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B.o.B So Hard To Breathe Lyrics

Posted in Lyrics with tags on April 19, 2012 by Lombok

BoB So Hard To Breathe Lyrics

BoB So Hard To Breathe Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Since day 1 I said fuck the fame and everything it dealt
But the fame is really here just to facilitate the wealth
But the wealth attracts you haters like you mosquitoes to a well
And the waters getting deeper so I’m well set out to sail
Someone called my cell and left a voicemail
That said congratulations on the million record sales
As I’m flipping over furniture knocking sh-t off the shelf
I told myself I’ll never get too deep not to take a breathe
But I’m sinking

[Hook]
And it’s so hard to breathe, yeah
And even more so to sleep when no one cares
It was all I can eat
But now I’m sinking
So deep, I can’t come up for air

[Verse 2]
Yeah I’ve seen the valley of the shadow of death
I’ve seen the mountains, the wild childhood
That’s why I sing about it
I just try to move on and keep my peace about it
But come to think about it I can’t even count the days that I’ve spent, starving tryna find some decent housing
That’s why I’m always smiling but on this beat I seem so violent
So ask me ’bout the music scene and what the f-ck I think about it
Time flies, I guess that’s why I’m bugging
Just yesterday I was rapping with my brother and my cousin
If you had the stove or toaster on you couldn’t use the oven
We knew that we were struggling, we just acted like we wasn’t
It’s either make it rappin’, if not that than hustlin’
So all I see is magazine covers in this game
You either surface or you plummet
It’s a thin line and I’m just tryna keep my head above it
Damn…

[Hook]
And it’s so hard to breathe
And even more so to sleep when no-one cares
It was all I can eat
But now I’m sinking, so deep, I can’t come up for air

[Bridge]
Air, I-I-I
I sink away, cause I sink away
I sink away
I sink away, I sink away
Get carried away, get carried away

[Hook]
And it’s so hard to breathe
And even more so to sleep when no-one cares
It was all I can eat
But now I’m sinking, so deep, I can’t come up for air

Damn, it’s never in the plans, but hey it’s a long way than beating pots and pans (x3)
But now I’m sinking, so deep, I can’t come up for air, air

B.o.B So Hard To Breathe Lyrics

Rick Ross King Of Diamonds Lyrics

Posted in Lyrics with tags on January 26, 2012 by Lombok

Rick Ross Lyrics King Of Diamonds

Rick Ross King Of Diamonds Lyrics

Somebody call the brinks truck, the boss back
Somebody call the brinks truck, the boss back
Somebody call the brinks truck, the boss back
Somebody call the brinks truck

[Hook]
Rozay, hugh
Rozay, hugh
Rozay, huuu
Rozay, hugh
Rozay, hugh
Rozay, huuu
Rozay

Rozay

[Verse 1]
I got the baddest b!tches waiting on a nigga
I got these p-ssy niggas hating on a nigga
Since they wanna talk, I went and bought another chain
Forty cars, I gotta put em in my momma name
Heli-pad on my crib, my money outta here
Love my daughter to death, ten karats in her ear
Heavy ammunition for you f-ck boys
Heavy ammunition for you f-ck boys
I’m getting paid, I put that on my daddy grave
Got two hundred thousand in my Chevrolet
I’m the king of diamonds, my chain still speaking Ebonics
If she selling that p-ssy, bring it to baby, I got it
Pop a chicken in that grease and make one into two
All these rides in my yard, my shit a carnival
I got a club, here or ‘ye
So show me love, it’s only Rozay

[Hook]
Rozay
Rozay, hugh
Rozay, hugh
Rozay, huuu

[Verse 2]
You gotta separate yourself from f-ck boys
Can’t even drop your diamond dish, your ass so paranoid
I’m floating in my shit like I’m in a parade
Ho, you better take notice, I spent ten on the paint
Waving at these b!tches, and I know these niggas ho-ish
Take your b!tch to get limit, pop her in a new Lotus
I’m so rich, I mean I’m so rich
If it’s less than ten stacks, to me it’s ho shit
It’s time to step your game up
Gotta run your credit just to bring my name up
Twenty million, nigga, look in my face
It’s only one Rozay

[Hook]
Rozay
Rozay, hugh
Rozay, hugh
Rozay, huuu
Rozay, hugh
Rozay, hugh
Rozay, huuu
Rozay

