Ja Rule featuring Lil Wayne - Uh Oh

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Lyrics for Ja Rule featuring Lil Wayne - Uh Oh

Intro:
Murda Inc Nigga,
Young Money just crept in like uh oh,
Empire, Empire,
Lets get em,
Young Money Cash Money Calabo,
Listen Listen

Chrous:
All my niggas my bitches my bitches my niggas,
My gangstas, hoes, pimps, and pushers,
Keep workin wit what we dealin,
Nigga gettin it, got money we takin it,
Got bitches we takin em, Empire just stepped in and they like,
uh oh, uh uh uh oh, uh oh, uh uh uh oh, hit it and go oh oh,
uh oh, uh uh uh oh, cuz they know we gettin it, got money we takin it, got bitches we takin em, Empire just stepped in (f**k niggas).

Verse Ja Rule:
uh oh, uh uh uh oh, here i, go oh oh oh,
its the Rule nigga, u already no oh,
im gettin it, i dont gotta talk cuz im livin it,
money over bitches period, n im dead serious,
these bitches is feminine, nigga so i,
t-t-t-t-t touch em up every time i see em,
are u feelin it, i-i-is comin through the barrell or the fi-i-ith,
out the sunroof of the si-i-ix,
i-i-if u willin to bear wit-ne-es, how i take money, take bi-it-ches,
niggas is facinated with the kid, love my style, ur bitch too would be on a dick if u let her come out, quit hand cuffin these hoes,
my pimp game proper, im a pis-tol popper, f**k around and get shot up, my niggas all riders, my bitches all done up, f**k, i know ya’ll niggas hate to love us, but…

Chrous:
All my niggas my bitches my bitches my niggas,
My gangstas, hoes, pimps, and pushers,
Keep workin wit what we dealin,
Nigga gettin it, got money we takin it,
Got bitches we takin em, Empire just stepped in and they like,
uh oh, uh uh uh oh, uh oh, uh uh uh oh, hit it and go oh oh,
uh oh, uh uh uh oh, cuz they know we gettin it, got money we takin it, got bitces we takin em, Empire just stepped in

Verse Lil Wayne:
Uh Oh You Did It/Nah U Gotta Get It,Weezy F Is In your Building/I Will Step On your Buliding/From the Steps Of My Building/Raise Hell,Hells Rizen/Call Me Young Raekwon Im A Chef In Hell’s Kitchen/flow,Sweet As Devils Food I Eat Angels For Dinner/Call Me What You Want I Dont Give A Finger In the Middle/Ima Hold It Down And Blow Up My Anchor Is The Missle/When i Say We Got The Brrrrrrrr I Aint Tryna Whistle/Long Body Maybach It Make Me Feel So Little/Im Ballin on The Suckers And i Wont Pick up my Dribble/Retarded on These beats Sick,I Spit Hospitals/And She Couldn’t Stand Under My Umbrella If It Drizzled/My Pimp Game Propa,My If Aim Propa/So Run And I Will Hit U Like Jerimiah Trotter/Yessir Call Me Young Carter/My Leather So Soft And I Be Stuntin like My Daughter…YA DIG!!!!

Verse Ja Rule:
Yup yup, i d-d-d-d-dig it, but our jewlerys so fi-i-i-itted,
damn, hot damn, bitches with the Atkins, Carter, and Crocker like we dont make that crack outta real butter, now d-d-did i s-s-stutter the first time, nigga its nah, they like uh oh, uh uh uh oh, this nigga is tr-ou-ble, its the Inc, nigga act like ya kno-ow, whos gettin it, livin this, gangsta shit…

Chorus:
All my niggas my bitches my bitches my niggas,
My gangstas, hoes, pimps, and pushers,
Keep workin wit what we dealin,
Nigga gettin it, got money we takin it,
Got bitches we takin em, Empire just stepped in and they like,
uh oh, uh uh uh oh, uh oh, uh uh uh oh, hit it and go oh oh,
uh oh, uh uh uh oh, cuz they know we gettin it, got money we takin it, got bitces we takin em, Empire just stepped in.

Murda Inc Nigga
Young Money just crept in like uh oh,
Empire, Empire

David Banner featuring Akon, Lil Wayne and Snoop Dogg - Speaker

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Lyrics for David Banner featuring Akon, Lil Wayne and Snoop Dogg - Speaker

Konvict
Snoop Dooogg
Konvict Music… Akon N David Banner
If Niggas Wanna Ride Tonight, Best Beleive We Bout To Ride Tonight Yeah
Young Money, Cash Money

[Chorus: x2]
I Got A 9 Mm
Ready To Go Off Any Minute
So You Feel It
Because Of A Law I Had To Conseal It
If You F**k Around You Gon Make Me Reveal It

[Lil Wayne:]
Tool On Deck
Why Would I Lie
Nigga You A Pussy
Hope You Got 9 Lives
I Could Hit A Nigga Wit The 9.-9 Times
Country Ass Boy
Country Like Leanne Rimes
Mississippi D-Banner
Everybody Got Tools
So You Will Need A Hammer
Im A Pill Poppin Animal
Syrup Sipping Nigga
Im So High You Couldnât Reach Me Wit A F**king Antenna
Your F**king Wit This Man
You Can Be This Man Dinner
The 9 Give Me Brains
But The Ak Add Lever
The Rapper Is Insane
Flowing Like A Mad River
Make Your Ass Quiver
Like You Nekkad At Winter
Hollygrove Honcho
Hard Time Giver
Im A Shark In The Water
You Just Long John Silver
I Got A Girl

