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Lil Durk - Backdoor (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
[Intro]
Oh (Malik on the beat)
(Ayo Bleu)
No, no, no, no
Yeah (Aura)
No, no, no, no (Turn Me Up Josh)
Woah, oh, oh
[Verse 1]
Them niggas act like they don't need us
They do everything we do, they wanna be us
Foenem takin' ecstasy, they tryna T up
He rather go and blow a bag instead of re-up
You wasn't on that block when that shit was goin' on
I wasn't worried about the other side when that shit was goin' on
And we don't hang with different niggas, don't ask us what we on
The only time we'll beat the case, we pull out camera phones
I used to draw Lil Moe name on the Styrofoam
I had to teach the grown niggas right from wrong
What the state had told the jury? They tryna indict us all
The lawyers got them affidavits, they better sign them all, hmm
I had a bad bitch off the 'Gram, she let her titties hang
She told Bandz I bought her a Birkin, I told her anything
I was ridin' 'round with guns in that Bentley thing
We puttin' stickers on our drums, that's a city thing
I hate the niggas who be tryna switch the block up
I be with the killers who'll change a nigga roster
I'm from the part of the city, watch your partner
You ain't did shit to the same nigga who shot ya
'Fore you leave that door, you gotta pick your Glock up
Can't nut in no more whores, I got that from my mama
I'm shuttin' down the stores, you do that with these commas
They had me at my lowest, I'm ridin' 'round with choppers
[Chorus]
(Oh)
Close that backdoor, I can't get snaked out by my homie (No, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah)
Close that backdoor 'cause I know that shit's phony (No, no, no, no, no, woah)
Close that backdoor, can't get snaked by my homie (Oh)
Close that backdoor 'cause I know this love phony
[Verse 2]
That's a bet
I'm The Voice, that mean Dede, he The Threat
Don't get stretched 'cause foenem tweakin' off the X
I know what happened to your homie, don't be next
He got that get back for his block, I tip my hat
Feel like I'm drownin', got this water 'round my neck
Cocky nigga, throwin' ashes on Pateks
Went to the trenches, threw up the treys on the Met (Yeah)
They be callin' me, you hangin' where it's dangerous
I'm just slidin' to out west just for Uncle Remus
All my sibling's kids know your uncle famous
I know this shit sound dumb and the strangest
In the trenches, I feel the safest
On the radio, shoutout Nehpets
Did it off the love, but I gave 'em faces
[Chorus]
(Oh)
Close that backdoor, I can't get snaked out by my homie (No, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah)
Close that backdoor 'cause I know that shit's phony (No, no, no, no, no, woah)
Close that backdoor, can't get snaked by my homie (Oh)
Close that backdoor 'cause I know this love phony (Oh)
Close that backdoor, I can't get snaked out by my homie (No, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah)
Close that backdoor 'cause I know that shit's phony (No, no, no, no, no)
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Lil Durk - Backdoor (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
[Intro]
Oh (Malik on the beat)
(Ayo Bleu)
No, no, no, no
Yeah (Aura)
No, no, no, no (Turn Me Up Josh)
Woah, oh, oh
[Verse 1]
Them niggas act like they don't need us
They do everything we do, they wanna be us
Foenem takin' ecstasy, they tryna T up
He rather go and blow a bag instead of re-up
You wasn't on that block when that shit was goin' on
I wasn't worried about the other side when that shit was goin' on
And we don't hang with different niggas, don't ask us what we on
The only time we'll beat the case, we pull out camera phones
I used to draw Lil Moe name on the Styrofoam
I had to teach the grown niggas right from wrong
What the state had told the jury? They tryna indict us all
The lawyers got them affidavits, they better sign them all, hmm
I had a bad bitch off the 'Gram, she let her titties hang
She told Bandz I bought her a Birkin, I told her anything
I was ridin' 'round with guns in that Bentley thing
We puttin' stickers on our drums, that's a city thing
I hate the niggas who be tryna switch the block up
I be with the killers who'll change a nigga roster
I'm from the part of the city, watch your partner
You ain't did shit to the same nigga who shot ya
'Fore you leave that door, you gotta pick your Glock up
