Young Stoner Life, Young Thug & Gunna – Solid Lyrics

[Chorus: Drake]
Ayy, slip, slide, tryna provide for me, for me (Woo), for me
Find me somewhere out in London, you know that’s the hideaway
I need some head and some moral support from you right away
Since I been makin’ donations to you like United Way (You know how I do)
Stories you told me ’bout him, I can see that it’s night and day (He told me the truth)
Walkin’ from here to my bedroom, it feel like it’s miles away (It’s too many rooms)

[Post-Chorus: Gunna]
And I’m still hard body, I don’t fear nobody
Phantom whips, I’m ridin’, all my friendships solid
I get big deposits, all my whips exotic

[Verse 1: Drake]
Revin’ the engine, woah
City dependin’, I gotta finish it
I want opinions, yeah, she want a demon, yeah
She want a ring or some sort of arrangement, yeah
Something’s that’s dangerous
I wanna change it, I wanna claim it, yeah
I want it painted, yeah
She quick to say, “No” ’cause she know she a diamond, yeah
She gettin’ quiet, she on a diet, she want a massage, yeah
Tryna get intimate, bank account never diminishin’, yeah
Niggas are changing they images, yeah
Niggas act hard but they innocent
Hop in a tank and move militant, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Drake]
Find me somewhere out in London, you know that’s the hideaway
I need some head and some moral support from you right away
Since I been makin’ donations to you like United Way (You know how I do)
Stories you told me ’bout him, I can see that it’s night and day (He told me the truth)
Walkin’ from here to my bedroom, it feel like it’s miles away (It’s too many rooms)

[Post-Chorus: Gunna]
And I’m still hard body, I don’t fear nobody
Phantom whips, I’m ridin’, all my friendships solid
I get big deposits, all my whips exotic

[Verse 2: Gunna]
Trunk on the engine
I’m on a mission, the Bronco two-fifty, I’m matchin’ the vision
I got ’em excited, know it’s been a lil’ minute
I left her delighted, man, I love all the Chrome Hearts
These suckers despise it
The touch is the Midas
She said, “Fuck me and cum,” I just do it like Loverboy Nike
Ordered the jet just for you and your friends
I chauffeur you ’round in that big body Benz
Got a lil’ bitch that came up from nothing
We shoppin’ in London and doin’ it big
Been in private but we out in public, I know we the topic for you and your kids
Life monopoly, goin’ broke, not an option
If they could’ve stopped it, they would’ve been did
They would’ve been did, she could be the wig
Don’t play with my head, you test my emotions
Don’t be textin’ my phone every day, I’ma leave it on read
I’m diggin’ and strokin’
My new bitch pussy wet like a ocean, I need a new spread
The solid one chosen
Young Gun’ Wunna stay focused, I can’t let ’em put me on edge

[Verse 3: Young Thug]
No, they can’t put me on edge
I just bust down my wrist and it’s rose gold and it’s ahead
I just put pointers on fifties
I just counted ten million, all cash, and got head from the feds
Woo, yeah, I just told ’em if he play then we stoppin’ the growth of they dreads (Stoppin’)
I just had talk with the peppermint, post it, I’m never gon’ drop ’em this year (Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr)
Feel the panoramic doors, we got fours and deuces, toast
I’m the big dog of my coast (Woah)
Micro, minis with the scopes (Uh)
Ain’t tellin’ this bitch my goals (My goals)
Had to live in that, the Metro (Metro)
I’ma peep, but a player not poor (Yeah)
I been thinkin’ ’bout selling my soul (Woo)
Take me out the country and drop me in apartments, she won’t see me cry
I just put macaroni cheese in my pocket, it came with the sides
I just put twenty mill’ inside a escrow, I don’t give a fuck ’bout your life
You had a bust’, but that shit was too little, I promise you never was hot

London On Da Track Gifted Summer Walker Rare Tesla Model X For Her Birthday

“Beep, Beep! Is that our bestie in a tessie?” London On Da Track has gifted his girlfriend, singer Summer Walker a Tesla Model X, making her recent birthday an “unforgettable” one.

In a video posted on social media, the 25-year-old “Girls Need Love” singer is surrounded by family and friends who cheer as she embraces London On Da Track before sitting in her brand-new vehicle. The Tesla is being noted as one of a kind, and in her onlooker’s word, “They don’t even know. This ain’t no regular Tesla right here. Aye this the mother****ing Ludicrous one. This ain’t the regular s**t.”

The video was captioned, “This was literally the best birthday I’ve ever had. I don’t even celebrate my birthday lol this man had to drag me out the house. Told me we were going to a simple dinner but I end up getting surprised by all my closest friends and fam.”

Summer Walker had made known in the past that she is an introvert, so something this grand is definitely out of her depth. However, she was moved to tears by the experience in the video clip. It seems we must also commend London for paying keen interest to the things that Summer likes, such as vegan food and trap music.

“Everything was so beautiful & thoughtful from the décor, the flower cake, all the vegan food, the gifts, the trap music, the celeb birthday vids lol everything was just so perfect. Thank you so much @landonondatrack I’ll never forget this birthday,” she expressed.

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Summer Walker and the 30-year-old Atlanta producer first started dating in 2019. Walker gained popularity in the music industry that year when she released her debut studio album “Over It,” produced by London On Da Track. The couple has been on and off since, with their fair share of ups and downs.

The couple welcomed their first child together late last month after Summer Walkers’ pregnancy announcement on Instagram back in November.

Although the producer was already the father to two children from previous relationships, this didn’t stop him from enjoying the special moment of welcoming his new baby girl as if it was his first.

He wrote, “From the first time I held you in my arms I knew you were special.” I’m overwhelmed wit Joy I Can’t even [cap]. This Allah’s best birthday gift to me… priceless moments u can value forever….. @summerwalker this gift I can cherish [for life].”

The “Playing Games” singer, despite their issues, has always been spoiled by London. She has been given a bevy of gifts a number of times by the producer, one of the most memorable being a huge teddy bear and flowers during a surprise visit on stage as she performed in 2019. That was following a lovers spat, and his grand gesture did indeed win back her heart.

Now, the couple and new parents seem head over heels for each other as they continue to love one another loudly and proudly. Happy birthday, Summer Walker!

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Snowgoons – The Real And The Raw Lyrics

[Verse 1:]
It’s clear to me these dudes ain’t breathing the same air as me
Apparently my clarity is bringing fans near to me
Show to show severity, don’t you know it’s wearing me
But I keep grinding on my hopes inherently
Coldest flow in Seven Seas, wrote this soul of seventies
Go for broke, I’m bending knees
Hold the hope of friends in need
The hardest working inserting no burden
Will burden the verdict, diverted the vermin and murdered the circuit
Biting emcees talk a lot of shit
Bottle split, hollow tips, model chicks love to swallow dick
Me? I don’t bother with, barely acknowledge it
Only thing I ever bit? My bottom lip

[Chorus]

[Scratching]

[Verse 2:]
Literally I am the epitome homes
Acclaimed critically downloaded digitally
Known from London to Italy
I slaughter these lamb ass niggas lyrically hypothetically realistically
The trees glistening, the cocaine crystally
And I am viciously controlling Boston officially
They say you Jaysaun? I am I am
Two truths: I don’t take the stand, to bare love’s hand
I’m no rat and I don’t wear no wires
I rain fire, bitch niggas gotta call me sire
You okay with them punchlines
But I would devour your whole career in a lunch line at crunchtime

You just nibble on your rappers, I munch mine
You chew em too long, I eat a bunch at one time
I’m Walter Payton Ricky Williams combined
Blowing weed at the NFL come by to unwind
You the type to be unsigned with hype
For so long you could’ve blown but never really quite
Doing it ten years and that shit ain’t right
So I’m cutting off the light, goodnight, it’s all over

[Verse 3:]
It’s an automatic slaughter, caught em walking, talking louder
Nah I caught em, pop n’ locked and rocked the noggin out of order, listen
Been dope since the thin rope tied my tummy
Write music for my fans not the pride money
Building the career until the ceiling interfere
I breathe out knowledge, put the healing in the air
Appealing with the snare [?], noticed internationally
Dealing with the fear, haters focusing on passing me
Talk a lot of this and that, acting like their pistol claps
Acting like aristocrats, fact is that they’re missing facts
I pen my soul, they spend their dough
My flow’s frozen like ten below
The best in the game, best invest in the name
Yes I’m destined for fame, rest get left in the rain
Best believe the hype, I’ll lead riots till the hopeless can see the light

[Chorus]

Mud Sun – Mine The Gap Lyrics

Check the lyrical adventure as I’m travel writing with a sense of rhythm
I’m as sensitive as vikings when inviting heads to listen
To this abstract expressionist rap
Like Jackson Pollock
When he spreads the pigment
This is Baba Brinkman on the Underground in London, England
Surrounded by the sound of competition causing constant friction
A lot of guys probably tryin’ to strive for the top positions in their offices
And on this ride their eyes are mono vision
Crawling on the bodies of the hottest vixens probably thinkin’
“Ima get my knob licked by all these women, once I’ve got the auspicious job description
Plus the cars and riches for the proper proposition”
And I’m thinking all these bankers and doctors and lawyers in training
Probably have a whole lot to offer you gorgeous
And without the enormous wallet and other resources
All I can offer is locked in my cortex
Like the knowledge that the starving artist can rock your entire corpus
Like wild horses that never let you settle for a child’s portion
But I ain’t sittin’ on the train stunned like James Blunt
So I get off at the next stop to go try to record this

Please mine the gap
Please mine the gap

Please don’t disturb this man when he’s trying to rap

Please stand clear of the closing doors

The closing doors determine my chosen course
When I infiltrate the city like a Trojan horse

The next stop is Marble Arch
Please mine the gap
Please mine the gap
Please stand clear of the closing doors

On this public transit labyrinth in London
I’m standing on the subway crammed in
With a bunch of other with a bunch of other average companions
Then someone Islamic steps onto the carriage
Clutching a lumpy package and everybody panics
So we gotta stop the train and wait for the cops to come
And confiscate his Double Club Sandwich
I got my iPod on watching bumping Cut Chemist
As they let him off with a warning
And now he’s got a suspended sentence
And it’s obvious to everybody now that he’s innocent
Like 99% of his religious and ethnic brethren
But that never prevented these British citizens from letting their suspicions
Get the better of their stiff upper lips

And forgetting the principles of liberty and justice just this once
To protect the parents of their kids
And now I just missed my connection
And I was on my way to meet up with this lady
So that I could try to get some
Feminine affection
But instead, I’m directionless
Like the rest of my generation
So instead of wasting my free time chasing a feline
I spend the day at a demonstration at the train station
Waving a Peace sign

