1.Comin Out
＊verse 1＊
1 of these days im gonna be knockin at your door
and put 1 in your dome, so next time your hommies c u,
u be in a funeral home, or maybe ill just spray u wit a tech
nah forget that shit , i wouldnt wanna waste the clip
i just take u across my knee, and watch u cry like a little
pussy
and u no there aint nothin after that , cept 4 u layin caskit
flat
＊chorus＊
this is young money, not drug moeny, nor hoe money
im comin from rags 2 riches, hoes 2 bitches
this mixtape is where im startin at
so hommies grab your gat
and swing it back to back
this is young money, not drug moeny, nor hoe money
im comin from rags 2 riches, hoes 2 bitches
this mixtape is where im startin at
so hommies grab your gat
and swing it back to back
＊verse 2＊
my names young, M, to the O, N, E,Y
im kickin this shit freestyle, from the east side
im gonna take this ride to the TOP
u gonan freak when this mixtape DROP
when i show up at the party yall gonna STOP
yall gonna run when u hear the techs POP
u think im gonna be shit？ wait till u hear what else we got in
this bitch
dlou and edub now they hot shit
wair till u hear the rymhes they droppin BITCHHHHHHH
＊chorus＊
this is young money, not drug moeny, nor hoe money
im comin from rags 2 riches, hoes 2 bitches
this mixtape is where im startin at
so hommies grab your gat
and swing it back to back
this is young money, not drug moeny, nor hoe money
im comin from rags 2 riches, hoes 2 bitches
this mixtape is where im startin at
so hommies grab your gat
and swing it back to back
2.Every Girl
Lyricist：Dwayne Carter, Aubrey Drake Graham, Justin Keith Henderson,
Carl E Lilly, Jarvis Antonio Mills, Jermaine Anthony Preyan,
Christopher J Whitacre
I like a long haired thick red bone
Open up her legs then filet mignon that pussy
I'ma get in and on that pussy, if she let me in I'ma own that
pussy
Gon' throw it back and bust it open like you 'posed to
Girl I got that dope dick, now come here let me dope you
You gon' be a dope fiend, your friends should call you dopey
Tell 'em keep my name out they mouth if they don't know me
Huh, but you can't come until she, I'll fuck the whole group
Baby, I'm a groupie, my sex game is stupid, my head is the
dumbest
I promise I should be hooked on phonics, yeah
But anyway I think you're bionic
And I don't think you're beautiful, I think you're beyond it
And I just wanna get behind it and watch you
(Back it up and dump it back, back it up and dump it back)
'Cause we like her, and we like her too
(Hey!)
We like her, and we like her too
(Hey!)
We like her, and we like her too
(Hey!)
We like her, and she like us too
And girl, I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
Yeah, alright
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
She be jumpin' up and down tryin'a fit that ass in
Took her half an hour just to get that belt to fasten
All they want to talk about is partyin' and fashion
Every single night I have a dream that I am smashin' them all
Young Money, man this shit so timeless
And I'm in the mood to get faded, so please bring your finest
And what are all your names again？ We drunk, remind us
Are any y'all into girls like I am？ Let's be honest
She wants me, she wants me
'Cause I got it all, shawty, tell me what you don't see
I will fuck with all y'all, all y'all are beautiful
I just can't pick one so you can never say I'm choosy, hoes
And Wayne say pussy, pussy, pussy
And weed and alcohol seem to satisfy us all, damn
And every time I think of stayin' with her
She bring that friend around that make a nigga reconsider, man
'Cause we like her, and we like her too
(Hey!)
We like her, and we like her too
(Hey!)
We like her, and we like her too
(Hey!)
We like her, and she like us too
I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
I-I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
I wish, I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
I ain't being disrespectful baby I'm just being Millz
And I don't know how fake feels so I gotta keep it real
I just wanna fuck every girl in the world
Every model, every singer, every actress, every diva
Every House of Diddy chick, every college girl, every skeezer
Stripper and every desperate housewife that resemble Eva
My role model was Will, so married women and milf
It don't matter who you is, miss, you can get the business, ha
These hoes is god's gift like Christmas
I like 'em caramel skin, long hair thick ass
And I swear I'm feelin' all y'all, I'm scrollin' down my call
log
And I'ma call all y'all
My butter pecan Puerto Rican
She screamin' out 'papi' every time a nigga deep in
And I'm about to get my Bill Clinton on
And Hillary can Rodham too, boy, I gets my pimpin' on
'Cause we like her, and we like her too
(Hey!)
