John West Feat Pusha T – Lovely Song Lyrics

in a hand painted night, me and gypsy scotty are partners
at the hotel flamingo, wearin’ black market shoes
this loud cuban band is crucifying john lennon
no one wants to be lonely, no one wants to sing the blues

she’s perched like a parrot on his tuxedo shoulder
christ, what’s she doing with him, she could be dancing with me
she stirs the ice in her glass with her elegant finger
i want to be what she’s drinking, yeah i just want to be

i saw you first, i’m the first one tonight
i saw you first, don’t that give me the right?
to move around in your heart
everyone was lookin’, but i saw you first

on a moon spattered road in her parrot rebozo
gypsy scotty is driving his big long yellow car
she flies like a bird over his shoulder
se whispers in his ear, boy, you are my star

but i saw you first, i’m the first one tonight

yes i saw you first, don’t that give me the right?
to move around in your heart
everyone was lookin’

in the bone colored dawn, me and gypsy scotty are singin’
the radio is playin’, she left her shoes out in the back
he tells me a story about some girl he knows in kentucky
he just made that story up, there ain’t no girl like that

but i saw you first, i’m the first one tonight
yes i saw you first, don’t that give me the right
to move around in your heart
everyone was lookin’, but i saw you first
i saw you first, i saw you first

John West Feat Pusha T – Lovely Song Lyrics

Pusha T – Speakers Going Hammer Song Lyrics

 i wake up, early in the morning
around the crack of dawning
wave to my neighbors like wassup? wassup?
and …tad it up, get bang in my truck
everybody in my city show me love
because i have the speakers going hammer
speakers going hammer, speakers going hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer
the dough boy version … yeah

back up in this bitch niggers free to go
it was all good just a key ago
price for the 20 all i need to know
still moving snow like it’s 3 below
you trace hard while i keep card
you niggers little bees to the base guard
i’ve been cooking, is you mistooking?
shot town plug got the city junking
jivon she motorcycle leathers,
mad max 5 stacks before i look this weather
small circle bad bitches all think they clever
the mix 1 whole shape and recycle better
sit them on a curve when i’m done with them
she oblivious a girl wanna come with them
can’t blame off another niggers can’t run with them
husein bolt through these bitches then i’m done with them

i wake up, early in the morning
around the crack of dawning
wave to my neighbors like wassup? wassup?
and …tad it up, get bang in my truck
everybody in my city show me love
because i have the speakers going hammer
speakers going hammer, speakers going hammer, hammer, hammer, hammer
the dough boy version … yeah

see i could tell you ain’t gonna be around long
you ain’t doing enough motherfucking homework on you nigger
get it right.

Pusha T – Money On My Mind Lyrics

 money on my mind, money on my mind
you see, the only real money is fast money
and with these niggers walk around with, that’s little flash money
baby don’t buy it
i know he’s a … player, but he’s not gonna spend it
he’s been put for much too long, so trust me

they thought i lay dead, i was playing pass’em
spot me everywhere with the 8 like king goslin
niggers think they sit at the top, they just pasturing
now they hid their head like an ostrich
optimist prime and they go wing
feeling like i transform niggers still hands on
whip me like a sandstorm, had the … to sell it in a damn prom
get you higher angelo, the author of this ant thumbs
your punch lines are mere jabs, they see through
like the clip glass on that coup…pass
money on my mind like my pillow is a vault
you niggers is soft so when that pillow’s where you talk
can’t fight it in them dealers, actresses on mattresses
your real chance to loving you bachelors, i laugh at them
don’t you know that it’s money over bitches
bitches love money, i granting them 3 wishes push

shout out my nigger don c, aka jivon … don c,
didn’t even know that you got an aka digit, ahaha
always in that fly shit, mike t, warrup? bring it
or should i say in a national … marcus paw, refresh, yeah
the fear of gods in these motherfuckers
you can act like don’t hear this shit man
niggers ain’t fucking with me man, no games, yeah.

