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Freddie Dredd - Greed (Lyrics)
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◼️Lyrics:
[Chorus]
She said, "Take your time, what's the rush?"
I said, "Baby, I'm a dog, I'm a mutt"
She said, "Take your time, what's the rush?" Oh
I said, "Baby, I'm a dog, I'm a mutt"
I'm a dog, I'm a mutt
[Verse 1]
I can't smoke on reggie, so pardon my bluntness
I see past pretty faces, so I got trouble trusting
[Pre-Chorus]
But I'll let my guard down for you
Said I'll put my guard down for you
Said I'll be vulnerable
So you can break my heart if you want to
[Chorus]
She said, "Take your time, what's the rush?"
I said, "Baby, I'm a dog, I'm a mutt"
She said, "Take your time, what's the rush?"
I said, "Baby, I'm a dog, I'm a mutt"
I'm a dog, I'm a mutt
[Verse 2]
New crib, told her, "Come through," it's time to bring it in
Thirty-two, like my pants size 'cause a nigga tried breaking in
New condo, say your name at the front, you can stay if you want
It's been one of those nights, one of those nights I ain't had in a minute
It's been a minute, had to pop a shroom to recreate the feeling (Ooh, yeah)
But it's never the same as the first time we did it
First time we did it
[Pre-Chorus]
But I'll let my guard down for you (For you)
Said I'll put my guard down for you
Said I'll be vulnerable
So you can break my heart if you want to (Oh)
[Chorus]
She said, "Take your time, what's the rush?" (Take your time, what's the rush?)
I said, "Baby, I'm a dog, I'm a mutt" (Oh)
She said, "Take your time, what's the rush?" Oh (The rush)
I said, "Baby, I'm a dog, I'm a mutt" (Ooh)
I'm a dog, I'm a mutt (Mutt, oh)
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◼️Lyrics:
[Chorus: Don Toliver]
This shit half ironic
I'm smokin' chronic
Pop one more, might vomit
Move quick like I'm Sonic, uh
Turn off yo comments, uh (Don't read it, babe)
Turnin' off yo comments, yeah (Don't read it, babe)
Turnin' off yo comments (Don't read it, babe)
Turnin' off yo comments (Woo)
This shit half ironic (Ironic)
I'm smokin' chronic (I'm smokin')
Pop one more, might vomit (Uh-huh)
Move quick like I'm Sonic, uh (Uh-huh)
Turn off them comments
Turnin' off yo comments, yeah (Don't read it, babe)
Turnin' off yo comments (Don't read it, babe)
Turnin' off yo comments, yeah (Don't read it, babe)
[Verse: Don Toliver]
I'm just tryna get to know you, babe
Put your legs on my shoulder, babe
Come in 'cause I got more to say
You the main, baker made more today
Sold me a putz and I'm off the K
You had me up good, bet I owe you, bae
Yeah, I got somethin' I wanna show you, bae
You doin' too much, better find your place, ah
Oh, when the JACKBOYS bettin' up the stakes
We come in here to bop, yeah, bop the place
And shawty, she a freak, wanna fuck my face
I'll tell you when I'm cummin' out my nut, okay
Don't read those comments, they got nothin' to say
Don't read those comments, they got nothin' to say
They got nothin' to say
[Chorus: Don Toliver]
This shit half ironic
I'm smokin' chronic
Pop one more, might vomit
Move quick like I'm Sonic, uh
Turn off yo comments, uh (Don't read it, babe)
Turnin' off yo comments, yeah (Don't read it, babe)
Turnin' off yo comments (Don't read it, babe)
Turnin' off yo comments (Woo)
This shit half ironic (Ironic)
I'm smokin' chronic (I'm smokin')
Pop one more, might vomit (Uh-huh)
Move quick like I'm Sonic, uh (Uh-huh)
Turn off them comments
Turnin' off yo comments, yeah (Don't read it, babe)
Turnin' off yo comments (Don't read it, babe)
Turnin' off yo comments, yeah (Don't read it, babe)
[Interlude]
You're listening to JB2
(This is my station) (Yeah)
[Outro: Bun B]
So if you ain't [?] baked in, somebody BP yet to pull over
Find payphone, have some change
You know what I'm sayin'?
All that typa shit just to answer the call
That's the problem, like we was– we was bakin' enough money, we had to hope
And we ain't have nobody to hit 'cause nobody else had them hoes (Niggas)
They'll just be a pimp
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◼️Lyrics:
[Chorus]
Somebody better get her 'cause she out here lookin' fine
Better pop your shit because I'm out here poppin' mine
The way these diamonds hittin', bitches damn near goin' blind
Look, 'cause Don Julio gon' do the trick every time (Yeah)
Nigga lose me, you know that nigga out his mind
Tell her make a hit, she in the stu' just wastin' time
If I take your nigga, I don't wanna hear no cryin'
'Cause I ain't say shit when hoes was out herе fuckin' mine, huh (Look)
[Verse 1]
Outside grindin', I'ma shine all summеr
Bad-ass bitch, I know that every nigga want her
Real fine shit, man, I get it from my mother
I'm a demon, I'll fuck your opp and fuck your brother
[Refrain]
Bottle after bottle after bottles in this motherfucker
All my friends tens, look like models in this motherfucker
Hoes throwin' ass, need some dollars in this motherfucker
Bad yellow bitch, look like Latto in this motherfucker
[Chorus]
Somebody better get her 'cause she out here lookin' fine
Better pop your shit because I'm out here poppin' mine
The way these diamonds hittin', bitches damn near goin' blind
Look, 'cause Don Julio gon' do the trick every time (Yeah)
Nigga lose me, you know that nigga out his mind (Yeah)
Tell her make a hit, she in the stu' just wastin' time (Yeah)
If I take your nigga, I don't wanna hear no cryin' (No)
'Cause I ain't say shit when hoes was out here fuckin' mine, huh
[Verse 2]
New bag (Bag), new ice (Ice)
Shittin' on these bitches whole life (Life)
Fat ass (Ass), want a bite? (Huh?)
For a bad bitch, I'm a whole dyke
If I hit the club, I'm goin' home with a stripper (Stripper)
Got a bangin' body, then I'm on it like some glitter, huh (Yes)
Maybe I'm buggin' (Buggin'), maybe I'm trippin' (Trippin')
I let you have the nigga ho, how come you ain't with him? (Ah)
I'm somewhere on the Amalfi Coast, tannin' somewhere naked (Naked)
You somewhere on the water broke, bitches must be pregnant (Ayy)
Y'all fuckin' on my ex now, damn, y'all must be desperate (What?)
RIP to OG Maco, who the baddest? Bitch, you guessed it, brr (Yes)
[Refrain]
Bottle after bottle after bottles in this motherfucker
All my friends bad, look like models in this motherfucker
Bitches throwin' ass, need some dollars in this motherfucker (Yeah)
Bad yellow bitch, look like Latto in this motherfucker (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Outro]
It's the baddest bitch (Bardi)
Brim Reaper (Ya heard?)
Bardi (Haha, ha, brr)
Not your girl
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◼️Lyrics:
[Pre-Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
Love, let's talk about love
Is it anything and everything you hoped for?
Or do the feeling haunt you? (Haunt)
I know the feeling haunt you (Haunt)
[Chorus: SZA]
This may be the night that my dreams might let me know
All the stars approach you
All the stars approach you
All the stars approach you
This may be the night that my dreams might let me know
All the stars are closer
All the stars are closer
All the stars are closer
[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
Tell me what you gon' do to me (Do to me)
Confrontation ain't nothin' new to me (New to me)
You can bring a bullet, bring a sword, bring a morgue
But you can't bring the truth to me (Truth to me)
Fuck you and all your expectations (Expectations)
I don't even want your congratulations (Congratulations)
I recognize your false confidence and calculated promises
All in your conversation (Conversation)
I hate people that feel entitled (Entitled)
Look at me crazy 'cause I didn't invite you (Invite you)
Oh, you important? You the moral to the story? You endorsin'?
Mothafucka, I don't even like you (Like you)
Corrupt a man's heart with a gift (With a gift)
That's how you find out who you dealin' with (Dealin' with)
A small percentage who I'm buildin' with (Buildin' with)
I want the credit if I'm losin' or I'm winnin'
On my mama, that's the realest shit
[Pre-Chorus: Kendrick Lamar]
Love, let's talk about love
Is it anything and everything you hoped for?
Or do the feeling haunt you? (Haunt)
I know the feeling haunt you (Haunt)
[Chorus: SZA]
This may be the night that my dreams might let me know
All the stars approach you
All the stars approach you
All the stars approach you
This may be the night that my dreams might let me know
All the stars are closer
All the stars are closer
All the stars are closer
[Verse 2: SZA]
Skin covered in ego
Get to talkin' like ya involved
Like a rebound, no control
No off switch in the way that you bringin' me down
It's a turn on, get it away from me
Know you mean wrong, keep away from me
And it's all wrong, get it away from me, yeah, yeah
I just cry for no reason
I just pray for no reason
I just thank for the life, for the day
For the hours and another life breathin'
How did it all go to feel good?
You'd leave it all if it feel bad
Better live your life
We been runnin' out of time
[Pre-Chorus: Kendrick Lamar, SZA]
Love, let's talk about love (Let's talk about love, is)
Is it anything and everything you hoped for? (Anything, oh, oh, this)
Or do the feeling haunt you? (Haunt; haunt, haunt)
I know the feeling haunt you (Haunt)
[Chorus: SZA]
This may be the night that my dreams might let me know
All the stars approach you
All the stars approach you
All the stars approach you
This may be the night that my dreams might let me know
All the stars are closer
All the stars are closer
All the stars are closer
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◼️Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
Can all my big ladies come to the front?
Skinny bitches go to the back
No, no, no skinny bitches come back up here, back up here, come on
Skinny bitch come through, uh-huh
Twist bitch come through (Yeah)
Skinny bitch come through (Mm-mm, mm-mm), mm-mm
Lil' bitch come through, mm
[Chorus]
Where the big girls at? (Huh?)
Tryna find where the big girls at (Huh, huh?)
Where the big girls at? (Where they at?)
Tryna slide up in the big girl back (Okay, okay)
Skinny bitch, come through (Where the big girls at?)
Uh, uh, tell me where the big girls at (Where thеy at?)
Where the big girls at, huh (Whеre they at?)
I'm tryna slide up in a big girl back (Okay)
[Verse 2]
Whoo, big girls, what it do?
Step to the front, it's all on you, mm (All on you)
Whoo, big girls, what it do?
Step to the front, I'm tryna ball on you (Ball on you)
Swish, uh, I like 'em thick, I like 'em tall
Ain't gon' cap, I like 'em big, I like 'em all (Mhm)
Mm, big girls all like
"Now she wanna hang where the big dawgs at" (Turn me up)
[Verse 3]
Skinny girls, where they at? Uh
Big girls winnin', yeah, it's time for a snack (Uh)
Tired all day, now it's time to relax (Uh)
We gon' call 'em big, don't you never call 'em fat (At all)
Ugh, big girl walk through like ugh (Like ugh)
Put it in they face like ugh (Like ugh)
Watch 'em all hate like ugh (Like ugh)
Man, fuck what they say like ugh (Like ugh)
[Chorus]
Where the big girls at? (Huh?)
Tryna find where the big girls at (Huh, huh?)
Where the big girls at? (Where they at?)
Tryna slide up in a big girl back (Okay, okay)
Skinny bitch, come through (Where the big girls at?)
Uh-uh, tell me where the big girls at (Where they at?)
Where the big girls at?
I'm tryna slide up in a big girl back (Big bank for a big motherfucker, hype a nigga)
[Verse 4]
Big shit, big dank, bad girl on my two steps
Set trippin' on these bitches, I ain't fuckin' with loose lips
Got a problem wit' a boss, check my credit and blueprint
Had to fly across the world, I'ma been spread out my movement, uh
Yeah, she bad but she ain't fuckin' wit' me
High ho, high standards, you'd be fuckin' for free
One bitch, two bitches, three bitches, I eat
Last ho went missin', had to pick up her teeth
[Verse 5]
Uh, I'm the biggest, yeah, I'm the baddest, I mean it
All the niggas' jaws drop when they discover my singin'
Got the whole world mad, how I be flexin' my booties
Front booty, back booty, niggas still wanna do me
Ugh, where the big girls at? He want a big girl
Lift my foopa to the ceilin', what you shy for?
Got a whole lotta cushion for a hot girl
That's a whole lotta lovin' for a bad day
[Chorus]
Where the big girls at? (Huh?)
Tryna find where the big girls at (Yeah, huh, huh?)
Where the big girls at? (Where they at?)
Tryna slide up in a big girl back (okay, okay)
Skinny bitch, come through (Where the big girls at?)
Uh-uh, tell me where the big girls at (Where they at?)
Where the big girls at? (Huh?)
I'm tryna slide up in a big girl back
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[Intro: SZA]
Baby, take me dancing tonight
Baby, take me dancing tonight
Baby, take me dancing tonight
Baby, take me dancing tonight
[Chorus: Doja Cat]
You're so raw, boy, and you're so romantic
When you fuck me right and then you take me dancing
It gets lonely out here in this big old mansion
In these hills cooped up, boy, can you take me dancing?
[Post-Chorus: Doja Cat]
Left, right, bend, slide
Hips, waist, spin, hold it
Tick, tick, tick (Are you ready?)
More body, less mind
Left, right, bend, slide
Hips, waist, spin, hold it
Tick, tick, tick (I'm gettin' ready)
More body, less mind
[Verse 1: Doja Cat]
Pullin' up, stay invited
Bring a sidekick, come save me from
My emotions, babe, you're psychic
Bottled them up so you can sip me out
[Pre-Chorus: Doja Cat]
Layin' on my lounge
Just chasin' my high
Waiting for your call
To take me tonight
[Chorus: Doja Cat]
You're so raw, boy, and you're so romantic
When you fuck me right and then you take me dancing
It gets lonely out here in this big old mansion
In these hills cooped up, boy, can you take me dancing?
[Verse 2: SZA]
See me runnin' out, you get me out of the house
Hit the town, we can ride on the shore
I got a big bankroll and I'm out of control and I'm tryna give it all to you
I wanna ride it, we can go anywhere you want
All night, you know with me, you winning, boy
Salsa dancing, I feel so romantic
Can't keep up, get up off your feet
I'm beyond the drugs you need
[Chorus: Doja Cat]
You're so raw, boy, and you're so romantic
When you fuck me right and then you take me dancing
It gets lonely out here in this big old mansion
In these hills cooped up, boy, can you take me dancing?
[Post-Chorus: Doja Cat]
Left, right, bend, slide
Hips, waist, spin, hold it
Tick, tick, tick (Are you ready?)
More body, less mind
Left, right, bend, slide
Hips, waist, spin, hold it
Tick, tick, tick (I'm gettin' ready)
More body, less mind
[Bridge: Doja Cat & SZA]
Take me dancing (Baby, take me dancing tonight)
Take me dancing (Baby, take me dancing tonight)
Take me dancing (Baby, take me dancing tonight)
Take me dancing (Baby, take me dancing tonight)
[Bridge: SZA]
You're raw, romantic
Fuck me right, ooh, you take me dancing
Lonely out here in the hills, baby
Take me dancing, babe
[Chorus: Doja Cat & SZA]
You're so raw, boy, and you're so romantic
When you fuck me right and then you take me dancing
It gets lonely out here in this big old mansion
In these hills cooped up, boy, can you take me dancing? (Baby, take me dancing tonight)
[Post-Chorus: Doja Cat]
Left, right, bend, slide
Hips, waist, spin, hold it
More body, less mind
Left, right, bend, slide
Hips, waist, spin, hold it
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If they wasn't grillin' before
They gon' be really mad when we hit the floor
It's a crime to be gorgeous
Between you and a million phones
They takin' pictures like we hittin' a pose
It's alright to be honest
Even when we sit in the dark
I feel the prettiest that you ever saw
Are your eyes even open?
It ain't ever really our fault
We make a killing being so beautiful
It's a crime to be gorgeous
It's a crime to be gorgeous
It's a crime to be gorgeous
It's a crime to be gorgeous
It's a crime
Look at me
Look at me
Yeah, look at me, really look at me
Loaded the magazine, they throwin' the book at me
I'm bookin' it 80 miles per hour 'cause my jewelry
I'm cookin' some collard greens, I ain't got no room for these
Then I got surgery 'cause of scrutiny
But he like my before and after pictures, he cool wit' these
I took off the wig and put some mousse on my new 4C
I put on the wig and take it off as I damn well please
I look like my family, I don't need to brag
Titty used to sag, least she got some ass
Can't avoid the pap, can't even avoid the cash
Yeah, you beautiful, baby, but you got more than that
Pretty hurts, don't talk to me 'bout Brazilians
After that wax, you thought you wanted to kill him
But now you walkin' 'round like you one in a million
He lookin' at me like he want some beautiful children
If they wasn't grillin' before
They gon' be really mad when we hit the floor
It's a crime to be gorgeous
Between you and a million phones
They takin' pictures like we hittin' a pose
It's alright to be honest
Even when we sit in the dark
I feel the prettiest that you ever saw
Are your eyes even open?
