Search results for 'thats my shhh by jason derulo' Page #16

you-bitch
Attitude i'll slice you up with gratitude
Decap you like a Haitian face it
I'm the modern Jason
All you rappers I'm replacing that's all

All my

by it
My heart is my roommate he tell me be violent
My brain is my neighbor he tell us be quiet 
Like shhh, gotta keep quiet
Shit we been saying

the fone rings too often
There's like
Too many cameras and all that...
And I kind of accept it
But it's not me
When these things are gone
I go back

I rap bout big body SRT, cause i'm gon whip that shit (i'll whip that bitch, yeah)
Big boy 5.56 stay by my hip, no fear of rippin shit (i'm not

pair
Ohh  that's face of irv then she starting to stare

I call up lil bro he'll empty the clipp
Catch me a shhh he get beat with the grip
If he don't

a nigga, let 'em know the priority order me
Hennessy and for my niggas OG Killa, call it Jason Voorhees
Boy he's on his job, boy he sure be having

The Recipe

Dr. Dre

The Recipe

2012

mind
Good times and get caked up, uh, sunshine coming through my blinds
I'm living but, really though, it's never enough
Ten milli on, that's a must,

I'ma keep trying
And bottom line, I need your L-O-V-I-N
Come on

Girl, make no mistake, right by my side
Little mama that's your place, keep holding

bout nada (shhh)
When it come to my drip, when
It come to my bag, that shit some Prada
(ay)

Yeah, run it up, yeah, yeah, just run it up
Yeah
Run it up,

year bids
Miss the niggas they want
And murder innocent kids
Not i
One niggas in my eye
That's jason
Ain't no slugs gonna be wasted
Revenge I'm tastin

See niggas like you do ten-year bids
Miss the niggas they want
And murder innocent kids
Not I, one nigga's in my eye, that's Jason
Ain't no slugs gonna

Lazy

Marilyn Monroe

Dyed Blondes

2002

Hello! 
(Here we go!)
No sorry,not tonight 
(That was quick!).

Shhh! Yes? 
(Jim? Jack? Jeffrey?)
No,it's just that I'm languid.
(Well,how do

Turn it up, let me hear you say it
Murder on my mind like Melly, you know that I'm comin' tonight, be ready what I'm tryna drill
Your back or your

everything I want I can get it
Can't a nigga ever say that he paid shit
Shhh no more waiting
Everything mine for the taking

Oh my god
That's what she doing
Oh

Anyone can be a star if you got what it takes.

I don't really need a weapon my carebral is deadly 
The way that I can weild a pen looks more like Jason's

living so you know that it's a fucking blessing
Who the fuck is them shhh baby don't go asking questions
Never trusted a reverend so I'm clutching on my

put my mind to it
If you crossin by me
Better put a line thru it
I dont got no enemies, thats true
I dont like that energy, from you
Know you probably

about
Spooky things and stuff, spooky things and stuff.

I was made in a graveyard made of saved parts
that he put in a cart to cart around my found

Run I am the one
Can't stop the son
Camping by the lake
That's your first mistake
Screwing in a tent
No way to defend
Pick you up by the neck
Snap

ploshed
 The ploshed one? the same,
  ah boom
Who's that ant
that giant golden saltchange
ant magnifying my mountain
of feet? Tis Finder, finding

guy my PP's a fucking psycho

My PP this my PP that
My PP slip inside your cat
My PP fuck your fucking dog
Because you know I'm bringing it back

Cut em in the neck like Jason 
Get a new load and replace it 
I get that money but I never chase it 
And I see them demons bitch im gonna face em

Couldn't Get Along

Plan B

Who Needs Actions When You Got Words

2006

comes down to it its blatant
Me and you ain't tight like the way you are with Jason
And you don't listen to me like the way you listen to him
That

I go by the name of phantom to the cipher
Mmm
Soft boy bukwa full street!
J7 genging
I gat my eyes on my cheees
No rat
Niggas thinking they're me
oh