Young Rome Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics )

**Prenses** · 07.11.08, 17:11

After Party

(Omarion talking)
You ready
What's up everybody?
Yeah, I'm Omarion
Who that?
It's the new sheriff in town
Young Rome

Welcome to my after party (yeah)
Hope that you feeling naughty
Sexy how you move that body
Got me like (MH, T Scott)
Whoa ah whoa ah whoa
Welcome to the after party
Hope that you feeling naughty
I'm leavin here wit somebody
So we can do it like
Whoa ah whoa ah whoa

Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Young Rome
Ok

(Young Rome)
I rock long chain in my tee shit
Holding the bottle
Braids freshly twisted
Caressing a model
10 ton titan
Hey, you looking exhausted
Jeans saggin' she asked?
Where's your ass?
I lost it
Asking me
How much my bracelet costed?
She finally got a young baller to floss wit
Don't touch the diamonds
You might get frostbit
Looking at my chain
Might make you nauseous
I'm in a party
Crum crumaya dunka
Let me stand behind you and look at your future
Mami you look right
So lets twurk
On the dance floor all night
And your blouse
Make it bounce
Girl are those cantaloupes or breasteses
Cuz I'm a freak
I got multiple fetishes
You know
Hands down on the dance floor
Ass up
It's an after party
Niggas put cash up, oh

(Omarion talking)
Yeah ladies and gentlemen
I want y'all to put your hands together
Clap your hands
Clap your hands
Clap, clap, clap your hands

(Young Rome)
After me there will be no replacement
What's that smell?
My homie smoking in my basement
Marques went up to my room with a freak
He can use the bed
Just take off my sheets
Everybody left the club
Headed out to my castle
I had to kick a dude out
For being an asshole
Cussin' at his broad
Drunk, loud, and staggerin
Cuz she was in my ear
Saying thing so flatterin
But it didn't matter then
I was at my friend
In my driveway
Getting her number at her Benz
Now I'm walking through my royal doors
Steppin on my porcelain floor
Looking at broads
Who don't like to wear draws
Everybody got their hands up
Cuz I'm a bad boy
I throw live parties like Puff Daddy
Rome, true payer for real
I don't trip when the Cristol spills
We got mo' pimp

(Omarion talking)
Lets do it again y'all everybody
Clap, clap your hands
Clap, clap, clap your hands
You know I sing, but you got me really want to rap
Let me kick something

(Omarion Rap)
Mama mama game so sick
Call the doctor
Ring, quick, quick, quick
The DJ bumpin
Up in da club
I got 2 freaks putting on a show in a hot tub
It's smeeling like bath and body works
Liquor on my breathe
Flippin up they dress
Showing me flesh
Rubin on my chest
When I raise a cigar
Cuz bottom line
My after party don't start til tomorrow...

Young Rome

**Prenses** · 07.11.08, 17:12

Best Days

This is a deep story
A very deep story
The life of Young Rome
Picture me
In the hood playing hiding go get it with a slingshot in my back pocket
Just bad as hell
Dats me

Those where the best times of my life
Those where the best times of my life
(I gotta give it up, to the greatest niggas of my life Marques Houston, LDB)
Those where the best times of my life
(if I can change anything, I wouldn't change nothing at all)
Those where the best times of my life

Listen up
I remember growing up
In the streets of menace
Where the boys turned thugs
I was labeled a menace
A little bad nigga
Momma use to whip my ass
I'm playing football on the concreted instead of the grass
I remember meeting Chris Stokes
Taz kicked me out the whole bunch
Man the whole hood had jokes
Til we came out with the "Da Munchies"
That's right Romeo, Batman and Half Pint
We was the first to pull up black street and Destiny's Child
We had to replace Half Pint cause his parents wasn't down with letting him ride
We fasted adversity early
Then God blessed us with LDB
New LP
Tours, freaking girls at 13
Young, black and missive living my dreams
Interviews, photo shoots young teen in zoo suits
Hearing grown women saying "they so cute"

Those where the best times of my life
Those where the best times of my life
Those where the best times of my life
Those where the best times of my life

It felt good to see Marques go solo
I stood by his side
His dreams was my dreams
So the love will never die
I remember when we first met B2K
I knew God was with us
And gave us brighter days
Seeing them grow
Meant more to me then seeing them blow
I miss hearing Fizz
Calling me big bro
My love will never change Druex Pierre
I'm in the booth without you and I wish you was here
Its like the game was designed to kill us
Raz and Boog I miss you
I hope this music can heal us
I remember us playing ball andwillin out
Shining together, alternating whips, living in the same house
Tapping chicks out on the same couch
Never thought fame and money would take us this route
But the good out weighed the bad
I'm happy to see you alive and well I aint mad
But I miss you nigga

