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Friday, July 19, 2013
Thursday, July 18, 2013
Zac Brown Band – Whiskey’s Gone
There’s a note on the table.
Said I ain’t coming back.
Till your sorry ass is gone.
I’m tired of the cheating and running around.
I never saw the wrong in anything you’ve done.
Whiskey’s gone but I ain’t leaving.
There’s got to be a bottle in the back.
Whiskey’s gone but I ain’t leaving.
Got to get this devil off my back.
Well I stumble my way into my local bar.
Where I saw the devil in my glass.
The bartender told me it was time to go.
I told him that he could lick my sack.
Whiskey’s gone but I ain’t leaving.
There’s got to be a bottle in the back.
Whiskey’s gone but I ain’t leaving.
Got to get this devil off my back.
Kentucky, Tennessee, you better find Whiskey.
Not leaving that’s a fact.
Small batch sour mash.
Red nose, red face, gonna wreck the whole place.
Looking through the bare glass.
Bald head chapped ass gone…
It’s gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.
Lord it’s a hard thing to overcome to wake up and find the
Whiskey’s gone.
Whiskey’s gone but I ain’t leaving.
There’s got to be a bottle in the back.
Whiskey’s gone but I ain’t leaving.
Got to get this devil off my back.
Said I ain’t coming back.
Till your sorry ass is gone.
I’m tired of the cheating and running around.
I never saw the wrong in anything you’ve done.
Whiskey’s gone but I ain’t leaving.
There’s got to be a bottle in the back.
Whiskey’s gone but I ain’t leaving.
Got to get this devil off my back.
Well I stumble my way into my local bar.
Where I saw the devil in my glass.
The bartender told me it was time to go.
I told him that he could lick my sack.
Whiskey’s gone but I ain’t leaving.
There’s got to be a bottle in the back.
Whiskey’s gone but I ain’t leaving.
Got to get this devil off my back.
Kentucky, Tennessee, you better find Whiskey.
Not leaving that’s a fact.
Small batch sour mash.
Red nose, red face, gonna wreck the whole place.
Looking through the bare glass.
Bald head chapped ass gone…
It’s gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.
Lord it’s a hard thing to overcome to wake up and find the
Whiskey’s gone.
Whiskey’s gone but I ain’t leaving.
There’s got to be a bottle in the back.
Whiskey’s gone but I ain’t leaving.
Got to get this devil off my back.
Zac Brown Band – Who Knows
Whooooooooooa whooooooa whooooa who knows
When I was a baby child
My daddy said to me
Many mountains we must climb
Before we’ll be free
But he never told me
About the bruises on my knees
How they would be the map that leads him where we need to be
And oh that storm came down
Forty days, forty nights
Who knows
What the thunder and lightning will bring
Maybe the storm will cover my dreams
Maybe the sun will shine no more
Who knows
Which way the wind is blowing
And when we look back on these things
We won’t cry no more
Whoooooooooa whooooooa whooooa who knows
Wandering blindly
Searching for the truth
And anchored to a solid rock
That we could hold on to
But there’s no tomorrow
Not for everyone
Who will hear your last harsh words
When your time on earth is gone
Ooooh that storm came down
Forty days, forty nights
Who knows
What the thunder and lightning will bring
Maybe the storm will cover my dreams
Maybe the sun will shine no more
Who knows
Which way the wind is blowing
And when we look back on these things
We won’t cry no more
Whoa tilt the lamp now
Don’t let the wind blow it out
Oh guide the light child
Cause one day it’s gonna shine
Sing up till the darkness it is lifted
Sing up till the darkness it is lifted
When I was a baby child
My daddy said to me
Many mountains we must climb
Before we’ll be free
But he never told me
About the bruises on my knees
How they would be the map that leads him where we need to be
And oh that storm came down
Forty days, forty nights
Who knows
What the thunder and lightning will bring
Maybe the storm will cover my dreams
Maybe the sun will shine no more
Who knows
Which way the wind is blowing
And when we look back on these things
We won’t cry no more
Whoooooooooa whooooooa whooooa who knows
Wandering blindly
Searching for the truth
And anchored to a solid rock
That we could hold on to
But there’s no tomorrow
Not for everyone
Who will hear your last harsh words
When your time on earth is gone
Ooooh that storm came down
Forty days, forty nights
Who knows
What the thunder and lightning will bring
Maybe the storm will cover my dreams
Maybe the sun will shine no more
Who knows
Which way the wind is blowing
And when we look back on these things
We won’t cry no more
Whoa tilt the lamp now
Don’t let the wind blow it out
Oh guide the light child
Cause one day it’s gonna shine
Sing up till the darkness it is lifted
Sing up till the darkness it is lifted
Zac Brown Band – we Play The Road
I play the road,
And the highway is our song,
And every city’s like the same three chords
Been helping us along when the story’s told
And the crowd has come and gone
Shaking off the miles and trying to make it home
Every exit is a season,
Every signal is a beacon
And the wind, it carries me
And it eases up my load
Everyday I drag the turns
Every candle still burns
And every lesson I have learned
Brings us closer to the crowd
I play the road,
And the highway is our song,
And every city’s like the same three chords
Been helping us along when the story’s told
And the crowd is done and gone
Shaking off the miles and trying to make it home
Well the bus it is our steeple,
It brings us to the people
And they will be there waiting,
Dancing young and old
And every one of us gets tired,
But every one remains inspired
And every one of us require
To keep picking through our souls
I play the road,
And the highway is our song,
And every city’s like the same three chords
Been helping us along when the story’s told
And the crowd is done and gone
Shaking off the miles and trying to make it home
She says, ”Daddy where do you go
When you leave me all these nights
With a suitcase and guitar in your hand?
Kissing me and mom goodbye with a tear and a smile,
Where do you go,
Daddy where do you go?”
I play the road,
And this highway is our song,
And every city’s like the same three chords
Been helping us along when the story’s told
And the crowd is done and gone
Shaking off the miles and trying to make it home
Shaking off the miles
(Shaking off the miles)
(Mile after mile)
Mile after mile
Baby, I’m coming home
And the highway is our song,
And every city’s like the same three chords
Been helping us along when the story’s told
And the crowd has come and gone
Shaking off the miles and trying to make it home
Every exit is a season,
Every signal is a beacon
And the wind, it carries me
And it eases up my load
Everyday I drag the turns
Every candle still burns
And every lesson I have learned
Brings us closer to the crowd
I play the road,
And the highway is our song,
And every city’s like the same three chords
Been helping us along when the story’s told
And the crowd is done and gone
Shaking off the miles and trying to make it home
Well the bus it is our steeple,
It brings us to the people
And they will be there waiting,
Dancing young and old
And every one of us gets tired,
But every one remains inspired
And every one of us require
To keep picking through our souls
I play the road,
And the highway is our song,
And every city’s like the same three chords
Been helping us along when the story’s told
And the crowd is done and gone
Shaking off the miles and trying to make it home
She says, ”Daddy where do you go
When you leave me all these nights
With a suitcase and guitar in your hand?
Kissing me and mom goodbye with a tear and a smile,
Where do you go,
Daddy where do you go?”
I play the road,
And this highway is our song,
And every city’s like the same three chords
Been helping us along when the story’s told
And the crowd is done and gone
Shaking off the miles and trying to make it home
Shaking off the miles
(Shaking off the miles)
(Mile after mile)
Mile after mile
Baby, I’m coming home
ZAC BROWN BAND – Whatever It Is
She’s got eyes that cut you like a
Knife and lips that taste like sweet red wine
And her pretty legs go to heaven every time
She got a gentle way that puts me at ease
When she walks in a room I can hardly breathe
Got a devastating smile knock a grown man to his knees
She’s got whatever it is
It blows me away
She’s everything I want to say to a woman
But I couldn’t find the words to say
She’s got whatever it is
I don’t know what to do
And every time I try and tell her how I feel
it comes out “I love you”
You got whatever it is
You know I’ve never been the type that would ever want to stay
Bring ‘em home at night and they’re gone the next day
But that all changed when she walked into my life
People ask me what it is
I tell them I don’t know
There’s just something about the woman makes my heart go haywire
She’s gonna be my wife
She’s got whatever it is
It blows me away
She’s everything I want to say to a woman
But I couldn’t find the words to say
She’s got whatever it is
I don’t know what to do
Because every time I try and tell her how I feel
it comes out “I love you”
You got whatever it is
When she loves me
Girl that’s how I feel
When she loves me I’m on top of the world
Because when she loves me I can live forever
When she loves me I am untouchable
She’s got whatever it is
It blows me away
She’s everything I wanted to say to a woman
but couldn’t find the words to say
She’s got whatever it is
I don’t know what to do
Because every time I try and tell her how I feel
it comes out “I love you”
You got whatever it is
Knife and lips that taste like sweet red wine
And her pretty legs go to heaven every time
She got a gentle way that puts me at ease
When she walks in a room I can hardly breathe
Got a devastating smile knock a grown man to his knees
She’s got whatever it is
It blows me away
She’s everything I want to say to a woman
But I couldn’t find the words to say
She’s got whatever it is
I don’t know what to do
And every time I try and tell her how I feel
it comes out “I love you”
You got whatever it is
You know I’ve never been the type that would ever want to stay
Bring ‘em home at night and they’re gone the next day
But that all changed when she walked into my life
People ask me what it is
I tell them I don’t know
There’s just something about the woman makes my heart go haywire
She’s gonna be my wife
She’s got whatever it is
It blows me away
She’s everything I want to say to a woman
But I couldn’t find the words to say
She’s got whatever it is
I don’t know what to do
Because every time I try and tell her how I feel
it comes out “I love you”
You got whatever it is
When she loves me
Girl that’s how I feel
When she loves me I’m on top of the world
Because when she loves me I can live forever
When she loves me I am untouchable
She’s got whatever it is
It blows me away
She’s everything I wanted to say to a woman
but couldn’t find the words to say
She’s got whatever it is
I don’t know what to do
Because every time I try and tell her how I feel
it comes out “I love you”
You got whatever it is
ZAC BROWN BAND – Where The Boat Leaves From
There’s a place, where the boat leaves from
It takes away all of your big problems
You got worries you can drop them in the blue ocean
But you gotta get away to where the boat leaves from
Take one part sand, and one part sea, one part shade of banana tree
The drinks they’re cold and the raggae is hot
And I know this is the place for me
So get away to where the boat leaves from
It takes away all of your big problems
You got worries you can drop them in the blue ocean
But you gotta get away to where the boat leaves from
See the problem is that you’re right there
And there’s a perfectly good island somewhere
Where a ride that floats and don’t grab your coats
You won’t need it where we are going
Get away to where the boat leaves from
It takes away all of your big problems
You got worries you can drop them in the blue ocean
But you gotta get away to where the boat leaves from
Pick me up
Pick me up
Pick me up
Put me down
Down on the sand where its cool
Put me down
When I fall off my stool
Put me down
I’ll just sleep there til morning comes around
With sunshine tanned ladies and piña colodas
and Bob Marley songs that are playing
There’s a song in my ear that I want you to hear
Soft tropical lips that are singin
Get away to where the boat leaves from
It takes away all of your big problems
You got worries you can drop them in the blue ocean
But you gotta get away to where the boat leaves from
So get away to where the boat leaves from
it takes away all of your big problems
You got worries you can drop them in the blue ocean
but you got to get away to where the
so get away to where the boat leaves from
it takes away all of your big problems
you got worries you could drop them in the blue ocean
[x4]
oooooo pick me up
oooooo pick me up
i gotta go
[x4]
oooooo pick me up
oooooo pick me up
It takes away all of your big problems
You got worries you can drop them in the blue ocean
But you gotta get away to where the boat leaves from
Take one part sand, and one part sea, one part shade of banana tree
The drinks they’re cold and the raggae is hot
And I know this is the place for me
So get away to where the boat leaves from
It takes away all of your big problems
You got worries you can drop them in the blue ocean
But you gotta get away to where the boat leaves from
See the problem is that you’re right there
And there’s a perfectly good island somewhere
Where a ride that floats and don’t grab your coats
You won’t need it where we are going
Get away to where the boat leaves from
It takes away all of your big problems
You got worries you can drop them in the blue ocean
But you gotta get away to where the boat leaves from
Pick me up
Pick me up
Pick me up
Put me down
Down on the sand where its cool
Put me down
When I fall off my stool
Put me down
I’ll just sleep there til morning comes around
With sunshine tanned ladies and piña colodas
and Bob Marley songs that are playing
There’s a song in my ear that I want you to hear
Soft tropical lips that are singin
Get away to where the boat leaves from
It takes away all of your big problems
You got worries you can drop them in the blue ocean
But you gotta get away to where the boat leaves from
So get away to where the boat leaves from
it takes away all of your big problems
You got worries you can drop them in the blue ocean
but you got to get away to where the
so get away to where the boat leaves from
it takes away all of your big problems
you got worries you could drop them in the blue ocean
[x4]
oooooo pick me up
oooooo pick me up
i gotta go
[x4]
oooooo pick me up
oooooo pick me up
Zac Brown Band – Sweet Annie
I been burning Bright
For so long I can’t remember
Pretty girls and late night bars seem to be my line of work
Believe me when I say, I can’t stay this high forever
This man’s had all he can stand, time to lay this body down
Sweet Annie
Can I stay with you a while
Cause this roads been putting miles on my heart,
Sweetheart I’ve been livin in a fantasy
But one day Lightning will strike
And my bark will lose it’s bite
Don’t’ give up on me
Sweet Annie.
Sweet Annie
I know I promised you a life
But an empty bed and the words I said don’t carry any weight
If I could take back yesterday, Find a way to start it over
Turn around, put that bottle down and pray it’s not too late
Sweet Annie
Can I stay with you a while
Cause this roads been putting miles on my heart,
Sweetheart I’ve been livin in a fantasy
But one day Lightning will strike
And my bark will lose it’s bite
Don’t’ give up on me
What will be will be
Sweet Annie.
Turn out the light
These hands alone to hold you
Fall all over you
All over again
Come a little closer so I can show you
My heart still beats fast for you
All over, and over again
Sweet Annie
Can I stay with you a while
Cause this roads been putting miles on my heart,
Sweetheart I’ve been livin in a fantasy
But one day Lightning will strike
And my bark will lose it’s bite
Don’t’ give up on me
Sweet Annie.
For so long I can’t remember
Pretty girls and late night bars seem to be my line of work
Believe me when I say, I can’t stay this high forever
This man’s had all he can stand, time to lay this body down
Sweet Annie
Can I stay with you a while
Cause this roads been putting miles on my heart,
Sweetheart I’ve been livin in a fantasy
But one day Lightning will strike
And my bark will lose it’s bite
Don’t’ give up on me
Sweet Annie.
Sweet Annie
I know I promised you a life
But an empty bed and the words I said don’t carry any weight
If I could take back yesterday, Find a way to start it over
Turn around, put that bottle down and pray it’s not too late
Sweet Annie
Can I stay with you a while
Cause this roads been putting miles on my heart,
Sweetheart I’ve been livin in a fantasy
But one day Lightning will strike
And my bark will lose it’s bite
Don’t’ give up on me
What will be will be
Sweet Annie.
Turn out the light
These hands alone to hold you
Fall all over you
All over again
Come a little closer so I can show you
My heart still beats fast for you
All over, and over again
Sweet Annie
Can I stay with you a while
Cause this roads been putting miles on my heart,
Sweetheart I’ve been livin in a fantasy
But one day Lightning will strike
And my bark will lose it’s bite
Don’t’ give up on me
Sweet Annie.
ZAC BROWN BAND – Toes
I got my toes in the water, ass in the sand
Not a worry in the world, a cold beer in my hand
Life is good today. Life is good today.
Well, the plane touched down just about 3 o’clock
And the city’s still on my mind
Bikinis and palm trees danced in my head
I was still in the baggage line
Concrete and cars are there own prison bars like this life
I’m living in
But the plane brought me farther.
I’m surrounded by water
And I’m not going back again
I got my toes in the water, ass in the sand
a worry in the world, a cold beer in my hand
Life is good today. Life is good today.
Adios and vaya con dios
Yeah I’m leaving GA
And if it weren’t for tequila and pretty senoritas
I’d have no reason to stay
Adios and vaya con dios
Yeah I’m leaving GA
Gonna lay in the hot sun and roll a big fat one
And grab my guitar and play
Four days flew by like a drunk Friday night as the summer drew to an end
They can’t believe that I just couldn’t leave
And I bid adieu to my friends
Because my bartender she’s from the islands
Her body’s been kissed by the sun
And coconut replaces the smell of the bar and I don’t know if its her or the rum
I got my toes in the water, ass in the sand
Not a worry in the world, a cold beer in my hand
Life is good today. Life is good today.
Adios and vaya con dios
A long way from GA
Yes and all the muchachas they call me “big poppa” when I throw pesos their way
Adios and vaya con dios
A long way from GA
Someone do me a favor and pour me some Jaeger
And I’ll grab my guitar and play
Adios and vaya con dios
Going home now to stay
The senoritas don’t care-o when there’s no dinero
You got no money to stay
Adios and vaya con dios
Going home now to stay
Just gonna gonna drive up by the lake
With my ass in a lawn chair
And toes in the clay
Not a worry in the world a PBR on the way
Life is good today. Life is good today.
Not a worry in the world, a cold beer in my hand
Life is good today. Life is good today.
Well, the plane touched down just about 3 o’clock
And the city’s still on my mind
Bikinis and palm trees danced in my head
I was still in the baggage line
Concrete and cars are there own prison bars like this life
I’m living in
But the plane brought me farther.
I’m surrounded by water
And I’m not going back again
I got my toes in the water, ass in the sand
a worry in the world, a cold beer in my hand
Life is good today. Life is good today.
Adios and vaya con dios
Yeah I’m leaving GA
And if it weren’t for tequila and pretty senoritas
I’d have no reason to stay
Adios and vaya con dios
Yeah I’m leaving GA
Gonna lay in the hot sun and roll a big fat one
And grab my guitar and play
Four days flew by like a drunk Friday night as the summer drew to an end
They can’t believe that I just couldn’t leave
And I bid adieu to my friends
Because my bartender she’s from the islands
Her body’s been kissed by the sun
And coconut replaces the smell of the bar and I don’t know if its her or the rum
I got my toes in the water, ass in the sand
Not a worry in the world, a cold beer in my hand
Life is good today. Life is good today.
Adios and vaya con dios
A long way from GA
Yes and all the muchachas they call me “big poppa” when I throw pesos their way
Adios and vaya con dios
A long way from GA
Someone do me a favor and pour me some Jaeger
And I’ll grab my guitar and play
Adios and vaya con dios
Going home now to stay
The senoritas don’t care-o when there’s no dinero
You got no money to stay
Adios and vaya con dios
Going home now to stay
Just gonna gonna drive up by the lake
With my ass in a lawn chair
And toes in the clay
Not a worry in the world a PBR on the way
Life is good today. Life is good today.
Zac Brown Band – Uncaged
Gonna lift to the great wide open
Wanna set my spirit free
Won’t stop till I reach the ocean
Gonna break these chains holding me
Uncaged
Gonna swim in the coldest river
Gonna drink from a mountain spring
Deep in the land of the great wide open
Let the water roll all over me
Uncaged
Oh, wanna swim in the sunshine
And every day find a way to face my fears
Oh, wanna get in the wind
Gonna take every chance I’m given
Feel the wind through the open plains
Freedom is a gift, get livin
Go chase that sunset highway down
You got to get uncaged!
Wanna set my spirit free
Won’t stop till I reach the ocean
Gonna break these chains holding me
Uncaged
Gonna swim in the coldest river
Gonna drink from a mountain spring
Deep in the land of the great wide open
Let the water roll all over me
Uncaged
Oh, wanna swim in the sunshine
And every day find a way to face my fears
Oh, wanna get in the wind
Gonna take every chance I’m given
Feel the wind through the open plains
Freedom is a gift, get livin
Go chase that sunset highway down
You got to get uncaged!
ZAC BROWN BAND – Sic 'Em On A Chicken
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Sic ‘em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Bring out the butter and the flour we’re ready to fry.
My dog Pete is the smallest dog of all the dogs in my yard
He’s a mean son’ bitch
Drinks Beam and water from a broken mason jar
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Sic ‘em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Bring out the butter and the flour we’re ready to fry.
