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Trippie Redd - How Much X (feat. Tory Lanez) | Lyrics:
[Intro: Tory Lanez & Trippie Redd]
Hold on, hold on
Woah
We got Trippie Redd in the building, y'all
Hell yeah
We in this bitch, yeah
[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Ten trap phones, yeah, I'm cooking, yeah (Yeah, I'm cooking, yeah)
Bad bitches sucking dick and jugging, yeah (Jugging, yeah)
Fucked a bitch fresh off the bail in booking, yeah (Off the booking, yeah)
Bitch, I'm with the shit, I'm top fifty, uh (Yeah)
How much did it cost? (How much did it cost?)
Brand-new crosses (Crosses)
Switch 'fit on the cops (Switch 'fit on the cops)
Take a bitch to the Coach (Coach)
Everything on, mm (Mm)
Got a high tolerance (Tolerance)
How much did it cost? (Yeah)
How much did it cost? (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
Cash money that I made off the mеter
I can't let the pussy play, I'ma bеat it
I can't let these niggas play, got the heater
Spending dollars, I can't stay outta Cheetahs
Buzzer beater, gotta play off the shot
Was cooking crack and stole it straight out the pot
Ain't no actor got it straight off the plot
Glock is Roddy Ricch, it's straight out the box
I been popping, got it straight off the Benz (Benz)
I'm self-driving when I get in the Bim'
Sexy bitches tryna stay with my friends
My car is shiny, see your face in my rim (Yeah)
Fifty birds, that's a hell of a quota
She wanna fuck, but I'm not ready to stroke her (Nah)
Shooter with me, leave your head in your coat
Sucking dick, that bitch is ready to choke
Can't no lil' industry nigga check me
I just went platinum, fifty-seven seconds
While I fuck hoes on the dashboard (Yeah)
All my luggage and bitch need a passport, Lil Tory
[Bridge: Trippie Redd]
Ten trap phones way I'm cooking, yeah (Brr)
Bad bitches sucking dick and jugging, yeah (Bitch)
Fucked a bitch fresh off the yacht, I popped a pill (14)
Bitch, I'm with this shit, I'm top fifty (Yeah)
How much did it cost? How much did it cost? (Racks)
How much did it cost? How much did it cost? (Racks)
How much did it cost? How much did it cost?
How much did it cost? Yeah (A lil' bag), how much it cost? Yeah (Lil' bag, yeah)
[Verse 2: Trippie Redd]
I'm the one, baby, Devin Booker, if you want it, then we can take it there (Hey)
She know I'm that nigga, I love the game, bae, I love to hustle, I can make it there (Hey)
And I'm cool with my dogs, if you move a muscle, we hit you 'cause we heavyweight in here (Yeah)
Man, I fuck up her jaws, I tell her to suck it, she know it ain't no conversation here (Yeah)
Fuck her, then I gotta leave her (Woo)
On fire just like Vegeta (Woo)
Outside with my ice and my heater (Woo)
Red mob ties, she say I'm conceited (Woah)
All rise, no judging, we're equal
Yeah, I just went diamond just like The Beatles (Yeah)
Yeah, I blow her mind like Evel Knievel
Yeah, I like your design, bae, I'm tryna beat it
I got big booty bitches in my vision, yeah, huh
Hop up out the foreign like a villain, yeah
Kicking me out of my zone, my mind on millions, yeah (Come on)
I got her singing my songs when I'm all in her, yeah (Huh, call my bitch)
Pretty bad hoes at the hideout
I put the bitch on timeout
New Maybach coupe when I slide out, huh (Yeah)
I got
[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Ten trap phones, yeah, I'm cooking, yeah (Yeah, I'm cooking, yeah)
Bad bitches sucking dick and jugging, yeah (Jugging, yeah)
Fucked a bitch fresh off the bail in booking, yeah (Off the booking, yeah)
Bitch, I'm with the shit, I'm top fifty, uh (Yeah)
How much did it cost? (How much did it cost?)
