Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : From Now On
(feat. Gareth Gates)

[Verse 1 - Gareth]

The long and winding road
That leads to your door
Will never disappear
I've seen that road before
It always leads me here
Leads me to your door

[Verse 2 - Will]

The wild and windy night
That the rain washed away
Has left a pool of tears
Crying for the day
Why leave me standing here
Let me know the way

[Bridge]

Many times I've been alone, many times I've cried - [Gareth]
Anyway you'll never know, the many ways I've tried - [Will]
But still they lead me back to the... - [Both]

[Verse 3 - Gareth]

Long, winding road
You left me standing here
A long, long time ago
Don't leave me waiting here
Lead me to your door

[Verse 4- Will]

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Still they lead me back
To the long winding road
You left me standing here
A long, long time ago
Don't leave me waiting here
Lead me to your door

Yeah yeah yeah

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : From Now On

Cut to the chase, your pretty face
Search outer space, leaving no trace
Making love in the heavens above
Flying so high, you and I
You and I, You and I

[Chorus]
Can't get my head around you
Can't bear to be without you
Can't stop from thinking 'bout you
You turn my life around
Can't get my head around you
Can't bear to be without you
Can't stop from thinking 'bout you
You turn my life around

Time standing still, inch time to kill
Cheating the wheel, there are moments to steal
So another day gets brushed away
Pre-occupied, you and I
You and I, you and I.

[Repeat Chorus]

Yeah, yeah. Oh-oh yeah

Making love in the heavens above
Flying so high, you and I

[Repeat Chorus to fade]

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : From Now On

Mmmm
I don't know about this situation
It's got me down, it's brought me to my knees
If I find perfect inspiration
Just set me free, I'm begging darling please
I got to say
This is my time
I feel it's right

[Chorus]
Please stay with me baby
Stay with me tonight
I'm losing you lately
I don't want to say goodbye
If you wanna make it happen, maybe we can work it out
You and I, you know, have to try
Side by side
I can't hide

Sitting here, thinking what you say
All those words running round my head yeah
When it came, I read between the lines
Many thoughts whispered in my mind
I got to say
This is my time
I feel it's right to tell you baby

[Repeat Chorus]

You are my dream complete with me
You are my dream complete with me

Are we ever gonna last forever
Are we ever gonna make it through
Don't you know that it's now or never
I cannot deny, I gotta be true to you

[Repeat Chorus to fade]

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : From Now On

What's in goodbye
An empty world without a heart
Saddens me each time I hear it
Keeping us apart
What's in goodbye

How cruel and so insensitive
Maddens me each time I hear it
How unkind it is, oh it is

Stuck in a cloud full of cold weather
Somewhere in time
Counting the tears as I remember
Drowning in sunshine

What's in goodbye
A place so vast and insincere
saddens me each time I hear it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ooh, ooh, ooh

La da da da da da da da

Stuck in a cloud full of cold weather
Somewhere in time
Counting the tears as I remember
Drowning in sunshine

Counting the tears
The tears that I cried
As you walked away
As you said goodbye

Goodbye

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : From Now On

Babe I'm sorry but I just can't stand the pain
If you're leaving baby,
Let me say one last thing
You tell me I don't care
But you know it just ain't true
I got news
That I'm still in love with you

Girl, haven't you been around me
Long enough to know
Oh, that I need your love
And I won't let go

[Chorus]
Oh, you don't have to be cruel to be kind
You break my heart you hurt me so
Kick me out because I ain't leaving
Oh, you don't have to be cruel to be kind
I'm feeling that you got me wrong
All I want is you back where you belong

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Forget about the things
That we could and should have done
'Cause it's not too late, no no
Ain't the best still yet to come
What we have is a chance to start over
And make it anew
So trust what you feel
Don't hide from what's real
Every word I say is real

Girl, haven't I told you this a thousand times before
Oh, that I don't want you going through that door

[Repeat Chorus]

No contest
(I'm telling you yeah)
No question
('Cause I need you)
Believe me, I ain't leaving
No contest
(I'm telling you girl)
No question
('Cause I need you, yeah)
Believe me, I ain't leaving

You don't have to be cruel to be kind
You break my heart you hurt me so
Kick me out because I ain't leaving
Oh, why must you be cruel to be kind
I'm feeling that you got me wrong
All I want is you back yeah yeah

[Repeat Chorus]

Baby don't do the things you do
Baby don't hurt me like you do
Baby don't hurt me, hurt me

Don't go..........

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : From Now On

And I do like a little conversation
And it's true I don't like to be kept
But with you it's a dangerous combination
And I know I'd be out of my depth

It's that time, ooh, to let it out
I've got a ruse to get me by yeah

[Chorus]
A little bit of loving girl is all I can give
Lots of pretty faces suit the way that I live
Pull yourself together girl
And get on over here
Time after time, it's not right but I've
Seen the signs now I'm over you

Over you

Now I know I've been feeling kinda kooky
With sigh you've fallen in love
I won't lie, it's an awkward situation
But I'll try to tell you again

It's that time, ooh, to let it out
I've got a ruse to get me by yeah

[Repeat Chorus]

Over you
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, it's that time, ooh, to let it out
I've got a ruse to get me by yeah

[Repeat Chorus]

Over you
Over you
Over you
Yes, it's true

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : From Now On

Hey, hey
I don't understand
What's the plan
Why I'm standing here today
All I've ever known is
A fear to be grown up
And take the blame
It was not too clear
'Cause this is new to me
Was it plain to see?

No time for insecurity
It's never coming back to me, oh no

[Chorus]

Never seem to get it
When I know what I want
'Cause it's all a lie
Never knew a time when I though it was right
To get it off my mind
I was oh so blind
I was wrong
Cause it's all about my feelings
From now on

Hey hey
I don't really care if
You share all the pain
That I left behind
It doesn't really matter
Cause now I've got my peace of mind
Let me make it clear

No time for insecurity
It's never coming back to me, yeah hey

[Repeat Chorus]

It's all about my feelings from now on
It's all about my feelings from now on
It's all about my feelings from now on
[Repeat to fade]

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : From Now On

You're walking a fine line
You're walking a fine line
You're living on borrowed time
You're walking a fine line

Don't pretend you don't see
What's in front of your eyes
We're scraping the gutter
Or we're touching the skies
There's times when I feel
I'm in the eye of a storm
But there's times when I feel
That we could fly up to the moon
To the moon

You're walking a fine line
You're walking a fine fine line
You're living on borrowed time
You're walking a fine line

I know you agree that
We should try to work it out
It's too good to throw away
I never had a doubt
We're so good together
And there's nothing to prove
Seems we gotta learn
To take the rough times with the smooth
With the smooth

You're walking a fine line
You're walking a fine fine line
You're living on borrowed time
You're walking a fine line
You're walking a fine line
You're living on borrowed time
You're walking a fine line

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Friday's Child

Love is a matter of difference
Between you and me
Love is a matter of distance
That you are too far away

Love is a matter of growing
And knowing true feelings
Love is a matter of showing
That you are so far away

[Chorus]
When my heart is open
My mind is opening to find
I can't let you stay
The love is a matter of difference
You are too far away

Love is a matter of input,
Outlook, deep inside
Love is to know you're on my side
That you are so far away

[Chorus x2]

If love is a matter of distance
You are too far away

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Friday's Child

If you're down and confused
And you don't remember who
You're talking to
Concentration slips away
Cos your baby is so far away

[Chorus]
And there's a rose in a fisted glove
And the eagle flies with the dove
And if you can't be with the one
You love honey
Love the one you're with

Don't be angry don't be sad
Don't sit crying over good
Times you had
There's a girl, right next to you
And she's just waiting for something
To do

[Chorus]

Turn your heartache right into joy
She's a girl and you're a boy
So get it together make it nice
And you won't need any more advice

[Chorus]

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Friday's Child

I see you floating it constantly
You're making me feel like you and
I could be real
But then you're flipping the game
You walk away you turn your back baby
Stop treading on me
Baby

Coz I'm mystified
And you know I've tried
I just can't get through to you

[Chorus]
What you gonna do
I don't know
What you gonna say
I ain't sure
Always the same
All the time
Every day
Played my mind
I can't keep wasting my time
On your game

Ain't no doubt about it [x4]

I've taken all that I can
I've given to you my all but you don't
Seem to respond
Baby
Oh I can't stand all this waiting
Cos my patience is fading pretty
Soon I'll be gone

Lets rectify it
You can't deny it
The way you feel for me
Tell me

[Chorus]

I can't keep wasting my time on
Your game

No more
No more
No more wasted time
Playing your game
I've seen this all before
Time and time
No way

Coz I'm mystified
You know that I've tried
I just can't get through to you

[Chorus x2]

I can't keep wasting my time on
Your game

No more
No more
No more wasted time
Playing your game
I've seen this all before
Time

Ain't no doubt about it [x4]

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Friday's Child

Life
Has a funny way of trying to make
You a certain type
And making it hard
Yeah life
Is feet firmly on the ground
With a fear of flying
It's always too far

[Chorus]
It only makes me stronger
When you say I can't do it
I'll work that bit harder
When you say it's not within my grip
The barriers I'll break them down
I'll prove myself I'll stick around
I'll get through it all somehow
Nothing's unreachable

Life
Is full of all these empty words
In perfect rhyme
When they don't make no sense
Resigned
To all of these doubts and nerves
You want first place
But you take second best

[Chorus 2]
It only makes me stronger
When you say I won't succeed
I'll work that bit harder
When you say you see no strength in me
The barriers I'll break them down
I'll prove myself I'll stick around
I'll get through it all somehow
Nothing's unreachable

Oh it's just a state of mind
If you set yourself up to fall
You'll never get there at all
All you've got to do is rise
It takes more to break me than
A wave or two
Whatever's sent to test me
Gonna make it through

[Chorus]

Don't hide
Don't cover up what fuels you
Deep inside
It carries you on
Go find
That dream you dreamt about
Each and every night
Before its gone

Coz you don't understand how I feel
You don't understand this is real
It's life

Yes it's life
It's gone

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Friday's Child

[Verse 1]
I'm here just like I said
Though its breaking every rule I've ever made
My racing heart is just the same
Why make it strong to break it once again?
And I'd love to say I do
Give everything to you
But I can never now be true
So I say...

