T-Pain Feat. Lil Wayne - Bang Bang Pow Pow

[T-Pain - Hook]

My money right, my money money very good (good, good)

Shawty f-ckin’, wassup girl? that head good!

Bang bang pow pow

I do my thang thang

Look at me now now

My money right, my money money cash up

Up up and away, face down, a– up

I rep my town town, that’s where I’m from

So ni–a pow pow, bom bom

[T-Pain]

Money to blow, I’m living off tour

Boatload of cash, bitch I’m overboard

I got money for these whores if you open up the door

The accounts and they all wanna?

Real talk, I don’t speak, even if it’s “hi hater”

I’m on top and nothing like the elevator

All these bitches say Im fly and I can never touch the ground

I’m not tryna be in your circle cause I don’t f-ck around

I get that money, that money (money)

I live it, I want it, Drop the top on that Ferrari

Now I’m in California

I let the hard top down and the wind blow through

All I do is win, what the f-ck you gon do

Good, good, good

I do this for my hood, hood, hood

Yeah, and aint nobody gonna stop me I doing it right now

So bang bang pow pow and everybody say

[T-Pain - Hook]

My money right, my money money very good (good, good)

Shawty f-ckin’, wassup girl? that head good!

Bang bang pow pow

I do my thang thang

Look at me now now

My money right, my money money cash up

Up up and away, face down, a– up

I rep my town town, that’s where I’m from

So ni–a pow pow, bom bom

[Lil Wayne - Rap]

I go so hard they call me go so hard

You aint a king, you a joker card

F-ckin’ up the Church money like an alter boy

I got them yellow ?,

I go bonkers boy, I put that on my mom and ‘em

The hoes are all alike, they put the hoe in

I think all these ni–as sound like me, That’s a compliment

I told a midget bitch, I do it big hippopotamus

Put that on my Slime and ‘em

No B-ball; we stop and pop

No b-boy we got sh-t locked

Swagger ill, wassup doc

Make that p-ssy pop like the gun I went to jail for

Shoot the doors off that jeep, that bitch look like a mail trunk

Ya p-ssy keep ya tail tucked, real ni–as in this bitch

Get that p-ssy wet, f-ck her than I jet: Kenny Smith

T-pain voice, all I do is win and sh-t

Young money in here ya muthaf–kin’ face

[T-Pain - Hook]

My money right, my money money very good (good, good)

Shawty f-ckin’, wassup girl? that head good!

Bang bang pow pow

I do my thang thang

Look at me now now

My money right, my money money cash up

Up up and away, face down, a– up

I rep my town town, that’s where I’m from

So ni–a pow pow, bom bom

T-Pain ft. Joey Galaxy - Booty Wurk (One Cheek At A Time)

Jump out your car in the middle of the street

Open up your truck let the base beat

Go ahead, go ahead,

You gotta walk up in the club bare footed

I like that booty you know where to put it

Go ahead, go ahead.

Now mama you look so professional, i'm followin you, sweatin you

I can’t believe i’m doing what i’m doing

What is wrong with my head go ahead

'cause baby i like how you’re working it

And watching you you’re twurking it

I’m trying get you out of this club and get you off in my bed,

Ohh, go ahead, yeah.

[Chorus]

Now let me see the booty work, booty work,

Booty work, boo booty work,

Booty work, booty work, boo boo boo booty work,

Go ahead, go ahead,

Now let me see the booty work, booty work,

Booty work, boo booty work.

Left chick, right chick, left chick, right chick.

Black car, black rims, black shirt, black tens,

There go, there go, baby girl keep on what you’re doing

There go, there go, come on girl keep on doing what you’re doing

Holy moly, look at her, she got the boots with the fur

There go, there go, come on girl keep on doing what you’re doing

There go, there go, come on girl keep on doing what you’re doing

And mama i can see that thong on you, the dj play that song for you

I’m tryin to drive my stick shift, all over the place

Say word, if you keep playin with my business we gon get it, get it, get it

Girl i represent the nappy boy clique and so i know that you heard,

Say word!