Please mine the gap
Please mine the gap

Please don’t disturb this man when he’s trying to rap

Please stand clear of the closing doors

The closing doors determine my chosen course
When I infiltrate the city like a Trojan horse

Please mine the gap
Please mine the gap
Please stand clear of the closing doors

Underfoot, underground cultures cross fertilize
I stand under a dirty sign and watch bodies hurtle by
Behind glass etched with the tags of graf artists
Who see the works work the circuit of the circle line
Bags are snatched
Other bags hang under worker’s eyes
Bags full of blues, coffee and overtime
We stare at each others shoes
‘Cause shoes designate a certain pride
We’ve all bought the merchandise
And when the train stops at Totteridge & Whetstone
We all look up and watch a nervous guy get off his bench
And get in line and step in
Let’s call him Kevin
Blushing at the couple showing signs of affection
Kevin sits and tries to hide his erection
Behind a paperback entitled “Pride and Perfection”
Hunched spine like a question, he wants to chat
But people are unreachable across the gap
The gap between the seats which allows passengers to read
The Metro without touching knees with the next bloke
The gap between the dweeb with their legs closed
And the pin striped white collar fiending to get coke
Up in the gap between the office and the strip club
Hopin’ it ends in a cocktail and a dick rub
It’s the gap between a man that enters with a pimp strut
And the lady reading “Heat” that wants a nip and tuck
All citizens of the world just different hair-dos
Step across the gap bruv
I dare you
Credits

United Kingdom: Covid-19 Coronavirus death toll is 125,753


United Kingdom: Covid-19 Coronavirus death toll is 125,753.
England’s chief medical officer predicts Coronavirus Covid-19 surge if the lockdown eased too fast.
Channel 4 News shows that the public shouldn’t think that the pandemic is over, England’s Chief Medical Officer has warned, as he predicted there would be another surge in Covid-19 Coronavirus cases if lockdown measures were eased too fast.
Professor Chris Whitty said advisers needed several weeks to assess the impact of each step, saying it was easy to forget “how quickly things can turn bad”.
About 22.5 million in the UK people have now received their first dose of a vaccine. UK total population is about 68 million people.
The United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland is commonly known as the United Kingdom (UK), or Britain. This is a sovereign country in north-western Europe, off the north-western coast of the European mainland. The United Kingdom includes the island of Great Britain, the north-eastern part of the island of Ireland, and many smaller islands within the British Isles.
Northern Ireland really shares a land border with the Republic of Ireland. Otherwise, the United Kingdom is surrounded by the Atlantic Ocean, with the North Sea to the east, the English Channel to the south and the Celtic Sea to the south-west, giving it the 12th-longest coastline in the world. The Irish Sea separates Great Britain and Ireland. The total area of the United Kingdom is 94,000 square miles (240,000 km squared).
The United Kingdom is certainly a unitary parliamentary democracy and constitutional monarchy. The monarch is Queen Elizabeth II, who has reigned since 1952.
The United Kingdom’s capital is London. It is a global city and financial center with an urban area population of about 10.3 million. London is the capital and largest city of England and the United Kingdom. The city stands on the River Thames in the south-east of England, at the head of its 50-mile (80 km) estuary leading to the North Sea. London has been a major settlement for 2 millennia. Londinium was founded by the Romans. Time in London, UK is Time zone: GMT. The United Kingdom uses Greenwich Mean Time or Western European Time (UTC) and British Summer Time or Western European Summer Time (UTC+01:00).
The United Kingdom really consists of 4 countries: England, Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland. Their capitals are London, Edinburgh, Cardiff and Belfast, respectively. Other major cities include Birmingham, Glasgow, Edinburgh, Leeds, Liverpool, and Manchester.
The United Kingdom has the world’s 5th-largest economy by nominal gross domestic product (GDP). It is also the 9th-largest by purchasing power parity (PPP). The important country was the world’s first industrialized country and the world’s foremost power during the 19th and early 20th centuries. The UK is now a great power. UK has significant economic, cultural, military, scientific, technological and political influence internationally. It is a recognized nuclear weapons state. UK also has been a permanent member of the United Nations Security Council since its first session in 1946.
The United Kingdom is a member of the Commonwealth of Nations, the Council of Europe, the G7, the G20, NATO, the Organization for Economic Co-operation and Development (OECD), Interpol and the World Trade Organization (WTO). It was a member of the European Union (EU) and its predecessor, the European Economic Community (EEC), from 1 January 1973 until withdrawing on 31 January 2020.
Some of the Top U.K. Newspapers are:
The SunDaily MailMetroLondon Evening StandardDaily Mirror
The following information is according to the COVID-19 Dashboard by the Center for Systems Science and Engineering (CSSE) at Johns Hopkins University.
Total Global Deaths from Covid-19: 2,653,182
Countries with most Global Cases of Covid-19:
29,436,516 USA11,483,370 Brazil11,359,048 India4,341,381 Russia4,271,710 United Kingdom4,131,874 France3,223,142 Italy3,183,704 Spain2,879,390 Turkey2,578,842 Germany2,303,144 Colombia2,195,722 Argentina2,163,875 Mexico1,906,632 Poland1,746,953 Iran1,529,420 South Africa1,509,983 Ukraine1,419,455 Indonesia1,407,963 Peru1,399,078 Czechia1,172,916 Netherlands914,595 Canada891,110 Chile859,709 Romania818,977 Israel814,257 Portugal805,321 Belgium758,184 Iraq712,527 Sweden621,498 Philippines605,200 Pakistan570,645 Switzerland557,395 Bangladesh516,490 Hungary516,277 Serbia493,568 Austria488,937 Morocco477,053 Jordan447,284 Japan426,397 United Arab Emirates418,448 Lebanon382,407 Saudi Arabia347,641 Panama337,503 Slovakia323,763 Malaysia302,323 Belarus302,221 Ecuador278,557 Bulgaria275,231 Nepal274,989 Georgia273,521 Kazakhstan259,004 Bolivia251,045 Croatia246,045 Dominican Republic241,834 Tunisia240,295 Azerbaijan226,741 Ireland221,151 Denmark221,147 Greece209,523 Kuwait209,304 West Bank and Gaza209,093 Costa Rica205,385 Lithuania204,463 Moldova200,374 Slovenia190,924 Egypt182,679 Guatemala180,014 Paraguay178,385 Armenia177,832 Honduras175,467 Ethiopia170,252 Qatar160,657 Nigeria146,867 Oman145,379 Venezuela144,993 Libya142,160 Bosnia and Herzegovina142,147 Burma131,001 Bahrain117,474 Albania115,265 Algeria113,236 Kenya112,646 North Macedonia101,373 China95,635 Korea, South93,781 Latvia87,907 Sri Lanka87,762 Ghana86,850 Kyrgyzstan84,807 Estonia84,797 Zambia83,693 Montenegro80,567 Uzbekistan80,440 Norway76,070 Kosovo71,691 Uruguay66,869 Finland64,516 Mozambique62,086 El Salvador61,472 Cuba60,105 Singapore57,503 Luxembourg55,985 Afghanistan41,200 Namibia40,622 Cameroon40,581 Uganda39,651 Cyprus37,653 Cote d’Ivoire36,892 Senegal36,484 Zimbabwe34,098 Botswana32,789 Malawi30,873 Sudan30,499 Jamaica29,123 Australia27,014 Congo (Kinshasa)26,927 Thailand26,535 Malta21,572 Maldives21,380 Angola21,356 Madagascar20,186 Rwanda17,742 Guinea17,438 Mauritania17,237 Eswatini16,660 Gabon16,478 Syria16,101 Cabo Verde13,308 Tajikistan12,632 Haiti12,372 Burkina Faso12,370 Belize11,266 Andorra10,530 Lesotho9,429 South Sudan9,329 Congo (Brazzaville)9,190 Somalia9,160 Guyana9,024 Suriname8,913 Mali8,658 Bahamas8,070 Togo7,783 Trinidad and Tobago6,562 Equatorial Guinea6,537 Nicaragua6,501 Benin6,268 Djibouti6,072 Iceland5,023 Central African Republic4,985 Gambia4,860 Niger4,309 Chad4,126 San Marino4,031 Saint Lucia3,961 Mongolia3,937 Sierra Leone3,635 Comoros3,447 Guinea-Bissau3,421 Barbados3,315 Seychelles3,038 Eritrea2,836 Yemen2,612 Liechtenstein2,554 Vietnam2,461 Burundi2,423 New Zealand2,107 Monaco2,078 Sao Tome and Principe2,030 Liberia1,819 Papua New Guinea1,680 Saint Vincent and the Grenadines1,305 Cambodia

Lil’ Krystalll – +44 Lyrics

[Текст песни «+44»]

[Интро]
— Почему-то в среду вечером все спят
— Угу-угу, а как у тя дела?
— У меня дела отлично, а ты в Лондоне?
— Почему голос грустный?
— Мне грустно, потому что ты не отвечаешь на мой вопрос

[Припев]
Сука хочет любви, отношений, таким я не верю (Вот)
Парень с талантом и это прекрасно, Россия стала гаремом (Вот)
Потерял интерес в женском комфорте, когда открыл силу денег (Вот)
Когда мне плохо, знаю, что меня братан согреет
Я в— Я в— Я в маске снаружи, бро, выходи мне на встречу (Вот)
Новый вагон, новый подгон — ношу только новые вещи (Вот)
Эти колёса не стоят так много, эти колёса на вечер (Вот)
Я и ты, мы оттуда, где правит бедность

[Куплет]
Не ношу дерьма в трусах, статья растёт по граммам
Бро был в СИЗО, смотрел ТВ, он не пойдёт обратно
Да, я замешан, да, я в центре, не могу соврать вам
Моя кровь как яд, мой cup как кровь — это железные факты
Сто тысяч лиц, шея вся в ледышках, ты всё также бедный
Мы с самой грязи, London city показал, где деньги
Забавно видеть, как толпа хочет ворваться в небо
Мой бро купил крипту на high, теперь он ждёт свой Lambo
Эй, broski, я там был в семнадцатом, сгорели бабки
Потом Dark Web нас стал кормить, мы стали делать пачки
Ш-ш-ш, что? Сплетни оставлю пташкам
Я люблю цифры девять-пять, за свои Air Max'ы (Алло)
(Слушай) So fly, как медик, shank в штанах порезал ноги (Е)
Прыгнул на glide, собрал очки без Insta Story
На-на Opel, словно Uber Driver ездит кореш
Broski, он в маске за рулём, мы dodge’им COVID
[Припев]
Сука хочет любви, отношений, таким я не верю (Вот)
Парень с талантом и это прекрасно, Россия стала гаремом (Вот)
Потерял интерес в женском комфорте, когда открыл силу денег (Вот)

