DJ Khaled Top Songs

 

 

1

Wild Thoughts

DJ Khaled – Wild Thoughts ft. Rihanna, Bryson Tiller

2

Welcome To My Hood (Explicit)

DJ Khaled – Welcome To My Hood (Explicit)

3

We Takin’ Over

DJ Khaled – “We Takin’ Over” Ft. Akon, T.I., Rick Ross, Fat Joe, Birdman, and Lil’ Wayne

4

I’m the One

DJ Khaled – I’m the One ft. Justin Bieber, Quavo, Chance the Rapper, Lil Wayne

5

All I Do Is Win

DJ Khaled “All I Do Is Win” feat. Ludacris, Rick Ross, T-Pain & Snoop Dogg

6

I Got The Keys

DJ Khaled – I Got The Keys Ft. Jay Z & Future

7

No new Friends (Explicit)

DJ Khaled – No new Friends (Explicit)

8

I’m So Hood

DJ Khaled – “I’m So Hood”

9

I’m On One (Explicit Version)

DJ Khaled – I’m On One (Explicit Version) ft. Drake, Rick Ross, Lil Wayne

10

Nas Album Done

DJ Khaled – Nas Album Done ft. Nas




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#1 Wild Thoughts

 

Artist: DJ Khaled, Rihanna, Bryson Tiller

Genre: Hip-Hop, Pop

Label: We The Best, Epic

Album: Grateful

Released: June 6, 2017

 

[DJ Khaled:]

Another one

We The Best music

DJ Khaled

 

[Rihanna:]

I don’t know if you could take it

Know you wanna see me nakey, nakey, naked

I wanna be your baby, baby, baby

Spinning and it’s wet just like it came from Maytag

White girl wasted on that brown liquor

When I get like this I can’t be around you

I’m too lit to dim down a notch

‘Cause I could name some thangs that I’m gon’ do

 

Wild, wild, wild

Wild, wild, wild thoughts

Wild, wild, wild

When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts

Wild, wild, wild

When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts

 

[DJ Khaled:]

Let’s go!

 

[Rihanna:]

I hope you know I’m for the takin’

You know this cookie is for the baking

Kitty, kitty, baby, give that thing some rest

‘Cause you done beat it like the ’68 Jets

Diamonds ain’t nothing when I’m rockin’ with ya

Diamonds ain’t nothing when I’m shinin’ with ya

Just keep it white and black as if I’m ya sister

I’m too hip to hop around town out here with ya

 

I know I get

Wild, wild, wild

Wild, wild, wild thoughts

Wild, wild, wild

When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts

Wild, wild, wild

When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts

 

[Bryson Tiller:]

Ayy, ugh, ugh, I heard that pussy for the taking

I heard it got these other niggas goin’ crazy

Yeah, I treat you like a lady, lady

Fuck you ’til you’re burned out, cremation (burned out)

Make it cream, yeah, Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang

Throw that ass back, bouquet, bouquet

Call me and I can get it juicy

I can tell you’re gone off the D’ussé

Careful, mama, watch what you say

You talking to me like ya new bae

Girl, you talking like you tryna do things

Now that pipe got her running like she Usain, baby

You made me drown in it, ooh, touche, baby

I’m carrying that water, Bobby Boucher, baby

And you know I’mma slaughter like I’m Jason

Bust it, why you got it on safety?

 

[Rihanna & Bryson Tiller:]

White girl wasted on brown liquor (on a brown liquor)

I probably shouldn’t be around you (can’t be around you)

‘Cause you get wild, wild, wild (wild, wild, wild)

 

[Bryson Tiller:]

You looking like there’s nothing that you won’t do

Ayy, girl, that’s when I told you

 

[Rihanna:]

When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts

Wild, wild, wild

Wild, wild, wild thoughts

Wild, wild, wild

When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts

Wild, wild, wild

When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts

 

[DJ Khaled:]

DJ Khaled!

