Lloyd - Be The One (feat. Trey Songz and Young Jeezy) Lyrics

Lloyd - Be The One (feat. Trey Songz and Young Jeezy) Lyrics

[Lloyd - Chorus]
Girl I wanna be the one, be be be the one
Girl I wanna be the one
Be the one to kiss you goodnight
Be the one, be be be be the one
Girl I wanna be the one, be the one
Girl I wanna be the one, be be be the one
Girl I wanna be the one, be the one to kiss you goodnight
Be the one, be be be the one, girl I wanna be the one
Be the one to kiss you goodnight.

A lil sunshine open my eyes
Wake up in the morning, she on my mind
Get fresh, get dressed
The world, it’s my time
So you can think about your soul
Fuck cause you know we on
So let me turn off that phone
We ain’t gotta stop we grown
And I don’t really give a fuck who’s calling
I don’t really give a fuck who’s ballin’
Call me A. Keys, who’s Fallin’
You’s fallin’, that’s dude’s problem
So hop in this bed
Forget what he said
Wanna taste my favourite spread
my lips between your legs

[Lloyd - Chorus]

[Trey Songz]
The night I call, midnight falls
I’m headed over there
You better be prepared
Pullin’ on ya hair
No kiddin’, no trippin’
My dog and yo kitten
My head in yo mitten
If you take it than I’m gon’ give it
If you throw it, then I’m gon hit it
Guaranteed I’m ain’t gon miss it, it’s my mission I’ma kiss on every lip of yours
What now, touch down, your body like a score
Get it, I’ma get it like you never did before

[Chorus]

[Young Jeezy]
Look, Lloyd got me on these dutch masters
So all you see is these dutch rappers
Coconut kush, coconut ciroc
Not behind the wheel, coconut the top
Get it? yeah I said nothing
Talk back to her, like what
Ain’t nothing sweet in my sweet
See I start off slow, go deep
Got an uptown bitch, it’s over
I told ya, she my soldier
Yeh, Young be the boss
Everyday of the week I floss
Look off white rocks, no denim
Look off white drop, no rental
Yeah, top down in the winter
Say I ball too hard, Sports center
I’m in the club with my ice out
Start blowing up my iPhone
Like where ya at? where ya been?
What ya doing tonight, can you hit it again
From the back, while I’m on the scene
While you smoking blunts while ya drinking drinks
While ya other broads blowing up ya phone
While ya pulling my hair with ya Nike’s on
[Lloyd - Be The One (feat. Trey Songz and Young Jeezy) Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

[Lloyd - Chorus]

J. Cole - Can’t Get Enough (feat. Trey Songz) Lyrics

J. Cole - Can’t Get Enough (feat. Trey Songz) Lyrics

(I need that) Cole World
(I need that) Southside
Can’t get enough, can’t get enough
(I need that) Eastside, Westside, worldwide
Ride out

Now I ain’t got no kids yet, but this right here’s for practice
I hate to get the seats in the Benz wet, but that’s how good yo’ ass is
Make an old man get his glasses, make Wesley pay his taxes
Then follow yo’ moves all week on twitter, probably make a gay nigga reconsider
You now rockin’ with the best, mayne, dress game down to the sex game
Won’t brag, but the boy been blessed, mayne, let you play with the stick, Ovechkayne
She calling, she texting, she’s falling, but lemme explain
Gotta tell your old boyfriend skate, girl, ’cause a nigga don’t play them ex games
No! Straight sexing, no handcuff or arresting
And I ain’t comin’ off of my last name, ’cause I really can’t take no stressing
‘Bout where I done been, who I done hit, your home girl sayin’, “He a bad boy”
But I’m signed to the Roc, no time for the gossip, bitch, put down them tabloids

[Trey Songz:]
She said “I heard you got a main chick
A mistress and some hoes
You be up to no good
And everybody knows
My home girls tried to warn me
They tried to let me know
But what you got, I need a lot
So I can’t let you go”

[J. Cole:]
She said
“I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough”
(I need that)
“I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough”
(I need that)
“I can’t get enough of what you got
Good god, you hit the spot
Tried to let go but I just could not
So don’t you stop, I need that”

Hey, Globetrotter, Cole hotter, either way, out in London town
Hoes holla ’cause they love my sound, and I got love for the underground
Kweli, Pimp C, H-town where Bun get down
Met a bad bitch that’ll cut all night, that’ll suck all night, you just cut off lights
Almost missed my flight, tryna give my last girl a nut, all right?
She be down for whatever, whenever I wanna get up in the guts, all right?
Never fuss or fight, on the grind tryna find this lettuce
I love it when you give me head, I hate it when you give me headaches

