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Wherever The Rhythm Takes Me - Alisha

Batty Rider - Buju Banton

Girrrrls, all fruits ripe

Unuh a gwaaan good

I waaan yuh jus trussss mi

Hear whyme holla!Gal yuh see yuh battyrider, murda

Yuh mus fi waan di DJ charge fa (a death)

Woman yuh see yuh battyrider, murda

Yuh mus fi waan di DJ charge faShorts hitch up pon yuh saddle, ride up pon yuh back

Exposin yuh property, man a seh it fat

Merchandise everyday deh deh neva run outta stops

Full a shape like a coke bottle without di top

Tings a gwaan fi yuh body, trus me pon dat

All fruits ripe, so mek dem gwaan chat

Weh dem a duh, weh dem a try, whoo dem a try stop

Fram battyrider a wear gal yuh haffi inna dat, so mi sehGal yuh see yuh battyrider, murda

Yuh mus fi waan di DJ charge fa (a death)

Woman yuh see yuh battyrider, murda

Yuh mus fi waan di DJ charge faIt cyan, hol inna buk it cyan, hol inna pan

Mi i-dren Wayne Wonder want a fraction

Di DJ waan fi know, a weh she get it from

Battyrider di gal a use, an a mad man

Without di battyrider, Jacqueline nah go out

If di face nah seh one, di body fi a shock out

So she a go check a jus mecca later down a south

War come a dance, deh come mor come shock outWoman yuh see yuh battyrider, murder

Yuh mus fi waan di DJ charge fa (a dead!)

Gal yuh see yuh battyrider, murder

Yuh mus fi waan di DJ charge faNuff gal inna batty shorts, feel seh dem hot

But dem flop! Cah unda dem batty jaw black

So yuh fi, banner di lola an deal wid di case

Go do bogle dance, an mek up yuh face

An mek yuh mate know yuh hav a slice of di cake

Cah yuh battyrider, it a mash up di place, so mi sehWoman yuh see yuh battyrider, murder

Yuh mus fi waan di DJ charge fa (a dead!)

Gal yuh see yuh battyrider, murder

Yuh mus fi waan di DJ charge faShorts hitch up pon yuh saddle, ride up pon yuh back

Exposin yuh property, man a seh it fat

Merchandise everyday dem neva run outta stops

Unu shape like a coke bottle without di top

Tings a gwaan fi yuh body gal straight to di max

Jump an shock out, yuh a hear mi non-stop, mi call!Woman yuh see yuh battyrider, murder

Yuh mus fi waan di DJ charge fa (real!)

Gal yuh see yuh battyrider, murder

Yuh mus fi waan di DJ chargeIt cyan, hol inna buk it cyan, hol inna pan

I-dren wayney wonder cry fi a fraction

Buju Banton waan fi know, a weh she get it from

Battyrider di gal a use, an a mad man

Without di battyrider, Jacqueline nah go out

If har face nah seh one, di body fi a shock out

So she a go check har dress mega, later dung a south

Dance seh around, an she waan fi shock

Model pon har mate, an dance all a pole

Do dib ogle dance an push up har mouthGal yuh see yuh battyrider, murder

Yuh mus fi waan di DJ charge fa (real!)

Gal yuh see yuh battyrider, murder

Yuh mus fi waan di DJ chargeNuff gal inna batty shorts, so tings a get hot

But dem flop! Cah unda dem batty jaw black

So yuh fi, banner di lola, deal wid di case

Go do bogle dance, skin up yuh face

An mek yuh mate know seh a you run di place, so mi sehGal yuh see yuh battyrider, murder

Yuh mus fi waan di DJ charge fa (a dead!)

Gal yuh see yuh battyrider, murder

Yuh mus fi waan di DJ chargeDraws hitch up pon yuh saddle, ride up pon yuh back

Exposin yuh property, man a seh it fat

Merchandise everyday dem neva run outta stops

Unu shape like a coke bottle without di top

Cry fi yuh body gal straight to di max

Tings a, gwaan fi yuh body, woman non-stop

All fruits ripe, jus trus mi pon dat mi hollaGal yuh see yuh battyrider, murder

Yuh mus fi waan di DJ charge fa (a dead!)

Woman yuh see yuh battyrider, murder

Yuh mus fi waan di DJ chargeIt cyan, hol inna buk it cyan, hol inna pan

I-dren wayney wonder cry fi a fraction

Buju Banton waan fi know, a weh she get it from

Battyrider she hav a lose har mad manWoman yuh see yuh battyrider, murder

Yuh mus fi waan di DJ charge fa (a dead!)

