Chris Brown - Look At Me Now Lyrics

Look At Me Now

Yellow model chick
Yellow bottle sipping
Yellow Lamborghini
Yellow top missing
Yeah yeah
That sh-t look like a toupee

I get what you get in 10 years, in two days
Ladies love me
I'm on my cool J
If you get what I get what would you say
She wax it all off, Mr Miyagi
And them suicide doors, Hari Kari

[Hook]
Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I'm getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, fresh than a muthaf-cker

Lil n-gga bigger than gorilla
Cause I'm killing every n-gga that
Try to be on my sh-t
Better cuff your chick if you with her
I can get her
And she accidentally slip fall on my d-ck
Ooops, I said on my d-ck
I aint really mean to say on my d-ck
But since we talking about my d-ck
All of you haters say hi to it
I'm Done

[Busta Rhymes]
Ayo Breezy
Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling
When your doing that thing over there, homie
Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye, Aye
Lets go

Cause I feel like I'm running
And I'm feeling like I gotta
Get away,Get away, get away
Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop cause
You know I gotta win everyday day, goooo

See me they don't really wanna pop me
Just know that you never flop me
And I know that I can be a little cocky, nooo
You aint never gonna stop me

Everytime I come a n-gga gotta set it
Then I got it go and then I get it,
Then I blow and then I shredder
Any little thing a n-gga think that he be doing
cause it doesnt matter cause I'm gonna dada dada

Then I'm gonna murder every thing and anything
A badaboom a badabing I gotta do a lot of things
And make it clearer to a couple n-ggas that I always win

And I gotta get it again and again and again

And I be doing it to death
And now I move a little foul a n-gga better call a ref,
Everybody know my style and n-ggas know that I'm the the best
When I come to doing this and Im banging on my chest
And I bang in the east and I bang in the west
And I come to give you more and I never give you less
You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press
Do you really wanna know whats next, lets go

See the way we all in it we all up in the race
And you know we gotta go, now try to keep up with the pace
And we struggling and hustling I said it and I get it
And always gotta do her take her to another place
Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it
And I gotta cut all throught his traffic
Just to be at the top of the throne
Better know I gotta have it

[Hook]
Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I'm getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, fresh than a muthaf-cker

[Lil Wayne]
Man f-ck these bitch ass n-ggas how yall doin?
I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges
I dont eat sushi, I'm the shit, no I'm pollution, no substitution
Got a bitch that play in movies in my jacuzzi, p-ssy juicy
I never gave a f-ck about a hater got money on my radar
Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with a elevator
You n-ggas aint eatin, f-ck it, tell a waiter
Marley said shoot em, and I said ok,
If you wanted bullshit then I'm like olay,
I dont care what you say, so don't even speak
Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil
That's word to my flag, and my flag red
I'm out of my head, bitch I'm outta my mind from the bottom I climb
You aint hotter at mine, nope, not on my time and I'm not even trying
Whats poppin Slime? nothin five, and if they trippin f-ck em five
I aint got no time to shuck and jive, these n-ggas as sweet as pumpkin pie
Ciroc and sprite on a private flight
Bitch I'm enticing, guiding light, and my pockets white and my diamonds white
And my mommas nice and my daddy's dead
You faggots scared cause I'm too wild, been here for a while
I was like f-ck trial I puts it down
I'm so young money if you got eyes look at me now bitch

[Hook]
Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I'm getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, fresh than a muthaf-cker

Chris Willis - Louder Lyrics

Louder

Take another sip of the premium
Let’s keep the drama down to the minimum
Just turn the music up to the maximum
Spin the bottle down down down
Get down down down, now.

We need to find a little space
To take a load off.
Take a little bit of time
To Turn the heat up.
Just send the tin man down
Blow the lid off.
Down, down, down
Get down, down, down, now.

Put your hands up
If you feel me
Shout a little bit louder
Now put your hands up
If you can’t keep yourself
From jumpin’ around
Put your hands up
It ain’t gon’ bother me
If you gotta get yourself free, Hey!
Now put your hands up
Don’t fight the feeling
Do something about it!
Put your hands up
Put your hands up

Up Up Up Up Up Up Up
Up Up Up Up Up Up Up ….Louder

Let’s dip into the pool
With our clothes on
Let’s break up every rule
Let the meter run.
Forget about your name
And where you’re coming from
Spin the bottle
Down down down
Get down down down, now.

