Waka Flocka Flame Featuring Roscoe Dash & Wale - "No Hands"

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Waka Flocka Flame Featuring Roscoe Dash & Wale - "No Hands" Lyrics

[Roscoe;Chorus:]
Girl the way you're movin'
Got me in a trance
DJ turn me up
Ladies dis yo jam
I'ma sip Moscato
And you 'gon lose dem pants
Then I'ma throw this money
While you do it with no hands
Girl drop it to the flo'
I love the way yo booty go
All I want to do is sit back
And watch you move
And I'll proceed to throw this cash

[Waka;Verse 1:]
(Waka, Waka, Waka, Flocka, Whoa, Whoa)
All that ass
In yo jeans
Can Wale be
Can Roscoe scheme
Long hair she don't care
When she walk she get stares
Brown skin or a yellow-bone
DJ this my favorite song
So I'ma make it thunderstorm
Bud, want it Flocka yea
Blowin' fuck it i dont care
Chests' flyin' everywhere
Got my partner Roscoe, like bruh
I'm drinkin', help can't you tell
Booze help me hit them 15 steps[?]
I'm fuckin', well i'm tryna hit the hotel
With 2 girls that swallow me
Take this dick while i'm swallow[?]
Moscato got her freaky
Aye you got me in a trance
Please take off yo pants
Pussy pop on her handstand
You got me sweatin'
Please pass me a fan damn!

[Roscoe;Chorus:]
Girl the way you're movin'
Got me in a trance
DJ turn me up
Ladies dis yo jam
I'ma sip Moscato
And you 'gon lose dem pants
Then I'ma throw this money
While you do it with no hands
Girl drop it to the flo'
I love the way yo booty go
All I want to do is sit back
And watch you move
And I'll proceed to throw this cash

[Wale;Verse 2:]
(Aye, aye, Wale, uh)
She said look ma no hands
She said look ma no hands
And not darling I don't dance
And, I'm with Roscoe, I'm with Waka
I think i deserve a chance
I'm a bad mothafucka
Gon' ask some mothafuckas
A young handsome mothafucka
I sling that wood
I just don't chuck 'em
And, who you wit
And, what's yo name
And, you not hear boo, I'm Wale
And, that D.C. shit I rep all day
And, my eyes red cuz of all that haze
Don't blow ma, ha
Let me shine
Drumma on the beat
Let me take my time
Nigga want beef we can take it outside
Fight for what broad
These hoes ain't mine
Is you out yo mind
You out yo league
I sweat no bitches
Just sweat out weaves
Where our tracks
Let me do my thing
I got 16, for this Roscoe thing
But, i'm almost done
Let me get back to it
Whole lotta loud
And a little backwood
Whole lotta money
Big tip I would
I put her on the train
Little engine could, bitch

[Roscoe;Chorus:]
Girl the way you're movin'
Got me in a trance
DJ turn me up
Ladies dis yo jam
I'ma sip Moscato
And you 'gon lose dem pants
Then I'ma throw this money
While you do it with no hands
Girl drop it to the flo'
I love the way yo booty go
All I want to do is sit back
And watch you move
And I'll proceed to throw this cash

[Roscoe;Verse 3:]
(Roscoe Dash, let's go)
R-O-S-C-O-E-Mr. shawty put it on me
I be goin' ham
Shawty upgrade from baloney
Them niggas tippin' good
Girl but I can make it flood
Cuz I walk around
With pockets bigger than my bus
Rain, rain go away
That's what all my haters say
My pockets stuck on overload
My reign never evaporates
No need to eleberate
Most of these ducks exaggerate
But, i'ma get money nigga
Everyday stuntin' nigga
Ducks might get a chance after me
Bitch i'm ballin'
Like i'm comin' off of free throws
Cuz the head of the game
No cheat codes
Lambo, Roscoe
No street code
And your booty got me lost like Nemo
Go, go, go
G-gon' and do yo dance
And, i'ma throw this money
While you do it wit no hands
(I'm gone!)

