Joyner Lucas – The War Lyrics

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[Pre-Chorus: Joyner Lucas]
I spent a check on a whip, on a bitch, on a grip, on a flip
Lost a darlin’, got it right back, yeah
I fell in love with a chick that I thought was my bitch
‘Til I found out it wasn’t really like that, yeah

[Chorus: Joyner Lucas]
So I won’t be around anymore (Anymore)
I can hear the sounds of the war (I can hear the sounds, yeah)
And this ain’t goin’ down like before (Oh, no)
I can hear the sounds of the war (Oh)

[Verse 1: Joyner Lucas]
I used to make love to a down-ass trick, you could bend her backwards (Woo)
I don’t need much but a badass bitch and a Netflix password (Hey)
I know that I’m comin’ home late, but fuck it, what we gon’ do after?
I’m tryna get head today, go to work like you got rent to pay
She a daddy’s girl, like Reginae (Ah)
I paid my dues, I ain’t gon’ lose (Word)
Hit ’em with the hand, the Deebo
All of you birds is Dan DeVito
I’ma die a legend like Dan Marino
I just blew a check at the damn casino
Stroll through life like I ain’t got rules
You think I ain’t shit if I ain’t got you
But how you gon’ walk if you ain’t got shoes? Ayy
Shawty shootin’ bullets from the Pontiac (Buh)
She a ventilatin’ hypochondriac (Hey)
She just wanna know where the Molly at (Woo)
I just wanna know where the party at (Woah)
I’ma leave your ass where I got you at (Gang)
Damn, you done let the dog off the leash
Can’t talk to me, now I’m harder to reach
You don’t belong to me, you belong to the streets (Yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Joyner Lucas]
I spent a check on a whip, on a bitch, on a grip, on a flip
Lost a darlin’, got it right back, yeah
I fell in love with a chick that I thought was my bitch
‘Til I found out it wasn’t really like that, yeah

[Chorus: Joyner Lucas]
So I won’t be around anymore (Anymore)
I can hear the sounds of the war (I can hear the sounds, yeah)
And this ain’t goin’ down like before (Oh, no)
And I can hear the sounds of the war (Oh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I got a Rolls, a pink Chanel, like RIP Prodigy (Prodigy)
Even when I’m just in at the spot, my wrist is a forty (Forty)
I’m in New York with five hundred sticks and we sell ’em two thousand apiece (Apiece)
A hundo for privates, yeah, land in Hawaii, my bitches in Honolulu (Yeah)
I hopped off a jet and I land in Dubai
Look like she got red contact in her eyes (Hop off a jet)
I’m ’bout to ride, you know you can slide
‘Bout to ride, but I don’t do lie
Want your body like Nicki Minaj (Yeah)
Hypnotize the jeweler with these diamonds (Yeah)
Takin’ mine, yeah, that’s an honor (Yeah, yeah)
I fuck with you, but this one done, yeah

[Bridge: Joyner Lucas]
And all my life, I just wanted to be me, babe (Oh, yeah)
And all my life I just wanted to be free (Oh)
Said all them nights spent together, we would stay up ’til forever
You act like you don’t remember, but I do (Oh-oh)
And that’s alright ’cause I know what it’s gon’ be, babe (Oh)
Said, “That’s alright, I found someone else for me” (Oh, oh-oh, oh)
So when you see us out together, please act like I never met you (Oh)
I just thought that I should let you know that

[Chorus: Joyner Lucas]
I won’t be around anymore (Anymore)
I can hear the sounds of the war (I can hear the sounds, yeah)
And this ain’t goin’ down like before (Oh)
I can hear the sounds of the war (Oh)
So I won’t be around anymore (Anymore)
I can hear the sounds of the war (I can hear the sounds, yeah)
And this ain’t goin’ down like before (Oh, no)
And I can hear the sounds of the war (Oh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Outro]
Mally Mall

Joyner Lucas – Lotto Lyrics

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[Intro]
Mally Mall

[Verse 1]
It’s my birthday, I’m ’bout to get lit-lit (Lit-lit)
Might blow a bag on the drip-drip (Drip)
Make it all back on a quick flip, ayy (Ayy)
I just need cake and a thick bitch, ayy (Ayy)
I ain’t have much, just a wishlist (A wishlist)
Now the broke nigga doin’ big shit (Big shit)
I got the gun lock, loaded, I’m ignite
So keep one eye open like Slick Rick (Brra, brra-brra)
I got the drip game, nigga, I’m the big mane (Big mane)
Switch lanes on ’em, hit the mid range (Mid range)
Keep the big strap on me like a hitman (Brra)
It go “click-clack, willow-wallow, bing bang” (Brr-brra)
I ain’t never been shit, ain’t shit changed (Shit changed)
But niggas get lame when you get fame (Brra)
Can’t sleep at night ’til I get brains
Got a mean ass pipe and a dick game

