Showing posts with label R. Kelly. Show all posts
Showing posts with label R. Kelly. Show all posts

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Snoop Dogg - Platinum (feat. R. Kelly) Lyrics

Snoop Dogg - Platinum (feat. R. Kelly) LyricsSnoop Dogg - Platinum (feat. R. Kelly) Lyrics

’bout to make the night shine
Snoop
Kellz

Platinum through the doors

V12 rollin’ n-gga goin’ platinum
V12 rollin’ n-gga goin’ platinum
V12 rollin’ n-gga goin’ platinum
V12 rollin’ n-gga goin’ platinum

[R Kelly]
Swag like a lighter
And I keep my swag lit
Man I’m on fire
That can’t tell a n-gga shit
V12 rolling
Got some honeys up in it
Say your p-ssy golden
But I only f-ck with platinum chicks
Only talk platinum shit
Only swallow platinum spit
Speak my own slang-uage
Still I am the real-iest
Surrounded by Ciroc but your boy sipping Hennessy
Loves is a hospital and I was born in V.I.P.
Sick and there’s no cure
Bad case of V.I.P.
Still in the game killing you can call us M.V.P.
Whole f-cking club jump in your cars and follow me
It’s dude from the Chi and the D.O. double G.

[Hook]
We platinum
Platinum stars
Platinum
Platinum chicks
Platinum
Platinum clothes
Platinum
Platinum rich
Platinum
Platinum shots
Platinum
Platinum flights
Platinum
Platinum cribs
Platinum
Platinum lights

[Snoop Dogg]
Let a muthaf-cker know from the ghetto
Limping, crimping and pimping mixing ‘em all
Fixing the ball drifting listen dawg
My rap is that, my Cadillac is dripping wet
You can bet, turn it up, roll it up, burn it up
Give it back to me let me show you how to move that groove that weed that do that
All in fallin’ ballin’ yellin’ doggy do that chew that
Record sales, hoe sales, detail, retail, you fail, we sell
ding dong get your momma ring your bell
Back in the club with my nephew Kellz
25 girls in the Dogg cartel and they do what the Dogg say grifted or walkway
Pimping on them all day can’t you tell
I’m liking it loving it cubbin’ it gubbin’ it drinks up blunts lit platinum boss shit
N-gga you know how we do this

[Hook]

[Snoop DDogg]
Take it back in the back of the car
Mack-mack like macking them hard, like that, quote backing them hard
Rich n-gga with a platinum card in a platinum car with mink on the seat
Hoes on the street cause they all wanna make that trip to the promised land
Little mama can give it to me like I’m the man
Give it to me like I told you
Grab you, flip you, hold you, break you down
Stop depress, drop your dress, cause I’m gon’ take you down
What d’you think I got drink and you won’t drink right now
Two shots and now you ready for that tat-tat-toawww
And I’m gon’ give you that
I know that you diggin’ that
Platinum smile on your face yeah they know I’m diggin’ that
And i’m liking it, loving it, cubbin’ it, gubbin’ it, drinks up blunts lit platinum
boss shit
You know how we do this

[Hook]
[Snoop Dogg - Platinum (feat. R. Kelly) Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

Look at us mob we at the bar
We going crazy woah
Earth is our turf
We on them jets
Leaving them haters woah
Snoop poppin’ bottles I got models
’bout to mix it woah
I see your man he causing problems ’bout to fix it woah
You cats is sloppy
Call me the clean up man
Pimpin’s my hobby
First love mic in hand
I got a platinum car
I got a platinum chain
I got a platinum chick
And she give me platinum brain
I ain’t gonna bullshit ya ladies
This the real thing
While they going gold
We done went platinum man

[Hook]

Friday, December 10, 2010

Rick Ross - Speedin' (ft. R. Kelly) Lyrics

Rick Ross - Speedin' (ft. R. Kelly) LyricsRick Ross - Speedin' (ft. R. Kelly) Lyrics

[Rick Ross]
Legendary, Runners, you know me, o ooooh, o ooooh
Trilla, o ooooh, o ooooh

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Every dollar that I count can't grow in my account
My account can't count up all my money in an hour
Cause it's comin too fast and I'm scared it won't last
Look that white girl in her face told her this was her last dance
GOD DAMN speed got my heart racin
See I don't have the nominations you can blame it on my occupation
Ceasar salad, Caesars Palace
You not a boss little nigga cause your cheese is average
In the Benz ak ridin shotgun
It's a Benz cause your broke 'til you got one
It ain't nothing do 100 in the maybach
Throwin money out the roof motherfuckin brake pads

[Chorus]
Fast life, I live, big cars, big cribs, speedin
I'm speedin, I can't stop it's all I know
From a youngin I was taught get doe
I'm speedin, speedin, I'm speedin

[Verse 2]
See people came lookin for me I got ghosts see the west coast
close and up in the lamontrose
Big money boss major
American idol, I got fans like fantasia
Read between the lines or yo ass like fantasia
Get hit between the eyes he died they can't save him
I'm a mosh I'm weevin no no but I'm speedin
Staring at the skyline I got a million on my mind I'm the best
and these pussy niggas running out of time Ricky Ross
I'm the chill quarter mill for the time piece
Ya I a bought a wheels like deals for the dime piece

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Sittin in the living room watching the Grammys
Wishing that was me that was on the Grammys
All I needed was someone to get behind me money rain on me
I was a D turmin I'll thirty shows a mill
Homey help me out cause this boy is a drug dealer
Nap time cause my gift grew wings
And now I'm flying down like the cool crew winds
Kells and ross on the hollywood scene
Red carpet and it's smellin like green
Now foss cause I got paid off collabo'
Was the hit hip-hop and R&B boss

[Chorus]
[Rick Ross - Speedin' (ft. R. Kelly) Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

We fly I think somebody followin we hear the helipad with ya bitch
You worth fifteen million baby don't try to blow it all in one week
Overseas boss (I'm speedin I'm speedin)
I'm a fly away on you haters
And I came up so fast movies, endorsements, films...
We own things... boss boss boss