Dile lyrics - Akon

Oh Oh, Oh Oh, Oh Oh Oh, Oh

Llamalo, dile que esta noche tu no va' llegar
Dicelo que tu te viene conmigo
Yo estoy aqui pa' ser tu abrigo (eh)
Llamalo, no te eches pa' tras y cuentale la verdad
(Dile) Que tu te viene conmigo
Yo estoy aqui pa' ser tu abrigo
Y seguimos siendo amigos

Dile que te perdio y que no joda mas
Yo no quiero verte mas llorar
Ay, dile a el que tiene que saber que no vas a volver
Dile que te perdio y que no joda mas
Yo no quiero verte mas llorar
Ay, dile a el que tiene que saber que no vas a volver
(Dile) Dile, Dile
(Dile) Dile, Dile
(Dile) Dile, Dile
(Dile) Dile, Dile

Call 'em (call 'em) tell 'em that you got a new nigga loving you
Baby call 'em (please call 'em) and tell 'em how much that I really be wanting you
Baby call 'em (call 'em) tell 'em this love is not enough
Love when I got your bottom up and when we do it I give up all, uh girl call 'em all (call 'em)
Cause I know that they don't really need you
And I know that he don't really please you (don't please you) like I do and I think you know that too
And there's no need to choose

Dile que te perdio y que no joda mas
Yo no quiero verte mas llorar
Ay, dile a el que tiene que saber que no vas a volver
Dile que te perdio y que no joda mas
Yo no quiero verte mas llorar
Ay, dile a el que tiene que saber que no vas a volver
(Dile) Dile, Dile
(Dile) Dile, Dile
(Dile) Dile, Dile
(Dile) Dile, Dile

Dile (eh)
Dile (eh)
Dile (eh)
Dile
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Innocente lyrics - Akon

Oh, yeah yeah yeah
El Negreeto
Fuego

No era asi cuando te conoci
Y yo loquito por ti baby
Ante' tan inocente como cambia la gente como cambia la gente

Ta' mas buena que nunca, yeah
Yo me enamore otra ve'
De esa pose, ese vestido dolce
Te conozco desde highschool
Siempre me ha gustado tu actitud, yeah
Baby entonces, que vamo' a hacer entonces
Loco contigo (contigo)
Estoy loco por hacerte el amor
Y no mire el reloj deja todo al olvido (olvido)
Y ahorita si me gusta mejor

Porque no viene ida queda conmigo (conmigo)
Se que solo te gusta hacerlo prohibido
Se sentia tan real estando contigo (contigo)
Juro que esta yo no me olvido

Ta' mas buena que nunca, yeah
Yo me enamore otra ve'
De esa pose, ese vestido dolce
Te conozco desde highschool
Siempre me ha gustado tu actitud, yeah
Baby entonces, que vamo' a hacer entonces
Loco contigo (contigo)
Estoy loco por hacerte el amor
Y no mire el reloj deja todo al olvido (olvido)
Y ahorita si me gusta mejor

No era asi cuando te conoci
Y yo loquito por ti, baby
Ante' tan inocente como cambia la gente como cambia la gente

Ta' mas buena que nunca, yeah
Yo me enamore otra ve'
De esa pose, ese vestido dolce
Te conozco desde highschool
Siempre me ha gustado tu actitud, yeah
Baby entonces, que vamo' a hacer entonces
Loco contigo (contigo)
Estoy loco por hacerte el amor
Y no mire el reloj deja todo al olvido (olvido)
Y ahorita si me gusta mejor

Loco contigo (contigo)
Loco contigo (contigo)
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Sólo Tú lyrics - Akon (feat. Farruko)

[Akon {Farruko}:]
Rumba, weah
¡Akon!
Rumba, weah
(Sólo tú, uh)
El Negreeto
That's my guy Farruko (Rumba, weah)
{Yeh-yeh, yeh-yeh}

[Akon (Farruko) {Both}:]
Sólo tú-ú, uh-uh
Nadie más que tú-ú, uh-uh (¡Pu-pu-pu-pum!)
Sólo {tú-ú, uh-uh-uh}
Nadie más que {tú-ú, uh-uh} Oye; (¡Pu-pu-pu-pum!)

