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Alter Bridge - We Don′t Care At All (UK Bonus Track)

Crack the heart with true intentions
Blood and scars and no redemption
We′ve been a slave to your disaster
Lost it all it doesn′t matter

Chorus:
And we don′t care at all
We got nothing to take on
And leave the rest to fall
We′re going back where we belong

Waste aways amount to nothing
But your opinions keep on coming
We′re dead inside to your rejection
Risk it all and did I mention
I′ll say it again
I′ll say it again

[Chorus]

Never doubt it
Never question
What we were
And where we′ve been
Scream out loud
As our intentions
Find a word

[Chorus]

I′ll say it again

[Chorus]

Дата написания: 28 Февраля 2024 21:17:43

Lil Wayne - We Don′t

(feat. Baby)

[Baby - talking]
Ay shawty, you know what I′m sayin′
Some niggaz palms be sweatin′
Some niggaz palms be itchy
It don′t matter, a nigga just gotta get it
You know what I′m sayin′, nigga
We built this shit from the ground up
Nigga, The Carter, nigga
You what I′m sayin′
We been around the world gettin′ money nigga
We been to every ghetto, every neighborhood
Every project, nigga
We worldwide hustlas, nigga (Belie′ that bitch)
You what I′m sayin′
Lets get them niggaz, lets ride shawty

[Baby]
Indictments, got us conspiracy for murders
Five young niggaz uptown servants
Word, they bird curvin′ for servin′
Look, the worstest of the worst is shootin′ out like they jaws curvin′
Bitch, and we was raised in these war times
Jail also made men in these hard times
And don′t cry I′ma get mines so pray for me
I′m on the block on the grind, mama pray for me
So nigga respect my G, respect my grind
Nigga respect how I eat, respect my mind
Nigga respect this heat
When these niggaz out of line, nigga we dress up and creep
Whoa, shawty I′ma blow they whole block
Fuckin′ with a soldier, mastermind is on plot
Third ward survivor, uptown madness
Killin′ is a hobby, jackin′ is a habbit, bitch

[Hook]
We don′t give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck
We′ll fuck a nigga′s shit up if nigga is fuckin′ with us
And then pump ′em make ′em lift up, hit ′em up and be out
And we out for cash motherfuckin′ money baby
C′mon, we don′t give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck
We′ll fuck a nigga′s shit up if nigga is fuckin′ with us
And then pump ′em make ′em lift up, hit ′em up and be out
And we out for cash motherfuckin′ money baby, c′mon

[Lil Wayne]
The murder man, picture me lurkin′
Right up behind ya curtains nine′s squirtin′
And you could hear it when it′s hurtin′
But if I hear him hurtin′ I′ll walk over and merk him for certain
I took over the circus
′Cause I′ma act a clown if you put your feet down on my surface
I walk around, fo′ pound and surface
To spin ya ass around in circles, you urkle
Blood run up out ya earth now you purple
Your homeboy get it first, but you worst so
Now you headed to the skies above
And I′m go and get high with ya bitch in the club
Yeah, life′s a bitch and death′s a husband
And you gonna have to meet up if you keep on fuckin′ up
And you gonna have to meet us if you keep on fuckin′ up
But you don′t want see them CMB blood knuckle up

[Hook]
We don′t give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck
We′ll fuck a nigga′s shit up if nigga is fuckin′ with us
And then pump ′em make ′em lift up, hit ′em up and be out
And we out for cash motherfuckin′ money baby
C′mon, we don′t give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck
We′ll fuck a nigga′s shit up if nigga is fuckin′ with us
And then pump ′em make ′em lift up, hit ′em up and be out
And we out for cash motherfuckin′ money baby, c′mon

[Lil Wayne]
Shoot him in his head so he remember
Because of that mama I′ll be gone ′till Novemeber
I be back next winter in a hummer on spinners
Them niggaz on the block say them boys gon′ get ′em
But them niggaz on the block don′t know the toys who with ′em
Tell ya boy come and get me if I go he goin′ with me
I′m hoping y′all feel me, I told y′all what the dealy
Ya open up ya face I′ma open up the semi
I open up ya kidneys now ya floatin′ up the Missi-
Ssippi, river nigga play with deep water now ya swimmin′
Silly, you play with me, Carter, now ya missin′
Really, I shoot ya in ya head and make you feel it
And even though I be the man with the milli′s
When the shit go down I be the man with the milli′s
Beef cranberry on the ceilin′
This is the Carter, bitch welcome to my buildin′ c′mon

[Hook]
We don′t give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck
We′ll fuck a nigga′s shit up if nigga is fuckin′ with us
And then pump ′em make ′em lift up, hit ′em up and be out
And we out for cash motherfuckin′ money baby
C′mon, we don′t give a fizzuck my nigga we young and bizzuck
We′ll fuck a nigga′s shit up if nigga is fuckin′ with us
And then pump ′em make ′em lift up, hit ′em up and be out
And we out for cash motherfuckin′ money baby, c′mon

[Lil Wayne - talking]
Wish a nigga would say something, gotta
Standin right chea guns up boy
Weezy F, Birdman

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 21:47:28

Akon - We Don′t Care

[Verse 1]
See I met her at club on the Friday
Big booty, small waist
Seeing her coming my way
So I had to bag her
I really had to have her (oh-ooh)
I didn′t see a ring on her finger
I asked her have you ever been with a singer before
She said no (oh-ohh)
So let me introduce you to my world
Big diamonds and pearls all of part of being my girl
(I got that paper)
Bet you ain′t never seen before
Saw around the world
I got them coming back for more
And that′s when I noticed
People are watching!
But we don′t care
The way I am touching your body
Cuz we don′t care
See you droppin′ and poppin′
But we don′t care
Makes me want to keep grinding
But we don′t care (oh-ooh)
See I bet you′re nasty
When you′re on the dance floor
You got me going: Oh-Oooh!