[Chorus]

Now let me see the booty work, booty work,

Booty work, boo booty work,

Booty work, booty work, boo boo boo booty work,

Go ahead, go ahead,

Now let me see the booty work, booty work,

Booty work, boo booty work.

Left chick, right chick, left chick, right chick.

Girl it must be a crime to be as fine as you aha

You know exactly what i’m tryin to do

You see me, i’m tryin to keep it jumpin’

Girl i got a chevy with hydrolics that you remind me of

Up and down, up and down, girl you know what’s happen

What’s happen? Round of applause, keep that booty clappin.

Them other girls lacking what you packing

And you got them embarrassed by what you got from your parents

Im tryna see them shorts, see them shorts spread apart

I aint coming up short, up short, kevin hart, kevin hart

Now take off, come on baby keep on doing what you're doing,

Take off, come on baby keep on doing what you're doing,

Move your feet, cover up, put your hands up

If you’re the badest in the club.

Take off, come on baby keep on doing what you’re doing,

Girl i’m tryin get you next to me

But first you gotta let me see that booty work

Booty work, boo booty work,

Booty work, booty work, boo boo boo booty work,

Go ahead, go ahead,

Now let me see the booty work, booty work,

Booty work, boo booty work.

Left chick, right chick, left chick, right chick.

...boom, boom, boom

Ne-Yo – The Way You Move :: Lyrics, Mp3, Ringtones

• Artist : Ne-Yo
• Song : The Way You Move
• Album : Tough Love mixtape

New hot track by American pop and R&B singer-songwriter, Ne-Yo called "The Way You Move" surfaced recently. This good slow jam features vocals from T-Pain and Trey Songz and is set to appear on DJ Wonda’s mixtape ‘Tough Love,’ which is due to the hit the Internet in a couple of weeks. Stay tuned.

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Ne-Yo The Way You Move Lyrics :-

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She working honest but she say it's only temporary
It's been 3 years and she's still here and now it's gettin' scary
Says she don't wanna dance forever, I look at her with my face like
Why? Why?
She's super sexy everybody wanna know bout her
And when that everybody want to know the thing about her
Because the way she get it in,
All of the men, even the women all try, all try

Shawty's so incredible
Body language she's a poet
She's so bad and what's so sad
Is she doesn't even know it
Little mama I understand
musicjuzz.blogspot.com
The way you do the things you do nobody else can
And you can probably get whatever from whatever, man
Cause shawty do what's in your soul
Still it'd be a shame to see you go
Cause the way you move, uh, uh
Girl the way you move
Girl you got them like uuh,
Girl the way you move
Girl you saw the truth
Can't take my eyes away from you
Girl the thangs you do
Girl you keep them like uuh
Baby I love the way you move

Girl if this club was the sky,
You're the brightest star
You ain't playing fair sliding on that pole like
What? Drop a couple stacks on you that's none
Hundred after hundred girl a nigga ain't fronting
Waitin' in the club then I ain't come
Say she's tired of all that bullshit
Gonna quit the game, change your life and ease your pain
Hold up, work so hard it's time to play
Baby girl take it off the tray

Shawty's so incredible
(Oh, if you wanna leave girl)
Body language she's a poet
(Oh, you should come with me girl)
She's so bad and what's so sad
(You're the baddest thing I been hit, don't you know)
Is she doesn't even know it
Little mama I understand
The way you do the things you do nobody else can
And I know that you can get whatever from whatever, man
Baby do what's in your soul
But it'd be a shame to see you go
Cause the way you move, uh girl
Oh girl, the way you move (Uhu, the way you do)
It's the way you move
Girl you saw the truth (The truth baby)
Can't take my eyes away from you
And the thangs you do
Girl you got them like uuh
Baby I love the way you move

I never felt like this before
Which is why I brought some friends along to help me express it
A little better
Got one more friend who I wanna talk to
A little more experienced in this department
Pain, talk to her

