Iyaz – Replay (Remix) Lyrics

[Intro]
(Right about now)
Go DJ!
Yeah that’s my D-
Rock City an’ Iyaz got the world on replay
Shawty’s like a melody
Yeah, hustle remix
Bizzy Bone
Na-na-na-na, everyday
It’s like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay (Kingston!)

[Verse 1]
Ever since I saw ya girl
No words to say
I think about cha’ everyday
Cus’ I really need ya girl
You da one for me
So please don’t go away
I know it’s hard to say
But trust me babe
I promise it’ll be okay
Cus when you’re down and out
And ya need someone
Baby I will brighten ya day (Hustle remix)

[Verse 2]
Lil mama like a melody I can’t get out my head
I got money on the block but still I can’t get out the bеd
She fly
She fine
Shе sexy
She mine
She keep that thing juicy for me every single time
(That girl)
Real dime, every dope boy desire
Thick with a attitude and an independent mind
So if I
Ever do decide
To settle down and only be with her don’t be surprised cus

[Pre-Chorus]
(That girl,) like somethin’ off a poster
(That girl,) is a dime they say
(That girl,) is a gun to my holster
And she’s running through my mind all day, ayy

[Chorus]
Shawty’s like a melody in my head
That I can’t keep out, got me singin’ like​
Na-na-na-na, everyday
It’s like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay
Shawty’s like a melody in my head
That I can’t keep out, got me singin’ like (ayy!)
Na-na-na-na, everyday
It’s like my iPod stuck on replay (Right about now), replay

[Verse 3]
Go DJ!
Yeah that’s my DJ
When you hear that Rock city keep it on replay
Go DJ!
Yeah that’s my D-
Rock City an’ Iyaz got the world on replay
She said she want me rewind that
She ain’t ya friend dem dem
That [?]
I said it gonna be a top 10
[?]

[Verse 4]
Shawty had a mean and a
Mai Tai, with the umbrella everyday
Shawty had a walk killa
But would relate to everything that you say
And in the bed she was so in Miami, Iyaz even said that she was ready for fame
It’s all good when she rock leather cus it would grip her like in every way
Let’s go to the beach when the sun set
Just reminisce and reminisce on how we do now
And all of my people asking who now, and what i do now, shawty’s like a melody too now
Shawty

[Chorus]
Shawty’s like a melody in my head
That I can’t keep out, got me singin’ like​
Na-na-na-na, everyday
It’s like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay
Shawty’s like a melody in my head
That I can’t keep out, got me singin’ like (ayy!)
Na-na-na-na, everyday
It’s like my iPod stuck on replay (Right about now), replay

[Bridge]
I can be your melody
Oh, girl, I could write you a symphony
The one that could fill your fantasies
So come baby girl, let’s sing with me, ayy
I can be your melody
Oh, girl, I could write you a symphony
The one that could fill your fantasies
So come baby girl let’s sing with me, ayy
Na, na-na, na-na, na-na
Na-na, na-na, na-naa
Shawty got me singin’
Na, na-na, na-na, na-na
Na-na, na-na, na-naa
Now she got me singin’

[Chorus]
Shawty’s like a melody in my head
That I can’t keep out, got me singin’ like (Ayy)
Na-na-na-na, everyday
It’s like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay (Ayy)
Shawty’s like a melody in my head (Like a melody)
That I can’t keep out, got me singin’ like (Hey, ayy)
Na-na-na-na, everyday
It’s like my iPod stuck on replay, replay-ay-ay-ay

Royce Da 5’9″ – Rock City lyrics

(feat. Eminem)

“Rock City, Royce, 5’9, Slim, Shady”
*Skirt* “COME ON!!”
[Royce Da 5’9″]
Can’t stop the hustle, Royce nickel nine
Glock stops the tussle, nine shots’ll bust you
Pine box’ll stuff you, fuck you! (“Fuck you!”)
I am not the tussle, niggaz don’t know me *skirt* (“COME ON!!”)
I’m Detroit’s king nigga *skirt* bow!
Rock City’s where niggaz pimp hoes and ball
Strip hoes in bars, steal clothes from malls
“Arms, and ya city’s got the..” [3x]
Titties saggin lookin like they got four arms
Gold bottles, green bottles, Cris’ to the don
Niggaz get popped for sellin weed shaked with seeds
If you hate me you hate the D (*vocal scratch*) please!
I’m takin shit back, to the riots in the sixties
Think I’m lying? Visit me (Where you live?)
[Hook:] (Eminem)
“Rock city.. rock on!” (Come on and rock wit me)
“Rock city” *scratches* (Come on and rock wit me)
“Rock city.. rock on!” (Come on and rock wit me)
“Rock wit me” *scratches* (Come on and rock wit me)
“Rock city” *scratches* (Come on the block wit me)
“Rock city.. rock on!” (And come and rock wit me)
“Rock.. city.. come on”
“Rock.. on.. city.. come on!”
[Royce Da 5’9″]
Suburban and city niggaz hustle together
Long as it’s money envolved, niggaz’ll tussle together
Long as the hustle’s a hustle, the green is green
White is white, nigga we buyin if the price is right
So (*scratch*) drop the mics
Everything’s on c***, from the shots to the dice
We are not into hype
You can’t say we can’t work
Either we some plant workers or we some niggaz that plant work
(“What”) Detroit bitches is bout it
You can just ask any one of ya niggaz that visit about it –

Royce Da 5’9″ – Get’cha Paper (feat. Tre Little) lyrics

[Royce]
Rock City is the anthem
This one is the theme
My nigga Trey
[Trey]
Detroit came up, you know we hot
30 years done became a big lot
600s on chrome, you don’t stop
Detroit we just hot
[Royce Da 5’9”]
My flow switch go, pop like a pistol
Shit, don’t stop, it’s so hard
How many times must I tell you how I do?
How many times must I prove how I do?
You, get six million ways to die, choose one
Or, who ya, you can get one assigned to ya
Hows about to thump, when I’m thumbin this non ruga
Something that will tear you in half and x2 ya
I don’t think you are better then me
Nobodys better then me
Niggas better quit believing they better then a nigga
That’s really letting them breath, I dead them with ease
Now come one, you can get swallowed
If you let your lead get you into something
That your eraser can’t get you out of
I wrote a song about it, like 2 hear it here it go
(ahhhhh haaaaaa) Thank you very much
[Royce Da 5’9′]
Cause we get this jumpin up in here
We don’t want no trouble up in here
I going get my money up in here
Ladys is you with me?
Nobodys better then me
I don’t think your better then me
Somebody better believe
Getcha Paper, Now Lets Go
[Royce Da 5’9”]
You see how my wrists is slow
That I’m here to get this dough
You can see my shit explode
And if you aint with me (so?)
(How many?)
Hits does it take for you to believe me?
(How many?)
Times do I gotta tell you it’s easy?
(How many?)
People must I run up on, and?
(How many?)
Bout to see the gun up drawn
Nigga, we just wanna get it up jumpin
Up in here but ya’ll be frontin-acapo