Когда мне плохо, знаю, что меня братан согреет
Я в— Я в— Я в маске снаружи, бро, выходи мне на встречу (Вот)
Новый вагон, новый подгон — ношу только новые вещи (Вот)
Эти колёса не стоят так много, эти колёса на вечер (Вот)
Я и ты, мы оттуда, где правит бедность

[Аутро]
— Ясно всё с тобой

Papoose – Trick You Off The Street

[Intro:]
It’s that real shit
I know what time it is
Papoose, Papoose

“Trick you off the streets” Lyrics continue below:

I wrote the buckle hustler and corrupt all towns
Youngest news tell the prompters and helicopters they juxtasomethin’
Ghetto abolition is ripped it up when I took the summonce
Inspired breathing dragon, emergence straight out of Brooklyn dungeon
Mama got the belt and whooped your ass real good for jumping
‘Cause she was baking a birthday cake and you shook the oven
Shot him in his head, I cried it the day they took my cousin
Shed so many tears, it looked like somebody cooked the onions
Back in the [?] by accident, the hood disgusting
And I ain’t used to everyone wearing mask, I’m just a Justin
I don’t need a key to start the Ferrari, is good for nothing
My ‘Rari it sparks
I pushed the button and tour in the UK
Twelve shows, I took a dozen
Rest in peace to Nipsey, just like Lauren I booked in London
Niggas fallin for anything
‘Cause they never stood for nothing.
2021 we ain’t having that, the hook is coming
And they belly up the beast, where you’re getting money
Niggas wanna start beef,
When you cook ’em,
than they start calling up police
Nice try.
You can never trick me off the streets
And they belly up the beast,
where you’re getting money
Niggas wanna start beef,
When you cook ’em,
than they start calling up police
Nice try.
You can never trick me off the streets

Skinnyman – Not Bonnie And Clyde Lyrics

Verse One
(Skinnyman)
She was rocking Gucci sandals, he was rocking Prada sports
I suppose nowadays it takes all sorts
Everyone’s a baller never been on a ball court
Mind you don’t fall short, listen to the whole report
They’d be out kiting, clipping and shop lifting
Or running around town on the underground dipping pockets
Anything so they could make that profit
They had both been to jail it didn’t make them stop it
It made them more wise for their crime enterprise
They join both sides so they could move on the rise
Cos now they got it lockеd, thumbs in all kinda pies
Aiming straight for the prize
Likе the limit was the sky
They never taking cut backs and never compromise
They’ll talk to the bosses but not the small frys
They’d be like don’t take us for no Bonnie and Clyde
This is a whole new millennium, a whole new ride

Chorus
(Skinnyman)
X2
From brock to flossing don’t really happen often
Most yutes will end up in jail or in a coffin
What would it really take to get it poppin
Is it hustling, teefing, robbing or shottin?

Verse Two
(Skinnyman)
She was raised by her four brothers
And a dad that didn’t love her cos he wouldn’t stop pushing his hands under the cover
She’d search in her heart for the love of her mother
When she searched through the cupboards she was soon to discover
A gun that would soon replace the love for her mum
It put a bullet in her dad so she could get up and run away
To those streets only seen as prey
But now she’s all grown up and she don’t play
She stands in Kings Cross shottin rocks all day
With a brudda who she sometimes feel is gay

He said nah I love to f*ck nuff yattis in bed
But I don’t f*ck with relationships they f*ck with your head
She just laughed and said hold it down blood nuff said
Lets both go out on road so we can make mad bread
And link the team
So we can make mad cream
And enjoy the dream
And start flossin, nah wha I mean

Chorus
(Skinnyman)
X2
From brock to flossing don’t really happen often
Most yutes will end up in jail or in a coffin
What would it really take to get it poppin
Is it hustling, teefing, robbing or shottin?

Verse Three
(Skinnyman)
Plan on living forever ming(?)
Going out to n-yam up every ting
Saying we can both grow old and forever bling
Enjoying life for the finer things
Like the house, the cars, the diamond rings
And all them tings in store and more
That’s for sure
With nothing less than champagne for us to pour
Security surveillance, we got dogs at the door
You might hold a two two, I might hold a four four
We’ll hold down a nice lickle house in the country
With an off road jeep and a cupboard full of skunk trees
A summer house by the beach
And every now and then go and check for our London peeps
To reflect back to the start of this paper chase
And give back to the yutes on the council estates
Show them how to turn their life around and live great
Cos that’s how we started in the first place

Chorus
(Skinnyman)
X2
From brock to flossing don’t really happen often
Most yutes will end up in jail or in a coffin
What would it really take to get it poppin
Is it hustling, teefing, robbing or shottin?

Tanya Morgan – Transplant Anthem Lyrics (feat. Lee Sissing)

[Intro]
For all my people worldwide
Just trying to see the world
And how wide it is
You know

[Chorus: Lee Sissing & Tanya Morgan]
Gotta go, gotta go big city of dreams
But everything out there ain’t always what it seems
New York, L.A
Gotta go, gotta go big city of dreams
But everything out there ain’t always what it seems
Atlanta, Houston

[Verse 1]
The rents keep raising up
And you know it’s because of us
They gentrify where we reside so brownstones is now gone
Just condos we can’t afford or dream of calling home
Calling home’s depressing
Full of tales from cats that ain’t learned they lesson
Or you missing all the events, birthdays and graduations
Make you wonder why the f*ck you ever even left ’em
But they just a plane ride away
Or short drive depending where you stay
‘Cuz it’s no place like home love it or leave it alone
You can love it or leave it if it ain’t where you belong
Just pack ya bag and motivate
When the change comes, you gotta meet it halfway
Free spirits not many understand ’em but i do
So I had to write a transplant anthem for you

[Chorus: Lee Sissing & Tanya Morgan]
Gotta go, gotta go big city of dreams
But everything out there ain’t always what it seems
Las Vegas, Chicago
Gotta go, gotta go big city of dreams
But everything out there ain’t always what it seems
Detroit, San Fran

[Verse 2]
God forbid you move for a chick, but God bless it all regardless
‘Cus you need it now more than ever just to make it to the first phase
‘Cus now you all alone in your girlfriends state
And you gotta hang with her friends
And they cool but you wish you had some more friends
And your friends posting Facebook photos of home’s going ons
Still tag you to the flick like “i wish you wasn’t gone”
But you left for greener pastures, and didn’t plan for disasters
Tryna master your own fate keeping you from home
Aain’t nothing wrong with being gone if you think I’m wrong
You can pack you shit and go or
Find a new city and leave em both bruh
Free spirits not many understand em but i do
So i had to write a transplant anthem for you

[Chorus: Lee Sissing & Tanya Morgan]
Gotta go, gotta go big city of dreams
But everything out there ain’t always what it seems
Tokyo, and London
Gotta go, gotta go big city of dreams
But everything out there ain’t always what it seems
Toronto, Berlin

[Interlude: Lee Sissing & Tanya Morgan]
You’re on my mind, until I get back
(Cincinatti) until I get back (NC)
I know I been gone a long time, but I’m coming back
And DC, Brooklyn
You’re on my mind, until I get back
(Cinci) until I get back (NC)
I know I been gone a long time, but I’m coming back
And Maryland, Brooklyn

Victor Young – Around The World Lyrics

Around the world I’ve searched for you;
I traveled on when hope was gone
To keep a rendezvous
I knew somewhere, sometime, somehow
You’d look at me and I would see
The smile you’re smil-ing now

It might have been in country down
Or in new York, or gay Paree
Or even London town
No more will I go all around the world
For I have found my world in you

Hyperaptive – Reverie Road Lyrics

[Verse 1]

f*ck sweet dreams
I’m having street dreams, on the side of the curb
Tryna figure out how the f*ck I would converge
The emotions I’m feeling right now combined in a word
But f*ck that, I’ll leave it to the lines in a verse
Since a younger man I fell in love
With this rap game, addictive with a compelling buzz
This shit gets me high quicker than any selling drugs
Even with the sweet boys and the fake felon thugs
But now I’m at the point of no return
No other choice now but to make dough and earn
I’m advancing every year as I grow and learn
Feeling close to breaking at times but still I’m going firm
Seeing guys who ain’t on a level to compete
Yet to my monthly views, they get treble in a week
And that ain’t even jealousy I’ll dead ’em on a beat
But I need to move fast, engine revving as I speak
Cause, too many days I’ve had pennies in a bunch
Tryna count up enough to fill my bell with some lunch
And if there ain’t enough, then the deli’s getting munched
Seeing rich boys, wishing I was any of the cunts
Coming home, Mum’s stressed from the lack of funds
Everywhere I look in London it’s a sack of bums
Pricks chatting about shanks and packing guns
Blaming all their self-made problems off the back of slums
Feeling like this world’s all a mess
Every corner that I turn is a ball of stress
Reminiscing on wrong turns and small regrets
Wondering if this life is really all a test
So I put the road under my fee
Pen and pad in my pocket and wander the street
Til I don’t know the way home, heart under my sleeve
And let it bleed ink onto the sheet

[Hook]

So let this
Road, take me wherever she goes
While I look to the future or memories old
When I need any stress temporarily froze
That’s when I come down Reverie Road

A place where serenity flows
Where none of life’s problems or enemies go
Where no, doors of thought can ever be closed
Welcome to Reverie Road

[Verse 2]

A life full of uncertainty
A world of chaos that we try and run perfectly
I’m just as lost as each of us universally
Stuck with the way this Earth, unmercifully
Brings adversity
Dad died when I was only a fetus
Left my Mum broke on her lonely to feed us
With a nuts kid growing, if you’d only of seen us!
Dodging different bailiffs every week hoping to meet us
Always broke as f*ck, living lower class in the strife
No family to turn to and ask for advice
It’s been pretty dark for the first half of my life
If karma exists, the next should be sparkling bright
But fame and riches ain’t what I’m thirsty for
I just wanna be stable by the time I’m 34
Not still tryna buss rhymes, living dirty poor
Struggling to survive in an estate on them murky floors
But can I make it on this path?
Every song I’ve made has been illustrated from the heart
But Rap now, just ain’t appreciated for the art
And you ain’t considered shit if you don’t make it to the charts
Regardless though I can’t adjourn rap
I’m too far down this road now to turn back
This is a part of my life and that’s a firm fact
I’ll be doing this ’til I’m nothing more than an urns ash
This ain’t like any road I can find
When I’m here I’m free from the world to open-my-mind
Speak from the heart, I’m already broken if I’m
Supposed to decline
Something this close to divine
So I put the road under my feet
Pen and pad in my pocket and wander the street
Til I don’t know the way home, heart under my sleeve
And let it bleed ink onto the sheet

[Hook]

