Sade – Diamond Life



He laughing with another girl
And playing with another heart
Placing high stakes
Making hearts ache
He’s lovely
Seven nights and days
Diamond nights and groupie life
High in the sky
Heaven help him when he falls
Diamond life, lover boy
We move in space
We’ve been on our ways for maximum joy
City lights
Business nights
When we require
Street court desire for higher […]

No place for beginners or sensitive hearts
Sentiment is left to chance
No place to be ending
But it’s nowhere to start
No need to ask he’s smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Coast to coast
LA to Chicago
Western mail
Across the north and south to [Kilago]
Love for sale
Face to face
Each lass in case
Shadow box and double cross

A license to love, insurance to hold
Melts on your memories and changes into [gold]
His eyes are like nature’s
But his heart is cold
No need to ask he’s smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Coast to coast
LA to Chicago
Western mail
Across the north and south to [Kilago]
Love for sale
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator



Bobby Brackins – Tap In (feat. PnB Rock)



[Intro: PnB Rock & Bobby Brackins]
Hit me up and tap in tap, in
Hit me up and tap in ya
Hit me up and tap in

[Verse: PnB Rock]
With a little baby
She be going brazy
She ride me like a Mercedes
[?]
She just wanna taste me
She [?]
[?]
[?] other bitches they so basic
She say [?]
She just wanna race me
I say girl you crazy
This money all I’m chasing
[?] to the bank now
You should see my statements
[?]
You should see my [?]
[?]
[?] on my wrist
She sippin bubbly I’mma sip fine
Hit me up and tap in when when you in my town

[Chorus: PnB Rock & Bobby Brackins]
Hit me up and tap in
Hit me up and tap in tap, in
Hit me up and tap in
Hit me up and tap in
Hit me up and tap in
Hit me up and tap in tap, in
Hit me up and tap in
Hit me up and tap in

[Verse: Bobby Brackins]
Don’t forget to hear my phone now
You be the one I hold down
Rolling up that [?]
The money ought to slow down
Ye I got [?] next to your city
Whenever you in Cali
Come and fuck with me I be down in LA
She know I’m from the bay
She giving good brain
Cos she graduated [?]
[?] getting cake now
Automatic pay
[?]
[?] to the bank

Pell – Chirpin’

I don’t need much but I want it all, answer my phone when the money call
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
Need to get off of the internet, searching for something more intimate
I’m closing up all of the curtains, and hiding way under the surface

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

Always been down to the asphalt
Head in the clouds when I blast off
Riding round bumping that future, stealing yo girl with my mask off
If was intentional, I was just chirpin’, she hit me up
I was just giving her twitter hugs
But flirting in person way different love
Play with her heart like it’s candy crush
She wanna star and I wanna fuck
Doing commercials and getting funds
In my green bubble I Samsung
I sleep when I’m dead
Rest when I’m tired
So many shows I should host a late night
I sleep when I’m dead
Rest when I’m tired
So many shows I should host a late night
LA tonight
Nola tomorrow
I been on ghost so I ain’t see you called

I don’t need much but I want it all, answer my phone when the money call
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
Need to get off of the internet, searching for something more intimate
I’m closing up all of the curtains, and hiding way under the surface

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

Always been down to the asphalt
Got a catalog, that you can’t ignore
Spit a cannon balls, when i rattle off
Tell a dick rider pull the saddle off
Might puff once albuterol
I need a moment to breathe
Long as we got trump in office
I done forgot what is sleep
I done forgot what is peace
Shame we gotta plea
Telling me that we got freedom
But i ain’t forgot what it mean
I don’t need much but i do deserve it
For i spit a sentence they all know the verdict
Hit the liquor store fuck a bottle service
I don’t need the club money got me nervous
I’ll splurge when I’m dead
Save while I live
Grind overnight and retain ownership
LA Midnight
NY at 10
I been on ghost so excuse
If i dip

I don’t need much but I want it all, answer my phone when the money call
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
Need to get off of the internet, searching for something more intimate
I’m closing up all of the curtains, and hiding way under the surface

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’
I’m chirpin’, Bitch
I’m chirpin’ I’m chirpin’

K Camp – Family Matters

[Verse 1]
Was in LA for a minute
Then I came back to the city
Copped the watch then I dropped 50
In the drop push a buck 50
I got hoes that I kept around
I got some that I let go
Fill the wood with the petro
Misunderstood and I’m cutthroat

[Bridge]
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
You’ll never catch no suckas with me
Grandma sick and its fuckin’ with me
Mama stressin’ and its fuckin’ with me

[Verse 2]
I’m just tryna get my mind right
Was in the dark but I found light
Blessings come when the time right
30k for the time right
30k for a new bitch
He don’t know what to do with it
All that nigga do is pillow talk
And imma fuckin’ act a fool with it
Imma fuckin’ act a fool with it
New crib got a pool in it
Hella paper go to school with it
Suck my dick and baby drool with it

[Hook]
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
You’ll never catch no suckas with me
I ain’t met a nigga fuckin’ with me
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me

[Verse 2]
Most them niggas was my niggas then
Most them niggas ain’t my niggas now
My shit get real will you stick around
I know niggas that let me down
I be flexin on purpose
Bitch I’m hungry and lurkin
Feel like Julius Erving
Getting head in a suburban
Top back and I’m swerving
Top back you can’t top that
Got me feelin’ like Pac back
I got niggas that’ll cock back
Too much pressure you can’t start that
I’m out of mind
Too many bitches, out on the town
Wish I could rewind, and back in the days
When niggas was normal
But this shit isn’t normal
Louis my loafers, Gucci my thermal
No it ain’t formal
Me without cash, that is abnormal
My bitch is bad you know she ain’t normal
You know she ain’t normal

[Hook]
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
You’ll never catch no suckas with me
I ain’t met a nigga fuckin’ with me
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me

[Outro]
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
You’ll never catch no suckas with me
I ain’t met a nigga fuckin’ with me
These niggas ain’t fuckin’ with me
Rare SOUND

Young Dolph – Point Across

[Chorus]
I fuck her then I dip (gone)
Jump back in my whip (yup)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (yeah)
Bitch I’m my own boss (it’s Dolph)
It’s money when I talk (it’s Dolph)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across
I fuck her then I dip (yeah)
Jump back in my whip (yeah)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (uh)
Bitch I’m my own boss (yeah)
It’s money when I talk (yeah)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across

[Verse 1]
Hah, ayy, I ain’t never know how to do shit but go and get it
This ain’t even all my jewelry, I got on two fifty, ayy
Never signed a deal but he spending all these mils
Bitch stay out my business, have a drink, bitch chill
You didn’t grow up where I did, you can’t feel how I feel
That shit ain’t ’bout money, I put my brakes on it and yield
I stood that bitch up for two months and she blowin’ me up still
This shit just got real, I’m the shit like diarrhea
A hundred racks on me, all hundred dollar bills
I keep lean to pour up, bitch my plug Doctor Phil
I take her to the mall and let her glow up in Chanel

