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Ty Dolla Sign - nobody has to know (with Ronald Isley) | Lyrics:
Ty Dolla Sign - nobody has to know (feat. Ronald Isley) | Lyrics
[Intro: Ronald Isley]
Nobody has to know
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Dick you down, I'll take your soul
You gon' let your homegirls know
Hit it from the back, put you on top
I'll let you take control
Low, go, take my soul
Girl, nobody has to know
Girl, nobody has to know
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign & Ronald Isley]
Don't tell me
You know how we get down when it's just you and me
He can't fuck you like I do, girl, truthfully (Truthfully)
Met your match, I met my match, my twin flame (Twin flame)
And when I watch you walk away, that put me insane
Kill that pussy good and not too fast (Oh, baby, oh, babe)
(And then I whisper, "I need a rematch")
Every time I gotta leave (No), you're so dramatic
(You know I gotta get my get-back, want me to)
Woo
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Ronald Isley]
Dick you down, I'll take your soul
You gon' let your homegirls know (Your homegirls know)
Hit it from the back, put you on top
I'll let you take control
Low, go, take my soul
Girl, nobody has to know (Oh, baby)
Girl, nobody has to know
[Post-Chorus: Ronald Isley]
Nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody
Nobody
[Verse 2: Ronald Isley]
Hold on, baby
Oh, don't let go, well, well, well
Whatever happens here
No, you can't tell a soul (Oh)
I'm your secret lover, yeah
And tonight, your body's mine
Under these covers
Oh, baby
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Dick you down, I'll take your soul
You gon' let your homegirls know
Hit it from the back, put you on top
I'll let you take control
Low, go, take my soul
Girl, nobody has to know
Girl, nobody has to know
[Outro: Ronald Isley]
Nobody has to know
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no (Nobody)
Nobody
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no
Take it slow, baby
#tydollasign #rnb #hiphop #lyrics
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Ty Dolla Sign - nobody has to know (with Ronald Isley) | Lyrics:
Ty Dolla Sign - nobody has to know (feat. Ronald Isley) | Lyrics
[Intro: Ronald Isley]
Nobody has to know
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Dick you down, I'll take your soul
You gon' let your homegirls know
Hit it from the back, put you on top
I'll let you take control
Low, go, take my soul
Girl, nobody has to know
Girl, nobody has to know
[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign & Ronald Isley]
Don't tell me
You know how we get down when it's just you and me
He can't fuck you like I do, girl, truthfully (Truthfully)
Met your match, I met my match, my twin flame (Twin flame)
And when I watch you walk away, that put me insane
Kill that pussy good and not too fast (Oh, baby, oh, babe)
(And then I whisper, "I need a rematch")
Every time I gotta leave (No), you're so dramatic
(You know I gotta get my get-back, want me to)
Woo
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & Ronald Isley]
Dick you down, I'll take your soul
You gon' let your homegirls know (Your homegirls know)
Hit it from the back, put you on top
I'll let you take control
Low, go, take my soul
Girl, nobody has to know (Oh, baby)
Girl, nobody has to know
[Post-Chorus: Ronald Isley]
Nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody
Nobody
[Verse 2: Ronald Isley]
Hold on, baby
Oh, don't let go, well, well, well
Whatever happens here
No, you can't tell a soul (Oh)
I'm your secret lover, yeah
And tonight, your body's mine
Under these covers
Oh, baby
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Dick you down, I'll take your soul
You gon' let your homegirls know
Hit it from the back, put you on top
I'll let you take control
Low, go, take my soul
Girl, nobody has to know
Girl, nobody has to know
[Outro: Ronald Isley]
Nobody has to know
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no (Nobody)
Nobody
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no
Take it slow, baby
#tydollasign #rnb #hiphop #lyrics


![B.o.B - AIRPLANES (Feat. Hayley Williams) | Lyrics
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B.o.B - AIRPLANES (ft. Hayley Williams) | Lyrics:
[Hayley Williams:]
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky are like shooting stars?
