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Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Chamillionaire - This My World Lyrics (Ft. Big K.R.I.T)

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Chamillionaire - This My World (Ft. Big K.R.I.T)

a different city every night right
and they be going so insane
i repping for my city right, right
so you should be happy that i came

we believe in, if you see me
i watch the skyline light up every evening
it’s like i’m dreaming baby, what i mean is
most of y’all don’t know that
this my world, whoooa
this my world, whoooa
this my world, whoooa

i don’t worry ’bout paper i past up
i focus on money my hands touch
if that right there don’t add up
i gotta let you know your math sucks
you don’t ever talk to a calculator
you don’t get caught with an ounce of paper
every convo is about a favour
had to get a mansion without the neighbours
i aint meaning no bad shit
when i say they don’t have a dime
and i aint meaning no gold watch when i say “i don’t have the time”
my hustle is the reason i’m known to shine
it’s like i’m in my own world
cause these boys out here full of talking
and texting all my old girls
you call that your homegirl
i call that my dome girl
i call that my errr,
i’m not home leave a message after the tone girl
i go to places they rap about
but girls only love you cause the cash you got
see all these hoes is chasing stars
growing up to be cashtronauts
can’t be mad, i asked for it
living life in that airport
y’all aint even get off the ground
y’all stuck in that chair-port
i know they wanna see my cash short
but only thing i ask lord
is please don’t let me run out of nothing but pages in my passport

we believe in, if you see me
i watch the skyline light up every evening
it’s like i’m dreaming baby, what i mean is
most of y’all don’t know
this my world, whoooa
this my world, whoooa
this my world, whoooa

been through a lot just to get this far
whip that car, grip that grain
ready pipes on the lights
went from broke, to having things
catching planes out of state
i got dudes to pay, i got moves to make
f-ck the fee, that they put on me
to keep the lights on and food on their plate
hit the slab, push it to the max
expensive taste, i love poppin’ tags
f-cking hoes, i live in the lab
spittin’ bars that reflect my past
what you know ’bout sold out shows
more gun sh-t everywhere i go
putting on for the third ?
sippin’ ?, give a damn, what you know bout my folk
nothin’ else i gave them hope
if they could follow dreams of their own
be successful and ride clean with the chrome
if it aint ? leave it alone
and who they hate and preach their lord
most n-ggas talk now just because
i’m putting my faith in the man above
about my bread, playa be about your’s
be ’bout our’s, stay on course
i make my mark everywhere i go
i speak that trill everytime i flow
i get my own, cause it’s everywhere i know
thats all i show so when i toast to the life i live
i’m taking off like a laser beam
rather not wake, rather get my cake up
while i’m out here living the dream
this my world!

we believe in, if you see me
i watch the skyline light up every evening
it’s like i’m dreaming baby, what i mean is
most of y’all don’t know
this my world, whoooa
this my world, whoooa
this my world, whoooa

a different city every night right
and they be going so insane
i repping for my city right, right
so you should be happy that i came
she say she want to spend the night right
and i don’t even know her name
(dont even know your name)
just sit and watch me as i fly high
and she wanna be my lois lane

fresh off the plane, straight to the rover
i can’t complain, tip for the chauffer
when i hit my room, its over
floor that i’m on, high as a toca
funny thing is this girl is sober
but she gon be drunk when she hit the sofa
you stay the night if you acting right
the views that we looking at thats a sight
you really be living that rapper life
it they aint made it where i’m at than they aint rapping right
she me and krit got dough appetites
you couldn’t see us if with a flashing light
you could die, than come back to life
you still couldn’t see us in the after life
and you know…

we believe in, if you see me
i watch the skyline light up every evening
it’s like i’m dreaming baby, what i mean is
most of y’all don’t know
this my world, whoooa
this my world, whoooa
this my world, whoooa
(it’s like i’m dreaming, it’s like i’m dreaming)
this my world, whoooa

dollar to my name, quarter in my jeans
million dollar vision now i’m living out my dreams
this my world, this my world
i had a dollar to my name, quarter in my jeans
million dollar vision now i’m living out my dreams
this my world, this my world
this my world, yeah