 

[Rihanna:]

Wild, wild, wild

Wild, wild, wild

When I’m with you, all I get is wild thoughts

 

 

#2 Welcome To My Hood

 

Artist: DJ Khaled, Rick Ross, Plies, Lil Wayne & T-Pain

Genre: Gangsta Rap, Trap

Label: We The Best, Terror Squade, Cash Money, Universal, Motown

Album: We The best Forever

Released: January 18, 2011

 

[T-Pain]

Welcome to my hood

(Where the hood at)

(Where the hood at)

Welcome to my hood

Everybody know everybody

And if I got it everybody got it

 

Welcome to my hood

Look at all these old school Chevy’s

24’s so you know we roll heavy

 

Welcome to my hood

They outside playing hopscotch

And every know this is the hot spot

 

Welcome to my hood

Them boys will put you down on your knees

(Woop, woop) That’s the sound of the police

In my hood

 

[Rick Ross]

Audemar on my wrist

Diamond, look like they glowing

50 stacks, all singles, I make it look like its snowing

Black unmarked cars, gotta peep how they playin’

Treat ’em like jack boys, catch ’em slippin’ then slay ’em

Lord forgive me for my sins, that’s my confessions if they put me in this benz

I got possession of a federal offence

I’m talking pressure in my criminal intent

So wear ya vest’s and I’m still gon’ stunt

Like it ain’t no tomorrow, fuck ya house note nigga

Blow that bitch on a bottle

The Ferrari just a front, got the Lambo in the back

Tell you “we the best forever” DJ Khaled handle that

 

[T-Pain – Chorus]

 

[Plies]

I know some niggas from my hood that would rob Norieaga

I’m talkin’ Norieaga, nigga, the real Norieaga

If you ain’t from the hood, bitch, than stop impersonating us

And tell congress when you see ’em bitch I’m stealin’ cable

And leave the D-Boys alone ’cause they motivate us

And why is the half of my whole hood on papers

Some are on house arrest, some are on child support

Some of ’em did they bit, the other half waiting to go to court

Mr Landlord we gon bust your ass with an eviction note

Better have the police with you dog, if you came to repo

I’m talking strip clubs, I’m talking liquor stores

We throw our money round here, but y’all can..

 

[T-Pain – Chorus]

 

[Lil Wayne]

Bitch I’m on probation, so my nerves bad

And they say time fly’s, well mine’s first class

I landed in the sky, I fell from the streets

I talk a lot of shit and practice what I preach

Back from hell, cell 23, tell the warden kiss my ass

Pockets on Monique

Bitch I’m from the murder capital

Hoe, I’m far from practical

Shit happens and since I’m the shit, I’m who it happens to

Young Money, Cash Money, blood bitch, I’m red hot

I don’t see nobody, see nobody like a head shot

All that bullshit is for the birds, throw some bread out

Got it sewn up, check the thread count

 

[T-Pain – Chorus]

 

#3 We Takin’ Over

 

Artist: DJ Khaled, Akon, T.I., RickRoss, Fat Joe, Birdman & Lil Wayne

Genre: Hip-Hop

Label: Terroe Squade, Koch

Album: We The Best

Released: March 27, 2007

 

[Akon]

Oh, oh

 

[Khaled]

DJ Khaled!

 

[Akon]

Konvict Music, yeah

 

[Khaled]

We the best

We takin’ over

Listen!

 

[T.I.]

Ay, ay

Started in Atlanta, then I spread out wit’ it

South Carolina, Alabama, Mississippi

On to North Carolina, Philadelphia and Virginia

From down in Miami where it warm in the winter

On up to Minnesota where it storm in the winter

Jacksonville, Tallahassee, Memphis, Tenn. holla at me

Me in H-Town, Southside, Cloverland daddy

I’m the man out in Dallas, better ask Khaled

Kept me out in Cali with my eyes open barely

Blowin’ and spinnin’, goin’ down Bennett

Drop six-fo’, three-wheel then switch it

Red light stop, make it drop for the bitches

Got a glock fo’-fifth, blow your head off wit’ it

Anything you hear that I said, I meant it

King got the crown then sped off it wit’ it

Say you need bricks, I said I get it

 

[Akon]

If you want to, we can supply you

Got enough work, to feed the whole town

They won’t shoot you, unless you try to

Come around and try to stomp on our ground

‘Cause we takin’ over, one city at a time

Said we takin’ over, one city at a time

Said we takin’ over, one city at a time

Said we takin’ over, one city at a time

 

[Rick Ross]

Triple C, Black Flag

We rich, yeah

 

[Khaled]

Listen!

 

[Rick Ross]

Boss, it’s what I does

I get money everyday, everyday I does

That Benz, is how I ride

Black flag on the left, two hoes and ride

You better, move! Ak all day

Get shot up like Shyne, that’s on my neck

I’m (B.I.G.) like Diddy

Damn it, I’m wit’ it

Khaled we did it, Biggie of my city

Please no fitted, fuck it, I’m too pretty

The rappers can get brain, stupid, I’m silly

Money that come, runnin’ like water

Mami so hot, damn it, she gorgeous

Miami on fire, you better be, cautious

Might get shot on the porch of your fortress

Now they see that you know I’m from Port City

I run in ’cause Rick Ross is boss shit

 

[Akon]

‘Cause we takin’ over, one city at a time

Said we takin’ over, one city at a time

Said we takin’ over, one city at a time

Said we takin’ over, one city at a time

 

[Fat Joe]

Cribs Mania

Khaled!

