Offensive Lyrics

Welcome to starblocks
Its young dirty
Whos this?
Its young dirty!
Oh okay what you need?
Hey i need some of them thangs, mayn
How many of 'em?
Two of 'em, give me two
I got you, pull on around to the window pimp
Aight shawty
Ay ay ay joc what up patman
Cuh cuz out here say he need two of them thangs
O yea he want two of 'em?
Yea, ay joc
Whatup?
You know tha motto!
Yea
Hustle by any means nigga

[Chorus:]
First I take order like the coffee shop
Then I steam it up and cook it like the coffee shop
And then I sevre it out the window like the coffee shop
(yea im comin in got my rims sittin real big)
And it aint no returns at the coffee shop
Man I make that paper stack up at my coffee shop
One hit n they'll be back to the coffee shop
(yea im comin in got my rims sittin real big)

[Yung Joc:]
Okayy
Its just another day at the coffee shop
I grab them coffee beans, time to heat them coffee pots
Turn them lights on, j's rush the parkin lot
This the neighborhoods number one stop n shop
No regular, we only serve the best
For the low low, cheaper than the rest!
Im takin orders, tell me whos next
Only cash, no credit, no checks
When your car stop, welcome to starblocks
You wanna triple your knot? invest in our stock
N now we doin numbers, like the closeout
Make sure you shop wit me, before its sold out

[Chorus:]
First I take order like the coffee shop
Then I steam it up and cook it like the coffee shop
And then I sevre it out the window like the coffee shop
(yea im comin in got my rims sittin real big)
And it aint no returns at the coffee shop
Man I make that paper stack up at my coffee shop
One hit n they'll be back to the coffee shop
(yea im comin in got my rims sittin real big)

[Gorilla Zoe:]
Cook it in the morning, sell it durin midday
Whipped cream the same color as your latte
I tell em vamonos, thas rapido, you need some mota? you gon call gorilla zoe
You can get the coca if you got tha get-it-green
Colombian, and i aint talkin coffee beans 12 to 12
Its always someone on the scene
Starblocks, we get it out by any means
Coffee shop, trap spot, hand to hand, get my guap
Pockets still ounce for ounce
Decafinated off the top
Rockstar, rollin rocks
Piano keys, work the block
Welcome to starblocks, we trap like the coffee shop...let go, see

[Chorus:]
First I take order like the coffee shop
Then I steam it up and cook it like the coffee shop
And then I sevre it out the window like the coffee shop
(yea im comin in got my rims sittin real big)
And it aint no returns at the coffee shop
Man I make that paper stack up at my coffee shop
One hit n they'll be back to the coffee shop
(yea im comin in got my rims sittin real big)

[Yung Joc:]
Ah ha okay
Everybody on the block know my nickname
When you drop by just ask for whip game
And all my money get counted when the shifts change
They get into it, imma let my 4/5th bang
If you need the number 1-800-starblocks
Coca latte damned to make ya heart stop
And now the haters hot so they run n tell the cops
Shut this shit down, we set up shop on another block

[Chorus:]
First I take order like the coffee shop
Then I steam it up and cook it like the coffee shop
And then I sevre it out the window like the coffee shop
(yea im comin in got my rims sittin real big)
And it aint no returns at the coffee shop
Man I make that paper stack up at my coffee shop
One hit n they'll be back to the coffee shop
(yea im comin in got my rims sittin real big)

Ay Kids plz don't do drugs, just bring 'em to me, and i'll get rid of 'em at the Coffee Shop
Haha Joc you stupid

 [Hook:] 
[Pharrell:] 
Shake your money maker 
Like somebody boutta pay ya 
I see you on my radar 
Don't you act like you afraid of shit 

[Ludacris:] 
You know I got it 
If you want it, come get it 
Stand next to this money 
Like - eh eh eh 

[Pharrell:] 
Shake your money maker 
Like somebody boutta pay ya 
Don't worry about them haters 
Keep your nose up in the air 

[Ludacris:] 
You know I got it 
If you want it, come get it 
Stand next to this money 
Like - eh eh eh 

[Verse 1:] 
Shake shake shake your money maker 
Like you were shakin it for some paper 
Took your mama 9 months to make ya 
Might as well shake what ya mama gave ya 

You ... you lookin 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 * on my right side pourin some cups 
My whole hood is to my left and they aint giving a fuck 

So feel free to get lose and get carried away 
So by tomorrow you forgot what you was sayin today 
But don't forget about this feeling that im 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.. 

