throw fits when I read how they word things.
You see me smile
Now you’re gonna have to see me hurtin’
Coz pretending everything is alright when it ain’t,
really isn’t working.

I wanna sing, I wanna shout.
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid.
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.

I ain’t censoring myself for nobody
I’m the only thing I can be,
All that is good, all that is bad, all that is, me.

I wanna sing, I wanna shout.
I wanna scream till the words dry out.
So put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid.
They can read all about it, read all about it, oh.

[Nicki Minaj]
I am the female Weezy, this shit is easy
Pull up in that new new, bitch get a squeegee
Yeah my flow sick, yeah my flow queasy
Haha, they were sleeping on me, z-zz-zz
This p-ssy clean, this p-ssy squeeky
That p-ssy old, that p-ssy creaky
When I’m out the country, niggas call me Neeki
Hi, How are you? Yes, it’s nice to meet me
Damn, Billboard, I mean I’m winning but I’m still bored
Yeah we shine, gold cluster
As for your career, dead: Ghost Busters

[Nicki Minaj - Hook]
That’s why you mad
Thats why you why you mad mad
That’s why you mad
Thats why you why you mad mad
That’s why you mad
Thats why you why you mad mad

[Birdman]
Yeah, Bigga Than Life
C4, We the Bidness

Man, f-ck ya’ll niggas
Get down or lay down
Shoot up anything except a school or playground
Triple OG nigga, these hoes know me
Shining AK blood, just like a trophy
I’m old school, and I’ll smack a bitch
Getting money like a muthaf-cking cracker bitch
What you know about it? Take notes nigga
YMCMB, head coach nigga
Yeah, stuntman, stuntman
Streetsweeper in my hand get the dustpan
Yeah, we done took off nigga
Got the game on lock like football nigga

[Nicki Minaj - Hook]
That’s why you mad
Thats why you why you mad mad
That’s why you mad
Thats why you why you mad mad
That’s why you mad
Thats why you why you mad mad

[Lil Wayne]
Uh, i got the world in my wallet
Swisha full of violet
Niggas think they fly make me check ya flight mileage
That P on my hat is for Piru, not Pirates
I bet I can turn her p-ssy to a f-cking fire hydrant
And I do it for my niggas, my muthaf-cking niggas
Cause these hoes so thirsty like they got the f-cking hiccups
I am beast hoe, to say the least hoe
No cut on the coke, thats coke zero
Yeah tonight, I’ll probably f-ck another nigga girl
Party time, excellent, Waynes World
This Cash Money nigga, eat a dick
Been had it on lock, gave the key to Nick’

[Nicki Minaj - Hook]
That’s why you mad
Thats why you why you mad mad
That’s why you mad
Thats why you why you mad mad
That’s why you mad
Thats why you why you mad mad

[Hook]
Is the whole world gunnin for me
Or is it just all in my mind?
If you want it, come and see me
I ain’t got nothin but time
One day youre gonna set me free
But first you got to let me shine
Niggas ain’t high as I be
See, look mama I’m flying

To Neverland, Neverland, Neverland
I’ll probably never land
Neverland, Neverland, no, I’ll never ever land

[Verse 1 - J Cole]
Check my fortune cookie, it’s that Cole World
Could that mean its meant to be?
So much drive a nigga could’ve been a chauffeur
This life is fuckin with me mentally
Fake niggas try to act like they’re a friend to me
I treat you lames how I see you lames, enemy
My good girl say they want to know the inner me
My bad girl saying “fuck all that, enter me”
Double shots, Hennessy, bring out bad tendencies
Try to cut somethin, need a volunteer, Tennessee
Anything to take my mind off
I logged on and made them motherfuckas sign off
I got them on my dick, they’ll never climb off
I switch watches yet I never took time off
I don’t know what’s worse, fake friends or fake fans
Both kissing ass for the chance to shake hands and damn

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - J. Cole]
I’m sortin through this
Organized confusion to get my thoughts together
This shit is soundin like a movie you can watch forever
I got to make it to the top, its either now or never
These other niggas can’t adapt because they’re not as clever
The shit they talk is more expensive but I doubt it’s better
She let that nigga make it rain but guess who got it wetter?
Cole World, snow flurries in the hottest weather
And so sick they can’t fix this with medicine
We at your door and she’s got to let us in
It’s what you want, I wet your appetite
Cole hit the scene now I’m what everyone rapping like
Shame you feel you have to bite
Still ain’t nobody snapping right
Pedal to the metal as I’m speeding through the traffic lights
Bitch I got to catch a flight, come on already
Still fight like I’m the underdog, I’m on already
Got a few niggas we about to prove wrong, yall already already

Have you ever felt
Something evil
Lurking around
The moon is full
The streets are empty
Shadows cover me down
You can’t call it
You can’t shake the feeling
Quiet do not make a sound
But the wind seems to speak
Something’s here in the room with me

I know that something is wrong here
I can feel it but no one believes me
I know that something is strange here
I can sense it but no one believes me

I feel like something is wrong here
I can sense it but no one believes me
I’m not crazy hell no I’m not loony
I’m not insane
Take a second
I heard it
I know it
Whispers say my name
Calling for me
Where do I go
Where should I run