Gal yuh see yuh battyrider, murder

Yuh mus fi waan di DJ charge

Jealous (feat. DJ Khaled, Lil Wayne And Big Sean) - Chris Brown

Jealous, jealous

We The Best Music

Oh, oh, oh

They don't want us together, 'gether

Another one

You need somebody, babe, you need somebody, babe

DJ KhaledI pick you up in my ride

Make sure you waitin' outside when I pull up

I told my niggas I can't slide (no, no, ha)

Just to be right by your side

I could've been anywhere, but I'm right here

I want you all to myself

I grab your hips and I

Tell you you're the one for me (yup!)

Tell you I got all you need

'Cause I want your body (yo' body)

Yeah, yeah

All over my body (body)

And I know that they hatin'

They say I'm no good

But I know that they watchin' (no, no)Girl, I can tell that you need some love in your life

And I'm the one, don't let no one change your mind

Fuck what they sayGirl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous

Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether

Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous

Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether

Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous

Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether

Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous

Don't want us together, 'gether, 'getherYou mad or you jealous, you sad or you settle

The brighter the rainbow, the badder the weather

The good with the bad, but the badder the better

Bring my sand to the beach, nigga, and to the desert

We fell from the heavens, we landed like feathers

The rose in the rubble, keep your nose out our petals

Your hoes know my schedule, and my hoes know I'm special

They know not to question, bitch, you know I'm not Alexa

She, she post a pic of me and her from her iPad

You know them hoes don't like that but her likes at

Jealousy is a disease, you could die mad

Tunechi, Sean, CB, Khaled, hi thereBut girl, I can tell you need some love in your life

And I'm the one, don't let no one change your mind (oh, na, na, na)

Fuck what they sayGirl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous

Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether

Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous

Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether

Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous

Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether

Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous

Don't want us together, 'gether, 'getherDawg it's these jealous ass hoes I can't relate to

The type to follow you but hardly follow through

You say I'm on your mind

I'm wondering why I'm not on you

Girl, you fresh out the shower

Towel around your head like you Erykah Badu

It's lookin' like a spa day

I rearrange your chakras listenin' to Sade

Let's take a road trip and get high on the highway

My great spend time, lay back and watch the sky change

And I hear the jealousy but look, I never listen

The quickest way to let something die is lack of attention

And you got it all

You looking good is my intention

'Cause we on the same shit, straight upBut girl, I can tell you need some love in your life

And I'm the one, don't let no one change your mind (oh, na, na, na)

Fuck what they sayGirl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous

Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether

Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous

Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether

Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous

Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether

Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous

Don't want us together, 'gether, 'getherThese niggas really scared I'ma take they chick

Must be the money, 'cause the young boy rich

You could drop a dime, but I make it make sense

Girl, you coming home with me

You the last number on my call list

Pull up on me, girl, let's get lit

I think I hit a lick

I think I hit a lickGirl, I can tell that you need some love in your life

And I'm the one, don't let no one change your mind

Fuck what they sayGirl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous

Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether

Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous

Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether

Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous

Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether

Girl, they just jealous, jealous, jealous

Don't want us together, 'gether, 'gether

Don't want us togetherJealous, jealous, jealous

Oh, oh

Don't want us together, 'gether

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Jealous, jealous, jealous

Oh, oh

Don't want us together, 'gether

I think I hit a lick, yeah, yeah

We Taking Over - DJ Khaled

DJ Khaled:

Born and raised in the county of Dade (Ahhhh)

Born and raised, born-born and raised

Born and raised in the county of Dade

DJ Khaled

(When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5 )

Trick Daddy (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5)

Rick Ross, Pitbull, The Bottom

Listenn niggaVerse 1

Trick Daddy:

'Til a nigga D-I-E, I be forever thuggin' baby

The same nigga, that's why the streets still love me baby

Bitch I'm from Dade County

See I'm a 7-Trey Chevrolet Impala dope rider

I'll blow ya doors off

You race your car 'gainst my car

I'll leave yo' ass so far you'll doze off

And when I take off, it's like I took off

And when I ride by, it's like i fly by

You like a slow-motion, all in 3-D

Cuz everywhere I go, they by like "Ay yo"

I fit the description

Black tee addicted, big Glock wit' me

For Dade County niggaHook

Pitbull:

It's that little chico Pitbull,

I'd just like to welcome y'all to where I been born

(Ay Khaled spin that up dog)

I been raised, in the county of Dade, you know

You got them boys that pass by in them old school Chevy's wit' the top downs

Beats that, you know, make the trunk rattle, rear-views shake

Then they look at you wit' they gold smile

Let you know what it isVerse 2

Pitbull:

I been born and raised in the county of Dade

The land of the haze, the cocaine capitol

We ain't just hittin' you buddy, we Warren Sapp'n' ya

We comin' hard like them Cubans in the 80's dog

Go ahead, throw it in the pot, I bet it's raw

(Spanish)

Everything that I do, do

Everything that I say, say

Everywhere that I go I let 'em know hey, I'm from the county of Dade

Old school Chevy heavy

Old school niggaz preachin'

Young niggaz wildin', gettin' rich off keys and violence

Trick, he's the mayor

Luke, he's the king

I'm Mr. 3-0-5, put that on a triplebeam

I bet I weight out more than a boat out in the keys

Holla at them Haitians, let them know this nick's on me

What's up, DadeHook:

Rick Ross:

You see him, you see him

Ross, you see him, you see him

Trick, Pitbull, DJ Khaled

3-0-5, M-I-Yayo

(Born and raised, born and raised, born and raised in the county of Dade)Verse 3

Rick Ross:

I got road dogs doin' that 20-to-life

You try me, and I'ma get 20 tonight

You think your bitch bad, man I got 20 alike

Not the car but you know I be pushin' the white

Dippin' Chevy in syrup, digital dash

No bank accounts, my money in bags

Go do the physics, cuz when I whip it

And I love to whip it

That's just another digit

This my city, in my city ya gotta tote fire

Over town, they'll bust ya head cuz it won't slide

Brown sub'll wet ya ass like a dope ride

You're dead wrong for thinkin' them chicos won't ride

Ober locker revolve around that big 4-5

Them lil' Haitians, they take ya ass for a boat ride

In Carol City, niggaz quick to blow the plane wit' it

Unpack the sack and kill the game wit' it

RossHook:

Born and raised, born-born and raised

Born and raised in the county of Dade

Born-born and raised, born-born and raised

Born-born and raised in the county of Dade

(Repeat)DJ Khaled:

Yeah it's DJ Khaled, do or die

Big Dog Pitbull, Terror Squadron AKA The Beat Novocain

Rest in peace to my dog Uncle Al

I rep my city

Dade County

No. 1 Contender - Dj Maj

Verse 1Sit back get close and listen don't need ya 20/20

This here for people who be counted few amongst the many,

Oh not just you but any can get shand like remy remy

Get brown like jimmy jimmy - james down now really, really. ohh

Commence to lockin' hip non-stop hop-rockin',

Yes-yes and it don't becuz we just so good to it,

Whatever you call it from cali to charlotte we spit universal dialect and everybody grooves to it. (now who is this)

Shabach, the sponsor of course from them camp quesos' and we can't stop makin' that(hook)

This that music-

That make you wanna stand up and throw your hands up and let the world just know what your made ofê

-this that music-ê

That for sees the dreams of young teens who've seen asking what does it all meanêê

-this that music-êê

The quick to box you in reach the unreach and connect to themêê

-this that music-êê

That brings it full circle back round the table where the dirty be foundVerse 2

This is for the people unwilling to sink through

Pitfalls earthquakes that lay underneath you

Those who stand tall when others are afraid to

Rise up climb up when odds are against you

No matter what you been through what your now into this is faith music

So watch what we do with it-food for thought use it and let it just soak a bit

Let yourself go like type of musicVerse 3

Shake your money maker, dance it for the savior

Gonna be hotter later better tell ya neighbor (music)

That makes me wanna water them seeds

And bring harvest to a world of weeds

And give hope to a person in need and

Band aid to a heart that bleeds

But some of us aint up to speed,

Ya holla with a mic in ya hand that's just it

U just holla with a mic - (music!)