You Want To Meet Her
Her Name Is 9 Millimeter

[Chorus x2]

[David Banner:]
If I Got 9 Slugs, 9 Bullets Gon Fly
If I Got A Red Beam, 9 People Gon Die
9 Momma’s Gon Cry, 9 Spirits In The Sky
9 Preachers Preachin, 9 Sermons Tellin 9 Lies
Cause Each And Every One Of Yall 9 Nigga’s Wasn’t Shit
I Would Of Rather Kept The 9 Lugers In The Ruger Clips
The Index Finga Slip I Let The 9 Spit
I Lick Em All Like 18 Tits On 9 Chicks
Im A Suicide Risk, 9 Slits On Each Wrist
If I Died 9 Times, The Next Go Arounds A Bitch
And If I Come Back I Throw 99 Souls
And Shove 9 Inches Of Dick In 99 Hoes Yall

[Chorus x2]

[Snoop Dogg:]
Ima West Coast Original, Black John Wayne
Nigga Here We From We Like To Pop That Thang
Hey You Better Stop That Man,
Fat Mouth The Dawg And Imma Pop, Pop, Bang
Kids Wanna Bust Me, Hoes Wanna Suck Me
Nigga’s Wanna Touch Me , None Of That Trust Me
Im Too Slick To Slide, Never Snitch I Let It Ride
I Set Aside, All My Feelins When Im Killin, Like A Villian
Move Quick Like A Cheetah, Imma Killa
I Aint Here To Lock Up, I Flash The Heata And Then Lock Ya Whole Block Up
Dip Dop Deeta, Banner Turn The Beat Up,
Illa For Realla My Nilla Deal Another Card
You Niggas Always Actin Hard,
I Keep A 9 Mm In My Waist And Got Two More In The Car
Yeah You All Bout To Get So Quit It,
Tryin To Conseal It You F**k Around And Make Me Reveal It So Kill It Skillet

[Chorus: Until End]

Birdman featuring Lil Wayne - You Ain’t Know

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[Chorus 1 - Lil Wayne]
I got a lot of loot and I ain’t lookin’ for a lady
And you can never pay me I’m from Uptown baby
I wake up in the mornin’ take a piss and wash my hands
Take a knee and thank the Man then get back to the money
You ain’t know I gotta go
Where ya goin’? I gotta get back to the money
You ain’t know I gotta go
Where ya goin’? I gotta get back to the money
To the money

[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]
Nigga I ain’t got a money printer
So for this paper chase I’m out runnin’ sprinters
Yes the last two Cash Money members
Shout out to the new Cash Money members
Baby and Slim still point guard and center
So much money on my mind it’s all I remember
And I just bought a gun wit’ a extender
And that bitch hold me up like suspenders
Cut like a blender sharper than a bitch
They got so many pussy niggaz I can make a list
Niggaz wonder why I stress that I am the best
‘Cause even bobble heads tell me yes.. haha
Put it on the hood I’m Hollygrove to death
I’m already good I’m workin’ on my left
A jungle on my wrist a circus on my neck
Don’t forget the Baby no don’t forget the F

[Chorus 2 - Lil Wayne - 2X]
You ain’t know I gotta go
Where ya goin’? I gotta get back to the money
You ain’t know I gotta go
Where ya goin’? I gotta get back to the money
To the money

[Verse 2 - Birdman]
Brush the platinum grab the straps homie make it happen
Comin’ through my neighborhood wit’ 4’s on the Caddy
Limo tints out the pound and Uptown crackin’
Red bandanna duckin’ feds and the money stackin’
Rest in peace to Miss Gladys like e’eryday
We on the grind for the shine and we gon’ get paid
Spent a mill’ on the wheels custom wit’ the navi’
2 of the same whips we doin’ it big livin’ lavish

[Lil Wayne]
This is a Scott Storch and I’m a hot torch
And gettin’ money is my sport
And understand the rap game is my court
So I shall walk and come forth like a Rockport
Or some sort of… matchin’ slippers or yacht shoes
See I don’t cruise control I control the cruise
Yes… I gets throat on a boat
And I vow to never fall like soap on a rope and

[Chorus 1 - Lil Wayne]
I got a lot of loot and I ain’t lookin’ for a lady
And you can never pay me I’m from Uptown baby
I wake up in the mornin’ take a piss and wash my hands
Take a knee and thank the Man then get back to the money
You ain’t know I gotta go
Where ya goin’? I gotta get back to the money
You ain’t know I gotta go
Where ya goin’? I gotta get back to the money
To the money

[Verse 3 - Birdman]
Fresh wit’ the hustle so we bounce back on them suckers
Blowin’ big doin’ gigs got it ran in hundreds
They reppin’ layin’ here we stuntin’
On the grind all the time homie gettin’ money
3rd Ward soldier 13th gangsta
17th hustler known top ranker
Money go getter them clowns can’t figure
Poppin’ at the mouth like this cutter won’t split ‘em
Know how to survive hustlin’ stayin’ fly
My whole hood cried when my lil’ brother died
Know I had to ride never let it slide
It’s just the G in me and I’ma get it til I die daddy

[Chorus 2 - Lil Wayne - 2X]
You ain’t know I gotta go
Where ya goin’? I gotta get back to the money
You ain’t know I gotta go
Where ya goin’? I gotta get back to the money
To the money

[music to fade]

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