Wale – Shine Season Lyrics

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Part I

[Intro: Wale & Sam Sneak]
Oh my God, Oh my God again
Shine season
Y’all niggas still in the bleachers
Mula
Good looking, yeah
Money
Yea boy

M-M-M-Maybach Music

[Verse 1]
In and out of town [?] us
Skin brown so the cops busting
Cockroaches ain’t got to love me
Top charts since dropping lotus
Drop top the car show it
Drop top your bra showing
Tammy Lahren I ain’t ready for you
All the Becky’s want a uncle Tom Sawyer
Race draft first pick
John Lennon for Don Lemon
Omarosa for a palm tree
Your lil’ son see we both shady niggas
DC crazy nigga
Woop woop
PG crazy nigga
Woop woop
We see 12 pull up
Woop woop
Feet don’t fail me nigga
I got the moves like Sean tonight
I got the juice like soccer wives
I ain’t romantic but I got a Wraith
So take the p*ssy under stars tonight
If it’s on then it’s on for life
If it’s squad then it’s squad for life
If it’s a foreign in your neighborhood and you see a Ghost say Folarin in it right
That petty humor makes your bitch choose
House wives call me home improvement
I say your name they say mani-pedi, they don’t even got a toe or nail improvement
Hottest out what I got to do to show you stupid putos who the hottest doing
What they trying to do but they as not as fluent
Shine season give me number 2
Money where is number number 2
I just did a f*cking number 2
Money where is number number 2
I just did a f*cking number 2
Shine season and it’s my season heard that Cool and Dre is in the other room
Keep going

Part II
[Beat Switch]

[Bridge: Sam Sneak]
Oh shit this the part where the shit goes left right

Or do it go right
Or no we go up
Whatever
Talk to them

Maybach Music

[Chorus]
Woosaa woosaa
I been working too hard, too hard
Woosaa woosaa
I been grinding too hard, my god
Draco draco draco draco all you niggas fake though
You, you
Draco draco draco draco all you niggas fake though
Said woosaa woosaa
I been working too hard too hard
Woosaa woosaa
I been grinding too hard, my god

[Verse 2]
Draco draco draco draco, dress your favorite in that halo
Hitters, they from Haiti don’t you make me sak pase so
Maybe I am crazy cause I’m wavy out my way though
Give a bitch a baby way before she get the Seiko
Draco draco draco have you ever seen a draco?
You ever had a sweeper when you squeeze it make you shake up?
Faking faking faking faking, all you niggas fronting
How you taking Xannys trying to operate a weapon?
What the f*ck is up?
Niggas looking real sus
Ask him where’s his passport he rap about the plug enough
I ain’t trapping I just know what’s up
Label me that pro black backpacker that bitches love
All I see is hoe ass rap niggas in every the club
All I see is the Instagram pictures that’s tricking us
All I need is all my black niggas to live it up
Cause North Korea might go bat shit, f*ck you little guns

[Chorus]
Woosaa woosaa
I been workin’ too hard, too hard, yeah
Woosaa woosaa
I been grindin’ too hard, my god
Draco draco draco draco all you niggas fake though
You, you, you
Draco draco draco draco all you niggas fake though
Said woosaa woosaa
I been workin’ too hard, too hard, yeah
Woosaa woosaa
I been grindin’ too hard, my god

Father – Awesome Jawsome Lyrics

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Play this song

[Intro: Father]
Yah, ayy, ohh, ew, yuh

[Chorus: Father]
Pop me a perc and I go through her wallet
Made her drip, drip, drip like faucet
She let me do what I want ’cause I’m bossy
She let me do what I want ’cause I’m awesome
[?] awesome jawsome
We gon’ get married like Nas and Kelis
We gon’ break up just like Nas and Kelis
[?] on my legs, Nikes on my feet
You gon’ pay my motherfuckin’ feat
I’m gon’ paint her motherfuckin’ feet
We gon’ live [?]
They came a long way from hanging in trees
My bitch hair long, look at her weave
All a nigga had to do was believe
Can I have some pussy, bitch please?

[Verse 1: Father]
Can I have some time to myself? Bitch leave
Been going through some shit, can a nigga just grieve
[?] ho, that’s a new pet peeve
[?]
Chain on my neck, cocaine on my necklace
Been in LA too long, reckless
Ex-girlfriend on my checklist
I don’t ever know who the fuck I’m texting
Ew ooh, stop hitting me up
Get off my dick, get on my nuts
Hop on my dick, they be shiny, so lust
[?] my cum
Might [?], might [?] ones
Pipe her [?] my tongue
Pop her ass, I pop my gun
I already know you wanna have my son
Yuh, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Father]
Pop me a perc and I go through her wallet
Made her drip, drip, drip like faucet
She let me do what I want ’cause I’m bossy
She let me do what I want ’cause I’m awesome
[?] awesome jawsome
We gon’ get married like Nas and Kelis
We gon’ break up just like Nas and Kelis
[?] on my legs, Nikes on my feet
You gon’ pay my motherfuckin’ feat
I’m gon’ paint her motherfuckin’ feet
We gon’ live [?]
They came a long way from hanging in trees
My bitch hair long, look at her weave
All a nigga had to do was believe
Can I have some pussy, bitch please?

