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Posted March 28 2007 | 0 Comments
Beyonce Upgrade U
[Jay-Z]
Hehehe
Yeah B!
Talk yo shit heheh
How you gonna upgrade me
What’s higher than number one?
You know I used to beat that block
Now I be’s the block
(Partner let me upgrade ya)
[verse 1]
I hear you be the block
But I’m the light that keep the streets on
Notice you the type that like to keep them on a leash though
I’m known to walk alone
But I’m alone for a reason
Sendin’ me a drink ain’t appeasin’
Believe me
Come harder this won’t be easy
Don’t doubt yourself trust me you need me
This ain’t a no shoulder with a chip or an ego
But what you think they all mad at me for
[Bridge]
You need a real woman in your life
(That’s a good look)
Takin’ care of home and still fly
(That’s a good look)
And I’ma help you build up your account
That’s a good look
Better yet a hood look
Ladies that’s a good look
When you’re in them big meetings for the mils
(That’s a good look)
You take me just to complement the deal
(That’s a good look)
Anything you cop I’ll split the bill
That’s a good look
Better yet a hood look
Believe me
Ladies that’s a good look
[Chorus]
Partner let me upgrade you
Audmars Piguet you
Switch your necktie to Purple Labels
Upgrade ya
I can (up)
Can I (up)
Lemme upgrade ya
(Partner let me upgrade ya)
Partner let me upgrade you
Flip a new page
Introduce you to some new things and
Upgrade you
I can (up)
Can I (up)
Let me upgrade you
(Partner let me upgrade ya)
[Verse 2]
I can do for you what Martin did for the people
Ran by the men but the women keep the tempo
It’s very seldom that you’re blessed to find your equal
Still play my part and let you take the lead role
Believe me
I’ll follow
This could be easy
I’ll be the help whenever you need me
I see you hustle wit my hustle I can keep you
Focused on yo focus I can feed you
[Bridge]
You need a real woman in your life
(That’s a good look)
Takin’ care of home and still fly
(That’s a good look)
I can help you build up your account
That’s a good look
Better yet a hood look
Ladies that’s a good look
When you’re in them big meetings for the mils
(That’s a good look)
You take me just to complement the deal
(That’s a good look)
Anything you cop I’ll split the bill
That’s a good look
Better yet a hood look
Believe me
I can upgrade ya
[Chorus]
Partner let me upgrade ya
Audemar Piguet you
Switch your necktie to Purple Labels
Upgrade you
I can (up)
Can I (up)
Lemme upgrade ya
Partner let me upgrade ya
Partner let me upgrade ya
Flip a new page
Introduce you to some new things and
Upgrade you
I can (up)
Can I (up)
Let me upgrade ya
(Partner let me upgrade ya
[Jay-Z]
(Uh HOV, Uh, HOV, Uh huh huh!)
I be’s the D-boy who infiltrated all the corridus (corridors)
They call shots, I call audibles
Jacob the jeweler, baubles, Lorraine Schwartz oughta do
It’s big ballin baby when I’m courtin you
I’m talkin spy bags and fly pads and rooms at the Bloomberg
And rumors you on the verge of a new merge
‘Cause that rock on ya finger’s like a tumor
You can’t fit ya hand in ya new purse
It’s humorous to me they watchin and
We just yachtin’ island hopping off the
Amalfi coast
Mafioso
HOV baby you ever seen Saturn?
No! Not the car
But everywhere we are
You sure to see stars
This is high level
Not eye level
My bezel courtesy of Audemars
I’ll order yours tomorrow now look at the time I saved ya
Mama let me upgrade ya
[Hook]
Just when you think you had it all
Big ends, condos, collecting cars
Picture your life elevated with me
Make you my project celebrity
I keep your name hot in them streets
But it’s that little glimpse of light
That makes a diamond really shine
And you already is a star but
Unless you’re flawless
Then ya dynasty ain’t complete without a chief like me
[WOO]
[Chorus]
Partner let me upgrade ya
Audemar Piguet you
Switch your necktie to Purple Labels
Upgrade you
I can (up)
Can I (up)
Lemme upgrade ya
Partner let me upgrade ya
Partner let me upgrade ya
Flip a new page
Introduce you to some new things and
Upgrade ya
I can (up)
Can I (up)
Let me upgrade ya
(Partner let me upgrade ya
(partner partner let me up grade ya
[Outro]
Audemars Piguet watch
Dimples in ya necktie
Hermes briefcase
Cartier tieclips
Silk lined blazers
Diamond creamed facials
VVX cuff links
6 star pimp suites
Partna let me upgrade ya grade ya
Partna partna let me upgrade ya grade ya
Let me let me let me upgrade ya grade ya
Partna partna partna let me upgrade ya
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Posted March 28 2007 | 0 Comments
Bow Wow Outta My System Ringtone
(T-Pain)
Oh
(Bow Wow Speaking)
Damn
I mean
I just keep thinking about you
(T-Pain)
Aww Baby!