[Roscoe;Chorus:]
Girl the way you're movin'
Got me in a trance
DJ turn me up
Ladies dis yo jam
I'ma sip Moscato
And you 'gon lose dem pants
Then I'ma throw this money
While you do it with no hands
Girl drop it to the flo'
I love the way your booty go
All I want to do is sit back
And watch you move
And I'll proceed to throw this cash


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Chris Brown Featuring Lil Wayne & Busta Rhymes - "Look At Me Now"

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Top Hip Hop Songs March 2011

Chris Brown Featuring Lil Wayne & Busta Rhymes - "Look At Me Now" Lyrics

[Chris Brown]
Yellow model chick
Yellow bottle sipping
Yellow Lamborghini
Yellow top missing
Yeah yeah
That sh-t look like a toupee

I get what you get in 10 years, in two days
Ladies love me, I’m on my cool J
If you get what I get what would you say
She wax it all off, Mr Miyagi
And them suicide doors, Hari Kari

[Hook]
Look at me now, look at me now
Oh, I’m getting paper
Look at me now
Oh, look at me now
Yeah, fresh than a muthaf-cker

Lil n-gga bigger than gorilla
Cause I’m killing every n-gga that
Try to be on my sh-t
Better cuff your chick if you with her
I can get her
And she accidentally slip fall on my dick
Ooops, I said on my dick
I aint really mean to say on my d-ck
But since we talking about my dick
All of you haters say hi to it
I’m Done

[Busta Rhymes]
Ayo Breezy
Let me show you how to keep the dice rolling
When your doing that thing over there, homie
Lets go

Cause I feel like I’m running
And I’m feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away
Better know that I don’t and I won’t ever stop cause
You know I gotta win everyday day, goooo
See they don’t really wanna pop me
Just know that you will never flop me
And I know that I can be a little cocky, nooo
You aint never gonna stop me
Everytime I come a n-gga gotta set it then I got it going
Then I gotta get it, than I gotta blow, than I shut it any little thing
That a n-gga think he be doing cause it doesnt matter cause I’m gonna dead it
Then I’m gonna murder every thing and anything a badaboom a badabing
I gotta do a lot of things, and make it clearer to a couple n-ggas
That I’m always winning and I gotta get it again and again and again
And I be doing it to death and now I move a little foul
A n-gga better call a ref, everybody know my style
And n-gga’s know that I’m the the best
When I come to doing this and I be banging on my chest
And I bang in the east and I bang in the west
And I come to give you more and I never give you less
You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press
Do you really wanna know whats next, lets go
See the way we on, we be all up in the race and you know
We gotta go, don’t try to keep up with the pace
We struggling and hustling and sending in and getting in
And always gotta take it to another place
Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it
And I gotta cut all through this traffic
Just to be at the top of the throne
Better know I gotta have it

[Hook]
Look at me now, look at me now
oh, I’m getting paper
look at me now
oh, look at me now
yeah, fresh than a muthaf-cker

[Lil Wayne]
Man f-ck these bitch ass n-ggas how yall doin?
I’m Lil Tunechi, I’m a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the 3 stooges
I dont eat sushi, I’m the shit, no I’m pollution, no substitution
Got a bitch that play in movies in my jacuzzi, p-ssy juicy
I never gave a f-ck about a hater, got money on my radar
Dress like a skater, got a big house, came with a elevator
You n-ggas aint eatin, f-ck it, tell a waiter
Marley said shoot em, and I said “ok”
If on that bullshit then I’m like “ole”,
I dont care what you say, so don’t even speak
Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil
That’s word to my flag, and my flag red
I’m out of my head, bitch I’m outta my mind from the bottom I climb
You aint hotter at mine, nope, not on my time and I’m not even trying
Whats poppin Slime? nothin five, and if they trippin f-ck em five
I aint got no time to shuck and jive, these n-ggas as sweet as pumpkin pie
Ciroc and Sprite on a private flight
Bitch, I been tight, since guiding light, and my pockets white and my diamonds white
And my mommas nice and my daddy’s dead
You faggots scared cause I’m too wild, been here for a while
I was like f-ck trial, I puts it down
I’m so young money, if you got eyes look at me now, bitch!