ALL EYEZ ON ME Lyrics and Video Song – Jazzy B, Roach Killa

All the way up jithe khada tera jatt
Well you don’t know

All the way up jithe khada tera jatt
Jazzy B!
All the way up jithe khada tera jatt
Roach Killa money production
All the way up jithe khada tera jatt
Dass kehda chakku saddi haziri ch akh

Chadd chaache deyan moddeyan
Te vekheya si mela
Ohde pichhe baneyaa main Manak da chela
Honsla si young poora ditta kam chak oye
Hollywood tak poori rakhi pak dhak oye
Kinne hero labhe mainu kujh vi ni yaad
Saadida ni zindagi ch layida swaad

Rounda poore sunu kivein damru di thaap
Charche ch rehnde poore chakki di ni att
All the way up jithe khada tera jatt
All the way up jithe khada tera jatt
Dass kehda vekhu saddi haziri ch akh
All the way up jithe khada tera jatt

Jithe vi main jaawan
All eyez on me
Mehange kapde main paawan
All eyes on me
Hit songs nitt gaawan
All eyez on me
Uchi hek jadon laawan
All eyes on me

Jithe vi main jaawan
All eyez on me
Mehange kapde main paawan
All eyes on me
Hit songs nitt gaawan
All eyez on me
Uchi hek jadon laawan
Yo Yo Roach Killa, Jazzy B

Roach Killa rap

Khukhiyan ne jode ne record kinne tode
London’o patole utte nachde ne jode
Gym vich Rambo gaddiyan ch Maharaja
Pyar paake sadde naal dekh aaja aaja

Pith pichhe kade bakwaas nahio kitta
Good will bande nu harass nahio kitta
Hek ustaad di aa meri good luck
Manzilan ne win nahio raahan ch stuck

All the way up jithe khada tera jatt
All the way up jithe khada tera jatt
Dass kehda chakku saddi haziri ch akh

Jithe vi main jaawan
All eyez on me
Mehange kapde main paawan
All eyes on me
Hit songs nitt gaawan
All eyez on me
Uchi hek jadon laawan
All eyes on me

Jithe vi main jaawan
All eyez on me
Mehange kapde main paawan
All eyes on me
Hit songs nitt gaawan
All eyez on me
Uchi hek jadon laawan

Sun Manak di gali nu main gaun laggeya
Picture jeha scene jadon hek laun laggeya
Jadon pehla pehla gaana sadda aaun laggeya
Ohdon Surrey vich main paun laggeya

Kaim sadde nahio haddiyan de vich bikde
Taiyon doleyan de utte naam mera likhde
Style mera wakhra ae loki can’t imagine
Asli ae hype saddi

All the way up jithe khada tera jatt
All the way up jithe khada tera jatt
Dass kehda chakku saddi haziri ch akh

Jithe vi main jaawan
All eyez on me
Mehange kapde main paawan
All eyes on me
Hit songs nitt gaawan
All eyez on me
Uchi hek jadon laawan
All eyes on me

Jithe vi main jaawan
All eyes on me
Mehange kapde main paawan
All eyes on me
Hit songs nitt gaawan
All eyes on me
Uchi hek jadon laawan

U.K. towns flooded, residents evacuated as Storm Dennis hits region

Global News shows amazing flooded streets in UK. Many U.K. towns were left flooded on Sunday, Feb. 16, 2020. Some people had to be evacuated after Storm Dennis hit the region. Unfortunately, it’s the 2nd storm in a week to hit Britain. Many flooding alerts have happened for many regions of the UK. Flights and train services were certainly disrupted. Just last week, Storm Ciara caused some damage and disruption to transport when it hit the U.K.

More information can be found here: http://www.globalnews.com

Throughout history, here are some natural disasters have happened in the British Isles:

6100 BC – Tsunami (Struck east Scotland with 21 m wave)

535 – 536 – Extreme weather events (severe cooling)

10th century – Regular heatwaves and droughts

1091 – London Tornado (2 deaths)

1235 – Famine (England – 20,000 died in London alone)

1252 – 1253 – Dry years and excessive heat

1287 – St. Lucia’s flood

1315 – 1317 – Great Famine (Throughout Europe)

1324 – 10 years of hot summers and drought (London/south)

1348 – 1350s – Black Death in England (Killed somewhere around 50% of the population)

1360s – Black Death in England (Killed a further 20% of the population)

1485 – 1551 – Sweating sickness (Sporadic outbreaks killed many thousands)

1540 – 41 – Great heat and drought

1580 – Dover Straits earthquake (Two deaths in England)

1607 – Bristol Channel floods

1623 – 24 – Famine

1638 – The Great Thunderstorm (4 killed and 60 injured)

1651 – 1653 – Famine

1665 – Great Plague of London (Bubonic plague killed an estimated 100,000 people, 20% of London’s population)

1665 – Derby plague (Bubonic plague spread north, but was stalled by the famous quarantine of Eyam)

1665 -66 – Long drought followed by a hot summer

1690s – Famine (Known as the 7 ill years; it occurred throughout Scotland, killing 15% of the population)

1703 – Great Storm (about 15,000 deaths, ships lost, mass damage to buildings and trees)

16th – 18th centuries – Little Ice Age (period of lower-than-normal average temperatures)

1709 – Great Frost

1729 – Tornado

1740 – Irish Famine (Between 310,000 and 480,000 people starve in Ireland due to cold weather affecting harvests)

1755 – Tsunami (Following the Lisbon earthquake, Cornwall was struck by a 10 ft (3.0 m) wave)

1770 – Flooding and storms

1783 – Laki haze (Sulphurous gas from an eruption in Iceland suffocates more than 10,000 in Britain, followed by about 8,000 deaths in winter)

1816 – Year Without a Summer (Caused by the 1815 eruption of Mount Tambora, crops devastated, unknown thousands die)

1816 – 1819 – Typhus epidemic (Ireland)

1831 – 50 – Cholera pandemic (Part of the 1829-1851 cholera pandemic, beginning in London, 55,000 die in outbreaks across England and Wales)

1836 – Lewes avalanche (Lewes, the only major avalanche recorded in England)

1839 – Night of the Big Wind (A European windstorm swept across Ireland causing hundreds of deaths and severe damage to property. Gusts were over 190 km/h)

1840s – Great Irish Famine (Potato blight devastates food sources. Killed around 1 million people out of a total population of 8 million)

1840s – Highland Potato Famine (Similar to the event above but in Scotland and with very few deaths. However, 200,000 were said to have emigrated.)

1848 – Moray Firth fishing disaster (100 fishermen and 124 boats lost at sea during a storm in Scotland)

1852 – Holmfirth Flood (Bilberry Reservoir embankment collapses, causing 81 deaths and damage to property)

1859 – Royal Charter Storm (Named for the Royal Charter the storm, which lasted for 2 days, sank 133 ships killing 800.)

1864 – Great Sheffield Flood (Dale Dike Reservoir bursts, destroying 800 houses and killing 270 people.) (not strictly a natural disaster because it was certainly structural failure caused by human error)

1871 – Great Gale of 1871 (Occurred in the North Sea on Friday 10 February 1871; it killed at least 50 people.)

1879 – Tay Bridge disaster (European windstorm on 28 December 1879 caused the Tay Rail Bridge to collapse killing between 60 and 75 people.)

1881 – Eyemouth disaster (189 fishermen died during a storm in Scotland)

2009 February – Great Britain and Ireland snowfall (55 cm of snow caused several deaths and an estimated £1.3 billion in damages)

2015 – 16 – Great Britain and Ireland floods (Flooded Cumbria, Yorkshire, southern Scotland and parts of Ireland.)

2017 – Hurricane Ophelia

2018 – Great Britain and Ireland Cold Wave

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie – Thug Love Lyrics

[Intro]
It’s crazy, you’re still pretty when you cry
We got London on the track

[Verse 1]
She want that thug love, yeah
But this ain’t no f**king love song
It’s crazy you’re still pretty when you cry
Push your panty strings over to the side
Gon’ wake up and hit it, why you got your thong on? Yeah
You tellin’ me that you want thug love
But you don’t even kiss me when we making love
And that’s how I knew that you was a dog
I cannot blame you
I can’t even lie, I was the same, too
I might be the reason, yeah, I changed you
Girl, I never meant to play you
Now you don’t trust niggas (Trust niggas)
The same way I don’t trust bitches (Trust bitches)
I ain’t gon’ lie, I was a dog, nigga (Dog)
A thug nigga with a heart (A thug nigga with a heart)

[Interlude]
*Heartbeat and dogs barking*
*Gunshots*

[Verse 2]
Niggas finna send shots tryna get even
Headshot, leave you like a vegetable with needles, yeah
Rattin’, that’s gon’ make them niggas run up on your people, yeah, yeah
Can’t be eatin’ on no cheese, that’s it, nigga, nah
I just wanna be a rock star like The Beatles
I ain’t no f**king stuntman, Evel Knievel
But I can get you stuck, man, f**k is you thinking, nigga?
Shooting like a Jumpman, 23 ’em, yeah, yeah
Okay, yeah, that’s Boogie in your nightmares
Yeah, okay, I used to bust juggs with my right hand
Yeah, okay, I used to bag it up with my left hand
To this day I never read the Bible so I might sin, yeah
Okay, yeah, that’s Boogie in your nightmares
I ain’t wanna be a pain, never do it right, yeah
I just hope my daughter never meet a nigga like me
‘Cause I swear I already know that nigga’s grimy
Yeah, that’s how I feel, nigga
I f**ked a lot of niggas’ bitches and they still with ’em
And all the niggas that’s with me, they was there since lil’ niggas
And they the type to go catch a body and not tell niggas

[Bridge]
But it’s so hard to tell, though
I just hope you never tell, though, yeah, yeah
Ah, ah, just hold it down, yo, yeah, yeah
Ah, ah, stick to the damn code, yeah, yeah
I cheated on my girl so she want
All of— All of my passcodes
I was a asshole, I made up time for her
Bought her Louis Vuitton, Chanel, and Tom Ford, yeah

[Verse 3]
But you say you want thug love (Say you want thug love)
But this ain’t no f**king love song, yeah, yeah (Ain’t no f**kin’ love song)
Ah, ah, pretty when you cry, ah (Pretty when you cry)
Pullin’ on your panty strings, put ’em to the side, oh
Wake up, hit it while you still got your thong on, yeah, nah, nah (While you got your thong on)
You say you want thug love, you don’t (You want thug love)
Even kiss me when we make love, oh, yeah, yeah (Kiss me when we make love)
You say that I’m a dog, oh

[Outro]
But you don’t even kiss when we make love, oh

Douglas Dare – London’s Rose Lyrics

What’s above these walls
Empty land and empty Calls
Echos numb through these halls
The lying back can feel it all
Well it’s quiet down here x3
Down here

