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Fat Joe - Pride N Joy Lyrics Ft Kanye West, Miguel & More



It's a hip-hop mob as a lot of artists joined Fat Joe for this new single "Pride N Joy". Prominent voices include Kanye West and Miguel. Also singing very few verses include Jadakiss, Mos Def, DJ Khaled, Roscoe Dash and Busta Rhymes.


New Pride N Joy Lyrics from LatestVL. "Pride N Joy" video recorded by Fat Joe is located above.

and even if she’s all about the money i don’t really care
i got a lot of money it’s enough of it that we can share
and even if she’s all about the money i don’t really care
i got a lot of money it’s enough of it that we can share
you’re still my pride and joy

court side at the knick game, who the don?
plus i worked on your kick game, louboutin
berkin bags made of python
she a beautiful nightmare (turn the lights on)
so i could see that ass
workin’ martin louie, the king (she free at last)
(word to my nigga joe crack, you let her hold some stacks)
yeah, before we go to the club she wanna go to sacchs
i let her get the gold card, i’mma hold her black
(i let her get the black card, i couldn’t hold her back)
cause back in the back yard she used to hold the crack
so i cut them other hoes off like the couldesac

i ain’t never felt like this, i need some more (now how cold is that?)
you gon’ have to show me more, but you still my pride n joy
what’s goin’ on with me and you is real for sure
but you gon’ have to show me more, but you still my pride n joy
you’re still my pride and joy

i ate dinner after, share with another, yo
she love women and she keeps it under cover, yo
and i love women, so she brings them under covers, yo
fight then we f-ck again, i swear i really love her though
don’t wanna be a player, help her find another joe
just to prove i love her, i use rubbers on my other hoes
and if she ever find out it’d be another blow
and that only me that i’mma have to hit another store
spend another knot, hit another lot
that’s how you know if you are in love or not
bought her moms a whip on mother’s day
now i gotta get her the same whip her mother got

i ain’t never felt like this, i need some more (now how cold is that?)
you gon’ have to show me more, but you still my pride n joy
what’s goin’ on with me and you is real for sure
but you gon’ have to show me more, but you still my pride n joy
you’re still my pride and joy

and even if she’s all about the money
i don’t really care, yeah
i got a lot of money
it’s enough of it that we can share, share

As you notice, we don't have the full precise Fat Joe Ft Kanye West, Miguel, Jadakiss, Mos Def, DJ Khaled, Roscoe Dash & Busta Rhymes - Pride N Joy Lyrics. But if you happen to have some parts or maybe the full lyrics, please put it on the comment below or submit the lyrics directly. You can also suggest songs that are not in this blog yet.

Song/Lyrics Information:
Artist: Fat Joe
Title: Pride N Joy
Length: 3:16
Type: Full CDQ
Album: N/A
Genre: Rap
Producer: Bink!
Featured Artists: Kanye West, Miguel, Jadakiss, Mos Def, DJ Khaled, Roscoe Dash, Busta Rhymes

Kanye West - Way Too Cold Lyrics Ft DJ Khaled



The full mastered version of Kanye West and DJ Khaled collaboration "Theraflu" has been released. But now it's title is changed and is now called "Way Too Cold". He says he get respect from Wiz and he admits that he fell in love with Kim Kardashian. Kanye going hard as always!


New Way Too Cold Lyrics from LatestVL. "Way Too Cold" video recorded by Kanye West is located above.

(unh, can the headphones go louder?)
(kanye west!)
(swag king cole)
(dj khaled!)

can’t a young nigga get money anymore?
tell peta my mink is draggin’ on the floor
can i have a bad bitch wit’out no flaws
come to meet me wit’out no drawers?
dinner with anna wintour, racin’ wit’ anja rubik
i told you ma’fuckers it was more than the music
in the projects one day to project runway
we done heard all that loud-ass talkin’, we used to it
i’m from where shorties fucked up, double-cupped up
might even kill somebody and youtube it
so whoever think they words affect me is too stupid
and if you could do it better than me, then you do it
we flyer than the parakeet, floatin’ wit’ no parachute
six thousand-dollar pair of shoes, we made it to the paris news!
don’t talk about style, ‘cause i embarrass you
shut the fuck up when you talk to me ‘fore i embarrass you

can’t a young nigga get money anymore?
tell peta my mink is draggin’ on the floor
can i have a bad bitch wit’out no flaws
come to meet me wit’out no drawers?