[Hook:] 
[Pharrell:] 
Shake your money maker 
Like somebody boutta pay ya 
I see you on my radar 
Don't you act like you afraid of shit 


[Ludacris:] 
You know I got it 
If you want it, come get it 
Stand next to this money 
Like - eh eh eh 

[Pharrell:] 
Shake your money maker 
Like somebody boutta pay ya 
Don't worry about them haters 
Keep your nose up in the air 

[Ludacris:] 
You know I got it 
If you want it, come get it 
Stand next to this money 
Like - eh eh eh 

[Verse 2:] 
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.. 
Ya want to, but i really want you 
Just be thankful that Pharrell gave you somethin to bump to...HEYY 
Luda...Im at the top of my game 
You want my hands from the bottom to the top of your frame 
And I...just wanna take a lil 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 mannn....HEYY 
Im just a bedroom gangster 
And i been meanin to tell ya that i really wanna spank ya when ya.. 

[Hook:] 
[Pharrell:] 
Shake your money maker 
Like somebody boutta pay ya 
I see you on my radar 
Don't you act like you afraid of shit 


[Ludacris:] 
You know I got it 
If you want it, come get it 
Stand next to this money 
Like - eh eh eh 

[Pharrell:] 
Shake your money maker 
Like somebody boutta pay ya 
Don't worry about them haters 
Keep your nose up in the air 

[Ludacris:] 
You know I got it 
If you want it, come get it 
Stand next to this money 
Like - eh eh eh 

[Verse 3:] 
Rock rock rock it and make it work girl 
Please dont stop it until it hurt girl 
You..you been lookin a little tipsy 
So if you could jus shake it a little this wayy 
See ima member of the BBC 
The original bread winna of DTP 
And you the center of attention thats distracting the squaud 
'cause everybody in the camp is like OH MY GODD..she could 

[Hook:] 
[Pharrell:] 
Shake your money maker 
Like somebody boutta pay ya 
I see you on my radar 
Don't you act like you afraid of shit 


[Ludacris:] 
You know I got it 
If you want it, come get it 
Stand next to this money 
Like - eh eh eh 

[Pharrell:] 
Shake your money maker 
Like somebody boutta pay ya 
Don't worry about them haters 
Keep your nose up in the air 

[Ludacris:] 
You know I got it 
If you want it, come get it 
Stand next to this money 
Like - eh eh eh 

Yeah Yeah [x2]
She A Very Freaky Girl Dont Bring Her To Mamma 
First You Get Her Name Then You Get Her Number 
Then You Get Some Brain In The Front Seat Of 
The Hummer Then You Get Some Brain In The Front
Seat Of The Hummer

Let Me Set The Record Straight Hater You
Participate Three Girls Wit Me Like Im Goin
On Elemidate Say You Got A Man But Ya Man Aint
Here The Ice In Ma Ear Shine Like A Shandaleer
Jumpin Out The Phantom Dont You Think Im Handsom
Watch On Ma Wrist Cost More Than A Mansion Bet
Cha Baby-Daddy Aint Icin Like The Kid Be Got 
Cha Baby Momma Front Seat Of The Faraee

She A Very Freaky Girl Dont Bring Her To Mamma
First You Get Her Name Then You Get Her Number
Then You Get Some Brain In The Front Seat Of The
Hummer Then You Get Some Brain In The Front Seat
Of The Hummer

Gucci Mane The Fly Baby Im That Guy Girls
Eyeballs Pop When I Ride By My Money Long
As A Lemo Just To Show Off I Put Ma Wrist
Out The Window Ride Thru The Six Lil Kids
Scream Bingo Fell Off In The Spot Light
Aye Let's Migle Then The Dj Play Ma New Single
The Club Got Crazy All The Hoes Went Phsyco

Dont Be Deceded Girl I Know You Here Girl I
Know Ya Secret Girl But Im Gon Keep It Girl
Oh You's A College Girl Be A Gucci Girl Oh
You A Gucci Fan Let's Go To Gucci Land You
Diggin Gucci Man Cause Only Cuchi Can Drop
A Stack Pop You Back Wit A Rubberband You 
Diggin Gucci Gucci Let's Do The Cuchi Cuchi
Oh That's You Girlfriend Why Dont You Introduce Me 
 

 [Background:]
(I Get Money)
(Fifty)

[Hook: 50 Cent]
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
Yeah,
I Run New York!
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
Yeah, Yeee, I Run New York!