[Chorus]
I think I'd better leave right now
Before I fall any deeper
I think I'd better leave right now
Feeling weaker and weaker
Somebody better show me how
Before I fall any deeper
I think I'd better leave right now

[Verse 2]
I'm here so please explain
Why you're opening up a healing wound again
I'm a little more careful
Perhaps it shows
But if I lose the highs, at least I'm spared the lows
Bridge
Now I tremble in your arms
What could be the harm
To feel my spirit calm
So I say..

[Repeat Chorus]

[Middle 8]
I wouldn't know how to say
How good it feels seeing you today
I see you've got your smile back
Like you say your right on track
But you may never know why
Once bitten twice is shy
If I'm proud perhaps I should explain
I couldn't bear to lose you again

[Repeat Chorus]

Yes I will...

[Repeat Chorus]

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Friday's Child

People get the wrong impression
I wonder if they changed their minds
It's an understated sign
Tell me how you see me again

Now we're swinging to the time
It's a meeting of the minds
It's all unbelievable
Look to play it how we say it
Hang on
Cos we're moving all around

[Chorus]
It's up when the party's over
And we want to free our minds
Now I'm telling you there's no hurry
Cos we're choosing to groove
It's so cool to dance the night away

I choose to live a good life
Have a good time and enjoy the ride
Turn it up break it down move on
High times took a good turn
Spinning it around cos you gotta learn
To rectify justify this song

Now we're swinging to the time
It's a meeting of the minds
It's all unbelievable
Look to play it how we say it
If you're meaning to delay it
Hang on
Cos we're moving all around

[Chorus x3]

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Friday's Child

You run, you run
But this ain't livin
You wish you could go back
And begin it, all over
But it's over

You fight you fight
You just keep saying
You feel better come sooner or later
In no time
It's been a long time

You still got made to turn it
You still got made to lift you up

[Chorus]
You got wings
But you can't fly
You got so much pain inside
You're very kind
In your dreams you're so high
But you don't live that in your life
You're very kind
You're so kind

You do you do
You love me baby
I can't fight when you leave me lazy
With your doubts
Your doubts

You try and you try
And there's no winner
You give give more
But it just gets harder
In your mind
We all try

You still got time to turn it
You still got made to lift you up

[Chorus]

You believe you're not good enough
It fills your mind
Plays
It's in the way of you and I
I'd say a thousand times
I know you're one of a kind
You're so kind

[Chorus x2]

You got wings

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Friday's Child

Don't You see how i fight it
Trying to hide from a life of real pain
Maybe time has allowed it
Feeling the fell when im hearing
Your name

Cos you decide how i survive
Do you realise inside oh
Just how much it's killing me

Im just caught in the middle you
Play my heart with a little bit of
Dangerous love and i really
Want to be free
Got me caught and im living in a
Low life world its your unoriginality
Thats killing me
Ive just got to be free

Now tell me what you want from me
Again and again you pretend its alrightim feeling now that i cant breathe
Cant comprehend how you cant recognise

Cos time cant change the way i feel
And you will find that i'm gonna be
More than you'll ever let me be

Im just caught in the middle you
Play my heart with a little bit of
Dangerous love and i really
Want to be free
Got me caught and im living in a
Low life world its your unoriginality
Thats killing me
Ive just got to be free

Free to disown you
Coz i thought that i told you
You been treating me badly
And you misappreciate my love
Im trying to breathe
But it's killing me slowly
And you started to break me
With your dangerous love

Got to
Got to be free [repeat x4]
Im just caught in the middle you
Play my heart with a little bit of
Dangerous love and i really
Want to be free
Got me caught and im living in a
Low life world its your unoriginality
Thats killing me
Ive just got to be free

[Repeat..Fade]

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Friday's Child

In time gone by, I lost my will
To try and find a clear way through
Now, it's been a while
Since I asked myself what to do
It's been a while since I played the fool
Cos they said "raise your game, leave the shame
in this place where you will remain
unless you save your soul"

[Chorus]
Now it's going my way
Forget the time that I did then
Now it's going my way
I look and everything's OK
I've got nothing much to say except
The life that I now lead
Is going my way
Going my way

It's been a while since I spent the day
The whole day wrapped up in my dreams
It took a while upstaging misery
It isn't all it seems
Now I smooth my hair, feeling tight
I'm getting into something right
Living beyond those days

[Repeat Chorus]

I don't understand how it came to
(How it came to)
I don't understand those depths of despair
(Those despairs)
I don't understand how it came to
(How it came to)
I don't understand reaching that despair
(Reaching that despair)

[Repeat Chorus x2]

Cos I've settles my mind

Settled my mind [to fade]

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Friday's Child

All you have to do is think about it [x4]
Baby...you drive me crazy all the time
When you play me
I'm burning with the lies that you feed me
Chasing my despair
I can see you smiling till I'm over the edge

Do yourself a favour
Realise you win every game
Cos it's plain to see that I'm a mouse of a man

[Chorus]
Yeah get me out of my mind
I don't feel so good
Breaking down the walls
While I'm falling apart
Get me out of my mind
I don't feel so good

Try to understand

Lately
You reply with your lies that I'm failing
You leave me high and dry
Over over over
You trip me around

I tell you baby
Do yourself a favour
Realise you win every game
Cos it's plain to see that I'm a mouse of a man
Yeah you made a mouse of a man

[Repeat Chorus]

Try to understand that I'm losing my heart

[Repeat Chorus]

Try to think about it
Let's think about it

All you ever do is think about it [x2]

Breaking it to you [x6]

Cos you've got to
Get me out of my mind
Breaking down the walls
I'm falling apart
Get me out of my mind
Try to understand that I'm losing my heart

Try to understand
Think about it

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Friday's Child

We've been told to live our lives
Just working on a feeling
Waiting for the sun to shine on what
We do believe in
In every man
I hear the cry of someone else
A drowning man reaching out
But no-one hears
I know a man living out his life
Without a reason
And he says...

[Chorus]
Monday's got a beautiful baby
And Wednesday's child can never win
Little Saturday will work till he's crazy
But Friday's child was born to give

Now what about all the unborn people that will suffer
At the hands of Mr. Right
Who cares about no other
I see a mother who lets her children use her up
I know a father to sacrifices his wayward son
I wonder
What you give that someone else is needing nothing
Next to nothing

[Repeat Chorus]

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Keep On

[Chorus]
You know I'm gonna keep on, gonna keep on
Nowhere else to go
I like it with the heat on, so put the heat on
I get there on my own
You know I'm gonna ride it, I won't hide it
I told you all along
But none of that don't matter, let's get it on

'Cos it pays to do your best
Do it better than the rest
And I hate to say I'm wrong,
I can see what's going on
And at times it makes me mad
'Cos this thing is all I have
Got to see a way,
Oh, how I love it, how I love it

[Chorus]

It's a way to pay the bills
But I need to get my thrills
Just until I'm satisfied
But I need to feel alive
You gotta hurt before you heal
Take a dream and make it real
I've been waiting too long
Hey I'm coming, hey I'm coming

Like a diamond in the rough
Keep on 'til I've had enough
Gonna shimmer like the sun
I can warm up everyone
It's coming like a miracle
When you rise you never fall
I've been waiting so long
Hey it's coming, hey it's coming

[Chorus]
Why wait, what you holding on for?
I just go around and around
It isn't gonna take too long
It's late, but not too late
It's time for reaching out
Somebody's gonna take me away

You gotta hurt before you heal
Take a dream and make it real
I've been waiting too long
Hey I'm coming, hey I'm coming

[Chorus]

Keep on, keep on
Gonna keep on
Keep on now [to fade]

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Keep On

I can see I'm a little unstable
Mystified, I'm tired and unable
To switch it on and switch it off daily
It's OK to say how you see me

It's about my time
There's no way
Please, this isn't working
I can't breathe
Got no air now

How can I live when I want to be free?
This is my time and these are my needs
It's OK to want before you fall down
You're sending me off on a mission I'm bound

Got to, got to, got to go crazy

Can you tell I'm a little bit hungry?
Mr Fabulous don't impress me
He talks to me with a speech without words
With the vowels all missing and the truth unheard

Please, this isn't working
I can't breathe
Got no air now

It's all about the money
It's all about the fame
It's not about the way you live your life
This is how I'm gonna break it down now

How can I live when I want to be free?
This is my time and these are my needs
It's OK to want before you fall down
You're sending me up on a mission, I'm bound

Give it to me
Ha!

Can't you see I'm a little bit weary
In a three piece suit and shoes that don't fit me
You're bright-eyed-bushy-tailed pushing it round
No I won't let it go, no I won't stop, won't stop

How can I live when I want to be free?
This is my time and these are my needs
It's OK to want before you fall down
You're sending me up on a mission, I'm bound

How can I live when I want to be free?
This is my time and these are my needs
It's OK to want before you fall down
You're sending me up on a mission, I'm bound

You're sending me up on a mission, I'm bound
You're sending me up on a mission, I'm bound
You're sending me up on a mission, I'm bound

Ha!