and the whole industry wanna fuck yo’ old chick
only nigga i got respect for is wiz
and i’ll admit, i fell in love with kim
‘round the same time she had fell in love wit’ him
well, that’s cool, baby girl, do ya thing
lucky i ain’t have jay drop ‘im from the team
la familia, roc nation
we in the buildin’, but still keep it basement
flyer than the parakeet, floatin’ wit’ no parachute
six thousand-dollar pair of shoes, i made it to the paris news
don’t talk about style, ‘cause i embarrass you
shut the fuck up when you talk to me ‘fore i embarrassed you
g.o.o.d. music, we fresh, we fresh
anything else, we detest, detest
bitch-ass niggas got ass and breasts
all that said, lemme ask this quest’

can’t a young nigga get money anymore?
tell peta my mink is draggin’ on the floor
can i have a bad bitch wit’out no flaws
come to meet me wit’out…

don’t talk to me ‘bout style, nigga, i’ll ma’fuckin’ embarrass you
talkin’ ‘bout clothes, i’ll ma’fuckin’ embarrass you
hollin’ ‘bout some hoes, i’ll ma’fuckin’ embarrass you
way too cold, i promise you’ll need some theraflu

(uh, uh, uh, uh, uh) get the theraflu
(uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh) get the theraflu
(uh, uh-uh, uh-uh, uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
(uh, uh-uh, uh-uh uh) get the theraflu

As you notice, we don't have the full precise Kanye West Ft DJ Khaled - Way Too Cold Lyrics. But if you happen to have some parts or maybe the full lyrics, please put it on the comment below or submit the lyrics directly. You can also suggest songs that are not in this blog yet.

Song/Lyrics Information:
Artist: Kanye West
Title: Way Too Cold
Length: 3:36
Type: Full CDQ Mastered
Album: N/A
Genre: Rap
Producer: N/A
Featured Artists: DJ Khaled

Maino - Let It Fly Remix Lyrics Ft Roscoe Dash, DJ Khaled, Ace Hood, Meek Mill, Jim Jones, Wale




New Let It Fly Remix Lyrics from LatestVideoLyrics. Let It Fly Remix video performed by Maino is located above.

Maino
Now, Now my name ring
My chain bang
I got sparkles over my champainge
My bitches bad, these niggas mad
I guess its just what the fame brings
Brooklyn boy gettin plenty of love on the turnpike with philly broad
Miami bound with DC chick and we let if fly when we in the club
I'm world wide, I'm certified, poppin bottles bottles with my Cali dime
Photogenic, windows tinted, type of car? The Ferrari kind
I'm on the grind, never slowin up
Poppin cash imma throw it up
Haters watch while I do it up
The remix bitch kets blow it up

Ace Hood
Ok, now hold up, slow up, my bank roll dont fold up?
Hate me nigga so what, 20 grand for me to show up
Next month I want that plus
Money long as your tour bus
Hit the club and I let it fly, claim you ballin niggas tellin' lies
Step in the club and its all eyes
Champaigne I sip mine
http://latestvideolyrics.blogspot.com/2011/09/maino-let-it-fly-remix-lyrics-ft-roscoe.html
Ball out, Ball hard
You can't cause its ? time
Straight G's in my front line
?
Blowin bens in that strip club
Count it up on your down time..Ahhh

Meek Mills
Hey maino! whatup!
? Mia,
20 racks let it fly
That your man? excuse yourself, be polite, tell him bye
Hoes know when we i nthis bitch, we make it rain it ain't never dry
Ciroc cups, Cali kush, everybody round me hella high. Ha
Where maino at? In my new whip with the same ol' strap
Red ? on it like ?
?
With my name on that and the hood go crazy, and the hood go crazy
It's double M G , but im about that cash money like ?

