Lyrics for Soulja Boy - Sidekick

Talkin To This Shawty Up Inside The Club
Said A Couple Words And She Gave Me A Hug
Pulled Out The Sidekick 3 Is On Deck
So Much Ice Hanging Off My Neck
Back To The Topic So I Flip The Phone
Stacks On Deck Don’t Get Me Wrong
Told Her This The New White D-Wade Wit The Suede
600 How Much I Paid…

[Chorus:]
For My Sidekick, For My Sidekick, For My Sidekick, For My Sidekick, For My Sidekick
For My Sidekick, For My Sidekick, For My Sidekick
(Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick, (Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick, (Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick,
(Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick, (Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick, (Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick,
(Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick, (Hit Me Up) On My Sidekick, (Hit Me Up) On My

Lookin So Fresh As My Neck Is Bling
While I’m Textin These Gurls On My Sidekick 3
Some Call It 2-Way, Some Call It Sidekick
All I Know Is I’m Gonna Put It Down It My Kick
All White T-Shirt Wit The Phone Message
And When It Flip It Real Fast It Make The Gurls Look At It
I Ain’t Gotta Say Nuthin But Man Am I On It
650 Dollars Just To Talkin On My Phone

[Chorus]

You Can Hit Me Up On 2-Way, My Sidekick 3 Its The Same Thing
If You Got This Phone Then U Ballin (No You Ain’t)
Flipped Out That Junk And Start Callin (Bet)
Its Ya Folk Soulja Boy Man U Already Know
I Got Stacks On Deck When I Walk Through The Do’
Man I Can’t Believe That I’m Rappin ’bout A Phone
But What U Won’t Believe Is I Wrote This Song….

[Chorus]

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Lyrics for Birdman ft. Lil Wayne - Pop Bottles

Intro
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (ya) (brr)
Flirt with the hood rats then pop models uh- huh (believe that)
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (ya)
Flirt with the hood rats and then pop models
Okay we poppin’ champagne like we won a championship game
Look like I got on a championship rang
Cuz I ball hard , no bitch we ball harder
I am the Birdman, and I’m the JR

LIL WAYNE
Okay start with straight shots and then pop bottles
Poor it on the models, shut up bitch swallow
If you cant swallow, shut up bitch gargle
Straight up out the water with my mark Jacob’s goggles
I’m fresher than a muthf**ker, yea I’m a muthf**ker
No I wouldn’t take ya girl but I should take her tounge from her
Could you take all love woman, like no other woman
I’m sorry sweetheart, I thought you were my other woman

Chorus
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (ya)
Flirt with the hood rats then pop models uh- huh
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (ya)
Flirt with the hood rats and then pop models
Okay we poppin’ champagne like we won a championship game
Look like I got on a championship rang
Cuz I ball hard , no bitch we ball harder
I am the Birdman, and I’m the JR

Birdman
Now as I recline behind my desk
I aint got a lot of nikes but I got a lot of checks (money)
Got my own shoe brand new on the set
Went from sittin’ in a cell to sittin’ on a jet
From shittin’ on a cell to shittin’ on a jet
I lost too many friends but I won too many bets (too many bets)
I made too much money I aint make enough yet
So I scratch, and yes Junior is the best (Shawty)

So many nigga’s from my hood on they back
So many nigga’s from ya hood on they back
That’s why we so paid and it be like that
I rather pop a bottle ,before I pop a gett

Chorus
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (ya)
Flirt with the hood rats then pop models uh- huh
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (ya)
Flirt with the hood rats and then pop models
Okay we poppin’ champagne like we won a championship game
Look like I got on a championship rang
Cuz I ball hard , no bitch we ball harder
I am the Birdman, and I’m the JR

BIRDMAN
Yea, only sippin’ red champagne
White-tee, red hat, red bandana
Uptown, chopper f**ks the pain
F**king with the Birdman we choppin’ yo propane
F**king with my son and we run up in ya mansion
Chopper make music, bitch start dancin’
Stunt a man back so you know the circumstances
And I’m cookin’ up the Carter 3 no advances (youngin’)
All my cars automative automatic
No lie, we don’t even drive no askin’
Uptown we packin’ and we stackin’ (believe that)
Young Money Cash Money we the champion

Chorus
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (ya) // Y’all ready now what this is? Stunnaman
Flirt with the hood rats then pop models uh- huh // Junior (what up Young) we bounce back like that
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles (ya)// We beat mils with the mils baby
Flirt with the hood rats and then pop models // The last model is MOB baby, My honey
Okay we poppin’ champagne like we won a championship game
Look like I got on a championship rang
Cuz I ball hard , no bitch we ball harder
I am the Birdman, and I’m the JR

Lyrics for Soulja Boy - Crank Dat (Soulja Boy)

(yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!)

soulja boy tell em

ayy i got this new dance fo yall called tha Soulja Boy

(yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!)

u gotta punch den crank back 3 times from left ta right

(aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!)