I heard this awful noise coming from the woods
I heard chicken screams
Know it ain’t gonna be good
Well I think we lost the chicken
Think we lost the chicken
Think we lost the chicken because I just heard him cry
Think we lost the chicken
Think we lost the chicken
Think we lost the chicken but you can get another one for a dollar 79
In a couple of years his spurs have grown
He wasn’t safe to keep around the house
When he almost took an eyeball from Lonny’s son
And I was sitting at home making fig preserves
And I’d seen where that rooster kicked him in the eye
And I knew that that was the day that chicken was going to get what he deserved
So I chased the chicken
I chased the chicken
I chased the chicken and Pete hit ‘em from the side
I chased the chicken
I chased the chicken
I chased the chicken and me and Pete suppered on a home made chicken pot pie
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Sic ‘em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly
Sic ‘em on a chicken
Get that chicken
I can smell the kitchen and it’s almost supper time
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Sic ‘em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Bring out the butter and the flour we’re ready to fry.
My dog Pete is the smallest dog of all the dogs in my yard
He’s a mean son’ bitch
Drinks Beam and water from a broken mason jar
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Sic ‘em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Bring out the butter and the flour we’re ready to fry.
I heard this awful noise coming from the woods
I heard chicken screams
Know it ain’t gonna be good
Well I think we lost the chicken
Think we lost the chicken
Think we lost the chicken because I just heard him cry
Think we lost the chicken
Think we lost the chicken
Think we lost the chicken but you can get another one for a dollar 79
In a couple of years his spurs have grown
He wasn’t safe to keep around the house
When he almost took an eyeball from Lonny’s son
And I was sitting at home making fig preserves
And I’d seen where that rooster kicked him in the eye
And I knew that that was the day that chicken was going to get what he deserved
So I chased the chicken
I chased the chicken
I chased the chicken and Pete hit ‘em from the side
I chased the chicken
I chased the chicken
I chased the chicken and me and Pete suppered on a home made chicken pot pie
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Sic ‘em on a chicken.
Sic ‘em on a chicken and watch them feathers fly
Sic ‘em on a chicken
Get that chicken
I can smell the kitchen and it’s almost supper time
Zac Brown Band – Smoke Rise
She was something in her formative years
She’d hide her accent, it would reappear
When she would brag on what Daddy Bought last night
Only pretty girls were in that crowd
They’d tease a handful of poor kids out loud
And even then I knew it wasn’t right
Smoke rises,
You were never kind
Good news,
I’ve left you all behind
Some who
Hoped that it would last
Smoke rise, I’m glad you’re in my past
Most of the kids were better than me
Or at least they thought so,
And it was plain to see
That children are cruel
And I didn’t have a fighting chance
I wasn’t a jock, I wasn’t a brain
We weren’t well-off and Mama couldn’t explain
Why no one would take a poor boy to the dance
Smoke rises,
You were never kind
Good news,
I’ve left you all behind
Some who,
Hoped that it would last
Smoke rise, I’m glad you’re in my past
Those bold rich kids find it hard to embrace
When they bus black kids in from all over the place
The county tried to prove their schools were all the same
Old Jim Crow tried to integrate
But in the South its hard to relate
When Grandpa used the n-word with no shame
Oh, Smoke rises,
You were never kind
Good news,
I’ve left you all behind
Some who,
Hoped that it would last
Smoke rise, I’m glad you’re in my past
She’d hide her accent, it would reappear
When she would brag on what Daddy Bought last night
Only pretty girls were in that crowd
They’d tease a handful of poor kids out loud
And even then I knew it wasn’t right
Smoke rises,
You were never kind
Good news,
I’ve left you all behind
Some who
Hoped that it would last
Smoke rise, I’m glad you’re in my past
Most of the kids were better than me
Or at least they thought so,
And it was plain to see
That children are cruel
And I didn’t have a fighting chance
I wasn’t a jock, I wasn’t a brain
We weren’t well-off and Mama couldn’t explain
Why no one would take a poor boy to the dance
Smoke rises,
You were never kind
Good news,
I’ve left you all behind
Some who,
Hoped that it would last
Smoke rise, I’m glad you’re in my past
Those bold rich kids find it hard to embrace
When they bus black kids in from all over the place
The county tried to prove their schools were all the same
Old Jim Crow tried to integrate
But in the South its hard to relate
When Grandpa used the n-word with no shame
Oh, Smoke rises,
You were never kind
Good news,
I’ve left you all behind
Some who,
Hoped that it would last
Smoke rise, I’m glad you’re in my past
Zac Brown Band – Overnight
I don’t know how much more of this
That I can take
I want you
And I ain’t gonna have you any other way
Ain’t no time for talking
Show me what you got
We’re gonna get this bed rocking
And it ain’t gonna stop
Roll your body like you do
Don’t be afraid to move it
You got everything I like so
Why don’t you get right to it
Come on let yourself go crazy
Come on girl amaze me
I’m your judge and jury
So you have to do the time
Overnight
Overnight
Overnight
(You getting locked up)
Overnight
(Like it or not)
First I’m gonna search your body over
I gotta make sure
You ain’t hidin nothin nowhere
Ain’t no time for talking
Show me what you got
We’re gonna get this bed rocking
And it ain’t gonna stop
Ain’t no time for talking
Show me what you got
We’re gonna get this bed rocking
And it ain’t gonna stop
Roll your body like you do
Don’t be afraid to move it
You got everything I like so
Why don’t you get right to it
Come on let yourself go crazy
Come on girl amaze me
I’m your judge and jury
So you have to do the time
Overnight
(You getting locked up)
Overnight
(Like it or not, girl)
Overnight
(You getting locked up)
Overnight
Tell me how you want it
Tell me how you want it
Oh wait, you better show
You better shoe me
Ain’t no time for talking
Show me what you got
We’re gonna get this bed rocking
And it ain’t gonna stop
Overnight
(You getting locked up)
Overnight
(Like it or not, girl)
Overnight
Overnight
Overnight
Overnight
Overnight
Overnight
Overnight
I’m gonna
I’m gonna beat it up, girl
That I can take
I want you
And I ain’t gonna have you any other way
Ain’t no time for talking
Show me what you got
We’re gonna get this bed rocking
And it ain’t gonna stop
Roll your body like you do
Don’t be afraid to move it
You got everything I like so
Why don’t you get right to it
Come on let yourself go crazy
Come on girl amaze me
I’m your judge and jury
So you have to do the time
Overnight
Overnight
Overnight
(You getting locked up)
Overnight
(Like it or not)
First I’m gonna search your body over
I gotta make sure
You ain’t hidin nothin nowhere
Ain’t no time for talking
Show me what you got
We’re gonna get this bed rocking
And it ain’t gonna stop
Ain’t no time for talking
Show me what you got
We’re gonna get this bed rocking
And it ain’t gonna stop
Roll your body like you do
Don’t be afraid to move it
You got everything I like so
Why don’t you get right to it
Come on let yourself go crazy
Come on girl amaze me
I’m your judge and jury
So you have to do the time
Overnight
(You getting locked up)
Overnight
(Like it or not, girl)
Overnight
(You getting locked up)
Overnight
Tell me how you want it
Tell me how you want it
Oh wait, you better show
You better shoe me
Ain’t no time for talking
Show me what you got
We’re gonna get this bed rocking
And it ain’t gonna stop
Overnight
(You getting locked up)
Overnight
(Like it or not, girl)
Overnight
Overnight
Overnight
Overnight
Overnight
Overnight
Overnight
I’m gonna
I’m gonna beat it up, girl
Zac Brown Band – Quiet Your Mind
I hear the waves
Sun beatin’ down on my shoulders
It’s a near-perfect day
Wishin’ I wouldn’t get any older
They say that it’s gone ’fore you know it now
Quiet your mind
Soak it all in
It’s a game you can’t win
Enjoy the ride
I feel the change
Goin’ on all around me
It’s strange
How I’m taken and guided
Where I end up right I’m needed to be
Quiet your mind
Soak it all in
It’s a game you can’t win
Enjoy the ride
At the end of the water
A red sun is risin’
And the stars are all goin’ away
And if you’re too busy talkin’
You’re not busy listenin’
To hear what the land has to say
Quiet your mind
I hear the waves
Sun beatin’ down on my shoulders
It’s a near-perfect day
Wishin’ I wouldn’t get any older
They say that it’s gone ’fore you know it and
Soak it all in
It’s a game you can’t win
Enjoy the ride
Sun beatin’ down on my shoulders
It’s a near-perfect day
Wishin’ I wouldn’t get any older
They say that it’s gone ’fore you know it now
Quiet your mind
Soak it all in
It’s a game you can’t win
Enjoy the ride
I feel the change
Goin’ on all around me
It’s strange
How I’m taken and guided
Where I end up right I’m needed to be
Quiet your mind
Soak it all in
It’s a game you can’t win
Enjoy the ride
At the end of the water
A red sun is risin’
And the stars are all goin’ away
And if you’re too busy talkin’
You’re not busy listenin’
To hear what the land has to say
Quiet your mind
I hear the waves
Sun beatin’ down on my shoulders
It’s a near-perfect day
Wishin’ I wouldn’t get any older
They say that it’s gone ’fore you know it and
Soak it all in
It’s a game you can’t win
Enjoy the ride
Zac Brown Band – Settle Me Down
A man’s blood runs hot
As high as the temple will go
Though we can deny our nature, baby
It makes us less in control
There’s a beautiful lady who breaks in the sand
With secrets that she only knows
Oh she gives and she takes with each wave that she makes
And it’s to her that I must go
Cause she settle me down
Settle me down
Oh won’t you settle me down
The coolest fever in my blood
Oh won’t you settle me down
C’mon
Oh it’s not my style
To be afraid
Of what evil men gon’ do
And I won’t live in fear
I know why I’m here
Yeah, I’m sheltered and watched after too
‘Cause these people put on the fine business suits
And they step on your face ’til they’re going
Oh, the money, the cursin’, when it’s time for the hearse
Only bankers and lawyers are showin’
Come and settle me down
Settle me down
Oh won’t you settle me down
The coolest fever in my blood
Oh won’t you settle me down
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Hey boys,
Listen right here.
This ain’t ever gonna get on country radio
I’m tellin’ ya’
You gotta change your style
C’mon
Settle me down
Settle me down
Oh won’t you settle me down
The coolest fever in my blood
Oh won’t you settle me down
Settle me down
Settle me down
Oh won’t you settle me down
The coolest fever in my blood
Settle me down
Settle me down
Oh won’t you settle me down
The coolest fever in my blood
Oh won’t you settle me down
As high as the temple will go
Though we can deny our nature, baby
It makes us less in control
There’s a beautiful lady who breaks in the sand
With secrets that she only knows
Oh she gives and she takes with each wave that she makes
And it’s to her that I must go
Cause she settle me down
Settle me down
Oh won’t you settle me down
The coolest fever in my blood
Oh won’t you settle me down
C’mon
Oh it’s not my style
To be afraid
Of what evil men gon’ do
And I won’t live in fear
I know why I’m here
Yeah, I’m sheltered and watched after too
‘Cause these people put on the fine business suits
And they step on your face ’til they’re going
Oh, the money, the cursin’, when it’s time for the hearse
Only bankers and lawyers are showin’
Come and settle me down
Settle me down
Oh won’t you settle me down
The coolest fever in my blood
Oh won’t you settle me down
Bye, bye, bye, bye
Hey boys,
Listen right here.
This ain’t ever gonna get on country radio
I’m tellin’ ya’
You gotta change your style
C’mon
Settle me down
Settle me down
Oh won’t you settle me down
The coolest fever in my blood
Oh won’t you settle me down
Settle me down
Settle me down
Oh won’t you settle me down
The coolest fever in my blood
Settle me down
Settle me down
Oh won’t you settle me down
The coolest fever in my blood
Oh won’t you settle me down
Zac Brown Band – Oh My Sweet Carolina
I went down to Houston
And I stopped in San ’Antone
I passed up the station for the bus
I was trying to find me something
But I wasn’t sure just what
Man I ended up with pockets full of dust
And I went down to Cleveland, that’s where I went insane
I bought a borrowed suit and learned to dance
I was spending money like the way it likes to rain
Man I ended up with pockets full of cane
Oh my sweet Carolina
What compels me to go?
Oh my sweet disposition
May you one day carry me home
Never been to Vegas, but I gambled up my life
Though the newsprint boats are raced in sewer mains
Was trying to find me something but I wasn’t sure just what
Funny how they say that ”some things never change”
Oh my sweet Carolina
What compels me to go?
Oh my sweet disposition
May you one day carry me home
And out here in the city seems like things are closing in
The sunset’s just my light bulb burning out
I miss Kentucky and I miss my family
All the sweetest winds they blow across the South
Oh my sweet Carolina
What compels me to go?
Oh my sweet disposition
May you one day carry me home
May you one day carry me home.
And I stopped in San ’Antone
I passed up the station for the bus
I was trying to find me something
But I wasn’t sure just what
Man I ended up with pockets full of dust
And I went down to Cleveland, that’s where I went insane
I bought a borrowed suit and learned to dance
I was spending money like the way it likes to rain
Man I ended up with pockets full of cane
Oh my sweet Carolina
What compels me to go?
Oh my sweet disposition
May you one day carry me home
Never been to Vegas, but I gambled up my life
Though the newsprint boats are raced in sewer mains
Was trying to find me something but I wasn’t sure just what
Funny how they say that ”some things never change”
Oh my sweet Carolina
What compels me to go?
Oh my sweet disposition
May you one day carry me home
And out here in the city seems like things are closing in
The sunset’s just my light bulb burning out
I miss Kentucky and I miss my family
All the sweetest winds they blow across the South
Oh my sweet Carolina
What compels me to go?
Oh my sweet disposition
May you one day carry me home
May you one day carry me home.
Zac Brown Band – Natural Disaster
Had lips like candy
Hair floated like water
Skin like velvet made
The whole damn world slow down
She was a preacher’s daughter
Never did what daddy taught her
And the rebel in her soul
Brought her to me
The river was cold
And the river was wide
She flowed from the mountain
Straight across the great divide
And her heart ran cold
But her love runs deep
She’s fire on the mountain
Wrecking everyone she meets
She’s like rain when she rolls in
But that sunshine in her thunder
Makes the loneliest heart wonder
If the ride is worth the pain
Might not be storm clouds inside
Oh but don’t you worry friend
She’s coming around the bend
She’s holding lightning in both hands
Lord please know
It’s not time for me to go
The river has my heart
She’s the keeper of my soul
On one side of the water
Sweet everlasting grace
The other side could end your life
Or steal your breath away
She’s like rain when she rolls in
But that sunshine in her thunder
Makes the loneliest heart wonder
If the ride is worth the pain
Might not be storm clouds inside
Oh but don’t you worry friend
She’s coming around the bend
She’s holding lightning in both hands
She’s a natural disaster
She’ll tear the land in two
She’s running to be running
Cause it’s all she knows to do
She’s a tumbleweed rolling
A river running wild
A hurricane blowing
She’s the calm after the storm
Under an Appalachian sunset sky
She’s like rain when she rolls in
But that sunshine in her thunder
Makes the loneliest heart wonder
If the ride is worth the pain
Might not be storm clouds inside
Oh but don’t you worry friend
She’s coming around the bend
She’s holding lightning in both hands
She’s like rain
She rolls in
But there’s sunshine in her thunder
She’s coming around the band
She’s holding lightning in both hands
Hair floated like water
Skin like velvet made
The whole damn world slow down
She was a preacher’s daughter
Never did what daddy taught her
And the rebel in her soul
Brought her to me
The river was cold
And the river was wide
She flowed from the mountain
Straight across the great divide
And her heart ran cold
But her love runs deep
She’s fire on the mountain
Wrecking everyone she meets
She’s like rain when she rolls in
But that sunshine in her thunder
Makes the loneliest heart wonder
If the ride is worth the pain
Might not be storm clouds inside
Oh but don’t you worry friend
She’s coming around the bend
She’s holding lightning in both hands
Lord please know
It’s not time for me to go
The river has my heart
She’s the keeper of my soul
On one side of the water
Sweet everlasting grace
The other side could end your life
Or steal your breath away
She’s like rain when she rolls in
But that sunshine in her thunder
Makes the loneliest heart wonder
If the ride is worth the pain
Might not be storm clouds inside
Oh but don’t you worry friend
She’s coming around the bend
She’s holding lightning in both hands
She’s a natural disaster
She’ll tear the land in two
She’s running to be running
Cause it’s all she knows to do
She’s a tumbleweed rolling
A river running wild
A hurricane blowing
She’s the calm after the storm
Under an Appalachian sunset sky
She’s like rain when she rolls in
But that sunshine in her thunder
Makes the loneliest heart wonder
If the ride is worth the pain
Might not be storm clouds inside
Oh but don’t you worry friend
She’s coming around the bend
She’s holding lightning in both hands
She’s like rain
She rolls in
But there’s sunshine in her thunder
She’s coming around the band
She’s holding lightning in both hands
Zac Brown Band – Nothing
Cried all night when you told me that I’d lost you
I died inside as I watched you walk away
And all this time I didn’t doubt your reasons
But I can’t heal what you can’t replace
But now I sleep like a baby,
And all my dreams come true
‘Cause the rest of my life has nothing to do with you
Pulled up my favorite chair at my favorite tavern
I turned to see you standing there with envy in your eyes
And I saved your life from 13 years of anger
But I broke every bone on the way home swinging at the sky
Now I sleep like a baby,
And all my dreams come true
‘Cause the rest of my life has nothing to do with you
Stumbled in to find you cryin’ in the kitchen
I argued with a broken heart and fabricated pride
And the battle raged for hours, but I didn’t have the power
To make you understand so you turned and said goodbye
Now I sleep like a baby,
And all my dreams come true
‘Cause the rest of my life has nothing to do with you
Now I sleep like a baby
And all my dreams come true
‘Cause a rest of my life has zero to do, zero to do, zero to do with you
I died inside as I watched you walk away
And all this time I didn’t doubt your reasons
But I can’t heal what you can’t replace
But now I sleep like a baby,
And all my dreams come true
‘Cause the rest of my life has nothing to do with you
Pulled up my favorite chair at my favorite tavern
I turned to see you standing there with envy in your eyes
And I saved your life from 13 years of anger
But I broke every bone on the way home swinging at the sky
Now I sleep like a baby,
And all my dreams come true
‘Cause the rest of my life has nothing to do with you
Stumbled in to find you cryin’ in the kitchen
I argued with a broken heart and fabricated pride
And the battle raged for hours, but I didn’t have the power
To make you understand so you turned and said goodbye
Now I sleep like a baby,
And all my dreams come true
‘Cause the rest of my life has nothing to do with you
Now I sleep like a baby
And all my dreams come true
‘Cause a rest of my life has zero to do, zero to do, zero to do with you
Zac Brown Band – Make This Day
I passed out last night and I never made it home.
Wound up on a bus to San Antone.
My head hurts bad and I ain’t wearing shoes.
Going to find my wallet and my way home to you.
We’re gonna make this day.
A little better than the last.
It’s amazing how slow days like this can go.
Find a way to wash away.
Any regret you have don’t let this moment pass.
Live inside this day.
I got cuffs on my hands.
Chains on my feet.
Got locked up for the second time this week.
And I know I make you cry but girl my love is true.
Going to find my wallet and my way back home to you.
We’re gonna make this day.
A little better than the last.
It’s amazing how slow days like this can go.
Find a way to wash away.
Any regret you have don’t let this moment pass.
Live inside this day.
Now I’m back on the street.
Thumb in the air.
Don’t know how the hell that I got here.
But I’m gonna hitch that ride.
If it’s the last thing I do.
Gonna find that wallet and bring it home to you.
We’re gonna make this day.
A little better than the last.
Know don’t you let this life come whoop your…
Find a way to wash away.
And regret you have.
Wound up on a bus to San Antone.
My head hurts bad and I ain’t wearing shoes.
Going to find my wallet and my way home to you.
We’re gonna make this day.
A little better than the last.
It’s amazing how slow days like this can go.
Find a way to wash away.
Any regret you have don’t let this moment pass.
Live inside this day.
I got cuffs on my hands.
Chains on my feet.
Got locked up for the second time this week.
And I know I make you cry but girl my love is true.
Going to find my wallet and my way back home to you.
We’re gonna make this day.
A little better than the last.
It’s amazing how slow days like this can go.
Find a way to wash away.
Any regret you have don’t let this moment pass.
Live inside this day.
Now I’m back on the street.
Thumb in the air.
Don’t know how the hell that I got here.
But I’m gonna hitch that ride.
If it’s the last thing I do.
Gonna find that wallet and bring it home to you.
We’re gonna make this day.
A little better than the last.
Know don’t you let this life come whoop your…
Find a way to wash away.
And regret you have.
Zac Brown Band – Martin
He was born in the woods
Torn from his home.
Well, he was naked,
And destined
To be out on his own.
