Beat It (feat. Chris Brown & Wiz Khalifa) - Sean Kingston

All my ladies put ya hands up All my ladies put ya hands up If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Ladies put ya hands up if you that bomb-bomb Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb Oh me, oh my, body like a monster Let me get inside if ya booty I'ma conquer If ya question bout my size, I give you the answer Girl you got that good good I already know Tell it by your size I know you a dancer Rein-derierre, I'ma call you Prancer Booty paparaz, pose for the camera All my ladies if you got it let me know She thick in her hips, Cold than a motha Licking her lips, a bad mothasucker Apple looking so right, she make me want a piece I give it to her all night, so she don't wanna leave If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Ladies put ya hands up if you got bomb-bomb Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb Something like a pimp, nothin' like them other fellas Heard that you the shit, girl we should blow up together Ooh I know you got that bomb shit, call it 9/11 I'm just tryna beat it up, he could it acapella We should go back to my crib, thats what I'ma tell her Bring one or two of them, cause your friends looking kinda jealous Rolling papers like propellors blowing mozarella Lotta n-ggas in the club, who cares I'm the realest Tell the waiters we gon need more cases And when you think the money's gone we spending more faces She with homeboy, but she want this 6 cars, 8 chains, 3 cribs, 1 Wiz She thick in her hips, Cold than a mother Licking her lips, a bad mothersucker Apple looking so right, she make me want a piece I give it to her all night, so she don't wanna leave If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Ladies put ya hands up if you got bomb-bomb Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb Hold up kimosabe, my crib look like a lobby I'm in that black Bugatti And I'm off that Carlo Rossi I with that Taylor Posse These ladies wanna party And theres so much ice up on my neck it look like I play hockey So hold up n-gga, stop me All these haters watch me I give her the pill and the D, you can call me cocky Any stage or any beat you know I'ma body And Wiz roll that good shit up and he riding shotty She thick in her hips, Cold than a mother Licking her lips, a bad mothersucker Apple looking so right, she make me want a piece I give it to her all night, so she don't wanna leave If you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Know you got that bomb-bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb Ladies put ya hands up if you got bomb-bomb Girl you got that bomb-ba-bomb-ba-bomb-bomb-bomb

Money long, the night is young (another one) The world is ours - DJ Khaled I know a lot of niggas in here prolly hate me right now But I'll drink to that, I'll drink to that That ain't gon' change a thing (nooo) Still gon' do my thing I'm still yeah yeah Still gon' go and get mine Still gon' keep on winnin Still gon' keep it one hunnid every time (I'm still) I'm still eating when them niggas throw shots (I'm still) I'm still still gon' end up on top I'm still (Pussy ass niggas stop hating) Ralph, Uh Niggas be women like hoes be women Look at me close, there is no sympathy Those with envy be throwing subliminal quotes I'd rather them warring with me If only I hate them (word), like Tony Montana, except, no Manolo She love me for another cuelo (word) These dudes is snakes these women is vultures Who am I to trust, who gon' ride for me Who gon' light somebody's body up when I be like "Yup", they squeeze Comfortably (ohh), and that new custom piece My Tisci t-shirt a couple of G's I talked to a bunch of G's just like a frozen tundra speech And the Lambo feel what a real nigga doin 110 skrr in it, yeah And the world so ill when the boy get funny over money or a girl on ya, uh Let it marinate, uh, what, let me correlate, uh, let them niggas hate But never ever let a women tell a nigga "Wait"' uh, swag I know a lot of niggas in here prolly hate me right now But I'll drink to that, I'll drink to that That ain't gon' change a thing (nooo) Still gon' do my thing I'm still yeah yeah Still gon' go and get mine Still gon' keep on winnin Still gon' keep it one hunnid every time (I'm still) I'm still eating when them niggas throw shots (I'm still) I'm still still gon' end up on top I'm still (Pussy ass niggas stop hating) Most of these niggas ain't raw most of these ain't poppin' (ain't poppin') Most of these niggas ain't balling most of these niggas they starving Talking cars and, what the fuck They don't even got em So high don't see no problems Bitch I'm on them trees like Tarzan Aw man (aw man), I want all my cheese like Robin Shrimp or calamari I'm a young nigga with options Mm, and you close but you ain't close enough In the VIP call me the poster child from posting up Top floor suite we going up; D.A.F. I'm dope as fuck Woo, hundred bottles comin' that mean a hundred bottles gettin' opened up Rolex face all frozen expect ya'll to hate you ain't supposed to love it She backing up, like a Tonka truck (Like a Tonka truck) (Like a Tonka truck) I know a lot of niggas in here prolly hate me right now But I'll drink to that, I'll drink to that That ain't gon' change a thing (nooo) Still gon' do my thing I'm still yeah yeah Still gon' go and get mine Still gon' keep on winnin Still gon' keep it one hunnid every time (I'm still) I'm still eating when them niggas throw shots (I'm still) I'm still still gon' end up on top I'm still (Pussy ass niggas stop hating) Fuck boy, I kept it real, came up Wake up, feeling blessed, pockets full, no stress At the shop, we the best Cutting checks, eating good Loving life, projects all night (I'm still) I'm still gon' shine bright in that limelight Ok now it's no more Mr. nice guy If you niggas couldn't see me in the day time Girl you got a better chance getting a day job Your career wouldn't blow away the napalm (boom) Silly motherfucka, who knows how to win the game on the buzzer I'm the type to make a whole lot of money Buy a whole new crib cus I'm bored as a mother And it's still fuck hater Still gon' ball like Kobe from the Lakers Still we the best, and it's still hood nation And I'm still gonna smoke even if I'm on papers I know a lot of niggas in here prolly hate me right now But I'll drink to that, I'll drink to that That ain't gon' change a thing (nooo) Still gon' do my thing I'm still yeah yeah Still gon' go and get mine Still gon' keep on winnin Still gon' keep it one hunnid every time (I'm still) I'm still eating when them niggas throw shots (I'm still) I'm still still gon' end up on top I'm still (Pussy ass niggas stop hating)