It ain't ever really our fault
We make a killing being so beautiful
It's a crime to be gorgeous
(It's all we need, it's all we want) It's a crime to be gorgeous
(It's all we need, it's all we want) It's a crime to be gorgeous
(It's all we need, it's all we want) It's a crime to be gorgeous
(It's all we need, it's all we want) It's a crime
She like white gold in her hardware
With an install and a long nail
With a eyelash and it's glued on
She ain't so Christian in Louboutins
And now she got contacts but no close friends
And she lasered all that hair off
And she thank God for that Emsculpt
She wanna be chic when it's inspired by heroin
Ah, there you go with that smile again
She stay in school but she more privy to collagen
Aw, now you on botched again
You oughta cut off all them Khias, they toxic, friend, ah
You gettin' showered in compliments, huh (I do)
You feel empowered but not within
I mean I only got myself to appeal to (I do)
They got they nose up judging me, but ain't all of 'em real
So if they wasn't grilling
If they wasn't grillin' before
They gon' be really mad when we hit the floor
It's a crime to be gorgeous
Between you and a million phones
They takin' pictures like we hittin' a pose
It's alright to be honest
Even when we sit in the dark
I feel the prettiest that you ever saw
Are your eyes even open?
It ain't ever really our fault
We make a killing being so beautiful
It's a crime to be gorgeous
(It's all we need, it's all we want) It's a crime to be gorgeous
(It's all we need, it's all we want) It's a crime to be gorgeous
(It's all we need, it's all we want) It's a crime to be gorgeous
(It's all we need, it's all we want) It's a crime to be gorgeous
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[Chorus]
A little more back and forth
A little more catch and throw, baby
The more we can clear this smoke
A little further I'll go
Maybe in time, we'll know
Maybe I'll fall in love, baby
Maybe we'll win some hearts
Gotta just play your cards
[Post-Chorus]
Play your cards (Right)
Play your cards (Right)
Play your cards (Right)
Play your cards (Right)
[Verse 1]
Baby, be good to me, I don't care who's with me
Calling me "mon chérie", try to get in my hosiery
If you got notes for me, I ain't no employee
Give me that two for three or you'll be losing me
If you catch it, I'll be on the floor
Can you pull my body off the bar?
[Chorus]
A little more back and forth
A little more catch and throw, baby
The more we can clear the smoke
A little further I'll go
Maybe in time, we'll know
Maybe I'll fall in love, baby
Maybe we'll win some hearts
Baby, just play your cards
[Post-Chorus]
Play your cards (Right)
Play your cards (Right)
Play your cards (Right)
Play your cards (Right)
[Verse 2]
Hey there, stranger, take you where you want, you can say, "Where, stranger?"
If you play fair, stranger, it's all you could eat while I lay there, stranger
Girls turned on by danger, I'm turned on when he run that bank up
He's turned on when I fill this tank up
No bra, fresh beat, watch him scrunch his face up
I'm enough to wait for, move too quick and you off the roster
Break bread, nigga, don't twirl the pasta
Hand on my ass, that'll stir the block up
I ain't just some girl on your notch and not many men make me nervous a lot
Might splurge in the yacht, I'm tryna figure out if he deserve it or not
You got a way with your words so they flock
Playing all your cards right first and it's hot
Show me that you got the nerve and the chops
Maybe then, you could get the permanent spot
[Chorus]
A little more back and forth
A little more catch and throw, baby
The more we can clear the smoke
A little further I'll go
Maybe in time we'll know
Maybe I'll fall in love, baby
Maybe we'll win some hearts
Baby, just play your cards
[Post-Chorus]
Play your cards (Right)
Play your cards (Right)
Play your cards (Right)
Play your cards (Right)
[Outro]
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Dum-da-da-dum, yeah, dum-da-da-dum-da-da
Dum-da-da-dum, yeah, dum-da-da-dum-da-da
Dum-da-da-dum, yeah, dum-da-da-dum-da-da
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[Intro]
Everybody's lookin' at me
Everybody's lookin' at me
Everybody's lookin' at me
Everybody's lookin' at me
Everybody's lookin' at me (Shit is so crazy)
Everybody's lookin' at me (It's like)
Everybody's lookin' at me (Everywhere I go, I'm in the spotlight)
Everybody's lookin' at me (From the moment I wake up, it's)
[Verse 1]
Lights, action, cameras flashin' (Shh)
Managers, sponsors, concerts, monster mashin' (Yeah)
Moshin', everyone thrashin' (Ugh)
Laughin', lashin' in arrogant fashion
Type who might throw his underwear in the trash and
Wipe his ass with the American flag like Marilyn Manson (Haha)
Updated Axl Rose
Whitе version of Shaft, pimp slappin' hoes (Psh)
Pull up like a Mac, jеt black limos
Stretch so far back, can't see the back windows
Steppin' out, pink hats, furs, and minks
Bitch on each arm, what the fuck you think? (Shit)
Right arm got that kid from NSYNC's bitch on it (Britney)
Left arm got that little P!nk chick on it
Me and Dre at the VMA's again
Pissin' off these lesbians and gays again (It's rainin' men)
Strut as we walk the carpet
Stop under the tarp and talk to Carson (What up?)
VJs pleadin' with us not to start shit (Please, please)
Not to stomp the shit out of Chocolate Starfish (No)
Pose for the snapshots, paparazzi (Ch-ch)
Everybody's eyes are watchin'
Just tryin' to guess what I'ma do next, waitin' to see
I just walk in, sit down, and take my seat, it's like
[Verse 2]
Arrested for gun possession
Have I learned my lesson? Fuck no, 'nother Smith & Wesson
Pissed off, pistol whippin', let's pick contestants
Mr. Just Can't Use His Fist For Weapons
Lookin' around for some next shit to step in
Twisted rep, y'all got a misconception
I wonder would I be misunderstood
If I wasn't from the hood, I was from some good
Uppity-dum suburb in some upscale community?
I guess you can see what trailers do to me
Grow up, not give a fuck, fail in school and be cool as me
Scream, "Fuck sluts, jail, and jewelry"
I never would've dreamed women ever would've screamed
My name louder than miK when she's arguin' with me
It's hard for me to be humble and still have it in me to rumble with anybody who wants to
I must prove I'm no punk, he's punched through, it's for uncle, I know you're watchin'
And I'm much too much pride to show you that I'm hurtin' inside
I'll never let my guard down, this curtain is wide open and I
[Verse 3]
My private life is Springer, five times a night
See it via satellite, live right on site and hold on tight
Shit, fuck the Tyson fight, you might see my efiw try suicide tonight (What? Yikes)
See, I done fucked up and told so much
It's probably the only reason I sold so much
'Cause y'all know so much, what's left to do?
But try to keep my pointy-ass nose out of the news
'Cause newsflashes travel faster than lightning rods
"Oh God, he's on stage with Elton John
He's got a motherfucking pink GLAAD T-Shirt on
Huggin' a homosexual, flippin' the cameras off"
"But at the Grammys? Thought Slim hated the Grammys"
No, I said, "You think I give a damn about a Grammy?"
You never answered me
Now had you have asked me, I'da told you exactly why I wasn't here last year
See, there's nominees for the best album
Rap's got a separate category, now how come?
What are we, peons? Fuck Celine Dion
Pee on your corny award show you want me on
But guess what? That means you win
I can't give in and let y'all beat me again
Plus, this year, my record's almost diamond
I'm in the same category as Paul Simon
Ain't no other rap in the category I'm in
But they're callin' me to the stage, tellin' me I win
So just as I go on to approach the podium
The crowd's goin' nuts like they're about to explode or somethin'
Expectin' me to give some acceptance speech
That's gonna knock each motherfucker out of their seats
But the truth is, I ain't have shit to say
Except, "Thanks, but you should've gave this shit to Dre," so
[Outro]
Everybody's lookin' at me
Everybody's lookin' at me
Everybody's lookin' at me
Everybody's lookin' at me
Everybody's lookin' at me
Everybody's lookin' at me
Everybody's lookin' at me
Everybody's lookin' at me
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[Intro: Jorja Smith]
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
[Verse 1: Childish Gambino, Jorja Smith]
I'm just a country boy from Georgia (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Your body's made for California, my love (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Your man does nothin' but adore ya (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
But I wonder, what would he say? (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
You look so good, I can't afford ya (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
He kissed your lips, it looked like torture for you (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
Just 'cause you're sweet don't make you loyal (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
And I wonder, what would he say? (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
[Chorus: Childish Gambino, Jorja Smith]
If in the night, I dream of you (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Doesn't matter what I do (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
In the night, I dream of you (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Every night, I dream of you
[Post-Chorus: Jorja Smith, Childish Gambino & Jorja Smith]
I had to sneak around
'Cause he could never know that
I never wanted happiness
I just wanna be with you
I know you'd drag me down
But you know I know that
You need me too
In the night
[Verse 2: Jorja Smith]
I'm smiling in his face all daily (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh oh)
Last night, I said it was his baby (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Oh, no, I'm tryna see you when I close my eyes (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
If he finds out, he might go crazy (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
[Chorus: Jorja Smith, Childish Gambino & Jorja Smith]
'Cause In the night, I dream of you (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Doesn't matter what I do (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
In the night, I dream of you (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
But I wonder all through the day
[Post-Chorus: Jorja Smith, Jorja Smith & Childish Gambino, Childish Gambino]
I had to sneak around ('Round)
'Cause he could never know that
I never wanted happiness
I just wanna be with you
I know you drag me down
But you know I know that (You)
You need me too
In the night
[Verse 3: Amaarae, Childish Gambino]
Are you okay? (Okay)
Seen you with that nigga, I said no way (Oh, way)
Creepin' and I caught that bitch in 4K (4K)
Kissin' bitches, now you goin' both ways, (Okay, Oh, oh-oh, Yeah)
Are you okay? (Okay)
Your pocket baby girl, and is that cocaine? (Cocaine)
"You know he's just a friend," that's what they all say (All say)
Bitch, you know you got to see me on my off day (Off day)
[Chorus: Childish Gambino, Jorja Smith]
In the night, I dream of you
Doesn't matter what I do
In the night, I dream of you
Every night, I dream of you (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
[Outro: Childish Gambino, Jorja Smith]
Oh, woah, oh (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Oh, woah, oh (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Oh, woah, oh (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Oh, woah, oh (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
In the night (Oh, woah, oh)
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I can feel you in the night (Oh, woah, oh, woah)
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I can see you in the night (Oh, woah, oh)
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I can feel you in the night (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
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◼️Lyrics:
I said I really like it
Everything about it
Try to make me forget
I had it so perfect
I’m in rack city
You know I got a stack wid me
If I say that I’m brass
Gimme
1 day and I’m back
See mi
Pullin up in a black bimmi
X4
Wid some black rimmies
Any man
Can’t chat to me
Turned up in my eardrums
Now the real world
Sounds mad tinny
Your life goals
Sound mad to me
Made money
And blew it all
Don’t take the mickey
Are you mad?
Minnie
Preein hard
Cah my bread rose
And your little stacks
Looking mad mini
I’m a baller
Don’t let it get messy
I’m bit of Palmer
And a tad Vinnie
Naturally
Casually
Said your bad but
Actually
You ain’t on nutten bad
Really
Fake news
But it’s factually
Sad
To see
Sad
Really
Don’t end up a casualty
Bro roll wid a dark mash
Give the bar cash
I don’t spark hash
Mek the car dash
I’m the black kimmy
Was I dreaming or running out of time?
I need you by my side
Was I dreaming or running out of time?
I need you by my side
I just wanna feel the way you do
I said I really like it
Everything about it
Try to make me forget
I had it so perfect
Was it a riddle or a daydream?
Was it a little more crazy?
I will never see what they see
Never see what they see
I will never see what they see
It’s like a nightmare and you just wanna chase me
You’re living rent free in my head, you gotta pay me
But you act cold truna make me get brain freeze
SKRRRRR
Get in the car
Remember I’m far
Gas pressing it hard
Like ima get melanin dark
Remember me making you laugh and feeling like you was the kev- in my heart
Now you’re my twin from afar and now the people can tell us apart
Hold hold the door
I’m close for sure
Clothes on the floor
Vivid my overthoughts
You’re in my dreams at night
Can’t sleep at night
I call it PTSD, but I see you right
Was I dreaming or running out of time?
I need you by my side
I just wanna feel the way you do
I said I really like it
Everything about it
Try to make me forget
I had it so perfect
Was it a riddle or a daydream?
Was it a little more crazy?
I will never see what they see
Never see what they see
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◼️Lyrics:
[Intro: 347aidan]
Lookin' through my memories, fallin' into jealousy
How can I miss you? You're really just my enemy
Breakin' apart, but I gotta hold my legacy
(Great John on the beat by the way)
And I don't wanna die-I don't-I don't wanna die young and—
[Verse 1: Sleepy Hallow]
Ayy, I don't wanna die young, so I stay with a stick
Still on that shit, fuck two times six
Forgot who I was, let me talk my shit, like
Sturdiana, buss a move when I get up behind ya
Shorty bad, she get it from her mama
I do what I do and she do what she wanna
That's a fact and no cap
Me and Sheff had to run up them racks
If you miss then we doublin' back
2018, I was stuck in the trap
Fell in love and I got too attached
Heart got broke, it ain't no comin' back
If we up it, ain't no comin' back
Fuck with my opps, said they no comin' back
Is you with it?, If you up it, I up it, let's get it
Sleepy ain't feel no love in a minute
But, fuck it 'cause I ain't been broke in a minute
And your bitch hit me up said she just wanna fuck
'Cause she ain't feel the strokes in a minute
You know me, I be hittin' it different
So you can't get it back when I'm finished
So you can't get it—
When l'm cookin,' l'm not in the kitchen
I'm probably somewhere outta town doing business
So, I'm sorry if I couldn't kick it
I got attached, so I had to go missin'
Said she love me that's part of my mission
Niggas be fake, gotta keep 'em a distance
Baby stop all that trippin', you should just listen
Three words, my body different
[Chorus: 347aidan & Sleepy Hallow]
So I'm lookin' through my memories, fallin' into jealousy
How can I miss you? You're really just my enemy (Ayy)
Breakin' apart, but I gotta hold my legacy
And I don't wanna die-I don't-I don't wanna die young and—
[Verse 2: Sleepy Hallow]
I don't wanna die young that might make mama crazy
No ocean I'm too wavy
No therapy could save me
Took L's been winnin' lately
Locked in ain't no escapin'
Sometimes I get impatient
Mask on, no face no, cases, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fall back, baby I gotta breathe
Fear nobody, I'm ready to bleed
And she for the streets, she not for me
From a place where they never believe
In the hood, thought I never would leave
Like, what would you do if you run into me?
Grab the choppa and you better squeeze
Had no knock as he bob and he weave
If I go better follow my lead
I still make it hot, like a hunnid degrees
Show no love 'cause it's hard to receive
You seen what I seen then you'd probably agree
Cops and robbers, I'm playin' the thief
And mama told me not to play in these streets
It's too late 'cause l'm playin' for keeps
[Chorus: 347aidan & Sleepy Hallow]
So I'm lookin' through my memories, fallin' into jealousy
How can I miss you? You're really just my enemy (I don't wanna die young)
Breakin' apart, but I gotta hold my legacy
And I don't wanna die, I don't-I don't wanna die young and—
(I don't wanna die young) So I'm lookin' through my memories, fallin' into jealousy
How can I miss you? You’re really just my enemy (I don't wanna die young)
Breakin' apart, but I gotta hold my legacy
And I don't wanna die-I don't-I don't wanna die young and—
[Outro: 347Aidan]
Damn
So I'm—
Damn
I don't wanna die young and—
So I'm—
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◼️Lyrics:
intro
Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter
Shooter, shooter, shooter, shooter
verse
Tell me who you talkin' to
What make you think you can treat me like you do?
You must be crazy
You must be washin' your roof on a rainy day
Must be the pain I see, how you packin' attitude for each day you vacay
Send another love, send another love, new phase today
chorus
I need a (shooter)
I need a (shooter)
I need a (shooter, shooter)
I need a (shooter)
Bonnie and Clyde, rain down on me (shooter)
Got a hard-on, a margin on mine (shooter)
Back to back, side by side
hook
Four, two, five, five, six, five
Long as she soft on the ice
And you can tell by the way that it winds
How it stopped on the dime
Shorty sweet and she's kind
verse
I know there's a love out there somewhere (somewhere)
Irreplaceable like Pia Square (Pia Square)
Give me where it hurts, yes
Send another love, send another love my way today
chorus
I need a (shooter)
I need a (shooter)
I need a (shooter, shooter)
I need a (shooter)
Bonnie and Clyde, rain down on me (shooter)
Got a hard-on, a margin on mine (shooter)
Back to back, side by side
hook
Bless my soul, I won't cry, I know, teary-eyed
Kiss my heart open, my love won't ever die
Shine your light on my high
Cry before my eyes
She'll be all I need now and forever life
outro
Go child, go crazy (shooter)
Hello, it's your baby (shooter)
Real nigga in town (shooter)
Take your ex straight up with the Glock down (shooter)
Go child, go crazy (shooter)
Hello, it's your baby (shooter)
Real nigga in town (shooter)
Take your ex straight up with the Glock down (shooter)
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◼️Lyrics:
[Chorus]
These shorties be lost for a name, slidin', it's always funny 'til you get caught
Raised up in that gang climate, he might never improve his thoughts
Tryna deal with fame, grindin', payin' for these funeral costs
If we got the right to remain silent, why the fuck did he choose to talk?
