Girls (Album: "A.K.A." (2014)) (JENNIFER LOPEZ LYRICS)

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All the girls on go, get your money on your own
Let me see you get low on the floor

I got on my dress
I plan on going in tonight
I'mma give you my best
I was waiting on you
'Cause when I dro-dro-drop it down
Everybody gon' see
Are you li-li-liking now?
All eyes on me
'Cause the way this thing rollin'
And the smoke that you're smoking feels good, uh-huh

At the end of the night
Girls just wanna have fun
Hair swinging in the air
Show 'em, show 'em what you working with
At the end of the night
Girls just wanna have fun

'Cause we don't really care, we don't really care
Girls just wanna have fun

Now see I got your attention
I'mma play upon it
In the club, and I'm choosing
You gon' be that one tonight
'Cause when I dro-dro-drop it down
Everybody gon' see
Are you li-li-liking now?
All eyes on me
'Cause the way this thing rollin'
And the smoke that you're smoking feels good, uh-huh

At the end of the night
Girls just wanna have fun
Hair swinging in the air
Show 'em, show 'em what you working with
At the end of the night
Girls just wanna have fun

'Cause we don't really care, we don't really care
Girls just wanna have fun

Girls just wanna have fun

All the girls on go, get your money on your own
Let me see you get low on the floor
'Cause you got a one-night pass
Need more, my glass
Pull me baby this your song
And if you do it up real big
Ain't worry about, turnt up, we'll be all night long
Give it to 'em
Give it to 'em

At the end of the night
Girls just wanna have fun
Hair swinging in the air
Show 'em, show 'em what you working with
At the end of the night
Girls just wanna have fun

'Cause we don't really care, we don't really care
Girls just wanna have fun

Girls just wanna have fun

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Goin' In (feat. Flo Rida) (Album: "A.K.A." (2014)) (JENNIFER LOPEZ LYRICS)

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Tonight feels like we can do anything we like, oh
Tonight feels like the best night of my life
I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in
I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in, in in in in

(put your, put your hands up)

[Beat break]

It's 'go' time, press my button yeah blow the stage, grenade
Oh my, tonight we goin' orangutang, bananas
No hold, there ain't no stopping us tonight
I'm on my crazy, she on a crazy, we on this crazy
We are amazing

Tonight feels like we can do anything we like, oh
Tonight feels like the best night of my life
I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in
I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in, in in in in

(put your, put your hands up)

[Beat break]

Take it to the head
Take it off the edge
Nothing but the best
Feeling like a million, million people everywhere
Put it in the air
We don't give a damn
Feeling like a billion, billion

No hold, there ain't no stopping us tonight
I'm on my crazy, she on a crazy, we on this crazy
We are amazing

Tonight feels like we can do anything we like, oh
Tonight feels like the best night of my life
I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in
I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in, in in in in

[Flo Rida - Rap Verse]
Hey you hands on the ceiling
Nobody move, nobody get shot
Lip pounds on me
I love it how a mami went around on me
So I never get enough of yelling, ven aqui
Officer on duty, j.lo what they call her
Take me to jail, cause I wanna be your robber
Put me in a cell if you really need to holler
Put me in a cell feed down flo rida, hey
To the sky, put your hands on rock
Plus nobody telling please that the club is mi casa
So they wanna freak, on the way you call papa
Gotta make them sing high notes like oprah
When the ego, I got four leo
Even the DJ, wanna rep puerto rico
Got it on replay, like you just broke a needle
Whatever that he say, better listen up people

Tonight, feels like, Tonight, feels like, the best night of my life
I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in, I'm goin' in, hey!