That makes me wanna slap ya back and have respect for this thang called rap,

You a chump not a champ you got monthly cramps,

Pretender i worship the #1 contender now(hook)Verse 4

I spit gravy and grits makin your lady flip,

Shakin ya hips stay and be my baby,

Hip hop don't mean a thing to me lately its so easy

Its like white magic dj and 'dem slick keeping it greasy,

This weak industry feeding me so i'll shriek for infinity

Leaving ya vicinity grinning for freaks, bump the popular

I be poppin them like heat up on the poppy seeds

Dj controlling your mind , cq we do ride and move

You and pin ya'll like voodoo dolls not use my

Mooshoo my tongues my pistol my life is my

Prizm my crystal my light's spectrum for christ, so who

Do you like let me advise my christ give me a high i'm feeling it now

Baby pa, so gather round little children gather round dj maj

Campquest bring that funk to town - lets go!(hook)(vamp)

Throw up both of your hands to the #1 contender (4x)

Exceso de velocidad (remix) - Rick Ross

[DJ Khaled]

Remix, Speedin' Remix, el movimiento

Te presenté a los proyectos, te presenté a la campana

Te presenté al ghet-to, te presenté a Rick Ross

El Jefe ha vuelto, Trilla

Este es el remix, Speedin' Remix (Ross me consiguió Speedin' baby)

Somos los mejores

[Plies]

Esto para todos mis matones, trabajando en pastillas

Me hace correr en tu cuna

Pónganlos detrás de la oreja

Traje de mono, máscara negra, equipo de City Boy

Slippin' tiene un montón de negros golpeados este año

He estado despierto dos días heterosexual, sin dormir

Viniendo con helicópteros al acecho de las profundidades

Saltando en la primera cosa, mira dulce

Los dudosos tienen los matones apretando los dientes

Coche lleno de tirar el calor chico grande

Dos nuevos K colgando de los asientos

Sí, me ha dado velocidad toda la semana

[Hombre Pájaro]

G4 directamente desde el N.O

Si conseguimos dinero, nos quedamos volando hasta el próximo espectáculo

Tenemos dinero, quédate volando hasta que lleguemos más

Tenemos perras, con este flujo de efectivo

Pon la H en el capó

Pon uno en el bien

Coloque una losa en la madera

Rayos, Ross y yo estamos bien

Un negro de cien millones de dólares, colgado en el capó

[Busta Rhymes]

Mira, estoy haciendo donas en las calles (Calles), pedaleando hasta el vidrio (Vidrio)

Mi señor tiene Murci�Lago max en el tablero

El negro de velocidad no puede verme en un abrir y cerrar de ojos

Tienes que ir a cámara lenta para que puedas verme cuando pase

¿Sabes qué hacer cuando me veas darme mi dinero?

Cuando tire hacia arriba, deje caer las bolsas de pan, entonces estoy haciendo un guión

No hay confusión entender ningún truco

Duke es como el Autobahn, ignorando los límites de velocidad

Vida rápida, chicas rápidas, vamos rápido amigo

Comida rápida, autos rápidos, tenemos dinero rápido

Por la charla que hemos estado haciendo esto, caliéntelo

Y cuando me traes mi pastel más vale que lo acelere

[Gancho - R. Kelly con DJ Drama ad-libs]

Vida rápida, vivo, coches grandes, cunas grandes

Speeeeed, Speedin'

Speeeeed, estoy acelerando

No puedo parar, es todo lo que sé

De un joven me enseñaron a conseguir dinero

Speeeeed, Speedin'

Speeeeed, estoy acelerando

[Webbie]

Es todo un gran Ricky en mi nuevo Bentley

Haciendo un dólar cincuenta finna para conseguir otro boleto de comida

No soy gracioso. No veo la competencia

Desde que un joven consigue el dinero todo lo que he comprendido

Salón de negocios culo, pelota 'hasta que caigas sí

Siéntense en el culo, ahora veo por qué están locos

Os dejo el culo, no os veo culo

Si cruzas esa línea, te pongo tres en la cara, acelerando

[Gorila Zoe]

Diecisiete cinco, maldita mentira

Los negros del país pagan casi veinticinco

¿Quién los recogerá, recogerá el primer vuelo?