This is how we do it Tens, twenties, fifties, hunnids I'm a dope dealer, baby, I be countin' money (countin' racks up) Ain't like you other, all my really thuggin' Can't bring it in the club, so I was never into clubbin' (ayy) What you mean she ain't got it? (She ain't got it) We ain't fuckin' 'less she got it, I need money outta pocket (outta pockets) You ain't ballin', stop it If I got it I'ma pop it, I'm in Neiman's with my rocket (fire, fire) 30 hangin' off my Off-White denim Politickin' and they feelin' like some children Wave, baby, real in the building I'm tryna break your back, I ain't really with the building (this is how we do it) Stealin', robbin', we want all the problems Count a couple thousand then I stuff 'em in my Robins (countin' racks up) Made, I get money in six ways These switched lanes, stayed in mine, here the check came This is how we do it It's Friday night I poured three lines The codeine's here on the west side So, I reach for my liter, then I pour it up Designate a driver, take the keys, not my cup Pop some Xans, now I'm faded Count a hunnid bands up like, "Yeah, we made it" Big body Benz (skrrt, skrrt) You can't see through my tints (tints) I've been creepin' while you sleepin' Finna shoot you and yo' mans I mix molly with my Henn' I get geeked up, count my ends (count 'em off) If a run up on me Pull this 30 out my pants, uh (this is how we do it, okay) Just got a big joint rolled up My own liquor what I pour in my cup I don't got six, I don't show up Seen the diamond chain, they go nuts Brought ten bottles, I don't think it's enough We run out, I got more in a trunk Talk down then, get snuffed Lotta joints gettin' rolled, lotta cones gettin' stuffed I told my jeweler "Freeze my wrist up" Wanna keep her on your team, then she gon' need cuffs Cartier frames and my AP bussin' Realest in the game, no, it ain't no question Hello, you don't dress like me Low-key, wanna be just like me I can pull up in a fresh white tee Guaranteed (guarantee) every in the party want me Pulled up, sittin' low in my seat Smokin' on KK like a G Bad, ridin' with me, she a freak, smokin', drinkin' Going hard all week, let's go (this is how we do it) This is how we do it (ha-ha) It's Friday night (uh) I poured three lines The codeine's here on the west side So, I reach for my liter, then I pour it up Designate a driver, take the keys, not my cup Pop some Xans, now I'm faded Count a hunnid bands up like, "Yeah, we made it"

