The linguistic construction of gender in English language culture based on rap

And I love it when I hit it from the back and you get on top of me and have a brother goin "Oh, oh"

Girl, I love how you roll me right, I can make you a celebrity overnight...

Over Night Celebrity

See...

See baby girl...

You see how you make a brother break down?

I just gotta ask you...

What you need?

What you need from me?

Oh, you wanna be a star?

Oh, you're messin' with the right one...

I can take you there...

I can make sure you got all the finest things...

Let me be your manager...

Come here, girl, I can see you're bored, take you to the queen that I see you for,

Take you shoppin' on Sprees in stores, I'm gonna get you to the MTV awards,

We're about to do a show tonight, you're lookin' good girl, show you right,

Take you places, I know you like, I can make you a celebrity overnight,

Come here, girl, you can hang if you're bored, we can do plenty things plus more,

I'm about to have you changin' in stores, I can even get you to the Soul Train Awards,

We're about to do a show tonight, you're lookin' good girl, show you right,

Take you places, I know you like, I can make you a celebrity overnight...

45. Juvenile (ft. Soulja Slim) -- Slow Motion (July 3, 2004)

Slow motion for me, slow motion for me, move in slow motion for me

Uhhh, I like it like that, she working that back, I don't know how to act,

Slow motion for me, slow motion for me, Slow motion for me, move in slow motion for me,

I'm a dick thrower, her neck and her back hurting,

Cut throat will have her like a brand new virgin,

Its like when she gets used of it, then you start serving,

Hop on top and start jiggy-jiggy jerking,

Slow down for me, you moving too fast,

My fingers keep slipping, I'm trying to grip that ass,

Keep being hard headed and I'ma make you get on me,

Got a human up disguise but my face is a doggy,

If You loving my bark, let me bury my bone,

I got four or five bad married bitches at home

One of my bitches fell in love with that outside dick,

That outside dick keep them hoes sick, like

Its like I got the world in my palm, your girl up under my arm

She fucked up from the charm,

She love the way the dick stay hard from 12 till early in the morn,

fine bitches if you listening you heared me i'm strong,

If you going through your cycle I ain't with it i'm gone,

you must've heared about them hoes that I beat up in my home,

They wasn't telling the truth baby you know they was wrong,

Now, make it official and drink some of that Dom,

I don't mind buying blue, you riding too, don't be asking a nigga question bout where I'm driving you,

Lil mamma my shit together I ain't jiving you,

I don't think that nigga could do you better than I could do, you know

The Juvenile from cross the street by the derby,

Same nigga used to be runnin' with Rusty and Kirby,

Can a playa from tha nolia get a chance with it,

but I can't bounce with you without using my hands with it

Slow Motion, she open, I'm hopin' she don't leave my dick broken,

with brush burns and swollen, I'm toting she don't wanna make me out and believe her,

I guarantee I'ma see ya when I see ya,

And just don't holla out my name like we was all in,

Yo pussy throwback, and you know that,

So stop stunt'n, slow motion for a real nigga,

I'm gone off that incredible potion and i'ma deal with you

I like how them Victoria Secrets sit in that ass,

Lemme pour some more hyp and hennesy in ya glass,

Would I be violating, If I grabbed me handfull,

I'm knowing whats happening, all I want is a sample,

Who you wit ? I'm in a rental today,

Its going down at the Hamptown Inn and I remember the way,

Less money we spend on bullshit, the more for the weed

Whats it gonna take for you to come in slow motion with me like

46. Terror Squad -- Lean Back (August 14, 2004)

Owwwwww!!!! yeah! my niggaz!!! uh huh!!!

Throw your hands in the air right now man!!!

Feel this shit right here! Scott Storch nigga!

Yeah Khalid I see you nigga!!!

Show Big Pun love! Uh! Yeah! Uh! Yo!

I don't give a fuck about your faults or mishappens nigga

We from the Bronx, New York, shit happens

Kids clappin, love to spark the place

Half the niggaz in the squad got a scar on their face

It's a cold world and this is ice

Half a mill for the charm, nigga this is life

Got the Phantom in front of the buildin, Trinity Ave

Ten years been legit, they still figure me bad

As a young'n - was too much to cope with

Why you think - mu'fuckers nicknamed me Cook Coke shit

Shoulda been called Armed Robbery

Extortion, or maybe Grand Larceny

I did it all, I put the pieces to the puzzle

Just as long, I knew me and my peoples was 'gon bubble

Came out the gate on some Flow Joe shit

Fat nigga with the shotty was the logo kid!

Said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants

And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back

I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants

And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back

(Come on!)

R to the Ezzy, M to the Yzzy

My arms stay breezy, the Don stay flizzy

Got a date at 8, I'm in the 7-4-fizzive

And I just bought a bike so I can ride till I die

With a matchin jacket, 'bout to cop me a mansion

My niggaz in the club, but you know they not dancin

We gangsta, and gangstas don't dance with boogies

So never mind how we got in here with burners and hoodies

Listen we don't pay admission and the bouncers don't check us

And we - walk around the metal detectors

And there really ain't a need for a VIP section

In the middle of the dance floor reckless, check it

Said he - liked my necklace, started relaxin

Now that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction

See Money Ain't a Thing nigga, we still the same niggaz

Flows just changed now we bout to change the game nigga

Now we living better now, Coogi sweater now

And that G4 can fly through any weather now

See, niggaz get tight when you worth some millions

This is why I sport the chinchilla to hurt they feelings

You can find Joe Crack at all type of shit

Out in Vegas front row to all the fights and shit

If 5-0 boy come, then they'd proudly squeal

Cause half these rappers they +Blow+ like Derek Foreal

If you cross the line, damn right I'm 'gon hurt ya

These faggot niggaz even made gang signs commercial

Even Lil' Bow Wow throwin it up

B2K crip walkin like that's what's up!

Kay keep tellin me to speak about the Rucker

Matter of fact, I don't wanna speak about the Rucker

Not even Pee Wee Kirkland could imagine this

My niggaz didn't have to play to win the championship, come on!

Ha! ha! yeah! (Can you hear me?!)

Bronx, BX borough, Terror Squad, uh (Ha!)

Big Pun forever, Tone Montana forever (Can you hear me?!)

