Jay Sean - Like This Like That (feat. Birdman) Lyrics

Jay Sean - Like This Like That (feat. Birdman) Lyrics

[Jay Sean:]
Hey lover, you're fine
I've been looking for you all this time
You're so designed
Like me girl you're just my type
This club don't close
Tell me baby where you think we're gonna go
My home for sho
And I know you heard this before

But I like this
I'm about to put you on
Started on the bed ended up on the floor
I know they talk a lot but I'm a back it up and more
I show you what I mean baby all night long
Girl you know

You ain't never heard this like that
That like this
I'm a show you how that goes
So baby let me break it down
Make it clear
Just so you know girl
All over your body
We'll do it some more
So baby when I do this like that
That like this you already know

Your lips your thighs
I ain't even looking in your eyes
I want you I can't lie
I ain't even trying to waste no time girl
This club don't close
I'll tell you now exactly where we gonna go
My home for sho
And I know you heard this before

But I like this
I'm about to put you on
Started on the bed ended up on the floor
I know they talk a lot but I'm a back it up and more
I show you what I mean baby all night long
Girl you know

You ain't never heard this like that
That like this
I'm a show you how that goes
So baby let me break it down
Make it clear
Just so you know girl
All over your body
We'll do it some more
So baby when I do this like that
That like this you already know (uhh)
All over your body (yeah)
We'll do it some more (YM)
So baby when I do like this that
That like this
You already know

[Birdman:]
Blowing hundred, spending hundred
Like it ain't nothing
Get money, blow more like it ain't nothing
Jet speed, jet motors like it ain't nothing
Cash money, Young money
Blowing burning hundreds
She like the money with the power
Flyer than ever the rose petal with the flower
Walking on this money when we jump about the shower
Hotter than ever, luxury life with these models
Pearl white when we jazzy
Bald eagles jump fly on the Harley
Fly shifter the new whips class
Big money, shit overseas cash

[Jay Sean:]
You ain't never heard this like that
That like this
I'm a show you how that goes
So baby let me break it down
Make it clear
Just so you know girl
All over your body
We'll do it some more
So baby when I do this like that
That like this you already know
All over your body
We'll do it some more
So baby when I do like this that
That like this
You already know
[Jay Sean - Like This Like That (feat. Birdman) Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

You ain't never heard this like that
That like this
I'm a show you how that goes
So baby let me break it down
Make it clear
Just so you know girl
All over your body
We'll do it some more
So baby when I do this like that
That like this you already know
This like that that like this [x2]

Birdman - Fire Flame (feat. Lil Wayne) Lyrics

Birdman - Fire Flame (feat. Lil Wayne) Lyrics

Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters
Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters
Bitch We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars
Bitch We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars

Fresh out from my bid
Bitch it’s Lil Tuneche
I Lucille Ball, bitch I love Lucy
If these n-ggas dogs, I’m animal cruelty
Dont f-ck with me at all, cause I’m twisted like an Rubik’s cube
Oh my, look how the time has flown
And they say time is of the essence
But what if there clock is wrong
But all my problems will be second
And all my worries will be gone
I’ll have money back for breakfast smell like “bitch I’m rich cologne”
Ha, I’m so relaxed my Gucci flats ain’t got a scratch
If you got a problem with I, well I will fix them, cataracts
They say it cost to be the boss
I paid the price including tax
Bitch I’m a fire flame spitter
And to me you n-ggas wax

(What ya talking bout)

In this World with my Tommy gun
Banana clip the red rum
100 millions dollars, put my life down for my son
Spend a little cash, bust a n-gga ass
5 star n-gga, 2 mill on the dash
Yeah, militant minded
Uptown soldier, you have been blinded
Grinding all the time, bitch
Stuntin, and we shining
Diving in deep sh-t, the money keep climbing
Blah, the bottles keep poppin’
Dom P, Rose, Perrier poppin’
Them bitches see we rocking, the whips we be rocking
Iced up, tatted up, fire flame blaaap

Uh, I got p-ssy coming to me
Shotgun in my draws make your woman bite the bullet
Sittin’ in my hog, tell my chauffeur “to the penthouse”
Pockets so deep its like my money gotta swim out
Marley say f-ck em, Scoob say f-ck em
Bitch I’m still the best overall, like a jumper
Weezy F, F, fire flame spitter
Hundred million dollars, pocket change n-gga

