She Will/Mask Off (Megamix) 2 lyrics

Part I: Lil Wayne - She Will (Megamix)
[Intro: T.I.]
Uh, I mean, uh, forgive me for being so straightforward
But it’s been quite a minute since I’ve been here
Finny Music
And umm, I mean if you will
Just take a second to look around man
You know what I’m saying
Its a bunch of square ass n*ggas in here
And I know you don’t do this often but I’m the exception
Do it for me huh, pop that pus*y for a real n*gga ma
Let's go

[Verse 1: T.I.]
Say bruh, I’m so official outta sight
What’s about me not to like
I put that pipe inside her
Like my diamonds are her guiding light
I’m dynamite, K-I-N-G, P-I-M-P, admire me
A plethora of fine freaks trailing right behind me
Killin sh*t dead, turn the club to a crime scene
Pocket full of money like I run a crime ring
Million dollar chain, everything shining
It’s safe to say I do my thing honey, nah mean?
Bunch of young hoes know Chinese
In bed stuck together like they siamese
I run in rod way to feel her, she say “Gah-lee”
I say I’m tryna touch her heart, close ya eyes, breathe
Now she running from me, but she ain't tryna leave
I keep a quarter key of pus*y thats a nine piece
Legs open curtain closed, rock solid hurting hoes
Buss it open, sure she will, who else is there to do it fo'
Fo’sho
[Hook: Drake]
She just started to pop it for a n*gga
And look back and tell me “baby, its real”
And I say I ain't doubt you for a second
I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel
I wish we could take off and go anywhere
But here baby you know the deal
And she bad, so maybe she won’t
Uh, but sh*t than again maybe she will
Yeah
Do it for the realest n*ggas in the f*ckin’ game right now
She will, yeah
Do it for the realest n*ggas in the f*ckin’ game right now
She will, she will, she will
Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now
She will, she will, she will
Do it for the realest n*ggas in the f*ckin’ game right now
She will, she will, she will

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, I tell her “now go on, pop that pus*y for me”
Haters can’t see me, but them b*tches still looking for me
And you could take that to the bank and deposit that
Put your two cents in, and get a dollar back
Some people hang you out to dry like a towel rack
I’m all about “I” give the rest of the vowels back
I like my girl thick, not just kinda fine
Eat her til she cry, call that “wine and dine”
Try to check me and I’mma have ‘em checkin’ pulses
They say chose wisely, thats why I was chosen
Rocking like asphalt, its the cash fault
Looked in the face of death and took it’s mask off
Now I like my house big and my grass soft
I like my girl face South and her ass North
But I’m Ray Charles to the bullsh*t
Now hop up on my di*k and do a full split!
[Hook: Drake]
She just started to pop it for a n*gga
And look back and tell me “baby, its real”
And I say I ain't doubt you for a second
I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel
I wish we could take off and go anywhere
But here baby you know the deal
And she bad, so maybe she won’t
Uh, but sh*t than again maybe she will
Yeah
Do it for the realest n*ggas in the f*ckin’ game right now
She will, yeah
Do it for the realest n*ggas in the f*ckin’ game right now
She will, she will, she will
Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now
She will, she will, she will
Do it for the realest n*ggas in the f*ckin’ game right now
She will, she will, she will

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Maybach Music
Ugh, pandemonium, she cause that
Toss it up, and I stuff 'em where her draws at
That's on everything like feets that's on my floor mats
Red bottoms, spikes on 'em, that's dos stacks
Speakin' Spanish while she tannin', body no fat
Shawty body body got me on my 4th stack
Pink champagne, order Moët
Rollin' airplanes, where I land at?
I levitate over numbers you n*ggas never make
The Columbians callin', I tell 'em "perate"
Every summer I celebrate with a new estate
Let's get the f*ck out this club, call it the great escape
She wrap her lips 'round a n*gga, just like a chinchilla
Crap table Bellagio, I'm a big tipper
My life a stage I need her just to stand on it
Every time she look back, I toss a band on it
[Hook: Drake]
She just started to pop it for a n*gga
And look back and tell me “baby, its real”
And I say I ain't doubt you for a second
I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel
I wish we could take off and go anywhere
But here baby you know the deal
And she bad, so maybe she won’t
Uh, but sh*t than again maybe she will
Yeah
Do it for the realest n*ggas in the f*ckin’ game right now
She will, yeah
Do it for the realest n*ggas in the f*ckin’ game right now
She will, she will, she will
Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now
She will, she will, she will
Do it for the realest n*ggas in the f*ckin’ game right now
She will, she will, she will

[Verse 4: Young Jeezy]
I told her go make your rap for a real n*gga
Gonna do the super soaker for a trill n*gga
Just lay back I make a deal with ya
Bust it wide open girl yeah I'mma deal with ya
See I've been getting money since Hilfiger
Million dollar sh*t yeah I'm talking real scrillia
Taking back when the feds had the phones tapped
Taking back would a n*ggas had them zones wrapped
Rub my bands fight to bands baby rub a bands
Rub a bands on the stacks I’m the rubber man
Pray to the weed god please keep a n*gga high
Money over everything mama sing the lullaby
Been drinking out the bottles since I was a toddler
That’s why I been ballin like it ain’t no tomorrow
Yeah I said the jealous n*ggas hatin me
Yeah you know bad b*tches into me
Yeah what’s up