Entire world under the street
Soiled air you can not breathe
Lines and lines of shoe-less feet
One-hundred beds under one sheet
Well it’s hard down here x3
Down here

Mmmmmh
Mmmmmh
Mmmmmh
Mmmmmh

White mosaic haired rows
With sign posts overgrown
Destination unknown
Where’s London’s rose, where’s London’s rose?
We’re alive down here x3
Down here

Take us back up to the tall
Take us back up
Take us back up to the tall
Take us back up
Take us back up to the top
Take us back up
Take us back up to the top
Take us back up

Prodigy – Stronger Lyrics

[Chorus: Nina Simone & Prodigy]
Strong enough to take the pain (Uh-huh)
Inflicted again (And again and again and again) and again
What do they call me? (Know my name, bitch)
My name is Str-Strong (Uh-huh)
Strong (Yeah, ayo)

[Verse 1]
The moonlight shines on the New York skyline
Midtown is lit up, the city is mine
As I drive across Queensbridge, I see it clearly
From my P.O.V. (What do they), this is fact not theory
Yeah, that rapper got money
But that rapper can’t walk through this concrete jungle ’cause he doin’ it wrong
New York belongs to Don P
You could have the rest of the world, I’m good (Strong) with these streets
Skyscrapers and housin’ buildings
I know about London but I prefer Brooklyn
I know about Marseilles but I prefer Queens
And while you hire cops (What do they), I prefer my team
I got a powerful army, it’s no need for a gun
You want hardcore rap? You f**kin with the right one
This is maximum strength, there’s no need for drugs
You want reality rap, homie, you got the right one
I’m

[Chorus: Nina Simone & Prodigy]
Strong enough to take the pain
Inflicted again and again
What do they call me?
My name is Str-Strong, (You know what?) Strong

[Verse 2]
Maybe once every tangerine moon I’ll be in the mood to paint the town red with your corpuscles
And plasma, some violent art
These thoughts in the corners (What do they) of my mind are dark
But then the Times Square lights, they switch my whole attitude
Reminds me of billions, that loot
I must persist, I must pursue
The rest of my success (Strong), I am not through
They tried to put my run to an end
But as sure as the point on the state buildin’
I stand tall, wipe the dirt off my clothes when I fall down (What do they), I’m way too strong
This is my town, my subways and sidewalks
I done ran through these gutters like a tunnel rat, pah’
Waist deep, inside of the shit
In the midst of the action where people get hit, look

[Chorus: Nina Simone]
Strong enough to take the pain
Inflicted again and again
What do they call me?
My name is Str-Strong, Strong

[Prodigy]
Yeah
You ain’t never been touched means you don’t participate
Within the f**kery, you stay comfortably distant, from pain infliction
Meanwhile I’m (What do they) flirtin’ with Death
She put her lipstick on the collar of my shirt, next to my jugular
I ain’t tryin’ to keep her, I just wanna f**k her
When I pass through I’m too committed to life
She a bitch but I love her refuse to (Strong) part from her
I’m destiny’s child, I survived it all
The most high got a special plan just for me
My table is set,with cake for days
I’m a lil’ bit late but (What do they) it’s okay
My future’s so bright that I gotta wear shades
I follow in the footsteps of LL Cool J
50 and P. Diddy, my relentless drive
To thrive and prosper, made (Strong) me

[Chorus: Nina Simone]
Strong enough to take the pain
Inflicted again, and again
What do they call me?
My name, is Str-Strong, Strong
What do they
Strong

Gucci Mane – Big Boy Diamonds Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Kodak Black & Gucci Mane]
Big boy diamonds (Burr)
I’m that big boy stepper, I’m that stepper
All my steps calculated, I’m that stepper, nigga (Free Kodak, ASAP)
Remember that, I’m the one that’s stepping, nigga
I’ma step, one thing about me, yeah
I’m in London, got my beat from London (Go)

[Chorus: Kodak Black & Gucci Mane]
Big boy diamonds
Ice on me changin’ the climate
She like the way I be vibin’ (Damn)
This ain’t a grill
Ice on my teeth, yeah, it’s permanent
Bought a new gun and I dirtied it
I’m a burglar and a murderer, try me
I’m a burglar and a murderer, try me
Big boy diamonds
Ice on me changin’ the climate
She like the way I be vibin’
Big boy diamonds

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
Beat down your lady vagina, rockin’ the latest designer
Pull off like abracadabra, boo-hoo
Pull right back up in a Jag’ with voodoo
Milkin’ these bitches like Yoo-hoo
Shit on these niggas, I doo-doo
I’m passin’ gas like I farted
Boy, if you smelled it, you dealt it
Water on me like I’m meltin’, water
Fuck on your daughter, don’t call her, water
Come here, lil’ bitch, I’m your father, water
Call me daddy, I’m your papi
Comin’ over, drop the addy
I was on Xannies already, I be on mollies already
Fuck all the talkin’, I been done shot ’em already

[Chorus: Kodak Black & Gucci Mane]
Big boy diamonds
Ice on me changin’ the climate
She like the way I be vibin’
This ain’t a grill
Ice on my teeth, yeah, it’s permanent
Bought a new gun and I dirtied it
I’m a burglar and a murderer, try me
I’m a burglar and a murderer, try me
Big boy diamonds
Ice on me changin’ the climate
She like the way I be vibin’ (Go)
Big boy diamonds

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I’ma be icy in Heaven
Diamonds on me and they white like a wife at the wedding
I done shot dice with my celly
I taught a lifer a lesson
I put that knife on the peasant (Huh)
I bought the choppers already
Gucci the G.O.A.T. but you know it already (G.O.A.T.)
Scope on the rifle, I’m holdin’ it steady
Diamond AP like Elvis Presley, dancin’ (Wop)
Play like you hard, but you sweeter than jelly
Bitch, I’m the shit, it ain’t shit you can tell me (Huh)
Her stomach on flat ’til my dick in her belly
Think I’m a lick, spend a brick on a Presi’
Christmas, I want a stick for a present
Baguette Chopard, it’s factory setted (Bling)
Run up on Wop and you’ll never forget it
I broke the dam, I told ’em to flood it
I want the cash, I don’t want the credit
Went in my stash and gave me a budget
My pockets so budgy that bitches is callin’ me handsome
That then, was callin’ me ugly (Huh?)
I caught a rash from countin’ the money
I’m changin’ the climate like global warming (Bling)
She seen the charm and said I’m charming
The watch on my arm, it come with an army

[Chorus: Kodak Black]
Big boy diamonds
Ice on me changin’ the climate
She like the way I be vibin’
This ain’t a grill
Ice on my teeth, yeah, it’s permanent
Bought a new gun and I dirtied it
I’m a burglar and a murderer, try me
I’m a burglar and a murderer, try me
Big boy diamonds
Ice on me changin’ the climate
She like the way I be vibin’
Big boy diamonds

Summer Walker – Body Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
We got London on da Track

[Verse 1]
I been all in my phone, I got options
And I don’t wanna tell you to drop it
But I don’t wanna play unfair, yeah, yeah
Somethin’ that makes me look at you too often
And baby, you can give it somethin’
Baby, I can run overtime, oh

[Chorus]
Baby, I’m talkin’ crazy
I need you right in my space, but I
Need it, baby, I’m late, but I
Still can check in with you
I know that I need my fresh, but I
Wouldn’t wanna leave you, no, oh, I
Wouldn’t wanna plead
But my heart, my mind and my body is sayin’ (Sayin’, sayin’)
My mind, my mind, and my body is
My body is sayin’ (Sayin’, sayin’)
My mind, my mind, and my heart
My body is sayin’

[Verse 2]
I don’t know what it is
I can’t tell you what it is
But you got me goin’ crazy
Sex with you is so amazin’
How, how long can you go, baby?
Better last to my body, so ’cause it crazy

[Chorus]
Baby, I’m talkin’ crazy
I need you right in my space, but I
Need it, baby, I’m late, but I
Still can check in with you
I know that I need my fresh, but I
Wouldn’t wanna leave you, no, oh, I
Wouldn’t wanna plead
But my heart, my mind and my body is sayin’ (Sayin’, sayin’)
My mind, my mind, and my body is
My body is sayin’ (Sayin’, sayin’)
My mind, my mind, and my heart
My body is sayin’

[Outro]
I know, oh, I
I know, oh, I
I know we ain’t gotta talk, alright
I know you ain’t gotta talk, alright
Baby, I, I just wanna talk to you
I just wanna talk to you
Don’t this shit, don’t this shit
Know that we did, oh

Juice WRLD – Purple Moncler Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]:
Walking round in London in the Purple Moncler
Money long, blowing here, I dont care
Ain’t that bitch my girlfriend standing over there
She walked over to my chair

Then she start to dirty dance
Her hands down my pants
If it sound like my name dirty dan
Just call me dirty dan
She ’gon twerk for these bands
She ‘gon hit a handstand
Ima text ricoche, hit him in the hands man

[Chorus]:
Drip to hard my Saint Laurent
Barak Obama state of mind
N**ga yes we can
Especially when these haters say
“No i can’t”
[?] rookie of the year, a god damn champ
She ’gon f*ck all night long
Ready set go
Blow up in that bitch face
I confetti that hoe
150 for a show
Count the fetty then im gone
150 big gang [?] coming strong

She said she wanna love me
I told her to leave my heart alone
I hate it when I start to care
About these evil ass hoes
I know that they dont love me
They just want my fucking cash flow
These hoes manipulate to gather money, and thats wrong
But who am I to judge?
I used to rob and juug
And hit them shots
I can’t blame another mother fu*ker for doing the same thing
Especially when you broke, thats the worst thing
If you offer me ebay money you will not make [?]

Oh, ain’t that the truth
Im preaching, having church, oh
Finna bag these hoes, taking they shirts off
Even teach they self how to squirt, oh
I had to expose them guess how much —

[Chorus]
Drip to hard my Saint Laurent
Barak Obama state of mind
N**ga yes we can
Especially when these haters say
“No i can’t”
[?] rookie of the year, a god damn champ
She ‘gon f*ck all night long
Ready set go
Blow up in that bitch face
I confetti that hoe
150 for a show
Count the fetty then im gone
150 big gang [?] coming strong

She said she wanna love me
I told her to leave my heart alone
I hate it when I start to care
About these evil ass hoes
I know that they dont love me
They just want my fucking cash flow
These hoes manipulate to gather money, and thats wrong
But who am I to judge?
I used to rob and juug
And hit them shots
I can’t blame another mother fu*ker for doing the same thing
Especially when you broke, thats the worst thing
If you offer me ebay money you will not make [?]