BX, TS nigga

 

[Khaled]

Listen!

 

[Fat Joe]

Blat, when you see Crack, better duck

like the mac gotta ease past, nigga what

Shit, I don’t give fuck, I run these streets

Y’all talk that shit, I want that beef

I’m a tell you like a g told me

They’ll come back quick if a nigga O.D

Cash Rule Everything Around Me

I’m YSL, Versace

You could see me in that Porsche GT

Comin’ down Sunset, sittin’ on D’s

Feelin’ like ‘Pac, All Eyes On Me

Fresh bandanna and I’m blowin’ mad trees

Nigga please, I spit crack every verse a ki

Some say Khaled, some say Khalid

Twelve years down and I’m finally free, crack!

 

[Akon]

If you want to, we can supply you

Got enough work, to feed the whole town

They won’t shoot you, unless you try to

Come around and try to stomp on our ground

‘Cause we takin’ over, one city at a time

Said we takin’ over, one city at a time

Said we takin’ over, one city at a time

Said we takin’ over, one city at a time

 

[Khaled]

Listen!

 

[Birdman]

Birdman daddy, I’m number one

Nigga came at me wrong so we got him done

Fuckin’ with the fam’, I’m gonna give him some

Spent that corner, he didn’t run

Sunday had a whole church singin’ a song

“Why’d they have to send my baby home?”

Fuckin’ with some nigga, that paper long

Been a g in the game now my son on the throne

 

[Lil Wayne]

I am the beast

Feed me rappers or feed me beats

I am untamed, I need a leash

I am insane, I need a shrink

I love brain, I need a leech

Why complain on easy streets?

I don’t even talk, I let the Visa speak

and I like, my sprite easter pink

And my wrist special pah but the Mula’s cooler

I have more jewels than your jeweler

Touch and I will bust your medulla

That’s a bullethole, it is not a tumor

Red light! Red light! Stop your rumors

I stay on track like a box of Pumas

Now just r-r-rock with Junior

I am the little big Kahuna, y’dig?

 

[Akon]

‘Cause we takin’ over, one city at a time

 

#4 I’m the One

 

Artist: DJ Khaled, Justin Bieber, Quavo, Chance The Rapper & Lil Wayne

Genre: Hip-Hop

Label: We the Best, Epic

Album: Grateful

Released: April 28, 2017

 

[DJ Khaled:]

We The Best Music

Another One!

DJ Khaled

 

[Justin Bieber (DJ Khaled):]

Yeah, you’re lookin’ at the truth, the money never lie, no

I’m the one, yeah, I’m the one

Early mornin’ in the dawn, know you wanna ride now. (Let’s ride.)

I’m the one, yeah. (Let’s ride.)

I’m the one, yeah

Hear, you’re sick of all those other imitators

Don’t let the only real one intimidate you

See you watchin’, don’t run outta time now

 

[Justin Bieber:]

I’m the one, yeah, oh-eh-oh oh-eh-oh

I’m the one oh-eh-oh oh-eh-oh

I’m the only one oh-eh-oh oh-eh-oh

I’m the one oh-eh-oh oh-eh-oh

I’m the only one

 

[Quavo:]

Yo, yo. Quavo

I’m the one that hit that same spot. Hit it.

She the one that bring them rain drops, rain drops.

We go back, remember criss-cross and hopscotch, hopscotch?

You the one that hold me down when the block’s hot, hot.

I make your dreams come true when you wake up. Dream.

And your look’s just the same without no make up, eh.

Had to pull up on your mama, see what you’re made of. Mama.

Ain’t gotta worry ’bout ’em commas ’cause my cake up, hey

You can run inside my life from that fame bus

‘Cause I promise when we step out you’ll be famous, yeah

Modern day Bonnie and Clyde what they named us. Why?

‘Cause when we pull up—prr prr—all angles

 

[Justin Bieber (DJ Khaled):]

Yeah, you’re lookin’ at the truth, the money never lie, no

I’m the one, yeah, I’m the one

Early mornin’ in the dawn, know you wanna ride now. (Let’s ride.)

I’m the one, yeah. (Let’s ride.)

