Dj Khaled - Can't Stop Lyrics Ft. Birdman & T-Pain

Dj Khaled - Can't Stop Lyrics Ft. Birdman & T-Pain

[Verse 1: Birdman]
Shinin’, grindin’ on the shine
Flippin’ all the time
When we hustlin’, Young Money gunnin’
Cash Money flippin’, shit them everytime
When we grindin’ cause we gettin’, flippin’ the change range
And doin’ different thangs, hittin’ the same lanes
But flippin’ didn’t change
Yeah, higher then we ever been
More money, now more money, cause we ballin’ in

[Hook: T-Pain]
You know I can’t stop, I won’t stop
I feel like everybody’s trying to kill me
So I don’t stop, ’till I’m on top
And God keeps telling me I will be
If you with me then salute, you know what to do
You know what to do
Put your hands up in the air
You can make it through
All you gotta do is
Put your hands up in the air

[Verse 2: Birdman]
Shinin’ bright lights, hotter then them other lights
The real life flash mash on the same night
More money, now we brighter then we even been
Hundred thousand poppin’ bottles, bitch we goin’ in
Crystal lights, blowin’ on that Khaled dro
Turkey bag, hundred thou on the marble floor
Rainbow, red bone with the triple color
Hurricane, make it rain, bitch every summer

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Birdman]
Yeah it’s on deck, straps on deck
Sticks on deck, Stunna island, private jets
Put the house on Gin, and nigga we place the bet
From hundred G’s to flippin’ hundred, bitch we hit the liq’
High on the hill, the view above the falls
Smashin’ in the field, 100 balls ...
You know how we do it, bossin’ up grand news
Uptown survivor, money really shoot

[Hook]

Dj Khaled - My Life Lyrics Ft. Akon & B.o.B

Dj Khaled - My Life Lyrics Ft. Akon & B.o.B

[Intro: Akon + DJ Khaled]
Oh oh oh oh
(DJ KHALED!)
Konvict Muzik
(Cash Money, Young Money, let's go)

[Hook: Akon]
You already know the story, down this road before
Oh oh, gotta hold your breath, gotta take your child, oh oh
You want a taste of my life?
Nothin' good comes easy, gotta go hard, believe me
Gotta risk it all, gotta roll the dice
If you wanna taste of my life

[Bridge: Akon + B.o.B.]
My life, my life
(My life, my life)
You want a taste of my life?

[Verse 1: B.o.B.]
Yeah, they wanna taste that rapper life
But the road of fame usually spoils the appetite
We live the type of dreams you wish for in the afterlife
But all that they can see is velvet ropes and flashing lights
Not everything is lavished life
But in the mirror, all I see is all the nights I had to fight
And so I run it, all I had to sacrifice
But now I got the money, I get everything for half the price
Damn

[Akon]
You know Khaled, everybody wants the good life
Ayo, ayo, ayo, nobody really wanna pay the price
Ayo, ayo, ayo, no pain, no gain, na na na na
This might take a little longer
No pain, no gain, it will only make you stronger

[Hook]

[Bridge: Akon]
My life, my life
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
My life, my life
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
You wanna taste of my life?

[Verse 2: Akon]
They all wanna make it up to the top
Ayo, ayo, ayo, Khaled, they don't wanna give up everything they've got
Ayo, ayo, ayo, no I can't, no I can't, na na na na, this might take a little longer
No pain, no gain, na na na na, it will only make you stronger

[Hook + Bridge: Akon]

Dj Khaled - Money Lyrics Ft. Young Jeezy & Ludacris

Dj Khaled - Money Lyrics Ft. Young Jeezy & Ludacris

[Verse 1: Young Jeezy]
I can’t even walk
My pockets too heavy
Got that 40 on me now
Them choppers too heavy
Told ‘em you gotta fall back
I can’t sneak you in the club
Said I’m in the car you need me my n-gga
Nothin’ but love
Last blunt ? so much smoke I can’t see ya
Aint over here, look I wouldn’t wanna be ya
Talking so many bitches we got bitches on bitches
Way she moving that ass I think the bitch got switches
Pull up to this bitch Escalade full of killers
Now only thing realer: Escalade full of scrilla
Louis V to the back, half a rack for the snap back
Wiz khalifa’s on the coupe I’m talking black and yellow flapjacks

[Hook : Young Jeezy]
When I talk I be talking ’bout money
So please don’t talk to me if you ain’t talking ’bout money
Weed, coke, ecstasy, nah we talkin bout money
Don’t know what went wrong with me, cause I be talkin bout money
We talkin’ bout money

Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)
Let the money talk (money)

[Verse 2: Ludacris]
LUDA!
I’m talkin’ ’bout money you never seen, hoe
The incredible hulk, so much paper I’m turning green, hoe
Green giant, I want it, I buy it
Y’all just ballers on a budget
Your money’s on a diet
And I’m laughing you such a riot
David verse your Goliath
Let my money talk for me
Hear ‘em, be quiet
Hamilton said “was happenin’?”
Jackson said “wat it do?”
Grant chucked up a deuce
My Benjamin said “f-ck you”
Ahhhhh
It cost money to fund a war nigga
I’ll have you laying right on the floor nigga
And take you higher
I’m a lover not a fighter
But if a rappers gettin gassed
Than I’m the first one to light her

[Hook]

[Verse 3: DJ Khaled]
More money, more problems
So bring the problems
I love it
This We The Best Music Group
YMCMB
Bitch I dont see you
Get your money right
Hustle Hard
I’m forreal about this shit
Get money!

[Hook]