[Chorus]
I fuck her then I dip (gone)
Jump back in my whip (yup)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (yeah)
Bitch I’m my own boss (it’s Dolph)
It’s money when I talk (it’s Dolph)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across
I fuck her then I dip (yeah)
Jump back in my whip (yeah)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (uh)
Bitch I’m my own boss (yeah)
It’s money when I talk (yeah)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across

[Verse 2]
For real though
Ayy, niggas act like bitches and it ain’t no excuse for it
Some of my niggas Pyru and some of my niggas rollin’
This bankroll I can’t fold it, choppers we still toting
Smoke a lot of dope, you can call me Dopey
Rock a lot of gold, you can call me Goldie
Got a couple Pateks, and a couple Rollies
Went to LA just to ball, you can call me Kobe
You all about these bitches, I’m all about this paper
Bumped in Farrakhan, told him As-Salaam-Alaikum
Buy foreign cars and take ’em to the hood and drag race ’em
Package got caught up, I made her call in and trace ’em, yeah

[Chorus]
I fuck her then I dip (gone)
Jump back in my whip (yup)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (yeah)
Bitch I’m my own boss (it’s Dolph)
It’s money when I talk (it’s Dolph)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across
I fuck her then I dip (yeah)
Jump back in my whip (yeah)
I’m straight out the block (block)
Hollows in my Glock (uh)
Bitch I’m my own boss (yeah)
It’s money when I talk (yeah)
Spent a mil on ice just to get my point across

Honcho Da Savage – MISFIT (feat. Smooky Margielaa)

[Hook]
[Honcho Da Savage]
I’m on that fuck shit, (I’m on that fuck shit)
I got a big stick, (I got a big stick)
Choppa on dumb shit, (Choppa on dumb shit)
I am a misfit, (I am a misfit)
Don’t get your shit split, (Don’t get your shit split)
I got a dirty stick, (I got a dirty stick)
It got a dirty clip, (It got a dirty clip)
Ima do dirty shit, (Ima do dirty shit)
[Smooky MarGielaa]
I got a 30 clip, (Woo)
Its gon do dirty shit, uhh, (Woo)
Pull up and empty clip, (Woo)
Boy you not meant for this, uhh, (Woo)
I’m on a whole different lane
Riding round deliver wit the gang, uhh
I wear my drip in LA
Talkin money you ain’t got a thing, uhh

[Verse]
[Smooky MarGielaa]
Gucci tanks, uhh
Secret bank, uhh
Heard you wanna link up
Bring them things up
[Honcho Da Savage]
You niggas fugazi
I come with my 30
Yeah I woke up early
I just flipped a birdie
Niggas lame, sorry
Rock and roll, rari
Tryna rob big heat
Now you dead, deceased
[Smooky MarGielaa]
Who you robbin huh?
You ain’t robbin Smooky
I got 30 guns
Yeah its getting spooky
When I was 13
Shit I was a g
I was robbin niggas
Takin all they fees, aye
I was off the leash, uhh
Running from the D’s, uhh
Friends was askin me, uhh
Where my niggas be? Uhh
All these racks I need em
All my niggas they green, uhh
You ain’t talkin money
I swear I don’t need ya
And Im with 16, yuh
And Im with 16, yuh
If you talking wrong, yuh
16 to your bean, yuh

[Hook]
[Honcho Da Savage]
I’m on that fuck shit, (I’m on that fuck shit)
I got a big stick, (I got a big stick)
Choppa on dumb shit, (Choppa on dumb shit)
I am a misfit, (I am a misfit)
Don’t get your shit split, (Don’t get your shit split)
I got a dirty stick, (I got a dirty stick)
It got a dirty clip, (It got a dirty clip)
Ima do dirty shit, (Ima do dirty shit)
[Smooky MarGielaa]
I got a 30 clip, (Woo)
Its gon do dirty shit, uhh, (Woo)
Pull up and empty clip, (Woo)
Boy you not meant for this, uhh, (Woo)
I’m on a whole different lane
Riding round deliver wit the gang, uhh
I wear my drip in LA
Talkin money you ain’t got a thing, uhh

Hodgy Beats – I’ll Be Good

[Intro Hook]
Part of the process
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process
And if you want what you need
What you need is just an object
Mistakes are part of the process
(A part of the process)
Mistakes are part of the process, heard me
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process

[Verse 1]
I could’ve went about a lot of things in different fucking ways
I should’ve but I didn’t
It’s crippling nigga, losing weight
I’m moving at an abusive pace
I’m due to race
When you pit-stopping the ones who help you, you screwed your face
You think I’m wanting to apologize well I’m not like shoes to lace
And what I do tomorrow depends on what’s due today
I’m fueling the wrong energy
Misusing hate and love
And I’m moving out on the move in date
Bruising emotions brutally
Cruising and coasting crucially
Boojie boasting, doobie smoking
Cloud from fumes and rooms of haze
Coochie open, I’ma stroke it then I’ma dip out to LA
Sipping lean and counting green
And recording until the room is vacant
When you’re [?] are never mistaken
Give somebody what they want and it’s never mistaken
I just pray my health is well like cartons when you shake it
And once the carton to my mind opens up, you’ll have to refrigerate it

[Pre-Hook]
They tell me "oooh, you need to slow down
Slow down, slow down your pace"
They tell me "oooh, you’re moving too fast
You need to slow down, slow down, slow down, slow down your pace"

[Hook]
Part of the process
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process
And if you want what you need
What you need is just an object
Mistakes are part of the process
(A part of the process)
Mistakes are part of the process, heard me
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process

[Verse 2]
No more bad trips, no more episodes
Drugs turn your mind into a vegetables
No more internet thuggish, bugging out in public
Man no more [?] songs
No more random pussy for me
I kicked the pedestal
And chilling with premature bitches I know that’ll never grow
X marks the spot to the treasure box in which the treasure holds
From anonymous to Allen I
From the Golf Wang store to Babylon
I got friends in comas from overdosing
I know homeless people with more hope then
Niggas that get punched in the chest
Welcoming them demons with their arms wide open, bogus
They disappear in the gallows of shadows where the ghost is
The plagues dying from AIDS
Magic Johnson hocus pocus
Bought a new wanda for my camera
Take a shot after I focus, them double exposures
I live in a house in the woods
I’m all alone, I’m an ogre
Hiking the marrow mountains, avalanche stumbling over

[Pre-Hook]
They tell me "oooh, you need to slow down
Slow down, slow down your pace"
They tell me "oooh, you’re moving too fast
You need to slow down, slow down, slow down, slow down your pace"

[Hook]
Part of the process
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process
And if you want what you need
What you need is just an object
Mistakes are part of the process
(A part of the process)
Mistakes are part of the process, heard me
Mistakes are a part of the process
Mistakes are part of the process

Gryffin – Nobody Compares To You (feat. Katie Pearlman) (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1]
Thought I saw you at our bar last night
Hid in the bathroom, I just couldn’t stay high

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I took so much time to reset my life
But in just one look, I’m back
Forget that I could have any one I like
But now all I remember is what we had

[Chorus]
Nobody, nobody, nobody compares to you
Somebody, somebody please help me get over you
‘Cause it feels like I’ve been wasting my time
In all the wrong places, on all the wrong faces
Nobody compares to you
Nobody compares to you
Nobody compares to you