[Bridge]
I got a bitch on my sofa (Sofa)
I got a chip on my shoulder (Shoulder)
You gotta live with your karma
And if you get hurt then you got what you supposed to (Boom)
I got hitters all over (Over), told em’ this is all over (All over)
I take the kids on drugs and line ’em all up and get ’em all sober (Woo)

[Verse 2]
I got a little check that I cashed out, ayy (Ayy)
Credit card maxed out, ayy (Ayy)
I get lit then I act out, ayy (Ayy)
I ain’t wanna do it but I blacked out, ayy (Woo)
They say I need to be safe (Safe)
I think I need to be straight
Fix your vibes, you need to be laced
You just need God or you need to meet Mase
I left my bitch, maybe we just need space (Space)
I got gunners like Chris, like Niecey (Like me)
I got brothers like Tip, like Breezy (Like Breezy)
I got stunners like Wayne, like BG (Okay)
I got a hood bitch all about the bread
And she only give me head ’cause the bed too squeaky (Too squeak)
I’m too smart for a ho tryna G’ me
A bitch be dumb if she ever try to leave me, word

[Chorus]
I say, uno, dos, tres, quatro
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow
I’m the realest nigga, I know (Brrra, brra-brra, ooh)
I just hit the fuckin’ lotto, oh (Ooh, ooh)
I just hit the fuckin’ lotto (Bah)
I say, uno, dos, tres, quatro
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow (Bah-bah)
I’m the realest nigga, I know (Brrra, brra-brra, ayy)
I just hit the fuckin’ lotto, oh (Ooh)
I just hit the fuckin’ lotto

[Verse 3]
Why do I feel like Manson? (Oh-oh)
Smoke y’all niggas, I feel like I just got cancer, ayy (Ayy)
Murderin’ streets, my anthem
All of y’all clowns is banter, ooh (Banter)
Still can’t pull your pants up
Kidnap kids like Amber (Ayy)
Hold a lil’ nigga for a ransom (Ooh)
I moved from the trap to the mansion (Mansion)
Went from the Uber to a Phantom (Word)
You niggas gassed up, don’t amp em’
I’ve never been pretty, but my mom think I’m handsome (Yeah)
I hate niggas that flex on camera (Camera)
Lil’ kids always tryna throw tantrums (Yeah)
All you motherfuckas dry like dandruff
You can get washed and I’ll throw you in a hamper

[Bridge]
I got a bitch on my sofa (Sofa)
I got a chip on my shoulder (Shoulder)
You gotta live with your karma
And if you get hurt then you got what you supposed to (Yeah)
I got hitters all over (All over), told em’ this is all over (All over)
I take the kids on lean and get ’em all clean and give ’em all soda (Bah)

[Verse 4]
Watch how I do it, I demonstrate, ooh (Ooh)
I ain’t gotta move, I renovate
I don’t really pray, I meditate, yeah (Woah)
I ain’t gotta jump, I levitate
Always on time, I’m never late (Ayy)
I was outside like every day
Tryna turn water into lemonade
Now I’m boo’d up like Ella Mai, I just wanna get away, woah (Oh)
You don’t want war with a rich nigga (Rich nigga)
You should hit the gym, get a bit bigger (Oh)
I ain’t got patience for bitch niggas (Oh)
Wrap you in the basement with Big Tigger (Big Tigger)
Your bitch is a thot, you had kids with her (Kids with her)
Your watch little lit, but my wrist litter (Ayy)
He thought he had a plan ’till the feds hit him (Ooh)
(He thought he had a plan ’till the feds hit him)

[Chorus]
I say, uno, dos, tres, quatro
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow
I’m the realest nigga, I know (Brrra, brra-brra, ooh)
I just hit the fuckin’ lotto, oh (Ooh, ooh)
I just hit the fuckin’ lotto (Bah)
I say, uno, dos, tres, quatro
Moreno, gringo, hembra, vato
Gangsters, hustlers, killers follow (Bah-bah)
I’m the realest nigga, I know (Brrra, brra-brra, ayy)
I just hit the fuckin’ lotto, oh (Ooh)
I just hit the fuckin’ lotto

