THE PRIDE & JOY OF PARENTS

You know that Pride and joy the parent gets when he or she receives a new born child added to the family, yes that's the Joy am talking about. First and farthermost, let me take this opportunity to congratulate Bebe Cool & Zuena upon their new born son..May God bless him abundantly.
  
Congz to Zuena Kirema & Moses Bebecool Ssali aka @Bebe Cool for bringing in a new Gagamel soldier...Blessings.....

"Do It Again" Pia Mia (feat. Chris Brown & Tyga) Lyrics

[Tyga:]
 
Bye, baby, they ain't fly, baby
Looking at the whip frame, that's a nice 'Cedez
You should throw it to me, like Tom Brady
With the long blonde hair, that's Marcia Brady
I'm all about your Lately Chelsea High handler, handle her
Got your legs racing hard on vacation
No exaggeration, said you amazing
Moving too fast, can't pace it

[Pia Mia (Tyga):]
Hey, boy, when I first met you
Thought it was special
I told you that
Hey, boy, up at Two Lover's Point,
When I kissed you I meant it
I wanna go back (I don't wanna go)
Wanna go back (but if you wanna go)
Can we go back (can we take it back) (I'll make it happen though)
Boy, can we go back (let's do it soon, boo)


[Chorus - Pia Mia 2x:]
 
It was nice to, nice to know ya, let's do it again
How we did it on a one night stand
Boy, I wanna be more than a friend to ya
Nice to, nice to know ya, let's do it again
How we did it on a one night stand
Boy, I wanna be more than a friend to ya
Let's do it again


[Chris Brown:]
Hey, baby, are you sure that you want it
All caught up in the moment? (let me know now)
Oh, baby, it got a little crazy on the first night
So I'ma have to do you better than the first time
I'm lovin' how you scratchin' and you grittin' your teeth
I'm lovin' how that booty shake when it's on me
You gotta nigga blowing up your caller ID
Guess it was all a set up, you got me

[Chorus - Pia Mia & Chris Brown]

[Pia Mia:]
I wanna go back (one more time)
Wanna go back (let's do it again)
Can we go back (can you take me, baby)
Boy, can we go back
[2x]

[Chorus - Pia Mia]

[Tyga:]
Pia, let me know

Bitches N Marijuana lyrics by @Chris Brown ft Tyga & School Boy Q

[Hook: Chris Brown]

You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Peel any girl that I wanna, got bitches and marijuana
I can tell by the way you move that you a problem
Peel any girl that I wanna, got bitches and marijuana
I got 'em, I got 'em
Ooh, she dance, she don't do it for free
I got 'em, I got 'em
Got bitches and marijuana

[Verse 1: Tyga]

T-ballin', globetrotter
Got a bunch of pre-rolls and a gold lighter
Think you on fire? You gon' need more fire
I tell her that's all you get like Street Fighter
Nah, walk with me, yeah, talk to me
That body cold, chess game like a pawn to me
She wanna ride with me, kick it and vibe with me
I got that long clip, fall asleep to the movie
Motherfuckin' goonies, Cartier rubies
Coupe, no top, yeah I took off the Kufi
I'm high, I'm woozie, D'usse, I'm doosing
I might just be right with my bitch in Jacuzzi
Right, nigga, gettin' right, nigga
I'mma knock that pussy out, fight night nigga
I'mma light it up, pass it to the right nigga
All bitches at the crib, don't invite niggas, yeah

[Hook: Chris Brown]

You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em
Peel any girl that I wanna, got bitches and marijuana
I can tell by the way you move that you a problem
Peel any girl that I wanna, got bitches and marijuana
I got 'em, I got 'em
Ooh, she dance, she don't do it for free
I got 'em, I got 'em
Got bitches and marijuana


[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Pull up, got the fat sack
With some clean motherfuckers, no hood rats
Yeah we suited and booted, you know your bitch 'bout to toot it
She want love from a nigga, that's a heart attack, yack
Loud pack, give me all of that
Don't be sending naked pics cause my phone tapped
Black mask, duffel bag and a hundred racks
I don't snitch but I could show you where the money at, me nigga
It's right here
Got girls and they all on my lap, they with me nigga
Hell yeah
You see the Lambo parked in the trap, that's me nigga
I own it while you living on a lease nigga
I'm known to keep my bitches on a leash nigga
I smoke it by the pound, what you talking 'bout?
I dick your bitch down then I walk it out

[Hook]


[Verse 3: ScHoolboy Q]
Grimy nigga way too groovy for the Grammys
Overseas collecting panties, poppin' Xanies
Young nigga, hundred grand for the gram, hot damn
Hit the curb with the Benz, swerve
Rollie do no ticky, do the blingy, I spending hundreds, all the fifties
Word around the city I'm that niggy, but this month I made a milli
Another month, another milli, man that shit be gettin' silly
Man, bitch you looking silly
Uh, why you broke? Go get a check
Uh, and when you fly, who need a jet?
She wanna move out to the west, she want them diamonds on her neck
And palm trees in the yard, wanna be's with a star, huh?
And get the keys to the car huh
And wanna lick on every scar huh
My money good, shit we buying off the bar right now, right now
Who got the weed right now, right now?

[Hook]

BE THAT WARRIOR

Just like the saying, “every Finishing line is a beginning of a new race”. So my brother or sister out there, if your are driving a land cruiser, whether a matatu (Taxi),  tighten your seat belt or a wheel barrow just hold those handles tightly  because it’s just the beginning of a new race.  Brace your handles, stand still, wear your armour and fight those  problems. If it needs being a prayer warrior to win, be one because running away from problems is a race you will never win.

The problems you keep on running away from are like the rim of the clock where each second has a different problem. So , you got to stand and fight them to perceive victory them.

“Running away from problems is a race you will never win”