Uh! Yeah! Streets is ours, come on!!!

Nah man, it ain't never gon stop

Search!!! Raul!!! JB, Fat Ant come on!!! Uh!!

47. Snoop Dogg (ft. Pharrell) -- Drop It Like It's Hot (November 6, 2004)

When the pimp's in the crib ma

Drop it like it's hot

When the pigs try to get at you

Park it like it's hot

And if a nigga get a attitude

Pop it like it's hot

I got the Rolly on my arm and I'm pouring Chandon

And I roll the best weed 'cause I got it going on

Uh! I'm a nice dude, with some nice dreams

See these ice cubes? See these Ice Creams?

Eligible bachelor, million-dollar boat

That's whiter than what's spilling down your throat

The Phantom, exterior like fish eggs

The interior like suicide wrist red

I can exercise you, this can be your Phys. Ed

Cheat on your man ma, that's how you get ahizzead

Killer with the beat, I know killers in the street

With the steel that'll make you feel like Chinchilla in the heat

So don't try to run up on my ear talking all that raspy shit

Trying to ask me shit

When my niggas fill your vest they ain't gon' pass me shit

You should think about it, take a second

Matter fact, you should take four B

And think before you fuck with lil Skateboard P

When the pimp's in the crib ma

Drop it like it's hot

When the pigs try to get at you

Park it like it's hot

And if a nigga get a attitude

Pop it like it's hot

I got the Rolly on my arm and I'm pouring Chandon

And I roll the best weed 'cause I got it going on

I'm a gangster, but y'all knew that

Da Big Boss Dogg, yeah I had to do that

I keep a blue flag hanging out my backside

But only on the left side, yeah that's the Crip side

Ain't no other way to play the game the way I play

I cut so much you thought I was a DJ

Two, one, yep, three!

S-N double O-P, D-O double G

I can't fake it, just break it, and when I take it

See I specialize in making all the girls get naked

So bring your friends, all of y'all come inside

We got a world premiere right here, now get live!

So don't change the dizzle, turn it up a little

I got a living room full of fine dime brizzles

Waiting on the Pizzle, the Dizzle and the Chizzle

Gs to the bizzack, now ladies here we gizzo

I'm a bad boy, with a lot of hoes

Drive my own cars, and wear my own clothes

I hang out tough, I'm a real boss

Big Snoop Dogg, yeah he's so sharp

On the TV screen and in the magazines

If you play me close, you're on a red beam

Oh you got a gun so you wanna pop back?

AK-47 now nigga, stop that!

Cement shoes, now I'm on the move

Your family's crying, now you on the news

They can't find you, and now they miss you

Must I remind you I'm only here to twist you

Pistol-whip you, dip you then flip you

Then dance to this motherfucking music we crip to

Subscribe nigga, get your issue

Baby come close, let me see how you get loose!

48. Lil Jon & the East Side Boyz (ft. Usher and Ludacris) -- Lovers and Friends (January 15, 2005)

Yeah, man

Once again, it's on (It's on)

You know we had to do it again, right?

We had to do it again, boy

Want you to sing to these ladies, man

(Ohh-oh-oh-ohh)

A'ight, so I'm up first? A'ight, lemme have it...

(Ohh-oh-oh-ohh)

Let's do it...

Baby, how ya doin'?

Hope that 'cha fine, wanna know what you got in mind,

And I'm,

Got me fiendin' like Jodeci, girl, I can't leave you alone,

Take a shot of this here Petrone' and it's gon' be on,

V.I.P. done got way too crowded,

I'm about to end up callin' it a night,

You should holla at 'cha girl, tell her you shake it the scene,

Pull off, beep-beep, shotgun in the GT with me

She said, "Ohhh-ohhh, I'm ready to ride, yeah,"

"'Cause once you get inside, you can't change your mind,"

"Don't mean to sound impatient, but you gotta promise, baby, ohh..."

Tell me again (Tell me again, my baby),

That we'll be Lovers and Friends (Ohh, I gotta know, baby, aw yeah)

Tell me again (Make sho' you right, ohh, before we leave),

That we'll be Lovers and Friends (Ohh, it's a good look, baby)...

Sometimes wanna be your lover,

Sometimes wanna be your friend,

Sometimes wanna hug ya,

Hold hands, slow-dance while the record spins,

Opened up your heart 'cause you said I made you feel so comfortable,

Used to play back then, now you all grown-up like Rudy Huxtable,

I could be your Bud, you could beat me up,

Play-fight in the dark, then we both make love,

I'd do anything just to feel your butt,

Why you got me so messed up?

I don't know, but you gotta stop trippin',

Be a good girl now, turn around, and get these whippings,

You know you like it like that,

You don't have to fight back,

Here's a pillow - bite...that,

And I'll be settin' seperate plays,

So on all these separate days,

Your legs can go they separate...ways...

I's been know you fo' a long time (shawty),

But fuckin' never crossed my mind (shawty),

But tonight, I seen sumthin' in ya (shawty),

That made me wanna get wit 'cha (shawty),

But you ain't been nuttin' but a friend to me (shawty),

And a nigga never ever dreamed to be (shawty),

Up in here, kissin', huggin', squeezin', touchin' (shawty),

Up in the bathtub, rub-a-dubbin' (shawty),

Are you sure you wanna go this route? (shawty),

Let a nigga know before I pull it out (shawty),

I would never ever cross the line (shawty),

Shawty, let me hear ya tell me one mo' time...one mo' time...