[Post-Chorus]
Nobody compares to you
Nobody compares to you

[Verse 2]
What should I do?
Maybe I’ll move away
Start somewhere new, I’ll let you have LA

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause I took so much time to reset my life
But in just one look, I’m back
Forget that I could have any one I like
But now all I remember is what we had

[Chorus]
Nobody, nobody, nobody compares to you
Somebody, somebody please help me get over you
‘Cause it feels like I’ve been wasting my time
In all the wrong places, on all the wrong faces
Nobody compares to you
Nobody compares to you
Nobody compares to you

[Post-Chorus]
Nobody compares to you
Nobody compares to you

[Bridge]
You’re once in a lifetime
Better than New Year’s at midnight
Wanna grab on and hold tight
And I won’t let go
I hope you can hear this
‘Cause it’s your face that I miss
Your lips I wanna kiss

[Chorus]
Nobody, nobody, nobody compares to you
Somebody, somebody please help me get over you
‘Cause it feels like I’ve been wasting my time
In all the wrong places, on all the wrong faces
Nobody compares to you

[Post-Chorus]
Nobody compares to you
Nobody, nobody, nobody compares to you

Charli XCX – Boys (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys (XCX)
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

I need that bad boy to do me right on a Friday
And I need that good one to wake me up on a Sunday
That one from work can come over on Monday night
I want ’em all
I want ’em all
And when they finally leave me I’m all alone, but
I’m looking down and my girls are blowing my phone up
Them twenty questions, they asking me where I’m at
Didn’t hit ’em back

I’m sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse like
"I had to trash the hotel lobby"

But I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

In every city I got one with different ringtones
Flying from LA all the way to Puerto Rico
My girls are calling me asking me where I’m at
Didn’t hit ’em back

I’m sorry that I missed your party
I wish I had a better excuse like
But I can’t even lie, you got me

I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me (no, no, no, no)
Darling, I can’t stop it
Even if I wanted
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad at me (no, no, no, no)
Missed what you were saying
I was miles away, yeah
Don’t be mad, don’t be mad, not like I had a choice

I was busy thinking ’bout boys
Boys, boys
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys
Boys, boys

I was busy thinking ’bout boys (boys)
Boys (boys), boys (boys)
I was busy dreaming ’bout boys (dreaming ’bout boys)
Boys, boys (oh)
Head is spinning thinking ’bout boys

DEMRICK – Superficial (Uncensored)

[Intro]
Woah woah woah, yeah yeah
This that summertime shit
No doubt

[Verse 1]
I’m out here on a goal (I’m still movin’)
Paying bills on the road (The bills keep coming in)
So don’t say I’m superficial when I tell you I’m trying to get that dough (Let’s go get this money, yeah)
Yeah I’m trapping off my phone (I’m trapping off my phone)
Putting cookies in the cone (We got the flavors)
Just put a down payment on a house
Boy I’m tryna get my moms into that home (I got you momma)
So don’t call me superficial (Don’t call me superficial)
Just cause I’m official (Way too official)
Pick some food up off the menu (Go ‘head)
Don’t worry bout the bill, it’s not an issue (I got it)
Superficial, you ain’t seen the shit I went through (You don’t even know)
So all that talk is out the window (It’s way out the window)
All cash, no payments in the dash
It’s amazing baby, this is not a rental (Skrrrr!)
This a Hoppa instrumental (This a Hoppa instrumental)
I let him set the tempo (Go ‘head, set the tempo Hop)
Go into the booth, smoke a blunt
Make a song, man my life is that simple (It’s that easy)

[Hook]
So don’t call me superficial
Don’t call me superficial
(Don’t call me superficial)
Don’t call me superficial
Don’t call me superficial
(Cause I ain’t even trying to hear all that shit right now man, you need to shut the fuck up)

[Verse 2]
Don’t blame me for dreaming and not struggling
Up again hustling just to get it bubbling
[?] haters try to pop your bubble
I stay grounded like a shovel, but my mind is in a shuttle
Trying to figure out a way out
I wanna be at the beach with a beach towel where the bitches lay out
Being broke is played out
Me and my niggas on some new shit
Like taking our family on vacations on cruise ships
And groupies aiming for my pocket like a pool stick
Baby got cakes and like me on top like Cool Whip
Just copped the Rolly, feeling like a young Kobe out in LA
As around the way, they gon’ know me
This been a long time in the making
Now I’m poppin’ like bacon
Get my feet up on the pavement and I turned it into payments
It ain’t no changing nah, been the same since I came around
So let me know if you down

[Hook]
[Hook]
So don’t call me superficial
(Don’t call me superficial)
Don’t call me superficial
(I’m too official)
Don’t call me superficial
(They acting like if they can’t have it, I can’t have it)
Don’t call me superficial
(Shit crazy. Work hard everyday and get it too)

[Outro]
This that summertime shit
Broken Complex Studios
And we still movin’
Keep that negative shit way over there
We don’t even want it no where close to us
Actually you see that corner back there
Pass that, I don’t even wanna see it
Nigga mad cause he don’t got something, better go out and work twice as hard
Nigga you acting way crazy right now
I don’t even understand your thinking
You gotta get your whole head right then get your bread right
Yeah

Electric Starlet – Speed Lyrics

ELECTRIC STARLET
Speed Lyrics

Speed, speedin
Speed, speedin

I just need to get away, its to wild in the streets of LA,
Took to long and I couldn’t wait, it’s a long road when you’re running
Away from home.
I know I promised that I would stay, but its a long road and Im going, I’m
Going, gone.

Foot on the gas; hold it down, f**k the world, grip the wheel, on the edge,
Flip a bitch, switch gears, switch gears
Foot on the gas; hold it down, f**k the world, grip the wheel, on the edge,
Flip a bitch, switch the gears, switch the gears

Drive, ’til i can’t see the horizon, I’m alive, drive
I’ll let the wind blow in my hair, I take the high road anywhere, just
Drive;
’til I can’t see the horizon;

I just need to get away, ain’t got time, get the f**k out my way, I need
Space to accelerate , now I see an open road, imma charge that shit alone
Come on, let’s go
I know you really needed me to stay, but it’s an open road and Im going,
I’m going gone;

Foot on the gas; hold it down, f**k the world, grip the wheel, on the edge,
Flip a bitch, switch gears, switch gears
Foot on the gas; hold it down, f**k the world, grip the wheel, on the edge,
Flip a bitch, switch the gears, switch the gears

Drive, ’til i can’t see the horizon, I’m alive, drive
I’ll let the wind blow in my hair, I take the high road anywhere, just
Drive;
’til I can’t see the horizon;

smokepurpp – Ok (feat. Lil Pump)

[Intro]
Lil Purpp , Lil Pump
All these chains man
Lil Purpp , Lil Pump
Ronny J on the beat bitch
OK, Eskeetit

[Chrous]
OK OK OK OK OK OK OK
I fucked his bitch OK
Nut on her lip OK
I got a stick OK, I let it hit OK