And he waited in darkness,
Hoping someone might see,
From something so rough,
What a treasure he’d be.
Stronger than steel and wood.
Seen me through the bad and good.
And when I’m hanging by a string,
Every little thing
Is understood
Between Martin and me.
Well he’s hollow in the middle
From the shape that he’s in.
He’s either filled up with music
Or locked in his shell again.
And it takes some fine tuning
To make him come around,
But he’s a huge piece of me
And I’ll never put him down.
Stronger than steel and wood.
Seen me through the bad and good.
And when I’m hanging by a string,
Every little thing
Is understood
Between Martin and me.
He is a good friend,
And he has his own voice.
And you get what you give;
Sometimes it’s just noise.
But if you treat him well
He will last your life long.
And if you’re honest and open
Well, he will write you a song.
(Write you a song, write you a song)
Stronger than steel and wood.
Seen me through the bad and good.
And when I’m hanging by a string,
Every little thing
Is understood
And when I’m hanging by a string,
Every little thing
Is understood
Between Martin and me.
Torn from his home.
Well, he was naked,
And destined
To be out on his own.
And he waited in darkness,
Hoping someone might see,
From something so rough,
What a treasure he’d be.
Stronger than steel and wood.
Seen me through the bad and good.
And when I’m hanging by a string,
Every little thing
Is understood
Between Martin and me.
Well he’s hollow in the middle
From the shape that he’s in.
He’s either filled up with music
Or locked in his shell again.
And it takes some fine tuning
To make him come around,
But he’s a huge piece of me
And I’ll never put him down.
Stronger than steel and wood.
Seen me through the bad and good.
And when I’m hanging by a string,
Every little thing
Is understood
Between Martin and me.
He is a good friend,
And he has his own voice.
And you get what you give;
Sometimes it’s just noise.
But if you treat him well
He will last your life long.
And if you’re honest and open
Well, he will write you a song.
(Write you a song, write you a song)
Stronger than steel and wood.
Seen me through the bad and good.
And when I’m hanging by a string,
Every little thing
Is understood
And when I’m hanging by a string,
Every little thing
Is understood
Between Martin and me.
ZAC BROWN BAND – Mary
Mary, Mary, why you want to do me this way?
I was dumb enough not to settle down when you wanted to
Now I’m sittin’ here going crazy trying to crawl back to you
Mary, Mary, why you want to do me this way?
But I was smart enough to come to my senses
Be who you need me to be
And if you say that I’m too late
I’ll curl up and die in misery
Mary, Mary, why you want to do me this way
I remember our first kiss on the 4th of July
I’ll never miss another one of those
I’ll be by your side
If my foolish heart was wrong,
this truly was never meant to be
Well I only hope that he’ll count his lucky stars
and love you as much as me
Mary, Mary, why you want to do me this way [3x]
I was dumb enough not to settle down when you wanted to
Now I’m sittin’ here going crazy trying to crawl back to you
Mary, Mary, why you want to do me this way?
But I was smart enough to come to my senses
Be who you need me to be
And if you say that I’m too late
I’ll curl up and die in misery
Mary, Mary, why you want to do me this way
I remember our first kiss on the 4th of July
I’ll never miss another one of those
I’ll be by your side
If my foolish heart was wrong,
this truly was never meant to be
Well I only hope that he’ll count his lucky stars
and love you as much as me
Mary, Mary, why you want to do me this way [3x]
Zac Brown Band – Keep Me In Mind
How come all the pretty girls like you are taken baby
I’ve been looking for someone like you to save me
Life’s too easy to be so damn complicated
Take your time and I’ll be waitin’
Keep me in mind
Somewhere down the road you might get lonely
Keep me in mind
And I pray someday that you will love me only
I think about you somedays
And the way I would lay and waste a day after day with you
We always go our separate ways
But no one can love you baby the way I do
Keep me in mind
Somewhere down the road you might get lonely
Keep me in mind
And I pray someday that you will love me only
Well the world can be real tough
Find shelter in me
If there’s no one else to love
Keep me in mind
If ever you wanted me, I’ll be your man
I’d be a fool to let you go with someone else
Whatever you want from me, I’ll be your man
I’d give it all up just to have you for myself
Keep me in mind
Somewhere down the road you might get lonely
Keep me in mind
And I pray someday that you will love me only
Well the world can be real tough
Why don’t you hold on to me
When there’s no one else to love
Keep me in mind
(Keep me in mind)
And I’ll hold you darling
(Keep me in mind)
I’ll be your man
(Keep me in mind)
I’ll hold you darling
(Keep me in mind)
C’mon little mama
Put it on me
I’ve been looking for someone like you to save me
Life’s too easy to be so damn complicated
Take your time and I’ll be waitin’
Keep me in mind
Somewhere down the road you might get lonely
Keep me in mind
And I pray someday that you will love me only
I think about you somedays
And the way I would lay and waste a day after day with you
We always go our separate ways
But no one can love you baby the way I do
Keep me in mind
Somewhere down the road you might get lonely
Keep me in mind
And I pray someday that you will love me only
Well the world can be real tough
Find shelter in me
If there’s no one else to love
Keep me in mind
If ever you wanted me, I’ll be your man
I’d be a fool to let you go with someone else
Whatever you want from me, I’ll be your man
I’d give it all up just to have you for myself
Keep me in mind
Somewhere down the road you might get lonely
Keep me in mind
And I pray someday that you will love me only
Well the world can be real tough
Why don’t you hold on to me
When there’s no one else to love
Keep me in mind
(Keep me in mind)
And I’ll hold you darling
(Keep me in mind)
I’ll be your man
(Keep me in mind)
I’ll hold you darling
(Keep me in mind)
C’mon little mama
Put it on me
Zac Brown Band – Knee Deep
Gonna put the the world away for a minute
Pretend I don’t live in it
Sunshine gonna wash my blues away
Had sweet love but I lost it
She got too close so I fought her
Now I’m lost in the world trying to find me a better way
Wishing I was knee deep in the water somewhere
Got the blue sky breeze and it don’t seem fair
Only worry in the world is the tide gonna reach my chair
Sunrise there’s a fire in the sky
Never been so happy
Never felt so high
And I think I might have found me my own kind of paradise
Wrote a note said be back in a minute
Bought a boat and I sailed off in it
Don’t think anybody gonna miss me anyway
Mind on a permanent vacation
The ocean is my only medication
Wishing my condition ain’t ever gonna go away
Cause now I’m knee deep in the water somewhere
Got the blue sky breeze blowing wind through my hair
Only worry in the world is the tide gonna reach my chair
Sunrise there’s a fire in the sky
Never been so happy
Never felt so high
And I think I might have found me my own kind of paradise
This champagne shore washing over me
It’s a sweet sweet life living by the salty sea
One day you could be as lost as me
Change you’re geography
Maybe you might be
Knee deep in the water somewhere
Got the blue sky breeze blowing wind through my hair
Only worry in the world is the tide gonna reach my chair
Sunrise there’s a fire in the sky
Never been so happy
Never felt so high
And I think I might have found me my own kind of paradise
Come on in the water it’s nice
Find yourself a little slice
Grab a backpack of lies
You never know until you try
When you lose yourself
You find the key to paradise
Pretend I don’t live in it
Sunshine gonna wash my blues away
Had sweet love but I lost it
She got too close so I fought her
Now I’m lost in the world trying to find me a better way
Wishing I was knee deep in the water somewhere
Got the blue sky breeze and it don’t seem fair
Only worry in the world is the tide gonna reach my chair
Sunrise there’s a fire in the sky
Never been so happy
Never felt so high
And I think I might have found me my own kind of paradise
Wrote a note said be back in a minute
Bought a boat and I sailed off in it
Don’t think anybody gonna miss me anyway
Mind on a permanent vacation
The ocean is my only medication
Wishing my condition ain’t ever gonna go away
Cause now I’m knee deep in the water somewhere
Got the blue sky breeze blowing wind through my hair
Only worry in the world is the tide gonna reach my chair
Sunrise there’s a fire in the sky
Never been so happy
Never felt so high
And I think I might have found me my own kind of paradise
This champagne shore washing over me
It’s a sweet sweet life living by the salty sea
One day you could be as lost as me
Change you’re geography
Maybe you might be
Knee deep in the water somewhere
Got the blue sky breeze blowing wind through my hair
Only worry in the world is the tide gonna reach my chair
Sunrise there’s a fire in the sky
Never been so happy
Never felt so high
And I think I might have found me my own kind of paradise
Come on in the water it’s nice
Find yourself a little slice
Grab a backpack of lies
You never know until you try
When you lose yourself
You find the key to paradise
Zac Brown Band – Lance’s Song
Doing what you love has a high price to pay
Some put on a suit, but he ran the other way
Drums drown out the yuppies
And the one’s who couldn’t dream
Cause the freedom music gave him was worth more than anything
They don’t know
What they got
Until it’s gone
Like it or not
You live on love
You try to do what’s right
We’re all here waiting for our silver invitation
To the big band in the sky
Rollin down the windows
Trying hard to fight the sleep
Money’s never much for a band in Tennessee
Another night of playing
To a crowd with no ears
Wanna hear the songs they know
And fill their bellies full of beer
But they don’t know
What they got
Until it’s gone
Like it or not
You live on love
You try to do what’s right
We’re all here waiting for our silver invitation
To the big band in the sky
And when he closed his eyes
Fell into a dream that never dies
And when the thunder comes
You can hear his kick drum in the sky
Feel the rain
Fall from our eyes
Cause we don’t know
What we got
Until it’s gone
Like it or not
You live on love
You try to do what’s right
For him there’s no more waiting
Got his silver invitation
Just to do a little playing
For the big band in the sky
Some put on a suit, but he ran the other way
Drums drown out the yuppies
And the one’s who couldn’t dream
Cause the freedom music gave him was worth more than anything
They don’t know
What they got
Until it’s gone
Like it or not
You live on love
You try to do what’s right
We’re all here waiting for our silver invitation
To the big band in the sky
Rollin down the windows
Trying hard to fight the sleep
Money’s never much for a band in Tennessee
Another night of playing
To a crowd with no ears
Wanna hear the songs they know
And fill their bellies full of beer
But they don’t know
What they got
Until it’s gone
Like it or not
You live on love
You try to do what’s right
We’re all here waiting for our silver invitation
To the big band in the sky
And when he closed his eyes
Fell into a dream that never dies
And when the thunder comes
You can hear his kick drum in the sky
Feel the rain
Fall from our eyes
Cause we don’t know
What we got
Until it’s gone
Like it or not
You live on love
You try to do what’s right
For him there’s no more waiting
Got his silver invitation
Just to do a little playing
For the big band in the sky
ZAC BROWN BAND – Jolene
Cocaine flame in my bloodstream
Sold my coat when I hit Spokane
Bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes
In the early mornin’ rain
Lately my hands they don’t feel like mine
My eyes been stung with dust and blind
Held you in my arms one time
Lost you just the same
Jolene
Well, I ain’t about to go straight, it’s too late
And I found myself face down in the ditch
Booze in my hair, blood on my lips
A picture of you holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Still don’t know what love means
Still don’t know what love means
Jolene
Jolene
It’s been so long since I’ve seen your face
Or felt a part of this human race
I’ve been living out of this here suitcase
For way too long
Man needs something he can hold onto
Nine pound hammer or a woman like you
Either one of them things will do
Jolene
Well, I ain’t about to go straight, it’s too late
And I found myself face down in the ditch
Booze in my hair, blood on my lips
A picture of you holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Still don’t know what love means
Still don’t know what love means
Jolene
Jolene
Cocaine flame in my bloodstream
Sold my coat when I hit Spokane
Sold my coat when I hit Spokane
Bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes
In the early mornin’ rain
Lately my hands they don’t feel like mine
My eyes been stung with dust and blind
Held you in my arms one time
Lost you just the same
Jolene
Well, I ain’t about to go straight, it’s too late
And I found myself face down in the ditch
Booze in my hair, blood on my lips
A picture of you holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Still don’t know what love means
Still don’t know what love means
Jolene
Jolene
It’s been so long since I’ve seen your face
Or felt a part of this human race
I’ve been living out of this here suitcase
For way too long
Man needs something he can hold onto
Nine pound hammer or a woman like you
Either one of them things will do
Jolene
Well, I ain’t about to go straight, it’s too late
And I found myself face down in the ditch
Booze in my hair, blood on my lips
A picture of you holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Still don’t know what love means
Still don’t know what love means
Jolene
Jolene
Cocaine flame in my bloodstream
Sold my coat when I hit Spokane
Zac Brown Band – Jump Right In
The Southern wind signs again an island lullaby
Baby powder beach under my feet has got me rolling
And the breeze through crackling leaves like a daytime campfire burning
And the ship is off to sea
And the wake is a churning
As the Southern wind sings again an island lullaby
You can jump right in
Let the music pull you in
You can jump right in
Oh and lose yourself again
As the Southern wind sings again a island lullaby
There’s a place the locals go and no one knows where to find it
And the river starts to flow inside the clouds of Misty Mountain
The water from this stone below becomes a blue-green fountain
As the Southern wind sings again an island lullaby
You can jump right in
Let the music pull you in
You can jump right in
Oh and lose yourself again
As the Southern wind sings again an island lullaby
La la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la
You can find me where the music meets the ocean
If you get the notion
Stop on by and play a while
Simple tune to get your love light glowing
Keep your heart wide open
Disappear just like the tide
Let it roll on by
And jump right in
Let the music pull you in
You can jump right in
Oh and lose yourself again
As the Southern wind sings again an island lullaby
The Southern wind sings again an island lullaby
Oh a lullaby
Baby powder beach under my feet has got me rolling
And the breeze through crackling leaves like a daytime campfire burning
And the ship is off to sea
And the wake is a churning
As the Southern wind sings again an island lullaby
You can jump right in
Let the music pull you in
You can jump right in
Oh and lose yourself again
As the Southern wind sings again a island lullaby
There’s a place the locals go and no one knows where to find it
And the river starts to flow inside the clouds of Misty Mountain
The water from this stone below becomes a blue-green fountain
As the Southern wind sings again an island lullaby
You can jump right in
Let the music pull you in
You can jump right in
Oh and lose yourself again
As the Southern wind sings again an island lullaby
La la la la la la
La la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la
You can find me where the music meets the ocean
If you get the notion
Stop on by and play a while
Simple tune to get your love light glowing
Keep your heart wide open
Disappear just like the tide
Let it roll on by
And jump right in
Let the music pull you in
You can jump right in
Oh and lose yourself again
As the Southern wind sings again an island lullaby
The Southern wind sings again an island lullaby
Oh a lullaby
ZAC BROWN BAND – Free
So we live in our old van
Travel all across this land
Me and you
We’ll end up hand in hand
Somewhere down on the sand
Just me and you
Just as free
Free as we’ll ever be
Just as free
Free as we’ll ever be
We drive until the city lights
Dissolve into a country sky
Just me and you
Lay underneath the harvest moon
Do all the things that lovers do
Just me and you
Just as free
Free as we’ll ever be
Just as free
Free as we’ll ever be
Ever be
No we don’t have a lot of money
No we don’t have a lot of money
No we don’t have a lot of money
All we need is love
We’re free as we’ll ever be
Just as free
Free as we’ll ever be
Ever be
So we live in our old van
Travel all across this land
Me and you
Travel all across this land
Me and you
We’ll end up hand in hand
Somewhere down on the sand
Just me and you
Just as free
Free as we’ll ever be
Just as free
Free as we’ll ever be
We drive until the city lights
Dissolve into a country sky
Just me and you
Lay underneath the harvest moon
Do all the things that lovers do
Just me and you
Just as free
Free as we’ll ever be
Just as free
Free as we’ll ever be
Ever be
No we don’t have a lot of money
No we don’t have a lot of money
No we don’t have a lot of money
All we need is love
We’re free as we’ll ever be
Just as free
Free as we’ll ever be
Ever be
So we live in our old van
Travel all across this land
Me and you
ZAC BROWN BAND – Highway 20 Ride
I ride east every other Friday but if I had it my way
Days would not be wasted on this drive
And I want so bad to hold you
Son, there’s things I haven’t told you
Your mom and me just couldn’t get along
So I’ll drive
And I think about my life
And wonder why I’ll slowly die inside
Everytime I turn that truck around, right at the Georgia line
and I count the days and the miles back home to you on that Highway 20 ride
A day might come and you’ll realize that if you could see through my eyes
There was no other way to work it out
And a part of you might hate me
But son please don’t mistake me
For a man that didn’t care at all
So I drive
And I think about my life
And wonder why I’ll slowly die inside
Everytime I turn that truck around, right at the Georgia line
and I count the days and the miles back home to you on that Highway 20 ride
So when you drive
And the years go flying by
I hope you smile
If I ever cross your mind
It was a pleasure of my life
And I cherished every time
And my whole world
It begins and ends with you
On that Highway 20 ride….
Days would not be wasted on this drive
And I want so bad to hold you
Son, there’s things I haven’t told you
Your mom and me just couldn’t get along
So I’ll drive
And I think about my life
And wonder why I’ll slowly die inside
Everytime I turn that truck around, right at the Georgia line
and I count the days and the miles back home to you on that Highway 20 ride
A day might come and you’ll realize that if you could see through my eyes
There was no other way to work it out
And a part of you might hate me
But son please don’t mistake me
For a man that didn’t care at all
So I drive
And I think about my life
And wonder why I’ll slowly die inside
Everytime I turn that truck around, right at the Georgia line
and I count the days and the miles back home to you on that Highway 20 ride
So when you drive
And the years go flying by
I hope you smile
If I ever cross your mind
It was a pleasure of my life
And I cherished every time
And my whole world
It begins and ends with you
On that Highway 20 ride….
ZAC BROWN BAND – It's Not Ok
A man was bothering me today and I
wanted to tell him to go away
But I stood and listened to him anyway, okay.
He said he didn’t want to shoot that man
And it was his thing and I wouldn’t understand
And he had done all that he can, okay.
I guess his body was as good as mine
And just like me he was wasting time
Turning over every stone to see what he could find, okay.
He was filling tank and he asked for money
I lied and said I didn’t have any
Then my conscious took over and I gave him a hand full of change.
Don’t do a thing.
Stay right there.
You’ll lie there.
You don’t seem to care
I know its hard to survive in the city
When the beautiful days don’t look so pretty
And you don’t have windows to keep the night away, okay.
He was dirty and stink and just a bit crude
But I didn’t say that because that’s kind of rude
And he didn’t care what I had to say in the first place, okay.
I wanted to say you’re a big disgrace to the world,
yourself, and the human race
And reach back and pop him one good time in the face, okay.
No its not okay and I didn’t do that
But I gave him a smile and tipped my hat and told him to have a very nice rest
of the day
Don’t do a thing. Don’t do a thing.
Stay right there.
You’ll lie there. You’ll lie there.
You don’t seem to care.
Guess he bought some booze or shit
And sure that bothers me a little bit but it’s his life and I can’t tell him
how to live it
As he turned and started to go his way I tried to think of something wise to
say like…
Don’t do a thing.
Stay right here.
You’ll lie here.
You don’t seem to care.
You’ll die here.
You don’t seem to care
wanted to tell him to go away
But I stood and listened to him anyway, okay.
He said he didn’t want to shoot that man
And it was his thing and I wouldn’t understand
And he had done all that he can, okay.
I guess his body was as good as mine
And just like me he was wasting time
Turning over every stone to see what he could find, okay.
He was filling tank and he asked for money
I lied and said I didn’t have any
Then my conscious took over and I gave him a hand full of change.
Don’t do a thing.
Stay right there.
You’ll lie there.
You don’t seem to care
I know its hard to survive in the city
When the beautiful days don’t look so pretty
And you don’t have windows to keep the night away, okay.
He was dirty and stink and just a bit crude
But I didn’t say that because that’s kind of rude
And he didn’t care what I had to say in the first place, okay.
I wanted to say you’re a big disgrace to the world,
yourself, and the human race
And reach back and pop him one good time in the face, okay.
No its not okay and I didn’t do that
But I gave him a smile and tipped my hat and told him to have a very nice rest
of the day
Don’t do a thing. Don’t do a thing.
Stay right there.
You’ll lie there. You’ll lie there.
You don’t seem to care.
Guess he bought some booze or shit
And sure that bothers me a little bit but it’s his life and I can’t tell him
how to live it
As he turned and started to go his way I tried to think of something wise to
say like…
Don’t do a thing.
Stay right here.
You’ll lie here.
You don’t seem to care.
You’ll die here.
