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Luhh Dyl - South Beach | Lyrics:
[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh
Hey, hey, hey, hey, gang, gang, gang
Gang
Tch, slow down
What we on?
Uh-uh, tch, yeah (Zstunnaa)
I say
[Pre-Chorus]
Money, power, respect, uh-huh, after that you get the check
Lock in with me, I'll teach you the jwet
Bad bitch tryna eat the chain off my neck, shit, I guess you could say diamonds will make her wet
Shit, I guess you could say that I play for the Nets 'cause the way I been ballin'
I ain't bust no sweats, I just go put that call in and niggas get stre—
[Chorus]
Yeah (Phew), wake up and touch ten and I ain't even stretched
Lam' truck on South Beach with— huh, onе time
Lam' truck on South Beach with hoes in thе back
Don't pat me down, know I brought two straps
I ain't even touch my advance, that's facts
Ten somethin' thousand for my voice on the track
When you get feats for that, you ain't gotta touch that
[Verse]
Huh, huh, I'm back and I'm better than ever, I'm blowin' this money tryna make it feel better
Bought bitch a car, got me feelin' like Ellen, I mean like Mase, shit, I mean like Oprah
I mean like today, tap in, shit goin'
We can make life-changin' money, okay? Just bring me a bank and just pray I'm close, huh
You got ten shots on you, no foldin', life is a gamble, you rockin' the Rollie
Fake-ass chain, round up, can't go in, flickin' up, move to the left for me, brodie
You watch your mouth, get strep throat speak on Kobe
You watch your step, step into my shoes, I just bought these
All the kids curious to what this shit cost me
Growin' up, I used to share the block with dope fiends, tuh
Mama had warned me 'bout those things, she couldn't stop me, I dove in four feet, huh
It was me and bro 'nem stolies, do it by ourself, we ain't have to come four deep, huh
I was that dirty lil' nigga who ain't have shit to eat, now I stack on floor seats, huh
Nigga, we is not that cool 'cause we had school, stop tellin' hoes you know me (Lame)
[Pre-Chorus]
Money, power, respect, uh-huh, after that you get the check
Lock in with me, I'll teach you the jwet
Bad bitch tryna eat the chain off my neck, shit, I guess you could say diamonds will make her wet
Shit, I guess you could say that I play for the Nets 'cause the way I been ballin'
I ain't bust no sweats, I just go put that call in and niggas get stre—
[Chorus]
Yeah (Phew), wake up and touch ten and I ain't even stretched
Lam' truck on South Beach with— huh, one time
Lam' truck on South Beach with hoes in the back
Don't pat me down, know I brought two straps
I ain't even touch my advance, that's facts
Ten somethin' thousand for my voice on the track
When you get feats for that, you ain't gotta touch that
#luhhdyl #southbeach #hiphop #lyrics
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Luhh Dyl - South Beach | Lyrics:
[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh
Hey, hey, hey, hey, gang, gang, gang
Gang
Tch, slow down
What we on?
