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Debra Snipes and The Angels - So Many Times (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
So many times
the Lord made a way for me
So many times
the Lord made a way for me
He picked me up
oh yes He did
And turned me around
He placed my feet
on solid ground
So many times
the Lord made a way for me
So many times
the Lord made a way for me
Then I was sick
oh Jesus
And thought I wouldn't get well
You healed this old body
my Lord
And now I can tell
So many times
the Lord made a way for me
So many times
the Lord made a way for me
Now sometimes I was up
oh yes I was
And sometimes I was down
Lord
seemed like I was never
never to
to the ground
So many times
the Lord made a way for me
So many times
the Lord made a way for me
Now when I was lost, lost, lost Jesus
And couldn't find my way
You stepped right in
And showed me the way
Lord I thank you
I want to thank you
For holding me
You've been so good
So good to
to me
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Debra Snipes and The Angels - So Many Times (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
So many times
the Lord made a way for me
So many times
the Lord made a way for me
He picked me up
oh yes He did
And turned me around
He placed my feet
on solid ground
So many times
the Lord made a way for me
So many times
the Lord made a way for me
Then I was sick
oh Jesus
And thought I wouldn't get well
You healed this old body
my Lord
And now I can tell
So many times
the Lord made a way for me
So many times
the Lord made a way for me
Now sometimes I was up
oh yes I was
And sometimes I was down
Lord
seemed like I was never
never to
to the ground
So many times
the Lord made a way for me
So many times
the Lord made a way for me
Now when I was lost, lost, lost Jesus
And couldn't find my way
You stepped right in
And showed me the way
Lord I thank you
I want to thank you
For holding me
You've been so good
So good to
to me
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![Moone Walker - Lizzo 2 ft. Big Money Blitz, Kevin Gates (Lyrics)
Moone Walker - Lizzo 2 ft. Big Money Blitz, Kevin Gates (Lyrics)
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Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/track/0pVAA3XM4L2l9WB878mKod
Lyrics:
[Intro]
(Run-It-Up)
[Chorus: Moone Walker]
She got a little bit of stomach, but thats okay, uh
She gon let a real nigga eat her
I appreciate a woman with a whole lotta cake, uh
Baby, thats a whole lotta shape
If I die, then I die, baby, ride my face, uh
Ima wrap my arm around your waist
And hold on real tight while you do it
Twerk like Lizzo when you ride to the music
[Verse 1: Moone Walker]
Im a different kind of breed when it come to this here
Gotta be a certain kind of size when it come to this ride, Ima give you what you need from the rear
Girl, Im tryna push your knees to your ear
Inhale, Дxhale like youre tryna makД a fist on me, uh
Love it when you clinch on me
Round four, give you time to regroup
Then youre blowin on the hitter like a flute
I come pack while Im strokin, give me that motion
Got a hitter sinnin like a heathen
And I already told you that I like a lot of food on my plate
Big boy, so you know Im not vegan
Now tell me how you want it like Pac, you can climb on top
Six-ninin, I aint talkin bout Tekashi
And I dont give a damn about your stomach, baby, ride my face
Catwalk, treat me like a Kawasaki
[Chorus: Moone Walker]
She got a little bit of stomach, but thats okay, uh
She gon let a real nigga eat her
I appreciate a woman with a whole lotta cake, uh
Baby, thats a whole lotta shape
If I die, then I die, baby, ride my face, uh
Ima wrap my arm around your waist
And hold on real tight while you do it (Really be like that sometimes)
Twerk like Lizzo when you ride to the music (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: Big Money Blitz]
Four zips in a Sprite, in the styrofoam, the ice, I like my drink muddy (Dirty)
Bitch, dont bring yourself, ho, if you aint gon bring your buddy
No cap, bitch, I mean that, the baddest, I done seen that
Yall be where the fiends at, I be where the green at (Yeah)
I be ridin down 85, smokin 93, doin eighty-five (Yeah, yeah)
I got diamonds in my teeth, they be shinin when I speak, look like diamonds all I eat (Yeah)
[Chorus: Moone Walker]
She got a little bit of stomach, but thats okay
Appreciate a woman with a whole lotta cake
If I die, then I die, baby, ride my face
Hold on real tight while you do it
Twerk like Lizzo when you rideâ
[Verse 3: Kevin Gates]
Please stand flat-footed, put your hands on your knees
Arch in your back, left hand your oblique
Make a fist with your pussy, yes, maam, make it squeeze
In the mirror, make you feel it in your kidney
Slow motion when you push back on it, I command you to breathe
Dick stand at attention, you salute, then at ease
Hmm, Im the truth, you agree
Im a god in the streets, Im a don, Im a king
This conversation stay between you and me
Any sexual injustice you make, Im respondin (For real)
You sexy, that pressure, cant wait to apply it
You really wan ride, still afraid to acknowledge
While liftin that weight, I was thinkin about you
You look in my eyes while you sit up on top
Put your hands on my chest while you ridin, you rockin