Llama a Ricky Ross

Tirarlos en el maletero (Tronco) Los voy a pegar en el guardabarros (Fender)

Raspando el plato como si un negro estuviera cenando

Estoy acelerando, bajito, te estás tropezando

Si ves las luces azules homie estoy dippin'

[Gordo Joe]

Niggaz quiere la capucha rep la capucha de vuelta

Joey el Don me llaman Cook Crack

Si los miras mal, lo empujan hacia atrás

De harapos a riquezas y nunca mirar atrás

Estoy viendo a los pelícanos volar a Rick y a mí corriendo en Diddy en barcos

Lanzando dinero al aire y tu negro son chistes

Nueva York, Nueva York gran ciudad de sueños

Soy un bebé estafador Soy adicto a la crema

Estoy hablando de dinero, coches, azadas, perras

Toma un maldito traje, deja que los federales tomen fotos

Ochenta y ocho posan sólo yo y mi negro

Gracias a Dios por ese blanco si te sientes religioso

[Antorcha]

Crecí en el lado del crimen, el lado horario de Nueva York

Níquel y monedas para sobrevivir

Recién salido de la lata, planes de millones de dólares

Tratando de triplicar el dinero de la hierba Sabes que estoy diciendo

Preciso con los piratas blancos un trabajo mi trabajo para hacerlo difícil

La única manera de salir del barrio rap, crack, o jugar a la pelota

Nadie va a tocar el plato si no voy a comer

Dame dos veinte en el tablero, déjame verlo, Antorcha

[Juego de armas]

Descansa en paz Chad Butler, te veré cuando llegue allí

Pero por ahora estoy haciendo noventa en un cigarrillo con perras

Mirando hacia atrás en el año pasado riéndose del espejo

Estoy en la TV, me veo un poco más claro

Pareces un poco preocupado, relájate y ven y hueles el dinero en la bolsa

Soy un accidente, demasiados cientos en el tablero

Asesino viene conmigo, sabes lo que quiero decir, Holla conmigo

Trilla, Gun Play, Triple C Me voy de aquí

[Gancho - R. Kelly con DJ Bigga Rankin ad-libs]

[Flo Rida]

Flo Rida, Nací al guión digital

Voy al gueto millas por hora, sin paso de velocidad

Un Dale ganar noquear a mi mamá embarazada tan rápido

Dijeron que era mi papá

Es «Good Times» Junior NASCAR pero en un caddy

Esta vez, los soplones no lo dirán

Yo era MTV cuando la pelota cayó playa

Tila en mi tequila antes de golpear a los doce

Gran Manzana con fondos de manzana los enemigos pueden ir al infierno

Número uno en la cartelera, Sr

Como un chico-yoy-yo-yoing, rebotar en mi fuerza tom

Tengo el nitro en el Ford, Alicia Keys con los acordes

Coches rápidos, quiero más

[Brisco]

Estoy viviendo la vida en el carril rápido sin L ni frenos

¿Por qué debería preocuparme mañana cuando lo hago hoy?

No hay seguro en el Chevy, pero está bien

Diles que me atrapen si pueden mientras estoy huyendo

Ridin' H.O.V., estoy rociando nitroso para que no puedan verme

Verme, soy P.O.E

Cada vez que vengo

Y lo haría si pudiera, pero no puedo bajar la velocidad

[Rick Ross]

Lo que necesitan sólo para dar la vida a un negro

Dale veinte años sólo para alimentar a un negro arroz

Ponme en un agujero para dejarme ver la luz

Porque algún negro aquí libre ni siquiera vive bien

Cinco estrellas G, mi auto de alquiler

Si tenemos que comer poniendo H en las calles

Refugio de heroína, graven de heroína

Pensarías que soy un bebé de heroína

Es un año nuevo, año nuevo, dinero nuevo, dinero

Nuevos zapatos Louie y cuestan unos pocos cientos

Dejó el caso de la punta todavía los compró nuevo Tommy

Tengo más 'scrilla para negro con nuevo drama, jefe

[Lil' Wayne]

Young Money, lidiando con Ross

Parte superior hacia atrás pie izquierdo hacia fuera el Porsche

Pie derecho plano, estoy bien en el Porsche

Err, ahí va Shaq tratando de parar en el Porsche

Pero quemo a ese policía camino a Opa-Locka

Brisco holla de vuelta, voy a estar aquí de hecho

Como si hubiera dejado algo tan pronto como dejé algo

Me dijo que fuera a casa de Damon y que fuera y Weezy F algo

Ferrari F ejecutar la prueba de Lamborghini

Me llaman hombre del tiempo Lo hago llover y mi pecho soleado

Sí, cariño, me importa un comino el resto, cariño

Dinero en efectivo, dinero joven nunca menos dinero

Todo lo que hacemos es conseguir dinero, todo lo que hacemos es apostar dinero

Todo lo que hacemos es dejar dinero, ir y conseguir dinero

Eso es dinero, Young Weezy

[*Golpe para*]

Cariño, ja, ja

Y este era el remix bebé

Caller #10 1 - 69 Boyz