I never seen nobody work it quite just like you baby
I gotta tell you I'm starting to like it baby
And it's crazy cause you don't wanna be here
I see it in your eyes, eyes
Start listening to them girls in that locker room
Just keep doing your thang, don't let it stop you boo
And if you heard some things about me
Girls they're all lies, lies

She looks so incredible
Body language she's a poet
She's so bad and what's so sad
Is she doesn't even know it

The more I drink, the more you look like wife material
If you are ready to ride with me girl here we go
You hit the stage and then you make the music stop
Then your booty go left cheek, right cheek
Girl, I love the way you move
Got me like uuh
Girl I love the way you move, whoa
Girl I love the way you move
Girl you saw the truth
Can't take my eyes away from you
It's the thangs you do
Girl you keep them like uuh
Baby I love the way you move
Baby don't go, don't
Baby don't go, don't
Baby don't go, don't.

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T-Pain - Best Love Song (feat. Chris Brown) Song Lyrics

T-Pain - Best Love Song (feat. Chris Brown) Lyrics

Turn off the past, turn off the trouble
I’m about to take you to a whole other level!
Dj turn off what you’re playing
I want the whole club to hear what i’m saying!
Because this girl means too much to me
And now we’re on the floor and she talks to me
And if I wanna take her home
It’s gonna be better than what they do on the radio!

[Chorus]

It’s gotta be the broadest
It’s gotta be the loudest
It’s gotta be the best song she ever heard
I gotta tell her how I feel
I gotta let her hear, the best love song she ever heard in her life
No need for me to write, I just gotta picture her smiling
And if you feel that way, go ahead and kiss your baby
Now we’ve got the whole stadium in love like that

Get up, red lights, give me a mic
I’m about to sing and do it just as she likes
She moves the stage, drops every night awake, Cowabunga!
You know it’s like, just do the way
Girl just move your body like a snake
And if you wanna get with me
Put your hands in the air this minute, girl

[Chorus]

It’s gotta be the broadest
It’s gotta be the loudest
It’s gotta be the best song she ever heard
I gotta tell her how I feel
I gotta let her hear, the best love song she ever heard in her life
No need for me to write, I just gotta picture her smiling
And if you feel that way, go ahead and kiss your baby
Now we’ve got the whole stadium in love like that
[T-Pain - Best Love Song (feat. Chris Brown)

Homie kiss your girl
Shorty kiss your man
We can see you on the kids in can
Please show me some love
Show me some love
Now look her in the eye, see baby I love you
I never put no one above you
And if you feel that way
Go ahead and kiss your baby
And now we’ve got the whole stadium in love like that
And if you feel that way
Go ahead and kiss your baby
And now we’ve got the whole stadium in love like that
Eh, eh, eh, eh
Oh, oh, oh

T-Pain - 5 O'Clock :: Lyrics, Mp3, Ringtones

• Artist : T-Pain
• Song : 5 O'Clock
• Album : RevolveR

Check out this brand new track titled "5 O'Clock" a joint effort by the auto-tune king, T-Pain, superstar rapper Wiz Khalifa and English recording artist, Lily Allen. The song is expected to be featured on his forthcoming forth studio album 'RevolveR' coming out soon. The song samples Lily Allen‘s hit single "Who’d have known" from the British singer's sophomore album release 'It’s Not Me, It’s You'.

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T-Pain 5 O'Clock Lyrics :-

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[Lily Allen]
It’s 5 o’ clock in the morning
Conversation got boring
You said you’d go into bed soon
So I snuck off to your bedroom
And I thought I’d just wait there
Until I heard you come up the stairs
And I pretended I was sleeping and I was hoping…

[T Pain]
It’s 5 o’clock in the morning, and I want ya
And you want me, don’t ya?
I can see it
Cause you’ve been waiting on me since
I said that I was hittin’ the club
Something coming up on me
And I know you be getting so horny
Cause you be sending me texts
Like boy just get your ass up in that car
And come get all of this love

(It’s 5 o’clock in the morning)
You ain’t got to remind me
She already said if I don’t come home on time
She might go crazy
And she’ll be waiting on me naked
With one of my chains on
She might come and find me
And then ask me kindly
Do I want her to go crazy?
We do this every night
And then we always wake up singing the same song

