nat ice/PBR

[BRYCE]

wtf niggers ruinin my drunkien pst

[Secret Squirrel]

you are gay





SS

[BRYCE]

niggers..

ps i am black so dont take offence

[BRYCE]

"Dime Piece"

[Chorus:]
It's driving me outta my mind
That's why it's so hard for me to find
[Repeat]

[Verse 1]
Dime piece definition of a chick
Nice, sweet educated independent fly thang
Way she filling up dem jeans gotta tear drop like Visine
Like WHOOP shawty stuck it out had da touch it
OOPS I could make it juz jump in my COUPE
Wit a diamonds and jewels
I see Jimmy Choo in yo designer shoes
Momma listen u ain't neva heard a flow like diz one
Who u kno Gigalo and still Christian
Lil shawty stop tripping if Don Juan a bishop
Why Nick cant be pimping
Chick, please, I'm juz trynna get in your Vickies
Wait take a minute take a flick juz FREEZE
Cuz u kno da Cannon be flashing I'm getting more head den a aspirin
I'm asking are u a dime da dime

[Chorus:]
It's driving me outta my mind (Hey Ladies)
That's why it's so hard for me to find (Hey Ladies)
[Repeat]

[Verse 2 (Izzy)]
Nick you looking for a Dyme
Izz gotta a 9 da dick put em high
Call a Nina Sky Money ova dare
And I ain't got time but to get brain from a dime
Now daz changing yo mind
My dick feelz for you like Shocacon
Flip head and tails wen I tossing yo mind
They call me Izzy you kno
Single the I den double the Z den say it wit a Y
Where all my ladies dat single da nite
At da strip club got me throwing singles da nite
Da boy poising da beat be da IV on da mic
What dem dime say wen Iz on da mic
(Go Izzy, Go Izzy) Feeling me why cant even name all da 10's on da mic
Dat Ronda, Bonnie, Vicky, wit choice
Is she a born again wit sum dick in her life
Is you a dime da dime?

[Chorus:]
It's driving me outta my mind (Hey Ladies)
That's why it's so hard for me to find (Hey Ladies)
[Repeat]
Are you a dime

[Hook]
All da ugly chicks be quite (Hey, Hey)
If you fly get a drink ill buy it (Hey, Hey)
At da end of the nite I might hit (Hey, Hey)
Cuz I like it, I love it, can I ball on the beat make a club hit

[Verse 3]
It's like taste, wut lick who
Daz wut Nick do
Got a lot of chicks dat love my sick moves
Do wut a pimp do move how a pimp do move
Get a tattoo ma use my initials
Now we got issues and rumors da clear up
Sex real loud next room dey can here us
I'm looking for a dime dat can take the whole 9
Check the sex tapes if you think I'm lying
Are you a dime da dime

[Chorus:]
It's driving me outta my mind (Hey Ladies)
That's why it's so hard for me to find (Hey Ladies)
[Repeat]
Are you a dime?

[BRYCE]

[Nick Talking]
'Yo put the kids to bed
Yo Shawty..I know you aint scared

[Omarion]
B2k and Nick Cannon..
Trackmasters..the Pied Piper

[Verse One: Nick]
Yo' the freaks come out at night
I'm like Houdini with the magic stick
When you turn out the lights
Shawty grippin' my stomach tighter
When I burn out on the bike
Holla at the young thugs
What we doing tonight
I'm in the O.J. throwback jersey
Dressed to kill,Bridget won't get it
But Vanessa will,Vanessa's real
Shawty got sex appeal
You can hear this beat bangin from the exit still
Pied Piper, we need something for these chicks to dance
So look Mami Im trying to grind
I'm not trying to romance you
I'm just trying to get them pants loose
Lets get private, 2 way text me
T-Mobile sidekick
One-on-One lets talk and neglect the gossip
I'm as real as they come,Baby girl I got this
My wrist all numb, you can watch the watch gliss
We already bubbly we aint gotta pop Cris'

[Chorus: Omarion]
I come through
My style is powder blue
T's and nike shoes
Plus chicks by the deuce (uh huh)
Ain't no tellin what this man might do
'Cause tonight this man aint playing by the rules
So tell me...
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?