Jim Jones
?
Sayin' grace?
Makin it out the hood was amazing grace
40 ? just to play it safe
?
Tell me how the life with the fame taste
Niggas slow down cause it aint a race
Bought two cars in the same day
Fuck two broads in the same night
Fuck your broad cause my game tight
?
Brand new ? cocain white
Feel so good but it aint right
huh, huh, huh
Had ten minutes to make it fly, told the pilot let it fly
?

Wale
Polo with no horse though
DC well of coarse though
My whores go when their throat hurt
I switch heads lean corso
Game tight with that flow love
maino with like four ? with these fast girls but my cast good ?
Makin straight lanes so open up
Tori Burch, and she know whats up
No Coach bag, if I go with that
Snake skin ?
Dough aint nothin to joke about
She open up when that dough come out
?

As you notice, we don't have the full precise Maino Ft Roscoe Dash, DJ Khaled, Ace Hood, Meek Mill, Jim Jones, Wale - Let It Fly Remix Lyrics. But if you happen to have some parts or maybe the full lyrics, please put it on the comment below or submit the lyrics directly. You can also suggest songs that are not in this blog yet.

Song Information:
Title: Let It Fly
Artist: Maino
Length: 3:27
Type: Official Remix
Album: N/A
Genre: Rap Hip-Hop
Producer: N/A
Featured Artists: Roscoe Dash, DJ Khaled, Ace Hood, Meek Mill, Jim Jones, Wale

DJ Khaled - Future Lyrics Ft Ace Hood, Meek Mill, Big Sean, Wale & Vado




Big collaborations from DJ Khaled's upcoming 2011 album "We The Best Forever". A song included in the album is titled "Future" and it features powerhouse Ace Hood, Meek Mill, Big Sean, Wale and Vado. All of them gone hard on this 5 and a half minute dope.


These Future Lyrics will be updated without any notifications. Future video recorded by DJ Khaled is located above.

dj khaled

i am the streets, the future
i introduce you to ace hood, meek mills
big sean, wale, vado, this the future
they gettin' money, they makin' hit records
they hustlin'

ace hood

okay now khaled told me kill 'em
he just told me kill 'em
100 for the beamer
kudos for the dealer
murder, bet i wrote it
kudos to the killer
chevy sittin' crooked
keep the reggie miller
i'm a motherfuckin' beast
see me in your sleep
nightmare on any street
swear i will mark any beat
spread this to the industry
lyrics like a chopper piece
flow right through your fitted t
pull this through with chemistry
hottest nigga 'round, they saying
greatness is my tendency
no such thing as sympathy
more money, my remedy, pockets on, heavy d
bitch i'm hot, 3rd degree, whip i drive? owned by me
wrists in the air, anti-freeze, can it be?
i'm who you dying to be'
last of a dying breed, i'm siamese
twin pistol shooter nigga like a 7b
big dog, get it, you still on your pedigree
yeah, fly nigga with some stupid swag
dead faces keep my money in the body bag
and the g-u-t-t-a, hop in the whip and i gotta get paid
fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid
walk in my house you can meet my maid
and you give a damn you can push that lac
push that benz on, push that lane, hop to the whip, no top on mine
niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys
real nigga shit, don't tell no lie
i been paying my secret client, talk to chuck, what i resign
claim your house, about to sign

meek mill

we the muthafuckin best
word to my mama
wild presidential, got me feeling like obama
all i want is change
and my niggas they wanted the same
http://latestvideolyrics.blogspot.com/2011/07/dj-khaled-future-lyrics-ft-ace-hood.html
i wanted the money
and never the fame
i turned into something they never became
through all the rain, i kept my flame
and i kept burning and its my turn and
real nigga my hood confirm it
now its 6 2's on closed curtains
and that maybach, let me take em way back
when i was starving that was payback
nigga where that cake at?
i wan't y'all to see now
i feel that love, i feel that hate
i put it to your mug, you gon faint
when that thing gon fly
got a little kick, but it ain't no tire
? are ready, but they ain't gon ride
let me go hard like i ain't gonna die
meek mill!