I could really use a wish right now
A wish right now
A wish right now
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars?
I could really use a wish right now
A wish right now
A wish right now
[B.o.B:]
Yeah, I could use a dream or a Genie or a wish
To go back to a place much simpler than this
Cause after all the partyin and smashin and crashin
And all the glitz and the glam and the fashion
And all the pandemonium and all the madness
There comes a time where you fade to the blackness
And when youre starin at that phone in your lap
And youre hopin but them people never call you back
But thats just how the story unfolds
You get another hand soon after you fold
And when your plans unravel in the sand
What would you wish for if you had one chance?
So airplane, airplane, sorry Im late
Im on my way so dont close that gate
If I dont make that then Ill switch my flight
And Ill be right back at it by the end of the night
[Hayley Williams (B.o.B):]
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky are like shooting stars? (Shooting stars)
I could really use a wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars? (Shooting stars)
I could really use a wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)
[B.o.B:]
Yeah, yeah, somebody take me back to the days
Before this was a job, before I got paid
Before it ever mattered what I had in my bank
Yeah, back when I was tryin to get a tip at Subway
And back when I was rappin for the hell of it
But nowadays we rappin to stay relevant
Im guessin that if we could make some wishes outta airplanes
Then maybe oh maybe Id go back to the days
Before the politics that we call the rap game
And back when aint nobody listened to my mixtape
And back before I tried to cover up my slang
But this is for Decatur
Whats up, Bobby Ray?
So can I get a wish
To end the politics
And get back to the music
That started this shit?
So here I stand and then again I say
Im hopin we can make some wishes outta airplanes
[Hayley Williams (B.o.B):]
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky are like shooting stars? (Shooting stars)
I could really use a wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)
Can we pretend that airplanes
In the night sky
Are like shooting stars? (Shooting stars)
I could really use a wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)
Wish right now (Wish right now)
[B.o.B (Hayley Williams):]
I could really use a wish right now (oh, oh-oh oh)
I-I-I could really use a wish right now
Like, like, like shootin stars (oh, oh... oh)
I-I-I-I could really use a wish right now
A wish, a wish right now
(A wish right now)
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![Cardi B - AH-HA (Slowed) | Lyrics
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Cardi B - AH-HA (Slowed Version) | 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, Im 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]
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 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
#cardib #ahha #spedup #lyrics Cardi B - AH-HA (Slowed) | Lyrics](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/loudtd29xMs/mqdefault.jpg)




![YG - GANG BIZNESS (feat. paygotti) | Lyrics #yg #paygotti #hiphop #lyrics
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YG - GANG BIZNESS (feat. paygotti) | Lyrics:
[Intro: PayGotti & YG]
Doubles, nigga, cmon
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Dead homies
Ayy, ayy, ayy (4hunnid!)
[Verse 1: PayGotti]
Gang business, I dont really do no lame shit
Aint no pattin down the killers that I came wiht
Freak bitch and her lil sister on the same shit
Do your thang, on the gang, on the gang, bitch
Blue rag around the .30 when I bounce out
Dont we all just hate a bitch that got a loud mouth?