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Keep On

Sometimes you walk by the good ones
'Cos you're trying to hard, too hard to see them
And sometimes you don't find the right lines
'Cos you're trying too hard, too hard to hear them
But you know what it feels like
'Cos you're like me
And you won't give up
'Till an all time love
'Cos nothing else is good enough
I want an all time love to find me

Some days you're too set in your ways
And you forget to shut up, shut up and listen
And some days you just have to misplace all your mistakes
Somewhere that you won't miss them
So stop lying that you're fine
'Cos you're like me
And you can't give up

'Till an all time love
'Cos nothing else is good enough
I want an all time love to find me

I don't believe that it's a failing
I don't believe that it's a fault
'Cos if everything were plain sailing
Oh tell me what would there be left to exalt

But an all time love
'Cos nothing else is good enough
I want an all time love to find me
I want an all time love
'Cos nothing else is good enough
I want an all time love to find me

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Keep On

Oh my God, I know, I know
I've been here before, before
Succumbed again, I'm jinxed again
But I still
Soldier on, be strong
The simple reason is I'm skin and bone
Best not be scared
Just to be aware that alone

[Chorus]
It ain't such a bad place to be because we're opposites
I know you, so don't come creeping back, I'm on my feet again
I'll show you, put you out like a cigarette
A metaphor not to forget
To forgive, it's positive

Oh come on, come on
Did you think that you could pull the wool over my eyes
Much to your surprise, alone

[Chorus]

Not negative
Live and let live
I ain't holding onto you

It ain't such a bad place to be
It ain't such a bad place to be

It ain't such a bad place to be because we're opposites
I know you, so don't come creeping back, I'm on my feet again
I'll show you

[Chorus]

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Keep On

Have you ever felt you'd leave your own impression
Need to know your mind
Feel the pressure should be giving it up to the right sensation
Right now is a friend of mine
And it seems to me we've got things sown up
(Work it out)
'Cos we're working it out
You thought I couldn't handle it
I thought that I told you
'Cos it means a lot to me
And means are hard to find
And every little thing that I do
Makes it alright, alright, alright

[Chorus]
Think it over
Shake it up and round
Get your life back, you've forgotten that
That your moment is right now
Spend your days running round, everything gets you down
So get your life back, get your life back
'Cos your moment is right now
Get your life back
Give it up now
I thought that I told you
If there's a sound, give it a rhyme
There's no point in letting it fall out of time
'Cos you know,
The life of a soldier is falling in line
Let it go, it seems that I'm only saying things you know
'Cos it means a lot to me
And means are hard to find
(Feeling something better)
And every little thing that I do
Makes it alright, alright, alright

[Chorus]

Feeling kind, feeling kind, I'm feeling kind
I'll get you down
Shake it up, shake it up and round, 'cos you work it out
Shake it up and round
Cos you work it out, work it out
Work it up
'Cos it means a lot to me
Your means are, your means are hard to find
And every little thing that I do
Makes it alright, it's alright, alright

[Chorus to fade]

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Keep On

Sometimes you know you push me so hard
I don't know how I feel
You almost make me doubt I feel at all

It's not as though I always listen
But there's just so much I don't hear
Maybe I'll never be what you want
I know that all you're asking for
Is a little place in my heart
But I don't find it easy to give

Maybe I get a little selfish sometimes
Why shouldn't I?
I used to say I love you
But would it make a difference this time?

[Chorus]
And who am I to tell you that I would never let you down
That no-one else could love you half as much as I do now
And who am I to tell you I'll always catch you when you fall
Well I, I wouldn't be myself at all
I wouldn't be myself at all, at all.

I always find a reason why I didn't put you first
It's not that complicated I know
I really hate it when you shake your head like this ain't gonna work
Maybe you'll never reap what you sow

[Chorus]

I didn't want to do what everybody does
And hide the truth to find we never knew a thing about love
Cos this is real life, real love
And knowing what it comes down too
It just might be enough

[Chorus x2]

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Keep On

Happiness is a drug
Happiness don't pull the rug on
Happiness has begun
Happiness that's never undone

[Chorus]
Take me and blow all my cares away
And I hope that this feeling stays
'Cos I'm loving your love each day
Summer has gone and the winter's here
And I hope that the spring is near
'Cos I'm living the favourite year

Happiness is hard to get
Happiness is being wet
Happiness is a song
Happiness, it never lasts long

[Chorus]

Happiness is the way
Happiness is being gay
Happiness is a song
Happiness never lasts long

[Chorus]
Summer has gone and the winter's here
And I hope that the spring is near
Cause I'm living the favourite year

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Keep On

Couldn't stand the city
I had to get away
Drive myself down to the coast
For a couple of days
Love to take you with me
But I'm sure you'd never come
Don't know how you stay alive
Without seeing the sun
Look what you've become

[Chorus]
Save yourself, just yourself
Don't think about no-one else
Save yourself, just yourself
I can't help you
Let them go, let them go
You're gonna get through alone
Save yourself, just yourself
Please.
Said he was a junkie
Everybody got involved
'Cos they're only trying to help
You would not be told
Wake up every morning
I try to show you what is good
But on the sly you'd go and try
Anything you could
How's that for gratitude?

[Chorus to fade]

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Keep On

I know that you're thinking 'bout the future
Now the message is clear, Mmmmmm, Mmmm:
Everything I'm looking for
But I ain't gonna find it in here, in here
All this time I've waited for a saviour
For somebody who cares, who cares

I don't need, I don't need, I don't need to evolve
I just need some control

Ooh ee baby, I just keep thinkin' that I need saving
Nobody ever seems to question lately
Am I the only one...
I can't stop this madness going on

It's crazy
The way I'm feeling I may never make it
Each way I turn I see the same old faces
I get the picture that I can't stop this madness going on.

All the world is talking
I can hear them when I'm turning in bed, in bed
I hear what they're saying
And they're praying for a man on the ledge
Mmmmm...mmmm

I don't need, I don't need, I don't need to evolve
I don't need a new soul
I don't need a new soul
I just keep on Spinning
From the madness going on in my head, my head-eeead

Ooh ee baby, I just keep thinkin' that I need saving
Nobody ever seems to question lately
Am I the only one?
I can't stop this madness going on

It's crazy
The way I'm feeling I may never make it
Each way I turn I see the same old faces
I get the picture that I can't stop this madness going on.

Stay what you're staying for
Say what you're mad about
Make it impossible
Run to you, and
Love in a perfect world
Play in a broken road
Lift up your heart of heart
Choose your something
Give til you got it all
Pick up the photograph
All that your sad about
I'm still waiting,
For better things, for better times
From this madness inside

Oo-ooh baby, I just keep thinkin' that I need saving
Nobody ever seems to question lately
Am I the only one?
I can't stop this madness going on

It's crazy
The way I'm feeling I may never make it
Each way I turn I see the same old faces
I get the picture that I can't stop this madness going on.

Ooh ee baby
I just keep thinking that I need saving
Nobody ever seems to question lately
Am I the only one?
I can't stop this madness going on

It's crazy
The way I'm feeling I may never make it

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Keep On

So slow, I can't see how you live in fear of life

[Chorus]
Baby what a day, baby what a day under these skies, it ain't over
All I want is to get you on your own somehow
If you're one of those then you're one of those, make up your mind
'Cos it's working
All I know is I'll get you on your own somehow
See now I choose your smile, is cheer uncool in life?

[Chorus]

Say what you got and you say what you need
Say what you got and you say what you need [x7]

See how, I can, you comfort me

[Chorus]

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Keep On

So afraid of living out my life
Taking time, Oh I've got to think about it
I know what's mine is slipping through my hands
I can't stand, no to have to think about it
Maybe I'm aching for something, waiting for something
Don't want to compromise
Sometimes I think I don't need it, no

[Chorus]
You think I'm afraid but I want to be wanted
Take some time, you gotta think about it
Just a caricature of a lover
Just, just, just think about it when you get in your car
You say I'm afraid and you're making me beg
So, what you gonna do
You gotta think about it
I can see what I need, guaranteed, after all this time

So, you gotta think about it

Once again asking for permission
I call you up, Oh I need to think about us
You make me feel like a hungry little kid who thinks he's on a mission
But this is real, Oh I need to think about it

Maybe I'm asking for something, waiting for something
Don't want to compromise
Sometimes I think I don't need it, but now I've seen

[Chorus]

Take some time, make up your mind
Always asking why, why, do I think about
What I am, where I come from
You don't realise that it's starting to pull me apart

Take some time, make up your mind
Always asking why, why do I think about
What I am, where I come from
You don't realise that it's starting to pull me apart

[Chorus]

Yes you gotta think about it
Yes you gotta think about it [repeated]

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Artist : YOUNG, WILL
Album : Keep On

Tell me how did we fall into this place
We move on, we will never be replaced
And I can't even think about the next
It's too far away
First I must forget, by leaving
I am a different man
I didn't have the picture
For the perfect frame
I know that

We travelled streets unknown
Been away too long
Now it's time to go home
Back with our love

We should never be strangers
You should never pass me on the street
Would you please remember me as I remember you

Looking back we were strangers in the night
We were told that we let our hearts collide
And I swear I had the time of my life
Wish I could stay, it just wouldn't be right

I know you
You turn the light off last
You let me sleep to dream
You let me wake up first
I believe in you and that will never change
But I must turn away
Now it's time to go home

Home, back with our love
We should never be strangers
You should never pass me on the street
Remember me please
Now it's time to go home

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Against Da Grain

[Chorus 2x]
So how we do it when we do it shawty, U-WAAYYY
That Billy Dee got me slizzard like, U-WAAYYY
We hit the club, make dem folks scream, U-WAAYYY
It's Attic Crew, let me hear you holla U-WAAYYY

[Sean Paul]
Youngbloodz, back on mo' time
Wanna get yo Billy Dee, ya know I got mine
Gettin the club crunk, damn near drunk
Roll wit 45, 12 Peeves in my trunk
Give ya what ya want shawty, got what ya need
First some Billy Dee, second drank Hennessee
Center of attention, all eyes are on me
Oh, that's Sean Paul a.k.a. Sean Grease
Oh, nevermind him 'cause he always on that soft
And roll wit a group of felons that'll rip you off
He slum as hell, seven golds in his mouth
He slizzard as hell, always hollin 'bout the south
And every week at the club he always get kicked out
I really think they hatin, tell me what is this about
But everything good, 'cause we gon' keep it crunk
And Colt 45 gon' forever get drunk

[Chorus 2x]

[J-Bo]
Okay, one mo' time, ya'll folk know how we do it
Get in the club, make the crowd go U-Way
It aint no thang shawty, get right to it
And see I'm gone on that get right fluid

[Sean Paul]
I say, ohh lord, liquor and draw
Cadillacs and Vogues against whitewalls
Ohh lord, look at these broads
Wanna holla 'cause I ride Vogues and whitewalls

[Chorus 2x]

[J-Bo]
From the jump, we gon' keep this thang crunk, yes indeed
Youngbloodz, Attic Crew, (U-WAAYYY) is what it be
See we guaranteed to shakem' off and throw 'em off
Now get it, get it shawty, what's up, now get 'em off
As we take you off and break you off one mo' gen
That's how we do it when we do it partna, in the wind
Wit 50 mo' Attic Fools shawty, steppin in
We to the ground wit this thang partna, 'til the end
Off in the club gettin slizzard shawty is what we do
Just like you cut dat bougie ho, yeah I done cut her too
Forever who from what we do, so we's against da grain
I am I, he is he and together we gon' regain and entertain
So get on up and just bounce
Wit the hump-ta-hump off in the trunk, so just bounce
Now come on and jump on befo' you get left
This aint nothin you wanna miss, so now it's on to the next

[Chorus 6x]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Against Da Grain

YOUNGBLOODZ!!! ...