big sean

do it! ok
smoke until i ain't got no lungs
got it going down, no teeth
i call it "speaking tongues"
do it! do it!
now you speaking my language
when they twist and talk with they fingers
man this ain't no sign language
fresh out of the ashes it's a
detroit fucking classic from when
mm got the masses. trick trick got them passes
bitch i'm from the motor, motor
yeah that motor be the fastest
bitch, they call it motor city
cause i'm most likely to crash
fuck it! good thing i got a chauffeur..
going broke? no sir!
bitch i'm a rap game stylist, because i gave the rap game style bitch
but i overshine
told em it's the quarter so i guess
we're going overtime. dumb high, dumb high
westside, bitch. i run mine
i'm rolling around in my old school, i feel like the alumni
fucking hoes, no strings attached
so don't ask me why they strung out
i'm like jordan to you niggas
i might need to stick my tongue out
she wiggled and wobble/bobbled
then landed on my throttle
bitch, i might make you my baby
and even buy you a bottle
that's how they talk to you?
? people like versace
my pockets got paper on paper
this shit just look like a novel
100 thousand worth of ice on me now..
but it don't feel half as good
as grandma saying she's proud..

wale

forever dedicated, my poetic genius
something they close to seeing
tell em they close, they scheming
you poser niggas ain't supposed to be here
we don't believe ya. y'all run them ?
we put a wreath on niggas' careers
we the best, khaled
no need to stress, khaled
know there's a lot of artists
but i got the best palette
multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others
murray the winner, you think he really
nelson mandela
that's fire though. one time for the 305, though
that hydro make me tired, yo
my kickin be so tai bo!
my balance be so tight rope
that's hard to find
hold the dough for me, i'm maestro, shiit
that white whip shit
on the side, wrists slit
suicide shit, you can by shit if you write this shit
right this minute, they say i'm buzzing hard
my driver's out of this world, you playing
bumper cars. you niggas under cause
you should be unemployed
all you smokers reggie, ? making a bunch of noise
who gon tell me that i ain't going?
young folarin, you see them puters
that was my influence

vado

the time was felt
turning to ground zero
kicking like reggie jackson, nicki barnes
their hero, as i play ?
corleone like bob dinero
been through it here though
don't move with the weirdos
dress pimpin like ?
your house is on west and 4th
mine is on west 6th
while i ride this mazerati

As you notice, we don't have the full precise DJ Khaled Ft Ace Hood, Meek Mill, Big Sean, Wale & Vado - Future Lyrics. But if you happen to have some parts or maybe the full lyrics, please put it on the comment below or submit the lyrics directly. You can also suggest songs that are not in this blog yet.
Song Information:
Title: Future
Artist: DJ Khaled
Length: 5:36
Type: Full
Album: We The Best Forever
Genre: Rap
Producer: N/A
Featured Artists: Ace Hood, Meek Mill, Big Sean, Wale, Vado

Game - Bottles And Rockin J's Lyrics Ft DJ Khaled, Busta Rhymes, Rick Ross, Fabolous & Lil Wayne




DJ Khaled in the chorus in this new hip hop by rapper Game. The track also features Busta Rhymes which always gives a a full blast high speed rap verse. Rick Ross in this track makes the song go hard like a gorilla. Fabolous also spits what he's on his mind on this. But Lil Wayne is the one that fans are waiting in this song, 'cause they say he the best. Take a listen to this new "Bottles And Rockin J's".


These Bottles And Rockin J's Lyrics will be updated without any notifications. Bottles And Rockin J's video recorded by Game is located above.

[Dj Khaled]
Ayo Game, what they do boy
It’s DJ Khaled
I got my Black and Red Jordan Retro 6's on
I’m all about gettin’ money
I love glorifying my hard work
Poppin’ bottles
Shit them hoes love it too
This DJ Khaled, We The Best
Ayo Game. Red Nation

[Chorus]
All I know is bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s

Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money

Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s

Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money

[Busta Rhymes]
All I know is how to smash on everybody record and do what I do
And make somebody have to go and get a hearse
Yo, Game I don’t really give a f-ck if it’s your record
And you my brother my nigga look I gotta rhyme fresh
See the way I coming, how I do the game, church
Ask somebody, you gotta know you need to get a nurse
Let me bang em with another killa, then we put a couple bottles on the chiller
Kill em with another verse
Everybody see the way I be going and going
How I do it
Niggas the only way we know it, but then again, yes we do
We knowing how I be banging
And every sheet that I get
All the heat I be packin;
And I show it off
With all this money you know where I’m heading
And I’m gonna get the Jordan’s the patent 11 leathers
They really banging all the way down to the [?]
And I get a couple pair with all this money I be getting
And I kill em with the bounce, you see the way a nigga steppin
And we pop bottles and we rock J’s, see me reppin
Let me show you way I do it before I hit you with the weapon
Don’t be spillin’ liquor all over my shit, give me a second
Shiiiit, anyway, see we gotta get it up, fillin bottles up
Let me [?]

