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" Terminator "
G-girl, you got to feel good, feel good
Girl, you got to feel good
I see you drinkin' out the bottle, baby
And then you think of me, it drives you crazy
Tell me, who else can set your soul on fire?
My love is up there, let me take you higher (Higher)
Tell me, does it feel good when I'm touchin' you, you?
'Cause it feels good when you touchin' on me
Does it feel good? (Fell good) Touchin' you
Tell me, does it feel good?
I wanna know what's on your mind
I'm runnin' outta time (Yeah)
I wanna know what's on your mind
I'm runnin' outta time (Ooh-ooh)
Please, please, please, please (Yeah)
Tell me what do you see
Terminator? Bad machine?
Hop on my elevator, let's just go up
You wanna say no but your heart is sold (Hey)
Tell me, who else can get your blood running?
They wanna stop, hell no, let's keep it goin' (Keep it goin')
Tell me, does it feel good (Does it feel good?) when I'm touchin' you, you?
'Cause it feels good (Oh) when you touchin' on me
Does it feel good? (Fell good) Touchin' you
Tell me, does it feel good?
I wanna know what's on your mind (Yeah)
I'm runnin' outta time (Yeah)
I wanna know what's on your mind (Yeah)
I'm runnin' outta time (Ooh-ooh)
Please, please, please, please (Yeah)
Tell me what do you see
Terminator? Bad machine?
You are the girl I've been dreaming of (Of, of)
How far would you go just to have my love?
Sometimes, I love you, can't tell when it's coming (No, no)
Right here in front of you, you gotta stop running (Here we go)
Before you lose it, oh yeah, oh yeah
Before you lose it (Ooh-ooh), oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh!
I wanna know what's on your mind (Yeah)
I'm runnin' outta time
I wanna know what's on your mind (Woo!)
I'm runnin' outta time
Please, please, please, please (Yeah)
Tell me what do you see (Ooh-ooh)
Terminator? Bad machine?
Terminator? Bad machine?
" Till The Morning "
Havin' a good day
Havin' a good day
Ha ha
It's a party on the weekend, know you been workin' hard all day
Now it's time to turn up, yeah, I know you feel the same
Baby, you just wanna go out, just to do a little dancin'
It's a shame you brought your man with you, know you feelin' kinda antsy
Let me show I got everythin' paid for
If he got a problem, I got way more
She fuckin' with a boss, I make a name for her
And I'ma give her everythin' she came for
'Til the morning
I'ma do my thing, girl, I ain't lyin'
We gon' do this 'til the morning
'Cause you're all I need, I don't need no sleep tonight
'Til the morning
Gon' and tell your friends that I don't get tired
We gon' do this 'til the morning
Oh, yeah, babe, oh, yeah, babe
We gon' do it 'til the morning
Party, party, and put your glass in the air now
If you in love, make a toast, take your clothes off, put yo' ass in the air
This is the party, party, and I know you don't really do this all the time
Got your body on mine and your man over there lookin' mad as hell
Everythin' paid for
If he got a problem, I got way more
She fuckin' with a boss, I make a name for her
And I'ma give her everythin' she came for
'Til the morning
I'ma do my thing (Yeah), girl, I ain't lyin'
We gon' do this 'til the morning (Yeah)
'Cause you're all I need (Need), I don't need no sleep tonight (Oh)
'Til the morning
Gon' and tell your friends (Friends) that I don't get tired (No, no)
We gon' do this 'til the morning
Oh, yeah, babe, oh, yeah, babe
We gon' do it 'til the morning (Look, alright)
Okay, I got your nigga grillin' me the hardest
I'ma eat that pussy, girl, regardless
I stay down South like I'm from New Orleans
Spray up on them walls and them drawers like a artist
I got that long dick, nigga legendary
Where you get that ass from? Bet that it's hereditary
Pussy numb, speakin' in tongues, changin' your vocabulary
Callin' me her Valentine, it ain't even February
I got the antidote
I leave the condoms on the bed so her man'll know
I know he mad 'cause I'm bustin' on your cantaloupes
It's horses on the 'Rari but I'm checkin' camel toe, ha ha, look
No sleep, baby, we gon' pull a all-nighter
I got the weed and the liquor, girl, just bring the lighter
You gon' sing, baby, I'ma have you moanin'
It's just a warnin', I'm performin'
'Til the morning
I'ma do my thing (Yeah, thing), girl, I ain't lyin'
We gon' do this 'til the morning (Oh, girl)
'Cause you're all I need (Need), I don't need no sleep tonight (Huh)
'Til the morning
Gon' and tell your friends that I don't get tired
We gon' do this 'til the morning
Oh, yeah, babe, oh, yeah, babe
We gon' do it 'til the morning
" Leave Broke "
She workin' that pole, she's so unbelievable, believable, oh (unbelievable) (haha, Fresh!)