Ah, yeh-eh-eh
{Ah, yeh-eh-eh}
{Ah, yeh-eh-eh}
Por fin a tus brazos llegué
Ah, yeh-eh-eh (Rumba, weah)
Ah, yeh-eh-eh (Rumba, weah)
{Ah, yeh-eh-eh}
Rumba, weah (Yeh-yeh, yeh-yeh; ¡Farru!)
Rumba, weah

[Farruko:]
¿De dónde tú saliste, bebé?
No sabes cuánto te busqué, bebé
Dónde estabas que no te encontraba
Una como tú, yo necesitaba
Que el corazón me lo robara, y me lo meneara rico en la cama (Pu-pu-pu-pum)
Solo tú tiene' esa maña, no sé (No sé)
Que a mí me gusta y me fascina, bebé (Me fascina, bebé, eh-eh)
Y abusa conmigo, dale
'Tás buscando que por pelo te jale (Eh-eh)
Tú y yo no somo' iguale'
Pero si tú entra' de aquí no sale', eh-eh

[Akon (Farruko) {Both}:]
Sólo tú-ú, uh-uh
Nadie más que tú-ú, uh-uh (¡Pu-pu-pu-pum!)
Sólo {tú-ú, uh-uh-uh}
Nadie más que {tú-ú, uh-uh} Oye; (¡Pu-pu-pu-pum!)

Ah, yeh-eh-eh
{Ah, yeh-eh-eh}
{Ah, yeh-eh-eh}
Por fin a tus brazos llegué
Ah, yeh-eh-eh (Rumba, weah)
Ah, yeh-eh-eh (Rumba, weah)
{Ah, yeh-eh-eh}
Rumba, weah
Por fin a tus brazos llegué (Rumba, weah)

[Akon:]
Yeah, I've been around the world and I, I, I
I finally found my baby (Baby)
The one that drive me crazy (Crazy)
And I been a good boy lately
Body so bad, ay-ay-ay-ay (Ay)
The way that booty rotate (Rotate)
When you walk in towards me
I knew that one was for me

[Akon {Farruko}:]
Woah, wanna live, wanna live out my dream with you
Woah, wanna build out my, build out my team with you
Found the one I could lean on (Oh, yeah, yeah)
The one I won't cheat on (Oh, no)
Drop me down on my knees, oh no {¡Pu-pu-pu-pum!}

[Akon (Farruko) {Both}:]
Sólo tú-ú, uh-uh
Nadie más que tú-ú, uh-uh (¡Pu-pu-pu-pum!)
Sólo {tú-ú, uh-uh-uh}
Nadie más que {tú-ú, uh-uh} Oye; (¡Pu-pu-pu-pum!)

Ah, yeh-eh-eh
{Ah, yeh-eh-eh}
{Ah, yeh-eh-eh}
Por fin a tus brazos llegué
Ah, yeh-eh-eh (Rumba, weah)
Ah, yeh-eh-eh (Rumba, weah)
{Ah, yeh-eh-eh}
Rumba, weah
Por fin a tus brazos llegué (Rumba, weah)

Sólo tú-ú, uh-uh
Nadie más que tú-ú, uh-uh (¡Pu-pu-pu-pum!)
Sólo {tú-ú, uh-uh-uh}
Nadie más que {tú-ú, uh-uh} Oye; (¡Pu-pu-pu-pum!)

Ah, yeh-eh-eh
{Ah, yeh-eh-eh}
{Ah, yeh-eh-eh}
Por fin a tus brazos llegué
Ah, yeh-eh-eh (Rumba, weah)
Ah, yeh-eh-eh (Rumba, weah)
{Ah, yeh-eh-eh}
Rumba, weah
Por fin a tus brazos llegué (Rumba, weah)

Ah-yeh
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Baila Conmigo lyrics - Akon

Te estoy llamando mi amor, ya lo he pensado mejor
Fueron los tragos, oh no, que te causaron dolor

Escúchame, solo atiéndeme
Te fallé una vez, no lo vuelvo a hacer

Te tengo frente a frente, amor, frente, amor, oh oh
Yo te tengo frente a frente amor, frente, amor, oh oh
Baila conmigo (Baila), baila conmigo (Baila)
Baila conmigo (Baila), baila conmigo (Baila)

Tienes que entender, no lo vuelvo a hacer
No te quiero perder, tú eres mi mujer
Borra lo que pasó, solo estamos tu y yo
Y empecemos de nuevo