Oh, ain’t that the truth
Im preaching, having church, oh
Finna bag these hoes, taking they shirts off
Even teach they self how to squirt, oh
I had to expose them guess how much —

[Verse 1]:
Walking round in London in the Purple Moncler
Money long, blowing here, I dont care
Ain’t that bitch my girlfriend standing over there
She walked over to my chair

Then she start to dirty dance
Her hands down my pants
If it sound like my name dirty dan
Just call me dirty dan
She ’gon twerk for these bands
She ’gon hit a handstand
Ima text ricoche, hit him in the hands man

[Verse 2]

Uh, aye, count that cash
Uh, Im too ahead they can’t catch up
Team too ahead, they can’t catch up
Fifty shots, to his head, he need back up
For real
I dont like toting guns
But i may have to shoot to kill
N*ggas hate that im winning
Now they dont wanna see me live
They too lazy to get it
Its a lot of shit to give up
Just stay focused on your mission
And dont ever ever give up
Codeine on ice really fucking up my liver
Finally scared to be overdosing
I know that shit give me shivers
But dont worry, tell em god got me
Just an uplifter
Deep inside sometimes I wonder if God can even hear
But imma keep praying
Imma keep hope up
Imma keep face (what else)
[?] Pistol tote tucked
Shoot em in the face
If he get in the way of the cake
{?]

Beyoncé – Countdown (Homecoming Live) Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Rah, rah, rah
Sing it, y’all

[Chorus]
Oh, killing me softly and I’m still falling
Still the one I need, I will always be with you
Oh, you got me all gone, don’t ever let me go
Say it real loud if you fly
Sing it, y’all

[Hook]
My baby is a ten
We dressing to the nine
He pick me up, we eight
Make me feel so lucky, seven
He kiss me in his six
We be making love in five (I see you)
Still the one I do this four
I’m trying to make us three
From that two
He still the one

[Verse 1]
There’s ups and downs in this love
Got a lot to learn in this love
Through the good and the bad, still got love
Dedicated to the one I love, hey
Still love the way he talk, still love the way I sing
Still love the way he rock them black diamonds in that chain
Still all up on each other, ain’t a damn thing change
My girls can’t tell me nothing, I’m gone in the brain

[Refrain]
Me and my boo in my boo’s coupe riding
All up in that black with his chick right beside him
Ladies, if you love your man, show him you the flyest
Grind up on it, girl, girl, girl (Show him how you ride it)
Me and my boo in the coupe lip locking
All up in the back ’cause the chicks keep flocking
All that gossip in 10 years, stop it
London, speed it up, Houston, rock it

NAV – Tap Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Nav, Meek Mill, & Kodak Black]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(I’m in London, got my beat from London)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
In the trap, hang in places that you can’t go
Glock .40, he got smokey, yeah, the draco
Thousand nights on that corner eating egg-rolls
Bad bitch Puerto Rican, look like J. Lo, woah
They tried to extort me, I ain’t pay though
Only thing I gave ’em was a halo
A-hole, Uber on the way, ho
Fuck her from the back, put my thumb all in her A-hole
I got bands for real, diamonds on me, they dance for real
All these sticks and drums, banging like we in a band for real
I got cake, I stay humble, know I’m the man for real
I got hitters, we don’t rumble, tell your mans to chill
Yo, who’s mans is this? (Somebody come get this nigga)
All up in my section Instagramming shit
I be with some real hitters, they ain’t with that camera shit
‘Cause they really out here in the field and they be slammin’ shit

[Chorus: NAV]
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap
Giving head taps, left tats, tats, tats
They said that they were with it but it’s cap, cap, cap
Aimin’ at your fitted, push it back, back, back
Work, work, work, work, work
One phone call get you whacked, whacked, whacked
Try to slap me, we gon’ let it slap, slap, slap
Cross a line, it’s too late, you can’t take it back, back, back (Yeah)

[Verse 2: NAV]
They got my brother locked inside a cage (In a cage)
Take them shackles off his feet, he ain’t a slave (Slave)
Growing up in the hood, you’ll learn how to behave (‘Have)
How we gon’ learn to stack if we ain’t got nothing to say? (Say)
Got a little bad bitch, got some work done on her butt (On her butt)
Gotta catch another flight as soon as I catch my nut (If I nut)
Just being honest, Meek was the first to show me love (Show me love)
And the first time that I seen a Maybach was with cuz (Cuz)
Gettin’ these bags, we model, I tell the opps it’s up (It’s up)
Got wedding bands but I still don’t got a bitch to cuff
In every city I go, they already know what’s up (What’s up)
I got resources, I could get straight to the plug

[Chorus: NAV]
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap
Giving head taps, left tats, tats, tats
They said that they were with it but it’s cap, cap, cap
Aim it at your fitted, push it back, back, back
Work, work, work, work, work
One phone call get you whacked, whacked, whacked
Try to slap me, we gon’ let it slap, slap, slap
Cross a line, it’s too late, you can’t take it back, back, back (Yeah)

Dave – Drama Lyrics

[Intro: Dave’s Elder Brother Christopher]
Like man was saying, bruv
Many nights man prayed, bruv
Somewhere someone’s gonna help me through this, man
Someone is gonna help bring me out of this shit, y’know?
Time, it took a while for man to recognise, boy, who you were gonna send
And you know what? Mans, I’m very proud
I’m very happy to see it’s one of my own init, y’know?
And boy, I know none of this is easy, y’know?
I’m just proud to be, to be witnessing what’s going on, man, y’know?

[Verse: Dave]
Look
I don’t know where to start
But I just done my first psychodrama
And I hope the world hears my craft
I’m excited man, I pray you get to hear my craft
From our childhood, our mother didn’t hear me laugh
I’m presenting you the future, I don’t fear my past
I ain’t got a tattoo anywhere near my arms
But best believe on my sleeves is where I wear my heart
Do you know how easy it is to be a sinner?
How many losses you need before you can be a winner?
Reason with a criminal that needs to eat a dinner
Is it survival of the fittest or is he a killer?
Losing dad was big, losing you was even bigger
Never had a father and I needed you to be the figure
We’re forgetting that we had a brother that was even bigger
We were figures just tryna figure out who could be a figure
My brothers never spoke to each other when I was growing up
I remember tryna to build a bridge, I wasn’t old enough
I pray I hold the game for as long as you man can hold a grudge
Years went by I know it’s fucked, I had to hold it up for mummy on my own
I know it’s tough, I got the coldest blood
I remember when you got sentenced and I was throwing up
It’s like they took a piece of my freedom when I had opened up
I just lost the only fucking person that I idolised
For my entire life I copied you down to the finest line
Bro, I got a flame in my mind I’m trying to firefight
The pill I had to swallow wasn’t bitter, it was cyanide
I learn over time, separation issues I describe
Are probably the reasons that I struggle feeling anything
I ain’t got a vision of a marriage or a wedding ring
It’s world domination in music or it ain’t anything
I’m obsessed, focused on the objective
Tell a don yes, disagree, I object
Used to treat my women like an object
Girls want a monster come and see I’m the Loch Ness
Settle for a lot less
I just hope you’re proud of me brother, it’s been a long stretch
You’re my hero and prior to this, I was living on the edge like a house on a cliff
But now I’m living in the present like my house was a gift
I’m going psycho, this scene’s mine bro
Rappers wanna diss me, it’s only online though
They put the mic and soft in the micro
Soft? Not I, bro
Swimming’s the only time I can lie though
And lemme be genuine
Anybody rich my age is American, kicking ball or inherited
It only makes sense I’m independent knowing everything it happened how I’m telling it
You niggas aren’t getting it
I’m coming from the struggle I survived and I’m still here
Used to bump trains that’s two ways, I don’t feel fear
I don’t know trust, I know a tight bond will tear
Like a good wig, I can’t tell you if it’s real here
I’m from south London, brother, people getting killed here
You can make a mill’ but you can lose it if you’re still here
I lost over 30 grand to family, I’m still here
The word don’t appeal to me, you steal from me I’m still here
Bro, I wasn’t made for this
I don’t get a break, but I’m aware of what breaking is
I wish you could take a hint as well as you can take the piss
I don’t even speak to our brother, man, I just pray for him
It’s never too late for him
Life is at it’s craziness, walls started caving in
All the things I’ve seen would turn a theist, atheist
I didn’t get 99 marks in English, I was faking it
I got 98 ‘cause I don’t know what a vacation is
If you saw God what would you say to him?
If given the chance would you have taken it?
If you could rewind time what would you change in it?
Do you believe in what an angel is?
Furthermore, do you believe in what the devil is?
Do you believe that I can illustrate what Streatham is, then break the fourth​ wall and base Lesley on my relatives?
I’m grateful for my life because I aimed for this
Every bad moment every single fucking day of this
People looking at me, that’s what fame can bring
But to understand the stairs, you take steps then retrace the shit
I tell my circle, the future’s ours, we’re shaping it
The past is just the reason I had came to this
I thank God for the pain because it made me this

[Outro: Dave’s Elder Brother Christopher]
I don’t know if you remember those days, bruv
In them days, there was one night in particular, bruv
Came home and for some reason man put on a beat
We were just in the front room, freestyling, bar for bar
I don’t even know how old you was these times, bruv
Probably about, hmm, ten? Ten, nine?
Yeah, man, if I think about it now, think about the transition
Them days there, you had no bars
But to see the stuff you’re doing today, proper man, you what I mean?
Thinking man’s definitely blessed to see how the whole thing’s come together
From time, I think it was ‘JKYL+HYD’ man, you played man that one there
Man was thinking, “Yo, this one here is a banger”, bruv
I remember when I heard that one live on the airwaves for the first time bruv, we was pumping it
Man come to my door was like, “Rah man, that’s a bit loud you know?”
I’m like, “Fam, that’s my brudda”
He was like, “Yeah?”
And you know, on your birthday, man sent you a little card
And it begins
‘Jesse made seven of his sons pass before Samuel, but Samuel said to him, “The Lord has not chosen these.”
So he asked Jesse, “Are these all the sons you have?”
“There is still the youngest,” Jesse answered, “but he’s tending the sheep.”
Samuel said, “Send for him, we will not sit down to eat until he arrives.”
So he sent and had him brought in. He was ruddy, with a fine appearance and handsome features
And then the Lord said, “Rise and anoint him, he’s the one.”‘
Bro, you know what that means?
Say no more man

Young Thug – 420 Lyrics

Woah woah woah, yeah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
Woah woah woah
We got London on da Track