That ain't what you was taught, you know you never say what you didn't saw
My lawyer paid whenever them cases do get fought, he ain't gon' say it
So his body language what I'm movin' off, I don't know who would cross
Shots from this Glock 22 get tossed, bitch, we can shoot it off
[Verse]
He ain't get a chance to duck, he'd still be alive if his head was up
Don't cross that line playin' on our side 'cause that shit dead with us
Opps just put on acts, like they ain't scared of us
Left with his pants down, we said don't lack, that's what they embarrassed for
My J got our stand stuck
Bugs Bunny, my carats up
Somewhere fuckin' a pair of sluts
Make them lil' hoes share a nut
Lil' bro left shit aired from cuts
Show no sympathy, let him get spared, for what?
Think my heart might need a repair, it's numb, 'cause I can't care enough
Check his temperature for all that woofin', lay back, we give out whoopings
We got buttons for real, please don't push it, quick to leave scouts cookin'
They ain't never gave shit to me, I took it
I used to dream, they insecurities made me think I shouldn't
Hard to escape 'cause they at the bottom pullin', duckin' cases, tryna dodge bullets
I kept spendin' time in county bookings, then I made it
Don't know why they thought he wouldn't
You can't change how God put it
Like the Warriors, that's how my squad lookin' (Gang)
[Chorus]
These shorties be lost for a name, slidin', it's always funny 'til you get caught
Raised up in that gang climate, he might never improve his thoughts
Tryna deal with fame, grindin', payin' for these funeral costs
If we got the right to remain silent, why the fuck did he choose to talk?
That ain't what you was taught, you know you never say what you didn't saw
My lawyer paid whenever them cases do get fought, he ain't gon' say it
So his body language what I'm movin' off, I don't know who would cross
Shots from this Glock 22 get tossed, bitch, we can shoot it off
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◼️Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
I thought we were great
You took your love back and ran us off track
I counted all the days
'Til you would come back, how stupid was that?
[Pre-Chorus]
Now you're missin' what we used to have
Guess the vodka brought the feelin' back
I was caught up in the aftermath
But now, if you really wanna know
[Chorus]
Ask how many nights I've been thinkin' of you
Zero, zero
Gave a hundred percent, but all I got from you
Zero, zero
I thought you were the one (Hey)
Then you turned and run (Hey)
Found somebody better
Like I never met ya
Ask how many nights I've been thinkin' of you
Zero, zero
[Post-Chorus]
(Zero, zero, zero, zero)
(Zero, zero, zero, zero)
(Zero, zero, zero)
That’s how many fucks I give, oh
[Verse 2]
Wake up with a dime
Get up to no good, better than you could
Go out, free our minds
Like you never would, never understood
[Pre-Chorus]
Now you're missin' what we used to have
You been creepin' 'round my Instagram
I was caught up in the aftermath
But now, if you really wanna know
[Chorus]
Ask how many nights I've been thinkin' of you
Zero, zero
Gave a hundred percent, but all I got from you
Zero, zero
I thought you were the one (Hey)
Then you turned and run (Hey)
Found somebody better
Like I never met ya
Ask how many nights I've been thinkin' of you
Zero, zero
[Post-Chorus]
(Zero, zero, zero, zero)
(Zero, zero, zero, zero)
(Zero, zero, zero)
That’s how many fucks I give
[Verse 3]
Broke back then but a nigga rich now
Got dollars, got euros, got yen, I got pounds
Zeros, zeros
Callin' me up ‘cause your bad check bounced
My new chick one hundred, and she got her own dinero
Zero
You think I'm thinkin' 'bout your ass? (Woo)
[Chorus]
Ask how many nights I've been thinkin' of you
Zero, zero
Gave a hundred percent, but all I got from you
Zero, zero
I thought you were the one (Hey)
Then you turned and run (Hey, oh)
Found somebody better
Like I never met ya (Ooh, yeah)
Ask how many nights I've been thinkin' of you
Zero, zero
[Post-Chorus]
(Zero, zero, zero, zero)
(Zero, zero, zero, zero)
(Zero, zero, zero)
That’s how many fucks I give
(Zero, zero, zero, zero)
(Zero, zero, zero, zero)
(Zero, zero, zero)
That’s how many fucks I give
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[Intro: Cardi B]
Yeah, ayy
It's Cardi, Kehlani
It's you and I, baby, ah, ah, baby (Huh?)
Yeah, look
[Chorus: Cardi B, Kehlani]
I don't need a rich nigga, just somebody that can make me feel
Safe (Yeah, look)
I dealt with a couple niggas, but nobody ever made me feel
Safe like you (Facts)
'Cause when I'm with you, I just know I'm fine (Know I'm fine)
You take all the pressure off my mind (All the time)
Patient and kind when I be going out my mind
Safe from the problems, I don't worry 'cause I'm hard to find
[Verse 1: Cardi B]
I'm from the block, baby (Block baby), it's you and I, baby (I, baby)
If the world turn against me, who I got, baby? (Who I got, bae?)
Bust at your opps, baby (Gah, gah), up it and flock, baby (Bah, bah)
I'm talkin' ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, baby, huh?
[Verse 2: Kehlani, Cardi B]
I know that it's on you right now (Yeah, yeah, oh yeah)
I'm feelin' right at home, safe in your arms, baby, comе hold me down (Come hold me down, huh? Ooh, yеah)
Safe like a key and a lock on me, safe like a crib with the combo, please
Hold you down (Hold you down, down, down, ooh, yeah)
I can put my guard down, I can pour my heart out
Love when you around (Love when you around, huh? Ooh, yeah)
Unplug the alarm now, show you all my cards now (Look)
[Chorus: Cardi B, Kehlani]
I don't need a rich nigga, just somebody that can make me feel
Safe (Yeah, look)
I cut off a couple niggas 'cause they never ever made me feel
Safe like you (Facts)
'Cause when I'm with you, I just know I'm fine (Know I'm fine)
You take all the pressure off my mind (All the time)
Patient and kind when I be going out my mind
Safe from the problems, I don't worry 'cause I'm hard to find
[Verse 3: Cardi B, Kehlani]
'Cause I feel safe like I just ran and slid across the plate
Safe like we playin' tag and you home base
Ayy, safe like I got a big dog in a gate, rrr
Safe like you one of these hoes, play in my face
Yeah, you know I know you know that I'm that bitch, right? (Uh)
You got a girl that niggas wanna get, right? (Uh)
When I spaz and I crash, you ain't gon' dip, right?
That's when I need you the most
That's how I get, right? Right?
Baby, I feel safe in your arms, I feel safe (Safe)
Safe like the money, let it sit up in the bank (Safe)
Safe like a car with the alarm, I feel safe
My bodyguard right by my side, so I
[Chorus: Cardi B, Kehlani]
I don't need a rich nigga, just somebody that can make me feel
Safe (Yeah, look)
I dealt with a couple niggas, but nobody ever made me feel
Safe like you (Facts)
'Cause when I'm with you, I just know I'm fine (Know I'm fine)
You take all the pressure off my mind (All the time)
Patient and kind when I be going out my mind
Safe from the problems, I don't worry 'cause I'm hard to find
[Outro: Kehlani]
Safe, safe, safe (Ooh, safe, I feel)
Safe, safe, safe (Ooh, safe, I feel)
Safe, safe, safe (I feel like I'm VIP)
Safe, safe, safe (I feel like I trust my man, it gives security, ha)
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◼️Lyrics:
[Intro]
Moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo
Moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo
Yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow
I'm not a cat, I don't say meow
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow
[Chorus]
I go moo (I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow)
Moo (I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow)
Moo (I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow)
Moo (I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow, I'm a cow)
Yeah, I said, bitch, I'm too smooth, I'm not in the mood
Tryna make moves, tryna make moves
Bitch, I'm too smooth, I'm not in the mood
(Moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo moo moo)
Tryna make moves, tryna make moves
[Verse 1]
Got milk, bitch? Got beef? (Got beef?)
Got steak, ho? Got cheese? (Got it)
Grade A, ho, not lean (Not lean)
Got me A1, sauce, please
These heifers got nothin' on me
Stakes high, need a side of collard greens (Collard greens)
Cash rules everything around me (Everything around me)
Ice cream, ice cream (Ice cream)
You a calf, bitch, you my daughter (You my daughter)
I ain't bothered (I ain't bothered), get slaughtered (Get slaughtered)
Got the methane, I'm a farter (Woo)
With my farmer (Woo), MacDonald (Woo)
And he feed me real good, it's a honor (It's a honor)
Philly cheesesteak all in that order (In that order)
Chili cheese fries as a starter (As a starter)
Got the steroids keeping me stronger (Keep me strong)
[Pre-Chorus]
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow
I'm not a cat, I don't say meow
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow
[Chorus]
I go moo (Moo, moo, moo, moo)
Moo (Moo, moo, moo, moo)
Moo
Moo (Yeah)
I said, bitch, I'm too smooth, I'm not in the mood
Tryna make moves, tryna make moves
Bitch, I'm too smooth, I'm not in the mood
Tryna make moves, tryna make moves
[Bridge]
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow (Moo, moo, moo, moo)
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow (Moo, moo, moo, moo)
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow (Moo, moo, moo, moo)
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow (Moo, moo, moo, moo)
Bitch, I'm a cow, bitch, I'm a cow
Bitch, I'm a cow (Yeah), bitch, I'm a cow
[Verse 2]
Old MacDonald had a farm
I give him a titty, tryna keep him calm
I'm just tryna turn up in the country
I ain't in the city 'cause they ain't got lawns
Suck a nigga dick or somethin', E-I-O
Shittin' on these bitches only thing I know
Tippin' on his dick, I see the chickens and the pigs
They wanna catch us ridin' dirty with them fiends, I know
[Refrain]
I ain't a moose, bitch, get out my hay
Get out my hay, bitch, get out my hay
I ain't a moose, bitch, get out my hay
Get out my hay, bitch, get out my hay
I ain't a moose, bitch, get out my hay
Get out my hay, get out my hay
I ain't a moose, bitch, get out my hay
Get out my hay, bitch, get out my hay
Milkshake brings all the boys to the farm
And they're like, it's better than yours
Damn right, it's better than yours
I can treat you, but I have to charge
My milkshake brings all the boys to the farm
And they're like, it's better than yours
Damn right, it's better than yours
I can treat you, but I have to charge
[Outro]
It's better than yours (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
It's better than yours (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
But I have to charge (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey, c'mon)
It's better than yours (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
It's better than yours (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
But I have to charge (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
I want a cheeseburger, fucking vegans
(Moo, moo, ah)
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◼️Lyrics:
[Intro]
Yeah, I'm workin', I'm workin'
I hope maybe, look
I hope maybe, uh, yeah
Look
(Great John on the beat by the way)
Uh
[Chorus]
I hope maybe, look
I hope I get everything I grind for (Grind for, I'm workin', I'm workin')
I hope maybe, look
I hope I get everything I grind for (Grind for, I'm workin', I'm workin')
[Verse 1]
Early mornings, yeah
I broke day again and I'm makin' M's
'Member them days when I used to scrape for ends and it's, uh
Just the gang, uh, look
Just the gang, I don't trust a friend
I don't trust these hoes, so I made amends
And it's grip tape on my back, uh
Every time I turn around, thеy skate
Every time I comе around, she taste
Every time I come around this way
Told her hold it down, but she went, gave it up and her findin' out, she couldn't wait
I'm a lover boy, but I know my limit, I don't give her all, no way
Now it's Carmine's, big plates
Call coach, big plays
Tryna fuck her raw with no dates
I can't let her trick me, no way, uh, look
Now I'm done with you
If you switched on me, no, I can't roll no blunts with you, uh
Had my fun with you, now I'm done with you
If you switched on me, I might be rollin' blunts of you, uh, look
[Chorus]
I hope maybe, look (I hope maybe)
I hope I get everything I grind for (Grind for, I'm workin', I'm workin')
I hope maybe, look (I hope maybe)
I hope I get everything I grind for (Grind for, I'm workin', I'm workin')
[Verse 2]
I learned to do more, say less
They gon' do less and speak bigger
My bank account and it's bigger
It's seven spaces for them figures
Yeah, uh, I ride around in the BP
They sendin' payments to see me
Can't see me, you see me on TV (Yeah, look)
With the gang and we come with the funds
Baby, pull up, you get what you want
I told you, I'm one of them ones, look, look
I told you, I'm one of them guys, look (One of them guys)
She think I'm different, baby, who tellin' you lies? Look, look (Tellin' you lies)
I told you, I'm one of them guys (One of them guys)
Said she was different, girl, why would you lie? (Girl, why would you lie?)
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[Verse 1: Coi Leray]
The LV bag got rhinestones on it
These Tiffany bracelets got imported
Diamonds look like Fiji water
This bitch talk loud, think she important
Balenci' tags, they can't afford this
Still got brand new shit in storage
This gas so strong, I'm hearin' voices
Three bitches with me and they all gorgeous
That's four bad bitches (Bad)
Where the function at? (Ugh)
Throw that shit in Magic (Yeah)
Got racks on racks on racks (Ugh)
The money make the pussy wet
Damn right I love a savage
Yeah, he thumbin' through that check
I like the lettuce, green, and cabbagе
[Chorus: Coi Leray]
Yeah, that money, that bag
That money, that bag
That monеy, that bag
That money, that money
Yeah, that money, that bag
That money, that bag
That money, that bag
That money, that money
[Verse 2: Bktherula]
Yeah, that money make yo' bitch cheat (What?)
That money make yo' bitch cheat (What?)
That money make yo' bitch cheat (What?)
That money make yo' bitch cheat (What?)
Even without that bag, I bag yo' bitch up into next week (Schkyeah)
Even without that cash (Yo), I'm rulin' shit and this you can't beat (What?)
The swag, I got a lot on me too (Yeah)
That ass, she shake it on me in the coupe (Yeah)
Big bag, I'm swervin', this bitch got no roof (Ooh, schkyeah)
Maybach, I'm swervin', this bitch got cologne in it (Schkyeah, schkyeah)
Copped a new pent' with a new throne
Hoes and LVL5 clothes in it (Yeah, hoes)
Four pretty bitches with big titties (Schkyeah)
And I got the bag to be thrown with it (Woah)
[Chorus: Coi Leray & G Herbo]
Yeah, that money, that bag
That money, that bag (That bag)
That money, that bag (The bag)
That money, that money (Bag)
Yeah, that money, that bag (That bag)
That money (Money), that bag (That bag)
That money, that bag (Phew)
That money, that money
[Verse 3: G Herbo]
Ayy, I'm a sack chaser
Fuck around make so much in a month, I ain't even gotta stack paper
Hop on a plane, go pick up a duffle and fly to the 'Raq later (Go)
Millions, I got all this shit off the muscle
Every nigga with me a piece off the puzzle
I went corporate, my big brother hustle
Run up, get shot in your shit, I don't trust you
Boy, if you ain't one of mine, it's fuck you
Touch me and end up dyin', good luck
.40 on me, I ain't tryin' to tussle (Bah)
I put it all on the line, huh
No, it ain't my first time, what's up?