[Chorus]
Could you be the reason why I′m losing control
Fo Sho! Shawty we don′t care!

[Verse 2]
Got shorty right where I want her
Strapped up, hands trapped in the corner
Grinding slow, and I won′t let go (no-ooh)
Baby more better than ammonia
Feeling tipsy from the bottle of Corona (oh-noo)
She probably let go (oh-ooh)
She said she wants to bring me to bring me to her world
She whispers some words
That damn near made my toes curl
She said she′s got that
That I have never seen before
And if I get the taste
I′ll be coming right back for more
And that′s when I noticed
People are watching!
But we don′t care
The way I am touching your body
Cuz we don′t care
See you droppin′ and poppin′
But we don′t care
Makes me want to keep grinding
But we don′t care (oh-ooh)
See I bet you′re nasty
When you′re on the dance floor
You got me going: Oh-Oooh!

[Chorus:]
Could you be the reason why I′m losing control
Fo Sho! Shawty we don′t care!

[Verse 3]
I′m working your body
Like you are in my bedroom
Yeah...Yea...Uh-uhh...Yeah...Yeah
Everybody in the club got a clear view
But that won′t stop us
Cuz we don′t care!
People are watching!
We don′t care
The way I am touching your body
Cuz we don′t care
See you droppin′ and poppin′
But we don′t care
Makes me want to keep grinding
But we don′t care (oh-ooh)
See I bet you′re nasty
When you′re on the dance floor
You got me going... Oh-Oooh!

[Chorus]
Could you be the reason why I′m losing control
Fo Sho! Shawty we don′t care!

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 19:15:06

Pitbull - We Don′t Care ′bout Ya

(feat. Cubo)
Yeah Yeah
Que Vuelta?
Di le nota (Di le nota)
You know who it is
For all these bustas and haters

[Chorus]
We don′t care about yo clique
We don′t care about yo crew
We don′t care about yo bitch
We don′t care what you do
We don′t care about your car
We don′t care about your chips
We don′t care about shit
accept getting rich

[Verse 1 (Pitbull)]
Now that Little Jon has opened the door
It′s over dawg
This that new south
That′s it, it′s over ya′ll
No more warning ya′ll
We tired of getting over looked
You want beef? then I hope you like it over-cooked
Oh and for that bread
It′s whatever man
I′m fully prepared to pump lead
At any nigga that wanna bump heads
So bring it
But when them things go Rr-rr-rr-rringing
Someones gonna get hit
And that′s a fact, not an opinion
I′m buiding my connects
And that there is dangerous
Didn′t your mother teach you
Not to talk to strangers?
Then why are you in my ear talking all the shit
Just ′cause I′m cuban doesn′t mean I flip bricks
So stop asking me the price on them thangs down here
′Cause that one of them thangs that get chu killed ′round here
I don′t care who you are, who you might be
But I′d rather die, then let an undercover bite me

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 (Cubo)]
I′m in this bitch now
Ya′ll niggaz better get ready
I′m ready for whatever ya′ll want
Boy, but it ain′t nothing pretty
Ya′ll wanna start shit
Tell me what ya′ll wanna do
Me, Pit, DB, we don′t care about ?
I don′t care about slanging them thangs
Back ′em spraying them thangs
If you get ? just homie don′t mention my name
BLAKAH, that′s exactly what I′m spitting meng
Homie, don′t make me have to blow ′em chopper meng
′Cause I can spit it spit it
However you want it want it
My peoples is with it with it
We about that money money
And I do anything that I have to do to get that money meng
Miami, Money is a major issue meng
They, They don′t understand

What we about to do
We about to shit on this game
We about to shit on your crew
Pitbull don′t care about ya
Cubo don′t care about ya
DB don′t care about ya
We, We don′t care about ya

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 (Pitbull)]
This game is scandalous
The more money you make
The more your prone to get hauld off in an ambulance
AOWoo!
That′s why I say to myself in the cut
Man I can′t be seen
Ears open, mouth shut
Just watching thangs
And if it pops off
I pop up, both popping than
Guns, I was taught proper
To cop and aim
Run, when you hear that Blakah meng
P-rr-rr-rrat
That′s the sound of the chopper meng
Just let me know exactly what it is you trying to do
′Cause we can both dance with the devil, dawg
It′s all on you
Like basktetball, if you shoot you better follow threw
In a casket dawg, who the fucks gon follow you?

[Chorus]

Yeah, once again my freind
Imma be the first latin rapper from the South
Shut shit the fuck down
And I got Lil Jon to bounced to that
The King of the South
And Uncle Luke will tell you the same shit
So get ready niggaz
Pitbull, DB, Lil Jon
Ya′ll ain′t ready for this shit
HAHA, Suckas

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 14:11:10