[Dana Lewis + (scratching)]
"Get 'em off" "Sean Paul"
"Get 'em off" "J-Bo"
Youngbloodz... "Get 'em off" "Youngbloodz"
Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz" "Get 'em off"
Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz" "Get 'em off"
Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz"

[Sean Paul]
Now do you got what it take?
Do you know how it feel to be a Youngblood?
The elite, drankin, smokin them dubs - too much give a fuck
Cadillac ridin dubs so nigga what?
I whip them X on them Vogues - them Cadillac with fo' do's
I had about three chunky hoes, to make that thang up fo' sho'
Me and my niggaz we roll, fifty trips to the sto'
Them and in and outta way police knockin at my do'
Remember dis bitch nigga, used hit ya with bows
Now cock it back 32 times and let that bitch unload

[J-Bo]
See I'm about to letcha know, about the Y to the O to the U-N-G
To the B to the L to the double O, D-Z is who we be
Youngbloodz, we whassup, don't give a damn, don't give a fuck
So watch out know, cuz really; I don't think you even wanna buck
and act on us, so hush that fuss
before we bust, so don't press ya luck
Because it ain't much, as we construct
To lay you down on the ground
So what with backseat, we gon' clown
Better tell you wussies don't make a sound
As we take you on a journey, comin live from the A-Town

[Dana Lewis + (scratching)]
Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz" "Get 'em off"
Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz" "Get 'em off"
Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz" "Get 'em off"
Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz" "Get 'em off" ...

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Against Da Grain

[Sean Paul]
Sean Paul, gotta get 'em drunk
Gotta shakem' off in the club, get it crunk
Give you what you want, shawty got what ya need
Set dat thang out, get down on ya knees
Ya know I'm kinda picky, like my girls tricky
Tricky kinda greasy, gotta be freaky
Sho' nuff, know to blow, that's how thangs go
Charge it to da game, ya know I gotta lay low
So tell me how ya know everything gravy
You're under to the cover 'cause my homeboy paid me
These gulls goin crazy, ya gotta shakem' off
They be all up in yo grill and I be all up in they mouth, ho

[Chorus 4x]
So shakem' off (Shakem' Off)
Shakem' off (Shakem' Off)
What's up, it's Youngbloodz, we shakem' off (Shakem' Off)

[J-Bo]
They about 5-4, 2 or 3 inches, cut 'em loose
And let 'em bend wit that wind as I guzzle duece
Goose cook, so is she hot wit dat boilin point
Must revolve 'cause these broads wanna lock dat joint
And pick-pocket through all you fools, soon as you choose
Ohh shit, so lock and pause for that girl called
Is a ho, now what you know, so let it go
To show that what she is, is nothin mo'
But a hungry simple freak that'll take yo cash
And laugh and be gone so long you can't even ask
And from what's left, you envy without a dime
So watch out for them felines in heat that cross dat line

[Chorus 4x]

[Sean Paul]
Well I'm Sean Paul, I got gulls galore
You might get a lot of cut but I gets much more

[J-Bo]
Well I'm J-Bo, got these broads in check
Stayin down for the real and got no time to flex

[Sean Paul & J-Bo]
We Be Them YOUNGBLOODZ!!!

[Sean Paul]
Them boyz that got dat mean mugg

[J-Bo]
Stompin in the club, boy gon' get ya scrubbed

[Sean Paul]
I got them gulls goin for that low-low

[J-Bo]
Boy get yourself some face befo' ya let that girl go

[Chorus 4x]

[Pause]

[Chorus 4x]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Against Da Grain

It's Attic Crew, know what I'm saying
Want our corner back, A-Town, home team rule
For real

It's like shake, rattle, roll
It all started 105 Creel Road
And all y'all niggas hitting licks, who didn't know
It's 50 niggas behind these closed doors
So don't lose your grip, don't run your lip
These niggas pull them thangs
And they can't know worth a flip
But whos to blame, time done changed
Feet off in some grease, slicker than it was man
Brand new look, cause its a brand new day
Gonna hit a lick, buy a hoe, then you on your way
See somewhere down the line, you must have fucked up
I was taught not to pay these hoes, to get these hoes legs up
See back in the day, you know it for sho'
Grandma said she ain't play, and they ain't play a radio
So I took up them words, got back on the curb
Now I'm bumping like a mug, ain't no getting the 3rd
Nothing but dirt, being done
Ain't honest work, but it bringing in them funds
I said I'm trapped in this thang, plenty years of being slum
And highly qualified for hitting niggas for they bum nigga

[Hook]
Pop, Pop, Pop, your partner got bust, he's a gonner black
The A-Town niggas want they corner back
[gunfire] Stick em'
We looking for em', don't be wid' em
Cock back and let that thang, thang, hit em', Get em

Now be prepared for when a time come for us to bust
As I engage in ways, out as a stray, like craze
Deep in this everglaze, took ?taser nuts?
Out in the battlefields, now what it is
You can't understand as I fulfill the need
To take it upon myself, to thrash and bash your ass
Now feel the wrath, as we ignite unto the path
So is it a ?? for acting like a bitch
Youngbloodz, Atlantas own, two strong off in this shit
And if with them whips, you trip
Ready to fight for what you claim
As if its a game of nuts, don't see what this might contain
So now you in range to gain the strength off which you feed
But as you can see, you headed for trouble, thats you and me
And with full speeds, you reapin' and tweetin' on down the line
So nigga here it is, cause niggas steady on the grind nigga

[hook]

I'll get em' back, trying to sack up my last little dope
I wonder if these boys got a scope on your fore'
And I know they don't, really don't give a shit
All I know, these niggas puttin' a hand on my profit
Gonna quit, really soon
Got thangs, ?? , right back on the clock and boom and
You losing your motherfucking mind, better realize
You gotta meet up with these country niggas eye to eye
So, don't make no dumb move
You outside your boundary nigga, the home team rule
Remember my nigga, see we done put it down for years
What the hell make you think we just gonna give it up like this
See your dividends, your only friend, gonna get you snatched up
And your back, looking weak, cause money sure can't knuck'
Your casket closed you got stuck in red dirt
And I pray for the family of the victim who got hurt nigga

Now through the dust I seen you coming from a mile away
Now give me three within' this distance and be on your way
Cause nowadays these niggas act as if its all good
To walk around with smiles, as if they know they could
And if they should, I'd be the first to let these niggas know
That I ain't the one to be played, so leave that for them hoes
And to them fake ass niggas who swear they real
Better know what to do before you find yourself revealed

[hook]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Against Da Grain
(feat. Big Boi (OutKast))

[Big Boi]
Uh-huh, yeah, y'knahmtalkinbout?
A-Town connection right heah
You got Youngbloodz, uhh
featurin Daddy Fatsack, y'knahmtalkinbout?
Outkast, y'knahmtalkinbout?
Yeah, like dis.. check it out

[Chorus: repeat 2X (sung)]

I know you're waitin for daddy, it won't be long shawty
Be patient cause I'm comin to you
Ridin dirty on 85, slow, takin it easy
I don't want nothin to keep me from you

[J-Bo]
Now the wind blows as I'm on 85, and chiefin good
with a six-pack a that Colt 45 just like I should
And if I could, I will, I might, get blowed tonight
If thangs go right, I'm gon' cut this hoe tonight
So I'ma get a call, from this broad
Run the game like she ain't ready
But still indeed, she on her knees, keepin thangs steady
like Betty Crocker, the face doctor
just as she swallows with passion
So now she braggin, laggin behind
What questions she now be askin, so time is passin
Now I'm mashin on, I'm gone, livin in the world of hoes
So I suppose, it's goin down deep in yo' city
Cause in these parts, ain't nuthin bad hard times
Now shawty, please, really

[Chorus]

[Big Boi]
Sheeeit
I'm lookin for anythang, gonna cut'em up
like everythang, in my stable
Sir Lucius, with the left foot, is ready willing and able
But these hoes will get on your nerves
Fuck all that kickin 'em to the curb
You lackin that tolerance;
You let the hoe swallow it, get off in yo' parlor an'
stab out to the cajun crab house
or the Jamaican cat house
or the college, frat house
for the gul you just, mad house that rat house
And get you some scrub, she ain't ya girl
Skeet-skeet one off and dip boi
I'm slick as a curl, smooth as a pearl
Don't, don't be givin no gifts boi
On the first date or the worst date
I'm goin all the way on the first play
Like Hail Mary's to field goals
I think I was put here to drill hoes
For real doe; and while you blowin up my,
bar I'm off in your purse
to get my gas money then I'm back on the 'spressway
And I'm out this verse, geyeah!

