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Light It Up

[Intro: Tyga]
You a real bitch, light it up (Light it up)
You a real bitch, go 'n light it up (Light it up)
It's your birthday, go 'n light it up (Light it up)
I'm drunk and I'm throwin' middle fingers up
(Mello made it right)
 
[Verse 1: Tyga]
Pass me the kush, we gon' light it up (Light it up)
I'm drunk and I'm throwin' middle fingers up (Fingers up)
Slide in my DM, you can hit me up (Hit me up)
She wanna be the one, she ain't the only one (No)
I got a bop in the trap, got a bop on my lap (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm a dog but I ain't got to chase the cat (Nah)
They pull up where I'm at, get the addy for their friends (Yeah)
I don't keep loose change and I don't top loose ends
If a nigga want beef, if a bitch want beef
We put it on the grill, serve that bitch to the street (Blah)
She call me Young Beckham, 'cause a nigga go deep (Yeah)
I live by the beat, I'ma kill what I eat (Ayy)
 
[Chorus: Tyga & Chris Brown, Both]
If you a real bitch, light it up (Light it up)
If you a real bitch, go 'n light it up (Light it up, light it up)
It's your birthday, go 'n light it up (Light it up, ayy)
I'm drunk and I'm throwin' middle fingers up (Fingers up, fingers)
Ooh, my niggas gon' light it up (Light it up, light it up)
If you a real nigga, go 'n light it up (Light it up)
It's your birthday, light it up (Light it up)
It's you a real bitch, go 'n light it up (Light it up)
 
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
She can get it running over me (Yeah)
She heard about me and she know I'm a freak (Ooh)
She can top, running over me (Over me, yeah)
Girl, you know ain't no controllin' me (No, no)
Close your mouth when I'm facing you (Yeah)
I don't chase (When I drink in it, straight up)
Tell your girl she can play with it (Ooh)
Light it up so we stay lit
We gon' keep it going like (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I know you see the smoke in the air, yeah, yeah
(You see that smoke, you see)
You might get up, Mami
Don't tell nobody
Don't mean to push up on you
Whiskey keeping you balanced
Throw that ass backward while that ass clapping
Ooh woah, light it up
 
[Chorus: Tyga & Chris Brown, Both]
If you a real bitch, light it up (Light it up)
If you a real bitch, go 'n light it up (Light it up, light it up)
It's your birthday, go 'n light it up (Light it up, ayy)
I'm drunk and I'm throwin' middle fingers up (Fingers up, fingers)
Ooh, my niggas gon' light it up (Light it up, light it up)
If you a real nigga, go 'n light it up (Light it up)
It's your birthday, light it up (Light it up)
It's you a real bitch, go 'n light it up (Light it up)
 
[Outro: Tyga & Chris Brown]
Yeah, Mello (You a real bitch, light it up)
T-raw, C-Breezy
If you a real bitch, go 'n light it up
You a real bitch, light it up
If you a real bitch, go 'n light it up
 

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BOSS

[Chorus: Beyoncé]
Ain't nothing to it
Real one
Ain't nothing to it
Boss
Ain't nothing to it
Real one
Ain't nothing to it
(There's nothing)
Boss
 
[Verse 1: Beyoncé]
I pay the cost
Who gone take it off (take it off)
On the court than I ball (I ball)
I ignored a lot of calls (click, click)
You ain't talking about nothing
I ain't got no time
Got that deniro on my mind
I got real problems just like you (Bitch!)
Tell that bitch, I don't like you (I don't fuck with you)
 
[Chorus: Beyoncé]
Ain't nothing to it
Real one
Ain't nothing to it
Boss
Ain't nothing to it
Real one
Ain't nothing to it
I boss
Ooh, real one
I'm a boss
 
[Verse 2: JAY-Z & Beyoncé]
Hundred million crib, three million watch, all facts
No cap, false nigga you not a boss, you got a boss
Niggas getting jerk, that shit hurts, I take it personally
Niggas rather work for the man than to work with me
Just so they can pretend they on my level, that shit is irkin' to me
Pride always goeth before the fall, almost certainly
It's disturbing what I gross (What I gross!)
Survey says you not even close (Not even close)
Everybody's bosses, to the time that pay for the office
To them invoices, separate the men from the boys
Over here we measure success by how many people successful next to you
Here we say you broke if everybody gets broke except for you
Boss!
 
[Chorus: Beyoncé]
Ain't nothing to it
Real one
Ain't nothing to it
Boss
Ain't nothing to it
Real one
Ain't nothing to it
I boss
Ooh, real one
I'm a boss
Oh, yeah
 
[Verse 3: Beyoncé]
Ain't nothing to it, I boss so I bought my momma a whip
My great, great, grandchildren already rich
That's a lot of brown children on your Forbes list
Probably looking around my compound on my fortress, boss
I be ridin' around with my seat reclining
Droppin' my daughter off at school every morning
We slammin' car doors
I be true balling on these bum whores
You ain't talking about nothing
I ain't got no time, boss
Chill, tell them pets they gotta relax
Toes in the sand, momma gettin' fast
 
[Chorus: Beyoncé]
Ain't nothing to it
Real one
Ain't nothing to it
Boss
Ain't nothing to it
Real one
Ain't nothing to it
I boss
Ooh, real one
I'm a boss
Oh, yeah
 
