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Yungeen Ace - Step Harder (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
Fuck nigga, yeah
You know they hate to see I'm still alive out here, I'm still out here, nigga
Yeah, you gotta come step harder when you steppin', nigga
He said when he catch me, he gon' shake somethin'
But when ATK spin, it's a murder one
We got Dracos, we got Tommy guns
I'm ten toes down, I won't ever run
But them niggas pussy as a bitch, I told them niggas step harder
Up the price up on my head, I told them bitches step harder
You sent your bitch to try to set me up, you better step harder
Riding 'round in an Uber, bitch, you better move smarter
Swinging 'round in that jungle, I be out there head first
Hit him four times in the chest, make a nigga head burst
Jacksonville police tryna lock me up for what I said in my verse
I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm a stepper, and I'ma kill that bitch first
Kids will be mad when them niggas ain't out when we slide through
You claim you on the block, that's not true
I was mad when he died and not you
Braggin' when I got shot like that was you
Boy, you pussy as a bitch, you shot who?
I'm still undefeated I can't lose
Since you want to be famous, put his ass in the news
I'm Handy Manny way I'm strapped with the tool
Stop all that flaggin', I let you have it
Speak on my name, you could die too
When the AR bullet starts flying, he frozed up, he ain't know what to do
So when that bitch die, he die confused
I follow them codes 'cause I know what to do
I told my bitch need to still go to school
[?] have them killers outside for you
He said when he catch me, he gon' shake somethin'
But when ATK spin, it's a murder one
We got Dracos, we got Tommy guns
I'm ten toes down, I won't ever run
But them niggas pussy as a bitch, I told them niggas step harder
Up the price up on my head, I told them bitches step harder
You sent your bitch to try to set me up, you better step harder
Riding 'round in an Uber, bitch, you better move smarter
Swinging 'round in that jungle, I be out there head first
Hit him four times in the chest, make a nigga head burst
Jacksonville police tryna lock me up for what I said in my verse
I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm a stepper, and I'ma kill that bitch first
When that pressure applied you ain't never outside
You talking that shit like you ready to die
Got shooters on go when I tell them to slide
They feel like calling you dyke when you hide
Don't come around me if you ain't ready to die
One in the head right now it can go down
Some niggas outside of your car right now
Even for my chain I'll shut this bitch down
Tony Montana, I'm ready for war
Stepped on that boy, you don't know what I saw
You can run but you can't run far
Murder one it's the same rod
Different body you can't tell apart
Bitch the Glock we gon' hit em hard
You think I'm a bitch I'm gonna shoot him in his shit
My hands play defense and they love the licks
He said when he catch me, he gon' shake somethin'
But when ATK spin, it's a murder one
We got Dracos, we got Tommy guns
I'm ten toes down, I won't ever run
But them niggas pussy as a bitch, I told them niggas step harder
Up the price up on my head, I told them bitches step harder
You sent your bitch to try to set me up, you better step harder
Riding 'round in an Uber, bitch, you better move smarter
Swinging 'round in that jungle, I be out there head first
Hit him four times in the chest, make a nigga head burst
Jacksonville police tryna lock me up for what I said in my verse
I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm a stepper, and I'ma kill that bitch first
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Yungeen Ace - Step Harder (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
Fuck nigga, yeah
You know they hate to see I'm still alive out here, I'm still out here, nigga
Yeah, you gotta come step harder when you steppin', nigga
He said when he catch me, he gon' shake somethin'
But when ATK spin, it's a murder one
We got Dracos, we got Tommy guns
I'm ten toes down, I won't ever run
But them niggas pussy as a bitch, I told them niggas step harder
Up the price up on my head, I told them bitches step harder
You sent your bitch to try to set me up, you better step harder
Riding 'round in an Uber, bitch, you better move smarter
Swinging 'round in that jungle, I be out there head first
Hit him four times in the chest, make a nigga head burst
Jacksonville police tryna lock me up for what I said in my verse
I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm a stepper, and I'ma kill that bitch first
Kids will be mad when them niggas ain't out when we slide through
You claim you on the block, that's not true
I was mad when he died and not you
Braggin' when I got shot like that was you
Boy, you pussy as a bitch, you shot who?