Brand-new crosses (Crosses)
Switch 'fit on the cops (Switch 'fit on the cops)
Take a bitch to the Coach (Coach)
Everything on, mm (Mm)
Got a high tolerance (Tolerance)
How much did it cost? (Yeah)
How much did it cost? Uh (Yeah)
#trippieredd #torylanez #hiphop #lyrics
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Trippie Redd - How Much X (feat. Tory Lanez) | Lyrics:
[Intro: Tory Lanez & Trippie Redd]
Hold on, hold on
Woah
We got Trippie Redd in the building, y'all
Hell yeah
We in this bitch, yeah
[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Ten trap phones, yeah, I'm cooking, yeah (Yeah, I'm cooking, yeah)
Bad bitches sucking dick and jugging, yeah (Jugging, yeah)
Fucked a bitch fresh off the bail in booking, yeah (Off the booking, yeah)
Bitch, I'm with the shit, I'm top fifty, uh (Yeah)
How much did it cost? (How much did it cost?)
Brand-new crosses (Crosses)
Switch 'fit on the cops (Switch 'fit on the cops)
Take a bitch to the Coach (Coach)
Everything on, mm (Mm)
Got a high tolerance (Tolerance)
How much did it cost? (Yeah)
How much did it cost? (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
Cash money that I made off the mеter
I can't let the pussy play, I'ma bеat it
I can't let these niggas play, got the heater
Spending dollars, I can't stay outta Cheetahs
Buzzer beater, gotta play off the shot
Was cooking crack and stole it straight out the pot
Ain't no actor got it straight off the plot
Glock is Roddy Ricch, it's straight out the box
I been popping, got it straight off the Benz (Benz)
I'm self-driving when I get in the Bim'
Sexy bitches tryna stay with my friends
My car is shiny, see your face in my rim (Yeah)
Fifty birds, that's a hell of a quota
She wanna fuck, but I'm not ready to stroke her (Nah)
Shooter with me, leave your head in your coat
Sucking dick, that bitch is ready to choke
Can't no lil' industry nigga check me
I just went platinum, fifty-seven seconds
While I fuck hoes on the dashboard (Yeah)
All my luggage and bitch need a passport, Lil Tory
[Bridge: Trippie Redd]
Ten trap phones way I'm cooking, yeah (Brr)
Bad bitches sucking dick and jugging, yeah (Bitch)
Fucked a bitch fresh off the yacht, I popped a pill (14)
Bitch, I'm with this shit, I'm top fifty (Yeah)
How much did it cost? How much did it cost? (Racks)
How much did it cost? How much did it cost? (Racks)
How much did it cost? How much did it cost?
How much did it cost? Yeah (A lil' bag), how much it cost? Yeah (Lil' bag, yeah)
[Verse 2: Trippie Redd]
I'm the one, baby, Devin Booker, if you want it, then we can take it there (Hey)
She know I'm that nigga, I love the game, bae, I love to hustle, I can make it there (Hey)
And I'm cool with my dogs, if you move a muscle, we hit you 'cause we heavyweight in here (Yeah)
Man, I fuck up her jaws, I tell her to suck it, she know it ain't no conversation here (Yeah)
Fuck her, then I gotta leave her (Woo)
On fire just like Vegeta (Woo)
Outside with my ice and my heater (Woo)
Red mob ties, she say I'm conceited (Woah)
All rise, no judging, we're equal
Yeah, I just went diamond just like The Beatles (Yeah)
Yeah, I blow her mind like Evel Knievel
Yeah, I like your design, bae, I'm tryna beat it
I got big booty bitches in my vision, yeah, huh
Hop up out the foreign like a villain, yeah
Kicking me out of my zone, my mind on millions, yeah (Come on)
I got her singing my songs when I'm all in her, yeah (Huh, call my bitch)
Pretty bad hoes at the hideout
I put the bitch on timeout
New Maybach coupe when I slide out, huh (Yeah)
I got
[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Ten trap phones, yeah, I'm cooking, yeah (Yeah, I'm cooking, yeah)
Bad bitches sucking dick and jugging, yeah (Jugging, yeah)
Fucked a bitch fresh off the bail in booking, yeah (Off the booking, yeah)
Bitch, I'm with the shit, I'm top fifty, uh (Yeah)
How much did it cost? (How much did it cost?)
