@Tony Wow... you feel so proud saying that, didn't you? I am so impressed... you forget to add 'mic drop'. Tony-boy haha. Yeah, you are so cool, aren't you? Yeah. Nice. Nice. Anything else you wanna add, son? Say something cool and gangster. C'mon. Straight gangster.
@@sierrah.1893 Convert it to mp3, download it, go to your settings, click on notifications, and click ringtone (for Android) you can't do it for iphone
No, Merlin can steal songs very well. This is just a copied song from "remember the name" You kids get served old hit songs, like it's brand new. Not knowing anything about the past do you, only TikTok.
@@JoostEurovisionFans Sir: 1) I'm 32. 2) The portion people are referring to is HEAVILY remixed to the point it doesn't sound at all like Remember the Name 3) Remember the Name is a song from just 16 years ago. 4) Remember the Name only predates Nicki Minaj's remix by 8 years, so it's hardly a case of a new artist referencing "the old days;" it's like the same damned generation as the song you're referring to. 5) I don't even have a Tiktok, the damned video is on RU-vid. In short, take your damned medication.
LYRICS: He said he came from Jamaica He owned a couple acres A couple fake visas 'cause he never got his papers Gave up on love, fuckin’ with them heart breakers But he was gettin' money with the movers and the shakers He was mixed with a couple things Ball like a couple rings Bricks in the condo and grams to sing sing Left arm, baby mother tatted 5-year bid up, North when they ratted Anyway, I felt him, helped him Put him on lock, seatbelt them Took him out to Belgium, welcome! Bitches this pretty, that's seldom This box better than the box he was held in I'm Momma Dee in that order I call him Daddy like daughters He like it when I get drunk But I like it when he be sober That's top of the toppa I never fuck with beginners I let him play with my pussy Then lick it off of his fingers I'm in the zone They holler at me but it's you You, this ain't high school Me and my crew, we can slide through Give it to you whenever you want Whip it whenever you want Baby, it's yours Anywhere, everywhere Baby it's your world, ain't it? (Alright) Baby it's your world, ain't it? She got a n-a at home and one on the side Best friend is a d-ke, they f--ed around a few times Her and her momma alike, so all they do is fight I tell her make me some money, she tell me make her a wife I tell her: "b--h, you crazy, f--k wrong with you? And excuse my French, but I'm a long kisser And then she try to tell me I'm the only one that's hittin' And I say: "what about them n-gas?" She say: "what about them n-gas?" You right, what you doing tonight? Put on something tight Don't judge me, I get life She love me like a brother But f--k me like a husband P--sy like a oven too hot to put my tongue in All I had to do is rub it The genie out the bottle P--sy so wet, I'mma need goggles She tell me that's it's mine I tell her stop lying, mine and who else? She say worry about yourself, Lil Tune They holler at me but it's you You, this ain't high school Me and my crew, we can slide through Give it to you whenever you want Whip it whenever you want Baby, it's yours Anywhere, everywhere Baby it's your world, ain't it? Baby it's your world, ain't it? I know you want it boy I see you tryin' Just keep on pushin' I'ma let you slide in Just close your eyes and This horizon It's ready, come get you some Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
In the original song, they left an empty space where that singing bridge at the end should’ve went. And where the singing bridge at the end was should’ve been the chorus again. Song would’ve been perfectly done that way. One of my fav nicki tracks.
He said he came from Jamaica He owned a couple acres A couple fake visas 'cause he never got his papers Gave up on love, f-g with them heart breakers But he was gettin' money with the movers and the shakers He was mixed with a couple things Ball like a couple rings Bricks in the condo and grams to sing sing Left arm, baby mother tatted 5-year bid up, North when they ratted Anyway, I felt him, helped him Put him on lock, seatbelt them Took him out to Belgium, welcome! Bitches this pretty, that's seldom This box better than the box he was held in I'm Momma Dee in that order I call him Daddy like daughters He like it when I get drunk But I like it when he be sober That's top of the toppa I never fuck with beginners I let him play with my pussy Then lick it off of his fingers I'm in the zone They holler at me but it's you You, this ain't high school Me and my crew, we can slide through Give it to you whenever you want Whip it whenever you want Baby, it's yours Anywhere, everywhere Baby it's your world, ain't it? (Alright) Baby it's your world, ain't it? She got a n-a at home and one on the side Best friend is a d-ke, they f--ed around a few times Her and her momma alike, so all they do is fight I tell her make me some money, she tell me make her a wife I tell her: "b--h, you crazy, f--k wrong with you? And excuse my French, but I'm a long kisser And then she try to tell me I'm the only one that's hittin' And I say: "what about them n-gas?" She say: "what about them n-gas?" You right, what you doing tonight? Put on something tight Don't judge me, I get life She love me like a brother But f--k me like a husband P--sy like a oven too hot to put my tongue in All