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Greatest Part Of Me (Album: "A.K.A." (2014)) (JENNIFER LOPEZ LYRICS)

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[Verse:]
Where would I be without you honey
Baby I'm me, all because I love you
Oh you know the cars and the clothes and the cribs and the bankrolls
Are nothing without your loving
Although you might hear that in every love song
It's just what I feel so I'm gonna keep on, keep on, singing your praises in everyway I can think of
And this is what I mean love

[Chorus:]
When I see you baby, I see my better ha-a-alf
When I see you baby, I just gotta tip my ha-a-at
Cause when I see you baby, I'm seeing the flyest, the freshest, the finest, the best
You're the highest, you're the greatest part of me
And darling you are fi-i-ine
When I see you baby, I just can't believe you're mi-i-ine
Cause when I see you baby, I'm seeing the flyest, the freshest, the finest, the best
You're the highest, the greatest part of me

[Bridge:]
I said you're the shhhhh and here's my proclamation
My way of saying thank you for your dedication
Now I can spend the rest of my life sitting high up on cloud nine
And all because I know I'm your lady
And no don't nothing get better than this we steady stacking chips together
Coping gifts and taking trips and spend it on each other
No other can do-do what you do, cause baby you're the truth and that's why I gotta tell you that...

[Chorus:]
When I see you baby, I see my better ha-a-alf
When I see you baby, I just gotta tip my ha-a-at
Cause when I see you baby, I'm seeing the flyest, the freshest, the finest, the best
You're the highest, you're the greatest part of me
And darling you are fi-i-ine
When I see you baby, I just can't believe you're mi-i-ine
Cause When I see you baby, I'm seeing the flyest, the freshest, the finest, the best
You're the highest, the greatest part of me

Oh-oh-oh-oh..oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oohhh (the greatest part of me)
Oh-oh-oh-oh..oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oohhh, see when I'm looking at you baby, all i see is...the greatest part of me
Oh-oh-oh-oh..oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ooohhh, the greatest part of me.
Oh-oh-oh-oh..oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ooohhh (the greatest part of me)
Oh-oh-oh-oh..oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ooohhh [x2]

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Gravity Is A Bitch (Album: "Platinum" (2014)) (MIRANDA LAMBERT LYRICS)

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It's been your 20s feeling that u're walking on the ceiling
and u party like u're 8 feet tall
U say work is for the birds
Chasing dreams and mini skirts
From here everything seem small

Then 30's come around and you finally feel the ground
Look around and maybe start planning
For what the future holds
And though you're far from old, your moisturizer's been less time tanning

You're hanging over, but you're hanging in
You're starting to look like all of your friends
Conversations turned up from rock n' roll
to kids and politics and how much money you owe

Got bags under your eyes, bigger hips and bigger thighs
You got places you can't even itch
You can nip it, tuck it, squeeze it
But you're never gonna beat it
'Cause gravity is a bitch

Forty's kinda boring
And you spend your time ignoring the things you don't see so clear
Your reflection in the glass is gonna knock you on you as*
You wonder how the hell to get down here

You're happy in your fifties
Though things are kinda shifty
At Sixty you find peace of mind
Go to bed at 8 o'clock and comb your hair if you still got it
'Cause you're almost at the finish line

You're hanging over, but you're hanging in
You're starting to look like all of your friends
Conversations turned up from rock n' roll
to kids and politics and how much money you owe

Got bags under your eyes, bigger hips and bigger thighs
You got places you can't even itch
You can nip it, tuck it, squeeze it
But you're never gonna beat it
'Cause gravity is a bitch

Yeah gravity is a bitch
I'm here to tell ya
Gravity is a bitch

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Gravity Is A Bitch (Album: "Platinum" (2014)) (MIRANDA LAMBERT LYRICS)

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It's been your 20s feeling that u're walking on the ceiling
and u party like u're 8 feet tall
U say work is for the birds
Chasing dreams and mini skirts
From here everything seem small

Then 30's come around and you finally feel the ground
Look around and maybe start planning
For what the future holds
And though you're far from old, your moisturizer's been less time tanning

You're hanging over, but you're hanging in
You're starting to look like all of your friends
Conversations turned up from rock n' roll
to kids and politics and how much money you owe

Got bags under your eyes, bigger hips and bigger thighs
You got places you can't even itch
You can nip it, tuck it, squeeze it
But you're never gonna beat it
'Cause gravity is a bitch

Forty's kinda boring
And you spend your time ignoring the things you don't see so clear
Your reflection in the glass is gonna knock you on you as*
You wonder how the hell to get down here