Escúchame, solo atiéndeme
Te fallé una vez, no lo vuelvo a hacer

Te tengo frente a frente, amor, frente, amor, oh oh
Yo te tengo frente a frente amor, frente, amor, oh oh
Baila conmigo (Baila), baila conmigo (Baila)
Baila conmigo (Baila), baila conmigo (Baila)
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Te tengo frente a frente, amor, frente, amor, oh oh
Yo te tengo frente a frente amor, frente, amor, oh oh
Baila conmigo (Baila), baila conmigo (Baila)
Baila conmigo (Baila), baila conmigo (Baila)
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mixtape: Konkrete 2 (2018)












 

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Weekend lyrics - Akon (feat. Usher)

[Akon:]
Shawty you dancing so close
And I just can't keep my hands of you babe
And I just can't explain
Why I can't leave here without you girl
I tell you simple and plain
Don't even need to know your name
'Cause shawty your face and your booty
Makes you a cutie
Baby you're more than a dime
Ooh listen girl I want you to do me
Really and truthfully
Baby I don't wanna waste your time
Oh

'Cause after tonight girl
You might never see me again
See me again yeah
'Cause after tonight girl
I'll be the story that you tell to your friends
Your friends about the weekend
About the weekend
About the things that me and you did on the weekend
About the weekend
About the weekend
About the things that me and you both did
On the weekend

[Usher:]
Put the no disturb sign out
It's alright
Turn your phone off
And I turn my phone off
Nobody will be able to find us
It will be just you and I
Your face and your booty
Makes you a cutie
Baby you're more than a dime
Ooh listen girl I want you to do me
Really and truthfully
Baby I don't wanna waste your time

'Cause after tonight girl
You might never see me again
See me again yeah
'Cause after tonight
I'll be the story that you tell to your friends
Your friends about the weekend
About the weekend
About the things that me and you did on the weekend
About the weekend
About the weekend
About the things that me and you both did
On the weekend

[Akon:]
Friday we bang on the bed
Saturday we do it again
Sunday you'll need you some rest 'cause you gotta be at work on Monday

[Usher:]
Banging the bed
Saturday we do it again
Sunday you'll need you some rest 'cause you gotta be at work on Monday

'Cause after tonight girl
You might never see me again, again
After tonight
I'll be the story that you tell to your friends
Your friends about the weekend
About the weekend
About the things that me and you did on the weekend
About the weekend
About the weekend
About the things that me and you both did
On the weekend
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Honey I'm Home lyrics - Akon (feat. 2 Chainz)

[Akon:]
Honey I'm home
I don't know what it is, but it keeps callin' my name
Can't imagine me leavin' this game
I'll tell you what it is, it's the money that calls
To closin' all these fast-ass hoes
It got me married to the streets, married to these streets, married to these streets (streets)
It got me married to the streets, married to these streets
Yeah yeah
Honey I'm home
2 Chainz
Noddles, let's get it!

[2 Chainz:]
The feds tappin' phones, so I talk in code
The shit jumpin' at the gym and I ain't talkin' pros
Polo on my drawers, Bentley on my driveway
I was in the trap while you was on MySpace
Money-on-my-mind state. Increase the crime rate
Pinky ring so big, you can see it on a blind date
Car game, I rate, whip parked outside
SS on it, and that stands for South Side
Outside, coolin', deuce and the juices
2 cups on me, shout out to Houston
We got a problem Houston
They take my style, they boostin'
They lame and they all knew it
Ask your girl and they all knew it

[Akon:]
Honey I'm home
I don't know what it is, but it keeps callin' my name
Can't imagine me leavin' this game
I'll tell you what it is, it's the money that calls
To closin' all these fast-ass hoes
It got me married to the streets, married to these streets, married to these streets (streets)
It got me married to the streets, married to these streets
Yeah yeah
Honey I'm home
I don't know what it is, but it keeps callin' my name
Can't imagine me leavin' this game
I'll tell you what it is, it's the money that calls
To closin' all these fast-ass hoes
It got me married to the streets, married to these streets, married to these streets (streets)
It got me married to the streets, married to these streets
Yeah yeah
Honey I'm home

Yeah yeah
Honey I'm home
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Honey I'm home
Yeah, yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Honey I'm home
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Self Made lyrics - Akon (feat. French Montana, Juicy J & Project Pat)

[Akon:]
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
Do you make money, motherfucker?
I'm the mascot, baby
In the city in the crib off of Caspin, Christmas
Count the city that with the cash by Billy and I ain't gon' stop
No nigga, I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man

