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Jelly Roll - I Need You (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
Father, forgive me
For I know I have sinned
Close my eyes and I pray
'Cause I feel the sky's falling on me (The sky's falling on me)
And the walls caving in and I feel like I just cannot breathe (Like I just cannot breathe)
And I feel like (Feel like)
I may lose my mind (Mind)
This is real life (Real life)
Can anyone hear my cries? (Cries)
Will you forgive me? (Will you forgive me?)
I can't shake this depression and I'm always stressing
And nobody feels me
Baby, I need you (Baby, I need you)
Baby, I need you (Baby, I need you)
No more bargaining back and forth
Arguing's what we agreed to
If I fall out into space
Will my problems finally fade?
I need you, I keep rolling and smoking
And blowing to deal with these problems (Deal with these problems)
I keep drinking and popping these pills
But it never resolves 'em (It never resolves 'em)
And I feel like (Feel like)
It's my time to bloom
This is real life (Real life)
I'm 'bout to explode (Explode)
Will you forgive me? (Will you forgive me?)
I can't shake this depression and I'm always stressing
And nobody feels me
Baby, I need you (Baby, I need you)
Baby, I need you (Baby, I need you)
No more bargaining back and forth
Arguing's what we agreed to
If I fall out into space
Will my problems finally fade?
If I fall out into space
Will my problems finally fade?
I need you
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Jelly Roll - I Need You (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
Father, forgive me
For I know I have sinned
Close my eyes and I pray
'Cause I feel the sky's falling on me (The sky's falling on me)
And the walls caving in and I feel like I just cannot breathe (Like I just cannot breathe)
And I feel like (Feel like)
I may lose my mind (Mind)
This is real life (Real life)
Can anyone hear my cries? (Cries)
Will you forgive me? (Will you forgive me?)
I can't shake this depression and I'm always stressing
And nobody feels me
Baby, I need you (Baby, I need you)
Baby, I need you (Baby, I need you)
No more bargaining back and forth
Arguing's what we agreed to
If I fall out into space
Will my problems finally fade?
I need you, I keep rolling and smoking
And blowing to deal with these problems (Deal with these problems)
I keep drinking and popping these pills
But it never resolves 'em (It never resolves 'em)
And I feel like (Feel like)
It's my time to bloom
This is real life (Real life)
I'm 'bout to explode (Explode)
Will you forgive me? (Will you forgive me?)
I can't shake this depression and I'm always stressing
And nobody feels me
Baby, I need you (Baby, I need you)
Baby, I need you (Baby, I need you)
No more bargaining back and forth
Arguing's what we agreed to
If I fall out into space
Will my problems finally fade?
If I fall out into space
Will my problems finally fade?
I need you
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![Casper TNG - The Market Remix ft. A Boogie Wit da Hoodie (Lyrics)
Casper TNG - The Market Remix ft. A Boogie Wit da Hoodie (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
[Intro: Casper TNG]
Fuckin up the market
Fuckin up the market
Im just fuckin up the market
Not too many bitches I did not hit, yeah
[Verse 1: Casper TNG]
I keep fuckin up the market
Not too many bitches I did not hit
I dont even think that she love me or hate me
I just think she lookin at my pockets
If Im broke, she gon leave me regardless
If Im up, she gon stay, thats a promise
Im tryna keep it honest (Heath Stone)
Im really goin all in
I really took a bitch up out the projects
Tryna see what its like, its a project
I might even feel like love you for now
But later on Ill know that it was non-sense
And why cant you just see me
For who I really am?
The killer of your friend
More times Im just runnin up checks
More times Im just
[Chorus: Casper TNG]
Im just fuckin up the market
Not too many bitches I did not hit
Yeah, I think its kinda toxic
And she keep tryna tell me that I hit her friend
I thought that it was obvious
And lately Ive been poppin all these Percocets
They tryna tell me, Stop it
Im just fuckin up the market
Im fuckin up the market
Not too many bitches I did not hit
Yeah, I think I need to stop it
Im out of town fuckin up the market
And I know Im fuckin up your profit
When I see the cops, get nauseous
Everywhere I go, Im tryna fuck up the market
[Verse 2: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Fuckin up the market
All these hoes got me heartless (Heartless)
Diamonds shine in the darkness (Darkness)
So damn fly, DTB but youre still my type (Yeah)
I got love for you cause you still fuck with me for me
And I still use my tank top as a holster
Told broski when he shoot, Use two hands
Huh, put a nigga face on a carton
Even when I stayed in those partments
You was by my side like an armpit
Any nigga play, they will cop it
I cant say his name cause he kill for a livin
Its gettin out of pocket
Seventeen hoes in the bisha, we litty
Lets take off like a rocket
My ex cant wait to call me toxic (Its gettin kind of toxic)
Hard to find somebody I can talk with
Just me and my dog like Im John Wick
Now its no key, push it to start it
X on your head, we can mark it
My ex label me as a narcissist
Stacked up my chips like they Pringles
I came back inside of the big body rocket
[Verse 3: 100Bandplan]
Baby, aint it obvious?