[Chorus]

[Sean Paul]
Man this shit gettin crazy, this girl wants to face me
Met her jes last week, told me that her name was Stacy
Bad lil' bitch, add her straight to my collection
Jump in my 'llac, in my pocket got protection
For thangs to go down, see I ain't playin around
Got a half a tank of gas, I'm 85 Southbound
It's a long ass way, I'm from the 20 side of thangs
She said it's dead serious, hot like some lighter flames
Oh you know how it go, I'm the nigga, she the hoe
She told me some mo', I shut my Cadillac do'
My hands on the grain, my pedal down to the ground
Ain't got my license, back so I need to slow down
Now I'm scrapin the flo', shawty ain't got on no drawers
Man I'm breakin the law, tryna' get me this broad
I don't know what it is, but shawty fine as hell
Slum-type that I like, straight from A-T-L
Shawty yeah!

[Chorus (to fade)]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Against Da Grain

[hook]
And thats how we keep it crunk, from the club to the streets
To the two door Capri, crunk out with the beat
We shakin' hoes off, cut em' up like a slab
Then hit the studio and take it back to the lab

If 5 on 2, shit its all good, we ride through the hood
In the Delta 88', with that Georgia license plate
These niggas don't know
They don't even wanna show no love to a a nigga like me
So I just stay on the grind, stay down for mine
Trying to get mine in daily
Holla' at me like you know your fo', chiefing on that green green
Never snort a lot of coke, stayed down with the home team
Know what I mean? Some shit have a nigga stressed out
Make him small fast
Bout' 175 will quit to open that cannon and woop your ass
But ya' wait, get a bat face on the one-time while these hoes
Choose on the Attic Crew, my girl already been chose
These stankin' bitches get your boy caught up in that fuck shit
I know they suckin dick, but they thanking the game I spit
I put they ass in a rap and ride out on them hoes
Get wit' my slick partna' then hit the studio

Now see I jumps up, without a doubt
Not a question being asked as you dash, with no way out
Through the whirl-wind I spin, intruders, we break em' in.
Atlanta Georgia, we comin' for ya' with 50 men
In sets of 10, no sippin' gin, we steppin' in
Its the Attic Crew, no flaw within
We them Youngbloodz wit' plenty kin
No ifs, no ands, no buts, no grins
We after you, so what you do is count to three, then click your shoes
Then out the door, back to your hoe, down on the low, straight toe to toe
Cause J-Bo is who I be, won't fuck with you, don't fuck with me
So can't you see through the enemies
You'd besta be all you can fucking be
Stay sucker free, but first get some nuts
Before you fuck around and bite the dust
Now nigga what, so what you got now if you ride out on them ?cruts'?
hook

A day late and a dolla' short
On the cat walk, winding, tryin' to get meat
22 tryin' to see 23, shawty ?three U double T's?
What it ain't gonna be, what it is
Over years I been scratching and scraping
Still ain't came up with nay-thin', let everybody get they time to shine
Still waitin' on mine, ??
In the meantime tryin' to find a loophole
God knows where the next one, for dead
Got bust in the neck, nigga cryin', but the grind don't stop
Like time don't stop, like a nigga who drop
?? casket, cover it up and ride out, ain't got nothin' to be smiling bout'
Only bit ?fake chasers? I'm tryin' to waste
Gotta keep on stackin', gotta keep on packin'
Slackin' gonna get me hemmed up, posted up in the store
With the blow, don't show no flow
As long as though, see hit the gas flow
Gotta play it smart, gotta take it to the heart
Fuckin' around, gonna get you fucked up
?4:30, the hill, law gone?

Always underestimated, great don't gives a fuck, don't make mistakes
Shake em' off gonna get it crunk before this thang get too late
Hold up, wait, my homeboys straight, don't make me go upside your head
Drag your ass across the club, heard what I fuckin' said?
We ain't scared, prepared to take this thang to the streets
Capric-e and Fleetwood ride good Vouges with the beat
You might no understand a damn thang that I speak
I'm slizzard as hell, might stomp your punk ass to sleep
And when this thang get crunk, I pack it up and take it to the lab
Hit that gentlemens club, and grab a couple of hoes off on the ass
Laugh if you will, thank its funny but it ain't
What the fuck you gonna do, when they hit you, stick you for your bank
From the freeze-tag to the Fleetwoods, from the two door to the four door
Who got the leather, who got the cloth, who got the Vougues
With all the hoes, who got the gold, who got that grain
Who got the green, who got the chains, who got the bitch
I got the Fleetwood, girls most likely to complain
See somethangs can't be explained, how we really do this man
Hit the lab, make it talk, now you here me once again
Have you jumpin' and shakin', like you off in that blue flame
Whats really going on holmes, can you really tell me man

[hook]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Against Da Grain
(feat. Backbone, Bone Crusher)

Yeah

[hook]

Early morning to late night, HEY!!!
Gonna give it to ya', just like you like, HEY!!!
Lettin' the world know just what it be, HEY!!!
Look, shawty an' dem' lay you down with hot heat! HEY!!!
Forever grind on this here concrete, HEY!!!
You can quote every word that I speak, HEY!!!
Stay sharp, heavy starch in my crease, HEY!!!
And spit this slang like an automatic piece! HEY!!!

I hear em' hollerin', tell me what do he wanna do
We finna' act a fool, Youngblood, dat Attic Crew
We keep it moving on these suckers in and out of town
Caught em' slipping on that corner, lil' shawty draw down
SWATS, mean mugs and thugs
The art of money making, murder murder, and drugs
Hear what I say, don't play no games, its automatic hit ya'
They say these ladies shady baby, keep your pistol wit' cha
Jump out four doors, let me get that there
Partna, leave it where you standing, sucka get somewhere
Lil' shawty shake some, lil' shawty take some
Shoot a g, bet a g, I say I break some
Gotta get em', split em', let this hot heat penetrate em'
My lil' buddies drop em' on the spot, no hesitation
Better know bout' that, we leave em' stuck like four flat
Gear it up, you seen this here before black

[hook]

You on your last and only way of ever living
And its forbidden to even mention on what your life is riskin'
Gettin' fold, now whether you know, see you S.O.S
Put an S on your chest, see it ain't nothin' less, unless you confess
And go tell the rest on what is real, what is flawed
Where you been, and who you saw, nigga naw
We won't fall for no broad, and all because see we gonna pause
In the night, see they gonna crawl, so listen when we hit ya'
Comin' dead off to you fucking raw, like underdogs
See we gonna win, never was you just a friend, from way back when
Count to ten, now this shit is bout' to end
So suck it in, and get a grip, make your move and make it quick
Before you snooze, you gonna lose, dwellin' on that other shit

[hook]

Now let me tell you how it go man, shackled like the chain gang
Stuck off in this range, trapping, trying to snap my chain man
Here, its an ugly thang, I'm back on these streets again
Own the strength (strem-ph), I'm known to limp
Everything is against da grain
Can't you tell, A-T-L, sack it up, make it sale
Fat sacs keep em' coming back, now they shop with Pelle Pelle
Big time playa, never scared, hill-top nigga, never fell
Terroristic threats, shawty tell em' that this here ?death or trill?
Ain't no time, fuck around with crime, strap it up, sack up them dimes
Chill the Mo',??, billy dee dranking, everyday living fine
Constantly stay on the grind, niggas they don't fuck with mine
Hit em' hard, one hit caught, the other two times can't fuck with mine

[hook]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Against Da Grain

[hook]

6 to 14 in 12, y'all motherfuckers slow as hell
It ain't no mo' going to jail
Cuz' my folk ain't got no mo' bail
Cuz' first it's me, and then it's you
I say first it's me, and then it's you

[J-Bo]
Now over the years as a Youngblood, I done walked out and fought
There's a cost to being brought up, and still I ain't gave a fuck
Not easier said than done, it don't matter how many come
They got you on the lock, striking men into your bums
Sometimes I had no fun, now the law done got me trapped
With my back against the wall, some waiting on me to turn it back
Now that is that, and this is this, and if you miss, you bound to slip
So watch that shit, just as they ship you, and pimp you, and dick you
Takin' you for granted, so nigga you'd besta handle it
Before they catch you slanted, don't panic, you on your own
Now brace yourself, they everywhere off in your town, taking what is left

[hook]

[Sean Paul]
I woke up quick, thought it was about noon
These drawls had me gone, Victorias and perfume
See when it too much good, somethin' got to go bad
Just yesterday got my insurance and tag
Feelin' good never bad, on the way to see flat'
Tryin' to take it to the crib tell my folks bout the zag
Now see I'm in the Lac' so I ain't drivin' too fast
Just my luck, I creeps up on they ass
The police study beats, settin' up this road block
Found out the hard way it's only 10 o'clock
And ain't no room to shake the spot, plus everything tight
Gave em' all my shit, pulled over to the right
And what was said in my head "Now I'm all fucked up"
Like my square, sir tell me what is all this for
I ain't did a damn thang, but I'm back in this wagon
Handcuffin' this clown ass nigga still braggin'
Ain't a damn thang funny, what the hell this be bout'
Tell me where the fuck I'm going, how the hell I get out
See at times like this, you gotta depend on your folk
See we got that lil' bit, but rather spend it on dope
Now I'm out this bitch, see your ass in court
6 to 14 in 12, your too slow

Hey what's up man, hey let me get one of them squares from you folk
I hope these niggas at the house man
Damn man ,these folk got me down here
Bout' some motherfuckin' driver's license man
What kinda shit is that man?
Made my hoe walk to the house
Man I hope these niggas at the crib man
I gotta get the hell up outta here now
That's on the blow
Man these niggas ain't at the attic man
Man, fuck this shit, man
I gotta call my momma, man fuck this

