Snoop Dogg – Do It When I’m In It Lyrics

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[Intro: Jermaine Dupri & Ozuna]
(Hi Music Hi Flow)
Y’all know who this is
(Ozuna, jaja)

[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri]
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
From the LBC shore, wheels up on the G4
Louis bag with the Gucci loafs, silk shirt with a mink coat
Flying in, selling game to all you hoes and you’re buying in
Legend in your presence, hiding
Got a room full of bitches and they lying there
High in there, ain’t no fire, but a lot of wine in there
They get it, ain’t no WiFi
On the low, close the door, bitch, I Spy
See when I pull up, jump in, we slip out
Roll up, roll out, get mines, dip out
She had to come and give a real Crip a taste
Out of pocket, never that stayin’ in stripper’s place
Big brown ass with some fat titties
And baby make magic when I’m in the city

[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri]
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)

[Verse 2: Ozuna]
(Jaja; ma’)
Ya perdí la cuenta de lo que me estoy buscando
Gastando, viajando el mundo, en un avión rodando (Un avión rodando)
Tu mujer me está chequeando (-tá chequeando)
Y no le cuente’ que en el año son treinta palo’ sonando (-ta palo’ sonando)
Balenciaga, flow de Richard Mille, de Patek, de [?]
¿Quién te enseñó ese, quién fue? (Ah)
Lo que tú hace’ ahora ya yo lo pasé, ah (Ya yo lo pasé, ah)
A melón por año estuviera en ’93 (Ah)
Que tú no tienes flow, yo lo valgo y lo mantengo (Y lo mantengo)
Tírenme to’, que con ustedes me entretengo (Me entretengo)
Tú suenas bien pero el jarabe yo lo tengo (Ay, yo lo tengo)
Bajé pa’l barrio, de ahí es que yo me mantengo (Nah, jaja)
Que tú no tienes flow, yo lo valgo y lo mantengo (Y lo mantengo)
Tírenme to’, que con ustedes me entretengo (Yo me entretengo)
Tú suenas bien pero el jarabe yo lo tengo (Prr, prr, ja)
Bajé pa’l barrio, de ahí es que yo me mantengo (Hi Music Hi Flow)

[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri]
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)

[Verse 3: Slim Jxmmi]
Eyes hid behind the tints on my glasses (I’m high)
Cartier frames, I become a fanatic (I’m blind)
Belaire champagne, we don’t drink out the glasses (No)
Time is money baby, so I quibble over semantics (Word)
Ace card good, but my license invalid (Word)
She gon’ throw it back, but it ain’t for the challenge (Throw it back)
I just seen Snoop park the Wraith at the valley (Wraith)
And we with crazy girls, so the girls gotta be ’bout it (Let’s go)
From the zip to the LBC, we make the girls get W-E-T
I see you, I know you see me
Can I get sloppy in the foreign two seater? (Skrt)
Yeah, mami, call me, “Big papi” (Big Papi)
Chop a nigga, don’t speak ’cause I’m rich and groovy
Got hits like Rudy, make a bitch whistle me
Tequila got me loopy, Russ pack, fruity (Nigga)

[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri]
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)

[Outro: Ozuna]
O-Ozuna, ja
Hi Music Hi Flow
Pue-Puerto Rico
Dominican Republic, baby, ja
Nibiru, Nibiru, Nibiru, Nibiru
Dimelo Vi, ja

Moonshine Bandits – Sweet Home California Lyrics

MOONSHINE BANDITS
Sweet Home California Lyrics

Turn it up

Woooow woooow wooooo

It’s the wild wild west the wild wild west
It’s the wild wild west
It’s the wild wild west it’s the wild wild west

I’d like to welcome everybody to the wild wild west
The sunshine state where we get krunk the best
From the Bay to L.A., Sac-Town and back
Through the Valley of the Cali keep the kegs on tap
And if the party’s gonna pop then the party gonna crack
And the party don’t stop; Cali got my back
We got them big boy 4 bys, rolling with Guiness
Them low rider riders that are rolling with switches
Gangsters, skaters, bikers, strippers
Lakers, Raiders, Niners, Clippers
Choppers, coppers, can I get a witness?
Come on ma, you know why you want to hit this
Sixteen switches on an Eldo-rad-io
Smoke down windows with a banging audio
This how we roll when we roll when we roll
You know how we blow when we blow that dro
Cali Coast

Sweet Home California, Califo-hor-nia
Where my skies are always blue (where my skies are always blue)
Sweet home California, sweet home, oh yeah
I love coming home to you