[Verse 1: Smokepurpp]
Lil purpp I am moving that pack
Came in this bitch with a Mac
Gelato, I’m smoking on wax
You could get shot from the back
Drip drip chains in my neck look like piss
Hundred round just with the stick
Diamonds all over my wrist
I just walked in with your bitch
Glock seventeen with a grip
Shoot Donald Trump in the lip
I put a Xan in my drink
I’m in the club and I twist it
Money is taller than midget
Walk in the store and I pick it
Xan got me spinning like fidget

[Chrous]
OK OK OK OK OK OK OK
I fucked his bitch OK
Nut on her lip OK
I got a stick OK, I let it hit OK

[Verse 2: Lil pump]
I’m off the Xan OK, yea
I fucked your bitch in LA, damm
Them bitches do what I say, ouu
She let me bust in her face, ouu
This is Givenchy
I got on [?] the way
Eskeetit all over the place
I put kilos on her plate, ouu
Mama whipping every day, woow
Grandma whipping like a slave, yea
100 Mollies in the safe, ouu
And my lawyer selling yay, yea
OK OK OK, I fucked your bitch in a bay
OK OK, she in my house like a maid

[Chrous]
OK OK OK OK OK OK OK
I fucked his bitch OK
Nut on her lip OK
I got a stick OK, I let it hit OK

Kilo – Doughboy feat. Lil Durk lyrics

Lyrics Doughboy – Kilo

40 on my neck, now I’m the hood hero
We shooting bricks like we shooting a free throw
Everything my way I swear I feel like Lito
Carter in this b*tch, now I feel like Nino.(kilo)

All I ever wanted was a kilo. (x4)

King up in this b*tch, I’m the hood hero
Got a couple thousand, we came up from zero
He front me what I’m buying so shout out to migo
He load up the plane and come in from Toledo
Rubber band that money I’m in love with C-notes
Them b*tches flock our section everywhere that we go
Cuz we popping yeah, young thousandaires
And all I wanted was a kilo versuri-lyrics.info
Drugs had mama gone, she was never there
That gave me free time to get my clientele
We eyeball that work, no we don’t need a scale
Unless it’s the one they use to weigh them whales.

40 on my neck, now I’m the hood hero
We shooting bricks like we shooting a free throw
Everything my way I swear I feel like Lito
Carter in this b*tch, now I feel like Nino.

All I ever wanted was a kilo. (x4)

Bricks and birds
Catch a opp, he switch his words
50 on me, boy don’t run
Shots go off, he send that word
On that corner, me and Berg
We did dirt all on that curb
Man this b*tch get on my nerves
Sit back b*tch and pop a perc
Kilos from Pedro, I’m like Debo with kilos
Stash spot for the drugs, LA trip, meet the migo
I’ma boul like Beanie, but in the streets I’m like Sigel
Rondo coming home the judge want him to do 5 plus 0
We got 4-5 bodies, for the opps killing Chino
Selling dope, El Chapo locked up so we selling soap
Free my killas, them my killas
All my niggas they some goons
Only niggas in the field, only niggas that ain’t told.

40 on my neck, now I’m the hood hero
We shooting bricks like we shooting a free throw
Everything my way I swear I feel like Lito
Carter in this b*tch, now I feel like Nino.

All I ever wanted was a kilooo. (x4)
Doughboy lyrics
Video Doughboy

Charlie Puth – Attention (Acoustic)

[Verse 1]
You’ve been runnin’ round, runnin’ round, runnin’ round Throwin’ that dirt all on my name
‘Cause you knew that I, knew that I, knew that I’d call you up
You’ve been going round, going round, going round
Every party in LA
‘Cause you knew that I, knew that I, knew that I’d be at one
Ohh

[Pre-Chorus]
I know that dress is karma, perfume regret
You got me thinking ’bout when you were mine (Ohh)
And now I’m all up on ya, what you expect
But you’re not coming home with me tonight

[Chorus]
You just want attention
You don’t want my heart
Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new
Yeah, you just want attention
I knew from the start
You’re just making sure I’m never gettin’ over you (Ohh)

[Verse 2]
You’ve been runnin’ round, runnin’ round, runnin’ round Throwing that dirt all on my name
‘Cause you knew that I, knew that I, knew that I’d call you up
Baby, now that we’re, now that we’re, now that we’re
Right here standing face to face
You already know, already know, already know that you won
Ohh

[Pre-Chorus]
I know that dress is karma (dress is karma), perfume regret
You got me thinking ’bout when you were mine
(You got me thinking ’bout when you were mine)
And now I’m all up on ya (all up on ya), what you expect
(Oh baby)
But you’re not coming home with me tonight (Oh no)

[Chorus]
You just want attention
You don’t want my heart
Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new
Yeah, you just want attention
I knew from the start
You’re just making sure I’m never gettin’ over you
Ohh

[Refrain]
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh? (What are you doin’?)
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh? (What are you doin’?)
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh? (What are you doin’?)
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh?

[Pre-Chorus]
I know that dress is karma, perfume regret
You got me thinking ’bout when you were mine
And now I’m all up on ya, what you expect
But you’re not coming home with me tonight

[Chorus]
You just want attention
You don’t want my heart
Maybe you just hate the thought of me with someone new
Yeah, you just want attention
I knew from the start
You’re just making sure I’m never gettin’ over you
(Over you)

[Outro]
What are you doin’ to me? (Heyy)
What are you doin’, huh? (What are you doin’, what?)
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh? (Yeah, you just want attention)
What are you doin’ to me? (I knew from the start)
What are you doin’ huh?
(You’re just making sure I’m never gettin’ over you)
What are you doin’ to me?
What are you doin’, huh?

Omega Crosby – Money lyrics

[Chorus]
They hate it when you shine, yea
They don’t wanna see you grind, yea
All these girls wanna be mine, yea
But I ain’t got time, yea

Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh

[Verse 1]
High as the moon, fly as a kite
She want the pipe but she ain’t the type
I love these checks, the money’s my wife
Niggas be hatin, but that ain’t my life

I go ham on em, ham on em
They hate it when I stand on em, stand on em
They said I put that flame on em, flame on em
They sayin I done changed on em, changed on em

Nooo, same nigga same clique tho
Get brilla, fuck bitches, takin pics tho
I’m trappin out the bake they don’t get it tho
I see a real thick chica I’ma getta tho

They say I’m hella raw, well I’m from stanislaus
They put a roof over my city I’m bout to tear it off
I’m in that first class poppin bottles eatin toast
If you ain’t gone follow why you likin all my posts

[Chorus]
They hate it when you shine, yea
They don’t wanna see you grind, yea
All these girls wanna be mine, yea
But I ain’t got time, yea

Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh

[Verse 2]
Man I’m on that no sleep, eyes red hella gone
The models in my DM say I’m hella on, kill em all
I just wanna gold faced rollie wit some diamonds
Lately I been really in them streets like a sidewalk

If come to a color I be chasin green
I put numbers on the board they ain’t ever seen
Goldie said if you wanna shmack do the footwork
So I used my brain bullets showed em how that book work

At the age of thirteen I was sellin dope
At the age of fourteen I got my first note
At the age of twenty one I was sellin hope
Ray Charles I can’t see myself bein broke