I’m the one, yeah

Hear, you’re sick of all those other imitators

Don’t let the only real one intimidate you

See you watchin’, don’t run outta time now

 

[Justin Bieber:]

I’m the one, yeah, oh-eh-oh oh-eh-oh

I’m the one oh-eh-oh oh-eh-oh

I’m the only one oh-eh-oh oh-eh-oh

I’m the one oh-eh-oh oh-eh-oh

I’m the only one

 

[Chance The Rapper:]

Okay, though

She beat her face out with that new Chanel

She like the price, she see the ice, it make her coochie melt

When I met her in the club I asked her who she felt

Then she went and put that booty on that Gucci belt

We don’t got no label

She say she want bottles, she ain’t got no table

She don’t got no bed frame, she don’t got no tables

We just watching Netflix, she ain’t got no cable. Okay, though.

Plug, plug, plug, I’m the plug for her

She want a nigga that pull her hair and hold the door for her

Baby, that’s only me, bitch, it okay with me

Baby, okay, okay though

 

[Justin Bieber (DJ Khaled):]

Yeah, you’re lookin’ at the truth, the money never lie, no

I’m the one, yeah, I’m the one

Early mornin’ in the dawn, know you wanna ride now. (Let’s ride.)

I’m the one, yeah. (Let’s ride.)

I’m the one, yeah

Hear, you’re sick of all those other imitators

Don’t let the only real one intimidate you

See you watchin’, don’t run outta time now

 

[Justin Bieber:]

I’m the one, yeah, oh-eh-oh oh-eh-oh

I’m the one oh-eh-oh oh-eh-oh

I’m the only one oh-eh-oh oh-eh-oh

I’m the one oh-eh-oh oh-eh-oh

I’m the only one

 

[Lil Wayne:]

Lookin’ for the one, well, bitch, you’re looking at the one

I’m the best yet and yet my best is yet to come

‘Cause I’ve been lookin’ for somebody, not just any-fuckin’-body

Don’t make me catch a body, that’s for any and everybody

Oh my God! She hit me up all day, get no response

Bitch you blow my high, that’s like turning gold to bronze

Roll my eyes

And when she on the molly she a zombie

She think we Clyde and Bonnie but it’s more like Whitney Bobby

God forgive me

Tunechi and finessin’, I’m a legend

Straight up out The Crescent, fly your bae down for the Essence

For the record I knew Khaled when that boy was spinnin’ records

Moolah gang winning record, I’m just flexing on my exes, oh, God

 

[Justin Bieber (DJ Khaled):]

Yeah, you’re lookin’ at the truth, the money never lie, no

I’m the one, yeah, I’m the one

Early mornin’ in the dawn, know you wanna ride now. (Let’s ride.)

I’m the one, yeah. (Let’s ride.)

I’m the one, yeah

Hear, you’re sick of all those other imitators

Don’t let the only real one intimidate you

See you watchin’, don’t run outta time now

 

[Justin Bieber:]

I’m the one, yeah, oh-eh-oh oh-eh-oh

I’m the one oh-eh-oh oh-eh-oh

I’m the only one oh-eh-oh oh-eh-oh

I’m the one oh-eh-oh oh-eh-oh

I’m the only one

 

[Justin Bieber (DJ Khaled):]

(Another one)

Don’t you know, girl, don’t you know, girl

I am the one for you (I’m the one), yeah, I’m the one

Don’t you know, girl, don’t you know, girl

I am the one for you (I’m the one), yeah, I’m the one

Don’t you know, girl, don’t you know, girl

I am the one for you (I’m the one), yeah, I’m the one

Don’t you know, girl, don’t you know, girl

I am the one for you (I’m the one), yeah, I’m the one

 

#5 All I Do Is Win

 

Artist: DJ Khaled, T-pain, Ludacris, Rick Ross, Snoop Dogg

Genre: Hip-Hop

Label: We The Best, Terror Squad, E1

Album: Victory

Released: February 8, 2010

 

[Khaled] DJ Khaled!

[T-Pain] Hey! Yeah

[Khaled] We the best!

