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DJ Drama Album


Gangsta Grillz: The Album Vol. 2 (05/19/2009)
05/19/2009
1.
A-Town (feat. T.I., Young Dro, Sean P & Lonnie Mac)
2.
We Must Be Heard (feat. Ludacris, Willie the Kid & Busta Rhymes)
3.
Love for Money (feat. Trey Songz, Willie the Kid, Gucci Mane, La the Darkman, Yung Joc, Bun B & Flo Rida)
4.
I'm Fresh (feat. Mike Jones, Rick Ross & Trick Daddy)
5.
Day Dreaming (feat. Akon, Snoop Dogg & T.I.)
6.
Sweat (feat. Ray J, Fabolous, & La the Darkman)
7.
Ridiculous (feat. Gucci Mane, Yo Gotti, Lonnie Mac & OJ Da Juiceman)
8.
Come Up Boys (feat. La the Darkman & Willie the Kid)
9.
Yacht Music (feat. Nas, Willie the Kid, Scarface & Marsha Ambrosius)
10.
Stripper Love (feat. The-Dream, La the Darkman & Too Short)
11.
Smoke (feat. Gucci Mane, Willie the Kid & Lonnie Mac)
12.
Pimpin' Ain't Easy (feat. La the Darkman, Bun B, Styles P & Jovan Dais)
13.
Gotta Get It (feat. B.G., Juvenile & Soulja Slim)
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A-Town

[No lyrics]

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(feat. Ludacris, Willie the Kid & Busta Rhymes)

[in the background:] This... Could be something big!

[Ludacris:]
Don't change the station,
I've been impatiently waiting,
Pacin', welcome to the Danger Zone.
It's a war goin' on outside
And my people gotta paint they faces on.
And what I gotta do, And what I gotta do
Is work and flip a dolla'.
Ain't got no trophies
But I got a shelf of empty liquor bottles.

Not an alcoholic but alcohol it,
Can ease the pain.
Drinkin' all my problems away
But still prayin' in Jesus' name.
Tryna' turn our voices up,
And the government tones us down.
Now that gas is goin' up,
And the hood is goin' down.

So the hood is comin' fo' ya'
In the streets is hungry goons!
Comin' to a neighborhood near you,
Today or someday soon.
Betta' watch yo' back, watch yo' front,
And watch yo' side to side.
Betta' grab yo' gat, light that blunt;
The streets gon' ride tonight.

And I'm just gon' ride it out,
Til my expiration date.
'Cause I go hard and the paint [? ],
They softer than paper plates.
Make way for the revolution,
And yes you should be scurred.
'Cause one way or another...
My people will be heard.

[Willie the Kid:]
Show you what the soldiers see:
Embassy, Diplomacy,
Since seen [? ] infantry,
Shootin' at the cobra fleet [? ].
Deploy shots, similar to airbags, whereas,
This hairpin, trigga' split a hair in half.
Body bags, fish it [? ] like Harland [? ],
When I'm airin', tear a chair in half.

Watchin' Half Baked,
At the cabin by the Lake.
See the blue and white plates,
See the wood on the panel.
I may be Chanel Oat, Chilly O, Flannel Coat [? ].
Warfare? Never fair,
Therefore, I need finer things:
Like grenades; tanks; a couple fighter planes.

I'm decorated in medals;
Stripes like a Zebra.
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either, " proper gramma',
Pop a camera - man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah, Willie the Kid, I ain't one for the shenanigans,
Nigga' strike a pose, leave you froze, like a mannequin.

[Busta Rhymes:]
(During Kid's last verse) In these times,
The economy got nigga's thinkin'
The worst to make paper.
'Cause somebody ain't accommodatin' nigga's
Enough for they slave labor.
That's when ya' get a Nigga' thinkin about
Ya' know he gotta' come in to ya'.
It's when a nigga' throw a ski mask on,
Run up in ya' house, and wanna' do dumb shit to ya'.

Rollin' the dices with a nigga' that be strugglin',
Tryna' make it through the crisis.
It might just make him wanna' act up a little bit
To print another new gas prices.
All this fuckery we got goin' on,
Indeed it needs to cease.
How the hell is THAT ever, ever gonna happen
When the value of the dollar keeps decreasin'?

Easin' my hand in somebody's pocket
(Fuck that!) I gotta' keep eatin.
Speakin' for everybody in the struggle like me,
We gotta get it even if we cheatin'!
Breathin' hard, my mind is blown,
Tryin' not to get evicted out my home.
But tryna' live when you know a nigga' broke
Is like tryna' squeeze blood out a stone.

But I'm goin' through the drama with DJ Drama (What!?).
I do it for my kids and mama (Who!).
Leave it to Barack Obama (Yes!),
Change is right around the corna'.
You tryin' to keep our people sufferin',
All I gotta say is if you don't ease up this pressure,
I promise somebody gonna' pay!

