Lil' Jon & the Eastside Boyz Lyrics
Lil' Jon & the Eastside Boyz Lyrics
"BME Click Lyrics"
Georgia Lights Lyrics
(B. Walker, J. Harte, J. Fincher, D. Child) Girl it’s breakin’ my heart, Feelin’ the way I’ve been feelin’. Well you know what I need, That this distance and time have been stealin’. I’m on my way, on my way back honey. Baby please hold on tight. There are some things worth more than money. But I’d sell my soul for a ticket tonight. Georgia Lights, Oh how I miss them in your eyes. Georgia Lights, Take me home, Take me home, I’ll be there tonight. Goin’ home, goin’ home to your Georgia lights. The taste ofyour sweet country kiss is what I’ve been missin’. Every night I spent in your arms I count ‘em like blessins’. I’m on my way, on my wa
(B. Walker, J. Harte, J. Fincher, D. Child) Girl it’s breakin’ my heart, Feelin’ the way I’ve been feelin’. Well you know what I need, That this distance and time have been stealin’. I’m on my way, on my way back honey. Baby please hold on tight. There are some things worth more than money. But I’d sell my soul for a ticket tonight. Georgia Lights, Oh how I miss them in your eyes. Georgia Lights, Take me home, Take me home, I’ll be there tonight. Goin’ home, goin’ home to your Georgia lights. The taste ofyour sweet country kiss is what I’ve been missin’. Every night I spent in your arms I count ‘em like blessins’. I’m on my way, on my wa
Verse 1 Bezel
Whateva's arguing goin by ayi yi yi
Drop some acid in my drink see till I die
My girls go some side
She better split her thighs and let me here an ayi yi yi
They say if you wait a long time good things to come
Drinks come you better move if you want some
Patient dude I can't wait no more
Been layin fools down way fore that 8ball song
I Like that benze you know it's comin man
But you'ze a h** I think you jwanna man
Snatch you from the T 12
This is ATL
The sickest dude they ask hey you L
Atomville still ain't change
It still the same
Knockin fellas off the chain and the cane
They livin on fantasy island
Double move better quake its Atlanta ???
Verse 2 Don P
It's your boy Don P
AKA get away from me
I don't play I just rap
Don't You see n***a I don't hide
Never hade a watch so never ahead of time
Always had money but always stay on the grind
Girls give me head so I gotta minimize
I done did a million crimes
Now gotta be steppin like I got platnium
Gimme some space nigga back back some
Ain't that smart but ain't that dumb
All these h** n***az know I gotta keep it crunk
I drop hits nigga I drop bombs
F**k give me space I'ma f**kin song
N***a look n***a talkin bout lets do it
Kings of crunk nigga comin through yo hood
Bi*ch
Verse 3 Black Boi
See I ain't come to play
I came to spit bars and shot cars
To let you n***a
Nigga Please Lyrics
(feat. Young Chris) [Pharrell] What, uh, c'mon, uh, keep the change, my nigga, (it's too late) It's too late for that Don't gotta to spit that game Keep the change, my nigga, it's too late for that Keep the change, my nigga, it's too late for that [Jay-Z] Uh, uh, young, Neptunes, Young Chris, ROC Uh, pimp stroll, pop my collar, hug the block, get dollars Pimp stroll, pop my collar, hug my nuts, bitch holla [Chorus: Pharrell] My nigga, please - you ain't signing no checks like these My nigga, please - you pushing no wheels like these My nigga, please - you ain't holding no tecks like these My nigga, please - you don't pop in vest like these [Jay-Z] My nigga please, uh-huh, uh,
z know where I stay (feat. Young Chris) [Pharrell] What, uh, c'mon, uh, keep the change, my nigga, (it's too late) It's too late for that Don't gotta to spit that game Keep the change, my nigga, it's too late for that Keep the change, my nigga, it's too late for that [Jay-Z] Uh, uh, young, Neptunes, Young Chris, ROC Uh, pimp stroll, pop my collar, hug the block, get dollars Pimp stroll, pop my collar, hug my nuts, bitch holla [Chorus: Pharrell] My nigga, please - you ain't signing no checks like these My nigga, please - you pushing no wheels like these My nigga, please - you ain't holding no tecks like these My nigga, please - you don't pop in vest like these [Jay-Z] My nigga please, uh-huh, uh,
280 high all day to mister die bay
On my high way
Eastside we on that rem and purple round my way
Okay boy here to spit it's Black Boi
That's the spit and I'm real wit this sh**
I rip drawers off and take yo balls off
Cuz you knew when you came in my room girl you were so sawed off
Was I wrote off? Oh Nooo
I'm scrapp at it bi*ch
Before you cross the door and dats fa sho
When you get up out the car Bi*ch don't slam the door
Motherfu****
Verse 3 Dirty Mouth
ATL is my home
And you know I keep that chrome
For the ones talkin sh*t
They better leave me alone
I ain't playin these games
I'm just out here for the fame
Gettin this money is how I see gettin blow from the same
Keep your distance fore I start movin this chain
This hollow tip is gone be rainin on top of you brain
Hot like lava I'm loadin up this chrome problem solva
Watch your back cuz here I come droppin bodies like bombers
This smith n wessen gonna teach you a lesson
All you ni**az keep on stressin how we smoke up the essence
This purple session gone keep a n***a full of confession
Now watch when I'm kickin in your purse I keep the heat for protection
Now gimme your rouger
This motherfu**** damn make me shoot
This motherfu**** think I playin rouger the ???