 

[Chorus — T-Pain:]

All I do is win, win, win no matter what

got money on my mind I can never get enough

and every time I step up in the building

everybody hands go up

and they stay there

and they say yeah

and they stay there

Up down, up down, up down

‘Cause all I do is win, win, win

and if you goin’ in put your hands in the air

make them stay there

(Yeah, listen… Luda)

 

[Ludacris]

Ludacris going in on the verse

‘Cause I never been defeated and I won’t stop now

keep your hands up put em in the sky

for the homies didn’t make it and my folks locked down

I never went nowhere

but they saying Luda’s back

blame it on that conjure

the hood call it Ludayac

and I’m on this foolish track so I spit my foolish flows

my hands go up and down like strippers booty’s go

my verses still be serving, tight like a million virgins

last time on a Khaled remix now I’m on the original version

Can’t never count me out

y’all better count me in

got 20 bank accounts, accountants count me in

make millions every year, the South’s champion

‘Cause all I do, all I, all I, all I, all I do is…

 

[Chorus]

 

(Win, win, who? Boss… Boss)

 

[Rick Ross]

Swerving in my Lolo,

head on the swivel

you know serving me’s a no no

clean as a whistle as I pull out in my Rolls Royce

yellow bone passenger they see it, they say oh boy!

tell Khaled back it up, my niggas call me Loco

down for armed trafficking, don’t make me pull that fo-fo

ask you what you laughing at (what?)

represent that mud life

dirty money bitch you better get your mud right

we come together holding hands and holla thug life

we are strapped in all black

it’s like thug life

(all we do is win)

you riding the what

‘Cause we riding the night

now she’s riding with me ’cause you wasn’t riding right

ROSS…

 

[Chorus]

 

[Snoop Dogg]

heat in the Kitchen, pot on the stove

water getting boiled, dope being sold

snoopy in the hoopty, system overload

I’ve been running this rap game since I was 20 years old

I hung with the worst of them

bust till I burst em up

floss em up, toss em up, hardaway, boss em up

pardon me I bossing up pressure up, bless ya bruh

don’t mess with us

we like the U in the 80’s

back to back set a trap

hit the lick, hit it back

hit the trick, jump the track

bitch I want my money back

time and time again while I’m sipping on this gin

Al Davis said it best, just win baby win

 

[Chorus]

 

#6 I Got The Keys

 

Artist: DJ Khaled, Jay-Z & Future

Genre: Hip-Hop, Trap

Label: We The Best, Epic

Album: Major Key

Released: July 4, 2016

 

[Intro:]

[DJ Khaled:] We The Best music!

[Jay Z:] Oh, this what we doin’ here

[DJ Khaled:] Another one!!!

[Jay Z:] I’ma have to put my jewelry on for this one

[Future:] Wraith talk, Wraith talk, oh, we talkin’ that Wraith talk

Safe talk, safe talk, here we go talkin’ that safe talk

[DJ Khaled:] Major key alert!

[Jay Z:] Oh, we good now

[Future:] Major bag alert

[DJ Khaled:] DJ Khaled!

 

[Hook – Future:]

I got them keys, keys, keys

I got them keys, keys, keys

I got them keys, keys, keys

I got them keys, keys, keys

We go to court, we gon’ plead the fifth

I know the judge, I’ma shoot him some chips

I got them keys, keys, keys

I got them keys, keys, keys

 

[Verse 1 – Jay Z:]

Niggas always asking me the key

‘Til you own your own you can’t be free

‘Til you’re on your own you can’t be me

How we still slaves in 2016?

Key to life, keep a bag comin’

Every night another bag comin’

I ain’t been asleep since ’96

I ain’t seen the back of my eyelids

I been speedin’ through life with no safety belt

One on one with the corner, with no safety help

I perform like Josh Norman, I ain’t normal, nigga

Just a project nigga out in Beverly Hills, California, nigga

That Wraith talk, that’s foreign, nigga

Special cloth talk here

All my niggas from the mud damn near

All my niggas millionares

We gon’ take it there, I swear

You gon’ think a nigga’s psychic

You ain’t seen nothin’ like this

I should probably copyright this

I promise they ain’t gonna like this

 

[Hook – Future:]

I got them keys, keys, keys

I got them keys, keys, keys

I got them keys, keys, keys

I got them keys, keys, keys

We go to court, we gon’ plead the fifth

I know the judge, I’ma shoot him some chips

I got them keys, keys, keys

I got them keys, keys, keys

Radar, radar on, these niggas ain’t even on my radar

Radar, radar on, on, you ain’t on my radar

Radar, radar, no, no, you hatin’ on my radar

No, no, you bitches ain’t, bitches ain’t even on my radar

 

[Verse 2 – Jay Z:]

I got a bag for lawyers, like, “Fuck your charges!”

Hop out the courtroom, like, “What charges?”

Big pimpin’ on your court steps

Case y’all ain’t notice, I ain’t lost yet

Y’all know it’s one to one

Soon as you hear that uh, uh, uh

Y’all know the difference right

From rap facts and fiction, right?