(Bow Wow)
I mean I wanna move on
But I can’t move on
(T-Pain)
Oh oh woo oh oh
(Bow Wow)
It’s like you got some kinda hold on me
And u kno I Dont Know
Oh oh oh oh oh
But Imma gone head and talk about it
Listen,
(Verse One)
Im sitting lookin’ out the window like,damn
Tryna fix the situation thats at hand
You still running through my mind
When Im knowin that you shouldn’t be
Me i’m on your mind
And Im knowin that it couldn’t be
Cause you aint called
I aint even apaulled
I still got a lot of pain
I aint dealt wit it all
I been runnin’ round wit other chicks
Im single and they lovin’ it
Im liking it
But I just want the one that I was in love wit
Thats not the end of it
Im tryna let you go
I cant get a grip of it is what Im trynna let you know
You got a hold of some kinda control of me
I dont know what it is
But I gotta get you gone from me
Im working at it
And it ain’t getting no better
Just tryna be like
Yea, forget it, whatever
Instead of staring out this glass
Looking at this bad weather
Damn, I gotta pull myself together
Cause
(Chorus)
When Im with Somebody
All I think bout is you
When I’m all alone
Thats all I wanna do
I miss the smiley faces in my sidekick
Outta town visits
All the time we spent together
Makes it hard to get you
Outta my system
You don’t know what you do to me (do to me)
You dont even understand
Damn
You don’t know what you do to me (do to me)
it’s so hard to get you
Outta my system
(Verse Two)
Im too attached
My heart won’t let me fall back
I got it bad
Thats what you could call that (ah)
And when I see you on the streets
Thats the worst for me
Used to love the little things you did
Thats what works for me
Its too major
Dont see you in my pager
Now
What you doing?
Where you at?
Can I see you later?
The fellas telling me
Just let her go Bow
Believe me I’m trying man
I just don’t know how
I be in all the top spots
Leaving with the hot shots
Knowing they just want me cause im in the top spot
Thats not poppin’
And my brain aint stoppin’
Thinkin
Who she wit?
Or Where she goin’?
is she club hopping?
I never had this kinda problem in my life
This is my first time
Dealin’ with this kinda fright
Its every night
And every flight
And everytime you in my sight
Damn, this aint even right
Cause
(Chorus)
When Im with Somebody
All I think bout is you
When I’m all alone
Thats all I wanna do
I miss the smiley faces in my sidekick
Outta town visits
All the time we spend together
Makes it hard to get you
Outta my system
You don’t know what you do to me (do to me)
You dont even understand
Damn
You don’t know what you do to me (do to me)
Its so hard to get you
Outta my system
(Bow Wow)(Bridge)
Is it wrong for me to feel this way
You been running through my mind all day
Can ya feel me
I been tryna get you off my mind
But I can’t
After all this time
Thats what kills me
Is it wrong for me to feel this way
You been running through my mind all day
Can ya feel me
I been tryna get you off my mind
But I can’t
After all this time
And it’s kills me
(Chorus)
When I’m with Somebody
All I think bout is you
When I’m all alone
Thats all I wanna do
I miss the smiley faces in my sidekick
Outta town visits
All the time we spend together
Makes it hard to get you
Outta my system
You don’t know what you do to me (do to me)
You don’t even understand
Damn
You don’t know what you do to me (do to me)
It’s so hard to get you
Outta my system
(Bow wow speaking)
I remember everything that me and you talked about
Me and you had our whole life planned out together
And if I could I would
Turn back the hands of time
And correct all my mistakes that I ever did
But now I guess I gotta move on right?
