Young Jeezy Lyrics
Young Jeezy Lyrics
"Trapstar Lyrics"
Storm Warning Lyrics
Hell for leather, lathered, drunk, you're soused, You're pissed, you're sunk, The juke box now is drunk, just along the way..... I had a call on saturday to say I'd thrown My friends away, reversed the charges on 'em all, I made a lot of calls. Is there a storm com
Hell for leather, lathered, drunk, you're soused, You're pissed, you're sunk, The juke box now is drunk, just along the way..... I had a call on saturday to say I'd thrown My friends away, reversed the charges on 'em all, I made a lot of calls. Is there a storm com
I'm a t-r-a-p-s-t-ar
Got the city on lock, big shoes on the car
And she likes it (she likes it nigga) Ay
And she likes it (chyeah)
(Lets get it) Got the city on smash
Streets on click clock
Eighty grand just to see the Jacob go tick tock (haha)
I'm so materialistic, so well connected
Just ask about it, so well respected (ayy)
Run the streets all day I don't get no sleep (nope)
Eat at Spun dinners four times a week
Bucket of crab legs, Slick had the lobsters (chyeah)
I'm the real deal these other niggaz imposters
Popping Gold Bond, yeah I took the
Before The Seventh Moon Lyrics
[Music by Sanrabb] [Lyrics by Dolgar] Brought by death to the edge of the abyss Fiercelly thrown down into a void so cold Darkness as you knew it is nothing compared to this Going over the edge and into oblivion On dark silken wings carried further away To a pl
m sips (sips)[Music by Sanrabb] [Lyrics by Dolgar] Brought by death to the edge of the abyss Fiercelly thrown down into a void so cold Darkness as you knew it is nothing compared to this Going over the edge and into oblivion On dark silken wings carried further away To a pl
50 in the trunk, yeah I took those trips (trips)
Keep the white girl, yeah forever my lady (chyeah)
Two grand flat get ya four and a baby, c'mon
[Chorus]
I'm a t-r-a-p-s-t-ar
Got the streets on lock, big shoes on the car
And she likes it (she likes it, she likes it)
And she likes it
I'm a t-r-a-p-s-t-ar
Keep money in the suites, copt groups from the bar
And she likes it (she likes it, chyeah, ayy ayy)
And she likes it(She likes it, she likes it)
Slide through the hood just to check my dough (dough)
Trap-star fresh from head
Keep It To Yourself Lyrics
Intro Ohhh... Imajin '98 What? Can you keep a secret Cause I can Hay hay hay If you won't tell Then I won't tell Ohh Keep it to yourself what? Chrous Keep it to yourself Don't tell nobody else No matter what we do It says b
to toe (toe)Intro Ohhh... Imajin '98 What? Can you keep a secret Cause I can Hay hay hay If you won't tell Then I won't tell Ohh Keep it to yourself what? Chrous Keep it to yourself Don't tell nobody else No matter what we do It says b
From toe to head the kicks match the cap (chyeah)
Black T-shirt, yeah it match the strap (ayy)
The stones in the watch, yeah they match the chain
New Jordans on his feet, Snowman's the name (haha)
Fresh out the paint shop threw the fo's on it (fo's on it)
Now the Chevy got Lamborghini doors on it (doors on it)
Mix the Grey Goose with the cranberry juices (what)
Nigga can't you tell I really sold those deuces (yup)
The squares are white, the tape is black (what else)
The wait is over, the real is back (ayy)
[Chorus]
Lil momma wanna
When You Go Madd Lyrics
A wire in my mind has finally snapped No longer am I held to binding rules Driven insane by the actions of animal man Too much becomes nothing for me to see Please remove the bugs crawling on my body Tell the voices to stop screaming in my ear At night I run through the park
holla at a pimp (pimp)A wire in my mind has finally snapped No longer am I held to binding rules Driven insane by the actions of animal man Too much becomes nothing for me to see Please remove the bugs crawling on my body Tell the voices to stop screaming in my ear At night I run through the park
My money true straight, I don't walk witta limp (naw)
It ain't hard girl just use ya head (haha)
Slices stacked up, I got colonial bread (yeahhh)
Now she off the chain, yeah she so erotic
Purple Mango, yeah its so exotic (chyeah)
No punch lines (nope) no riddles (uh huh)
Im talking white squares with the steps in the middle (haha)
You know me, take the good with the bad
Cant complain the Porsche came with the rag
And the chopper came with extra clips
So when you niggaz outta line we can extra flip (heyyy)
[Chorus]