Payphone (feat. Wiz Khalifa) - Maroon 5

What's good, brother? Beat 'round the bush and I'ma come around With a bush cutter and look for you You niggas talkin' too much shit I'm about to find a good plumber Y'all lil' niggas is some foot soldiers, I'm a foot fungus You dead, brother I ain't a killer, but don't push me, like a red button The gun headbutt you like "Bang, bang, bang, bang" 'Til your heart stop drummin' I shoot you while the sun don't shine, this a hot summer But fall dawg, I knock a wall off with this sawed-off This bitch sound like a hard cough I'm a wizard with this motherfucker like I went to Hogwarts Cut the hog head and the tail off I'm the nigga bitches put a spell on And once it wear off, then, bitch, don't touch me like a airball Say slime, I done ate slime, money tall like 8'9' But I'm still starvin' like a Skinny model in LA slime, that plate mine Hooded up like Trayvon, no FaceTime I don't FaceTime with my new thang New Tang clan, like Raekwon, I'm stupid, nigga Dumb, deaf, brazy, cray-cray, blind But I still see in the dark, nigga Dark nigga, Akon I'm on my shit like maggots And they then they grow and they fly Got real bitches with fake asses With real views and fake eyes It's stupid, I'm stupid I'm out of my coofin, narcotic abuser No needles, 'cause my pockets balloonin' Your partners is poodles Your bears is cubs, your crocodile's toothless Titty-fuck your baby mama She breastfeed your child while I do it, I'm stupid Your crocodile's toothless Titty-fuck your baby mama She breastfeed your child while I do it, I looped it (Mama Mia) I'm out of my Tunechi, I'm mindin' my Tunechi I'm shinin' my Uzi They find 'em, I lose 'em, I'm hidin' out Hopin' I don't smell like all these fuckin' vaginas I'm douchin' Droppin' these jewels, it's precious like I'm droppin' my jewelry I'm out of my Gucci, you not on my Gucci, that's not an exclusive Designers, excuse me, massagers masseuse me Oops, I mean masseuses massage me, I'm gruesome, I'm grimey Turn you and lil' mami, to tuna salami You pukin', she vomit, that's beautiful science That's Tune in a Masi', that's who in a Hyundai You stupid or drowsy? I pew in the 'Gatti Pew, pew and I got 'em Pew, pew and I got 'em, Lil' Tunechi a shotta Come through with my shottas Catch you and your thotta Turn a nigga noodle to nada Find it amusin', it's like it's a movie This life is a movie, you died in the movie I write and produce it I cried as I view it, I'm lyin', I'm goofin' I'm tyin' my nooses Lightin' my fluids, ignitin' influence, wait Retire like Ewings, I'm high like I flew in And my wife lookin' Jewish, wait My money look Arabic, blunt lookin' Cuban My eyes look Korean, the coke look Peruvian, wait She European and she from Aruba, she from the States Ass overseas, pussy foreign food, we over-ate We throw them B's up high as the moon, Suwoo in space I come from Mars, but I act like I'm from the Planet of the Apes Mansion with a gate with some nice landscapes The Atlantic across the way Don't ask me what I make, I'ma be answerin' all day Got a hammock, I'ma lay with a naked bitch With just a bandana on her face And I just psstt, took off, errr, and landed on her face I cannonballed her face Fuck her to some Diana Rossin' faint Damn, I lost the faith Don't judge me, I took the stand and fought the case You can't avoid the Drac' Drip Bayless, I'm feelin' Shannon Sharpe today Big rocks in my mouth Can't remember how many asteroids I ate Your pastor called today I told him that your casket on the way Now pass the phone to bae I'm bringin' a pole, you dancin' on his grave He faker than the lashes on his babe I'm like lashes on a slave I'm ashin' on his head He ain't got no credit and his Apple card is dead What's in your wallet? (Mama Mia) Funeral