Geekin off these pills, got me nauseous (On God)
Back then I was fuckin up the rap, trap
Nowadays I’m fuckin up the market
Tryna fuck all her friends to be honest
G34 dunk a nigga like Giannis (Rrr)
To be honest (Rrr)
Finna talk my shit, finna pop my shit right now
Im done being modest
[Chorus: Casper TNG & 100Bandplan]
Im just fuckin up the market (Oh)
Not too many bitches I did not hit (On God)
Yeah, I think its kinda toxic
And she keep tryna tell me that I hit her friend
I thought that it was obvious (Yeah)
And lately Ive been poppin all these Percocets
They tryna tell me, Stop it (Yeah)
Im just fuckin up the market
Im fuckin up the market
Not too many bitches I did not hit
Yeah, I think I need to stop it
Im out of town fuckin up the market
And I know Im fuckin up your profit
When I see the cops, get nauseous
Everywhere I go, Im tryna fuck up the market
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![Pop Smoke - Hawk Em (Music Video)
Pop Smoke - Hawk Em (Music Video)
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Lyrics:
[Intro]
Traphouse Mob
Uh, haha
Big, what up? Aha
Trav, what up?
(This is a Melo beat)
Yo, Boof, what up?
[Verse]
Its big 092MLBOA (Free Nappy Blue), uh
K with it, K with it (Uh, Free D-Nice, Free Clax)
Niggas know that we dont play with it (R.I.P. all them, free the guys)
Big .38 gon hawk em
Two stripes, sauce it (Woo, woo)
Bentley, park it (Uh)
Hit him up if he Team Larkin (Baow)
I keep a TEC when Im walkin (Grrt)
Hands off the wheel when Im parking, uh
Its still Amiri for the denim
I bet I send em to heaven (Woo)
They take advantage if you let em (Nah), uh
Blue dot, stalking (Stalking)
I like my white opps blue, uh (Woo, woo)
K with it, K with it
Cause I got some black opps too (Baow)
Walk in, walk out (Grrt, baow)
What the fuck is all the talk bout? (Uh)
I bet I shake up the room (Woo)
Get straight passion (Theres a whole lotta passion)
Zip em up, bag em (Uh)
Louis V, Louis V, Louis V
SP, suvy (Grr, baow)
I bet he make a movie (Woo, woo)
I bet he clap your kufi (Woo)
K with it
Niggas know that we dont play with it (Grrt)
I make a action movie
Raining, pouring (Rrr)
Say the wrong thing and we on em
Three stripes, chalk em (Grrt)
Lightning, thunder
And bro just beat a body
They tried to give him a quarter
Earthquake, cordless (Grrt, baow)
Pop Smoke, gorgeous
Im a gentleman and gangster, double G
Niggas know theres only one of me (Uh)
Big .38 gon hawk em (Woo)
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![Britney Spears - (You Drive Me) Crazy [Lyrics]
Britney Spears - (You Drive Me) Crazy [Lyrics]
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Lyrics:
Baby, Im so into you
You got that something, what can I do?
Baby, you spin me around, oh
The earth is moving, but I cant feel the ground
Every time you look at me
My heart is jumping, its easy to see
Loving you means so much more
More than anything I ever felt before
You drive me crazy, I just cant sleep
Im so excited, Im in too deep
Oh, crazy, but it feels alright
Baby, thinking of you keeps me up all night
Oh-oh
Tell me youre so into me
That Im the only one you will see
Tell me Im not in the blue, oh
That Im not wasting my feelings on you
Loving you means so much more
More than anything I ever felt before
You drive me crazy, I just cant sleep
Im so excited, Im in too deep
Oh, crazy, but it feels alright
Baby, thinking of you keeps me up all night
Crazy, I just cant sleep
Im so excited, Im in too deep
Crazy, but it feels alright
Every day and every night
You drive me crazy (You drive me crazy, baby)
Im so excited, Im in too deep
Oh, crazy (You make me feel alright)
Baby, thinking of you keeps me up all night (Oh-oh)
You drive me crazy (You drive me crazy, baby)
Yeah, yeah
Oh, crazy, but it feels alright (You drive me)
Baby, thinking of you keeps me up all night
Baby, thinking of you keeps me up all night
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![JayDaYoungan - Interstate (Lyrics)
JayDaYoungan - Interstate (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
[Chorus]
She like, Baby where you at?
