Henryyy: Nigerians are bloody hypocrites. Analyzing Nigerian artistes' lyrics but has anyone of you ever analysed those of the foreign artistes you worship?
TELL ME THE SENSE IN THIS
BIRTHDAY CAKE (REMIX)" (FEAT. CHRIS BROWN)
Come and put your name on it (put your name on it) Come and put your name on it (your name) Bet you wanna put your name on it (put your name on it) Come and put your name on it
It’s not even my birthday But he wanna lick the icing off I know you want it in the worst way (the worst way) Can’t wait to blow my candles out
He want that cake, cake, cake… (You wanna put your name on it)
Ooh baby I like it, it’s so exciting Don’t try to hide it I’mma make you my bitch
Cake, cake, cake… [repeated] (You wanna put your name on it)
I know you wanna bite this It’s so enticing Nothing else like this I’mma make you my bitch
And it’s not even my birthday (my birthday) But you wanna put your name on it And it’s not even my birthday (my birthday, my birthday) And he trying to put his name on it
[Chris Brown] Legggo Girl I wanna Bleep you right now (right now) Been a long time, I’ve been missing your body Let me-let me turn the lights down When I go down, it’s a private party Ooooh, it’s not even her birthday But I wanna lick the icing off Give it to her in the worst way Can’t wait to blow her candles out I want that cake, cake cake….
Ooh baby I like it, it’s so exciting Don’t try to hide it I’mma make you my bitch
Cake cake cake cake….
Ooh baby I like it, it’s so exciting Don’t try to hide it I’mma make you my bitch
Cake cake cake cake….
[Chris Brown] Doggy want the kitty Give me a heart attack and throw it back Now watch me get it And I knew thiss but you the shit Damn, girl you pretty Blowing out your candles, let me make a couple wishes
[Rihanna] Remember how you did it? Remember how you fit it? If you still wanna kiss it Come, come, come and get it Sweeter than a rice cake, cake worth sipping Kill it, tip it Cake, fill it
If you sexy and you know it And you ain’t afraid to show it Put a candle on my motherfucking back baby blow it Love the way you do when you do it like that Show up with the stats, bring the racks on my racks Wrap it up, wrap it up boy While I take this bow off Talk That Talk, yeah I know I’m such a show off Daddy make a wish Put this cake in your face And it’s not even my birthday
[Hook - Chris Brown] Ooooh, it’s not even her birthday (her birthday) But I wanna lick the icing off (the icing off) Give it to her in the worst way (the worst way) Can’t wait to blow her candles out I want that cake, cake, cake
[Rihanna - Hook] Ooh baby I like it, it’s so exciting Don’t try to hide it I’mma make you my bitch
AND THIS
TRINI DEM GIRLS" (FEAT. LUNCHMONEY LEWIS)
[Hook - Lunchmoney Lewis:] Brixten girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a whine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum Queens dem girls, them a pat the pum pum Dem a whine up dem waist, them a pat the pum pum Trini dem girls, them a pat the pum pum Them a whine up them waist, dem a pat the pum pum Jamaican girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a whine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum
[Verse 1 - Nicki Minaj:] Yo, he in love with a ghetto girl He said he want a piece like Metta World Pet, pet on the kitty cat He don't mess with them... regulars He tryna kick it like a ninja He tryna stick it like syringes He don't ever play the benches So I'm a let him touch it if he playin with some inches
[Post-Verse - Nicki Minaj:] I know that you want it I see that you watching You love when I whine it You know that I'm sexy I hope that you ready To come here and get it Weh di hot gyal dem?
[Hook - Lunchmoney Lewis:] Brixten girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a whine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum Queens dem girls, them a pat the pum pum Dem a whine up dem waist, them a pat the pum pum Trini dem girls, them a pat the pum pum Them a whine up them waist, dem a pat the pum pum Jamaican girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a whine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum
[Verse 2 - Nicki Minaj:] Put it in his face like a cop badge He wanna pound it like a hashtag He gon have to get the wash rag If he shoot it up, I'm gonna bust back Them island girls is the baddest American girls run the planet South African, European, Asian, Australian, and my Canadian Girls
[Post-Verse - Nicki Minaj:] I know that you want it I see that you watching You love when I whine it You know that I'm sexy I hope that you ready To come here and get it Weh di hot gyal dem?