[Rick Ross]
Bitches, I’m gettin money, bottles and rocking chains
Money like I’m LeBron, my whip collection insane
Suicidal thoughts, highway to heaven riding like a boss
Condominium in the clouds, 60g’s a month
50 floors, marble walls, pictures of Boston Georgia
Bitches snortin’ blow, f-ckin fast and cookin’ dope
http://latestvideolyrics.blogspot.com/2011/06/game-bottles-and-rockin-js-lyrics-ft-dj.html
Sanctify, Bally shoes, Audemars, Franck Muller [?]
My new bitches must menage I’m a G

[Chorus]
All I know is bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s

Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money

Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s

Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money

[Game]
Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Smokin’ and sippin’ Spades
Pistol tucked in my Louie

Heated up like I’m Wade
Nigga don’t do LeBron’s, Kobe up on the weekends
Jordan’s Monday through Friday especially when I’m freakin
Them cool grey’s, thats Monday
Them Space jams thats Tuesday
That Spike Lee’s on Wednesday
23 in my Benz eh
You know I love them 6's especially on my bitches
13's and them spandex on Thursday, it’s your birthday
And Friday I aint lying, King Of Diamonds I’m in heaven
Red Bone pussy poppin’ on my black and red 11's
Patent leather when I step in
You know what I’m reppin’
It’s S double-O, W Double-O
Black number 's I aint get it from the store, Buss know
That all I know is

[Chorus]
All I know is bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s

Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money

Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s

Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money

[Fabolous]
I put footprints in them couches
I put so much in my two step
Put on for my city, I aint got no choice but to rep
I put straight shots in they hair
Make pretty girls, do the ugly face
And they just my song on
Move back I need dougie space like ay, ay
Then its right back to my muggin’ face
Niggas said put the weed out
BBM, you buggin face
We walked in, want somethin’, bottles pop like we won some’n
Raise a glass for err’ybody that’s done something from nothin’
No grind, no shine, dress code, we pay no mind
Cargo’s and J’s on, they let sun in, no blinds
All I drink is my shit
Stop playin, Youtube
But tonight we on that Red Berry and Cranberry, Soo Woo

[Lil Wayne]
And I’m smokin’ on that purp
Sippin’ on that purp
I came in this bitch with some niggas that will murk
And we aint bout all that talkin’, you a dead man walking
Stomp a nigga ass out, in these number 4 Jordans
Got a scope on the barrell that’s a hammer with a camera
Hollow tips nigga, tip a nigga like a dancer
I don’t know nothing but bitches and gettin money
Blood gang kill a nigga in public
Young Tunechi
Shoot a nigga ass up then it’s Deuces
Head shots that f-cking vest is so useless
Yeah, yo chuck, f-ck these niggas
You know who Piru?
Killer bees nigga

[Chorus]
All I know is bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s

Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money

Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s
Bottles and rockin’ J’s

Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money
Wininng and getting money

As you notice, we don't have the full precise Game Ft DJ Khaled, Busta Rhymes, Rick Ross, Fabolous & Lil Wayne - Bottles And Rockin J's Lyrics. But if you happen to have some parts or maybe the full lyrics, please put it on the comment below or submit the lyrics directly. You can also suggest songs that are not in this blog yet.