She's outta control, up and down, unbelievable, believable, oh (unbelievable)
She be workin' that body, (damn) I'ma leave broke, leave broke (I'ma leave broke, leave broke, leave broke)
Throwin' 1s, 5s, 10s, 20s, 100s, I'ma leave broke, leave broke (yeah) (leave broke, leave broke)
Ooh, baby, got a booty like a onion (good Lord)
In Secret Sunday, poppin' bottles, throwin' money
Lame niggas in the corner, broke, ballin' on a budget (ah)
Baby droppin' from the cellin', bust it open for a hunnid, you bad (racks)
Lookin' like you came out a pageant
All that ass, like you made by Stalin
Got all this cash like nigga was Italian
My car go fast, let me take you to my palace, skrrt
Her body marked up with ink (woo)
Brown skin with her weave
She a dope girl in the streets, freak in the sheets
Somethin' sweet to eat, sadity (what?)
Shoes by Fendi, fine like Kimmy
When she move, got a nigga hypnotized, no Biggie
She only fuck with bad boys like Diddy
So you wanna ride with me, top down through the city (haha)
Cuban links and gold Rollies
Birkin bags filled with dead homies
Damn, it's my type
But shawty, back that ass up for me, woadie
Workin' her body like she a pro
Twerkin' slow, touchin' her toes
Up and down on that pole
Got me throwin' bread 'til I go broke, woah, woah, woah, woah
She workin' that pole, she's so unbelievable, believable, oh (unbelievable) (haha, yeah)
She's outta control, up and down, unbelievable, believable, oh (unbelievable)
She be workin' that body, (damn) I'ma leave broke, leave broke (I'ma leave broke, leave broke, leave broke)
Throwin' 1s, 5s, 10s, 20s, 100s, I'ma leave broke, leave broke (yeah) (leave broke, leave broke)
Ha, girl, come and vibe with a rich nigga
I'm rockin' skinny jeans like it make my dick bigger
I pay 100 for that ass, I'm a sick nigga
I'm pourin' up the codeine, I don't sip liquor
Man, these fuck niggas ballin' on a budget
Bitches know that I been ballin' and I love it
Marshawn Lynch, I'm smokin' skittles in a bucket
Fruit Town with me, come and go two rounds with me, you know a fade is nothin'
I got a bitch with a body, call her bass and percussion
With my hands throwin' bands, she gon' stand for nothin'
You cuffin', you probably workin' with the man or somethin'
I'm African bandstand, how my niggas is drummin'
And you niggas wanna be like
Smokin' weed and flyin' on a G5
Bust a gun for my niggas from the east side
Nigga sling gold records like bean pies
I love them long nights when you up on the stripper pole
You know all my lil' niggas is trained to go
Dark night Lamborghini, red painted in gold
In the Wraith and it feel like a rodeo, oh
I'm throwin' 100s and givin' them babies, yeah
And if you drink what I drink, you think that I'm crazy
'Cause she workin' that pole, she's so unbelievable, believable, oh (unbelievable)
She's outta control, up and down, unbelievable, believable, oh (unbelievable)
She be workin' that body, (damn) I'ma leave broke, leave broke (I'ma leave broke, leave broke, leave broke)
Throwin' 1s, 5s, 10s, 20s, 100s, I'ma leave broke, leave broke (yeah) (leave broke, leave broke)
Haha, it's Fresh
" Yellow Tape "
Stand behind the Yellow Tape
Stand behind the Yellow Tape
Stand behind the Yellow Tape
Yeah, stay behind the Yellow Tape
Wait a second, wait a minute
Don't compare me to them other niggas
Desert Eagle, Smith & Wesson
I'm about to go to war, gon' pledge allegiance
Where the real friends at when you really need 'em?
