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Friday, August 20, 2010

Nolia Clap - Lyrics - Juvenile

Title: Nolia Clap
Artist: Juvenile
Composer(s): Sheldon Arrington, Terius Gray, Donald Robertson, Damon Grison

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Lyric:
1, 2, 3, 4, bust it
C?mon, c?mon
Juvenile, Wacko, Skip

Where dat Melph at?
Where da Yo at?
Where dat Thomas at?
Where VL at?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?

I?m in the Calio, you know I?m headed front of town
By Kayotic and Lil' real one, 'cause it?s going down
You see the DB?s tell ?em, Wacko lookin' for ?em
I got some dro, I got some change, I got some pussy for ?em

If they ask you where I?m at, I?m in the Melph pickin' up Chuck
In the chromed out bubblegum pickup truck
Slide on Josephine, holla at Lil' Kia and pluck
My nigga Troy told me to keep it real as fuck

We bought the House of Blues tonight after the DJ in the Nolia
On Washington and Freret, across the street from Babosca
But first I?m 'bout to snatch up all Saratoga
Head straight to Foot Action and snatch me two pair of Solja?s

Take a left on Taladonna get a O of that Doja
Tell ?em right on my trail and hit the gars and let's roll up
I?m 'bout to hit Julio and get the blazes from soda
I got Geezy waiting on VL, we 'bout to bang up this Yola

Where dat Melph at?
Where da Yo at?
Where dat Thomas at?
Where VL at?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?

Where Holly grove at?
Gert Town at?
P Town at?
Nigga Town at?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?

I?m in Holly grove searching for the Skip Dogg
H2 Chromed out, nice whip dogg
Let?s hit Gert Town I heard they pop it off
Or hit P town, I heard they drop it off

My coupon leaf on the vill told me to swing through
On St. Lou he got two hoes that?ll eat and drank too
We can bounce through lil feet and we can fuck with these hoes
They take dick in they ass, they take dick in the throat
They take dick in they hair, they take dick up they nose
They take a dick, anywhere your dick can go

But look ain?t nuttin' like my bitch out the St. Bernard
A gangsta broad, get Wacko Gangsta hard
She said we might could run a train if I pursue my G
If not I got it poppin' off on Music Street
Last week I had to do about two of them freaks
But them niggas be through there trippin' so bring two of them heats

Where that Iberville at?
The St. Bernard at?
Lafitte at?
The 8th ward at?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?

Where the Desire at?
Dat Florida at?
ALA cross the canal at?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?

I see you learnin', see you peepinpeeping' out that Nolia Clap
I bet you nine times outta ten that whole Nolia strapped
Okay we fell off for a minute but that Nolia back
We got quarters, ounces and half's and birds of smack
Ever since Soulja got killed I keep a murda gat
Stand on the middle of my projects where the murdas at
And every nigga every bitch who ain?t heard of Wack

I bang women, bang children, bang the murda cats
I bang blocks, bang cribs, bang the Bourbon Lac
I bang anything in sight without the murda tax
I?m just the hit to represent where I was born and raised
And every nigga in my section love to roam with K?s
(AK-47's)

You got beef holla at me, get it on today
You not quickly uptown bon temps roulez
Knock off your face, taste, waist, take arms and legs
Drop off your neck, wrist, toes, hair, palms and head

Where dat Melph at?
Where da Yo at?
Where dat Thomas at?
Where VL at?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?

Where Holly grove at?
Gert Town at?
P Town at?
Nigga Town at?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?

Where that Iberville at?
The St. Bernard at?
Lafitte at?
The 8th ward at?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?

Where the Desire at?
Dat Florida at?
In LA cross the canal at?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?

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Saturday, August 14, 2010

Nolia Clap (Remix) - Lyrics - Juvenile

Title: Nolia Clap (Remix)
Artist: Juvenile
Composer(s): Sheldon Arrington, Terius Gray, Donald Robertson, Damon Grison

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Lyric:
1, 2, 3, 4, bust it
C?mon, c?mon
Juvenile, Wacko, Skip

Where dat Melph at?
Where da Yo at?
Where dat Thomas at?
Where VL at?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?