Its still hard
And I still love you to this day
Peace
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Posted March 28 2007 | 0 Comments
Unk 2 Step Ringtone
2 Step is the second single off of Unk’s album Beat’n Down Yo Block. It was released in 2007. It has a dance with the song called the “2 Step“. The video was released on February 23, 2007 on Yahoo! Music. At the end of the music video they play a couple of seconds of the song Beat’n Down Yo Block The song debuted on the Billboard Hot 100 at number 94 in February 2007.[1]
[Chorus:]
4..3…2…2..
A 2 Step
A 2 Step
Now Gone An 2 Step [X4]
Now get Jiggy Wit It [X4]
Now Gone An 2 Step
Aye Watch Me 2 Step
Now Can You 2 Step
Like I 2 Step
Watch Me Get Jiggy Wit It [X4]
Gone 2 Step
[Verse 1:]
I Hit The Club Fresh
My Stunna Shades On
2 Steppin Getting Jiggy
Wit My J’s On
Dont Get Yo Steps Wrong
Dont Try To Bite Mine
2 Steppin Yea Im Back
Unk One Mo’ Time
See We Goin Form A Line
And We Goin Step It Right
Now Step It To The Left
Girl You Know You Dynomite
Now Have Some Good Times
I See You Got It Right
Beat My Wrist Ice
Colder Than A Bud Light
Now Imma Take My Time
Where The Gangstas At
And You Can Still Post The Wall Nigga Holla Back
Grey Goose And Yak
Blunt Filled Wit Kush
Im Getting Jiggy Wit It
Smokin On That George Bush
Step
[Chorus:]
4..3…2…2..
A 2 Step
A 2 Step
Now Gone An 2 Step [X4]
Now get Jiggy Wit It [X4]
Now Gone An 2 Step
Aye Watch Me 2 Step
Now Can You 2 Step
Like I 2 Step
Watch Me Get Jiggy Wit It [X4]
Gone 2 Step
[Verse 2:]
Take 2 Steps To The Left
Now Take 2 Steps To The Right
Now Bring It Back
Bring It Back
Hey I Made Ya’ll Walk It Out
Everybody 2 Steppin
Now We Finna Turn It Out
Now Here We Go Again
You Already Slow
If You Aint 2 Stepping
Get Your ShitAnd Hit The Do’
Im Shooting At Ya Toes
Like A Western
I See You Baby Girl
Sweating Out Your Little Perm
They Call Me Big Worm
Where My Money At
2 Steppin Wit My Stacks
Bitch Holla Back
The Oc Is Back
Ya’ll Besta Deal Wit It
And Dont Be Stepping On My Shoes
When I Get Jiggy With It
[Chorus:]
4..3…2…2..
A 2 Step
A 2 Step
Now Gone An 2 Step [X4]
Now get Jiggy Wit It [X4]
Now Gone An 2 Step
Aye Watch Me 2 Step
Now Can You 2 Step
Like I 2 Step
Watch Me Get Jiggy Wit It [X4]
Gone 2 Step
A 2 Step… [X8]
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Posted March 28 2007 | 0 Comments
50 Cent Ski Mask Way (eminem remix)
Album: Eminem Presents: The Re-Up
Year: 2006
Title: Ski Mask Way (Eminem Remix)
(50 Cent)
[Intro]
Yeah
I’m Tryin to catch me sumthin
I’ma catch you sumthin
[Chorus]
nigga that watch is nice
that’s what you bought for me
that chain is nice
that’s what you bought for me
them earrings is nice
That’s what you bought for me?
Take that shit off, move I’ll break you off properly
I get mine the fast way, ski mask way
Make money
Make money, money, money
nigga if you ask me
It’s the only way
Take money
Take money, money, money
[Verse 1]
You wanna spray at me? Go head
The last nigga that tried
Got hit, keeled over, and bled ’til he died
Ya little sister callin you stupid
Reason why?