In the cut with someone, up and clear the crowd out
Nowadays, these niggas kissin ass just for a shoutout
Do your dance in this bitch, throw your gang up
Quiet nigga get aggressive, I dont say much
Block a bitch until I peep she got her pape up
Nigga try to keep up with the kid and they went bankrupt
[Chorus: PayGotti]
Right leg, left leg, get your walk on
Gon be crackin with the opps until they all gone
Free the gang, and Ima scream it til my dawgs home
Thick bitch, know how to fuck it up and she on all fours
Big chop in the duffle, Im a flight risk
Main bitch just got beat up by my side bitch
She aint got no home, trainin’ when she ride dick
Gen 5, keep it on my person like side kick
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[Verse 2: YG]
Woo, niggas, know who I hang with
Aw, damn, Gizzle on the same shit
Woo, in this bitch, gang thick
Real Blood, I aint ever bang Crip
Tried to play with my gangsta, but it aint stick
I dont know what you niggas thought, but it aint it
Niggas online speakin way slick
Fuck a stream, make a nigga twitch when that K hit
Ayy, fuck it up, do the Blood walk
Big team hoops, my bad, thats how the Bloods talk
Tell on who? Knock it the fuck off
Do a crime and do the time, what the Bloods taught
Yeah, burnt out, literally, with a whole lot of artillery
The opps aint gettin rid of me
This new shit Im tryna fuck, but I dont know if she feelin me
Anything is possible off Hennessey
[Chorus: PayGotti & YG]
Right leg, left leg, get your walk on (Get your walk on)
Gon be crackin with the opps until they all gone (Get it brackin)
Free the gang, and Ima scream it til my dawgs home (Free the gang)
Thick bitch, know how to fuck it up and she on all fours (She on, woah)
Big chop in the duffle, Im a flight risk (Big chop)
Main bitch just got beat up by my side bitch (By my who?)
She aint got no home, trainin’ when she ride dick (What? What? What?)
Gen 5, keep it on my person like side kick (What? What? What?)
[Verse 3: YG & PayGotti]
Hol up, where my bitch at?
Come fuck a rich nigga with a six-pack
Murder Gang, spin first, we dont spin back Im the nigga brought the Draccie to the kick back
Goddamn, Gotti, why you did that?
See that bitch right there, Im tryna hit that
Fuck a bitch, do my dougie with a big strapI Im the type to get it crackin where your kids at
Fuck it, if Gotti trippin, Im trippin
Im in this bitch with the Smith and, went up top with the clip in (Dead homies)
Im from Piru, but her Crippin, trigger finger itchin, we toleratin no dissin (Dead homies)
Woulda tried to keep it player but its too late Spot a opp and I got blower, I dont shoot fades Niggas out they rabbit-ass mind like toupee Im from the blue bricks, baby, where we shoot Ks
Im from Top Gang, bitch, and my shoes laced
Went on a few missions, caught a few fades
Squabble up, bitch, I think Im Luke Cage
Got rich and tried to change, it was too late
I wear a Glock like its fashion, got three chops in the mansion
My kins know they daddy is active
Enemy go bashin, they dont want beef, they fastin
I hate opps with a passion
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![Don Toliver - E85 | Lyrics
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Don Toliver - E85 | Lyrics:
[Intro: Don Toliver & Malcolm Todd]
(I love)
(Ive been tryin, tryin, tryin, tryin)
(Ive been cryin, cryin, cry—)
On the highway and Im thinkin that I love her
On the highway and Im thinkin there aint no rubber
On the highway with my significant lover (I love)
(Ive been tryin, tryin, tryin, tryin)
High octane, more fuel for your consumption, nigga
More tane for the vein, nigga (Ive been cryin, cryin, cry—)
Its lit, yeah
[Chorus: Don Toliver]
On the highway and Im thinkin that I love her
On the highway and Im thinkin there aint no rubber
On the highway with my significant lover (It go)
(It go, it go)
You been runnin the summer, you got a brand-new Hummer
We laugh all day like Dumber and Dumber
Im bout to shoot my shot, she lovin my jumper
My favoritе outfit is her see-through romper
[Verse: Don Toliver & Malcolm Todd]
Dont worry, I got you, I promise I wont hurt hеr
She talk like a snappin turtle, she squirt like that shit fertile
Got drink in my cup, on Kirko, she move that ass in circles
Not sippin on green, its purple, we said that shit never hurt, though