Hit me Shit, right in the sternum this time, T-baby You already know You already know You already know Damn This that hustler music Young Wezzy got that motherfucking hustler music So ride to it y'all, vibe to it y'all, damn Goddamn, Mix done hit a nigga in his head with this one I'ma paint the city red with this one I'm ahead with this one, see you fucking with the boy Who tote toys way before Christmas, no assistance, just That persistence, with that commitment, if I don't get it, somebody gon' die tonight I know my vibe is tight, and I deserve the throne And if the kid ain't right, then let me die in this song See I be riding, just riding alone With my daddy on my mind, like, "You gotta be kidding" How the hell you ain't here to see your prince do his thing? Sometimes I wanna drop a tear but no emotions from a king Shall be, so I be, who I be, that's me That's Weezy F Baby, and please say the motherfuckin' So I be, who I be, that's me That's Weezy F Baby, and please say the motherfuckin' Baby, you gotta know that I'm just out here Doing what I gotta do for me and you And we eating, so, bitch, why the fuck is you tripping? I'm taking these chances My head to the sky, my feet on the ground My fingers to the judge, if the money don't move Then I won't budge, won't budge No, I won't budge, no, Lord Money is the motivation, facing the avenue Back touching the wall, got the weed, got the gun Gotta run when I hear the bird call (brrrr), damn Hop in that thing and merk off, swerve off You know me, they call me Birdman Junior (ah-ah) Anybody's murderer if Birdman sponsor it Phantom of the Opera, all black, guap tent, locked in I can let them shots out, you can't get no shots in Bulletproof, leave a nigga with a bullet-roof Shoot ya in your mouth, Leroy, they call him bullet-tooth I'm like, "What it do? What it do?" There's a full court pressure, I'm just going for the two If I'm open for the three, I'ma take it in a second Even if there's one second, I'ma make it, it's nothing I don't take it for granted, I don't take it for nothing I take it for what it's worth, to the dirt, motherfucker, yeah! Baby, you gotta know that I'm just out here Doing what I gotta do for me and you And we eating, so, bitch, why the fuck is you tripping? I'm taking these chances My head to the sky, my feet on the ground My fingers to the judge, if the money don't move Then I won't budge, won't budge No, I won't budge, no, Lord I ain't never killed nobody, I promise And I promise if you try me, he gon' have to rewind this track And make me go back, that thing'll go rrrat! That boy'll lay flat, so flat That act is what I perform amongst you haters Got Nina in my palm, and I'm masturbating Black Peter Pan, fly 'til I die, what you saying? Bathing Ape, Yves St., Evisu what I stay in Got me feeling like Scarface, light the Cohiba Streets reply I look right in a four-seater You know I be out here, right in a four-seater Top floor of the Four Seasons Four of them whores and they all know how to cook it up And look I got some And only one know how to bag, bitch, bundle up See, it's a cold world, so homie bundle up We ain't on this grind for nothing, now get your hustle up Baby, you gotta know that I'm just out here Doing what I gotta do for me and you And we eating, so, bitch, why the fuck is you trippin'? I'm taking these chances My head to the sky, my feet on the ground My fingers to the judge; if the money don't move Then I won't budge, won't budge No, I won't budge, no, Lord Baby, you gotta know that I'm just out here Doing what I gotta do for me and you And we eating, so, bitch, why the fuck is you trippin'? I'm taking these chances My head to the sky, my feet on the ground My fingers to the judge; if the money don't move Then I won't budge, won't budge No, I won't budge, no, Lord Man, man, this be that hustler musik Young Weezy got that motherfucking hustler musik y'all So ride to it y'all, and vibe to it y'all I'm asking y'all, please, please Young Weezy got that hustler musik Young Weezy got that motherfucking hustler musik Ride to it y'all, vibe to it y'all, vibe to it y'all, chyeah, chyeah It's trill shit man, it's real talk man It's how we do it, how we did it, how we done it Ayy, it's real shit man, it's real talk boy It's how we do it, how we did it, how we done it I ain't bragging, I ain't boasting, it's the way it go I ain't bragging, I ain't boasting, that's the way it is Better guard your kids, guard your face Better guard your body, we warned the place We here! Fuck bitches! It's Young Money, nigga

Fall asleep Fall asleep I got a crib so fat that You'll get lost in that bitch I got a car so fast that if I push one button You won't see nothin' I got a feelin' that if it wasn't for me It wouldn't be a lot of you niggas Well copy this then Spend a million, count another million, boy Fall asleep Fall asleep Fall asleep Fall asleep Fall asleep Fall asleep I woke up in Hawaii today For real, I hope don't none these little young niggas try me today Uh, 'cause between all of these closets And all of these boxes I got Ooh, I got so much swag That the people at the airport Don't even wanna touch my bag Only nigga in first class Fall asleep Fall asleep (uh) (Fall asleep) and I rollin' weed like a pickup Before the bitch even take off, nigga I (fall asleep) Catch me on the road gettin' money I'm in a whole different country by the time I (fall asleep), uh Fall asleep I'm flyer than most of 'em Some try and hate, but most love 'em Them dollars, got most of 'em Thanks to who supplyin' what I'm rollin' up All this kush in my mind got me slowin' up Don't gotta smoke, I get high enough for both of us Get a O and blow and get another O and blow another O Fall asleep Fall asleep Fall asleep Fall asleep Fall asleep Fall asleep Fall asleep Fall asleep Fall asleep Fall asleep