They think I playin I told you n***az don't play me for lame
This motherfu**** don't wanna listen I'ma take his ass out the game bi*ch <
Facetting Lyrics
Surrounded by colours Of shimmering light A display of splendour, continual shine Delicious flower - iridescent dye A turmoil of flowers - miraculous lie Refracted illusions, Hidden behind a facetted partition, transfigure the scene Delicious flower - iridescent dye A turmoil of flowers - miraculous lie Tinted the air by millions pf sparkles That tickle and shiver and flourish and swirl With joy on the face A hand reaches out and grips disappointment, The smile fades away Like the million of sparkles That tickled and shivererd And flourished and swirled Long ago [Text: Waldura / Music: Kailer]
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Surrounded by colours Of shimmering light A display of splendour, continual shine Delicious flower - iridescent dye A turmoil of flowers - miraculous lie Refracted illusions, Hidden behind a facetted partition, transfigure the scene Delicious flower - iridescent dye A turmoil of flowers - miraculous lie Tinted the air by millions pf sparkles That tickle and shiver and flourish and swirl With joy on the face A hand reaches out and grips disappointment, The smile fades away Like the million of sparkles That tickled and shivererd And flourished and swirled Long ago [Text: Waldura / Music: Kailer]
Verse 4 LA
T-R-Y me p**** n***a
Lil LA up off in this bi*ch
Ready to bust yo fu**** sh**
Bi*ch rich n***a if you wanna talk that bullsh**
Gone hate if you ain't split I'ma split ya bait
From the bottom to the top
Top to bottom you will go
Naw h** I ain't a n***a to be fu**** wit tho
Split him hit him kill him
Tear that n***az ass up
I kill for fun mayne and
I ain't jokin mayne
What's up back up f*** n***a
Who you takin to
That scaredy ass n***a we come for you
If you wanna talk sh** better be prepaired
To live and die in the motherfu**** ATL, yeah
Verse 5 Yo Gotti
Nothin like a good ass whuppin to set it off
Now little bi*ch you p**** ass soft
See little n***az ain't gone fight
So I'ma shoot first
Big n***a wanna hustle wit them big handle works
Decatur to begin Decatur to the end
H** click mo bi*ch better them end
Chyna and fate wishin yo bi*ch ass dead
Crunker then a dog in the south west gate
I got h*** shakin they ass I got it made
Real bed bust head with a work and the mail
What's that smell you dead in the hotel
No evidence cuz the gun in the chair
Cramp in my leg sittin and waitin
Lil Jon and the eastside boyz finna put they hands on ya
Got claim on yo life the hitman I beef
If you wanna hall at the streets some and see me
Verse 6 Bo Hagon
I can't feel the ground the beneath me
one of these h*** down to freek me
Hater
Asthma Lyrics
Breathe! Suffocation within because of what your sayin' To understand! Is to begin again And to Believe! Is to live again I tried living my life through your eyes Smother me with your ways, to death, no breath. Your choking what little faith I have left. In time I find the truth lies, Inside the truth lies, Inside Breathe! Suffocation within because of what your sayin' To understand! Is to begin again And to Believe! Is to live again I would die, to breathe again I would die, to breathe again I would die, to breathe again I would die, to breathe again Breathe! Suffocation I want to Breathe! Suffocation I understand I would die, to
s love to shoot rounds to leek Breathe! Suffocation within because of what your sayin' To understand! Is to begin again And to Believe! Is to live again I tried living my life through your eyes Smother me with your ways, to death, no breath. Your choking what little faith I have left. In time I find the truth lies, Inside the truth lies, Inside Breathe! Suffocation within because of what your sayin' To understand! Is to begin again And to Believe! Is to live again I would die, to breathe again I would die, to breathe again I would die, to breathe again I would die, to breathe again Breathe! Suffocation I want to Breathe! Suffocation I understand I would die, to
Family sittin around to weap me
Life as a hustla and everyday struggler
Life is a juggler if you try to trouble us
You better knuckle up
The streets they know what it is
They know the name they know the real
They go for the kill hop in the lack flash ya grill
Show your throw throw your bows
Stay on yo toes and don't trust these h***
Do your part do your thang
Always put money before the fame
Verse 7 Lil Bo
These n***az don't wanna see me
They don't wanna hate on me
You know what I do my G
84 ride my cheavy
Now I can get my nine eleven
And get my escolade
Bout to hit the corner and let that thang spray
Reppin that GA decatur is where I stay
Nothin but real n***az and bi*ches out here by my way
Lil Bo I be that n***a quick to pull a trigger
Buss a lead in the head of a f*** n***a
Verse 8 Big Sam
Woke up this mornin n***a
With a pump and my hand on the trigger
I had a dream I was being hate on by these f*** n***az
These n***az don't let me slip now
On to my ???? less now
Franly I'm hot and pissed
This sh** is ludacris
Same n***az that threw and grew up
And them same n***az get they wig slpit
So keep ??? talkin and get yout ass whipped
Motherfu**** you must not know who you fu**** wit
I'm DJ 64 that n***a XL
Bi*ch say that sh** that keep real
You bi*ch bi*ch h** h**
Ass ass n***a n***a