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Saturday, August 8, 2009
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
Tha Joker - We Do This For Fun Pt.2
[Verse 1]
Every morning while you go to Starbucks to get coffee,
I be at the bank like get this cash me off me,
My car so new, but my money so old,
My grill iced out so my barbecues cold,
3-2-1 blast off you bastards,
Spaceship doors, my garage is NASA,
Hedgehog game, I am much faster,
You are a lizard, I am a raptor,
When I hit the club or the stage I party hard,
Witness hoes naked like everyday was Mardi Gras,
See I'm 17 and I have an accountant,
Your 17 but you get an allowance,
When I see pussy... I'm pounding,
What else would you expect from the joker? Clowning,
Bacon over hear, what you want to drink honey,
Blow stacks so it's like I give head to my money,
I'm a studio geek, earth from net flanders,
Car sits low, chameleon salmander,
Joker beats, lock up sell 3,
White girl trunk stand Marshall Mathers LP,
Even my haters, secretly they felt me,
Last name West, there's nothing you can tell me,
I am super sexy in my black tee or my wife b,
Burn so many trees, Smokey Bear doesn't like me,
Lets be honest, who really wanna fight me,
You can throw balls but I bet you won't strike me,
Look into that future, see me in that Bentley,
Check my bank account, don't I have plenty.
My hoes won't fuck you, they're so stingy,
I would acknowledge you, but I'm not friendly,
Boys N The Hood flow, South Central rhyme,
Godfather delievery, Scarface mind,
Basically what I'm saying, is I'm one of a kind,
If you thinking bout battling me, ya thinking bout dying,
Fakes, phony, please stop trying,
I parade my gangster, what are you implying,
She can feel my bone all on her spine,
Orgasm back spasms, she straight crying,
I fuck with ladies, I won't even watch whores,
Don't shake hands, cause you prolly didn't wash yours,
This shit is easy, I could do it in my slumber,
And I make so much money, I should have a pin number,
Dumb and Dumber, where is your hunger,
Veggie eating bitch, here's my cucumber,
Close your mouth, listen to me thunder,
I am a pirate, I'm throwing my plunder,
Black Pearl gangster, south side legend,
You gonna need a notebook for all these lessons,
Teacher, preacher, deacon, reverend,
Whole damn kenmore in my bezzle,
I am the greatest there will ever be,
Me to the rap game, is like fatback to peas,
Chopper, semi, cocking, blasting,
I flip birds, blue jay gymnastics,
Street cred test, I motherfuckin past it,
Atleast 20 grand in one of these elastics,
I really don't like when haters throw sodium,
I am the shit please pass thee amodium,
A-D, play me, you couldn't do it safely,
I control the Roc, call me the new Jay-Z.
We Do It For Fun Pt. 2 - Tha Joker
Every morning while you go to Starbucks to get coffee,
I be at the bank like get this cash me off me,
My car so new, but my money so old,
My grill iced out so my barbecues cold,
3-2-1 blast off you bastards,
Spaceship doors, my garage is NASA,
Hedgehog game, I am much faster,
You are a lizard, I am a raptor,
When I hit the club or the stage I party hard,
Witness hoes naked like everyday was Mardi Gras,
See I'm 17 and I have an accountant,
Your 17 but you get an allowance,
When I see pussy... I'm pounding,
What else would you expect from the joker? Clowning,
Bacon over hear, what you want to drink honey,
Blow stacks so it's like I give head to my money,
I'm a studio geek, earth from net flanders,
Car sits low, chameleon salmander,
Joker beats, lock up sell 3,
White girl trunk stand Marshall Mathers LP,
Even my haters, secretly they felt me,
Last name West, there's nothing you can tell me,
I am super sexy in my black tee or my wife b,
Burn so many trees, Smokey Bear doesn't like me,
Lets be honest, who really wanna fight me,
You can throw balls but I bet you won't strike me,
Look into that future, see me in that Bentley,
Check my bank account, don't I have plenty.