Those where the best times of my life
Those where the best times of my life
Those where the best times of my life
Those where the best times of my life
(another chapters, this is for my niggas on the block)

I am not God
I can not judge
I refuse to look down upon my thugs while they push they product and bust slugs
I remember seeing chest bang
And dudes I looked up too on the block slanging
Telling me my thang is making the music
And anything is bad for you if you abuse
So we equivalent in the sense
And what I learned from back in the day
I hope you youngins follow my footprints
(follow my footprints)

Young Rome

**Prenses** · 07.11.08, 17:14

Clap

Just show a little flesh
Let me see a little flesh (mami, mami)
Just show a little flesh
Let me see a little flesh (mami, mami)
Just show a little flesh
Let me see a little flesh

(Rome Rap)
I'm so hood and I cant change
Rip blocks from Venice
All the way to Fullton to Saint James
LA to BK
Young Rome and I'm serious
Born hustler more clever then my nemesis
Pop bottles like I'm Michael Jordon in the 90's
Six ring all I do is big things
Fall sickin
My taste
Big ass, small waist
Flawless face
Really don't matter the race
Cause we all black as soon as the lights go out
If the head good I might show out
If its right I'm tight like a feen
When dis pipe blow out
The fifth ward
Let a psycho out
Young Rome like a redneck with his rifle out
What's that glow, mami ice no doubt
Rhinestone never
We have conference calls with Jacob
Been like this ever since I got my cake up
Pick up the dirt off the concrete and shake up
Been caring my timbs since B2K break up
I'm like Patton with no Shaq, Kobe the mailman
One word that don't compete in my brains is failing man

Mami show a little flesh ,let me see you ma
Put a little Cris on tits, rub it in ya ma
Let your boyfriend go he's a chi-chi man
Put a little Cris on tits, rub it in ya ma

(Rome Rap)
We bag more then broads
We bag cities
You can have those hood rats with those t bag tities
Rome gotta like him I'm slappin these dudes silly
Rip the nerve out your body that don't feel me
I rock the party like Bizzy B in his prime
I'm cool as an AC I'm not Busta Rhymes
No disrespect but I'm smooth as a Jazz artist
But live as the Roots
Homey I'm beyond the hottest
I'm not a star
I'm the sun
Not 2
I am the 1
I am not a rose
I am the gun
And I spit for the half niggas sleep on cots
Started from nothing
Dreaming of boats and yachts
Man I use to dream a lot but then I stop sleepin
Got on my grizzle and kept bizzy
Got my mind right, money right
Never tricked
Chicks mad cause i'm tight
Cheap as a birds language
I aint the one mami

Mami show a little flesh ,let me see you ma
Put a little Cris on tits, rub it in ya ma
Let your boyfriend go he's a chi-chi man
Put a little Cris on tits, rub it in ya ma

(Rufus Blaq Rap)
Man I done seen it all
Niggas clapped up over brick shoot outs
With po po, pepper stray, bully sticks
Broads impressed with this willy shit
Think willy's a trick?
Have Diddy sippin on Cris on some silly shit
I don't drink from yellow bottles
I like my liquor brown as Judge Joe
Hold a grudge no
I erase enemy's like Bubba fat
Take stars to ball
Clap like the grammy awards
Down hits, seven up
Spit hit, seven up
Missed seven enough
Shredem up
Setem up, wetem up
Shock wont letem up
Hittem twice more cause he aint dead enough
Call me iron man
Think I'm sexy now
You should see me in my boxer
You think my flow is obnoxious
I got old donuts in my refrigerator
Harder then you
You niggas know how we do
What bitch...

