White Boi Swagg

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released October 10, 2010

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Track Name: Stereo
i got my head up in the clouds, my feet are on the ground
and i cant help wonder does she like the way i sound?
and people stop to tell me they love me all over town
but you're the only woman that i wanna be around

[bridge]
i know that u been busy livin life out on the road
and i know theres a lot of great music on the radio
and i don't have a problem with havin to let u go
just promise when you get back home you'll play me on your stereo

[chorus]
o, o, o, o, play me on your stereo
o, o, o, o, play me on your stereo
and i don't have a problem with havin to let u go
just promise when you get back home you'll play me on your stereo

hiphop country r&b, we can surf sound waves just you and me
old school, reggae, rock & roll, can u feel my melody in your soul
jazz, blues, funk, pop, DJ let the beat drop
disco, metal, dance, folk, if u write me a song i can show u the ropes

such a pretty young thing how'd you like to fly away wit me
blow a pound a purple haze wit me, on the beach lyin out all day asleep
and when nightfall rolls around baby girl u can bet ima hold u down
shhh hold up don't make a sound, when you talk with your body its more profound
and u know that i be on some deeper shit
so keep your superficial tendencies inside a secret
i don't wanna hear that drama bout who u used to be sleeping wit
cuz its best if you just disconnect from all the lames and stick wit pistolgrip

[bridge]

[chorus]

there once was a time when everything i sang was for you
but now it seems my rhymes don't do nothing but bore you

[bridge]

[chorus]
Track Name: GILA
you used to just be yourself
and now you're someone else
i tried to say hi to ya
but there aint nothing left
the dark side of the moon
im trying to take a look around
i'm just so high right now
that i cant even reach the ground

my mind is racin at a mile a minute
and it'll be a while until i can find what's in it
in the meantime, ima just chill right out
and in between the lines, you can catch my feelings about
oh this, and that, whats happenin now
all around i can tell that my feelings have slowed down
like im at the bottom of the atlantic, i can't panic,
if i do i might run out of breath and end up stranded
i've handed over my keys please designate me a rider
i'm in the passenger seat unqualified as a driver
they all laughing at me, but fuck em im way higher
twist another one up, somebody pass me the lighter

Man, you got a lot of jokes to tell
So you throw your baby's pennies down the well
Give a little more than you like
Pick apart the past, you're not going back
Don't you waste your time
No, oh, oh, oh

Gila-a
Gila-a-a-a-a
Gila-a-a-a

Sure, you've got a handle on the past
It's why you keep your little lovers in your lap
Give a little more than you like
Pick apart the past, you're not going back
So don't you waste your time
No, oh, oh, oh

Gila-a
Gila-a-a-a-a
Gila-a-a-a

Hoping for the last ship to arrive
I am blessed with a kingdom, half mine.

Gila-a
Gila-a-a-a-a
Gila-a
Gila-a-a-a-a
Gila-a-a-a-a
Gila-a-a
Track Name: Focused
im trying to stay focused right now
its just so hard with my mind in the clouds
and i dono if i could ever come back down
wont somebody help onto solid ground

[Neal: living life under the radar of the police,
never drivin wit that weed]

weigh it out, bag it up quarter pound, thats whats up
getting high, really high hit it twice and pass it up
cannabis wit purple leaves sittin tall above the trees
better get ya money right if u trine smoke wit me
don't nobody smoke for free throw a couple dollars in
aepi til i die what them boys still hollerin
buy up all the clothes from every single mall were in
keep it cool wit homes but to haters we intolerant

purple haze, white widow, lemon skunk, and sour d
blueberry, hashplant, afghan, naw mean?
jackfrost, grape ape, chemdawg, OG,
cinderella 99, ya that homegrown dream
and we rock digi scales, no triple beams
fast money, green trees, the american dream
and if u tryin to proceed just join the team
we burn it down all day u know the buds supreme
Track Name: Homeland
they tell me that i cannot be free
i must live here in captivity
but i still remember how it was
when we were slaves in mitzrayim
bezrat hashem we will all live to see
how good and how pleasant this earth will be
anu rotzim moshiach achshav
deliver us to yerushalayim
rebuild the temple in our days
v'af al pi sheyismameah im kol zeh
achake lo bchol yom shyavo but i dont wanna wait
babylon system they keep us down
they destroy our temple and steal our crown
but even when the last green leaf turns brown
am yisrael chai. we'll still be arounds

so all my soldiers, put ya hands up
we got a battle to win, its time to man up
eretz hakoidesh has been under attack
and ill be damned if im bout to give my homeland back