Can't nut in no more whores, I got that from my mama
I'm shuttin' down the stores, you do that with these commas
They had me at my lowest, I'm ridin' 'round with choppers
[Chorus]
(Oh)
Close that backdoor, I can't get snaked out by my homie (No, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah)
Close that backdoor 'cause I know that shit's phony (No, no, no, no, no, woah)
Close that backdoor, can't get snaked by my homie (Oh)
Close that backdoor 'cause I know this love phony
[Verse 2]
That's a bet
I'm The Voice, that mean Dede, he The Threat
Don't get stretched 'cause foenem tweakin' off the X
I know what happened to your homie, don't be next
He got that get back for his block, I tip my hat
Feel like I'm drownin', got this water 'round my neck
Cocky nigga, throwin' ashes on Pateks
Went to the trenches, threw up the treys on the Met (Yeah)
They be callin' me, you hangin' where it's dangerous
I'm just slidin' to out west just for Uncle Remus
All my sibling's kids know your uncle famous
I know this shit sound dumb and the strangest
In the trenches, I feel the safest
On the radio, shoutout Nehpets
Did it off the love, but I gave 'em faces
[Chorus]
(Oh)
Close that backdoor, I can't get snaked out by my homie (No, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah)
Close that backdoor 'cause I know that shit's phony (No, no, no, no, no, woah)
Close that backdoor, can't get snaked by my homie (Oh)
Close that backdoor 'cause I know this love phony (Oh)
Close that backdoor, I can't get snaked out by my homie (No, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah)
Close that backdoor 'cause I know that shit's phony (No, no, no, no, no)
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![Chief Keef - War (Lyrics)
Chief Keef - War (Lyrics)
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https://open.spotify.com/track/2xnXIv68ECjDeDpaZloULO
Lyrics:
[Intro]
ShaneBOnTheBeat
Boy dont want war
Pussy boy dont want war
Boy dont want war
Pussy boy dont want war
Dont want war
Pussy boy
Dont want war
Want war, want war
Nigga, fuck your mama, she shouldâve wore a condom
Boy dont want it
Pussy boy dont want it
Pussy boy
Pussy boy
Pussy boy
Pussy boy
[Verse]
Nigga, fuck your mama, she shouldâve wore a condom
Pull up in that Rari, burnin off this rubber
Niggas undercover, so you know I canât trust them
I be smokin earth, boy, you be smokin bubba
The bitch like Benihanas, took that bitch to McDonalds
I got plenty condoms and I got plenty commas
If you want some beef, boy, I wont be your farmer
I might be your father, ball like Penny Hardaway
Judge tryna lock me up, cause my pee look darker
But that aint gon solve nothin, weed solve my problem
Guns for my armor, nigga, fuck security
Out the cut like barbers, got niggas Forrest Gumpin
Smoking on this Compton, but bitch, Im in Chiraq
Where you disrespect me at, bitch, thats where you die at
All these fuckin lab rats, now I got my mouse trap
Niggas wanna fake kick it, wan know where my house at
That life I aint bout that, Im bout pushin scalps back
Pull up on yo block, bitch, let my niggas out that
Foreign car, clout that, Im high off this Tooka pack
Im high off this Aiki pack, Im high off this TuTu pack
Smoking on that Jay Loud, smoking on that FatHead
Run up on 4-6, leave a nigga flat dead
Shoot a 47, flyin off like Batman
Boy, I got a bag, bitch, put that bag on that head
Im high off this Chief Keef, got me feelin like Superman
That bitch called Chief Keef G, bitch, Im not no MuBu man
All these damn frenemies, Im gon call up PooPoo Man
I got niggas in these streets, they fuck around and do you, man
Iâm rich, hallelujah, man, still got my toolie, man
Fuck with me, Iâll fuck around and screw your mans
Flexin like a ruler, shoot at your medulla, man
And get your bitch, she wanna suck my dick, I knew it, man
[Chorus]
Pussy boy dont want war
Pussy boy dont want war
Pussy boy dont want war
Dont want war
Pussy boy dont want war
Pussy boy dont want war
Pussy boy dont want war
Dont want war
Pussy boy dont want war, dont want war, want war
[Outro]
Come down your block like thunder, thunder, thunder
I just bought ten guns and ten pounds and ten mansions
Come through dunkin shit, Kevin Durant, Lebron-in
But you like to Twitter beef, pussy, how you warrin?
Pussy, how you warrin?
Pussy, how you warrin?
Pussy, how you warrin?
Pussy, how you warrin?
How you warrin?