[Outro]
The Boss back, somebody call the brinks truck

Rick Ross King Of Diamonds Lyrics

Rihanna We Found Love Remix Lyrics

Posted in Lyrics with tags on January 25, 2012 by Lombok

Rihanna Lyrics We Found Love Remix

Rihanna We Found Love Remix Lyrics
(Ft. Flo Rida)

Flo Rida!
You know I got love for you
See what happened was we in Bahamas
I remember it was the ox summer, oh
So pretty I ..girl nice to meet you what’s the honor
Yeah she tap me told me she Rihanna
Y’all know mine mine .. wanna touch her
Gotta love her
The chain mam let me ..
Let’s truth let me tell you what the color was

Yellow diamonds in the light
I was standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive

It’s the way I’m feeling I just can’t deny
But I’ve gotta let it go

We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place

Found love I think we found us
Wanna ..the wind all around us
I was hoping that the ..
And everything ..till I time up
I can do..about the pound of
..even crown you ..she was hot hot hot
Damn with the .. know she ..magnum
Started like get a DJ a magnum
I start like .. strong on
I’m a quick battle ..so I chick better
It’s a party rockin like a Mick Jagger
Got ..Barbados ..in the light shine in ..

Shine a light through an open door
Love and life I will divide
Turn away cause I need you more
Feel the heartbeat in my mind

It’s the way I’m feeling I just can’t deny
But I’ve gotta let it go

We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place

She will tell you what the color was
Rihanna ..what the color was

Yellow diamonds in the light
I was standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine

You know I got love, you know I got love
We found love in a hopeless place
You know I got love, you know I got love
We found love in a hopeless place
You know I got love, you know I got love
We found love in a hopeless place
You know I got love, you know I got love
We found love in a hopeless place

Found love I think we found us
Wanna ..the wind all around us
I was hoping that the ..
And everything ..till I time up
I can do..about the pound of
..even crown you ..she was hot hot hot
Damn with the .. know she ..magnum
Started like get a DJ a magnum
I start like .. strong on
I’m a quick battle ..so I chick better
It’s a party rockin’ like a Mick Jagger
Got ..Barbados ..in the light shine in ..

We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place

Rihanna We Found Love Remix Lyrics

Fabolous Unfuckwitable Lyrics

Posted in Lyrics on January 23, 2012 by Lombok

Unfuckwitable Lyrics Fabolous

Fabolous Unfuckwitable Lyrics

[Hook:]
[Red Cafe]
All the b!tches say, “I’m unfuckwitable”
The real niggas say, “I’m unf-ckwitable”
[Fabolous]
Twenty-four seven, three sixty five
How the game dead when I’m still alive?
[Red Cafe]
Live b!tches say, “I’m unfuckwitable”
Real niggas say, “I’m unf-ckwitable”
[Fabolous]
Twenty-four seven, three sixty five
How the game dead when I’m still alive?

[Verse 1: Red Cafe]
Hold up, I’m hotter than a fugitive
America’s most wanted, that swag lucrative
Unf-ckwitable, slanging that mineral
Talking that g talk, living like a general
Ten bottles in the club sound like the minimal
My niggas them killas for real, I’m talking federal
It’s f-ck you, it’s f-ck you, never no subliminal
Stacking ones every day, active criminal
Me and twenty million cash look identical
If you broke and you in the streets, you suckers pitiful
Hoes say they love a nigga after they f-ck a nigga
But I ain’t looking for love, that’s for s-cker niggas
Let him be your man, I’ll gladly be the other nigga
Cuddle with dog all winter, I’m your summer nigga
Hustle from sunup, hustle til the sun down
Bullshit aside, I’m the realest killer in town
Most the niggas in the streets, they know how I get down
Bad b!tch riding shotty when the top let down
Look, as a young boy I used to have hoop dreams
Now I’m like Shaq, I still got hoop dreams

[Hook:]
[Red Cafe]
All the b!tches say, “I’m unf-ckwitable”
The real niggas say, “I’m unf-ckwitable”
[Fabolous]
Twenty-four seven, three sixty five
How the game dead when I’m still alive?
[Red Cafe]
Live b!tches say, “I’m unfuckwitable”
Real niggas say, “I’m unf-ckwitable”
[Fabolous]
Twenty-four seven, three sixty five
How the game dead when I’m still alive?