49. 50 Cent (ft. Olivia) -- Candy Shop (March 12, 2005)

So seductive

[50 Cent]

I'll take you to the candy shop

I'll let you lick the lollipop

Go 'head girl, don't you stop

Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)

[Olivia]

I'll take you to the candy shop

Boy one taste of what I got

I'll have you spending all you got

Keep going 'til you hit the spot (woah)

[50 Cent]

You can have it your way, how do you want it

You gon' back that thing up or should i push up on it

Temperature rising, okay lets go to the next level

Dance floor jam packed, hot as a teakettle

I'll break it down for you now, baby it's simple

If you be a nympho, I'll be a nympho

In the hotel or in the back of the rental

On the beach or in the park, it's whatever you into

Got the magic stick, I'm the love doctor

Have your friends teasing you 'bout how sprung I gotcha

Wanna show me how you work it baby, no problem

Get on top then get to bouncing round like a low rider

I'm a seasons vet when it come to this shit

After you work up a sweat you can play with the stick

I'm trying to explain baby the best way I can

I melt in your mouth girl, not in your hands (ha ha)

[50 Cent & Olivia]

Girl what we do (what we do)

And where we do (and where we do)

The things we do (things we do)

Are just between me and you (oh yeah)

[50 Cent]

Give it to me baby, nice and slow

Climb on top, ride like you in the rodeo

You ain't never heard a sound like this before

Cause I ain't never put it down like this before

Soon as I come through the door she get to pulling on my zipper

It's like it's a race who can get undressed quicker

Isn't it ironic how erotic it is to watch em in thongs

Had me thinking 'bout that ass after I'm gone

I touch the right spot at the right time

Lights on or lights off, she like it from behind

So seductive, you should see the way she wind

Her hips in slow-mo on the floor when we grind

As Long as she ain't stopping, homie I ain't stopping

Dripping wet with sweat man its on and popping

All my champagne campaign, bottle after bottle its on

And we gon' sip 'til every bubble in every bottle is gone

50. The Game (ft. 50 Cent) -- Hate It or Love It (April 23, 2005)

Ya, let's take em back

Comin up I was confused my momma kissin a girl

Confusion occurs comin up in the cold world

Daddy ain't around probably out commitin felonies

My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my melody

I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope for a fo-finger ring

One of them gold ropes

NaNa told me if I pass could get a sheep skin coat

If I can move a few packs and get the hat, now that'd be dope

Tossed and turned in my sleep that night

Woke up the next morning niggas done stole my bike

Different day same shit, ain't nothing good in the hood

I'd run away from this bitch and never come back if I could

Hate it or love it the underdog's on top

And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop

Go head' envy me

I'm raps MVP

And I ain't goin nowhere so you can get to know me

On the grill of my lowrider

Guns on both sides right above the gold wires

I'll fo-five em

Kill a nigga on my song but really do it

Thats the true meaning of a ghostwriter

10 g'z will take ya daughter out of Air Forces

Believe you me homie i know all bout losses

I'm from Compton where the wrong colors be cautious

One phone call will have ya body dumped in Marcy

I stay strapped like car seats

Been bangin since my lil nigga Rob got killed for his Barkley's

That's 10 years I told Pooh in 95' I'd kill you if you try me for my Air Max 95s

Told Banks when i met him imma ride

And if I gotta die rather homicide

I ain't have 50 Cent when my Grandmomma died

Now i'm goin back to Cali with my Jacob on

See how time fly?

From the beginnin to the end

Losers lose, winners win

This is real we ain't got to pretend

The cold world that we in

Is full of pressure and pain

Enough of me nigga now listen to Game

Used to see 5-0 throw the crack by the bench

Now i'm fuckin with 5-0 it's all startin to make sense

My moms happy she ain't gotta pay the rent

And she got a red bow on that brand new Benz

Waitin on Sha Money to land sittin in the Range

Thinkin how they spend 30 million dollars on airplanes

When there's kids starvin

Pac is gone and Brendas still throwin babies in the garbage

I wanna know what's goin on like i hear Marvin

No school books they use that wood to build coffins

Whenever I'm in the booth and i get exhausted

I think what if Marie Banker got that abortion

I love ya Ma'

51. 50 Cent -- Just a Lil Bit (May 21, 2005)

Damn baby all I need is a lil bit

A lil bit of this, a lil bit of that

Get it crackin' in the club when you hear this shit

Drop it like its hot, get to workin' that back

Go shake that thang, yeah work that thang

Let me see it go up and down

Rotate that thang, I wanna touch that thang

Can you make it go round and round

I step up in the club, I'm like who you with

G-Unit in the house, yeah thats my clique

Yeah I'm young, but a nigga from the old school

On the dance floor, a nigga doin' old moves

I don't give a fuck, I do what I wan' do

I hit your ass up, boy I done warned you

Better listen, when I talk, nigga don't trip

Yo' heat in the car, mine's in this bitch

I ain't tryna beef, I'm tryna get my drink on

Got my diamonds, my fitted, and my mink on

I'ma kick it at the bar till its time to go

Then I'ma get shorty here and I'ma let her know

All a nigga really need is a lil bit

Not a lot baby girl just a lil bit

We can head to the crib in a lil bit

I can show ya how I live in a lil bit

I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit

Take 'em off and pull 'em down just a lil bit

Get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit

Get to lickin' and fucking a lil bit

This is 50, comin' out your stereos

Hard to tell though, cause I switched the flow

Eyes a lil low, cause I twist the dro'

Pockets on swoll cause I move the O's

My neck, my wrist, my ears is froze

Come get ya bitch, she on me dawg

She musta heard about the dough

Now captain come on and save a hoe

I get it crunk in the club, I'm off the chain

Number one on the chart, all the time mayn

When the kid in the house, I turn it out

Keep the dance floor packed, thats without a doubt

And shorty shake that thang like a pro mayn

She back it up on me I'm like oh mayn

I get close enough to her so I know she can hear

System thumpin', party jumpin', I said loud and clear

Baby you got me feelin' right (ya heard me)

My mama gone, you can spend the night (ya heard me)

I ain't playin', I'ma tryna fuck tonight (ya heard me)

Clothes off, face down, ass up, c'mon

52. Bow Wow (ft. Omarion) -- Let Me Hold You (July 23, 2005)

Y'all know what this is

This what you need to do girl...

So, So, Def (Let me hold you!)

I been watchin you for a minute, come through here so sweet scented

In life girl you need me in it, I'm determined to win it

I know what you need, I know what's wrong, I know how to make it tight

Everything will be all right if ya (Let me hold you!)

And introduce you to my world

And introduce you to the better side of life that you ain't been seeing girl

I'mma show you where its at and I'mma show you how to get it

All you got do is be with it and (Let me hold you!)

Down like a real man's supposed to

I never would have approached you if I ain't have intentions on doing good

See dude you with is so fooled to me girl your so cool

And all I'm asking you to do is (Let me hold you!)