Uh-uh, tch, yeah (Zstunnaa)
I say
[Pre-Chorus]
Money, power, respect, uh-huh, after that you get the check
Lock in with me, I'll teach you the jwet
Bad bitch tryna eat the chain off my neck, shit, I guess you could say diamonds will make her wet
Shit, I guess you could say that I play for the Nets 'cause the way I been ballin'
I ain't bust no sweats, I just go put that call in and niggas get stre—
[Chorus]
Yeah (Phew), wake up and touch ten and I ain't even stretched
Lam' truck on South Beach with— huh, onе time
Lam' truck on South Beach with hoes in thе back
Don't pat me down, know I brought two straps
I ain't even touch my advance, that's facts
Ten somethin' thousand for my voice on the track
When you get feats for that, you ain't gotta touch that
[Verse]
Huh, huh, I'm back and I'm better than ever, I'm blowin' this money tryna make it feel better
Bought bitch a car, got me feelin' like Ellen, I mean like Mase, shit, I mean like Oprah
I mean like today, tap in, shit goin'
We can make life-changin' money, okay? Just bring me a bank and just pray I'm close, huh
You got ten shots on you, no foldin', life is a gamble, you rockin' the Rollie
Fake-ass chain, round up, can't go in, flickin' up, move to the left for me, brodie
You watch your mouth, get strep throat speak on Kobe
You watch your step, step into my shoes, I just bought these
All the kids curious to what this shit cost me
Growin' up, I used to share the block with dope fiends, tuh
Mama had warned me 'bout those things, she couldn't stop me, I dove in four feet, huh
It was me and bro 'nem stolies, do it by ourself, we ain't have to come four deep, huh
I was that dirty lil' nigga who ain't have shit to eat, now I stack on floor seats, huh
Nigga, we is not that cool 'cause we had school, stop tellin' hoes you know me (Lame)
[Pre-Chorus]
Money, power, respect, uh-huh, after that you get the check
Lock in with me, I'll teach you the jwet
Bad bitch tryna eat the chain off my neck, shit, I guess you could say diamonds will make her wet
Shit, I guess you could say that I play for the Nets 'cause the way I been ballin'
I ain't bust no sweats, I just go put that call in and niggas get stre—
[Chorus]
Yeah (Phew), wake up and touch ten and I ain't even stretched
Lam' truck on South Beach with— huh, one time
Lam' truck on South Beach with hoes in the back
Don't pat me down, know I brought two straps
I ain't even touch my advance, that's facts
Ten somethin' thousand for my voice on the track
When you get feats for that, you ain't gotta touch that
#luhhdyl #southbeach #hiphop #lyrics


![Pooh Shiesty - FDO | Lyrics
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Pooh Shiesty - FDO | Lyrics:
[Intro]
(Once again, Im locked in with TP, we finna make a hit)
Pussy nigga, blrrrd, ayy
[Verse]
FDO, FTF, first day out, bitch, fuck the feds
Walked out the jail, I saw six foreigns, I just got out the bunk bed
Three million cash, cant fit in my hands, then sit some on my head
Bae, come put that pussy on me, bitch, Im fresh from out the feds (On God)
I say fresh from out the feds, baby, come put that pussy on me (Put that pussy on me)
Turnt as fuck in the strip club, ran out of ones, started throwin hundreds
Nigga, I cant fumble shit, the whole world been waitin on it (Yup)
Tucked that knife all way to R&D, gave it to my lil homie, nigga (Lets go)
Aint no more Mufasa, Mr. Goldman, I catch jets to Johnny (Yup)
Aint no more outfits from Southland Mall, this setup made in London (Yup)
Couple hoes jumped off my bid, majority waited on me (Fuck em)
She just actin faithful to you til I get home, trust me, homie (I stamp that)
Feel impatient, I might do a demonstration off GP (This one here on me)
I aint shot nothin in like four years, I aint sent a hit in three (On GP)
Dont let Durk verse go to your head, aint nobody slime as me (I stamp that)
Im the one from round the corner where they snaked Martin Luther King (Yup)
Extra aggressive out in traffic cause Hank aint in the backseat (Free Hank)
Everywhere I go, its cars trailin cause Reckless aint drivin me (Long live the gang)
I get mad when I look around and my members aint where they posed to be
A whole war goin on, Im stuck in the cage, it drove me crazy
(Did that time, Shiesty, stay out the way)
30, pass me that Drac (Blrrrd)
(Say fuck the hood, Memphis aint no good)
Get your bitch ass out my face (Blrrrd)
Unfortunately, Im CEO and the top shooter for my gang
My grandma told me keep my grass low, the whole time, Im the snake (A slime)
Smelled his plot from like three miles away, he cant outsnake a snake
I aint choose the streets, they chose me, steppin on shit my lane
I aint choose to rap, it chose me, my name held too much weight
Type influence I got where Im from, got Yo Gotti totin a Drac (On God)
When you meet me, you gon get real motivated same day (On God)
Them tear drops played out, go get your favorite bullet on your face (On God)
Do not rap when I am told, I rap when I got shit to say
SF90, Im allergic to Corvettes, fuck a C8 (Lil nigga)
This an F8, not a C8, nigga, Mansory edition
In the May-May, oh my God, what-happened-to-Virgil edition (That Maybach)
In the Wray-Wray, widebody, Cullinan, Black Badge edition (That Rolls-Royce)
In the same Scat Pack since I left, that mean you stuck, lil nigga (Yup)
We all on a race to the top, these niggas stuck, cant get no bigger (Say what?)
