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Kamikaze
Drop the top, let the soul out it
 
Pull up, that's a kamikaze
Drop the top, let the soul out it
These thots tryna suck the soul out me
Let a bitch suck me 'til her nose snotty
I find it ironic when niggas say they getting money
Flooded AP need some plumbing
Came out that motherfuckin' dungeon
Straight out that jungle, Jumanji
Hope that ain't your baby mommy
Putting dick all in her stomach
Better know just how I'm coming
Better know just how I'm coming
 
Got a bitch with a booty that jiggles
Take it right out and nut on her nipple
Pop an addy and fuck 'til she crippled
Make her spit then you turn 'round and kiss her
I got eye like a motherfuckin' sickle
Bitch I pop like a motherfuckin' pimple
Got a thirty inside of this pistol
That bitch rock like a motherfuckin' missile
All this ice make me motherfuckin' shiver
Free my dogs out that motherfuckin' kennel
Had to take it in little by little
That shit turned me into a gorilla
Niggas claiming they with you, not with you
Keep my circle small, cropping out pictures
Put a hole in your face like a dimple
I'm the wave and you niggas just ripples
Got my feet on the motherfucking pedal
Prices high like a motherfucking treble
I got spots like a motherfucking freckle
I can't trade these lil bitches, I'm careful
Know these bitches will fold under pressure
Know these niggas will fold like a pretzel
For that money bag I go federal
We got MSR's and et cetera
 
Pull up, that's a kamikaze
Drop the top, let the soul out it
These thots tryna suck the soul out me
Let a bitch suck me 'til her nose snotty
I find it ironic when niggas say they getting money
Flooded AP need some plumbing
Came out that motherfuckin' dungeon
Straight out that jungle, Jumanji
Hope that ain't your baby mommy
Putting dick all in her stomach
Better know just how I'm coming
Better know just how I'm coming
 
Get money, invader, my raw
My diamonds, they dancing, that's lights out
A quarter milly in my vault
Straight wreck a bitch home, it's my fault
Caught her by suprise, not incidental
Hundred bags stashed inside this rental
Hundred racks stashed inside my denim
Twenty racks just to talk through these dentals
She give me brain, I fuck up her mental
4 Pockets Full, I like my money neat
In the streets gotta play for keeps
I got a whole family to feed
They say it's plenty fish in the sea
They tryna bring us the beach
Twenty-five hundred just for a feat'
Another fifteen just for my feet
That might look like a Cherokee Jeep
The way that the doors off
Get head and I dose off
Cook that shit like Mozart
 
Pull up, that's a kamikaze
Drop the top, let the soul out it
These thots tryna suck the soul out me
Let a bitch suck me 'til her nose snotty
I find it ironic when niggas say they getting money
Flooded AP need some plumbing
Came out that motherfuckin' dungeon
Straight out that jungle, Jumanji
Hope that ain't your baby mommy
Putting dick all in her stomach
Better know just how I'm coming
Better know just how I'm coming
 
These bitches on something
Feeling like I'm on one
Two cups, pour up
I just popped another one
 
Pull up, that's a kamikaze
Drop the top, let the soul out it
These thots tryna suck the soul out me
Let a bitch suck me 'til her nose snotty
I find it ironic when niggas say they getting money
Flooded AP need some plumbing
Came out that motherfuckin' dungeon
Straight out that jungle, Jumanji
Hope that ain't your baby mommy
Putting dick all in her stomach
Better know just how I'm coming
Better know just how I'm coming
 

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Feel It

You got it on the side
A little one night thing
I´ve thought it over
and this time I will forgive you
Well I´m not letting go
But don´t forget I know
You made your bed and she was in it
No no no
 
What´s she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
What´s she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
What´s she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
What´s she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
 
Well I´m not blaming you
But she´s still hanging round
And she´s so crazy I´ll tell you
now I just don´t trust her
She thinks she´s right on time
But I think she crossed the line
And I´m ready for the light
I´m ready if it´s fighting time
 
What´s she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
What´s she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
What´s she gonna look like with a chimney on her?
 