Down like a best friend, two homies in the game

When you cry I wanna feel your pain; no secrets, no games

All excitement, nothin' plain; keep you happy, that's my aim

And all you gotta do girl is (Let me hold you!)

In my arms in my mind all the time I wanna

Keep you right by my side til I die I'm gonna

Hold you down and make sure everything is right with you

You can never go wrong if you let me hold you

Down like a real friend's supposed to

I'm trying to show you the life of somebody like you should be living

Ohhhhh, baby baby

You could never go wrong if you let me hold you

I'mma keep you up on what's poppin' and shake you fresh to death

When we hit the mall we can ball til theres no more left

I know you ain't used to it but you gon get used to it

Cause that's the only way I'm a do you and just (Let me hold you!)

All my homies think I'm trippin' cause I got you a pad

See they just mad cause they ain't get you; they ain't get you

Scorpio is your sign and girl your so fine

And I would do whatever in no time - no shine

Its what your coming with but I'mma change all that

Rearrange that, put you in the Range all black

With the rims to match, phone attached

TV's in the back, how you gon say no to that? Huh

Niggas look at me like now here you go really bout to blow some doe

But ain't nobody did it before so why is you so go hold it

Cause I believe this was meant to be

I just gotta work at it like a crack addict up in rehab

Down-down around, Atlanta-lanta, fa-found

And everybody know now what I'm tryna do

I say down-down around, Atlanta-lanta, fa-found

I'm just tryna get you to (Let me hold you)

53. Bow Wow (ft. Ciara) -- Like You (September 10, 2005)

[Ciara]

I ain't neva had nobody show me all the things that you done showed me

And the special way I feel when you hold me

We gone always be together baby that's what you told me

And I believe it (Cause I ain't neva had nobody do me like u)

[Bow Wow (Ciara)]

Now I done been with different kind of girls

Like I done seen em all but ain't none of them at all (like u)

And I done seen the best of the best

Baby still I ain't impressed cause ain't none of them at all (like u)

If you know how I feel when I chill

If I'm seen with a girl then she gotta be just (like u)

And baby that's the way I feel

And I got no choice but for me to keep it real

Cause when we first got together started hanging out you was

Skeptical at first had to figure out if

I was the kind of guy to try to dog you out but

I ain't that kind of guy you tried to make me out

You found out when you turned into my baby

I showed them other brothers how to treat a lady

I let you drive when I ride that Mercedes

And I ain't trippin or actin shady cause baby you kno

[Bow Wow & Ciara]

I ain't neva had nobody show me all the things that you done showed me

And the special way I feel when you hold me

We gone always be together baby that's what you told me

And I believe it (Cause I ain't neva had nobody do me like u)

[Ciara]

And every time I think about you (I cry)

When you ride when you call when you come I (around)

Your love is a-mazing to me

Can't wait til I see you (I wanna be wit you again)

And every time you're out on the road (I make a trip)

And whenever I'm doing a show (Don't you forget)

That I'm your (main chick)

Who got that (game chick)

One and the (same chick)

The one you can hang with

Okay when you hit the mall pop tags spend a few g's (g's)

Hit the runway to a new season (season)

It ain't nothin it's you the one I care for

Feel like I ain't doing enough that's when I share more (share more)

I give you this give you that what you need love (love)

You know I got it holla at me if you need love (love)

And affection cause i'll be your protection

Kinda hard job but i'll do it to perfection

And you can tell that I ain't tryna let you go

I get with you when I can so that's how I let you kno

And you be trippin cause sometimes I gotta go

But you the first one I hollared to right after my shows

And I was trippin in a sense I was tense

From my body loose around you what imma do without you

I gotta get it together say whateva

But since I met you my life seems so betta

54. Kanye West (ft. Jamie Foxx) -- Gold Digger (October 8, 2005)

She take my money when I'm in need

Yeah she's a trifling friend indeed

Oh she's a gold digger way over town

That digs on me

(She gives me money)

Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger (when I'm in need)

But she ain't messin' with no broke niggas

Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger (when I'm in need)

But she ain't messin' with no broke niggas

Get down girl go head get down (I gotta leave)

Cutie the bomb

Met her at a beauty salon

With a baby Louis Vuitton

Under her underarm

She said I can tell you rock

I can tell by your charm

Far as girls you got a flock

I can tell by your charm and your arm

But I'm looking for the one

Have you seen her?

My psychic told me she have an ass like Serena

Trina, Jennifer Lopez, four kids

And I gotta take all they bad ass to show-biz

OK get your kids but then they got their friends

I pulled up in the Benz, they all got up in

We all went to Den and then I had to pay

If you fucking with this girl then you better be paid

You know why?

It take too much to touch her

From what I heard she got a baby by Busta

My best friend says she use to fuck with Usher

I don't care what none of y'all say I still love her

18 years, 18 years

She got one of your kids, got you for 18 years

I know somebody paying child support for one of his kids

His baby mamma car and crib is bigger than his

You will see him on TV any given Sunday

Win the Superbowl and drive off in a Hyundai

She was supposed to buy your shorty TYCO with your money

She went to the doctor got lipo with your money

She walking around looking like Michael with your money

Should've got that insured got GEICO for your money, money, money

If you ain't no punk holla we want prenup

WE WANT PRENUP! Yeah! It's something that you need to have

'Cause when she leave yo ass she gon' leave with half

And on her 18th birthday he found out it wasn't his

Now I ain't saying you're a gold digger you got needs

You don't want your dude to smoke but he can't buy weed

You go out to eat, he can't pay y'all can't leave

There's dishes in the back, he gotta roll up his sleeves

But why y'all washing watch him

He gone make it into a Benz out of that Datsun

He got that ambition, baby, look in his eyes

This week he mopping floors, next week it's the fries

So, stick by his side

I know this dude's balling but yeah that's nice

And they gone keep calling and trying

But you stay right girl

And when you get on he leave your ass for a white girl

55. Young Jeezy (ft. Akon) -- Soul Survivor (November 5, 2005)

Convict

Akon and Young Jeezy

Tryin' to take it easy

Only way to go

And So...

