Jason Derulo feat 2 Chainz - Talk Dirty Lyrics

Artist : Jason Derulo featuring 2 Chainz
Song Title : Talk Dirty
From The Album : Tattoos
Released : August 2, 2013
Genre : R&B, pop
Songwriters : Desrouleaux, Maxwell Douglas, Jason Evigan, Tauheed Epps, Eric Frederic, Ori Kaplan, Tamir Muskat
Producer : Ricky Reed
Label : Warner Bros

Jason Derulo feat 2 Chainz - Talk Dirty Lyrics

Jason
Jason Derulo
Get jazzy on it

[Jason Derulo:]
I'm that flight that you get on, international
First class seat on my lap girl, riding comfortable
Cause I know what the girl them need, New York - Tahiti
I got lipstick stamps for my passport, make it hard to leave

[Jason Derulo:]
Been around the world, don't speak the language
But your booty don't need explaining
All I really need to understand is
When you talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me
Get jazzy on it

[Jason Derulo:]
You know the words to my songs
No habla ingl�s
Our conversations ain't long
But you know what it is
I know what the girl them want, London to Taiwan
I got lipstick stamps for my passport
I think I need a new one

[Jason Derulo:]
Been around the world, don't speak the language
But your booty don't need explaining
All I really need to understand is
When you talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me

[Jason Derulo:]
Uno, met a friend in Rio
Dos, she was all on me-o
Tres, we could m�nage � three-o

[2 Chainz:]
Dos Cadenas, clothes are genius
Sold out arenas, you can suck my penis
Get with arenas, guns on deck
Chest to chest, tongue on neck
International oral sex
Every picture I take, I pose a threat
Boat or jet, what do you expect?
Her pussy so good I bought her a pet
Anyway, every day I'm trying to get to it
Got her saved in my phone under "Big Booty"
Anyway, every day I'm trying to get to it
Got her saved in my phone under "Big Booty"

[Jason Derulo:]
Been around the world, don't speak the language
But your booty don't need explaining
All I really need to understand is
When you talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me
Get jazzy on it

What? I don't understand!

Drake feat 2 Chainz & Big Sean - All Me Lyrics

2 Chainz - Drake -  Big Sean

Artist : Drake featuring 2 Chainz & Big Sean
Song Title : All Me
From The Album : Nothing Was the Same
Released : September 24, 2013
Genre : Hip hop
Songwriters : -
Producer : Key Wane, Noah "40" Shebib
Label : OVO Sound, Young Money, Cash Money, Republic

Drake feat 2 Chainz & Big Sean - All Me Lyrics

[Intro:]
I'm really stepping up my game
These bitches gotta start paying me for this
Can't get no more free Randy

[Hook: Drake]
Got everything, I got everything
I cannot complain, I cannot
I don't even know how much I really made, I forgot
It's a lot, fuck that, nevermind what I got
Nigga don't watch that cause I
Came up, that's all me
Stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me
All me forreal
Came up, that's all me
Stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me
All me forreal

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Money on my mind, you should think the same
J's on, pinky ring
Dogging these hoes, I need quarantine
In the same league, but we don't ball the same
She want all the fame
I hear that shit all the time
She said she love me
I said, "Baby girl, fall in line, " ok
Made a million, off of denim
Fuck, watch me switch it up
Walked in, "I'll nigga alert! I'll nigga alert!"
You need that work, I got that work, got bitches in my condo
Just bought a shirt that cost a Mercedes-Benz car note
From the A to Toronto, we let the metal go off
And my dick so hard it make the metal detector go off
This that sauce, this that dressing
Givenchy, nigga God bless you
If having a bad bitch was a crime
I'd be arrested (True)

