Kamikaze Album

Artist(s): Twista

Cover Art

Twista Kamikaze Cover Art

Tracklist

Get Me

length: 3:59

"Here I am.."
"Here I am.."
"Here I am.."
"Oooh, yeah, here I am.."
"Come and get me!" {*echoes*}

[Twista]
On a rainy day die early morn', my lethal legacy was born
I see any rapper around, 'bout the ****in mics I left torn
But they won't give me all my peeps, and there's only one shot to get G's
Get love for my MC's at home, but some of them still hate on me
Look how many years I done repped, hustled through the streets in the cold
It's fire but our first rap as ever, signed the contract a decade ago
Put Chi name on records in the East, put Chi name on records in the West
Put Chi name on records in the South, ***** how you gon' open your mouth?
To the **********in industry, why you hate on me and my city?
Would it be an imbalance of power if y'all let Chi *****z get cheese?
Or is it us holdin us back? Think hard when you rollin your sack
Whatever the case my Chi *****, if it's in my means I got yo' back
What the ****'s really goin on, does the magazine know we on?
Don't he already know we established myself as Twista Corleone?
Well I'm holdin my city down, ain't goin nowhere, here I stand
You know where I am if you hate me {"Come and get me!"}
If you want me {"Come and get me!"} Here I am

[Chorus]
"Here I am.."
"Oooh, yeah, here I am.."
"Oooh, yeah, here I am.."
"Oooh, yeah, here I am.."
"Come and get me! Come and get me!"

[Twista]
What did I do to deserve, all of this madness around me
Found me in the studio buryin myself and was smokin herb
Tried to kick me to the curb
To the back to the ditch to the dump to the shack but I sprint in the front
in the 'Llac with a fifth and a blunt in the back with a ***** and a pump
And I'm ready to bust at you hoes, ready to dump lames in ditches
Steady makin fakers bleed, L.B. family handle business
Comin into Twista's realm, journey with me through the pain
The hurt just might make you envision drama that could turn you insane
How much of my chaos bring tears, how many threaten my career?
How many threatenin to murder me but ***** you know where I live
Who the **** do you think I is? y'all ain't comin at wit no shotties
Why you think you can hurt like these years, yo all of my peeps can you sawed
Think you finna bring out my fears? Tell me why my success make you cry
And why my downfalls make you laugh, but I bet my hydro got you high
Never let hate back me down, stand forth like a man
If you want me {"Come and get me!"}
want to kill me? {"Come and get me!"} Here I am

[Chorus]

[Twista]
We got Geo like Neo, of course we as sourcy as Morpheus
or we as sick as some Marcus Aurelius alias atheist
Look it's *****z who flow be the achiest, I'm just a alias
Now why hate me is maybe is cause I'm controllin this radius
or this world and this whole universe, don't believe let me spit you a verse
Just when you thought you was worse I come wit worse that'll make you disperse
My allies know I'm too cold, my enemies know I spit thangs
My Lords know I bust that thang, my gangstas know how we still reign
My mobsta family steady ride, L.B. family steady click
While us and other crews collide, choose your weapon take a pick
Load up, click-clack, it's on ? finna bust, get back, run home
Come at me jokers get whacked with a strap to the back of the dome
Industry *****z get gone, heard y'all be stickin Big Worm
I show you some **** that'll blow you now slow you down like you siz-urp
The Chi-Town's sacrificial lamb, well here I stand
firm if you hate me {"Come and get me!"}
If you want me {"Come and get me!"} Here I am

[Chorus]

Kill Us All

length: 3:11
[Intro: Twista]
Here I am ************s, thought I was gone, huh?
y'all just gonna take my **** and run wit it, huh?
Oh I gotta getcha, I gotta getcha my adrenaline still pumpin'
Kamikaze style, I feel like, I feel like, I FEEL LIKE

[Verse 1: Twista]
Standing in the midst of a hundred thousand haters
Dynamite and see-4 strapped around the waist bloody tears in my eyes
Hit the switch making sure any ************ in the vicinity blow away and die
Kill'em off with an explosion get up *****es
Kamikaze on you hoes I'm the sacrificial lamb
Feelin the fury flow out of every follicle in my body
While you decompose die with a blunt of dro in yo hand
I'm uppin the itchy for ****in wit Twista
If you ****in wit me come back for you
Cause it won't be an issue
Got some nuts to come get me
Then boy you gon get the picture for flamin my swisher
Then hollows penetrate through your tissue
****in' fed up wit your blood
As I hear the cries of yo homies screamin revenge got no mercy on them either
Go to war wit the intentions to annialate everything you stand for
Wit the death of myself cause I'm a believer
The blessings of sacrifice the messenger who cometh after the Christ
Next one to glisten after ice
****in wit me is a bigger gamble then a pack of dice
I'll murder you and come at you again in the after life
My brother you can't bring harm wit guns
I'm armed wit bombs **** all that **** you carry I got your obituary
A **********in phenomenon-cause I'm ah come
Til they put all of us in a cemetery

[Chorus: 2X]
Now come and look into the mind of a man you don't really want to **** wit
(Kill'em All, Kill'em All, Kill'em All)
Looking death between the eyes and no one can save us

Suicide on you hoes if I have to, to make you die *****
(Kill Us All, Kill Us All, Kill Us All)
Looking death between the eyes and no one can save us

[Verse 2: Twista]
Go to war like I'm untouchable
Yellin' out bloody murder while I'm bustin you (bustin you)
2 deadly fingers squeezing twin triggers steady touchin you
Screamin' like a demon like I'm finger ****in you (****in you)
Just put my body in a room wit the enemy and I got a grenade
I'mma pull the pin out the sum *****
Pop 17 sins out the gun clip
Smoking dro so fire I was on 10 after 1 bligg
***** you have now entered the chainsaw massacre
Takin more blood than a 2000 dracula
Slip the clip in the automatic and get to bustin
Horrific hollows while you prayin' to Jesus of Nazarus
A 7 day theory like makaveli flowin on a track that's scary
Wit a Mack in the back of the pelle
Spectacular how could you dare me I'm already willing to die
I'm comin back after they bury me
Its time for your confessions I be the priest
Celebrate and salute the sign of a suicidal soldier
Better become a bible holder
As I start to massacre men with a verbal recital that's colder
Deaths coming closer
As you let kamikaze enter yo body
Careful or you die standing vertical
And anyone that opposes I swear to God I'mma get you
Even if I gotta murder me to murder you

[Chorus: 2X]
Now come and look into the mind of a man you don't really want to **** wit
(Kill'em All, Kill'em All, Kill'em All)
Looking death between the eyes and no one can save us

Suicide on you hoes if I have to, to make you die *****
(Kill Us All, Kill Us All, Kill Us All)
Looking death between the eyes and no one can save us

Pimp On

length: 4:03
[Intro: Bishop Don Magic Juan]
Yeah.. no introduction is really needed
But it's, the Bishop Don Magic Juan
Chairman of the Board, of famous playas everywhere!
PLAYAS, PLAYAS, PLAYAS!
Representin, green is for the money
Gold is for the honey, ain't it man?