If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block

With my thang cocked possibly sittin' on a drop (Now)

'Cuz I'm a rida (Yeah)

I'm just a Soul Survivor (Yeah)

'Cuz er'body know the game don't stop

Tryin' to make it to the top for your ass get popped (Now)

If you a rida (Yeah)

Or just a Soul Survivor

(Let's get it) Tonight I can't sleep--we livin' in Hell (Yeah)

First they, give us the work then they throw us in jail (Ayy)

Road Trip ya--I'm trafficking in the white

Please Lord don't let me go to jail tonight (Yeah)

Who Me?? I'm a Soul Survivor

Ask about 'em in the street, the boy Jeez a rida (Jeez a rida)

A hundred grand on my wrist, yeah life sucks

Fuck the club, dawg, I rather count a million bucks (Ayy)

Another day, another dolla (dolla)-same block, same nigga, same part, same green

I guess we got the same dreams (Ayy)

Or is it the same nightmares (nightmares)

We let the doves do it for us -- we don't cry tears (That's right)

Real niggaz don't budge

When Mail Man got his time he shot birds at the judge (Yeah)

I'm knee deep in the game

So when it's time to re-up, I'm knee deep in the cane (Damn)

Real talk, Look, I'm tellin' you mayne (tellin' you mayne)

If you get jammed up don't mention my name

Forgive me Lord--I know I aint livin' right

Gotta feed the block, niggaz starvin', they got appitites (Ayy)

And this is er'day, it never gets old (Old)

Thought I was a juvenile stuck to the G-Code (Yeah)

This aint a rap song, nigga this is my life (this is my life)

And if the hood was a battlefield then I'd earn stripes (Yeah)

Gotta watch er' move 'cuz them eyes be on you (eyes be on you)

Gotta drive real cool when them pies be on you (pies be on you)

Just because we stack paper and we ball outrageous (ball outrageous)

Them alphabet boys gotta us under survalence (Ayy)

(Like animals) They lock us in cages

The same nigga that's a star when you put 'em on stages

I aint cheat--played the hand I was dealt

Tried to tax the grand pearl when I got it myself

(Let's Get It) No nuts, no glory (no glory)

My biography, you damn right, the true story (Yeah)

Set the city on fire, and I didn't even try (try)

Run these streets all day, I can sleep when I die (Ayy)

'Cuz if you lookin' for me you you can find me

On the block disobeyin' the law

Real G--thoroughbred from the streets

Pants saggin' with my gun in my draws

Just to keep on movin' now

56. Dem Franchize Boyz (ft. Jermaine Dupri, Da Brat & Bow Wow) -- I Think They Like Me (December 17, 2005)

1, 2, 3 as this is plain to see

I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri

Dopeman fresh in the place to be

[JD:]

Oh I think they like me when they heard me on the other one

So its only right that I hit you with another one

Yea these niggaz like me, haters want to fight me

Yea these niggaz mad cuz I came up over night B

Yea I switched it up I got 9 kuffed tightly

So you betta do the right thing like Spike Lee

Yep I'm super clean rock jeans wit a white tee

Niggaz round here soft but like niggaz want to bite me

If you had some figures you would be just like me

Yea these niggaz mad cuz I shining like a light B

Niggaz talking bout yep in there muthafuckin throwback

It ain't real you know dats muhammadz where dey sold that

We stepping on these niggaz like a muthafuckin door mat

When I hit the scene they take pictures call me Kodak

These hoes goin crazy like think they need some prozac

We the hottest thing in tha market and you no dat

Yo bitch chose us and she don't want to go back

We stackin big faces cuz we still spending throwbacks

[JD:]

Now when I do it its something like thrilla and manilla man

Known as a killa man fresh from the dealer man

So So niggas aint no crew illa than

10 acres of land and I got about a million

Dollars worth of cars in my front yard

I'm from a place in ATL where young niggas stomp hard

Ooo I think they like me when they heard me on the other one

So its only right that I hit you with another one

Remix we get busy over here

No sleep niggas stay up on they grizzie over here

We young (young), we fly (fly)

And we gon stay flashy till the day that we die

They don't want 2 fight me I'm snatching ya ass up

First nigga act up first nigga get bust

Majestic, gettin shredded while I'm twirlin n switchin up

T-shirt stravaganza (franchize the white tee boyz)

Self made self paid we lounge around in our white tee

Ashy black shirt well get down in ya brown tee

Muhammed throwback who'd sport a jersey by Ali

And if he make one (hell naw dat dont excite me!)

I'm all about my cash ride around wit a nice peace

Ear piece icy they straight up like me

You heard pimpin playa (they shine so brightly)

Don't stand so close vision blurs when ice blings

Respect my whole squad kno you can't even touch us cuz

Role out the red carpet high 5 and show us love

Carry barretas count cheddar we transedda

I'm a franchize niggga have a mil or betta

[Da Brat:]

Check it out!

60644694 blow dro with the windows up on duece four's

Purple candy paint brand new think I aint

Same chick same click mo bricks in the bank

No now no hoe rounds no down like brat

It aint no showdown for no crown I'm holding that

Face all over VH paid great till this day

Been in love with the mic since Run DMC walk this way

Talk this way cause I'm gangsta, a chi-town legend

I'm not ordinary people its a star in yo presents

So icy that my earlobes hurt

But what its worth

Dont test me I got the four fitfth under the skirt

Thick in the thighs can tuck that I stay on my grind

I buss back if I must act I empty the sack

Its b to the r-a-t trust that I'm crazy

JD pays me I'm such acting lady

[Bow Wow:]

I'm bow weezy prince of the o-town

Just got the wheels clean so I'm riding slow now

I'm in a fast car something like a nascar

If you wanna know how much it cost you should ask pa

As far as the rocks in chain I dropped some change

Its easy for me to copped them thangs

And I dont stop I got rocks in rings

You know the same size as a boxing ring

Swimming pool in the front and the back yard

I aint got to act hard

I'm under 21 with a black card

Yea I know that was kind of a low blow

But the dough for the so so dont come slow

[JD:]

Oh I think they like me when they heard me on the other one

So its only right that I hit you with another one

57. Nelly (ft. Paul Wall, Ali & Gipp) -- Grillz (December 31, 2005)

Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em make me a grill.

Dirrty, R&B.

Add da whole top diamond and the bottom Row's gold.

[J.D.]