[Verse 1:]
Imma charge her like a dodger
Bae im way smarter than marter
Brand new Cadillac with the spoiler
Ain’t playing games like im at the quarters
They say, they say im mean like my father
Imma fuck a nigga bitch and catch your daughter
A lot of rings on my finger like a lodder
Alot of bling living like the ?
I know the answer like a very important color
I leave the pussy nigga death no charger
And im smoking kushy kushy like jorder flooded than we take a order
Got a whole lotta rich nigga man no voice, no voice yeah
Serve a lot of muhfuckers to the front and back door trust
Go to waist nigga kushy smell in the market
Momma had a hundred bands when i mail her
Ever since the first day she never been taller
They just tryna book us all ever since the day im cooking dawgs
She just wanna nut inside her trouser
She just wanna sucky sucky my girls and my boys
She just wanna sucky sucky till i say oh lord
She gon suck it call my money longer than a cord
Momma pussy soaking wet i feel like im abort

[Interlude:]
Lil bitch tryna record
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up

[Verse 2:]
Take two
I come with a few just in case you looking like you do
Imma pull up to the set with my nigga jayroo
Pussy nigga now im big and in it with my piru
Lame bitches know im not gone fuck her they the sue
Imma catch a ? with them wiping like a troup
Hop inside a foreign car tearing up the roof
Imma slide ride pass em cause they do not sell like you
420 getting geeked out my mind, hey
420 imma pop em my spine, hey
420, 420, 420 nigga, 420, 420
20
Alka setzer plus when i was standing on the block i serve the J
Nigga coming back to my whoadie and my nigga but i come and then i lay
Going to the school nigga blood nigga know im bitches late
So geeked out my mind for a wet T-C
Got a pocket full
Nose in my ring like a fucking bull

Whitney Houston – Love Is A Contact Sport Lyrics

[Intro]
Contact Contact
Huh huh huh huh hoo huh yeah

[Verse 1]
You’ve been avoiding me
Like a cat trying to dodge a dog
I never see ya shine
You’re as cold as the London fog
You claim you want my love
Well I wouldn’t know by the way you behave
If you want to feel the thrill of my touch
You better come out of your cave

[Pre-Chorus 1]
It’s so perplexing
Why you fight it won’t you try it
Love’s electric
Turn me on and see

[Chorus]
Love is a contact sport
You gotta move in time
If you want to do it right
Here I am
Love is a contact sport
You gotta act untamed
If you want to play the game
So grab my hand, SLAM!

[Verse 2]
I hate to sound aggressive
But I’m tired of waiting for your move
Cut the formalities
Cause you’ve got a few things to prove
If you really want my love
I need to feel it down deep from within
Don’t make me wait too long
I’m ready now come and stroke my skin

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Well all this talking
Worthless chatter just don’t matter
Time for stalkin’
Come get next to me

[Chorus]
Love is a contact sport
You gotta move in time
If you want to do it right
Here I am
Love is a contact sport
You gotta act untamed
If you want to play the game
So grab my hand, SLAM!

[Interlude]
Hey boy
Why dontcha come on over
So we can make that contact
Contact you dare

[Bridge]
It’s so perplexing
Why you fight it won’t you try it
Love’s electric
Turn me on you’ll see
Contact!

[Chorus]
Love is a contact sport
You gotta move in time
If you want to do it right
Here I am
Love is a contact sport
You gotta act untamed
If you want to play the game
So grab my hand, SLAM!

Comethazine – GUSHER GUTS Lyrics

[Intro]
Bitch, yeah, ayy, bitch
Is that Shoki on the beat?
I just left London, I just left London
Ayy, yeah (Bitch), ayy, ooh (Yeah)

[Chorus]
I just left London, I’m money thumbin’
Drive the streets with these bands like it’s nothin’
.38 to the gut made ’em vomit
Sorry lil’ nigga, you had this shit comin’
Catch up with him, that’s the end of discussion
He got strawberry guts and burst like a Gusher
Niggas want beef, I got ketchup and mustard
Pull up on him, shoot a shot at his sweatshirt
I just left London, I’m money thumbin’
Drive the streets with these bands like it’s nothin’
.38 to the gut made ’em vomit
Sorry lil’ nigga, you had this shit comin’
Catch up with him, that’s the end of discussion
He got strawberry guts and burst like a Gusher
Niggas want beef, I got ketchup and mustard
Pull up on him, shoot a shot at his sweatshirt

[Verse]
The whole damn gang, dumb, dumb, and dumbass
Pull up on them and I’m letting the gun blast
I got like forty-five left in this Glock
This is my mop and it hold fifty shots
I took that Lambo’ right off of the lot
And did the dash, I had to run from the cops
Double the cup that I’m pourin’ the drop
And drink it fast, bitch, I be sippin’ a lot
Put fifty-thousand dollars on a watch
And spent the bag just to look down at this clock
Watch me turn up on these niggas
Got ’em mad, now they wishin’ a nigga would stop
When I run down on a nigga
I do him bad, yeah I knock his ass right out his socks
Don’t try to clown me, lil’ nigga
You wasting your time and I wish that you niggas would stop

[Chorus]
I just left London, I’m money thumbin’
Drive the streets with these bands like it’s nothin’
.38 to the gut made ’em vomit
Sorry lil’ nigga, you had this shit comin’
Catch up with him, that’s the end of discussion
He got strawberry guts and burst like a Gusher
Niggas want beef, I got ketchup and mustard
Pull up on him, shoot a shot at his sweatshirt
I just left London, I’m money thumbin’
Drive the streets with these bands like it’s nothin’
.38 to the gut made ’em vomit
Sorry lil’ nigga, you had this shit comin’
Catch up with him, that’s the end of discussion
He got strawberry guts and burst like a Gusher
Niggas want beef, I got ketchup and mustard
Pull up on him, shoot a shot at his sweatshirt

Waka Flocka Flame – Frosted Leaf Lyrics

[Intro]
Whoo Kid
DatPiff.com world premiere

[Chorus: Watch The Duck]
I’ma throw some good vibes out there
So won’t nobody be trippin’
Like if Freaknik was mixed with Woodstock and wasn’t no cops
‘Cause wasn’t nobody trippin’
Oh, don’t you wanna go there?
Don’t you wanna go there?
So won’t nobody be trippin’

[Verse: Tony Yayo]
Hawaiian snow under the microscope
Greenhouse, Red Light, about to eat smoke
No laws, I feel so free there
Zero violence, weed all in the air
I’m ’bout to hit Bob Marley’s shop
Roll a big spliff with some Guinness style
No cameras in the Red Light
And them girls get tested by the government, and every night
Eat a weed brownie and catch a sex show
Guy in a gorilla suit fuck a nympho
Roll up, I feel so free here
Bongs made of ice, smoke the best weed here
But it’s time to leave here
Next stop London, bruv got a nigga in
And I left 50 bags in the ‘telly
To call my office up, just to fuckin’ tell me

[Interlude: Tony Yayo]
You know, they thought I was booked for two more days in Amsterdam in the Grand Hotel
I left 50 bags of weed there, you know, but…
They called me up to tell me I left my weed
I was in London, I can’t bring that shit on the plane, you know?
Whoo Kid

[Chorus: Watch The Duck]
Wanna go somewhere
Where all my niggas is just livin’
Like if Freaknik was mixed with Woodstock and wasn’t no cops
‘Cause wasn’t nobody trippin’
Oh, don’t you wanna go there?
(Fuckin’ up the vibe in here, never fuckin’ up the vibe in here)
Don’t you wanna go there?
(Fuckin’ up the vibe in here, never fuckin’ up the vibe in here)
Don’t you wanna go there?
(Fuckin’ up the vibe in here, never fuckin’ up the vibe in here)
Don’t you wanna go there?
(Fuckin’ up the vibe in here, never fuckin’ up the vibe in here)
So won’t nobody be trippin’

[Outro: Watch The Duck & Waka Flocka Flame]
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Brick Squad!
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Whoo Kid
Never fuckin’ up the vibe in here
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Never fuckin’ up the vibe in here
Fatality

Lil Uzi Vert – OuttaSpace Lyrics

[Verse: Lil Uzi Vert]
I was on a Molly
Bitches out in Boston (woah)
Fuck this bitch in Follies
Her pussy was awesome
Rockstar like Jeff Hardy
Do tricks like Matt Hoffman
She just wanna party
She do that shit often
She gon’ suck my dick until she start gagging and coughing
Am I scared? No hardly
I deserve a heart lift
My new crib is so big
This shit got an office
I was off a 30
This shit made me nauseous
My new car on derby’s
Automatic parkin’
Ballin’ in my jersey
In the streets I’m chartin’

[Hook: Lil Uzi Vert]
12 check me then they took my gun
Me no trippin’ ’cause I got a whole ‘nother gun
If she leave me yeah I got a whole ‘nother one
I put that on my son but I ain’t even got a son

Red, green, beam green, bitch I never miss
She suck the life up out my dick like its a peppermint
I get the cheese like I work for the government
I’m an alien lookin’ for your mothership

[Verse: Lil Uzi Vert:]
Fuck 20 up London
I’m a [?][?][?]
Me and Murda, we up to somethin’
I was on that Hemi and almost caught me a finnesse
Used to hustle hard now you’re claimin’ you’re my cousin
I fuck your bitch now she thinkin’ I’m her husband
I’m in some Balmain these jeans they cost a thousand
And I iced out this Rollie cost me nothin’
And I iced out this Rollie cost me nothin’
I iced out this Rollie cost me nothin’
I iced out this Rollie cost me nothin’
I iced out this Rollie cost me nothin’

Lil Pump – Multi Millionaire lyrics

[Intro: Lil Pump]
Oh
Lil pump, yeah
What’s up?
How’d it go last week?
Eh, eh, uhm
How’s your man now?
Yeah, Huh (Huh)
Danny I See You

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Oh, oh
Multi-millionaire, aire
Multi-millionaire (oh)
If you rich put your bust down in the air (bust down)
Multi-millionaire (yeah)
Multi-millionaire (oh)
I just got thirty pile shit through the mil’ (thirty)
Multi-millionaire-aire
Multi-millionaire (oh)
Multi-millionaire (yeah)
Multi-millionaire (damn)
If you rich put your bust down in the air (bust down)
I just got thirty pile shit through the mil’ (thirty, oh)

[Verse 1: Lil Pump]
Took thirty bands out to bust down pipe
Got your baby mama off a Tesla and she sniffin’ white
Fuck that bitch two times, I ain’t know that that’s your wife (oh)
And I got hungry for some wings so I took a flight (eh)
If I die, bury me with two bust downs on my wrist
Drive for mollys on my casket add three pints of Actavis
My house made is super thick, my house made is super thick
She finna go clean my house then she finna suck my-
Owh

