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DJ Khaled lyrics - Victory

All I Do Is Win lyrics

(feat. Ludacris, Snoop Dogg, Rick Ross & T-Pain)

[T-Pain - Chorus]
All I Do is win win win no matter what
got money on mind i can never get enough
and everytime 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
cause all I do is win win win
and if you goin’ in put your hands in the air..

[Ludacris]
Ludacris goin 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 that didn’t make it and the folks locked down
I never went no where
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
aint never count me out
y’all better count me in
got 20 bank accounts, accountants count me in
make millions every year, the souths champion
cause all I do, all I, all I, all I
all I do is...

[Chorus]

[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
thats for armed trafficking, don’t make me pull that fo-fo
ask you what you laughing at
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
we riding the night
you 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 getting 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 on em
floss em up, toss em up, hardaway, boss em up
pardon me I bossing the pressure up, bless ya bruh
don’t wanna 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]





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Fed Up lyrics

(feat. Usher, Young Jeezy, Rick Ross, Drake, Lil' Wayne)

DJ Khaled
the streets is fed up (who else nigga?)
we fed up (we the best)
the runners, usher talk to em

[Usher-Chorus]
it was all a dream yeah homey I am on my job
and you can’t take that away from me (can’t take that away)
yeah I got my team and I got all of my niggas behind me (see me nigga)
and they give me the love I need (yeah)
I got my foot in the door we still hustlin for more
check in the game and back in the light (yeahh)
I’m fed up (ayy) I’m fed up (ayy) I’m fed up (ay)
I’m so sick and tired of being sick and tired

[Young Jeezy]
I am absolutely positively on my grizzy
even though I’m sick and I’m tired I gets busy
started a 62 but it ended up a frisbee
and me I like to sit at the stove until I’m dizzy
ball so hard it’s like I brought the game with me
left my glove so white you thought I brought jermaine with me
bout to paint a perfect picture like I brought the frame with me
(I’m fed up, I’m fed up)
I give it all up before I let the fame get me
I got niggas tryna sue me bitches tryna do me
way these niggas actin you’d a thought they never knew me
but these niggas know me and half them niggas owe me
I’m fed up probably why I’m actin like the old me

[Chorus]

[Rick Ross]
I’m sick and tired of you suckas so now I’m fed up
somebody catch the chain I’m bout to tear his head off
shorty bendin over know I’m bout to tear it up
before you let your top back get your bread up
made history but now we claimin victory
get ya out the white house go back to your efficiencies
suckas feel me and I know you haters hear me
(I’m fed up, I’m fed up)
like IRS you wonderin what I’m makin yearly
let them brown bags circulate (stack) so I perpetrate (never)
we shining in the bottom cause we down to twekalate
lookin at the parking lot better get your mind right
I hope you fed up being broke because the times right (Ross)

[Chorus]

[Drake]
Uh, me and Wayne was gettin high on em
he leaned over and told me just don’t retire on em
and when they give ya they shoulders never cry on em
and when they love you to death just never die on em
and the question still remains
have I counted all the money that I’ve managed to obtain?
niggas dedicating overtime to damaging my name
and somehow I’m still the hottest mofucka in the game

[Lil Wayne]
I’m happy to be back man….
I’m tired of these haters
That’s why I go hard like A.C. Slater
Weezy Baby here, y’all prenatal
I just get the beat and murk it out like Frado
Uhh I’m sick of being criticized
That’s why I’m higher than a star trek enterprise
I do it big don’t get mad cuz you minimized
I keep a red flag case I get penalized..uh
Its young money like you didn’t know
Stop playing I hit Drizzy with the give and go
It was all a dream, now we the dream team
Who trying to see us, you seeing things
Hustle like I still pay rent man
Got a chest full of heart no tin man
Uhh..Kha Kha Khaled I’m fed up,
flow wake the dead up
Weezy

[Usher]
yeah how bout I been in this been breakin records since ‘9-4
so I aint gotta brag about records that I’ve broke
records that I hold
and records that I’ve sold
and I’m fed up with these niggas relieving my lingo (yeahhhhh)
don’t bite the hand of your provider
cause man if I aint influenced you you a liar
I’m on fire you just a biter you need to wake up and realize

[Chorus]




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On My Way lyrics

(feat. Kevin Cossom, Bali, Ace Hood, BallGreezy, Ice Berg, Desloc, Gunplay, Rum, Young Cash)

I'm on my way
This goin out to every hood
We gonna make it

You can look into my eyes
See that I'm dead tired
6:00 in the morning
Money still on my mind
So if you want it
I'm the one to supply
Be there in no time
I'm on my way-ay-ay-ay... ay-ay-ay [x4]