[Interlude]
Pimp pimp onnnn, pimp-pimp onnnn
Pimp onnnn, pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on

[Verse One: Twista]
Peep how the Twist' puttin' down the lunchie while smokin' a lot of dro
What you know 'bout checkin' yo' paper for a down-a** bottom hoe
Or snatchin' yo' new fur model mink with the hood off the hanger
24-karat rings standin' a half a foot off the finger

Custom seats are amazin' tellin' nobody could touch that b****
Shoes my Maurie, piss by the month, he cut shock s***
Anything from my hoes when I ask, I get it
In the Cadillac I kick it, since y'all I wanted to be like macks and Bishop

Type want to get up in the club, drinkin' Crissy from a gold cup
Flossin' my club, peepin' persons yellin' out "Chuuuch!"
Finna attract to trick politicians I'm a maintain pimpin'
You can't change pimpin', from the Stone Age to the "Space Age" pimpin'

From Southern mackin' in Memphis to the playa mo' when you shoot to Chi
In the black diamond with fuchsia dye pullin' out hoes like Superfly
All I gotta do is spit fo' lines
Now she got me chameleon gators with colors that flip fo' times
Now get yo'.

[Chorus]
Pimp pimp on (pimp on)
Pimp-pimp on (pimp on)
Pimp on (pimp on) pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on
Pimp pimp on (and if you want it the 'Llac with three hoes in the back)
Pimp-pimp on (feelin' like a mack while you checkin' yo' scratch)
Pimp on (then you gettin' yo' pimp on) pimp pimp on!
Then get your pimp on

[Verse Two: 8 Ball]
Uhh... yeah.. yeah, yeah
It's the fat, mack - EightBall to most of y'all
You a hoe need a pimp, I'm the one you supposed to call
S*** talker, somebody's daughter she my street walker

She call me daddy, she a hoe so that's what I call her
Or big toed, hard-head a** hoe
The rougher I treat her she love a n**** even mo'
Brush my hair, manicure and do my toes

Knock b****es from them n****z who act like hoes
I'm mink draggin' out my 2?2 Paddywagon
Sittin' on 2-3's, diamonds on 24 karats
Ball not a b**** a**, and I don't make deals

Peel a meal from a p****, know how that feels?
High heels and furs, Lexus his and hers
Hpnotic, ex' and sex mixed with the words
Pull up, and let the window down, here she come
The American way, I was taught how to.

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Too $hort]
Playa get you pimpin' on
Gotta get you game together man, all your women gone
To start all over, ain't nothin' to a mack
Just put 'em to work, and watch yo' money stack

That's fo'sho' doe, everyday a G a mo'
Asked your little sister, "Girl, why you want to be a hoe?"
She got turned out, like Red Riding Hood
Goin' to Grandma's house, now she lookin' real good

While the Big Bad Wolf tryin' eat her out
Pay up, the cash is what we be about
Squares, we don't care if you don't understand
Players break out the game power, you don't want to go there

Say it in your prayers you want to be like me
You down on your knees but it's not likely
To ever happen, so I just keep rappin'
This real mackin', this ain't actin'

[Chorus]

[Outro: Bishop Don Magic Juan]
Yeah, Bishop Don Magic Juan
Ain't no shame, in my game
Good game, is happenin everyhere
{*Interlude plays in background*}
Playas in Los Angeles, Detroit, Miami
New York, Chi-Town, WORLD-WIDE!
Chuch is here!

Slow Jamz

length: 3:33
producer: Kanye West
piano: John Legend
performer: Jamie Foxx and Kanye West
mixer: Manny Marroquin
composer: Twista, Kanye West
Are you gonna be? Say that you're gonna be
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

[Chorus]
She said she want some Marvin Gaye, some Luther Vandross
A little Anita will definitely set this party off right
(are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be
Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, well well well well)
She said she want some Ready for the World, some New Edition
Some Minnie Ripperton will definitely set this party off right
(are you gonna be, are you gonna be, are you gonna be
Are you gonna be, are you gonna be, well well well well)

It definitely will
You know what I told her

I told her to drive over in yo new whip, bring some friends you cool wit
I'ma bring the cool whip, then I want you to strip
See you is my new chick, so we get our grind on
She be grabbing me, calling me Biggie like Shyne home
Man I swear she fine homes, why she always lying though?
Telling me them diamonds, when she know they rhinestones
She got a light-skinned friend look like Michael Jackson
Got a dark-skinned friend look like Michael Jackson
I played 'ready for the world', she was ready for some action
My dog said you ain't no freak , so you bout to prove my man wrong
I'ma lay this Vandross, you gon take yo pants off
I'ma play this Gladys Knight, me and you gon get right

[Chorus]

Now Kanye, I know I told you to slow it down
It's good, it's all good, it's beautiful
But now I need you to do it faster baby, can you please - do it faster, do it
Faster
Damn baby, I can't do it that fast but I know somebody who can, Twista!

When I catch you looking at the glist on my hands and wrist
While I'm laying back smoking on my cannabis
When it come to rocking the rhythm like Marvin and Luther
I can tell you when I'm messing wit Kan man and Twist in the Chi
And I be sipping hennessey, play some R&B
While I smoke a b - you can preferably find that I'm a G
And all this (well well well well)
Come wit me and sip on some Evelyn Champagne
You ain't know Twista could work it like the Whispers?
Hit the stop light, move it to some Isaac
His rims still moving so I bump a lil Spinners
While I'm smoking on a b - dipping through the streets
Bumping r&b, and I got the leaf, on the 23's
And I do it (well well well well)
Wit my Earth in the Wind smoking Fire
Let me get ya sheets wet listenin to Keith Sweat
Put you in a daze wit Maze
Fulfilling her wit every temptation, slow jam, and havin deep sex
You ready for the world girl, baby come on go wit me
I touch you all over your body baby don't say no to me
And every moment controlling me
I love the way you be holding me when I be listening to Jodeci
And when I come over and bend ya ***, you be bumping Teddy Pendergrass
I done hit it from the back, to the melody and rode it slow
Now I got to go up in it fast, but I'ma finish last
No matter how much of a thug you see
I still spit it like it's r&b, come to the club wit me
And when some Luther come on I hope you feeling me
And still will be in love wit me

[Chorus]

Overnight Celebrity

length: 3:54
producer: Kanye West
mixer: Manny Marroquin
keyboard: John Legend
writer: Kanye West, Lenny Williams, Miri Ben‐Ari, Michael Bennett, Twista
Oh you didn't think we can it again
Twista, Kanye West, from Po Pimping to Poppin Tags
From Chunkiest to Slow Jamz, oh baby
We can even make you a overnight celebrity
Know what I'm saying, come on