You're happy in your fifties
Though things are kinda shifty
At Sixty you find peace of mind
Go to bed at 8 o'clock and comb your hair if you still got it
'Cause you're almost at the finish line

You're hanging over, but you're hanging in
You're starting to look like all of your friends
Conversations turned up from rock n' roll
to kids and politics and how much money you owe

Got bags under your eyes, bigger hips and bigger thighs
You got places you can't even itch
You can nip it, tuck it, squeeze it
But you're never gonna beat it
'Cause gravity is a bitch

Yeah gravity is a bitch
I'm here to tell ya
Gravity is a bitch

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G.R.I.T.S. (Album: "Just As I Am" (2014)) (BRANTLEY GILBERT LYRICS)

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I had a buddy come down 'round last July
Called me when he crossed the Mason-Dixon Line
Said he was headed down south and looking for a real good time.

I said, "Man, come on, I got a place in mind."
We pulled up at bar right off the Georgia line.
Walked in, man, his eyes got wide
And when his jaw hit the floor, all I could do was smile.

He said, "Man, we got some pretty women up north
But I ain't never seen nothing like this."
I said, "Man, these here ain't ordinary women.
We call these grits."

She's a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

Sat down at the bar had a couple drinks.
Breakin' his neck just scoping the scene.
It wasn't long before he had my attention pointed towards the door.

He was starin' at long legs that ran into boots.
Her short skirt and her t-shirt didn't have much use
But she walked right to the jukebox and fired it up.

She had every head turning, boys eyes was burning
As she made her way out to the floor.
Had all the jealous girls looking, all saying,
"She ain't nothin' but a..."
Oh my God, she just broke it down low.

Product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Good at acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

She's a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
She's acting innocent but playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

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G.R.I.T.S. (Album: "Just As I Am" (2014)) (BRANTLEY GILBERT LYRICS)

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I had a buddy come down 'round last July
Called me when he crossed the Mason-Dixon Line
Said he was headed down south and looking for a real good time.

I said, "Man, come on, I got a place in mind."
We pulled up at bar right off the Georgia line.
Walked in, man, his eyes got wide
And when his jaw hit the floor, all I could do was smile.

He said, "Man, we got some pretty women up north
But I ain't never seen nothing like this."
I said, "Man, these here ain't ordinary women.
We call these grits."

She's a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

Sat down at the bar had a couple drinks.
Breakin' his neck just scoping the scene.
It wasn't long before he had my attention pointed towards the door.

He was starin' at long legs that ran into boots.
Her short skirt and her t-shirt didn't have much use
But she walked right to the jukebox and fired it up.

She had every head turning, boys eyes was burning
As she made her way out to the floor.
Had all the jealous girls looking, all saying,
"She ain't nothin' but a..."
Oh my God, she just broke it down low.

Product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Good at acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

She's a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
She's acting innocent but playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

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G.R.I.T.S. (Album: "Just As I Am" (2014)) (BRANTLEY GILBERT LYRICS)

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I had a buddy come down 'round last July
Called me when he crossed the Mason-Dixon Line
Said he was headed down south and looking for a real good time.

I said, "Man, come on, I got a place in mind."
We pulled up at bar right off the Georgia line.
Walked in, man, his eyes got wide
And when his jaw hit the floor, all I could do was smile.

He said, "Man, we got some pretty women up north
But I ain't never seen nothing like this."
I said, "Man, these here ain't ordinary women.
We call these grits."

She's a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

Sat down at the bar had a couple drinks.
Breakin' his neck just scoping the scene.
It wasn't long before he had my attention pointed towards the door.

He was starin' at long legs that ran into boots.
Her short skirt and her t-shirt didn't have much use
But she walked right to the jukebox and fired it up.

She had every head turning, boys eyes was burning
As she made her way out to the floor.
Had all the jealous girls looking, all saying,
"She ain't nothin' but a..."
Oh my God, she just broke it down low.

Product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
Good at acting innocent and playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

She's a product of being raised in the country.
She knows her roots and works hard for her money.
A southern drawl with dark tan legs.
Ain't nothin' like a woman southern born and bred.
Now she loves her mama, daddy, and the Lord to death.
She's acting innocent but playing hard to get
With her girls tonight, man, they're out on the town.
Grits, man � a girl raised in the south.