Her and ya momma in the livin room now hog-tied
I came up wit two new ways to get rich I cant wait
Got a brand new SIG and that old thirty eight
I be scheming to put a lil’ bread on my plate
Watchin Dre serve skunk through the hole in the gate
I stick a nigga for his shine sell em’ back the next day
You thought I really wanted ya pussy bitch please
This is stash house, jack pot, leave her them keys
My black g-unit hoody just reak of marijuana
Cocaine comin out my pores in the sauna
Im serious man I’m so sincere
This the flow right here that fucked up Jeffery’s career
Make money, take money
Yeah nigga yeah
[Chorus]
nigga that watch is nice
that’s what you bought for me
that chain is nice
that’s what you bought for me
them earrings is nice
That’s what you bought for me?
Take that shit off, move I’ll break you off properly
I get mine the fast way, ski mask way
Make money
Make money, money, money
nigga if you ask me
It’s the only way
Take money
Take money, money, money
[Verse 2]
Whos dat peepin in my window
Wow
The feds on me now
They know when im sleepin
They know when im wake
I know they got my phone taped im screamin fuck jake
Im tryin to stay out them pens, so I switched states
Bad news V-A now that sounds great
I see niggas wit that ice on, rims shined up
This towns one big pussy waitin to get fucked
I holla at A-I peoples to get gats
They charged me 500 a piece for two macs
Then im back doin me
Im back out on a spree
Catch me n’ niggas slippin out pumpin dat D
Give me a lil’ crew I’ll have em’ pumpin for me
The more product I take the more paper we see
Change my name in N-Y they don’t know where I be
Yeah a nigga doin dirt but a nigga low key
[Chorus]
nigga that watch is nice
that’s what you bought for me
that chain is nice
that’s what you bought for me
them earrings is nice
That’s what you bought for me?
Take that shit off, move I’ll break you off properly
I get mine the fast way, ski mask way
Make money
Make money, money, money
nigga if you ask me
It’s the only way
Take money
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Posted March 28 2007 | 0 Comments
Swizz Beatz It’s me Bitches Ringtone
[Intro]
It’s me bitches!!!!
WOO!!! WOO!!! Come on!!! WOO!!! WOO!!! Showtime!!!
[Verse 1]
Chillin in my Beemer, listenin to Ether
Bumping through your speakers, know I got the heaters
Rock and don’t stop, I keeps it rocking don’t stop (Stop)
I’m banging them beats you know I rock the hip hop
[Bridge]
FREEZE!!!! You know who it is!!! It’s me bitches!!!!
[Verse 2]
I, smoke good eat good, drink and fuck good
Comin to the club stuntin like how you should
My shit on fire I don’t need no gasolina
I’m comin through your block with the new two seater
Ring the alarm man, call me the sandman
When I drop beats I’m the one man band man
Cash rules everything around me cream get the money, dollar dollar
bills y’all fuck it!!!
[Bridge]
FREEZE!!!! You know who it is!!! It’s me bitches!!!!
[Verse 3]
Vida loco, flying through popo
See me in that four door, that bentley sporto
Benzo-lito - my Enzo-lito
You front, I’m a I’m a shoot that ass like a frito
Sniffin that yayo, trying to be Sosa
Trying to be tough when ya soft like choca
I ain’t gotta shoot ya, I can just choke ya
If ya trying to make paper,I-I can just show ya
[Bridge]
FREEZE!!!! You know who it is!!! It’s me bitches!!!!
[Verse 4] (Repeating the first verse):
Chillin in my Beemer, listenin to Ether
Bumping through your speakers, know I got the heaters
Rock and don’t stop, I keeps it rocking don’t stop (Stop)
I’m banging them beats you know I rock the hip hop
[Bridge]
FREEZE!!!! You know who it is!!! It’s me bitches!!!!
[Outro]
Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go (It’s)
Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go (It’s)
Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go (It’s)
It’s (Go) It’s (Go) It’s me bitches!!!!
Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go (It’s)
Go Go Go Go Go Go Go Go (It’s)
It’s me it’s me it’s me it’s me it’s me it’s me
It’s me bitches!!!!
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Posted March 26 2007 | 0 Comments
Lloyd Banks I’m So Fly Ringtone
Yee!
Ayo 50, they only do it like us nigga [laughs]
Yeah!