Pusha T Feat. Kevin Cossom – Feeling Myself Lyrics

[Kevin Cossom - Chorus]
I’m feelin myself, Pause!
One more cup and I might take off
Seems like haters never take a night off
But you know I’ma tell them that they can get lost
Cause I’m feelin myself, it’s my world
I’m spending money like a rich white girl
I’m go ball like I’m 7 feet tall
I don’t know about yall, but I’ma get off, cause I’m feelin myself

[Pusha T - Verse 1]
Oh, what a feelin, the champagne is spilling
All this dirty money got me bathed in them millions
Came out unscathed from the days of my dealing
The driver of that car was a ?
Still up on my nino, smelling like a kilo
But I’m down and fresh soft white like my pillow
Feelin myself so if he know like we know

Cross that line and get shot like a free throw
Rather be on fire at the tables out in Vegas
Under bright lights, middle finger to you haters
In a perfect world, just my guns and my girl
We shine like diamonds and pearls, and I’m feelin myself

[Kevin Cossom - Chorus]

[Pusha T - Verse 2]
Baby take your chance, never mind what you’re hearing
I can change your life tell me what are you comparing
Put you on the red carpet tell them what you’re wearing
Shop till you drop they say sharing is caring
More’s in my winnings, we can share opinions, like baby steps
We can share beginnings, walk before you run, but she so independent
And I could see us fly, the sky is the limit
We so real, got my own quarter mill
Counting money on the bed, watching Deal no Deal
In a perfect world, just my guns and my girl
We shine like diamonds and pearls, and I’m feelin myself

[Kevin Cossom - Chorus]

[Pusha T - Verse 3]
I propose a toast to every living kingpin
Smart enough to deligate their work to their wing man
Keep a bad bitch on the arm of my bling hand
Play my cards right, now I’m looking at a dream hand
Yeah, got you looking at my poker face
No joker see it, you can call me smoking ace
In a perfect world, just my guns and my girl
We shine like diamonds and pearls, and I’m feelin myself

[Kevin Cossom - Chorus]

Pusha T Feat. Rick Ross & Ab Liva – I Still Wanna Song Lyrics

[Pusha T]
It’s like an itch you can’t scratch
It’s like a bitch you can’t shake
I still want it

Sleeping with the finest
The thread count is bindless
Security blanket of cocaine, I am Linus
In this climate I’m Kareem Burke tied in
The Roc silent partner I aint throwing up the diamond
Throwin’ on the sherwin, collars up, bottles up
Sparkles to the table, got em feeling like he’s Merlin
Whirlwind, powder makes your World spin
Learn from OG’s, Alpha Romeo’s and Sterling
Updated that, upgraded that
Suffocation blue, in the inside’s potato sacks
Yeah, talk money, I’m made of that
Cocaine parties, like the 70′s I cater that
You know what fame is?
Sittin with the women of your dreams and forgettin’ what her name is
You know what pain is?
Flushing 2 bricks and have a n-gga try to strain it out the drainage

[Hook]
See my face on the news and it aint Tivo
I still wanna sell kilo’s
It’s like I’m throwing rocks at the pen begging for the rico
I still wanna sell kilo’s
Searching for the fish scale like I’m tryna find Nemo
I still wanna sell kilo’s
Thats what happen’s when you Michael and they try to treat you like Tito
I still wanna sell kilo’s

[Rick Ross]
Grew up watching momma car repoed
A little n-gga staring through the peep hole
How you think I felt knowing daddy wasn’t there
Recycling cans cause nobody ever cared
Get it how you live, always echoed in the streets
When we talking business, talking on the phone cease
Feds listening to conversations through my own star
piecing puzzles together solving homocides ?
Dice game chatter, better bring your stash out
Red Velour, I’m in the white glass house
Half a ticket bitches quick to drop it on the scale
Fiddling dope a real n-gga sell yayo
Everyday a n-gga dies than we can’t ask why
Show em all love, the bitches f-cked on the side
Tony Montana, tailor made suits in the church
Rolls Royce called ?, trunk full of work

[Hook]
See my face on the news and it aint Tivo
I still wanna sell kilo’s
It’s like I’m throwing rocks at the pen begging for the rico
I still wanna sell kilo’s
Searching for the fish scale like I’m tryna find Nemo
I still wanna sell kilo’s
Thats what happen’s when you Michael and they try to treat you like Tito
I still wanna sell kilo’s

[Ab Liva]
Testarossa top models, G4′s, Gucci pass the crease off
Everything I climb in, I win
Richer male, ?, remarkable timing
Black label everything, logo’s in the lining
Bell Biv DeVoe push poison like a copper head
Powder smoke clears through the walking dead
The Rose bottles pour for the Champions
You think it was a Grammy win
Celebration spills through the morning like an ambion
Bithces love my ambience
Chain swinging, ticker taping like it’s Mardi Gras
Thousand n-ggas deep, never needed body guards
Thousands keys that I’m about to do pilates on
Where the Kings crowned like the grill a Maserati’s on
Candy coated parked, doors ajar, on a stripper
blew a fuse and caught a body on
Cocaine storaging
Liva living dreams, ya DeLoreans pouring in