Bologna slab was thick, ain't no grits in my bowl
Tryin' to take it to the crib, and sit on my commode
They took my license, so now my shit is gone
But me and this Cadillac, we got a mind of our own
Wood grain, hill daddy tight
Ready to stomp the gas when I see a flashin' blue light
The reason that we ride like this, ain't got the funds to get the right
Police be takin' out your ass, cash low
Ain't got no place to stash my dope, at the time
Either yours or mine, stay down on da' grind
Servin' niggas with the dope from a blunt to a line
Throw my shit in the bushes make it hard to find
It's 6 to 14 and I ain't fuckin' around

[J-Bo]
I can't help but just to be that nigga, the nigga you can't fuck wit'
Now what the hell, just done happened, as I'm lost in this shit
Off in these cuts, doing what I gotta do, just as I reap bail
And break bail, up out these jail cells, see what I do well
And dat' is your last remark
So don't you start comin' around up here up after dark
Thinkin' you hard, with no regard, cause see I'm a' hit you where it hurts
Quenches the thirst, you in the curse
Makin it bad from worse off in the hearst, from what you done did
I kid you not, Youngbloodz and Attic Crew and takin' shit just as you rottin'
Nigga

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Against Da Grain

Yeah, Attic Crew, Attic Crew and Cooley C my nigga
Yeah, yeah, my nigga, its Attic Crew and Cooley C my nigga
Yeah, Youngbloodz, Youngbloodz and Cooley C my nigga
Um, Mark Twayne

Now it's time to let y'all nigga know about me
Oh I can get mo money, mo money, don't come to me
And everything I say that be on the blow
Rap for the love of money, stack it up once mo'
Going once, going twice, got the O for the LOW
Got my cheese in the soil, tryin' to make my flow grow
Hell no, never fall off
Slip pimpin', you can get it hard or get it soft
All day, round the clock tryin' to get it in
I ain't worried bout' the rich, cause I'm in the wind
All I got is my folks, Lord forgive me for my sins
And if this ain't for me, please make me thank again
Gotta get my shit right, tight like these gurls draws
Let me recognize the game, and all the flaws
While I'm out here, please let me come up
And watch my every step so I don't have to duck
Never wanted this, damn how a nigga stuck?
Hit me on the hill nigga, I'm a' sack it up
Rabbit on my head all day for good luck
On the hustle everyday, but who really gives a fuck

[hook]

So what you got, when you ain't got nothing to show
Thangs movin' slow, can't get your hands on no blow
Ain't got no flow, naw, need some quick cash
If hustlin' is the answer nigga, get up off your ass

I walk about the crib, with my mind on the dough
Been hustlin' these verses, ain't got a damn thang to show
I keep my head up, because I feel it's bout to pop
Done heard about a deal going down at the dock
Critics say it don't stop, til' you get it and it's gone
It's all about the fett', set it off, get it crunk
You catch me on the corner, I'll be buddy with the sacks
Off in the studio it be Twayne with the tracks
Fire, fire, like that dope gettin' smoked everyday
Got a call from my source, he on the way with the llell' (yeah)
Coming in from overseas, bout' 82 ki's
Not a word to be said, everybody hit your knees, lets leave
Get the cheese, make away with the blow
Slip in the door, right before we do the show
Mr. Dope Man, your looking kinda sick
Thangs movin' slow now that you ain't got shit

[hook]

So what you got now, you out of luck
Sellin' your soul to the devil, just to make a quicker buck
But for what, you took a chance, recieving half of some blow
And pushing them quarter ki's underground to keep the flow
It's toe to toe, we can take it to the deepest of the seas
And anybody else who wanna bite, then try a piece
Of these Youngbloodz, bustin' 30 slugs, so just perhaps
You crawlin' out of a shell
Finding ways up out these traps
Like craps, you out to gamble, losing everything you own
And still like to pretend as if this game gonna keep em' known
And do know, you in a ball of burning hell
So might as well take a ride on the weed into the A-T-L
And niggas swear we outdone and out-gunned
So what's the first attempt when they got you on the run
With fun, they shootin' tons of shots, so whose to blame
Nobody but yourself as you hold inside the pain

[hook]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Against Da Grain

[hook]

Now it's the money, that make this here world round'
And it's the money, that make you wanna lay niggas down
And it's the money, that make you and your best buddy fight
But when you ain't got shit, everything is tight
Cause it's the money, that make you wanna flex for them hoes
And it's the money, thats keepin' your nose full of that blow
And it's the money, that make you think that you bulletproof
But niggas 'll do what it takes, just to come up on loot

I came in this thang, a little short on change
All I had was a dime, couple rhymes, and my name
Tryin' to get in where I fit, stuck in this red dirt
Plannin' a way to get this money, but I can't get no work
See some niggas live, and some niggas die
I was hip to the game, can't let no time fly by
And though it's the money, that make you wanna shine
But believe it's the money, that make you want mine
Now nigga for real, got to pay them bills
Money got you fucked up, lay em' down for his
But homeboy still, you ain't even came up
The same way you got it, see your ass gonna get stuck
Thats tought from me, straight from a young buck
If your shoes ain't tied, then you bound to trip up
This money here, is a dangerous weapon, never get attached
You'd better count your blessin's nigga

[hook]

Uh, ever since them first red and black Jordans
Till' when you couldn't get nothin'
for that little girl that you were courtin'
And done always been bout' how much paper you got
That money can get you a little twat, if you ain't gettin' off your rock
That money can make you, or break you
Them police shake you, cause your ridin' big-boy six hundred
Like a nigga ain't supposed to have nuttin', thats worth a lil' somethin'
The reason niggas gettin' chickens in and kickin' in doors
Flippin' Jags and Burbans, living life dirty
You gotta get it in, the only way you know how
Whether you click-click-pow or you delivering flowers
Let the bullet rain showers on the nigga who you know got that flow
Then took his ass straight out the door, for a few G's
A couple of Oz's, and now you broke next week
Them little green court papers'll get you caught up in capers
Gone sour, money got niggas dying by the hour

[hook]

Now is it me, or is it that you can't take it like a man
And stand in these streets and hold your own like a man
And man, ain't it sad, that your man hud (hid) and ran
From the time you started talkin' that shit, just like a man
So do what you can, cause see you lookin' kinda shawt'
Cause indeed you gone bleed on your knees, for now you've lost
In this maze, tryin' to find another way, just to escape all them filthy ways
So shake it off, and shake it loose, just as I've come to say
This ain't no dream, as you gleam, just as you cross between
Them foolish things, for that ol' green, got you seein' things
So what you mean, its the money that got you in this thang
From gettin' squirreled for a buck out in this world

[hook]

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Album : Against Da Grain

[hook]

You'se just a booty club playa (a break yourself pimp)
A hit the club, spend the dub (ol' sucka-ass self) [x4]

[Sean Paul]
When I hit the GC, my money buckled ??
These hoes shakin' they ass, but they ain't shakin' it for free
Lookin' dead at me, finna' get me for what I got
Tattoo on the ass, got my tilly core hot
Now I'm almost out the door, one hour left before they close
Shawty went upstairs, freshened up and changed her clothes
Smellin' good, lil' shawty ?
"Can you lend a couple hundred to your little cuz?"
And he did, so it's on, dj play my favorite song
Shake em' off, she shook em' off, I broke her off
Put the money in her thong
All night long these nigga lookin' at me like I'm wrong
Don't where your playa' partner, do dis' thang til' the money gone

[hook]

[J-Bo]
It's Friday night, so what the hell is their to do?
I guess I'll hit club Niggas and go and get a drank or two
And who do I see at the end of the bar?
It's that booty club playa, the same one without no car
Spendin' his mad little ends on some ass and his friends
And now the night begins as I hit the gentlemens
And then after then, I'm a' go and head over to Magic City
Where I can get slizzard some mo', and see alot mo' titties
And bitties actin' shitty for somethin' they ain't got
So look here shawty, it ain't no need you gettin' hot
For as I take another shot, up on them rocks
Now let me see dat' thang, as I proceed to blow the spot

[hook]

[Sean Paul]
My fare lookin' shawt, done spent all my change
Ain't even got .35 to call a cab man
Nigga I'm big pistol, drank another drank of win'
On the dance wit' cha'
Shawty really, want me to come home wit' her
Chargin' five hundred, but I ain't got it to give her
Put my paper down, cut her up like a swisher
Damn, I'm that club bandit, nigga they call me mister
That nigga in the club payin' bills to your sister

[J-Bo]
Now once again, I go crunk off in the back
Wit' my nigga Mark Twayne and Sean Paul off in the Lac'
And now it's on the crack, and we actin', and cuttin' the fool
For every benjamin that we spend ain't nothin' cool
So I'm a' let you know, just in case you didn't know
That them Attic Crew boys steppin' in just for the low
And if you ain't wit' it, then deal wit' it, I gotsta go
Cause we ain't bout' no games, and you can take that to the store

[hook]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Against Da Grain
(feat. Leroo Wilyams)

I'm saying everybody gettin' tired of the nickel and dime
Know what I'm saying?
Don't waste no time playa hating on another nigga
Know what I'm sayin', get this money man, know what I mean?
See...

