Showing posts with label Dj Khaled. Show all posts
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Dj khaled

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dj-khaled_All we do is win_Lyrics

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

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

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

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

T-Pain -[Chorus]

[Diddy]
Hey turn me up man, I want them to hear me
ayo check this out,

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

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

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

[Chorus]

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

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

T-Pain -[Chorus]
[End]

DJ Khaled feat Lil Wayne, Rick Ross & Drake - im on one - 2011 - lyrics

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(Get em on)
I’m on one
(Get em on)
I’m on one
(Get em on)
I said I’m on one

[Drake]
I’m getting so cold
I aint work this hard since I was 18
Apologise if I say, anything I don’t mean
Like whats up with your best friend?
We could all have some fun, believe me
And whats up with these new niggas?
And why they think it all comes so easy

But get it while you here boy
Cause all that hype don’t feel the same next year boy
Yeah and I’ll be right here in my spot with a little more cash than I already got
Trippin off you cause you had your shot
With my skin tanned and my hair long
And my fans who been so patient, me and 40 back to work but we still smell like a vacation
Hate the rumours, hate your bullshit
Hate these fucking allegations, I’m just feeling like the throne is for the taking
Watch me take it!

[Drake - Chorus]
All I care about is money and the city that I’m from
I’ma sip until I feel it, I’ma smoke it till it’s done
And I don’t really give a f-ck, and my excuse is that I’m young
And I’m only getting older so somebody shoulda told ya

I’m on one
Yeah, f-ck it, I’m on one
Yeah, I said I’m on one
F-ck it, I’m on one

Two white cups and I got that drink
Could be purple, it could be pink
Depending on how you mix that shit
Money that we got, never get that shit

Cause I’m on one
I said fuck it I’m on one

[Rick Ross]
I’m burning purple flowers
It’s burning my chest
I bury the most cash and burning the rest
Walking on the clouds, suspended in thin air
Do ones beneath me recognise the red bottoms I wear
Burner in the belt
Move the kids to the hills (BOSS)
Bend shawty on the sink, do it for the thrill
Kiss you on ya neck and tell ya everything is great
Even though I out on bond I might be facin’ 8′s
Still running with the same niggas til the death of me
Ever seen a million cash, gotta count it carefully
Ever made love to the woman of your dreams
In a room full of money out in London and she screams
Baby, I could take it there
Call Marc Jacobs personally to make a pair
So yeah, we on one, the feeling ain’t fair (Khaled)
And it’s double M G until I get the chair

[Drake - Chorus]

[Lil Wayne]
I walk around the club, f-ck everybody
And all my niggas got that Heat I feel like Pat Riley
Yeah, too much money, aint enough money
You know the feds listening, nigga what money?
I’m a made nigga
I should dust something
You niggas on the bench
Like the bus coming
huh, aint nothing sweet but the swishas
I’m focused might aswell say cheese for the pictures
Ohhh, I’m about to go Andre the Giant
You a sell out, but I aint buying
Chopper dissect a nigga like science
Put an end to the world like Mayans
This a celebration bitches, Mazel Tov
It’s a slim chance I fall, olive oil
Tunechi be the name, don’t ask me how I got it
I’m killin’ these hoes I swear I’m tryna stop the violence

[Chorus]

DJ Khaled Ft. Lil Wayne, Drake & Rick Ross – I’m On One Lyrics

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