Blueface – Close Up Lyrics

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[Intro: Jeremih]
Oh woah, oh
Oh woah, oh
Mally Mall
All summer, doing numbers

[Chorus: Jeremih]
Yeah, get it closer (Woo)
Bro toast up, we sauce up
Smoke more blunts and she show somethin’ (Yeah)
Party hard, I ain’t never gave no fucks (No fucks)
In the section with my bro, gettin’ litty (Woo)
She want both of us, double dose us (Go)
Side hoes I ain’t never gave no fucks (Never)
Drop top in the winter, nigga who goes up

[Post-Chorus: Jeremih]
Party, let’s roll
Party, let’s roll
Party, let’s roll
Party, let’s roll

[Verse 1: Blueface]
Yeah aight
Is we rockin’, is we rollin’? (Rock and rollin’)
Tryna take a trip to an island (To the islands)
She gon’ arrive in departures soon as I land
Huh, here, put this Glock in that Birkin (In that Birkin)
She think I’m cheatin’ every time a nigga workin’ (I’m really workin’)
Bitches payin’ out they purse to see me in person (In person)
I’m gettin’ paid but I ain’t really workin’ (It’s workin’)
Need that back-end soon as I back in (Back in)
I like a bad bitch that come with bad friends (Bad friends)
Baby give good head like Excedrin (Excedrin)
Put your glass in the air if you with your best friend (Go best friend)

[Chorus: Jeremih]
Yeah, get it closer (Woo)
Bro toast up, we sauce up
Smoke more blunts and she show somethin’ (Yeah)
Party hard, I ain’t never gave no fucks (No fucks)
In the section with my bro, gettin’ litty (Woo)
She want both of us, double dose us (Go)
Side hoes I ain’t never gave no fucks (Never)
Drop top in the winter, nigga who goes up

[Post-Chorus: Jeremih]
Party, let’s roll
Party, let’s roll
Party, let’s roll
Party, let’s roll

[Verse 2: Jeremih]
She’s something else, got me goin’
Actress how she put on a show (Actress how she put on a show)
Shawty got that ass from her mama (Shawty got that ass from her mama)
Rick James, stand on the sofa (Rick James, stand on the sofa)
Make it wobble, 5-0-4 (Make it wobble, 5-0-4)
I got her wet so I backstroke (I got her wet so I backstroke)
Paper cuts and still I’m thumbin’ (Paper cuts and still I’m thumbin’)
I hope you got a camera for stuntin’ (I hope you got a camera for stuntin’)

[Chorus: Jeremih]
Yeah, get it closer (Woo)
Bro toast up, we sauce up
Smoke more blunts and she show somethin’ (Yeah)
Party hard, I ain’t never gave no fucks (No fucks)
In the section with my bro, gettin’ litty (Woo)
She want both of us, double dose us (Go)
Side hoes I ain’t never gave no fucks (Never)
Drop top in the winter, nigga who goes up

[Post-Chorus: Jeremih]
Party, let’s roll
Party, let’s roll
Party, let’s roll
Party, let’s roll

XXXTENTACION – Arms Around You lyrics

[Intro: Swae Lee, Lil Pump & Maluma, Mally Mall]
Oh-oh (ooh, ooh)
(Lil Pump; Maluma, baby)
Oh, woo-oh-oh, oh, ya-ah-aah
Mally, Mally Mall

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION]
Arms around you
Te amo mami, let me hold you
Wrap me arms right around you, girl, oh yeah
‘Cause I been wrapped up around you
To make sure no one could harm you
Dale, mami, let me have you, oh-yeah

[Verse 1: Lil Pump]
Yeah, she drivin’ me crazy (Yeah)
I take drugs on the daily (Ooh)
Pull out the ‘rari or the Mercedes (Which one?)
Yeah, she got my heart racing, racing (Yeah)
Foreign cars, foreign hoes
Yeah, we got a lot of those (Ooh)
Diamonds on my Gucci coat (Ooh)
Ten hoes in the studio (Huh)
Yes, I’m gonna miss you though (Yuh)
But I got a lot of dope (Brr)
Spanish bitch, she love the coke (Brrt)
Put my dick straight down her throat