[Verse 2: Fabolous]
I ain’t feeling niggas, I ain’t that sentimental
I got no words for ’em, let’s just keep it instrumental
I put it down where I stay, word to incidentals
And guess who opened the door you niggas entered in through?
Y’all would never measure up using my ruler
You’re more soft than a second-year high schooler
My nigga Hov told me finish my breakfast
And now I’m looking at you niggas like breakfast
French toast, turkey bacon
Shit’s in bad shape, too many squares circulating
Money talks and y’all voices are unheard
When they ask about us, one word
Unf-ckwitable, we be in the town too
That’s why them boys call us the not-f-cking-around crew
Brooklyn keep on taking it, known to get our divo on
When you touch down, bow down, get your Tebow on
You won’t say it in the street, don’t say it in your tweets
You won’t say it when we meet, don’t say it on them beats
Real nigga shit, RNS
Last night was a movie, starring us

[Hook:]
[Red Cafe]
All the b!tches say, “I’m unf-ckwitable”
The real niggas say, “I’m unf-ckwitable”
[Fabolous]
Twenty-four seven, three sixty five
How the game dead when I’m still alive?
[Red Cafe]
Live b!tches say, “I’m unfuckwitable”
Real niggas say, “I’m unf-ckwitable”
[Fabolous]
Twenty-four seven, three sixty five
How the game dead when I’m still alive?

Fabolous Unfuckwitable Lyrics

Chris Brown Mona Lisa Lyrics

Posted in Lyrics with tags on January 20, 2012 by Lombok

Chris Brown Mona Lisa Lyrics

Chris Brown Mona Lisa Lyrics

(Ft. Kevin McCall)

[Chris Brown]
Girl you wanna play with me baby
Money ain’t a thing cause I got paper
I’m looking at your body
You about to get exactly what you came for
Now I can throw it up throw it up
Break it down down down
Even if it ain’t loud she gets me aroused
Slow it up slow it up slow it down
You the shit you the shit
Go ahead play with it baby
Cause I’ma keep my hands to myself
And my back on the wall
Now I’m playing with it baby
I know you don’t give a f-ck
Cause you gon’ get your money up

[Chorus]
I, I, I
Get your ass up on that pole
Get this money in my hand
I, I, I
All this money dripping on you
Like paint from a Mona Lisa
Drop it to the flo’ b!tch
All this money dripping on you
Like paint from a Mona Lisa

[Kevin McCall]
I f-cked with my first b!tch
I upgrade my second broad
Corporate my credit card
Vintaged out my f-cking watch
Vintaged out my f-cking cars
No… just f-cking yacht
Your new b!tch, my old b!tch
You can have the hoe cause she talk a lot
Now get your ass up on this pole, you can get this money
Now I got them carats, I got all them playboy bunnies
?? I’m throwing them honies
Racks on top of racks and they backs look like…

[Chris Brown]
And they ass big as some mountain
Put my drink on it, she cold
My zipper down but my money up
Better get your ass up on that pole
Two mo’ shots then I’m out, black, black then I reload
Got might earn 20 more, get yo ass up on that pole
Damn look at like Keisha getting that money just like a zesta
All of these bunnies hopping and popping
You fighting to get up in my 2 seater
My chain, 6 rings

[Chorus]
I, I, I
Get your ass up on that pole
Get this money in my hand
I, I, I
All this money dripping on you
Like paint from a Mona Lisa
Drop it to the flo’ b!tch
All this money dripping on you
Like paint from a Mona Lisa

I don’t make it rain
Nigga I make a monsoon like a tidal wave
Me taking 23 shots, that’s a MJ
I mean a fadeaway, we ’bout to fadeaway

She said she like my pants
I think she like my pockets
B!tch I’m in the building counting millions
You should try it
Yeah what d’you mean
She tried to kiss me, I said stop it
Put that money in the face then she get that p-ssy popping

[Chorus]
I, I, I
Get your ass up on that pole
Get this money in my hand
I, I, I
All this money dripping on you
Like paint from a Mona Lisa
Drop it to the flo’ b!tch
All this money dripping on you
Like paint from a Mona Lisa