I?m in the Calio, you know I?m headed front of town
By Kayotic and Lil' real one, 'cause it?s going down
You see the DB?s tell ?em, Wacko lookin' for ?em
I got some dro, I got some change, I got some pussy for ?em

If they ask you where I?m at, I?m in the Melph pickin' up Chuck
In the chromed out bubblegum pickup truck
Slide on Josephine, holla at Lil' Kia and pluck
My nigga Troy told me to keep it real as fuck

We bought the House of Blues tonight after the DJ in the Nolia
On Washington and Freret, across the street from Babosca
But first I?m 'bout to snatch up all Saratoga
Head straight to Foot Action and snatch me two pair of Solja?s

Take a left on Taladonna get a O of that Doja
Tell ?em right on my trail and hit the gars and let's roll up
I?m 'bout to hit Julio and get the blazes from soda
I got Geezy waiting on VL, we 'bout to bang up this Yola

Where dat Melph at?
Where da Yo at?
Where dat Thomas at?
Where VL at?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?

Where Holly grove at?
Gert Town at?
P Town at?
Nigga Town at?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?

I?m in Holly grove searching for the Skip Dogg
H2 Chromed out, nice whip dogg
Let?s hit Gert Town I heard they pop it off
Or hit P town, I heard they drop it off

My coupon leaf on the vill told me to swing through
On St. Lou he got two hoes that?ll eat and drank too
We can bounce through lil feet and we can fuck with these hoes
They take dick in they ass, they take dick in the throat
They take dick in they hair, they take dick up they nose
They take a dick, anywhere your dick can go

But look ain?t nuttin' like my bitch out the St. Bernard
A gangsta broad, get Wacko Gangsta hard
She said we might could run a train if I pursue my G
If not I got it poppin' off on Music Street
Last week I had to do about two of them freaks
But them niggas be through there trippin' so bring two of them heats

Where that Iberville at?
The St. Bernard at?
Lafitte at?
The 8th ward at?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?

Where the Desire at?
Dat Florida at?
ALA cross the canal at?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?

I see you learnin', see you peepinpeeping' out that Nolia Clap
I bet you nine times outta ten that whole Nolia strapped
Okay we fell off for a minute but that Nolia back
We got quarters, ounces and half's and birds of smack
Ever since Soulja got killed I keep a murda gat
Stand on the middle of my projects where the murdas at
And every nigga every bitch who ain?t heard of Wack

I bang women, bang children, bang the murda cats
I bang blocks, bang cribs, bang the Bourbon Lac
I bang anything in sight without the murda tax
I?m just the hit to represent where I was born and raised
And every nigga in my section love to roam with K?s
(AK-47's)

You got beef holla at me, get it on today
You not quickly uptown bon temps roulez
Knock off your face, taste, waist, take arms and legs
Drop off your neck, wrist, toes, hair, palms and head

Where dat Melph at?
Where da Yo at?
Where dat Thomas at?
Where VL at?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?

Where Holly grove at?
Gert Town at?
P Town at?
Nigga Town at?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?

Where that Iberville at?
The St. Bernard at?
Lafitte at?
The 8th ward at?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?

Where the Desire at?
Dat Florida at?
In LA cross the canal at?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?
Y'all hear that Nolia Clap?

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Saturday, July 31, 2010

I Want It - Lyrics - B.G.

Title: I Want It
Artist: B.G.
Composer(s): C. Dorsey, Michael Antoine Crooms

Lyric:
What's happenin main? This B Gizzle
Your number one original hot boy a heard
And I got collipark music they got me bouncin' wit dis one here
You could bounce wit it you could buck wit it

And you could roll wit it ya heard me
My dawg smurf I'm tellin' you did this here
This that life after cash money world
And I'm gonna bring 'em in my world

I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket
I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket
This is for my hot boys and my hot girls, ride wit me
I'ma bring you up in my world this is for my hot boys
And my hot girls, ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world

My ghetto pass go state to state
I could go in any hood 'cuz I ain't fake
I'll bob my head, I'll stomp my feet
For Soulja Slim, won't you do that Nolia Clap with me

Say Hot Girl, don't play with me
Like Ying Yang, let me see you salt shake for me
I'm on the move, No stoppin' this
Cash money move over I gots this

I'm 'bout to fuck the game up, just watch this
When it's over I bet I see a profit
I'm a CEO, I'm a artist too
I'm a hustler, I can get work from Florida too

Don't fuck with me, I'll stump you
If you score the right amount, I'll front you
I talk this shit 'cuz I'm 'bout this shit
Ain't no way I could run a way out this shit

I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket
I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket
This is for my hot boys and my hot girls, ride wit me
I'ma bring you up in my world this is for my hot boys
And my hot girls, ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world