[hatikva]
Track Name: White Boi Swagg
white boy swag got these haters so mad

white boy swagger, call me mick jagger
rollin like a stone, sharp like a dagger
pretty white girl ya u know i gotta have her
even though im sure ill regret it the morning after
black chuck tailors, skinny jeans tailored
fitted tee looking like a pack of life savers
when it comes to life man mines more flavored
get ya taste buds up [up] - hater
u can catch me blown pounds of that fire, man
matter fact might as well call me fire man
so hot, im what they desire man
bet i get ya head spinning faster than a tire man
for the right right price u can get some nice toys
and i aint talkin sproting goods and kites, boy
jewish star chains, never rock the ice boy
welcome to my life, just a car full of white boys

find me on the internet, burnin like a cigarette
hit me up on facebook, i aint on that twitter yet
you can check my bandcamp, i aint on that soundclick
haters cant stand him, homies say he sound sick
got a nice flow, ya he real well-rounded
if he made his own beats that would be astounding
[white boy swag, white white boy swag]
call me fabolous cuz i just throw it in the bag
exploiting opportunities these losers never had
and all my fans got these [haters haters so mad]
put your floaties on, ima take it to the deep end
close ya eyes tight, come on now, no peeking
so self-made, money money be the reason
i produce in the same room that i sleep in
still i find a way to make change like the seasons
baruch hashem that my hit count keeps increasing
Track Name: Neon Hitch - Billionaire [GripMix]
money money money, pull a stack out pronto
beamer in the lot, champagne at the condo
G5 flights overseas no lie
and its 400 a ounce overtime i get high
VIP every time we walk up in the club
haters stay mugging, but they aint fuckin wit us
they see we thrown dollars so the girlies gather round
honey, show a little class, leave my money on the ground
for real, ok so tell me how you feel
cuz im liven my life wit both hands on the wheel
and from what i been noticing, you barely getting by
in the passenger seat of somebody else's ride

they say the grass is always greener on the other side
but my cash just as green as those other guys
and my plastic is just as effective
no set limit, come on lets get reckless
hit up lenox mall, ill buy everything that fits
and everything that doesn't well leave it where it is
cuz ill be back to cop it right after i gain some weight
talkin lobster and steak, 80 dollars a plate
don't hate, man that shit is so immature
i can see right though you mr. so insecure
get your bank account up and u can come fuck wit my team
cuz spending money is just as exciting as it seems

[Bruno Mars]
I wanna be a billionaire so frikin bad
Buy all of the things I never had
I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen

[Chorus]
Oh every time I close my eyes
I see my name in shining lights yeahh
A different city every night, all right
I swear, the world better prepare
For when I'm a billionaire

[Travis "Travie" McCoy]
Yeah I would have a show like Oprah
I would be the host of, everyday Christmas
Give Travie a wish list
I'd probably pull an Angelina and Brad Pitt
And adopt a bunch of babies that ain't never had shit
Give away a few mercedies like here lady have this
And last but not least grant somebody their last wish
It's been a couple months since I've been single so
You can call me Travie Claus minus the Ho Ho
Get it, hehe, I'd probably visit where Katrina hit
And yea sure do a lot more than me did
Yeah can't forget about me stupid
Everywhere I go Imma have my own theme music
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/t/travie_mccoy_feat_bruno_mars/billionaire.html ]
[Chorus]
Oh every time I close my eyes
I see my name in shining lights yeahh
A different city every night oh
I swear the world better prepare
For when I'm a billionaire
Oh oooh oh oooh for when I'm a Billionaire
Oh oooh oh oooh when I'm a Billionaire

[Travis "Travie" McCoy]
I'll be playing basketball with the President
Dunking on his delegates
Then I'll compliment him on his political etiquette
Toss a couple milli in the air just for the heck of it
But keep the fives, twenties, tens, and Bens completely seperate
And yeah I'll be in a whole new tax bracket
We in recession but let me take a crack at it
I'll probably take whatever's left and just split it up
So everybody that I love can have a couple bucks
And not a single tummy around me would know what hungry was
Eating good sleeping soundly
I know we all have a similar dream
Go in your pocket pull out your wallet
And put it in the air and sing

[Bruno Mars]
I wanna be a billionaire so frikin bad
Buy all of the things I never had
Uh, I wanna be on the cover of Forbes magazine
Smiling next to Oprah and the Queen

[Chorus]
Oh every time I close my eyes
I see my name in shining lights yeahh
A different city every night oh
I swear the world better prepare
For when I'm a billionaire
Oh oooh oh oooh for when I'm a Billionaire
Oh oooh oh oooh for when I'm a Billionaire

I wanna be a billionaire so frikin bad.