We like her, and we like her too
(Hey!)
We like her, and we like her too
(Hey!)
We like her, and she like us too
And oh, I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
I-I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
I-I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
(Hey!)
I-I wish, I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
(Hey!)
I-I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
(Hey!)
And bitch I'm Mack Maine -aine -aine -aine, and I like Meagan
Good
Angelina Jolie, hah, D. Woods
For free suites, I'd give Paris Hilton all nighters
In about 3 years, holla at me Miley Cyrus
I don't discriminate, no not at all
Kit Kat a midget if that ass soft, I break her off
I exchange V cards with the retards
And get behind the Christian like Dee are 'cause he are
Mack Mizzo, baby, 'cause he are Mack Mizzo, baby
And I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
I wish I could fuck every girl in the world
(I wish I could fuck every girl in the world)
Young Money, baby
3.Bedrock
Lyricist：Lucas Bogg, Dwayne Carter, Aubrey Drake Graham, Daniel Andrew
Johnson, Carl E Lilly, Onika Tanya Maraj, Jarvis Antonio Mills,
Lloyd Polite, Michael Stevenson
I can make your bedrock
I can make your bedrock, girl
I can make your bedrock
I can make your bedrock
She got that good, good, she Michael Jackson Bad
I'm attracted to her for her attractive ass
And now we murderers because we kill time
I knock her lights out and she still shine
I hate to see her go but I love to watch her leave
But I keep her running back and forth like a soccer team
Cold as a winter day, hot as a summer's eve
Young Money thieves, steal your heart with ease
I like the way you walk and if you walking my way
I'm that Red Bull, now let's fly away
Let's buy a place with all kind of space
I let you be the judge and I'm the case
I'm Gudda Gudda, I put her under
I see me with her, no Stevie Wonder
She don't even wonder 'cause she know she bad
And I got her nigga, grocery bag
Oh baby, I be stuck to you like glue
Baby, wanna spend it all on you
Baby, my room is the G spot, call me Mr. Flintstone
I can make your bedrock
I can make your bedrock
I can make your bedrock, girl
I can make your bedrock
I can make your bedrock
Okay, I get it, let me think, I guess it's my turn
Maybe it's time to put this pussy on your sideburns
He say I'm bad, he probably right
He pressing me like button downs on a Friday night
I'm so pretty like, me on my pedal bike
He on my low scrunch, he on my echo whites
He say, 'Nicki, don't stop, you the bestest'
And I just be coming off the top as bestest
I love your sushi roll, hotter than wasabi
I race for your love, shake and bake Ricky Bobby
I'm at the W but I can't meet you in the lobby
Girl, I gotta watch my back 'cause I'm not just anybody
I seen 'em stand in line just to get beside her
I let her see the Aston and let the rest surprise her
That's when we disappear you need GPS to find her
Oh, that was your girl？ I thought I recognized her
Oh baby, I be stuck to you like glue
Baby, wanna spend it all on you
Baby, my room is the G spot, call me Mr. Flintstone
I can make your bedrock
I can make your bedrock
I can make your bedrock, girl
I can make your bedrock
I can make your bedrock
She like tanning, I like staying in
She like romancing, I like rolling with friends
She said I'm caged in, I think her conscious is
She watching that Oxygen, I'm watching ESPN
But when that show end, she all on my skin
Lotion, slow emotion, roller coasting like back forth, hold it
She pose like it's for posters and I poke like I'm suppose to
Take this photo if you for me, she said, 'Don't you ever show
this'
I'm too loyal and too focused
To be losing and be hopeless, when I spoke this, she rejoiced it
Said your word, get me open, so I closed it
Where your clothes is, I'm only loving for the moment
Uh, she ain't got a man but she's not alone
Miss independent, yeah, she got her own
Hey gorgeous, mean flawless, well, that's what you are
How I see it is how I call it, yeah
Look it how she walk, she know she bad
Do, do your thing, baby, I ain't even mad
And I ain't even fast, I'm a stay a while
Hold yo' head Chris, I'm a take her down
Oh baby, I be stuck to you like glue
Baby, wanna spend it all on you
Baby, my room is the G spot, call me Mr. Flintstone
I can make your bedrock
I can make your bedrock
I can make your bedrock, girl
I can make your bedrock
I can make your bedrock
Tyga, Drizzy Drake, Nicki Minaj
Hey, Shanell and Young Lloyd
It's Young Mula, baby
4.Let's Go Crazy
Oh, so nice