Song Information:
Title: Bottles And Rockin' J's
Artist: Game
Length: 5:57
Type: Full
Album: N/A
Genre: Hip-Hop Rap
Producer: N/A
Featured Artists: DJ Khaled, Busta Rhymes, Rick Ross, Fabolous, Lil Wayne

DJ Khaled - All I Do Is Win Remix Lyrics Ft. T-Pain, Swiss Beatz, Rick Ross, Busta Rhymes, Diddy, Nicki Minaj, Fabolous, Jadakiss & Fat Joe

All I Do Is Win Remix Video & Lyrics by DJ Khaled Ft. T-Pain, Swiss Beatz, Rick Ross, Busta Rhymes, Diddy, Nicki Minaj, Fabolous, Jadakiss & Fat Joe

Here's a very hot new remix of DJ Khaled's All I Do Is Win song off his recently released "Victory" album. In this remix, Khaled finally got his own verse and was joined by some of the most demanded hip hop artist in the industry. Check out the newly released video!



Stay tuned as DJ Khaled - All I Do Is Win Remix Lyrics will be updated without any notifications. All I Do Is Win Remix video recorded by DJ Khaled is located above.

[Intro - DJ Khaled]
DJ Khaled!
This is a remix
Yeah!

[Chorus - T-Pain]
All I Do is win win win no matter what
Got money on mind I can never get enough
Whenever me and Khaled do the remix
everybody hands go up
(aye, showtime)
And they stay there
And they say yeah
And they stay there
Up-down, up-down, up-down
'Cause all I do is win win win
And if you goin’ in put your hands in the air make 'em stay there

[Verse 1]
[DJ Khaled]
Sittin’ on the top floor
what you think I’m hot for
every summer drop more
hits to make my stock go (up)
them hands go (up)
them fans go (up)
another one in this bitch and I’ma (stay there)
we the best of the best
while you haters asleep
I’m yelling free weezy
I rep the heart of the streets
who hotter than me (Khaled)
I’m wearing the crown (we can’t stop, won’t stop)
go hate on me now

[Rick Ross]
I can never get enough when it comes to gettin’ (?)
n-ggas aint ready for my Ferrari Scudliegi
Mario Andretti, money coming fast
my honeycomb hideout is made of all glass
I can never be a racist
wake up every morning just to count white faces
Neo in the matrix, glorious as Morpheus
employed all warriors I mean as a scorpion
Dr (?)

[Busta Rhymes]
Yo, everytime I come we got another n-gga come and get a lot of money
when I’m in the building (?) aint no mothaf-cker better better better
ah ha, ok
n-ggas know I got it when I hit ya with the pidda padder
everybody see me then you hear a lot of chitter chatter
n-ggas know there aint nobody badder badder badder
I watch a lot of n-ggas when I’m in the cut, so sick
when I come hit em in the gut
you will crown me king (no matter what)
ok lets shine my friend
get up on my grind again, some n-ggas should be happy that I chose to rhyme with them, cause…

[Chorus - T-Pain]
All I Do is win win win no matter what
Got money on mind I can never get enough
Whenever me and Khaled do the remix
everybody hands go up
(aye, showtime)
And they stay there
And they say yeah
And they stay there
Up-down, up-down, up-down
'Cause all I do is win win win
And if you goin’ in put your hands in the air make 'em stay there

[Verse 2]
[Diddy]
my heart racing like I snort cocaine
I got a billion reasons you should know my whole name
got the most paper, Mr New York times
I’m a natural born winner Mr New York’s mine
everybody getting money but I cop the first 6
now I run the game so I toss the first pitch
yeah I let you wife her but she still my first b-tch
less than 9 digits n-gga that ain’t f-cking rich muthaf-cker

[Nicki Minaj]
yo, all I do is win aint that the reason that you really mad
undisputed hailing all the way from Trinidad
I aint mad Ma, I see you with your bummy swag
I’m in that money green swag lot of money bags,
I told Khaled that you the best but I’m the bestest
better run for cover if your name is on my checklist
you can talk slick all the way down to the welfare
as the IRS b-tch I’m paying for your healthcare

[Fabolous]
Look I’ma make this here official
let me clear some issues
first off I am not for Britney Spears initials
thats no BS at your request
lean back you and your crew Fat Joe TS
yeah it’s young funeral
hard black on me
so act like summers over and fall back homie
winning is all I do, I’ll answer all of you
but y’all aint saying sh-t like prank callers do

[Chorus - T-Pain]
All I Do is win win win no matter what
Got money on mind I can never get enough
Whenever me and Khaled do the remix
everybody hands go up
(aye, showtime)
And they stay there
And they say yeah
And they stay there
Up-down, up-down, up-down
'Cause all I do is win win win
And if you goin’ in put your hands in the air make 'em stay there