[Verse Two: Nick]
We tearin' the club like them boys did in the roxy
Million dollar thug like I'm Ted DiBiase
Crack game on the plain
Probably think its Yahtzee
Wrist on rocky, How you gone stop me
Shawty like, "Papi", Crib like "Ozzy's"
Imma show you how to ball girl just watch me
Imma never quit like Whitney & Bobby
Tell them chicks,either wanna get wit me or rob me
Either way I let them strip me, 'cause this is my hobby
After tonight, Shawty will you miss me? Probably
But now I wanna see you shake your little body
Lookin' for a shawty thats freaky & naughty
'Cause after the party you dont have to call me
'Cause Cannon is the prodigy and I mobs deep
If you rollin wit a playa, Mami c'mon
Cause Imma keep it goin 'til 6 o'clock in the morning
OOOH!

[Chorus: Omarion]
I come through
My style is powder blue
T's and nike shoes
Plus chicks by the deuce (uh huh)
Ain't no tellin what this man might do
'Cause tonight this man aint playing by the rules
So tell me...
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?

[Verse Three: Nick]
We make hits like the mafia (mafia)
After the club hit the lobby, oooh (lobby, ooh)
Girls always say "Nick you so cute,
How you flippin rappin & actin too?"
Well I do, what I can do, what I can do, when I can do it
It aint algebra baby, its pimpin in my fluid
Why them cats saying that Cannon should stick to acting
Kill you in two bars, Daddy its quick to happen
Wont know what caused it, But Nick will get you dancing
You dudes in the closet, you know you think I'm handsome
Yeah, the kid's real attractive
Even pull hella chicks in a thriller jacket
Now, Thriller's back, And Imma make you clap
Oh that spot yall had? Yeah Im taking that
And them chicks yall dreaming about
We cleaning them out,One on the block
Two in the car, three in the house
Now thats a real six pack, daddy even it out
UH!

[Omarion]
Aiiyo..B2k..

[Chorus: Omarion]
I come through
My style is powder blue
T's and nike shoes
Plus chicks by the deuce (uh huh)
Ain't no tellin what this man might do
'Cause tonight this man aint playing by the rules
So tell me...
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky? (uh huh)
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky?
Anybody feelin' freeeeaky? (uh huh)

[Omarion]
B2k and Nick Cannon..
Trackmasters..the Pied Piper
[Lil' Fizz]
Excuse me whats ya name?
[Omarion]
B2k and Nick Cannon..
Trackmasters..the Pied Piper
[Lil' Fizz]
Excuse me whats ya name?

[Omarion talking]
Don't say nothing

[BRYCE]

[Intro - R. Kelly + (Nick Cannon)]
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Oh, uh, haha)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (Kels!)
(We in the club singing this for money, ha!)

[Chorus - R. Kelly]
I'm a gigolo, spending lot's a dough
You can tell the way wide-body, sitting on four's
And how I'm shining, wit the fresh, fresh clothes
Always surrounded, by so many (HOES!)
I'm a gigolo, always on the go
Everytime I turn around, I got another show
In the club, hit about three in a row
Drop in the Six, 'cause I love them (HO!)

[Verse 1 - Nick Cannon]
Shorty I, only got one night in town, tell me baby where you down
Bushes we won't beat around, bushes we just eat 'em now
Feeling yo Masqueno blouse, seven jean, Black and Lebanese
Head to her knees, please if you ever need a bachelor remember me
Just rock to the melody, I got you in bed wit me
I thought you would never leave
You wanna name meLike A-merie
Know the chain freeze wrist be the same degrees
Tryna get lil' mami, in that thang of reese
Only getting in for free, if you came wit me
Cause I'ma grown man, not B2K
If I need a girlfriend, it won't be to-day
No, I'm NOT tryna be ya man, pimp bones in my body
Rock them body-hotty, rock them, like ladi-dadi
Me and Kels on ducati's, wanna see you drop it shawty
Oh weee, tryna leave the club, wit a groupie