I live like erryday my birthday
I really drink champagne when im thirstay
I flex on these hoes you can call it fitness
So fresh I put plug it in outta business

[Chorus]
They hate it when you shine, yea
They don’t wanna see you grind, yea
All these girls wanna be mine, yea
But I ain’t got time, yea

Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh

[Verse 3]
Sky is the limit, green light they can’t stop me
Errybody clones, everything I do they copy
Shoutout to my girl lay, I’m flyin out to LA
Celebrate at all times but we dont do holiday

What if we, what if we, shut up on the down play
Why you bein a negative Nancy no Holloway
I swear I dont know these hoes it must be a thursday
I’m dope spittin flames I treat beats like an ashtray

[Chorus]
They hate it when you shine, yea
They don’t wanna see you grind, yea
All these girls wanna be mine, yea
But I ain’t got time, yea

Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh
Get money, get money oh

Alt-J – Deadcrush (Relaxer Album)

[Verse 1]
Extraordinarily pretty teeth
Beauty lingers out of reach
You’re my DC oh Lee, oh
Man Ray went cray cray over you
Capturing but never captured
You’re my DC oh Lee, oh

[Chorus]
Swim low
In the back, dry in the night
Sample
Put it there, get the money
In the back of a Volvo car
Sample
Hold over
Pay up, sign up LA

[Verse 2]
Anna Bolina
Maid of honour
Not your sister, fearful temper
You’re my DC oh Anna, oh
Unknown artist
Took your likeness
Henry Tudor left you lifeless
You’re my DC oh Anna, oh

[Interlude 1]
Keepa, keepa, keepa, keep me damn down
Let it low
Let me know where you go
Papa, papa, papa
Get me down
Deep, deep down
Pablo, let me know

[Interlude 2]
If you don’t have the ace of hearts
My dear, you’re a lost man
Falcon for you, Anna, from the left arm of the falconer
Anna, Anna, Anna, Anna L’Arlésienne

[Chorus]
Swim low
In the back, dry in the night
Sample
Put it there, get the money
In the back of a Volvo car
Sample
Hold over
Pay up, sign up LA

[Chorus]
Swim low
In the back, dry in the night
Sample
Put it there, get the money
In the back of a Volvo car
Sample
Hold over
Pay up, sign up LA

The Maine – Black Butterflies And Deja Vu (Lovely Little Lonely Album)

[Verse 1]
What would you say if you could say
Everything you needed to
To the one, you needed to?
You flash like a setting sun
You come around, I come undone
Can’t find the sound under my tongue
When I look at you

[Chorus]
I lose my voice when I look at you
Can’t make a noise though I’m trying to
Tell you all the right words
Waiting on the right words
Just another lovesick afternoon
Black butterflies and déjà vu
Hoping for the right words
Waiting for the right words

[Verse 2]
Just yesterday north of LA
I couldn’t help but think of you
Every time I think of you
You crash like a rolling wave
You come around I lose my brain
Can’t find the sound under my tongue
When I look at you

[Chorus]
I lose my voice when I look at you
Can’t make a noise though I’m trying to
Tell you all the right words
Waiting on the right words
Just another lovesick afternoon
Black butterflies and déjà vu
Hoping for the right words
Waiting for the right words

[Bridge]
I’ve been searching for the right words
But I can’t even find an echo
Don’t you let go
There are only twenty
Six letters I can use
Just to tell you I won’t let go
Don’t you let go

[Chorus]
I lose my voice when I look at you
Can’t make a noise though I’m trying to
Tell you all the right words
Waiting on the right words
Just another lovesick afternoon
Black butterflies and déjà vu
Hoping for the right words
Waiting for the right words

[Chorus]
I lose my voice when I look at you
Can’t make a noise though I’m trying to
Tell you all the right words
Waiting on the right words
Just another lovesick afternoon
Black butterflies and déjà vu
Hoping for the right words
Waiting for the right words

Cousin Stizz – Headlock (feat. Offset)

[Chorus: Cousin Stizz]
Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out
Doing they can’t, ’cause it’s deadlock
Four until four, almost fell out
Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out

[Verse 1: Cousin Stizz]
Yeah, almost fell out
How did I know you would sell out?
I hit the block and I sellout
Plug in LA, put the mail out
Niggas be waitin’ for handouts
I roll the blunts size of dreadlocks
Most of my sneakers is dead-stock
I fuck the bitch ’til the bed rocks
I will not sell from the crib though
No service there like a dead spot
I don’t eat pig ’cause it smell cop
I been this way since the sandbox
And I must live what I cannot
Impossible? Why the hell not
I’m more lucky than shamrock
All my dogs cold, and the lead hot

[Chorus: Cousin Stizz]
I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out
Doing they can’t, ’cause it’s deadlock
Four until four, almost fell out
Yeah, I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out

[Verse 2: Offset]
Bad bitches walkin’ on some red bottoms
Countin’ up the racks, I be playin’ with ’em
Ice copped Patek, hundred thou’ on my arm
Got yo’ bitch on the run, yeah she callin’ me the gun
The Actavis, it got a nigga in a headlock
Flintstone diamonds, make these bitches bed rock
Hoppin’ in the coupe, drop top, robot
Everybody gotta stick, ain’t no Glocks
Just popped the perc, I ain’t fuckin’ with the xan
Yeah, shawty bad but lil’ mama a fan
I’m the engine that told you I can
Big bank take lil’ bank, the battle of bands
Heart of a lion, I ain’t sacred of these niggas
Hoppin’ in that lamb, switch gears on these niggas
Heat tryna kill, put a tear on a nigga
There he go nigga, pray for your nigga

[Chorus: Cousin Stizz]
I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out
Doing they can’t, ’cause it’s deadlock
Four until four, almost fell out
I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out

[Verse 3: Cousin Stizz]
These days I run it like Ricky, I’m Ross
What did it take? Turn yourself to a boss
I’m getting oral, B, you know I floss
Straight to the bread at all costs
Those diamonds ain’t real, boy, so knock it off
Hittin’ the 4 ’til I’m noddin’ off
Smokin’ the gas with the CBs and rastas
Just spent $100 on one plate of pasta
Green and the red I’m like Blanca
Play with the Tim Turner concha
Rollie in water like lobster
Me and three bitches in Benihana
I ain’t their daddy, they call me papa
Hundred bands come up of fifty dollars
Watch out for snakes like a Gucci collar

[Chorus: Cousin Stizz]
I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out
Doing they can’t, ’cause it’s deadlock
Four until four, almost fell out
I put the drank in the headlock
Tryna cross me, boy you better not
Four until four, almost fell out

[Outro: Cousin Stizz]
I put the drank in a headlock
I-I put the drank in a headlock

Quentin Miller – Expression 5

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
One three one seven man
Man, man, yeah

