Baby lyrics
Baby lyrics
"What Happened To That Boy lyrics"
What can I say? There's just no way, is there? so I act as if it's ok mister I am who I am I say goddamn goddamn I give whatever I can now that is what a nice guy I am I have no need to be a part of thee spare me your terrible uncertainty I am who I am I say goddamn goddman I take care while I can now that is what a nice guy I am you gotta be human to be inhumane gotta be crazy not to go insane gotta be a fool not to be a fool and you gotta rule not to break any rules don't be to smart or to high priced now that is where the snake comes into paradise I am who I am I say goddamn goddamn I give whatever I can now that is what a nice guy I am
Aye, Aye, Aye, Ya
Tot' 'em up, light it up nigga
Birdman motherfucker
Clipse, VA, NO nigga
What you smelt
Coke'll leave plastic
Get off the border motherfucker
Come on little'n handle your business for me boy
[Chorus: Pusha T & (Pharrell) (2x)]
(Brrrrrrrrrrr) What happened to that boy (yo)
(Brrrrrrrrrrr) What happened to that boy
(Brrrrrrrrrrr) What happened to that boy
He was talking shit we put a clap into that boy
[Malice]
Whoa...Yeah...Malicious...Yeah
I heard they snitchin' on a player man say it aint so
Even as a young'n they consigned me to blow
Witches claims why I'm worth my weight in gold
While they was taking baby steps from an 8th to an O
Word in the streets that can envy as me
Enough ice on that watch to make a nigga lose sleep
Magnified face help the bitch see clearly
Oh when the sun beats down And burns the tar on the roof And your shoes get so hot You wish your tired feet were fireproof Under the Boardwalk Down by the sea On a blanket with my boyfriend's where I'll be Under the Boardwalk, out of the sun Under the Boardwalk, we'll be having some fun Under the Boardwalk, people walking above Under the Boardwalk, we'll be making love Under the Boardwalk, Boardwalk From the park you hear the happy sound Of the carousel You can almost taste the hot dogs And french fries they sell Under the Boardwalk Down by the sea On a blanket with my boyfriend's where I'll be Under the Boardwalk, out of the sun Under the Boardwalk, we'll
I'm know for the flip of that coke I ener
I'm heavy in the street like the 7 series Bimma
Man, hit 'em with the Nina man
Or that 4/5th guaranteed to lean ya man (Whoa)
I'm the reason that your block is vacant
Malicious will hit ya just to make a statement
Bitch! Clipse and Cash Money who aint rich
Don't compare me to you nigga you aint this (Whoa)
[Chorus]
[Baby]
Aye...Aye...Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye...
Stunna and Patty Cake the worldwide Pusha (get this money)
Birdman nigga leave the guns in the busher (cuff 'em up,
let 'em up bitch)
Been shittin' up bricks unload 'em to Gucci
Boss of the ghetto with the round shape cookie
Shit one, Dro one nigga flood the block
If I don't go to jail niggas birds gone flop
Nigga sittin' on the toilet bitch get off the pot
The bird just landed so the hood gon' rot
Joy to the world the Lord is come
Let earth receive her King
Let every heart prepare Him room
And heaven and nature sing
And heaven and nature sing
And heaven, and heaven and nature sing
Joy to the earth the Savior reigns
Let men their songs employ
While fields and floods
Rocks, hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy
Repeat the sounding joy
Repeat repeat the sounding joy
He rules the world with truth and grace
And makes the nations prove
The glories of His righteousness
And wonders of His love
And wonders of His love
And wonders, wonders of His love
And wonders, wonders of His love
Joy to
But mami your fly Benz the wide skinny lips
She takes my flight she holds my weight
While the po-po staked out from state to state
It aint nuttin to a baller baby
Pay the cars, big money, heavy weight, bird man, hood boss
Baby steppin on my line I'll show a little somethin'
They callin' you don't come out then the black crow will touch ya (touch ya)
[Chorus (2x)]
[Pusha T]
Ughhh...Another soul lost
Had to make a shirt match my ox blood colored Porsche
Ughhh...The rims match of course
Blood hit his Timbs it reminded me of them
Glistenin' wrist on chiller
Gun in the same palm of gorgeous killer
I put this on my lord my niece was 4 when she felt chinchilla
I past the shore for that shit that made fiends rise from
the dead like
Thriller
Gangster...Hustler
At ni
Ti porto con me segunda feira de Lisboa nel mio antico mare nell'Acqua occidentale, nel Mediterraneo affollato di navi e corpi d'ignudi nuotatori. Fanciulli con sguardo da fiere, gli occhi di lince dei Braganza, fissano il Nord. Sognando l'oltremare, come ghirlanda intrecciano una danza. Trago dentro do meu coracao, Todos lugares onde estive: A entrada de Singapura O coral das Maldivas Macao da noite, a uma hora. Segunda - feira de Lisboa, che nome d'incanto! Qui da noi ? luned?. Soltanto.
Live like I'm dreamin' kick my feet up
Gun pulled my waist remind me of my demon
So quite ya yappin' fore I get to clappin
And have your body parts mix and matching fella
[Chorus (2x)]
[Baby (talking)]
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, there it is nigga, there you have it
Birdman, Clipse you under-smelt, VA you know
Uptown nigga, we go anywhere with this bullshit
We flip bricks you under-smell (gangster motherfucker)
Aye nigga put this puzzle together
Aye Pharrell you did this year (you did it nigga)
A 1000 pieces puzzles (startrak) 100, you know
Let's get this money (get the money)
Hey nigga I smell somethin', coke'll leave plastic bitch
Get money motherfucker
However you want it you can get it pimp
From gangster to blood nigga, take it how you want it nigga
We did it how we live, aint nothin' but the thug thing nigga
Money thing motherfucker