[Trey Songz:]
She said “I heard you got a main chick
A mistress and some hoes
You be up to no good
And everybody knows
My home girls tried to warn me
They tried to let me know
But what you got, I need a lot
So I can’t let you go”

She said
“I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough”
(I need that)
“I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough”
(I need that)
“I can’t get enough of what you got
Good god, you hit the spot
Tried to let go but I just could not
So don’t you stop, I need that”

Hey, Cole World, baby, ain’t nothin’ sunny
I see ‘em hatin’, but it ain’t nuttin’ to me
I’m from the Ville, where they bang for the money
And carry fo’-fives like change for a twenty
So what I look like scarred?
Them niggas over there look like nerds
Never mind that, girl, let’s make a track
I’ll beat the pussy up, that’s the hook right thurr
That’s the hook, right there
There’s the hook, right there
Never mind that, girl, let’s make a track
I’ll beat the pussy up, that’s the hook right thurr

[Trey Songz:]
She said “I heard you got a main chick
A mistress and some hoes
You be up to no good
And everybody knows
My home girls tried to warn me
They tried to let me know
But what you got, I need a lot
So I can’t let you go”
[J. Cole - Can’t Get Enough (feat. Trey Songz) Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

She said
“I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough”
(I need that)
“I, can’t get enough, can’t get enough”
(I need that)
“I can’t get enough of what you got
Good god, you hit the spot
Tried to let go but I just could not
So don’t you stop, I need that

Trey Songz - Top Of The World Lyrics

Trey Songz - Top Of The World Lyrics

Money on my mind saw these haters in a way
Having conversation with the paper every day
I ain’t talking short bread , girl with that magic cake
Plus I spend it I can’t take it when the lord takes me away
With my lighter, with my lighter
Hey sissi, fill my drink up
Ain’t no purple, ain’t no take up in this red cup that I’m fucked up
Staring at your body, god damn your sexy body
I’m trey I came to play on, and use you as my hobby girl
Seen so many faces in this unfamiliar cities
Bright skylines got a nigger kinda dizzy
They trying to take my spot well they gonna have to come and get me
My crib is at the top anybody rolling with me

[Chorus:]
If I could I would bring the whole hood to the top of the world, with me
is my world, for free
Trying to get what you came to see
If I could I would bring the whole hood to the top of the world, with me
is my world, for free
Trying to get what you came to see.
You say you’re working harder and I swear that you’re a liar
They say they hard as beta, but they never felt the fire
If you’re talking money, boy you preach into the choir
And I be … she can’t think.. for my nigger in the hood,
Looking at these other niggers that I’m wishing they would
Cause they ain’t no good,
If I could I would reach up my hands
Everybody that’s suffering
Push you down, get up again
Play by my rules, and fuck the plan!
Money on my mind saw these haters in a way
Having conversation with the paper every day
I ain’t talking short bread , girl with that magic cake
Plus I spend it I can’t take it when the lord takes me away

[Chorus:]
If I could I would bring the whole hood to the top of the world, with me
is my world, for free
Trying to get what you came to see
If I could I would bring the whole hood to the top of the world, with me
is my world, for free
Trying to get what you came to see.

Trying to get what you came to see
That goes the world for me
Trying to get what you came to see
[Trey Songz - Top Of The World Lyrics on http://mp3lyricsmania.blogspot.com]

Yeah, lately I’m smoking more
But still I’m focused more,
A little day can see tomorrow
I don’t know for sure
You I wrote this for
Hmm, oh you’re dope for sure
Oh yeah, you’re raw, so get a cookie
Let ‘em know you’re pure!
I pray for this, pray for this
So I’m made for this
You niggers are just pop holes in the road that I pay for this
Obama tried to turn this mother fucker round
And look, they’re trying to put that mother fucker down
Women, please check for sun, more than stilettos
And young girls, make this young niggers respectful!
If I was your father, I’d never neglect you
So a nigger like me.. never met you
Pray some special, and I’m happy I met you
But you really wanna know me I just wanna sex you
After you wanna cuddle, I don’t want, but I let you
You made me promise, and I’m honest, try not to forget you!
Bond growing stronger with the brothers that look up to me
It’s more important than whatever that they fuck with me
Luckily my angel speak to god, like what’s up for me
My heart beat for the people who carry the love for me.
Left my fellows in the past, you can’t get in touch with me
If you want it… cash, I do it reluctantly
But that’s my nigger, I’mma put it back upon his …
And is he far, he can still come right back to me.
Wish I could take everybody, nigger!