I told her Im on the interstate
Was like the other day I talk to Chapo, told me he was straight
He still on that bullshit, even though he locked up in the gates
(In em gates)
But they just free my brother Guap
So now its right back to the cake (Back to the K)
I be catchin plays clutchin ks know where you stay
Pussy boy you better not play
Advise dont get in my way (Get in my way)
Clutchin bad got me wearing jackets all in fucking may
Gettin cash this what make me happy rest of that shit fake
[Verse 1]
I do whatever to get paid
Yeah I get money every way (Every way)
They say Im stuck in my ways
And Im like bitch get out my face (Get out my face)
We cant link up its to late
Don’t want friends they all snakes (They all snakes)
Dock the show when Im on stage
They count the back end with my bae
Since I came up, they say I changed up
Bitch you know I stay with a banga
One in the chamber (Bop, bop, bop)
Since you been tryna get your name up
You gon be famous
Bitch we gon blow yo fuckin brains up
And leave you banged up
[Pre-Chorus]
My cousin Boo tell me dont trip
He playin again go fuck his face up
Everything I say the truth
Get off my dick and get yo cake up
These niggas act like my bitch and put on thongs and wear some makeup
We always did our shit I guess thats the reason they hate us
[Chorus]
She like, Baby where you at?
I told her Im on the interstate
It was like the other day I talk to Chapo
Told me he was straight
He still on that bullshit, even though he locked up in the gates
But they just free my brother Guap dont get in my way
Clutchin bad got me wearing jackets out in fucking may
Gettin cash this what make me happy rest of that shit fake
[Verse 2]
New York in the uber Im faded
Sipping lean im in love with the taste
Keep guns like I was in the navy
My time right now shit crazy
Cant lie it feel amazing
Lil bitch wanna have my baby
I cant fuck all night gotta catch my flight so you know I aint stayin
For better days I been praying
Im never gone hold out my hand
I was lit when I pull up on dan
Smoking loud I cant hear whatchu saying (cant hear what you sayin)
My pockets stay full of them bandz (stay full of them bandz)
For my family I do what I can
[Bridge]
All that fake love thats that shit that I dont need
Shit so deep when I cry my eyes bleed
Say they fuck with me
I know they dont fuck with me
Im getting it in they been having time to sleep
[Chorus]
She like, Baby where you at?
I told her Im on the interstate
It was like the other day I talk to Chapo
Told me he was straight
He still on that bullshit, even though he locked up in the gates
But they just free my brother Guapvise dont get in my way
Clutchin bad got me wearing jackets all in fucking may
Gettin cash this what make me happy rest of that shit fake
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![Pop Smoke - Mannequin ft. Lil Tjay (Music Video)
Pop Smoke - Mannequin ft. Lil Tjay (Music Video)
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Lyrics:
[Intro: Pop Smoke]
TrapHouseMob (Woo, grrt)
Whats rockin, cuz? (Woo, woo, woo, bah)
Ayy, CZR, you did a mazza still (Bah)
This is a Melo Beat (Bah, bah), look
[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
Dior on my body (Woo, uh)
Head to toe like a mannequin (Mannequin)
Amiri denims got them panickin (Woo)
I pour a four in my Fanta (Fanta)
If my opps in a foreign (Foreign)
Then we shootin up the Phantom
Dior on my body (Uh)
Head to toe like a mannequin
Amiri denims got them panickin
I pour a four in my Fanta
If my opps in a foreign (Grrt)
Then we shootin up the Phantom (Bah)
[Verse 1: Lil Tjay & Pop Smoke]
Big Glock up on my hip (Woo)
That mean I dont ever slip (Woo)
Run up on me, Ima whack a nigga
Clap a nigga, skate off in the whip (Bah)
Gucci foreign, see the drip (Uh)
Fifty-five hundred the fit (Woo)
55K on my wrist (Bah)
Im tired of jackin, my money legit (Grrt)
[Verse 2: Pop Smoke]
Trav got the Urus, Boy got the Huracan
I got the Range, and all of them paid
Im from the Floss, Im a double G
And I know bout puttin in pain
I spent fifty on my left wrist (Woo)