[Hook]
Look at me now, look at me now
oh, I’m getting paper
look at me now
oh, look at me now
yeah, fresh than a muthaf-cker


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Trey Songz - "Love Faces"

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Top Hip Hop Songs March 2011

Trey Songz - "Love Faces" Lyrics

When I met you woman
I couldn't help but notice a face so beautiful
Now imagine, the faces you'd make if we ever made love

(Oh, oh, oh, oh)

Pulled up in the drop top Benz
Hit the horn two times and you walked outside (mmmhmm)
Dress keep hugging them thighs
And the only thing inside my mind is (mmmhmmm)
I want you
Yes I do, and if there's anything you suggest I do
Then tell me

Now we all in the crib on my sofa
Girl I'm so glad you came over
I wanna tell you 'come closer'
But I don't know if you feel, like I feel
Tell me girl

Don't it feel good when I touch on it
Wouldn't it be nice if all night I was in you
Come kiss me, come with me
Down the hall to my bedroom
Tonight we'll be

Making love faces, making love faces
Shadows on the wall while the candles burnin'
Messin' up the bed while you sweatin' out your perm and
Making love faces, making love faces
My hands rubbin' on your skin
Let's go hard don't hold it in

Girl let me wrap my hands around you (hands around you, hands around you)
So happy every since I found you
Just like a kid who found some candy
Let me feel and find your panties

Take 'em off take em off take em off

Take 'em off please
Oh down on my knees
Ohh, You're right in front of me
Don't have to pay for my attention
Can you hear me is you listenin?
Baby be real with me
I wanna know


Don't it feel good when I touch on it
Wouldn't it be nice if all night I was in you
Come kiss me, come with me
Down the hall to my bedroom
Tonight we'll be

Making love faces, making love faces
Shadows on the wall while the candles burnin'
Messin' up the bed while you sweatin' out your perm and
Making love faces, making love faces
My hands rubbin' on your skin
Let's go hard don't hold it in

The way you bite your lip
Is that your way of tellin' me you like it?
Mmhmm, if I'm the best you ever had girl in your life
Say mmhmm, and when your eyes roll back in your head
The shakin' in your legs
Mmhmm, mmhmm, that's what she said

Making love faces, making love faces
Shadows on the wall while the candles burnin'
Messin' up the bed while you sweatin' out your perm and
Making love faces, making love faces
My hands rubbin' on your skin
Let's go hard don't hold it in, love faces


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Lil Wayne Featuring Cory Gunz - "6 Foot 7 Foot"

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Top Hip Hop Songs March 2011

Lil Wayne Featuring Cory Gunz - "6 Foot 7 Foot" Lyrics

[Hook]
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch

[Lil Wayne Verse 1]
Excuse my charisma, vodka with a spritzer
Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia
Young Money militia, and I am the commissioner
You don’t want start Weezy, ’cause the F is for Finisher
So misunderstood, but what’s a World without enigma?
Two bitches at the same time, synchronized swimmers
Got the girl twisted ’cause she open when you twist her
Never met the bitch, but I f-ck her like I missed her
Life is the bitch, and death is her sister
Sleep is the cousin, what a f-ckin’ family picture
You know father time, we all know mother nature
It’s all in the family, but I am of no relation
No matter who’s buying, I’m a celebration
Black and white diamonds, f-ck segregation
F-ck that shit, my money up, you n-ggas just Honey Nut
Young Money running shit and you n-ggas just runner-ups
I don’t feel I done enough, so I’ma keep on doing this shit
Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish


[Hook]
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch
Six-foot, seven-foot, eight-foot bunch

[Lil Wayne Verse 2]
I’m goin’ back in
Okay, I lost my mind, it’s somewhere out there stranded
I think you stand under me if you don’t understand me
Had my heart broken by this woman named Tammy
But hoes gon’ be hoes, so I couldn’t blame Tammy
Just talked to moms, told her she the sweetest
I beat the beat up, call it self defense
Swear man, I be seeing through these n-ggas like sequins
N-ggas think they He-Men, pow, pow, the end
Talking to myself because I am my own consultant
Married to the money, f-ck the world, that’s adultery
You full of sh-t, you close your mouth and let yo ass talk
Young Money eating, all you haters do is add salt
Stop playing, bitch, I got this game on deadbolt
Mind so sharp, I f-ck around and cut my head off
Real n-gga all day and tomorrow
But these muthaf-ckas talking crazy like they jaw broke
Glass half empty, half full, I’ll spill ya

