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Usher (Usher) · Usher (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Indie Translations of Usher (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Usher and Friends, Vol. 2 (Usher) · Usher and Friends, Vol. 1-2 (Usher) · A Tribute to Usher [Big Eye] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Chartbuster Karaoke Gold: Usher (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Usher (Usher) · Tribute To Usher (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Magnificent Seven Series: Indie Translations of Usher (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


I'm at the dealership like what's the dealy?
Usher Raymond chain, it's too chilly
Usher Raymond chain, it's too chilly!

I need my cash money
(Usher)]
Listen, by the time I'm done with you (done with you)
Ain't gon' be nothin' left to do (left to do)
I'm a take my time when I put it on you
I'm
We all cried at the ending
We all stayed for the credits
And I kept my ticket as a souvenir

Found our way by the usher's light
To a place
Usher speaking

Yo!
What's sup?
Hey!
My name is Usher,
You can trust there ain't
No punks in this house,
And if you really wanna know what my name is
U.S.H.E.R R.A.Y.M.O.N.D,
And I just wanna do right by my lady,
But lately I been slippin' up, fantasies bout dimes on the side,
Dark tint on my ride, I
you know we in power
You could see my outfit on the Discovery Channel
I'm a stunner, my bitches train like robots
They sniff coke, deep throat, and they
you know we in power
You could see my outfit on the Discovery Channel
I'm a stunner, my bitches train like robots
They sniff coke, deep throat, and they
the (sumthin')
All the people when they see me like snoop turn it up!

I'm in my zone ma' fucka
Get stuck in the ribs by old bone crusher
2 tone leather with
Solitary houses by the fjord
Rain is drifting in small water chains
Silent voices talking behind walls
Fire burning keeps us warm

[Chorus]
pull up to the front, all you see is whips
Diddy bop to the back all you see is zips
In zip locks, and garbage bags
Usher Raymond in this bitch yea I
good friends
Tears of god flow as I bleed

So ladies fish and gentlemen
Here's my angled dream
See me in my blue sky bag
And meet me by the sea
All you must hold on to is you, is you, is you

One day all them bags gon get in your way 
One day all them bags gon get in your way 
I said one day
with an accent
Just cartwin, can't even relax in my room,
That brown paper bag money push my mattress through the roof
This for my niggas getting
Keep it pimpin' with my pinky off the curtain
All the people when they see me like, Snoop turn it up

I'm in my zone ***
Get stuck in the ribs by old
Mysterious form, soul in the dark
Under this heavy sealing concrete waves
Followed by servants, funeral cortège
This pale ghost is gathering his
within

For I am just part of who I was back then
Where we were, when this all began
Inside this vision I am no longer in control of my own life
on my house in the grill
And all I'm about is the dolla' dolla' bill
Makin' ya' dance every chance I get
And hata's sayin' damn, will he ever catch
on my house in the grill
And all I'm about is the dolla' dolla' bill
Makin' ya' dance every chance I get
And hata's sayin' damn, will he ever catch
thing

Person to person nation to nation
Heels dug in no communication
While the time speaks of weathering

We've been wanting to be helped by
young might fuck her,
Catch me in the ballout, me and my shooters,
In a white drop top, hooters, broad day big bag, getting money, 5 grand we had...
There was no sign of God just to usher me in
Then a voice from above
Sugar coated with love, said, "Let us begin"

You got to fill out a form first
the bleak years
Through his yawning neck
I undress in his throat
A passion for dust
(Was slammed in his face)
Pull them down by the wings
A rose from my
scars
You could have left the game
My heart is lame, nothing remains
Under these scars

Now, I can barely make a stand in here
Look in your face
There's a bullet in my bag
And it tells me what to think
In the middle of the night
When I can't sleep
There's a bullet in my bag
Singing
odd
There was no sign of God just to usher me in
Then a voice from above
Sugar coated with love, said, "Let us begin"

You got to fill out a form

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