You don’t seem to care
ZAC BROWN BAND – Different Kind Of Fine
She make a train take a dirt road
Make it stop on a dime
Make ‘em wonder which way to go
Make a man change his mind
She’s a lawyer’s queen, a trucker’s dream
With a baseball hat fit for a queen
A genuine, a different kind of fine
Cadillacs and caviar
Well, that ain’t how she rolls
Implants and tummy tucks
She sure don’t need those
She’s a cool drink of water
When the summer’s mean
Poured into those Levis jeans
She’s country as the day is long
She make a train take a dirt road
Make it stop on a dime
Make ‘em wonder which way to go
Make a man change his mind
She’s a lawyer’s queen and a trucker’s dream
With a baseball hat fit for a queen
A genuine, a different kind of fine
Tan and lean like a long-neck bottle
In the passenger seat
Got her hand on the throttle
She’ll get you there right on time
Lord, take you down to Tijuana
Make you wanna slap your momma
Gotcha all tore up and made you spill your dip cup
Bona fide, a different kind of fine
Make a train take a dirt road
Make it stop on a dime
Make ‘em wonder which way to go
Make a man change his mind
She’s a lawyer’s queen and a trucker’s dream
With a baseball hat fit for a queen
A genuine, a different kind of fine
She make a train take a dirt road
Make it stop on a dime
She make ‘em wonder which way to go
Make a man change his mind
A lawyer’s queen, a trucker’s dream
A baseball hat fit for a queen
Genuine, a different kind of fine!
Lord, Lord!
Make it stop on a dime
Make ‘em wonder which way to go
Make a man change his mind
She’s a lawyer’s queen, a trucker’s dream
With a baseball hat fit for a queen
A genuine, a different kind of fine
Cadillacs and caviar
Well, that ain’t how she rolls
Implants and tummy tucks
She sure don’t need those
She’s a cool drink of water
When the summer’s mean
Poured into those Levis jeans
She’s country as the day is long
She make a train take a dirt road
Make it stop on a dime
Make ‘em wonder which way to go
Make a man change his mind
She’s a lawyer’s queen and a trucker’s dream
With a baseball hat fit for a queen
A genuine, a different kind of fine
Tan and lean like a long-neck bottle
In the passenger seat
Got her hand on the throttle
She’ll get you there right on time
Lord, take you down to Tijuana
Make you wanna slap your momma
Gotcha all tore up and made you spill your dip cup
Bona fide, a different kind of fine
Make a train take a dirt road
Make it stop on a dime
Make ‘em wonder which way to go
Make a man change his mind
She’s a lawyer’s queen and a trucker’s dream
With a baseball hat fit for a queen
A genuine, a different kind of fine
She make a train take a dirt road
Make it stop on a dime
She make ‘em wonder which way to go
Make a man change his mind
A lawyer’s queen, a trucker’s dream
A baseball hat fit for a queen
Genuine, a different kind of fine!
Lord, Lord!
Zac Brown Band – Every Little Bit
You come walking in to the room with a smile on your face
And I keep wondering what a girl like you is doin’ in this place
I catch your eye, you’re lookin’ at me and I spill my drink
From over here, that smile on your face it makes me think
Can you make me want to be a better man?
You got to have strength to bring me back from where it is I’ve been
Can you make me want to be a better man
Cause I’m gonna need, every little bit of your love
(Every little bit, every little bit, every little bit of your love)
Last time I held a woman in my arms this tight
I thought she was anything and everything I’d ever really need in my life
But just like every other woman she couldn’t handle my foolish ways
And if you’re lookin’ for a lover there’s a few things I have to say
Can you make me want to be a better man?
You got to have strength to bring me back from where it is I’ve been
Can you make me want to be a better man
Cause I’m gonna need, every little bit of your love
(Every little bit, every little bit, every little bit of your love)
Coming down, yeah, she covers me
Every bit of a lady
And casting down my anxiety
My, oh my, isn’t she lovely?
Can you make me want to be a better man?
You got to have strength to bring me back from where it is I’ve been
Can you make me want to be a better man
Cause I’m gonna need, every little bit of your love
(Every little bit, every little bit, every little bit of your love)
And I keep wondering what a girl like you is doin’ in this place
I catch your eye, you’re lookin’ at me and I spill my drink
From over here, that smile on your face it makes me think
Can you make me want to be a better man?
You got to have strength to bring me back from where it is I’ve been
Can you make me want to be a better man
Cause I’m gonna need, every little bit of your love
(Every little bit, every little bit, every little bit of your love)
Last time I held a woman in my arms this tight
I thought she was anything and everything I’d ever really need in my life
But just like every other woman she couldn’t handle my foolish ways
And if you’re lookin’ for a lover there’s a few things I have to say
Can you make me want to be a better man?
You got to have strength to bring me back from where it is I’ve been
Can you make me want to be a better man
Cause I’m gonna need, every little bit of your love
(Every little bit, every little bit, every little bit of your love)
Coming down, yeah, she covers me
Every bit of a lady
And casting down my anxiety
My, oh my, isn’t she lovely?
Can you make me want to be a better man?
You got to have strength to bring me back from where it is I’ve been
Can you make me want to be a better man
Cause I’m gonna need, every little bit of your love
(Every little bit, every little bit, every little bit of your love)
Zac Brown Band – Cold Hearted
Fell to my knees with a knife in my back,
Never thought you’d be the kind to do something like that,
But you did
Cold hearted
You talked so sweet, and your smell it made me weak,
And I fell so fast that I never thought to ask
If you were
Cold hearted
An eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth
I want someone to hurt you, make you die the way I do
I don’t think that I could be so
Cold hearted
Pretty little words covered your dark and crooked heart
With a forked tongue I fell in love,
Then I fell apart
You are so
Cold hearted
Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth
I want someone to hurt you, make you die the way I do
I don’t think that I could be so
Cold hearted
An eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth
Want someone to hurt you, make you die the way I do
I don’t think that I could be so
Cold hearted
Never thought you’d be the kind to do something like that,
But you did
Cold hearted
You talked so sweet, and your smell it made me weak,
And I fell so fast that I never thought to ask
If you were
Cold hearted
An eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth
I want someone to hurt you, make you die the way I do
I don’t think that I could be so
Cold hearted
Pretty little words covered your dark and crooked heart
With a forked tongue I fell in love,
Then I fell apart
You are so
Cold hearted
Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth
I want someone to hurt you, make you die the way I do
I don’t think that I could be so
Cold hearted
An eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth
Want someone to hurt you, make you die the way I do
I don’t think that I could be so
Cold hearted
Zac Brown Band – Colder Weather
She’d trade Colorado if he’d take her with him
Closes the door before the winter lets the cold in,
And wonders if her love is strong enough to make him stay,
She’s answered by the tail lights
Shining through the window pane
He said I wanna see you again
But I’m stuck in colder weather
Maybe tomorrow will be better
Can I call you then
She said you’re ramblin’ man
You ain’t ever gonna change
You gotta gypsy soul to blame
And you were born for leavin’
At a truck stop diner just outside of Lincoln,
The night is black as the coffee he was drinkin’,
And in the waitress’ eyes he sees the same ’ol light shinin’,
He thinks of Colorado
And the girl he left behind
He said I wanna see you again
But I’m stuck in colder weather
Maybe tomorrow will be better
Can I call you then
She said you’re ramblin’ man
You ain’t ever gonna change
Got a gypsy soul to blame
And you were born for leavin’(born for leavin’)
Well it’s a winding road
When your in the lost and found
You’re a lover I’m a runner
We go ’round ’n ’round
And I love you but I leave you
I don’t want you but I need you
You know it’s you who calls me back here
Oh I wanna see you again
But I’m stuck in colder weather
Maybe tomorrow will be better
Can I call you then
Cause I’m a ramblin’ man
I ain’t ever gonna change
I gotta gypsy soul to blame
And I was born for leavin’ (born for leavin’)
And when I close my eyes I see you
No matter where I am
I can smell your perfume through these whispering pines
I’m with your ghost again
It’s a shame about the weather
I know soon we’ll be together
And I can’t wait till then
I can’t wait till then
Closes the door before the winter lets the cold in,
And wonders if her love is strong enough to make him stay,
She’s answered by the tail lights
Shining through the window pane
He said I wanna see you again
But I’m stuck in colder weather
Maybe tomorrow will be better
Can I call you then
She said you’re ramblin’ man
You ain’t ever gonna change
You gotta gypsy soul to blame
And you were born for leavin’
At a truck stop diner just outside of Lincoln,
The night is black as the coffee he was drinkin’,
And in the waitress’ eyes he sees the same ’ol light shinin’,
He thinks of Colorado
And the girl he left behind
He said I wanna see you again
But I’m stuck in colder weather
Maybe tomorrow will be better
Can I call you then
She said you’re ramblin’ man
You ain’t ever gonna change
Got a gypsy soul to blame
And you were born for leavin’(born for leavin’)
Well it’s a winding road
When your in the lost and found
You’re a lover I’m a runner
We go ’round ’n ’round
And I love you but I leave you
I don’t want you but I need you
You know it’s you who calls me back here
Oh I wanna see you again
But I’m stuck in colder weather
Maybe tomorrow will be better
Can I call you then
Cause I’m a ramblin’ man
I ain’t ever gonna change
I gotta gypsy soul to blame
And I was born for leavin’ (born for leavin’)
And when I close my eyes I see you
No matter where I am
I can smell your perfume through these whispering pines
I’m with your ghost again
It’s a shame about the weather
I know soon we’ll be together
And I can’t wait till then
I can’t wait till then
Zac Brown Band – Day That we Die
Early morning in a motel room,
Sunshine trying to creep on through.
Lost Sleep but I found a tune,
Stuck inside my head.
Cigarettes and tank of gas,
Headed off to nowhere fast,
Gotta find a way to make this feeling last.
Cause I believe that I,
Was born with a song inside of me.
Never question why,
I just kept on chasing that melody.
And as time goes by,
It’s funny how time can make you realize,
We’re running out of it.
On the day that I die,
I wanna say that I,
Was a man who really lived and never compromised.
And when I’ve lived out my days,
Until the very end,
I hope they find me in my home, a guitar in my hands.
I hope they find me in my home with my guitar in my hands.
Whoa, oh.
Whoa, oh.
A part of dawn to be ashamed of,
But good people are supposed to be up.
But I found peace with the path I took,
As I lay down my head.
Crossroads you gotta choose,
Which way do we win or lose.
But every bone in my soul says I sing on through.
Cause I believe that I,
Was born with a song inside of me.
Never question why,
I just keep on singing these melodies.
And as time goes by,
Its funny how time can make you realize,
We’re running out of it.
On the day that I die,
I wanna say that I,
Was a man who really lived and never compromised.
And when I’ve lived out my days,
Until the very end,
I hope they find me in my home, a guitar in my hands.
I hope they find me in my home with my guitar in my hands.
Whoa, oh.
Whoa, oh.
Whoa, oh.
Whoa, oh.
We all go, we all go,
It’s all over ’fore you know.
I believe that I
Was born with a song inside of me.
Never question why,
I just keep on singing these melodies,
And as time goes by,
Its funny how time can make you realize,
We’re running out of it.
On the day that I die,
I wanna say that I,
Was a man who really loved and never compromised.
And while I live out my days,
Until the very end,
You can find me in my home, a guitar in my hands,
And you can find me in my home with my guitar in my hands.
Whoa, oh.
Whoa, oh.
Whoa, oh.
Whoa, oh.
Sunshine trying to creep on through.
Lost Sleep but I found a tune,
Stuck inside my head.
Cigarettes and tank of gas,
Headed off to nowhere fast,
Gotta find a way to make this feeling last.
Cause I believe that I,
Was born with a song inside of me.
Never question why,
I just kept on chasing that melody.
And as time goes by,
It’s funny how time can make you realize,
We’re running out of it.
On the day that I die,
I wanna say that I,
Was a man who really lived and never compromised.
And when I’ve lived out my days,
Until the very end,
I hope they find me in my home, a guitar in my hands.
I hope they find me in my home with my guitar in my hands.
Whoa, oh.
Whoa, oh.
A part of dawn to be ashamed of,
But good people are supposed to be up.
But I found peace with the path I took,
As I lay down my head.
Crossroads you gotta choose,
Which way do we win or lose.
But every bone in my soul says I sing on through.
Cause I believe that I,
Was born with a song inside of me.
Never question why,
I just keep on singing these melodies.
And as time goes by,
Its funny how time can make you realize,
We’re running out of it.
On the day that I die,
I wanna say that I,
Was a man who really lived and never compromised.
And when I’ve lived out my days,
Until the very end,
I hope they find me in my home, a guitar in my hands.
I hope they find me in my home with my guitar in my hands.
Whoa, oh.
Whoa, oh.
Whoa, oh.
Whoa, oh.
We all go, we all go,
It’s all over ’fore you know.
I believe that I
Was born with a song inside of me.
Never question why,
I just keep on singing these melodies,
And as time goes by,
Its funny how time can make you realize,
We’re running out of it.
On the day that I die,
I wanna say that I,
Was a man who really loved and never compromised.
And while I live out my days,
Until the very end,
You can find me in my home, a guitar in my hands,
And you can find me in my home with my guitar in my hands.
Whoa, oh.
Whoa, oh.
Whoa, oh.
Whoa, oh.
YOUNG JEEZY feat. Trick Daddy – This One’s For You
[TRICK DADDY]
Good evening ladies and gentleman
We like to thank yall for coming out tonight
[YOUNG JEEZY]
This ones for you for you for you for you for you
[YOUNG JEEZY - Chorus]
I’m blowin good yea I smoke it by tha zone
And when them niggas call I don’t pick up my phone
Niggas actin like broads make me pick up my tone
I had a lil time so I wrote a lil song
Yea this ones for you fuck niggas fuck niggas
Yea I’m talkinn bout them fuck niggas fuck niggas
Yea this ones for you fuck niggas fuck niggas
Yea I’m talkinn bout them fuck niggas fuck niggas
This ones for you
[YOUNG JEEZY]
I’m high southwest jizzle when your flight land
I don’t know bitch I might fly to england
Hit tha highway with tha change yea tha change man
I done it my way with them thangs change tha game plan
Had these niggas tellin lies they just sound true
Nigga if you had it like that nigga I would of found you
I’m tryin to cash out a hunned lemme get a buck
Must of been just like you nigga fake as fuck
Getem home and they probably all sheet rock
They sellin bullshit fuckinn up tha street stock
You livinn mine and yours that’s a double dip
That synthetic ass shit we call it double whip
And nigga nuthinn beat tha cross but tha double cross
I ran tha streets and rap bitch ima double boss
Tha nigga cashed out once I sent tha double off
They knocked em off half way I took a double loss
[YOUNG JEEZY - Chorus]
[TRICK DADDY]
Lets put these niggas on tha stand
Now stand up and be a man
Raise your hand and swear you were ma number one fan
And I’m still that same nigga you still that same nigga
But at tha same time I’m startinn to get bad vibes
What I owe you sumthinn nigga thats what you act like
Ain’t like them other niggas boy you better act right
Tha first two years of your deal ride ya traininn wheels
And then you graduated and lived how real niggas lived
And I ain’t dissin naw I ain’t dissin
But when you sit back an listen
This what tha rap game is missin
I’m used to thug niggas
Its to many young niggas with
Too much liquor too many drugs in em
Too many cliqs too much swag now
Too many niggas swearinn tight shirts and skinnys
Walked around with they ass out
Yall better cash out
Gone put yo cash up
Cause I’m all in if I don’t win
Nigga ima mask up
[YOUNG JEEZY - Chorus]
[YOUNG JEEZY]
Hardest part of life niggas cant play they role
Errbody wanna ride tha train but don’t wanna pay tha toll
Keep it going young boy you on a roll
Hoe nigga magazine you tha center fold
U can check tha resume nigga I’m good as gold
Lawn chair ass niggas all they do is fold
Nigga you talkin with emotion you emotional
U might can get a lil light feelin promotional
Tell me what you see when you lookin ina mirror
Look at this hoeass nigga I couldn’t said it clearer
And you tha same nigga started up this jewelry game
And when you see him nowaday that nigga jewelry lame
Ain’t got it by now nigga you ain’t got it
And nigga why you talkin like that cause bitch you ain’t bout it
And nigga how you doin now worst than before
And bitch we winning over here I’m be keeping score
[YOUNG JEEZY - Chorus]
Good evening ladies and gentleman
We like to thank yall for coming out tonight
[YOUNG JEEZY]
This ones for you for you for you for you for you
[YOUNG JEEZY - Chorus]
I’m blowin good yea I smoke it by tha zone
And when them niggas call I don’t pick up my phone
Niggas actin like broads make me pick up my tone
I had a lil time so I wrote a lil song
Yea this ones for you fuck niggas fuck niggas
Yea I’m talkinn bout them fuck niggas fuck niggas
Yea this ones for you fuck niggas fuck niggas
Yea I’m talkinn bout them fuck niggas fuck niggas
This ones for you
[YOUNG JEEZY]
I’m high southwest jizzle when your flight land
I don’t know bitch I might fly to england
Hit tha highway with tha change yea tha change man
I done it my way with them thangs change tha game plan
Had these niggas tellin lies they just sound true
Nigga if you had it like that nigga I would of found you
I’m tryin to cash out a hunned lemme get a buck
Must of been just like you nigga fake as fuck
Getem home and they probably all sheet rock
They sellin bullshit fuckinn up tha street stock
You livinn mine and yours that’s a double dip
That synthetic ass shit we call it double whip
And nigga nuthinn beat tha cross but tha double cross
I ran tha streets and rap bitch ima double boss
Tha nigga cashed out once I sent tha double off
They knocked em off half way I took a double loss
[YOUNG JEEZY - Chorus]
[TRICK DADDY]
Lets put these niggas on tha stand
Now stand up and be a man
Raise your hand and swear you were ma number one fan
And I’m still that same nigga you still that same nigga
But at tha same time I’m startinn to get bad vibes
What I owe you sumthinn nigga thats what you act like
Ain’t like them other niggas boy you better act right
Tha first two years of your deal ride ya traininn wheels
And then you graduated and lived how real niggas lived
And I ain’t dissin naw I ain’t dissin
But when you sit back an listen
This what tha rap game is missin
I’m used to thug niggas
Its to many young niggas with
Too much liquor too many drugs in em
Too many cliqs too much swag now
Too many niggas swearinn tight shirts and skinnys
Walked around with they ass out
Yall better cash out
Gone put yo cash up
Cause I’m all in if I don’t win
Nigga ima mask up
[YOUNG JEEZY - Chorus]
[YOUNG JEEZY]
Hardest part of life niggas cant play they role
Errbody wanna ride tha train but don’t wanna pay tha toll
Keep it going young boy you on a roll
Hoe nigga magazine you tha center fold
U can check tha resume nigga I’m good as gold
Lawn chair ass niggas all they do is fold
Nigga you talkin with emotion you emotional
U might can get a lil light feelin promotional
Tell me what you see when you lookin ina mirror
Look at this hoeass nigga I couldn’t said it clearer
And you tha same nigga started up this jewelry game
And when you see him nowaday that nigga jewelry lame
Ain’t got it by now nigga you ain’t got it
And nigga why you talkin like that cause bitch you ain’t bout it
And nigga how you doin now worst than before
And bitch we winning over here I’m be keeping score
[YOUNG JEEZY - Chorus]
Zac Brown Band – As She’s Walking Away
We never spoke a word
But every thought she had I heard
From across the room
We were standing face to face
I couldn’t find the words to say
Gimme one more move
I don’t even know her name
I guess foolish pride’s to blame
Now I’m falling in love as she’s walking away
And my heart won’t tell my mind
To tell my mouth what it should say
I may have lost this battle
Live to fight another day
Now I’m fallin in love as she’s walkin away
Wise man next to me did say
About the one that got away
Son I missed my chance
Don’t you let regret take place
Of the dreams you have to chase
Ask her to dance
(Go on son)
You might fall down on your face
Roll the dice and have some faith
But don’t be fallin in love as she’s walkin away
When your heart won’t tell your mind
To tell your mouth what it should say
May have lost this battle
Live to fight another day
Don’t be fallin in love as she’s walkin away
You might fall down on your face
Roll the dice and have some faith
Don’t be fallin in love as she’s walkin away
When your heart won’t tell your mind
To tell your mouth what it should say
May have lost this battle
Live to fight another day
Don’t be fallin
Fallin in
Fallin in love as she’s walkin away
But every thought she had I heard
From across the room
We were standing face to face
I couldn’t find the words to say
Gimme one more move
I don’t even know her name
I guess foolish pride’s to blame
Now I’m falling in love as she’s walking away
And my heart won’t tell my mind
To tell my mouth what it should say
I may have lost this battle
Live to fight another day
Now I’m fallin in love as she’s walkin away
Wise man next to me did say
About the one that got away
Son I missed my chance
Don’t you let regret take place
Of the dreams you have to chase
Ask her to dance
(Go on son)
You might fall down on your face
Roll the dice and have some faith
But don’t be fallin in love as she’s walkin away
When your heart won’t tell your mind
To tell your mouth what it should say
May have lost this battle
Live to fight another day
Don’t be fallin in love as she’s walkin away
You might fall down on your face
Roll the dice and have some faith
Don’t be fallin in love as she’s walkin away
When your heart won’t tell your mind
To tell your mouth what it should say
May have lost this battle
Live to fight another day
Don’t be fallin
Fallin in
Fallin in love as she’s walkin away
ZAC BROWN BAND – Chicken Fried
You know I like my chicken fried
[Chorus:]
Cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio on
I like to see the sun rise
See the love in my woman’s eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
And know a mother’s love
Well I was raised up beneath the shade of a Georgia Pine
And that’s home you know
Sweet tea, pecan pie, and homemade wine where the peaches grow
And my house it’s not much to talk about
But it’s filled with love that’s grown in southern ground
And a little bit of chicken fried
[Chorus]
Well it’s funny how it’s the little things in life that mean the most
Not where you live, what you drive or the price tag on your clothes
There’s no dollar sign on a piece of mind, this I’ve come to know
So if you agree, have a drink with me
Raise you glasses for a toast
To a little bit of chicken fried
[Chorus]
I thank god for my life
And for the stars and stripes
May freedom forever fly, let it ring.