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God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen (Album: "Rewind" (2014)) (RASCAL FLATTS LYRICS)

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God rest ye merry gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ our savior
Was born on Christmas day
To save us all from Satan's power
When we were gone astray
Oh tidings of comfort and joy

From God our heavenly father
The blessed angel came
And unto certain shepherds
Brought tidings of the same
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by name
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy

Fear not said the angel
Let nothing you affright
This day is born a savior
Of the pure virgin bright
To free all those who trust in him
From Satan's power and might
Oh tidings of comfort and joy

And when they came to Bethlehem
Where our dear savior lay
They found him in the manger
Where oxen feed on hay
His mother Mary kneeled down
And to the Lord did pray
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy

God rest ye merry gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ our savior
Was born on Christmas day

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God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen (Album: "Rewind" (2014)) (RASCAL FLATTS LYRICS)

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God rest ye merry gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ our savior
Was born on Christmas day
To save us all from Satan's power
When we were gone astray
Oh tidings of comfort and joy

From God our heavenly father
The blessed angel came
And unto certain shepherds
Brought tidings of the same
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by name
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy

Fear not said the angel
Let nothing you affright
This day is born a savior
Of the pure virgin bright
To free all those who trust in him
From Satan's power and might
Oh tidings of comfort and joy

And when they came to Bethlehem
Where our dear savior lay
They found him in the manger
Where oxen feed on hay
His mother Mary kneeled down
And to the Lord did pray
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy

God rest ye merry gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ our savior
Was born on Christmas day

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Great Night (feat. Ces Cru) (Album: "Strangeulation" (2014)) (TECH N9NE LYRICS)

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[Hook:]
Drink, smoke up and
Give up that stuff, Bitch [x10]

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
Before the final destination we make a pit stop
To get keisha then who sits in the back twist crops
Every move a nigga make in the spot chicks watch
So it's very little tick tock to get bought
Start with Cadillac margaritas, the cat and that
Gargle beatas you stabbin' that heart or haul
It's the habit that scarred the nina
But I'm buzzin' shots by the dozen
[Dare of] the crew, Caribou Lou guzzlin'
It's on like a dome light
When you're tryin' to stuff a bong pipe and zone right
We hit the nation, makin' punani precipitation
And we only got three stipulations

[Hook]

[Bridge:]
Smoke one, drink some, get done [x2]

[Verse 2 - Godemis:]
Who do I resemble if I ain't ready and willin'
I'm packin' a pack of kill but I'm straight with bein' a villain
My bloody gear from yesterday's probably what I'm still in
But a party ain't a party 'till Strange is up in the building
Which is the way I murder a bitch I'm a Michael Vick
And it's obvious she wants Donemis told me she like to lick it
Said it was A-OK if you know the play I'mma stick it
I'm flippin' wicked my scheisse I get it while hittin' whip-its
Dig it, I'm a shovel it's funny why try to play me
Get high as fuck then we fuck I would say we are tidal wavy
Bustin' right in your butt cause I know you don't want a baby
I'm half a mile from oblivion still nobody could save me

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[Verse 3 - Ubiquitous:]
Rollin' with the fellas tippin' vow pull a chella
Two lips on the blizzy I flip I get busy
Couple of chicks with me, thick as a brick city
The liquor they sippin' on, pinker than Miss Piggy
Bright lights, little city the middy big trouble
Do me a dirty dozen deliver me six doubles
Indica strain Malcolm, Malcolm is in the middle
It's not the life all she about is that Jimmy Kimmel
I don't have no patience for Prima Donnas
But I'm havin' such a great night I'm bout to go easy on 'em
Marijuana meet my boss, get in line or give it time
But if you really want this shit to solidify baby you better

[Hook]

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Great Night (feat. Ces Cru) (Album: "Strangeulation" (2014)) (TECH N9NE LYRICS)

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[Hook:]
Drink, smoke up and
Give up that stuff, Bitch [x10]