[Hook - Lily Allen]
It’s 5 o’ clock in the morning
Conversation got boring
You said you’d go into bed soon
So I snuck off to your bedroom
And I thought I’d just wait there
Until I heard you come up the stairs
And I pretended I was sleeping
And I was hoping you were creeping

[Hook 2 - T-Pain]
It’s 5 o’ clock in the morning
Conversation got boring
You said you’d go into bed soon
So I snuck up to your bedroom
And I thought I’d just wait there
Until I heard you come up the stairs
And I pretended I was sleeping
And I was hoping you would creep in

[T-Pain]
It’s 5 o’clock in the morning
And you calling
And these females got me stalling
I can hear your voice in my head like
“What is he doing?” oh what is he doing?
Cause I keep checking my cell phone
And these missed calls
You texting me like I’mma kill y’all
If you don’t get your ass up out of that club
And you do know what time it is

(It’s 5 o’clock in the morning)
On my bed, girl
And this Nuvo got me trippin
And I know that you mad, girl
But you ain’t got to worry about nothing
Girl I got you, girl I got you
She might come and find me, and then ask me kindly
Do I want her to go crazy
We do this every night and then
We always wake up singing the same song

[Hook - Lily Allen]
It’s 5 o’ clock in the morning
Conversation got boring
You said you’d go into bed soon
So I snuck off to your bedroom
And I thought I’d just wait there
Until I heard you come up the stairs
And I pretended I was sleeping
And I was hoping you were creeping

[Hook 2 - T-Pain]

[Wiz Khalifa]
You ain’t got nothing on
But the t-shirt that I left over your house
The last time I came and put it on ya
Too many thirsty girls up in this club for me to
Leave here with one of them
That’s musicjuzz.blogspot.com why I call her
And you’ll be right at home waiting for me
Iphone plugged in the wall, just waiting for me
Club closed at 6, left around 4:30
Yeah so by the time I’m at your crib..
(It’s 5′o Clock in the morning)
And you yawning, but I’ve been drinking all night and I feel like performing
With you in the bedroom
Flooring to the dresser
Dont want nothing less cause I’m sure you’re the best
You’re the one, So I let you
Thats how you show me love
And when we finish you like “damn, babe you woke me up”
I like you way you put it down likes its for both of us
The sun aint the only thing thats coming up

[Hook]
It’s 5 o’ clock in the morning
Conversation got boring
You said you’d go into bed soon
So I snuck off to your bedroom
And I thought I’d just wait there
Until I heard you come up the stairs
And I pretended I was sleeping
And I was hoping you were creeping

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T-Pain - Like A G6 Lyrics Video Free Mp3 Download

* Artist : T-Pain
* Song : Like A G6
* Album : N/A



T-Pain made this song so much better? Or the original song is better? Check out this T-mix track titled "Like A G6 (T-Mix)" by American hip hop and R&B singer-songwriter, and producer, T-Pain. Still fresh out of the oven. This song is is originally a hit single by electro hop quartet Far East Movement from their 2010 album Free Wired. It hit number one on the U.S. Billboard Hot 100 for the week ending October 30, 2010.



T-Pain Like A G6 Lyrics

Poppin bottles into ice like a blizzard
When we drink we do it right gettin' slizzard
Sippin' sizzurp in my ride like Three 6
Now my bitches are into the T-Mix yeah
Like a G6 like a G6
Now i'm feeling so fly like a G6
Like a G6 like a G6
Now i'm feeling so fly like a G6

I'm high as a bird
If you say you saw me and I wasn't fly that's absurd
A thousand on the jeans and a solid 5 on the shirt
You see me you need me in the game
I already know they gon' hate but that's when I drop that 808
Come on I ain't playing with them
I make hits i'm gone I ain't staying with them
A G6 i'm on when I land in it
They get ? that don't understand a nigga
So sorry come give me a high five
Something to keep my eyes wide
No it ain't no stopping we get pop pop...