[Bridge: Lil Pump]
I know that your baby daddy broke (Broke)
Bring your wife backstage at a festival
Penthouse, fifty-fourth flo’, let’s go (Let’s go)
And my hotel came with a stripper pole

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION]
Arms around you
Te amo mami, let me hold you
Wrap me arms right around you, girl, oh yeah (Oh)
‘Cause I been wrapped up around you
To make sure no one could harm you
Dale, mami, let me have you, oh yeah

[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
If you ever get to feel my touch
Then you might never get enough
Yes, I know you feel the ambiance (Ambiance, hey)
Love you like I’ll never see you again
Only real cause I’m not for pretend (No)
Reaching out with your arms extended (Yeah, yeah)
My love, is emergency
And I can sense the urgency (Ya-aah)
Come, let me, woah-oh-ooh
Your body is just for me (for me)
It was like sorcery
She left me like an alcoholic (Woah-oh-ooh)

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION]
Arms around you
Te amo mami, let me hold you
Wrap me arms right around you, girl, oh yeah (Oh)
‘Cause I been wrapped up around you
To make sure no one could harm you
Dale, mami, let me have you, oh yeah

[Verse 3: Maluma]
Yeah, Maluma baby (Dice)
Ey, mamá (Mamá), te espera un party en mi cama (Cama)
Me encanta la forma en que me hablas (Hablas)
Invita a tu amiga la buena
Pa’ que fumemos como fumamos en La Habana
Siempre andamos positivos
Esa es la forma en que vivo, activo
Que se joda quien no esté en lo mismo
Yo disfruto mientras siga vivo
Si te excita, no te cuesta
Si conmigo estás vestida de Chanel (Oh, yeah)
Hasta los pies (Oh, yeah)
Si tú te pones pa’l problema
Yo me pongo como se tiene que ser
De una vez, bebé, bebé (Maluma, baby)

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION & Swae Lee]
Arms around you
Te amo mami, let me hold you
Wrap me arms right around you, girl, oh yeah (Oh-ooh)
‘Cause I been wrapped up around you
To make sure no one could harm you
Dale, mami, let me have you (Have you), oh yeah

Mally Mall – Physical (feat. Jeremih & E-40)

[Intro]
Mally Mall

[Verse 1: Jeremih]
Slid up in the club for a moment
She was with her friends, then she noticed
Know I’m that nigga stay focused
Ain’t no intermission while we roleplay
Still ain’t never poked but I’m coping
See your legs closed but your open
Ever have both hands on the toilet?
Bring your friends round while we tourin’

[Bridge: Jeremih]
She said she’d never kiss her best friend
Baby that don’t make you a lesbian
Say you ain’t ever had this
Say you don’t smoke
But you wanna get sky high
Say she ain’t ever been skydiving
Baby, let me take you up a mile high
Let me get in deep til’ I fall out

[Chorus: Jeremih]
Physical is how we play our game
Loving, touching, fucking, it’s all the same
She said she’d never do it but she did it
She said she’d never do it but she did it
She said she’d never do it but she did it
She said she’d never do it but she did it

Physical is how we play our game
Loving, touching, fucking, it’s all the same
She said she’d never do it but she did it
She said she’d never do it but she did it
Yah you know she love it and I’m with it
She said she’d never do it but she did it

[Verse 2: E-40]
She said she’d never do it, she did it
Might not admit it, she with it
She let me hit with the magnum rubber
Her couchie exquisite smash for an hour and not a minute
Smokin’ on power
She off the cabbage and spinach
High as the towers up in Dubai
Fly Emirates, about my paper, my buisness
Born and raised in the trenches
Was spittin’ game since an infant
From the bay where they pin it
Throw a bitch up in the sky and break her before she get that cement
Never thought she would fall in love with a thugger
Reputable factor from the heart of the soil
From the thick of the fucking mud
I’m off a liter of oil
Up in the club with my blood
My people my partners
My relatives and my cuz
Everything that I do I beast, I beast
This watch, Patek Philippe, Philippe
Her legs is open like peas
She said her nigga pitiful
She grabbin’ on my balls like a physical

[Chorus: Jeremih & (E-40)]
Physical is how we play our game
Loving, touching, fucking, it’s all the same
(All the same)
She said she’d never do it but she did it
(But she did it)
She said she’d never do it but she did it
(But she did it)
She said she’d never do it but she did it
(But she did it)
She said she’d never do it but she did it
(Uh)

