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A$AP Rocky - STOLE YA FLOW (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
Was independent, my niggas got major business
We in the building, my nigga, not just some tenants
You just a sensitive nigga still in his feelings
You bit the image, my nigga, I had to switch it, uh
First you stole my flow, so I stole yo' bitch
I can't trust a soul, just my pole and my kids
Swear to never lie, cross my heart, hope to die, uh
Then I sold the switch, then I hit it with a kiss, mwah
All red Mary Janes, just to match the 'Rari paint
Been shittin' on everything, wasn't even potty trained
Niggas getting BBLs, lucky we don't body shame
Throwin' dirt on Rocky name, turn around and copy game (Ready made, ready made)
Peace homes, black on black, peace stones
Black onyx, black diamonds shinin', black jeans on
All black Chrome, black whip, black iPhone
Black hoodie, black boy don't dance, mostly gangsta boogie
Stole my flow, so I stole yo' bitch (Bitch)
If you stole my style, I need at least like ten percent (What?)
All due disrespect, I hope you take offense
I'ma leave my print, and I won't leave you shit (Ready made, ready made)
Was independent, my niggas got major business
We in the building, my nigga, not just some tenants
You just a sensitive nigga still in his feelings
You bit the image, my nigga, I had to switch it, uh (Ready made, ready made)
First you was my bro, pussy nigga switched
Turned into a opp, fuck his block, he a bitch, boy
Just might pull up to yo' crib, spin it like the rent, uh
Spend it like the time that you ain't spendin' with yo' kids (Ready made, ready made)
We take these boys to school, they try to Columbine ya (Yeah)
Word to Tyler, we see you bomb like Oppenheimer (Yeah)
Couple milli' just to rock at a fuckin' concert (Yeah)
Headliner, bottom line, I'm 'bout my dollar (Yeah, ready made, ready made)
They say, "Flacko, where you been? Feel like you deprived us" (Yeah)
Only goat with a llama, friendly reminder (Yeah)
Our Father, I pray to always strive and prosper (Yeah)
Now I'm a father, my bitch badder than my toddler (Yeah, ready made, ready made)
My baby momma Rihanna, so we unbothered (Yeah, woo, woo)
Hip-hop is my house, welcome to mi casa, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Take me back to the days in the club (Yeah)
When your boys gotta hold you up while she dutty wine ya (Yeah)
Don't you steal my flow, so I stole yo' bitch
I can't trust a soul, just my pole and my kid
Swear to never lie, right hand up to God
Then I sold the switch, then I hit it with a kiss, mwah
First you stole my flow, so I stole yo' bitch
If you stole my style, I need at least like ten percent, look
All due disrespect, I hope you take offense
I'ma leave my print, and I won't leave you- (Ready made, ready made)
The rest of you motherfuckers, just sit back and wait
Quit actin' like groupies and shit
Wanna be like me so motherfuckin' bad
So when a maggot tell me about handlin' business
Bein' about it, makin' his money and still doin' what the fuck he wanna do
Then you can come up here and tell me some shit
Nigga, I'm just here to tell you stories, that's it
I ain't gotta explain to you motherfuckers every single little detail, and why and where and which and why
And all this shit about all, every last decision in my motherfuckin' life
I don't owe you shit
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A$AP Rocky - STOLE YA FLOW (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
Was independent, my niggas got major business
We in the building, my nigga, not just some tenants
You just a sensitive nigga still in his feelings
You bit the image, my nigga, I had to switch it, uh
First you stole my flow, so I stole yo' bitch
I can't trust a soul, just my pole and my kids
Swear to never lie, cross my heart, hope to die, uh
Then I sold the switch, then I hit it with a kiss, mwah
All red Mary Janes, just to match the 'Rari paint
Been shittin' on everything, wasn't even potty trained
Niggas getting BBLs, lucky we don't body shame
Throwin' dirt on Rocky name, turn around and copy game (Ready made, ready made)
Peace homes, black on black, peace stones
Black onyx, black diamonds shinin', black jeans on
All black Chrome, black whip, black iPhone
Black hoodie, black boy don't dance, mostly gangsta boogie
Stole my flow, so I stole yo' bitch (Bitch)
If you stole my style, I need at least like ten percent (What?)
