Waweee des bonnes tounes =)

Waweee des bonnes tounes =)
Lollipop - Lil Wayne
Kiss Kiss - Chris Brown
Get Buck In Here - Akon ft. P. Diddy, Ludacris, Lil Jon, DJ Felli Fel
Love Lockdown - Kayne West
whatever you like -T.I.
ella elle'la - Kate Ryan
My Life - The Game & Lil Wayne
I Luv It - Young Jeezy
Ride For Me- Gabriel Antonio
I put on - Young Jeezy Ft Kanye West
Right Now- Akon
We Takin' Over - Akon Ft Lil Wayne, DJ Khaled
Dangerous - Akon
El Strip Club - Dj Nelson
Gimme That - Chris Brown Ft Lil Wayne
Closer - Ne-Yo
With You - Chris Brown
Womanizer - Britney Spears
Rise Up - Yves Larock
Work Your Pussy- DJ Antoine
Sweetest Girl -Wyclef Jean featuring Akon, Lil Wayne, and Niia
Krazy - Lil Jon & Pitbull
I Love My People- Eddy Atwa
Where's your head at - Jean Elan
Infinity - Guru Josh Project
Let Me Think About It- Ida Gorr
Circus Britney Spears
The Way I Are Remix With Francisco - Timbaland & Francisco
Forever
Live Your Life T.I. Ft Rihanna
Up And Down - Akon
Heartless - Kanye West
Disturbia- Rihanna
No Stress - Laurent Wolf
Love Is Gone - David Guetta
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# Posté le mercredi 28 janvier 2009 21:31

Modifié le mercredi 28 janvier 2009 22:05

Akon ft. P. Diddy, Ludacris, Lil Jon - Get Buck In Here

Akon ft. P. Diddy, Ludacris, Lil Jon - Get Buck In Here

[P. DIDDY]
it's tricky I'm picky baby, but I just spotted you
doin' your thing, g-string, shoe string point of view, hey
lend me ya body, you got me in a zone
bet a million in a half past, i can make you explode
you don't wanna brave the cold, you wanna Diddy Combs
i can take you on outer-limits away from home
........
in the middle of the club doin' a rodeo show
the hoes seem schemey, wet dreamy, emphasism obsessed gleemy
(incredible sex) you need me
ease me, please me baby, i maybe am little crazy but in a way that.....

[CHORUS]
don't make me get buck in here!!
shorty drop em to the ground like she ain't got manners
too much booty for one man to handle
when all i need is a one night scandal
and ima get buck in here!!
damn lil' momma you know you fit my standards
you the type to make me grip that handle
lick shots in the air, bustin' that grandam
while you make it clap clap clap clap clap
you gotta shake that thang, shake that thang
while you make it clap clap clap clap clap
just shake that thang, shake that thang


[LUDACRIS]
she can make it clap like a standin' ovation
spin like my record at the radio station
feel the sensation, i put it right there
they be like LUDA, i be like yeaaaaaaa,
you like it like that dontchya baby
the flow's insane, and the stroke is crazy
i stroke so good, like Tiger Woods
and i ROWR like a tiger would
my livelihood, is not hollywood
I'm still southside atlanta, thats a lively hood
a circus, big top, like ringling brothers
if you wanna learn something, bring your mothers
sit back and observe, invite some friends
we can mix it all up, like juice and gin
felli on the celly with a couple of twins
cuz tonight, damn right, we gonna do it again


[CHORUS]
dont make me get buck in here!!
shorty drop em to the ground like she ain't got manners
too much booty for one man to handle
when all i need is a one night scandal
and ima get buck in here!!
damn lil' momma you know you fit my standards
you the type to make me grip that handle
lick shots in the air, bustin' that grandam
while you make it clap clap clap clap clap
you gotta shake that thang, shake that thang
while you make it clap clap clap clap clap
just shake that thang, shake that thang


[P. DIDDY]
listen, women lace em g for a jet
twisted, crooked, cell phone numbers, probably
flip em change em, prissy and boogy the hood
game of taste em, prissy's I'm runnin' em good
leather or silk, i'm melt them all
love em, leave em, give em hell for sure
tell them words they minds and souls deserve
or give them things they might prefer
sandrio pan, mandarin sweet massage oil
pimp, gamein', grants, and benz' i tried em
used to style em, now just virgin island
kamasutra freaky ...