Salute the ones who died
The ones that give their lives
So we don’t have to sacrifice
All the things we love
Like our chicken fried
[Chorus]
You know I like my chicken fried
[Chorus]
[Chorus:]
Cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio on
I like to see the sun rise
See the love in my woman’s eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
And know a mother’s love
Well I was raised up beneath the shade of a Georgia Pine
And that’s home you know
Sweet tea, pecan pie, and homemade wine where the peaches grow
And my house it’s not much to talk about
But it’s filled with love that’s grown in southern ground
And a little bit of chicken fried
[Chorus]
Well it’s funny how it’s the little things in life that mean the most
Not where you live, what you drive or the price tag on your clothes
There’s no dollar sign on a piece of mind, this I’ve come to know
So if you agree, have a drink with me
Raise you glasses for a toast
To a little bit of chicken fried
[Chorus]
I thank god for my life
And for the stars and stripes
May freedom forever fly, let it ring.
Salute the ones who died
The ones that give their lives
So we don’t have to sacrifice
All the things we love
Like our chicken fried
[Chorus]
You know I like my chicken fried
[Chorus]
YOUNG JEEZY feat. Scrilla – I Ball I Stunt
Look I ball, I stunt,
(Yeah)
I ball, I stunt,
(Yo Scrilla)
I ball, I stunt,
I can have any bitch I want
(Call me killer)
Look I ball, I stunt,
(I’m ’bout to kill this shit nigga)
I ball, I stunt,
(Yeah…)
I ball, I stunt,
(Let’s go)
I can have any bitch I want
(Yeah)
[Chorus: Scrilla]
Look I ball, I stunt,
I can have any bitch I want
I can buy everything I need
Blowin this money like they grow on trees
You and ya gang ain’t grindin these streets
We all got straps we [?] be
Better check your home ‘fore you come check me
You think shit sweet we gon’ pull out the heat
It ain’t no fye
When you pull out the fye
We gon’ pull out the fye
If you try
We gon’ pull out the fye
Talk shit nigga yous out
Cuz we gon’ rise
We gon’ pull out the fye
We gon’ pull out the fye
And if you try
We gon’ pull out the fye
Talk shit nigga you die
Because
I Ball, I stunt,
I can have any bitch I want,
I can buy everything I need
Blowin this money like they grow on trees
You and ya gang ain’t grindin these streets
We all got straps we [?] be
Better check your home ‘fore you come check me
You think shit sweet we gon’ pull out the heat
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
I ball (I ball), I stunt (I stunt),
I’m still that nigga don’t frunt (don’t frunt)
White folks don’t [?] stop front (stop front)
I can buy every brick I want (Yeeh)
I got my niggas and they both see the bag
So much strap money spend like crack
So much strap money feel like a trap
God damn y’all we don’t know it like that
I ball, I stunt,
I can have any bitch I want
She gon’ give me any bitch I need
Hoe my pistol even on my waist
All those stompas make me sick
Blocks on blocks that’s how I got rich
Racks on racks ’till they get on my nerves
When I’m blowing death start counting up the birds
Eyes don’t fly they got no wings
Two flo blind looking like it need wings
Look at your nigga like he gettin that cream
Look at your nigga like he gettin ‘em things
Big boy paper on deck I mean
Big boy the topaz on deck, kno what meen?
Shit sound good fuck nigga won’t try
He already know pullin out that fye
[Chorus: Scrilla]
Look I ball, I stunt,
I can have any bitch I want
I can buy everything I need
Blowin this money like they grow on trees
You and ya gang ain’t grindin these streets
We all got straps we [?] be
Better check your home ‘fore you come check me
You think shit sweet we gon’ pull out the heat
It ain’t no fye
When you pull out the fye
We gon’ pull out the fye
If you try
We gon’ pull out the fye
Talk shit nigga yous out
Cuz we gon’ rise
We gon’ pull out the fye
We gon’ pull out the fye
And if you try
We gon’ pull out the fye
Talk shit nigga you die
Because
I Ball, I stunt,
I can have any bitch I want,
I can buy everything I need
Blowin this money like they grow on trees
You and ya gang ain’t grindin these streets
We all got straps we [?] be
Better check your home ‘fore you come check me
You think shit sweet we gon’ pull out the heat
[Verse 2: Scrilla]
I’m stuntin your hoe she rushed nigga
We all got heat like boss nigga
We blow money fast like Ross nigga
All lame ass niggas get lost nigga
We ball all night so often nigga
Don’t give a damn about cops nigga
I’m sending them [?] I’m lost nigga
Don’t take no shit I jaw nigga
Don’t fuck on my face on flo nigga
Better learn how to talk to a boss nigga
Got a whole bunch of niggas that would deal with ya
I don’t need no aim, I’mma still hit ya
Good 50 on the cane, make a nigga day
Eachother go dum like I’m [?]
No lie game Obama’s little brief
We go on all the goons give ‘em all Rozay
Rollin’ up kush we gon’ blow all day
Quickly check the home better know your pain
Money in my pocket, money in the stage
And when we hit the club we throw in money and the fame
The bank just cassed it, the check just get
Standing on the couch with me and my litter
Don’t lie the game we all been here
And everybody know that [?]
[Chorus: Scrilla]
Look I ball, I stunt,
I can have any bitch I want
I can buy everything I need
Blowin this money like they grow on trees
You and ya gang ain’t grindin these streets
We all got straps we [?] be
Better check your home ‘fore you come check me
You think shit sweet we gon’ pull out the heat
It ain’t no fye
When you pull out the fye
We gon’ pull out the fye
If you try
We gon’ pull out the fye
Talk shit nigga yous out
Cuz we gon’ rise
We gon’ pull out the fye
We gon’ pull out the fye
And if you try
We gon’ pull out the fye
Talk shit nigga you die
Because
I Ball, I stunt,
I can have any bitch I want,
I can buy everything I need
Blowin this money like they grow on trees
You and ya gang ain’t grindin these streets
We all got straps we [?] be
Better check your home ‘fore you come check me
You think shit sweet we gon’ pull out the heat
[Outro x2: Scrilla]
Look I ball, I stunt,
I ball, I stunt,
I ball, I stunt,
I can have any bitch I want
(Yeah)
I ball, I stunt,
(Yo Scrilla)
I ball, I stunt,
I can have any bitch I want
(Call me killer)
Look I ball, I stunt,
(I’m ’bout to kill this shit nigga)
I ball, I stunt,
(Yeah…)
I ball, I stunt,
(Let’s go)
I can have any bitch I want
(Yeah)
[Chorus: Scrilla]
Look I ball, I stunt,
I can have any bitch I want
I can buy everything I need
Blowin this money like they grow on trees
You and ya gang ain’t grindin these streets
We all got straps we [?] be
Better check your home ‘fore you come check me
You think shit sweet we gon’ pull out the heat
It ain’t no fye
When you pull out the fye
We gon’ pull out the fye
If you try
We gon’ pull out the fye
Talk shit nigga yous out
Cuz we gon’ rise
We gon’ pull out the fye
We gon’ pull out the fye
And if you try
We gon’ pull out the fye
Talk shit nigga you die
Because
I Ball, I stunt,
I can have any bitch I want,
I can buy everything I need
Blowin this money like they grow on trees
You and ya gang ain’t grindin these streets
We all got straps we [?] be
Better check your home ‘fore you come check me
You think shit sweet we gon’ pull out the heat
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
I ball (I ball), I stunt (I stunt),
I’m still that nigga don’t frunt (don’t frunt)
White folks don’t [?] stop front (stop front)
I can buy every brick I want (Yeeh)
I got my niggas and they both see the bag
So much strap money spend like crack
So much strap money feel like a trap
God damn y’all we don’t know it like that
I ball, I stunt,
I can have any bitch I want
She gon’ give me any bitch I need
Hoe my pistol even on my waist
All those stompas make me sick
Blocks on blocks that’s how I got rich
Racks on racks ’till they get on my nerves
When I’m blowing death start counting up the birds
Eyes don’t fly they got no wings
Two flo blind looking like it need wings
Look at your nigga like he gettin that cream
Look at your nigga like he gettin ‘em things
Big boy paper on deck I mean
Big boy the topaz on deck, kno what meen?
Shit sound good fuck nigga won’t try
He already know pullin out that fye
[Chorus: Scrilla]
Look I ball, I stunt,
I can have any bitch I want
I can buy everything I need
Blowin this money like they grow on trees
You and ya gang ain’t grindin these streets
We all got straps we [?] be
Better check your home ‘fore you come check me
You think shit sweet we gon’ pull out the heat
It ain’t no fye
When you pull out the fye
We gon’ pull out the fye
If you try
We gon’ pull out the fye
Talk shit nigga yous out
Cuz we gon’ rise
We gon’ pull out the fye
We gon’ pull out the fye
And if you try
We gon’ pull out the fye
Talk shit nigga you die
Because
I Ball, I stunt,
I can have any bitch I want,
I can buy everything I need
Blowin this money like they grow on trees
You and ya gang ain’t grindin these streets
We all got straps we [?] be
Better check your home ‘fore you come check me
You think shit sweet we gon’ pull out the heat
[Verse 2: Scrilla]
I’m stuntin your hoe she rushed nigga
We all got heat like boss nigga
We blow money fast like Ross nigga
All lame ass niggas get lost nigga
We ball all night so often nigga
Don’t give a damn about cops nigga
I’m sending them [?] I’m lost nigga
Don’t take no shit I jaw nigga
Don’t fuck on my face on flo nigga
Better learn how to talk to a boss nigga
Got a whole bunch of niggas that would deal with ya
I don’t need no aim, I’mma still hit ya
Good 50 on the cane, make a nigga day
Eachother go dum like I’m [?]
No lie game Obama’s little brief
We go on all the goons give ‘em all Rozay
Rollin’ up kush we gon’ blow all day
Quickly check the home better know your pain
Money in my pocket, money in the stage
And when we hit the club we throw in money and the fame
The bank just cassed it, the check just get
Standing on the couch with me and my litter
Don’t lie the game we all been here
And everybody know that [?]
[Chorus: Scrilla]
Look I ball, I stunt,
I can have any bitch I want
I can buy everything I need
Blowin this money like they grow on trees
You and ya gang ain’t grindin these streets
We all got straps we [?] be
Better check your home ‘fore you come check me
You think shit sweet we gon’ pull out the heat
It ain’t no fye
When you pull out the fye
We gon’ pull out the fye
If you try
We gon’ pull out the fye
Talk shit nigga yous out
Cuz we gon’ rise
We gon’ pull out the fye
We gon’ pull out the fye
And if you try
We gon’ pull out the fye
Talk shit nigga you die
Because
I Ball, I stunt,
I can have any bitch I want,
I can buy everything I need
Blowin this money like they grow on trees
You and ya gang ain’t grindin these streets
We all got straps we [?] be
Better check your home ‘fore you come check me
You think shit sweet we gon’ pull out the heat
[Outro x2: Scrilla]
Look I ball, I stunt,
I ball, I stunt,
I ball, I stunt,
I can have any bitch I want
YOUNG JEEZY feat. Scrilla Freddie Gibbs – Sittin Low
Bitch I know I’m the shit, that’s why I’m driving slow
I’m high as I’m a get, bitch I’m still blowing dro
Look at me what you see, you know I’m getting dough
See me I’m sittin low, on forgiato’s hoe, on forgiato’s hoe,
When you see me I’m sittin low, on forgiato’s hoe, on forgiato’s hoe, on forgiato’s hoe,
When you see me I’m getting dough, on forgiato’s hoe,
Look at them chopping blades, you see them blades chopping
Keep killing them folk boy, and you gon need johnny cochran
Check out my new wrist watch, the one that got johnny watchin
Used to see when I wave, it look like johnny talking
I’m guilty as stuntin hard, think I need Oj lawyer that white broad goes awful hard, we call that there oj order
My whips clean as mama dishes and I had to order those
Pull up with so many bitches, you’ll think that I order hos
They know I’m never slipping, splittin’ them splitarellos
2 door is turtle green, I call that bitch Donatello my roof on the milk carton, I had to report it missin’
Think my tires love my wheels, don’t it look like them bitches kissin
Bitch I know I’m the shit, that’s why I’m driving slow
I’m high as I’m a get, bitch I’m still blowing dro
Look at me what you see, you know I’m getting dough
See me I’m sittin low, on forgiato’s hoe, on forgiato’s hoe,
When you see me I’m sittin low, on forgiato’s hoe, on forgiato’s hoe, on forgiato’s hoe
When you see me I’m getting dough, on forgiato’s hoe,
When you see me I’m getting dough,
I’m fresh from my head to toe.
My autos be sitting clean,
They on forgiatos, hoe.
Drop the top, ridin through the fo’… with the strap in my lap.
If a nigga get wrong, he gon’ get that,
Like a mouse, make him feel it like a bitch slap.
Lil niggas ’round here tote big straps,
Hit the mall, buy it all, blow big stacks.
I ain’t trippin’ on your broad cause I got hoes,
Louie’d up, True’y down, bitch, I got clothes.
Stop hatin’ on me, that’s what the watch fo’,
Niggas plottin’ on my life, I got the glock fo’,
Hit the bitch all black like ocho… cinco,
Real niggas don’t kinko.
Bullets hit him in his head from the peephole,
He gon’ take a free shot like a free throw.
I’m a try this mayne bitch like a freak hoe,
I ain’t part of psc, but I keep dro.
And my diamonds all white like a kilo,
I done came a long way from a zero.
Zone four what I rep, fo’ be ho,
Stampt Road, Campbellton, North DeLo… Les’ go.
Bitch I know I’m the shit, that’s why I’m driving slow
I’m high as I’m a get, bitch I’m still blowing dro
Look at me what you see, you know I’m getting dough
See me I’m sittin low, on forgiato’s hoe, on forgiato’s hoe,
When you see me I’m sittin low, on forgiato’s hoe, on forgiato’s hoe, on for-giato’s hoe
When you see me I’m getting dough, on forgiato’s hoe,
Money folder, highest over, grind on overload
And my ol’ lady say, she can never tell what’s on my mind all she know, I’m blowed
All she wanna know is how much yo I sold, but a nigga tricked off and blowed it doe
When I need a freak for the week, so I hit South Beach, laid up with some Florida hos
Got a bitch suckin cock I’m on ‘cotin, least a hundred fifty shots but I’m riding,
Pull up in the Fountain Blue, see what her mouth can do but when I catch a nut then I’m slidin
Nigga got a stable full of bad muthafuckas, ice-cold cup of that Chad Butler what I say awake, I gotta make it shake and shine hard, grind hard ’til the last clucker
All my niggas done earned stripes, broads be on our balls cause we serve white
Dawg, I make a call to niggas behind the wall, hitt’em up give a fuck about a third strike, bitch
If you lookin’ for that fire, fire shit, hit the back phone I got’em doe
Parking lot pimpin’ and ridin’ slow and I’m on forgiato’s ho (yeaah).
Bitch I know I’m the shit, that’s why I’m driving slow
I’m high as I’m a get, bitch I’m still blowing dro
Look at me what you see, you know I’m getting dough
See me I’m sittin low, on forgiato’s hoe, on forgiato’s hoe,
When you see me I’m sittin low, on forgiato’s hoe, on forgiato’s hoe, on for-giato’s hoe
When you see me I’m getting dough, on forgiato’s hoe
I’m high as I’m a get, bitch I’m still blowing dro
Look at me what you see, you know I’m getting dough
See me I’m sittin low, on forgiato’s hoe, on forgiato’s hoe,
When you see me I’m sittin low, on forgiato’s hoe, on forgiato’s hoe, on forgiato’s hoe,
When you see me I’m getting dough, on forgiato’s hoe,
Look at them chopping blades, you see them blades chopping
Keep killing them folk boy, and you gon need johnny cochran
Check out my new wrist watch, the one that got johnny watchin
Used to see when I wave, it look like johnny talking
I’m guilty as stuntin hard, think I need Oj lawyer that white broad goes awful hard, we call that there oj order
My whips clean as mama dishes and I had to order those
Pull up with so many bitches, you’ll think that I order hos
They know I’m never slipping, splittin’ them splitarellos
2 door is turtle green, I call that bitch Donatello my roof on the milk carton, I had to report it missin’
Think my tires love my wheels, don’t it look like them bitches kissin
Bitch I know I’m the shit, that’s why I’m driving slow
I’m high as I’m a get, bitch I’m still blowing dro
Look at me what you see, you know I’m getting dough
See me I’m sittin low, on forgiato’s hoe, on forgiato’s hoe,
When you see me I’m sittin low, on forgiato’s hoe, on forgiato’s hoe, on forgiato’s hoe
When you see me I’m getting dough, on forgiato’s hoe,
When you see me I’m getting dough,
I’m fresh from my head to toe.
My autos be sitting clean,
They on forgiatos, hoe.
Drop the top, ridin through the fo’… with the strap in my lap.
If a nigga get wrong, he gon’ get that,
Like a mouse, make him feel it like a bitch slap.
Lil niggas ’round here tote big straps,
Hit the mall, buy it all, blow big stacks.
I ain’t trippin’ on your broad cause I got hoes,
Louie’d up, True’y down, bitch, I got clothes.
Stop hatin’ on me, that’s what the watch fo’,
Niggas plottin’ on my life, I got the glock fo’,
Hit the bitch all black like ocho… cinco,
Real niggas don’t kinko.
Bullets hit him in his head from the peephole,
He gon’ take a free shot like a free throw.
I’m a try this mayne bitch like a freak hoe,
I ain’t part of psc, but I keep dro.
And my diamonds all white like a kilo,
I done came a long way from a zero.
Zone four what I rep, fo’ be ho,
Stampt Road, Campbellton, North DeLo… Les’ go.
Bitch I know I’m the shit, that’s why I’m driving slow
I’m high as I’m a get, bitch I’m still blowing dro
Look at me what you see, you know I’m getting dough
See me I’m sittin low, on forgiato’s hoe, on forgiato’s hoe,
When you see me I’m sittin low, on forgiato’s hoe, on forgiato’s hoe, on for-giato’s hoe
When you see me I’m getting dough, on forgiato’s hoe,
Money folder, highest over, grind on overload
And my ol’ lady say, she can never tell what’s on my mind all she know, I’m blowed
All she wanna know is how much yo I sold, but a nigga tricked off and blowed it doe
When I need a freak for the week, so I hit South Beach, laid up with some Florida hos
Got a bitch suckin cock I’m on ‘cotin, least a hundred fifty shots but I’m riding,
Pull up in the Fountain Blue, see what her mouth can do but when I catch a nut then I’m slidin
Nigga got a stable full of bad muthafuckas, ice-cold cup of that Chad Butler what I say awake, I gotta make it shake and shine hard, grind hard ’til the last clucker
All my niggas done earned stripes, broads be on our balls cause we serve white
Dawg, I make a call to niggas behind the wall, hitt’em up give a fuck about a third strike, bitch
If you lookin’ for that fire, fire shit, hit the back phone I got’em doe
Parking lot pimpin’ and ridin’ slow and I’m on forgiato’s ho (yeaah).
