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Wale Feat. Lady GaGa - Chillin'

Paroles :
Na Na Na Na... Na Na Na Na... Hey Hey Hey... Goodbyeeeeee... Hey!

[Lady GaGa:]
Lookin at, lookin at, lookin at me
Look at that, look how they lookin at me
Eyes all sticky like honey on bees
Look at that, look how they lookin at me

[Wale:]
Yeah DC chillin, PG chillin
My name WALE and I came to get It
Came to get it, came to get it
My name Wale

[Verse 1: Wale]
SHIIIT This how you start of 09
Kickin in the door, and I'm everybody problem
Stuntin in some other Jordan Nines
I got Phil Knight talkin about "How you got them? "
Let's talk about the cars ya'll got
You say you got alotta whips, well I got a Lot
I got the right to be cocky
Get so much cut disc jockeys jock me
You niggas mad that you not me
I remain a Giant and your Jeremy Shockey
And if you ain't heard me properly
If you speak garbage, then we no capice
DC chillin, PG chillin, floor to the ceilin
Stuntin in my Billion-Air, gear on my
Millionaire Frames, that's money on my mind, WALE

[Bridge: Lady GaGa]
Get em all, get em all, pack it all up
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
Across the pond, they all know us
International... Whoaaaa!
Driving my car to a foreign place
Lookin at me, now they know my face
We want it all now, we got all YESSSS
Look At That, Look at how they lookin at usss

[Verse 2: Wale]
Yea, they keep sayin whale but my name Wal-e
Ho's call me "Mr. Never Wear The Same Thang"
You redundant, you never ever change
And I'm the same way, M.I.A.
And me Cool and Dre get high like planes
Your man Wale in his own damn lane
Can't control the box, you are no Mills Lane
Ain't heard DC since Sardines came
Ha! And I made ya'll love it
We don't cop plea's, but ya'll don't cop nothin
Police come around don't nobody say nothin
And you be with the cops, you niggas is McLovin
Dark liquor till we busted
Till I got a buzz like that nigga Chris Mullen
District Of Columbia
You Bernie Mac funny, we ain't scared of none of ya!

[Lady GaGa:]
Get em all, get em all, pack it all up
Stack up your funds like a million bucks
Across the pond, they all know us
International... Whoaaaa!
Driving my car to a foreign place
Lookin at me, now they know my face
We want it all now, we got all YESSSS
Look At That, Look at how they lookin at usss

[Wale:]
Yeah DC chillin, PG chillin
My name WALE and I came to get It
Came to get it, Came to get It
My name Wale

[Verse 3:]
Dre, pick 'em, ah, pick'em, I'll shut em all down
Haters in the crowd, if you see 'em point them out
Stacks in my jeans, broads on the scene
Folarin be ballin for all ya'll to see
Ain't I something? The way I'm stuntin
My material girls give 'em A-Rod moneyyy!
LV on my luggage
Them Bammas goin hate, and I love it, fuck 'em

[Lady GaGa:]
Lookin at, lookin at, Lookin at me
Look at that, look how they lookin at me
Eyes all sticky like honey on bees
Look at that, look how they lookin at me

[Wale:]
DC chillin, PG chillin
My name WALE and I came to get It
Came to get it, came to get It
My name Wale

Ke$ha- Tik Tok

Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
(Hey, what up girl?)
Put my glasses on, Im out the door - Im gonna hit this city (Lets go)
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
Cause when I leave for the night, I aint coming back
Im talking - pedicure on our toes, toes
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
Boys blowing up our phones, phones
Drop-toping, playing our favorite cds
Pulling up to the parties
Trying to get a little bit tipsy

[CHORUS]
Dont stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight
Til we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the click
But the party dont stop
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

[Chorus]

Aint got a care in world, but got plenty of beer
Aint got no money in my pocket, but Im already here
Now, the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got swagger
But we kick em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger
Im talking about - everybody getting crunk, crunk
Boys trying to touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk
Now, now - we goin til they kick us out, out
Or the police shut us down, down
Police shut us down, down
Po-po shut us -
[Chorus] x 2

DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
You got me now
You gotta that sound
Yea, you got me
DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
Get your hands up
Put your hands up
No, the party dont stop until I walk in

[Chorus] x 2

Black Eyed Peas- I Gotta Feeling

I gotta feeling...
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
I gotta feeling...
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
I gotta feeling... woohoo
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
I gotta feeling... woohoo
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night (beep)

Tonight's the night, night
Let's live it up
I got my money
Let's spend it up (beep)
Go out and smash it
Like Oh My God
Jump off that sofa
Let's get, get... off (beep)