Why don't we, play something these hoes'd like
Drive whips, I know they like
Twista, you told her right
(I could make you a celebrity overnight)
Give you ice, like Kobe right
We sorta like Goldie right
The way, we mode em right
(I could make you a celebrity overnight)

Girl I see you, in them apple bottom jeans
Chinchilla on your back, I wanna know your name
Girl I'm Twista, I could blow your brains
Put you in a chameleon, 0-4 Range
Still sexy, when you smoke that flame
Jerk you like a chicken, when you throw that thang
She got me hotter than a oven, the way that she talk
Switching to freaky, so I'm loving the way that she walk
You looking good girl, you oughta be in pictures
Listen to me, I see your career going sky high
Taking you home to the crib, in the Chi
And everytime I see your thighs, I cry when I drive by
Watching you should be a thrill, got the fellas
Hustling trying to get, steady screaming my-my-my-my
Walk on the carpet, with the bells that flick in the dark
Kicking it on the couch, at 106 & Park
I can see your beauty, on the big screen
I can see me freaking you, with whip cream
I can see you on stage, at the awards
With a dress better than Jennifer's, and doing big things
Kick it with me, I can mold your life
You looking good girl, show you right
Dre told me, you the prototype
I can make you a celebrity overnight

Why don't we, play something these hoes'd like
Drive whips, I know they like
Twista, you told her right
(I could make you a celebrity overnight)
Give you ice, like Kobe right
We sorta like Goldie right
The way, we mode em right
(I could make you a celebrity overnight)

Why don't we, play something these hoes'd like
Drive whips, I know they like
Twista, you told her right
(I could make you a celebrity overnight)
Give you ice, like Kobe right
We sorta like Goldie right
The way, we mode em right
(I could make you a celebrity overnight)

You want fame, you can take that path
Candlelights, when you take a bath
You got, such a sensational ***
I'ma get you Jimmy Chew, and Ma Baker bags
I can cop her, a 2000 and 3
Make her smile, when she sees Spre's
I can get you on cd's, and DVD's
Take you to BB's, and PCBG
I can get you in the places, to be into
The people to know or show you things, sticker than to
I wanna be your lover, undercover Don
And protect you from others, don't ever let a brother pimp you
If you want the style, you can rich your blood
Y'all take a look at her, she got such an astonishing body
I can see you in some Gucci, or Erika Vali
And I bet she gon put a hurt on em, hard in the party
And you know you kill em in the club, we go
You was born to be a po', how you gon sticking fo' do's
And I love you, cause you freaky with the dope clothes
Drop it to the flo', let it go when you roll slow
And I love it, when I hit it from the back
And you get on top of me, and have a brother going oh-oh
Girl I love, how you roll me right
I can make you, a celebrity overnight

Why don't we, play something these hoes'd like
Drive whips, I know they like
Twista, you told her right
(I could make you a celebrity overnight)
Give you ice, like Kobe right
We sorta like Goldie right
The way, we mode em right
(I could make you a celebrity overnight)

You see, see baby girl
You see how you make a brother break down
I just gotta ask you, what you need
What you need from me, oh you wanna be a star
Are you messing with the right one
I can take you there, I can make sure
You've got all the finest things
Let me be your manager

Come here girl, I could see you bored
Took you to the queen, that I see you for
Take you shopping on sprees, in stores
I'ma get you, to the MTV awards
We about, to do a show tonight
You looking good girl, show you right
Take you places, I know you like
I could make you a celebrity overnight
Come here girl, you could hang if you bored
We could do, plenty things plus more
I'm about to have you, change in the stores
I can even get you, to the Soul Train awards
We about, to do a show tonight
You looking good girl, show you right
Take you places, I know you like
I could make you a celebrity overnight

Still Feels So Good

length: 4:10
performer: Jazze Pha

[Intro]
This goes out to all sides worldwide
Let that player ass nigga Twista be your guide as we go on a ride
Hood to hood, chrome, leather, and wood
And it feels so good

[Verse 1: Twista]
One morning I
Woke up next to a peanut butter and a caramel chick
Feeling fucked up, flicked out, freaked on
Thinking about my new truck with the deep dish
Meaning deep chrome, deep chrome, in the deep dome
After a massage and a menage, we got in the shower
Let water trickle down the brack of the cack of they booty
Got out the tub and went back to the master bedroom
One put on prada, one put on Ludi, I put on Gucci
Duty calls, I'm about to hit the scene and ball
But before I leave I spray on some Issey Miyaki
Take my truck up to the wash, put the sparkle back on
Wax on, wax off like Mr. Miagi
Go to the liquor store so I can get blunts, get Yak
So I can sip some while I split one
Chronicle enter ever follicle of my body
Calming down every molecule, making sure I don't trip none
Hit one
Hop in the ride, come and kick it with me
So I can take you through the so-and-so hundred block
And show you how my people be kicking it in the windy city
I wanna show you where I hang out at, where we make our scratch
While we sit on leather gripping wood
Where the hustlers got packs and the G's got stacks
And the pimps got 'Lacks, rolling through the hood
And it feels so good

[Hook: Jazze Pha]
And it feels so good
Turning corners with my pinky man
Through my hood
Choking on a B and switching lanes it's understood
I'm a baller living pimpish man, leather and wood
And it feels so good

[Verse 2: Twista]
Now I done seen plenty niggas flip twenty's, flip twenty one's
Flip twenty two's, flip Jordans, flip two-fours
Mega balling, new clothes
Momma got a new store, TV screens, hundred-forty spokes
And we finna roll, right off madison to the manor in a drop-top Lexus
Sipping Henny rolling reckless, feeling so motherfucking good I could roll my vehicle to Texas
And spit it like, this is for the syrup sippers
Gotta slow it down so you feel it, plus it make the words thicker
And spit some screwed shit and do shit so that you understand
When it come to spitting rapid-fire lyric adrenaline then I be the motherfucking man
Get the love, when I hit the club gotta begin, it's the weekend and the DJ bumping tattoos
Track move like some southern black blues, or like the coupe that got cruise
And they got shoes it's packet-proof instead I be the hottest rap dude
Ride to this while you peel, yo, hood
You could go around the block or travel the whole world, when you come back it's still your hood
And it feels so good

[Hook: Jazze Pha]
And it feels so good
Turning corners with my pinky man
Through my hood
Choking on a B and switching lanes it's understood
I'm a baller living pimpish man, leather and wood
And it feels so good

