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Pixie Lott - What Do You Take Me For :: Lyrics, Mp3, Ringtones


  • Artist : Pixie Lott
  • Song : What Do You Take Me For
  • Album : Young Foolish Happy



This is a hot new synth-heavy production titled "What Do You Take Me For" by English singer-songwriter, Pixie Lott. The track features rapper Pusha T. It is expected to be included on her upcoming second studio album named 'Young Foolish Happy' planned to be released on November 7, 2011. The album will also include collaborations with Stevie Wonder and John Legend.

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Pixie Lott What Do You Take Me For Lyrics :-

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(Pusha T) (Intro)
Let's go
Uh, the drop-top specialist
Yes, we turn heads like an exorcist
Red bottoms on our feet looking devilish
We take it to the next level, feel effortless

(Pixie Lott) [Verse 1:]
I'm tired of you kicking the dirt, just want the dust to settle
I'll find just what I deserve, if you cant do better
Can't say that you'll take your time, before the sweet turns sour
You changed right before my eyes, you picked the wrong flower

[Chorus:]
Don't know what you think I'm after
Don't think I can take anymore
Don't know what you think I'm after
What do you take me for, what do you take me for

.... I like whatever
Go on right through the front door
Bye I'll see ya later

What do you take me for, what do you take me for

[Verse 2:]
Boy now that the tables have turned, let me see you begging
It's a hard life lesson to learn, when its me you're not getting
So low but you're all alone, and now you got no power
Let go cos I'm cutting the rope, guess you climbed the wrong tower

[Chorus]

(Pusha T) Verse 3
Two kids in a bucket bucket, f-ck it (?)
The way you handle this,
Yeah musicjuzz.blogspot.com I'm disgusting
Never been busted, treat me like a suspect
Why am I the one that just can't be trusted

Try harder, discuss it, why bother
I made you, I'll make another and she'll go further
And you can bet a million on it
South of France on a yacht with us chillin on it

[Chorus]

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Pusha T - Trouble On My Mind :: Lyrics, Mp3, Ringtones


  • Artist : Pusha T
  • Song : Trouble On My Mind
  • Album : Fear of God 2 mixtape



Pusha T has recently come out with a brand new song "Trouble On My Mind" exclusively premiered by Red Bull on July 8. Amazingly, it was released without his knowledge.
"Oh really??? People dropping music without letting me know??? U think that right?? U think I'm happy bat that??… U thirst buckets just couldn't wait till Monday huh???????? U could run a wet dream. [sic],"
Pusha T tweeted.

Listen below to Trouble On My Mind by Pusha T and sing along with the Pusha T - Trouble On My Mind lyric. Let us know what you think!

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Pusha T Trouble On My Mind Lyrics :-

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[Verse 1: Pusha T]
It's the blackout, 'rari got the back out
Showing my black ass, engine in the glass house
Started in the crack house, Obama went the back route
Kill bin Laden, never throw up in the black house
Still got the Macs out, pull the mask down like a mascot
Still trick with b-tchesout with money or with ass shots
G.O.O.D had room for one more, I took the last spot
Re-up gang? done hit the jackpot
Whole 'nother level, then you add fame
That's a whole 'nother devil, legit drug dealer
That's a whole 'nother bezel, the carbon Audemar
That's a whole 'nother metal, but still keep it ghetto
Behind the scenes, pull strings like Gepetto
The gun blow steam, whistle like a tea kettle
Runnin' like the rebels
You and LV Sport shoe on a pedal, I let you n-ggas settle

[Hook: Pusha T]
Trouble on my mind
I got trouble on my mind
Trouble on my mind
So much trouble on my mind

[Verse 2: Tyler, The Creator]
Pharrell said "get 'em", so I got 'em
Tripped on Bristol Palin then I accidentally shot 'em
Then it ricocheted and killed the game
I'm a problem cause I wanna f-ck the world but not a fan of using condoms
Pardon my french, I'm going hard as my dick
When I envision my tip on the crust of b-tch's lips
Mr. Lipschutz has been trippin' since I mentioned Reptar's
Triceratops musicjuzz.blogspot.com dinosaur dick
I feel it in my gut to kill these muthaf-cks
As a musk like the arm of my pits
You n-ggas coming shorter than a Bush Wick Bill costume
On sale during Christmas in Philly
Uhm, well, not really, it's gettin' kinda chilly
Let's hit a couple bars and give some b-tches wet willies
Soaked, getting' jiggy with it and Bel-Air's britches
With a bag of pills, couple berries and a biscuit