Pristine watch, all the diamonds flooded
Lift up the wrist, I'ma blind the slut (Phew)
Lately I been gettin' all kind of money
Bitch know I still ain't buyin' her nothin'
Big G-Swerve, I'm ridin' in somethin'
Two, three whips 'bout five, six hunnid
One carat tennis, you know how I'm bomin'
Thick shit with me, they all wanna suck it
Accounts no limit, I don't got a budget
Can't stop spendin', I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it
[Chorus: Coi Leray & G Herbo]
Yeah, that money, that bag (Ayy)
That money, that bag
That money, that bag
That money, that money
Yeah, that money, that bag
That money, that bag
That money, that bag
That money, that money
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[Intro: BIA]
Uh
BIA, BIA
Uh-huh (Aziz)
Uh-huh
[Verse 1: BIA]
Raw kiss the bitches, my haters, I wish 'em well (Well)
Get up on my level, I'm sendin' 'em straight to hell (Hell)
We all in yo' city, yo' name ain't ringin' a bell
All this motion on my cell, you would think I got it for sale (Cash)
It was Friday, I met him up by the Shell
He took me to the bank 'cause he send me too much for Zelle (Cash)
Keepin' secrets, he know that I never tell
It's a bird, it's a plane, no, it's comin' in through the mail
[Chorus: BIA]
I'm a lane switcher, shapeshifter
Go grill, plain liquor so I can hit a bank quickеr
Eight figure, chest set way quickеr
Main nigga, if I'ma go to Dade with ya (Glock)
[Verse 2: Key Glock]
I rip the nigga (Fire), all these bitches on my pickup (yeah)
Shoot first, no dribbler (Fah), these niggas always talkin' pillows (Yeah)
Shawty sing like SZA (Fah), like youngness, I'm about my bizzucks
Yeah, they know wazzup (what's up) Glizock never gave a fizzler (Ayy, the fuck)
All a nigga know it's gon' and get this damn bread (Phew-phew-phew, yeah)
Don't go against the 'Gram, they takin' off they damn heads (Fah-fah, fah-fah, yeah)
I'm onein' up this dough, I almost broke my damn legs (Phew-phew-phew, yeah)
These niggas out here broke, shit, they damn near dead (Yeah)
Damn, lil' mama bad as fuck but that bitch an eater
Diamonds on me fight, neck, and wrist, Ike and Tina (Yeah)
Orange Richard Mille on me dancin' just like BIA (Phew-phew, yeah)
Goin' against Glizzock, nigga, I wouldn't wanna be ya (Fah-fah, the fuck)
[Chorus: BIA]
I'm a lane switcher, shapeshifter
Go grill, plain liquor so I can hit a bank quicker
Eight figure, chest set way quicker
Main nigga, if I'ma go to Dade with ya (Uh-huh)
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◼️Lyrics:
I’m up on that,
I’m tryna get lucky, lucky
She love me,
guess I’m lucky, lucky
I’m gettin’ way too lucky, lucky
She said you ever get
to touch me, then you lucky
Uh, I want her heart
Nonchalant, don’t say much worse
I thought slurging first,
I thought turning first
She said she hate me back,
baby I heard her worse
Said she never gon’ take me back,
whole time I couldn’t refresh
She poppin’ for me, fine shit,
I’m tryna get lucky
I make her,
I make her feel so lucky
Poppin’ for me, fine shit,
I’m tryna get lucky
I make her, I make her feel so
I’m on that,
I’m tryna get lucky, lucky
She let me get some lucky, lucky
I’m getting way too lucky, lucky
She said you ever get to touch me,
then you lucky
Two lines got me feeling lucky
Promise that you looked up
if young bing on your body
I won’t tell nobody,
if a shawty make you get me sloppy
I’m the type of turn the
bitch up, all the more on her (?)
Damn pussy the best in the
world, girl, I think I got lucky
The way she ride that dick
and make me feel so lucky
I fucked her best that
she ain’t know cause I got lucky
The way she swallow it
and make me lucky, lucky
Look in my head that shit on repeat
Santrell got a damn geeky
I’m the type to keep a bitch free
Baby tell the truth I ain’t sneaky
I would never talk to
another nigga about a bitch
Cause I’m Big P
Had the toy, I’m wearing Ricky
I could be the robbie, be my Whitney
She love me, guess I’m lucky, lucky
I’m gettin’ way too lucky, lucky
She said you ever get to
touch me, then you lucky
I want you and you
I’m tryna take too fine shit back
and we gon’ do what we do
Just touch me with you,
and I’ma do what I want
We fuck my thumb around,
we fuck my tongue and I’m out with kissing
She gets so drunk and she don’t like girls,
but for me she end up wanting to
And when the night turns in
the morning I’ll have both of you
And turned up again so active,
pretty girls make me so passionate
Other band girls spent on fashion,
pretty eyes on all her lashes
Shorty so soft like ice cream,
thinkin’ my game all in
I be holding it, I’m leavin’ the memories of me
and she screamin’ and feelin’ that shit
She never leave me alone
Feeling lucky, I’m bringing her home
She love me, guess I’m lucky, lucky
I’m gettin’ way too lucky, lucky
She said you ever get to touch me,
then you lucky
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◼️Lyrics:
Mi back, Jah Jah just cover me
Before the damndest take over me, no, no, no
Cyaan trust people, dem too evil
Don't like friends though
Them di real tho'
Mi keep mi enemy close
Cyaan tell the difference of mi friends or mi foes
When yuh wear di v shirt, ah link fi di clothes
Blood don't mek yuh family, the link up for sure
Envy is a ting but might not have no cure
Happy fi mi dad, bro yuh heart is fi pure
Money make dem switch I'ma see it before
Dem means is set low type grocery store
Who mi they tell if I stay to mi self
People are pussy so mi stay to mi self
For a night bad so mi stay to mi self
Mi not know whole reason, mi stay to mi self
Hard times sure mi fi stay to mi self
Mi dawgs are mi dawgs but mi stay to mi self
Me no care if yuh like mi, mi stay to mi self
Better off alone so mi stay to mi self
Yeah we jumpin' out the darkness
Stuck inna mi ways I'ma nuh change regardless
People make mi heart race
I don't need yuh, my brain duck as soon as mi status
Mi pree more round mi talk loose
All of wi fuck-ups, I know mine nuh flawless
My feel like the hardest
'Cause dem tek one fi fool when we move like the calmest
Who mi they tell if I stay to mi self
People are pussy so mi stay to mi self
For a night bad so mi stay to mi self
Mi not know whole reason, mi stay to mi self
Hard times sure mi fi stay to mi self
Mi dawgs are mi dawgs but mi stay to mi self
Me no care if yuh like mi, mi stay to mi self
Better off alone so mi feel more weight
Sudden the pressure, soft mi face sometime
Give to answer Jah becah I was say this on child
Nowhere mi feel that mi demons are fine
But no want to be fi dem and now di streets are right
Share the same pain, got dem similar ally
Best part, I hate bro, he always stood a lie from dem
Dem real to the core bro, keep dem by yuh side
Fi the fake people come for yuh with the lies
Who mi they tell if I stay to mi self
People are pussy so mi stay to mi self
For a night bad so mi stay to mi self
Mi not know whole reason, mi stay to mi self
Hard times sure mi fi stay to mi self
Mi dawgs are mi dawgs but mi stay to mi self
Me no care if yuh like mi, mi stay to mi self
Better off alone so mi stay to myself
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◼️Lyrics:
[Intro: Che Ecru, Che Ecru & Drake]
Before I die, I'm tryna fuck you, baby
Hopefully, we don't have no babies
I don't even wanna go back home
Hopefully, I don't leave you on your own
[Verse 1: Drake]
Ayy
Trips that you plan for the next whole week
Bands too long for a nigga so cheap
And your flex OD, and your sex OD
You got it, girl, you got it (Ayy)
You got it, girl, you got (Yeah)
Pretty lil' thing, you got a bag and now you wildin'
You just took it off the lot, no mileage
Way they hittin' you, the DM lookin' violent
Talkin' wild, you come around and now they silent
Flew the coop at seventeen, no guidance
You be stayin' low, but you know what the vibes is
Ain't never got you nowhere bein' modest
Poppin' shit but only 'cause you know you poppin', yeah
[Chorus: Drake]
You got it, girl, you got it (Ayy)
You got it, girl, you got it
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
Lil' baby in her bag, in her Birkin (Ayy)
No nine-to-five, put the work in
Flaws and all, I love 'em all, to me, you're perfect
Baby girl, you got it, girl, you got it, girl (Oh-oh)
You got it, girl, you got it, girl (Ooh)
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
I don't wanna play no games, play no games
Fuck around, give you my last name (Oh)
Know you tired of the same damn thing
That's okay 'cause, baby, you
[Chorus: Drake, Chris Brown, Drake & Chris Brown]
You got it, girl, you got it (Oh, ooh, ayy)
You got it, girl, you got it (Got it)
[Verse 3: Chris Brown]
You the only one I'm tryna make love to, pickin' and choosin'
They ain't really love you, runnin' game, usin'
All your stupid exes, they gon' call again
Tell 'em that a real nigga steppin' in
Don't let them niggas try you, test your patience
Tell 'em that it's over, ain't no debatin' (Uh)
All you need is me playin' on your playlist
You ain't gotta be frustrated
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
I don't wanna play no games, play no games (Oh)
Fuck around, give you my last name (My last name, oh)
Know you tired of the same damn thing (Same damn thing)
That's okay 'cause, baby, you
[Chorus: Drake, Chris Brown, Drake & Chris Brown]
You got it, girl, you got it (Oh, ooh, ayy)
You got it, girl, you got it (Got it)
I don't wanna
[Post-Chorus: Che Ecru, Chris Brown]
Before I die, I'm tryna fuck you, baby (Yeah)
Hopefully, we don't have no babies (Ooh)
I don't even wanna go back home
Hopefully, I don't leave you on your own
You got it, girl, you got it
Oh
[Verse 4: Drake, Chris Brown]
Play no games (No)
Freaky (Freaky)
I can learn a lot from you, gotta come teach me (Woo-woo)
You a lil' hot girl, you a lil' sweetie (No, sweet)
Sweet like Pearland, sweet like Peachtree (Like that)
I can tell you crazy, but shit kind of intrigue me (No, yeah, I like that)
(I don't wanna, I don't wanna)
Seen it on the 'Gram, I'm tryna see that shit in 3D, mami
I know I get around 'cause I like to move freely
(I don't, I don't)
But you could lock it down, I could tell by how you treat me
(I don't, I don't)
I seen how you did homeboy, so please take it easy (No)
Good to have me on your side, I ain't sayin' that you need me (Yeah-yeah)
Six God talk but I ain't tryna get preachy (No, no-no)
I seen how you did homeboy, please take it easier on me
'Cause I don't wanna (No) play no games, play no games
(I don't wanna, I don't wanna)
I don't wanna play no games, play no games
(I don't, I don't)
[Outro: Chris Brown]
I don't, I don't
No
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◼️Lyrics:
Usher... Kells...
[Verse 1: R. Kelly & Usher]
Yo, Ush (What up, Kells?)
Wanna introduce you to this girl
Think I really love this girl (Yeah?)
Man, she's so fine (Straight up, dawg)
She stands about 5'4", Coca Cola, red bone (Damn)
She drives a black Durango (Hmm?)
License plate say Angel (What?)
Tattoo on her ankle, plus, she's making pesos
Got a crib on Peachtree (Peachtree?), right on 17th Street (Huh?)
And I call her TeTe (Wait a minute, hold on, dawg)
Do she got a kid? (Yup)
She love some Waffle House? (Yup)
Do she got a beauty mark on the left side of her mouth? (Man...)
Went to Georgia Tech? (Yup) Works for TBS? (Yup)
Man, I can't believe this shit, damn, mm
Tell me what's wrong, dawg, what the hell you "damn"-ing 'bout?
I'm your homie, so just say what's on your mind
Man, I didn't know that you were talking 'bout her
So, man, you telling me you know her?
Do I know her? Like a pastor know his Word
[Chorus 1: R. Kelly, Usher & Both]
We messing with the same girl (Same girl)
The same girl
How could the love of my life
And my potential wife be the
The same girl (Same girl)
Same girl
Man I can't believe that
We've been messing with the
The same girl (Same girl)
The same girl
Thought she was someone I could trust
But she's been doubling up with us
U (U), K (K)
Man, we been messing with the same girl
[Verse 2: R. Kelly & Usher]
See, I met her at this party in Atlanta (Ayy, oh! Ayy)
Well, I met her at this party in Chicago (Oh, oh! Oh)
She came right up to me, giving me conversation
I said "Do you got a man?"
She said "No" with no hesitation
Well, it must be a music thing 'cause she said the same to me
At a party all in my face, while I'm laughing and buying her drinks
She whispered in my ear, said "Can you take me home?"
Me too! Man, she was in the Chi singing that same song
Is that true?
And I thought it was true confessions when she said "I love you”
Man I thought her body was calling when she said, "I want you"
Look, I even got some pictures on my phone
Look at there, there she is with some boy shorts on (Ha)
[Chorus 2: R. Kelly, Usher & Both]
We messing with the same girl, the same girl (The same, same girl)
She's the apple of my eye (Yeah!)
And my potential wife
The same girl, same girl
Man I just can't believe that we been messing 'round
With the same damn girl, oh, yeah
The same girl, same girl
Thought she was someone I could trust
But she's been doubling up with both of us
U (Ayy!), K (Ayy!)
Man, we been messing with the same girl
[Verse 3: R. Kelly & Usher]
Said she got me on aring tone
Are you talking 'bout the pink phone?
Mm-mm, the blue one
Man, she told me that was turned off
It's obvious that she's been playing us, playing us
Ush, constantly she's been lying to us, lying to us
Don't like the way that she been going 'bout it, going 'bout it
Kells, what you think that we should do about it, do about it?
Call her up at her home
She won't know I'm on the phone
Yeah, man, that's the lick
Homie, we about to bust this trick
Man, just ask her to meet up with you
And I'm going to show up too
And she won't know what to do
We'll be standing there, singing, "Same ..."
[Chorus 3: R. Kelly, Usher & Both]
The same girl, same girl
She was the apple of my eye (Blow!)
And your potential wife
The same girl, same girl
I just can't believe that
We been messing with the same girl, ooh-ooh
The same girl, the same girl
She gon' be looking so stupid when she see us together
U, K
Man, we been messing with same girl
See, she was taking flights (Yeah)
Going back and forth (Yeah)
The same girl, the same girl
I would pick her up (Ayy) at the airport (Ayy)
Man, I really can't believe
The same girl, the same girl
I can't believe it no (Hey)
The same girl, same girl
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◼️Lyrics:
[Intro]
Ow-ow (Ow-ow)
Ow-ow (Ow-ow)
Ow-ow (Ow-ow-ow)
I don't know who you think I am
I don't know who you think I am
I don't know who you think I am
I don't know who you think I am
(Ow)
[Verse 1]
He been gone (Gone) since 3:30 (3:30)
Been coming home lately at 3:30 (3:30)
I'm super cool, I've been a fool
But now I'm hot, and, baby, you gon' get it
Now, I ain't trippin', I, I ain't twisted, I
I ain't demented, ha, well, just a lil' bit, huh?
I'm kickin' ****, I'm taking names
I'm on flame, don't come home, babe
[Chorus]
I'm breakin' dishes up in here, all night (Uh-huh)
I ain't gon' stop until I see police lights (Uh-huh)
I'ma fight a man tonight, I'ma fight a man tonight
I'ma fight a man, a man, a ma-e-a-a-an
A man, a man, a ma-e-a-a-an, oh
[Verse 2]
I'm still waitin', come through the door
I'm killin' time, you know, bleachin' your clothes
I'm roastin' marshmallows on the fire
And what I'm burnin', ah, is your attire
I'm gettin' restless, I'm gettin' tested
And I can't believe he's always out every night and never checks in
Is he cheatin'? Man, I don't know
I'm lookin' 'round for somethin' else to throw
[Chorus]
I'm breakin' dishes up in here, all night (Uh-huh)
I ain't gon' stop until I see police lights (Uh-huh)
I'ma fight a man tonight, I'ma fight a man tonight
I'ma fight a man, a man, a ma-e-a-a-an
A man, a man, a ma-e-a-a-an, oh
[Bridge]
(Ah) I don't know who you think I am (I don't know who you think I am)
But I really don't give a damn right now
(Ah) If you don't come, I'ma huff and puff and blow this, blow this, oh
Blow this, blow this
I'ma blow this, blow this, oh
Blow this, blow this
I'ma blow this, blow this, oh
Blow this house, house down
Dishes, breakin' dishes, breakin' dishes
[Chorus]
I'm breakin' dishes up in here, all night (Uh-huh)
I ain't gon' stop until I see police lights (Uh-huh)
I'ma fight a man tonight, I'ma fight a man tonight
I'ma fight a man, a man, a ma-e-a-a-an
A man, a man, a ma-e-a-a-an
Fight a man, a man, a ma-e-a-a-an
A man, a man, a ma-e-a-a-an, oh
[Outro]
Breakin' (Dishes, dishes, dishes)
Breakin' (Dishes, dishes, dishes)
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◼️Lyrics:
[Intro]
She wanna be in love (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
She need to let it go (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
She know I got a girl
But she say, "She don't need to know" (Ayy, ayy, uh)
[Verse 1]
She don't need to know, she got motives
Damn, I can't believe she thought I wouldn't notice
No, I can't have you out here fuckin' up the motion
She on her knees, but she prayin' to the Lord
[Pre-Chorus]
She waitin' for me in the lobby
I told her, "I can't, girl, I'm sorry
I can't get caught up with nobody"
But she everywhere I go, damn
[Chorus]
She wanna be in love (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
She need to let it go (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
She know I got a girl
But she say, "She don't need to know" (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Shе must be off that X (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I know she love thе snow (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
She know I'm with her friend (Ayy)
But she say, she don't need to know (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Post-Chorus]
She don't need to know (She don't know, she don't need to know)
She don't need to know (She don't know, she don't need to know)
But she don't need to know
[Verse 2]
She don't need to know
My baby told her how I get her right in that mode
How she don't got a budget, she get right when she wants
How quick I put her in and get her right out them clothes
She at the crib with my girl, but she schemin' on me lowkey (Damn)
She know I live a sweet life, bitch, call me Zack or Cody
She say that that's her bestie, well, tell her what you told me (Oh)
No, I cannot be messy, I'm good but still
[Pre-Chorus]
She waitin' for me in the lobby
I told her, "I can't, girl, I'm sorry
I can't get caught up with nobody"
But she everywhere I go (Damn)
[Chorus]
She wanna be in love (Ayy, ayy, ayy, she wanna be in love)
She need to let it go (Ayy, ayy, ayy, she need to let it go)
She know I got a girl, but she say, "She don't need to know" (Ayy, ayy, ayy, she don't need to know)
She must be off that X (Ayy, ayy, ayy, off that X, off that X)
I know she love the snow (Ayy, ayy, ayy, I know she love the snow)
She know I'm with her friend (Ayy, ooh-ooh)
But she say, she don't need to know (Ayy, ayy, ayy, oh, she don't need to know)
[Post-Chorus]
She don't need to know (She don't know, she don't need to know)
She don't need to know (She don't know, she don't need to know)
She don't need to know (She don't know, she don't need to know)
She know I'm with her friend, but she say
Ayy, ayy, ayy
She don't need to know
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[Intro]
(Daddy Mayde this)
A'ight, listen baby, I need twenty thousand in ones
I'ma need four bottles of Don Julio Reposado
And I want four bottles of Don Julio 1942
Baller alert!