[Twista]
I spit some game wit the intellect, to the media, like I'm in the Encyclopedia Brittanica
Come and take over the world with me girl, if you good I might can see if I can be your manager
Get your career on track and your life on point and I'll show you how your taxes go
Tactics flow quicker than a hat-trick go, smocking on some fire, galactic dro
I know it's good when you smoke that fire, puff that herb, get that dirt, hit that lick
Cop yourself a motherfucking Bently car, cop yourself a motherfucking Bently crib
Pop that ass, throw that dick, twork that thing, bust that nut
Drop that top, turn the bass up, put you a chameleon paint on the truck
Get iced up, bumping Twista grooves as I cruise new shoes rolling smooth up in K-Town
In my city come and feel it ghetto blues, if you snooze you lose don't pay dues for the tre-pound
Take the time to kick with your home girls and feel your nuts
Keep on hating on the L, big family we gon' steady come up and imma still smoke good
And it feels so good

[Hook x2: Jazze Pha]
And it feels so good
Turning corners with my pinky man
Through my hood
Choking on a B and switching lanes it's understood
I'm a baller living pimpish man, leather and wood
And it feels so good
And it feels so good
Turning corners with my pinky man
Through my hood
Choking on a B and switching lanes it's understood
I'm a baller living pimpish man, leather and wood
And it feels so good

[Outro]
Roll one, light one, smoke one, sip some
Roll one, light one, smoke one, sip some
Roll one, light one, smoke one, sip some
Roll one, light one, smoke one, sip some

Drinks

length: 4:14
This is for my ladies,
Sexy like champagne Glass,
You what I'm talking about,
A reflection of a Pena Colada,
Listen up

I know you heard the terms chicks are like cars,
Well I treat *****es like drinks,
When I step in the club and by out tha bar,
So let me quench my thirst wit you and a friend
Instead of the juice and gin,
Why don't I pour out the drink and you hop in,
Glass full of *** for a true mutha ****a,
Wit that that turquoise Coogi on,
You remind me of a blue ************,
Your friend was sexy when I seen her in Prada,
But I think Gina was hotta,
Cause her skin tone was like a pina colada,
I saw two Japanese chicks that got bodies,
So I ordered them a mi tia and hot saki,
Then I got cocky,
And asked them do they come to this club a lot,
Well ya got a brotha hot,
Hop in my bubble drop,
Can I get a double shot?
Or get wit these two mamacita one wit the karma of margarita,
The other one like two shots of tequila,
And they all fine I really don't know what to think,
As I get bubble and choose and try to figure out,

[Chorus]
What's my favorite drink,
Girl can I sip on you,
Sip on
Sip on
Sip on
Sip on
What's my favorite drink,

Know not to bring no Neapolitan ***,
I like the one that makes your face drop like a Neapolitan masta,
No telling what these thick *****es would do,
Reminiscent of a big old picture of Bo,
But hit cha like a slow screw,
Dip in a strip a club in LA wit a bankroll,
Where the weather ain't cold,
So I can see some hoes slide down a poll,
I met two dancers named Moet and crystal,
I was checkin' they style,
We had a session It was wet it was wild,
Then I dug these two twins thick wit Hennessey one was Remy Red,
Wit skinny legs,
Both of them game to give me head,
Wit a little bit absolute vodka fo they homie Tasha,
Tell her to come closa,
So y'all three can give me a Sammy Sosa,
If I was mayor I would campaign ***,
Politician wit women swimming around the champagne glass,
Drunk so much I might earl in the sink,
And if you ask me why,
I couldn't figure out

[Chorus]

If you would suck my soul,
I shall lick your funky emotions,
Look at that big old donkey you toting,
I wish I could pour some of you in a bishop cup,
And have a toast wit King Boo,
And celebrating the fact that you thick as ****,
I holla Church cause its pimps in tha party,
Let me sip on ya body,
Get a good buzz of ya like you lemon Bacardi,
Or a long Island havin' sex on da beach,
Or in tha Llac sunroof let back wit a tech on tha seat,
Got a red bone I call her strawberry Daiquiri,
Bring her back fo may,
Carry packs fo may,
Had her suck off my facultay,
Got a little mamma name Mimi,
Who remind me of martini and Asti spamanti,
How she move to my CD,
I got a chocolate chick who deep throat,
She help me shake up dope,
She the complexion of Crown Royal and Coke,
And they making it hard for me to decipher and think,
As I get bubbly and choose,
And try to figure out

[Chorus]

Hennessey mixed wit some of that Alize,
Gimme a shot of that remy,
And a whole lot of tanqueray,
Keep it comin' wit that cognac,
Pop tha moet lets sip on that,
Naw playa put ya money back,
Cause these drinks on me,
Give me a bottle of that belve,
Long island ice tea,
Hook me up a apple martini,
All these drinks on me,
I want to have a sex on the beach,
How about a gin and juice for me,
So put away ya money G,
All these drinks on me,

Badunkadunk

length: 4:14
(feat. Jazze Pha)
[Chorus: Jazze Pha]
Badunkadunk, All in your face when you're at the club,
Badunkadunk, Slide down the poll for the 30 Dub,
Badunkadunk, Look at your *** girl, it's so much fun,
Badunkadunk, I tell the DJ, I need a hundred ones,
Badunkadunk, What? Badunkadunk, rock yo!
Badunkadunk, All That, Badunkadunk bounce yo!
Badunkadunk, Big Phat, Badunkadunk I love yo!
Badunkadunk, Tell the DJ, I mean I'm number one...

[Twista]
Oooooh! ****, damn shawty, look at the **********in' fatty,
Come to daddy, tell me what I gotta do to get you lickin' in my custom Caddy,
Never want to let you get up out the ride,
When I first took a look my mouth was wide,
Lick a ***** with them little bitty shorts you got on,
With the thigh's hangin' out tha' side,
When you work it you gone hurt these other *****es,
Hurtin' em' mean with the way you struttin',
Even though you only walkin',
You still lookin' like you shouldn't do that **** in public,
I can tell from right now what I see you workin' with,
You ain't even gotta ask for the blunt,
Booty so phat, gaps so nice, you can see tha' *** from the front,
You fittina hurt 'em how you twurk that thang,
You want me to hear when you pop it baby,
Fell in love when you came up in club, with a whole bottle of Mo',
Don't pop it baby!,
I know you got up on some rump shaker contest,
Let us see what you can do,
Sip a little somethin' while you bounce that ***,
Girl you gotta badunkadunk,

[Chorus]
[Twista]
Now put that *** in Burberry for tha' Bently,
Now go on and put on a bikini for the Lamborghini,
Now let me see you in a car for the big grown,
Love the way you shake it for the dollar,
Holla at me when you see me,
Now I don't want to see nobody full of rigimortis,
Go head and jiggle for tha' more more money that's in his hands,
Go head and hit tha' shades with ya thick ***,
Now come over here by the table and give me a lap dance,
Bend it over come and get this dust,
Gota a playa thinkin that be bout to cut,
Gots to hit that from the back,
Shorty gotta' lil' junk in her trunk,
Look at how she make one butt-cheek freeze,
Look at how she make the other cheek move fast,
Look at how she switch, make the other cheek move,
Then move both sides then clap that ***,
Remember them times... When you met two shorty's
And you really want the cutie,
But you let her slide... ''cause the other gotta really big ol' donkey booty,
Now shorty think she fine, only if she really knew the truth,
I ain't gone lie, girl twurk them thigh's,
I'm in love with your big badunkadunk,

