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Vegas - Bad Meets Evil

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@Magdalena
1,181
23 Sec

Vegas - song lyrics

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Got a shit-eating grin
Bitch, show me them itty-bitty titties again
We're in Sin City
Since when did we begin to get dignity
No diggity, bitch, you need to run and go get your friggity-friends
I'm lookin' at your bum-stickity-bum, hun
The mickity mack's bickity back, don't act wickity-wack
You can get the fickity-finger; the middle
You little dizzy bitch, sit and spig-a-tee-spin
Got a 6 o'clock cravin', stop, get Ciroc
It's 'bout to be an unbelievable night
I called it surreal, Sir Mix-a-Lot tape in
Hit the spot, spot my next victim
I'm picky like I missed a spot shavin'
Came to sip vodka, shit
Yeah, that little chick is hot but if she got rabies
I wouldn't give the bitch a shot, I'd poke her in the rear
But I bet if I licked her, she'd try to chase me (Ha-ha)
What are you: pit, rott, mixed?
Or you just got fixed, well, shit, then let's lip-lock
If not, then chick, piss off, you snobby little pig snot nose
You think you're hot shit cause you're in heat
Well, bitch, if you're solar, then I'm your polar opposite, dog
Cause I'm colder than popsicle sticks, poppin' shit
Talkin' it, walkin' it, spit boxin'
My sick thoughts are 'bout to lick shots, like this shit's hoppin'
And drip-droppin' in chocolatey whip-toppin'
So whether you're hip-hop, Slipknot, B.I.G., Pac
Kid Rock, Kris Kross, Rick Ross, you'll dig this
If not, then kick rocks in flip flops
And I produced the track
So you don't have to ask who it is when this shit knocks (Turn up!)
So crank the volume 'til it's bangin' and I'm a keep on sayin'
All the shit I should be hung for, and probably killed for sayin'
And I probably will, but not until the day I pop a pill again
Like choppin' 'til I'm droppin'
Still if that don't do the job of killin' Shady, then the karma will
They sayin' I must bring it as Mohammad
Until the Parkinson's done eat away my brain
And made me Robin Williams crazy
Or I end up with dementia, but you rockin' with a sadist
Hate to say this, but if the thought is entertainin'
I ain't stoppin' to explain it
Oh my god, for real man, not again I'm shakin'
But before I tie a rope around this nob
If they don't like it, got a knob that they can slob on until -
Wait, I just forgot what I was thinkin'...
What's it called again? I'm blankin'
The thing above the balls between my legs
And I think that I can feel it dangling, it's throbbing and it's veiny
Wait, I think that I got it, okay, bitch I got you, Robin Williams hangin'
Go hang in the lobby unless you came to slob me
Come on kemosabe
It's past time, like your favorite hobby
Cause if the way that I spit she remains on my dick then she grab me by the nuts
And tried to take my sausage as a hostage
Ain't it obvious? Pretty much a no brainer
Or should I say Cobainer?
That she's plain addicted to my dick like Lorena Bobbit
Gotta wean her off it, weiner off it like she took my fucking penis, chopped it
And stuck it up between her armpits
And she begun to swing a crumpet knife and paint the carpet, at least that's what
Her train of thought is
Cause I came, saw, conquered, hit it, quit it, and made up a plate of bonkers
And I always end up giving these bitches a complex
And I don't mean apartment
So spread your feet apart
And let me see you do some yoga stretches, splits
Now grab this Cuisinart
And make me breakfast, bitch, that's a prerequisite
And that's just to get in this bedroom, bitch
Walked up to that Ke$ha chick (what up?)
Said my name is Booger, wanna catch a flick?
I'll even let you pick, make her fetch a stick
Bet you if you get this old dog these new tricks
To get familiar with I'll learn extra quick
Kick a pregnant bitch, oops, I guess the shit
Took an unexpected twist like the neck of the freaking exorcist
Cha-cha-cha
Bitch, I said that this mask ain't for hockey
Hate Versace, Versace, I got Münchhausen by proxy
I'm making you sick, don't pretend you can't hear me
You deaf, girl, I said you was foxy
I'll tell a bitch like Bizarre
Bitch, shut the fuck up and get in my car
And suck my fucking dick while I take a shit
And I think with my dick so come blow my mind
And it tastes like humble pie
So swallow my pride, you're lucky just to follow my ride
If I let you run alongside the Humvee
Unless you're Nicki, grab you by the wrist, let's ski
So what's it gon' be? Put that shit away Iggy
You gon' blow that rape whistle on me