Brand-new crosses (Crosses)
Switch 'fit on the cops (Switch 'fit on the cops)
Take a bitch to the Coach (Coach)
Everything on, mm (Mm)
Got a high tolerance (Tolerance)
How much did it cost? (Yeah)
How much did it cost? Uh (Yeah)
#trippieredd #torylanez #hiphop #lyrics
![Ne-Yo - Ms. Tundra | Lyrics #neyo #rnb #hiphop #lyrics
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Ne-Yo - Ms. Tundra | Lyrics:
[Chorus]
Went and got me a country girl with a big ol butt (Big ol butt)
And I call her Ms. Tundra cause she built like a truck (Built like a truck)
Anytime I get hungry, she serve it right up
She got them hips, got them thighs
Woo, got me ready to ride
[Verse 1]
Done circled this globe more than a few times
Ive sampled every kind of woman under the sun and even under moonshine
If you said I got an appetite, well, then you wouldnt be lyin
But when I say, Good Lord, that Southern cuisine
Everybody know what I mean
[Pre-Chorus]
When I talk about curves like a backroad, cant move too fast
You gon swerve lookin at those big ol legs walk past
She can turn a head, shes a work of art
She can change your life or she can break your heart
But all I want is her to back it up and put it in park
[Chorus]
Went and found me a country girl (Ooh) with a big ol butt (Big ol butt)
And I call her Ms. Tundra (Ooh) cause she built like a truck (Built like a truck)
Anytime I get hungry, she serve it right up (Serve it right up)
She got them hips, got them thighs
Woo, got me ready to ride
[Post-Chorus]
Everybody say woah, woah (Mm, God bless Ms. Tundra)
Woah, woah, woah (Mm, sheesh, own up, bring the thunder)
Woah, woah, woah (Mm, God bless Ms. Tundra)
With them hips, got them thighs
Woo, got me ready to ride
[Verse 2]
All my country girls all around the world, beep-beep when you back it up
Let me hear you say, Hell yeah (Hell yeah, mm)
And all my country boys wanna make some noise (Mm) in your pickup trucks
Let me hear you say, Hell yeah (Hell yeah, ooh)
[Pre-Chorus]
Cause you got them curves like a backroad, cant move too fast
You gon swerve lookin at those big ol legs walk past
She can turn a head, shes a work of art
She can change your life or she can break your heart
But all I want is her to back it up and put it in park
[Chorus]
Went and got me a country girl (Ooh) with a big ol butt (Big ol butt)
And I call her Ms. Tundra (Ooh) cause she built like a truck (Built like a truck)
Anytime I get hungry, she serve it right up (Serve it right up)
She got them hips, got them thighs
Woo, got me ready to ride
[Post-Chorus]
Everybody say woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
She got them hips, got them thighs
Woo, got me ready to ride
#neyo #rnb #hiphop #lyrics Ne-Yo - Ms. Tundra | Lyrics #neyo #rnb #hiphop #lyrics](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/udAPOAqhWmI/mqdefault.jpg)
![Lithe - ST TROPEZ (feat. Loe Shimmy) | Lyrics #lithe #loeshimmy #hiphop #lyrics
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Lithe - ST TROPEZ (feat. Loe Shimmy) | Lyrics:
[Intro: Lithe]
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus: Lithe]
Late date out on Nina
Nina, yeah
Fuck around with me, babe
Me, babe, ayy
Pop is gettin grease now
Grease now, yeah
’Cause Ill be what you need now (Need, yeah)
Need round, yeah (Ayy)
[Verse 1: Lithe]
In love with touchin’ your feet, yeah
Sex over love, it dont mean nothin, yeah
Miami, straight from Ibiza (Yeah), yeah
We fucked around for no reason, yeah
She fuckin like she want visa (Visa)
Yeah, pull me around, now she reachin, yeah
Yeah, she grab my chain, shе a diva (Diva)
[Verse 2: LOE Shimmy]
Uh, I can have any bitch I need (No)
Im in love with dirty Sprite (Yеah)
St. Tropez straight to Belize (Oh)
PJ takin off tonight, where you goin?