[Verse 3]
[Jadakiss]
yo, it’s already proven I go them birds moving
all I do is win I’m allergic to losing
yeah, yellow gold cuban, 9 mill (?)
I show you what to do with em
finish em, I’m through with them
they gon have to jump me, this gon take a few of them
they don’t want no problems
they might end up sueing them
disassociate yourself have nothing to do with them
we already got a (?) we tryna get two of them

[Fat Joe]
Just blew trial, crack lots is little Italy
your wife she a screamer yelling slow down Joe you killing me
beat her like a prize fight mommy I’m a rude boy
you just hit the powerball
everyday a new toy, n-gga it’s a stick up
a muthaf-cking robbery
(?) that have Haitian Jack proud of me
riding through Harlem me and Jeezy pardon me
Puffy surfin on the hood for n-ggas that keep doubting me

[Chorus - T-Pain]
All I Do is win win win no matter what
Got money on mind I can never get enough
Whenever me and Khaled do the remix
everybody hands go up
(aye, showtime)
And they stay there
And they say yeah
And they stay there
Up-down, up-down, up-down
'Cause all I do is win win win
And if you goin’ in put your hands in the air make 'em stay there

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DJ Khaled - All I Do Is Win

DJ Khaled - Victory Ft Nas & John Legend Lyrics

DJ Khaled - Victory Ft Nas & John Legend

Victory is a song produced by DJ Khaled featuring Nas and John Legend as vocals. Victory is a music track that will be included in DJ Khaled's fourth studio album "Victory" which will be released March 2, 2010.

Victory Audio Video by DJ Khaled featuring. Nas and John Legend

Victory Lyrics by DJ Khaled featuring. Nas and John Legend

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[DJ Khaled]
They doubted me all my life
Now it’s victory
(DJ KHALED!)

[John Legend]
Whatever it is, I’ll pay the cost
I’m willing to risk it, I’ll take the loss
I’ll put it all on the line
In a hustler’s state of mind

I’m gonna make history
Just so we can claim victory (Victory)
Oh, victory (Victory)
(Nas here!)

[Nas]
Speedboats, three tokes and pass it
Grass lit, hittin’ slopes in Aspen
No coat, just an oath to stay thorough ’til we back to ashes
Driven in fly sedans to the MGM Grand
Picture lots of sand, two blondes, implants
Remy in hand, we tryna tan, deal my cards with an honest hand
A modest man, aware of any counter-scam
Palm trees, magnum Don Ps, LV monograms
Hottest girls flew from Rio
Mojitos, mucho frio, my libido
Sex so strong, without the E, though
Hollow threats, we don’t see those
Higher death toll whenever we roll
That process is pivotal
My pitiful poverty-struck criminals will get a Jew
Then we lounge in a Spanish-style house
‘Til it all blows over, Dolce Gabbana out
Contemplatin’, there is no bond with Satan
Say a little prayer for me like Aretha Franklin
For my hustlers, here’s some motivation
He who has begun is half done, why you waitin’?
I’m too impatient to pray, too much patience for stress
It’s too much paper to rest, fuck around, you face death
I know some niggas from Astoria
That’ll cut your daughter up
Like I used to cut a quarter up
Makin’ all the bucks, banana clips I bought in Georgia bucks
Kill all you fucks, easy
I be on the golf cart, sleepy
Y’all beneath me
Y’all be at the pawn shop, pawnin’ watches
Obnoxious, can’t stop us, we shottas
Say you killin’ Pablo? Impossible
Nonsense, preposterous, bizarre at best
Unfulfilled promises
I feel intelligence is my wealth
However, how enormous is Nas’ pockets is a pop quiz to gossipers
See me at the Oscars, lookin’ dreamy, hood opulent
Means esoteric, how I wore it
Exoticness makes you curious to see how serious my closet is
Shareholders wanna invest in that Nas stock, it’s just
We be on that real shit, luxury four-wheel shit
Niggas actin’ thirst on some just-got-a-deal shit
Ha, for that victory we will kill shit
Get out the way, playboy, this is real shit
(Khaled!)