(Squee!) I love it

'Fore I get lost with gettin' off
Like this is our exit, now lets hit the highway and try not to get lost
'Till we get to Las Vegas
(Party, do it 'till tomorrow)
Vegas
'Till we get to Las Vegas
(Party, do it 'till tomorrow)
Vegas
'Till we get to Las Vegas

(Party, do it 'till tomorrow)
Vegas

'Till we get to Las Vegas
(Party, do it 'till tomorrow)
Vegas

Whatever happens here, stays here
So let's go all the way dear
Til we get to Las Vegas
Whatever happens in my room, it stays in my room like movie night like cable
Treat every women in my stable like flavors
Looking like she kryptonite and I get weak after like 7 days
In 7 nights in the Days Inn, it's Hot Vegas
We roll in circles and packs, we the lifesavers
She got a boyfriend, I got a toy then
I'll bring it with me when I show up to her crib waving
And I ain't tryna meet a nice neighbor
I'm so Jay Electronic, I'm cut like I'm all out of razors
And all I got is a gun left with a bayonet on it
Neck so frozen it look like I walked in a jewelry store
With about a million dollars with your mama
And sat down and did an ALS challenge, haaaan
I stole that adlib from French, Bad & Evil back at it again
About to get my back tatted again
About to get a pic of a backstabber with an axe in his hand
Sitting on a bike in the sand
If you ain't been through nothing
Then that shouldn't mean nothing to you like likes on the Gram
If she current I keep her pussy purring like the pipes on a Lamb
Weed got her so chinky eyed
Look like she been getting high on a flight to Japan
I keep my jewelry on while I'm fucking
Sound like I'm shaking up dice in a can
Listen, though this ain't Christmas I make you my ex miss
If this is my passion
I learn to give those who don't appreciate my presence
The gift of my absence
I don't know who you been listening to
Got me fucked up like Pookie in the chicken coop
Bitch, I don't give a two shits
Bitch, get the fuck out of my face
To make a long story short, I don't really gotta stand there
And listen to you while you throw a silly tantrum
Even though I have an affinity for a witty banter
Starting to feel like foulplay like Billy Laimbeer
Hold up, she misunderstood me
I said Saint, por favor

Thought I said the Wraith had four doors
I knock a nigga face off
Give him the bottom of the nine like a baseball scoreboard (whatever.)
I leave the club with my tab still open

Won't even get a cab for you and your friend
The only fear I have is of loathing
And I won't even kick in 'till we get to Las Vegas
(Party, do it 'till tomorrow)
Vegas
'Till we get to Las Vegas

(Party, do it 'till tomorrow)
Vegas
'Till we get to Las Vegas
(Party, do it 'till tomorrow)
Vegas

'Till we get to Las Vegas
(Party, do it 'till tomorrow)
Vegas
Whatever happens here, stays here
So let's go all the way dear
Til we get to Las Vegas