Bitch I know I’m the shit, that’s why I’m driving slow
I’m high as I’m a get, bitch I’m still blowing dro
Look at me what you see, you know I’m getting dough
See me I’m sittin low, on forgiato’s hoe, on forgiato’s hoe,
When you see me I’m sittin low, on forgiato’s hoe, on forgiato’s hoe, on for-giato’s hoe
When you see me I’m getting dough, on forgiato’s hoe
YOUNG JEEZY feat. Snoop Dogg, Devin the Dude & Mitchelle’l – Higher Learning
[Hook x2]
I need some weed now
Somebody call the weed man
I’m tryna get high
[Young Jeezy]
Woke up in the fits [?], damn sun in my face
Racks on my jeans, gun still on my waist
And I ain’t leaving shit in my cup, that’s such a waste
You know I’m sipping on that straight like that “oh, what a a taste!”
Tip the valet 100 dollars to stunt
Pulled up in that mean machine, leave it up front
This passed out thing beside me, I barely know her
But you can just imagine the shit I’m ’bout to show her
Snow way, them streets too cold
Expectations out of this world, I’m thinking solar
That’s why I do it for that Kalamazoo
And then NOLA, cause that’s what happens
When you learn to mix it with that soda
[Hook x2]
I need some weed now
Somebody call the weed man
I’m tryna get high
[Snoop Dogg]
I wake up just to bake up, get my cake up and rise up
Motivating factors that I’m liver than most
I boast and bang, pour some pain in that thing
Put some purple rain on your brain, unravel the flame
Maintain my fame, get you new pictures
Just to put in your frame
We in the hood blowing kush with The Game
Foot in the cane, walking just like I’m an Indian chief
With no beef, real brief, with a wreath
You may think it’s a leaf!
With the residue stuck deep down in your teeth
When you smoking with the dogg, shit, you might not eat!
It’s ok, cause we lay, in the cut, on the hill, on the dip
With a fit on Crip, don’t trip
[Hook x2]
I need some weed now
Somebody call the weed man
I’m tryna get high
[Devin The Dude]
The coffee that I had, it was good to the last drop
But now I’m fresh out and you know it don’t… stop
So please man, somebody call the weed man
I’d call mine, but he’s been low on herb even
I’m fiending, daydreaming of the times when I had
Much mota, many different kinds in the bag
I fell hard for the funk, I can’t fake the love
I smoke dro, good Reggie, smoke shake to nugs
If it’s weed, then I’m with it
You got a paper? Then twist it? Got a bowl? Fill it?
Got a blunt?
Let me split it down the gut
But shit for what? Cause ain’t no green on the scene
Man, what the fuck?
[Hook x2]
I need some weed now
Somebody call the weed man
I’m tryna get high
I need some weed now
Somebody call the weed man
I’m tryna get high
[Young Jeezy]
Woke up in the fits [?], damn sun in my face
Racks on my jeans, gun still on my waist
And I ain’t leaving shit in my cup, that’s such a waste
You know I’m sipping on that straight like that “oh, what a a taste!”
Tip the valet 100 dollars to stunt
Pulled up in that mean machine, leave it up front
This passed out thing beside me, I barely know her
But you can just imagine the shit I’m ’bout to show her
Snow way, them streets too cold
Expectations out of this world, I’m thinking solar
That’s why I do it for that Kalamazoo
And then NOLA, cause that’s what happens
When you learn to mix it with that soda
[Hook x2]
I need some weed now
Somebody call the weed man
I’m tryna get high
[Snoop Dogg]
I wake up just to bake up, get my cake up and rise up
Motivating factors that I’m liver than most
I boast and bang, pour some pain in that thing
Put some purple rain on your brain, unravel the flame
Maintain my fame, get you new pictures
Just to put in your frame
We in the hood blowing kush with The Game
Foot in the cane, walking just like I’m an Indian chief
With no beef, real brief, with a wreath
You may think it’s a leaf!
With the residue stuck deep down in your teeth
When you smoking with the dogg, shit, you might not eat!
It’s ok, cause we lay, in the cut, on the hill, on the dip
With a fit on Crip, don’t trip
[Hook x2]
I need some weed now
Somebody call the weed man
I’m tryna get high
[Devin The Dude]
The coffee that I had, it was good to the last drop
But now I’m fresh out and you know it don’t… stop
So please man, somebody call the weed man
I’d call mine, but he’s been low on herb even
I’m fiending, daydreaming of the times when I had
Much mota, many different kinds in the bag
I fell hard for the funk, I can’t fake the love
I smoke dro, good Reggie, smoke shake to nugs
If it’s weed, then I’m with it
You got a paper? Then twist it? Got a bowl? Fill it?
Got a blunt?
Let me split it down the gut
But shit for what? Cause ain’t no green on the scene
Man, what the fuck?
[Hook x2]
I need some weed now
Somebody call the weed man
I’m tryna get high
YOUNG JEEZY feat. Lil Wayne – Ballin’
[Young Jeezy - Hook]
You think you’re ballin cause you got a block?
He think he ballin cause he got a block?
You know these hoes came to see me ball
You know these hoes love to see me ball
You think you’re ballin cause you got a block?
He think he ballin cause he got a block?
You know these hoes love to see me ball
You know these hoes came to see me ball
[Young Jeezy - Verse 1]
Hopped up out the bed, I think my roof gone
Think I forgot to put my roof on
Said “fuck it, buy another car”
Hopped out the Lamb’
Said “fuck it, bought another car”
I bought the Phantom just to say it’s black
I bought the Phantom just to take a nap
I’m getting head in the backseat
I might stop and stand it tall like a athlete
I’m ballin’ hard, I need a jersey on
So much bread on me, I can buy a Jersey home
I’m on them Diddy’s, spendin’ Dirty Money
I’m on that Jizzle, spendin’ my money
[Young Jeezy - Hook]
[Young Jeezy - Verse 2]
Still ballin’ like a muthafucker, tell ‘em that
Three platinum chains to match my platinum plaques
Ain’t got nuttin’ gold but some gold chains
Say “Jizzle, what’s the dough?”
Move the whole thang
My celly bumpin’ like a chat line
He bought a 500, need he, need a halftime
If yo job ain’t ballin’ hard, then you need to quit
You need a A T hard, then you need to split
Summer’s mine, winter too
I’m poppin’ bottles in the club, that’s what winners do
They claiming bitches, them my old hoes
They claim they ballin’ in my old flows
[Young Jeezy - Hook]
[Lil Wayne]
These hoes call me Tunechi baby
Niggas think they seeing me, they hallucinating
Bitch, I’m ballin’, ballin’ like a muthafucker
12 gauge, bitch, I got a dozen of them
Nigga broke, acting like he got it though
I’m with a Spanish bitch, if she ain’t fucking, adios!
So many cars I’m like eenie meenie minie moe
So many colours in the diamonds, Kaleidoscope
Last year I made a hundred million dollars flat
Run in ya house, and get to poppin’ at your shower cap
My homies got them firebirds like Pontiac
And if them bitches don’t sell, we buy em back
Where the strippers, tell em Tune on his way
Tell them niggas I’m strapped like lingerie
I ain’t trippin, I’m ballin, call me NBA
I-I ain’t trippin, I’m ballin, call me NBA
[Young Jeezy - Chorus x2]
You think you’re ballin cause you got a block?
He think he ballin cause he got a block?
You know these hoes came to see me ball
You know these hoes love to see me ball
[Lil Wayne]
You think you’re ballin cause you got a block?
He think he ballin cause he got a block?
You think you’re ballin cause you got a block?
He think he ballin cause he got a block?
You know these hoes came to see me ball
You know these hoes love to see me ball
You think you’re ballin cause you got a block?
He think he ballin cause he got a block?
You know these hoes love to see me ball
You know these hoes came to see me ball
[Young Jeezy - Verse 1]
Hopped up out the bed, I think my roof gone
Think I forgot to put my roof on
Said “fuck it, buy another car”
Hopped out the Lamb’
Said “fuck it, bought another car”
I bought the Phantom just to say it’s black
I bought the Phantom just to take a nap
I’m getting head in the backseat
I might stop and stand it tall like a athlete
I’m ballin’ hard, I need a jersey on
So much bread on me, I can buy a Jersey home
I’m on them Diddy’s, spendin’ Dirty Money
I’m on that Jizzle, spendin’ my money
[Young Jeezy - Hook]
[Young Jeezy - Verse 2]
Still ballin’ like a muthafucker, tell ‘em that
Three platinum chains to match my platinum plaques
Ain’t got nuttin’ gold but some gold chains
Say “Jizzle, what’s the dough?”
Move the whole thang
My celly bumpin’ like a chat line
He bought a 500, need he, need a halftime
If yo job ain’t ballin’ hard, then you need to quit
You need a A T hard, then you need to split
Summer’s mine, winter too
I’m poppin’ bottles in the club, that’s what winners do
They claiming bitches, them my old hoes
They claim they ballin’ in my old flows
[Young Jeezy - Hook]
[Lil Wayne]
These hoes call me Tunechi baby
Niggas think they seeing me, they hallucinating
Bitch, I’m ballin’, ballin’ like a muthafucker
12 gauge, bitch, I got a dozen of them
Nigga broke, acting like he got it though
I’m with a Spanish bitch, if she ain’t fucking, adios!
So many cars I’m like eenie meenie minie moe
So many colours in the diamonds, Kaleidoscope
Last year I made a hundred million dollars flat
Run in ya house, and get to poppin’ at your shower cap
My homies got them firebirds like Pontiac
And if them bitches don’t sell, we buy em back
Where the strippers, tell em Tune on his way
Tell them niggas I’m strapped like lingerie
I ain’t trippin, I’m ballin, call me NBA
I-I ain’t trippin, I’m ballin, call me NBA
[Young Jeezy - Chorus x2]
You think you’re ballin cause you got a block?
He think he ballin cause he got a block?
You know these hoes came to see me ball
You know these hoes love to see me ball
[Lil Wayne]
You think you’re ballin cause you got a block?
He think he ballin cause he got a block?
YOUNG JEEZY feat. Ne-Yo – Leave You Alone
[Hook: Ne-Yo]
Yeah
She said you ain’t no good but you feel so good
She said I would if I could but I gotta leave you alone
(She said) I gotta leave you alone I-I-I-I
She said I know you bad, but I want you back
She said makes me so sad that I gotta leave you alone
(She said) I gotta leave you alone
[Verse 1:]
I got my mind on my money
All I need’s a bad bitch
That I can run through the city spend this cash with
That I can run through this city spend this cash on
Wake up in the morning get my smash on
I want more much baby egg whites
Keep your stomach, inner thighs, and your legs right
While I’m out here focus getting this bread right
But if the head right, Jeezy there every night
Wake up in the morning and I’m still here
Wake up in the morning and I ain’t gone
All I ask, let me just do me
And maybe just me and you can get along
Had them other bitches mad when they seen us
Had to match our Rolex’s baby team us
Yeah the earth is our turf we can share the world
Maybe even go half on a baby girl
[Hook: Ne-Yo]
She said you ain’t no good but you feel so good
She said I would if I could but I gotta leave you alone
(She said) I gotta leave you alone I-I-I-I
She said I know you bad, but I want you back
She said makes me so sad that I gotta leave you alone
I gotta leave you alone
[Verse 2:]
Let me be your mind reader, let me read your mind
And when I’m done with the front, hit it from behind
Love a loyalty never cross the line
Just hit a nigga up when I cross your mind
Show you how to get you on you won’t be watching mine
Put you up on G show you how to shine
And maybe we can kick it when I got the time
Be my backbone every nigga need a spine
Gotta know you ride with me if I’m right or wrong
Case I wake up in the morning and it’s all gone
Best believe I’ma get it right back
That’s the hustler in me I know you like that
You probably think I’m with a different broad every night
When I think about it shit man you’re probably right
The more I think about it shit you’re probably wrong
Cause what you didn’t think about is that I’m probably grown
[Hook: Ne-Yo]
She said you ain’t no good but you feel so good
She said I would if I could but I gotta leave you alone
(She said) I gotta leave you alone I-I-I-I
She said I know you bad, but I want you back
She said makes me so sad that I gotta leave you alone
I gotta leave you alone
[Verse 3: Ne-Yo]
She said she wish she never met me
Cause she just can’t help but let me go ahead
And do whatever the hell I want
She said she hate how much she need me
Turn around, and say she don’t need me
Always talking about she gonna leave me
But she don’t
But maybe this time I’ll be different
Cause she shed so many tears
She’ll remind me all the dumb shit that I’ve done over the years
But she don’t be tripping in the moments I got her legs up by her ears
But as soon as we get done, I swear this is all I hear, yeah
[Hook: Ne-Yo]
She said you ain’t no good but you feel so good
She said I would if I could but I gotta leave you alone
(She said) I gotta leave you alone I-I-I-I
She said I know you bad, but I want you back
She said makes me so sad that I gotta leave you alone
(She said) I gotta leave you alone
Yeah
She said you ain’t no good but you feel so good
She said I would if I could but I gotta leave you alone
(She said) I gotta leave you alone I-I-I-I
She said I know you bad, but I want you back
She said makes me so sad that I gotta leave you alone
(She said) I gotta leave you alone
[Verse 1:]
I got my mind on my money
All I need’s a bad bitch
That I can run through the city spend this cash with
That I can run through this city spend this cash on
Wake up in the morning get my smash on
I want more much baby egg whites
Keep your stomach, inner thighs, and your legs right
While I’m out here focus getting this bread right
But if the head right, Jeezy there every night
Wake up in the morning and I’m still here
Wake up in the morning and I ain’t gone
All I ask, let me just do me
And maybe just me and you can get along
Had them other bitches mad when they seen us
Had to match our Rolex’s baby team us
Yeah the earth is our turf we can share the world
Maybe even go half on a baby girl
[Hook: Ne-Yo]
She said you ain’t no good but you feel so good
She said I would if I could but I gotta leave you alone
(She said) I gotta leave you alone I-I-I-I
She said I know you bad, but I want you back
She said makes me so sad that I gotta leave you alone
I gotta leave you alone
[Verse 2:]
Let me be your mind reader, let me read your mind
And when I’m done with the front, hit it from behind
Love a loyalty never cross the line
Just hit a nigga up when I cross your mind
Show you how to get you on you won’t be watching mine
Put you up on G show you how to shine
And maybe we can kick it when I got the time
Be my backbone every nigga need a spine
Gotta know you ride with me if I’m right or wrong
Case I wake up in the morning and it’s all gone
Best believe I’ma get it right back
That’s the hustler in me I know you like that
You probably think I’m with a different broad every night
When I think about it shit man you’re probably right
The more I think about it shit you’re probably wrong
Cause what you didn’t think about is that I’m probably grown
[Hook: Ne-Yo]
She said you ain’t no good but you feel so good
She said I would if I could but I gotta leave you alone
(She said) I gotta leave you alone I-I-I-I
She said I know you bad, but I want you back
She said makes me so sad that I gotta leave you alone
I gotta leave you alone
[Verse 3: Ne-Yo]
She said she wish she never met me
Cause she just can’t help but let me go ahead
And do whatever the hell I want
She said she hate how much she need me
Turn around, and say she don’t need me
Always talking about she gonna leave me
But she don’t
But maybe this time I’ll be different
Cause she shed so many tears
She’ll remind me all the dumb shit that I’ve done over the years
But she don’t be tripping in the moments I got her legs up by her ears
But as soon as we get done, I swear this is all I hear, yeah
[Hook: Ne-Yo]
She said you ain’t no good but you feel so good
She said I would if I could but I gotta leave you alone
(She said) I gotta leave you alone I-I-I-I
She said I know you bad, but I want you back
She said makes me so sad that I gotta leave you alone
(She said) I gotta leave you alone
YOUNG JEEZY feat. Jadakiss & Fabolous – OJ
[Young Jeezy - Hook]
What you know about champagne every night
Bad bitches everywhere, Barry White
Hit the things, I could bury white
Countin’ up a million dollars every night
Hit the mall blow up
Kinda hard when you’re sleeping on Dolce
Wake up drinkin Rose
Killin’ that white bitch, OJ
[Young Jeezy - Verse 1]
Smokin that exotic, riding that foreign
million dollar round trip, I ain’t talkin bout touring
Yeah, countin’ money til ya boring
Man fuck that shit (jizzle where you goin?)
Flat screens on the walls, nigga iMacs
Michael Turners on decks, nigga half backs
Dirty white bitch, yeah that kat stacks
We don’t sleep round here, we take cat naps
Wesley Snipes, mothafucka its the money train
Swear the work came faster than the money came
Sometimes the money be faster than the cars is
Feds ain’t watching and then them broads is
Could end anyday and you know better
Now you watch the frito lay, yeah you know cheddar
Double bags at the spot, luggage in the place
Louie V on deck, luggage on my waist
[Young Jeezy - Hook]
[Fabolous - Verse 2]
I woke up sayin’ I ain’t drinking no more
Same night in the spot drinkin’ Coco
Loso, bad bitch think she know so
Got a man cuffin’, nigga think he popo
She tryna go below the belt, thinkin’ low blow
I’m thinking oh yeah, he thinkin’ oh no
I’m on my high horse, thinking Polo
Got the 9 on me so I think I’m Romo
Uh, I’m about that life
Bring you in the game, let you meet my wife
Married to the, asking am I gettin cheddar now
They say I do, like a wedding vow
That AirTran we flying for cheap
And you niggas sleepin’ on me, hope you die in your sleep
OJ, yeah probably don’t get it
I’m the best that ever did it and got away with it
[Hook]
[Jadakiss - Verse 2]
Italian money and everything with ‘em
Gloves don’t fit ‘em so they gotta acquit him
Ain’t nobody seen it, but everybody heard it
The whole town hatin’, they waitin’ on a verdict
Tell ‘em niggas pop off, I’m waitin on a drop off
I ain’t leaving the block til I knock the box off
Yeah taking care of the whole fam
Bought the Porsche gave the M to my old man
More money more problems
More grams, more real estate, more land
At fight night I be ringside
I let them things fly, just put 1.5 under my kingsize
I look at the world through a kings eyes
I was born to spit bars and sling pies
I ain’t wealthy yet but I’m quite rich
I just gotta keep killin’ that white bitch
[Hook]
What you know about champagne every night
Bad bitches everywhere, Barry White
Hit the things, I could bury white
Countin’ up a million dollars every night
Hit the mall blow up
Kinda hard when you’re sleeping on Dolce
Wake up drinkin Rose
Killin’ that white bitch, OJ
[Young Jeezy - Verse 1]
Smokin that exotic, riding that foreign
million dollar round trip, I ain’t talkin bout touring
Yeah, countin’ money til ya boring
Man fuck that shit (jizzle where you goin?)
Flat screens on the walls, nigga iMacs
Michael Turners on decks, nigga half backs
Dirty white bitch, yeah that kat stacks
We don’t sleep round here, we take cat naps
Wesley Snipes, mothafucka its the money train
Swear the work came faster than the money came
Sometimes the money be faster than the cars is
Feds ain’t watching and then them broads is
Could end anyday and you know better
Now you watch the frito lay, yeah you know cheddar
Double bags at the spot, luggage in the place
Louie V on deck, luggage on my waist
[Young Jeezy - Hook]
[Fabolous - Verse 2]
I woke up sayin’ I ain’t drinking no more
Same night in the spot drinkin’ Coco
Loso, bad bitch think she know so
Got a man cuffin’, nigga think he popo
She tryna go below the belt, thinkin’ low blow
I’m thinking oh yeah, he thinkin’ oh no
I’m on my high horse, thinking Polo
Got the 9 on me so I think I’m Romo
Uh, I’m about that life
Bring you in the game, let you meet my wife
Married to the, asking am I gettin cheddar now
They say I do, like a wedding vow
That AirTran we flying for cheap
And you niggas sleepin’ on me, hope you die in your sleep
OJ, yeah probably don’t get it
I’m the best that ever did it and got away with it
[Hook]
[Jadakiss - Verse 2]
Italian money and everything with ‘em
Gloves don’t fit ‘em so they gotta acquit him
Ain’t nobody seen it, but everybody heard it
The whole town hatin’, they waitin’ on a verdict
Tell ‘em niggas pop off, I’m waitin on a drop off
I ain’t leaving the block til I knock the box off
Yeah taking care of the whole fam
Bought the Porsche gave the M to my old man
More money more problems
More grams, more real estate, more land
At fight night I be ringside
I let them things fly, just put 1.5 under my kingsize
I look at the world through a kings eyes
I was born to spit bars and sling pies
I ain’t wealthy yet but I’m quite rich
I just gotta keep killin’ that white bitch
[Hook]
YOUNG JEEZY feat. Jill Scott – Trapped
It’s a trap!