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![Pop Smoke - Like Me ft. PnB Rock (Music Video)
Pop Smoke - Like Me ft. PnB Rock (Music Video)
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Spotify:
https://open.spotify.com/track/2B33IkmDtRcU0fPMxJs7rc
Lyrics:
[Intro: PnB Rock & Pop Smoke]
Othello on the beat
You fire, ooh, ooh
You aint never met another nigga like me
You sayâ
youâ
lookin for aâ
man, you got the right one
Sheâ
feelin me, she say, You so wavy, boy, you sexy,âyeah,âyouâfire
Look
[Verse 1: Pop Smoke]
Im like, Whatsâcrackin? She like,âPop, I got a man
Im like, Damn, how you know me? Say she got me on the Gram
I say, Look, I understand, but baby, Im the fan
Cause you the baddest bitch I ever seen walk on the land
She say, Whats that on your face? And I say, Its a cold world
Way you bitin your lips though got me like, Oh, girl
Get money and stay aggressive, baby, its your world
Martin talkin to Gina, baby, you go, girl
Who you with? Im with the lions and gorillas, gangbangers and drug dealers
All them scammers and them killers who I hang with
Yeah, I taste good, aint no onions on my sandwich
Im 823 and everybody know Im sanctioned
Why? Cause if I shoot, Ima shoot that, woo and Ima woo back
Yeah, Im from the Floss, you know the language
I put it on the table so that everything is clear
Put them diamonds on your necklace to match them on your ear
She like, Send me a text
The end of the night, she was laid up in the bed
Liftin up her dress, had her bent over the ledge
Kissin on her neck when she went to give me head
Whats next? Look
Let me fuck you, let me suck you, let me eat you, let me hold you
Let me beat up on that pussy like a real niggas supposed to
If you aint know I had the power, let me show you
Shark on your plate, we eatin dinner at Nobu
[Chorus: Pop Smoke & PnB Rock]
You aint never met another nigga like me
You say you lookin for a man, you got the right one
She said, Boy, you handsome, boy, you sexy, boy, you fire
You aint never met another nigga like me
Keep it real, girl, Im lookin for a wifey
She feelin me, she say, Boy, you wavy, you so sexy, boy, you fire
[Verse 2: Pop Smoke]
Ima call you every day at twelve o clock, How you doin? like Wendy
About your day and that new bag that I bought you from Fendi
Ima treat you right as long as you let me
Louboutin and Giuseppes, all I do is chase fetti
Know I ride with that semi, so let me know when you ready
Ima pull up in a Benz, just finished collectin funds
Grabbin on your ass, got a Rollie on my wrist
Baby, you could bring a friend, thats when the party begin
All them tigers on my collar aint always just been Gucci
Ridin past your block bumpin YFN Lucci
You sayin talkin is cheap, so you know I had to prove it
So I made this song so you can add it to your music
Im top tier, yeah, I aint never kept it Nancy
But like Jamie Foxx, Ima always keep you fancy
Gucci trench, feel like fishin gear
Put me on any block, you know Ima get it there
[Chorus: Pop Smoke & PnB Rock]
You aint never met another nigga like me
You say you lookin for a man, you got the right one
She said, Boy, you handsome, boy, you sexy, boy, you fire
You aint never met another nigga like me
Keep it real, girl, Im lookin for a wifey
She feelin me, she say, Boy, you wavy, you so sexy, boy, you fire
[Outro: PnB Rock]
You fire, yeah, yeah
You fire, ooh, ooh
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![Britney Spears - Oops!...I Did It Again (Lyrics)
Britney Spears - Oops!...I Did It Again (Lyrics)
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Spotify:
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Lyrics:
[Intro]
Mm-mm, mm-mm
Mm, yeah
Yeah
Mm-mm, mm-mm
Woo
Mm-mm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mm-mm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
I think I did it again
I made you believe were more than just friends
Oh, baby, it might seem like a crush
But it doesnt mean that Im serious
[Pre-Chorus]
Cause to lose all my senses
That is just so typically me
Ooh, baby, baby
[Chorus]
Oops, I did it again, I played with your heart
Got lost in the game, oh, baby, baby
Oops, you think Im in love, that Im sent from above
Im not that innocent
[Verse 2]
You see, my problem is this
Im dreamin away
Wishin that heroes, they truly exist
I cry watching the days
Cant you see Im a fool in so many ways?
[Pre-Chorus]
But to lose all my senses
That is just so typically me
Oh, baby, oh
[Chorus]
Oops, I did it again, I played with your heart
Got lost in the game, oh, baby, baby
Oops, you think Im in love, that Im sent from above
Im not that innocent
[Post-Chorus]
Mm-mm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mm-mm, mm-mm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Interlude]
All aboard!
Britney! Before you go, theres something I want you to have.
Oh, its beautiful! But wait a minute, isnt this...?
Yeah, yes, it is.
But I thought the old lady dropped it into the ocean in the end.
Well, baby, I went down and got it for ya.
Aw, you shouldnt have
[Bridge]
Oops, I did it again to your heart
Got lost in this game, oh, baby (Baby)
Oops, you (Oops, you), think that Im sent from above
Im not that innocent
[Chorus]
Oops, I did it again, I played with your heart
Got lost in the game (Yeah, yeah), oh, baby, baby
Oops, you think Im in love, that Im sent from above (Yeah, yeah)
Im not that innocent (Not that innocent, babe)
Oops, I (Oops, I) did it again (Did it again to your heart), I played with your heart (Got lost)
Got lost in the game (In this game, oh, baby), oh, baby, baby
Oops, you (Oops, you) think Im in love (Think that Im sent), that Im sent from above
Im not that innocent
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