Yo we bout to start a epidemic wit dis one

Ya'll know what dis is... So So Def

[Nelly]

Got 30 down at the bottom, 30 mo at the top

All invisible set in little ice cube blocks

If I could call it a drink, call it a smile on da rocks

If I could call out a price, let's say I call out a lot

I got like platinum and white gold, traditional gold

I'm changin grillz errday, like Jay change clothes,

I might be grilled out nicely (oh) In my white tee (oh),

On South beach (oh) in my wife beat.

V V and studded you can tell when they cut it

Ya see my granmama hate it, but my lil mama love it

Cuz when I...

[Woman]

Open up ya mouth, ya grill gleamin (say what)

Eyes stay low from da cheifin'

[Nelly]

I got a grill I call penny candy you know what that means,

It look like Now n Laters, gum drops, jelly beans

I wouldn't leave it for nothin only a crazy man would

So if you catch me in ya city, somewhere out in ya hood just say

Smile fo me daddy

(What you lookin at)

Let me see ya grill

(Let you see my what)

Ya, ya grill ya, ya, ya grill

(Rob da jewelry store and tell 'em make me a grill)

(Had a whole top diamonds and da bottom Row's gold)

[Paul Wall]

What it do baby

It's da ice man Paul Wall

I got my mouth lookin somethin like a disco ball

I got da diamonds and da ice all hand set

I might cause a cold front if I take a deep breath

My teeth gleaming like I'm chewin on aluminum foil

Smilein showin off my diamonds sippin on some Pinot Noir

I put my money where my mouth is and bought a grill

20 carrots 30 stacks let 'em know im so fo real

My motivation is them 30 pointers V VS the furniture my mouth

Piece simply symbolize success

I got da wrist wear and neck wear dats captivatin

But it's my smile dats got these on-lookers spectatin

My mouth piece simply certified a total package

Open up my mouth and you see mo carrots than a salad

My teeth are mind blowin givin everybody chillz

Call me George Foreman cuz I'm sellin everybody grillz

[Gipp]

Gipp got dem yellows, got dem purples, got dem reds

Lights gon hit ya and make you woozie in ya head

You can catch me in my 2 short drop

Mouth got colors like a fruit loop box

[Ali]

Dis what it do when da lou

Ice grill Country Grammar

Where da hustlas move bricks

and da gangsta's bang hamma's

Where I got em you can spot them

On da top in da bottom

Gotta bill in my mouth like im Hillary Rodham

[Gipp]

I ain't dissin no body but lets bring it to da lite

Gipp was da first wit my mouth bright white

Yeah deez hos can't focus cuz they eyesight blurry

Tippin on some 4's you can see my mouth jewelry

[Ali]

I got fo different sets its a fabolous thang

1 white, 1 yellow, like Fabolous chain

and da otha set is same got my name in da mold

(Had a whole top diamonds and da bottom Row's gold)

[Woman]

Boy how you get grill that way and

How much did you pay

Every time I see you

Tha first thing I'm gon' say hey.....

58. Dem Franchize Boyz (ft. Lil Peanut and Charlay) -- Lean wit It, Rock wit It (March 11, 2006)

Lean wit it, rock wit it!

I bounce in the club so the ho's call me Rocky,

Posted in the cut, and I'm lookin for a blockhead,

Yup in my white tee! I break a bitch back,

And I keep a big bank, oh U think dey like dat!

Before I leave the house, I'm slizzard on a goose,

And im higher then a plane, so a nigga really loose,

And I can lean wit it, and I can rock wit it,

And if u gotta friend, she gotta suck a cock wit it!

Ay gon n rock wit it, gon n lean wit it,

Rock so damn hard, u break your spleen wit it,

Pull up ya jeans wit it, smoke some green wit it,

N da spot aint crunk? Bitch its green isn't it?

If u don't wanna do it, then I'll make ya dance,

Perfect example watch me make your face beat up my hands,

When you see me hit the spot, betta watch dat boy,

Chalay, plus the squad n dem franchize boyz!

Now I'm gon lean wit it (yea!), brush my shoulders off,

Cuz I'm supa clean wit it, SK don't play, I got a beam wit it, (beam wit it)

If I fuck you gotta let the whole team hit it, yup let the whole team hit it,

Now rock wit it, shake your dreads wit it, bend your back,

Snap your fingers, bob your head wit it, I said lean wit it,

Take a sip of that Henn, and rock wit it,

I'm off that X rollin hard wont chu pop wit me?

When shit pop off, I'm jumpin out jus like "wassup hoe?"

I'm jigglin dat shit, all the way down to the flo' ho,

I'm up in the club, and I'm creepin like I'm ice,

Cuz my shit down to the flo, like I'm rollin on a dice,

You know we jawin, yup, and we all in da white tee,

I lean n I rock, niggas wanna do it like me,

I run wit BM squad cuz that's my muthafuckin click fool,

Break that bitch back, just like a real squad nigga do!

Rock left den snap ya fingers, rock right den snap ya fingers,

Ayyy wat's happenin? Lean wit me, rock wit me,

Gotta pill pop wit me, gon take a shot wit me,

Call me Teddy, I got grounds don't hate, nigga shop wit me,

BHS, Trap Squad, B.R.C, we known bitch,

Franchize ain't got no money? Shiiit hold on hold on bitch!

Dis trap shit n rap shit, I done did dat shit,

Lean wit it, rock wit it, gon jig dat shit ayyy,

The Squad, Baker Road, and Franchize on some otha shit,

Left witcha bitch, wit an ounce, and a stiff dick,

Didn't have to say much, cuz she seem obliged,

Walked off the club, got on the phone, called her gurl for menage,

What I'm all up to, shit let's see how it turned out,

Gotta crack-headed broad, now we headed to my house,

Ay u wit that G shit, right?

Cuz I done leaned, I done rocked all muhfuckin night!

59. T.I. -- What You Know (April 29, 2006)

Aye..aye..aye..aye..aye..

What you know about that?

Aye... don't you know I got

key by the three, when I chirp shawty chirp back

Louis nap sack

where I holding all the work at

What you know about that?

I know all about that

Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at

Fresh off the jet to the Jects where the G's at

What you know about that?