I know that we'll have a ball
If we get down and go out and just loose it all
I feel... stressed out I wanna let it go
Let's go way out spaced out and loosing all control [chee chee chee] [last beep]

Fill up my cup... Mozoltov
Look at her dancing, just take it... off [appeal]
Let's paint the town, we'll shut it down
Let's burn the roof and then we'll do it again [beep]

Let's do it
Let's do it
Let's do it, let's do it
And do it
And do it
Let's live it up (beep)
And do it
And do it
And do a' do a' do it
Let's do it
Let's do it
Let's do it

I gotta feeling... woohoo
that tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
I gotta feeling... woohoo
that tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night (beep)

Tonight's the night (eh!)
Let's live it up (let's live it up)
I got my money (okey)
Let's spend it up (let's s!pend it up)
Go out and smash it (smash)
Like oh my God (like oh my God)
Jump off that sofa (come on)
Let's get, get... off [beep]

Fill up my cup (Drink) Mozolotov (Lahyme)
Look at her dancing (Move it move it), just take it... off [beep]
Let's paint the town (paint the town), we'll shut it down (we'll shut it down)
Let's burn the roof (woo-o-o-o-o) and then we'll do it again

Let's do it
Let's do it
Let's do it (let's do it) let's do it
And do it (and do it)
And do it
Let's live it up (beep)
And do it (and do it)
And do it (and do it)
And do a' (a') do a' (a') do it (and do it)
Let's do it (let's do it)
Let's do it (let's do it)
Let's do a' (a') do a' (a) do it

Here we come, here we go, We gotta rock
Easy come, easy go, now we on top
Feel the shot, body rock, rock it don't stop
Round and round, up and down around the clock (beep)

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday (do it!)
Friday, Saturday, Saturday to Sunday (do it!)
Get, get, get, get, get with us, you know what we say, say
Party every day, p-p-p-party every day

And I'm feelin'... woohoo
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night
I gotta feeling... woohoo
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good night
That tonight's gonna be a good, good night...
Woohoo

Lady GaGa-Starstruck

(feat. Space Cowboy & Flo Rida)

Groove. Slam. Work it back. Filter that. Baby bump that track.
Groove. Slam. Work it back. Filter that. Baby bump that track.
Groove. Slam. Work it back. Filter that. Space Cowboy just play that track.
Gaga in the room. So StarStruck Cherry Cherry Cherry Cherry Boom Boom.

Rollin' up to the club on the weekend
Stylin' out to the beat that you're freakin'
Fantasize I'm the track that you're tweakin'
Blow my heart up Put your hands on waist pull the fader
Blow my heart up
Run it with the original flavor
Cue me up I'm the 12 on your table I'm so StarStruck

Chorus:
I'm so StarStruck
Baby cause blow my heart up
I'm so StarStruck
Baby cause you blow my heart up

I'm so StarStruck
Baby cause blow my heart up
I'm so StarStruck
Baby cause you blow my heart up

Baby now that were alone gotta request
Would you make me number one on your play list?

Got your Dre headphones with the left side o
Wanna scratch me back and fourth? Uh huh

Put your hands on my waist pull the fader
Run it back with the original flavor

Get breakdown first
Up until the chorus
To the verse
Re-ke-re-ke-Reverse

Chorus
Hey lil' mamma like really, really is that him
I done seen you before what you got on them big rims
Enter that cash flow, I'm like baby you don't trip
So shawty say hand over your signature right here
Like adjust the dotted line like I'm supposed to sign
How she at it, a fanatic and I think it's goin' down
She so star struck, the gal all stuck
I should have had a dose of too many StarBucks
Ain't never seen a balla, paper that stack taller
Notice who let the top back on the Chevy Impala
Hummers and all that fully loaded with two spoilers
What did you call that when you showed up with two dollar

But that's another chapter, son of a bachelor
All on me, just spotted a baby actor
Complete swagga, they do the dagger
Got what she wants, shawty happily ever after

Chorus

Groove. Slam. Work it back. Filter that. Baby bump that track.
Groove.Slam.Work it back.Filter that.Baby bump that track.

Groove. Slam. Work it back. Filter that. Space Cowboy just play that track.
Baby now that were alone gotta request
Would you make me number one on your play list?