[DJ Drama:]
(Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness!
Pursuit, huh?
See Each and every day we all get closer
To the real meanin'.
Me, myself? I always follow my own path
And now I come here to motivate!
"To be heard" means to say something of value.
So I make this my Life,
My Liberty,
And everday, my Pursuit.
What about you?)

. . .

Love for Money

[No lyrics]

. . .

I'm Fresh

[No lyrics]

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Akon:
Shirley temple on ice,
She makes it just right,
That extra grenadine got me feelin' so nice
Her body's so tight,up under that light,
I see her so clearly now, she's right there before my eyes

Chorus:
Can you believe my fantasy girl is a go-go dancer (dancer)
She got me windin up
Can you believe my fantasy girl is a go-go dancer (dancer)
Yea,she got me day dreamin'
(Left and right, watch her goin up and down, that pipe)
Yes I'm day dreamin'
(Left and right, watch her goin up and down, that pipe)
She got me day dreamin'
(Left and right, watch her goin up and down, that pipe)
Yes I'm day dreamin'
(Left and right, watch her goin up and down, that pipe)

Snoop Dogg:
5 foot 8 on the late what a date, she fell for the hook and the bait,
I took her to the yacht, the shrimp and steak
Then I took her to the gym so she could get in shape
What a night no more drama, just late night thrills
Nigga in the hood with the gangsta grillz
Fillin out stacks of bills, jaguar like Jacksonville,
Bringing these hoes like Jacks and Jill

Chrous:
Can you believe my fantasy girl is a go-go dancer (dancer)
She got me windin up
Can you believe my fantasy girl is a go-go dancer (dancer)
Yea,she got me day dreamin'
(Left and right, watch her goin up and down, that pipe)
Yes I'm day dreamin'
(Left and right, watch her goin up and down, that pipe)
She got me day dreamin'
(Left and right, watch her goin up and down, that pipe)
Yes I'm day dreamin'
(Left and right, watch her goin up and down, that pipe)

Akon:
I'm looking at the most beautiful thang in the world (world, world, world)
Her body's so perfect and spinin like a cinnamon swirl (swirl, swirl, swirl)
She looks like a fairy tale, but yet feels so natural (natural, natural, natural)
This one's a beast, but way to wonderful to be compared to an animal
She's like what I'm sippin on Shirley temple on ice,
She makes it just right,
That extra grenadine got me feelin' so nice
Her bodies so tight,up under that light,
I see her so clearly now, she's right there before my eyes

T.I:
Hey I sit and gaze hazy eyed as I day dream
Her n her girls on the stage doin they thing
Double D's full of silicon and saline
She thirty but look only a day over 18
Her booty big enough to swallow up a g-string
Hey gon put that ass on me like a bee sting
Hey let the King on, beat it like a tambourine
And peel ya out ya jeans and eat it like a tangerine
You see her face now
I make everybody throw they cash
I back in the club already she been stuck in my head since last night
That's right
Girl you got my drink so
Sexy when i sleep
No mo fanatsies
I want the real thang

Chrous:
Can you believe my fantasy girl is a go-go dancer (dancer)
She got me windin up
Can you believe my fantasy girl is a go-go dancer (dancer)
Yea,she got me day dreamin'
(Left and right, watch her goin up and down, that pipe)
Yes I'm day dreamin'
(Left and right, watch her goin up and down, that pipe)
She got me day dreamin'
(Left and right, watch her goin up and down, that pipe)
Yes I'm day dreamin'
(Left and right, watch her goin up and down, that pipe)

. . .


(featuring Fabolous/LA The Darkman/Ray J)

Da da grillz, da da da grillz
da da grillz, da da da grillz
da da grillz, da da da grillz
da da grillz, da da da da da

[Ray J]
i've been waitin, tonight girls it's on
imma bring the weed? two bottles of patron
you ain't been with me yet
you ain't really screamed yet
imma get you hot, til i make your weave sweat

sweat sex, so beat it up
sweat sex, so beat it up
sweat sex, so beat it up
sweat sex, so beat it up

[Fabolous]
i gotta put it in the streets like yellow lines
it's so wet lil mama need a yellow sign
cause you might slip and fall in love wit it
on the low shawty you can get get get get it
im in the club got the bitches starin pointin
you fuck wit me tonight tomorrow you need a hair appointment
im in a fresh white tee every rank im gone
the yellow rocks flashin like i got my blinkers on
i was doin me smokin kush drinkin tron
shawty came down the stairs gettin her slinky on
she said i drip like a faucet bring a sink along
how your room gon look like someone left the sprinklers on

[Ray J]
ive been waitin tonight girl it's on
imma bring the weed? two bottles of patron
you ain't been with me yet
you ain't really screamed yet
imma get you hot, til i make your weave sweat

sweat sex, so beat it up
sweat sex, so beat it up
sweat sex, so beat it up
sweat sex, so beat it up