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - Nick Cannon]
Ma I'm busy on tour, ma, you busy on the floor
Ma I'm feeling yo heels, them Christian Dior's
I'm like David Beckham, keep a mean shoe game
But like my favorite records, keep spinning new thangs
Let my hair grow, cause I was looking for a change
Shorty call me the Scare Crow, I'm looking for some brain
In "The Wiz", there it go, here it is, where the show
Cause through yo dress, I can see yo drawls
So shorty just shake it, make a round of applause
If you outta Hypnotic, 'nother round at the bar
And when we parking lot pimping, they surrounding the car
No, I'm NOT tryna be ya man, pimp bones in my body
Rock them body-hotty, rock them, like ladi-dadi
Me and Kels on ducati's, wanna see you drop it shawty
Oh weee, tryna leave the club
Wit a groupie, wit a groupie

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Nick Cannon]
Mami, when we leave the club, leave wit us
You don't need ya car keys, we gon' fair in the bus
And the way you wear ya jeans, is means to cuss
So DAMN!, how you get them on, DAMN! big secrets on her
Throwback chick, hotter than Ms. Vic Damone
This the type of ... I'm on, not picking up the phone
Unless you unblock ya joint, then put on ya coat
Know when to hit, when Nick get in the booth
Come through in something new, wit the invisible roof
Oh the settings on my necklace them invisible too...
When we do what we do, we can't be visible boo
The last thing I need is lawsuits, all I did is call you
Initiated first move, shorty that was all you
I'm NOT tryna be ya man, pimp bones in my body
Rock them body-hotty, rock them, like ladi-dadi
Me and Kels on ducati's, wanna see you drop it shawty, oh weee

[BRYCE]

N-I-C-K C-A-N-N-O-N (I'll make you mine)

Can I be your main girl? (Of course you can)
Can I be the one for you (Uh, it's Nick Cannon)
Can I be your main girl? (Of course you can)
Let me be the one, you believe in (Haha, yeah. Ha, it's like this. What)

Yo it's rule number one,
If you wanna be my main girl,
Gotta keep your hair tight,
Toes right, yeah girl
You gotta be a girl who,
Has a lot of virtue,
Like to party in the club,
But she go to church too,
I need a chick who jet skis, sky dives, surf too,
Boo you spit a verse too?
Nah, I don't deserve you,
Yo I gotta have a chick that's with a Blockbuster night,
When we caught up in some beef,
On a Blockbuster fight
Additude is heavy pullin' stunts out of spite,
Yo even when she heated,
Shorty cussin' light,
36-24-38, Ha, give or take,
Nah, her size don't matter,
Goals and ambitions gotta be a go-getter,
Prada in the summer and Gabbana in the winter,
If you fit this description of the girl in this rhyme (I'll make you mine)

Can I be your main girl? (Of course you can)
Can I be the one for you (Uh, it's Nick Cannon)
Can I be your main girl? (Of course you can)
Let me be the one, you believe in
(Haha, uh uh, haha, uh)

Yo I'm lookin' for a co-star,
Tryin' to keep you closer,
In my holster, like a thoroughbred supposed to,
Uh, I need a J-Lo chick,
Not worried about Puff, Chris, or Ben Affleck,
Yeah, I did a few flicks,
My chicks above average,
No bad habits, no baggage from past trips,
Workin' real hard part time taking classes,
Girl I gotta give you credit,
So, here's my plastic,
Yo, I need a chick that won't take Nick for granted,
A high class miss, like 5 Mics,A classic,
You wanna be my main girl? Roll in the Range, girl?
In the rain girl?
Someone to take my name girl

N-I-C-K C-A-N-N-O-N (Oh you better sing girl)
If you fit this description of the gitl in this rhyme
(I'll make you mine)