Got your Dre headphones with the left side o
Wanna scratch me back and fourth? Uh huh

Put your hands on my waist pull the fader
Run it back with the original flavor

Get breakdown first
Up until the chorus
To the verse
Re-ke-re-ke-Reverse

Chorus

Keri Hilson-Turn My Swag On

Hopped up out the bed
Turned my swag on
Took A look in the mirror
Said wassup (yeaaah)
I'm gettin' money (oh)


(Keri)
They told me round the hood
(What they say?)
Everytime they see me I look good (yeah)
(Why?)
I get money (yeah)

If you be hatin just be mad at yourself
I bet you think this song is about, don't you (yeah)
But I did it without you (yeah)

Said this is for them chicks who be handlin they business
Got M ups to them hatas cause we to busy winnin
You can't tell us nothin
You can't tell me nothin
If you ain't gettin money
Then you ain't got nothin for me

Cause I be gettin paper like you wouldn't believe
And I be gettin hatas like you wouldn't believe
So wassup (yeah)
Boy stop (yeah)

Swag ain't something you can wear on your neck
You can buy you a chain but you can't buy respect
I'm a walk it
Like I talk it
So you never forget

And if you get your swag on
Let me hear you say
Yeah Yeah Yeah
If you wake up in the mornin
And you turn your swag on
Let me hear you say
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Let Me hear you say
Yeah Yeah Yeah

(Turn my swag on)


Hopped up out the bed
Turned my swag on
Took A look in the mirror
Said wassup (yeaaah)
I'm gettin' money (oh)

Lady GaGa- Paper Gangsta

[V1:]
Midnight rush, with a pen in my hand
Dinkin Lincoln, sand-script with a fan
Remembering me, before it began
Sometimes I felt so Def in the Jam

Cuz the ones who loved me, told me to stop
Like homegirl can't catch shit if it drops
A superwoman chick, you know that I am
Some shit don't fly by me in a man

[BRIDGE:]
Cuz I do not accept any less
Than someone just as real, as fabulous

[CHORUS:]
Don't want no PAPER GANGSTA
Won't sign away my life to
Someone whose got the flavor
But don't have no follow through
Don't want no PAPER GANGSTA
Wont sign no monkey papers
I don't do funny business
Not interested in fakers
Don't want no PAPER GANGSTA
Oo ohhhh
Don't want no PAPER GANGSTA
Oo ohhh

[V2:]
Got something really shiny to start
Want me to sign there on your Range Rover heart?
I've heard it before
Yeah, the dinners were nice
Till your diamond words melted into some ice

You should been rapping to the beat of my song Mr. California,
PAPER GANGSTA and I'm lookin' for love, not an
empty page full of stuff that means nothing but
“you've been played”

[BRIDGE:]
Cuz I do not accept any less
Than someone just as real, as fabulous

[CHORUS X2]

Fergie- Labels Or Love

Shopping for labels, shopping for love
Manolo and Louis, is all I'm thinking of

Shopping for labels, shopping for love
1, 2
Manolo and Louis, it's all I'm thinking of
1, 2, 3 Turn the lights on.

I already know what my addiction is
I be looking for labels, I ain't looking for love
I shop for purses while love walks out the door
Don't cry, buy a bag and get over it
And, I'm not concerned with all the politics
It's a lot of men I know I could find another.
What I know, is that I'm always happy when I walk out the store, store

I'm guessing Supercalifragi-sexy, nothing to be playing with
I love him, hate him, kiss him, diss him, tryna to walk a mile in my kicks

Love's like a runway but which one do I love more?
No emotional baggage, just big bags filled with Dior
Love's like a runway, so what's all the fussing for?
Let's stop chasing those boys and shop some more.
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, Turn the lights on.

I know I might come off as negative
I be looking for labels, I ain't looking for love
Relationships are often so hard to tame
A Prada dress has never broken my heart before
And, ballin's something that I'm fed up with
I'mma do the damn thing, watch me do the damn thing
Cause I know that my credit card will help me put out the flames

I'm guessing Supercalifragi-sexy, nothing to be playing with
I love him, hate him, kiss him, diss him, tryna to walk a mile in my kicks

Love's like a runway but which one do I love more?
No emotional baggage, just big bags filled with Dior
Love's like a runway, so what's all the fussing for?
Let's stop chasing those boys and shop some more.
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, Turn the lights on.

Gucci, Fendi, Prada purses, purchasing them finer things
Men they come a dime a dozen, just give me them diamond rings
I'm into a lot of bling, Cadillac, Chanel and Coach
Fellas boast but they can't really handle my female approach

Buying things is hard to say
Rocking Christian Audigier, Manolo, Polo, taking photos in my Cartier
So we can't go all the way, I know you might hate it but
I'm a shop for labels while them ladies lay and wait for love

Love's like a runway but which one do I love more?
No emotional baggage, just big bags filled with Dior
Love's like a runway, so what's all the fussing for?
Let's stop chasing those boys and shop some more.
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, Turn the lights on.

Shopping for labels, shopping for love
Manolo and Louis, it's all I'm thinking of
Shopping for labels, shopping for love
1, 2
Manolo and Louis, it's all I'm thinking of
1, 2, 3 Turn the lights on