Subscribe! (: Golden Tee, shuffleboard, pinball, he’s got the score that everybody around here’s tryin to beat, he’s a six pack up when he walks in, tells the band crank it up to 10, then he’s up dancin on his seat, well he’s a big mouth, yellin’ hey play some free bird, says give me three steps and nobody gets hurt, then he takes off his shirt Chorus: There’s one in every crowd, brings the party in us out, good time charley with a harley, whiskey bent and hellbound, he’s got the next round, but he always drinks for free, there’s one in every crowd, and it’s usually me, hey ya’ll, hey ya’ll, hey ya’ll, there’s one in every crowd Got a fliptop box of marlboros, he’ll bum a light and steal your girl, then laugh at you for gettin’ all upset, well everybody here knows his name, makes everybody else look sane, when he’s out, as far as you can get, in his mind he’s a rock star, crankin’ out that air guitar, til the bartender says fool, get off my bar Chorus: There’s one in every crowd, that brings the party in us out, good time charley with a harley, whiskey bent and hellbound, he’s got the next round, but he always drinks for free, there’s one in every crowd, and it’s usually me, hey ya’ll, hey ya’ll, hey ya’ll, there’s one in every crowd He’s a hard drinkin man’s man, and women love him when they can, he’s a bartender’s best friend, it ain’t a party till he walks in Chorus: There’s one in every crowd, that brings the party in us out, good time charley with a harley, whiskey …

“I’m High” yeah man, I’ll smoke with you you know what I’m saying? I’m saying it ain’t nothing you know what I’m saying it ain’t shit to me you know what I’m saying it’s just like I don’t wanna be getting high ’cause that shit be looking like it be having niggas you know what I’m saying ha ha don’t believe in all that ha ha ha yawp now man I think it’s getting tired though man no joke ferreal what you got a swisher? or that’s a philly or what? oh that’s a swisher OK I mean you know niggas rapping about swishaz and shit don’t believe in all that ha ha cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-chaall hahahaha you know what I’m saying? I hit it man roll it oh you got one? alright man let me hit that shit you can KNOCK on my door but ain’t nobody home I might be there but I’m gone ’cause I’m stuck off a Zone I’m Half baked like the Guy on the couch I don’t get high on my grouch so I puff on my line and be out I call my roll dogg pick me up with weed let’s hit the road dawg you blew up with the hood rat the fuck you break the code for!? god damn I think that I’m high too much haze but I see my ghost pass within the blink of a eye and my ghetto niggas know how it feel I smoke more than a building on fire roll more than the wheel I get stuck like a car in the mud and blow my greens out and call my nigga T pain and ball us some buddz and choke till I think I’m gonna cry oh I think I’m gonna die now dawg I just think that I’m High shh, see I ain’t ever smoke before so I’m gonna take two hits and I’m …

Lady Gaga Mary the Night with lyrics

The lyrics will be located at the bottom of the description box, and pretty soon…i’ll have them in the annotations, just like my “Spiderwebs” video. Off their new album “Heartbroken & Homicidal”, pretty sick in my eyes, but…i’d rather hear somethin’ like “Mostasteless”, who’s with me? aha. These lyrics are misheard, I’m sure not all are right, but I tried. Whoop Whoop, Much Clown Love, fam! [[[----I own nothing, it's all for PROMOTIONAL uses only. All rights go to there respectful owners.----]]] Lyrics…VVVV (Monoxide Child) This is for all the women in the world who think that men don’t burn, that when it comes to heart break…it is never our turn. And it don’t matter who or what is to blame, ’cause the first week after a break up…alone…always feels the same. (Jamie Madrox) And she said… “I don’t ever wanna sleep again, I’m alone in the world, and I could use a friend. Could you be that friend, or would you be like all the rest?” Then I said… “Babygirl, I’m only half the man that you think that I am, And I would understand, if you bit off more then you could chew, Like all the rest.” I must admit, I was afraid, I was insane, I could not picture me doin’ this again, But she promised me she’d never leave me like all the rest… (Monoxide Child) She use to threaten me, and say she’s gonna leave, And then maybe, I would see how hurtful love could be, When a heart is left broken in half and empty, And then life becomes a set of songs in a CD, And all she ever …