Try me and run into a wall, outfielder
You know I’ma ball ’til they turn off the field lights
The fruits of my labor, I enjoy ‘em while they still ripe
Bitch, stop playing, I do it like a king do
If these n-ggas animals, then I’ma have a mink soon
Tell ‘em bitches I say put my name on the wall
I speak the truth, but I guess that’s a foreign language to y’all
And I call it like I see it, and my glasses on
But most of y’all don’t get the picture ‘less the flash is on
Satisfied with nothing, you don’t know the half of it
Young Money, Cash Money
Paper chasing, tell that paper, “Look, I’m right behind ya”
Bitch, real G’s move in silence like lasagna
People say I’m borderline crazy, sorta kinda
Woman of my dreams, I don’t sleep so I can’t find her
You n-ggas are gelatin, peanuts to an elephant
I got through that sentence like a subject and a predicate
Yeah, with a swag you would kill for
Money too strong, pockets on bodybuilder
Jumped in a wishing well, now wish me well
Tell ‘em kiss my ass, call it kiss and tell

[Cory Gunz]
Word to my mama, I’m out of my lima bean
Don’t wanna see what that drama mean, get some Dramamine
Llama scream, hotter than summer sun on a Ghana queen
Now all I want is hits, bitch, Wayne signed a fiend
I played the side for you n-ggas that’s tryna front, and see
Son of Gunz, Son of Sam, you n-ggas the son of me
Pause for this dumber speech, I glow like Buddha
Disturb me, and you’ll be all over the flow like Luda
Bitch, I flow like scuba, bitch, I’m bald like Cuba
And I keep a killer ho, she gon’ blow right through ya
I be mackin’, ’bout my stacking, now I pack like a mover
Shout to ratchet for backing out on behalf of my shooter
N-ggas think they high as I, I come laugh at your ruler
Cash Money cold, bitch, but our actions is cooler
Wayne, these n-ggas out they mind
I done told these f-ck n-ggas, so many times
That I keep these bucks steady on my mind
Tuck these, I f-ck these on your mind, pause
To feed them, on my grind, did I get a little love?
Keep throwin’ my sign in the middle
Hit ‘em up, piece on my side, ’cause ain’t no peace on my side, bitch
I’m a man, I visit urinals abroad
Tune told me to, I’m shooting when the funeral outside
I’m uptown, thoroughbred, a BX n-gga, ya heard?
Gunna

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Nicki Minaj Featuring Drake - "Moment 4 Life"

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Top Hip Hop Songs March 2011

Nicki Minaj Featuring Drake - "Moment 4 Life" Lyrics

I fly with the stars in the skies
I am no longer trying to survive
I believe that life is a prize
But to live doesn’t mean you’re alive

Don’t worry about me & who I fire
I get what I desire
It’s my empire
And yes, I call the shots, I am the umpire
I sprinkle holy water upon the vampire

In this very moment I’m king
In this very moment I slayed Goliath with a sling
This very moment I bring
put it on everything, that I will retire with the ring
and I will retire with the crown, Yes
no I’m not lucky I’m blessed, Yes
clap for the heavyweight champ, Me
but I couldn’t do it all alone, We
Young Money raised me, grew up out in Baisley
Southside Jamaica, Queens and it’s crazy
cuz I’m still hood, Hollywood couldn’t change me
shout out to my haters, sorry that you couldn’t faze me
Aint being cocky, we just vindicated
Best believe that when we done this moment will be syndicated
I don’t know, this night just remind me of
Everything they deprived me of
P-p-p-p-put your drinks up
It’s a celebration every time we link up
We done did everything they could think of
Gr-Greatness is what we on the brink of