[Chorus]
I’m So Fly…
I’ve got money so that’s a good enough reason to buy the things I buy
I’m So High…
An I’m on point and I can tell that you jealous by the look in your eye
When I Ride By…
An I don’t care, G-Units goin straight to the top this year
Nigga Im So Fly…
An I’ve got money so that’s a good enough reason to buy the things I buy….
[Verse 1 : Lloyd Banks]
Banks is fresh out the gutta (gutta)
To smooth to stutta (stutta)
His cig will melt a riva like 2 scoups of butta (butta)
Before I leave the crib I tell my mother I love her
Grab the burna ’cause she aint concerned ’cause he’s a earna
My bitch lays it out real nice for me to murda
Fight, wake up n’ fuck like Ike n’ Tina Turner
It’s a privilege to ride with a celeb
Cause them girls over three don’t got a problem given head
Paranoia is on ya that’s why your mama is in your bed
Fuck a rare chinchilla and bossin mama for ya head
And where the block im from niggas be damn near 40 and still tuckin
And niggas baby mama is pregnant and still fuckin
It’s eithier cause their boyfriend is a scrub like brillow
Or ’cause banks is cooler than the other side of the pillow
The chronic is blown
For my niggas that got locked up and deported and now they gotta go back home
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
Don’t confuse me with these suckas
Cause when I spit you hear more ouus then a skip to my lil move at the rucka
Thank god for given Banks the gift
You think that bandana makes you look gangsta but all I see is a handkerchief
Nigga there’s no one out the click that freeze us
Believe that cause I aint scared of shit but jesus
Look dawg i dont roam with the poodles
Difference is i’m eating in Rome and you eatin roman noodles
Ya boys corrupt kid
Banks will send a bitch to the store just for a piece of cheesecake like puff did
You jokes cant afford these homes
Look around I got 40 clones now look down that’s 40 stones
And that’s only in the necklace
I’m bony and I’m reckless (vroom) there’s Tony in a Lexus
Im fresh out the gutta scrap whatcha man thought
Im in the hood with more straps than a Jan Sport
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]
When I travel I know Im gonna get stuck
Cause they harass us in the airport like im the ones that’s blowin shit up
I got the patience of a high school teacher
And a bright future, why the fuck would I have a bomb on my sneaker
Will the goody girls back of us
My hearts colder than jack frost is
We pack shows and attract bosses
Black clothes and my black forces
A black rose for a rats coffin
Blowin O’s in that black coffin
Blowin the road and im back flossin
No one knows how much that’s costin
Fuck ass only the green moves me
I got a clean Uzi A pair of gloves and a mask from the scream movie
So if your plottin on poppin off, sceem smoothly
Or get a little red spatter on ya cream coogy
My name ring each state
So you aint gotta go all the way to LA to get ur mc eight
[Chorus]
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Posted March 24 2007 | 0 Comments
Ludacris Money Maker Ringtone
Ft. Pharrell
(feat. Pharrell)
[Hook:]
[Pharrell:]
Shake your money maker
Like somebody boutta pay ya
I see you on my radar
Don’t you act like you afraid of shit
[Ludacris:]
You know I got it
If you want it, come get it
Stand next to this money
Like - eh eh eh
[Pharrell:]
Shake your money maker
Like somebody boutta pay ya
Don’t worry about them haters
Keep your nose up in the air
[Ludacris:]
You know I got it
If you want it, come get it
Stand next to this money
Like - eh eh eh
[Verse 1:]
Shake shake shake your money maker
Like you were shakin it for some paper
Took your mama 9 months to make ya
Might as well shake what ya mama gave ya
You … you lookin good in them jeans
I bet you look even better with me in between
I keep my mind on my money, money on my mind
But yous a hell of a distraction when you shake your behind
I got * on my right side pourin some cups
My whole hood is to my left and they aint giving a fuck
So feel free to get lose and get carried away
So by tomorrow you forgot what you was sayin today
But don’t forget about this feeling that im making you get
And all the calories you burn from me making you sweat
The mile high points you earn when we taking my jet
And how everywhere you turn I’ll be making you wet..