[Chorus]
[Twista]
Can you make it go wobbley-wobbley, come on and follow me,
Take you on a ride on the oddesy and umm...
If you let it jiggley-jiggley, make it go wiggley,
Baby you can never get rid of me and umm...
Twurk something... Oooh yeah...
Yeah that booty softer then a teddy bear,
So phat I can barely stare, with a darier, that's scary there,
Come and drop for a ***** named Twista,
Come and pop for me like a pistol,
Got badunkadunk's from a MOB and got badunkadunk's for Jazze Phizzle,
Girl you deserve respect, you look so good girl I commned you,
The hottest thang on the menu,
When I'm off up in the strip club, I like to get you,
Twurk that thang, bounce that ***,
Work it all the way down to the floor,
Climb to the top, shake it up-side down,
Side of the **********in' floor,
Work that crown, give a lap dance,
Shake it like it's for lady-groups,
Take all the ballers to the V.I.P,
Girl gon' work yo badunkadunk,

[Chorus]
[Jazze Pha]
Shake That Thang Girl [Repeat to the end of song]
[Jazze Pha talking]
This!... Is a Jazze Phizzle Product-shizzle,
My Nizzle! Hah!
Twista!, Chi-Town, Yeah
What? Legit Ballin' Daddy!
Ooh!, We out Daddy!

One Last Time

length: 4:57
producer: Kanye West
mixer: Manny Marroquin


[VERSE 1]
You don't want to see these murder guys
Princess cuts hurt ya eyes
Got the chicks that work them thighs
Pull the top back on the prowler
Like the car ain't circumcised
Burglarize hoes
Leave ya eyes closed
Bricks in my truck while I ride slow
Smoke yo fire dro
No repercussions
He was disgusting
Turn my volume under ten
To keep my speakers from busting
If them people come rushin
Can't say I froze
Won't open the doors
Bout time they caught up
I done exposed of my outer clothes
Car in the garage
I say good God
My day was hard
Call two freaks up for the ménage trois
Parlaying hard
Sade was suave
When we was screwing
Sheets was ruin
If beef is brewing
I'mma put slugs deep into
Money they be pursuing
The nerve of these jealous bastards fo hatin
Master my patience
Them custom wood grain caskets is waitin
Passion for satin
They must have
Gave them a blood bath
Had to show them who really holdin **** down wit they tuff ***
We alias
They wishin they be us
can't three eighty us
Cause we'll wreck everything within a ten-block radius
When ya see me betta speak with love
Or leak some blood
I got connections with all type of BM, Chiefs, and GOVS
Deeply plugged who gotta retire from crime
Bout to hit that big lick
So we gonna pull it

[CHORUS]
One last time
I got some good news man
Some good news
We gone come up if we just make this quick move
Lay it all on the line
Hit'em in the body and da dome
Left the after party wit the chrome
Come up wit a milly
Soon as everybody know that I'm gone
Cause I made it mama your son he's a success
Now you ain't got no reason to stress
Gotta keep it Gangsta
Cause I'ma Hustla
Do it like a balla
Cause I'ma a mobsta

[VERSE 2]
Cause it only takes a second to pop me a snitch
Call up my connection and cop me a brick
And he sent a chezovoceian chick
She was actin cocky and ****
She like watchin blow at the hotel
Wit big dreams to never stop being rich
And she wasn't too sloppy wit ****
Said when she get on she was gonna cop me a six
Platinum blue spreewell shoes
Detail smooth
On some Mickey and malery me and my female crews
Type of demo what's the beno
I gave her two six plus ten four
That's twelve five for the brick
And five hundred for the plane and limo
Plain and simple called my guy and told'em thanks and send more
Meditating plot on my lick when I smell them frankensen blow
Do my thugdizle I ain't scared of this
Fly ya head like peagus
Bloody up that necklace
Hoe I'ma Aries
Them terrorist ****ed up the lick when sendin chicks on the plane
Put a major glitch in the game
But I'm get me them thangs
As I come wit new ways to travel watch my shorties get on em
Comin back wit pound and packages wit the scorpions on them
Of course we been on them
*****z know they two for forty and want'em
I done seen truck load wit more keys than accordion
And you think I'm past up that quick fast dust
let me mask up
That ain't a fast truck
Get yo *** stuffed

[CHORUS]

[VERSE 3]
I spit words that be gangsta ****
Make hustla tip and ballers rich
Hatters sick mobsta hitz
I'm the ****
You can't see me visit the optometrist
Cars I flip unorthodox like Dr. Bonovich
Prada lic but ***** got whooped
Should of seen **** was funny
My old connection he got reason to gun me
I know he took the money
Even if I probably wrong
Turn down the volume
Shoot him on plastic to lay his body on
****in marcon
Two to the caveza
Pincha puto
That ring on your pinky was too cold
Got pinch for two O's
And a half brick my staff is sick
Had him confess like a catholic
Always thought things was funny now you don't laugh at ****
Stupid bastard *****
Never **** wit Twista, Turtle Banxxs, and Stokes
Coming up dro flowin slangin dope
I tried to chill
but when I see a lic to make the world mine
On the love
I think I got to pull it

[Chorus]

So Sexy

length: 3:52
performer: R. Kelly
Uh, uh (uh-huh) uh
Yeah, this is for all the sexy ladies out there
Uh, walkin' around downtown
Shoppin' at the malls, yeah
I see you in your sexy jeans
Manicure, pedicure mamis
Your hair is good, yeah, I see you

[Chorus]
Ladies! (You're, so, sexy) so sexy
(Perfect, for, me) And I like you
(You're, so, sexy) so sexy
(Perfect, for, me) and this is for

My ladies that be steady sippin' Cris'
Always lookin' nice, put some ice on they belly or they wrist
Girls that be thick off in they thigh, I wanna kick it in the Chi
They gon' be ****in' with some Kelly and the Twist'
Baby now look, model girls, Gucci and Prada girls
And all the ghetto divas in the hood
Women that be steady stackin' ends
Rollin Lexus or Benz with rims and know how to keep it lookin' good
Go on witcha fine thick ***
Somebody gon' snatch you so I gotta make you mine quick fast
See I come and pass, I don't really wanna wonder
So I gotta put her numbers on my sidekick fast
Rollin witcha mob workin' hard, gettin' money, pullin' capers
If I ain't got papers you will bring me some beans home
Supervisor givin' orders on the job
But you still lookin' good with them skin-tight jeans on
Lookin' hot in them heels, I think I want that
Come and back it up to the bottom of my throwback
With you rollin' yo' rims lookin' like a Kodak
Watch I drive I wanna smoke, she will roll that
Miss mobstress rollin' with the hardest
Holdin' it down like a female Joe Pesci
And I wanna make her a made woman
And I hope she gon' let me, cause she looks so sexy

Oh! And this is for them girls that be wantin', dutty
And this is for them girls that be lovin', dutty
And this is for them girls that be ridin', dutty
The ones that like to keep the D up inside 'em now
So many girls off up in the mall boy a ***** be in the club (oh!)
Soon as one of them walk by me and I be like, "Yo whats up?"