Where you goin’?
Girl, I need your love (Girl, I need your love)
And you know it (Yeah, you know it)
Geeked up off these drugs (Geeked up off these drugs)
Just don’t show it (They dont show it)
Diamonds dance, got it out the mud (Got it out the mud)
Shakin’ ass all inside the club (Shakin ass all inside the club)
Turn it up, baby, take your time
[Chorus: Lithe]
Late date out on Nina
Nina, yeah
Fuck around with me, babe
Me, babe, ayy
Pop is gettin grease now (Yeah)
Grease now, yeah
Cause I’ll be what you need now (Need now)
Need round, yeah
[Outro: Lithe]
(Late date out on Nina) Yeah
(Nina, yeah) Yeah
(Fuck around with me, babe)
(Me, babe, ayy) Yeah
(Pockets gettin grease now) Ooh
(Grease now, yeah) Ooh
(Cause Ill be what you need now)
(Need round, yeah)
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![Cardi B - AH-HA (Sped Up) | Lyrics
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Cardi B - AH-HA (Sped Up) | Lyrics:
[Intro]
Ho, suck my dick, I say, Ah, ha (Ayy)
I just hold up my wrist, Im like, Ah, ha (Ayy)
Broke? Bitch, you wish, I’m like, Ah, ha (Ayy, look, ayy, look)
Im on my shit, look
[Verse 1]
Bitches be swearin they so fuckin’ bad (Bad), I dont see it (Where?)
A nigga cant trap me (No), I wont keep it (Never)
Bitches really hate me (So?), so be it (So be it)
Bathroom floors and these hoes both heated
It goes three, two to the one in this bitch (To the one in this bitch)
Ill give a ho exactly what she want in this bitch (What she want in this bitch)
Black trucks at the club, look like Trump in this bitch (Fuck him)
A ho never played with me once in this bitch, huh?
[Pre-Chorus]
Ayy, how a bitch feel aint none of my business (No)
Hoes want me to care about them so bad (So bad)
Girl, I aint worried about none of these niggas
Cant flex on me with somethin’ I had
[Chorus]
I’m laughin like Ah, ha
Ho, suck my dick, I’m like Ah, ha
Let me post my lil pic, Im like Ah, ha
Let me show off my fit, I’m like Ah, ha
Look, broke bitch, you wish
[Verse 2]
Postin pictures in the AirBnb, we know what crib you in (Lets go)
Im jumpin off the back of boats in the Caribbean (Yeah)
Im bout to post another picture, make em sick again
I be hoppin out the water, ass cheeks jigglin (Ah)
Look, skin glistenin, its fuckin sickenin (Yeah)
Look, I heard you dont like me, why the fuck you listenin? Ayy (Huh?)
Im a slapper, toe tagger
You think Im talkin bout your fave? Bitch, at her (Bitch, at her)
Cute in the face, heavy on the backside (Huh, huh)
Pussy on get a nigga baptized (Woo)
I was sparin bitches, for real, yall was lucky (Huh?)
But this year, Im pullin up and shittin like a Huggie, huh?