[Jill Scott]
Yo, they still be grindin’, and runnin’
Tryin’ to get into somethin’ or nothin’
I remember them days, when the block got hot, bullets flyin’ for the what
It was, like, you ain’t, really give a fuck
I’m a sister, mother, I’m your daughter, I’m your lover and I’m
Right here, and I’m sayin’ that it’s wack sauce
Everything that you do tryna be the boss
You ain’t really really doin’ it, (nah)
I mean honestly pursuin’ it
Ca-cause, if you did you wouldn’t be murdering, (your own people like)
Oh ya see, it’s a trap, (it’s a trap, that’s what it’s called by the way)
It’s a trap
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
It’s a trap night nigga, here we go again
Jill left the door wide open, so I’m goin’ in, (let’s go)
Through a bedroom I could see my momma tears, (tears)
All I smell is Hennessy mixed with my momma fears, (yeah)
Please momma don’t cry, you know I hate cryin’, (cryin’)
I try my best not to die, you know I hate dyin’, (yeah)
Three eighty for my thirteenth birthday, (birthday)
I promised her I wouldn’t let you motherfuckers hurt me, (yeah)
So y’all get back, Jeezy got a automatic
Every time I turn the TV on a nigga seein’ static, (damn)
Guess they forgot to pay them cable folks
Them niggas in my first class got them cable jokes, (haha)
Open up the frigerator see some old milk
Shit been sittin’ so long look like some old silk, (damn)
I’ve been cursed since the day this earth birthed me
I’ve been cursed since the day my mother birthed me, (yeah)
And how did I get here in the first place
Oh that’s right, see the trap is my birthplace (haha, young)
[Hook: Jill Scott]
Said that I know you’ve been trapped, (trapped)
Like you wanna move on, but they hold you back
To face consequences, of what you did on some bullshit (yeah, wassup)
Said that I know you’ve been trapped, (trapped)
Like you wanna move on, but they hold you back, (ain’t no way out)
To face consequences, of what you did on some bullshit
(What you know bout this homie, trap life, let’s go)
[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
Even though we had a will, we ain’t have a way, (way)
They just told us how to live, we ain’t have a say, (say)
All I know is the other side got some cuffs for ya, (for ya)
Fresh khaki suit, nigga that’s enough for ya, (yeah)
Got ya spendin’ all ya money on lawyer fees, (fees)
Judge throwin’ numbers at you like he speakin’ Japanese, (oo-wahh)
All cause a nigga out here playin’ bakery, (bakery)
I’m out here tryna get this bread, somebody pray for me, (haha)
I’m always on the block so I rarely go to church, (church)
Didn’t wanna hear it from the preacher, cause the truth hurts
And right now I’m so high, I should be scared of heights, (heights)
A Town nigga I be on that kryptonite, (yeah)
I got deadlines nigga no bedtime, (time)
The only thing promised to ya is some fed time, (time)
And how did I get here in the first place
Oh that’s right, see the trap was my birthplace (haha, Young)
[Jill Scott]
You ain’t really really doin’ it, (nah)
I mean honestly pursuin’ it, (not at all)
Ca-cause, if you did you wouldn’t be murdering, (your people like)
Oh ya see, it’s a trap, (it’s a trap y’all)
It’s a trap (this the trap life, welcome to it, yeah, let’s go)
[Hook: Jill Scott]
Said that I know you’ve been trapped, (trapped)
Like you wanna move on, but they hold you back
To face consequences, of what you did on some bullshit (yeah, wassup)
Said that I know you’ve been trapped, (trapped)
Like you wanna move on, but they hold you back, (ain’t no way out)
To face consequences, of what you did on some bullshit
(What you know bout this homie, trap life, let’s go)
[Outro: Young Jeezy]
Trap or cry nigga till the day I mothafuckin’ die nigga
Till you put me in that mothafuckin’ couch and you put that dirt on me homie
Goin, ain’t no way out
It’s death or jail nigga
I’m there
Count me in
Trap life
[Jill Scott]
Yo, they still be grindin’, and runnin’
Tryin’ to get into somethin’ or nothin’
I remember them days, when the block got hot, bullets flyin’ for the what
It was, like, you ain’t, really give a fuck
I’m a sister, mother, I’m your daughter, I’m your lover and I’m
Right here, and I’m sayin’ that it’s wack sauce
Everything that you do tryna be the boss
You ain’t really really doin’ it, (nah)
I mean honestly pursuin’ it
Ca-cause, if you did you wouldn’t be murdering, (your own people like)
Oh ya see, it’s a trap, (it’s a trap, that’s what it’s called by the way)
It’s a trap
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
It’s a trap night nigga, here we go again
Jill left the door wide open, so I’m goin’ in, (let’s go)
Through a bedroom I could see my momma tears, (tears)
All I smell is Hennessy mixed with my momma fears, (yeah)
Please momma don’t cry, you know I hate cryin’, (cryin’)
I try my best not to die, you know I hate dyin’, (yeah)
Three eighty for my thirteenth birthday, (birthday)
I promised her I wouldn’t let you motherfuckers hurt me, (yeah)
So y’all get back, Jeezy got a automatic
Every time I turn the TV on a nigga seein’ static, (damn)
Guess they forgot to pay them cable folks
Them niggas in my first class got them cable jokes, (haha)
Open up the frigerator see some old milk
Shit been sittin’ so long look like some old silk, (damn)
I’ve been cursed since the day this earth birthed me
I’ve been cursed since the day my mother birthed me, (yeah)
And how did I get here in the first place
Oh that’s right, see the trap is my birthplace (haha, young)
[Hook: Jill Scott]
Said that I know you’ve been trapped, (trapped)
Like you wanna move on, but they hold you back
To face consequences, of what you did on some bullshit (yeah, wassup)
Said that I know you’ve been trapped, (trapped)
Like you wanna move on, but they hold you back, (ain’t no way out)
To face consequences, of what you did on some bullshit
(What you know bout this homie, trap life, let’s go)
[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
Even though we had a will, we ain’t have a way, (way)
They just told us how to live, we ain’t have a say, (say)
All I know is the other side got some cuffs for ya, (for ya)
Fresh khaki suit, nigga that’s enough for ya, (yeah)
Got ya spendin’ all ya money on lawyer fees, (fees)
Judge throwin’ numbers at you like he speakin’ Japanese, (oo-wahh)
All cause a nigga out here playin’ bakery, (bakery)
I’m out here tryna get this bread, somebody pray for me, (haha)
I’m always on the block so I rarely go to church, (church)
Didn’t wanna hear it from the preacher, cause the truth hurts
And right now I’m so high, I should be scared of heights, (heights)
A Town nigga I be on that kryptonite, (yeah)
I got deadlines nigga no bedtime, (time)
The only thing promised to ya is some fed time, (time)
And how did I get here in the first place
Oh that’s right, see the trap was my birthplace (haha, Young)
[Jill Scott]
You ain’t really really doin’ it, (nah)
I mean honestly pursuin’ it, (not at all)
Ca-cause, if you did you wouldn’t be murdering, (your people like)
Oh ya see, it’s a trap, (it’s a trap y’all)
It’s a trap (this the trap life, welcome to it, yeah, let’s go)
[Hook: Jill Scott]
Said that I know you’ve been trapped, (trapped)
Like you wanna move on, but they hold you back
To face consequences, of what you did on some bullshit (yeah, wassup)
Said that I know you’ve been trapped, (trapped)
Like you wanna move on, but they hold you back, (ain’t no way out)
To face consequences, of what you did on some bullshit
(What you know bout this homie, trap life, let’s go)
[Outro: Young Jeezy]
Trap or cry nigga till the day I mothafuckin’ die nigga
Till you put me in that mothafuckin’ couch and you put that dirt on me homie
Goin, ain’t no way out
It’s death or jail nigga
I’m there
Count me in
Trap life
YOUNG JEEZY feat. Freddie Gibbs – Run DMC
[Hook:]
Run DMC, Run DMC
If I’m riding low-key I got that D on me
And nigga we don’t care
Cause nigga life ain’t fair
They go for 30 a piece
We sell them hoes by the pair
(Snow! Snow! Snow!)
[Verse 1 - Freddie Gibbs:]
Stay on the creep
So how you gonna stick up the stick-up man?
.357 to the tooth, bitch, I hope you picked up a dental plan
Got that ocho cinco, 5 for 250 grams
Throw that heron straight from New York in my nigga’s minivan
Excuse me Mr. Officer, I’ve been thinking about popping ya
So you better not search this car
I’m so hot I’m off the thermometer
Fuck the Feds, I promise ya
I won’t go back to jail
Seem like every time a nigga try to make a sale
These bitches go back and tell. This shit is
Fresh off the scale
White bitch, them bricks in the M3
When I’m done breaking down this dope
I’mma beat that shit like an MP
They wanna murk me for $10G
That shit don’t offend me
Nigga I had stripes before this rap shit
I run D and I MC
[Hook:]
Run DMC, Run DMC
If I’m riding low-key I got that D on me
And nigga we don’t care
Cause nigga life ain’t fair
They go for 30 a piece
We sell them hoes by the pair
{Snow! Snow! Snow!)
[Verse 2 - Young Jeezy:]
I don’t even use the door, I just pull in the garage
Tony Montana shit, look like a mirage
Put the yay on the counter , bout to give it a massage
I whip them bitches two at a time – yeah, a menage
Car full of bags, lookin like I’ve been shopping
Vic across the street, I think that motherfucker’s watching
Oh well! Gotta eat – it’s where I cook at
It’s a cooking channel – give a nigga something to look at
If I’m riding all day, this what my neighbors just told me
6-8 for the nine, bitch my neighbors might owe me
Riding so dirty made the bird take a bath
But when it dried off it was a bird and a half
[Hook:]
Run DMC, Run DMC
If I’m riding low-key I got that D on me
And nigga we don’t care
Cause nigga life ain’t fair
They go for 30 a piece
We sell them hoes by the pair
{Snow! Snow! Snow!)
Run DMC, Run DMC
If I’m riding low-key I got that D on me
And nigga we don’t care
Cause nigga life ain’t fair
They go for 30 a piece
We sell them hoes by the pair
(Snow! Snow! Snow!)
[Verse 1 - Freddie Gibbs:]
Stay on the creep
So how you gonna stick up the stick-up man?
.357 to the tooth, bitch, I hope you picked up a dental plan
Got that ocho cinco, 5 for 250 grams
Throw that heron straight from New York in my nigga’s minivan
Excuse me Mr. Officer, I’ve been thinking about popping ya
So you better not search this car
I’m so hot I’m off the thermometer
Fuck the Feds, I promise ya
I won’t go back to jail
Seem like every time a nigga try to make a sale
These bitches go back and tell. This shit is
Fresh off the scale
White bitch, them bricks in the M3
When I’m done breaking down this dope
I’mma beat that shit like an MP
They wanna murk me for $10G
That shit don’t offend me
Nigga I had stripes before this rap shit
I run D and I MC
[Hook:]
Run DMC, Run DMC
If I’m riding low-key I got that D on me
And nigga we don’t care
Cause nigga life ain’t fair
They go for 30 a piece
We sell them hoes by the pair
{Snow! Snow! Snow!)
[Verse 2 - Young Jeezy:]
I don’t even use the door, I just pull in the garage
Tony Montana shit, look like a mirage
Put the yay on the counter , bout to give it a massage
I whip them bitches two at a time – yeah, a menage
Car full of bags, lookin like I’ve been shopping
Vic across the street, I think that motherfucker’s watching
Oh well! Gotta eat – it’s where I cook at
It’s a cooking channel – give a nigga something to look at
If I’m riding all day, this what my neighbors just told me
6-8 for the nine, bitch my neighbors might owe me
Riding so dirty made the bird take a bath
But when it dried off it was a bird and a half
[Hook:]
Run DMC, Run DMC
If I’m riding low-key I got that D on me
And nigga we don’t care
Cause nigga life ain’t fair
They go for 30 a piece
We sell them hoes by the pair
{Snow! Snow! Snow!)
YOUNG JEEZY feat. Future – Way Too Gone
I’m way to gone, what the fuck I’m a doing
Wake up in the morning, who the fuck am I screwing?
My partner on brown and you know I’m on white
You know its going down, I can do this all night
Gotta get to the paper one time for the haters
Money over bitches two times for the fakers
Cause even in the dark, baby I’m a shine bright
I’m way too gone, the best night of my life
Yeah, I said g-g-g-go DJ
I see you got that Jizzle on replay
Just keep that Jizzle on repeat
It’s about the time everybody scream “free Meech!”
Let’s take ya bitch ass back to ’05
Close your eyes, take a rough nigga look, Atlanta lights
Club vision, PJ in my hand, I’m on the couch
Man this nigga Meech just blew a quarter mil, he bought a house
Man you niggas gonna lace up your sneaks, it’s time to ball
Presidential at the Swiss Hotel, making come alls.
Posted up, all black in the back, 100 deep
A hundred coupes posted up in the front, 200 seats
Man somebody call the IRS, too many lambos
Yea I’m talking bottles and blunts, all you can handle
Them other niggas fake, to them fallings where its at.
Man the real niggas do real things, let’s drink to that!
[Hook]
I’m way to gone, what the fuck I’m a doing
Wake up in the morning, who the fuck am I screwing?
My partner on brown and you know I’m on white
You know its going down, I can do this all night
Gotta get to the paper one time for the haters
Money over bitches two times for the fakers
Cause even in the dark, baby I’m a shine bright
I’m way too gone, the best night of my life
I said I’m gone! I’m going going gone!
Way this night is going, man I won’t make it home
I’m a wake up in the room, wake up with a hangover
What I spent last night I could bought a Range Rover
Got my Raybans on, yeah I see you haters
Keep doing what you doing, cause I need you haters
She said whats your cologne, said you can call it strong
If I had to name my money baby, I would call it long.
I said I’m way too gone, I don’t see nobody,
I ain’t even on the bill, I’m acting like it’s my party.
Feel like I’m on fire or just that hot,
If I smoke another blunt, yeah I swear I’m gonna die
You can call the weed man, tell him bring another zip
I know he just left, yeah he gotta make another trip
So hot in here feel like I’m going to faint
Even though I’m past my limit, still think I’m gonna drink
[Hook]
[Future]
I woke up early this morning,
Three white girls from the Pink Pony,
I’m blowing money fast, so caught up in the moment
One time for the bar, two times for my homies,
I’m a rock star in real life; I’m an astronaut outta sight.
Put Codeine in my Sprite, my wrist is full of ice
I don’t even know her name, she so caught in the hype.
Its ok baby, cuz I’m a millionaire for life,
I got bitches on my payroll, they coming back like white
I’m with Ethiopian, we in Vegas shootin’ dice
Got a girl at home, I know I’m wrong, it feels so right
On the first road, young I hope I wrote a sinch
We in the club for thugs, this must be heaven.
[Hook]
Wake up in the morning, who the fuck am I screwing?
My partner on brown and you know I’m on white
You know its going down, I can do this all night
Gotta get to the paper one time for the haters
Money over bitches two times for the fakers
Cause even in the dark, baby I’m a shine bright
I’m way too gone, the best night of my life
Yeah, I said g-g-g-go DJ
I see you got that Jizzle on replay
Just keep that Jizzle on repeat
It’s about the time everybody scream “free Meech!”
Let’s take ya bitch ass back to ’05
Close your eyes, take a rough nigga look, Atlanta lights
Club vision, PJ in my hand, I’m on the couch
Man this nigga Meech just blew a quarter mil, he bought a house
Man you niggas gonna lace up your sneaks, it’s time to ball
Presidential at the Swiss Hotel, making come alls.
Posted up, all black in the back, 100 deep
A hundred coupes posted up in the front, 200 seats
Man somebody call the IRS, too many lambos
Yea I’m talking bottles and blunts, all you can handle
Them other niggas fake, to them fallings where its at.
Man the real niggas do real things, let’s drink to that!
[Hook]
I’m way to gone, what the fuck I’m a doing
Wake up in the morning, who the fuck am I screwing?
My partner on brown and you know I’m on white
You know its going down, I can do this all night
Gotta get to the paper one time for the haters
Money over bitches two times for the fakers
Cause even in the dark, baby I’m a shine bright
I’m way too gone, the best night of my life
I said I’m gone! I’m going going gone!
Way this night is going, man I won’t make it home
I’m a wake up in the room, wake up with a hangover
What I spent last night I could bought a Range Rover
Got my Raybans on, yeah I see you haters
Keep doing what you doing, cause I need you haters
She said whats your cologne, said you can call it strong
If I had to name my money baby, I would call it long.
I said I’m way too gone, I don’t see nobody,
I ain’t even on the bill, I’m acting like it’s my party.
Feel like I’m on fire or just that hot,
If I smoke another blunt, yeah I swear I’m gonna die
You can call the weed man, tell him bring another zip
I know he just left, yeah he gotta make another trip
So hot in here feel like I’m going to faint
Even though I’m past my limit, still think I’m gonna drink
[Hook]
[Future]
I woke up early this morning,
Three white girls from the Pink Pony,
I’m blowing money fast, so caught up in the moment
One time for the bar, two times for my homies,
I’m a rock star in real life; I’m an astronaut outta sight.
Put Codeine in my Sprite, my wrist is full of ice
I don’t even know her name, she so caught in the hype.
Its ok baby, cuz I’m a millionaire for life,
I got bitches on my payroll, they coming back like white
I’m with Ethiopian, we in Vegas shootin’ dice
Got a girl at home, I know I’m wrong, it feels so right
On the first road, young I hope I wrote a sinch
We in the club for thugs, this must be heaven.
