Kid Cudi Dose Of Dopeness Lyrics

Kid Cudi Dose Of Dopeness Lyrics

Kid Cudi Dose Of Dopeness Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Movin' without movin'
Pure Crush Groovin'
Right on track, right on and I'm back
Rap ex-lax, yeah I be pooing on em
Damn right, Mr CuDi he be dippin' on em
Say it loud, you all want the new new
Explorer like Dora
That's how I got a clue too
So f-cking underground, barely on Youtube
Till Day N Nite now they all got a clue who
Took me a minute man, took me a while
Hard headed nigga, ever since I was wild a child
But my ambitions made b!tches beg for intentions
DJ's unmixing they mixes just to toss in some cudder
And I tried to tell my mother, but she ain't understand
Figure I'm some other
But see my mommy ain't a fronter
So nowadays she calls me a bad motherfucker

[Hook]
And, just when it seemed that the game is hopeless
We arranged some things for a dose of dopeness
I, I do, what I do
And, I, I do, what I do

And, just when it seemed that the game is hopeless
We arranged some things for a dose of dopeness
I, I do, what I do
And, I, I do, what I do

Do my little dance
Sippin' out of cup
All my people in the back
My people in the front

I, I do, What I do
And, I, I do, what I do, do

Do my little dance
Sippin' outta cup
Pulling up my pants
She come walkin’ up
And I'm like..

I, I do, What I do
And, I, I do, what I do, do

Wooooooo, Nigga!
Y'all motherf-ckers need to understand the f-ckin game
Shit ain't gon' change unless a motherfucker come in this shit, switch it up
Niggas need to open they f-ckin minds, Nigga!
Cause this is some shit, that Ya'll niggas ain't ready for

[Verse 2]
Movin' without movin'
Pure Crush Groovin'
Right on track, right on and I'm back
You make songs about some new dances
I make songs bout the black man advancements
I'm talkin' classic homie
I'm talkin' monumental
And I don't need much
But Dot instrumentals
That's how I lay the stencil
Me smiling up out the window
I'm in the leaner dome
That's my crib on the moon
And I'm living in hotel rooms
In the mirror, laughing at my crooked tooth
How a nigga eat, is how a nigga speak
And how a nigga live, is sacrifice what's big
And I'mma say it right before the hook
Maybe in due time, Pimpin', I'ma write a book
But now I'ma play my Andre 3000
And dream about an island with model girls eyein'

Um, Hello…
Hey Baby…
Um…yeah
Some people call me CuDi
Some people call me Scott
It don't matter what you want to call me, as long as you call me something
As long as you call me, Baby
But Umm
You know
You seem real pretty
And I ain't talking bout how you look
I'm talking bout your vibe
Your vibe is pretty
I'm pretty hungry
You wanna get something to eat
Sip on something
Where we going?
The moon

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Rick Ross Triple Beam Dreams Lyrics

Rick Ross Triple Beam Dreams Lyrics

Rick Ross Triple Beam Dreams Lyrics
(Ft. Nas)

[Intro]
Its time to take it to the other side
The side you gotta watch A&E cable television for homie
But we live this shit

I'm not a star
But that's a lie
I've seen a man raise his hand on the stand he testify
Spoke on a homocide
Amongst other things
Even shared my triple beam dreams

[Verse 1 : Nas]
A project minded, individual criminal tactics
Us blacks kids born with birth defects, we hyperactive
Mentally sex-crazed dysfunctional they describe us
They liars, the end of the day, we f-cking survivors
I remember watching Scarface the first time
Look at that big house, that Porsche paid for by crime
How could I sell this poison to my peoples in my mind
They dumb to destroy themselves is how I rationalize
In a bastardised nation, Magnum 4.5 carrying
Where I'm from, ain't far from Washington Heights the cop Aryan
A rookie boy the cookie didn't make no profit
A stranger to the block I damn near had to make them cop it
It only took a fiend to taste it once to say it's garbage
I brought it back to poppy, ain't tryna take no losses
He focuses on my emotionless young dealer face then pauses
He gives me powder he has faith in Nases
Ambition's to distribute coke
Had additions to gold chains, Mercedes Benz hopes
But I'm again broke
This shit ain't cut for me, other dealers they up their orders
Barely at 62's they already up they quotas
They out there everyday, some true hustlas for ya
I'm at it halfway, none of my customers are loyal
Picturin' piping out the seats of a Pathfinder
Powerful pursuit for p-ssy cash, the flash diamonds
My junior high school class, wish I stayed there
Illegal entrepreneur I got my grades there
Blaming society, man it wasn't made fair
I would be Ivy League if America played fair
Poor excuse and so I was
Throwin' rocks at the pen just for the love
Evil the secret life of G's
You seeing my blurry, triple beam dreams

[Chorus : Rick Ross]
Pocketful of money, parking lot full of them haters
Triple beam dreamin', crib with 2 elevators
20 flat screens they got cameras every angle
Dope been coming so you know the income major
Rule number 1 I can't do business with a stranger
Contract killers coming when I feel in danger
Early nineties reminiscing when I had a pager
Triple Beam Dreams now Pat Riley my neighbor