All due disrespect, I hope you take offense
I'ma leave my print, and I won't leave you shit (Ready made, ready made)
Was independent, my niggas got major business
We in the building, my nigga, not just some tenants
You just a sensitive nigga still in his feelings
You bit the image, my nigga, I had to switch it, uh (Ready made, ready made)
First you was my bro, pussy nigga switched
Turned into a opp, fuck his block, he a bitch, boy
Just might pull up to yo' crib, spin it like the rent, uh
Spend it like the time that you ain't spendin' with yo' kids (Ready made, ready made)
We take these boys to school, they try to Columbine ya (Yeah)
Word to Tyler, we see you bomb like Oppenheimer (Yeah)
Couple milli' just to rock at a fuckin' concert (Yeah)
Headliner, bottom line, I'm 'bout my dollar (Yeah, ready made, ready made)
They say, "Flacko, where you been? Feel like you deprived us" (Yeah)
Only goat with a llama, friendly reminder (Yeah)
Our Father, I pray to always strive and prosper (Yeah)
Now I'm a father, my bitch badder than my toddler (Yeah, ready made, ready made)
My baby momma Rihanna, so we unbothered (Yeah, woo, woo)
Hip-hop is my house, welcome to mi casa, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Take me back to the days in the club (Yeah)
When your boys gotta hold you up while she dutty wine ya (Yeah)
Don't you steal my flow, so I stole yo' bitch
I can't trust a soul, just my pole and my kid
Swear to never lie, right hand up to God
Then I sold the switch, then I hit it with a kiss, mwah
First you stole my flow, so I stole yo' bitch
If you stole my style, I need at least like ten percent, look
All due disrespect, I hope you take offense
I'ma leave my print, and I won't leave you- (Ready made, ready made)
The rest of you motherfuckers, just sit back and wait
Quit actin' like groupies and shit
Wanna be like me so motherfuckin' bad
So when a maggot tell me about handlin' business
Bein' about it, makin' his money and still doin' what the fuck he wanna do
Then you can come up here and tell me some shit
Nigga, I'm just here to tell you stories, that's it
I ain't gotta explain to you motherfuckers every single little detail, and why and where and which and why
And all this shit about all, every last decision in my motherfuckin' life
I don't owe you shit
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![DMX - Party Up (Up in Here) [Clean] [Lyrics]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Xo1cLHYQJmI/mqdefault.jpg "DMX - Party Up (Up in Here) [Clean] [Lyrics]
DMX - Party Up (Up in Here) [Clean] [Lyrics]
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Lyrics:
[Intro: DMX]
Uh
Uh
Woo
[Chorus: DMX]
Yall gon make me lose my mind
Up in here, up in here
Yall gon make me go all out
Up in here, up in here
Yall gon make me act a fool
Up in here, up in here
Yall gon make me lose my cool
Up in here, up in here
[Verse 1: DMX]
If I gots to bring it to you cowards, then its gonna be quick (Aight)
All your mans that been to jail before sucked my (Woo)
And all them other cats you run with, get done with dumb quick
How the **** you gon cross the dog on some bum (Uh)? (Aight)
There go the gun click, 911 (What)
All over some dumb (Ooh), aint that some (Uh)?
Yall **** remind me of a strip club
Cause every time you come around, its like what?
I just gotta get my **** sucked
And I dont know who the fuck you think you talkin to
But Im not him, aight, Slim? So watch what you do
Or you gon find yourself buried next to someone else
And we all thought you loved yourself
But that couldnt have been the issue
Or maybe they just saying that now cause they miss you
Tried to diss you
Thats why you laying on your back
Looking at the roof of the church
Preacher tellin the truth and it hurts
[Chorus: DMX]
Yall gon make me lose my mind
Up in here, up in here
Yall gon make me go all out
Up in here, up in here
Yall gon make me act a fool
Up in here, up in here
Yall gon make me lose my cool
Up in here, up in here
[Verse 2: DMX]
Off the chain, I leave **** soft in the brain
Cause (Woo) still want the fame off the name
First of all, you aint rapped long enough
To be (uh) with me, and you, you aint strong enough
So whatever it is you puffin on
That got you think that you Superman, I got the Kryptonite
Should I smack him with my **** or the mic?
Yall (uh) is characters, not even good actors
Whats gon be the outcome? (Hmm), lets add up all the factors
You wack, you twisted, your girls a (Woo)
You broke, the kid aint yours and everybody know
Your old man say you stupid, you be like, So?
I love my baby mother, Ill never let her go
Im tired of weak (err) whining over **** that dont belong to them, **** is wrong with them?
They **** it up for real **** like my mans and them
Who get it all on the strength of the hands with them
Man...
[Chorus: DMX]
Yall gon make me lose my mind
Up in here, up in here
Yall gon make me go all out
Up in here, up in here
Yall gon make me act a fool
Up in here, up in here
Yall gon make me lose my cool
Up in here, up in here
[Verse 3: DMX]
I bring down rain so heavy it hurts the head
No more talking, put him in the dirt instead
You keep walking, less you tryna end up red
Cause if I end up fed, yall end up dead
Cause yous a soft type (what)
Fake up North type (woo)
Get pushed like a soft white (err)
Dog is a dog, bloods thicker than water
We done been through the mud and we quicker to slaughter
The bigger the order, the more guns we brung out
Run up in there, everybody come out, dont nobody burn out
Sun in to sun out, Ima keep the gun out
**** running his mouth, Ima blow his lung out
Listen, your (woo) is about to be missin
You know who gon find you? (Who?), some old man fishin
Grandma wishin your souls at rest
But its hard to digest with the size of the hole in your chest
[Chorus: DMX]
Yall gon make me lose my mind
Up in here, up in here
Yall gon make me go all out
Up in here, up in here
Yall gon make me act a fool
Up in here, up in here
Yall gon make me lose my cool
Up in here, up in here
[Bridge: DMX, Swizz Beatz]
Hold up, one, two, meet me outside
Meet me outside, meet me outside
All my Ruff Ryders gon meet me outside
Meet me outside, meet me outside
All my big ballers gon meet me outside
Meet me outside, meet me outside
All my fly ladies gon meet me outside
Meet me outside, meet me outside
All my street-street people, meet me outside
Meet me outside, outside, mother—, uh
[Outro: Swizz Beatz]
X has got yall bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Dark Man X got yall bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Swizz-Swizz got yall bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
Ruff Ryders got yall bouncin again
Bouncin again, bounce-bouncin again
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