[Verse 2: Zack Fox]
Can I get some pussy? I’m begging
All of my friends [?]
Shorty told me I’m [?]
Jagged edge we walk down in heaven
Don’t leave the crib without my weapon
These niggas snitch like “Ooh I’m telling”
She like moves, I show her belly
Put my dick inside her belly
White bitch she gon’ dance like Ellen
Imagine that just like John Lennon
Imagine all the bitches
Throwing that ass on me, ooh-wee
I’m impressed by how she [?]
Shoot my shot like Rasheed Wallace
Strapped up with that [?]
‘Bout to pop me a perc and go through her wallet

[Chorus: Father]
Pop me a perc and I go through her wallet
Made her drip, drip, drip like faucet
She let me do what I want ’cause I’m bossy
She let me do what I want ’cause I’m awesome
[?] awesome jawsome
We gon’ get married like Nas and Kelis
We gon’ break up just like Nas and Kelis
[?] on my legs, Nikes on my feet
You gon’ pay my motherfuckin’ feat
I’m gon’ paint her motherfuckin’ feet
We gon’ live [?]
They came a long way from hanging in trees
My bitch hair long, look at her weave
All a nigga had to do was believe
Can I have some pussy, bitch please?

DJ ESCO – No Slow Money Lyrics

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[Intro: Young Thug]
Thugger, Jeffrey, Hendrixx, Wizard, ah
Dripset, dripset, dripset got the whole lit, wet, lit, wet, ooh
Slime, [?]

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Slurpin’ me up
Monica Lewinsky, ooh
Massacre, massacre (massacre)
Fuck who all in it (brrr)
I fuck with the robbers (I do)
I fuck with the shotters (I fuck with the shotters)
I broke on the red dogs
Took off and didn’t stop
Yo, money stand up through the roof
And point at that shit and say Ghost (Ghost)
I’ma slime ball ’em, I’ma kill ’em and give his momma my condolences (condolences)
Yeah, my drip gone stain like hot sauce (ooh)
No red gangs like narcos (ooh)
No slow money, no turt’ talk (no, no, turt’ talk)

[Verse 1: Future]
I was just sittin’ in the Bentley (yeah)
I got some Monica Lewinsky (I got some Monica)
I’m goin’ crazy in Fendi (I’m goin’ crazy)
I cannot trap in the Hemi (I cannot trap)
I’m stickin’ the wheel like Remmy (I’m stickin’ the wheel)
I got more syrup than Denny’s (I got more syrup)
We hit the [?] with Lenux (we hit the [?])
Cookin’ the dope like a chemist
My brothers, ain’t none but some menace
Ain’t rob me a nigga in a minute
I’m a rock star, John Lennon
Got my doors up, no pretendin’
My Aventador ain’t rented
The big Lambo look extended
Racks on me, I admit it
Gold on me like Olympics
Diamond gold an Atlantic
Hottest nigga in the planet
Uzi on me and a cannon
Swangin’ through, panoramic
Got a call, major damage
Freed my dogs, more Xanax
YSL, hang with gang bangers
Hope them niggas understand me

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Slurpin’ me up
Monica Lewinsky, ooh
Massacre, massacre (massacre)
Fuck who all in it (brrr)
I fuck with the robbers (I do)
I fuck with the shotters (I fuck with the shotters)
I broke on the red dogs
Took off and didn’t stop
Yo, money stand up through the roof
And point at that shit and say Ghost (Ghost)
I’ma slime ball ’em, I’ma kill ’em and give his momma my condolences (condolences)
Yeah, my drip gone stain like hot sauce (ooh)
No red gangs like narcos (ooh)
No slow money, no turt’ talk (no, no, turt’ talk)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Shottas, let that shit hang like a rasta
Play with that bread and we toast you
I’m a big blood like my partner
We do not play with imposters
We don’t talk to ’em, we knock ’em off
And we gon’ kiss all your partners, yeah
We gon’ fuck over your roster, yeah
And I’m still screamin’ free Roscoe, yeah
She suck me up with a waffle, yeah
I beat it up like a boss do, yeah
Uh, don’t take it personal (no, no)
Double R, with the stars and the Wraith
Bentley trunk outside, right now

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Slurpin’ me up
Monica Lewinsky, ooh
Massacre, massacre (massacre)
Fuck who all in it (brrr)
I fuck with the robbers (I do)
I fuck with the shotters (I fuck with the shotters)
I broke on the red dogs
Took off and didn’t stop
Yo, money stand up through the roof
And point at that shit and say Ghost (Ghost)
I’ma slime ball ’em, I’ma kill ’em and give his momma my condolences (condolences)
Yeah, my drip gone stain like hot sauce (ooh)
No red gangs like narcos (ooh)
No slow money, no turt’ talk (no, no, turt’ talk)

[Outro: Future]
DJ Eskimo city