[Chorus]

All the shrimp and lobster honeys, downtown shoppin' honeys
Stayin' on the grind, gotcha own car and crib honeys
Dro puffers, Remi sippers, V.I.P. real honeys
No dummies, takin' no **** from a ***** that's full of **** honeys

[Chorus]

Me and my clique was, rollin' thick on 24's on a dirty lick
Met a chick, lookin' fine and her measures was
36-24-36, come here shorty
Ain't no reason to be scared of us
Lovin' how you do your own thang
And how you smokin' on your own flame
Lookin' finer than a girl that be groovin' on Soul Train
I try to to hit her with some cold game
I hope she, feel me, try to holla at a shorty
Get a better vibe wit her while I'm sippin' on my, Henny
I wanna kiss her on her body
But I gotta make her holla while I'm givin' her, dutty
Gotta really love a girl
They know to kick it but she know she gotta make that, money
Goin' shoppin' for the minks and the leather
But come back and bounce that ***, for me
My East coast girls, that's what's up
Tell my South side shorties we can get it crunk
My Cali girl make it bounce like a six-fo'
My Chi girl bust down, make it straight buck
When I see up all the girls that get down for hers
I gotta get up wit her if she gon' let me
Career woman with some goals, **** the broke-*** hoes
Baby girl cause you look so sexy

[Chorus]

Higher

length: 3:32
performer: Ludacris
Yeah, you know it's about to go down right?
(Yeah!) Got to let them know who is this? (Ludacris!)
And who else *****? (Twista, wo, ah!)
Uh, uh (check it out)

Sometimes I think that I got to see a little bit of brighter days
Cause I confine myself to a city near you in a solid cage
And you could look to the left or the right but I'm trapped on center stage
And I could rap to the beat, but I don't know how to change my ways
I still hear a fool and I track them, distract them, and whack them
Jack a ***** for the day to days and I yak them, attack them, and sack them
Get a weapon and I crack his brain cause I'm a hustler, baller, pro
And it wouldn't be right for me to be around busters, and crawlers, and hoes
But I'm a pimp at night, so talk **** and I'm a lift them up off of they toes
With a street sweeper regulating quarters, and ki's, and o's
In a two-seater, Ludacris and Twista with bags of dro
Smoking, choking, get them open, croaking
It's so potent - I'm hoping to keep on floating
Soaking wet and you can bet, people I'm high
I'm seeing lions, and tigers and bears - oh my!
And I can't hide it or keep it hidden, good riddance I'm felling good
I'm weapon-concealing, stealing my neighborhood
Would, could, and should break a ***** off
They'll see you later, go to the doctor, hold my balls and (cough)
You caused some vapors and I caught the throne, brain blown, honey I'm home
Give me the microphone, and fools is like, "leave me alone!"

[Chorus]
Throw it up if you get high, get blow, get drunk
If you want what I'm on, come on and kick it
Let's ride, smoke dro, beat the trunk
All the bad *** *****es that want to party
Just shake it, great players get pumped
Me and my thugs, and hustlers in the party
Get money **** hoes, get crunk

(Look out!) I put a little bit of hash on some **********ing purple haze
I feel it all over my body, adrenaline with the Bacardi
Got me up and then ripping **** in a rage
In the netti cofetti with a belly, Gucci
Timberland stepping on the petal up in the Cadillac truck
Want to get me for the wood
Better get the whole **********ing hood to come and give you some back up
We can get into it and if you want to do it
I'm leaking the fluids out of the bodies that want to come at this
If they all get some blood for ****ing with thugs that I bury
My adversaries better not want none of Twis'
Represent for my city, anybody that different with me
Got to get him for thinking it's a game
And whether you from my city or not, talk ****
I'ma kill him especially if he say my name
I've been up on him - I handle my business
And I'm a stick him up for the scrilla, from K-Tilla, smoking on a fat piller
Murder haters that don't feel a
*****z claiming they want to bring it, but really don't be killers
Balling out so hard the size of my rims grow to a hellafied sight-scene
When the dough become no bigger, I'm going to drop that 2003 on 19"

[Chorus]

We balling out of control, I floss on, play on, pimp on
A speed demon, pedal to the metal when I'm in the zone
Hang on cause here I'm gone
In the **********ing wind when I'm sippin on Henn'
I got paper, you owe something
And I done came a long way from letting me hold something, to roll something
Find a body, then fill him up with some adrenaline
And then kill him and send him to the cemetery
With a flow for the whole world like a poet,
Check icy cold, your Pop's so hungry, he mends a berry
****, and when it come to shipping good
Who that?, who that?, I got the sack open
And the herb got the flow so strong
Hot them on crack, the track is for back-to-back smoking
Never come up with it unwise, and he
***** you ain't untouchable when I spark the heat
Coming at you like sharks to meat
The blood is softly, I can tell when a mark is hard as we
Come fully loaded cause I'm hard to beat
Always screaming where a beat and the dro at?
You know we love that cut up
In the back of the club with purple in the back crying
Twis' and Ludacris get ****ed up

[Chorus]

Pass me the
Let me smoke my
(Yeah, this a Wild style production
Twista and Ludacris collabo, get it, get it
Get it, uh, yeah)

Snoopin’

length: 5:22
Have mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy.
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Have mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy me

Now, now, when my boo let me break 'em off, freaky when we makin love
I can do **** to you that'll make you shake in lust
Comin' through how I be stoppin' off, kinky when I make you cum
How could you wanna do **** that'll make me break the trust?
Shoulda knew you were sheisty the way you lick me on my body
And actin' shady when I'm out the crib, lightly
Cause somethin' bogus just to fight me spite me all in my area
Plus I'm a Sagittarius, you a Pisces
For some reason we be clickin like we on business
But you be on some bullshit
Askin' me where I go, what I do, how I kick it
Won't you get with it baby girl, I don't cheat on you and pull shizz
Now who don't wanna roll on, chrome with then go home with
Get you to the crib, give you some grown ****
I let you hold my pounds down, purchasin' you phones and fits
How many times I told you, I ain't known ****
But you steady don't listen even though it's your friends that listen
Gotta have trust, but you won't back up on a couple I'll catch you wishin'
Claimin' that I'm ****in on another ***** and
All in my privacy on no premonition, you trippin'
Tell me why do you, doubt a brother, in one ear and out the other
Cause in my shirt you done found number
You steady lurkin' while I was up in the shower
Dumpin' all of my pants pockets, trippin' cause you done found a rubber
And all I gotta say is.

