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T-Pain

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T-Pain

Mensaje  satanik el Miér Oct 01, 2008 8:28 pm


T-PAIN



Flo Rida feat T-Pain - Low

[Intro - T-Pain]
Mmmmmmmm
Let me talk to 'em
Let me talk to 'em
(Let it rain)
Mmmmmmmm
Let me talk to 'em
C'mon!

[Chorus (T-Pain):]
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking at her
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps)
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (hey! )
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

[Flo-Rida]
Hey, I ain't never seen nothing that'll make me go
This crazy all night spending my doe
Had the million dollar vibe and a body to go
Them birthday cakes they stole the show
So sexual
She was flexible,
Professional,
Drinking X&O
Hold up wait a minute, do I see what I think I whoa
Did I think I seen shawty get low
Ain't the same when it's up that close
Make it rain, I'm making it snow
Work the pole I gotta bank role
I'ma say that I prefer her no clothes
I'm in to that I love women exposed
She threw it back at me I gave her mo'
Cash ain't a problem I know where it go (she had them)

[Chorus (T-Pain)]
Apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking at her
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps)
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (hey! )
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

[Flo-Rida]
Hey, shawty what I gotta do to get you home
My jeans filled with gwap and they're ready for showing
Cadillacs laid back for the sexy grown
Patron on the rocks that'll make you moan
One stack (come on), two stacks (come on), three stacks (come on)
Now that's three grand
What you think I'm playing baby girl I'm the man
I'll bend the rubber bands
That's when I threw her legs on my shoulders
I knew it was over
That heny and Cola got me like a soldier
She ready for Rover, I couldn't control her
So lucky, oh me, I was just like clover
Shawty was hot like a toaster
Sorry but I had to fold her
Like a pornography poster
She showed her

[Chorus (T-Pain)]
Apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking at her
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps)
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (hey! )
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

[Flo-Rida]
Whoa, shawty yeah she was worth the money
Little mama took my cash
And I ain't want it back
The way she bent that back
Got all them paper stacks
Ta Ta Tattoo above her crack
I had to handle that
I was on it sexy woman
Let me show it make me want it
Two in the morning, I'm zonin
N Them Rosa bottles foaming
She wouldn't stop
Made it drop
Shawty did that pop and lock
Had to break her off that gwap
Gal was fine just like my glock

[Chorus (T-Pain)]
Apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking at her
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps)
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (hey! )
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low

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T-Pain (Feat. Dj Khaled) - Karaoke

Mensaje  satanik el Vie Dic 12, 2008 12:07 am



(Intro: T-Pain)
Dear Akon ... Forgive me for what I'm bout to say...
Dear Barry Wize, I know you told me not to worry about it man but, I can't let it ride...
Dear God... Let's make it happen (ha ha ha...)

[T-Pain]: Ha Ha I'm tryna be you nigga...
[DJ Khaled] : Yeah Nigga
[T-Pain]: Watch me do me! Watch me do me! Watch me do me! Watch me do me,
Yeah! (Nappy Boy... Nappy Boy)
[DJ Khaled]: (DJ Khaled) Ay yo Pain. I want you to go in.
[T-PAIN]: DJ Khaled, Let's Go Man
[DJ Khaled]: (We The Best!) (Listenn!!!)



[T-Pain]
I got up out da streets
So I ain't gotta steal
but listen to the radio, it's obvious I still kill
But y'all was in the game way before me
so why you wanna do some shit I did in '03
I'm layin low key, for a long time
But don't act like you know me, this is the wrong time
so grab ya microphone, set yo auto tune
and I'ma bust a verse on you ass like I outta do
I ain't no gangsta dude
Ain't got a poppin' banga
but you know I'm powerful when I'm pissin off the gospel singas
I'm tryin ta feed my kids y'all niggas can die slowly
Cause to me, it sound like a bunch of karaoke

[DJ KHALED]
Ay yo!
F**k the imposter.
F**k these karaoke niggas man,
T-Pain, they wanna live you life man
These are bitch ass niggas man
It's the DJ khaled, nappy boys
I'm goin in! I'm goin in!
Ay yo, T-Pain

[T-PAIN (DJ Khaled)]
You know what Khaled,
I know you right now.
Let me get em again, though.
...
(Talk to Them)
Ay Ay listen
It ain't all bad, some of you please me
But the only niggas that's cool is Kanye and Lil Weezy
I'm a hit maker, not a comedian
So why da f**k would these niggas laughing at me when I seen their ass
This shit will never work or one hit wonder bitch
Bet all the shit that you do and not make me one of this
Now why its cool for you but it's not for me
And why you ain't hop on my song and make it hot for me.
But you don't give a f**k.
You're just a swagger jacker
Now I'm a certified lamborghini-st and cadillac-er
Cuz I'm tryin to feed my kids.
Y'all niggas can die slowly
Cuz just to me, it sound like a bunch of karaoke