Young Rome

**Prenses** · 07.11.08, 17:23

Crazy Girl

(Romes)
İts only right that im killin it homey put yo hands up if you feelin it
(Hip hip hooray)
Ladies freeze when I say so stick yo booty out just a lickle bit oo
Man im up in the club crunkin the usual
Some of dese fat chicks is bootyful oopse I mean beautiful
Ass so cutical make yo booty clap girl you so musical
(Let the music work yo booty now)
And a back braids out grippin a big glass of yack
You didn't chip in on dis pass it back
Yous a super hero girl bag it back
Man I keep the clug action packed
Ballas flossin throw up ya stacks(throw it up)
But no 10's and 20's 100's or betta
He hoggin for cheddar its ya homey Rome im the trend setta

You crazy girl you hips yo thight is crazy girl(push upon me girl)
Don't play me girl yous a tease and its makin me crazy girl(wind de top)
You crazy girl yo hips yo thight is crazy girl(push upon me girl)
Show me ya G String
Show me ya G String
Show me ya G String
Show me ya G String

(Romes)
İts sick when they see the way I hop out the range
And I let my chain swang like an arangatang
Shawty wanna make me scream for a little change
Holla for a dolla now bounce like an impala
Homey if you got a drink put yo glass up
Now take a little swolla
The san hacineo but I make the whole show bark like a Rot wilda(roo roo roo roo)
Man im a young pimp
I don't want yo wife in addition to yo daughter holla
Sip on dat fine wata imam party till tomara
Shawty good in feni, hotta in prada, hotta den lava, sweeter den java
Hatas ?
Cuz dey mad I got her
And she off the rocka pass the vodka

Now you kno you got too much booty for that little mini skirt take it off
And I can taste yo lip gloss baby yo body is so damn soft
You kno you got too much money sittin on dem 22 inch spinnin
İts getting hot in here tonight can I come home witchu

(Rufus)
Niggas in the hood don't wanna see me last
I'm tryna get my life together please don't laugh
Chicks chase the humma when dey see me pass
Crack the concrete when the cd blast
Tracks to E class anytime I ?
Wood grain dash magnate to cash
Young pimp im a magnit to ass
Push it pon me girl damn you so fast...

Young Rome

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07.11.08, 17:12	#2 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Best Days Best Days This is a deep story A very deep story The life of Young Rome Picture me In the hood playing hiding go get it with a slingshot in my back pocket Just bad as hell Dats me Those where the best times of my life Those where the best times of my life (I gotta give it up, to the greatest niggas of my life Marques Houston, LDB) Those where the best times of my life (if I can change anything, I wouldn't change nothing at all) Those where the best times of my life Listen up I remember growing up In the streets of menace Where the boys turned thugs I was labeled a menace A little bad nigga Momma use to whip my ass I'm playing football on the concreted instead of the grass I remember meeting Chris Stokes Taz kicked me out the whole bunch Man the whole hood had jokes Til we came out with the "Da Munchies" That's right Romeo, Batman and Half Pint We was the first to pull up black street and Destiny's Child We had to replace Half Pint cause his parents wasn't down with letting him ride We fasted adversity early Then God blessed us with LDB New LP Tours, freaking girls at 13 Young, black and missive living my dreams Interviews, photo shoots young teen in zoo suits Hearing grown women saying "they so cute" Those where the best times of my life Those where the best times of my life Those where the best times of my life Those where the best times of my life It felt good to see Marques go solo I stood by his side His dreams was my dreams So the love will never die I remember when we first met B2K I knew God was with us And gave us brighter days Seeing them grow Meant more to me then seeing them blow I miss hearing Fizz Calling me big bro My love will never change Druex Pierre I'm in the booth without you and I wish you was here Its like the game was designed to kill us Raz and Boog I miss you I hope this music can heal us I remember us playing ball andwillin out Shining together, alternating whips, living in the same house Tapping chicks out on the same couch Never thought fame and money would take us this route But the good out weighed the bad I'm happy to see you alive and well I aint mad But I miss you nigga Those where the best times of my life Those where the best times of my life Those where the best times of my life Those where the best times of my life (another chapters, this is for my niggas on the block) I am not God I can not judge I refuse to look down upon my thugs while they push they product and bust slugs I remember seeing chest bang And dudes I looked up too on the block slanging Telling me my thang is making the music And anything is bad for you if you abuse So we equivalent in the sense And what I learned from back in the day I hope you youngins follow my footprints (follow my footprints) Young Rome

