Busta Rhymes Arab Money Video and Lyrics

Arab blah blah...
we getting Arab money

now there aint no way that you can kill or be scared
I got middle east money, middle east bread
I got oil well money in the dessert playing golf
OJ shorts dashiki with a Louie scarf
chest cold diamonds making a nigga want to cough
and Dubai 20 million on a villa loft
then I, step in the club and get these other niggas mad and shit
the way I make the people all sing the hook in Arabic



Arab blah blah...
we getting Arab money
Arab blah blah...
we getting Arab money

7 star hotels, Maybach movies sick
big titty camel toe bitches
women walking around with security on camelback
club on fire now, don't know how to act
sitting in casinos while gambling with Arafat
money long, watch me purchase pieces of the almanac
yall already know I got the streets bust
while I make you bow down and makes a lot like a muscular

Arab blah blah...
we getting Arab money
Arab blah blah...
we getting Arab money

now I take trips to Bagdad, dummy, while usually stack chips to count Arab money now
I don't need to get fresh I'm about to grow a beard duke
so much cake even the money looks weird too
domestic bread and a broad that's Chinese like prince alee in talal sol
they respect the value of my work in Maui, Malaysia, Iran and Iraq, Saudi Arabia


Arab blah blah...
we getting Arab money
Arab blah blah...
we getting Arab money

Video - New Kids on The Block - Neyo - Single - Lyrics

Remember the New Kids on The Block? Well... they are back now and actually have a decent song that will make them some money so congrats to them. What I think they need is something with Marky Mark if they really want to get the spot light as long as it's produced well.

So here is the video



and here is the lyrics:

Ne-Yo & New Kids on The Block (NKOTB) - Single

If you aint got no money
If you aint got no money
If you aint got no money
If you aint got no money
If you're independent get your money girl


everybody in the club right now, tell the dj to turn it loud
dedicate your favorite song..
everybody in the club right now, tell the dj to turn it loud
dedicate your favorite song..
everybody in the club right now, tell the dj to turn it loud
dedicate your favorite song..

if you came here by yourself tonight...
cause you he wont even pick up the phone...
he was supposed to bring you here tonight...
couldnt find him so you came alone...
it doesnt matter cause your getting out...
and the music your enjoying...
so the next couple of minutes...
baby im going to be your boyfriend

so pretty momma if your single, single, you aint gotta be alone tonight
so when the dj plays this single, single, just pretend im your man tonight
so you aint gotta be alone, ill be your boyfriend
so you aint gotta be alone, girl ill be your boyfriend
so you aint gotta be alone, baby be your boyfriend
be your boyfriend until the song goes off
so you aint gotta be alone, ill be your boyfriend
so you aint gotta be alone, girl ill be your boyfriend
so you aint gotta be alone, baby be your boyfriend
be your boyfriend until the sun goes off


everybody in the club right now, tell the dj to turn it loud
dedicate your favorite song..
everybody in the club right now, tell the dj to turn it loud
dedicate your favorite song..
everybody in the club right now, tell the dj to turn it loud
dedicate your favorite song..


he don't tell you you're beautiful...
let me tell it to you through the beat
he don't tell you he loves you girl., let me sing it in a harmony
let my song get you higher,
remember we have to come back down,
if in the feeling you should miss me
tell the DJ to run it back now

so pretty momma if your single, single, you aint gotta be alone tonight
so when the dj plays this single, single, just pretend im your man tonight
so you aint gotta be alone, ill be your boyfriend
so you aint gotta be alone, girl ill be your boyfriend
so you aint gotta be alone, baby be your boyfriend
be your boyfriend until the song goes off
so you aint gotta be alone, ill be your boyfriend
so you aint gotta be alone, girl ill be your boyfriend
so you aint gotta be alone, baby be your boyfriend
be your boyfriend until the sun goes off

50 Cent - I Get it Video & Lyrics

I get it...
I get it.. .
I run New York...

I took quarter water and sold it in bottles for two bucks
and Coca-Cola came and bought it for millions...wtf..
have a baby by me baby, be a millionaire
Ill write the check before the baby comes, who the f*ck cares?
I'm stanky rich, I'm a die trying to spend this sh*t
South Sides up in this b*tch..
yeah I smell like the bulk, I used to sell d*pe
I did play the block, now I play here on boats
in the South of France baby, San Tropez
get a tan I'm already black
rich, I'm already that

gangster, get a gat, pick a head, any hat
call that a little rap,
sh*t, f*ck the chitter-chat
I'm the baker I bake the bread
a barber I'll cut your head
a marksman I'll spray the lead
I'll blodclot chop your leg
do not f*ck with the kid,
I get biz with the SIG,
I'll come where you live.. you digg?

(Chorus) I - I get it..

You can call this my new sh*t, but it aint new though
I got rid of my old b*tch, now I got new hos
first it was the Benzo, now I'm in the Inzo
Ferrari I'm sorry I keep blowing up..
they call me the cake man, the strawberry shake man
I spray the AR make your whole plate break dance
backspin, head spin, flat line, your dead then...
9 shells, Mac-10, who want get it crackin?
I was young I couldn't do good, now I can't do bad
I ride , I just bought a new jag...
Now n*gga why you mad? Oh you can't do that?
I'm so forgetful they calling me cocky
I come up out the jeweler they calling me rocky
it's the ice in my neck man, the wrist of my left hand
bling like blow, you like my style.. hahah
I'm heading to the bank right now.

(Chorus)

I talk the talk and I walk the walk
Like a Teflon Don cause I run New York
when I come out of court, yeah I pop the cork
I keep it gangsta an I love how ya'll love to talk
in the hood if you ask about me they'll you I'm about my bread
around the world if you ask about me they'll tell you they love the kid

I run New York

I'm back on the streets man
I'm bringing the heat man
I'm on my grind
like all the time
you wanna stop my shine
I'll pop my nine
don't get out of line
I said don't get out of line
I I get it.