When I was locked up in the county, I ain't even see 'em
About my lonely, lonely
What happen to the bitches and the party?
A 100 bottles that was every weekend
Bitches piled up in my crib like a Colosseum
After 3 A.M., you know we getting freaky
Hella one night stands, bitches catching feelings
Tired of fake loving, fake Hollywood, ain't 'bout shit
Fake gang banging and they're claiming to pop shit
Fake titties and cocaine in their nostrils, stop it, huh
Soo Woo, been a nigga, been about it
And if it's my time to go, I'm taking everybody
Don't care, my niggas, we shootin' anybody
And if it ain't your business, nigga, don't worry about it, oh, oh
I hear 'em talking down on me, down on me
But where they're at tonight? I got a 100 rounds on me
I think I had it up to here, my nigga, huh
You know your killers, they fear my niggas, huh
So what you tryna, tryna do, tryna, tryna do?
Dancing round the issue, bitch, you know you're running out of moves
I keep it real, my nigga, huh
This Richard Mille hella clear, cost a mil, my nigga
Yeah, give a fuck about how you feel, my nigga
Got the mic, life a horror movie, feel like thriller
Passive aggressive bitches always acting all timid
Won't help you make no money but I bet they'll help you spend it, ha
Had a meeting with the devil last week
Couldn't believe what he said to me, huh
"Here take this contract, signature please
You can have it all but you know your soul, I'ma keep"
Bad luck, bad luck, yeah, you know it come in threes
Battling my demons, I'm the only one who sees, ha
I've got the fire blazing, burning all the weed
I bet the hell ain't hotter than this fucking Hennessy, yeah
Two feet off the ground, whoa, whoa, like why am I living here?
Up and down, up and down, whoa, whoa, I think I might drown from my tears
I cry 'cause my fate is sold, too many tears, I'm thinking 'bout ending here
Wanna forget, Russian roulette with the pistol
Bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take
Wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, stand behind the yellow tape
Ayy, bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take
Wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, stand behind the yellow tape, hey
Go bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take
Don't shoot, don't shoot, stand behind the yellow tape
Don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot, don't
Stand behind the yellow tape
Wonder if God got a sense of humor
I hope you know that he see all that shit you doing
Know I'm a sinner but I hope that he still listen to me
Temptation and fornication, he know I love the pussy
Misdirection with no connection, ain't no substance
She just wanna fuck, whatever happened to us love making?
You don't wanna be in the club when you an old lady
And I know I'm too fucked up to love my own lady
Ain't gon' lie, every nigga cheat, frontin' like they're poppin' bottles
All these niggas cheap, me? I'm standing on my wallet
It don't mean I ain't lonely
In the Hills, all the way up, Uber X sittin' at the bottom
You know I ain't gotta flex, nigga, know I got it
Chain cost a quarter mil', for me? That's a couple dollars
Sayin', "Fuck it", takin' porn stars to Benihanas
What's the point of rockin', rollin' without the gun powder?
Had a meeting with the devil last week
Couldn't believe what he said to me, huh
"Here take this contract, signature please
You can have it all but you know your soul, I'ma keep"
Bad luck, bad luck, yeah, you know it come in threes
Battling my demons, I'm the only one who sees, ha
I've got the fire blazing, burning all the weed
I bet the hell ain't hotter than this fucking Hennessy, yeah
Two feet off the ground, whoa, whoa, like why am I living here?
Up and down, up and down, whoa, whoa, I think I might drown from my tears
I cry 'cause my fate is sold, too many tears, I'm thinking 'bout ending here
Wanna forget, Russian roulette with the pistol
Bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take
Wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, stand behind the yellow tape
Ayy, bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take
Wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, wahyo, stand behind the yellow tape, hey
Go bang, bang, bang, yeah, that's all it take
Don't shoot, don't shoot, stand behind the yellow tape
Don't shoot, don't shoot, don't shoot, don't
Stand behind the yellow tape
" C.A.B. (Catch A Body) "
Yeah, huh
She know the demon comin' to party, right?
