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Friday, March 22, 2013

Rihanna ft. Young Jeezy, Rick Ross, Juicy J & T.I. - Pour It Up (Remix) Lyrics

Say, Rih-Rih, Let’s Take 
This Shit To The Street One-Time, 
You Know?
Throwing Hundreds Like 

Loose Change Still Got My Money
Got Your Broad In That Mulsanne 
That Bentley, Homie
Seats Whiter Than Cocaine 

That 40 On Me
Got Me And Chi-Chi, Bring Broads, Mane
She Like My Homie
I’m King Tut With My Gold Chain

My Partner With Me, 
He The Dope Mane
Straight Gassed, Nigga, That BP
On That E40, That OG

These Bitch Niggas Be Acting Up
These Hoe Niggas Be Acting Foul
They’ll Grind With You, 
They’ll Shine With You

Be Pointin’ Fingers Off At Your Trial
My Rolls Royce With My Driver In It
Gettin’ Fucked Up ‘Cause I Ain’t Got To Drive
Got Kendrick On Them Bottles

Came And Poured A Swimming 
Pool And We About To Dive
Got One Room, Got Three Bitches
And You’re Damn Right That’s Where 

They’re Supposed To Be
Two Glock .40s At All Times
I’ll Shoot Back If Niggas 
Shoot At Me, You Know It

All I See Is Signs
All I See Is Dollar Signs

Money On My Mind
Money, Money On My Mind
Throw It, Throw It Up
Watch It Fall Out From The Sky

Throw It Up, Throw It Up
Watch It All Fall Out
Pour It Up, Pour It Up
That’s How We Ball Out

Throw It Up, Throw It Up
Watch It All Fall Out
Pour It Up, Pour It Up

That’s How We Ball Out
That’s How We Ball Out
That’s How We Ball Out
That’s How We Ball Out

My Foreign Cars 
Domestic Beefs
Peter Luger’s 
The Better Seats

Dollar After Dollar 
Bottle After Bottle
Late For You Haters 
Even Though My Plane Charter

Suede Bally Shoes, True Rude Boy
Ferrari 400 Horses, We Do It For Cool Points
Baby, Do The Math 
I’m Copping Chanel Bags

Talking Bell Harbour Cigars For Her Mans
Know We Run The Streets, 
Eating Cold Bully Beef
Now We At The Grammys, 

Tom Ford To My Feet
Boss On The Avey, Rihanna Screensaver
Whenever You See The Fat Boy, 
You Know It Mean Paper

Juicy J Pouring Up Codeine
Benz All White, No Chlorine
Bad Chick With Me Got Ass And Titties
Freaky Bitch Gon’ Fuck The Whole Team

Ziplock Bag Full Of OG 
I Go In Like A Door Key
Your Girlfriend On Both Knees, 
She Catch More Balls Than A Goalie

Purple All In My Sprite, 
I’m High As Denzel On Flight
Scared Of Money, 
Don’t Make No Money

You Niggas Shaky Like Dice
I’m In The Bed With Your Wife
We Popping Pills, We Going Hard
When She With You She A Church Girl

When She With Me She A Pornstar
Smokin’ On Doobies Like Cigarettes
Which One Of These Strippers 
Give Head The Best?

Pussy So Good That 
I Think I’m In Love
What Am I Saying? 
It Must Be The Drugs

Pour It Up, Pop That Ass Out, 
Make It Rain, Hoe
I’ll Make It Flood, Shorty, 
You Might Need A Raincoat

Strip Clubs And Dollar Bills
Still Got More Money
Patron Shots, Can I Get A Refill?
I Still Got More Money

Strippers Going Up And Down That Pole
And I Still Got My Money
Four O’clock And We Ain’t Going Home
Still Got More Money

Money Make The World Go Around
I Still Got My Money
Bands Make Your Girl Go Down
Still Got More Money

Lot More Where That Came From
Still Got More Money
The Look In Your Eyes, 

I You Know You Want Some
Still Got More Money
Pour It Up, Pour It Up

That’s How We Ball Out
That’s How We Ball Out
That’s How We Ball Out
That’s How We Ball Out

I Catch A Case And 
I Go To Jail Still Got More Money
I Came Home And Went 
Back Over There Still Got More Money

I’m Multiplying Everything 
I Spend Still Got More Money
These Trap Niggas 
I Represent Still Got More Money

It’s Hustle Gang And We Popping
Got Big Bank Rolls In Our Pockets
Hopping Out A Foregin Vehicle
Throwing Forty Gs, Ain’t No Issue, Bitch, Bitch!

I’m Thorough As It Get, Official, Bitch, Bitch!
Better Watch Your Pussy Popping
I Might Wanna Come And Get You, Bitch
Now Everywhere You May See Me

Surrounded By Bad Bitches Like Rih-Rih
Got Them Booty Shots, Look Like Nicki
Face And Toes Pretty, I’m Picky
See These Trap Niggas, They On To Me

And These Rap Niggas Up Under Me
Ain’t Nothin’ For Me To Get A Hundred Keys
And Then Stimulate The Economy, Like…

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