[La the Darkman]
when i leave the club with a broad you know we fuckin
come on with me i want no numba or nothin
grab hold to her put that pole to her
beat the pussy up tryna tear a new hole through her
go on thick daddy in the dts caddy
i done pimped from florida to cincinatti
drive a bitch batty got her brain goin wild
she dont love me she love my doggy style

daddy come fuck, come fuck me

you like a vacuum girl the way you suck me
pull your hair spank that ass quite roughly
i know the flavor of love and you bucky
girl trust me, i make you feel incredible pussy is edible
i make you wet, no man could do it better boo
ya head good you got a future ahead of you

[Ray J]
ive been waitin tonight girl it's on
imma bring the weed? two bottles of patron
you ain't been with me yet
you ain't really screamed yet
imma get you hot, til i make your weave sweat

sweat sex, so beat it up
sweat sex, so beat it up
sweat sex, so beat it up
sweat sex, so beat it up

take ya clothes off, it's alright
it's goin down girl, all night
see baby we can get it poppin all in the ? light
wanna see if you can get freaky until the sunrise
cause you hott girl, and it's so tight
ive been waitin for you to give me the green light
see baby we can get it poppin all in the ? light
wanna see if you can get freaky until the sunrise

ive been waitin tonight girl it's on
imma bring the weed? two bottles of patron
you ain't been with me yet
you ain't really screamed yet
imma get you hot, til i make your weave sweat

sweat sex, so beat it up
sweat sex, so beat it up
sweat sex, so beat it up
sweat sex, so beat it up

. . .

Ridiculous

[No lyrics]

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Come Up Boys

[No lyrics]

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Yacht Music

[No lyrics]

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Stripper Love

[No lyrics]

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(feat. Gucci Mane, Willie the Kid & Lonnie Mac)

Want Cocaina Call Boy
Dem ounces in my house boy
Bricks stashed in the basement, case a drought I bring em out boy
And I wipe u out boy without leavin my house boy
Remember that before u open up yo mouth boy
Yo woman give me nice jaw
Say dat you ha boy toy
She just give me la choy
Treat her like u like her
Breakin down ten bails of kush
I think I need a lighter
Pulled up in my spiker
But rolled off in my spider
Thinkin like a miser
Um actin like a tiger
20 bails and show yo nigga 850 an hour
Gucci mane and willie kid u silly bitch
Da stupidest
Critics try to rate dis shit affiliate da animal
So icey da canibal
I pistol whip yo manager
Scratch off in da challenger
Vacation in canada
Drop dis shit like dinosaur
40 bones
Wrapped up with fruti
All dem bitches gotta go
I stepped up my visuals
Mo diamonds dan yo jeweler hoe
Gucci mane so icey got mo diamonds dan a jewelry store
Mo diamonds dan a jewelry store gucci

U talkin money niggas
U talkin hoes nigga
U talkin dope nigga don't want no smoke nigga

I take advantage
Make a body vanish
Then I vanish in the vanquish
My white boys
And candace
Got choppas 4 da low
We movin snow avalanches
Neva foldin like a pamphlet
Or flakin like it's dandruff
Control like damage
Catch me on da yacht
Sleepin good on a hammock
But hood like a sugar sandwich
Put a bandage on my cuts vvs man
I put a bullet in u and man ya yes man
Willie da kid um a decorated soldier
And um stackin bills like oldsmo
Vaseline and foldgers
Kerosene and loads of
Brown paper bags cash money like it's krogers
Hood stock holders
Stashin neva visit da banks much
I put u niggas in da paint like a paint brush
Me and gucci
Roll like sushi
Bubble like jacuzzi
Closet full of coogi mutha fucker

U talkin money nigga
U talkin hoes nigga
U talkin dope nigga don't want no smoke nigga

Smoke and worth it fool
Keep ya cool
If ya do hide ya plate cause we gon eat ya food
I got some men I swear will come up out da cuts in groups
Ain't wearin jerseys but dey came out 2 da courts 2 shoot
U don't want dat smoke boy I got dat choke smoke
Throat hitter shots
U don't believe me nigga watch
See dats how niggas die
Tryin 2 kno who and why
[? ]
U da reason yo whole crew got popped
Popped da rugger top drove half dis nigga head off his brain sittin em like it's in a drop
Um ridin hollow tipps
Them ain't spinnin daytons
Keep smoke around me like um sammy davis
Kush smokin got a nigga lookin half asian
Rolled it up on [? ]
And 20 due in 80
Seem like these niggas hate it since um affiliated
I throw dem e's and dem a's jus 2 initiate it

. . .

Pimpin' Ain't Easy

[No lyrics]

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Gotta Get It

[No lyrics]

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