[French Montana:]
Self-made
Anthem on my life for the marching band
Montana, I'll beez the bomb like the Taliban
Poppin' like a frying pan, slide like a violin
Through the crackhole blindfold like a Telescan
Most underrated, but never underpaid
Fake niggas mad and all the real niggas glad he made it
Gladiator baby
Don't be actin' shady baby
Seein' they be shinin' through the diamonds, tryna see me baby
I'm the product, get that product baby serving dog
Fuckin' with the hottest, so the hottest I deserved the ball
It's that Cocaine Mafia Connect
Juicy J, Project Pat, Montana roger that

[Akon:]
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
Do you make money, motherfucker?
I'm the mascot, baby
In the city in the crib off of Caspin, Christmas
Count the city that with the cash by Billy and I ain't gon' stop
No nigga, I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man

[Juicy J:]
I done did what I had to
Grind on my own two
Feet from the street with the killers and the real goons
Watchin' out for popo
Tryna sell the Yayo
Tryna be the weed man
Even sell the beans man
I'm a always stand out
I don't take no handouts
But I take you're money bruh
Run up in you're gram house
I hustle 'til I die
With the rappin' with the trappin'
Whether be a hit man with the guns clappin'
Comin' straight from the hood, I'ma make it happen
I ain't never had shit, I had to sell or snatch it
Chrome cree fifty seven got always packed in
That I cut you're fuckin' head like a fuckin' hatchet

[Akon:]
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
Do you make money, motherfucker?
I'm the mascot, baby
In the city in the crib off of Caspin, Christmas
Count the city that with the cash by Billy and I ain't gon' stop
No nigga, I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man

[Project Pat:]
I'm self-made
Gettin' paid, went and found my own plug
Just like Frank Lucas did, went and got my own drugs
Taped up by my nugs, on the plane Cali buds
Soon as I hit the hood, I ain't showin' Cali love
Everything for the streets, nigga gotta give me me
Five hundred dollars ounce of purp in these Memphis street
I done made a killion off a drug dealion
Rap up 'bout my life and I sold me a million
Mr Gold Plate, get raw then we pop ya
DB investments, Cocaine mafia
Pistols and shotguns, grams and the hard run
Twenty eights on the dough, got these Hummers so much

[Akon:]
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
Do you make money, motherfucker?
I'm the mascot, baby
In the city in the crib off of Caspin, Christmas
Count the city that with the cash by Billy and I ain't gon' stop
No nigga, I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
I'm a self-made man, self-made man
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Survivor lyrics - Akon (with Mavado)

[Mavado (Akon):]
Aye (yeah!)
Anyway (oh!)
Gangster for life (Akon!)
Pray for my enemies don't pray for me (yeah!)
Mavado
We da best (gangster for life)

[Mavado:]
Oh the street is like a fire, (like a fire)
Show no sympathy, (oh no)
I'll be way up on the mountain, on the mountain
When they come for me, (yeah yeah)
'Cause I'm a survivor, survivor
I'm a survivor, oh, oh
'Cause I'm a survivor, survivor
I'm a survivor, oh, oh

When my enemies surround me
Nothing me no fear
'Cause them know which part to find me
I am like a flare
Mama know them want to kill me
Tell me how them ago see me
A nuh now them want to kill me
Who cares
As God is my provider
Every day I get wiser
I live by the sword

Oh the street is like a fire, like a fire
Show no sympathy, oh, no
I'll be way up on the mountain, on the mountain
When they come for me, yeah, yeah
'Cause I'm a survivor, survivor
I'm a survivor, oh, oh
'Cause I'm a survivor, survivor
I'm a survivor, oh, oh

[Akon:]
Seems there is no sympathy
Or no mercy for the weak
Won't surrender, no retreat
I'll make you remember me
And for those who want to kill me
Know exactly where to find me
Down in the concrete jungle
If I don't kill you first
Then please don't tempt me
A hundred miles and running
Never back down on an outlaw coming
Artillery looks stunning
M-16 torque gunning

[Mavado:]
'Cause I'm a survivor, survivor
I'm a survivor, oh, oh
'Cause I'm a survivor, survivor
I'm a survivor, oh, oh

