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Free Download Mp3 – Tyga – Rack City

Rack, Rack City, bitch
Rack, Rack, Rack City, bitch
Rack, Rack, Rack, Rack City, bitch.
Mustard on the beat.

Rack City, bitch
Rack, Rack City, bitch
Ten, ten, ten twenties on yo titties, bitch.
100 deep, V.I.P
No guest list.
T-T Raww, you don’t know who you fuckin’ wit.
Got my other bitch
Fuckin’ wit my other bitch.
Fuckin’ all night
Nigga we ain’t celibate.
Nigga say I’m too dope
I ain’t sellin’ it.
Bar fresher than a motherfuckin’ peppermint.
G-gold letterman
Last king killin’ shit.
Y-Young Money, Young Money
Yeah, we gettin’ rich.
Got yo grandma on my dick
Haha, girl you know what it is.

Rack City, bitch
Rack, Rack City, bitch
Ten, ten, ten twenties and them fifties, bitch.
I’m a motherfuckin’ star (star)
Look at the paint on the car (car)
Too much rim make the ride too hard
Tell that bitch hop out,
Walk the boulevard.

I need my money pronto
Get it in the mornin’ like Alonzo, Rondo.
Green got cheese like a nacho.
If you ain’t got no ass, bitch wear poncho.
Head honcho, got my seat back.
Niggas starin’ at me, don’t get bapped.
Got my shirt off, the club too packed.
It’s too turnt, goin’ up like gas.
Godddamn pull out my rags
Mike, Mike Jackson, nigga, yeah I’m bad.
Rat-tat-tat-tat tatted up in my back
All the hoes love me
You know what it is.

Rack City, bitch
Rack, Rack City, bitch
Ten, ten, ten twenties and them fifties, bitch.

Throwin’ hun’eds, hun’eds
Hun’eds, hun’eds
Throwin’ hun’eds, hun’eds
Rack City, bitch
Rack, Rack City, bitch
Hun’eds, hun’eds
Throwin’ hun’eds, hun’eds
Hun’eds, hun’eds
Rack City, bitch
Rack, Rack City, bitch.

Free Download Mp3 – Bruno Mars – It Will Rain Mp3 and Lyric

If you ever leave me, baby,
Leave some morphine at my door
‘Cause it would take a whole lot of medication
To realize what we used to have,
We don’t have it anymore.

There’s no religion that could save me
No matter how long my knees are on the floor
So keep in mind all the sacrifices I’m makin’
To keep you by my side
To keep you from walkin’ out the door.

‘Cause there’ll be no sunlight
If I lose you, baby
There’ll be no clear skies
If I lose you, baby
Just like the clouds
My eyes will do the same, if you walk away
Everyday, it’ll rain, rain, rain

I’ll never be your mother’s favorite
Your daddy can’t even look me in the eye
Ooh, if I was in their shoes, I’d be doing the same thing
Sayin’ “There goes my little girl
Walkin’ with that troublesome guy”

But they’re just afraid of something they can’t understand
Ooh, but little darlin’ watch me change their minds
Yeah for you I’ll try I’ll try I’ll try I’ll try
I’ll pick up these broken pieces ’til I’m bleeding
If that’ll make you mine

‘Cause there’ll be no sunlight
If I lose you, baby
There’ll be no clear skies
If I lose you, baby
Just like the clouds
My eyes will do the same, if you walk away
Everyday, it’ll rain, rain, rain.

Oh, don’t just say (don’t just say) goodbye (goodbye),
Don’t just say (don’t just say) goodbye (goodbye)
I’ll pick up these broken pieces ’til I’m bleeding
If that’ll make it right

‘Cause there’ll be no sunlight
If I lose you, baby
There’ll be no clear skies
If I lose you, baby
Just like the clouds
My eyes will do the same, if you walk away
Everyday, it’ll rain, rain, rain

Free Download Mp3 Beyoncé – Run The World Mp3 and Lyric

Girls, we run this motha (yeah!) x4
GIRLS!

Who run the world? Girls! x4
We run this motha? Girls! x4
Who run the world? Girls! x4

[Beyonce - Verse 1]

Some of them men think they freak this like we do
But no they don’t
Make your cheques come at they neck,
Disrespect us no they won’t

Boy don’t even try to take us
Boy this beat is crazy
This is how they made me
Houston, Texas baby
This goes out to all my girls
That’s in the club rocking the latest
Who will buy it for themselves and get more money later

I think I need a barber
None of these hoes can fade me
Im so good with this,
I remind you im so hood with this

Boy im just playing, come here baby
Hope you still like me, If you hate me
My persuasion can build a nation
In this our, our love we can devour
You’ll do anything for me

[Chorus]

Who run the world? Girls! x4
We run this motha? Girls! x4

Who run the world? Girls! x4

[Beyonce - Verse 2]

It’s hot up in here
DJ don’t be scared to run this, run this back
I’m repping for the girls who taking over the world
Have me raise a glass for the college grads

Anyone rolling I’ll let you know what time it is
You can’t hold me
I work my 9 to 5 betta cut my check
This goes out to all the women getting it in,
Get on your grind
To the other men that respect what I do
Please accept my shine

Boy you know you love it
How we’re smart enough to make these millions
Strong enough to bare the children
Then get back to business
See, you better not play me
Don’t come here baby
Hope you still like me
If you hate me!

[Bridge]

My persuasion can build a nation
In this hour
Our love we can devour
You’ll do anything for me

[Chorus]

Who run the world? Girls! x4
We run this motha? Girls! x4
Who run the world? Girls! x4