Just so good
Dance to the beat, boy
I want you to go crazy
Get up people now don't be lazy
All the fellas will chase thee
'Cause Indra is in the place to be
Ladies and gentlemen please take note
I'm not lying I'm trying to get your vote
I'm coming on strong as you can see
So everybody in the party, let's go crazy
Talk is cheap 'cause I need to rap
To make your body move and make your hands clap
And as for a job, I don't want one
But I get to help the people that's my number one fans
'Cause I'll get dizzy if you'll let me
People in my place, please don't sweat me
Indra's the name, rap is the game
Come on everybody, let's get insane
Let's go, let, let, let's go crazy
Let's go, let, let, let's go crazy, crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy, cra... cra... cra... crazy, crazy
Crazy in the house with crazy noise
Getting down with men, girls and boys
Time to party, and get you
Time to prove to you that I'll move with you
All rockin', body slappin'
I know you'll agree because you're hands are clappin'
I'll ram you, I'll slam you
Gonna let you know who I am, yeah
I'm Indra, the real deal
A super great girl, with sex appeal
All follow, won't phase me
So everybody in the party get crazy
Let's go, let, let, let's go crazy
Let's go, let, let, let's go crazy, crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy, cra... cra... cra... crazy, crazy
Ah, ah, ah...
Dance to the beat, boy
Dance, dance to the beat, boy
Dance to the beat, boy
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance to the beat, boy
Dance, dance to the beat, boy
Dan... dan... dance to the beat boy
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Let's go, let, let, let's go crazy
Let's go, let, let, let's go crazy, crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy, cra... cra... cra... crazy, crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy, cra... cra... cra... crazy, crazy
Oh, so nice, just so good
Young Money
Haters in the building nigga,
Uhh, she got that good good,
She Michael Jackson Bad,
Im attracted to her,
But attracted bad,
You get her the matching bags,
I get her to pack them bags,
Get straight in that taxi cab,
Come straight to my bachelor pad,
I hate to see her go,
But I love to watch her leave,
But I bet she coming back,
Like she forgot her keys,
And I'll murderers because we kill time,
She saw doctor carter and now she feel fine,
I like the way you walking if you walking my way,
Im that red bull now lets fly away,
Lets buy a place,
With all kinds of space,
I'll let you be the judge,
And and I'm the case,
I'm gudda gudda,
I putta other,
I see me with her
No stevie wonder,
She dont even wonder,
Cos she know she bad,
And I got her nigga, grocery bags,
Look, look at you (at you)
Bad, yes you are,
She roll with us,
Look at how she walks,
I like the way you talk,
Damn you know it, damn you know it,
And she know it and she know it,
You're so, You know,
You're so, you know,
Ok I get it, let me think,
I guess its my turn,
Maybe its time to put this pussy on your sideburns,
You say I'm bad, you prol right,
He pressing me like button downs on a friday night,
Im so pretty like, be on my pedal bike,
Be on my low scrunch,
Be on my egg and whites,
You say Nicki dont stop you the bestest,
And I just be coming off the top asbestos,
I love your sushi roll,
Hotter than Wasabi,
I race for your love,
Shake and bake ricky bobby,
I'm at the W but I can't meet you at the lobby,
Girl I gotta watch my back cos Im not just anybody,
I see em stand in line just to get beside her,
I let her see the Aston, and let the rest surprise her,
Cos when we disappear, you need GPS to find her,
Oh that was you girl,
I thought I recognised her,
Look, look at you (at you)
Bad, yes you are,
She roll with us,
Look at how she walks,
I like the way you talk,
Damn you know it, damn you know it,
And she know it and she know it,
You're so, You know,
You're so, you know,
She like tanning,
I like staying in,
She like romancing,
I like rollin with friends,
She said I'm caged in,
I think her conscious is,
She watching them dat oxygen,
Im watching ESPN,
But when the shows ends she all in my skin,
Lotions, no emotions, rollarcoasting like back forth,
Hold it (hold it, hold it, hold it)
She pose like its for posters,
And I poke like I'm supposed to,
Take this photo if you for me,
Dont you ever show this,
Im too loyal, and too focused
To be losing and be hopeless,
When I spoke this she rejoiced it,
Tell your words, get me open,
So I closed it, where your clothes is？
I'm only lovin for the moment.