[Outro: Beyoncé]
Ooh, ooh, I'm a boss
 

The Crutch

I should have turned and walked away
But I got tangled in your chains
A trail of dead for all to see
You shut the cage and stole the key
Your state of mind revealed
That my love for you was real
They say in time wounds heal
But I got nothing left to steal
My mouth is shut, my lips are sealed
You are the crutch of this disease
And I've been locked in your machine
Sit here and rot, or break this deal
I spill my blood on the checkered floor
You got me crawling back for more
You set the trap, I'll take the bait
A bed of nails I can't escape
Your state of mind revealed
That my love for you was real
They say in time wounds heal
But I got nothing left to steal
My mouth is shut, my lips are sealed
You are the crutch of this disease
And I've been locked in your machine
Sit here and rot, or break this deal
Now it's so dark that I can't see
The mental scars you left on me
So dig your nails and grind your teeth
I'm in your clutch for eternity
Yeah, I know it's hard for you to see
The mental scars you left on me
So dig your nails and grind your teeth
I'm in your clutch for eternity
My mouth is shut, my lips are sealed
You are the crutch of this disease
And I've been locked in your machine
Sit here and rot, or break this deal
Oh, my mouth is shut, my lips are sealed
You are the crutch of this disease
And I've been locked in your machine
Sit here and rot, or break this deal
 

That's How

[Hook]
{*scratched*: 'Niggas, crackers, whities, jews..'}
This is how it happens to you
That's how people get fucked up!
{*scratched*: 'Niggas, crackers, whities, jews..'}
 
This is how it happens to you
That's how people get fucked up!
 
[Kuniva]
Yo, if you a loudmouth, trying to wild out
And we see just how you laying and we peeped yo' style out
(You a punk!) When you chilling out in front of your truck and get stuck
That's how niggas get fucked up!
[Proof]
No love at home with your kinfolk
And the world just keep fucking with your mental
And all these kids making fun of your trench coat
That's how students get shot up!
[Kon Artis]
Hating on us but you come to our show
(Fuck them niggas) I crowd surf and you let me go
(Oh no!) Whup yo' ass when I get off the flo', just so you know tough
That's how haters get fucked up!
[Swift]
When the police pull you over and shit
Then find ganja, now every month they checking on yo' piss
They getting mad cuz you ain't come back since, and now they sweating you
That's how P.O.'s get fucked up!
 
[Kuniva]
When your mans hook you up with a bitch
Over the phone and when you see her she ugly as shit (god damn!)
Now at the end of date she want a kiss, AND some dick
That's how blind dates get fucked up!
[Proof]
Saying we not a real crew with a lot of skill
And only one nigga in our crew make the dollar bills
Y'all fools just mad cause y'all ain't got a deal
Local rappers talk too much!
[Kon Artis]
(We gon' rob this bank) but you roll with punks
Manager tripped the alarm and you all get stuck
Cops got AK's, y'all only got pumps - that shit's just dumb
That's how Cousey got locked up!
[Swift]
When yo' ass wanna walk in a club
Instead of telling you to wait, the nigga wanna push and shove
(Move!) Then get trampled from the niggas you brung, so move over
That's how bouncers get fucked up!
 
[Hook]
 
[Kuniva]
When you get your guns out of the stash
And gather all your homies up to go and shoot up a pad
Soon as you finish y'all run out of gas - you better haul ass
That's how drivebys get fucked up!
[Proof]
Mixing weed with the brew, ecstasy and Kahlua
Gasoline fumes, nitrous balloons
Acid tab-lets and the magic mushrooms
That's how D12 get fucked up!
[Kon Artis]
(Hey I like your records) but my album ain't dropped
(Dr. Dre's my favorite) bitch get off his jock
Got a backstage pass and I need to get off; wanna meet da-da-d-Doc
That's how groupies get tossed up!
[Bizarre]
Drop out of school, take drugs and molest sluts
Got your girlfriend sucking on my left nut
Your parents don't like me, but guess what?
Cause Bizarre don't give a fuck!
 
[Kuniva]
Chokin your wife all in front of your peeps (bitch!)
She toss a brick through the window of your Jeep
Get back together by the end of the week, that's so sweet!
Slim and Kim argue too much!
[Proof]
Invite a ho to your house while your bitch is out
Now you got your dick all up in her fucking mouth
Pull it out and then you bust off on her favorite blouse
That's how Clinton got caught up!
[Kon Artis]
Steal cars, wreck bars, get fucked up beyond
Recognition walk in titty clubs like we stars
Our mission every day is just to smoke bongs and fuck bitches in thongs
That's how Runyan Ave. is cut!
[Swift]
When your life wasn't raised up right
Then see your mother coming home with different niggas every night
And then you run into the one you don't like; so get the FUCK lost
That's how step-dads get fucked up!
 
[Hook X2]
 

Blind Date

there is no repentence
for the time that I'ce been waiting
getting excited and expecting him
half past ten in the evening
he told me nine he would be coming
i kept on walking and turning to the clock
can't wait for the moment
its gonna be a big event
i'll be meeting him this evening
by the corner where he stands
 
doesn't broke for disco
he can beat the chance
so we're going through a concert
where rock and roll is heard
 
on a blind date
yes a blind date
 
a man is coming closer
his face is getting clearer
he just looked familiar, i know
throw myself before him
our eyes met each other
this is not the first time we're together
 
this is the moment, its the big event
met him just this evening
by the corner where he stand
doesn't broke for disco (??)
he can't beat the chance
so we're going through a concert
where rock and roll is heard
 
on a blind date
yes a blind date
 
(INTERLUDE)
 
our hearts come closer
as he took me by the hand
feelin that so hard to understand
our hands held each other
our hearts beat together
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
forever
 
this is the moment, its the big event
met him just this evening
by the corner where he stand
doesn't broke for disco (??)
he can't beat the chance
so we're going through a concert
where rock and roll is heard
 
on a blind date
yes a blind date
he's my blind date
yes my blind date
he's my soulmate
on a blind date