We need to find a little space
To take a load off
Take a little bit of time
To Turn the heat up.
Just send the tin man down
Blow the lid off.
Down down down
Get down down down, now.

Put your hands up
If you feel me
Shout a little bit louder
Now put your hands up
If you can’t keep yourself
From jumpin’ around
Put your hands up
It ain’t gon’ bother me
If you gotta get yourself free, Hey!
Now put your hands up
Don’t fight the feeling
Do something about it!
Put your hands up
Put your hands up

Up Up Up Up Up Up Up
Up Up Up Up Up Up Up ….Louder

Is everybody feeling all right?
Put your hands up!
Is everybody feeling all right?
Put your hands up!
Put your,put your hands up, hands up
Put your hands up!
Put your, put your hands up, hands up
Put your put your…

Put your hands up!
If you feel me
Shout a little bit louder
Now put your hands up!
If you can’t keep yourself
From jumpin’ around
Put your hands up!
It ain’t gon’ bother me
If you gotta get yourself free, Hey!
Now put your hands up!
Don’t fight the feeling
Do something about it!
Put your hands up!
Put your hands up!

Up Up Up Up Up Up Up
Up Up Up Up Up Up Up ….Louder

Up Up Up Up Up Up Up
Up Up Up Up Up Up ….Louder

Put your hands up!
Now put your hands up!
Put your hands up!
Now put your hands up!
Put your hands up!
Put your hands up!

Put your hands up!
If you feel me
Shout a little bit louder
Now put your hands up!
If you can’t keep yourself
From jumpin’ around
Put your hands up!
It ain’t gon’ bother me
If you gotta get yourself free, Hey!
Now put your hands up!
Don’t fight the feeling
Do something about it!
Put your hands up!
Put your hands up

Ian Carey - S.O.S. Lyrics

S.O.S.

When the cloud needs sunlight
The North Star will catch you
Groove on space and on time
The music will find you

Like the sun in the sky
I`ll never go down, down, down
Like a bird needs to fly
We all need to love now

You will be my sun, moon and stars
To guide me to the land up in your heart
Hold on, hold on
I`m sending out an s.o.s … x2

Everybody going to love each other
And spread the love around the world
`Cause we are the future
So everybody get together and sing with me

You will be my sun, moon and stars

Swedish House Mafia - Miami 2 Ibiza Lyrics

Miami 2 Ibiza

She says she likes my watch, but she wants Steve’s AP
And she stay up all hours watching QVC
She said she loves my songs, she bought my mp3
And so I put her number in my Bold BB
I got a black BM, She got a white TT
She wanna see what’s hiding in my CK briefs
I tell her wear suspenders and some PVC
And then I’ll film it all up on my JVC

Uhh, scene one. Everybody get in your positions.
Pay attention, and listen.
We’re tryna get this in one take, so lets try and
make that happen.
Take one, action!

She pose for FHM, She like my Black LV
We spinnin’ LPR, up on my APC
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I’m in my PRPS and my Nike SB’s
Ravin’ with SHM, London to NYC
I got my Visa and My Visa
A diva and her dealer
Bitch I’m up on the guest list with the Swedish House
Mafia
You can find me on a table full of vodka and tequila
Surrounded by some bunnies, and it aint fucking easter
I wake up in the morning with a mild case of amnesia
With a girl that like a girl like Lindsay Lohan, Queen
Latifah
If you niggas are balling then boy I must be Fifa
And that’s standard procedure from Miami 2 Ibiza

From Miami 2 Ibiza,Yeah, From Miami 2 Ibiza

Dionne Mitchell - I Love Music Lyrics

I Love Music

I love music
Any kind of music
I love music
Just as long as it is grooving
Makes me love makes me smile
Whenever I am with you
When we dance make romance
I am enhanced by everything you do
I love music
Screams with music
Nobody is screaming
Of the joy that is bringing
I am so happy to be incomplete
I love music
And to hold you so close in my arms
I am so glad that you are mine
Nothing can be better than the scream of sound
When you got your boy and you’re loving your own
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Music is healing …
Is understand by every man and woman boy and girl
That’s why I said
I love music
Any kind of music
I love music
Just as long as it is grooving
Music makes the atmosphere so fine
Especially when you got a cold glass of wine
I love music
Any kind of music
I love music
Just as long as it is grooving

I love music (repeats)