I kill for my nigga, die for my nigga
Send your weak body floating in the river
Ways of the day, man nobody knows
If you should be for sure to walk out your door with your 44.
Hell I waited, and I waited, til' I can't wait no mo'
Man, fuck this rap shit, hit my bro', front me some dope
See money thirty times a day, still can't seem to hold
Lower than thirty dollars a month off in a nigga billfold
Now would somebody please let me know, what cha' got to show
For when thangs movin' slow, with only six grams of blow
Life ain't nothing but a struggle when you pit of the poor
Hustle and get it in, like most my niggas rockin' the boat
The strong survive, the weak should die, nigga must stay afloat
Momma still work that 8 to 4 Lord, bless her poor soul
Turn this dope into some lyrics nigga, make it go-go
Be it a million sold, woah, gotta get it for sho'

[hook]
Cause we some full-time grinders, hard time hustlas
Get it how we knew it, from the smoke unto the dust
From tracks to traps, slabs to raps
Spread a little round', make it all come back

Now open up your mind, as we unclog your brain
And wipe away these thoughts of what you ever felt was pain
Cause like rain, it pours, like thunder we roar, your bloods at your ass
So get your face up out the floor
And know that it's real
Cause sometimes I feel the only way to survive is, is just to live
My life day by day, in the way I only should
So who the hell is you to tell me how to live it good
To the good that went bad, from dwellin' in your path
To partna' keep a look out for these niggas startin' to blast
And in a flash, you back at home
Under your sheets weepin' in your sleep
Like when them bitches start that snitchin', I'm a cut you deep
Now take a peep, and tell me what you see
It's dem boys from dat Attic makin' noise in the streets
So don't you come with no hoe shit, or none of that old fuck shit
Me and my niggas out to get it and split it, so nigga duck quick

[hook]

I put my grind down, I pick my rhyme up
Ain't no money loss, I sack it up, who gives a fuck
I'm stuck in the dirt, I put in my work, money to be made
10% in church, oh it's a business now
Don't play that dumb shit, by all these sales that I had I need a lil' bit
Oh now you feelin' this, I knew you would though
A dirty south nigga straight up out the hood bro'
I went from trapped thang off in this rap game
Bid your clientelle, make a sell, it's all the same
And once you recognize, no tears from them eyes
You do that damn thang, wait for that big surprise
They say they know the deal, they say it's all real
They feel what I feel, thats what they need to kill
A nigga tryin' to live, I gotta pay the bill
I lay these rap songs, to make you dance a lil'

[hook]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Against Da Grain

It ain't a thang in this world thats gonna knock me off my feet
As I unleash total chaos into the streets
For I observe these dirty words whispering' through your mouth
So I now I take it you the big dog about the south
Oh really now, though whose to say that we won't never make it
Or even get the chance to tell the world just how we made it
Cause know that we gonna keep it crunk, no matter what
Now who the fuck, just al nut, it's a must for you to get crushed
So don't rush to get dat' change
You'd besta wake on up and take a look inside this frame
For everything ain't everything when times are gettin' rough
To pressure is your conscience in this game you callin' bluff
Now nigga what, yeah

Oh, a lot of hatin' went on doing this thang here
Folks just swore we wasn't finna' put it down for the A-town
You know what I'm saying? I ain't gotta call no names
Cause you know who you are
You know what I'm sayin'
All I got to say to all of y'all is...
You can't keep nobody from the Attic down
Know what I'm sayin', and thats on the floor

Yea, it's me, remember me from back in the day
The same ol' nigga you thought wouldn't get paid
Look at me now nigga, shit done changed
Ain't no mo' gettin' wet in the rain
Hennessey and dank to kill all my pain
Sho' nuff' you can hear, but you can't feel me man
And it's a damn shame, we go through what we do
Playa hatin' while I'm chillin' on the avenue
Can't hold no nigga down from the Attic Crew
Thats for trill on the blow, straight from me to you
Better listen up now, cause ain't no tellin' whats next
The dem' between real and the ones that flex
All in your face grinnin' when you cash that check
But when they get down and dirty it's like "fuck dat' bitch"
Ass nigga, so how you figga' I was wrong
Got a baby, and a crib to keep clothes on
Long time ago, way before the grind
Trouble had become a friend of mine
You off up in my head, its just a matter of time
Before I rip shit apart and let Sean Paul shine
Like dem' folks open face off in yo' grill
I ain't tryin' to be greedy, I'm just tryin' to live
Now that the picture clear, and you know what I mean
Being broke all again slick it's just a dream

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Against Da Grain

(Wodie, Shawty, Shawty, Wodie) [X4]

Now this one there that for them country folk
Them heavy Chevy ridin' players with them hundred spokes
And when I holla shawty shawt I know ya hear me, hoe
And since you hard like blow, now tell me what you in for
You and your partner ride a Benz, but your endz low
You shake it, we take it, that's how we get it on the blow
You, you wit, that's how we do it shawty, you ain't know?
How to get it, willing to risk it with my cashload
We sweepin', really we creepin', I chop you up bro
Me and my nigga dead serious, like facin' death row
'Bout that paper, my nigga serious bout that cashflow
Punk ass, while I be comin' straight up out that Alto
ATL and New Orleans will chop you up, bro

[chorus]
Now where I'm from, we say Wodie
And where I'm from, we say Shawty
ATL and New Orleans
Now how we do it when we do it Wodie, (U-Way)
Now where I'm from, we say Wodie
And where I'm from, we say Shawty
ATL and New Orleans
Now how we do it when we do it Shawty, (U-Way)

'Gon slide them thangs out that attic, time ta polish 'em down
We about to get it krunk, and let the violence go down
Niggas ducked off in cuts, niggas sittin' on top of houses
Pull my gun out like "What!", niggas run away like cowards
Smoke angeldust, be ridin' at night in Jags and stuff
And hit a nigga, prolly turn into a massacre
I'm tellin' ya
Please don't play, cause all day I been inhalin' blunts
And my whole mind is blown away
I feel like killing stuff (Skurt!)
I pull up in a dropped Hummer
And shoot 50 at them cocksuckers
Say biaatch, it don't, Wodie let me get 'em
Just gimme the word, Unless shawty gonna spit 'em
Nigga's blessings be with 'em, cause Lil Wayne burn niggas
Bet them they gon try up for listenin' flippin' jurn(?) niggas
Y'all better learn niggas, If ya dumb, she can't chea(?)
Represent Cash Money, for all time, ATL. (Atlanta)

[chorus]

We be them boys, have fro's with them grills
And we be them boys, who gon' show you how it is
From New Orleans, to ATL, my nigga, we let it loose
So watch what you sayin', before we back the tap on you
I got a, teck, it's on
From the night to the early morn
Young Bloodz, and Hot Boys, see we gon' let this shit be known
Brother it's on, we gone, see we gon' hit you with some shit
To make you bop ya head, and cut the food straight on that bitch
Don't be surprised, in time, cause we gon' show you how we do it
Cause when we do it, that's how we do it, Snizza off that fluid
So get to it, my nigga
And don't you fall, my nigga
It's Attic Crew, with Cash Money, on the rise (rise, rise, rise)

[chorus X2]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Drankin Patnaz
(feat. Lil' Jon)

[Intro]
OK, OK, OK
This Sean Paul, Lil John, J-Bo, Youngbloodz
You already know how we do it homeboy
It's A-Town (105 Road for dem hoes)
It's A-Town (east side for dem hoes), Attic Crew you already know
Lil John, Eastside Boyz and yo boy Sean Paul let me tell ya like dis here boy

[Sean Paul]
They callin' me to come back to the streets, Sean P. a.k.a Sharp Crease
Said it was necessary, these sucka niggaz out here very scary
They come from the hole they livin' in the month of February
OK then put a sissy nigga on display then
Kick in ya door and have my folk dem bring dem K's in
I'm still Attic A-double T-I-C
It ain't a hoe out there fo real who don't know 'bout me
Bitch I'm fo sho wit it don't make me pop that trunk to the 'Lac
Bitch I will go get it and I ain't selfish I will let you and your hoe feel it
Won't catch me sippin' on no Cris and got a cold billy
It's Youngbloodz A-Town malt liquor sippin', comin' straight from the gutter
Toe-tag a motherfucker, leave 'em under a cover
Lil John he drop the beat that make ya bounce like rubber
Sean Paul he tote the heat to make ya mug then slug ya yeah

[Hook: Lil' Jon]
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit

[J-Bo]
I post up get to it, drink hand in hand
They call me Mr. Herringbone cuz that's my right hand man
Old school straight foolish like no other indeed
With Lil John it's Youngbloodz they crunk as can be
Attic Crew 105 that's if you lookin to rumble
Cock back bust aim now I done got yo number
In the club you gone feel it when it drop this summer
Like rain we gone pour and hit you hard like thunder
Cuz in the Dirty we dem boys that drank you under the table
Where dem niggaz pimp hoes in fly suits and gators
In my Chevy so super I'm the one to call
Just dial 1-800-430 slash ALCOHOL
And dawg I'm not the one that you really just wanna clown
I'm cool in my way, but shit still I shut 'em down
And piss on them haters J-Bo he cuts a fool
In the cut 'bout slizzard somewhere that's how we do

[Hook]

[Sean Paul]
Out of town hard heads get swiss cheesed up
And you gon' need more than stitches to patch that leak up
Chump like me up my mouth TB'd up
With the plush leather guts steady grippin' the butt
Oh you fo sho with it, then pull yo pistol
Show a nigga you ain't hoe with it
And I ain't selfish I will let you and your folk feel it
Talkin' big boy shit
Mean muggin' like a motherfucker my hand on my dick

[J-Bo]
Cuz at a grip we keep it jumpin' like it ain't nuttin' new
We started off with Shake Em Off so look potna oh guess who
It's them boys from the bottom who took you down 85
And hit you with that U-Way so look here don't be surprised
We buckin' blowin' chillin' and sippin' on something good
I'm peepin' out the scenery and wishin' a nigga would
In case it just might pop I'm 'bout ready to lock and load
To take you thru the South to show you how we throw dem bows

[HOOK]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Drankin Patnaz
(feat. Cutty)

[Chorus: Cutty]
I'm chillin, wood spinnin
No Bentley's, Cadillac pimpin
I'm cruisin, hoes choosin
That's cool cuz I'm Cadillac pimpin
Spoke spinnin, gold grillin
Liquor spillin, Cadillac pimpin
Keep ridin, car slidin
That's cool cuz I'm Cadillac pimpin