Nigga this legendary
No ordinary shit
No ordinary bitches
No ordinary whips
4 bills nigga special like they 30
I cam along way from four steps in section 8
Niggas eatin on these beats
Get yourself a plate
And I'm a step away
One hit, one breath away
When you don't got time, you ain't never late
Come so victory is here
We can celebrate

Ok, I'm on my grizzle
On my grind
Go ahead try, top my shine
I'm on my way, anyday
Tell them niggas better have my cake
What you think
Nigga you ain't
Have me laughin all the way to the bank
L O L, A M B, O R at the Gini baby
Had the chop the top off that bitch
Just so they can see me baby
Money I get, know that shit
Yeah he paid, notice it
Sleepin who, no can do
Motivation, ocean view
How I get it
Bitch U trippin
Ain't got nuthin to do with you

[Chorus]

[Ball Greezy:]
Victory is on the way
Khaled go in on 'em
Show 'em we gonna win homey
Get off in their skin homey
I've been getting in the streets over 10 years
So you think a nigga pussy cause his ear's pierced
Run up on a nigga pussy if you want to
U gotta best be sure that it go through
Ball Greezy gettin money like he 'posed to
Good dope in the drop like soul food
Big Body, big rims on the old school
Stay fly like a hood nigga 'posed too
Lights off click clack in the pinto
Seat back, dick sucked in the Benzo
5% DBs on the Renzo
No sleep, gotta eat, gotta get done

It's like I always say
Muthafuka here I come
Another victory for the crib
A couple more before I'm done
And if you asleep you better wake up
And get on your fukin job
Cause I'm takin' everything except a loss
Iceburg goes off, yeah 24/7 I goes on
And I be scared I might miss money
So I don't doze off
I'm a snap and the streets know it
Trick told me keep goin'
An I'm a keep Chiefin as long as god keep the weed growin'

[Chorus]

Switch man been to a?
I've been destined to shine
Won't take no for an answer
Fuk nigga gimme mine
Never been selfish for real
I put on my whole city
I went from standing on corners
To autographin' titties
My daddy gave my Virginia's King, A Richmond legend
A wise speaker, a woman pleaser
Broke nigga, reverend
Mr O 10, I get it in
I wear da crown
We da best, tell 'em fuk next
I got downs

You got da cash, then show me
Better not be phoney
Get on my level
Cause they way below me
U ballin? Balogna
Girls ask me what my cologne is
Steel Khakis and Coronas
And I'm mackin' a donkey
Flip the 4 and a half
Do the vert and a left
Bet da ave never seen banks chunky as dat
Why you got pressure?
Cause my Impala got pressure
Beating outside, shaking the dice on my dresser
Is that gun play, Yes Sir!




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Rep My City lyrics

(feat. Pitbull & Jarvis)

[Pitbull - Verse 1:]
This for those that chose to sleep on Pits
not knowing I had a plan for every letter in the alphabitch
my lifes been diarrea boy I've been through some shit
turned it all around and now my bank account likes oh shit
could have took the coke route, heroin boy dope route
chevy gets dressed up, choppa's get chocked out
AK Quatro Siete dale mete machete
Perico's been a part of my life since I was chupando tete
I went from buildings with dope holes and boys with gold fronts
to fucking dope hoes and houses with beach fronts
I hit a lick yeah muthfucker my life changed
but chico won't change, I'm forever Dade
invest in my future so I'm forever paid
I don't play games fuck boy I ain't EA
go ahead and hate me til I'm dead in the ground
I'm D-A-D-E Dade county

[Jarvis - Chorus:]
I'm all in and I rep my city till I die
as long as I'm thinking and breathing I'm gon ride
on the east to the west side
kept it 100 so I'm good for life
give a damn what a hater gotta say
make it this far Imma do it my way
Imma do it my way, do it my way
give a damn what a hater gotta say

I rep my city, rep my city
rep my city, rep my city
rep yo city, rep yo city
rep yo city, rep yo city

[Pitbull - Verse 2:]
Miami's red cross when they need me I'm there
I'm from the era when there was gang wars at the Youth Fair
I'm ten years ahead of the game, I know it ain't fair
used to go to Santa's Enchanted just to pull on Santa's beard
sat on Santa's lap and showed him some crack
and told him for Christmas all I want is coke that comes back
something about a 75k a show,
next year it will be 300 per show yeah fo sho
Pits always had it on lock
I'm from the bottom bitch ya'll can keep a fucking top
my dog [?] bout to jump out [?]
look at the way that Chico been running the crib
from rocking stages with uncle Al Virginia key
to rocking sold out crowds at MSG
and I ain't from New York I'm a Dade county representer
dat right fo sho lets ride

[Chorus]





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Rockin All My Chains On lyrics

(feat. Birdman, Bun B, Schife, Soulja Boy Tell 'Em)

[Chorus:]
Work in the kitchen
? money on my phone
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Rockin' all my chains on
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Gotem goin crazy like I just came home
It's time to hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Rockin' all my chains on
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on

[Verse 1:]
Right
Gotem goin crazy like I just came home
With this bud be it khaled
You know that it's a winner
You know I got the yams like a thanksgiving dinner
I'm trappin on ham like a thanksgiving dinner
And bringin a drummer like I'm mr. thansgiving nigga
The game it's switched up
In white winter black
So gimme ? hook me up the fact though
Mo money mo ice
I ain't buying no price swear I'm on that one time
They lookin' so nice
These old ladies saying he look like a low life
I'm in the foreign with a foreign makin your wife
Got me a piece of a pie
Now where's your slice.