[Pre-Chorus]
Ayy, how a bitch feel aint none of my business
Hoes want me to care about them so bad (So bad)
Girl, I aint worried about none of these niggas (These niggas)
Cant flex on me with somethin I had
[Chorus]
Im laughin like Ah, ha
Ho, suck my dick, Im like Ah, ha
Let me post my lil pic, Im like Ah, ha
Let me show off my fit, Im like Ah, ha
Look, broke bitch, you wish
[Verse 3]
I said who hot as me? Thats what Im tryna figure out (Tryna figure out)
I threw a forty-ball, almost knocked a stripper out (Baow)
If I push up on your nigga, he gon fold (He gon fold)
Ima have him eatin ass, suckin toes (Uh)
Look, cute in the face (Face), heavy on the backside (Huh, huh)
Pussy on get a nigga baptized (Wet)
Get your nigga out my face, I dont want him (I dont want him)
But if I did, ho, Id be sittin on him, ayy
Bitch, you bark pretty loud for a lap dog
To get this kinda house, you gotta sell your catalog (Gotta sell your catalog)
Big fur coat, Cartier buffs (Uh, uh)
Shit, I probably shouldve sent this dude to Kash Doll (Yeah, mwah)
I look better, I dress better, I fuck better (Yeah)
I love a nigga that talk shit, make the nut better (Nut better)
All my exes is Os like a love letter (Mwah)
I put an intact on a track, make it run better (Better)
[Pre-Chorus]
Ayy, how a bitch feel aint none of my business
Hoes want me to care about them so bad (So bad)
Girl, I aint worried about none of these niggas
Cant flex on me with somethin I had
[Chorus]
Im laughin like Ah, ha
Ho, suck my dick, Im like Ah, ha
Let me post my lil pic, Im like Ah, ha
Let me show off my fit, Im like Ah, ha
Look, broke bitch, you wish
[Outro]
Ah
Na-na-na-na-boo-boo
Ho, suck my dick, Im like
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![Lelo & Joey Bada$$ - Yoppenheimer (Remix) | Lyrics
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Lelo & Joey Bada$$ - Yoppenheimer (Remix) | Lyrics:
[Intro: Lelo]
Yeah
(Shogun is the master)
Yeah
Lets just be for real, you aint gon find no nigga fly as me
Lets just be for real, you aint gon find no nigga fly as me
[Verse 1: Lelo]
I should buy this bitch a ring, rain sounds when Im in Range
Came round his baby, now he tryna get her kitty spayed
Look and see your baby, aint the safest when its games to play
I should write a book, Ill fuck the bag up, Fifty Shades of Gray
I should write a sermon, serpents surfacing, they predetermined
Baby, Im the snake, cause all my neighbors I just see as vermin
She gon try and brandish all that hate, she prolly think Im nervous
She done tried to brandish all that hate, she prolly think its working
I done lost my cousin, say his name, youll prolly see me hurting
Niggas feeling rose, I should say I did it first
Lil ho think Im slow, finna get them feelings hurt
Lil ho think Im slow, finna get them feelings hurt
[Bridge: Lelo]
Yeah
Im the flyest nigga forever
Yeah
[Verse 2: Lelo, Joey Bada$$]
Yeah, when did being real start to get so fucking easy?
Told your bitch, Hit the road cause I dont fuck with needy
I got niggas in that cage, I dont fuck with Tweety
All my niggas all gang, we dont fuck with bleachers
I know niggas in that field that dont fuck with tweeting
I know niggas in that field that dont fuck with X
She just freaky for a nigga, she dont fuck with X (Nope, uh)
Bitch, I gotta get it now, I dont fuck with next (Look, ayy)
[Verse 3: Joey Bada$$]
Lets just be for real, you aint gon find no nigga fly as me
Flyest nigga, I gotta be, when Im gone, they can honor me
Its levels to this shit and you niggas aint eye to eye to me
Fuck a horoscope, its dollar signs in my astrology
Oppenheimer flow, going nuclear when I ride the beat
Hoppin out the space ship, geronimo, landin on my feet
Lets just be for real, Im the flyest nigga, who beg to differ?