[CHORUS]
dont make me get buck in here!!
shorty drop em to the ground like she ain't got manners
too much booty for one man to handle
when all i need is a one night scandal
and ima get buck in here!!
damn lil' momma you know you fit my standards
you the type to make me grip that handle
lick shots in the air, bustin' that grandam
while you make it clap clap clap clap clap
you gotta shake that thang, shake that thang
while you make it clap clap clap clap clap
just shake that thang, shake that thang











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# Posté le mercredi 28 janvier 2009 16:09

Modifié le mercredi 28 janvier 2009 21:34

My Life - The Game & Lil Wayne :D

My Life - The Game & Lil Wayne :D

Punk ass mothaf**ka, get your ass up
What chu was goin do? kill me in my sleep you bitch ass nigga?
Tupac, Biggie! shut the f**k up! f**king dogs barking and shit

Don't shoot!
Don't shoot!
*gun shot*

F**k You Nigga!

Chorus: Lil' Wayne
And I'm grindin' til I'm tired
They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired"
So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way
Through the day
A life
For the night
Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why
You haven't taken (my life? x3)
Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3)
(My Life x3)

The Game
Take me away from the hood like a state penitentiary
Take me away from the hood in the casket or a Bentley
Take me away
Like I overdosed on cocaine
Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobain
Suicide (Suicide..suicide..)
I'm from a Windy City, like "Do or Die"
From a block close to where Biggie was crucified
That was Brooklyn's Jesus
Shot for no f**kin' reason
And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces? (My Life x3)
'Cause that's Jesus people
And The Game, he's the equal
Hated on so much, "The Passion of Christ" need a sequel
Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel
Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle (My Life x3)
I need some meditation, so I can leave my people
They askin' “Why?" Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles?
And why every hood nigga feed off evil?
Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle

Chorus: Lil' Wayne

The Game
We are not the same, I am a Martian
So approach my Phantom doors with caution (caution...caution)
You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned them
And I ain't no preacher, but here's my Erick Sermon
So eat this black music, and tell me how it taste, now?
And f**k Jesse Jackson cause it ain't about race, now
Sometimes I think about my life with my face down
Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile (My Life x3)
Damn, I know his momma's proud
And since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now
And like MJB, "No More Drama" now
Livin' the +good life+, me and Common on common ground
I spit crack and niggas could drive it outta town
Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds
My life used to be empty like a glock without a round
Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds (Gunshots)

Chorus: Lil' Wayne

The Game
Walk through the gates of Hell, see my Impala parked in front
The high beams on, me and the Devil share chronic blunts
Listening to the "Chronic" album, playing backwards
Shootin' at pictures of Don Imus for target practice
My mind f**ked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood
I'm from the city that made you motherf**kers afraid of Suge (Compton... Compton...)
Made my grandmother pray for good
And never made her happy, when I bet that new Mercedes could (My Life x3)
Ain't no bars, but niggas can't escape the hood
They took so many of my niggas, that I should hate the hood
But it's real niggas like me, that make the hood
Ridin' slow in that Phantom just the way I should (My Life x3)
With the top back
In my Sox hat
I'm paid in full, the nigga Alpo couldn't stop that
Even if they brought the nigga 'Pac back
I'd still keep this motherf**ker cocked back
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# Posté le dimanche 11 janvier 2009 16:02

Lollipop - Lil Wayne

Lollipop - Lil Wayne
Uh huh...no homo
i say he so sweet make her wanna lick the wrapper
s
o i let her lick da rapper

S
hawty Say
She
, she licked me like a lollipop lollipop
S
he, she licked me like a lollipop lollipop
She
, she licked me like a lollipop yeah
S
he, she licked me like a lollipop.

Sh
awty wanna thug
B
ottles in the club
Sh
awty wanna hump
Y
ou know I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps
Y
eah Oh huh huh. [x2]

Yea
h
Ok
ay, little mama had a swag like mine
S
he even wear her hair down her back like mine
I
make her feel right when it's wrong like lyin'
Ma
n, she ain't never had a love like mine
Bu
t man I ain't never seen an ass like hers
That pussy in my mouth had me lost for words
I
told her back it up like berp berp
An
d make that ass jump like jerp jerp
An
d that's when she said...

She
, she licked me like a lollipop
Y
eah I like that
S
he, she licked me like a lollipop
Yeah I like that
She, she licked me like a lollipop
Yea
h I like that
Sh
e, she licked me like a lollipop.

Sha
wty wanna thug
Bo
ttles in the club
Sha
wty wanna hump
An
d ooh I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps. [x2]

Static-X:
Okay after you back it up then stop, drop it shawty
Dro
p it like it's hot
Oo
h
Dr
op it like it's hot
D
o do do it shawty
Don
't stop.