[Chorus:]
Work in the kitchen
? money on my phone
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Rockin' all my chains on
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Gotem goin crazy like I just came home
It's time to hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Rockin' all my chains on
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on

Gotem goin crazy like I just came home

[Verse 2:]
Shawty in lights
Roll another dice
Big money bitch
Cash money life
Flip another chicken
Bought another chicken
Cook another chicken
Fucked her in the kitchen
Pack another meal
Hot up in the feel
Always strapped
Me and khaled in the hill
Diamond close to ice
Fly poppin flights
Uptown solider spit the meal on the watch
And as I proceed to make some more G's
Represent my city
Shoe for bee
Uptown G's
YMC B's

[Chorus:]
Work in the kitchen
? money on my phone
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Rockin' all my chains on
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Gotem goin crazy like I just came home
It's time to hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Rockin' all my chains on
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on

Gotem goin crazy like I just came home

[Verse 3:]
Soulja Boy Tell em
10 diamond chains on my neck
I called DJ Khaled because I know we the best
? can't never cup another check
And I'm down in Miami
Ridin in the phantom
Somewhere by south beach
Soulja boy tell em
Got a million dollar mouth piece
On my dog mutha fucker dead leash
Put your lighters in the sky
Soulja boy tell em

[Chorus:]
Work in the kitchen
? money on my phone
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Rockin' all my chains on
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Gotem goin crazy like I just came home
It's time to hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Rockin' all my chains on
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on

Gotem goin crazy like I just came home




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Victory lyrics

(feat. Nas & John Legend)

[DJ Khaled]
They doubted me all my life
Now it’s victory
(DJ KHALED!)

[John Legend]
Whatever it is, I’ll pay the cost
I’m willing to risk it, I’ll take the loss
I’ll put it all on the line
In a hustler’s state of mind

I’m gonna make history
Just so we can claim victory (Victory)
Oh, victory (Victory)
(Nasir!)

[Nas]
Speedboats, three tokes and pass it
Grass lit, hittin’ slopes in Aspen
No coat, just an oath to stay thorough ’til we back to ashes
Driven in fly sedans to the MGM Grand
Picture lots of sand, two blondes, implants
Remy in hand, we tryna tan, deal my cards with an honest hand
A modest man, aware of any counter-scam
Palm trees, magnum Don Ps, LV monograms
Hottest girls flew from Rio
Mojitos, mucho frio, my libido
Sex so strong, without the E, though
Hollow threats, we don’t see those
Higher death toll whenever we roll
That process is pivotal
My pitiful poverty-struck criminals will get a Jew
Then we lounge in a Spanish-style house
‘Til it all blows over, Dolce Gabbana out
Contemplatin’, there is no bond with Satan
Say a little prayer for me like Aretha Franklin
For my hustlers, here’s some motivation
He who has begun is half done, why you waitin’?
I’m too impatient to pray, too much patience for stress
It’s too much paper to rest, fuck around, you face death
I know some niggas from Astoria
That’ll cut your daughter up
Like I used to cut a quarter up
Makin’ all the bucks, banana clips I bought in Georgia bucks
Kill all you fucks, easy
I be on the golf cart, sleepy
Y’all beneath me
Y’all be at the pawn shop, pawnin’ watches
Obnoxious, can’t stop us, we shottas
Say you killin’ Pablo? Impossible
Nonsense, preposterous, bizarre at best
Unfulfilled promises
I feel intelligence is my wealth
However, how enormous is Nas’ pockets is a pop quiz to gossipers
See me at the Oscars, lookin’ dreamy, hood opulent
Means esoteric, how I wore it
Exoticness makes you curious to see how serious my closet is
Shareholders wanna invest in that Nas stock, it’s just
We be on that real shit, luxury four-wheel shit
Niggas actin’ thirst on some just-got-a-deal shit
Ha, for that victory we will kill shit
Get out the way, playboy, this is real shit
(Khaled!)

Whatever it is, I’ll pay the cost
I’m willing to risk it, I’ll take the loss
I’ll put it all on the line
In a hustler’s state of mind

I’m gonna make history
Just so we can claim victory (Victory)
Oh, victory (Victory)

Just so we can claim victory
Oh, victory
Victory

Just so we can claim victory