[Verse 1 - Tech N9ne:]
Before the final destination we make a pit stop
To get keisha then who sits in the back twist crops
Every move a nigga make in the spot chicks watch
So it's very little tick tock to get bought
Start with Cadillac margaritas, the cat and that
Gargle beatas you stabbin' that heart or haul
It's the habit that scarred the nina
But I'm buzzin' shots by the dozen
[Dare of] the crew, Caribou Lou guzzlin'
It's on like a dome light
When you're tryin' to stuff a bong pipe and zone right
We hit the nation, makin' punani precipitation
And we only got three stipulations

[Hook]

[Bridge:]
Smoke one, drink some, get done [x2]

[Verse 2 - Godemis:]
Who do I resemble if I ain't ready and willin'
I'm packin' a pack of kill but I'm straight with bein' a villain
My bloody gear from yesterday's probably what I'm still in
But a party ain't a party 'till Strange is up in the building
Which is the way I murder a bitch I'm a Michael Vick
And it's obvious she wants Donemis told me she like to lick it
Said it was A-OK if you know the play I'mma stick it
I'm flippin' wicked my scheisse I get it while hittin' whip-its
Dig it, I'm a shovel it's funny why try to play me
Get high as fuck then we fuck I would say we are tidal wavy
Bustin' right in your butt cause I know you don't want a baby
I'm half a mile from oblivion still nobody could save me

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[Verse 3 - Ubiquitous:]
Rollin' with the fellas tippin' vow pull a chella
Two lips on the blizzy I flip I get busy
Couple of chicks with me, thick as a brick city
The liquor they sippin' on, pinker than Miss Piggy
Bright lights, little city the middy big trouble
Do me a dirty dozen deliver me six doubles
Indica strain Malcolm, Malcolm is in the middle
It's not the life all she about is that Jimmy Kimmel
I don't have no patience for Prima Donnas
But I'm havin' such a great night I'm bout to go easy on 'em
Marijuana meet my boss, get in line or give it time
But if you really want this shit to solidify baby you better

[Hook]

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Get Blowed (Album: "The Worst" (2000)) (TECH N9NE LYRICS)

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[Conversation]

[Verse 1]
The definition of blowed
Is indo by the load
Chronic munchies got me on the comode
When I unload lets role
Cloudy outie
Like I'm Maui
Wowwy Zowwy
Sparkers on me homie
This weed is like nocatomi on me
If you want it you can have it be that
Hundred sacks and nut sacks
Plus phat splats from flesh gats
Only hay waistin
We both high
This is game so let me tap into your horny playstation
I'm Techa so I wrecka of course
Happy like I won the super trivecta divorce
Fuck whenever cause I'm HELLA HELLA
Lifted I'm HELLA HELLA
Chronic hella sonic
It's like I take a hit of hydro ponic ironic
Not Atlantis but I'm here to remind you
That I'm on canibus ALCOVE
Without a turn of ALTO GROUCHO
Unless I get some biancas to let me give 'em something
To open they MOUTH FOR
BOUNCE YO, fat ass to the rhymes I flow
My beats pound for blocks
From Grand View to Granot
Lets get wicked like mixin liquor like dark rum and gin
Faded fuckin on the only pile of twiny twin twin

[Chorus 2x]
Lets get drunk, get blowed
Spit shit, spark blunts and fuck hoes
Y'all lets get drunk get blowed
Nigga role to spot wit plots to fuck hoes

[Verse 2]
Lets role to a spot
Where cops don't flock
We can all get out sex and smoke pot
Talk of bendin the reefa
You can leave it wit beaver
Cause I'd rather be fuckin smokin Hawiian setiva
Comprende?
Even numbers in L.A hellacious
Bags ya bud when you go grecious gracias senior
This is bomb C4 me gone
If the bud is fire say "Yes Simon"
On that one-fifty-one rum liquor
And plus that lime green sticky shit B's a kicker
It makes me wanna ROLE BUD, ROLE BUD
And fuck a bitch wit NO RUB, NO RUB
Siked ya
When it sikes ya hype ya pipe to lighter
Might ignite a snipe to swipe a viper
Only when you dippin is wet
But the only wet I'm dippin in is vagina if it don't smell like salmon
Crockets I'm in the zone passed gone
Be actress if ya comin bring ya silly ass on
Lash on
Leave Mitch behind
He's pissed at mine
Cause I'm nice
Plus I am cold as ice