[Chorus]
I wish that I could have this moment 4 life, 4 life, 4 life
In this moment, i just feel so alive, alive, alive
I wish that I could have this moment 4 life, 4 life, 4 life ( I could have this moment x3)
This is my moment, I just feel so alive ( I could have this moment x3)

[Drake]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, ugh
What I tell em hoes bow bow bow to me, drop down to ya knees
Young Money the Mafia that’s word to Lil Cease
I’m in The Dominican Big Papi Ortiz
Doin’ target practice all these bitches just aiming to please

Shoutout to the CEO 500 degrees
Shoutout to the OVO, Red Wings and fatigues, oooow
Niggas wanna be friends how coincidental
This supposed to be y’all year we ain’t get the memo
A young King, pay me in gold
Forty got a bunch of weed he ain’t even rolled
These niggas be droppin songs they ain’t even cold
Weezy on top and that nigga aint even home, yet!
Yeah, be very afraid these other rappers getting bodied and carried away
Fuck it me and Nicki Nick gettin’ married today
And now you bitches that be hatin can catch a bouquet, ooooh
Yeah, you a star in my eyes, you and all them white girls party of five
Are we drinking a lil more I can hardly decide
I can’t believe we really made it I’m partly surprised, I swear
Damn, this one for the books, man!
I swear this shit is as fun as it looks, man!
I’m really tryna make it more than what it is, cause everybody dies but not everybody lives, Ahhh

[Chorus]

This is my moment
I waited all my
Life, I can tell it’s time
Drifting away I’m
One with the sunset
I have become alive
I wish that I can have this moment 4 life, 4 life, 4 life
Cause in this moment I just feel so alive, alive, alive

I wish that I could have this moment 4 life, 4 life, 4 life
In this moment, i just feel so alive, alive, alive

Top Hits Music March 2011 : Hip-Hop and R&B, Latin , Dance/Club Play

Top Hits Music March 2011 

Here the list of Top Hits Music March 2011 , Week of March 05, 2011 base on  billboard charts:

Top Hits Music :  Top Hip-Hop and R&B Songs March 2011



1. Nicki Minaj Featuring Drake - "Moment 4 Life"
2. Lil Wayne Featuring Cory Gunz - "6 Foot 7 Foot"
3. Jamie Foxx Featuring Drake - "Fall For Your Type"
4. Trey Songz - "Love Faces"
5. Keri Hilson - "Pretty Girl Rock"
6. Chris Brown - "No BS"
7. Chris Brown Featuring Lil Wayne & Busta Rhymes - "Look At Me Now"
8. Waka Flocka Flame Featuring Roscoe Dash & Wale - "No Hands"
9.  Trey Songz - "Can't be Friends"
10. Rihanna Featuring Drake - "What's My Name?"


Top Hits Music : Top Latin Songs March 2011


1. Don Omar & Lucenzo - "Danza Kuduro"
2. Prince Royce - "Corazon Sin Cara"
3. Enrique Iglesias Featuring Wisin & Yandel - "No Me Digas Que No"
4. Shakira Featuring El Cata - "Loca"
5. Julion Alvarez Y Su Norteno Banda - "Ni Lo Intentes"
6. Tito El "Bambino" - "Llueve El Amor"
7. Ricky Martin Featuring Natalia Jimenez - "Lo Mejor De Mi Vida Eres Tu"
8.Fidel Rueda - "Me Encantaria"
9. Pitbull - "Bon,Bon"
10. Wisin & Yandel - "Estoy Enamorado"

Top Hits Music : Top Club Play &Hot Dance Songs March 2011

1. Kylie Minogue - "Better Than Today"
2. Ono - "Move On Fast"
3. Taio Cruz Featuring Kylie Minogue & Travie McCoy - "Higher"
4. Rihanna - "S & M"
5. Martin Solveig & Dragonette -  "Hello"
6. Florence + The Machine - "Dog Days Are Over"
7. Britney Spears - "Hold It Against Me"
8. David Guetta Featuring Rihanna - "Who's That Chick?"
9. Hannah - "Sanity"
10. Rihanna Featuring Drake - "What's My Name?"