I had to do is rub it The genie out the bottle P--sy so wet, I'mma need goggles She tell me that's it's mine I tell her stop lying, mine and who else? She say worry about yourself, Lil Tune They holler at me but it's you You, this ain't high school Me and my crew, we can slide through Give it to you whenever you want Whip it whenever you want Baby, it's yours Anywhere, everywhere Baby it's your world, ain't it? Baby it's your world, ain't it? I know you want it boy I see you tryin' Just keep on pushin' I'ma let you slide in Just close your eyes and This horizon It's ready, come get you some Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lyrics BABAY!!! He said he came from Jamaica, he owned a couple acres A couple fake visas 'cause he never got his papers Gave up on love fucking with them heart breakers But he was getting money with the movers and the shakers He was mixed with a couple things, bald like a couple rings Bricks in the condo and grams to sing-sing Left arm, baby mother tatted 5-year bid up North when they ratted Anyway I felt him, helped him, put him on lock, seat-belt him Took him out to Belgium, welcome Bitches this pretty, that's seldom This box better than the box he was held in I'm Momma Dee in that order, I call him Daddy like daughters He like it when I get drunk, but I like it when he be sober That's top of the toppa, I never fuck with beginners I let him play with my pussy then lick it off of his fingers, I'm in the zone They holler at me, but it's you, you, this ain't high school Me and my crew, we can slide through Give it to you whenever you want, whip it whenever you want Baby it's yours Anywhere, everywhere, baby it's your world, ain't it? (alright) Baby it's your world, ain't it? Uh, she got a nigga at home and one on the side Best friend is a dyke, they fucked around a few times Her and her momma alike, so all they do is fight I tell her "make me some money", she tell me "make me a wife" I tell that bitch "you crazy, fuck wrong with you?" And excuse my French, but I'm a long kisser And then she try to tell me I'm the only one that's hitting And I say "what about them niggas?" She say: "what about them niggas?" You right, what you doing tonight? Put on something tight, don't judge me, I'd get life She love me like a brother, but fuck me like a husband Pussy like a oven, too hot to put my tongue in All I had to do is rub it, the genie out the bottle Pussy so wet, I'mma need goggles She tell me that's it's mine, I tell her "stop lying, mine and who else?" She say worry about yourself Lil Tune They holler at me, but it's you, you, this ain't high school Me and my crew, we can slide through Give it to you whenever you want, whip it whenever you want Baby it's yours Anywhere, everywhere, baby it's your world, ain't it? Baby it's your world, ain't it? I know you want it boy, I see you tryin' Just keep on pushing, I'mma let you slide in Just close your eyes and, this horizon It's ready, come get you some Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
He said he came from Jamaica, he owned a couple acres A couple fake visas 'cause he never got his papers Gave up on love, fucking with them heart breakers But he was gettin' money with the movers and the shakers He was mixed with a couple things, ball like a couple rings Bricks in the condo and grams to Sing Sing Left arm, baby mother tatted Five year bid up north when they ratted Anyway, I felt him, helped him, put him on lock, seat belt him Took him out to Belgium, welcome Bitches this pretty, that's seldom This box better than the box he was held in I'm Momma Dee in that order, I call him Daddy like daughters He like it when I get drunk, but I like it when he be sober That's top of the toppa, I never fuck with beginners I let him play with my pussy then lick it off of his fingers I'm in the zone 5 Sabrina Carpenter 'Nonsense' Official Lyrics & Meaning | VerifiedGloRilla 'Tomorrow' Official Lyrics & Meaning | VerifiedMeghan Trainor 'Made You Look' Official Lyrics & Meaning | VerifiedAb-Soul 'Do Better' Official Lyrics & Meaning | Verified [Chorus: Nicki Minaj & (Lil Wayne)] They holler at me, but it's you You, this ain't high school Me and my crew, we can slide through Give it to you whenever you want Put it wherever you want Baby, it's yours Anywhere, everywhere Baby, it's your world, ain't it? (Alright) Baby, it's your world, ain't it? (Uh) [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] She got a nigga at home, and one on the side Best friend is a dyke, they fucked around a few times Her and her momma alike, so all they do is fight I tell her make me some money, she tell me, "Make me a wife" I tell her, "Bitch, you crazy, fuck wrong with you?" And excuse my French, but I'm a long kisser And then she try to tell me I'm the only one that's hittin' And I say, "What about them niggas?" She say, "What about them niggas?" You right, what you doing tonight? Put on something tight, don't judge me, I get life She love me like a brother, but fuck me like a husband Pussy like a oven, too hot to put my tongue in All I had to do is rub it, the genie out the bottle Pussy so wet, I'ma need goggles She tell me that's it's mine, I tell her stop lyin' Mine and who else? She say worry 'bout yourself Lil Tune [Chorus: Nicki Minaj] They holler at me, but it's you You, this ain't high school Me and my crew, we can slide through Give it to you whenever you want Put it wherever you want Baby, it's yours Anywhere, everywhere Baby, it's your world, ain't it? Baby, it's your world, ain't it? [Outro: Nicki Minaj] I know you want it, boy I see you tryin' Just keep on pushin' I'ma let you slide in Just close your eyes and This horizon It's ready, come get you some Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