I'm so high up on the mountain
Can't find my way back down
Watch me flow just like a fountain
Solid as a ground
Once you go up
Then you nuh fi come down
Revolution time, revolution sound
We da best
A the talk of the town
Forget the rest
A the talk of the town
All who want to kill me
Tell them me care zero
'Cause I'm a champion
I'm a hero

'Cause I'm a survivor, survivor
I'm a survivor, oh, oh
'Cause I'm a survivor, survivor
I'm a survivor, oh, oh
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Conspiracy lyrics - Akon

A dark windy road
Running down with my handgun
And it's so cold
Hide behind the filling station
I can feel the bloodhounds sniffing and getting closer
I need to leave town 'cause I just shot down an officer

A convict and I'm wanted
Two strikes and this will make three
They beat me down like Rodney
A victim of brutality it was self defense, self defense
Oh Lord knows that I'm innocent
Is a conspiracy

Requesting air support. Black male suspect running down i-101, north-east. Officer down. I repeat: officer down. Please respond

No time to waste
I'm running from incarceration
Get out my way 'cause I'm not going back to prison
They made me a outlaw
The moment when they stash that contraband in my car
Didn't do nothing illegal
But I've been set up to be the one to take the fall

Convict and I'm wanted
Two strikes and this will make three
They beat me down like Rodney
A victim of brutality, it was self-defense, self-defense
Oh Lord knows that I'm innocent it's a conspiracy
(Hey bud
Uh uh?
I need you to bring me anybody that
I can pin this on, ya hear me?
Yah
Get to work
Alright... alright... alright...)

Just another routine stop 'cause I was speeding
Thought they just give me a ticket and I'd be leaving
Little that I know I was a part of a bigger plot
Bad drug deal orchestrated by a crooked cop
Why so many of em, in one spot
Something isn't right, no is just not
But before I could figure out what was going on
I was on the ground getting beat up and stomped on
I'm half-dead, I'm half dead
What did I do to deserve this
I must escape before they kill a nigga
I grabbed the gun from his holster and pulled the trigger

A convict and I'm wanted
Two strikes and this will make three
They beat me down like Rodney
A victim of brutality, it was self defense, self defense
Oh Lord knows that I'm innocent it's a conspiracy
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Hurt Somebody lyrics - Akon (feat. French Montana)

This concrete is too cold, to be walking on it
Or else walking on it with no shoes on
Don't wanna struggle, oh no
Don't want it to become a habit

I've been living in the gutter with no shoes on
Let me get up out of here
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody

My momma need a crib, son needs some Jordans
This some bullshit, cause I can't afford them
Pairs listening, and the band recording
Trying to dodge the pen, hoping I survive the morning
Shit is getting hot, man I'm talking scorching
Watching bodies drop, trying to make a fortune
Dancing with no top, trying to skip my fork and
Wanna own the block then you gotta put your work in
Because

This concrete is too cold, to be walking on it
Or else walking on it with no shoes on
Don't wanna struggle, oh no
Don't want it to become a habit

I've been living in the gutter with no shoes on
Let me get up out of here
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody

You got the biggest gun, I hope it's for protection
How you never run, you just count your blessings
Beating down the drum, find me the connection
To get up off the slum, that's my only investment
Throw you to the ground, book you for possession
Now it's going down, now I teach them a lesson
Crooked as a clown, wishing I could arrest him
Guess they run the town, from the streets to the correction
So

This concrete is too cold, to be walking on it
Or else walking on it with no shoes on
Don't wanna struggle, oh no
Don't want it to become a habit

I've been living in the gutter with no shoes on
Let me get up out of here
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody

No way to dice that
Toss it against the wall
The way you like that
That's what you're doing dog
Gambling? What you like? Street gambling
Gambling? What you like? Street gambling
Gambling? What you like? Street gambling

This concrete is too cold, to be walking on it
Or else walking on it with no shoes on
Don't wanna struggle, oh no
Don't want it to become a habit

I've been living in the gutter with no shoes on
Let me get up out of here
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
Before I hurt somebody
Or I have to hurt somebody
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Be More Careful lyrics - Akon (feat. E-40)

The more I look at her, the more I look it here
The streets are kinda crazy like damn, I gots to be more careful
It's ugly out here mane

These niggas out here talkin', these bitches ain't no good
I'm strapped up and I'm on one and wishin' it go wood
I'm ridin' 'round in my big thang, still up in my hood
I'm ridin' 'round with that big thang 'cause niggas ain't no good