Real life I’m like HOV

Real life I’m life goals

In real life they’re like me?

In real life I’m like, “No.”

My swag different, that bag different

My wife Beyoncé, I brag different

My baby Blue, I dream in color

That’s too much flavor, I don’t rap to suckas (Ha!)

God bless you all, I only talk special talk

I only talk special cloth

Said I only talk special, ah!

 

[Hook – Future:]

I got them keys, keys, keys

I got them keys, keys, keys

I got them keys, keys, keys

I got them keys, keys, keys

We go to court, we gon’ plead the fifth

I know the judge, I’ma shoot him some chips

I got them keys, keys, keys

I got them keys, keys, keys

Radar, radar on, these niggas ain’t even on my radar

Radar, radar on, on, you ain’t on my radar

Radar, radar, no, no, you hatin’ on my radar

No, no, you bitches ain’t, bitches ain’t even on my radar

 

[Interlude:]

[DJ Khaled:] I got the keys

[Future:] I got the keys, keys, keys

[DJ Khaled:] I got the keys to all success!

[Future:] I got the keys, keys, keys

[DJ Khaled:] We the best!

[Future:] I got the keys, keys, keys

[DJ Khaled:] Roc Nation! Freebandz!

 

[Hook – Future:]

Secure the bag alert

Alert, alert, alert, alert, alert, alert

Alert, alert, alert, alert, we got ’em alert

I got them keys, keys, keys

I got them keys, keys, keys

I got them keys, keys, keys

I got them keys, keys, keys

We go to court, we gon’ plead the fifth

I know the judge, I’ma shoot him some chips

I got them keys, keys, keys

I got them keys, keys, keys

 

#7 No new Friends

 

Artist: DJ Khaled, Drake, Rick Ross & Lil Wayne

Genre: Hip-Hop

Label: We The Best, Cash Money, Republic

Album: Suffering From Success

Released: April 19, 2013

 

…Another one

 

[Hook: Drake]

Stay down with my day one niggas, and we in the club screaming

No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no no new (DJ Khaled)

Still here with my day one niggas, so you hear me say

No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no no new

I still ride with my day one niggas, I don’t really need

No new friends, no new friends, no new friends, no no new

I stay down from day one so I say

Fuck all y’all niggas except my niggas

Fuck all y’all niggas except my niggas

One more time

Fuck all y’all niggas except my niggas

Fuck all y’all niggas

Stay down from day one,

So I say

(Fuck a fake friends where your real friends at? Started!)

 

[Verse 1: Drake]

Ah, man this shit so ill that we had to restart it

H-town my second home like I’m James Harden

Money counter go burrr when you selling out the garden

Four car garage, pornstar ménage

Birdman go burrr cause he know this shit retarded

Fuck her on the floor ‘fore we make it to the bed

Switch your ass really call started from the bottom, yes lord

OVO sound man I’m proud of my niggas,

Knew we would make it never doubted my niggas

All my bitches love me

If I had a baby mama she would probably be richer than a lot of you niggas

Aye, that’s luxury dawg, day one niggas you’re stuck with me dawg

Ever since YouTube niggas been calling me the leader of the new school

Fuck with me dawg, yeah

 

[Hook]

 

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]

Your bitch all in my photographs, hoe niggas got hate for me

Big homies all certified, nothing niggas gon’ take from me

Follow codes, study game, feed fam nigga fuck fame

All black my whip foreign, these bad hoes keep tiptoeing

Down in turks and caicos, dope boy that’s my dress code

All I hug is blood nigga, Khaled that’s my flesh though

All I want is love nigga, money bring that stress though

Smoke good I love life, strip club like every night

Every night my same niggas day one straight menace

Rozay!

 

[Hook]

 

[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]

Ah, I’m here with my niggas, I’m too high to be friendly

They throw dirt on my name, well that’s why they still dig me

And I’m tired of all this hating, I thank God for my patience

I thank God for my homies I wish we could trade places

Bitch we good fellas, boy all them niggas with you they just

Pole bearers and if we ball catch us

Remember sip slow, live fast Young Money stay young

I been Cash Money since day one

Tunechi

 

[Hook]

 

[Outro]

 

Fuck all ya niggas except my niggas [x3]

Fuck all ya niggas

Fuck them other niggas ’cause I’m down with my niggas [x3]

Fuck them other bitches ’cause I’m down with my niggas

 

#8 I’m So Hood

 

Artist: Dj Khaled, T-Pain, Trick Daddy, Rick Ross & Plies

Genre: Hip-Hop, Rap

Label: Terror Squad, Koch

Album: We The Best

Released: August 28, 2007

 