[Hook]
YOUNG JEEZY feat. Freddie Gibbs & Eminem – Talk 2 Me
[Jeezy]
I’m tired, I feel wired but yet I’m still inspired
To find somebody else for the job, tell me I’m fired
Really muthafuck what they say, I did my job yo
Hood nigga straight off the block, I beat the odds
Now you see a nigga, back to the wall
Now you exciting, now I’m done
Everything for you niggas but get indicted
Got niggas in the feds wishin I was still with ‘em
Death penalty, go throw ‘em in the ail with ‘em
Rather die int he hands of the judge then former friends
Man this shit is like an ongoing movie, it never ends
Same nigga say that they would, love you forever
Niggas get the forecast and change just like the weather
Got me feeling like a whole brick, cut with some pain
From winter days yeah, they start of sunny and then it rains
And even after all these years, it’s still storming
You couldn’t of told ‘em it wouldn’t be like this
You coulda warned ‘em
[Eminem]
Somebody better explain, why my ears are ringing so loud
Someone has got something to say, grow some balls and say it to my face
(Somebody talk to me) Ooooh Oh, Ooooh Oh
Somebody’s got a problem, I wanna know
Keep my name out ya muthafucking mouth
Somebody talk to me
[Freddie Gibbs]
Walking like I’m talking, play it like I see it
And I swear sometimes hear voices talking to me in my head
Some nights I slept for months, the living dead to get this bread
There’s two ways out this shit, a casket or the fucking fed
I rap cause one day I pray this might be my escape
Everyday I seal up these bags, seems like I’m sealing my fate
My momma worked at your gangsta, jumped off the porch out the gate
But I can’t let my momma bury me, thats some shit she can’t take
Most niggas hate when you come up and you doing something constructive
Police to the politician, my whole city corrupted
Wanna convict me for a couple transactions that I conducted
And my homeboys just might snitch under pressure
So muthafuck ‘em, it’s just me and my two nuts
And you can bet they gon hang
And bitch my resume gon’ check out til I check out the game
Sometimes that ski mask on my skull it took effect on my brain
And I still didn’t tell the shit, I’m sick of telling you man
Somebody talk to ‘em
[Eminem - Bridge]
Somebody talk to me
Somebody better explain, how my name’s ending up in your mouth
Somebody talk to me
Got 2 seconds to talk, I want some answers right the fuck now
Somebody talk to me
Cause if it’s me that you’re talkin’ about then I wanna know
Somebody talk to me
We almost past the point of being able to talk this shit out
[Eminem - Hook]
Somebody better explain, why my ears are ringing so loud
Someone’s got something to say, grow some balls and say it to my face
I’m tired, I feel wired but yet I’m still inspired
To find somebody else for the job, tell me I’m fired
Really muthafuck what they say, I did my job yo
Hood nigga straight off the block, I beat the odds
Now you see a nigga, back to the wall
Now you exciting, now I’m done
Everything for you niggas but get indicted
Got niggas in the feds wishin I was still with ‘em
Death penalty, go throw ‘em in the ail with ‘em
Rather die int he hands of the judge then former friends
Man this shit is like an ongoing movie, it never ends
Same nigga say that they would, love you forever
Niggas get the forecast and change just like the weather
Got me feeling like a whole brick, cut with some pain
From winter days yeah, they start of sunny and then it rains
And even after all these years, it’s still storming
You couldn’t of told ‘em it wouldn’t be like this
You coulda warned ‘em
[Eminem]
Somebody better explain, why my ears are ringing so loud
Someone has got something to say, grow some balls and say it to my face
(Somebody talk to me) Ooooh Oh, Ooooh Oh
Somebody’s got a problem, I wanna know
Keep my name out ya muthafucking mouth
Somebody talk to me
[Freddie Gibbs]
Walking like I’m talking, play it like I see it
And I swear sometimes hear voices talking to me in my head
Some nights I slept for months, the living dead to get this bread
There’s two ways out this shit, a casket or the fucking fed
I rap cause one day I pray this might be my escape
Everyday I seal up these bags, seems like I’m sealing my fate
My momma worked at your gangsta, jumped off the porch out the gate
But I can’t let my momma bury me, thats some shit she can’t take
Most niggas hate when you come up and you doing something constructive
Police to the politician, my whole city corrupted
Wanna convict me for a couple transactions that I conducted
And my homeboys just might snitch under pressure
So muthafuck ‘em, it’s just me and my two nuts
And you can bet they gon hang
And bitch my resume gon’ check out til I check out the game
Sometimes that ski mask on my skull it took effect on my brain
And I still didn’t tell the shit, I’m sick of telling you man
Somebody talk to ‘em
[Eminem - Bridge]
Somebody talk to me
Somebody better explain, how my name’s ending up in your mouth
Somebody talk to me
Got 2 seconds to talk, I want some answers right the fuck now
Somebody talk to me
Cause if it’s me that you’re talkin’ about then I wanna know
Somebody talk to me
We almost past the point of being able to talk this shit out
[Eminem - Hook]
Somebody better explain, why my ears are ringing so loud
Someone’s got something to say, grow some balls and say it to my face
YOUNG JEEZY feat. Fabolous & Yo Gotti – Flexin’
Flexin, Flexin everyday I’m flexin
..Flexin was crime you gon’ have to come arrest me
They asked me what I’m doin, that’s a good question
Let you niggas know ..soon as I get done flexin
Flexin, flexin, all day I’m flexin
..Flexin was crime then somebody come arrest me
They asked me what I’m doin, that’s a good question
Let you niggas know soon as I get done flexin
[Young Jeezy - Verse 1:]
Young you stay killin em, bitch I gotta hit list,
On that murder 1 kush, bitch you gotta hit this
Jizzle in that 5.9.9. you can’t forget this
Don’t make me hop up out this pretty bitch & take a twitpic
Foreign bitch with me, yeah she take a big dick
Foreign M60, yeah it take a big clip
We understand the top, damn nigga where yo doors go
Bitch I’m on the moon what the fuck I need some doors fo
Shooters right behind me, yeah they in a escalade
You know how to find me, shooters in the escalade
Killers on payroll, bitch even my neck work
Left the house with all my chains on, look like my neck hurt
[Chorus]
Flexin, Flexin everyday I’m flexin
..Flexin was crime they gon’ have to come arrest me
They asked me what I’m doin, that’s a good question
Let you niggas know ..soon as I get done flexin
Flexin, flexin, all day I’m flexin
..Flexin was crime then somebody come arrest me
They asked me what I’m doin, that’s a good question
Let you niggas know soon as I get done flexin
[Fabolous - Verse 2:]
I’m Flexin, Flexin, ain’t moving a muscle though
Come through in some foerign shit, you checking it like customs hoe
American gangster chase them franks like Russell Crowe
Them benjamin franks in-case you lost or just don’t know
I got my bet on, that’s my black watch
& all I do is win my pockets look like jackpots
Check my calendar it say I’m flexin all summer
So your lucky day is when you get a call from us
We in & out them stores, they think we the mall runners
I never change, that’s why I carry all hundreds
I’m doing me & yo bitch is who I’m next to do
Other than the schedule is flexible (niceee)
[Chorus]
Flexin, Flexin everyday I’m flexin
..Flexin was crime they gon’ have to come arrest me
They asked me what I’m doin, that’s a good question
Let you niggas know ..soon as I get done flexin
Flexin, flexin, all day I’m flexin
..Flexin was crime then somebody come arrest me
They asked me what I’m doin, that’s a good question
Let you niggas know soon as I get done flexin
[Yo Gotti - Verse 3:]
I’m Flexin, (Flexinnnnnnn) lookin like a million bucks
Double story white house, that bitch a million plus
Look at my garage everything I ride a 100 up
If I ain’t the gangster of the year, I’m runner up
Flexin, flexin aston martin textin
911 porshe, quadruple doors, that bitch sexy
Straight cash shawty, motherfuck a credit card
See me in the club, lookin like a fed charge
Brick talk, dope boy shit, making money fly
Spot light, center of attention, I ain’t gotta try
Flexin, presidential rollie with the ice in it
Closet full of gucci shoes cost more than ya breitlin
I’M FLEXIN
[Chorus x3]
Flexin, Flexin everyday I’m flexin
..Flexin was crime they gon’ have to come arrest me
They asked me what I’m doin, that’s a good question
Let you niggas know ..soon as I get done flexin
Flexin, flexin, all day I’m flexin
..Flexin was crime then somebody come arrest me
They asked me what I’m doin, that’s a good question
Let you niggas know soon as I get done flexin
..Flexin was crime you gon’ have to come arrest me
They asked me what I’m doin, that’s a good question
Let you niggas know ..soon as I get done flexin
Flexin, flexin, all day I’m flexin
..Flexin was crime then somebody come arrest me
They asked me what I’m doin, that’s a good question
Let you niggas know soon as I get done flexin
[Young Jeezy - Verse 1:]
Young you stay killin em, bitch I gotta hit list,
On that murder 1 kush, bitch you gotta hit this
Jizzle in that 5.9.9. you can’t forget this
Don’t make me hop up out this pretty bitch & take a twitpic
Foreign bitch with me, yeah she take a big dick
Foreign M60, yeah it take a big clip
We understand the top, damn nigga where yo doors go
Bitch I’m on the moon what the fuck I need some doors fo
Shooters right behind me, yeah they in a escalade
You know how to find me, shooters in the escalade
Killers on payroll, bitch even my neck work
Left the house with all my chains on, look like my neck hurt
[Chorus]
Flexin, Flexin everyday I’m flexin
..Flexin was crime they gon’ have to come arrest me
They asked me what I’m doin, that’s a good question
Let you niggas know ..soon as I get done flexin
Flexin, flexin, all day I’m flexin
..Flexin was crime then somebody come arrest me
They asked me what I’m doin, that’s a good question
Let you niggas know soon as I get done flexin
[Fabolous - Verse 2:]
I’m Flexin, Flexin, ain’t moving a muscle though
Come through in some foerign shit, you checking it like customs hoe
American gangster chase them franks like Russell Crowe
Them benjamin franks in-case you lost or just don’t know
I got my bet on, that’s my black watch
& all I do is win my pockets look like jackpots
Check my calendar it say I’m flexin all summer
So your lucky day is when you get a call from us
We in & out them stores, they think we the mall runners
I never change, that’s why I carry all hundreds
I’m doing me & yo bitch is who I’m next to do
Other than the schedule is flexible (niceee)
[Chorus]
Flexin, Flexin everyday I’m flexin
..Flexin was crime they gon’ have to come arrest me
They asked me what I’m doin, that’s a good question
Let you niggas know ..soon as I get done flexin
Flexin, flexin, all day I’m flexin
..Flexin was crime then somebody come arrest me
They asked me what I’m doin, that’s a good question
Let you niggas know soon as I get done flexin
[Yo Gotti - Verse 3:]
I’m Flexin, (Flexinnnnnnn) lookin like a million bucks
Double story white house, that bitch a million plus
Look at my garage everything I ride a 100 up
If I ain’t the gangster of the year, I’m runner up
Flexin, flexin aston martin textin
911 porshe, quadruple doors, that bitch sexy
Straight cash shawty, motherfuck a credit card
See me in the club, lookin like a fed charge
Brick talk, dope boy shit, making money fly
Spot light, center of attention, I ain’t gotta try
Flexin, presidential rollie with the ice in it
Closet full of gucci shoes cost more than ya breitlin
I’M FLEXIN
[Chorus x3]
Flexin, Flexin everyday I’m flexin
..Flexin was crime they gon’ have to come arrest me
They asked me what I’m doin, that’s a good question
Let you niggas know ..soon as I get done flexin
Flexin, flexin, all day I’m flexin
..Flexin was crime then somebody come arrest me
They asked me what I’m doin, that’s a good question
Let you niggas know soon as I get done flexin
YOUNG JEEZY feat. Eminem – Never Be The Same
[Hook]
And I ain’t looking to the same, no more my nigga
You will never be the same no, more my nigga
I don’t wanna play the game, no more my nigga
You will never be the same, no more my nigga
Now look you’re the same, no more my nigga
You will never be the same, no more my nigga
I don’t wanna play the game, no more my nigga
You will never be the same, no more my nigga
[Verse 1]
And I say this is for the hustlaz and every nigga like that
Married to the game, I’m here to tell you though, wife dead
You can go to jail or go home, it’s your choice
Every nigga from the ghetto dream is the wrong choice
Countin’ dough on the top floor, bad bitch cooking
Head it from the back another bad bitch looking
Champagne dreams, Cadi, yeah I wishin’
Almost done with the game beggin’ up
What’s the distance and all the niggas seen is things
And broken dreams, broke niggas styles
And there’s triple Benz
If we’re dancing with the devil at least
Teach us how to dance when the son of making dollars
Is like we never had a chance
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
You niggas think you know, you have no fucking idea
Look at how I made it here, I have no fucking idea
See I started with a down rock flippin’ through a down spot
Heat it so hard then a nigga need a time clock
Nigga over time, over grind, yeah you know
You know me I’m tryna overshine
Yeah that’s brighter than the stars and the sky
And even brighter than them flakes in the pie
Luxury cars I lust them we can discuss them
Talking that convertible hard top shit and discussing
Pack a dubs for my niggas behind the wall’s sick gang
Got my dogs locked behind the wall’s sick gang
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I say now what they hittin’ for
Cause you know they sky high
Niggas do, bitches do what them numbers don’t lie
And forever do these words, real niggas do die
Even thing even birds a real nigga gonna try
The penitentiary ain’t never scared me
Either I’m goin’ or I ain’t, that’s just how it’s gonna be
They want top dollar and the shit getting stepped on
Got ‘em niggas feeling like he being slept on
Sleep is for the weak when the work ain’t cheap
Nah, so what’s sweet but you can’t be weak
They say what don’t kill us only makes us stronger
Until they build a better case so they can lock us up longer
[Hook]
And I ain’t looking to the same, no more my nigga
You will never be the same no, more my nigga
I don’t wanna play the game, no more my nigga
You will never be the same, no more my nigga
Now look you’re the same, no more my nigga
You will never be the same, no more my nigga
I don’t wanna play the game, no more my nigga
You will never be the same, no more my nigga
[Verse 1]
And I say this is for the hustlaz and every nigga like that
Married to the game, I’m here to tell you though, wife dead
You can go to jail or go home, it’s your choice
Every nigga from the ghetto dream is the wrong choice
Countin’ dough on the top floor, bad bitch cooking
Head it from the back another bad bitch looking
Champagne dreams, Cadi, yeah I wishin’
Almost done with the game beggin’ up
What’s the distance and all the niggas seen is things
And broken dreams, broke niggas styles
And there’s triple Benz
If we’re dancing with the devil at least
Teach us how to dance when the son of making dollars
Is like we never had a chance
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
You niggas think you know, you have no fucking idea
Look at how I made it here, I have no fucking idea
See I started with a down rock flippin’ through a down spot
Heat it so hard then a nigga need a time clock
Nigga over time, over grind, yeah you know
You know me I’m tryna overshine
Yeah that’s brighter than the stars and the sky
And even brighter than them flakes in the pie
Luxury cars I lust them we can discuss them
Talking that convertible hard top shit and discussing
Pack a dubs for my niggas behind the wall’s sick gang
Got my dogs locked behind the wall’s sick gang
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I say now what they hittin’ for
Cause you know they sky high
Niggas do, bitches do what them numbers don’t lie
And forever do these words, real niggas do die
Even thing even birds a real nigga gonna try
The penitentiary ain’t never scared me
Either I’m goin’ or I ain’t, that’s just how it’s gonna be
They want top dollar and the shit getting stepped on
Got ‘em niggas feeling like he being slept on
Sleep is for the weak when the work ain’t cheap
Nah, so what’s sweet but you can’t be weak
They say what don’t kill us only makes us stronger
Until they build a better case so they can lock us up longer
[Hook]
YOUNG JEEZY feat. Fabolous – Rollin
[Hook:]
A nigga young, say they coming on a one-way
Wake em down, I be in town Monday
It’s for my niggas on the freeway
Riding dirty, let me take it easy
Everytime you see me on that 9-5 (rollin!)
22′s sitting on them shit’s boy!
Bad bitch on a steering wheel
A nigga just (rollin!)
Everytime you see me on the 7-5
We got them choppers in this bich, boy!
26′s and we sitting on high
A nigga just (rollin!)
[Verse 1 - Fabolous:]
It’s on y’all, I’m on y’all
That check come, we gon’ ball
Like wins work, like John Wall
You hate that shit, don’t y’all?
Real niggas, no cornballs
Pussy just a phone call
You stand this summer you gonna fall
I make it happen, I don’t stall
Bullshit: don’t try that
That full clip in my strap
That logo on my cap say “NY”
That’s my trap. Shout out to my hood
Too real to fake that. A BK nigga, I was
Brought up on “take that
Then flip that, then take that”
You got ass, then shake that
Them ones drop like Lees ho
Tell somebody rape that
Riding down that 95 on my way to 85
I’m rolling while my lady drives
An all-black Mercedes ride
[Hook]
(Rollin!) Everytime you see me on that 95
22′s sitting on them shit’s boy!
Bad bitch on a steering wheel just
A nigga just (rollin!)
[Verse 2 - Young Jeezy:]
I’m riding, I’m rolling, I’m holding
Stop hoping my cell phone
Stop smoking. Beep beep! Phone call
Nigga you joking
M.I., NY, A-Town, he’s Oakland
Just [?]
No words like Too Short
Vanilla cig Dutch Masters
I smoke them like Newports
Hood nigga in that Turbo
Naw we don’t do sports
A nigga young, say they coming on a one-way
Wake em down, I be in town Monday
It’s for my niggas on the freeway
Riding dirty, let me take it easy
Everytime you see me on that 9-5 (rollin!)
22′s sitting on them shit’s boy!
Bad bitch on a steering wheel
A nigga just (rollin!)
Everytime you see me on the 7-5
We got them choppers in this bich, boy!
26′s and we sitting on high
A nigga just (rollin!)
[Verse 1 - Fabolous:]
It’s on y’all, I’m on y’all
That check come, we gon’ ball
Like wins work, like John Wall
You hate that shit, don’t y’all?
Real niggas, no cornballs
Pussy just a phone call
You stand this summer you gonna fall
I make it happen, I don’t stall
Bullshit: don’t try that
That full clip in my strap
That logo on my cap say “NY”
That’s my trap. Shout out to my hood
Too real to fake that. A BK nigga, I was
Brought up on “take that
Then flip that, then take that”
You got ass, then shake that
Them ones drop like Lees ho
Tell somebody rape that
Riding down that 95 on my way to 85
I’m rolling while my lady drives
An all-black Mercedes ride
[Hook]
(Rollin!) Everytime you see me on that 95
22′s sitting on them shit’s boy!
Bad bitch on a steering wheel just
A nigga just (rollin!)
[Verse 2 - Young Jeezy:]
I’m riding, I’m rolling, I’m holding
Stop hoping my cell phone
Stop smoking. Beep beep! Phone call
Nigga you joking
M.I., NY, A-Town, he’s Oakland
Just [?]
No words like Too Short
Vanilla cig Dutch Masters
I smoke them like Newports
Hood nigga in that Turbo
Naw we don’t do sports
YOUNG JEEZY feat. 2 Chainz – Slow Grind
[Hook]
Last night it was Kush and Ciroc: I was super geeked
Cash flowing, money flowing, yeah that’s a super week
Got em for the 26 5, now that’s super-cheap
Can’t you niggas tell? I’m just looking for a super-freak
Super-freak, super-freak, yeah you know I want a
Super-freak, super-freak, yeah you know I need a
Super-freak, super-freak, yeah you know I want a
Super-freak, super-freak, yeah you know I need a
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
What it do? What it is? What you working with?
Every time you see me on grind: stay on that working shit
All I ever want’s a bad bitch in a Chanel bag
Sweet niggas want her cause they know she got Chanel swag
Straight like that, yea I fuck with her the long way
Been bragging to my partners: I been talking about her all day
Pull up in that Super-coupe: you know them diamonds glistening
Too much money in the room, guess I hit her in the kitchen then
Get her to myself man, I ain’t hit that girl yet
Now that I got her to myself man, you know I’m tryna get that girl wet
Keep it one thousand with you: I really think I’m diggin’ her
Can’t hear nothing but the money so she might just think I’m big enough
[Hook]
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Rick James, super freak
She got that wet-wet: now that’s a superleak
Tell your baby daddy that he’s super weak
fucked your girl last night: it only took a week
2 Chainz chump! Cost 100 stacks
10,000 with my shirt off that’s 100 tax
OK I’m done with that, you can run with that, I’ma switch it up
This bitch I’m with is thick as fuck, I’m rich as fuck
Laying in the bed and I still got my semi tucked
Going online like “when they gonna make that Bentley truck??”
My bankroll make em pay attention
The white girl like it when I whip it, whip it
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
She with me if I’m wrong or I’m right, yea she my type
Baby girl go and get the bread, she know what I like
Meet her at my low-key apartment, never at the house
Every time we got pulled over, never ran her mouth
fuck with real niggas, get money baby, on the chain
Long as baby stay getting money, how can I complain?
Favorite girl, guess she got the skills just to pay the bills
Last nigga she was fuckin’ with was worth a couple mil
Even when she going for the low, says she’s not a ho
Yeah you know that thing is super-wet: call it sloppy joe
Said she like it when I whip it fast then I whip it slow
Even though she got a lot of names, I just call her “blow”
[Hook]
Last night it was Kush and Ciroc: I was super geeked
Cash flowing, money flowing, yeah that’s a super week
Got em for the 26 5, now that’s super-cheap
Can’t you niggas tell? I’m just looking for a super-freak
Super-freak, super-freak, yeah you know I want a
Super-freak, super-freak, yeah you know I need a
Super-freak, super-freak, yeah you know I want a
Super-freak, super-freak, yeah you know I need a
[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
What it do? What it is? What you working with?
Every time you see me on grind: stay on that working shit
All I ever want’s a bad bitch in a Chanel bag
Sweet niggas want her cause they know she got Chanel swag
Straight like that, yea I fuck with her the long way
Been bragging to my partners: I been talking about her all day
Pull up in that Super-coupe: you know them diamonds glistening
Too much money in the room, guess I hit her in the kitchen then
Get her to myself man, I ain’t hit that girl yet
Now that I got her to myself man, you know I’m tryna get that girl wet
Keep it one thousand with you: I really think I’m diggin’ her
Can’t hear nothing but the money so she might just think I’m big enough
[Hook]
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Rick James, super freak
She got that wet-wet: now that’s a superleak
Tell your baby daddy that he’s super weak
fucked your girl last night: it only took a week
2 Chainz chump! Cost 100 stacks
10,000 with my shirt off that’s 100 tax
OK I’m done with that, you can run with that, I’ma switch it up
This bitch I’m with is thick as fuck, I’m rich as fuck
Laying in the bed and I still got my semi tucked
Going online like “when they gonna make that Bentley truck??”
My bankroll make em pay attention
The white girl like it when I whip it, whip it
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
She with me if I’m wrong or I’m right, yea she my type
Baby girl go and get the bread, she know what I like
Meet her at my low-key apartment, never at the house
Every time we got pulled over, never ran her mouth
fuck with real niggas, get money baby, on the chain
Long as baby stay getting money, how can I complain?
Favorite girl, guess she got the skills just to pay the bills
Last nigga she was fuckin’ with was worth a couple mil
Even when she going for the low, says she’s not a ho
Yeah you know that thing is super-wet: call it sloppy joe
Said she like it when I whip it fast then I whip it slow
Even though she got a lot of names, I just call her “blow”
[Hook]
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