She aint got a man, but she is not alone,
Miss Independent, yeah she got her own,
Hey gorgeous uh I mean flawless,
Well thats what you are, how I see it,
Is how I call it, yeh
Look at how she walk,
Who knew she know she bad
Do your thing baby, I aint even mad,
And I aint leaving fast,
Imma stay a while,
Hold your head chris,
Imma take it down
Look, look at you (at you)
Bad, yes you are,
She roll with us,
Look at how she walks,
I like the way you talk,
Damn you know it, damn you know it,
And she know it and she know it,
You're so, You know,
You're so, you know,
T Streets
Mack Maine
Jae Millz
Tyga
Drizzy Drake
Nicki Minaj
Hey Shanell
And Young Llyod
It's Young Mula Baby
6.Bed Rock
Young Money
I can make your bed rock
Haters in the building nigga
I can make your bed rock (girl)
i can make your bed rock
I can make your bed rock
(Lil Wayne)
She got the good good
she Michael Jackson bad
Im attracted to her
but her attractive ass
but now were murders
cause we kill time
I knock her lights out
but she still shine
I hate to see her go
but i love to watch her leave
but i keep her running back and forth
like a soccer team
cold as a winter's day
hot as a summers eve
young money thieves
steal your heart with ease
(Gudda Gudda)
I like the way you walk it
and if your walkin my way
Im that red bull
and lets fly away
lets find a place
with all kinds of space
ill let you be the judge
and im the the case
im gudda gudda
i putta hugga
i see me with her
no stevie wonder
she wont ever wonder
cause she knows she bad
and i gotta nigga
grocery bag
(Young Lloyd)
Okay
Baby, I be stuck to you like glue baby
wanna spend it all on you baby
my room is the g-spot
call me mr.flintstone
i can make your bed rock (hey,hey,hey)
i can make your bed rock(hey,hey,hey)
i can make your bed rock girl(hey,hey,hey)
i can make your bedrock(hey,hey,hey)
I can make your bedrock
(Nicki Minaj)
okay i get it
let me think
i guess its my turn
maybe its time to put this pussy on your sideburns
he say im bad
he probably right
he pushing me like buttons down's on a friday night
im so pretty like
we on my peddled bike
he on my low scrunch
we on my echo whites
he say Nicki dont stop
you da bestest
and i'd just be cumming off the top as best as
(Drake)
I Love your sushi rolls
hotter then wasabi
i race for your love
shake-n-bake
ricky bobby
im at the W
but i can meet you in the lobby
girl i gotta watch my back
cause im not just anybody
ive seen them standing in line
just to get beside her
i let her see that aston
and let the rest suprise her
thats when we disappear
you need GPS to find her
O that was your girl？
I thought i recognized her
(Young Lloyd)
Okay
Baby, I be stuck to you like glue baby
wanna spend it all on you baby
my room is the g-spot
call me mr.flintstone
i can make your bed rock (hey,hey,hey)
i can make your bed rock(hey,hey,hey)
i can make your bed rock girl(hey,hey,hey)
i can make your bedrock(hey,hey,hey)
I can make your bedrock
(Tyga)
She like cannon
I like stan and
she like romance and
i like rollin with friends
she said im caged in
i think her conscience is
shes watchin that oxygen
im watching ESPN
but when that show ends
she all over my skin
lotions
double emotions
rollarcoasten
like
back
forth
hold it (hold it X5)
she poses like its for posters
and i poke like im suppose to
take this photo if you are for me
she said dont you ever show this
im to loyal and to focused
to be losing and be hopeless