I just hope you down for me (Ive been tryin, tryin)
Cause this shit what it supposed to be (I love)
[Chorus: Don Toliver & Malcolm Todd]
On the highway and Im thinkin that I love her
On the highway and Im thinkin there aint no rubber
On the highway with my significant lover (It go)
(It go, it go)
You been runnin the summer, you got a brand-new Hummer
We laugh all day like Dumber and Dumber
Im bout to shoot my shot, she lovin my jumper
My favorite outfit is her see-through romper (I love)
[Outro]
Ive been tryin, tryin, tryin, tryin
Ive been cryin, cryin, cry—
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![Tee Grizzley, Faze Kaysan - Dubs In The Chat (feat. Babyfxce E) | Lyrics
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Tee Grizzley, Kaysan - Dubs In The Chat (feat. Babyfxce E) | Lyrics:
[Intro: Tee Grizzley]
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Kaysan)
Grizz (Lets do it)
Grizz
[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Ayy, my chains froze as fuck, cant wear em all at once cause they too big (Wear em all at once)
Shit like FiveM, we run shit down like GTA, you dig? (Come here)
Irritated cause her head fire, but the pussy mid (Mid)
Like your stepdaddy, act up, we lay that belt on one of you kids (Bitch)
In this bitch with Kaysan (Kaysan), convict like Akon (Like Akon)
You play, you catch thirty just like the nigga that play with Draymond (Curry)
Im workin, but get freaky for me, make it squirt on FaceTime (Let me see somethin)
Shе see this shit, she leavin you, you bettеr hope your bae blind (Better hope she cant see this shit)
[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley]
I know how to adapt, I got comfortable in the trap (I got comfortable in the trap)
I make Ms off of Twitch, nigga, Ws in the chat (Ws in the chat)
We aint just steppin in our city, bitch, we stomp across the map (We stomp across the map)
Gotta pay to join the gang, pussy boy, it cost a hat (Nigga)
Had to teach these niggas, take em back to school like Kai Cenat (Like Kai)
Im in Paris on some fashion shit, got on some Prada slacks (Check me out)
Boy, Im grown, I can hit your bitch and your mama, slatt
They say, Bro, the streets dry, they need Grizz, roger that, nigga
[Chorus: Tee Grizzley & Babyfxce E]
My chains froze as fuck, cant wear em all at once cause they too big (Wear em all at once)
Shit like FiveM, we run shit down like GTA, you dig? (Come here)
Irritated cause her head fire, but the pussy mid (Mid)
Like your stepdaddy, act up, we lay that belt on one of you kids (Nigga)
In this bitch with Kaysan, convict like Akon
You play, you catch thirty just like the nigga that play with Draymond
Im workin, but get freaky for me, make it squirt on FaceTime (M Block, Striker Boys, all that shit)
She see this shit, she leavin you, you better hope your bae blind (Aight)
[Verse 2: Babyfxce E]
Eat this bitch on cam, bae tryna get some content (What else?)
Around some bitches so damn bad, I need a sidekick (You hip?)
Bro should scout for the NBA how his ass go find shit (Go get em)
NDA, finna get like Shiesty nem and make hoes sign shit
Ill kill a nigga today, no GTA (Blatt)
Last time I stood in line for somethin was probably them cement Js
Fuck the Drac, grab the full-body K, bro, we gon need more range (Hold on)
Fuck be safe, told my niggas stay dangerous, you gotta be the threat (Threat)
She must be bi, her pussy wet cause I pulled up in Cat (What else?)
Pockets so damn fat, I do a flip, I still wont drop a rack (What else?)
Proud of myself, I remember I was pullin up striker Scat (Aight)
Loud with the belt, a nigga try me, you gon hear the smack (Smack)
[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Ayy, my chains froze as fuck, cant wear em all at once cause they too big (Wear em all at once)
Shit like FiveM, we run shit down like GTA, you dig? (Come here)
Irritated cause her head fire, but the pussy mid (Mid)
Like your stepdaddy, act up, we lay that belt on one of you kids (Bitch)
In this bitch with Kaysan (Kaysan), convict like Akon (Like Akon)
You play, you catch thirty just like the nigga that play with Draymond (Curry)
Im workin, but get freaky for me, make it squirt on FaceTime (Let me see somethin)
She see this shit, she leavin you, you better hope your bae blind (Better hope your bae blind)
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