[Hook - Lunchmoney Lewis:] Brixten girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a whine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum Queens dem girls, them a pat the pum pum Dem a whine up dem waist, them a pat the pum pum Trini dem girls, them a pat the pum pum Them a whine up them waist, dem a pat the pum pum Jamaican girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a whine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum
[Verse 3 - Nicki Minaj:] (Hey) All the bad boys try to push up on me (Hey) He want a bad girl to come and spend his money (Hey) He say it taste good, just like honey (Hey) He in love with a girl from the islands And how the miniskirt flow
[Post-Verse - Nicki Minaj:] I know that you want it I see that you watching You love when I whine it You know that I'm sexy I hope that you ready To come here and get it Weh di hot gyal dem?
[Hook - Lunchmoney Lewis:] Brixten girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a whine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum Queens dem girls, them a pat the pum pum Dem a whine up dem waist, them a pat the pum pum Trini dem girls, them a pat the pum pum Them a whine up them waist, dem a pat the pum pum Jamaican girls, dem a pat the pum pum Dem a whine up dem waist, dem a pat the pum pum
[/b]THEN THIS[/b]
BELIEVE ME" (FEAT. DRAKE)
[Hook - Drake:] I'm the only one that get the job done I don't know a nigga that can cover for me Yeah, got some game from my day So she might say she love me She don't love me like she say she love me Believe me, believe me I'm that nigga, boy they love me in the streets I'm not tryna find nobody else to beat I'm the one they come to see because they all Believe me
[Verse 1 - Drake:] Yea, rip, rip, rip It's been me and Young Tune off the rip That's the man that put me in this shit If a nigga Bleep with him, I'll put him down quick Got a verse for anybody wanna talk about the clique I've been takin' shit light, you don't wanna hear me trip God damn, do y'all really know who you fuckin' with? Yeah, I mean you can't blame me for wonderin' Doesn't matter, could be winter or the summer On the road, I do One Direction numbers, I don't fuckin' miss Yeah, Stunna and Mack know When Wayne was gone for eight months, we put this thing up on our back And I was snappin' off on every single track though Collect call from the boss like where we at though I was like, "Hah, it's our time, nigga" He left Rikers in a Phantom, that's my nigga And I've been rockin' with the team, Tha Carter IX And we YMCMB, waitin' on somebody to try us, nigga Yeah
[Hook - Drake]
[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne:] Lord knows I'll murder one of these niggas, yeah Uh, His and hers Ferraris, nigga One for me, one for my daughter, nigga Waitin' for someone to test me like a Harvard nigga I told her 2-23, two Michael Jordans, nigga Come on, fight these shell cases like a lawyer, nigga Find out where you stay, and act like we found some oil, nigga Out of duct tape so when he prayin', I ignore the nigga All I gotta say is sayonara, nigga Drop dead gorgeous but the bitch ain't dyin' for a nigga Where the real queens at? Shout out Capone and Noreaga We can shoot it out and see who live to tell the story later Diamonds in my Rollie face, cannot be exfoliated They think I'm associated, I'm the one that orchestrated Yayo get her ass whipped, whip that ass like horses racin' Ain't 'bout what you walk away from, it's 'bout what you walk away with Dead Presidents, them coffins vacant, I must be doin' somethin'
[Hook - Drake]
[Verse 3 - Drake:] Had to get it poppin' off the rip Rich young nigga that ain't never had to trick Slim Thug flow but you know I like 'em thick If she get a job at DOA, I drop her off a tip I had to get it poppin' off the rip I'm the one they tell ya been reppin' in the 6 Come into the city and ya niggas get to trippin'? We'll take ya to the Scarborough Bluff and drop you off a cliff Well damn... just be happy for the man Nirvana, Coldplay nigga got bands Ink from the money got it all over my hands Goin' out to Houston spendin' all of my advance V Live just took me for a cheque "Drake you know I love you, you just took me outta debt" Yes right now you are lookin' at the best Mothafuck award shows and mothafuck the press like that!