Another hundred on the chain (Woo)
Try to reach and we takin shots close range (Bah)
[Verse 3: Lil Tjay & Pop Smoke]
Baow, bang, hit his brain (Woo, woo)
Catch me an opp, Ima treat him and beat him and show him he lame (Grrt)
I lost my brother, shit wont be the same
Ever since then, I been goin insane (Bah)
Do it for Smelly, I do it for gang
And nina gon wet em up, show em my pain (Grrt)
[Verse 4: Pop Smoke]
Big Louboutin for the steppin
Big .38 for the weapon
And I catch a case for nothin (Nothin)
I back the Wraith for nothin (For nothin)
Gas em up, Getty (Getty)
Rock steady, rock steady (Steady)
Shots hit your belly (Woo)
Runtz pack got me deady (Woo)
[Verse 5: Lil Tjay & Pop Smoke]
Checks, Chevy
Swing at BOA, we ready
R.I.P. them fallen soldiers
Screamin free my nigga Melly (Grrt)
All this shit been in my mind
Smokin dope, Im gettin deady (Woo, woo)
Lotta pressures on my shoulders
Steady movin, but its heavy (Grrt)
I was posted by the deli
Any means to get it, early morning, I was ready (Bah)
Think I fell in love with fetti
She give super neck, I think I fell in love with Betty (Woo, woo)
Tati ate it like spaghetti
I aint even mean to say it, but Im bein petty
2020, vision steady
You know I aint finna hesi
Crossover for the cheddy
[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
Dior on my body (Uh)
Head to toe like a mannequin (Mannequin)
Amiri denims got them panickin (Woo)
I pour a four in my Fanta (Fanta)
If my opps in a foreign (Foreign)
Then we shootin up the Phantom
Dior on my body (Uh)
Head to toe like a mannequin
Amiri denims got them panickin
I pour a four in my Fanta
If my opps in a foreign (Grrt)
Then we shootin up the Phantom (Bah)
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![Pop Smoke - Brother Man (Lyrics)
Pop Smoke - Brother Man (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
[Intro]
Ricos going crazy again
Uh, mmh
Ayy, ayy, ooh
This is a Melo beat
Look, uh
Its a lot of talk on my name, nigga
Woo
Uh, uh (Aint playing with these niggas)
Look, look
[Chorus]
Said I ride for my brothers, woo, woo
Brother man, brother man, look
Said I ride for my brothers
Brother man, brother man, uh
Brother man, brother man
[Verse 1]
Big guns, bake em (Bake em)
Run down, chase em (Chase em)
Hold em for ransom, take em (Take em)
Dropping them rakes, rake em (Rake em)
G check, check in
Kickback, Tekken
Bitch, Im a giant, Beckham
All of my niggas reckless
If I call Dread, then you dead (Woo, woo)
Cause he on what we on
Cowboy Dior
Sun out, tee on (Woo, woo)
Flea on, flea on
Yeah, I got my flea on
If you dont like me, damnit (Damnit)
Im in and out Phantoms (Phantoms)
Get mad, tantrum (Tantrum)
It can get lit like a candle (Candle)
Bust it up, Tander
Fuck all the opps, random
I know how to fight, tango
You get found in the trash, scandal
[Chorus]
Said I ride for my brothers, woo, woo
Brother man, brother man, look
Said I ride for my brothers
Brother man, brother man, uh
Brother man, brother man
Said I ride for my brothers, woo, woo
Brother man, brother man, look
Said I ride for my brothers
Brother man, brother man, uh
Brother man, brother man
[Verse 2]
Please dont talk out your mouth
Bet I air it, hit anyone near you
Stand tall, pussy nigga, I dare you
Clean it up, Ill have somebody take care of you
Watch him get hit while Im sitting and staring
Im with the Straights and the Apes talking Stone to Stone
Break backs, Im talking bones and bones
Hit em up then Im going, Im gone
Big Patek, yeah, cologne
Pop Smoke famous, up it, aim it
Free Melly Gz out the cages
Dangerous, dangerous
Rovers, Ranges, Demons, satan
Get straight cashin, Travy apein
Two carats, icy, saucing, waving
Caked up, caking, shake em, shake it
Gun in hand, gun in hand
I ride for my brothers and only my brothers
You understand, understand
Understand, understand
[Chorus]
Said I ride for my brothers, woo, woo
Brother man, brother man, look
Said I ride for my brothers
Brother man, brother man, uh
Brother man, brother man
Said I ride for my brothers, woo, woo
Brother man, brother man, look
Said I ride for my brothers
