Search results for 'Wits Young Artist Award'

Right, right, right, right thurr

Young Buck in this bitch
Right, right, right, right, right herr

I snuck in the club wit' a Glock
I got some bud in my

Gettin’ awards for Hip-Hop, Pop and R&B
Then we went on world tours and
Ya boy went to jail
Now we all got money and a story to tell
Onika, you still Young

a fine artist
That’s a really difficult
Profession to get into, to be respected in
To make money at maybe the goal
For some of the people was
Just to work

keep all my jewels froze
As long as the check come, then FUCK the award shows
You know me nigga

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Young Buck]
Half of these kids

are not special
We're young, we tend to do extra
But this is not regular this is familiar
You and your games, im starting to get sick of em
Memories I

Live Fast, Die Young

Kanye West

Teflon Don

2010

(live fast)
(die young)

Livin' fast now it's all linen rags (Uh)
Hard headed but my top peelin' back
Tinted glass on my '57, nigga wit' a attitude

Don’t get me started I’m an artist
I got 2 nikkis manageing in my apartment
I know One day imma walk in ain’t no talking
Pull up on you wit that halo

flips, battle rap scam artist
Nigga we ain't wit' the fraud shit
Matter of fact, how should I bar him?
That smooth Henny Goodz or that
Tay Roc no cup

Dogghouse in Your Mouth

Mix Master Spade

Duces n' Trays: The Old Fashioned Way

2001

tonight
(Aight)

Now them seventy niggas? Thirty gon' hate us
That's why I play the role, keep control
And throw them off wit' these dirty gators
See

You ain't been getting this money all your life
Oh you forgot about the roaches and all the mice
Out here living an alcoholic rapper artist life

wit' a switch
How the fuck I'm pussy if
You always on my dick?
I don't rap about the typical
My money or a bitch and if I ever do flex
I'm in the gym

Future of the Roc

Young Gunz

Tough Luv

2004

you work harder or less

(Young Chris)
Just give it all to my daughter wit death
Until then love me
Cee and Neef baby give us a second
Stand tall when

Last Call

Kanye West

The College Dropout

2004

sweeter than old Sadie
Nice as Bun-B when I met him at the Source awards
Girl he had with him, ass coulda won the horse awards
And I was almost famous,

you work harder or less

[Young Chris]
Just give it all to my daughter wit death
Until then love me
Cee and Neef baby give us a second
Stand tall when

I would like to sit down
With Neil Portnow right now

I think the Grammys are super important!

I know so many cool artists whose hearts have
Been

an orchestra behind me
But I will do my best
As a solo artist tonight
I stayed up all night last night
Wondering what I might say to
This august assembly

Refreshed, Grammys accessed, going thru my mind yeah 
You know it's on my mind yeah, yeah
Big flex, Grammys accessed, who is me,
I'm dat indie artist

a fool wit'
I'm a fool wit'
I'm a fool wit'
Yeah
I'm a fool wit it'

When i check for artist from my city 
I can't show you niggas love
All y'all talk

around Austin Texas
(Big Tree 4Real 4Real real real real)
(Big Tree 4Real)
Verse1:
U must of just started started supporting Austin artists if you never

to see success?
Having the world's best to call me the best?
Pull up at the Grammy awards
As the best dressed
With an address linked to
A beautiful

wit stars 
Out in space like I'm Venus nd Mars 
Needa round of applause 
I got the drip award 
The coupe came wit stars 
Out in space like I'm Venus nd

to sleep and deal wit it every night
And wake up every morning
And walk to the liquor store or coffee
Store shop on the Mersa whats worser?
Its no verse that

nobody stop my shine
I'm like the sun number 1
Momma smile just to see what I've become
I'm a young man wit' a big dream
Tryna make it out the projects

the fuckery
Bounce wit it
Bounce wit it
Grow like a lovely tree
I'm talkin' to the young boys inspired artists
Keep ya shit in check before y'all get departed