Whatever it is, I’ll pay the cost
I’m willing to risk it, I’ll take the loss
I’ll put it all on the line
In a hustler’s state of mind

I’m gonna make history
Just so we can claim victory (Victory)
Oh, victory (Victory)

Just so we can claim victory
Oh, victory
Victory

Just so we can claim victory

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DJ Khaled - Ball Feat Jim Jones and Schife Lyrics

DJ Khaled - Ball Feat Jim Jones and Schife

Ball is another single from DJ Khaled's upcoming album "Victory" which will be released this March 2, 2010. The track features rappers Jim Jones and Schife. Listen to Ball lyrics by DJ Khaled featuring Jim Jones and Schife below.

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DJ Khaled - Ball Feat Jim Jones and Schife Lyrics

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DJ Khaled - All I Do Is Win Lyrics

DJ Khaled - All I Do Is Win

All I Do Is Win is another track from DJ Khaled's upcoming album "Victory". This track features Ludacris, Snoop Dogg, Rick Ross and T-Pain. DJ Khaled's Victory album is said to release this March 2, 2010. Listen to All I Do Is Win lyrics and video by DJ Khaled featuring Ludacris, Snoop Dogg, Rick Ross and T-Pain.

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DJ Khaled - All I Do Is Win Lyrics

[T-Pain - Chorus]
All I Do is win win win no matter what
got money on mind can never get it off
and everytime I step up in the building
everybody hands go up
and they stay there
and they say yeah
and they stay there
Up down, up down
cause all I do is win win win
and if you goin’ in put your hands in the air..

[Ludacris]
Ludacris goin in on the verse
cause I never been defeated and I won’t stop now
keep your hands up put em in the sky for the homies that didn’t make it and the folks locked down
I never went no where
they saying Luda’s back
blame it on that conjure
the hood call it Ludayac
and I’m on this foolish track so I spit my foolish flows
my hands go up and down like strippers booty’s go
my verses still be serving, tight like a million virgins
last time on a Khaled remix now I’m on the original version
aint never count me out
y’all better count me in
got 20 bank accounts, accountants count me in
make millions every year, the souths champion
cause all I do, all I, all I, all I
all I do is…

[T-Pain - Chorus]
All I Do is win win win no matter what
got money on mind can never get it off
and everytime I step up in the building
everybody hands go up
and they stay there
and they say yeah
and they stay there
Up down, up down
cause all I do is win win win
and if you goin’ in put your hands in the air..

[Rick Ross]
Swerving in my Lolo,
head on the swivel
you know serving me’s a no no
clean as a whistle as I pull out in my Rolls Royce
yellow bone passenger they see it, they say oh boy!
tell Khaled back it up, my n-ggas call me Loco
thats for armed trafficking, don’t make me pull that fo-fo
ask you what you laughing at
represent that mud life
dirty money b-tch you better get your mud right
we come together holding hands and holla thug life
we are strapped in all black
it’s like thug life
(all we do is win)
you riding the what
we riding the night
you riding with me cause you wasn’t riding right
ROSS…

[T-Pain - Chorus]
All I Do is win win win no matter what
got money on mind can never get it off
and everytime I step up in the building
everybody hands go up
and they stay there
and they say yeah
and they stay there
Up down, up down
cause all I do is win win win
and if you goin’ in put your hands in the air..

[Snoop Dogg]
heat in the Kitchen, pot on the stove
water getting boiled, dope getting sold
snoopy in the hoopty, system overload
I’ve been running this rap game since I was 20 years old
I hung with the worst of them
bust till I burst on em
floss em up, toss em up, hardaway, boss em up
pardon me I bossing the pressure up, bless ya bruh
don’t wanna mess with us
we like the U in the 80’s
back to back set a trap
hit the lick, hit it back
hit the trick, jump the track
b-tch I want my money back
time and time again while I’m sitting on this gin
Al Davis said it best, just win baby win

[T-Pain - Chorus]
All I Do is win win win no matter what
got money on mind can never get it off
and everytime I step up in the building
everybody hands go up
and they stay there
and they say yeah
and they stay there
Up down, up down
cause all I do is win win win
and if you goin’ in put your hands in the air