I got richer while in jail, locked in the feds outdoin niggas (On God)
Now my watch got on a watch, my chain got more chains than you niggas
Aint no such thing as real niggas, but Im damn sure aint counterfeit (I aint fakin this shit)
Hid ten Ms in the bank, then went fed, got penitentiary rich (Im still filthy rich)
Orderin Ferraris off a jail call, Im real rich
Make sure she cover my name up if you plan on keepin the bitch (Fuck her)
I signed a deal, then went to jail, they aint even seen me pop my shit (On gang)
Im just now buyin a chain that say my name, I been bullshittin
My niggas died while in chains, get-back gang, Im right back for revenge (Gang, on gang)
Ayy, Im just way more colder, every eight hours, Im changin fits (What?)
Every seven, I change the bitch (What?), nothin but foreigns when we change lanes (Blrrrd)
Hood poet, all these jewels I drop, how you aint make a chain? (Goofy)
He aint dead, but I got niggas in the feds smokin Lil Wayne (Big Tunechi)
Soon I see my Memphis homies, ayy, man, say, man (What up?)
I had nine Ms to my name, makin chi-chis out Shabangs
Reorganized my whole gang, on Sundays, we work on our aim (On God)
And every month on the thirteenth, Im boppin out with a new chain
I heard street niggas gettin tummy tucks, told you these rappers lame (Man, these niggas gay)
In my cell, I did a thousand burpees, I toned up my frame (Thousand of em straight)
Fitted suit on, fitted cap turned backwards, Richard Millie plain (Patek plain jane)
Them steppers who got him served, they wasnt doin it for lil Saint
See, my daddy my first co-D, jumped in the streets, he showed me lanes (Them facts)
Your daddy a killer, but you aint, you just like Bronny James (Facts)
I asked her where she want my kids, she told me grab the brush and paint
So I aimed right at her forehead and tried to spell out my name (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Cont.]
[Outro]
Rooster-ass nigga
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![Ty Dolla $ign, Bryce Akalai - Blasé (Bryce Akalai Remix) | Lyrics
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Ty Dolla $ign, Bryce Akalai - Blasé (Bryce Akalai Remix) | Lyrics:
[Intro: Future]
Yeah
Blasé
You know whats going on, yeah
Blasé
(Cut it up)
[Chorus: Future & Ty Dolla $ign]
Ordered up a hundred rosés, need a Benz like blasé, blasé all day
Whipping Maseratis all day (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Blasé, blasé every day
Blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
Ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like blasé, blasé (Cut it up)
Whipping Maserati (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Ooh, blasé, blasé, blasé, yeah
[Interlude: Future]
Yeah
Over there and over there, okay (Blasé, blasé)
(Cut it up)
[Chorus: Future & Ty Dolla $ign]
Ordered up a hundred rosés, need a Benz like blasé, blasé all day
Whipping Maseratis all day (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Blasé, blasé every day
Blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
Ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like blasé, blasé
Whipping Maserati (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Ooh, blasé, blasé, blasé, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse: Ty Dolla $ign]
Blasé, blasé, blasé, all I drink is Bombay
When Im with my niggas, Ima drink that Henny
Smoking kush in public, motherfuck the police
I aint scared to die, on the dead homies
Hitting them licks, wh-whipping the bricks
Still with the shit, Im young and Im rich, young and Im rich
I got hoes, nigga, I-I got hoes in different area codes
I think Im Nate Dogg (Yeah)
I started from the ground, Im that nigga now
I stay with the loud, can you hear me now?