[DJ Khaled (T-Pain)]
You're singing the same old song
You're some karaoke niggas
Karaoke f**k niggas
This is Nappy Boy
This is DJ Khaled
We Global with this hood shit
This is what we do
Why you wanna live our life
You wanna live our life, STOP
Ay yo T-Pain,(What Up Khaled)
Get Em

[T-PAIN]
Let me get a moment of silence
For the late great groud that trout me
Y'all niggas ain't holdin' 'em down
So we had to put me at you
Bitch, I'm Teddy Pain, the son of Teddy Riley
The father of the game, you pussy niggas wiley
How many niggas really wanna test,
Pain he originate I gotta be the best
Hundred motherf**kers tryin to do what I dids
Till a fool from a infant, style from a kid
24 Years, 24 Cars
Bitch we the best, we got many more star
Every time you pussy motherf**kers try to stop me
There's been a more hits, been a more bars


Yayyy. That's not cool baby
So that's not happenin'
Y'all keep on stealing from me
Let me try this rappin' thing
I know you know I hear you
Isn't that embarassing
Set the game on fire,
Teddy got some ling


Pussy niggas step up if you really got good game
I gotta lot of shit to say about a nigga,
but it's really not good thangs
It ain't no disrespect man, y'all keep doing your shit
But my daughter told me to tell you to get off of daddy's dick

Ay yo Pain man
I'ma call this niggas out
I'ma pull them skirts man
They f**k.
Ay yo Let me get 'em
F**k it
It's the DJ Khaled
????????
A.K.A we the best
A.K.A Shit On Niggas [DOT] com
A.K.A Nappy Boy BITCH

WE GLOBAL
WE GLOBAL

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T-Pain

Mensaje  Pablo13 el Sáb Mar 07, 2009 5:06 pm



T-Pain - Bartender (feat Akon)

[Intro - T-Pain]
Yeah...
Uh-Huh...
Yeah...
Yeah...

[Verse 1 - T-Pain]
Broke up with my girl last night so I went to the club (so I went to the club)
Put on a fresh white suit and a Minicos sitting on dubs (sitting on dubs)
I'm just looking for somebody to talk to and show me some love (show me some love)
If you know what I mean... Uh-Huh...
Everybody's jackin' me as soon as I stepped in the spot (I stepped in the spot)
200 bitches and man ain't none of them hot (ain't none of them hot)
'Cept for this pretty young thang that was workin' all the way at the top (all the way at the top)
Shawty what is your name?

[Hook (T-Pain):]
Oh she made us drinks, to drink
We drunk 'em, got drunk
And then I think she thinks I'm cool
She gave me a wink, I winked back
And then I think that, we headed out something proper like...

[Chorus (T-Pain):]
I like the bartender
(Oh if you're lookin' for me)
I'm at the bar with her
(Uh-huh, OK)
I like the bartender
(Yeah if you're lookin' for me)
I'm at the bar with her
(Oh uh-huh, OK)

[Verse 2 - T-Pain]
Got a brand new girl so I'm feeling all good inside (all good inside)
Feel like I put some brand new 24's on a brand new ride (on a brand new ride)
Triple shot of patron on the rocks with little bit a lime (with a little bit a lime)
I'm just keeping it real (Uh-huh)
Baby still working at the club so I'm getting in free (so I'm getting in free)
Wednesday night I'm on the list T-Pain plus 3 (T-Pain plus 3)
Everytime I hit the spot baby girl taking care of me (taking care of me)
How do you think I feel?

[Hook (T-Pain)]

[Chorus (T-Pain)]

[Verse 3 - Akon]
Shorty I'm sure you heard that I really never come out (never come out)
Unless I'm in the M6 doing tricks freeway burnt out (freeway burnt out)
Got a passenger side that's empty wanting it to be your spot (be your spot)
But you on my billboard we can act like the charts gonna end up on top (end up on top)
Don't smoke don't drink that's why I don't be by the bar baby (baby)
Just lookin' at you from a distance looking like a god damn star baby (baby)
So my girl don't see me T-Pain can I get those keys to the car? (those keys to the car?)
'Bout to go and Bang Bang Boogie with my cutie and I'll see you tomar' (see you tomar')

[Hook (T-Pain, Akon):]
Oh she made us drinks, to drink
We drunk 'em, got drunk
And now I know she thinks I'm cool
She gave me a wink, I winked back (Uh-huh)
And then I think that, (Uh-huh) we 'gonna have fun at my spot tonight... (Oh yes)

[Chorus (T-Pain)]

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