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Grown-ups, in between, children and babies Right about now it's yo' boy, ya heard? Back again DJ Mannie Fre-Fresh-re-re-re-Fresh Fre-Fresh-re-re-re-Fresh Fre-Fresh-re-re-re-Fresh Fre-Fresh-re-re-re-Fresh Go DJ, that's my DJ Go DJ, that's my DJ Go DJ, that's my DJ Go DJ, yeah Well, Weezy We, step up to the mic dude, do what you do, ya heard? Ladies and gentlemen, what you have here is brought to you courtesy of The young man Young Carter and the great man Mannie Fresh So what I want y'all out there to do for me is, say this Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ So go DJ, 'cause that's my, 'cause that's my Murder one on one, the hottest nigga under the sun I come from under the Tommy, busting a Tommy Or come from under ya garments, ya chest and ya arm hit Pow, one to the head now you know he dead Now you know I play it, like a pro in the game Naw, better yet a veteran, a hall of fame I got that medicine, I'm better than all the names Ayy, it's Cash Money Records, man, a lawless gang Put some water on the track, Fresh for all this flame Wear a helmet when you bang it, man, and guard yo' brain 'Cause the flow is spazmatic, what they call insane That ain't even a motherfuckin' aim, I get dough, boy And you already know that pimpin 18, how I'm living? Youngin, show that Bentley Stunna my Pa, so you know that's in me Gotti my mentor, so don't go there with me, oh Go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ Say go DJ, 'cause that's my 'cause that's my 'cause that's my Go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ 'Cause that my, uh, that my, let's go And I move like the Coupe through traffic Rush hour GT Bent' roof is absent Ya bitch present with the music blastin' And she keep askin', "How it shoot if it's plastic?" I tell her, "You'll see if your boy run up" She sat back and cut Tha Carter back up Uh, fo' sho' Ay, Big Mike, they better step they's authority up Before they step to a sergeant's son, I got army guns You niggas never harming Young Fly Wizzy, my opponents done, I'm done talking And I ain't just begun, I been running my city like Diddy, ya chump I fly by ya in a foreign whip On the throttle with a model-bony bitch, pair of phony tits Her hair is long and shit, to her thong and shit Well, here we go, so hold on to this, now let's go Hold on, let me hit the blunt So go, so go This is the, this is the, this is the This is the, this is the, this is the This is Tha Carter Say go DJ, 'cause that's my D Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ Say go DJ, 'cause that's my 'cause that's my Birdman put them niggas in a trash can Leave 'em outside of your door, I'm your trashman I'm steady lightin' up the hash and ridin' in my Jag You will need a gas mask, man You snakes, stop hidin' in the grass Sooner or later, I'll cut it now the blades in your ass You homo niggas getting AIDS in the ass While the homie here tryna get paid in advance I'm stayin' on my grizzy, I'm a bonafide hustler Play me or play with me then I'm gonna find your mother Niggas wanna eat 'cause they ain't ate nothin' But niggas wanna leave when you say you out of mustard So I'ma walk into the restaurant alone Leaving out, leaving behind just residue and bones In your residence with Rugers to your dome Like, "Where the fuck you holding the coke?" Holding your throat, choke So, go So, go This, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this, this This is Tha Carter Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ Go DJ, DJ, DJ

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

I hate that S-Class Benz that you're so damn proud of You hate my truck 'cause you can't climb out of it And I'll admit it girl, I said it and I meant it Yeah, I loved you for a minute, but we dance sure different It's been a week since you went and hit the highway And made it clear that I oughta have it my way But my way looks a whole lot better With just my truck in the driveway And I hope you find you a high rollin' High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true You got drunk one night and told me I was white trash I was high, but I guess I wasn't high class Enough to show up with you on your own We were never gonna be two kids on a farm And I hope you find you a high rollin' High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true I could sit here bitter and bitchin' And wishin' things woulda gone different But that don't sound nothin' like me at all Honey, who the hell am I kiddin'? And I hope you find you a high rolling High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true Yeah, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true