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Drake]
I touched down in '86
Knew I was a man by the age of 6
I even fucked the girl that used to babysit
But that was years later on some crazy shit
I heard your new shit, nigga hated it
Damon Wayans told me don't play that shit
I get paid a lot, you get paid a bit
And my latest shit is like a greatest hits
God damn
Ain't no wishing over on this side
Y'all don't fuck with' us and we don't fuck with' y'all, it's no different over on this side
God damn
Should I listen to everybody or myself?
Cause myself just told myself, "You the motherfuckin' man, you don't need no help"
Cashin' checks and I'm bigging up my chest,
Ya'll keep talking 'bout who next,
But I'm about how big as it gets,
I swear ya'll just wastin' ya'll breath,
I'm the light skinned Keith Sweat,
I'm a make it last forever,
It's not your time 'cause I ain't done yet,
Look, just understand that I'm on a roll like Cottonelle,
I was made for all of this shit,
And I'm on the road box office sales,
I'm getting paid for all of this shit,
Ask you to please excuse my table manners,
I was making room for the table dancers,
'Cause if we judging off your advances,
I just got paid like eight advances, God damn!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Big Sean]
HOE, SHUT THE fuck UP
I got way too much on my mental
I learn from what I've been through
I'm finna do what I didn't do
And still waking up like the rest do
Not complicated, it's simple
I got sexy ladies, a whole Benz-full
And to them hoes I'm everythang
Everything but gentle
But I still take my time
Man I guess I'm just old fashioned
Wearing retro shit, that's old fashioned
Nigga, see what I'm saying, no closed caption
I paint pics, see the shit
Good sex, need to hit
Keep a bra on the floor
Year round like season tickets
I plead the fifth
Drink a fifth
Load the nine
Leave you split, in the half
Smoke a half, Need a zip
My new girl is on Glee and shit
Probably making more money than me and shit
I swear to God I got 99 Problems but a bitch ain't one
I got 99 problems, getting rich ain't one
Like I got trust issues
I'm sorry for the people I've pushed out
I'm the type to have a bullet-proof condom
And still gotta pull out
But that's just me
And I ain't perfect
I ain't a saint but I am worth it
If it's one thing, I am worth it
Niggas still hating but it ain't workin'
Lil' bitch

[Verse 4: Drake]
Oh Me. Oh Me. Oh my. I think I done fucked too many women from the 305
'Fore the end of this year, I'll do King of Diamonds, three more times,
Smoking on that kush all in our section like it's legalized
Girl, you can't always have your way, sometimes it be like that
They don't really fuck with you like that, that ain't never did me like that
I just took my time, you got your shine, I let you eat like that
I been taught never to loan somebody what you need right back
And I need that shit right back (no more free Randy)
I'm blessed than a motherfucker,
Niggas been stressed than a motherfucker
Niggas gettin' nervous, clutchin' they chests like a motherfucker,
Damn that's a motherfucker
Tell the truth, I don't listen to ya,
'Cause I don't like being lied to
And that ship won't sail,
And that wind won't guide you
Daddy was in jail we was talkin' through the window,
Like a motherfucking drive-thru
That was back then man,
Now my niggas rich enough to do whatever I do.

Tinie Tempah feat 2 Chainz � Trampoline Lyrics

Artist : Tinie Tempah feat 2 Chainz
Song Title : Trampoline
From The Album : Demonstration
Released : 4 August 2013
Genre : Hip hop, trap
Writers : Patrick Okogwu, Tauheed Epps
Producer : Diplo
Label : Parlophone / Disturbing London

Tinie Tempah feat 2 Chainz � Trampoline Lyrics

[Intro]
Shake, shake, shake, shake
Jump, jump, jump, jump

[Verse 1]
Eenie meanie minie, thank God it's Friday
Please don't ask me for my ID, if I'm in your iTunes library
Got my own book in my library, my mansion is so tidy
My neighbours hate my mistress cause she never wear no nighties
I go Claridges to do high tea, Jordan's on like Spike Lee
I'm high end, you're High Street, swagger jacking my stylee
When I was a kid I used to save up for my Nikes
Now all these little kids is tryna save up for my Nikes (Go)

[Hook]
Shake, shake, shake, shake (Tambourine)
Jump, jump, jump, jump (Trampoline)

[Verse 2]
Sharing clothes, that's trampy, splitting bills, that's trampy
All this hanky panky, now her hand prints on my Banksy
I'm just strictly speaking, Anne Frankly, all my girls is fancy
In a white Ferrari Spider, rolling with Anansi
And Diplo to disco, I � she sniff, whoa
She gwan like she RiRi, and wine to Calypso
She ask me if I'm single, I said "Maybe, I think so
I can't concentrate, when that thong's on like Sisqo"

[Hook]

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
First of all I'm swagging, two girls with me so I'm bragging
So much money in my pocket, my pants might be sagging
My car might be tinted, my weed might be scented
My girl might be bow legged, her friend might be with her
Gold Roley on when I perform, ring-ring � mobile phone
The way it's going off, it must be on
'til the break of dawn, party like rock stars
We don't stop 'til we see the fucking cop cars

[Bridge]
Shake, shake, shake, shake (Tambourine)
Tan 'til her skin peel off, tangerine
Then she Vogue, then she Vogue, Agyness Deyn
On your marks get set go red, amber, green
Sydney, what's going down? New York, what's going down?
LA, what's going down? Vegas, what's going down?
Dublin, what's going down? Paris, what's going down?
Lagos, what's going down? Oslo, what's going down?
Toronto, what's going down? Stockholm, what's going down?
Berlin, what's going down? Johannesburg, what's going down?
Tokyo, what's going down? Rio, what's going down?
Beijing, what's going down? London, what's going down?