[Verse 4 - Lil Wayne:] Mothafuck the rest When they jumped off the porch, I was stumblin' up the steps I'd give what I collect before I give up my connect It'd be a cold day in Hell, icicles made of sweat One finger... slidin' 'cross my neck Niggas know what that mean like they deaf Nigga I'll fire this nina like it's her first day On the job and the bitch overslept Tune stay humble, nigga I'm a king Need a horn and a drumroll They throw mothafuckin' roses at my feet, nigga I don't step on one rose I'm the only one that get the job done I don't know a nigga that can cover for me Tape a couple kilos to the bitch stomach She look like she got a bun in the oven from me Preheat... believe me All you gotta do is pay me every week I had these bitches havin' babies every week I'm the nigga, see me skatin' in the streets Gone
(Believe me) [x3]
[Drake:] Rip, rip, nigga
Even your ALMIGHTY Beyonce isn't exempted
Formation"
[Intro: Messy Mya] What happened at the New Wil’ins? Bitch, I'm back by popular demand
[Refrain: Beyoncé] Y'all haters corny with that illuminati mess Paparazzi, catch my fly, and my cocky fresh I'm so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress (stylin') I'm so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces My daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana You mix that negro with that Creole make a Texas bama I like my baby heir with baby hair and afros I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils Earned all this money but they never take the country out me I got a hot sauce in my bag, swag
[Interlude: Messy Mya + Big Freedia] Oh yeah, baby, oh yeah I, ohhhhh, oh, yes, I like that I did not come to play with you hoes, haha I came to slay, bitch I like cornbreads and collard greens, bitch Oh, yes, you besta believe it
[Refrain: Beyoncé] Y'all haters corny with that illuminati mess Paparazzi, catch my fly, and my cocky fresh I'm so reckless when I rock my Givenchy dress (stylin') I'm so possessive so I rock his Roc necklaces My daddy Alabama, Momma Louisiana You mix that negro with that Creole make a Texas bama I like my baby heir with baby hair and afros I like my negro nose with Jackson Five nostrils Earned all this money but they never take the country out me I got a hot sauce in my bag, swag
[Chorus: Beyoncé] I see it, I want it, I stunt, yellow-bone it I dream it, I work hard, I grind 'til I own it I twirl on them haters, albino alligators El Camino with the seat low, sippin' Cuervo with no chaser Sometimes I go off (I go off), I go hard (I go hard) Get what's mine (take what's mine), I'm a star (I'm a star) Cause I slay (slay), I slay (hey), I slay (okay), I slay (okay) All day (okay), I slay (okay), I slay (okay), I slay (okay) We gon' slay (slay), gon' slay (okay), we slay (okay), I slay (okay) I slay (okay), okay (okay), I slay (okay), okay, okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, ladies, now let's get in formation, cause I slay Okay, ladies, now let's get in formation, cause I slay Prove to me you got some coordination, cause I slay Slay trick, or you get eliminated
[Verse: Beyoncé] When he Bleep me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay When he Bleep me good I take his ass to Red Lobster, cause I slay If he hit it right, I might take him on a flight on my chopper, cause I slay Drop him off at the mall, let him buy some J's, let him shop up, cause I slay I might get your song played on the radio station, cause I slay I might get your song played on the radio station, cause I slay You just might be a black Bill Gates in the making, cause I slay I just might be a black Bill Gates in the making
[Chorus: Beyoncé] I see it, I want it, I stunt, yellow-bone it I dream it, I work hard, I grind 'til I own it I twirl on my haters, albino alligators El Camino with the seat low, sippin' Cuervo with no chaser Sometimes I go off (I go off), I go hard (I go hard) Get what's mine (take what's mine), I'm a star (I'm a star) Cause I slay (slay), I slay (hey), I slay (okay), I slay (okay) All day (okay), I slay (okay), I slay (okay), I slay (okay) We gon' slay (slay), gon' slay (okay), we slay (okay), I slay (okay) I slay (okay), okay (okay), I slay (okay), okay, okay, okay, okay Okay, okay, ladies, now let's get in formation, cause I slay Okay, ladies, now let's get in formation, cause I slay Prove to me you got some coordination, cause I slay Slay trick, or you get eliminated
[Bridge: Beyoncé] Okay, ladies, now let's get in formation, I slay Okay, ladies, now let's get in formation You know you that bitch when you cause all this conversation Always stay gracious, best revenge is your paper
[Outro:] Girl, I hear some thunder Golly, look at that water, boy, oh lord
So what you all saying? Bros me am a fan good music which I only hear from mi and tuface |