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]
I'm a f-cking walking paradox
And a really sh-tty rapper in my favorite pair of socks ironed pair of dockers
Two Glocks cocked screamin' west side!
With the speakers blastin' two pots
Yonkers 10 milli, you're silly
Thinkin' that this 'Preme wasn't free willy
The feeling is neutral, the gang is youthful
And f-ckin' tighter than Chad Hugo's pupils
It's Wolf Gang and the

[Pusha T:]
With the re-up's a helluva buzz
Rick James said cocaine's a helluva drug
Who else could put the hipsters with felons and thugs
And paint a perfect picture of what sellin' it does?
This is for the critics, who doubted the chemistry
Two different words, same symmetry
And this black art, see the wizardry
When you at the top of your game, you make enemies
You'll never finish me

[Hook]

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Big Sean - 100 Keys :: Lyrics, Mp3, Ringtones


  • Artist : Big Sean
  • Song : 100 Keys
  • Album : Finally Famous (Deluxe Edition)



A brand new track titled "100 Keys" by American hip hop artist, Big Sean featuring rappers, Rick Ross and Pusha T surfaced recently. The song is a confirmed bonus track off his highly anticipated debut studio album, 'Finally Famous (Deluxe Edition)' slated for release on June 28, 2011. The other bonus tracks are "What Goes Around", "Celebrity" and "My House".

Ladies and gentlemen! Here we present Big Sean - 100 Keys. 100 Keys lyric performed by Big Sean also available below.

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Big Sean 100 Keys Lyrics :-

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Ay, ay

(Chorus-Big Sean)
I'm from a big city
Tryna make a living
Come to my hood
Everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young n-ggas gettin' money, young n-ggas gettin' money
Just a bittersweet symphony

(Rick Ross)
I play the keys handle dope, Barry Manilow
The game a b-tch, but at times she sweet as cantaloupe
Hit the road key of coke in the mantle fold
Triple beam dreams with a trunk full of scattered clothes
Japanese denim, down south numbers
Hit it once trust it would make a fat fiend stumble
Do the speed limit, all gold shoes
Call 'em penny loafers, they a pretty penny too
I'm tipping strippers but I call it penny pinchin'
She talking sh-t but I could get her titties lifted
My new crib got it's own city limit
Motherf-cker got his own city in it
Blue marble on the floor
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Wet as salt water
Ima boss, I'm just playing hoes(holes) like a golf course

(Young n-ggas gettin' money, young n-ggas gettin' money)
(Big Sean)
Just a bittersweet symphony

(Chorus-Big Sean)
I'm from a big city
Tryna make a living
Come to my hood
Everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young n-ggas gettin' money, young n-ggas gettin' money
Just a bittersweet symphony

(Pusha T)
One hundred keys
One hundred please
My gazuntite could make a whole city sneeze
Walk the mud jungle where they grind it out the leaves
So they swarm to my honeycomb, hideout for the bees
You know what this sounds like
Money counter sound bytes
Machine gun fire
Name ringin' through like the town like
Church bells ringin'
Know what he was found like?
Colombian necktie over hospital gown white
She live on her knees
I live in a condo in the trees
The air's a little thinner that I breathe
Iron Man Audi, let the top strip tease
My life is slow motion but the watch screaming freeze
Yeah, young n-gga gettin' money
The feds dragged neck, couldn't take nothin' from me
The decoy car is a crash test dummy
What follows is a hundred of 'em wrapped like a mummy

(Chorus-Big Sean)
I'm from a big city
Tryna make a living
Come to my hood
Everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young n-ggas gettin' money, young n-ggas gettin' money
Just a bittersweet symphony

(Big Sean)
Boi
And they gon' risk a hundred lives
So they could rock a hundred whites
The guests look like a hundred lights
Man when blade died my city cried a hundred nights
Yeah I got a main girl, but I done hit a hundred types
Every wrong I do, I'm steady tryna do a hundred rights
Got it for cheap, compare the price
My n-gga keep that low key, Barry White
And don't worry 'bout the info
From where they ride Pintos, and could afford Enzo's
'Cause everybody know, keys open doors (keys-keys open doors)
But bricks open windows
Countin' a hundred hundreds, more by more
Built this from the tile up, floor by floor
Talk sh-t, I send 'em door by door
Made for the Snow White like 4x4's(truck)

(Chorus-Big Sean)
I'm from a big city
Tryna make a living
Come to my hood
Everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things sound right
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young n-ggas gettin' money, young n-ggas gettin' money
Just a bittersweet symphony

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