More lyrics: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/t/travie_mccoy_feat_bruno_mars/#share
Track Name: Erev Shel Shoshanim
ערב של שושנים
נצא נא אל הבוסתן
מור בשמים ולבונה
.לרגלך מפתן
לילה יורד לאט
ורוח שושן נושבה
הבה אלחש לך שיר בלאט
.זמר של אהבה
שחר הומה יונה
ראשך מלא טללים
פיך אל הבוקר, שושנה
אקטפנו לי
Track Name: To The Top
im so on top of my shit, what's all the fuss about?
im looking down and laughing at cha from the highest cloud
ya, i eat fake rappers for breakfast
i know i go hard like the last level of tetris
rise and shine, wake and bake, homie the sun is out
another day another dollar, pull your money out
and i don't mean to sound conceited but my money right
thats why i'm puffin something different every fuckin night
bagged up a couple grams fresh from off the digi scale
pour up the grey goose and hit it wit the ginger ale
we celebratin now, we on vacation now,
up in the night sky bring the space station down
[down down] and when we touch back
it's no rest for the weary we off cuttin tracks
i've realized that my talent is a blessing now
red hot lava flow, i spit sulfur clouds

[chorus]
i've made my way up to the top
aint nothing gonna bring me down
i'ma ball until until my heartbeat stops
and i'm lyin dead on the ground
it's way too easy to talk
your actions speak louder than words
so u can ahead and stop
while i sit back and smoke some herb

let me take you back to the summer '04
the relationship id beenin for years was no more
but i moved on, and saved up my money so i could score
a couple grams on my way as i walked to the store
i remember watching alice and wonderland on the big screen
nothings quite as trippy as it was when i was 15
back at my mama's house we'd chill out and hit green
bumpin bob marley, and laughing at the stupid things
we were getting into, so young and foolish
no need for a swimsuit, when we hit the pool its
already after dark, closer to midnight
i could barely see my buddy's face until the ignite
an amber glow proceeds a thin whisp of smoke
hold it in deep, and exhale slow before you choke
and on the way home wed munch out on junk food
gotta spray the axe, well aware that we stunk too

[chorus]

they said that i was long overdue for a change in scenery
so i moved out my mammas house with upgraded machinery
bought a new microphone and built myself a vocal booth
and honestly i must apologize i haven't spoke the truth
a lot of what i say on songs its just exaggerated
following in shallow footsepts of oversaturated
lyrics, of explicitries and disrespect to females
i got caught up in talkin drivebys and crack sales
but now im back up on my i-dont-really-give-a-damn
about how anybody really feel about my lyrics really man
im in the game for the simple fact that i entertain
and love the way it feels when people i don't know shout out my name
like hey, aint you mr. a e pi till i die
i know few guys in your fraternity that shit is fly
and jewish girls love when i sing in hebrew
something about all the ancient melodies just ring true
Track Name: Ready 2 Go
when im up and out of town, baby girl she hold me down
uh, and she love when we play real rough, come and take it out of bounds
but before i give you my heart, ima need you to let me know
will you roll wit me (will u roll wit me), cuz im r-r-r-eady to go

when im at the end of my linethinnkin that ive lost control
i can feel it comin from within deep-deep down in my soul
somethin tellin me that its over and i need to let it go
(let it go let it go) you bet im r r ready to go
Track Name: Encore (ft. Neal)
ok they tellin me i spit that corny white boy flow
just wait until they see how far this white boy go
steady countin money ya that white boy dough
and while yall burnin mids im on that white boy dro
see i been rappin since gangsters was cool
now im on my lil wayne drizzy drake autotune
black chucks, fitted tees and skinny jeans
i got the game wrapped up call it silly string
young grip, the mixtape monster
always keep a couple frat boys on the roster
youn wanna get on the list well itll cost ya
be careful who you talkin to you better check ya posture
graduated hiphop, now he on that pop shit
ya he from the dirty but his resume spotless
still ima get the crowd rockin like a mosh pit
walkin from the clouds all the way to the office
L's to the head all the way the roaches
jackfront in the blunt keep my lungs frozen
yes, we out late til the places is closin
then its back to the estate where the gangsters are dozin
and please dont hate just because we the chosen
10 feet under water and you barely got ya toes in
u tryin act hard, dont even stand a chace
9-1-1 somebody better call the ambulance

[you say you want an encore]
[you say you want more]

See I gets money, money I's got
if your trying to stop my hustle than you bound to get shot
dropped flopped, end you with my lyrical content
this worlds kinda spherical, were bout to see who goes next
I guess the test is to see if I can run this place
the worlds all in my face, all i gotta do is concentrate
its time for me to celebrate, im bout to burn this place down
im packing pounds of herbal that came from the ground
im smoking like im proud man, working with my fam man
money keeps it moving man, cause life keeps happening
rapping with my bros now, they from my fraternity
aepi dem boyz the shit, yeah you might of heard of me
to you im known as neal, but to them the large member
it aint bout my dick, but that would be pretty clever
the girls they say they like it, that it cant get any better
so once they get me once, they be wanting me forever
never never I guess ill call the nuke in
25 girls in and I aint planned on stoppin
flopping dropping, cause im a dominator
and in the cod world im like Schwarzenegger
with my damn clan im like kobe with the lakers
so yeah I run this place, thats why shes calling me the mayor
I know you like my flavor, im rapping and a gamer
and im always at the top so aint no callin me a faker