when i spoke this she rejoiced it
she said your words give me open
so i closed it
when it closes
im only lovin for the moment
(Jae Millz)
She aint gotta man
but shes not alone
Miss. Independent
here she got her own
hey gorgeous
um, i mean flawless
well,thats what your are
how i see it is how i call it
yeah
look it how she walk
mhmm she know she bad
do (do) your thing baby
i aint even mad
and i aint even fast
im gonna stay a while
hole your hair crisp
im gonna take a gander
(Young Lloyd)
Okay
Baby, I be stuck to you like glue baby
wanna spend it all on you baby
my room is the g-spot
call me mr.flintstone
i can make your bed rock (mhmm oh)
i can make your bed rock(ohhohhohhh)
i can make your bed rock girl(ohhhh)
i can make your bedrock
I can make your bedrock
(Lil Wayne)
T Streets
Mack Maine
Jae Millz
Tyga
Drizzy Drake
Nicki Minaj
hey shanell
(Young Lloyd)
and Young LLyod
7.Fuck Da Bullshit
Lyricist：Dwayne Carter, Warren Felder, Aubrey Graham, C Lilly, O
Maraj, Andrew Wansel, B Williams, J Woodard
Yeah, cut me up, gimme a light
Yeah, and by the way nigga it's Young Mula, first lady
Uh, yo, yo, let us begin with a bad lil' specimen
Ballenciaga's is all these things I be steppin' in
Pucci baby suits, only thing I'm dressin' in
'Cause I get wetter than a navy seal veteran
Got 'em writin' love letters in they journal
Keep 'em in these toes like a midget at the urinal
Bad as I wanna be
She ain't bad, she a sad and a wanna be
Yeah, fuck da bullshit, it's big money poppin'
Young Mula, yeah, just like that
What up young nigga？
Let's go, Gudda
Okay, we runnin' this shit when we walk in the buildin'
Got bitches from wall to wall, hoes hangin' from the ceilin'
Young Money, we 'bout to kill 'em, I promise I'll make a million
And if they didn't have no hands I'll bet 'em bitches gon' feel
'em
I'm talkin' money and power, you getting' money？ I doubt it
Fresher than baby powder with your bitch in the shower
That pussy I'ma devour, I beat it up 'til it's sour
No need for you to even trip, bitch, I'll be done in an hour,
let's go
They say the blacker the berry, the redder the cherry
I say the sweeter it is ya dig bury
Then the bullshit varies and it got me wary
But I know two of the same, call it murdered and married
Hustlin' is so necessary with no avisaries
But it ain't no love like a calendar with no February
I'ma need four secretaries and 4 Bloody Mary's
I'ma go eat me sum pussy and choke up the cherry, I'm gone
Yeah, fully loaded with it, to the ceilin' with it
More money than ya ever seen nigga, aight, Drizzy Drake
Kill the game, no one recovers the murder weapon
Young angel, if you hate me tell me, burn in heaven
How'd you sleep on me, the highest earning freshmen
Like ya third infection, I hope you learned ya lesson
Yeah, I spit raw but I prefer protection
I own a heart and a mind and a shirt she slept in
Bitch, I got the answer and still ain't heard the question
I shut ya club down, please reserve my section
Fuck a confrontation, they ain't no cakin' it
And I'm cakin' bitch so tell me why I take a break from it
The mother of your child always tell you I'm her favorite
She call me her baby, not the one she was in labor with
She say, 'Oh, you taste good', I say, 'Oh, just savor it'
She know that she love a nigga, I be on that major shit
'Cause I get paid to stand and I get paid to sit
So I don't walk around with money, baby girl, I'm made of it
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