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Well I'm a live one Always wanna go, wanna ride, can you keep up? Give me one of those, tell me that you gone buy me one? I get you and I get you into so much trouble, hot gun Walking at the top I don't stop I don't give up, no No one's left behind Walking on the edge, I do my best to do you right Right, right, right, right Right, right, right, right If you wanna roll the dice on me, okay If you think you can afford it Come play, come play I'm lady luck let me Kiss that chain One night with me in Vegas If you wanna roll the dice on me okay If you think you can afford it Come play come play I'm lady luck let me kiss that chain One night with me in Vegas If you wanna roll the dice on me okay If you think you can afford it Come play, come play I'm lady luck let me kiss that chain One night with me in Vegas If you wanna roll the dice on me. okay If you think you can afford it Come play, come play I'm lady luck let me kiss that chain One night with me in Vegas Walking at the top I don't stop I don't give up, no No one's left behind Walking on the edge, I do my best to do you right Right, right, right, right Right, right, right, right I do my best, do you right I do my best, do you right I do my best, do you right I do my best, do my best I do my best, do you right I do my best, do you right I do my best, do my best I do my best, do you right I do my best, do my best I do my best, do you? I do my best, do you? I do my best, do you? I do my best, do my best I do my best, do you right Do my best, do you right Do my best, do you right If you wanna roll the dice on me, okay If you think you can afford it Come play, come play I'm lady luck, let me kiss that chain One night with me in vegas If you wanna roll the dice on me, okay If you think you can afford it Come play, come play I'm lady luck, let me kiss that chain One night with me in Vegas If you wanna roll the dice on me okay If you think you can afford it Come play come play Im lady luck let me Kiss that chain One night with me in vegas If you wanna roll the dice on me okay If you think you can afford it Come play, come play I'm lady luck let me kiss that chain One night with me in Vegas If you wanna roll the dice on me okay If you think you can afford it Come play, come play Baby let me kiss that chain Marry me in Vegas
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@Yua
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@Anastazja
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@Merjem
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@Luise
81,269
Uh, first verse, uh, I'm armed 'til I'm on an island My life's ridin' on the Autobahn on autopilot Before I touch dirt, I'll kill y'all with kindness I kill ya, my natural persona's much worse You've been warned if you've been born or if you conformed Slap up a cop and then snatch him out of his uniform Leave him with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on And hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn Y'all niggas' intellect mad slow, y'all fags know Claimin' you bangin', you flamin' Bet you could light your own cigarette with ya asshole Me and Shady deaded the past So that basically resurrected my cashflow I might rap tight as the snatch of a fat dyke Though I ain't wrapped tight My blood type's the '80s, my '90s was like the Navy You was like the Bradys, you still fly kites daily Catch me in my Mercedes, bumpin' "Ice Ice Baby" Screamin', "Shady 'til I die", like a half a pair of dice, life's crazy So I live it to the fullest 'til I'm Swayze And you only live it once, so I'm thinkin' 'bout this nice, nice lady Wait, no, stop me now 'fore I get on a roll (Danish) Let me tell you what this pretty little dame's name is 'Cause she's kinda famous And I hope that I don't sound too heinous when I say this Nicki Minaj, but I wanna stick my penis in your anus You morons think that I'm a genius Really I belong inside a dang insane asylum cleanin' Came to drive them trailer parks crazy I am back, and I am razor-sharp, baby And that's back with a capital "B" with an exclamation mark Maybe you should listen when I flip the linguistics 'Cause when I rip this mystical slick shit You don't wanna become another victim, a statistic of this shit 'Cause after I spit the bullets I'ma treat these shell casings like a soccer ball I'ma kick the ballistics, so get this dick, I'ma live this I'm livin' life in the fast lane Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down Only got a gallon in the gas tank But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now I don't really know where I'm headed, just enjoyin' the ride Just gon' roll 'til I drop and ride 'til I die I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal) Livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal) Yeah, my whole goal as a poet's to be relaxed in orbit At war with a bottle, as Captain Morgan attacks my organs My slow flow is euphoric, it's like I rap endorphins I made a pact with the Devil that says "I'll let you take me" "You let me take this shovel, dig up the corpse of Jack Kevorkian" Go back and forth in more beef that you can pack a fork in I'm livin' the life of the infinite enemy down My tenement chimney now, the semi's the remedy, pow Spin him around, enterin' in the vicinity Now, was called M&M But he threw away the candy and ate the rapper Chewed him up and spitted him out, girl giddy-up, now get-get down He's lookin' around this club And it looks like people are havin' a shit fit now Here, little