[Verse 1]
We need more ones and more bottles (Yeah)
Long as all mine on time, we should have no problem
Well, damn, bae, where you goin'?
You want a boss, you ain't got to tell me, I'm already knowin' (Come here, baby)
I'm tired of this big ass chain on my neck
And when you talkin' to a boss, come correct (You gotta come correct, lil' mama)
The fuckin' hottest nigga under the sun (Facts)
Walk in my section, stеp in a puddle of ones
I see money!
Wе the ones got it (Yeah)
Them boys just be watchin' (Yeah)
We the ones poppin' (Yeah)
My pockets just a little more heavier
Be careful, Big Za just made a flood in your area
Bend the corner, swerve (Swerve)
Hit the mall, splurge (Splurge)
Jewelry game sick (Bling)
Dress coat superb (Superb)
Bend the block, slide (Yoom)
Bitch, come outside (Outside)
Keep lookin' at my wrist (My wrist)
You just might go blind (Better stop lookin' at my wrist like that, girl)
Matter fact, keep watchin'
Took straight off on them boys like I play for the Rockets
Here, bae, put your number in my phone (C'mere, bae)
I'm turnt, baby, it's gon' be rainin' all night long (Lemme get 30 thousand in ones)
The fuckin' hottest nigga under the sun (Big Za)
Walk in my section, step in a puddle of ones (Nigga)
These Cuban links just a little more heavier
Don't drown, Big Za just made a flood in your area
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◼️Lyrics:
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, call me when you need it late at night, you know I'm slidin'
I heard you been dreamin' 'bout me lately, girl, I'm ridin'
Tell me that you think about me 'cause you're on my mind, babe
You ain't gotta check your watch, you know I'm on that time, bae
[Chorus]
Let's keep it cool and break it down
Break it like some sticky glue
If you bring your friend, better bring two
Pussy taste sweet like it's tiramisu
[Verse]
You got me doin' the most, she jumpin' a rope to go get it
My hands all over her throat, she steady takin' off my fitted
This shit right here pain, she squirtin', you thought that it rained
The tens in the back let it bang, she eatin', she might get a ring
I'm so in here down to get it, I'm soiled here, down in her kitty
I buy you a SIG, get with it, in my city, this shit get wicked
I know that it's been a lil' minute, but I'm down, I'm still down to get it
It's whatever, lil' nigga, I'm lit, yeah, I'm down, I'm still down to get it
[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, call me when you need it late at night, you know I'm slidin'
I heard you been dreamin' 'bout me lately, girl, I'm ridin'
Tell me that you think about me 'cause you're on my mind, babe
You ain't gotta check your watch, you know I'm on that time, bae
[Chorus]
Let's keep it cool and break it down
Break it like some sticky glue
If you bring your friend, better bring two
Pussy taste sweet like it's tiramisu
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◼️Lyrics:
[Intro: LAZER DIM 700 & ian]
Haha (Ah-haha), the fuck?
Hahaha
Yeah (Working, nine-three-two)
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: ian]
Uh, took back the Porsche, I was drivin' too fast
Got caught in Carolina, now I gotta do court
Never ever, ever break bread to be layin' in a bed with no bitch who ain't part of your story
Hermès blanket with the Hermès sheets with the Hermès pillow, I'ma Hermès snore (He hasn't slept in probably, uh, seven days)
[Verse 2: LAZER DIM 700]
Me and ian fire at your suite
We kickin' shit in, we kickin' your motherfuckin' door
Sleep on me back then, them folks done woke up, back then, I was poor
LeBron in my pants, I got Glock 23, I'm talkin' 'bout Michaеl Jordan
[Verse 3: ian & LAZER DIM 700]
They be like, "ian, you been duckin', why is that?"
My bad, I tеll a bitch, "I got bored"
She got no interest in learnin' about my past, that bitch wanna spend my money
Lil' ass deal just hit, you can bet your ass, he already spent that hundred (Ha)
Skinny-ass pants, I can't even fit my bands inside these fuckin' Purple
Skinny-ass blunt, and I'm still gettin' high as hell, 'cause this shit fuckin' purple
Fine shit, I got this bitch fine as hell, she don't need no fuckin' surgeon
Y'all boys be like, "Damn, my bitch love ian, I can't fuckin' stand him"
I keep waking up lost again and again, I need some fuckin' answers
[Verse 4: LAZER DIM 700 & ian]
Shit been gettin' pricy with these brands, I start to fuckin' shoplift
Everybody gettin' geeked up on these drugs, everybody fuckin' pop shit
Me and ian done smoked too many blunts, man, inside the fuckin' cockpit
We perform this shit, we goin' crazy, get inside the fuckin' moshpit
Every fit I put on, this shit go crazy, niggas try to fuckin' copy
Every fit I put on, that shit look lazy, I'm still fuckin' ballin'
Took her out to eat, she ain't order that much, but she damn sure ate when we both got home
Lil' ho a ten, but she talk too much
I'm the only one ever that's told her, "No"
I know the ho was gon' come, when she brought one friend, I knew the lil' ho was gon' go
I went up, I ain't gotta have a fire in my pants, I ain't gotta post at the store
[Verse 5: Nino Paid & LAZER DIM 700]
Youngin, I'm rich as hell, and my face card good in the streets, and I still get the bags for the low (Go)
This a weak-ass beat (Fye), I'ma still run this bitch, 'cause I'm still tryna work on my flow (Alright)
Semi-automatic, fully-automatic, young nigga hop out, look like a pro (Grrt, grrt, grrt)
Niggas swear he got it, nigga never had it, I don't wanna hang with you, boy, you a ho (Alright)
I'm really a bad influence, I shouldn't be hangin' with ian (I shouldn't be hanging—)
I'm lookin' for fine shit, young nigga came with LAZER and no, I ain't talkin' 'bout beams (Fuck, fuck)
Nigga, you dead wrong, why you is you blowin' my phone up knowin' I'm high off the lean? (Alright)
Nigga tryna reach for the chain, I beat breaks off his ass like Rodney King
Why the fuck I go last on the song? The next time, nigga, I'm startin' the beat
Nigga, we safe in the hood, told ian, "You good 'cause nigga, you ridin' with me" (Nigga, you ridin' with me)
I ain't gon' trip 'bout a bitch, can't trip 'bout a bitch, these hoes caught my dub and a pizza (Alright)
Dumb-ass nigga, and you never gon' make it off rappin', that shit you been droppin' is weak (Weak-ass sh—)
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[Intro: Joey Bada$$]
Yeah (What you are witnessing right now)
It's Brooklyn (Kirk on the beat)
(Is something that you've never seen before) Uh
[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]
I can't lose, put me against whole crews (Right)
I style on niggas for dolo, pullin' up from the logo
Hittin' nothin' but the bottom of the net (Swish)
Know Joe been a pro, what's a rookie to a vet'? (Come on)
If I had to flex, wouldn't even be a stretch (Work)
I just raise the bar and increase my rep (Facts)
Y'all niggas is light weight (Hey), crown on my head (Hey)
Heavier than a skyscrape'
Views from the top, higher than the crime rate in my state, it's high stakes (Woo)
They caught me at the wrong time and the right place
In my case, I tried to play nice (Yeah)
'Cause what's behind these bars will make you face life
Step to Swank White, get your line stepped on
They shot's couldn't penetrate, I'm made of Teflon (Tef')
Bulletproof, and I ain't had the vest on (Nah)
Tell me who's left, I ain't even use my best arm, like
[Pre-Chorus: Joey Bada$$ & Bri Steves]
Now (I need everybody on the dance floor right now)
Just can't fuck with me (They cannot fuck with me)
Now (Are you entertained? They cannot fuck with me)
Just stand anywhere (Are you not entertained?)
They cannot fuck with me, oh no
[Chorus: Bri Steves & Joey Bada$$]
Fine shit, I don't want no disrespect (Come on)
Hot dog, walk a nigga like a vet (Hey)
Can't breathe, with a foot up on they neck (Put in work)
I like big dog talk, baby, show me how you get, like (Put in work, put in work)
[Verse 2: Joey Bada$$]
It's the don dada, the crocodile wrist rocker (Yeah)
Double breasted suit wearer, in a new pair of Pradas (C'mon)
Top shotta, the big dog, rottweiler (Yeah)
The ten toe business man with the good posture
The stand up guy, but he ain't no comedian (Nope)
We gon' see who get the last laugh, when they see me in that (Haha)
New drop, minus the roof top (Woo)
The price keep on going up like a hot stock (Cha-ching)
I'm taking big risks, big Rollie with the rocks
How them diamonds cut on the wrist, it's a suicide watch (Woo)
We only watch the games courtside of the box (That's right)
While all the opps plot as a unified flock (Haha)
Mad 'cause I got guap and the bag worth a lot (Right)
Talked to God cause it's lonely on the path to the top (Right)
Oh, you mad 'cause I'm stylin' on you, wildin' on you (Yeah)
Kirk on the beat, I get to pounding on you, yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Joey Bada$$ & Bri Steves]
Now
Just can't fuck with me (They cannot fuck with me)
Now (Are you entertained? They cannot fuck with me)
Just stand anywhere (Are you not entertained?)
They cannot fuck with me, oh no
[Chorus: Bri Steves & Joey Bada$$]
Fine shit, I don't want no disrespect (Come on)
Hot dog, walk a nigga like a vet (Hey)
Can't breathe, with a foot up on they neck (Put in)
I like big dog talk, baby, show me how you get, like (Put in, put in work)
[Verse 3: Joey Bada$$]
Okay, I stepped in, hoes frontline, pay attention
I move with intentions (Yeah), slide with protection (Uh-huh)
Some henchmen, lethal weapon, Danny Glover to the tension
'Cause catchin' me slippin' is out of the question (Question)
Not to mention, couple hoes in my section (Right)
Glasgow
I swear I'm (Yeah), not even phased
Kill you all in my spare time (Ha)
The fly Spirit, I ain't talkin' 'bout the airline
The Ruler's back, I came to declare mine, yeah
[Pre-Chorus: Joey Bada$$ & Bri Steves]
Now
Just can't fuck with me (They cannot fuck with me)
Now (Are you entertained? They cannot fuck with me)
Just stand anywhere (Are you not entertained?)
They cannot fuck with me, oh no
[Chorus: Bri Steves & Joey Bada$$]
Fine shit, I don't want no disrespect (Yeah, come on)
Hot dog, walk a nigga like a vet (Ayy)
Can't breathe, with a foot up on they neck (Right)
I like big dog talk, baby, show me how you get, like (Uh, work it like)
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[Into]
(Dub, you did that, ha-ha)
Yo, for the player
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Huh (Big Za), yeah
[Verse]
Shitting on them, diamonds hitting on them (Bling)
This shit going on (Going on)
Feds listening, I can't talk about no business on the phone (On the phone)
Took a trip, went up top, came back with nothing but some bows (Some bows)
Don’t wait a minute, trap house jumping, ain't nothing in this bitch but a stove (Brrr)
More blessings, more motion, more me, let's get to the ends (To the ends)
How I went from L’s all in my closet to L's on my rims (Skrrt)
Man, fuck it
Everybody got a Cullinan, I'm going Black Badge (Black Badge)
Thousand horses, TRX say, when I'm riding past
Diamonds hit, make a wish, see some shooting stars whеn I talk
Yeah, nigga, I'm the definition of who woulda еver thought
I don't really got a lot of patience, broke shit give me aggravated
I know a lot of these niggas be capped, it look like we had a graduation
I don't like linking up with niggas, these niggas be Uncle Toms (Uncle Toms)
Fresh as fuck, hop out a foreign truck, they thought I was going to prom
Duckin' a RICO, all this ice, I feel like Sub-Zero
She know I’m a baller, I’m all on her jaw, she ain't fuck you, you a Nemo (Nemo)
I’m hot now, anytime a nigga pop out, this a movie scene
Flexing on them, shitting on them, painted the Rolls Royce doodoo green
Yeah
This for the real niggas locked up doing time (Doing time)
This for the trap niggas, just stay down and grind (Grind)
This for the street niggas, we holding this shit down (Down), huh
This for them fuck niggas who ain't want to see me shine (Nigga), huh
This for the hating bitches, I'm gonna make you mad too (Mad too), huh
This for the niggas talking, I'm on your ass too (Too), huh
This for Benjamin Franklin, I like my cash blue (Cash blue), huh
You ain’t gotta hate on niggas, you can get a bag too (Pussy)
[Outro]
Big Za
Whole lotta money
Whole lotta cars
Business, TRX, 'Vettes, Rolls Royce
I had too many choices
Long nights in the trap paid off
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[Verse 1]
Who was I to think that I could fix you, baby? (Oh)
Who would I be if I didn't miss you, baby? (Oh)
I hope that you know you were appreciated
Around my house, I still got up all of our pictures, baby, mm
'Cause I still love you, that's how I feel at my core
Flew different states to come see you in between tour
I gave you everything I had and even more
[Pre-Chorus]
Just understand it's not like me to give my heart away, ayy
Now you takin' distance and it's hard to take, ayy
I tried everything to get your thoughts to change, ayy
I tried not to listen when they all would say, ayy
This was temporary and you'd walk away
It'll always be easy to blamе you
But it's my fault for thinking I could
[Chorus]
Fix you, fix you, fix you, fix you, ooh
Fix you, fix you, fix you, wish I could
Miss you, miss you, miss you, I miss you
It's really hard to accept the fact that I can't
Fix you, fix you, fix you, fix you, ooh
Fix you, fix you, fix you, wish I could
Miss you, miss you, miss you, I miss you
It's rеally hard to accept the fact I can't fix you, now
[Verse 2]
You said to me, baby, you was all in
I think we just probably should've stayed friends
I think that we probably could've saved tears, and saved years
[Pre-Chorus]
Just understand it's not like me to give my heart away, ayy
Now you takin' distance and it's hard to take, ayy
I tried everything to get your thoughts to change, ayy
I tried not to listen when they all would say, ayy
This was temporary and you'd walk away
It'll always be easy to blame you
But it's my fault for thinking I could
[Chorus]
Fix you, fix you, fix you, fix you, ooh
Fix you, fix you, fix you, wish I could
Miss you, miss you, miss you, I miss you
It's really hard to accept the fact that I can't
Fix you, fix you, fix you, fix you, ooh
Fix you, fix you, fix you, wish I could
Miss you, miss you, miss you, I miss you
It's really hard to accept the fact I can't fix you, now
[Open Verse]
[Pre-Chorus]
Just understand it's not like me to give my heart away, ayy
Now you takin' distance and it's hard to take, ayy
I tried everything to get your thoughts to change, ayy
I tried not to listen when they all would say, ayy
This was temporary and you'd walk away
It'll always be easy to blame you
But it's my fault for thinking I could
[Chorus]
Fix you, fix you, fix you, fix you, ooh
Fix you, fix you, fix you, wish I could
Miss you, miss you, miss you, I miss you
It's really hard to accept the fact that I can't
Fix you, fix you, fix you, fix you, ooh
Fix you, fix you, fix you, wish I could
Miss you, miss you, miss you, I miss you
It's really hard to accept the fact I can't fix you, now
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[Intro]
Uh, WIZRD
Dirty soda, Spike Lee
White girl, Ice T
Fully loaded AP, yeah
[Chorus]
I just fucked your bitch in some Gucci flip flops
I just had some bitches and I made 'em lip lock
I just took a piss and I seen codeine coming out
We got purple Actavis, I thought it was a drought
[Verse 1]
Bitch, I'ma choose the dirty over you
You know I ain't scared to lose you
They don't like it when you're telling the truth
I'd rather be realer than you
I had to make me a cot
Now I called a contractor to make me a spot
I sold the dope out your house
Now you come to my house, I've got dope in the couch
You know I don't fuck with no rumors
Rocking red bottoms like they Pumas
Got these meds on me, I'ma do 'em
I take these pills and I'm having a thrill
Taking prescription's a hell of a feeling
As for the xanny, I never forgot it
Got 'em begging to call up my phone tryna have a menage
Gotta put up the cash, can't even stay in the house
Cause there’s too much to hide
Whip the four to a nine, gotta pay up the rent, I was too far behind
Fuck I'm too out of time, fuck 'em two at a time
Had to do what I had to do to get where I'm at, niggas know I ain't lying
Niggas know I ain't lying
It's a lot on my mind, it's a lot on my plate
But I never complain
I was working the weight like I came out the gym
I never did train
Put the girl on a train
Strapped a bird on her back, now she came back with change, ayy
[Chorus]
I just fucked your bitch in some Gucci flip flops
I just had some bitches and I made 'em lip lock
I just took a piss and I seen codeine coming out
We got purple Actavis, I thought it was a drought
I just fucked your bitch in some Gucci flip flops
I just had some bitches and I made 'em lip lock
I just took a piss and I seen codeine coming out
We got purple Actavis, I thought it was a drought
[Verse 2]
I strapped the dope to your spouse
The first time I gave her an ounce
I put some free bands in her account
I told her, "Bitch, can't be running your mouth
Better watch what you say to these niggas
Cause you already know what they 'bout"
Put the game in a choke in a knot
Hit that bitch while I'm choking her out
Put that hook on her, now she got love in the south
I got some purp on me now
Stacking these styrofoams up by the double
They done let me back in, now they know they in trouble
Valet the whip by the front door
On a percocet now and I need me some more
Tell me them lies that you want me to hear
I try to forget, but it's hard to forgive
Take me some codeine and pop me a pill
I pull on a blunt and blow smoke out my ears
I smoke on this blunt, I get high as I can
I float off the Earth in designer
I’m working on having some manners
I’m thinking about it right now
I’m holding the cash while I pour up the lean
Then I put one in the air
[Chorus]
I just fucked your bitch in some Gucci flip flops
I just had some bitches and I made 'em lip lock
I just took a piss and I seen codeine coming out
We got purple Actavis, I thought it was a drought
I just fucked your bitch in some Gucci flip flops
I just had some bitches and I made 'em lip lock
I just took a piss and I seen codeine coming out
We got purple Actavis, I thought it was a drought
[Outro]
Thought it was a drought, thought it, thought it was a drought
We thought it was a drought, we poured an Actavis
Bitch, I'ma choose the dirty over you
You know I ain't scared to lose you
They don't like it when you're telling the truth
I'd rather be realer than you
(Young Metro, Young Metro, Young Metro
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[Verse 1]
Why am I mad? I don't get it
It seems like every time you give me signs and I miss it
I did it again, I admit it
I left you standing there and now I regret it
[Pre-Chorus]
Seems like every time I get the chance
I lose my cool and I blow it
And I get all tongue-tied, lost in your eyes
I'm a fool and I know it
[Chorus]
I should've kissed you, I should've told you
Told you just how I feel
And next time I won't stop, I'll listen to my heart
'Cause what I feel is real
I should've kissed you
I should've told you how I feel
I should've kissed you
I should've showed you just how I feel
[Verse 2]
Now why didn't I give you my two cents?