Sh
awty said the nigga that she with ain't shit,
S
hawty said the nigga that she with ain't this,
Sha
wty said the nigga that she with can't hit
Wel
l shawty, I'm a hit it, hit it, like I can't miss
A
nd he can't do this
A
nd he don't do that
S
hawty need a refund, needa bring that nigga back
J
ust like a big fun, I make her bring that ass back
And she bring that ass back
B
ecause I like that

S
hawty wanna thug
Yeah I like that
Bottles in the club
Y
eah I like that
S
hawty wanna hump
You
know I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps.

Sh
awty wanna
li
ck lick lick lick lick me like a lollipop yeah
Sha
wty wanna
lic
k lick lick lick lick me like a lollipop
Y
eah I like that
Shawty wanna lick me, lick me like a lollipop
S
o I let her lick the wrapper
She, she licked me like a lollipop

Sh
awty wanna thug
B
ottles in the club
Sh
awty wanna hump
A
nd ooh I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps
Sh
awty...

Cal
l me so I can make it juicy for ya
Cal
l-c-call me so I can get it juicy for ya
Ca
ll-c-call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call
-call me so-so-so I can get it juicy for ya
Ca
ll-c-call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Cal
l-c-call me s-so I can get it juicy for ya
Cal
l-c-call me so I-so I can make it juicy for ya
Call-c-call me s-so I can get it juicy for ya

Sha
wty wanna thug
Ye
ah I like that
Bo
ttles in the club
Yea
h I like that
Sh
awty wanna hump
A
nd ooh I like to touch ya lovely lady lumps [x2]

I
get her on top, she drop it like it's hot
And
when I'm at the bottom, she Hilary Rodham
The
middle of the bed, give and gettin head, give and gettin head, give and gettin head

I
said mmm-mmm-mmm, yeah I like that [x3]

Ca
ll me so I can come and do it for ya
Call me so I can come and prove it for ya
Call me so I can make it juicy for ya
Call me so I can get it juicy for ya

Shawty wanna l-l-l-lick me like a lollipop
She
said I lick her like a lollipop lollipop
I said he so sweet, make her wanna lick the wrapper
Sh-
she lick me like a lollipop, yeah
So I let her lick the rapper
Sh-she lick me like a lollipop
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# Posté le mardi 06 janvier 2009 16:18

Kiss Kiss - Chris Brown

Kiss Kiss - Chris Brown
Yo this is Nappy Boy radio live
wi
th ya boy T-Pain
we
love rap music
Liste
n, uh we got a caller on line one
caller what's your problem:
Hello,
I'm on the radio with T-Pain
(h
ow's it goin, yea)
It
ain't goin good
my
girl ain't doin her thangs she used to do
and o
h...i got just what you need
Bran
d new Chris Brown, T-Pain
Y
ou heard it hear first Nappy Boy Radio
W
e love you..

H
ey...
She want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)
t
hat kiss kiss (kiss kiss)
I
n her mind she fantasize bout gettin wit me
T
hey hatin on me (hatin on me)
they
wanna diss diss (kiss kiss)
beca
use she mine, and so fine
and thick as can be

Sh
e want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)
th
at kiss kiss (kiss kiss)
In
her mind she fantasize bout gettin wit me
T
hey hatin on me (hatin on me)
they wanna diss diss (kiss kiss)
because she mine, and so fine
t
hick as can be

I'm a country boy from Tappahannock (aaooo)
VA i
s where I reside
so
shawty understand it (aaooo)
and
I know i just turned 18
and
I get a little manish (aaooo)
and
you see the bandana hangin
that
means I'm like a bandit
lik
e-like a bandit-bandit
(aaw
www,ruff)
I g
ot paper girl (ruff)
the Lamborghini (ruff)
wit
h the spider seats (ruff)
y
ou neva seen it (aaooo)
So
get it shawty
we parkin lot, dippin in my dome
and I know what you want

S
he want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)
t
hat kiss kiss (kiss kiss)
I
n her mind she fantasize bout gettin wit me
The
y hatin on me (hatin on me)
they w
anna diss diss (kiss kiss)
because she mine, and so fine
thi
ck as can be

She want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)
that kiss kiss (kiss kiss)
In her mind she fantasize bout gettin wit me
Th
ey hatin on me (hatin on me)
they
wanna diss diss (kiss kiss)
becau
se she mine, and so fine
th
ick as can be
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# Posté le mardi 06 janvier 2009 16:13