Swag is astronomical, not a star, Im the big dripper
Lil nigga, I can either destroy you or build with you
Versatile style from Bottega to Hilfiger
Been the poster child for the flyest nigga, this worldwide
Like Jekyll and Hyde, how I describe my different sides
She caught the vibe from across the room, Im the main attraction
VVs on my neck got her open, now thats a chain reaction
I mix the rugged with the lavish, we just made it fashion
I mix the rugged with the lavish, we just made it fashion
[Outro: Lelo & Joey Bada$$, Lelo, Joey Bada$$]
Yeah
Lets just be for real, you aint gon find no nigga fly as me (No, uh-uh, nope)
Lets just be for real, you aint gon find no nigga fly as me
Yeah
Lets just be for real, you aint gon find no nigga fly as me
Lets just be for real, you aint gon find no nigga fly as me
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![Tinashe - Crash Out | Lyrics
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Tinashe - Crash Out | Lyrics:
[Intro]
(Uh, uh, uh)
Go crazy (Uh), go, go, go, go, ayy, ayy (Goin)
Go crazy, crazy (Goin, mm)
Mm, go crazy, ayy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Go crazy, crazy (Yeah, yeah)
Go, go, go, go, go, go (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
Think Im bout to lose it, I dont even care no more
Ive been on some cool shit, but Im bout to lose control
Im about to crash out, every time I go outside (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Think Im bout to lose it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1]
Dont talk to me
Used to play nice but Im off of it (Nice)
Cant take that bait they offering (Bait)
And all of that stress on top of it (Stress)
I just need to get my energy right (Energy right)
What you want from me? I— (What you want from me? I—)
Theyve been pressing me, I— (Theyve been pressing me, I—)
This cant be what this life is like
Its overrated, in a city full of people tryna make it
The American dream is outdated
Now they sitting on the Internet hating
[Pre-Chorus]
Talk shit, cant back it up (Back it up)
Bout to hit a switch, bout to cut em off (Cut em off)
All these motherfuckers bout to set me off (Set me off)
I swear, no, Im not the one
[Chorus]
Think Im bout to lose it (Lose it), I dont even care no more (Care no more)
I been on some cool shit (Uh, uh), but Im bout to lose control (Lose control)
Im about to crash out, every time I go outside (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Thi-think Im bout to lose it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Think Im bout to lose it, lose it)
[Verse 2]
I dont wanna be humble (I dont wanna be humble)
I dont wanna be sweet no more (I dont wanna be sweet no more)
I dont wanna be a good girl (I dont wanna be a good girl)
I dont wanna be nice, fuck being polite (I dont wanna be nice, fuck being polite)
Im just being real, everybody uptight (Im just being real, everybody uptight)
Dont need validation but it would be nice (Dont need validation but it would be nice; Yeah)
I cant pretend (I cant pretend; Yeah)
All my enemies getting in my head (All my enemies getting in my head; Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
Call me crazy (Mm), I been so distracted
Im just tryna focus (Focus), now I wanna know
[Pre-Chorus]
How you talk shit, cant back it up? (Yeah)
Bout to hit a switch, bout to cut em off (Off)
All these motherfuckers bout to set me off (Off)
I swear, no, Im not the one (The one)
[Chorus]
Think Im bout to lose it (Think Im bout, lose it all), I dont even care no more (Oh)
I been on some cool shit (Oh, oh), but Im bout to lose control (Control)
Im about to crash out (Crash out), every time I go outside
Everywhere I look now, everybody lost their mind
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Think Im bout to lose it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Think Im bout to lose it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (I dont even care no more)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Think Im bout to lose it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Think Im bout to lose it)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Uh, uh, uh)
Go crazy (Uh), go, go, go, go (Yeah, yeah, yeah), ayy, ayy (Goin)
Go crazy, crazy (Goin, mm)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Mm, go crazy, ayy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Go crazy, crazy (Yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Go, go, go, go, go, go
#tinashe #crashout #rnb #lyrics Tinashe - Crash Out | Lyrics](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/wvorXHf70fg/mqdefault.jpg)