A million reasons why I should have and it makes no sense
So here I am, by myself again
Stopping for green lights and I know I wanna be more than friends
[Pre-Chorus]
How come every time I get the chance
I lose my cool and I blow it?
And I get all tongue-tied, lost in your eyes
I'm a fool and I know it, hey
[Chorus]
I should've kissed you, I should've told you
Told you just how I feel
And next time I won't stop, I'll listen to my heart
'Cause what I feel is real
I should've kissed you
I should've told you how I feel
I should've kissed you
I should've showed you just how I feel
[Bridge]
So I turned the car around and you were right where I left you
And your smile said you were feeling it too
And the moon shone bright 'cause when your lips met mine
And yeah, I finally got it right, I'll be leaving with you tonight
And I won't have to say...
[Chorus]
I should've kissed you, I should've told you
Told you just how I feel
And next time I won't stop, I'll listen to my heart
'Cause what I feel is real
I should've kissed you, girl
I should've showed you how I feel
I should've kissed you
I should've showed you just how I feel
[Outro]
Girl, I should've kissed you
I should've told you, told you just how I feel
And this time I won't stop until I have your heart
'Cause what I'm feeling is real
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[Chorus: Kid Ink, Chris Brown, Kid Ink & Chris Brown]
I said why you over there lookin' at me (Woop)
While I'm with my girlfriend?
Why you over there lookin' at me and my girlfriend?
Let's take it to the hotel, oh-woah
Let's take it to the hotel, oh-woah
[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
Yeah, I said why you over there lookin'? (Woah)
Got a starin' problem or you fuckin'? (Woop)
I know you see my girl, stop frontin' (Wait)
I could tell you up to a lil' somethin', hol' up (Hold up)
I'ma play it cool, baby, roll one (Yeah)
While you make your way and get over here (Yeah)
My girl ain't down, then it's over (Woo)
Just tell her that she look good when I'm over there (Yeah)
In the first place, pour one up
Baby, don't be too thirsty
Groupie love ain't ever gon' work, see (Uh)
Hoes ain't loyal and never keep it low-key
That ain't alright (No)
I'ma take a shot, couple shots through the night
Tell a joke, keep it fun, make her feel it's alright (Woop)
Give you the game wholesale (Woop)
And bet a hundred that I take 'em to the hotel (Let's go)
[Chorus: Kid Ink & Chris Brown, Kid Ink, Chris Brown]
I said why you over there lookin' at me (Woop)
While I'm with my girlfriend?
Why you over there lookin' at me and my girlfriend?
Let's take it to the hotel, oh-woah (We could take it there, woah)
Let's take it to the hotel, oh-woah (Baby, we could take it there, woah)
Take it to the hotel, baby, leave with me
Know I got a penthouse suite
I said why you over there lookin' at me
While I'm with my girlfriend?
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
It's kinda hard when I see you lookin' over here with them eyes
I got a girl, but I'm feelin' your body, so I'ma have to just play both sides
I hope she don't come over here 'cause I'm with my girl, you know I love her
I got two of my bitches in the club and they know about each other, oh, no
[Verse 3: Kid Ink]
Uh, but a nigga never paranoid
You fuckin' with a man, not a little boy
What? I could barely hear your lil' voice
In the club, but your body makin' all the noise
Clap it up, stack it up
Baby, where your purse? Just pack it up
And grab her hand, tell her, "We should go now
If you really wanna take this party to the hotel
[Chorus: Kid Ink & Chris Brown, Kid Ink, Chris Brown]
I said, said, why you over there lookin' at me (Woop)
While I'm with my girlfriend?
Why you over there lookin' at me and my girlfriend?
Let's take it to the hotel, oh-woah (We could take it there, woah)
Let's take it to the hotel, oh-woah (Baby, we could take it there, woah)
Take it to the hotel, baby, leave with me
Know I got a penthouse suite
I said why you over there lookin' at me
While I'm with my girlfriend? (Oh)
[Verse 4: Kid Ink]
Over there lookin' all suspicious
Get a clue, girl, don't be a mystery
I see you likin' on all my pictures (Woah)
Of me and my bitch up in all of our business (Woah)
So, you gotta know it ain't a limit to (To)
What a pill and the liquor do (Nah)
Make a straight girl go down, just spit down
I might fuck around and lick her too (I see, oh)
It ain't a problem, my metabolism high
Eat you both up for dinner (I see, oh)
Just keep it real with a real motherfucker
Ain't got time for no pretenders (I see, oh)
Now just bring it to me
That fleek, that freak, no classy stuff (Uh)
Been pushin' up (Uh), don't pussy now (Now)
Bitch, what you really on? (What?)
[Chorus: Kid Ink & Chris Brown, Kid Ink, Chris Brown]
Why you over there lookin' at me (Woop)
While I'm with my girlfriend?
Why you over there lookin' at me and my girlfriend?
Let's take it to the hotel, oh-woah (We could take it there, woah)
Let's take it to the hotel, oh-woah (Baby, we could take it there, woah)
Take it to the hotel, baby, leave with me
Know I got a penthouse suite
I said why you over there lookin' at me
While I'm with my girlfriend?
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[Chorus]
I come alive in the night time
I got tequila, she was sippin' on the white wine
She looks better than when I see her on the timeline
That's why the haters are hatin' on the sideline
When I see 'em in person, it's all love, though
Spud a man like "Yo, wagwan, done know"
Somethin' like Quavo, they treat me like the huncho
She knows the city is mine, where you wanna go?
[Verse]
When I walk in thе room, please don't get it twistеd
No briefcase, but you know I mean business
Every girl of mine, I'ma do it like Chip did
Tonight's a movie, I'm feeling like Idris
I gotta keep it a buck, I know my children are listening
I know the system's rigged, but your daddy ain't bitchin' (Nah)
I ain't scared to be the villain 'cause I can't play a victim
They watch me like a TV show and they're bingin', yeah
Yo Fred, I don't think they heard me
London boy, I set trends, I'm early
Could have been MAINS, could have been Burberry
I ain't gotta talk, these girls wanna chirps me
Boyfriends wanna hurt me, I just smile like I just came back from Turkey
They can't touch me, the gang too certi'
Clean up nice, but still, I play dirty
So don't waste my time 'cause the girl on my line
She was the freak of the week, Monday, I'll be back on my grind
You put money on my head, but it don't make sense
'Cause I been had cash on my mind
They send threats, but really, I'm fine
I dodge rain and I chase sunshine
Grab me a pack and I'm flyin'
I jumped off the jet, gave a tip to the pilot
Gave money to the homeless man and I did it in private (Shh)
You can see he's acting for the socials, really, he's quiet
They ain't eating at all, them boys on a diet
They want a reaction, I'm givin' them silence
Told my brother leave your phones at home when you're givin' them violence
That's just a little guidance (Brr)
It's two in the morn', I'm up studying science
Them boy there asleep like Biden (Boom, boom, boom)
[Chorus]
I come alive in the night time
I got tequila, she was sippin' on the white wine
She looks better than when I see her on the timeline
That's why the haters are hatin' on the sideline
When I see 'em in person, it's all love, though
Dap him up like "Yo, wagwan, done know"
Somethin' like Quavo, they treat me like the huncho
She knows the city is mine, where you wanna go?
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◼️Lyrics:
Goin' one way down a wide road, both eyes closed
Hope I don't drown, but the tide's low, both eyes closed
One way down a wide road, both eyes closed
And I'm high off the hydro, both eyes closed
[Chorus]
Goin' one way down a wide road, both eyes closed
Hope I don't drown, but the tide's low, both eyes closed
One way down a wide road, both eyes closed
And I'm high off the hydro, both eyes closed
Goin' one way down a wide road, both eyes closed
Hope I don't drown, but the tide's low, both eyes closed
One way down a wide road, both eyes closed
And I'm high off the hydro, both eyes closed
[Verse 1]
Any time I get a chance to hit— man, I'm sick
Seen some shit that made me cry, baby die from genocide
Middle finger to the man, fuck the Klan, I know you hate my kind
God, tell me why my kind gotta suffer worldwide?
Mama, tell me why you slangin' pies just to make it by?
Papa, tell me why you doin' time? Ain't commit no crime
Every man for themself, where I'm from, that's how it's been
Ain't shit changed, might've hit a stain every now and then
[Chorus]
Goin' one way down a wide road, both eyes closed
Hope I don't drown, but the tide's low, both eyes closed
One way down a wide road, both eyes closed
And I'm high off the hydro, both eyes closed
Goin' one way down a wide road, both eyes closed
Hope I don't drown, but the tide's low, both eyes closed
One way down a wide road, both eyes closed
And I'm high off the hydro, both eyes closed
[Verse 2]
Back couch, packed house, packed out when I perform
Sold out the Forum, n****s ride the wave, no Aquaphor
Aquafina got 'em fiendin', hope to God that y'all withdrawl
Who you to judge? No subpoena, you ain't even shell-shocked before
But wait 'til I, I, just wait 'til I, I return
I, I return, I, I can't wait 'til
I, I, just wait 'til I, I return
I, I can't wait 'til I, I return
I don't got no purpose, I'm just lonely on this road
I ain't fuck with Satan 'cause I never sold my soul
I been not complainin', posted up, I'm ten toes
I been feelin' lonely just 'cause everybody gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
[Chorus]
Goin' one way down a wide road, both eyes closed
Hope I don't drown, but the tide's low, both eyes closed
One way down a wide road, both eyes closed
And I'm high off the hydro, both eyes closed
[Bridge]
Move my seat back and take my hands off the wheel
Take my last puff, exhale
Suicidal tendencies, I don't know what's real
Before I die, pray to God that I don't go to hell
[Chorus]
Goin' one way down a wide road, both eyes closed
Hope I don't drown, but the tide's low, both eyes closed
[Outro]
Down this lonely road (Both eyes closed, oh)
Just a lonely soul (Both eyes closed)
No where else to go (Both eyes closed, oh)
Heaven only knows (Both eyes closed, oh)
Hellbound, ten toes (Both eyes closed)
Just bought a new whip, but what's it worth?
Can't help me escape, this hell on earth
That new Maybach, what? Better close them curtains
Gotta close my eyes, gotta go to God
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[Pre-Chorus]
Everybody wanna ride around town with me
Makin' money, ridin' 'round downtown with me
Everybody wanna ride around town with me
Makin' money, ridin' 'round downtown with Peep
[Chorus]
I be in the backseat, smoking on thrax
"Can I have some cash please?" You don't gotta ask
You don't gotta ask me, she don't gotta ask
Still yelling "free Max B", "free Gucci"
Fuck me in the backseat, baby make it last
I remember last week came too fast
Lil Peep nasty, scratches on the back
But I got racks and she loving on my tats
Making money back
[Pre-Chorus]
Everybody wanna ride around town with me
Makin' money, ridin' 'round downtown with me
Everybody wanna ride around town with me
Makin' money, ridin' 'round downtown with Peep
[Chorus]
I be in the backseat, smoking on thrax
"Can I have some cash please?" You don't gotta ask
You don't gotta ask me, she don't gotta ask
Still yelling "free Max B", "free Gucci"
Fuck me in the backseat, baby make it last
I remember last week came too fast
Lil Peep nasty, scratches on the back
But I got racks and she loving on my tats
Making money back
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◼️Lyrics:
Pack out the trunk from the front to the back, uh
Pack out the trunk from the front to the back, uh
[Chorus]
Pack out the trunk from the front to the back, uh
Pack out the trunk from the front to the back (Back)
Pack out the trunk from the front to the back, uh
Pack out the trunk from the front to the back (Back)
[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Uh), yeah (Uh), yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Uh), yeah (Uh), yeah, yeah, uh (What's up?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Get him), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (Get him back)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
[Verse 1]
At thirty-five and I'm still a purty guy
Pussy never dry, you know shawty certified
Pancake-ass n****s stay turnin' sides (Uh-huh)
Cookie cutter n****s, soda pop, yeah, they Canada Dry, uh (Uh-huh)
Fuck a fight, nighty-night if we shoot the five
Who we bop, hit 'em low, n***a, shoot him high
Suit and tie, they crossed the boy so many times, feel crucified (Yeah)
Bumpin' Koopsta Knicca in my coupe, my doors still suicide
[Refrain]
Shoutouts to my felons, boy, we caught another felony (Uh)
Shoutout-shoutouts to my felons, boy, we caught another felony (Ooh, ooh)
Shoutouts to my felons, boy, we caught another felony (Ooh, uh)
Young felon n***a uptown, fuck who tellin' me (Ooh, ooh)
[Chorus]
Pack out the trunk from the front to the back (Ooh, ooh)
All gold fronts from the front to the back (Ooh, ooh)
Pack out the trunk from the front to the back (Ooh, ooh)
Pack out the trunk from the front to the back (Ooh, uh-huh)
[Post-Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Uh), yeah (Uh), yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Uh), yeah (Uh), yeah, yeah, uh (What's up?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Get him), yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (Get him back)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
[Verse 2]
BBL, think they built
They strainin' when they trainin' in the gym
They think they Wilt Chamberlain
Can't name a bitch who pussy I ain't killed (For real)
You lame as shit, we ain't forget
The muscles, they ain't real, yeah, yeah, uh
[Refrain]
Shoutouts to my felons, boy, we caught another felony
Shoutout-shoutouts to my felons, boy, we caught another felony
Shoutout-shoutouts to my felons, boy, we caught another felony (Shoutout the felons, uh)
Young felon n***a uptown, fuck who tellin' me (Ooh, ooh)
[Verse 3]
Of course, I ride around the bros
Of course, I'm sellin' out my shows
Of course, I slime and wipe my nose
Of course, your honor, I can't go to court
My baby mom want child support
Fuck college, can't enroll no course
She celebrate and pop the cork, of course
[Bridge]
Pack out the trunk from the front to the back (Uh, uh)
N***a got a grudge, motherfucker, where ya at? (Uh, uh, give it to 'em)
Pack out the trunk from the front to the back (Where they at? Put it up)
N***a try to front, we gon' leave 'em where he at (Brrt, back)
[Outro]
Pack out the trunk from the front to the back
(I got n****s in they cell, goin' crazy in the jail, well)
Pack out the trunk from the front to the back
(Tell the judge, "Don't be holdin' grudge, suck-suck my nuts")
(I'd rather be a thug) I'd rather be a thug
(I'd rather be a thug) I'd rather be a thug
(Send bullets than a hug) I don't give no fuck
(Yeah, hate and no love) Pack out the trunk from the front to the back
(N****s in they cell, goin' crazy in the jail, well)
(Shoutouts to the real ones, the ones who never tellin')
(Shoutouts to my fellas, shoutouts to my fellas)
(Shoutouts to the real ones, the ones who never tellin')
(Shoutouts to my fellas, shoutouts to my fellas)
(Shoutouts to the real ones, the ones who never tellin')
(Shoutouts to my fellas, shoutouts to my fellas)
(Shoutouts to the fellas, the ones who never tellin')
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[Intro]
Open up your bedroom door
Let your mum hear this
Introduce her to the music, yeah
[Verse 1]
(Stand right there, I wear my own garms)
(Man see me on road, and want arms)
(Tell them shut your mout', there's no qualms)
(Tell them shut your mout', there's no qualms)
Tell them shut your mouth, you're not bad
No, you can't son me, never ever lost in a clash, you're mad
Try diss me on my family tree, alright, we could go dad for a dad
(Oi, Skepta, why you murkin' so many MC's?)