[Hook: Drake]
She just started to pop it for a n*gga
And look back and tell me “baby, its real”
And I say I ain't doubt you for a second
I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel
I wish we could take off and go anywhere
But here baby you know the deal
And she bad, so maybe she won’t
Uh, but sh*t than again maybe she will
Yeah
Do it for the realest n*ggas in the f*ckin’ game right now
She will, yeah
Do it for the realest n*ggas in the f*ckin’ game right now
She will, she will, she will
Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now
She will, she will, she will
Do it for the realest n*ggas in the f*ckin’ game right now
She will, she will, she will

[Verse 5: Busta Rhymes]
Your head shorty, you can put it on me
Smelling sweeter then the cleanest home, lavender potpourri
She eat it just to be alone and do it all for me
And mommy working like she trying to take all of this dough from me
Now let her go and get her bread and think about how much she know
She f*cking with the realest n*gga
It's why I think she throw the pus*y at me until it's funny
n*gga need to be an octopus to carry all this money
She looked at me and said "Let's get it cracking Boo
I want to f*ck, the way make this money and the music I be dancing to"
Discretely she's imagining a n*gga hurting it
Finagling while regulating b*tches she be working with
The way I murder sh*t, you should call a doctor, or sh*t call the cops
f*ck a car, my helicopter's in the parking lot
Shorty, and while you hope a n*gga fit
Do a summersault and land up on that good di*k

[Hook: Drake]
She just started to pop it for a n*gga
And look back and tell me “baby, its real”
And I say I ain't doubt you for a second
I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel
I wish we could take off and go anywhere
But here baby you know the deal
And she bad, so maybe she won’t
Uh, but sh*t than again maybe she will
Yeah
Do it for the realest n*ggas in the f*ckin’ game right now
She will, yeah
Do it for the realest n*ggas in the f*ckin’ game right now
She will, she will, she will
Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now
She will, she will, she will
Do it for the realest n*ggas in the f*ckin’ game right now
She will, she will, she will

[Verse 6: Trey Songz]
I told her, go go
Pop that pus*y get my di*k wetter
All the hoes think I’m hot sh*t so they p*ssed at her
n*ggas show envy but that don’t offend me
I wanna go to heaven where the angels free of sin be
They saying that I’m surrounded by the devils that’s within me
They say cash make you change, but that ain’t no epiphany
Cause I would say the same, dead faces making sense to me
Life moving fast so I’m quickly making history
I’m bullsh*t proof, if I kick it this sh*t’s truth
Like I’m stepping on the five, cause Abe Lincoln never lie
It’s such a crazy world you just somebody baby girl
What goes up must come down, look at that paper girl
I keep getting higher though, top kinda quitet though
Trigger man eating all you n*ggas on a diet ho
Hot a grip on the game make me beat you with these pliers
I put her body to work and she do whatever’s required

[Hook: Drake & Trey Songz]
She just started to pop it for a n*gga
And look back and tell me “baby, its real”
And I say I ain't doubt you for a second
I squeeze it and I can tell how it feel
I wish we could take off and go anywhere
But here baby you know the deal
And she bad, so maybe she won’t
Uh, but sh*t than again maybe she will
Yeah
Do it for the realest n*ggas in the f*ckin’ game right now
She will, yeah
Do it for the realest n*ggas in the f*ckin’ game right now
She will, she will, she will
Maybe for the money and the power and the fame right now
She will, she will, she will
Do it for the realest n*ggas in the f*ckin’ game right now
She will, she will, she will

[Outro: Trey Songz]
She will cause I'm one of those
What you wanna know?

Part II: Future - Mask Off (Megamix) 2
[Intro: Lorde]
Better on my own
They say, "You're a little much for me, you're a lia....
(CHECK CHECK)

[Verse 1: Lorde & Future]
You're a little much for me, you're a liability
You're a little much for me
Percocet
Molly, percocets
You're a little much for me, you're a liability
Top off (ya), that’s a liability (big fund)
Hit the gas (gas), boostin' my adrenaline (big fund)
Baby really hurt me, crying in the taxi
He don't wanna know me
Says he made the big mistake of dancing in my storm
Says it was poison
Drug houses (where), lookin' like Peru (woah, woah, woah)
Graduated, I was overdue (I'm on due)
Pink molly (molly), I can barely move (barely move)
Ask about me ('bout me), I'm gon' bust a move
I know that it's exciting running through the night
But every perfect summer's eating me alive until you're gone
Better on my own
They say, "You're a little much for me, you're a liability
You're a little much for me"
(Big foreign) Percocet
Molly, percocets
So they pull back, make other plans
I understand, I'm a liability
Top off (ya), that’s a liability (big fund)
Hit the gas (gas), boostin' my adrenaline (big fund)

[Chorus: Future]
Percocets (ye), molly, Percocets (big fund)
Percocets (ye), molly, Percocets (big fund)
Rep the set (ye), gotta rep the set (gang, gang)
Chase a check (chase it), never chase a b*tch (don't chase no b*tches) (big fund)
Mask on, f*ck it, mask off
Mask on, f*ck it, mask off
Mask on, f*ck it, mask off
Gas gone, never nod off