I grip on your body, you come on and pop it, yeah
[Outro: Moone Walker]
She got, got, got
She got
She got
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![Nas - Shoot em Up (Music Video)
Nas - Shoot em Up (Music Video)
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Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/track/20ZubgobJ4AeBg70OhGENM?si=5ddcf0d0ff4244eb
Lyrics:
[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah! (Yo)
Uhh
[Verse 1]
One .44, two .45s
Three loaded clips, four niggas roll, one nigga drives
Five-hundred Benz, six reasons why this kid should die
We shooting every mothafucka outside
Pulled on his block, jumped out the car
Guns in our hand, at the same time everybody ran
There that nigga go, hiding in the crowd
Let the trigger blow, seven shots, now he lying on the ground
Blood on the floor then we shot some more
Niggas he was with, two niggas hit, one nigga fell
One tried to run, go get him, son
Make sure hes done fore we bail, I aint tryna go to jail
Must handle beef, code of the street, load up the heat
If these nigga think they could fuck around
Real niggas do real things by all means
Niggas knowing how we get down, it goes
[Chorus]
Shoot em up, just shoot em up, what?
(Kill-kill-kill, murder-murder-murder)
Shoot em up, just shoot em up, what?
(Kill-kill-kill, murder-murder-murder)
Shoot em up, just shoot em up, what?
(Kill-kill-kill, murder-murder-murder)
Shoot em up, just shoot em up, what?
(Kill-kill-kill, murder-murder-murder)
[Verse 2]
Driving through the roads, Suburban Chevrolet
Six tinted windows, and Im on my way
To get up with my hoes, I pull up to they house
Not a freak to be heard, nobody came out
Ringing the bell, where in the hell could they be at?
Im about to leave stepping slow, where my truck was at
Who the fuck is that? Could it be a jack?
Now pull my strap, its my man and we have the same plan
There them bitches go, Civic 94
Looking funny though, open up the car door, funny smile
Fuck two already, third ass was heavy
Nas, this is Sherry, Sherry, this is Nas and his man, ready?
Walked in the house, snatched off they clothes
Ran through them hoes, plenty ice, that they all seemed to like
Cant find my man, heard a blam-blam
Now Im wondering, In this scam, do I even stand a chance?
He killed the hoes, took all they dough
Fire in his eyes, higher than the sky, coming down the stairs
Now he wanting mine, reaching for my nine
Aiming with our guns at each others face, at the same time
My nine on his lips, his fifth on my chin, I start whispering
Put your gun down, we can skip town
Rocked him to sleep, pushed back his meat
Lift off his chain, took his shit, emptied out close range
[Chorus]
Shoot em up, just shoot em up, what?
(Kill-kill-kill, murder-murder-murder)
Shoot em up, just shoot em up, what?
(Kill-kill-kill, murder-murder-murder)
Shoot em up, just shoot em up, what?
Shoot em up, just shoot em up, what?
(Kill-kill-kill, murder-murder-murder)
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![Pop Smoke - Gangstas (Lyrics)
Pop Smoke - Gangstas (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
[Intro]
Them niggas gotta hear what the fuck Im talkin bout (Woo, woo)
(I be in Newâ
York)
Feelâ
me, Lil Z?â
(I be in New York withâ
the gangsters)
On your set with some real shit, nigga (Gangsters)
(Swirv)
Iâdontâwantânone of thatâextra loud shit
Thisâaint none of that rainbow hair shit
Know what Im sayin? (I be in New York with the gangsters)
This the real streets shit, yeah, nigga
(I be in New York with the gangsters)
Fuckin voice of the streets, man
Its like Jesus walkin (Woozin automatics)
More like Christopher Walking, man (I be with the Straights and the Apes)
Yall know whats up (Talkin stone to stone)
(Bringin bags, we dont wanna hear nothin bout it)
(Free all my niggas, free all the streets)
[Chorus]
I be in New York with the gangsters
Know a nigga thatll shoot you for a Tander (Tander, grrt)
If my opps is chillin in the foreign (Bah, foreign)
Then my niggas shootin up the Phantom (Phantom, bah, bah, bah)
I be in New York with the gangsters (Woo)
Know a nigga thatll shoot you for a Tander (Tander, bah)
If my opps is chillin in the foreign (You lackin ass niggas)
Then my niggas shootin up the Phantom (Grrt)
[Verse]
.44 got a kickback (Bah)
Click-clack, get back (Bah)
Shots at your rib pack (Grrt)
Or you can get chin checked (Woo)
Them twirlin niggas actin up (Actin up)
So niggas packed him up (Pack him up)
Brazy was actin tough (Dweeb)
Til niggas slapped him up (Pussy)
Pop Smoke on top (Haha)
Niggas mad as fuck (Mad)
Six by six, big Benz on my wrist (Grrt)
If you dont got your nails done, you are not it (Woo)
Automatically on the blocked list (Blocked, bitch)
Niggas talkin bout they guns (Guns), but never shot shit (Cap)
Might as well put a cap on it, all over with a chopstick (Pussy)
Run up and Im brandin them, take a nigga shoppin (Bitch)
Reach and Im branchin it cause I dont know who watchin (Im on point)
Its a Ginger Ale and Henny day, eased up on the crÚme brûlée (Hahaha)
38s on the block (Bah), a nigga wont hesitate (Bah)
Had to move these bitches up (Move up) cause they was in the way
I wouldnt want them to get shot by an enemy
[Chorus]
I be in New York with the gangsters (And whats up?)