'Cause they don't know about greaze
I was really in the field with the G's
We were dissin' out waps on trees
My first wap came in a boxing glove
Got my second one for some weed and P's
Why lie? Tell me the reason, please
That ain't gon' impress me 'cause
[Chorus]
(Real recognise real recognise real recognise real recognise real, I'm so real)
They recognise me in Winchmore Hill
Primrose Hill, Brixton Hill
You're not a bad boy, and I'ma die on that hill
'Boutta show why man recognise me 'cause
(Real recognise real recognise real recognise real recognise real, I'm so real)
They recognise me on wave and trap
They recognise me on grime and drill
You not a bad boy, and I'ma die on that hill
[Interlude]
Allow it, man
I wanna get my bar out, man
Nah, I wanna get my bars out, please, no more wheel-ups, man
Please, man
[Verse 2]
Young SK, I was goin' insane
To go radio I had to walk in the rain
Tell me what you know about surf in the train?
No illogical thinkin', had stress on the brain
One time I had to murk eight MC's
Bettin' me money, they won't test me again
Before I did 'fit pic's, I been a lyricist
Had to make 'em put some respect on my name
(Like, oi, Skepta, why you murkin' so many MC's?)
That was the word on the curb
I don't bend, so how can I get curved?
Private jet, I was flyin' with your bird
Every other lyric you're talkin' about guns
Man, you ain't got straps, stop lyin', you're a nerd
Said you was a bad boy, blud, say word
I went to your ends, that's not what I heard
(Dem boy there, I wear my own garms)
(Man see me on road, and want arms)
I still got step on my 1's. I'm so calm
You talkin' like you know the drillers, you not [?]
(Tell them shut your mout', there's no qualms)
(Tell them shut your mout', there's no qualms)
Talkin' 'bout crashin' out, you're not Swarmz
Real recognise real, dem boy do me no harm
(The nurse that brought me)
(Will recognise me whem I'm forty, like, I'm so real)
From Australia, all the way to Brazil, I got fans sayin' I'm the G.O.A.T. still
Don't come to my show if you're tryna be cool and chill
Your drink might spill, end up in the moshpit, hands in your grill
Flow so sick, you might need a NyQuil
[Chorus]
(Real recognise real recognise real recognise real recognise real, I'm so real)
They recognise me in Winchmore Hill
Primrose Hill, Brixton Hill
You're not a bad boy, and I'ma die on that hill
'Boutta show why man recognise me 'cause
(Real recognise real recognise real recognise real recognise real, I'm so real)
They recognise me on wave and trap
They recognise me on grime and drill
[Outro]
Go on then
Go on then, go on then
No more
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[Chorus]
Boy, let me know if this is careless, I
Could be torn between two roads that I just can't decide
Which one is leading me to hell or paradise?
Baby, I can’t hurt you, sure, but I'm the jealous type
I'm the jealous type
[Verse 1]
He loves me
But he can’t hold this above me
When my eyes are green, I'm ugly
You're vain and hip to rushing
I'm so overtired
I will not wait in this lane
Never seen you cry
You're mine
[Chorus]
Boy, let me know if this is careless, I (Let me know)
Could be torn between two roads that I just can't decide (Just can't decide)
Which one is leading me to hell or paradise? (Oh)
Baby, I can't hurt you, sure, but I’m the jealous type
I’m the jealous type
[Post-Chorus]
Oh, I'm jealous, baby, yeah, I’m jealous
Oh, I'm jealous, baby, I'm the jealous type
Oh, I'm jealous, baby, yeah, I’m jealous
Oh, I'm jealous, baby, I'm the jealous type
[Verse 2]
I said, "You wanna do what now with who?"
I don't need a pin-drop or a text tonight
I ain't even coming out with you
You don't wanna show me off to your ex or your friends tonight
Nigga, you must be on molly
'Cause y'all ain't kick it when we started up
And if she really was a friend like you said she was
I would've been locked in, but I called your bluff, ha
No girl enjoys trying to tough it out for a party boy
Everyone wants you and you love all the noise
You want what you can't have, but I made a choice
I'm not your toy (Boy, let me know)
[Chorus]
Boy, let me know if this is careless, I
Could be torn between two roads that I just can't decide (I can't decide)
Which one is leading me to hell or paradise?
Baby, I can't hurt you, sure, but I'm the jealous type
I'm the jealous type
[Post-Chorus]
Oh, I'm jealous, baby, yeah, I'm jealous
Oh, I'm jealous, baby, I'm the jealous type
Oh, I'm jealous, baby, yeah, I'm jealous
Oh, I'm jealous, baby, I'm the jealous type
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[Intro: glizzyfr]
Bitch
[Chorus: JID & Baby Kia]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Three in the back, two in the front
One in my lap, two in the trunk
Who got the strap? Who got the pump?
Open the cap, open the door, yeah (Yeah, huh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (Yeah, huh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Three in the back, two in the front
One in my lap, two in the trunk
Who got the K? I got the Drac' (Go)
When we pulled in, lil' jit got pumped, yeah, huh
[Verse 1: JID & Baby Kia]
Lil' dog with a bite and the bark
A nice heart niggas abused and turned to dark
A nighthawk lookin' for food and look at the booty
Nice soft, maybe the bougie bitch look good with the lights off
He bust real dope moves, one dope boy, two loose screws
Three bad Black lil' niggas said fuck school
Fuck them, fuck you, fuck dudes up, tough dudes get touched too
Ash to ash and dust to dust, you best to bust the rusty, trusty, dusty, if you rush me (Bet I blow this bitch down)
Yeah, pullin' up well, he got his heat and his hooligans there
Who brought the beef and the food for the bear?
Who got the fever? The heater can shoot in the air?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (Uh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh (Bitch, I'm from the— Bitch, bitch)
Bitch, I'm from the Eastside, you can see the street sign
Never seen a peace sign, hell yeah
Said he finna respawn, shootin' out a Nissan
Put that boy to sleep now, hell yeah
Nigga, fuck 12, they be jockin' the player
Lil' Glock 9, let it pop in the air
Ninja Turtle Raphael when they caught a shell
Better say a prayer when he walkin' to jail
They said he walk it like he talk it, then he walkin' it well
They said he 'bout to tuck a shank and he ain't tuckin' his tail
He train well, wheel train goin' off of the rails
Same thing, gang bang, he ain't stock for bail
[Chorus: Baby Kia]
Three in the back, two in the front
One in my lap, two in the trunk
Who got the K? I got the Drac'
When we pulled in, lil' jit got pumped, yeah
[Interlude: Baby Kia & JID]
You better run, nigga, know you not safe
I'm from Bleveland, nigga, that was BK
Walkin' down Ave with that Drac'
It's okay, nigga, I made it out of here
Nigga mad I done got that pape'
I'm gone, bitch, haha, yeah (Uh, look)
[Verse 2: JID & Baby Kia]
I'm from the East, look at the streets, lookin' for peace, yeah
He was in a Nissan, never put the heat down, givin' niggas beat down, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch comin' in the night like thief when it's sleep time, he be on creep now, hell yeah
Tell you from the feast now, hell yeah
They done let the beast die, hell yeah, hell yeah
Trippin', I gotta get out of city
Lot of shit I been dealin' with makin' money, makin' enemies
Monitor time, tickin' and tockin' until infinity
I'm feelin' fine, real good, I'm lookin' physically fortified
Fifty feet tall, a hundred wide
I jump high and run fast, a hundred miles
My nigga still in the hood, he just one of the guys
He gettin' sick of the bull, wanted a hundred thousand
But he be good, a hundred rounds, he hunted down
A bloodhound, I think that nigga a blood now
He bang guns and take crumbs, he bugged out
I don't even try and show him another route
He been thuggin' it since a youngin, you know that we seen it comin'
Since park ball days out in Wade Walker, lil' shotty was poppin' off daily
Gettin' mad, fightin' niggas, walkin' off crazy
Play with him, and all he would say is
[Outro: JID & Baby Kia]
Yeah (Uh), yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah (Huh-huh), yeah (Huh-huh), yeah, uh (Uh)
You gettin' that done every time, you don't be bullshittin'
You said what?
You gettin' that done every time, I fuck with you, on God
Now I know it was you
Hahaha
Real nigga, on my mama
You already know, bro, I fuck with you, bro
Gettin' that done every time
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◼️Lyrics:
Stayed patient for the longest, you know how bad I want this
Up until the morning, you know how bad I want it
More than all the money, you know how bad I want it
Ain't it kind of funny how I can't think of one amount?
Seven or eight figures, I don't care what amount
Yeah, she's amazin', I don't care what amount
I can never trade her, offers, I just shut 'em down
Turn 'em down, down, down, down
[Post-Chorus]
Pretty thing, I'ma spend whatever on the high heels
Made a safe investment on you, baby, 'cause you're mine still
Fine shit, you look hella fine, I pay the fine still (Yeah)
Made me say, "I do," put your ass in my will
I would give all the fame and money for you, baby
How much just to leave you? No, they couldn't pay me
Don't want it discounted, don't save me
Spend whatever on my baby
[Interlude]
Why?
I'll spend whatever (Spend whatever on my baby)
I'll spend whatever on you, on you, on you
Girl, don't question, heard?
[Verse]
What? How much do I want it? What?
Can't be rich and lonely, what?
How bad do I want it? What?
You know how bad I want it
Spend it on my only one, listen, you my only one
Want you more than money, need you more than money
Love you more than money, and my brothers find it funny
Would you love me with no money? 'Cause truth is for you, I'ma
Spend it, spend it, spend it, spend it
For you, I would spend (Spend it, spend it, spend it, spend it)
[Chorus]
Stayed patient for the longest, you know how bad I want this
Up until the morning, you know how bad I want it
More than all the money, you know how bad I want it
Ain't it kind of funny how I can't think of one amount?
Seven or eight figures, I don't care what amount
Yeah, she's amazin', I don't care what amount
I can never trade her, offers, I just shut 'em down
Turn 'em down, down, down, down
[Post-Chorus]
Pretty thing, I'ma spend whatever on the high heels
Made a safe investment on you, baby, 'cause you're mine still
Fine shit, you look hella fine, I pay the fine still (Yeah)
Made me say, "I do," put your ass in my will
I would give all the fame and money for you, baby
How much just to leave you? No, they couldn't pay me
Don't want it discounted, don't save me
Spend whatever on my baby
[Outro]
How much do I want it? (Spend it, spend it)
Do I, do I (Spend it, spend it)
Do I want it (Spend it, spend it, spend it)
Do I
Listen, you my only, only, only
(Oh, y'all want me to get hood?
I'ma do it one time for the hood right quick)
Drop lower, drop lower
Drop lower, drop it, controller
Drop lower, drop lower
Drop lower, drop it, controller
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◼️Lyrics:
Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down (Bolegs, this you?)
Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down
Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down
Lay it down, lay it down, you hoes lay it down (Spank on the beat)
[Chorus: VonOff1700]
When I up this Drac', a n***a better not move wrong
This shit get crazy, they done knocked him out his socks with his shoes on
Long live all the bros, most of they killers got a tombstone
Diamond was lackin' while it was crackin' and got boomed on
We just clapped a face up, y'all gon' see him when the news on
We got so many pipes up on this block, boy, this a tool zone
Tell 'em free Famous, every court date, I got Zoom on
Gettin' smoked or bein' locked in a cell, that's somethin' I'm cool on
[Verse 1: Polo G]
It take money to go to war, a lot of guns and they not cheap
Glocks, Dracs and ARPs, with this shit 'til the day I leave
My killers bounce out V's and chase him down until he cannot breathe
Only sandbox n****s on my team, you fuck n****s ain't my bleeds
We play laser tag with the beams, my shooters creep
Get up close, don't shoot from deep
Me and Vonno got two a piece
I put the press on a n***a for woofin' about what he gon' do to me
You don't want them killers outside your house, pull up like Uber Eats
[Verse 2: VonOff1700]
Uh, he took off and ran and got knocked right up off his feet
I got rich and I'm still signed, I just can't stop, I'm in too deep
Opps tryna post up on they block because they heard that I'm OT
I'm in the 'Raq like it's Miami 'cause I'm strapped up with my heat
Big Jilla like a Muslim, he pop up when he hear beef
I had to block J Mane number, he kept talkin' 'bout pushin' peace
Everybody slide in fin-fin, we bounce out of regular Jeeps
We had to tap lil' Keesy head 'cause he thought this shit was sweet, with his dead ass
[Verse 3: Polo G]
Throw B's like we rock red flags, blue hundreds make my pants sag
Took off, but I was dead last, can't wait to let my lead blast
Put a built-in switch up on the Glock, it shoot so damn fast
Talkin' shit, but ain't out on your block, that's how your mans died
Fuck the opps 'til I'm six feet, can't get back what they took from me
They should've knew they couldn't compete, they got spanked and put to sleep
I got thirty-four racks, the fuck I look like, Booker T?
It depend on if you movin' right on whether you booked or free
[Chorus: VonOff1700]
When I up this Drac', a n***a better not move wrong
This shit get crazy, they done knocked him out his socks with his shoes on
Long live all the bros, most of they killers got a tombstone
Diamond was lackin' while it was crackin' and got boomed on
We just clapped a face up, y'all gon' see him when the news on
We got so many pipes up on this block, boy, this a tool zone
Tell 'em free Famous, every court date, I got Zoom on
Gettin' smoked or bein' locked in a cell, that's somethin' I'm cool on
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◼️Lyrics:
[Intro]
Yeah
It's the motherfuckin' Brimcess, you heard?
The shit these bitches be braggin' about is like
Shit I was doin' in like 2016, type shit
Like (Why these bitches hatin'?)
You bitches don't even know the difference between vintage and archive, like
(Why these bitches hatin'?)
Yeah, look
[Verse 1]
Now I spit that other shit, pretty motherfucker shit
Cardi B, every song platinum, I'm not the other bitch
Whatever you was gon' pay hеr, you gotta double it
Gloryhole, bitches don't know who thеy fuckin' with
Their money my stocks and share money
Your booking fee is my makeup and hair money
Bitches say I think I'm the shit, and do (And do), and did
Just know you bitches can't live
I got the hottest shit, hop out, poppin' it
They say I walk around lookin' like a compliment
Shut up, stop whinin', Cardi still shinin'
Hoes kept complainin', so I copped more diamonds
And more archive, vintage couture on me
I got more Gaultier than Jean probably
Summer with cheeks out, Winter, it's minks out
I buy grown man watches and make 'em take links out, bitch
[Interlude]
(Why these bitches hatin'?) I mean
It's really easy for me to talk this shit, 'cause I live this shit (Why these bitches hatin'?)