My Name Is… Hi! My name is.. (what?) My name is.. (who?) My name is.. [scratches] Slim Shady Hi! My name is.. (huh?) My name is.. (what?) My name is.. [scratches] Slim Shady [Eminem:] Hi kids! Do you like violence? (Yeah yeah yeah!) Wanna see me stick Nine Inch Nails through each one of my eyelids? (Uh-huh!) Wanna copy me and do exactly like I did? (Yeah yeah!) Try ‘cid and get fucked up worse that my life is? (Huh?) My brain’s dead weight, I’m trying to get my head straight But I can’t figure out which Spice Girl I want to impregnate (Ummmm..) And Dr. Dre said, “Slim Shady you a basehead!” Uh-uhhh! “So why’s your face red? Man you wasted!” Well since age twelve, I’ve felt like I’m someone else Cause I hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt Got pissed off and ripped Pamela Lee’s tits off And smacked her so hard I knocked her clothes backwards like Kris Kross I smoke a fat pound of grass and fall on my ass Faster than a fat bitch who sat down too fast C’mere slut! (Shady, wait a minute, that’s my girl dog!) I don’t give a fuck, God sent me to piss the world off! Hi! My name is.. (what?) My name is.. (who?) My name is.. [scratches] Slim Shady Hi! My name is.. (huh?) My name is.. (what?) My name is.. [scratches] Slim Shady [Eminem:] My English teacher wanted to have sex in Junior High The only problem was,he was a guy I smacked him in his face with an eraser, chased him with a stapler And stapled his nuts to a stack of papers (Owwwwwwww!) Walked in the strip …

All images from google. Sammy Adams Comin’ up, comin’ up. Yeah, Boston Matty Trump Yeah, uh uh, uh, uh I’m comin up, I’m comin up on it Running airlines from LA to Boston Can’t stop and I told you I promised So you ain’t gonna hear nobody that’s hotter (hotter) Hear nobody thats hotter, ain’t nobody that’s hotter Nobody hotter, ain’t nobody thats hotter What up haters, I’m back so hows my dick taste? I’m spitting grimy, like mouths without toothpaste Never thought of mixing blood with my confidence She was in my city, showing love to me’s the consequence Cause my wills coming, whether or not you’re liking it Felt like the tip of the pen that checks the counterfeits Like, your girl ain’t never heard of me Sike, ’cause she’d probably search the world for me Ha, ha, ha, ha I laugh on tracks You burst face to go hard cause your ass can’t rap About to take all, see the stripes and the stars on my window Plane flying on the air pitch dark I’m comin up, I’m comin up on it Running airlines from LA to Boston Can’t stop and I told you I promised So you ain’t gonna hear nobody that’s hotter Hear nobody thats hotter, ain’t nobody that’s hotter Nobody hotter, ain’t nobody thats hotter I told my parents that I was gonna get some Hop on stage and get higher than a jet, son Getting love told me why you never getting none Born to the game, never pose as a step-son I’m that new to iTunes, what’s next shit Rewind that track, what time before I exit Like I could give a fuck, really what y …

Jamie Foxx feat Wiz Khalifa – Best Night Of My Life with Lyrics. wizurl.com Jamie Foxx feat Wiz Khalifa – Best Night Of My Life Lyrics: [Jamie Foxx:] I’m feeling good I’m having fun This is the best night of my life Girl can I be real? I just wanna feel on your booty That’s not a big deal Shawty you drinkin gon that Martini I wanna see you in a bikini Or better yet a thong Baby what’s wrong? Tryna tell your girls what’s you purpose of this song Ooh, I want you closer Like a model of a poster I wanna get ya to the car to the crib Up the stairs to the bed In the morning you’ll be cooking us set Oooh baby, I love the smell of your perfume And if we were kids I’d be breaking curfew To stay up with you, You gon need a scarf? Wrap your head cause it’s gon get wild If we keep lovin’ like this, we might make a child A daughter, a son, whichever one Girl your second to none I’m feeling good I’m having fun This is the best night of my life We off the Patron And both of us gone Girl this gon be the best night of my life You coulda been anywhere in the World But you’re right here with me girl And if we go home and make love This could be the best night of your life So girl let me ask you a question while we’re sipping bud Are you going home with me After the club That’s a yes or a no, I’m just letting ya know Where this night can go And girl I’m hoping you could see things my way Cause I just want your love to stay Tonight, tonight [Wiz Khalifa:] I could be your bartender, tell me …