I got 4-0 dawgs that's goin' to jail
I'm takin Keddy baby momma that ain't got no bail
I keeps it real, if you real you know
I'm in the game, so I gotta play the game how it go

See where I'm from they got hoes that grind
On the block all day gotta respect they mind
They'll cut you up, they'll mace you too
And they got a baby nine they'll spray at you

It's eye-for-eye I go pound-for-pound
I'm New Orleans, only hopin' I'ma hold it down
Either roll with me, when I'm rolling through
Or I guarantee I'ma roll over you

I'm a fool wit it
Give me that work, I show you what to do wit it
My cousin in seventh grade sittin' in the school wit it
By seventh period, he through wit it, it's Chopper City

I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket
I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket
This is for my hot boys and my hot girls, ride wit me
I'ma bring you up in my world this is for my hot boys
And my hot girls, ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world

I represent my dawg Soulja
That's why you can catch me in that Nolia
I'm a gangsta, the streets backin' me
I ain't goin' back to baby, stop askin' me

It's C H O double P E R C I T Y
Nigga, till the day I die
I'm from the hood, I'm down to earth
When I'm in the streets I be out there head first

I'm on the creep, with no sleep
I ain't trynna rest till the enemy six feet
It's game time and I'm ready to play
Gimme my remote and my remote is my K

I spray with it, I'm from uptown
I gotta stay wit it
When we murder, we know how to get away wit it
We do our slick, one shot to the head is how we slank a bitch

I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket
I want it, you got it, don't make me have to go in your pocket
This is for my hot boys and my hot girls, ride wit me
I'ma bring you up in my world this is for my hot boys
And my hot girls, ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world

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Saturday, August 21, 2010

Loose Booty - Lyrics - Reality Check - Juvenile

Title: Loose Booty
Album: Reality Check
Artist: Juvenile
Composer(s): C Nicholas, Teruis Gray, P Smith, D Miller

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Lyric:
She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty
She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty

I ain't tryin' to be stuck all in the corner and locked up
Tongue-kissin' a hoe a nigga know she a doctor
Hoe can make a nigga think she a queen
She standin' there, smellin' like potpourri, I bet she stank in them jeans

Need to shake it, wash it, rinse it, squeeze it and douche it
Call a time-out, freeze, at ease that pussy
They comin' out the woodworks, ain't no pride
They don't get tired, play they vibe and they'll shake it 'til they foot hurt

Say she dressin' for time, she got a lot of that
She ain't no nickel and dime, she got a dollar back
When she step her ass bounce two times
The wobble, wobble, make it hard for her to walk straight lines

Gotta add the soldiers on when you standin' behind her
You might get stuck in there and need a camera to find her
Gotta hold on to them handlebars 'cause you don't want that broad
Goin' tellin' your dawgs you got handled boy

She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty
She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty

She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty
She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty

You make a nigga wanna pay for that pussy hoe
Stand it up and make you get up on your tiptoes
Play with love man, kiss it, baby, watch him grow
Don't run your mouth about it, momma try to keep it low

Let's get a room somewhere deep on the outskirts
Give me head 'til yo' muh'fuckin' mouth hurts
Go tell your friends 'bout the suite up at the W
About the view and all the freaky shit I done to you

Now, when she see me, when you're not around
She be in my face, tryin' to see what I'm about
Here, take my number, maybe you can take me out
Take you somewhere and put some dick up in your mouth

I remember when you bitches wasn't so nice
Before the rings and the watches got a coat of ice
Same nigga, different day, we forever say
Money over bitches, U.T.P., Eight way

She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty
She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty

She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty
She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty

Oh, I like the way you move it to the right, girl
No, I like the way you shake it to the left, girl
No, I like it when you bend it, when you step girl
Now, touch your toes while you hold your breath girl

And I ain't come here to ruin your night
I'm tryin' to put somethin' new in your life
Just by doin' you right, we can go somewhere for two if you like
Use the stars and the moon for the light 'cause you movin' it right

See, I'm really tryin' to do you tonight
If you dyke, bring your crew if you like
If any, um, booty is like, your booty is like
Call your whole crew booty delight, we make it 'Nolia Clap'

Don't hold it back, touch the flo' with that
I got a heart attack, your booty causin' cataract
I can't even stay on it, look I keep on fallin' back
My momma always told me Skip don't ever fall for that

She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty
She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty

She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty
She got a loose booty, she got a loose booty
Pay attention to how it shake, she got a loose booty

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