Poppin bottles into ice like a blizzard
When we drink we do it right gettin' slizzard
Sippin' sizzurp in my ride like Three 6
Now i'm feeling so fly like a G6
Like a G6 like a G6
Now i'm feeling so fly like a G6
Like a G6 like a G6
Now i'm feeling so fly like a G6

Sippin on, sippin on sizz, Ima ma-make it fizz
Girl i keep it gangsta, poppin bottles at the crib
This is how we live, every single night
Take that bottle to the head, and let me see you fly

(808) Hell Yeaa
Drink it up, drink-drink it up,
When sober girls around me, they be actin like they drunk
They be actin like they drunk, actin-actin like they drunk
When sober girls around me they be actin like they drunk

Poppin bottles in the ice like a blizzard
When we drink we do it right gettin' slizzard
Sippin' sizzurp in my ride like Three 6
Now I’m feeling so fly like a G6
Like a G6 like a G6
Now I’m feeling so fly like a G6
Like a G6 like a G6
Now I’m feeling so fly like a G6

Its that 808 bump, make you put yo hands up
Make you put yo hands up, put yo, put yo hands up
(You can’t Touch this)
Its that 808 bump, make you put yo hands up
Make you put yo hands up, put yo, put yo hands up
(You can’t Touch this)
Hell Yeaaa, Make you put yo hands up, make you put yo put yo hands up

Hell Yeaaa, Make you put yo hands up, make you put yo put yo hands up

Poppin bottles in the ice like a blizzard
When we drink we do it right gettin' slizzard
Sippin' sizzurp in my ride like Three 6
Now I’m feeling so fly like a G6
Like a G6 like a G6
Now I’m feeling so fly like a G6
Like a G6 like a G6
Now I’m feeling so fly like a G6

T-Pain ft. Rick Ross - Rap Song :: Lyrics, Video, Mp3, Download

Artist : T-Pain ft. Rick Ross
Song Lyrics : Rap Song

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T-Pain feat. Rick Ross Rap Song Lyrics :-

[T-Pain]
Nappy Boy, ooooh wee
Ooooh wee
Everybody say yeaaaah
Oh oh oh...
Hey eh eh eh eh

[Verse 1]
We been messin' round for a long (long time)
A while now (while now, uh)
And you already know what's on my mind (mind)
It's goin' down now (it's goin' down now?)
And I don't need no background music, girl
I turn it loud now
I got the gangsta feelin'
And I'ma do somethin' to you
To you, to you
Oh
We can take it over The Bay
Where my Mistah F.A.B. at? (F.A.B. at, uh)
Or just put on that N.W.A.
Comin' Straight Outta Compton on that pussy, baby
And we can all night long (haha)
I'm bout to have yo' head gone
And I ain't doin' nothin' wrong
But we can make love to a rap song

[Hook]

Me and you, yo' mama and yo' cousin
Baby we can make love to a rap song
A milli, a milli, a milli, a-muthafucka I'm ill
Baby we can make love to a rap song
Go shawty (uh) it's ya birthday (uh)
We gon' party like it's ya birthday
Where that new Jeezy CD?
Put on that Yo Gotti
I'm diggin' in ya coochie while we listenin' to Gucci on a rap song

[Verse 2]

And you been on my mind all day (all day)
I know you wit it (know you wit it baby, uh)
And I'ma do you like Kanye (yeah) cuz I'ma let you finish (let you finish!)
You can get it (you can get it)
Or we can do it east coast style and I'll keep on my fitted
I said I got the gangsta feelin'
I feel like breakin' you off
You off, you off
Off
We can take it way down south
Rick Ross on the iPad (cuz you the boss' girl)
Super-thick thighs and ya booty like Bombs Over Baghdad (BOOM!)
Wait, hold up
She got a donk (YUP!) she got a donk (YUP!), she got a donk
I'm bout to have yo' head gone

And I ain't doin' nothin' wrong
But we can make love to a rap song

[Hook]