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Until The Quarter Water Sold The Bottles For Two Buck,
Coke The Cola Came And Bought It For Billions, What The Fuck,
Have A Baby Buy Me Baby, Been Millionaire,
I Write The Check Before The Baby Comes, Who The Fuck Best?
I'm Stanky Rich, Im'a Die Tryna Spend This Shit,
Southside Drop In This Bitch,
Yeah I Smell Like The ?, I Use To Sell Dope,
I Did Play The Block, Now I Play On Boats,
In The South Of Friends Baby, Sandro Pay,
Get The Tano Imo Ready Black, Rich Ima Ready That,
Gangsta Genegak, Hene Hat Hene That,
Call That O River Rat, Oh Fuck The Chiva Chat,
When The Big God Make The Breed, A Barber I Cut Ya Head,
A Marchmen I Spray That (Bloot Blat [?])
Not Fuck With The Kid, I Get Benz With [?] Live... You Dead?

[Hook: 50 Cent]
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
Yeah,
I Run New York!
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
Yeah, Yeee, I Run New York!

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
You Can Call This My New Shit, But It Aint New Thou,
I Got Reed Of My Old Bitch, Now I Got New Hoes,
First It Was The Benzo, Now Im In A Enzo,
Ferrrarriii Im Sorrry I Keep Blowin' Up!
They Call Me The Cake Man, The Strawberry Sake Man,
I Spray They Are, Make The Whole Clique Break Down,
Spaxen - Men Men Flatline You Dead Now,
Nine Shells Mant... You All Get It Crackin',
I Was Young I Couldn't Do Good, Now I Cant Do Bad,
I Rive At The New Jack, I Just Bought The New Jack,
Now Nigga Why You Mad, Oh You Cant Do That?
Im So Forgivefull, They Callin' Me Khaki,
Im Come Around The Jewell, They Callin' Rocky!
Its The Ice On My Neck Man, The Wrist In My Left Hand,
Bling Like Blaoooow, You Like My Style? Haaaah Haaahh
Im Holla To The Bank Right Now!

[Hook: 50 Cent]
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
Yeah,
I Run New York!
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
(Ah) I Get It,
Yeah, Yeee, I Run New York!

[Bridge: 50 Cent]
When I Talk To Talk, And I Walk The Walk,
Like A Teflon Don Boy I Run New York, 
When I Come Out The Car, Yea I Pop The Card,
Yea I Keep It Gangsta, I Have Ya Eye Line The Charge...
(Ah) I Get It,
In The Hood If Ya Ask About Me, They Tell Ya Im About My Breed,
(Ah) I Get It,
Round The World If Ya Ask About Me, They Tell Yo They Love The Kid,

Hooooooooo Hey I Get It Etc, Etc... I Run New York I Get It...

Im Back On The Streets Mayn, Im Bringin' The Heat Mayn, Im All I Grind, Like All The Time,
Tryna Stop My Shine, I Kaaak My Nine, Dont Get Outta Line, I Said Dont Get Outta Line,

[Fade Out:] I Get It.

 (chorus) 
y-y-y-yeah, y-y-y-yeah, y-y-y-yeah, y-y-y-yeah 

t-t-t-totally dude!!!! 

party like a rock 
party like a rockstar 
party like a rock 
party like a rockstar 
party like a rock 
party like a rockstar 
party like a rockstar 

t-t-t-totally dude!!!! 

i'm on a money makin mission 
but i party like a rockstar 
flyin' down 20 lookin' good in my hot car 
you know them hoes be at my show 
worried bout where my chain go 
i uh rubba in ma pants 
but these hoes won't let my thang go 

i uwa like i uwa 
cuz you know them hoes be tryin us 
hoe don't you know i fuck wit fine dimonds 
that look like Pa-me-la 
they fine and they hot bra 
when i'm in the spot bra...... 
I PARTY LIKE UH ROCKSTAAARRR!!!!!! 

(chorus) 
iiii...iiii 
party like a rockstar 
do it wit da black and da white 
like a cop car 
whoop, whoop,whoop,wha,whoop 
me and my band, man 
on the yacht relaxin 
gettin a tan man 
uuwaaa 

(cool)you know me 
wit a skull belt and wallet chain 
shop boyz, rockstars 
yeah, we 'bout to change the game 
change the game? uh oh 
they know that i'm a star 
i make it rain from the center of my guitar 

(chorus) 

as soon as i came out the womb 
my momma knew a star was born 
now i'm on the golf course 
trippin' wit da Osbournes 
i seen da show w/travis barker 
rockstar mentality 
i'm jumpin in the crowd 
just to see if they would carry me 

bitches wanna marry me 
they see me they just might panic 
my ice make em go down quick 
like the Titanic! 
yeah, i'm wit da shop boyz 
you know what we do 
i'm surfin' screamin' kowabonga 
TOTALLY DUDE!! 