I Feel Your Love

Keep your love around me
Keep your love around me so I can never know what's going on
What's going on
Keep your love around me
Keep your love around me so I can't be alone
An electric fence, a silent defense to you all
You let me in, I loved you then
The first taste is free, then you had me
I feel your love
I feel your love
 
Keep your love around me
Keep your love around me so I can get along
An electric fence, a silent defense to you all
Let the river answer
Let the river answer so I can get along
What's going on, what's going on?
You must let me go before I get old
I need to find someone who really wants to be mine
I feel your love
I feel your love
 
Keep your love around me
Keep your love around me so I can never know what's going on
What's going on
Let the river answer
Let the river answer so I can be alone
An electric fence, a silent defense to you all
You must let me go before I get old
I need to find someone who really wants to be mine
I feel your love
I feel your love
Please let me go
Please let me go
 

Aava

Aava maa, avaa maa avara
Aava maa, avaa maa avara
Kauneus, suuruus
Kauneus, suuruus Isa
 
Aava maa, avaa maa avara
Aava maa, avaa maa avara
(Aava)
 
Aava maa, avaa maa avara
Aava maa, avaa maa avara
 
Kauneus, suuruus
Kauneus, suuruus Isa
 
Aava maa, avaa maa avara
Aava maa, avaa maa avara
 
Aava maa, avaa maa avara
Aava maa, (avaa maa avara)
(Aava)
Aava maa
 

We Fly High (Remix)

(Intro - Jim Jones)
'I'm wearing me some dark pair of shades'
You know we can't have one of nothing
So, we have to double up
'But you can't see my eyes, unless my head is bent, you dig.'
Remix!
(Chorus - Jim Jones)
We fly high no lie you know this (ballin!)
Foreign rides, outside it's like showbiz (ladies)
We stay fly, no lie, and you no this (remix!)
Hips and thighs,oh my!, stay focused
(Verse 1 - Jim Jones)
(Jones!) He, she blowticious,
Lamborghini, it's audicious
From Harlem to Hollywood I'm still hood,
500 Horses stuffed in my Ferarri hood
Fuck niggas talk bout MC's on my hills
Hip hop was dead and killa gave me the will (flee)
Black car fever got this nigga feelin ill (ill)
It's the shop for a now nigga givin' out deals
(It's all about the Benjamen's baby)
I'm flying off Lennox, in the Bentley all crazy (check)
The roof topless, I'm showin' my ass
I brought New York back ya niggas ain't got a chance
Remix!
(Chorus - Jim Jones)
We fly high no lie you know this (ballin!)
Foreign rides, outside it's like showbiz (ladies)
We stay fly, no lie, and you no this (remix!)
Hips and thighs,oh my!, stay focused
(Verse 2 - T.I.)
I ain't gon' lie I'm fucked up, if we all die then we all shall
But only one thang gonna get us by and that's the ball game,
I buy me a lonely crib 50 on the dog tag
Crack's in the deal that's twenty mill you thought I have gone mad
Naw I had to gone grab the spida at the red light,
Blue florescent head light, you better get your bread right,
You ain't a baller, you chase checks I check write,
Even when his dog got signed, I had my neck right
(Verse 3 - Diddy)
Ey ya hold up, pick a restaurant Chows or Chin Chin (5 stars)
Now pick a car, which one I ain't been in (ballin!)
Pick a watch, as long as the hands spinnin'
Pick a actress, which one I ain't swim in
(What about to ride) the yachts still on deck
Retirement plan, I dropped it on her neck
I'm still spendin' ol' money
Benjamin's Remix, 10 Year Gold Money (Mothafuckas!)
(Chorus - Jim Jones)
We fly high no lie you know this (ballin!)
Foreign rides, outside it's like showbiz (ladies)
We stay fly, no lie, and you no this (remix!)
Hips and thighs,oh my!, stay focused
(Verse 4 - Birdman)
500 On the Bentley, 50 g's on the Caddy,
100 Gs on my bar 'cause we both livin' lane
Doin' my thang wit this uptown swang
Nigga get it how we live like money ain't a thang
And I'm stuntin' on them thangs
Every time you see me swang
Every time you see me hang
Best believe I got that thang.
Pop up at the club nigga show them hoes love
'Cause they know we make it rain so they show us gangsta love
(Verse 5 - Young Dro)
I feel like I'm skating on ice like Christie Yamaguchi
Sit up in the Chevy eating blow fish sushi
550 Mint colored Benz me n' Jim wit the back cab twins and they blowin out Fluties
Hell rail block so you know we gettin coofy,
Iceberg drop nigga now ridin' goofy,
28 Inches in the air, know I'm ballin' 'cause my whole wrist pink
And my neck kinda bluey (Dro!)
(Chorus - Jim Jones)
We fly high no lie you know this (ballin!)
Foreign rides, outside it's like showbiz (ladies)
We stay fly, no lie, and you know this (remix!)
Hips and thighs,oh my!, stay focused
We stay fly, no lie, and you know this (ballin')
Hips and thighs, oh my!, stay focused
(Outro - Jim Jones)
You just been included in the Ballaz Extravaganza
You are now a Ballaholic
Just like my team (Dipset, Dipset)
Shouts to Diddy, T.I., Birdman, Dro (Ho)
Remix!
It's like showbiz, ballin'