[Verse 1]
Jump right back to the beats
20 somethin’ songs in a week
Checks comin in from the Clicks..
Mac, iPhone, PC
Clocked in middle of the night
2am going on 3
You wouldn’t understand my life
Wouldn’t understand, yeah
‘Bout to move to LA, ATL get too cold man
Middle man sittin’ in the way
Middle aged Quentin on the way
Nigga finna turn 28
Can’t be sittin’ in the same place
Can’t take a break no, no
Can’t take a break (whoa)
Back in the kitchen like Deen
Fuck these niggas like Dean
Legendary like Mike Dean
You ain’t seen the shit that I seen
I could never work at a desk
Nigga found a way to cheat death
Music only thing I got left, damn
Jump right back to the beats
20 somethin’ songs in a week
Checks comin in from the clicks
Mac, iPhone, PC
Mac, iPhone, P-(alright)

[Beat Switch]

[Verse 2]
(Yeah)
I made this beat and song yesterday
2017 we in a different age
Directly to my fans, ask the middle man
Yeah, XO’s for all my women friends
Respects owed to us we doing
What they said we can’t, man
Shout out Boi-1da he set the play up if it…
Wasn’t for him I’d still be minimum wage
Till this day
Big blessings, I’m seeing big blessings
Grind harder, stack, leave my kids blessings
Put some respect up on my name
Quentin million dollar Miller
Keep the change, peep the change, damn
Peep the change, yeah

Rexx Life Raj – Handheld GPS

[Hook]
I’ve been out the way tryna gain it all
Weed and Adderall, that’ll get me there
Hoping soon enough, I don’t do enough, I could do some more
I don’t even know what I’m shooting for but I’m shooting anyway

[Verse 1]
Handheld GPS, still everybody’s lost
We’re in the land of the free where everything costs
But everything is everything though
I’ve been holding onto too much, now it’s time to let everything go
Leave all these thoughts and the weed I blow
Probably swoop a little shawty from the east side though
LA trips in this SUV
4 niggas deep, still fit a few hoes
Berkley, Telegraph Ave be the fast life
But I’m Hollywood when I’m on Melrose
2 cellphones, still so disconnected
Social media disingenuous
It’s that shit that needs disinfecting
Sitting back, counting blessings
Don’t accept no for answers, ask questions
Fuck a suggestion, use intuition
When your heart speaks to you, you should listen
I’ve been minding my business
I’ve been building my business
I’ve seen niggas go from checking for FASFA checks
To signing checls for millions
Shoutout G, boy that’s 30 Ms
Get an indoor pool and I’ll slide and swim
You came a long way from that blue Corolla
You was sliding in, inspiration
It’s better when you lead by demonstration
Don’t compare me to anybody, that’s disrespectful
These niggas ancient

[Hook]
I’ve been out the way tryna gain it all
Weed and Adderall, that’ll get me there
Hoping soon enough, I don’t do enough, I could do some more
I don’t even know what I’m shooting for but I’m shooting anyway

Evidence – Throw It All Away

[Chorus]
I got some money I’m a blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply was there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain

[Verse 1]
I did a show in Chicago on the first
Now I’m back in LA like Chicago and First
No sun but I’ll father this verse
That’s all I’m probably worth
And I’m from sunny CA to rain on all of this earth
Rainy terrain, receive the God sent messages
We know the answer, but dance around what the question is
What is it
It’s back to who’s on first
It’s my dog
It’s his tail
It’s the chase
It’s the search
It’s the ignorance that causes all the bliss in my surroundings
Cause dealing with reality’s like drawing out your boundaries
And I refuse to be referred as less than a creative so catch me when I’m live in town as I’ve been demonstrating
That I could find my greatness in the waking of my absence
And absolutely kill it when they’re dealing out these bad hands
A player plays what a player’s dealt
And carries baggage like conveyor belts
And never fucking saves his wealth

[Chorus]
I got some money I’m gonna blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply is there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain

[Verse 2]
I write to Alchemist cause others don’t inspire me
I got my people and they got my back entirely
I kill with Iriscience on the side of me
And by myself I lay em’ out and iron out the irony
What a long winding road it’s been
With no sign of slowing up around its turns and bends
How many have friends that ain’t foes within
Dirty laundry in the wash, but them clothes don’t spin
I mean really, I kill two birds with one bullet
The target’s when I line it up, the triggers when I pull it
Out the gate a bit late, but the champ is back
I need a third hand to wear my rings and hold plaques
I hit the track like the runners new
Hands high like a stickup Killer Michael running jewels
It’s true, the eyes slanted, my fam rock the planet
Don’t take fans for granted like the money is due

[Chorus]
I got some money I’m a blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply was there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain

I got some money I’m a blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply was there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain

Evidence – Throw It All Away Lyrics

Chorus:
“I got some money I’m a blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply was there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain

Verse 1 :
“I did a show in Chicago on the first
Now I’m back in LA like Chicago and First
No sun but I’ll father this verse
That’s all I’m probably worth
And I’m from sunny CA to rain on all of this earth
Rainy terrain, receive the God sent messages
We know the answer, but dance around what the question is
What is it
It’s back to who’s on first
It’s my dog
It’s his tail
It’s the chase
It’s the search
It’s the ignorance that causes all the bliss in my surroundings
Cause dealing with reality’s like drawing out your boundaries
And I refuse to be referred as less than a creative so catch me when I’m live in town as I’ve been demonstrating
That I could find my greatness in the waking of my absence
And absolutely kill it when they’re dealing out these bad hands
A player plays what a players dealt
And carries baggage like conveyor belts
And never fucking saves his wealth

Chorus :
“I got some money I’m gonna blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply is there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain

Verse 2:
“I write to alchemist cause others don’t inspire me I got my people and they got my back entirely
I kill with Iriscience on the side of me
And by myself I lay em’ out and iron out the irony
What a long winding road it’s been
With no sign of slowing up around it’s turns and bends
How many have friends that ain’t foes within
Dirty laundry in the wash, but them clothes don’t spin
I mean really, I kill two birds with one bullet
The target’s when I line it up
The triggers when I pull it
Out the gate
A bit late, but the champ is back
I need a third hand to wear my rings and hold plaques
I hit the track like the runners new
Hands high like a stick up
Killer Michael running jewels
It’s true, the eyes slanted
My Fam rock the planet
Don’t take fans for granted
Like the money is due

Chorus:
“I got some money I’m a blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply was there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain

“I got some money I’m a blow it all today
They say Michael don’t throw it all away
And my reply was there’s more on the way
When I said it I was walking in the rain”

John Warden – Out Of Here lyrics

Out of Here

Gas is flowing
Wheels are rolling 
I’m outa here

Sparks igniting
I’m through with fighting
I’m outa here

You dragged me all over LA’s not so freeways
Through all that smog I just couldn’t see
Just how bad, just how bad you were to me

Engines revving
I’m through with begging
I’m outa here

Gears are turning 
My mind is burning
I’m outa here

Ain’t gonna play those L.A. Games with you
Not gonna be your fool no more
My foot’s on the gas shoved down to the floor

Speeds increasing
All your deceiving
I’m outa here

Exhaust is flying
You thought I’s lying
I’m outa here

Nothing left for us to talk about
Except all those lies you were feeding me
I had my fill, it’s time to leave