I'm still undefeated I can't lose
Since you want to be famous, put his ass in the news
I'm Handy Manny way I'm strapped with the tool
Stop all that flaggin', I let you have it
Speak on my name, you could die too
When the AR bullet starts flying, he frozed up, he ain't know what to do
So when that bitch die, he die confused
I follow them codes 'cause I know what to do
I told my bitch need to still go to school
[?] have them killers outside for you
He said when he catch me, he gon' shake somethin'
But when ATK spin, it's a murder one
We got Dracos, we got Tommy guns
I'm ten toes down, I won't ever run
But them niggas pussy as a bitch, I told them niggas step harder
Up the price up on my head, I told them bitches step harder
You sent your bitch to try to set me up, you better step harder
Riding 'round in an Uber, bitch, you better move smarter
Swinging 'round in that jungle, I be out there head first
Hit him four times in the chest, make a nigga head burst
Jacksonville police tryna lock me up for what I said in my verse
I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm a stepper, and I'ma kill that bitch first
When that pressure applied you ain't never outside
You talking that shit like you ready to die
Got shooters on go when I tell them to slide
They feel like calling you dyke when you hide
Don't come around me if you ain't ready to die
One in the head right now it can go down
Some niggas outside of your car right now
Even for my chain I'll shut this bitch down
Tony Montana, I'm ready for war
Stepped on that boy, you don't know what I saw
You can run but you can't run far
Murder one it's the same rod
Different body you can't tell apart
Bitch the Glock we gon' hit em hard
You think I'm a bitch I'm gonna shoot him in his shit
My hands play defense and they love the licks
He said when he catch me, he gon' shake somethin'
But when ATK spin, it's a murder one
We got Dracos, we got Tommy guns
I'm ten toes down, I won't ever run
But them niggas pussy as a bitch, I told them niggas step harder
Up the price up on my head, I told them bitches step harder
You sent your bitch to try to set me up, you better step harder
Riding 'round in an Uber, bitch, you better move smarter
Swinging 'round in that jungle, I be out there head first
Hit him four times in the chest, make a nigga head burst
Jacksonville police tryna lock me up for what I said in my verse
I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm a stepper, and I'ma kill that bitch first
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![Baby Keem - Good Flirts ft. Kendrick Lamar, Momo Boyd (Lyrics)
Baby Keem - Good Flirts ft. Kendrick Lamar, Momo Boyd (Lyrics)
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Lyrics:
[Chorus: Baby Keem]
You used to call my phone on a Friday night
Its been over twice, its been over, weve been over, yet
You always called my phone on a Friday night (Night)
Its been over twice, its been over, weve been over
[Post-Chorus: Momo Boyd]
Dont you love a good flirt with a stranger?
Dont you love lettin out a good cry, baby?
Aint coming home on a Friday night
Im all good, my hips still wine
Dont you love a good flirt with a stranger?
Dont you love lettin out a— cry?
Aint coming home on a Friday night
Im all good, my hips still wine
[Verse 1: Baby Keem]
You was almost like my safe haven, but you ended up actin up, baby
Barely together even, you always playin
Now you hatin cause what these bitchеs be sayin
Like, I aint nevеr took you on vacation?
What gets me, they stay hatin
Its crazy cause you had everythin they chasin, like
Somebody you can call on, a place you can call home until it went all wrong
Shawty, you on one
[Chorus: Baby Keem]
You used to call my phone on a Friday night
Its been over twice, its been over, weve been over, yet
You always called my phone on a Friday night (Night)
Its been over twice, its been over, weve been over
[Post-Chorus: Momo Boyd]
Dont you love a good flirt with a stranger?
Dont you love lettin out a good cry, baby?
Aint coming home on a Friday night
Im all good, my hips still wine
Dont you love a good flirt with a stranger?
Dont you love lettin out a— cry?