Know a nigga thatll shoot you for a Tander (Tander, grrt)
If my opps is chillin in the foreign (Bah, foreign)
Then my niggas shootin up the Phantom (Phantom, bah, bah, bah)
I be in New York with the gangsters (Woo)
Know a nigga thatll shoot you for a Tander (Tander, bah)
If my opps is chillin in the foreign (You lackin ass niggas)
Then my niggas shootin up the Phantom (Grrt)
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![Key Glock - MANNISH (Lyrics)
Key Glock - MANNISH (Lyrics)
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Spotify:
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Lyrics:
[Intro]
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Fuck em up (Whew)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Hoes on hoes, they say Im mannish
She gold on gold (Whew), I Trinidad it (Whew, whew, whew)
My lifes a movie, lights, camera, action
Lil petite bitch tryna get nasty (Yeah)
Heard Im Cutthroat she let me stab it (Cutthroat)
I dont play with hoes (Bitch), Id rather play Madden (Bitch)
Codeine addict, got pints in the cabinet (Whoaw)
Know Im with the mood, you dont even gotta ask me (Uh-huh; The fuck?)
Do I got it on mĐ”? Thats a dumb ass question (Fah)
Nigga Ive been hustlin since an adolДscent (Yeah)
Mr. Glock, baby, Ill teach your ass a lesson (Glizock)
Look around, everybody fly like the Jetsons (Fly)
Whew, whew, whew (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah; Yeah)
[Verse]
Made a couple Ms off Youtube
About to put a sex tape up on Hulu
Blend in with the wind, Im too smooth
Glizock be the name, nigga, who you? (Glizock)
These niggas some bitches, need tutus (Hahaha)
What the helly?
Choppa singin Mariah Carey
Fat bitch waiting on me at the tele (Yeah)
I spent a quarter mil on a Skelly
So many dead presis, shit scary
Goin back broke? I think not
I ran it up, all my opps jelly
If i aint gettin money, Im gettin top
Run your mouth, cut you off, Im petty
I talk that kush grammar like Nelly
Long way from EBT
They want me to quit like CP3, thats not in my blood, that just aint me
Lil bro still spinnin like a DVD
Push the button, let em have it
Bro keep a stick like he know magic
All my bitches rich and classy
[Chorus]
Hoes on hoes, they say Im mannish
She gold on gold (Whew), I Trinidad it (Whew, whew, whew)
My lifes a movie, lights, camera, action
Lil petite bitch tryna get nasty (Yeah)
Heard Im Cutthroat she let me stab it (Cutthroat)
I dont play with hoes (Bitch), Id rather play Madden (Bitch)
Codeine addict, got pints in the cabinet (Whoaw)
Know Im with the mood, you dont even gotta ask me (Uh-huh; The fuck?)
Do I got it on me? Thats a dumb ass question (Fah)
Hoes on hoes, they say Im mannish
She gold on gold (Whew), I Trinidad it (Whew, whew, whew)
My lifes a movie, lights, camera, action
Lil petite bitch tryna get nasty (Yeah)
Heard Im Cutthroat she let me stab it (Cutthroat)
I dont play with hoes (Bitch), Id rather play Madden (Bitch)
Codeine addict, got pints in the cabinet (Whoaw)
Know Im with the mood, you dont even gotta ask me (Uh-huh; The fuck?)