Can I be your main girl? (Of course you can)
Can I be the one for you (Uh, it's Nick Cannon)
Can I be your main girl? (Of course you can)
Let me be the one, you believe in
(Haha)

Yo, can I get a main girl,
Someone who can hold me down,
City chick, southern bail,
Educated, college bound,
Put you in the hottest gown,
In the hottest part of town,
Move in, make love, sparks fly, burn it down,
12 dozen rows of roses, for Valentines,
Birthdays, teddy bears, this the girl I'm tryin to find,
Spend a little time with,
Tell me if my rhyme hit,
Someone I can shine with,
Cookin with my mom chick,
Booby you the finest, your tenderness, your kindness,
Money ain't a thing, keep the change,
You a dime chick,
So, get the ring, I'm the king,
You the highness,
Pre-nup, Hold up,
First you need to sign this,
East side, west side,
South to the north,
Block to block, and coast to coast,
If you fit this description of the girl in this rhyme
(I'll make you mine)

Can I be your main girl? (Of course you can)
Can I be the one for you (Uh, it's Nick Cannon)
Can I be your main girl? (Of course you can)

[BRYCE]

Uh can I ball?
yeah can I ball?
uh can I ball?
This is to every female that's ever been in my life
Flesh of my flesh bone of my bone (I feel you playboy)
Dust to dust uh (for real)

[Verse 1]

My rib, my wiz, my dip, my boo
My chick, my sugar, my shorty all you
My dove, my dogg, my love, my rock
My love for you, my love don't stop
My life, my dream, my wife, my queen
My essence, my coach, my playa, my team
My buddy, my baby, my lovey, my lady
My shelter, my helper, my pain, I felt you
My diamond, my gold, my Zion, my soul
My spirit, my flesh, my chest, you hold
My shield, my skill, my will be still
My youngin', my pumpkin, my sweetness, my somethin'
My dumpling, my daisy, my freak you crazy
My woman, my girl, my misses, my world
My breezy, she need me, believe me be easy
My kid, my bid, we live my rib

[Chorus 2x]
You are my rib and I can't deny
Closer than my flesh and bone
And my love we share is strong

[Verse 2]

Yo style, yo smile, yo walk, yo mile
Yo dress, yo stress, you saving yo sex
You blessed, yo views, yo joys, yo boos
Yo eyes, yo moves, yo heart, no clues
Yo opinion, yo minion, over yo whole livin'
Yo home, yo givin, yo virtue, he hurt you
Yo wounds, you nurture, yo curfew, yo class
Yo curve, yo (whoa), yo glory, yo past
Yo story, yo stash, yo mercy, yo grace
Yo voice, yo face, yo pace, yo taste
Yo morals, yo goals, yo steps, yo toes
Yo sent, yo strength, yo friends, yo foes
Yo prayers, yo cares, yo tears, yo cheers
From yours to my ears, yo crown, yo frown
Yo palms, yo moms, yo kid you give
We live, we did, me and you my rib uh

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3]

I hate you, I date you, I love you, I make you
I miss you, I thank you, for you I'm grateful
I need you, I am you, I stand you, I have to
I had you, I left you, but I had to, I failed you
I scared you, I dared you, compared you, I held you
I kept you, I dissed you, I helped you, I felt you
When I kiss you, I melt you, I see you, I saw you
I hear you, I call you, no answer I get you
Forget you, forgot you, I lost you, I got you
I trust you, I doubt you, I can't live without you
I feel you, I kill you, I heal you, I steal you
I stole you, I have you, I hold you, I know you
I knew you, I owed you, I groomed you, I mold you
I warn you, I scold you, how could I be so cold to you?
I owe you my life, my soul I live, that's why I believe
You are my rib

[BRYCE]

Oh, females dads be trippin’ for real
I mean, I’m a player with ma, right
And see what had happened was
I was hollerin’ at this chick in front of the 99 cent store
Well, here’s the whole story