[Chorus]
That's not right (that's not right)
Snoopin' through my things (you snoopin' baby, snoopin' baby)
I don't do it to you (I don't do it, I don't do it)
You shouldn't do that to me (I don't do it to you)
That's not right (that's not right)
Snoopin' through my things (snoopin' through my things)
I don't do it to you (and I sho' wouldn't do it)
You shouldn't do that to me (I ain't gon' do it to you)

I was sittin' in the front just watchin' videos
Readin' my magazine, my Vibe magazine, yeah
I coulda sworn that I turned my damn 2-Way off
But damn I heard it ring, I think I heard it ring, yeah
If it's somethin' that you think that's wrong got you feelin' insecure
I'm grown, baby let me know, and then I'll let you know
Cause I'm the one that's footin' the bills
And I'm not the wrong one, that's for real
You can get your **** and go, go!

Now you don't see me all up in your dresser drawers
You don't see me goin' through your Jag
You don't see me in your celli, you don't see me
Searchin' through your thongs, and you don't see me though your Gucci bag
Baby you got the shabazz, sometimes you need a swift, kick up the ***
Just to to see how far a foot can go
Would you wash it and took it slow, couldn't though
Pressure cookin' low, ***** I hope you find what you lookin' fo'
I'm losin' focus from ****in' witchu, don't get me charged
Come in from a show, my whole closet be picked apart
If anybody should be paranoid in this ************ it should be me
I'm the one smokin' hydro by the jars
You need to leave my stuff alone, go and get some business of your own
Cause me and you ain't spendin' precious time together
Baby don't touch mine, I shouldn't need a "don't touch" sign
I ain't explainin' nothin', you can find whatever
And all I gotta say is.

[Chorus]

Now when I get up in your ooh-watcha-katcha
Move to the mm-ch-ka mm-ch-ka mm-ahh, don't lie
You peepin the details of my fax, mail and voice mail
And E-mail and why sugar, don't try
To come up with the justification for what you doin'
The relationship's about to be ruined for what you persuin'
Steadily tryna see who I'm screwin' like I'm ****in' the nation
It's nothin' but hatin' that the homies be doin'
Spittin' rumors all up in your ear, tension in the atmosphere
Baby what's the mission here, listen here
You lookin' for numbers and fist in hair
It must be here for a reason so quit before I have to make you disappear
I can do without you pokin' through pockets
Prophecy's potent, whatchu peepin' fo'?
I hate the way that all this time to tell what I been thinkin'
Shoulda told you when I thought about it a week ago
But now I'm tellin' you.

[Chorus: x2]

Like a 24

length: 4:28
writer: Twista, T.I., Samuel Lindley
[Chorus]
Make dat *** roll like a 24 (24)
Lemme see you make dat *** roll like a 24 (24)
Shawty make dat *** roll like some 24s (24)
Lemme see you make dat *** roll like a 24 (24)
I can make my *** roll like a 24 (24) [repeat]
I can make my *** roll like some 24s (24s)
I can make my *** roll like a 24 (24)

Now drop it (now drop it) to tha floor
Spin it like some stop n go
Drop it (drop it) to tha floor
Spin it like some stop n go
Roll like a 24
Lemme see you make dat *** roll like a 24

Now I could tell from back in tha days when we was shawtys in tha hood
Dat you was gone grow up to be thick as hell and lookin good
Now you 21 and them thighs ain't no crunk
Lookin fine as hell like a penny junk up in the trunk

Make a ***** get (get) what you want
Put dat *** on dubs
Feel it when you get tha party crunk
Feel it when you twirk it in tha club
Feel it when you get down on tha floor

Love when you get down on tha low
Feel I want to jack dat *** want to bump and get that ho get tha hoe
Baby I jus got some 24s and I love to watch em spin (spin)
So let me see you make dat *** roll like my rims
Spinnin like omega jones
Pop dat booty fo my squad
Work dat booty tho it hard roll it like a ?

[Chorus]

You already know hoes down pimps up
When pimpin step up in tha house put ya ***** up
I got a remi bottle instead of a pimp cup
It shine like a summer day when my wrist up
She want to wave now 'cause my ***** Twista
Dissed her then bounced wit her sista
I tell her keep her head down and her hips up
You can keep dat ***** imma tear dem pretty lips up
Let dat *** roll like 24s on a big truck
And ya g-string let it bounce when da beat bang
Make it drop like dem cars in a g-thang
Pull up ya skirt and work it like da hook keep sangin

[Chorus]

Come on shorty make dat *** pop
Drop it like a rag top
Shake it likes its bongo
Stir it up like credit rock

I got a pocket full of tens and dubs
I'm up in the club drunk as **** stuck
Lookin for love
They lookin for dust

And I got dem in gods we trust
A 'lil game a lil fame
I'll have em pilin in tha church bus
Puffin da juan dro straight up to tha condo

Open tha bus doors head up to tha 12th floor
It's bout to crack now layin on my back now
She shook one cheek at a time den dropped it back down
I'm goin through a game

I never knew they name
All I know is when she got low a ***** lost it man

You got my thang on swole back dat *** up
Girl you got my thang on swole now make dat *** drop
You got my thang on swole make dat *** bounce
Girl you got my thang on swole now make dat *** prompt

Break somethin shake somethin work somethin twirk somethin [repeat]
Break it shake it work it twirk it [repeat4]
Shawty lemme see you make tha left side move (side move)
Now let me see you make the right side move (side move)
Now let me see you make both sides move (sides move)
Now baby bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce

[Chorus]

Hope

length: 4:33
performer: CeeLo Green
Man, I know we had a lot of tragedies lately.
I just wanna say rest in peace to Aaliyah,
Rest in peace to Left Eye,
Rest in peace to Jam Master Jay,
And everybody lost in the Twin Towers,
And everybody lost period.
All we got is hope!

I wish the way I was living could stop, serving rocks
Knowing the cops is hot when I'm on the block, and I
Wish my brother would of made bail,
So I won't have to travel 6 hours to see him in jail, and I
Wish that my grandmother wasn't sick
Or that we would just come up on some stacks and hit a lick, and I (I wish)
Wish my homies wouldn't have to suffer
When the streets get the upper hand on us and we lose a brother, and I
Wish I could go deep in a zone
And lift the spirits of the world with the words with in this song, and I (I wish)
Wish I could teach a soul to fly
Take away the pain out your hands and help you hold them high, and I
Wish God never gave the men power
To be able to hurt the people inside the Twin Towers, and I (I wish)
Wish God woulda turned they hearts righteous,
When they started to take innocent lives and become snipers, but uh
We will never break, though they devastate, we shall motivate,
And we gotta pray, all we got is faith.
Instead of thinking about who gonna die today,
The Lord is gonna help you feel better, so you ain't gotta cry today.
Sit at the light so long,
And then we gotta move straight forward, 'cause we fight so strong,
So when right go wrong,
Just say a little prayer, get ya money man, life go on, let's hope!