DJ Khaled We’re The Best

Who We Nigga

We’re The Best

The Winner I Represent The Ghetto Across The World

And You Represent The Hood Two Hands In The Sky

 

[Chorus:]

I’m So Hood (Listen)

I Wear My Pants Below My Waist

And I never dance when I’m in this place

‘Cause You And Your Man Is Planning To Hate (I’m So Hood)

And I Got These Golds Up In My Mouth If You Get Closer To My House Then You Know What I’m Taking about I’m Out The Hood

And If You Feel Me Put Your Hands Up (hood) My Hood Of Niggas Can You Stand Up (I’m So Hood)

If You’re Not From Here You Can Walk It Out And You Not Hood Then You Don’t Know What I’m Talking about

 

Everybody Wanna Motherfucking Know Why I Dress So Fly Sit So High (Bitch)

I Do It For The Hood

Bitch Ass Niggas I Do It ‘Cause I Could

Heavy starch On My Jeans 4X On My White Tee

Living Life Like A G That’s Why These Bitch Ass Niggas Wanna Fight Me

But I ain’t Going Play With ‘Em

Nu Uh Brother Left To AK Hit ‘Em

Tough Niggas Get Fucked Up

And Put On Ice For The Rest Of They Life

I’m Straight Out The Hood Bra

See That’s What I Do It For

My Low Class Ghetto Ass

Just Renewed My Ghetto Ass

 

[Chorus]

 

Ross Yeah 4 5 Off In the Ride

Four blunts For Me To Get High

Feel Buck When I Ride By (I’m So Hood)

I I got ’em hatin’, talking like Plies

Niggas Keep Dropping Like Flies

Snitching Ain’t Going Cut No Time (I’m So Hood)

I Murder One Of You Fuck Niggas

Droppin’ For You Last

You Know Coming Mad (I’m So Hood)

For Money For Mahem For Yayo And Millions

I Made ‘Em, The Mayblock Is Mine, The City Is Mine (I’m so Hood)

 

[Chorus]

 

Damn my P O You all Can Tell her I Said It

violate me if She wants, she’s Gonna Have To Come Catch Me

piss Test Me All You Want, I’m gonna Smoke When I’m Ready

Pants Hanging Off Me Now ’cause My Pistol Heavy (Hood)

I Ain’t Spoke To You Yet Dawg, ‘Cause I Ain’t Friendly

I drank Yak homie, you all drink Cris

I Like Bust It Babies I don’t Want No Boosy Bitch

I Never Buy A Phantom 28’s Can’t Fit

They Say I’m fed bound, They Call Me high risk

Full Bloody Goon, Lanes Make Me Sick

You Get 3 or 4 Birds where I’m from we call you rich

I’d Like To Thank The Hood Homie Is All Behind Me

 

[Chorus]

 

I’m So Hood

Trick Daddy, T-Pain, Rick Ross, Plies

Nigga We So Hood

We The Best

DJ Khaled Florida Stand Up

Let’s Go

Hood

 

#9 I’m On One

 

Artist: DJ Khaled, Drake, Rick Ross & Lil Wayne

Genre: Hip-Hop

Label: We The Best, Terror Squad, Cash Money, Universal Motown

Album: We the Best Forever

Released: May 20, 2011.

 

(Get ’em up)

I’m on one

(Get ’em up)

I’m on one

(Get ’em up)

I said I’m on one

 

[Drake]

I’m getting so throwed

I ain’t went this hard since I was 18

Apologize if I say, anything I don’t mean

Like what’s up with your best friend?

We could all have some fun, believe me

And what’s up with these new niggas?

And why they think it all comes so easy

 

But get it while you here boy

‘Cause all that hype don’t feel the same next year boy

Yeah and I’ll be right here in my spot with a little more cash than I already got

Tripping off you ’cause you had your shot

With my skin tanned and my hair long

And my fans who been so patient, me and 40 back to work but we still smell like a vacation

Hate the rumours, hate your bullshit

Hate these fucking allegations, I’m just feeling like the throne is for the taking

Watch me take it!

