tiffany

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• Titre : falsetto
• Année : 2008

Pour me dmandey des truk
vu que jme connekte pa svt sur ce blog
(a raison d'une foi par semain)
sa sré mieu de menvoyé des mess sur le compte
là !! ==>sa ira nettement plu vite ;)

Voili voulou les gen jespere ke mé zik vou palisent =)

Said shawty got gifts, gifts, gifts
Gifts damn girl...
Shawty got gifs, gifts
Shawty go gifts, gifts

[Chorus:]
Shawty got lips shawty got hips
In the club shawty makes them niggas wanna give tips
She climbs up to the top
And down to a split
Shawty know how to make a body do tricks

[1 Verse:]
Say shawty got a name
You looking real fly
You lookin real cute
In your birthday suit
Girl you know
Im gonna stare
You Im gonna shoot
Your my number call me
Girlfriend if is cool
Have friends for the two's
Call it a deuce
While im tryna get you drunk
Im gettin drunk too
Is know the feeling is the same
So ima tell you
(You know what this song is about you)

Shawty got gifts, gifts, shawty got gifts, gifts
Shawty got gifts, gifts, shawty got gifts, gifts

[Chorus:]
Shawty got lips, shawty got hips
In the club shawty make them niggas wanna give tips
She climbs up to the top
And down to a split
Shawty know how to make her body do tricks

[2 Verse:]
Shawty got gifts, gifts, gifts
You know how to lick those
Lips, lips
You have to have a move in those
Hips, hips

Shake your body down and then you
Dip, dip
Im pulling on my cellphone
Flip, flip
You know I gotta sneak and take a pic, pic
Make a dude wanna spend his
Ships, ships
I think I fell in love with a
Click, click, click, click

I say shawty got gifts, gifts
Shawty got gifts, gifts
Yeah yeah
Shawty got gifts, gifts
(she wakes up in the morning)

[Chorus:]
Shawty got lips, shawty got hips
In the club shawty makes them niggas wanna give tips
She climbs up to the top
And down to a split
Shawty know how to make a body do tricks

[3 Verse:]
Off in the club.
Off in the club
Show her some love
Show her some love
Off in the club.
Off in the club
Show her some love
Show her some love

You ride your body like a
Whip, whip
I wonder if bound in
It, it
I wonder who she raise her
Ships, ships
Neither want relationships
No....
Show me some love now

Off in the club.
Off in the club
Show her some love
Show her some love
Off in the club
Off in the club
Show her some love
Show her some love

I say shawty got gifts, gifts, gifts
I say shawty got gifts, gifts, gifts
Yeah, yeah
Shawty got gifts, gifts

[Chorus:]
Shawty got lips, shawty got hips
In the club shawty makes them niggas wanna give tips
She climbs up to the top
And down to a split
Shawty know how to make a body do tricks

Shawty got gifts
Knockout
Ray J knockout
Thats what we do
Thats the way of life
Don't be mad if you ain't camping

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• Titre : My Life
• Année : 2008

Paroles :

My Life ft. Lil' Wayne


The Game
Punk ass mothaf**ka, get your ass up
What chu was goin do? kill me in my sleep you bitch ass nigga?
Tupac, Biggie! shut the f**k up! f**king dogs barking and shit

Don't shoot!
Don't shoot!
*gun shot*

F**k You Nigga!

Chorus: Lil' Wayne
And I'm grindin' til I'm tired
They say "You ain't grindin' til you tired"
So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way
Through the day
A life
For the night
Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people but I'm just wonderin' why
You haven't taken (my life? x3)
Like what the hell am I (doing right? x3)
(My Life x3)

The Game
Take me away from the hood like a state penitentiary
Take me away from the hood in the casket or a Bentley
Take me away
Like I overdosed on cocaine
Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobain
Suicide (Suicide..suicide..)
I'm from a Windy City, like "Do or Die"
From a block close to where Biggie was crucified
That was Brooklyn's Jesus
Shot for no f**kin' reason
And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces? (My Life x3)
'Cause that's Jesus people
And The Game, he's the equal
Hated on so much, "The Passion of Christ" need a sequel
Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel
Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle (My Life x3)
I need some meditation, so I can leave my people
They askin' “Why?" Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles?
And why every hood nigga feed off evil?
Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle

Chorus: Lil' Wayne

The Game
We are not the same, I am a Martian
So approach my Phantom doors with caution (caution...caution)
You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned them
And I ain't no preacher, but here's my Erick Sermon
So eat this black music, and tell me how it taste, now?
And f**k Jesse Jackson cause it ain't about race, now
Sometimes I think about my life with my face down
Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile (My Life x3)
Damn, I know his momma's proud
And since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now
And like MJB, "No More Drama" now
Livin' the +good life+, me and Common on common ground
I spit crack and niggas could drive it outta town
Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds
My life used to be empty like a glock without a round
Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds (Gunshots)

Chorus: Lil' Wayne

The Game
Walk through the gates of Hell, see my Impala parked in front
The high beams on, me and the Devil share chronic blunts
Listening to the "Chronic" album, playing backwards
Shootin' at pictures of Don Imus for target practice
My mind f**ked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood
I'm from the city that made you motherf**kers afraid of Suge (Compton... Compton...)
Made my grandmother pray for good
And never made her happy, when I bet that new Mercedes could (My Life x3)
Ain't no bars, but niggas can't escape the hood
They took so many of my niggas, that I should hate the hood
But it's real niggas like me, that make the hood
Ridin' slow in that Phantom just the way I should (My Life x3)
With the top back
In my Sox hat
I'm paid in full, the nigga Alpo couldn't stop that
Even if they brought the nigga 'Pac back
I'd still keep this motherf**ker cocked back

Chorus: Lil' Wayne
(My Life x3)
(My Life x3)
(My Life x3)

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• Titre : Mini Kawoulé
• Album : Coup d'envoi
• Année : 2008

Paroles :

Refrain :

je comprends pas ce qui s'est passé
elle dansait mini kawoulé
elle dansait mini kawoulé
elle dansait mini kawoulé
je crois que c'est ce qui m'a charmé
elle dansait mini kawoulé
elle dansait mini kawoulé
elle dansait mini kawoulé

Elle dansait mini kawoulé
elle danse sans se fatigué
Elle aime plaire aux jeunes hommes
Elle aime se faire complimenter
Elle est ronde elle est belle
Dans ce domaine elle excelle
Elle a pas froid aux yeux
Elle pourrais plaire a demi dieu

Elle me contrôle comme M Pi
Elle me fou la .... comme laurie
Elle est cool elle est boul comme mami
Elle bouge sur le dancefloor comme champi
Elle a de l'ambition elle veut réussir
Sans prétention elle arrive a me séduire

Je veux des belles reines de saba
Aïcha je suis pour toi

Refrain :

je comprends pas ce qui s'est passé
elle dansait mini kawoulé
elle dansait mini kawoulé
elle dansait mini kawoulé
je crois que c'est ce qui m'a charmé
elle dansait mini kawoulé
elle dansait mini kawoulé
elle dansait mini kawoulé

c'est ... qui ma mi la puce a l'oreille
je le dit je le dit elle m'a tapé dans l'oeil
Elle bouge les reins tout doucement
vas y bouge bouge tout doucement
Elle se déplace a l'aisement
elle parle parle correctement
approche toi lentement
embrasse moi tendrement

j'aime quand tu bouge ton corps tout en douceur
colle toi a moi
danse avec moi
j'aime quand tu bouge ton corps tout en douceur
colle toi a moi
danse avec moi

Refrain (x2)

je comprends pas ce qui s'est passé
elle dansait mini kawoulé
elle dansait mini kawoulé
elle dansait mini kawoulé
je crois que c'est ce qui m'a charmé
elle dansait mini kawoulé
elle dansait mini kawoulé
elle dansait mini kawoulé