He said he came from Jamaica, he owned a couple acres A couple fake visas ’cause he never got his papers Gave up on love fucking with them heart breakers But he was getting money with the movers and the shakers He was mixed with a couple things, bald like a couple rings Bricks in the condo and grams to sing-sing Left arm, baby mother tatted 5-year bid up North when they ratted Anyway I felt him, helped him, put him on lock, seat-belt him Took him out to Belgium, welcome Bitches this pretty, that’s seldom This box better than the box he was held in I’m Momma Dee in that order, I call him Daddy like daughters He like it when I get drunk, but I like it when he be sober That’s top of the toppa, I never fuck with beginners I let him play with my pussy then lick it off of his fingers, I’m in the zone They holler at me, but it’s you, you, this ain’t high school Me and my crew, we can slide through Give it to you whenever you want, whip it whenever you want Baby it’s yours Anywhere, everywhere, baby it’s your world, ain’t it? (alright) Baby it’s your world, ain’t it? Uh, she got a nigga at home and one on the side Best friend is a dyke, they fucked around a few times Her and her momma alike, so all they do is fight I tell her “make me some money”, she tell me “make me a wife” I tell that bitch “you crazy, fuck wrong with you?” And excuse my French, but I’m a long kisser And then she try to tell me I’m the only one that’s hitting And I say “what about them niggas?” She say: “what about them niggas?” You right, what you doing tonight? Put on something tight, don’t judge me, I’d get life She love me like a brother, but fuck me like a husband Pussy like a oven, too hot to put my tongue in All I had to do is rub it, the genie out the bottle Pussy so wet, I’mma need goggles She tell me that’s it’s mine, I tell her “stop lying, mine and who else?” She say worry about yourself Lil Tune They holler at me, but it’s you, you, this ain’t high school Me and my crew, we can slide through Give it to you whenever you want, whip it whenever you want Baby it’s yours Anywhere, everywhere, baby it’s your world, ain’t it? Baby it’s your world, ain’t it? I know you want it boy, I see you tryin’ Just keep on pushing, I’mma let you slide in Just close your eyes and, this horizon It’s ready, come get you some Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
This Is My Favorite Hip-Hop Song - PapiVodka Speaks - HighSchool - Nicki Minaj Feat Dwayne Michael Carter Jr. Lil Wayne [Produced By Matthew Samuels Boi-1da & Tyler Williams T-Minus] [Year: 2012] [Album: Pink Friday Roman Reloaded: The Re-Up]
Sign in Track art High School (feat. Lil Wayne) Nicki Minaj He said he came from Jamaica, he owned a couple acres A couple fake visas ’cause he never got his papers Gave up on love fucking with them heart breakers But he was getting money with the movers and the shakers He was mixed with a couple things, bald like a couple rings Bricks in the condo and grams to sing-sing Left arm, baby mother tatted 5-year bid up North when they ratted Anyway I felt him, helped him, put him on lock, seat-belt him Took him out to Belgium, welcome Bitches this pretty, that’s seldom This box better than the box he was held in I’m Momma Dee in that order, I call him Daddy like daughters He like it when I get drunk, but I like it when he be sober That’s top of the toppa, I never fuck with beginners I let him play with my pussy then lick it off of his fingers, I’m in the zone They holler at me, but it’s you, you, this ain’t high school Me and my crew, we can slide through Give it to you whenever you want, whip it whenever you want Baby it’s yours Anywhere, everywhere, baby it’s your world, ain’t it? (alright) Baby it’s your world, ain’t it? Uh, she got a nigga at home and one on the side Best friend is a dyke, they fucked around a few times Her and her momma alike, so all they do is fight I tell her “make me some money”, she tell me “make me a wife” I tell that bitch “you crazy, fuck wrong with you?” And excuse my French, but I’m a long kisser And then she try to tell me I’m the only one that’s hitting And I say “what about them niggas?” She say: “what about them niggas?” You right, what you doing tonight? Put on something tight, don’t judge me, I’d get life She love me like a brother, but fuck me like a husband Pussy like a oven, too hot to put my tongue in All I had to do is rub it, the genie out the bottle Pussy so wet, I’mma need goggles She tell me that’s it’s mine, I tell her “stop lying, mine and who else?” She say worry about yourself Lil Tune They holler at me, but it’s you, you, this ain’t high school Me and my crew, we can slide through Give it to you whenever you want, whip it whenever you want Baby it’s yours Anywhere, everywhere, baby it’s your world, ain’t it? Baby it’s your world, ain’t it? I know you want it boy, I see you tryin’ Just keep on pushing, I’mma let you slide in Just close your eyes and, this horizon It’s ready, come get you some Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