Do I got it on me? Thats a dumb ass question (Fah)
Nigga Ive been hustlin since an adolescent (Yeah)
Mr. Glock, baby, Ill teach your ass a lesson (Glizock)
Look around, everybody fly like the Jetsons (Fly)
Whew, whew, whew (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah; Yeah)
[Outro]
Look around (Whew), everybody fly like the Jetsons (Fly) (Whew)
Look around (Whew), everybody fly like the Jetsons (Fly) (Whew)
Bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Cutthroat La Familia
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![Mario - Break Up ft. Gucci Mane, Sean Garrett (Lyrics)
Mario - Break Up ft. Gucci Mane, Sean Garrett (Lyrics)
Follow:
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Spotify:
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Lyrics:
[Intro: Woman]
Bangladesh
I love you, but I dont think I can love you anymore
[Bridge: Sean Garrett, Mario & Gucci Mane]
When I kiss you so good (Mario!)
Why would you wanna break up? (Gucci, Gucci!)
When this loving is so good
Why would you wanna break up? (Sean Garrett the Pen)
If I hit that so good
Why would you wanna break up? (Gucci!)
If this feeling is so good
Why would you wanna break up? (We goin in, oh!)
[Chorus: Mario & Sean Garrett]
Lovin you, lovin you, lovin you
When Im, when Im lovin you, lovin you
Why would you wanna break up?
Do anything for you
Why would you wanna break up?
See I be driving through your hood
Why would you wanna break up?
[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Now baby girl done dumped me, she no longer wants me
Im no longer hired, she said that I been fired
On to the next one, more fish in the sea
Girls are like busesâmiss one, next fifteen, one comin (Huh)
Gucci Mane crazy and his ice game stuntin (Burr!)
Swag so stupid but the bitch straight dumped me
Over, no more smoking doja
Baby girl went AWOL, she used to be my soldier
[Verse 2: Mario]
(Dont) Dont I lace you with the Gucci?
(Dont) Dont I deck you in the Louie?
(Dont) Dont I make your earlobe freeze?
(Dont) Dont when I dive, I dive deep?
I know I be (Gone) I know I be (Gone)
I know I be (Flirting with them girls)
I know I be (Said I be right back but take too long)
I know I be (Saying I be faithful but I dont)
I know I be making you them promises, then breaking your heart again
Telling you she wasnt who she was then we arguing
But baby, I love you (Oh!)
[Chorus: Mario & Sean Garrett]
Lovin you, lovin you, lovin you
When Im, when Im lovin you, lovin you
Why would you wanna break up?
Do anything for you
Why would you wanna break up?
See I be driving through your hood
Why would you wanna break up?
Lovin you, lovin you, lovin you
When Im, when Im lovin you, lovin you
Why would you wanna break up?
Do anything for you
Why would you wanna break up?
See I be driving through your hood
Why would you wanna break up?
[Verse 3: Sean Garrett]
You might be from the hood but to me (Youre a model)
Everything that I had ever seen (In a model)
If you leavin baby, dont leave me (Til tomorrow)
Tonight we gon get a little tipsy (With a bottle)
You gon get me up, Im gon take em down
Ima change my ways, we gon work it out
Girl, I wouldnt be the same if you was with somebody else
Girl, it wouldnt be the same if I was with somebody else
I know I made mistakes before
Promise you wont get hurt no more
I got what you like and you know
Once you lay down, its on
[Chorus: Mario, Sean Garrett & Gucci Mane]
Lovin you, lovin you, lovin you
When Im, when Im lovin you, lovin you
Why would you wanna break up?
Do anything for you
Why would you wanna break up?
See I be driving through your hood
Why would you wanna break up?
Lovin you, lovin you, lovin you
When Im, when Im lovin you, lovin you
Why would you wanna break up?
Do anything for you
Why would you wanna break up?
See I be driving through your hood (Gucci!)
Why would you wanna break up? (Gucci!)
[Verse 4: Gucci Mane & Mario]
Why you wanna leave me? You should wanna tease me
Being icy aint easy (Burr) I make it look easy (Burr)
Used to cop you Bally (Gucci) let you rock Louis (Gucci)
Now its fuck shawty (Shawty) I dont like Gucci (Gucci, Gucci, oh!)
[Chorus: Mario & Sean Garrett]
Lovin you, lovin you, lovin you
When Im, when Im lovin you, lovin you
Why would you wanna break up?
Do anything for you
Why would you wanna break up?
See I be driving through your hood
Why would you wanna break up?
Lovin you, lovin you, lovin you
When Im, when Im lovin you, lovin you
Why would you wanna break up?
Do anything for you
Why would you wanna break up?
See I be driving through your hood
Why would you wanna break up?
[Outro: Mario]
Why would you, break up, break up, break up? Yeah
Im back, baby...
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