[Hook:]
[Pharrell:]
Shake your money maker
Like somebody boutta pay ya
I see you on my radar
Don’t you act like you afraid of shit
[Ludacris:]
You know I got it
If you want it, come get it
Stand next to this money
Like - eh eh eh
[Pharrell:]
Shake your money maker
Like somebody boutta pay ya
Don’t worry about them haters
Keep your nose up in the air
[Ludacris:]
You know I got it
If you want it, come get it
Stand next to this money
Like - eh eh eh
[Verse 2:]
Switch, switch, switch it from right to left and..
Switch it till you running right out of breath and..
Take a break until you ready again and..
You can invite over as many friends as..
Ya want to, but i really want you
Just be thankful that Pharrell gave you somethin to bump to…HEYY
Luda…Im at the top of my game
You want my hands from the bottom to the top of your frame
And I…just wanna take a lil ride on your curves
And get erotic giving your body just what it deserves and..
Let me give you some swimming lessons on the penis
Backstroke, breaststroke, stroke of a genius…YUPP
Call me the renaissance man
Get up and i stay harder than a cinder block mannn….HEYY
Im just a bedroom gangster
And i been meanin to tell ya that i really must thank ya when ya..
[Hook:]
[Pharrell:]
Shake your money maker
Like somebody boutta pay ya
I see you on my radar
Don’t you act like you afraid of shit
[Ludacris:]
You know I got it
If you want it, come get it
Stand next to this money
Like - eh eh eh
[Pharrell:]
Shake your money maker
Like somebody boutta pay ya
Don’t worry about them haters
Keep your nose up in the air
[Ludacris:]
You know I got it
If you want it, come get it
Stand next to this money
Like - eh eh eh
[Verse 3:]
Rock rock rock it and make it work girl
Please dont stop it until it hurt girl
You..you been lookin a little tipsy
So if you could jus shake it a little this wayy
See ima member of the BBC
The original bread winna of DTP
And you the center of attention thats distracting the squaud
’cause everybody in the camp is like OH MY GODD..she could
[Hook:]
[Pharrell:]
Shake your money maker
Like somebody boutta pay ya
I see you on my radar
Don’t you act like you afraid of shit
[Ludacris:]
You know I got it
If you want it, come get it
Stand next to this money
Like - eh eh eh
[Pharrell:]
Shake your money maker
Like somebody boutta pay ya
Don’t worry about them haters
Keep your nose up in the air
[Ludacris:]
You know I got it
If you want it, come get it
Stand next to this money
Like - eh eh eh
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Posted March 24 2007 | 0 Comments
Jay-Z Show Me What You Got Ringtone
Intro:
This is a state of emergency
What you want me to do? I’m sorry. I’m back
Haha
Lets Go Get Em Just!
Hook:
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey
Uh Huh
Show me what you got lil mama
Show me what you got pretty lady
Show me what you got shorty
Show me what you got baby
Hands up
and wave (Flava Flav: show em what you got)
and wave (Flava Flav: show em what you got)
and wave (show em what you got)
and wave
1st Verse:
Give the drummer some
Shit, I already gave the summer some
It’s the winter’s turn
Hovie Hov is the coldest
I’m just getting better with time
I’m like Opus
One Young, no two alike like a snowflake
Ok, Show me what you got babe
Words is slurring engine purring
Mami frontin but I’m so determined
Shots of patron now she’s in a zone
I ain’t talking about the 2-3
Mami in the zone like the homie 2-3
Jordan or James
Makes no difference boo I’m ballin the same
Nigga I am the Mike Jordan of recording
Nigga You might want to fall back from recording
Shit that you right it’s not important
So it forced him to go for the hype
For being brave and they may applaud him
Well misery I will assure them
Aww baby just ignore them
Truth or dare mami listen and learn
I got a drop I just took off the top
It’s your turn
Hook:
Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey
Uh Huh
Show me what you got lil mama
Show me what you got pretty lady
Show me what you got shorty
Show me what you got baby
Hands up
and wave
and wave
and wave
and wave
Show me what you got lil mama
Show me what you got pretty lady
Show me what you got shorty
Show me what you got baby
Hands up and wave (Flava Flav: show em what you got)
and wave (Flava Flav: show em what you got)
and wave (show em what you got)
and wave
2nd Verse:
H.O.V.A.