Hey I know all about that

See me in ya city sitting pretty know I'm shining dawg

Riding with a couple Latin brawds and a china doll

And you know how we ball

Aye.. Riding in shiny cars

Aye.. Walk in designer malls

Aye.. Buy everything we saw

You know about me dogg

Don't talk about me dogg

And if you doubt me dogg

You better out me dogg

I'm throwed off slightly bro

Don't wanna fight me bro

I'm fast as lightning bro ya better use ya Nike's bro

Know you don't like me cause

Yo bitch most likely does

She see me on them dubs

In front of every club

I be on dro I'm buzzed

Give every ho a hug

Niggaz don't show me mugs

Cause you don't know me cause

Candy on the '64

Leather guts and fish bowl

50 on the pinky ring just to make my fist glow

Ya bitches get low

Because I get dough

So what? I'm rich ho

I still pull a-kick-do' (kick ya door down)

What you talking shit fo'?

gotta run and hit fo'?

Got you a yelling and I thought you put out a gun hit fo

But you's a scary dude

Believed by very few

Just keep it very cool

Or we will bury you

See all that attitude's, unnecessary dude

You never carry tools not even square, he cube

You got these people fooled, who see you on the tube

Whatever try the crew, they'll see you on the news

Fresh off the jet to the block

Burn a rubber with the top popped

My partner bustin' shots, I tell em' stop, he'll make the block hot

Ya label got got

Cause you are not hot

I got the top spot

And it will not stop

A video or not that will bust it to the glock stop

Drag ya out that Bentley Coupe and take it to the chop shop

Partner, we got ya'll

If it may pop off

I'll answer the question “Will I get ya block knocked off?”

And what it is bro

Look I will kill bro

I'm in your hood, if you a gangsta what you hid for?

Somebody better get bro for he get sent for

You say you wanna squash it what you still talking shit for?

60. Yung Joc -- It's Goin' Down (June 10, 2006)

This a nitty beat (boing)

Here we go again

Ghettoville U.S.A. (uh Oh)

You know I got by the name nitty right (uh huh)

I gotta introduce you to another motherfucker out my squad right (who dis nigga mane)

Dis nigga go by the name of Joc (Joc?)

He resides in College Park (College Park cp)

But for right now what we gotta do for y'all (what we gonna do)

We gotta give y'all a hit (huh)

Niggaz in my face

Damn near er' day

Asking a million questions like

Joc where ya stay

Tell 'em College Park

Where they chop cars

Eat 20 grand spend a grand at the bar

Jest bought a zone jays on my feet

I'm on that patron so get like me

69 cutlass wit the bucket seats

Beat in my trunk bought it just for the freaks

Catch me in the hood posted at the sto

Pistol in my lap on the phone counting dough

If a girl choose let her do her thang

Just like her mama nice ass, nice brain

Er'body love me I'm so fly

Niggaz throw the deuces er'time I ride by

I know ya wonder why

I'm so cool

Don't ask me just do what cha do (ok)

Meet me in the club its going down

Any where ya meet me guaranteed to go down

Verse numba 2 do the damn thang

Cubes on my neck pockets full of ben frank

When I'm in the mall hoes just pause

I pop a few tags give me that on the wall

Time to flip the work make the block bump

Boys from the hood call me black Donald Trump

Dope Boy Magic seven days a week

Numba one record long as nitty on the beat

Oh I thank they like me betta yet I know

Lights camera action when I walk through the door

Niggaz know my crew we certified stars

Valet in the front 'bout 35 cars

Bitches in the back

Black beamer coups

Girls like girls time to recruit

If ya got a problem say it to my face

We can knuckle up any time any place

Time to set it off let these nigga know

Have ya every seen a Chevy wit the butterfly doors?

I ride real slow no need to speed

Gotta make sure ya see the buckets on my feet

Feds on my trail but they don't thank I know

I keep my hands clean cuz I never touch dope

Every time I see 'em look 'em in the eye

Ask 'em how I know its me surprise!

Put it in the air rep where ya stay

Take a step back blow the kush in they face

Stunting is a habit let 'em see the karats

I'ma make it rain nigga I ain't scared to share it

Yung Joc...

Nitty strikes again

This a Nitty beat

Playmaker

So So Def motherfucker

61. Young Dro (ft. T.I.) -- Shoulder Lean (August 12, 2006)

Let me see you bounce right to left and let your shoulder lean

Let your shoulder lean, just let your shoulder lean

Ay, get it right, two step and let your shoulder lean, let your shoulder lean

Just let your shoulder lean

Dro...I'm clean in this bitch

Now I'm finna shoulder lean in this bitch

Nigga buck..carbon 15 in this bitch

This Grand Hustle team of kings is gettin' rich

I lean and get lit, lima bean 6

I take breath, the opposite of Primatine Mist

I ride 26 and let my 9 screen "flip"