Don’t send any emails, don’t try to call me, I forgot your name already

You dragged me all over LA’s not so freeways
Through all that smog I just couldn’t see
Just how bad, just how bad you were to me

The 1 to the 101…the 405…the 5 to the 91… the 605… the 405…the 101…
And back to the 1 where it all had started from…

Chorus

Don’t send any emails, don’t try to call me, I forgot your name already
Don’t send any emails, not even a text, I forgot your name already

Casanova – Line Me (Be Safe Tho Mixtape)

[Pre-Hook]
I shoot till my bezels broke
Check my watch ‘fore I let it go
Take away, smell the smoke
Nigga just wrapped a brick, with a naked hoe
She suckin’ dick, while she textin’ you

[Hook]
Oh, nigga tryna line me
Tell my goons get behind me
Get low, start firin’
All you heard was sirens
Oh, niggas ain’t gettin’ me
No vest on, they ain’t hit me
They ain’t even know I had 50
Lord have mercy, forgive me

[Verse 1]
I can see clearly
Still looking for the fools who killed Biggie
All headshots, no kidneys
Still looking for the fools who killed Biggie

[Pre-Hook]
I shoot till my bezels broke
Check my watch ‘fore I let it go
Take away, smell the smoke
Nigga just wrapped a brick, with a naked hoe
She suckin’ dick, while she textin’ you

[Verse 2]
Bitch I’m on the road
Cops tried to pull me over at the door
Think you these pussy nigga hoes
Fuck it! pedal to the floor
Cops on the stake out
Told my mom hit the safe get the cake out
Now I gotta break out
They got the helicopters and the K’s out

[Pre-Hook]
I shoot till my bezels broke
Check my watch ‘fore I let it go
Take away, smell the smoke
Nigga just wrapped a brick, with a naked hoe
She suckin’ dick, while she textin’ you

[Verse 3]
Now I’m in LA
Niggas cry, niggas dying everyday
And I ain’t tryin’ to play
Had them hoolies outside where you stay
You know I’m with that mob shit
Clean ’em up with the stick or the Glock quick
Fill ’em up with the hot shit
Every week I gotta get my watch fixed

[Pre-Hook]
I shoot till my bezels broke
Check my watch ‘fore I let it go
Take away, smell the smoke
Nigga just wrapped a brick, with a naked hoe
She suckin’ dick, while she textin’ you

[Hook]
Oh, nigga tryna line me
Tell my goons get behind me
Get low, start firin’
All you heard was sirens
Oh, niggas ain’t gettin’ me
No vest on, they ain’t hit me
They ain’t even know I had 50
Lord have mercy, forgive me

Mike WiLL Made It – W Y O (What You On) (Ransom 2 Album)

[Intro]
Mike Willy with me nigga
Thugger, Thugger, baby
I’m out in the booth eating candy and shit
Can’t get enough, (Can’t get enough)
Eeeeeeeeeeeee

[Hook]
I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome
I say me a prayer then I send your ass home
No matter what you can’t take me off the throne
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Yeah I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on

[Verse 1]
That was a mistake, I didn’t mean to say that
I fuck on that bitch and she don’t tell no one, I don’t play that
I’m real, I just told you so you can know where your lil’ bae at
And if you ever play about that lil’ bitch, I’ll beat you like where Zay at
They say no one do it better, motor geeked up all etcetera
Hop out with thousands of predators
I’m hungry, I want some competitors
And that shit get fly like a pelican
I’m in LA, I want me some editors
Don’t step on this landmine
I’m geeked out my mind, I’m not mankind
But this stick I’ma blast mine
Your bitch a tutor, you can class mine
Chanel first, no you can’t last mine
Didn’t I tell you ’bout that last time
I’m eating so good, it’s that crab time
I had me some cheese, yeah, I Kraft mine
Barter 6, nigga, halftime (Blatt)

[Hook]
I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome
I say me a prayer then I send your ass home
No matter what you can’t take me off the throne
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Yeah I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on

[Verse 2]
Pull up on a bitch, in that foreign with exhaust
I just kicked that bitch up out my car and made her walk
No I’m not from Texas but I pull up kickin’ sauce (ooooohhh weeeee)
Christmastime, I spent half a ticket for Jack Frost
I stuff that bitch in a fender bender
Bend that bitch over like sinner sinner
Fuck the police, Man they trying to kill us
But I think they know that them slimes are killers (SLIME)
Yeah I think they know that them slimes are triller
The lots and lots lots of niggas
Fuck em all like we some thottie niggas
I need four wheels like a tri-cycle
Fuck on her friend and she know it, she know it
I bought a Jag and then show it, then show it
Cuz I really love it, didn’t do it to show it
Bought a G5 for my boys, my boys
Fuck a car note, I don’t owe her nothing oh
Lactose intolerant, Bae I’m spoiled, I’m spoiled
Take me some bars and take off to the stars
I done got so high, man, I think I see God (Hey Baby)

[Hook]
I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome
I say me a prayer then I send your ass home
No matter what you can’t take me off the throne
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Yeah I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on

Cold hearted – Bryce Fox lyrics

Lyrics Bryce Fox – Cold hearted

It’s somewhere north of Florida
A little west of Georgia
At my best, you’re not impressed
‘Cause I’m a loser
Both my wings are frozen, cold like Minnesota
Pinned between the boulders with the rest.(cold hearted)

But I try, I try not to need you
Like you need me
And I try, and I try not to need you
Like you need me.

I’m sick and tired of living in LA
Where the sun is out but there’s so much shade
I need a place to go with the seasons
Where no one out has a reason to be coldhearted
To be coldhearted.

You like hills and yoga
I like hanging over
You’re more like Kim and I’m too nice to be your Kanye
Stand up like a soldier versuri-lyrics.info
But I’m a rock & roller
I take my rage and throw the flames into the water.

But I try, I try not to need you
Like you need me
And I try, and I try not to need you
Like you need me.

I’m sick and tired of living in LA
Where the sun is out but there’s so much shade
I need a place to go with the seasons
Where no one out has a reason to be coldhearted
To be coldhearted.

I’m way too cold to hold ya
Call me when it’s over
I realized I’m just as frozen as the rest.