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Chamillionaire - When Ya On Lyrics (Ft. Nipsey Hussle)

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Chamillionaire - When Ya On (Ft. Nipsey Hussle)

They only love ya when ya on
They only love ya when ya on
The only other time is when you’re gone
They only love ya when ya on
What goes up come do-ow-own

Welcome to 2011 where everybody’s the realest
Everyone who a midget, sya they do it the biggest
Every part of ya business is everybody business
Got my name all in your mouth
I should have been a dentist
Yeah, everybody done did it
Everybody’s a critic
I’m like “Whatchu talkin’ bout” like everybody’s a Willis
Man, they say they love you when the block on smash
Since they so in love, tell ‘em they can kiss my cash
Wait a minute you don’t like me, Well I don’t like you
These fakers sayin’ that they real but I see right through
The old me, that was the realest person I knew
The new me probably the realest person times two

So when you feels like it’s everybody for themselves
And the place where ya living is’nt far from hell
And they keep tellin’ you “you were born to fail”
And everybody say they real but it’s too hard to tell
So until I die, I’mma always grind
I’mma be ok, I’mma be alright
If they say I fail, that would be a lie
But there aint no such thing as a tie
They only love ya when ya on

Hold up,
You got to be out ya conscience
They aint got no sense, that’s why they call it nonesense
How they gon talk about what you never accomplish?
Like they dun done something thats worthy of my responses
Look at the tags, I’m showing ‘em how to stunt G
Candy and papers plates, it looks like I got the munchies
It’s so ironic they couch got money in ‘em
But y’all always on the couch and never get any money
Where’s Cupid, they only love ya till ya next hook
but I don’t check the gossip blogs
I check check books
Ask Lebron they say winning is the best look
Every move I make is right like I aint got a left foot
To keep it real a record deal couldn’t stop me
I’m bootlegging bullets, you can still get a copy
Lucifer is in a pair of heels in the lobby
I don’t dance with the devil call it trilluminati

So when you feels like it’s everybody for themselves
And the place where ya living is’nt far from hell
And they keep tellin’ you “you were born to fail”
And everybody say they real but it’s too hard to tell
So until I die, I’mma always grind
I’mma be ok, I’mma be alright
If they say I fail, that would be a lie
But there aint no such thing as a tie
They only love ya when ya on

Northside where ya at
Northside let me know you got my back

They only love ya when ya on
Southside where ya at
Southside, let me know you got my back
Yeah
Eastside where ya at
Eastside my n-gga you got my back

They only love ya when ya on
Westside where ya at
Westside let me know you got my back

Look, I’m a get money n-gga, on a daily basis
Road to the riches, potholes in the pavements
Thats why I follow every rule and regulation
Making rap money off this game I’ve been laced with
Uh, and you can blame it on black sam
Blame it on Crenshaw and Slauson Ave
Fly wit’ bad bitch with a fat ass
Bail money, big pistol and black mag
That’s how we play it, we living with the fast cash
To all my haters, consider this the last laugh
I’ve been the greatest in my city, now I’m past that
It’s all money ascap, broke bitches bag back
Please, Louie notes, Louis back packs
First class seats like a pillow top mattress
Uh, we can’t take it to the casket so I’mma spend these rags
Just to laugh at your reaction

So when you feels like it’s everybody for themselves
And the place where ya living is’nt far from hell
And they keep tellin’ you “you were born to fail”
And everybody say they real but it’s too hard to tell
So until I die, I’mma always grind
I’mma be ok, I’mma be alright
If they say I fail, that would be a lie
But there aint no such thing as a tie
They only love ya when ya on

I know, I know-ow-ow-ow
They only love ya when ya one
I know, I know-ow-ow-ow
They only love ya when ya one
What goes up, must come down
What goes up, comes down.
What goes up, must come down
What goes up, comes do-ow-oown!