I've got to be, got to be, got to be more careful
I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful
I've got to be, got to be, got to be more careful
I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful

Like Scarface, who can I trust?
Bonfire, this only us
I'm outchea, I gotta have it
Paper chasin', I gotta grab it
Money talks, I don't talk about it
Take the loss, be a boss about it
Catch me slippin', I really doubt it
I don't leave my house without it
My masterpiece, bad about it
Jealous nigga, that's old shit
Laugh about, cop more whips
And hustle hard, get more chips
I got to be more careful, these niggas out here feds
I got to be more careful, go read what he said
It changed out here and all my silent niggas are gone
Somehow, somewhere, all the shit that went wrong
I never thought that it'd get to this
All these niggas, all snitchin' in
If it's too hot to handle it
Then stay on out and I'm catchin' in

These niggas out here talkin', these bitches ain't no good
I'm strapped up and I'm on one and wishin' it go wood
I'm ridin' 'round in my big thang, still up in my hood
I'm ridin' 'round with that big thang 'cause niggas ain't no good

I've got to be, got to be, got to be more careful
I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful
I've got to be, got to be, got to be more careful
I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful

They slip outchea, Deba
Got to be more careful
Never leave the crib, never leave my home
Without my street instrument, my baritone
Blat! This what I put aside
Polite on the sucker, leave his face in his lap
I get it play the game of death, they don't play fair
Gotta pack up 30 dig and always stay prepared
I got some Girl Scout cookies and some Jackie
A bad-ass bitch with a short hair
Tatiana Ali but, blowin' all up in my Ruprecon truck
Should I say G? Talk is cheap
Skatin' through the streets your tremendous ass be
My money kinda tall but I don't play ball
Actin' all the pictures nick the paint off the wall
What you need? Problem you havin' mane?
I'm like the concierge, I can get you anything
My heart that pump, get my heart pumped, propane
I've always been a factor, I ain't never gonna lame
Got a couple crash dummies that will wrap you like a mummy
Push you in the graveyard where it's dark, got Sunny
Do it for a friend but I ain't gotta give him money
Slap you with the kid and they'll do anything for me

These niggas out here talkin', these bitches ain't no good
I'm strapped up and I'm on one and wishin' it go wood
I'm ridin' 'round in my big thang, still up in my hood
I'm ridin' 'round with that big thang 'cause niggas ain't no good

I've got to be, got to be, got to be more careful
I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful
I've got to be, got to be, got to be more careful
I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful

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We On lyrics - Akon (feat. Yo Gotti)

My top down, my money long
My bitch bad and I'm packed up
Niggas like me these bitches fuck
He ain't hood no mo', he ain't strapped up
Y'all mixed up, thinkin' I won't call up my gorillas
I've got killers and Chinchillas, foreign car straight from the dealer
I'm worldwide and they love me when my PJ hit the soil
That cocka money ol, I've been fuckin' with the soil
See, all my bitches love me, they all be callin' me hubby
I've been thinkin' 'bout movin' to Miami and getting chubby

Been getting all this money and fuckin' all these bitches
Survive all these hoods, bumpin, we bumpin' these bitches
We on we on we on
We on we on we on
I see this Louie and this Gucci
This Bentley and this Prada
My swag's off the roof that's why these hoes tryin' harder
We on we on we on
We on we on we on

I pulled up in like full hoomer
Straight linen like dope money
Got a red bitch and a red 'rrari
If something comes, California
She mink skinned, her butter milk
My people me, might stand me up
Get the club, that Rollie watchin'
New Versace chain, they can't stand me
Heated up in the club and we poppin' these bitches
And we bumpin' in designer, we rockin', we on
We on, 20 racks and we shoppin'
8 million and it's droppin'
If you want it give me coppin'
Bitch, I'm tripped up like a light switch
On light me like a drag beat
Good round with that black truck
But don't steer back that white shit
Money, it's the root of all evil
I'm just tryna feed my people
Couple ounces for these streets, I'm on

Been getting all this money and fuckin' all these bitches
Survive all these hoods, bumpin, we bumpin' these bitches
We on we on we on
We on we on we on
I see this Louie and this Gucci
This Bentley and this Prada
My swag's off the roof that's why these hoes tryin' harder
We on we on we on
We on we on we on