Me and you, yo' mama and yo' cousin
Baby we can make love to a rap song
A milli, a milli, a milli, a-muthafucka I'm ill
Baby we can make love to a rap song
Go shawty (uh) it's ya birthday (uh)
We gon' party like it's ya birthday
Where that new Jeezy CD?
Put on that Yo Gotti
I'm diggin' in ya coochie while we listenin' to Gucci on a rap song

[Rick Ross]

My jeans sag, boy gotta mean swag
Right now you rockin' wit the finest and I mean that (uh)
Really, you the finest and I mean that (uh)
Pants fitted, dammit where ya jeans at?
Makin' love to a rap song
Port of Miami, Trilla, Deeper Than Rap, uuuhhhh
Like Akon, we could stack it all up (yeah)
Or do you like a Juvie, make ya back it all up (uh)
(Hot) that's all shawty ever was
Balenciaga bags cost a couple bucks
(Hot) is all shawty ever been
Blow a couple racks in Barney's on that Phillip Lim
Ballin', it's ya birthday
You know that champagne'll get ya boy to first base
Haters do they thing, but we do it bigger
Number one niggas
Rozay and that boy Teddy Pender

[Hook]

Me and you, yo' mama and yo' cousin
Baby we can make love to a rap song
A milli, a milli, a milli, a-muthafucka I'm ill
Baby we can make love to a rap song
Go shawty (uh) it's ya birthday (uh)
We gon' party like it's ya birthday
Where that new Jeezy CD?
Put on that Yo Gotti
I'm diggin' in ya coochie while we listenin' to Gucci on a rap song
Me and you, yo' mama and yo' cousin
Baby we can make love to a rap song
A milli, a milli, a milli, a-muthafucka I'm ill
Baby we can make love to a rap song
Go shawty (uh) it's ya birthday (uh)
We gon' party like it's ya birthday
Where that new Jeezy CD?
Put on that Yo Gotti
I'm diggin' in ya coochie while we listenin' to Gucci on a rap song

Bun B - Trillionaire Lyrics Video Mp3 Download ft. T-Pain

Bun B ft. T-Pain - Trillionaire Lyrics Music Video

[Intro - T-Pain]
I know they hatin’ on me, ’cause I’m the man
I’m too trill homie, I don’t give a damn
I’m a self made trillionaire
I’m a self made trillionaire

From the underground to the top
I came from the bottom
Trill niggas don’t stop
Let ‘em goin’ harder
Self made trillionaire
I’m a self made trillionaire

[Verse 1 - Bun B]
Ok, let’s get this sh-t crackilatin’ (‘latin)
No more procrastinatin’
They they told me Bun don’t hesitate
Don’t keep these buses waitin’ (waitin’)
I’m puttin’ egos and chicken
I’m so e-musculatin’ (‘latin)
People stop this dance
Say damn this n-ggas fascinatin’
We blow and draw up in the air
You smell it that’s the fragrance
I got the focus got the heart
And I got the patience
You hatin’ just get off my d-ck
Look like you want some gay sh-t
I’m tryina’ take this to the mountain top
Affiliation
But it’s a rocky road
And I’m still movin’ up and make no movin’ us
So keep that pushy get your movey brow (bri)
You might be new to me
But you know why ‘ain’t new to you
Go ask the white boy
They say he stole the letubula
F-ckin’ bad b-tches grab my d-ck against their eubula
Everytime I hit the streets
It’s like a f-ckin movie bra
You know what I do to ya
Say glad you gave the studio
They gon’ leave you chopped up
Like they was DJ screwin’ ya

[Chorus - T-Pain]
Yeah, I know they hatin’ on me, ’cause I’m the man
I’m too trill homie, I don’t give a damn
I’m a self made trillionaire
I’m a self made trillionaire

From the underground to the top
I came from the bottom
Trill niggas don’t stop
Let ‘em goin’ harder
I’m a self made trillionaire
I’m a self made trillionaire

Bun B ft. T-Pain - Trillionaire Music Video Free Lyrics Mp3 Download

Hot Artist : Bun B
Song : Trillionaire
Album : Trill OG