(chorus)

 So, I typed a text to a girl I used to see
Sayin that I chose this cutie pie with whom I wanna be
And I apologize if this message gets you down
Then I CC'd every girl that I'd see see round town and
I hate to see y'all frown but I'd rather see her smiling
Wetness all around me, true, but I'm no island
Peninsula maybe, makes no sense I know, crazy
Give up all this pussy cat thats in my lap no lookin back
Spaceships don't come equipped with rearview mirrors
They dip as quick as they can
The atmosphere is now ripped
Im so like a Pip, Im glad its night
So the light from the sun would not burn me on my bum
When I shoot the moon high, jump the broom
Like a premie out the womb
My partner yellin "Too soon! Dont do it! Reconsider!
Read some litera - ture on the subject
You sure? Fuck it
You know we got your back like chiroprac - tic
If that bitch do you dirty
we'll wipe her ass out as in detergent
Now hurry hurry, go on to the altar
I know you aint a pimp but pimp remember what I taught ya
Keep your heart 3 stacks, keep your heart
Aye, keep your heart 3 stacks, keep your heart
Man, these girls is smart, 3 stacks, these girls is smart
Play your part
Play your part"

[Pimp C:]
Sweet jones
By bitch a choosey lover, never fuck without a rubber
Never in the sheets, like it on top of the cover
Money on the dresser, drive a compressor
Top notch hoes get the most, not the lesser
trash like the fuck for 40 dollars in the club
fucking up the game, bitch you gets no love
She be cross country givin all that she got
A thousand a pop, Im pullin Bentleys off the lot
I smashed up the grey one, bought me a red
Every time we hit the parking lot we turn heads
Some hoes wanna choose but them bitches too scary
Your bitch chose me, you aint a pimp you a fairy

[Chorus:]
Ooooooohhh Ooooooohhh
I choose you girl

[Bun B:]
Baby you been rollin solo, time to get down with the team
Because its greener on that other side if you know what I mean
I'll show you shit you've never seen
The 7 wonders of the world
And I can make you the 8th if you wanna be my girl
When I say my girl I don't mean my woman, that aint my style
Need a real streets stalker to walk a green mile
We burnin up the paper on the dining room table
Cause you able to realize I'm the truth and not a fable
We rockin precious sable, keep that chilla on the rack
What I look like with some thousand dollar shit up on my back
Im a million dollar mack, need a billion dollar bitch
Put my pimpin in your life, watch your daddy get rich
Easy as A B C, simple as 1 2 3
Get down with UGK, Pimp C, B U N B
Cause whats a hoe with no pimp, and whats a pimp with no hoes
Dont be a lame, you know the game and how it goes
We tryin to get jones

[Chorus:]
OOOooooohhh Ooooooohhh
I choose you girl

[Big Boi:]
Eni mini decisions with precision I pick
Or make my selection on who I choose to be with
Girl don't touch my protection, I know you want it to slip
But slippin is something I don't do, tippin for life? (Mmm mmm!)
Thats like makin it rain
Every month on schedule (mmmmm!) Let me tell you
Get your parasol umbrella cause its gonna get wetter
Better prepare you for the see-saw pole
She supposed to spend it on that baby but we see she dont
[Chopped & Screwed]
Ask ask Paul McCartney the lawyers gettin sloppy
Slaughter slaughter of them pockets, had to tie her to a rocket
Send her into outer space, I know he wish he could
Cause he payin 20K a day, that bitch is eating good
Like an infant on a double D bitch is getting plump
Cause he miscalculated the next to the last bump
[Chopped & Screwed]
Dump dump in the gut, walk it off from the giddy up
Better choose the right one or pick pick the kitties up

[Chorus:]
Ooooohhhhh Ooooooohhh
I choose you girl

I choose you baby 

 [Intro]
YEAHHHHH~! Wassup y'all, ha ha ha
This your boy D'Mite
You see I usually do songs with like
hooks and concepts and shit right?
BUT FUCK THAT MAN, I'm tryin to go platinum
So I'm 'bout to go rock this shit
Check this out y'all, uhh

[D'Mite - in the style of Lil Jon]
Read a book! Read a book! Read a muh'fuckin book!
Read a book! Read a book! Read a muh'fuckin book!
Read a book! Read a book! Read a muh'fuckin book!
Read a book! Read a book! Read a muh'fuckin book!