07.11.08, 17:14	#3 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Clap Clap Just show a little flesh Let me see a little flesh (mami, mami) Just show a little flesh Let me see a little flesh (mami, mami) Just show a little flesh Let me see a little flesh (Rome Rap) I'm so hood and I cant change Rip blocks from Venice All the way to Fullton to Saint James LA to BK Young Rome and I'm serious Born hustler more clever then my nemesis Pop bottles like I'm Michael Jordon in the 90's Six ring all I do is big things Fall sickin My taste Big ass, small waist Flawless face Really don't matter the race Cause we all black as soon as the lights go out If the head good I might show out If its right I'm tight like a feen When dis pipe blow out The fifth ward Let a psycho out Young Rome like a redneck with his rifle out What's that glow, mami ice no doubt Rhinestone never We have conference calls with Jacob Been like this ever since I got my cake up Pick up the dirt off the concrete and shake up Been caring my timbs since B2K break up I'm like Patton with no Shaq, Kobe the mailman One word that don't compete in my brains is failing man Mami show a little flesh ,let me see you ma Put a little Cris on tits, rub it in ya ma Let your boyfriend go he's a chi-chi man Put a little Cris on tits, rub it in ya ma (Rome Rap) We bag more then broads We bag cities You can have those hood rats with those t bag tities Rome gotta like him I'm slappin these dudes silly Rip the nerve out your body that don't feel me I rock the party like Bizzy B in his prime I'm cool as an AC I'm not Busta Rhymes No disrespect but I'm smooth as a Jazz artist But live as the Roots Homey I'm beyond the hottest I'm not a star I'm the sun Not 2 I am the 1 I am not a rose I am the gun And I spit for the half niggas sleep on cots Started from nothing Dreaming of boats and yachts Man I use to dream a lot but then I stop sleepin Got on my grizzle and kept bizzy Got my mind right, money right Never tricked Chicks mad cause i'm tight Cheap as a birds language I aint the one mami Mami show a little flesh ,let me see you ma Put a little Cris on tits, rub it in ya ma Let your boyfriend go he's a chi-chi man Put a little Cris on tits, rub it in ya ma (Rufus Blaq Rap) Man I done seen it all Niggas clapped up over brick shoot outs With po po, pepper stray, bully sticks Broads impressed with this willy shit Think willy's a trick? Have Diddy sippin on Cris on some silly shit I don't drink from yellow bottles I like my liquor brown as Judge Joe Hold a grudge no I erase enemy's like Bubba fat Take stars to ball Clap like the grammy awards Down hits, seven up Spit hit, seven up Missed seven enough Shredem up Setem up, wetem up Shock wont letem up Hittem twice more cause he aint dead enough Call me iron man Think I'm sexy now You should see me in my boxer You think my flow is obnoxious I got old donuts in my refrigerator Harder then you You niggas know how we do What bitch... Young Rome

07.11.08, 17:23	#4 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Crazy Girl Crazy Girl (Romes) İts only right that im killin it homey put yo hands up if you feelin it (Hip hip hooray) Ladies freeze when I say so stick yo booty out just a lickle bit oo Man im up in the club crunkin the usual Some of dese fat chicks is bootyful oopse I mean beautiful Ass so cutical make yo booty clap girl you so musical (Let the music work yo booty now) And a back braids out grippin a big glass of yack You didn't chip in on dis pass it back Yous a super hero girl bag it back Man I keep the clug action packed Ballas flossin throw up ya stacks(throw it up) But no 10's and 20's 100's or betta He hoggin for cheddar its ya homey Rome im the trend setta You crazy girl you hips yo thight is crazy girl(push upon me girl) Don't play me girl yous a tease and its makin me crazy girl(wind de top) You crazy girl yo hips yo thight is crazy girl(push upon me girl) Show me ya G String Show me ya G String Show me ya G String Show me ya G String (Romes) İts sick when they see the way I hop out the range And I let my chain swang like an arangatang Shawty wanna make me scream for a little change Holla for a dolla now bounce like an impala Homey if you got a drink put yo glass up Now take a little swolla The san hacineo but I make the whole show bark like a Rot wilda(roo roo roo roo) Man im a young pimp I don't want yo wife in addition to yo daughter holla Sip on dat fine wata imam party till tomara Shawty good in feni, hotta in prada, hotta den lava, sweeter den java Hatas ? Cuz dey mad I got her And she off the rocka pass the vodka Now you kno you got too much booty for that little mini skirt take it off And I can taste yo lip gloss baby yo body is so damn soft You kno you got too much money sittin on dem 22 inch spinnin İts getting hot in here tonight can I come home witchu (Rufus) Niggas in the hood don't wanna see me last I'm tryna get my life together please don't laugh Chicks chase the humma when dey see me pass Crack the concrete when the cd blast Tracks to E class anytime I ? Wood grain dash magnate to cash Young pimp im a magnit to ass Push it pon me girl damn you so fast... Young Rome

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