Brother man, brother man, uh
Brother man, brother man
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![Pop Smoke - Dior (Remix) ft. Gunna [Music Video]
Pop Smoke - Dior (Remix) ft. Gunna [Music Video]
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Lyrics:
[Intro: Pop Smoke]
Traphouse Mob
Huh, roll another one
Said Im never lackin, always pistol packing (This is a Melo beat)
With them automatics, we gon send him to heaven (Huh)
Wait, wait, wait, wait, ayy, ayy, woo (Aw, shit), huh
Oh, you feelin sturdy, huh? (You feelin sturdy, man)
Shake some, huh
Shake it, huh, shake it, huh, shake it, huh
[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
She like the way that I dance
She like the way that I move
She like the way that I rock
She like the way that I woo
And she let it clap for a nigga
(She let it clap for a nigga)
And she throw it back for a nigga
(Yeah, she throw it back for a nigga)
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean (Uh)
Christian Dior, Dior
Im up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I rrr
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean (Uh)
Christian Dior, Dior
Im up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I rrr
[Verse 1: Pop Smoke]
When I walk in the spot, thirty on me
Buy out the club, niggas know that Im paid
Bitch, Im a thot, get me lit
I cant fuck with these niggas cause niggas is gay
All on my page suckin dick
All in my comments and screamin my name
While Im in the club, throwin them hundreds and fifties and ones and ones
Pop Smoke, they know Im wildin
If Im on the island, Im snatchin the cell
Brody got locked, denied his bail
Until he free, Im raisin hell
Tell my shooters call me FaceTime
For all the times we had to face time
Free D-Nice, he doin state time
If you need the glizzy, you could take mine
Please dont come out your mouth, you know Im like that
Ill make a movie like TNT
Glock-30 on me, ask who really want it
I bet I air it like BNB
Nappy Blue wildin in my section
And I keep that .38 for the weapon
Remember when I came home from corrections
All the bad bitches in my direction
[Chorus: Pop Smoke & Gunna]
She like the way that I dance
She like the way that I move
She like the way that I rock
She like the way that I woo
And she let it clap for a nigga
(She let it clap for a nigga)
And she throw it back for a nigga
(Yeah, she throw it back for a nigga)
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean (Uh)
Christian Dior, Dior
Im up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I rrr (GunWunna)
[Verse 2: Gunna]
New Givenchy, new Givenchy
Hop out the Quattroporte
Walk in Fendi rockin Fendi
F print on the corduroys (Corduroys)
I pull up Aventador (Ador)
I lift up the doors ajar (Doors ajar)
These broke niggas shoppin at Ross (Ross)
We back in Dior, Dior (Dior, Dior, Christian Dior)
I got Valentino denim (Denim)
Brand new Mike Amiri denim (Denim)
And these Ricky Owens denims (Denim)
I drop the bag, they gonna hit em (Hit em)
This baddie wanna pop a Skittle (Skittle)
Im tired of niggas tellin riddles (Riddles)
Take that foreign, whippin through the ghetto (Skrrt)
ZO6 Vette slime green, ridin 911 Porsche yellow (Skrrt)
Plain Patek and an AP, they got fifty pointers in the bezel (Bezel)
Speedin, whippin like Toretto (Toretto)
Push these Pradas to the pedal (Yeah)
Make her swallow down the middle (The middle)
We some giants, niggas little
[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
She like the way that I dance
She like the way that I move
She like the way that I rock
She like the way that I woo
And she let it clap for a nigga
(She let it clap for a nigga)
And she throw it back for a nigga
(Yeah, she throw it back for a nigga)
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean (Uh)
Christian Dior, Dior
Im up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I rrr
Mike Amiri, Mike Amiri
Billie Jean, Billie Jean (Uh)
Christian Dior, Dior
Im up in all the stores
When it rains, it pours
She like the way I rrr
[Outro]
Traphouse Mob
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