R-E-A-D, A, B-O-OAHH-KAYYYYYYYY~!
R-E-A-D, A, B-O-OAHH-KAYYYYYYYY~!
R-E-A-D, A, B-O-OAHH-KAYYYYYYYY~!
R-E-A-D, A, B-O-OAHH-KAYYYYYYYY~!

Not a sports page (what) not a magazine (who)
But a book nigga, a fuckin book nigga (YEAHHH~!)
Not a sports page (what) not a magazine (who)
But a book nigga, a fuckin book nigga (YEAHHH~!)
Not a sports page, not a magazine
But a book nigga, check this out

Raise yo' kids, raise yo' kids, raise yo' God damn kids
Raise yo' kids, raise yo' kids, raise yo' God damn kids
Raise yo' kids, raise yo' kids, raise yo' God damn kids
Raise yo' kids, raise yo' kids, raise yo' God damn kids

Your body needs water - so DRINK THAT SHIT
Your body needs water - so DRINK THAT SHIT
Your body needs water - so DRINK THAT SHIT
Your body needs water - so DRINK THAT SHIT

Buy some land, buy some land (what) FUCK SPINNIN RIMS
Buy some land, buy some land (what) FUCK SPINNIN RIMS
Buy some land, buy some land (what) FUCK SPINNIN RIMS
Buy some land, buy some land (what) FUCK SPINNIN RIMS

Brush yo' teeth, brush yo' teeth, brush yo' God damn teeth
Brush yo' teeth, brush yo' teeth, brush yo' God damn teeth
Brush yo' teeth, brush yo' teeth, brush yo' God damn teeth
Brush yo' teeth, brush yo' teeth, brush yo' God damn teeth

Wear deodorant nigga, wear deodorant nigga
Wear deodorant nigga, wear deodorant nigga
Wear deodorant nigga, wear deodorant nigga
Wear deodorant nigga, wear deodorant nigga (WHAT~!~!~!!)

It's called Speed Stick (bitch) it's not expensive (bitch)
It's called Speed Stick (bitch) it's not expensive (bitch)
It's called Speed Stick (bitch) it's not expensive (bitch)
It's called Speed Stick (bitch) it's not expensive (bitch)

Read a book! Read a book! Read a muh'fuckin book!
Read a book! Read a book! Read a muh'fuckin book!
Read a {*EXPLOSION*}

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[Intro]
This is State Of Emergency
What you want me to do? Im sorry!
I'm back..hehehe
UH, huh uh, lets go get 'em Just

[Chorus:]
HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY HEY
Show me what you got, lil mama
Show me what you got, peer' lady
Show me what you got, shorty
Show me what you got, baby
Hands up and.. waves(and), waves(and), waves(and), waves

[Verse 1:]
Give the drummer some
I already gave the summer some
It's the winter's turn
Hovie Hov is the coldest, I'm just getting better with time
I'm like Opus One
Young, no two alike like a snowflake
OK! Show me what you got baby
Words is slurring engine purring
Mami frontin but I'm so determined
Shots of Patron, now she's in the zone
I ain't talking about the two-trhee
Mami in the zone like the homie 2-3
Jordan or James, makes no difference
Boo I'm ballin the same
I am the Mike Jordan of recording
You might want to fallback from recording
But you right it's not important
So it forced him to go for the hype
For being brave and may applaud him
Well misery I will assure them
Oh baby just ignore them
Truth or dare mami listen and learn
I got a drop I just took off the top, it's your turn


[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2:]
H.O.V.A., gold bottles of that ace of spade
Why even fool with these other guys, they all stingy
All these dudes know how to say is gimme
Gimme some head, gimme some brain
Gimme your number, gimme your name
But if I get one night baby girl I swear
I'll make you tell these other dudes gimme got you here
I'll take you shopping, take long trips
I'll take the cork off, you can take sips
I'll take you there, take my time
Take you clothes off, I'll take off mine
Ma, show me what you got
Hovie in the spot tried to told you I was hot
Tell these other dudes it's a wrap
Get the fuck out the throne you clone, the King's back!
Y'all got less than 2 months to get y'all thing together
Good luck!

[Chorus x2]

Ladies and gentlemen the most incredible!
H-O, uh huh
H-O, uh huh
Is back!
Justin Blaze
You Blaze that
Roc-A-Fella Records
Dynasty continues, y'all die
Uh Huh, peace!