I’m sick and tired of living in LA
Where the sun is out but there’s so much shade
I need a place to go with the seasons
Where no one out has a reason to be coldhearted
To be coldhearteddd.
Bryce Fox lyrics
Video hearted

JAHKOY – California Heaven

Seems like all these girls are perfect
All these girls are perfect
In LA, in LA
They’ve got so much there to purchase
All those labels on their purses
In LA, in LA

You ain’t gotta die
Just go buy you a plane ticket
(Plane ticket, pla-plane ticket)
This place will change your life
Ask the guys who just came to visit
Once they came, they just can’t go nowhere

Heaven must be somewhere in California
No place I’ve seen compares to California
There’s nothing but angels out there
A place filled with angels I swear
They say come and join us
The weathers much warmer
Heaven’s California
(Yao) Heaven’s California

Blank face, amazing grace
God damn girl, got got god damn girl
Use your angel wings, no hands girl
I’m the man from the land girl
Go ham in the Lam’ girl
You know skirt skirt
And if you skirt skirt
Give me work work
Thats missionary like church church
Legs open like pearly gates in a thug mansion
Get a thug passion
Without Alize
Bow down to pray
I burn an ounce a day
Puff puff pass
No rosaries like Catholics
Might cop the rolls, just to crash it
You could rock the rollie while I hit it
Hey you could rock the rollie while I hit it
Yeah school boy in a new toy
With a new toy, a whole down fig
You was looking for heaven and you found it
You was looking for heaven and you found it

Heaven must be somewhere in California
No place I’ve seen compares to California
There’s nothing but angels out there
A place filled with angels I swear
They say come and join us
The weathers much warmer
Heaven’s California
Heaven’s California

Man they party on the week days (count it)
Party on the week days (count it, count it, count it, count it)
In LA, in LA
I swear they know all the DJs
Walk in the club and don’t pay
Man they must be so paid
Okay, in LA
They poppin in LA

You ain’t gotta die
Just go buy you a plane ticket
(Plane ticket, pla-plane ticket)
This place will change your life
Ask the guys who just came to visit
Once they came, they just can’t go nowhere

Heaven must be somewhere in California
No place I’ve seen compares to California
There’s nothing but angels out there
A place filled with angels I swear
They say come and join us
The weathers much warmer
Heaven’s California

They say come and join us
The weathers much warmer
Heaven’s California
Heaven’s California

Oddisee – This Girl I Know [Www.Respecta.Is] (The Iceberg Album)

[Verse One]
I got a lover but it’s complicated
We’ve been off and on, trying to keep the fire warm
But a brother jaded
I’ve even moved up to Brooklyn so that we could bond
Feel like I see her even less then when I lived away and
Suffocated by the city she ain’t ever home
She in LA or any other place that ain’t my arms
Can’t say she cheating because she was never mine alone
I just think I’m better for her than the drug dealers and the lie tellers
Yeah am I wise but I could be wrong
Please don’t let be
I gave her time and a half while others get her free
And I ain’t one to compare but what I see
Is her in a lesser form with anybody instead of me
We on a different page, same play different stage
Waited on the street to say hi, I must have missed the wave Await her call to come by

[Hook]
I know this girl around town
She cool, she cool, she cool
She coming around, round
When no one around, round
She come through, come through, she come through
We messing around, round
Already for now, now
We do, what we do, we do
But we know that for now, now
Is only for now, now
We through, we through, we through
But I still lover her though

[Verse Two]
We’ve come a long way
Even though she keep me at arm’s length
Over her head and she responds late
I place the blame on all them clowns that she round
Because intelligence ain’t part of their style
Smarten up dumb it down
Drop a jewel rocking jewelry
The way you move done parted the crowd
And I know you did the knowledge before admitted to college So why you hanging round with this foolery
The same lame’s bragging how he bagged you dorm rooms
Done tried to flip the mattress acting like he adore you
Same bed, if it ain’t all true
Why am I here
You know they lying through the locks and the beards
Although I’m faded I’m as sharp as they is
‘Cause he ain’t seen a barbershop in some years
Don’t mean that he the one to lead us when apocalypse near You know I’m right, you see the light in the days
Final calling me I’ll see you tonight aye

[Hook]
I know this girl around town
She cool, she cool, she cool
She coming around, round
When no one around, round
She come through, come through, she come through
We messing around, round
Already for now, now
We do, what we do, we do
But we know that for now, now
Is only for now, now
We through, we through, we through
But I still lover her though

[Verse Three]
You ever love somebody that didn’t reciprocate it
But they give you just enough to keep waiting
Thinking maybe they might see you how you see them with patience
Will come say when they quit faking on the heart that you gave them
But do you give it for gift or for the feeling itself
If nothing’s in it for you would you still be willing to help
I think my love know me more than I give credit for
She made me greater even though I tell her that I’m better for her
But she done heard it before and she gone hear it again
It’s plenty men that tried to holler in metaphor
I’d love to talk to her but I talk through her
We speak our minds the same time and so I let her off
Am I the side piece or the main squeeze
Either way I’m filled with pride when I hear her thank me
So she can come and go as she please
She leave me ‘lone but not in moments of need
Ain’t only mine and maybe so it should be

[Hook]
I know this girl around town
She cool, she cool, she cool
She coming around, round
When no one around, round
She come through, come through, she come through
We messing around, round
Already for now, now
We do, what we do, we do
But we know that for now, now
Is only for now, now
We through, we through, we through
But I still lover her though

Warm Brew – I Swear (feat. Buddy)

[Hook: Ray Wright]
Lil late just be happy that I’m here
We gon’ party so nobody shed a tear
Shake yo body mami move that derrière
I swear the shit get mo poppin’ every year
Lil late just be happy that I’m here
We gon’ party so nobody shed a tear
Shake yo body mami move that derrière
I swear the shit get mo poppin’ every year

[Verse 1: Ray Wright]
Like what the fuck I got to lie for?
House parties, bad shorties, dodgin’ 5-0
Three young brothers bout to get richer than Lionel
Give a fuck if I was late I’m right on time and doin’ fine hoe
Now watch me make this Blackwood disappear
OG aroma make a lil bitch drop her rear
It seem my game keep elevating every year
Known to make the spot jump as if it wasn’t clear

[Verse 2: Serk]
It ain’t never gon’ stop like a candy 64 realest on the block
Round the clock we gon’ always be dope
Hock a loogey of some true player game
Woman flockin’ way they move say thangs
Hipaholic let it loose baby
I’m a product of my zoo LA
From nigga June to May

[Hook: Ray Wright]
Lil late just be happy that I’m here
We gon’ party so nobody shed a tear
Shake yo body mami move that derrière
I swear the shit get mo poppin’ every year
Lil late just be happy that I’m here
We gon’ party so nobody shed a tear
Shake yo body mami move that derrière
I swear the shit get mo poppin’ every year

[Verse 3: Manu Li]
Now looky here looky here I got lunch money
Sittin’ clean we ain’t fuckin’ wit them dust bunnies
Pennies in my hush puppies nigga what’s bummy
I campaign with the damn thang
I came here for the beer stayed her for the champagne
And some whiskey that’s for J strange and the dead homies
Its gettin’ hotter every year
I say every year niggas droppin’ like flies I’m just happy that I’m here
There’s a reason why I’m here i make yo life sound tight
You can fake it till you make it but its not my hype
Cause laid back and I kick facts
Havin’ fun makin’ money off of all these tracks foooo!

[Buddy]
More poppin’, more shoppin’, more coppin’
Show rockin’, crowd surfin’, don’t drop me
4 X

[Ray Wright]
Cause we ain’t come all this way to turn around
The game it need us more than ever right now
My people travel miles n miles to hear the sound
N see the way that Westside Warm brew Lay it down….

[Hook: Ray Wright]
Lil late just be happy that I’m here
We gon’ party so nobody shed a tear
Shake yo body mami move that derrière
I swear the shit get mo poppin’ every year
Lil late just be happy that I’m here
We gon’ party so nobody shed a tear
Shake yo body mami move that derrière
I swear the shit get mo poppin’ every year