t-t-trailer trash, take a look who's back in t-t-town Did I s-s-stutter, motherfucker? Fuck them all, he shuts The whole motherfuckin' Walmart d-d-down Every time he comes a-r-r-round And he came to the club tonight with 5'9 to hold this bitch down Like a mothafuckin' chick underwater, he tryin' d-d-drown Shorty, when you dance, you got me captivated, just by the way That you keep lickin' them dick-suckin' lips, I'm agitated, aggravated To the point you don't suck my dick Then you're gonna get decapitated Other words, you don't fuckin' give me head, then I'm have to take it And then after takin' that, I'ma catch a case, it's gon' be fascinatin' It's gon' say "The whole rap game passed away" On top of the affidavit Graduated from master debater, slash massive masturbator To Michael Jackson's activator, meanin' I'm on fire off the top Might wanna back up data, runnin' over hip hop In a verbal tractor trailer Homie, they're sick, you could normally ask a hater Don't it make sense, these shell casings is just like a bag of paper Drop in the lap of a tax evader, homie they spent Now make that ass drop like a sack of potatoes, what girl? I'm the crack-a-lator Percolator to this party, be my penis ejaculator later Tell you boyfriend that you just struck pay dirt You rollin' with a player, you won't be exaggeratin' when you sayin' I'm livin' life in the fast lane Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down Only got a gallon in the gas tank But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now I don't really know where I'm headed, just enjoyin' the ride Just gon' roll 'til I drop and ride 'til I die I'm livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal) Livin' life in the fast lane (Pedal to the metal) Pedal to the metal Pedal to the metal
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@Theresa
564
From the moment I go to bed 'till I wake up All day, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah) So I go straight at opponents' heads with this anger Always, 'cause this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah) The chopper got about fifty bullets Ain't no way it's accidental when I spill 'em on you I'm the realist in the biz, how you livin'? Cause you can get it how you live And while you livid, I'm a say my pull out game is so real I still get rid of kids, now that's ill The top of your head can fly of the top of convertibles Ain't gon' really take no time to come through and murder you I don't fake mine, I do this the fair way Snitches get stitches, blown away and left on display Hung by the grapevine, I just kicked a chair away Let me be the first to tell you that you lookin' at a superstar My microphone and AK-47, that's my new guitar I don't belong to you and I don't care who you are Yeah, you sold a couple records, got a couple joints Got a few Jordans, three, four pairs of Louboutins That's besides the point like a shootin' guard Nigga, I'm a rockstar With whoopin' cough (I am) sick, George Clooney wit' a Uzi What kind of a movie star Would hop out a movin' car just to prove he's hard? "Fuck you doin', you retard?" Should be put in a cast as soon as we start shootin', dog You swear I knew where the Roofies are The way I drug a bitch through the yard Stuffed little Suzie in cardboard after wrappin' her nude and newly scarred Body in waterproof tarp covered in roofin' tar So what you so blunt for? Did you fuckin' fall off, chump? Or did you jump? Or did you just become more Been into a funk, I just become morbid And more self-absorbed in my own world, everyone orbits Pen at the table, I don't know when I'll be able to stop Told you from the gate One thought it generally takes and I'm off to the races Wait, mentally stable, hold your fuckin' horses There's nothin' more disgustin' an animal I just got done snortin' the fuckin' bathroom soap And the tannin' lotion To unwarp this mind you gon' need some sort of an antidote There's not a pill for bananas though It's unfortunate, you got delusions of grandeur though Actin' like you're Michelangelo with a fuckin' cordless I think I'm Shredder, so you better better crawl back in your shell Or run 'fore you get injured A fuckin' Ninja Turtle wouldn't come toward us Two joint forces, of course this is what blunt force is Cause we'd smoke you on any joint Bad and evil's back, bitch You might experience some shortness of breath As you sit with your lungs punctured Hear their motherfuckin' tears come pourin' If I tell you once more, then you're done for You're going to have to learn How to fuckin' hear from a ruptured eardrum Forrest, am I clear? You Gump, you're as dumb as a stump To think we'd come with a trump shortage Bass in your face, bitch Chuck Norris' nunchucks morph into guns, swords This is what blood sport is The goriest, glorious, notorious bigamous, shogun warriors God damn, the Slaughter boy general Once I slaughter it, you couldn't un-slaughter it Once I order a hit, you couldn't un-order it Hit's an order, this the consortium From the moment I go to bed 'till I wake up All day, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah) So orchestrated, opponent's heads with this anger Always, 'cause this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah) If I don't got no more drama, bitch, I'm a fish outta water bottle After all these guys I slaughter Applause is gettin' louder, how the fuck did this happen? I never rapped for bitches, how's it my audience now is broader? Devil without a cause, rebel without a pause I am a kaze without the kami