See these first class flights
We strapped up in the trenches
N-gga want some business b-tch
We getting it in this business
Some ten figure n-ggas blood rich gang n-gga
Fire flame spitters, point blank n-gga
Money and the power, swag out the shower
Spending n-gga, then them p-ssy’s running like some cowards
Bigger than life n-gga, c4 bitch
A hundred million dollars, my son born rich
Blaaapp!
[Birdman - Fire Flame (feat. Lil Wayne) Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters
Fire Flame, Flame, Fire Flame Spitters
Bitch We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars
Bitch We tha Bizness, Hundred Million Dollars

Birdman - 4 My Town (Play Ball) (feat Drake & Lil Wayne) Lyrics

Birdman - 4 My Town (Play Ball) (feat Drake & Lil Wayne) Lyrics

[Intro - Birdman]
Yeah, so priceless
Life’s so priceless nigga you understand me
Its just like that, my car so priceless
My Benz so priceless, my familia is so priceless nigga
You understand me? Either you with us, or you ain’t with us
Or either you in the hood or ya out the hood
Either you ridin’ or we pass and fly by saying “fuck you”
It’s Young Money, Cash Money playboy
It’s about the size of it, at the roof top
So hot up here nigga, yeah, lets Go!

[Chorus - Drake]
Take yourself a picture when I’m standing at the mound
And I swear it’s going down, I’m just repping for my town
Off a cup of CJ Gibson, man I’m faded off the Brown
And I’m easily influenced by the niggas I’m around
See that Aston Martin when I start it hear the sound
I ain’t never graduated, I ain’t got no cap and gown
But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass
Be at all my fucking parties, grabbing money off the ground

[Verse 1 - Drake]
Yeah, all hail Mr. Lyrical
Spades of the opus baby
What you got a feeling for?
I can show you new things
Have you feeling spiritual
Pastor Kerney Thomas to these hoes… miwacles
Yeah okay they say that I’m the one in fact
Some say that I’m they favorite
But I ain’t hearing none of that
I’m about my team hoe, Young Money running back
Cash Money superstar, where the fuck is Stunna at?
Damn

[Verse 2 - Birdman]
Untouchable
40 with my AK
Mastermind big money heavy weight
On the grind flippin’ money in every way
Head line, my bitch shine everyday
Pearl white throwin’ P Marc Jacobs gloves
Cartier Louis case wit a dope plod
From the mud where they what you leave in your blood
Goin’ in flippin’ hundreds get the young plug
Show ‘em where it go
Float on the floor
Gettin’ more dough
Grind hard go
Black diamond show
Watch the flame blow
And how you stay grounded
Cash no go
And how you stay mounded, cash no flow
And how you stay shinin’, Bentley of the floor
And how you stay high, purple pine dro
Diamond wings fur, February snow
[Birdman - 4 My Town (Play Ball) (feat Drake & Lil Wayne) Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

[Chorus - Drake]
Take yourself a picture when I’m standing at the mound
And I swear it’s going down, I’m just repping for my town
Off a cup of CJ Gibson, man I’m faded off the Brown
And I’m easily influenced by the niggas I’m around
See that Aston Martin when I start it hear the sound
I ain’t never graduated, I ain’t got no cap and gown
But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass
Be at all my fucking parties, grabbing money off the ground

[Verse 3 - Lil Wayne]
Uh, you know you paid
When you got Baby witcha
Its Young Money like Ben Franks baby pictures
I’m a lady twister, I kiss her whiskers
I been runnin’ this shit… blisters
Stickin’ to the script, movie star money
And if you gassed up I leave the car running
I’m a big smoker, I’m a little drinker
The peace sign is just the trigger and the middle finger
Wha-what you know bout it? man y’all clueless
I let two women ride me, that’s car poolers
I rock stupid ice, Mr. Water Coolers
If y’all in the buildin’, then we are intruders
Sit me down pimpin’, let me handle this
I know the game… analyst
Man I’m the shit, and y’all janitors
Blow out the Kush and crack a smile for the cameras

[Chorus - Drake]
Take yourself a picture when I’m standing at the mound
And I swear it’s going down, I’m just repping for my town
Off a cup of CJ Gibson, man I’m faded off the Brown
And I’m easily influenced by the niggas I’m around
See that Aston Martin when I start it hear the sound
I ain’t never graduated, I ain’t got no cap and gown
But the girls in my class who were smart enough to pass
Be at all my fucking parties, grabbing money off the ground