Chris Brown Mona Lisa Lyrics

Mac Miller Jerry’s Record Store Lyrics

Posted in Lyrics with tags on January 19, 2012 by Lombok

Mac Miller Jerry’s Record Store Lyrics

Mac Miller Jerry's Record Store Lyrics

In your old man voice
Yeah, a one two, a one two
For one two, for one two
For one two, for one two
For one two, for one two
Uh uh nothin’ but rhymes its quite simple
Hey its what I create to eliminate the hate
Illuminate the night in the lightning
UFO sightings leave em unidentified
Steady I be getting high
You ain’t got no herbal I’ma lend you mine
Its doctor Octagon call him young phenomenon
I leave these rappers starving like its Ramadan
You are the wackest my style holographic
Had to put my city on the map shit
If you a fat kid go get active
If you a bad b!tch then be a actress
Rap ease carnage, my family aint the Partrige
Wh0re tricks flawless like trapeze artists
Take my life and put it in a photo album
How much money do I got? I don’t know who’s countin’
Fake mouthaf-cka’s round me I could do without them
You keepin’ it a hundred I could use a thousand
I’m comin’ now, call a truce
I got a lot but, not to lose
I’m the shit makin’ hits call me Doctor Luke
And prescribing you a vibe for that awful mood
Why you sad all the time?
Jump off a roof
While I’m kicking it with Q-tip and ?
Tryna put me down well that’s few tell woo shell
Supernatural message got you spooked out
Believe in God but don’t believe religion
Saying its the truth but never really listened
That’s another conversation though
Walking on the pavement home find a way to go
Maybe one might take the word Robert Frost
Blowin’ out steam but its all exhaust
We comin’ for your dollars better call the cops
You want a war? we got a nuclear holocaust
Yo E how many bars is that
Is it enough to give these haters all heart attacks
I been writing on the paper
Gave me carpal tunnel
Couple billion people are they all gon’ love you?
Hell no hell no
I be grindin’ though rain sleet hail snow
Sticking to my word like its Velcro
On some shell toes
What else yo
Dope shit, go crazy
Kinda like the internet over Hov’s baby
My girl tell me Mac you a wierdo
I guarantee that baby be a super hero
This ain’t nothin’ but comes rhymes from my mind
That been stuck inside since the
Beginning of time
Chemical romance, slow dance with no pants
If I got my eyes on her playa you got no chance
This some simple shit I’m sure they fear
I’m just trying to explore whats real
Child of the blues never liked school
Been miseducated so word to Laura hill
Music is my outlet walking through the polo store
In the studio wondering what I go home for
In my own world when I close the door
To the booth, young and searching for the truth
Like that, like that, like that, like that
And a little bit of this and a little bit of that
I just spit a rhyme tell me that I kick a rap
And if you got time, you can sit down
Listen to me now, pass the flow around
Hey that’s some cypher shit, I know you like that shit
Freestyle in the air go and write that shit
I don’t write that b!tch I got ill flows
Yeah I’m ill yo
And this is real yo
Mac Miller, gon’ kill those flows
Bouncing up and and down Yoyo’s
Head to ya toes
In the paint throwin’ bows

Mac Miller Jerry’s Record Store Lyrics

Bruno Mars All I Need Lyrics

Posted in Lyrics with tags on January 19, 2012 by Lombok

Bruno Mars All I Need Lyrics

Bruno Mars All I Need Lyrics

(Ft. Master Shortie)

[Chorus:]
Sugar, coco and honey
Hey y’all Bruno Mars
That’s why you taste like to me
And all I need is to sex to wash it down
Ooh come here girl right now

I’m a British boy so I do British things
Like nibble on your earlobe but let your body sing
You’re my violin and I’m a string
With every breath you take I won’t let it sting
So let me in open your doors
What yours is mine, what mine is yours
Where’s your p-ssy give me your paws
And I won’t mind if it’s you going through my drawers
Keep it clean ’cause we’re gettin in a mess
Baby girl yeah you’re better in the flesh
I heard from your friends that I’m better than your ex
And if I’m real then I’m better than your next
Banofee pie you my sweet tart
That’s one of the reasons that you’re my sweetheart
So when I meet arse we beat fast
Why don’t we just take it slow
So we last

[Chorus:]
Sugar, coco and honey
That’s why you taste like to me
Now all I need is your sex to wash it down
Ooh come here girl right now

The world is ours
Put your head back see the stars
I like you just the way you are like Bruno Mars
I know I can, call me Nas
I love your thighs I love your arse
Now give me your flower ’cause I’m a human vase
And I’m about to ride without a pass
I hope …can keep a secret before I ask
Oh no oh no you’re burning my tongue just like a cocoa
Oh no oh no I think you need some cream upon you
You think I got chick what’s her name
I ain’t lying you’re my main
You’re the only picture inside my frame
Let’s wash it down with sex not champagne

[Chorus:]
Sugar, coco and honey
That’s why you taste like to me
Now all I need is your sex to wash it down
Ooh come here girl right now

Sugar, coco and honey
That’s why you taste like to me
Now all I need is your sex to wash it down
Ooh come here girl right now

Bruno Mars All I Need Lyrics