'Cause I'm hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away
And be hopeful, hopeful and he'll make a way
I know it ain't easy but that's okay
'Cause we hopeful!

I wish that you could show some love,
Instead of hatin' so much when you see some other people comin' up (I wish)
I wish I could teach the world to sing,
Watch the music and have 'em trippin' of the joy I bring, (****)
I wish that we could hold hands,
Listen instead of dissin' lessons from a grown man, and I (I wish)
Wish the families that lack, but got love, get some stacks
Brand new shack and a lack that's on dubs, and I
Wish we could keep achieving wonders,
See the vision of the world through the eyes of Stevie Wonder, you feel me(I wish)
And I hope all the kids eat,
And don't nobody in my family see six feet, (ya dig)
I hope them mothers stand strong
You can make it whether you with him or your man's gone, and I (I wish)
Wish I could give every celly some commissary,
And no po-po bring the heat on our peace like they did R. Kelly, and I
Wish that D.O.C. could scream again
And bullets could reverse so Pac and Biggie breathe again, (****) (I wish)
Then one day they could speak again,
I wish that we only saw good news every time we look at CNN,
I wish that enemies could talk,
And that super homie Christopher Reeves could still walk, (I wish)
I wish that we could walk a path, stay doin the right thing
Hustle hard so the kids maintain up in the game, let's hope

'Cause I'm hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away
And be hopeful, hopeful and he'll make a way
I know it ain't easy but that's okay
'Cause we hopeful!

Wish the earth wasn't so apocalyptic
I try to spread my message to the world the best way I can give it
We can make it always be optimistic,
If you don't listen gotta live my life the best way that I can live it
I pray for justice when we go to court,
Wish it was all good so the country wouldn't have to go to war
Why can't we kick it and just get 'em on,
And in the famous words of Mr. King why can't we all just get along?
Or we can find a better way to shop and please, and I
Hope we find a better way to cop a keys, and I
Wish everybody would just stop and freeze
And ask why are we fulfilling these downfalls and these prophecies
You can be wrong if it's you doubting
With the faith of a mustard seed you can move mountains
And only the heavenly father can ease the hurt
Just let it go and keep prayin' on your knees in church and let's hope

'Cause I'm hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful, hopeful and he'll make a way
I know it ain't easy but that's okay.
'Cause we hopeful!

'Cause I'm hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,
Take this music and use it
Let it take you away,
And be hopeful, hopeful and he'll make a way
I know it ain't easy but that's okay.
'Cause we hopeful!

Let's be hopeful
Let's be hopeful

Sunshine

length: 3:45
performer: Anthony Hamilton
writer: Twista, Bill Withers
When I wake up in the mornin' love,
And the sunlight hurts my eyes,
Then somethin' with out warnin' love,
Bears heavy on my mind
Let's get them dollars, Let's get this money

I keep my mind on my money, money on my mind,
I got my finger on tha trigga, stayin' on tha grind,
And when I wake up in the mornin', I got's to hit a lick,
Saw the 2000 and 3 Navi, on Sprees wit' a kit,
Soon as my eyes see tha sunshine,
My thoughts is jukin' the block, and dodgin' the one time,
Peep how we movin' the rocks and wit' pounds of dro before I double my ****,
I can serve sixteen ounces for six and get back ninety-six,
A killa for tha skrilla, *****, Best not be stalkin',
I got's to get them bigga, figga's, **** what you talkin',
I represent them *****'s ballin' wit' jewelry full of zickels,
Down to the *****'s chasin' million, their dreams' servin' nickels,
And I know, one day, I'm gon' come up,
And when you see me, don't hate, that I rolled up,
Get paid whether you legit when you slang, or tippin' off 'cane,
Until I take a dip in the Range, I'm flippin' them thangs,
Gotta get that money man

It's a lovely day, just got paid,
Stack it up, be on my way,
It's Lovely day, lovely day,
Lovely day, lovely day,
It's a lovely day, just got paid,
Stack it up, be on my way,
Lovely day, lovely day,
Lovely day

A hustler's definition, is a hustler for scratch,
You serve a ************, you serve him for that,
I'm makin' money off of verses when I spit 'em on tracks,
And if I ain't sellin' no records, I'm servin' them packs,
I got a, clip full of hollows, money makin's my motto,
Semi-auto and Marlboro's in the bottle, 'til I hit the lotto,
Wit' dreams of ownin' a records label, flippin' words,
My ***** flippin' buildin's better than he was flippin' birds,
I got tha, mentality and tha motive I'm on a mission,
For tha money, you can get it too, it's all about yo ambition,
Play yo position, provide the plans, and follow procedures,
In tha six-hundred, blunted, wit' a pocket full of hundred's and Visa's,
Love, when I get that dust, hit 'em up, re-**** then I get back up,
Love, when I get that gig, get a crib, get a car when tha grip stack up,
It's still in the evenin' if I'm sleepin' paper problems,
Soon as I get up it's just another day, another dollar
Gotta get that money man

It's a lovely day, just got paid,
Stack it up, be on my way,
Lovely day, lovely day,
Lovely day, lovely day,
It's a lovely day, just got paid,
Stack it up, be on my way,
Lovely day, lovely day,
Lovely day

Got love for the corporate playas that's ballin' rollin' jags,
Got love for the thug *****'s who get' it on tha ave.,
Love for those, who can make a mil and sit back and laugh,
And love for the fine stripper's who get it poppin' ***,
Love for the single parent's that's workin' through the struggle,
Love for those who gotta make a livin' movin' muscle,
Love for those who gotta watch tha hater's rollin' bubbles,
Causin' trouble every time a young brotha try to hustle,
And if I can't, legally make or not
Then I gotta get, right back on the block
And if it no work we do a stick-up and whip-up a concoction,
Might leave yo face down in the dirt because hurtin's not an option
Gotta get that money man

[Repeat: x2]
It's a lovely day, just got paid,
Stack it up, be on my way,
Lovely day, lovely day,
Lovely day, lovely day,
It's a lovely day, just got paid,
Stack it up, be on my way,
Lovely day, lovely day,
Lovely day

When I wake up in the mornin' love,
And the sunlight hurts my eyes,
Somethin' without warnin' love,
Bears heavy on my mind

Art & Life (Chi-Roc)

length: 4:15
producer: Delroy D-ROY Andrews