Aint coming home on a Friday night
Im all good, my hips still wine
[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar & Baby Keem]
I never knew a luh-luh-luh, a love like this
Flood your contour, make you blush like this
Fuck a friend zone when you hug like this
Nibble on your ear, touch your butt like this, we adjust like this
If Gods a girl, then in God we trust like this
To be honest, niggas love love too
Shit, I gossip with my bitch like Im Young Thug too
Dumb lungs on you, spun the hair bun loose
Rightin wrongs til they come with royalties and pub too
(Where you at?) At the house with it, watchin Sinners
(Who you with?) On the couch with my favorite sinner
(Fuck that bitch) I was about to, but you convinced us
Should I decorate her walls or log off the Pinterest?
Uh, never too late to meditate on emotional attachments
Even if I fall short from my distractions
Been missin your booty, lovin on your booty
Kissin on your booty, crushin on your booty
Remember me? Iceberg jeans or the Trueys
Duckworth, you know, street smart, but Im goofy
Wait, you must got a platinum record in the coochie
(I got a platinum plaque in the coochie)
Been missin your booty, lovin on your booty
Kissin on your booty, crushin on your booty
[Chorus: Baby Keem]
You used to call my phone on a Friday night
Its been over twice, its been over, weve been over, yet
You always called my phone on a Friday night (Night)
Its been over twice, its been over, weve been over
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![Candyman - Knockin Boots (Lyrics)
Candyman - Knockin Boots (Lyrics)
Spotify:
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Lyrics:
[Intro: Tone Lōc]
Attention all ladies
The Candyman is on the prowl
And for those that wanna get busy
You gots to speak up now
[Verse 1: Candyman]
This rhyme, this time is one of a kind
Blowin yo mind like only the Candyman can
Like a heavyweight champion, knockin em out, another bout without a doubt
Once again, you can scream and shout
When I rock the bells, yell out my name
This is what youve been missin, listen to my heart beat while Im whisperin
I know youre sufferin, so sweet, a Candyman sweet nothings
Huggin and tuggin and rubbin, loving it all, havin a ball
All yall girlies next to me, talkin sex to me
We cant do that yet, but I bet well chill
(Candyman, tell em the truth)
Well still end up knockin the boots
[Chorus: Shatasha Williams]
Ooh boy, I love you so
Never ever ever gonna let you go
Once I get my hands on you
[Verse 2: Candyman]
At each and every show, theres this groupie
Artis knows what she wants to do to me
She knows my name, knows every rap routine
But howd she get in my limousine?
Dont act fool, dont drool
Im just a performer, I was cool but the room got warmer
Norma cornered me in, her and a friend named Lynn, then
They checked me in to the Holiday Inn
I didnt let em win, said my pockets was thin
She blew me a kiss, I knew she wasnt new to this
I didnt want to, but the devil made me do it
To the tick-tock ya dont stop
We knock boots til 6 oclock, as we lay all night long
And early in the mornin, she sang this song
[Chorus: Shatasha Williams, Candyman]
Ooh boy I love you so
Never ever ever gonna let you go
Once I get my hands on you
Ooh boy I love you so
Never ever ever gonna let you go
I hope you feel the same way too (Girl, I do)
[Verse 3: Candyman]
Tunnel of love is what Im enterin
When I mention it, youre surrenderin
Givin it up like a good girl has to
Livin it up, eventually you ask to stay
Youre gonna pay for this
Just rest your breast on my chest, yes Im impressed
With the way you cold love me down
I dont wanna sit down, I just wanna get down
Im on the ground, down on my knees
Like James Brown singing Please, please
Round two, Im down to do what it takes to make you understand
Im the Candyman, and I melt in your mouth, not in your hands
Hard as a rock, yes, Im no sucka
The boots I knock make me one bad mother— (mother, mother)
[Verse 4: Candyman]
Knockin, while Im a hip-hoppin
Many people say my lyrics are shocking
Just because of the simple subject
Everyone should love this, cause everybody does it
Whether they admit it or if they deny it, you better keep quiet
Or else you might have to see a few skeletons, but girl, thats irrelevant
Break out the bottle of Asti Spumante, pop off the top and rock with my posse
Fila Al, Big Dill, and D Fly
We ask the questions, you give the reply
MC Chip, Big Rob and Bud
Rockin on the waterbed, knockin on the rugs
Im just playin, what Im sayin aint ill
Girl, you should know Im real (Unh, unh)
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