Dro be watchin' Oprah, Mac, 9 up in a clip

Triple black Phantom nigga nah it ain't Tip

With Lucky charm diamonds and man but nah it ain't Flip

K bounce..ok then I let my shoulder lean

And I bet my car talk, and I bet my motor clean

Suicide doors, Brown Rover look like pok n bean

Erybody know me in the club cuz they smokin' me..Dro

Hoes scopin' me, ice come from Bo Bareeton

Hundred carats have 'em froze for an eon

Red, black, and white Chevy now I'm ridin' Deion

Put them lights off in my rims, now I'm ridin' neon

Our cars look like cra-yon, hoes know I'm the man though

I can shoulder lean... ionno how to dance thooooo

First I let my wheels spin, then I let my screen fall

Then I let my trunk beat at Greenbriar Mall, tall

And then I pimp a hoe, take a bitch to Berlin

Bitch break niggaz, after that we fuck they girlfriend

My girl got a girlfriend, Chevy blue like whirlwind

Nigga it's a drought on that boy, so I got that girl in

Pearl Bent', cockin' hammer, Arm & Hammer propaganda

Bitches think I'm pimpin' and leanin' in salamander sandels

Dirty South hot cuz Atlanta.. show niggaz with ammo

We ride Phantom, holla shawty for grammar

Yep, now I be on TV, BET, out the channel

Hood nigga from Bankhead, I stay by Grandma Nana

I lay by my banana, dumpin' and punkin' monkeys

Don't nobody live with my mom but a bunch of junkies

Throw me the donkey, bitch I ride glaze on the haze

Gator green Chevy, gator gut, alligator J's

Lean, lean

Get ya shoulder shawty

62. Chingy (ft. Tyrese) -- Pullin' Me Back (September 2, 2006)

Every time I try to leave

Something keeps pulling me back, me back

Telling me I need you in my life

Every time I try to go

Something keeps telling me that, me that

Everything's gonna be alright

Every time I try to leave

Something keeps pulling me back, me back

Telling me I need you in my life

It was meant to be

You were meant for me

So that means we gotta make it work

It was all good at first,

Spending money, going shopping

Eating at the finest restaurants

And then from club hopping

She was right thurr with me bottle popping living that life

She just didn't understand my lifestyle and that I ain't like

We didn't have a worry in the world, got you diamonds got you pearls

But I can't help it if Ching-A-Ling been attracting all the girls

Baby I'm a superstar and that come with it

You got a good nigga on the side, you better run with it,

Even though I'm on the road doing shows,

I make time for me and her, relationship to grow

They tell me don't trust a woman in this industry

But she not any woman, more like a sacred friend to me

Plus, when I'm outta town, always think of her

Might conversate with some chicks, but no one come above her,

(Uh) I thought I was your man

Guess you ain't understand,

N now I'm sitting here, looking crazy like

Damn!

Walk in the house from hard work, my head hurts,

Instead of arguing, can I have dinner with some dessert (uh uh)?

She's talking 'bout this phone number she found,

Hey, give me time to put my bags down,

She's straight up, clowned

Before we end up fighting, let me leave,

I'm exhausted and this hurr, I don't need

Now I'm with the fellas riding and drinking

She's blowing my two way up but I need some time for thinking

(Yeah) I wanna go back, but something saying naaaw

Give her some space and the next day I might call

What should I do?

Look, let me ask you all

Should I stand tall, or let this relationship fall?

I ain't down on with having my feelings crushed

But it happens sometimes

Either love it or give it up

I thought I was your man

Guess you ain't understand

And now I'm sittin' here looking crazy like

Damn!

Chingy holla at them again !!

To all the fellas know you feel me, if you ever had a woman,

Good times led to bad times and you ain't see it coming,

Tried your best to make her happy,

But it wasn't enough,

'Cause mama told me in relationship the road gets rough

And I ain't the one to have my head down

Weak and stressed out

As bad as it hurts I gotta move to the next route

(Uh) I thought I was her man

Guess she ain't understand

N now she's sittin' hurr looking crazy like

Damn!

63. Ludacris (ft. Pharrell) -- Money Maker (October 14, 2006)

Shake your money maker

Like somebody about to pay you

I see you on my radar

Don't you act like you afraid of

You know I got it

If you want it, come get it

Stand next to this money

Like - ey ey ey

Shake your money maker

Like somebody boutta pay you

Don't worry about them haters

Keep your nose up in the air

You know I got it

If you want it, come get it

Stand next to this money

Like - ey ey ey

Shake shake shake your money maker

Like you were shaking it for some paper

Took your mama 9 months to make you

Might as well shake what you mama gave you

You ... you looking good in them jeans

I bet you look even better with me in between

I keep my mind on my money, money on my mind

But yous a hell of a distraction when you shake your behind

I got j.o. on my right side pourin some cups

My whole hood is to my left and they ain't giving a fuck

So feel free to get loose and get carried away

So by tomorrow you forgot what you was saying today

But don't forget about this feeling that I'm making you get

And all the calories you burn from me making you sweat

The mile high points you earn when we taking my jet

And how everywhere you turn I'll be making you wet..

Switch, switch, switch it from right to left and..

Switch it till you running right out of breath and..

Take a break until you ready again and..

You can invite over as many friends as..

you want to, but I really want you

Just be thankful that Pharrell gave you something to bump to...HEY

Luda...I'm at the top of my game

You want my hands from the bottom to top of your frame

And I...just wanna take a little ride on your curves

And get erotic giving your body just what it deserves and..

Let me give you some swimming lessons on the penis

Backstroke, breaststroke, stroke of a genius...YUPP

Call me the renaissance man

Get up and I stay harder than a cinder block man....HEY

I'm just a bedroom gangster

And I been meaning to tell you that I really must thank you when you..

Rock rock rock it and make it work girl

Please don't stop it until it hurt girl

You..you been looking a little tipsy

So if you could just shake it a little this way

See I'm a member of the BBC

The original bread winner of DTP

And you the center of attention that's distracting the squad

Cause everybody in the camp is like OH MY GOD..she could

64. Bow Wow (ft. Chris Brown & Johntб Austin) -- Shortie Like Mine (December 2, 2006)

Only thing that keeps me up when I'm feelin' down

I don't know about you but I gotta keep mines around cause

I done looked out and searched and it's hard to find another shorty like mine

Baby yes I'm addicted to how we kick it everything you say to me

Never knew it could be so wicked hopin' that you stay wit me

Search around the world but you will never find another shorty like mine

Shorty like mine

I tell my niggas that uh you got a girl but she ain't nothin' like (mineeee)

Cute face nice size like (mineee)

Stay kitted hood wit like (mineee)

Mean walk talk Chris help me tell 'em what's up

I knew when I ran into this one she would be the redrum of my pimpin'

Knew she would be the one to make me stop caring about other girls

On my jock and gettin' them she was the one to slow me down hold me down

I roll wit her know go wit it now I'mma grow wit it now I'ma go get her that's how

I got her don't be mad you can't get one hotter broke them up when they made lil' momma

I don't care what my niggas say she been there everyday for my drama Some of the homies

Hate cause they want her wish they the ones that's datin' my woman gone get a good look cause she fine

And I don't mind cause she mine

I got all this love inside of me and all I wanna do is give it to her

I don't care what the fellas say bout it cause I got somethin' to say bout it

Wat I'm about to say is straight up real talk no cut I don't play bout' it

There ain't a price u can put on a girl who knows just what to say when

You need to hear it the most and I'ma tell you somethin' else if

I don't know nothin' else I know

I wanna give her the world and I ain't even tryna lose her

I'm addicted to my girl and the way that she twirls in that little skirt

Just for me in the club in the crib in the streets she represent for l-b-dub