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I'm Comin' [Featuring Tra-Knox]

Will Smith

Willennium

1999

Artist: Will Smith f/ Tra-Knox
Will:
 Ugh, Ugh, I'm comin' (echoes)...
 ...Watch ya back, I'm comin...
[Man (singing):]
 Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

We gotta take the power back
Come on, come on!
We gotta take the power back

Ah yeah we're gonna break it down
Aw shit!
Ugh!
Dont stop, and ya

(Pink)
Candy Pink (Ugh, yeah, ooo)
Ride right with my town, right with my ream (Ugh, yeah, ooo)
Yeah my girlie bad, my bitch is mean (Hmm, yeah, huh)

Webbie

Dababy

Back on My Baby Jesus Sh!t

2017

and pick your bitch
Up and bent her over and beat her up (ugh)
Your bitch is a dog need a leash or sum (rrrr)
She suckin' on me like a leech or sum (ugh

Double Barrel

Dave & Ansel Collins

Strictly Drum and Bass: The Roots of Sly and Robbie

2007

ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh ugh
Break it up, push your lips now

You're fine baby, you're fine
I am the magnificent, double u o o o
Good God, too much, I like it

Star of the Show

Wiz Khalifa

Rolling Papers

2011

Yeah
Ugh
Ugh
Ugh

See I've been going on and on forever
Them haters probably wonder when I'm gone stop, never
Most of it's been good but I've seen

(ugh)
Tell shawty bust it open, Uncle Luke on
Got a present for the present and a gift wrapping
I don't feel good, but my trigger happy (bah)
Bet

‘Ugh ugh What up Reef?'

Yo, I'm horse-backin' the drum from the kick to the snare
Get them shits in the air, the shit is fixin' to flare
Spit

L' is Gone

Ayana

No Seeds, No Stems, Just Hits

When we were introduced by your girl Ruth
I knew that you got down skin caramel complexion, lips chocolate brown
(I'm wonderin' now)
Ugh, would

Ooh okay, okay, ooh (Go)
Okay, cool (Go, ugh) ooh
Okay, okay, ooh (Go, ugh)
Okay, heyshootbaby, ooh
(Real Murdaworth shit, bitch)
Ayy ayy, Swerve

I'm Gonna Crawl

DMX

Nutty Professor II: The Klumps

2000

the block
I just did shit to get shit (Ugh!)
Niggaz always knew I was down to hit shit that's why I stayed rich shit (What!)
Played with shit but it wasn't

Make Love to a Thug

Sons of Funk

The Game of Funk

1998

featuring Master P 



Huh nigga what? 

Master P: Ugh!! Thugs need love too!!!!(x4) 



Verse 1 



Master P: 

I live my life fast

it real down here down here
Ay, Blunt get filled round here round here 
Ay,You know the deal down here down here
Ay...Ay...Ay..Ugh
Ay...Ay...Ay..Ugh

Do ya Celly,
Everybody getting Jelly ( ugh huh )
Peanut butter wit the bread ( yah yah )
Down the middle we could split it 
( ugh huh )
But don't cut

instead
Dew rags and baguettes
Penthouse and privates jets
Yeah yeah
Met a girl in Dubai
She like to fuck and get high
Ugh
I give her mine
Pussy get drunk

done
Step out wit my diamonds got me bright like the sun
I’m up 10 on the haters
I cant do no favors
I’m reaching the a-list ugh
They ain’t want me

stone
And we can’t keep control
Can’t hold up the load
We both act like animals
You my favorite piece of art
Ugh
When we dancing in the dark
Ugh
When

Ugh
Sipping HENNY straight from the bottle
Hai
Find me in L.A. Fuckin' wit a model
Yeah
Ugh
Sipping HENNY straight from the bottle
Hai
Ugh
Find me in

payments, payments
Get my family out the basement, basement
Watch some tears run down they faces, ugh ugh
Ion even want be famous, famous
Just enough to make

Ugh I put my team on my back
I’m bringing them wit me I know that they bout it
I cannot fuck wit a bum I need me a Model like Megan the Stallion

)
Know i gotta Watch They moves cuz I know they move in secret (Sneaky)
I just
Always stay
Ughh ugh
On the low
Ugh ugh
Yea I gotta be
Ugh
So careful

me alone
I moved on, so hit my phone, yeah , yeah

Ugh, ugh, yeah
Ugh, ugh, yeah, yeah
Ugh, ugh, yeah
Ugh, ugh, yeah, yeah

seat
Cadillac's back seat
Homie you ain't really bout shit ( Bout shit ) ugh ugh  
Homie, homie you ain't really bout shit ( Bout shit ) ugh ugh yea

Too many people were my friends became my enemies (Ugh)
They became my enemies
They say I’m fake and I’m a snake keep that same energy (Ugh)
Make