Lyrics:
[will.i.am]:
oh myyyy
oh myy gosh
i did it again, so i'm gone let the beat drop
oh myy gosh
[usher]:
baby let me..
baby let me..
baby let me..
down real slow
Back back it up for me drop it down real slow
That's my cleopatra nobody gotta ask her
Where she got that gold she gon die with it don't
make that ass hot
Song done, drop it like a ass shot
Boy stuntin' got they ass hot
Go on nigga, drop 'em like a ass shot
Jump on this beat and get they
Fade Away Feat. Airinna Namara, Hunter Williams, Lil Bonk
Policy / Fade Away Feat. Airinna Namara, Hunter Williams, Lil Bonk
Fade Away - Lyrics By
Money flow like rain into my pocket
(drip drop)
I give thanks before I even got it
(thank you God)
That's I how sustain all that I pop with
(Pop
katt williams
Bitch haters starin in my soul
Right when i step in the buildin
My niggas told me talk my shit
That’s prolly why my breath kickin
These
stop
Beat drop
You know nought
That boy hot
Just in case y'all forgot
Work grind don't stop aye
Work grind don't stop hit it
Nought
That boy hot
Just in
Let the hard times go by and the sun rise
When I'm flying high (High)
Feeling like young William Wallace (Wallace)
Ain't no novice, gotta keep it
living at
She gone drop the dot then we gone cinemax shoot us a movie than shoot him in the back
Nigga put the phone down boy stop filming that
Nigga put
when the beat drop
Turned into a Skeleton waiting on Detox
So I dropped like a bag of potatoes
Cooking with a bag in the lab with some Jamo
High as sun
pay, gonna make my fedy
Keep the beat steady drop your drop on the belly
Make your trunk wave, keep your corner paid
Make that trunk wave from
so...
[Wiseguy]
Yo, yo, yo; can I get a chance to drop in the cipher?
Set the shit on fire
Yo why the, beats stop?
I don't know the beat-box is coming in
is
He wanted to shine at the swap meet
Til the white boys got him in that hot seat
I only love it when her hair long
You should listen to this beat
is
He wanted to shine at the swap meet
Til the white boys got him in that hot seat
I only love it when her hair long
You should listen to this beat
[Will.I.Am]
One for the treble
Two for the bass
3 for the ladies
And four for the blaze
Yo yo yo
It's that heat, that heat, that heat, that
She looked at the pictures on a newspaper pane
That was taped to the window
To keep out the wind
To keep out the rain
To keep out the nonsense
like ""Yeah {bitch}, gimme this!""
And roll off that drop top off the lot
I'm beatin down your block, what the {fuck} y'all got? (woop! woop!)
of
The missus and me
Then ran off to Cray to D
To make Real Love without me
Trying na phase me
Flavour's ain't got me that hazy
If you needed help
You could'a
it, throw it a boss wanna see it
Just give me a call and I'll beat it
I'll be all where your seat is
Mary jane got me moving slow, I blow that by
that's just the way I'm built
Nasty what, classy, still
Straight out the gate y'all, we drop hits
Now tell me, how nasty can you get
All the way from
dollars worth of
Diamonds just to flex
That Wayne Williams shit was sick
Sidney Dorsey trial was thick
Love Atlanta give a million up just
To get back
ready fi this
Mr. Lover keep yuh rockin di beat
[Chorus]
I said hey (Hey) you (You) standin over there by that wall
Get (Get) up (Up) do your thing
Drop Tha Beat, hear me out time to lemme know
The crown is mine and yes you already know
Money man Fame yo that's what they call me
Run around town
Pop-pop turn your sweater to a crop top
Killin' you and whoever in that drop top
Etcetera, etcetera and it will not stop
Just shoot, shoot like doot,
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