Kingston, Kingston, Kingston I see them coming from afar I got my eyes open I'm ready for war When I fight mon' they know who we are A Kingston they come from, A Kingston they come through I see them coming from afar The vision thinks that I'm gonna get a scar When I fight mon' they know who we are A Kingston they come from, A Kingston they come through My mom is my hero Two three nine zero The doctor was lookin' at a star From then I've been strictly on a mission I got twenty-twenty vision All the haters I can spot them from far I'm sure Jamacains on slash date Probably representin' and bringing it home After I sing my songs I duck trouble but it keep on lurkin' Things going to well the devil start workin I see them coming from afar I got my eyes open tough luck for ya'll Crush, Crush the wall I'm still a young boy that drive all the grown folks right up the wall I'm aware of the snakes cause they near They plottin' to get me I'm watching my peers Bout time in a million It's close man i swear I feel it in the air and i'm order for them I see them coming from afar I got my eyes open I'm ready for war When I fight mon' they know who we are A Kingston they come from, A Kingston they come through I see them coming from afar The vision thinks that I'm gonna get a scar When I fight mon' they know who we are A Kingston they come from, A Kingston they come through I'm what it is i'm Macdola hype with a game to back Spitting a big ticket number one in the track Ease along, baby say ease the bar My b's the door Bout to take the game by storm The one and only Haters got nothing on me I can feel the vibe I see it in their eyes They praying for my demise They don't want to see me blow yo Rather see me low low Or I be on the floor yo But no yo I'm pull through this game of tug o' war What you fellas fussing for Maybe cause i'm grubbing more None the less, i'm paying my dues Don't hate me A little hard work will get you here too I got next, better yet i got now Everybody got faith and yelling cause my hot style 86 the bullshit they don't want me hostile I'ma reign supreme until the day i drop down I see them coming from afar I got my eyes open I'm ready for war When I fight mon' they know who we are A Kingston they come from, A Kingston they come through I see them coming from afar The vision thinks that I'm gonna get a scar When I fight mon' they know who we are A Kingston they come from, A Kingston they come through Dem a run off dem mouth and dem a run off dem beak And dem a talk pon the block and dem a talk pon the streets But dem don't wan' war with we Cause we bus it and we pop it off Bus it and we pop it off Dem a run off dem mouth and dem a run off dem beak And dem a talk pon the block and dem a talk pon the streets But dem don't wan' war with we Cause we bus it and we pop it off Bus it and we pop it off I see them coming from afar I got my eyes open I'm ready for war When I fight mon' they know who we are A Kingston they come from, A Kingston they come through I see them coming from afar The vision thinks that I'm gonna get a scar When I fight mon' they know who we are A Kingston they come from, A Kingston they come through

Why don't you let it breathe Dancing the round to the sun Comes up in the morning You gotta hold on me (oh yeah) I made a (?) for you To see that I want it So why don't you let it breathe Take a breather Why don't you let it breathe Take a breather Why don't you let it breathe Take a breather Dancing the round to the sun Comes up in the morning So why don't you let it breathe Ola We should take a moment let it breathe (?) Wanna know that you gon love for me Yeah I know this love ain't free Do you wanna closer She got on me She gettin' closer She (?) But before (?) Why don't you let it breathe Dancing the round to the sun Comes up in the morning You gotta hold on me (oh yeah) I made a (?) for you To see that I want it So why don't you let it breathe Take a breather Why don't you let it breathe Take a breather Why don't you let it breathe Take a breather Dancing the round to the sun Comes up in the morning So why don't you let it breathe When I met you (?) You told me it's was (?) Are you (?) (?) never understand ya You lookin' me (?) enemy It's not days everybody need no enemy Its not days (?) niggas funny to be You make it all just a outside Why don't you let it breathe Dancing the round to the sun Comes up in the morning You gotta hold on me (oh yeah) I made a (?) for you To see that I want it So why don't you let it breathe Take a breather Why don't you let it breathe Take a breather Why don't you let it breathe Take a breather Dancing the round to the sun Comes up in the morning So why don't you let it breathe