[Verse 2 : Rick Ross]
F-ck boy talking outta turn nigga
In a court room spraying like a germ nigga
25 on a line, them niggas dropping dimes
Cooperation got them red necks dropping time
Khaki suits and them niggas got to acting cute
We was all cool stacking them Acura coupes
More accurately we acted as if jackin' was cool
Snatching niggas out they shoes then wear their jackets to school
F-ck boy, you caught up in my dream
Countin' cream on the cover of a magazine
I'm the Source, got the plug with the uncut
Jay-Z blue magic nigga, what! what!
Brand new S Class with a meal ticket
Nigga cocaine white as Tommy Hilfiger
Ralph Lauren Blue Label as I'm gettin' high
Triple beam dreamin' as the cream multiplys
F-ck boy talking outta turn nigga
'Fore you sell dope there's shit you gotta learn nigga
Home invasions, ducktape
Fornicating, counting money with a f-ck face
F-cking bitches that be giving up your whereabouts
Slow leaks, gotta air 'em out
Kill 'em all, Rolls Royce Ghost nigga ball
Phantom drop head shit, I had to get 'em all
Niggas hate but they know they never get involved
Food on my plate, f-ck 'em all like a
Triple beam dreams, the ghetto's my reality
I'm from where ya hustle determines ya salary
6 figure family member, nigga forget about it
Low income housing, nigga try to get up out it
I got a plan nigga just believe in me
Triple beam dreaming with this thing me

[Chorus : Rick Ross]
Pocketful of money, parking lot full of them haters
Triple beam dreamin', crib with 2 elevators
20 flat screens they got cameras every angle
Dope been coming so you know the income major
Rule number 1: I can't do business with a stranger
Contract killers coming when I feel in danger
Early nineties reminiscing when I had a pager
Triple Beam Dreams now Pat Riley my neighbour

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Paramore In The Mourning Lyrics

Paramore In The Mourning Lyrics

Paramore In The Mourning Lyrics
You escaped like a runaway train
Off the tracks and down again
My hearts beating like a steam boat tugging all your burdens
On my shoulders

In the mourning I'll rise
In the mourning I'll let you die
In the mourning all my worry.

Now there's nothing but time that's wasted
And words that have no backbone
Oh the whole world
Seems to be waiting
Can you hear the echoes fading?

In the mourning I'll rise
In the mourning I'll let you die
In the mourning all my sorry.

It takes all my strength not to dig you up
From the ground in which you lay
The biggest part of me
You were the greatest thing
And now you're just a memory
to let go of.

In the mourning I'll rise
In the mourning I'll let you die
In the mourning all my sorry (X2)

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Majoret Buy One Get Three Lyrics

Majoret Buy One Get Three Lyrics

Majoret Buy One Get Three Lyrics
Tujuh hari lalu kita bertemu
Senin selasa rabu kamis jum’at sabtu minggu
Tak ku duga-duga, tak ku sangka-sangka
Hatiku kepincut gayamu yang anak muda

Sumpah mati aku cinta dia
Biar janda tapi bodinya gak kalah seksi
Kayak perawan tingting

Buy one get three gak masalah
Buy one get three biar dia janda
Buy one get three punya anak tiga

Buy one get three gak jadi masalah
Buy one get three yang penting ku suka
Buy one get three janda anak tiga

Sumpah mati aku cinta dia
Biar janda tapi bodinya gak kalah seksi
Kayak perawan tingting

Buy one get three gak masalah
Buy one get three biar dia janda
Buy one get three punya anak tiga

Buy one get three gak jadi masalah
Buy one get three yang penting ku suka
Buy one get three janda anak tiga

Buy one get three gak masalah
Buy one get three biar dia janda
Buy one get three punya anak tiga

Buy one get three gak jadi masalah
Buy one get three yang penting ku suka
Buy one get three janda anak tiga

Aku cinta dia biar dia janda
Punya anak tiga

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Drake Headline Lyrics

Drake Headlines Lyrics

Drake Headlines Lyrics
[Verse 1:]
I might be too strung out on compliments
Overdosed on confidence
Started not to give a fuck and stopped fearing the consequence
Drinking every night because we drink to my accomplishments
Faded way too long I'm floating in and out of consciousness
And they sayin' I'm back, I'd agree with that
I just take my time with all this shit, I still believe in that
I had someone tell me I fell off, ohh I needed that
And they wanna see me pick back up, well where'd I leave it at
I know I exaggerated things, now I got it like that
Tuck my napkin in my shirt, cause I'm just mobbin' like that
You know good and well that you don't want a problem like that
You gone make someone around me catch a body like that
No don't do it, please don't do it, cause one of us goes in
And we all go through it
Drizzy got the money, so Drizzy gone pay it
Those my brothers, I ain't even gotta say it
That's just something they know

[Chorus: Drake]
They know, they know, they know
They know, they know, they know
They know, they know, they know
Yeah they know yeah
That the real is on the rise
Fuck them other guys
I even gave them a chance to decide
Now it's something they know
They know, they know, they know
[ headlines lyrics from ]

[Verse 2:]
Yeah, I be yelling out money over everything, money on my mind.
Then she wanna ask when it got so empty
Tell her I apologize it happened over time
She says they missed the old drake, girl don't tempt me
If they don't get it, they'll be over you
That new shit that you got is overdue
You better do what you suppose to do
I'm like why I gotta be all that but still I can't deny the fact that it's true
Listen to you expressing all them feelings
Soap opera rappers all these niggas sound like all my children
And that's who you thinking is 'bout to come and make a killing
I guess it really is just me, myself and all my millions.
You know the game even got it like that.
You gone hype me up and make me catch a body like that
Cause I live for this it isn't just a hobby like that.
When they get my shit and play it, I ain't even gotta say it, they know

[Chorus:]
They know, they know, they know
They know, they know, they know
They know, they know, they know
Yeah they know yeah
That the real is on the rise
Fuck them other guys
I even gave them a chance to decide
Now it's something they know
They know, they know, they know
I be yelling out money over everything, money on my mind.
Tell em' I apologize it happened over time

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