I just gotta make it rhyme
[Verse 2]
Bitches, I leave 'em all fucked, fists be balled up
Y'all hoes look cheap, that shit don't cost much
I'm a star, but I'll smack you, don't get starstruck
Patientce lookin' at me like, "Cardi, what the fuck?"
Striped like Thom Browne, these bitches should calm down
Quicker they lift up, the quicker they fall down
Poor thing, Twitter must be gassin' them heavy
Makin' them jump in the ring with the Brim before they ready
I seen whole fan pages make avatar changes
All that old love go to new fan bases
Now your fifteen up, you already out of time
I'm a legend, they gon' hang my heels from the power lines, haha
[Interlude]
(Why these bitches hatin'?) All I'm sayin' is
God forbid some shit happened to the Brim
Put my motherfuckin' heels in Nelson Ave (Why these bitches hatin'?)
Bronx legend, you heard?
[Verse 3]
My flop and your flop is not the same
If you did my numbers, y'all would pop champagne
If I did your numbers, I would hop out a plane
Suicide, if I fall from the distance 'tween you and I
They gotta be kidding
Whatever they smokin' on, it gotta be hitting
The bag you just posted been in the closet sittin'
The car he just got you bow-tied in a ribbon
Been in my driveway, not gettin' driven
Y'all some bench bitches, ho, y'all just started startin'
Birthday at Carbone, to me, that's Olive Garden
A nigga couldn't take me there, that's y'all department
Tasteless, huh, basic
I'm a Waldorf penthouse every state, bitch
2016, I had Fashion Nova lit
Ask Rich, y'all need your ass whipped
[Interlude]
What the fuck you mean this bitch is out-dressin' me? (Why these bitches hatin'?)
How that bitch outdressin' me with my fuckin' vibe, bitch? (Why these bitches hatin'?)
Duh, I dressed that bitch, haha
[Outro]
Fixin' y'all mouth to talk fashion with me
I'm the one who showed these girls what fashion could be
The first rap bitch on the cover of Vogue
But somehow y'all passed me, I suppose?
I know your type, all bold and all cap
'Fore the love of hip hop, y'all knew me before that
These bitches is nuts, bitches is ball sacks
And behind my back, bitches be tight like bra straps, ayy
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◼️Lyrics:
She thinkin' i'm shying away, but nah just taking some time
I'm thinkin of changing my mind for her, I can't even lie
She tipping the scale my n***a, yeah, for weighing her option
She into Chanel and shit, it's making her feel accomplished
Tiffany blue on her nails, eat Bonde Feta at Knowledge,
And I-Spy no diamond on her finger, yeah I promise
And I-Spy no flaw, no Jagged edges, yeah I promise
Yeah I promise, Yeah I promise
Yeah I promise, I
Twisting my fingers up for shawty, yeah I promise
Never gunna break no promise, twin, ain't catching no bodies, homicide
She got all the qualities I like, that's why she qualified,
Yeah these hoes disqualified, she gone get this,
Big rock, Imma give her these Karats, ain't doing no sharing
Gotta shawty off the market, and take her to Paris
Ghost these hoes, I told you I won't embarrass
Imma show these hoes exactly who I cherish
Imma show these hoes exactly who I want
You so perfect girl, you do everything they don't
Imma keep it real with you, can't fake the funk
Bae, you don't need no BBL, you got that donk
Love it when her hair did, her nails done
I don't usually trip, but I been falling for her
She like fuck a boyfriend, boy come be my husband
I'm like girl come show me that you really love me
Skii
Yes i'll give you everything
And I just want to get married, oh yeah
You the one for me girl, I'm the one for you
She like what you doing boy, when you coming through?
You fine as hell, that's the truth
I love you text back right away every time I message youI love you girl, that's kinda scary
I love you like I love money, girl let's go get married
Wake up chasing benjamins, feel like i'm Tom, he Jerry
If we had a threesome, these bitches still couldn't fuck with you
I don't play no police games but i might be cuffin' you
I ain't trying to waste no time girl, I'm trying to be your man now
Shoutout all the pretty girls in the world, you the ones who stand out, to me
See myself without you nahh, I just can not
Up late I ain't getting no rest, been focused getting these checks
I'm a young rich n***a, I'm blessed, my new girl shittin on my ex
Got diamonds all on my chest, 20k for a show, none less
My bitch look so damn fine today, even better when she undressed
Tryna get you out them panties, baby girl, let's have a lil sex tonight
I'm trying to sex you right, spoil her til she right,
Get her everything she like,
You so special baby girl cus I ain't even that type
Do you love a n***a for real, or do you love this life?
(Just let me know)
I ain't perfect, I'm my best, I put a big S on my chest,
I put a big rock on your hand, shit i'm doing everything I can
Remember back when I was your man, spend a lot of time in Miami
Imma have to go to Tallahassee baby, before I go and do something drastic baby,
Vice city girls get nasty, but I need something with a little more passion baby,
Me and these hoes been clashing I ain't took them on no dates, no fancy, nah
You the only one I fancy, ma, trying to take you out somewhere dancing, huh
Get you up out of them panties now,
And show you what this young man about,
I tell her she fine, I'm glad she shining,
My phone ring, and she asking bout it,
I told her bae, them bands are callin'
Pointers on me i'm basketballin,
I don't know bout love but I think i'm falling in it,
When you gone come see me girl it's been a minute?
I miss you, aye
Ay I miss you bae, hope you miss me too, Mr. Skii love you, Skii
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chorus
Never told on my dog, I'm a gangster
Keep it on me, look like a frog, I spank ya
In the zoo, but them people can't contain us (contain us)
(That's fire!)
verse
She was a bad man (yeah)
Sell drugs, sell weed, trapster
Walla, real, real, real, real gangster
Walla and Teezy, them bad boy them are my actor
Walla and Sola Benjamin are songster (yeah)
We have beer and gun, we have chopper (zeh)
When Mr. Chopper cannot held the chapter
We are, we are senior, we're not senior doctor
(Boom, boom, boom!) (Ah)
Kill them and laugh, ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Kidnap you and the picture we capture
Is that them have big chat, but big this and big that (yeah)
We have big gun, big chat, big shop, yeah
We have big rifle, we have big glass
chorus
Never told on my dog, I'm a gangster (I'm a gangster)
Keep it on me, look like a frog, I spank ya (I spank ya)
In the zoo, but them people can't contain us (can't contain us)
In my hood, paradise, we're more dangerous (we're more dangerous)
verse
Push a nigga, these ain't palm trees (these ain't palm trees)
Roll him up and turn a nigga to some bong weed (to some bong weed)
Droppin' nukes with my troop, marchin' through the streets (marchin' through the streets)
Yeah, absolute when you see me, bitch, it's SB (bitch, it's SB)
Yeah(slime), got to respect me, I'm a gangster (I'm a gangster)
When you stand by my hood, think about danger (danger)
Think about all black, nigga, robbers (robbers)
Think about all black, big chopper (chopper)
When she go-go bloom, then that bitch will block ya (will block ya)
And this shit get real, I am not imposter (not imposter)
Yeah (yeah), real gangsta (real gangsta)
Hit you with my chopper (real gangster)
She was a bad man (yeah)
Sell drugs, sell weed, trapster
Walla, real, real, real, real gangster
Walla and Teezy, them bad boy them are my actor
outro
Walla and Sola Benjamin are songster (yeah)
We have beer and gun, we have chopper (zeh)
When Mr. Chopper cannot held the chapter
We are, we are senior, we're not senior doctor
(That's fire!) Boom, boom, boom!
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[Intro: Young Nudy]
Uh
What's up? What's happenin'?
He get blasted
(COUPE)
Where your dough?
Say, slime, say, slime, where your dough, bitch?
[Chorus: Young Nudy]
I'm in this bitch like, "What's up?" Me and my bros, yeah, what's happenin'?
Snatch a nigga bitch up, then I'm gone, that's what's happenin'
I see a pussy nigga really mad, he ain't havin' it
You know I send my shooter, they gon' smash, nothin' but savages (Yup)
What's up with your shooter, slime?
Shorty step on shit, don't give a fuck 'bout your shooter, nah
Boy, we in the club, we turnt up, and we do that, yeah
Bitches on my dick, that what's up, I ain't new to that (I ain't new to that)
[Verse 1: Young Nudy]
Not new to this, say, bitch-ass boy, I'm true to this (Yes, sir)
Hangin' 'round with real ones, all my dogs them on that shootеr shit (That shooter shit)
Boy, you think 'bout touchin' me, ayy, boy, your life is ovеr with (Over with)
Damn, I might have to show a bitch (Okay)
Bitch, I been a soldier, bitch, I thought I told you (I told you)
Big 4L up in this bitch, you know we takin' over (It's over)
In the club, I got these hoes bussin' on the sofa (Sofa)
And my dog, he got my back, you know he got that toaster (That toaster)
Take this shit to 2012, boy, we Peter Roll you (Brrt)
Man, these niggas talk to 12, handcuffed all my soldiers (Damn)
Rats, snitches (Rats)
I'm from EA-ski (Yes, sir), one-way street (Street)
Block PDE (PDE), Glock SDs (Thirties)
I be droppin' threes (Drop 'em), shooter on the team (Shooter)
Bitches love the king (Slime)
Big Slime, pussy nigga, what the fuck you mean? (Fuck you talkin' 'bout?)
Sell a bitch a dream (Okay)
Damn, Big Slime get mean (Get mean)
Hoo, money on the scene, yeah (Big money)
I might dap him down and whack him down for his weed (Slime)
I call my dog, he pull them rounds and gun 'em down for they cheese
Damn, shit get real shiesty in my hood in PDE (PDE)
[Chorus: Young Nudy & Latto]
I'm in this bitch like, "What's up?" Me and my bros, yeah, what's happenin'?
Snatch a nigga bitch up, then I'm gone, that's what's happenin'
I see a pussy nigga really mad, he ain't havin' it
You know I send my shooter, they gon' smash, nothin' but savages
What's up with your shooter, slime?
Shorty step on shit, don't give a fuck 'bout your shooter, nah
Boy, we in the club, we turnt up, and we do that, yeah (Big Mama)
Bitches on my dick, that what's up, I ain't new to that (Big Mama)
[Verse 2: Latto]
He like, "What's up, baby?" Shit, me
Y'all hoes would be too if y'all could stay up out my bu-ni-ni (Uh)
Bitch, my bag so big, I should be comin' down your chimney
Man, all I do is step on shit, like fuck that, call me Stephanie
I'm steppin' (Huh), on beats, on bitches, on niggas if they let me (Mwah)
I bust down my bestie (Ice), I'm like, "Go, Big Lexxi" (Yeah)
Fuck Donald Trump, I ain't vote for this presi' (Rollie)
Pretty pink box, talkin' 'bout mines or that Chevy? (Skrrt)
What's up, bitch? What's happenin'?
Somebody please tell my ex it ain't happenin'
I went Crash on the wrist, not an accident (Okay)
Big Georgia Peach on the rear like I'm backin' in
[Chorus: Young Nudy]
I'm in this bitch like, "What's up?" Me and my bros, yeah, what's happenin'?
Snatch a nigga bitch up, then I'm gone, that's what's happenin'
I see a pussy nigga really mad, he ain't havin' it
You know I send my shooter, they gon' smash, nothin' but savages
What's up with your shooter, slime?
Shorty step on shit, don't give a fuck 'bout your shooter, nah
Boy, we in the club, we turnt up, and we do that, yeah
Bitches on my dick, that what's up, I ain't new to that
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[Intro]
Yo (Yeah)
A little under the weather
Fuck it
Yeah
Alright, here we go (Uh)
[Verse]
First, I'ma shred a— (What?)
Verse like I had a personal vendetta (Yeah)
Words come together like birds of a feather (What?)
'Til I need a walker like Herschel, I'm better (Yeah)
Than all of you fuckin' little twerps put together
But I'm not tryna be controversial, I'd rather (Nah)
Talk about shit with a purpose that matters (Like?)
Like, who had the second best verse on "Forever"? (Damn)
Now, I got a riddle (What?)
One condition, you mustn't laugh (Okay)
What is the opposite of Benzino? (Uh, what?)
A giraffe (Haha)
"Go at his neck," how the fuck is that? (Yeah)
How can I go at something he doesn't have? (Haha)
Arm so short he can't even touch his hands
When they're above his head doing jumping jacks (Wow)
Sorry, I don't mean (What?) to upset you, Ben' (Yeah)
When I talk about (What?) all the debt you in (Uh)
I hear that you been (What?) creepin' on the low
In them cheap hotels (Yeah) that they catch you in (What?)
Jesus Christ, dawg (Damn), when you said two-ten (What?)
Never guessed you meant (Damn) at the Red Roof Inn (Shit)
In a room with one (Ha) single bed, two men (What?)
Shady, man, you can't, yes, you can (Shh)
Well, I guess then I regret to inform you, hate to spoil a day (What?)
But this doesn't bring me no joy to say (Huh?)
Guess that Coi Leray feat's in the toilet, eh? (Goddamn it)
Yeah
Damage due to flows, collateral, I s'pose
Gat pointed like mine and Sandra Bullock's nose (Well)
Yeah, them bullet holes (Yeah), have you full of those (Yeah)
You'll catch a stray like Animal Control (Brrr), plan a funeral
I'ma probably have to plan a few neurological exams
Once again, it is off into that damn padded room I go
Right toward the asylum or the psych ward
Because I strangled you with a mic cord
Because my (Blah), fuckin' mind's morbid
I'm on my (What?) Pegasus, my high horse, and I'm fly (Yeah)
Bitch, I soar like a sty
You probably feel like you're gonna die (Yeah)
'Cause you're in my morgue and you're tied up like a tight score
And that's why (What?) I'm back with Cole Bennett
And I been at the level J. Cole been at
It's Aftermath that I ride for 'till I die
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◼️Lyrics:
I got that Henny in my system
Somebody 'bout to be my victim
Bounce, baby, make it bounce, twerk that, twerk that
Bounce, baby, make it bounce, twerk that, twerk that
(You did good, $lick)
(It's a Smash)
Bounce, baby, make it bounce, twerk that, twerk that
Back, baby act bad, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, I—
Ah
Where they at? Where they at?
Ah, yeah
7th Ward
[Verse 1: Ruby Da Cherry]
You can find me on either side of the river, either side of the lake
7th Ward swervin', dodgin' potholеs, curbstompin' m-boxes
Them Roxys, Lawd, it's been a while, sincе I been jaw dropped, outfoxed, shit
Ashtray livin' and I'm spendin' no buts
I don't wanna hear it, I don't fear it, I shrug
Goodie blunt puffed, I'ma slide back cuffed
Bucktown bound and I'm all down for the cut
Louisiana born, grey bandana sworn in
Bring the fucking storm, splatter with no warning
Sippin' cherry fanta, AK splittin' up bananas
Ratatata with the hammer, young cracka five and oh foreign
7th Ward in the ninth innin (7th Ward)
Bitch, you 'bout to die, if I see ya shit grinnin' (7th Ward)
Rough and fuckin' rugged, I was raised up in the slime (7th Ward)
$uicide mindset, but I'm alive and winnin' (7th Ward)
Bitch, I'm 'bout to slide so hard, I'm slippin'
Dodgin' all my demons, but I keep on trippin'
Wallet full of cream, I can sleep while spendin'
I'm a big shot, keep on sippin' big, who that livin'
[Bridge: Scrim]
Were they at? Where they at?
Ah, where they at? Ah, where they at?
Northside
[Verse 2: Scrim & Ruby Da Cherry]
Hell nah, I ain't simping on no corny-ass bitch
Pop a pill like Kodak, I glitch for the twitch
Cup stay dirty like I'm pourin' up in Flint
I might need some 'roids just to hold up my wrist
Might catch a STD the way they all on my dick
For once, I leave the crib and see they still ain't on shit
Been sober six years, how it's still in my piss?
Mask and a stick, feel like dill up in the pit
I don't fuck with nobody like I went celibate
Boy breathin' for his life, they think he meditatin'
I'm at the corner store yellin' "Assalam Alaikum"
Bunch of boys ready to kill, 'cause that's how momma raised 'em
The way I'm lappin' all of these rappers, they might drug test me (Northside)
High clean but my hoe messy (Northside)
Ask Ruby, I got no memory (Northside)
What type of drug? Dog I need every (Northside)
King of the north, motherfuck Joffrey
Live from the grey to fuck up the algorithm
I don't beef with boys that ain't got no alpha in 'em
Just for fun, I'm that motherfucker that'll crash
They want the smoke and I'm outside like "Where they at?" (Look, where they at?)
[Chorus: Scrim & Ruby Da Cherry]
Where they at? Where they at?
Where they at? Where they at?
Where they at? Where they at?
Where they at? Where they at?
Where they at? Where they at?
Where they at? Where they at?
Where they at? Where they at?
Where they at? Ayy
[Outro: Scrim & Ruby Da Cherry]
Left foot step, right foot slide
Threes in the air, reppin' Grey*59
Left foot step, right foot slide
Threes in the air, reppin' Grey*59, bitch
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