 

[Drake – Chorus]

All I care about is money and the city that I’m from

I’ma sip until I feel it, I’ma smoke it ’til it’s done

And I don’t really give a fuck, and my excuse is that I’m young

And I’m only getting older so somebody should’ve told ya

 

I’m on one

Yeah, fuck it, I’m on one

Yeah, I said I’m on one

Fuck it, I’m on one

 

Two white cups and I got that drink

Could be purple, it could be pink

Depending on how you mix that shit

Money that we got, never get that shit

 

‘Cause I’m on one

I said fuck it I’m on one

 

[Rick Ross]

I’m burning purple flowers

It’s burning my chest

I bury the most cash and burning the rest

Walking on the clouds, suspended in thin air

Do ones beneath me recognize the red bottoms I wear

Burner in the belt

Move the kids to the hills (BOSS)

Bend shawty on the sink, do it for the thrill

Kiss you on ya neck and tell ya everything is great

Even though I’m out on bond I might be facin’ 8’s

Still running with the same niggas til the death of me

Ever seen a million cash, gotta count it carefully

Ever made love to the woman of your dreams

In a room full of money out in London and she screams

Baby, I could take it there

Call Marc Jacobs personally to make a pair

So yeah, we on one, the feeling ain’t fair (Khaled)

And it’s double M G until I get the chair

 

[Drake – Chorus]

 

[Lil Wayne]

I walk around the club, fuck everybody

And all my niggas got that Heat I feel like Pat Riley

Yeah, too much money, ain’t enough money

You know the feds listening, nigga what money?

I’m a maid nigga

I should dust something

You niggas on the bench

Like the bus coming

Huh, ain’t nothing sweet but the swishas

I’m focused might as well say cheese for the pictures

Oh, I’m about to go Andre the Giant

You a sell out, but I ain’t buying

Chopper dissect a nigga like science

Put an end to the world like the Mayans

This a celebration bitches, Mazel Tov

It’s a slim chance I fall, olive oil

Tunechi be the name, don’t ask me how I got it

I’m killin’ these hoes I swear I’m tryna stop the violence

 

[Chorus]

 

Young mula baby, YMCMB

 

#10 Nas Album Done

 

Artist: DJ Khaled, Nas

Genre: Hip-Hop, Trap, R&B

label: We The Best, Epic

Album: Major Key

Released: July 29, 2016.

 

[DJ Khaled:]

Classic, timeless, forever, iconic

DJ Khaled!

 

[Nas:]

A divine leader

Shine brighter, bonita mami meet a line sniffer

Never, poetic rhyme writer, chiefer

Ebony empress getter

Celebrity Apprentice a devil show

Big up to Africa, Mexico

Hennessy, margarita, venison eater

So dear spread ’em here, don’t be actin’ innocent either

Don’t be, relax me, it’s only to the nasty

I’m just a phony assassin

A lot of niggas owe me, I’m a tax ’em

A lot of sisters hold me to somethin’ holy and Catholic

Cause the rosary and gold flashy

Just an attachment and accessory to my dress code

Now everywhere all I see is Pablo, Esco

Last time I checked I was still breathin’

My neck was still freezin’, now everybody got an Escobar Season

To every baby on the album cover existin’

This trend I was settin’ came to fruition

I’m assistin’ to push the culture forward

To all my go supporters, go support us

Like a local black-owned grocery store

Cause in the hood shit ain’t passed down through blood

It’s a dub on that

We get government aid

Spend it at their stores, sendin’ their kids through college

We need balance, so we can lease and own Ds in our projects

So I’m askin’ Gs to go in their pockets

The racial economic inequality, let’s try to solve it

 

My signature fade with the devil blade

That’s a major key

I told her she smart and loyal, I like that

That’s a major key

Start a label, run it, sign yourself

That’s a major key

What Tony had on the table

It’s like us, we a major key

 

Still underestimated, every mistake a lesson

Mercury retrograde, so if that planet spin backwards up in the heavens maybe

It’s effectin’ back on niggas who don’t be reppin’ lately

I’m playin’ chess with babies

Niggas is nursery

Niggas impersonatin’, rehearsin’ me

Nothin’ like me, I’m the first of me and that’s quite certainly

So official, come get this issue, some women crazy

I like a woman to show me wisdom

These hoes easily convinced to pop their pussy with a loaded pistol

Y’all ain’t meant to be played

Says the brother with the signature fade

Still paid, stackin’, new stash

Went from hangin’ with shooters and clappers

To computer hackers

Check the fashion in Monaco

Gettin’ ocean mist on my HSTRY hats

Khaled called me when I was in album mode

So I put it on hold for the Major Key

My album done, niggas, wait and see

 

[DJ Khaled:]

Classic shit, timeless, forever, iconic

 

[Nas:]

My signature fade with the devil blade

That’s a major key

I told her she smart and loyal, I like that

That’s a major key

Start a label, run it, sign yourself

That’s a major key

What Tony had on the table

It’s like us, we a major key

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