Gold bottles of that ace of spade
Why even fool with these other guys? They all stingy
All these dudes know how to say is ‘gimmie’
Gimmie some head, Give me some brain
Give me your number, gimmie your name
But if I get one night baby girl I swear
I’ll make you tell these other dudes gimmie got you here
I’ll take you shopping, take long trips
I’ll take the cork off, you can take sips
I’ll take you there, take my time
Take your clothes off, I’ll take off mine
Ma, show me what you got
Hovi in the spot tried to told you I was hot
Tell these other dudes it’s a wrap
Get the fuck out the throne you clone
The King’s Back!
Yall got less than 2 months to get yall thing together. Good luck!
Hook 2x
Ladies and gentlemen the most incredible!
H.O…Uh Huh..H.O…Uh Huh, he’s back! Uh Uh
Justin Blaze and the Blazettes
Rocafella Records
The Dynasty continues, y’all die
Uh Huh…Peace
Jay-Z ringtones
Posted March 23 2007 | 0 Comments
Akon Locked Up Ringtone
(feat. Styles P)
[Styles P]
Locked up, they won’t let me out,
And I had a long day in court **** stressed me out,
Won’t gimme the bail they can’t get me out,
Now I’m headed to the county,
Gotta do a bid here, I’m used to living luxurous,
I don’t wana live here, the walls is gray the clothes is orange,
The phones is broke, the food is garbage,
A lot a niggas is livin with these circumstances,
Sp’s the same I still murk ya manz’z ,
Drug money to rap money work advances,
Niggas ran and told that I shoulda murked to kansas,
Niga got popped for a murda attempt,
Knocked me on d block when I was burning the hemph,
Had a brick in the stash hope they don’t take to a further extent,
Locked up and they wont let me out,
When I hit my cell block, niggas know the threat be out.
[AKON]
I’m steady tryna find a motive,
Why do what I do.
Freedom aint gettin no closer,
No matter how far I go,
My car is stolen, no registration,
Cops partolin, and now they done stop me,
And I get locked up,
[Chorus]
They won’t let me out, they won’t let me out, (I’m locked up)
They won’t let me out no, they wont let me out, (I’m locked up)
They won’t let me out, they won’t let me out, (I’m locked up)
They won’t let me out no, they won’t let me out
[Akon]
Headin up town to re up,
Back with a couple peeps,
Corner blocks on fire,
Under covers dressed as feens,
Makin so much money,
Products movin’ fast,
Put away the stash,
And as I sold the last bag fucked around and got locked up
[CHORUS]
They won’t let me out, they won’t let me out, (my nigga I’m locked up)
They won’t let me out no, they wont let me out, (I got locked up)
They won’t let me out, they won’t let me out, (baby girl I’m locked up)
They won’t let me out no, they won’t let me out
[Styles P]
Now that I’m locked up I rep two sets so
Ima ride or die and stay d blocked up
Two tooth brushes up,
Whoever wanted with p
When I walk by nigga get up,
’cause I’m locked up they cant get me out,
I smoke a stick of haze when they stress me out,
Go and hit the bar when the reds be out,
Cant wait for the day when they let me out,
[Akon]
’cause visitation no longer comes by,
Seems like they forgot about me,
Commissary is getting empty,
My cell mates getting food without me,
Can’t wait to get out and move forward with my life,
Got a family that loves me and wants me to do right
But instead I get locked up
[CHORUS]
They won’t let me out, they won’t let me out, (I’m locked up)
They won’t let me out no, they wont let me out, (my nigga I’m locked up)
They won’t let me out, they won’t let me out, (I’m locked up)
They won’t let me out no, they won’t let me out (’cause I’m locked up)
Akon ringtones
Posted March 23 2007 | 0 Comments
2Pac I ain’t Mad at Cha Ringtone
Change, shit
I guess change is good for any of us
Whatever it take for any of y’all niggaz to get up out the hood
Shit, I’m wit cha, I ain’t mad at cha
Got nuttin but love for ya, do your thing boy
Yeah, all the homies that I ain’t talk to in a while
I’ma send this one out for y’all, knahmean?