Lord I’m coming home to you
Now my old town is like every small town, on the wild west coast
We get rowdy and we cut loose, we some bad ass dudes
Intoxicated from the whiskey (oh yeah), intoxicated from the rhythm and blues
(Let me help you sing, let me help you sing)
Moonshine go coast to coast
We gonna sing songs play show to show
And we keep on moving down the yellow state
Slanging CDs out the tail gate
We going state to state for the place that we from
The town that we run, the sound that we brung
You can hear our sound all around the globe, but there’s only one place that we call home and that’s…

Sweet Home California, Califo-hor-nia
Where my skies are always blue (where my skies are always blue)
Sweet home California, sweet home, oh yeah
I love coming home to you
Lord I’m coming home to you

I’m in the In & Out Burger then I’m hitting the club
I’m in the Pink Poodle, San-ho gettin’ some love
I’m in the Arco on Saxscot box above
I’m in my black cadillac bumping California love
I’m in the GB-freed in the SBC watching SF play against OAK
I’m in the LBC then the SAC but homie it’s still all C to the A
I’m in the floor seats with Jack Nichol watching the game
I’m in the LBC with ol’ Jesse James
I’m in the Humbolt county and we puffing the train
I’m in the double XL next to dre and the game
I’m up in Fresno Atark and we betting on the dogs
I got love for my Valley because we all stand tall
Where we from…

Sweet Home California, Califo-hor-nia
Where my skies are always blue (where my skies are always blue)
Sweet home California, sweet home, oh yeah
I love coming home to you
Lord I’m coming home to you

Wonder Broz – Chitty Chitty Lyrics

WONDER BROZ
Chitty Chitty Lyrics

Tool
I am that dude
GT repper
Gushers crew
Yeah I’m cool
Y-Yeah I’m nice
You better grab your girl
Hand cuff her right
I live that life
Life of a star
She ready
She sending me tweets
asking can we go steady
I’m like hold up girl
You’re coming on heavy
She says anything I wanna do
She’ll let me
Wow what can I say
But yes
She know the words to the song
I’m very impressed
She like how I dougie
And when ya boy flex
How I’m so connected
People show respect
Microphone check
Yeah the bugets is high
Lay low for a minute
But the buds didn’t die
Ya boy stay fly,
Fly like a new fit
Ask about Tool
Watch the responses

[Chorus]
She like my crew
She like my moves
She like my style
She like my cool
She like me Gennis
She like me Tool
Well baby girl guess what
We like you too

She like our
Chitty chitty chitty chitty chitty bang bang

Chitty chitty chitty chitty chitty bang bang (x8)

Hold up
Yeah the truth is in location
With more play then hit the radio station
Not from Jersey legit situation
Don’t blame me
Blame my dad for my creation
I’m pacing on the quest
To be the best
When I snatch up a girl don’t bother call her
next
I leave nothing left
Just leave them a mess
Then they never complaining
After rocking with the best
I’m Gennis
For those who don’t know let me tell you
A+ swag so
I’ll never ever fail ya
Never ever trail ya
I takes the lead
It’s money over everything
(M.O.E)
I swift on my toes
Q-Quick on my feet
Pavin the way to be next from the LBC
Like my girls coordinated I can ride the beat
No vegetarians allowed
Gotta like the meat
She gotta love me
She gotta love T
She got to be willing to do anything I need
Yes indeed
Baby ride for a G
And tell the world what it means to see

[Chorus]
She like my crew
She like my moves
She like my style
She like my cool
She like me Gennis
She like me Tool
Well baby girl guess what
We like you too

She like our
Chitty chitty chitty chitty chitty bang bang

Chitty chitty chitty chitty chitty bang bang (x8)

Snoop Dogg – Transition

[Intro: The Notorious B.I.G.]
It’s really just making a transition of being a street hustler nigga to like a [?] star
Jahlil Beats, holla at me