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3]
You hoes tokin buts
Cho's chokin nut
So go soke in ya pity you mo smokin slut
Greed another devious seed
Nigga role nigga don't you know
I stick many on cause pussy stampede
It's who dis
Packin poison mistic dick
For you no good freaky a trick bitch to get wit
Got peak, and the dick, no the bitch don't really wanna give me none
That's cool, punk bitch
That's why you minimum wage and bitch stuck at Cinabun
Who this twisted "click" in you face in your face muthafucka
Youz a sucka if you touch us we brothers
We straight ruckus wit Nina
Nigga we bout to get blowed
And role to a spot wit plots to fuck hoes

[Chorus 2x]

[ad lib until the end...]

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Get Blowed (Album: "The Worst" (2000)) (TECH N9NE LYRICS)

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[Conversation]

[Verse 1]
The definition of blowed
Is indo by the load
Chronic munchies got me on the comode
When I unload lets role
Cloudy outie
Like I'm Maui
Wowwy Zowwy
Sparkers on me homie
This weed is like nocatomi on me
If you want it you can have it be that
Hundred sacks and nut sacks
Plus phat splats from flesh gats
Only hay waistin
We both high
This is game so let me tap into your horny playstation
I'm Techa so I wrecka of course
Happy like I won the super trivecta divorce
Fuck whenever cause I'm HELLA HELLA
Lifted I'm HELLA HELLA
Chronic hella sonic
It's like I take a hit of hydro ponic ironic
Not Atlantis but I'm here to remind you
That I'm on canibus ALCOVE
Without a turn of ALTO GROUCHO
Unless I get some biancas to let me give 'em something
To open they MOUTH FOR
BOUNCE YO, fat ass to the rhymes I flow
My beats pound for blocks
From Grand View to Granot
Lets get wicked like mixin liquor like dark rum and gin
Faded fuckin on the only pile of twiny twin twin

[Chorus 2x]
Lets get drunk, get blowed
Spit shit, spark blunts and fuck hoes
Y'all lets get drunk get blowed
Nigga role to spot wit plots to fuck hoes

[Verse 2]
Lets role to a spot
Where cops don't flock
We can all get out sex and smoke pot
Talk of bendin the reefa
You can leave it wit beaver
Cause I'd rather be fuckin smokin Hawiian setiva
Comprende?
Even numbers in L.A hellacious
Bags ya bud when you go grecious gracias senior
This is bomb C4 me gone
If the bud is fire say "Yes Simon"
On that one-fifty-one rum liquor
And plus that lime green sticky shit B's a kicker
It makes me wanna ROLE BUD, ROLE BUD
And fuck a bitch wit NO RUB, NO RUB
Siked ya
When it sikes ya hype ya pipe to lighter
Might ignite a snipe to swipe a viper
Only when you dippin is wet
But the only wet I'm dippin in is vagina if it don't smell like salmon
Crockets I'm in the zone passed gone
Be actress if ya comin bring ya silly ass on
Lash on
Leave Mitch behind
He's pissed at mine
Cause I'm nice
Plus I am cold as ice

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3]
You hoes tokin buts
Cho's chokin nut
So go soke in ya pity you mo smokin slut
Greed another devious seed
Nigga role nigga don't you know
I stick many on cause pussy stampede
It's who dis
Packin poison mistic dick
For you no good freaky a trick bitch to get wit
Got peak, and the dick, no the bitch don't really wanna give me none
That's cool, punk bitch
That's why you minimum wage and bitch stuck at Cinabun
Who this twisted "click" in you face in your face muthafucka
Youz a sucka if you touch us we brothers
We straight ruckus wit Nina
Nigga we bout to get blowed
And role to a spot wit plots to fuck hoes

[Chorus 2x]

[ad lib until the end...]

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