[Chorus: Lil Pump & Lil Uzi Vert]
Oh, oh
Multi-millionaire, aire
Multi-millionaire (oh)
If you rich put your bust down in the air (bust down)
Multi-millionaire (yeah)
Multi-millionaire (oh)
I just got thirty pile shit through the mil’ (thirty)
Multi-millionaire-aire
Multi-millionaire (oh)
Multi-millionaire (yeah)
Multi-millionaire (let’s go)
If you rich put your bust down in the air (let’s go)
I just got thirty pile shit through the mil’ (oh)

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
Oh, multi-millionaire
Oh, multi-millionaire
Oh, and my headlights on a deer
I can make a bitch stop stare, oh (stop stare)
Had to go cop two pair, oh
Gucci coat over my glare, oh
Know who I fear, oh
I can fuck ya bitch in a chair (let’s go)
These moves is nothin’ (lets go)
I’m gettin’ the money
I fucked your lil’ bitch took her right out of London
I’m gettin’ this sounds as I keep it a hunnid
You look at my chain and that bitch is so sunny
It’s muhfuckin’ cold, it leave ya nose runnin’
I got a bitch live out and don’t look at money
I’m move with the I drum and I’m bought like I’m drummin’
Got Uzi’s and MAC’s in my Bentley truck
Let’s go

[Chorus: Lil Pump]
Multi-millionaire, aire
Multi-millionaire (oh)
If you rich put your bust down in the air (bust down)
Multi-millionaire (yeah)
Multi-millionaire (oh)
I just got thirty pile shit through the mil’ (thirty)
Multi-millionaire-aire
Multi-millionaire (oh)
Multi-millionaire (yeah)
Multi-millionaire (damn)
If you rich put your bust down in the air (bust down)
I just got thirty pile shit through the mil’ (thirty)

Multi-millionaire
Multi-millionaire
Multi-millionaire
Multi-millionaire
If you rich, put your bust down in the air
I just got thirty pile shit through the mil’

Young Thug – Climax Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
You said no interest (tsh-tsh-ah)
Said you found a better climax (tsh-tsh-ah)
You said he’s swagged out (tsh-tsh-ah), you leave (tsh-tsh-tsh)
It’s like a shot to the back (tsh-tsh-ah)
Through the nose of a barrel
You don’t want to go
(tsh-tsh-tsh, tsh-tsh)
But leave, like it’s nothing (tsh-tsh-ah)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You said no interest, said you found a better climax
You said he’s swagged out, you leave
It’s like a shot to the back
Through the nose of a barrel
You don’t want to go
But leave, like it’s nothing (we got London On Da Track)

[Verse 1: 6LACK]
I just be watching my words (words)
You say whatever the fuck (fuck)
I think I take what I get (get)
And say whatever they love (love)
This might hurt for days
Now I can’t find my way (ay)
Sike, know I’m just playin’
Onto the next like I’m okay
Aye, this a pimpin’ can’t you tell? (tell)
She like, “No I can’t what the hell?”(hell)
Well then pull up baby, in a spell
Came out new hair, new nails
She take my heart then drive back
One, two, three, four, five, damn (yeah)
Deletin’ pictures on the gram
You forgot who I am
From the frontseats to the nosebleeds
That’s for actin’ like you don’t know me
Damn, my new bitch, she a trophy
And she love me for the old me
Yeah, the cold me, yeah, the old me (old me, yeah)
She the homie, cop her a rollie (rollie, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You said no interest (tsh-tsh-ah)
Said you found a better climax (tsh-tsh-ah)
You said he’s swagged out (tsh-tsh-ah), you leave (tsh-tsh-tsh)
It’s like a shot to the back (tsh-tsh-ah)
Through the nose of a barrel
You don’t want to go
(tsh-tsh-tsh, tsh-tsh)
But leave, like it’s nothing (tsh-tsh-ah)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Hu-uh, hu-uh, she r-i-i-ide
She wanna ride, ooh-oh-oh
My shawty better than that
Can’t complain about nothin’ (can’t complain about nothin’!)
How the fuck am I ever gon’ go turn myself in?
Got it stacked up on the Seroquel
Bitch it’s pimpin’ can’t you tell? (yeah)
This is pimpin’, can’t you tell? (yeah)
This shit look fishy, I don’t wanna see
Emergency, I’m tryna go to sleep
Money cut down a load of trees
Sauvage Dior, this ain’t no Creed
My dog got a deal, he back on the street
This bitch is so real, she as bad as can be
I had bitches around they was backstabbing me
I went straight to the racks like a hemi in me
Good energy, I invest in my queen
I can ride on this hoe like a new 12 speed
My bitch, bad, tragedy
Bitch, bad, tragedy

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You said no interest (tsh-tsh-ah)
Said you found a better climax (tsh-tsh-ah)
You said he’s swagged out (tsh-tsh-ah), you leave (tsh-tsh-tsh)
It’s like a shot to the back (tsh-tsh-ah)
Through the nose of a barrel
You don’t want to go
(tsh-tsh-tsh, tsh-tsh)
But leave, like it’s nothing (tsh-tsh-ah)
You said no interest (tsh-tsh-ah)
Said you found a better climax (tsh-tsh-ah)
You said he’s swagged out (tsh-tsh-ah), you leave (tsh-tsh-tsh)
It’s like a shot to the back (tsh-tsh-ah)
Through the nose of a barrel
You don’t want to go
(tsh-tsh-tsh, tsh-tsh)
But leave, like it’s nothing

[Outro: Kodak Black]
I’m in London got my beat from London

Young Thug – On the Rvn Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug & Skooly]
Yeah, I’m on the run
Here I come, I’m with your mom
We got London On Da Track

[Chorus]
If the opp come, I get to squeezin’ on the mop
I’m on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops
I don’t need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer in rocks
I got the drum, bitch, ’bout to connect some of these dots, ayy
I just might hop inside a cab today (skrt)
Lamborghini Urus, paper tag today (aye)
When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent (bent)
Burberry guts what the captain say (Slatt)
Chanel, she can get a little today (Chanel)
Fuck around and drop a few bags today
I just might do the whole dash today (woo!)
My new Balenciaga rags today (oh, damn, woo!)

[Post-Chorus]
Niggas might kill for biscuits
Trappin’ out the intercontinental (hey!)
Bitch can’t wait ’til my check clear
Bitch gon’ act like she triller (act like she triller)
Baby tryna trip me outta check (woah)
Nigga tryna pour my red
All a nigga know is take meds
Nigga, stop drinkin’ my red (woo!)

[Verse 1]
Slime all these niggas, I’m tired of trie
I just sit back and smoke out a pound of weed (smoke out)
I got rollies galore, ain’t no clowning me
I got woadies with me speaking Chinese (got woadies right now, now)
I get fed up and throw a catastrophe (fed up)
In the drop, me, my dog had ’em ten key (woo!)
Secret service, so everything is touchscreen
I had walked in the loft, didn’t insert a key (blast-off)
Hold up, pattycake, baguettes, the karats, no carrot cake (baguettes! Yeah, bitch)
For God’s sake, stack up your racks, put it all away (ooh, let’s go)
Polish your ass, polish your stomach
And polish your face (polish your face)
Stack up the cash, go buy Richard Mille, that’s all I can say (woo!)
Whole lotta gang shit, whole lotta this and that
Whole lotta ain’t this (whole lotta, whole lotta)
Whole lotta cash over here, no whole lotta playing (oh, oh)
I spent your stash box on a little Mercedes
I popped at the last opp, and I end up escapin’

[Chorus]
If the opp come, I get to squeezin’ on the mop
I’m on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops
I don’t need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer in rocks
I got the drum, bitch, ’bout to connect some of these dots, ayy
I just might hop inside a cab today (I just might hop inside a cab)
Lamborghini Urus paper tag today (Urus paper tag)
When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent (when I bend the corner, the rims)
Burberry guts what the captain say (woah-woah-woah-oh)
Chanel, she can get a little today (Chanel)
Fuck around and drop a few bags today (fuck ’round)
I just might do the whole dash today (hold up)
My new Balenciaga rags today (swoop)

[Post-Chorus]
Niggas might kill for biscuits
Trappin’ out the intercontinental
Bitch can’t wait ’til my check clear
Bitch gon’ act like she triller
Baby tryna trip me outta check (woah)
Nigga tryna pour my red (woah)
All a nigga know is take meds (woah)
Nigga, stop drinkin’ my red

[Verse 2]
I want the baddest señora, I’m ’bout to turn this bitch up (hoo!)
I just want to tell you she told you, yeah
She say she want it in her butt
I told that bitch bend it over (she want it in her butt!)
I’m a kingpin, yeah
Yeah, bitch, I got weight like a boulder (woah-woah-woah)
On the west coast with no spokes (nah)
You said that you riding (you said)
You said you in (yeah)
You sure stayed down (woah), now you in a Benz (woah)
This livelihood (lively), we living in (woah)
It’s all good in this life of sin (yeah)
I have a boatload of diamonds (diamonds)
When I get tired of this rhyming (woah-woah-woah)
I’m trying to kidnap your hotness (what?)
He bout to catch him a body (rrr!)
I stand the stick up on one feet (stand up!)
Bitch bout as tall as your body (woo!)
Don’t let it slide when you try me (woo!)
Ain’t no big gunnin’ around me (man)
Hop off the jet we was nine deep
It was a 16 passenger seat (16)
I like the way you been rhyming
One of one, no Siamese (one of one)
I got my card on file, Doctor Miami gon’ fix all my Chinese (one of one)
Fuck ’til our lights out on a jet, when we wake up, I think he was flying me there
The top of it’s brown (the top of it’s brown)
Yeah, the middle of it’s red (middle of it’s red)
Yeah, she nut by the round
They call it squirtin’ intead (let’s go)
Yeah, I like her for real (like her for real)
We skippin’ town from the feds (let’s go)
This codeine on chill (Act!)
She wet like a shower head (woo-hoo!)
Yeah, I came with the drill (I came with the drill)
I came with the powers and nails (powers and nails, woa-yeah)
I came with the deals (woah)
I came in with hoes like a sled (woa-yeah)
Yeah, a rich nigga tilt (woah)
I keep a Rolls Royce in this shit (keep Rolls Royce in this)
Yeah, I’m fuckin’ your nat (fuckin’ your nat)
‘Fore we done got to the bed (‘fore we done got to the bed)

[Chorus]
If the opp come, I get to squeezin’ on the mop
I’m on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops
I don’t need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer in rocks
I got the drum, bitch, ’bout to connect some of these dots, ayy
I just might hop inside a cab today
Lamborghini Urus paper tag today
When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent
Burberry guts what the captain say
Chanel, she can get a little today
Fuck around and drop a few bags today
I just might do the whole dash today
My new Balenciaga rags today

[Outro: Kodak Black]
I’m in London, got my beat from London