We work hard, no sleep
You starve, we eat
No shorts, knee deep
Them Louie bags ain't cheap
And that's all that she wanted
Got 'er back and up on it
Remind me of my old battle bee and she might think I might clone it
Cute face, big ole ass
Lookin' like she J Lo
Diamond piece all over this smash
Tryna fuck the whole ano
Diamonds on my back, diamonds on my wrist
Might splurge a lil bit and put diamonds on this bitch

Been getting all this money and fuckin' all these bitches
Survive all these hoods, bumpin, we bumpin' these bitches
We on we on we on
We on we on we on
I see this Louie and this Gucci
This Bentley and this Prada
My swag's off the roof that's why these hoes tryin' harder
We on we on we on
We on we on we on
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Samn Damn Time Remix lyrics - Akon (feat. Future)

[Future:]
I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time
Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I'm at Pluto, I'm at Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, popping bottles, at the same damn time, ay

[Akon:]
I'm far with this shit, it's a lot going on at the same damn time right about now
I put that on my block, nigga this ain't nothin' new to me
Rollie on my wrist, designer shoes and a Gucci treat
Supermodel bitches and they frizz all in my bathroom'd up
Team money said they like 'er, I said fuck it then I'm passin' up
Got money to blow, I get it like I print it all
A million at the show, ain't no way that I could spend it all
Monday I be all up in my Lambo, cross me pocket chips
Tuesday pull the 'rrari up, say I'm on some floss 'n' shit
Wednesday I'm confused, I don't know which car to head on with
I want something new, I'm about to buy some other shit
But I don't know which car to go in yea
I said fuck it, went and bought a lil' jet

[Future:]
I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time
Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I'm at Pluto, I'm at Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, popping bottles, at the same damn time, ay

[Akon:]
I'm back up on my gunner shit, I fuck the bitch you comin' with
No squares in my circle, not the niggas that I haller with
God no, make no noise when I bust cause I muzzle it
1500 mill on the real I'm tryna double it
Fuck 'em with my diamond shine, fresh up off that diamond mine
Niggas come and get you like they propin' up in columbine
Columbine, propin' up in columbine
You don't want no problem, where I'm from they do this all the time
And you don't wanna gamble with your life
Like the chalk up on that sidewalk, my whips are all white
Crib is all white and that jewelry so bright
Multitask with this pimpin', we could do this all night

[Future:]
I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time
Fucking two bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I'm at Pluto, I'm at Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, popping bottles, at the same damn time, ay
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"Stadium" (2015)




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America's Most Wanted lyrics - Akon

You're America's most wanted tonight
I'll do my 25 to life
If I can have you by my side

Cause, You're America's most wanted tonight
And I will shout it out loud
In front of this crowd, tonight

If I just had the chance to just cup on up
Just a life will do where I'll plead
If had the chance to just rock on up,
They'll be no me without you
See I'm not the type to get romantic
But you're bringing it out of me
And I'm not the type to ever cuff my chick
But I'll make sure you don't leave

Leave your ba-be-be-be
Time to be my main lad-e
By the way the way you're wearing that dress drivin me cra-cra-ze
So what you say say say
Why don't you join me me
So we can dance the night away like it's your day

You're America's most wanted tonight
I'll do my 25 to life
If I can have you by my side

Cause, you're America's most wanted tonight
And I will shout it out loud
In front of this crowd tonight

Baby you took my breath away
When I look at you, it gets so hard to just breath
And the way you move makes me wanna attack you
Especially when you on me
Got the club surrounded by all this movement moves like the waves on the sea,
Like the waves on a sea
Don't ever want you to leave

Leave your ba-be-be-be
Time to be my main lad-e
By the way the way you're wearing that dress drivin me cra-cra-ze
So what you say say say
Why don't you join me me
So we can dance the night away like it's your day

You're America's most wanted tonight
I'll do my 25 to life
If I can have you by my side

Cause, You're America's most wanted tonight
And I will shout it out loud
In front of this crowd tonight

Leave your ba-be-be-be
Time to be my main lad-e
By the way the way you're wearing that dress drivin me cra-cra-ze
So what you say say say
Why don't you join me me
So we can dance the night away like it's your day
So we can dance the night away like it's your day

You're America's most wanted tonight
I'll do my 25 to life
If I can have you by my side
You're America's most wanted tonight
I'll do my 25 to life
If I can have you by my side

Cause, You're America's most wanted tonight
And I will shout it out loud
In front of this crowd tonight

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