[Hook]

XV Feat. Pusha T – Awesome Lyrics

[Hook]
‘Cause I feel so awesome
How you feel? Awesome, I guess that’s awesome
Shawty you fine and your body is awesome
Wanna roll? Awesome, well let’s go, awesome
Hands in the sky like…

[Verse 1: XV]
I’m A-W-E, some call me awesome
Some call me Vizzy, honeys call me often
Gator on my shirt, what did it Lacoste him?
Jesus Christ I’m good, please don’t cross him
How rude, Stephanie Tanner
You don’t gotta watch me but please watch your manners
And I be getting green so mean, Bruce Banner
Gift of flow and presence, yeah, I’m the new santa
Uh, I’m saying, Kansas where I’m staying
Where n-ggas be bang banging likes Pac’s or the Wayan’s
And even through the hating and wars, they thought I stay in, pshh
Who you playing, I done went super saying
This that, off the glass, off the floor, off the wall jam
We in th building, you wishing you had the floor plans
You just a doorman, door man
Damn, I wish I had more hands

Now tell me what got two thumbs and knows how to spit rhymes?
Two thumbs up, you gon point ‘em at this guy
Al Edison couldn’t be this fly so ask how I feel and you know I reply…

[Hook 2]
Like I feel so awesome
How you feel? Awesome, I guess that’s awesome
Shawty you fine and your body is awesome
Wanna roll? Awesome, well let’s go, awesome
Hands in the sky like…

[Pusha T]
History in the making, aint you feeling it
Theif flow, they say I’m on show stealing shit
My solo discography, I’m building it
Now everytime you hit the space bar I’m killing it
Yeah, I’m so f-cking awesome
200 thousand was paid to out floss him
They don’t wanna follow my lead, I got a foursome
To keep the competition inline you gotta scorch ‘em
Fire engine red and that drop head
Haters drop dead when I’m in that bob sled
Cover girl on my side, and she bobs head
Sayin yes to my denim as she nods head
XV from the middle of the map
I’m coming to you live from the middle of the trap
Colours in the chain like skittles out the pack
The hustler teaming with the gentleman of rap

[XV]
Now tell me what got two thumbs and knows how to spit rhymes?
Two thumbs up, you gon point ‘em at this guy
Al Edison couldn’t be this fly so ask how I feel and you know I reply…

[Hook 2]

[Verse 2: XV]
Ay, I’m awesome, every time I lay it down
I think that I kill ‘em, play possum
Death proof, ride with Rosario Dawson
Tell ‘em open wide when they see how I’m flossing, ching!
Cooler than a peppermint, Wayne’s World excellent
Party on Garth, shwing!, work ethic harder than a Mexican
That’s why I can walk up into any restaurant and close the whole thing
See, even G couldn’t F with it
Semi colon dash parenthesis, text messaging
That’s a side smiley face ‘cause I’mma make the best of it
I assume you should make room for the elephant
Boom, where I come from is irrelevant
‘Cause my glory is all that I revel in
And my story begins where most others end
So all I really got to tell ‘em is

[Hook 2 2X]

Pusha T Feat. 50 Cent – Raid Lyrics

[Pusha T]
I’m only in the company of Kings
I made a power move and it’s everything it seems
Before ‘Ye signed me, I was getting out my dream
Standing on the shoulders of 20,000 fiends
Everytime a n-gga wanna try and turn a profit
Folks rush in, 3 letters try and stop it
F-B-I-R-S-D-E-A (FBI, IRS, DEA)
One letter short but still muthaf-ck the DA.
We play by the rules as they try and crack the code
Combination locks to the kilo’s that I hold
Leopard print Louboutin’s, prowlin’ the concrete
Roller balls come alive just like Jumanji
You know where to find me
Greenhouse a circle of top whores
Mandarin, gears of war, any of them top floors
35 large took you right out the top draw
Still got a throwaway phone in my sock draw

[Pharrell]
It’s like rain, spraying on you roaches
The AK is an animal, it is ferocious
A n-gga wanna sing but he is the dopest
Watch that n-gga disappear, hocus pocus
Ring, ring the n-gga wanna sing
Ring, ring, I keep that bitch clean
Ring, ring the n-gga wanna sing
Unless he is an insomniac, he dying to dream