[J-Bo]
Now as I grip and dive, I smoke on to keep a high
In the sky, as I emphasize the right to reply
With these words you under heard I swerve through a blur
Dodging these fuck niggaz who figure we outta splurge
And if happen to have the nerve, see homeboy you made a choice
For the crime you standing on and walking on is getting poise
Plus the Cadillac's we pimpin so slightly you been slippin
On really how it goes when these ties begin to grippin
And shiftin and whole takin to the spot where hoes shakin
I'm quakin, ridin on out - am I gon make it?
And pimp fool like niggaz with gataz without no chaperone
So see, we been doing this from way back long
'92, aqua blue, on them thangs we roll
With a cup full of liquor blowing good on swole
So let's ride til we can't ride no damn more
We Cadillac pimpin hard see my nigga fa sho'

[Chorus]

[Sean Paul]
Sure be white Cadillac but I called it to go
This your boy Sean Paul, baby tell 'em the truth
So roll Old Fleetwood with the two door coup
All platinum bill with the fifth wheel too
And give truth to these suckas something overdue
Ride a 'Lac like a true playa 'posed to do
Old school, slant back with a jigga too
Tan gold wit some bows like a poster boo
Old school, gold chain, still grippin the grain
Show a crease in my jeans, stay ahead of the game
Got a, piece on my grill, diamonds off in the back
And got so many hoes had to change up my 'Lac
All day I don't know how to act
Got this game down pat, sure be running the track
Get some money from these hoes and see how they react
Show 'em how a real nigga come down like that

[Chorus]

[Sean Paul]
I got a 'Lac with a rag, Loui Vuitton top
Diamond cut interior, 15's the knot
I'ma be a last nigga from the ATL
Y'all hell, feel eyes and the playa can sell
When you see me in the street, holla at me playa
My bitch got duke, e, rose and wine, boo as fine as hell
Through the strip'll never die, only time'll tell
To be in, it's Cadillac steerin wheel

[J-Bo]
Say what, gather round for this two door show
We let the spillin go, rillin in the Eldorado
We rollin through the spot to see which hoes gon follow
Cuz we get cool and down passin rounds of bottle
With a gloss so clean, I put this thing in throttle
For we out and cruise in the wind like roscoe
So you gonna know us when you see us when we ride on by slow
Cuz this shit'll never end through the eyes of my foes

[Chorus 2x]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Drankin Patnaz

And not once but twice am I back on line
Remarkably delivering these words of mine
And when I come forth I come with such a force
You believe that it's been nice since the last time you felt the need
And that's to get loose and let you soul be free
Cause when we step out in this vision you gon' surely see
And aint no way in hell we gon' let that ride
While you huggin' on the wall bein' cool denied
Now it done jumped off in the blind of an eye
And everybody's off the hook feelin' good and high
Cause it's the last call for alcohol so just jook and drink
and have a ball cause' we gon' party long until the wee hours
And will it ever end I truly don't doubt it
Youngbloodz is the truth you seen now go shout it
And come back tomorrow and watch the world crowd it

My drankin patna, my ace, my dawg, know who I'm gon' call
My drankin patna, my ace boon coon, when it's time to cut the fool
My drankin' patna, my buddy, by cuzz, loud when he get 'em a buzz
My drankin' patna, my nigga, my folk, gotta drink and he got to smoke, my drankin patna

You know I'm a come in a blunt of 'dro and a corner of hen'
My drankin patna get to it 'fore the day begin
Spillin' hen' all up in the Benz
I'm try'na get to my patna so he can sip some wit' me
We get drunk, bein' tipsy for sissies
Just might get locked up
Cause I can't stop the swervin' have these rims keep hittin' the curves
And just me and my roll dawg always go half
when he got it man he won't crash
my mo'fuckin' patna
hit the trap, cut it, roll it, and smoke it and still got some to put in the glass
my nigga just ought a
fill up my cup see I'm a drunk and man I can't get enough
and when I'm wit' my patna,
aint worried bout who drunk the liquor 'cause I know it won't nothin' but us

[CHORUS]

See that's my dawg, that's my folk, that's my buddy
The nigga that I call to smoke
Drankin' good, him and I, on the go
Cup for cup, blow for blow, high or low,
In da wind, crashin' in, settin' it off, pass the hen'
Out the in, crunk as eva, and still at it again
Chic'd up, on the flo' its just me and my drankin patna
I'm only hittin' the club wit' a drank of low, getting' drunk off a dub
Fuck around get knocked up when your folk wanna slow up
You fuck around and get popped in yo' fuckin' wit' my patna
We don't play those games and kind of slizzard, but we neva been lame
I'm at the bar with my patna spendin' all my change
try'na get it all once again with my

[CHORUS 2X]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Drankin Patnaz

[Chorus - Sean Paul]
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
(Got my mind on my money, and my money on my mind)

[Verse 1 - Sean Paul]
I got my mind on my money, my money on my mind
The thing I got I sell it, to get it all the time
A nickle or a dime, a half or a pound
Long as my bitch ridin', I'll put a nigga down
Im a playa from the jump, a hustler from the start
Something in your chest, then open up your heart
Im bouta bet it,like Memphis 10, they get it get it
Gotta have it have it, take it all, man if they let me
Ima run it, put somethin' on it, instead of bet it
It's that money, don't make no money, buddy I'm ready
Can I get it? It's win or lose, you know the rules
We rollin', we didn't hit it, now pay your dues

[J-Bo]
Now when it comes to gettin' that cash flow
Im all about that paper, no credit, just straight dough
And for all who don't know, there's money out to be made
So get it while you can, and still it's just a phase
In the eyes of a hustler nigga, you'd be amazed
That time waits for no one, so God, I pray
Try hard not to fall thru life stuck unemployed
So instead I keep on livin' what's given within my void
Put a end after hours scrapin' up all my change
From quarters to dimes, as you see, this ain't no game
So pick up on your pimpin', get on it and never slip
Cuz all on my mind is my money fully gripped (fully gripped)

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Sean Paul]
Just call me, the money maker, bread taker
Nigga Breaker, the pocket raper, money scraper
May do me a favor, stay the fuck up out my way-a
The rock that I can take it buddy to collect my paper
That might save ya, think of no anger, no player hater
No bumpin' heads, when it come to gettin' this paper
Im a player, runnin' wit the, hand that was dealt
Flippin' my work, ridin' the left, fully equipped
Aint fuckin' wit hoes, unless talkin 'bout bread
Duckin' these streets, givin' these strangers some head
Bringin' it back, makin' sho', my pockets swole
Workin' the streets, now they know they my hoes

[J-Bo]
I must ain't had it, I gotta get it
Nothin' to lose, shoot me a quarter, and watch me flip it
Shakin' these haters down the line, they somethin' wicked
You on a roll then pay yo' dues, then buy a ticket
Gather your cheddar 'round this world, there's nothin' better
But keep it boomin' like a system, thru any weather
Stackin' my green, that's somethin good, I'm on a mission
Trappin' hard just like I should, no penny pinchin'
And for the gold, we steady missin', and reminisin'
Buy some S, ain't even hittin', so stop yo' flippin
Cuz when I pull in all my cheese you besta know
There ain't no playin' wit my thang when you see my foe
Act like ya know

[Chorus - x2]

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Artist : YOUNGBLOODZ
Album : Drankin Patnaz
(feat. Backbone)

[Verse 1 - Sean Paul]
Now everybody pull ya' whips out, get 'em shined up
Hit the mirror make sure ya' boy leaned up
Brush up out the clean up, ya' team freezed up
I know you knew the name, gull, when you seen us
Walkin' up in the V.I-P.I.M.P when I walked by
Man, I, don't holla at no lame ho's
I go to the bar, get somethin' to sip on, for my folk
Man, this is how is goes down, where I stay
When them Tram boys done had a good day
Then I'ma buy the bar up, later on tear the car up
Flip a new one by the mornin', nigga back crunk
Good Times, if you in the club blowin' good pine
Freakin' ho's while ya' car bein' stripped down
Sick now, nowhere for her to sit down
Ya' Escalade, man, it's sittin' on bricks now

[Chorus - Seal Paul]
Lean Low (Bitch!) To the Flo' (Bitch!)
Can you work it, can you twerk it lemme know

Yeah, I'ma lean low (Nigga!) To the Flo' (Nigga!)
Can you pay what you weight gimme mo'

But Can Ya' lean low? (Bitch!) To the Flo'? (Bitch!)
Can you work it, can you twerk it lemme know

Yeah, I'ma lean low (Nigga!) To the Flo' (Nigga!)
Can you pay what you weight gimme mo'

[Verse 2 - J-Bo]
I pull up bumpin Attic, choppin, whippin' the wheel
Straight fresh off that Drizzle boy you know who it is
It's them loud-mouth motherfuckers at it again
Poppin' bottles, cuttin' up, livin' life to the end
So lean low, if you feelin like I'm feelin', let's go
Got a cup, throw it up, now hit the flo'
Shawty choosin' wit' a look and I know
Gotta lighter, fire it up and just blow
And just puff till you can't no mo'
We in the mix, backfacin' cuz that's just how it go
At the bar, we trippin', throwin' it up
Like kings in a castle, yeah we toastin' it up
So everybody, clap, and break it down
Cuz we the same old fools slidin' thru yo' town
So on yo' mark, get ready for this brand new era
Drankin' Patnaz is the name, it don't get no better

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Backbone]
Stay workin' back do', till every sack is sold
Ima hit you in the back wit' hot callico
If not then my rock, it I can hardly afford
Old school at the bar buyin' bottles of Moe
We swervin' Cheverolets up and down the road
When you hear "Shorty in town" hide ya' ho
Cuz aww shit, lil' buddy fire the dro'
I stay, fresh a fool, keep a crease in my clothes
Im puttin' on the scene, and let the champagne flow
Im tryin' to get outta here wit' somethin' freaky to poke
You know what it is, you seen it befo'
We call him "H2O, he froze ice cold"
What the fuck you sayin'? This shit is fa sho'
Tell Sean to keep 'em comin', gon' and order one mo'
Lil' Girl, work it out on the flo'
Post up young G, get drunk some mo'

[Chorus Until Fade]

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