My hoes won't fuck you, they're so stingy,
I would acknowledge you, but I'm not friendly,
Boys N The Hood flow, South Central rhyme,
Godfather delievery, Scarface mind,
Basically what I'm saying, is I'm one of a kind,
If you thinking bout battling me, ya thinking bout dying,
Fakes, phony, please stop trying,
I parade my gangster, what are you implying,
She can feel my bone all on her spine,
Orgasm back spasms, she straight crying,
I fuck with ladies, I won't even watch whores,
Don't shake hands, cause you prolly didn't wash yours,
This shit is easy, I could do it in my slumber,
And I make so much money, I should have a pin number,
Dumb and Dumber, where is your hunger,
Veggie eating bitch, here's my cucumber,
Close your mouth, listen to me thunder,
I am a pirate, I'm throwing my plunder,
Black Pearl gangster, south side legend,
You gonna need a notebook for all these lessons,
Teacher, preacher, deacon, reverend,
Whole damn kenmore in my bezzle,
I am the greatest there will ever be,
Me to the rap game, is like fatback to peas,
Chopper, semi, cocking, blasting,
I flip birds, blue jay gymnastics,
Street cred test, I motherfuckin past it,
Atleast 20 grand in one of these elastics,
I really don't like when haters throw sodium,
I am the shit please pass thee amodium,
A-D, play me, you couldn't do it safely,
I control the Roc, call me the new Jay-Z.
We Do It For Fun Pt. 2 - Tha Joker
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Lil Boosie Go Hard on these 2 trackz
thiz real shit he talk bout u got 2 be 4rm tha hood 2 know wat he talkin bout
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Body:x
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Roscoe - Get Flipped
Let's go
I need somebody to send me some zig-zags back here
Yeah
[Verse 1]
A couple seconds of game, I got you telling me your bra-size
It's YA up in the club, now it's all eyes
We kick-back with the click-clack, sitting in my lap
while I'm dipping in my 'llac
And chicken heads always hit a nigga back
When they see 'em how I'm rolling, sitting on a stack
Scoe-Dellic, let a pro tell it
Cop a gang of snow, and let a hoe sell it
Blow dro 'til my eyes turn mo' yellow
Rule number one, when the cops come, no telling
So poetic, the flow genetic
And I couldn't have said it better than my big bro said it
[Hook]
Take her to the spot, get flipped
She a flipper, once she off liquor
Hit it from the back, she get thicker
You better watch your back though, cause she'll stick ya
Never call her back, cause she'll flip
She a flipper, once she off liquor
Hit it from the back, she get thicker
After that, holla back, I get wit' cha
[Verse 2]
Everybody talking that garbage, don't wanna walk wit'
What they talk, walk the walk
Wanna step to the street, ain't got no heat
Ain't ready to ride, when it's on the spot
I come off the rain, I'm off the chain
I'm off the cane, like Eddie Cane off the 'caine
Yeah, all the same
And I'm in it for the dollars, ya feel me then holla (Scoe!)
And all the homies on the streets, ain't got no love for a nigga on the beat
Cause a nigga on the beat got money in his pocket, now they jealous of me
So now they looking in my face like they wanna take something from me
Looking at my money
I'm like 'Nah', now Im looking at the honey
Like what she wanna do, wanna roll wit' the crew
[Hook]
Take her to the spot, get flipped
She a flipper, once she off liquor
Hit it from the back, she get thicker
You better watch your back though, cause she'll stick ya
Never call her back, cause she'll flip
She a flipper, once she off liquor
Hit it from the back, she get thicker
After that, holla back, I get wit' cha
[Verse 3]
Oh shizzle, Mr Scoe-Dizzle
Yo' brizzle all on my jizzle
Now this here's where it counts
So walk in, +Jig+ it out, like +Show Me The Bounce+
Show me the shake, and show me the drop
Show me the snake, and show me the watch
She was making it break, and making it pop
Wiggling it fast, then slow to making it stop
Now should I play my part, and do my thing?
Or keep it G? I chose to remain composed
Taking off her clothes
But I'm Young Scoe-Dellic, I don't love them hoes
The B-O-Y wit' the D-U-I, and the SUV full of THC
The K-I-D wit' P-H-I-D, I burn rubber like I had HIV
[Hook]
Take her to the spot, get flipped
She a flipper, once she off liquor
Hit it from the back, she get thicker
You better watch your back though, cause she'll stick ya
Never call her back, cause she'll flip
She a flipper, once she off liquor
Hit it from the back, she get thicker
After that, holla back, I get wit' cha
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
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