Soulja Boy up In it (oh)
Watch Me Crank It
Watch Me Roll
Watch Me Crank Dat Soulja Boy
den Super Man Dat (oh)
Now watch me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now watch me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now watch me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now watch me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)

Soulja Boy up In dis hoe
Watch Me Crank It
Watch Me Roll
Watch Me Crank Dat Soulja Boy
den Super Man Dat hoe
Now watch me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now watch me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now watch me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now watch me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)

Soulja Boy up In dis hoe
Watch Me Lean And Watch Me Rock
Super Man Dat Hoe
Then Watch Me Crank Dat Robocop
Super Fresh, Now Watch Me Jock
Jockin’ On dem Hatas Mane
When I Do Dat Soulja Boy
I Lean To The Left And Crank Dat Thang
(Now yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!)
I’m Jockin’ on yo bitch ass
And If We Get To Fightin
Den im cockin’ on yo bitch ass
You Catch Me At Yo Local Party
Yes I Crank It Everyday
Haterz Get Mad Cuz
I Got Me Some Bathing Apes

Soulja Boy up In dis Hoe
Watch Me Crank It
Watch Me Roll
Watch Me Crank Dat Soulja Boy
den Super Man Dat Hoe
Now watch me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now watch me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now watch me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now watch me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)

Soulja Boy up In dis Hoe
Watch Me Crank It
Watch Me Roll
Watch Me Crank Dat Soulja Boy
den Super Man Dat Hoe
Now watch me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now watch me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now watch me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now watch me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)

I’m Bouncin On Ma Toes
Watch Me Super Soak Dat Hoe
I’ma Pass It To Arab

Then He Gon Crank it up fa sho
Haterz Wanna Be Me
Soulja Boy, I’m The Man
They Be Lookin At Ma Neck
Sayin’ is dem rubberband man (man)
Watch Me Do It (Watch Me Do It)
Dance (Dance)
Lean’N To (Lean’N To)
Nope,You Can’t Do It Like Me
Hoe, So Don’t Do It Like Me
Folks, I See You Tryna Do It Like Me
Man That Shit Was Ugly

Soulja Boy off In dis Hoe
Watch Me Crank It
Watch Me Roll
Watch Me Crank Dat Soulja Boy
Then Super Man Dat Hoe
Now Watch Me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now Watch Me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now Watch Me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now Watch Me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)

Soulja Boy off In dis Hoe
Watch Me Crank It
Watch Me Roll
Watch Me Crank Dat Soulja Boy
Then Super Man Dat Hoe
Now Watch Me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now Watch Me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now Watch Me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now Watch Me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)

im too clean off in dis bitch
Watch me crank it watch me roll
Watch me crank dat roosevelt den supa soak dat hoe(yuaaaaaaaaa!!!)
supa soak dat hoe(supa soak dat hoe)
supa soak dat hoe(supa soak dat hoe)
supa soak dat hoe(supa soak dat hoe)
supa soak dat hoe(supa soak dat hoe)

im too fresh off in dis bitch
Watch me shuffle watch me jig
Watch me crank dat Soulja Boy
Den supaman dat bitch(yuaaaaaaaaa)
supaman dat bitch(supaman dat bitch)
supaman dat bitch(supaman dat bitch)
supaman dat bitch(supaman dat bitch)
(ahhhhhhhhhhhhh yuaaaaaaaaa)

Soulja Boy off In dis Hoe
Watch Me Crank It
Watch Me Roll
Watch Me Crank Dat Soulja Boy
Then Super Man Dat Hoe
Now Watch Me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now Watch Me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now Watch Me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now Watch Me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)

Soulja Boy off In dis Hoe
Watch Me Crank It
Watch Me Roll
Watch Me Crank Dat Soulja Boy
Then Super Man Dat Hoe
Now Watch Me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now Watch Me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now Watch Me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)
Now Watch Me yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!
(Crank Dat Soulja Boy)

(Yuaaaaaaaaaa!!!)

(Ahhhhhhhhhh Yuaaaaaaaaa!!!)

Lyrics for Kanye West - Flashing Lights

(intro)
Flashing Lights
Flashing Lights
Flashing Lights
FLashing Lights

(Verse 1)
She dont belive in shooting stars
but she belives in shoes and cars
Wood floors in the new apartment
Couture from the store’s department
You more like love to start s**t
Im more of da, trips to florida
orda the orderves, views of da water
strait from a page of your favorite author
And the weather is so breazy
man why cant life always be this eazy
she in the mirror dancing so sleazy
I get a call, like where are you deazy
I tried to hit you with the o wokie
till i got flash by the popuratzi
dang these niggas got me
i hate these niggas more than nazis

(chorus)
As i recall I know you love to show off
But I never thought that you would take it this far
But what do i know
Flashing Lights
What do I know
Flashing Lights

(verse 2)

I know its been a while sweetheart, we hardly talk
I been doing my thang
i know it was style babay a bay lately, u been all on my brain
and if somebody would of told me a month ago fronten tho
Yo i wouldn’t wanna know
if somebody would of told me a year ago it a go would get this difficult
feelin like katrina with no fema
like martin with no gina
like a flight with no visa
first class with the seat back i still see ya
in my past you on the otherside of the glass
of my memories museum
im just sayin
hey Mona Lisa
come home you know you cant Rome without Ceasar

(chorus)
as i recall I know you love to show off
but i never thought that you would take it this far
but what do i know
flashing lights
what do i know
flashing lights

(chorus)
as you recall you know i love to show off
but you never thought that i would take it this far
but what do you know
flashing lights
what do you know
flashing lights
flashing lights
flashing lights

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