You wouldn't be a G if it cost me a thousand dollars Infrared in my pencil lead But always keep an extra one stocked though In the back pocket and both of 'em locked And they're loaded, like cocked twin Glocks that I'm holdin' You better pause when you see these two dots on your colon Fuckin' punks, you wait, just got to rockin' and rollin' Cause Elvis ain't left the buildin' yet, I'm still a villain You feel a threat when I step in and kill a set in a millisec With the weapon of intellect, Hannibal Lecter with the black belt And kung fu, protect your neck and Respect the gun rule Read in the Art of War book 'bout Sun Tzu You realize if you defy, you probably won't be around here long Rapunzel (get over it) Look, bitch, I got the bands in my pocket And the drum roll poppin', that's... That's overkill, I keep the kill under me I keep the chill one degree I hit you with a that'll make you see threes You realize as soon as you beat me that you didn't Yeah, there's still one of me, I'll meat slap you That's a recap view, that's normal embarrassing And you slap me, that's knee-slap humor, that's hardly hilarious So we scrap over you lying like a feline cub in a forest Cherishing a kill from a dominant male And I'm born with Malaria Form of Lou Gehrigs To torture and terrify corporate America Poor little Erica In the morning the sheriff's and Law Enforcement Will find one fourth of her buried Under a barrier of the kitchen floor With the stairs in an outdoor wooded area From the moment I go to bed 'till I wake up All day, this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah) So orchestrated, opponent's heads with this anger Always, 'cause this is all I can think about, baby (Oh, yeah) Back then, hoes didn't want it Now black Benz all hid in corners My spectacular, vernacular I spit like giving Ex-Lax to a Dracula Let me translate, I'm tryna find me a bitch And then I'm sucking on her neck while she naked And then I'm shitting on her And I'm getting boners from what I'm spitting Getting blown to smithereens in a Toyota Getting stoner, Jonas Brothers A time bomb with a nervous ticking Another murder victim, I flirted with them first And burrr-stick 'em, I burn up if I try to step up inside a Church Chicken *Scratching noise* wanna *scratching noise* making sure any who battle me crawl away Assault and battery holiday, and just when you're thinking that'll be all I say I'll start automatically calling names and rattling off fellow rappers so pardon the analogy But I disappear as quick as Natalie Holloway It's my mentality all the way, I'm normally a suicide mission to try dissin' But one thing I never mind's getting called Elvis all the time In the articles that you write which is why I never reply, cause he died shitting So-a, shitting, I'm spitting my infinite supply of written bonafide Kidding aside, critics take my little white dick in your eyelid and fuck it Switch subjects, moving on to the next one its, Ch- Chucky Who wanna play with number one overall, Kid Cudi A psycho buddy who might go nutty 'cause he don't like nobody His knife's so bloody 'cause he just sliced somebody Pull out the Schick Hydro and In light of what he, just said, this for those who even kinda want it Cause for this man, I would take a lighter And light up all of my Lighter money You can call it pyro money, "Hi Rihanna" I mean wait, "Hi Tianna", wait, "Hi Tatiana", shit I gotta problem I don't like, it's called fuck a model-itis Who pussy the tightest? That's amazing, sit your ass down I don't like the pussy too tight Get the fuck outta here and have some babies Vocabulary still ill, the 911 still will It's all yellow with the black stripe, kill bill I'm so far ahead of the skills here I'm getting ready for my past life I'm the real deal Like Holyfield, think you irreplaceable? Bite it (that's overkill) 'Till I keel over like somebody stuffed roadkill and Ebola in my bowl of oatmeal, you know the deal I'm not about to sit and go through the whole spiel Of how I'm, how I'm cold steel like a old cold snowmobile And no feeling, it's so jovial But don't be one of those who mistake me for a joke, it's so for real It's what I told the phoney emcee before I broke his will Drove a drill through his skull to see his soul Told him when I snap like a photo He'll get exposed like a roll of film Now here he goes again, oh I'm so trill, I'mma get the hoes again Like Buffalo Bill's, bitch you didn't put lotion in The bucket, fuck it, beat the poor little old widow With throat pillows, soap brillos, finished my goat milk then Smoke billows I lit up... ah, fuck it
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Set Vegas ringtone on an Android Phone:

1. Select Download Ringtone button above.
2. Go to Settings app.
3. Select Sounds & Vibration.
4. Select Phone ringtone.
5. Select Ringtone from Internal Storage.
6. Click the Apply button.
So after only a few basic steps, you have successfully done the default ringtone on your phone running Android operating system with the pop songs you want.



Set Vegas ringtone for your iPhone:

1. Select Download M4R for iPhone button above and save to your PC or Mac.
2. Connect your iPhone to your PC or Mac via its charging cable.
3. Launch iTunes and drag the .m4r to the Tones folder (Under "On My Device").
Hopefully, the guides for configuring ringtones for iPhones and Android phones will make it simple for you to replace the uninteresting default sounds on your phone with your own personal favorites.



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