Cause I ain’t mad at cha
Heard y’all tearin up shit out there, kickin up dust
[Danny Boy] I ain’t…
Givin a motherfucker, heheheheheh
Yeah, niggaz
[Danny Boy] …mad at cha
Cause I ain’t mad at cha
Verse One: 2Pac
Now we was once two niggaz of the same kind
Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line
You was just a little smaller but you still rolled
Got stretched to Y.A. and hit the hood swoll
Member when you had a jheri curl didn’t quite learn
On the block, witcha glock, trippin off sherm
Collect calls to the till, sayin how ya changed
Oh you a Muslim now, no more dope game
Heard you might be comin home, just got bail
Wanna go to the Mosque, don’t wanna chase tail
I seems I lost my little homie he’s a changed man
Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan
When I talk about money all you see is the struggle
When I tell you I’m livin large you tell me it’s trouble
Congratulation on the weddin, I hope your wife know
She got a playa for life, and that’s no bullshitin
I know we grew apart, you probably don’t remember
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
And I can see us after school, we’d BOMB
on the first motherfucker with the wrong shit on
Now the whole shit’s changed, and we don’t even kick it
Got a big money scheme, and you ain’t even with it
Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad
Go toe to toe when it’s time for roll you got a brother’s back
And I can’t even trip, cause I’m just laughin at cha
You tryin hard to maintain, then go head
cause I ain’t mad at cha
(Hmm, I ain’t mad at cha)
Chorus: Danny Boy
I ain’t, mad, at cha (2Pac: I ain’t mad at cha)
I ain’t, mad, at cha
Verse Two: 2Pac
We used to be like distant cousins, fightin, playin dozens
Whole neighborhood buzzin, knowin, that we wasn’t
Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs
I’m gettin blitzed and I reminsce on all the times we shared
Besides bumpin n grindin wasn’t nothin on our mind
In time we learned to live a life of crime
Rewind us back, to a time was much too young to know
I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow
And even though we seperated, you said that you’d wait
Don’t give nobody no coochie while I be locked up state
I kiss my Mama goodbye, and wipe the tears from her lonely eyes
Said I’ll return but I gotta fight the fate’s arrived
Don’t shed a tear, cause Mama I ain’t happy here
I’m through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years
They got me goin mad, I’m knockin busters on they backs
in my cell, thinkin, “Hell, I know one day I’ll be back”
As soon as I touch down
I told my girl I’ll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down
The homies wanna kick it, but I’m just laughin at cha
Cause youse a down ass bitch, and I ain’t mad at cha
Chorus: Danny Boy
I ain’t, mad, at cha (2Pac: I ain’t mad at cha)
I ain’t, mad, at cha (2Pac: A true down ass bitch, and I ain’t mad at cha)
Verse Three: 2Pac
Well guess who’s movin up, this nigga’s ballin now
Bitches be callin to get it, hookers keep fallin down
He went from nuttin to lots, ten carots to rock
Went from a nobody nigga to the big, man on the block
He’s Mister local celebrity, addicted to move a key
Most hated by enemy, escape in the Luxury
See, first you was our nigga but you made it, so the choice is made
Now we gotta slay you why you faded, in the younger days
So full of pain while the weapons blaze
Gettin so high off that bomb hopin we make it, to the better days
Cause crime pays, and in time, you’ll find a rhyme’ll blaze
You’ll feel the fire from the niggaz in my younger days
So many changed on me, so many tried to plot
That I keep a glock beside my head, when will it stop?
Til God return me to my essence
Cause even as a adolescents, I refuse to be a convalescent
So many questions, and they ask me if I’m still down
I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain’t real now?
They got so much to say, but I’m just laughin at cha
You niggaz just don’t know, but I ain’t mad at cha
Chorus: Danny Boy
I ain’t, mad at cha (2Pac: and I ain’t mad at cha)
Iiiiiiiii ain’t mad (2Pac: hell nah I ain’t mad at cha) at cha
I ain’t, mad at mha (2Pac: and I ain’t mad at cha)
I ain’t, mad at cha (2Pac: I ain’t mad at cha)
I ain’t, mad at cha, noooo
I ain’t mad at chaaaaahhhhhhhh