[50 Cent]
You can tell I went to school on a small yellow bus
Never bothered me, strong arm robbery
I went from countin’ Jelly donuts to taking the most
From my high school sweetheart to f-cking with hoes
Look I’m all grown up and I dun blown up
N-gga aint much changed, in fact, things are the same
I’m the definition of shooter, gun of choice the ruger
You’ll take my word for it or make me do it to ya
I’m a magnet to murder, when I’m in the mood
Get convicted through the forensics when you walk in my shoes
I’m bad news, you n-ggas know the verdict, I’m filthy
Drop Phantom is milky
White on white, 24 inch blades of steel
Red eye smoking that bomb shit
N-ggas surprised, 50 back on fire
50 back running round this bitch strapped
Hitman for hire

[Hook]

[Pusha T]
I sit with the liars, ducktape and tyres
Been lost their soul
They just waiting on the fire
Innocent faces with a shit load of prior’s
Something out of nothing, a team full of MacGuyvers
Deep sea dive for the fishscale
Tryna find a better price, man that ship sale
Take a record head back if that shit fail
Drop weight like an anchor than you set sail
Hell freeze over like the watch I put the sleeve over
Engine double scream when I turn the key over
Pirelli’s on the street rolling like a steam roller
Bitche’s double team when I have my sleep over’s
Yeah, Re-Up gang with the G-Unit
This is Taylor made drug dealer fiend music
Test it on ya tongue or watch a fiend do it
I got you hooked and I laugh as you lean to it

[Hook]

Pusha T – Cook It Down Lyrics

I went ahead and asked God for forgiveness
So now I’m just asking you to listen
I’m living in a World where my truth can be my lynching
Last words “f-ck you all” feel the ropes tension
I’ll never compromise, in it til the powder dries
Best friends drowned in quick sand and help you cowards rise
I floss in their honor, there legacy’s in bottles
Make them walk like there 30 years is right around the corner
We was all f-cking Shawna, you and E was f-cking on her
I was jealous when you both said her mouth was like piranha
Yeaugh, spend money like we print money
Buck fifty on the car, thats little dick money
The AC is forever broke, thats vent money
Cocaine snowballed from gambling my rent money
Everyday struggle get money, get the crown for
Always thinking big now they praying for downfall
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Say you telling on me
Told them folks bout me
All this coke round me
Like it floats round me
Cook it down, cook it down
You know that I cook it down, cook it down
Everytime I come around.
I just bought the house
Put the pent on it
No rent couple hundred cash spent on it

Cook it down, cook it down
You that I cook it down, cook it down
Everytime I come around.

Got me loooking at the crown from a birdseye view
Cause I hit the ground running from the birds I flew
No I’m standing at the top from the words I drew
Rap shit’ll drive you crazy, it done drove Shine’s you
Mazel tov, now I’m hotter than a Molotov
Tell Lyor I need a million for my monologues
I small price for my cocaine catalogue
Scalp the coupe like a tomahawk
Travelodge stories
I pray that you ignore me
If you can’t feel the joy off a hustler in his glory
Hiding money in a wall from the first to third story
ATL, Glenridge, condo’s true story
A man of everything that I say I am
A little better than the fans, hope and pray I am
We the jokers out the deck and just play my hand
Smokers getting stuck and going nuts
Like it’s peter pan

Say you telling on me
Told them folks bout me
All this coke round me
Like it floats round me
Cook it down, cook it down
You know that I cook it down, cook it down
Everytime I come around.
I just bought the house
Put the pent on it
No rent couple hundred cash spent on it

Cook it down, cook it down
You that I cook it down, cook it down
Everytime I come around.

Pusha T – Lost In The World Lyrics

Look at my situation, I couldn’t ask for more

I’m the real Situation, I should be on Jersey Shore

Look what that kilo sent me

That Porsche is keyless entry

That girl is high and drunk I swear the rest is elementary

We found a superfreak, no, she won’t know what hit her

I’m on my Rick James, minus the beads and glitter

You’ve got to beg my pardon, this shit here is money talking

You don’t get good dick to often, I’mma have you funny walking

See that shit I pull up parking, make your neck snap the f-ck off it

Damn, too late you lost it, back to that world you lost in

back to that world you lost in