[you say you want an encore]
[you say you want more]

where im from they call me sandy springs rude bwoy
if you aint from my city ya better move boy
hottest tracks on the streets is somethin i can prove boy
i got the game wrapped up like a new toy
and i aint never scurred, come from smokin hella herb
sittin in the studio hiphop developer
even when im not doin the rappin im involved
got the whole crew in line and we recordin hit songs
so why they still disrespectin my hustle
when i dont show nothin but love, guess its one life's puzzles
so while they judgin me they overlook the fact
that i write rap mix and master my own tracks
but i all i hear is young grip where ya beats from
and i aint to proud to tell em that i steal em
and if i made a single penny off my songs
every single major artist would sue me before long
my flow so hot that it blazin
place a grape on the track ill turn it into raisins
covering the spectrum from hood jams to ravin
aint a single megabye on my drive vacant
thats why live like every day is a vacation
twist another blunt up and put it in rotation
pour another cup up, go head get wasted
just keep in mind i wouldnt recommend testing my patience
Track Name: Ananchnu Ma'aminim
אנחנו מאמינים בני מאמינים ואין לנו על מי להישען אלא אלא על אבינו שבשמיים

we are believers, children of believers, and we have no one to rely on except for our Father, our Father in the heavens
Track Name: Encore (DJ Ango Reckless Mix)
ok they tellin me i spit that corny white boy flow
just wait until they see how far this white boy go
steady countin money ya that white boy dough
and while yall burnin mids im on that white boy dro
see i been rappin since gangsters was cool
now im on my lil wayne drizzy drake autotune
black chucks, fitted tees and skinny jeans
i got the game wrapped up call it silly string
young grip, the mixtape monster
always keep a couple frat boys on the roster
youn wanna get on the list well itll cost ya
be careful who you talkin to you better check ya posture
graduated hiphop, now he on that pop shit
ya he from the dirty but his resume spotless
still ima get the crowd rockin like a mosh pit
walkin from the clouds all the way to the office
L's to the head all the way the roaches
jackfront in the blunt keep my lungs frozen
yes, we out late til the places is closin
then its back to the estate where the gangsters are dozin
and please dont hate just because we the chosen
10 feet under water and you barely got ya toes in
u tryin act hard, dont even stand a chace
9-1-1 somebody better call the ambulance

you say you want an encore
you say you want more

See I gets money, money I's got
if your trying to stop my hustle than you bound to get shot
dropped flopped, end you with my lyrical content
this worlds kinda spherical, were bout to see who goes next
I guess the test is to see if I can run this place
the worlds all in my face, all i gotta do is concentrate
its time for me to celebrate, im bout to burn this place down
im packing pounds of herbal that came from the ground
im smoking like im proud man, working with my fam man
money keeps it moving man, cause life keeps happening
rapping with my bros now, they from my fraternity
aepi dem boyz the shit, yeah you might of heard of me
to you im known as neal, but to them the large member
it aint bout my dick, but that would be pretty clever
the girls they say they like it, that it cant get any better
so once they get me once, they be wanting me forever
never never I guess ill call the nuke in
25 girls in and I aint planned on stoppin
flopping dropping, cause im a dominator
and in the cod world im like Schwarzenegger
with my damn clan im like kobe with the lakers
so yeah I run this place, thats why shes calling me the mayor
I know you like my flavor, im rapping and a gamer
and im always at the top so aint no callin me a faker

where im from they call me sandy springs rude bwoy
if you aint from my city ya better move boy
hottest tracks on the streets is somethin i can prove boy
i got the game wrapped up like a new toy
and i aint never scurred, come from smokin hella herb
sittin in the studio hiphop developer
even when im not doin the rappin im involved
got the whole crew in line and we recordin hit songs
so why they still disrespectin my hustle
when i dont show nothin but love, guess its one life's puzzles
so while they judgin me they overlook the fact
that i write rap mix and master my own tracks
but i all i hear is young grip where ya beats from
and i aint to proud to tell em that i steal em
and if i made a single penny off my songs
every single major artist would sue me before long
my flow so hot that it blazin
place a grape on the track ill turn it into raisins
covering the spectrum from hood jams to ravin
aint a single megabye on my drive vacant
thats why live like every day is a vacation
twist another blunt up and put it in rotation
pour another cup up, go head get wasted
just keep in mind i wouldnt recommend testing my patience