Haha
Yeah
Oh
Mami, you sad, she wanna sit
But she on the pole
She understand, she gotta give
If she wanna glow
Crashin' the whip, whiter than snow
Fresh out the boat
She tryna fly, now we on a trip
Somewhere in Dubai (Ayy)
She lovin' the life (Ayy)
Still high in the buildin', look down at the sky (Ayy)
Girl, that pussy crazy, you know my mind ain't right
I know that she ready, she'll find out tonight
I got a feelin' we finna be close
I got a feelin' you already know
Baby, let me take control
You ain't gon' be solo no more
Know you see me
Iced out for the party (The party)
Chef's got me feelin' saucy tonight
If I fucked your girl, I'm not sorry, no (Sorry)
I ain't cuffin' anybody
Tonight I'm on go, go (Party)
'Cause I can fuck with anybody
Tonight I'm on go, go (Sorry)
I'm just tryna catch a body tonight (Yeah, look)
I got it on me when I link her (I got it on me when I link her)
Huh, she like that (She like that)
She want me to fuck her, I might pass
But I still fell in love with her nice ass (Oh)
I see a opp, he see the gun in a light flash (Grr)
Baow (Baow)
They know I'm in love but I'm still a demon
You better not get me in my bag (Yeah)
And we don't kiss when we in front of the bros
I leave the party and come to the shows
You've been through the worst, she ain't even fold
Say you miss, how they ain't even blow (Baow, baow, baow)
Uh-huh, yeah
I'm one of a kind, ain't too many more, uh (Ain't too many more)
That shit I've been through made me grown, uh (Grown, uh)
I got a feeling we finna be close
I got a feeling you already know
Baby, let me take control
You ain't gon' be solo no more (No more)
Know you see me (Yeah)
Iced out for the party (The party, ah-ha, yeah)
Chef's got me feelin' saucy tonight (Yeah)
If I fucked your girl, I'm not sorry, no (Sorry, no-no, I'm not, haha, ha, haha)
I ain't cuffin' anybody (Fuck, baow)
Tonight I'm on go (Go), go (Go, party, baow, baow)
'Cause I can fuck with anybody
Tonight I'm on go (Go), go (Go, sorry, baow)
I'm just tryna catch a body tonight (Yeah, I'm on)
(Come here)
Grip on her ass, kiss on her lips, I'm grabbin' her throat
She doin' to me a couple things I didn't know
She got a dragon tatt' on her back down to her legs
Hit it, spread them wings, spittin', spittin' flames
Nice, I talk to her nice, I'm gon' hit her twice
She gon' take my mic', speak up, hi
Make her sing my line, feet up in the sky
Let's do it
I got a feeling we finna be close
I got a feeling you already know (You know)
Baby, let me take control (Yeah)
You ain't gon' be solo no more (No more)
I know you see me (Yeah)
Iced out for the party (The party, party)
Chef's got me feelin' saucy tonight
If I fucked your girl, I'm not sorry, no (Sorry)
I ain't cuffin' anybody
Ooh, tonight I'm on go, go (Party)
'Cause I can fuck with anobody (I can, I can)
Tonight I'm on go (Go), go (Go, sorry, baow, baow)
I'm just tryna catch a body tonight
Girl, you can't wear no clothes
Look at you drivin' the boat
Out at sea
Droppin' it off like, "Woah"
'Til you can take anymore (Tonight I'm on)
Dick make you weak, curl your toes
Bet you, you comin' the most
Bet she gon' leave in the mornin'
I see a freak and I want it
I like that, all bad
Innocent, you'll never be
Whip it, this that recipe
Geeked off them amphetamines
We on, babe, on, babe
Coochie is my therapy
Gucci on my letterman
Two seats, I got head in it
This my weekend regimen (Come here, yeah)
Iced out (Woo) for the party (The party)
Chef's got (Oh) me feelin' saucy tonight
If I fucked your girl (Oh), I'm not sorry, no (Sorry, baow)
I ain't cuffin' anybody (Yeah)
Tonight I'm on go, go (Yeah, party)
'Cause I can fuck with anobody (Ha)
Tonight I'm on go (No), go (Grrrah, sorry)
I'm just tryna (Baow) catch a body (Baow) tonight