And my bitch cold, she a centerfold
Put her on a stand and she never told
[Chorus: Future, Ty Dolla $ign & Slim Jxmmi]
Ordered up a hundred rosés, need a Benz like blasé, blasé all day
Whipping Maseratis all day (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Blasé, blasé every day
Blasé, blasé, blasé, blasé
Ordered up a hundred bottles in the club like blasé, blasé (Every day)
Whipping Maserati (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, Sremm Life)
Ooh, blasé, blasé, blasé, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
#tydollasign #future #hiphop #lyrics Ty Dolla $ign, Bryce Akalai - Blasé (Bryce Akalai Remix) | Lyrics](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/gr2BbO_Bzb4/mqdefault.jpg)

![Jorjiana - Hoe Phase (feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again) #jorjiana #nbayoungboy #hiphop #lyrics
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Jorjiana - Hoe Phase (feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again) | Lyrics:
[Jorjiana:]
Phew, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-huh
I dont want friends around me, baby, cause I cant trust em (I cant trust em)
I cant fuck raw no more so Im gon glove em
I cant duck when we in public so I cant cuff him (I cant cuff that bitch)
And my baby daddy just look like he aint nothin (He aint shit)
And my favorite ho gon pull up if I buzz em (He gon pull up)
You say you like that, but I heard you called a dozen (Know you callin 12)
I got some money and almost got kidnapped by my cousin (Goddamn)
And if he get me, then its gon come up budget (Man, fuck my cousin)
Im in a ho phase today, I hope he pullin his weight today (Everyday)
Im in a ho phase today, hope everybody call me bae today (Everyday)
Im in my bag today, they tryna see what I made today (Everyday)
Like what I made today and who gon call me bae today (Everyday)
That aint my baby, thats my boo thang (Thats my motherfuckin boo thang)
That aint my old ho, thats my new thang (Thats my new shit)
I dont drive slow, I drive fast thangs (I drive Mustang)
He live online, go touch some grass, man
[Youngboy Never Broke Again:]
TOP, I pull up rockin this big-ass chain, its harder than some cement
Keep a strap in my jacket with gloves on, so aint no fingerprints, 5
Comin back, gotta ride with the slime, we sippin on sip with the stick all night, we slide
I give the ticket to the show and she want me to come to the door and I told her she tried
Im pullin right up, Im inside of a new thang, Im on top of the base with a Drac like 2 Chainz
I dont know the ho so I have her a new name
I aint finna play with your time, you boo thang
I make it go anyway that she say, but I aint cut the bitch off, my main
As soon as I walked in the door, got the ho
Aint gon get out my face cause she know Im that thang (Im that thang)
[Jorjiana:]
Im in a ho phase today, I hope he pullin his weight today (Everyday)
Im in a ho phase today, hope everybody call me bae today (Everyday)
Im in my bag today, they tryna see what I made today (Everyday)
Like what I made today and who gon call me bae today (Everyday)
That aint my baby, thats my boo thang (Thats my motherfuckin boo thang)
That aint my old ho, thats my new thang (Thats my new shit)
I dont drive slow, I drive fast thangs (I drive Mustang)
He live online, go touch some grass, man (Go touch some motherfuckin grass)
#jorjiana #nbayoungboy #hiphop #lyrics Jorjiana - Hoe Phase (feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again) #jorjiana #nbayoungboy #hiphop #lyrics](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/hKvSDd3afXM/mqdefault.jpg)



![diamond* - FØURS (feat. Young Thug) | Lyrics
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diamond* - FØURS (feat. Young Thug) | Lyrics:
[Intro: diamond*]
Ah
(Brav06, going dark) Woah-oh
Do it
[Chorus: diamond*]
I can get you gone for a price (Woah, do it)
Porsche truck, stole a nigga wife (Woah, woah, do it)
I been droppin fours in the Sprite (Woah)
Blue hundreds, Yao Ming height (Woah, woah)
Bad bitch tryna suck my life (Damn)
Cook, clean, tryna be my wife (Woah, woah)
Bougie jeans, leather with the spikes (Oh)
Strapped up, lookin like a dyke (Haha, yeah)
Want a ring? Bitch, Im not your guy (Oh)
In the spring, drinkin out the vibes (Oh)
Calabasas, probably with your wife
Nigga trappin, tryna make a livin
Red bottoms, she thought I was Christian (Damn)
Havin hoes, Im so used to pimpin (Damn)
I been pourin fours with the guys (Woah, woah)
I can see her soul through her eyes (Yeah)
[Verse 1: diamond*]
In my bed, theres no super wives (Wives)
Stripper bitch, thighs super wide
Super fly, bitch, call me Clyde
Super high, livin in the sky (Oh)
Poppin shit, boy, you not that guy (Woah)
Hollows hit him, now he in the sky (Woah, woah)
Trap bustin, your shit lookin dry (Woah)
Diamonds bustin, she get hypnotized (Woah, woah, damn)
I can see the lies through your face (Damn)
I be super fly every day (Every day)
I be super high every day (Bling)
Cannot lie, you can see it my face (Bling, blaow, oh my God)
Tommy gun or should I with Drac? (Baow)
Thanking God I seen another day (Hey)
Bad bitch, take her on a date (Hey)
Bet a hundred, fuck a first date (Ayy)
[Chorus: diamond*]
I can get you gone for a price (Huh?)
Porsche truck, stole a nigga wife (Oh)
I been droppin fours in the Sprite (Baow)
Blue hundreds, Yao Ming height (Baow, baow)
Bad bitch tryna suck my life (Do it)
Cook, clean, tryna be my wife (Do it, do it)
Bougie jeans, leather with the spikes (Oh)
Strapped up, lookin like a dyke (Yeah)
Want a ring? Bitch, Im not your guy (Damn)
In the spring, drinkin out the vibes (Hey)
Calabasas, probably with your wife (Huh?)
Nigga trappin, tryna make a livin
Red bottoms, she thought I was Christian (Damn)
Havin hoes, Im so used to pimpin (Woah)
I been pourin fours with the guys
I can see her soul through her eyes
[Verse 2: Young Thug & diamond*]
Fuck the bitch, didnt go on dates (SEX)
YSL, nigga, Im a sss
Five mil on a new crib, I go Turf, I dont need a Wraith (SEX)
Wallet chain, lookin like I skate (Woo)
Big dog, baby, what I say?
Bad bitch, I dont need a ho
Chopper with me, I dont need the bro (Rrrt)
I came in with the cash, big Birkin, I been pushin bag (Yeah)
And I came in with the cash, we can get it on, get his ass (Woo)
Get it steppin, never throw the flag (Brrt)
Throw your set up, where your rag? (Huh)
Had a good time cause you bad
Yeah, she bad (Heh)
Had a good time with the bitch (SEX)
Leave the big house to the pimp (Young Spider)
Got a les pinked at the crib
Skeeting everywhere like a switch (Brrt)
Shawty want it slow, she wont rush you (She dont wanna rush)
And she got the camera in the cut (Yeah)
Good girl, for me, she a slut (Huh?)
Put a X pill in your butt (Blatt)
[Chorus: diamond*]
I can get you gone for a price (Woah, do it)
Porsche truck, stole a nigga wife (Woah, woah, do it)
I been droppin fours in the Sprite (Woah)
Blue hundreds, Yao Ming height (Woah, woah)
Bad bitch tryna suck my life (Damn)
Cook, clean, tryna be my wife (Woah, woah)
Bougie jeans, leather with the spikes (Oh)
Strapped up, lookin like a dyke (Haha, yeah)
Want a ring? Bitch, Im not your guy (Oh)
In the spring, drinkin out the vibes (Oh)
Calabasas, probably with your wife (Woah)
Nigga trappin, tryna make a livin (Woah, woah)
Red bottoms, she thought I was Christian (Damn)
Havin hoes, Im so used to pimpin (Damn)
I been pourin fours with the guys (Woah)
I can see her soul through her eyes
[Outro]
(Brav06)
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