[Verse: Snoop Dogg]
Me and my homeboys walked up in the strip club
37 deep, Long Beach, 20 crip, cous’
I could really give a fuck about a bitch, cous’
We in this motherfucker tryna hit a lick, cous’
Pouring drinks in a bitch face, tryna pop a bottle with a model
I bought a whole case
Glasses up, asses up
They paying homage to a nigga like a [?]
VIP scene looking like a massacre
This little bitch got mad ’cause I wouldn’t dance with her
It’s all a setup, I sat up, get up, and listen to the [?]
Balls up, real nigga, punk bitch move back
Let me get my vape on
Don’t trip, super crip with my cape on
Bacon, how much am I gon’ take on?
It don’t matter at all, no ladder to fall
You either the bat or the ball
Through the heart of it all, true heart of it all
Sipping on this liquor, tryna hit this lick up
And when it’s done, I make the pick up, kick up more dust
Word on the street’s the shit had to be us
Now they wanna see us, so we LBC ya
I take off the [?] and I spin it on my rear
Yeah motherfucker, we up
Shoe box money with two Glocks on me
In case y’all put the motherfucking pigs on me
The little homie with the shit, homie
Tiny cous’, big cous’ look stoney
All he ever wanted was the money, but we’ll take it all
And we never hesitate to break it off
So cold on the pole, baby shake it off
Shake it off, shake it off (shake it, shake it)
Yeah, shake it off, shake it off (take it off)
I see you get money, more dollars
No money, no pussy, no habla (no habla Ingles)
I see you get money, more dollars (money, money, money, money)
No money, no pussy, no habla (no habla Ingles)
Yeah
So when you see a nigga sitting up in a ace of diamonds
Or you may see me [?]
Wherever you see me at, you gotta know and understand
It’s not a trick, it may be a lick
Haha, yeah nigga
See, you want the honey
All we want is the money
Believe that
Gangsta (my nigga we so motherfucking)
Gangsta (my nigga we so motherfucking)
Gangsta (my nigga we so motherfucking)
Gangsta (my nigga we so motherfucking)
Gangsta

[Outro: The Notorious B.I.G.]
It’s really just making a transition of being a street hustler nigga to like a [?] star

Snoop Dogg – Transition Lyrics

[Intro: The Notorious B.I.G.]
It’s really just making a transition of being a street hustler nigga to like a [?] star
Jahlil Beats, holla at me

[Verse: Snoop Dogg]
Me and my homeboys walked up in the strip club
37 deep, Long Beach, 20 crip, cous’
I could really give a fuck about a bitch, cous’
We in this motherfucker tryna hit a lick, cous’
Pouring drinks in a bitch face, tryna pop a bottle with a model
I bought a whole case
Glasses up, asses up
They paying homage to a nigga like a [?]
VIP scene looking like a massacre
This little bitch got mad ’cause I wouldn’t dance with her
It’s all a setup, I sat up, get up, and listen to the [?]
Balls up, real nigga, punk bitch move back
Let me get my vape on
Don’t trip, super crip with my cape on
Bacon, how much am I gon’ take on?
It don’t matter at all, no ladder to fall
You either the bat or the ball
Through the heart of it all, true heart of it all
Sipping on this liquor, tryna hit this lick up
And when it’s done, I make the pick up, kick up more dust
Word on the street’s the shit had to be us
Now they wanna see us, so we LBC ya
I take off the [?] and I spin it on my rear
Yeah motherfucker, we up
Shoe box money with two Glocks on me
In case y’all put the motherfucking pigs on me
The little homie with the shit, homie
Tiny cous’, big cous’ look stoney
All he ever wanted was the money, but we’ll take it all
And we never hesitate to break it off
So cold on the pole, baby shake it off
Shake it off, shake it off (shake it, shake it)
Yeah, shake it off, shake it off (take it off)
I see you get money, more dollars
No money, no pussy, no habla (no habla Ingles)
I see you get money, more dollars (money, money, money, money)
No money, no pussy, no habla (no habla Ingles)
Yeah
So when you see a nigga sitting up in a ace of diamonds
Or you may see me [?]
Wherever you see me at, you gotta know and understand
It’s not a trick, it may be a lick
Haha, yeah nigga
See, you want the honey
All we want is the money
Believe that
Gangsta (my nigga we so motherfucking)
Gangsta (my nigga we so motherfucking)
Gangsta (my nigga we so motherfucking)
Gangsta (my nigga we so motherfucking)
Gangsta

[Outro: The Notorious B.I.G.]
It’s really just making a transition of being a street hustler nigga to like a [?] star

Transition

Lyrics to ‘Transition’ by Snoop Dogg:

–Intro: The Notorious B.I.G.–
It’s really just making a transition of being a street hustler nigga to like a [?] star
Jahlil Beats, holla at me