She was a tall slim, oh, chick I met last week
At the mall, cute feet with the baby fat booty
She paged me to come over the mall
So I smashed in the crib, bumpin’, can’t walk {Oh, boy}
With the doo rag on {Yo’, boy}
When she sang that song she turnin’ me on
If would have known her pops was home
Could have stayed at crib, hollered at her on the phone
But pops got hot, he was old school pimpin’
Tank tops, flip flops and dress socks
Rang dang when he came with the questions
Boy, you were young and how knowin’ for the Lexus
I’m sorry, Mr. Jackson, but I sell records
Nah, once again, I ain’t got a jail record
It’s Nick Cannon, the cat you ain’t used to
The Rapper, actor, comedienne/producer

I really don't like this dude, I can’t stand him
Where did he come from, tell me
I really don't like this dude, I want so much
So much more for my daughter (Your pops don’t like me)

I really don't like this dude, I can’t stand him
Where did he come from, tell me
I really don't like this dude, I want so much
So much more for my daughter (Your pops don’t like me)

When the girls from the ghetto act the size of they
stilettos
6-7-8 wanna make us wait
They wanna date, gotta ask pops
You a grown woman, all that need to stop
At the club, yeah, you have a thug at home or not
You daddy’s little girl that he love a lot
Well, he don’t know about that tat you got, huh
Nah, I’m playin’ I’m just rockin’
Shorty ?? probably hooked up
Probably teach you how to move in those ??
Cut to the next day and a half
Called the crib and your dad hung up on my a**

Is it ‘cause of the blunt, ma (He don’t like me)
Or is the watch, ma (He don’t like me)
‘Cause I’m pushin’ a drop, ma (He don’t like me, like me)
Yo’, pops (He don’t like me)

I really don't like this dude, I can’t stand him
Where did he come from, tell me
I really don't like this dude, I want so much
So much more for my daughter (Your pops don’t like me)

I really don't like this dude, I can’t stand him
Where did he come from, tell me
I really don't like this dude, I want so much
So much more for my daughter (Your pops don’t like me)

Is it ‘cause I make more money than him
He be jonesin’, those films ain’t funny to him
Or is it ‘cause I keep the block hot with Bonnie and them
Rims, inches on my Benz, yeah, 20 of them
Now I’mma fullback gettin’ the win
Last time I called back, he picked up again
Tone-Loc he saw that, my devilish grin
Lettin’ you know that the young Black Elvis is in
I ain’t stuntin’ your pops, yo’, I ain’t frontin’ your
pops
Gonna have me straight huntin’ your pops, nah
Don’t wanna Roy Jones your pops
Left, right, uppercut, knock out your pops
Close the door, lock out your pops
We on a roll now, sugar, I ain’t ‘bout to stop
Don’t care if he try to kick me out your house
Do you understand the words that are comin’ out of my
mouth

I really don't like this dude, I can’t stand him
Where did he come from, tell me
I really don't like this dude, I want so much
So much more for my daughter (Your pops don’t like me)

I really don't like this dude, I can’t stand him
Where did he come from, tell me
I really don't like this dude, I want so much
So much more for my daughter (Your pops don’t like me)

Is it ‘cause I’m handsome (He don’t like me)
Keep the ladies dancin’ (He don’t like me)
‘Cause my house is a mansion (He don’t like me, like me)
Yo’, pops (He don’t like me)

Is it ‘cause of the corn rolls (He don’t like me)
Or is it my hormones (He don’t like me)
The Gs and the bank roll (He don’t like me, like me)
Yo’, pops (He don’t like me)

I really don't like this dude, I can’t stand him
Where did he come from, tell me (He don’t like me)
I really don't like this dude, I want so much
So much more for my daughter (Your pops don’t like me)

I really don't like this dude, I can’t stand him
Where did he come from, tell me (He don’t like me)
I really don't like this dude, I want so much
So much more for my daughter

I really don't like this dude, I can’t stand him
Where did he come from, tell me

[Secret Squirrel]