What Are the Popular Rap Songs Saying to the Listeners?
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www.briankrice.com What are the popular rap songs saying to the listeners? 2011 Billboard Top 10 Rap Songs and Lyrics 1. look at me now by Chris Brown Featuring Lil Wayne & Busta Rhymes 2. i'm on one by DJ Khaled Featuring Drake, Rick Ross & Lil Wayne 3. no hands by Waka Flocka Flame Featuring Roscoe Dash & Wale 4. moment 4 life by Nicki Minaj Featuring Drake 5. my last by Big Sean Featuring Chris Brown 6. all of the lights by Kanye West 7. 6 foot 7 foot by Lil Wayne Featuring Cory Gunz 8. give me everything by Pitbull Featuring Ne-Yo, Afrojack & Nayer 9. super bass ny Nicki Minaj 10. aston martin music by Rick Ross 'Cause I'm killing every nigga that come try to be on my shit #1 2011 Better cuff your chick if you with her, I can get CHRIS BROWN LYRICS her "Look At Me Now" And she accidentally slip and fall on my dick (feat. Lil Wayne, Busta Rhymes) Oops I said on my dick [Intro: Chris Brown] I ain't really mean to say on my dick I don't see how you can hate from outside of But since we talking about my dick the club All of you haters say hi to it You can't even get in I'm done Hahaha, leggo [Verse 3: Busta Rhymes] [Verse 1: Chris Brown] Hell Breezy Yellow model chick Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling Yellow bottle sipping When you're doing that thing over there homie Yellow Lamborghini Ahahahah Yellow top missing Let's go! Yeah, yeah 'Cause I'm feeling like I'm running That shit look like a toupee And I'm feeling like I gotta get away, get away, I get what you get in 10 years, in two days get away Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop If you get what I get, what would you say? 'Cause you know I gotta win everyday, day She wax it all off, Mr.Miyagi Go! And them suicide doors, Hari Kari See they really really wanna pop me Just know that you will never flop me [Chorus: Chris Brown] And I know that I can be a little cocky Look at me now, look at me now Ohhh Oh, I'm getting paper You ain't never gonna stop me Look at me now Every time I come a nigga gotta set it, then I Oh, look at me now gotta go, and then I gotta get it Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker Then I gotta blow, and then I gotta shut out any little thing that nigga think that he be doing [Verse 2: Chris Brown] 'Cause it doesn't matter, 'cause I'm gonna Lil nigga bigger than gorilla dadadada Then I'm gonna murder every thing and Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with anything a badaboom a badabing an elevator I gotta do a lot of things, to make it clearer to a You niggas ain't eatin', fuck it, tell a waiter couple niggas Marley said, "Shoot 'em", and I said, "Okay" That I always win and then I gotta get it again, If you on that bullshit then I'm like olay and again, and then again [breath] I don't care what you say, so don't even speak And I be doing it to death and now I move a Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil little foul That's word to my flag, and my flag red A nigga better call a ref, and everybody knows I'm out of my head, bitch I'm outta my mind, my style from the bottom I climb And niggas know that I'm the the best when it You ain't hotter than mine, nope, not on my come to doing this time and I'm not even trying And I be banging on my chest, and I bang in the What's poppin' Slime? Nothin' five, and if they east, and I'm banging in the west trippin' fuck 'em five And I come to give you more and I will never I ain't got no time to shuck and jive, these give you less niggas as sweet as pumpkin pie You will hear it in the street or you can read it in Ciroc and sprite on a private flight, the press Bitch I've been tight since "Guiding light", Do you really wanna know what's next? Let's go And my pockets right, and my diamonds white See the way we on it and we all up in the race And my momma's nice and my daddy's dead and you know You faggots scared 'cause I'm too wild, been We gotta go, now try to keep up with the pace here for a while And we struggle and I hustle and I set it and I I was like fuck trial I puts it down get it I'm so Young Money, if you got eyes look at me And we always gotta do it take it to another now, bitch place Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it [Chorus: Chris Brown] And I gotta cut all through this traffic Look at me now, look at me now Just to be at the top of the throne Oh, I'm getting paper Better know I gotta have it, have it Look at me now Oh, look at me now [Chorus: Chris Brown] Yeah, I'm fresher than a motherfucker Look at me now, look at me now Oh, I'm getting paper [Outro: Chris Brown] Look at me now Okay, okay Oh, look at me now Is that right? Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker I'm fresher than a motherfucker [Verse 4: Lil Wayne] #2 2011 Man fuck these bitch ass niggas, how y'all doin'? DJ KHALED LYRICS I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance, I go stupid, I go "I'm On One" dumb like the 3 stooges (feat. Drake, Rick Ross & Lil Wayne) I don't eat sushi, I'm the shit, no I'm pollution, (Get em up) no substitution I’m on one Got a bitch that play in movies in my Jacuzzi, (Get em up) pussy juicy I’m on one I never gave a fuck about a hater, got money on (Get em up) my radar I said I’m on one It’s burning my chest [Drake] I bury the most cash and burning the rest I’m getting so throwed Walking on the clouds, suspended in thin air I ain't went this hard since I was 18 Do ones beneath me recognize the red bottoms Apologize if I say, anything I don’t mean I wear Like whats up with your best friend? Burner in the belt We could all have some fun, believe me Move the kids to the hills (BOSS) And whats up with these new niggas? Bend shawty on the sink, do it for the thrill And why they think it all comes so easy Kiss you on ya neck and tell ya everything is great But get it while you here boy Even though I out on bond I might be facin’ 8's Cause all that hype don’t feel the same next Still running with the same niggas til the death year boy of me Yeah and I’ll be right here in my spot with a Ever seen a million cash, gotta count it carefully little more cash than I already got Ever made love to the woman of your dreams Tripping off you cause you had your shot In a room full of money out in London and she With my skin tanned and my hair long screams And my fans who been so patient, me and 40 Baby, I could take it there back to work but we still smell like a vacation Call Marc Jacobs personally to make a pair Hate the rumours, hate your bullshit So yeah, we on one, the feeling ain’t fair Hate these fucking allegations, I’m just feeling (Khaled) like the throne is for the taking And it’s double M G until I get the chair Watch me take it! [Drake - Chorus] [Drake - Chorus] All I care about is money and the city that I’m [Lil Wayne] from I walk around the club, fuck everybody I’ma sip until I feel it, I’ma smoke it till it’s done And all my niggas got that Heat I feel like Pat And I don’t really give a fuck, and my excuse is Riley that I’m young Yeah, too much money, ain't enough money And I’m only getting older so somebody You know the feds listening, nigga what money? should've told ya I’m a made nigga I should dust something I’m on one You niggas on the bench Yeah, fuck it, I’m on one Like the bus coming Yeah, I said I’m on one Huh, ain't nothing sweet but the swishas Fuck it, I’m on one I’m focused might as well say cheese for the pictures Two white cups and I got that drink Oh, I’m about to go Andre the Giant Could be purple, it could be pink You a sell out, but I ain't buying Depending on how you mix that shit Chopper dissect a nigga like science Money that we got, never get that shit Put an end to the world like the Mayans This a celebration bitches, Mazel Tov Cause I’m on one It’s a slim chance I fall, olive oil I said fuck it I’m on one Tunechi be the name, don’t ask me how I got it I’m killin’ these hoes I swear I’m tryna stop the [Rick Ross] violence I’m burning purple flowers [Chorus] Imma sip mascato and you go loose dem pants And Imma throw dis money while you do it no Young mula baby, YMCMB hands Girl drop it to the floor I love the way yo booty goooo All I wanna do is sit back and watch you move #3 2011 and I'll proceed to throw this cash WAKA FLOCKA FLAME LYRICS "No Hands" [Wale] (feat.