–Verse: Snoop Dogg–
Me and my homeboys walked up in the strip club
37 deep, Long Beach, 20 crip, cous’
I could really give a fuck about a bitch, cous’
We in this motherfucker tryna hit a lick, cous’
Pouring drinks in a bitch face, tryna pop a bottle with a model
I bought a whole case
Glasses up, asses up
They paying homage to a nigga like a [?]
VIP scene looking like a massacre
This little bitch got mad ’cause I wouldn’t dance with her
It’s all a setup, I sat up, get up, and listen to the [?]
Balls up, real nigga, punk bitch move back
Let me get my vape on
Don’t trip, super crip with my cape on
Bacon, how much am I gon’ take on?
It don’t matter at all, no ladder to fall
You either the bat or the ball
Through the heart of it all, true heart of it all
Sipping on this liquor, tryna hit this lick up
And when it’s done, I make the pick up, kick up more dust
Word on the street’s the shit had to be us
Now they wanna see us, so we LBC ya
I take off the [?] and I spin it on my rear
Yeah motherfucker, we up
Shoe box money with two Glocks on me
In case y’all put the motherfucking pigs on me
The little homie with the shit, homie
Tiny cous’, big cous’ look stoney
All he ever wanted was the money, but we’ll take it all
And we never hesitate to break it off
So cold on the pole, baby shake it off
Shake it off, shake it off (shake it, shake it)
Yeah, shake it off, shake it off (take it off)
I see you get money, more dollars
No money, no pussy, no habla (no habla Ingles)
I see you get money, more dollars (money, money, money, money)
No money, no pussy, no habla (no habla Ingles)
Yeah
So when you see a nigga sitting up in a ace of diamonds
Or you may see me [?]
Wherever you see me at, you gotta know and understand
It’s not a trick, it may be a lick
Haha, yeah nigga
See, you want the honey
All we want is the money
Believe that
Gangsta (my nigga we so motherfucking)
Gangsta (my nigga we so motherfucking)
Gangsta (my nigga we so motherfucking)
Gangsta (my nigga we so motherfucking)
Gangsta

–Outro: The Notorious B.I.G.–
It’s really just making a transition of being a street hustler nigga to like a [?] star

Calvin Harris – Holiday Lyrics

CALVIN HARRIS
Holiday Lyrics

Look, open your eyes, déjà vu
In ways I knew my focus remains on you
I’m so true, I love that, ’cause who woulda knew?
LBC, me do, what it do
Question: is your bath water ready for ya?
‘Cause I could be the man for ya
Baby, are your bills paid?
Were those dinner reservations made?
The whistles, the bells
How ’bout your hair?
What about your nails?
See I could have it done for ya
Looks like I’m the one for ya
I’ll crack the whip and get a little action in here, my dear
But first, relax a bit
The questions and answers are clear

A holiday
What you wanna do?
Want to do with you
Let’s make everyday a holiday
What you wanna do?
Want to do with you

Takeoff
Smile at you (smile)
I got my eyes on you (eyes)
I wanna climb on you
Can I ride with you? (can I?)
Touch the sky with you? (phew)
Ahuh-huh-huh-huh
Say the place and we go where you wanna go (where?)
She say Rodeo, I say I’m thinking ’bout Tokyo (Tokyo)
With the top gone, won’t turn to Mysterio (Mysterio)
Singing every word of my song that’s on radio (aye)
I’ma roll one, I know that you don’t smoke (I know)
Sit back, let your mind float
Never give up hope
And if ya got a problem, let me know (let me know)
I try my best to keep you close
The life we in, no boss to match ’em on the ropes (ooh)
If I’m top ten, well, when I gotta be the GOAT (GOAT)
I feel like when I step in (what?)
Gotta make an announcement
But y’all know

Tiny C Style – Black Ice

Black out on a nigga and give him the whole thang
City under siege, cold world and a dirty game
I needed green, that was the reason I sold ‘cane
I switch lanes, forever moving, ain’t shit changed
The bitch pussy good, got my high like an airplane
Well off, to the motherfucking Jets mane
My flow futuristic, just like the Jetson’s
I ain’t platinum yet, but believe me I’m on my way
Like a nigga on the chain who got less than 30 days
Got a play to make a hundred in less than 30 days
Repeat it 12 times, that’s 1.2
Tuck a mill away, and then go invest the two
Keep in mind businesses, between no debt due
On the road to success, hot pursuit of the loot
Stand for something, don’t fall for anything, was taught as a youth
This message is being brought to you, by a young OG
I’m certified out the LBC
Tryna touch what I never touched, see what I never seen
My niggas flockin’, moving work just to get the green
Multi before I die, long as YG

[Outro]
Back like I never left
Well off G’s
JLR niggas
Yeah
Tryna touch what I never touched, see what I never seen
I’m tryna touch what I never touched, see what I never seen
Multi before I die
Yeah