(C) Paradiso Girls – Patron Tequila. All rights reserved, I own nothing. All original content belongs to their original owners. (C) 2009 ~Zepzune’s Comments~ Paradiso Girls! I need to shout out that I love your music and your incredible talent, humor, kindness and will to entertain us! You have inspired me to take on my dreams, thank you! We’re all cheering for you :] Thank you! – - – - – LYRICS Lets Go! Hey, What’s Happenin’? Yeah, What You drinkin’ tonight girl? Drinkin’ Tonight, With Me! Put Your Drinks up! Hey Yo, Who wanna’ get towed up? Go and get your drink, get yo’ hands on a cup! How many rounds till’ you can’t stand up? Me and my girls ’bout to tear the club up, Listen up! Hey Girl, with your drink, we gonn’ all get real drunk tonight, Hey girl, I got bud, we can all get towed up tonight, End of the night, I’ma’ have you drunk and throwin’ up! And By the end of the night, I’ma’ have you so messed up! They said “What You Drinkin’? Let me buy you a couple a’ rounds!”, And I say, “What ch’you thinkin’? Ain’t the type of a girl to get down, but I can party wi’chya. And bring my girls aside! Tell the bartender bring the ice! And Let ‘Em know I’m on;” Patron, Tequila, I’m drunk of Margarita, that Patron, Tequila, Me and My Mamacita, Yeah! Hey Girl with your drink we gonn’ all get real drunk tonight! Hey girl, I got bud, we can all get towed up tonight, End of the night, I’ma’ have you drunk and throwin’ up! And By the end of the night, I’ma’ have you so messed up …

Ludacris – One More Drink (dirty) + Lyrics It was Friday night and I was feelin’ aight (Yep) Downtown Atlanta, big city, bright lights, Mixin’ Henney wit da Sprite while I’m drinkin’ and drivin’, No police lights, no police sirens, I’m headed to da club, lookin’ fo’ a freak, To spread a lil’ love and spread a couple cheeks, Pull up to da spot, 26’s like bam! Eyes on me like “Bitch, do you see him?” Stroll through the front door, headed to the VIP, Bought a couple bottles and I took a couple sips, Scopin’ out da room and what do I see? A nice round butt and a pair of double D’s, So I crept up like “Shawty, what’s happen’n? You kilin’ dat dress and I love it wit’ a passion,” Den she turned around and her face was aight, She had a gap tooth and mean overbite, But I was like hmm… If I take one more drink, I’m gon’ end up fuckin’ you, Is that watchu wanna do, shawty? If I take one more drink, I’m gon’ end up fuckin’ you, You too. Woke up da next mornin’ and all I can remember, Was takin’ shots and tippin’ da bartender, Surrender to da woman, end up bringin’ me home, Cause’ she started lookin’ better every shot of Patron (Yep) I jumped up wit a devilish grin, Cause’ tonight damn right! I might do it again! So I called up da homies (What up?) Let’s ride, we can hit the sportsbar, Over on the South side, (Ay) Get a couple of Coronas, couple of limes, Went up to da bar, saw a couple of dimes, So I, slowly walked up an said “Hi,” My name is Ludacris and I’mma hell of a guy, One …

new from nappy boy tay dizm, i think that lil wayne should be up in this tho. [Intro - T-Pain] (Rick Ross) Eurrrr, Yea yea, yea yea, yea yea, yea yea, ay Tay Dizm, T-Pain (Ricky Ross) Yea yea Meet azum, meet azum [Chorus - T-Pain] I said my Chevy is so high up, from the flo, I feel like I’m an alien in a UFO I go (eurrrr), beam me up I gooo (eurrrr) beam me up , Because my Chevy sit so high up, from the flo, I feel like I’m an alien in a UFO I go (eurrrr), beam me up I gooo (eurrrrr), beam me up (tay dizim) freak of the hood bartender for the box, Comin for dis doe cuz my feet so hot, Ball-ball he aint mess with my Chevy Chevy, I-I’ll taze that nigga come catch mey (broom!), It’s just black on black, I’m workin real hard yeah I’m of in the back, And this aint ooo wee when I come around, Yes I put ‘em down when I’m in town, I said my Chevy is so high up from the flo, My rims is taller then your neices in my chevy and boss And I got them does, I’ll pop up like the UFO OK and Dizm is da man and you already know It go… [Chorus] [Rick Ross] (Triple C’s baby Tay Dizm) Big boss, big blob, Red paint, flip flop, Mo girls, that’s that More girl, more blocks, It grind, I shine See that, that’s mine, Old school cost more money then they used to (that’s true) But my money weigh more then it used to She with me can’t you tell, Gucci bag name Shanelle Louie this Fendi bags, in my g’s 20 stacks, 24’s all I know, sendin doe sellin doe, Livin life get it right, she love my car She road …