Physical is how we play our game
Loving, touching, fucking, it’s all the same, yeah
She said she’d never do it but she did it
She said she’d never do it but she did it
Yah you know she love it and I’m with it
She said she’d never do it but she did it

[Verse 3: Jeremih]
Said she never wanted no kids
What, how they end up on your lips?
Got your own you don’t need no assist
Said you never cheat on you nigga
Thought you’d never tat my name on your titties
Let a dog in that kitty
Never thought you’d admit it
Even though you told me I’m never gonna hit it

[Bridge: Jeremih]
She said she’d never kiss her best friend
Baby that don’t make you a lesbian
Say you ain’t ever had this
Say you don’t smoke
But you wanna get sky high
Say she ain’t ever been skydiving
Baby, let me take you up to mile high
Let me get in deep til’ I fall out

[Chorus: Jeremih]
Physical is how we play our game
Loving, touching, fucking, it’s all the same
She said she’d never do it but she did it
She said she’d never do it but she did it
She said she’d never do it but she did it
She said she’d never do it but she did it

Physical is how we play our game
Loving, touching, fucking, it’s all the same
She said she’d never do it but she did it
She said she’d never do it but she did it
Yah you know she love it and I’m with it
She said she’d never do it but she did it

[Outro: E-40]
Jeremih
40 Water
Mally Mall
She said she’d never do it better she did it
Never say never man
If she knew better, she would do better
I’m cut from leather, he cut from polyester
Bitch

Young Scooter – Cook Up (feat. Young Thug)

[Intro: Young Thug]
Young Scooter, yeah
Young Jeffery, yeah
You know what I’m sayin’?
I get it, I dig it, yeah
Let’s get it

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I’ma keep some bands on me, yeah dawg (yeah, dawg)
I’m just tryna get my bread on (bread on)
I’m with Mally Mall and we got plenty homes (Mally Mall)
Ballin’ with my team, I don’t ball hog, hey, hey
Cash on your friend if she cock block, ayy, ayy
Ballin’ with my friends, [?]
Niggas servin’ ki’s, daily
Run it up, stop callin’
Run up you some bands, nigga stop callin’
I just wrapped some birds
Servin’ out the van at that corner store
Catch me whippin’ up the bands, money callin’

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
Run it up, run it up, run it up
It’ll go up and down like push ups
Ten thou’ in each pot
That’s 40 thou’ to cook up (whip)
I got Falcons and Hawks
All my birds remixed up (remix)
Chris Tucker, money talks
Play with me, get hit up (count up)
All my diamonds lit up (woo!)
Eliantte, woo (water)
I just bought a helicopter, yacht and a coupe
It ain’t got no roof (nah)
I do what bosses do (check)
I got on special made Jordans, five thousand a shoe (jugg!)
I’ma keep them bands like a drummer, dawg (jugg!)
Gave the plug to my niggas, I don’t ball hog (hog)
Yeah I got a lot of haters, but fuck all y’all (fuck ’em)
Onyx, Magic and Follie’s, done fucked all y’all (Scooter!)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I’ma keep some bands on me, yeah dawg (yeah, dawg)
I’m just tryna get my bread on (bread on)
I’m with Mally Mall and we got plenty homes (Mally Mall)
Ballin’ with my team, I don’t ball hog, hey, hey
Cash on your friend if she cock block, ayy, ayy
Ballin’ with my friends, [?]
Niggas servin’ ki’s, daily
Run it up, stop callin’
Run up you some bands, nigga stop callin’
I just wrapped some birds
Servin’ out the van at that corner store
Catch me whippin’ up the bands, money callin’

The cook up, the cook up, the cook up
The cook up, the cook up, the cook
The cook up, the cook up, the cook up
The cook up, the cook up, the cook up, the cook
The cook up, the cook up, the cook
The cook up, the cook up, the cook up
You take you a pot, and you take you some folks
They cook up, they cook up, they cook up
Who cook it the best? (Slatt, slatt)
Who do it, may flush? (Do it, may flush)
Who [?]
Whose diamonds is flooded?
There go 12, flush (flush)
Escape out the sheriff bus (woo)
Young nigga gettin’ rich, that’s a must
No deodorant

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I’ma keep some bands on me, yeah dawg (yeah, dawg)
I’m just tryna get my bread on (bread on)
I’m with Mally Mall and we got plenty homes (Mally Mall)
Ballin’ with my team, I don’t ball hog, hey, hey
Cash on your friend if she cock block, ayy, ayy
Ballin’ with my friends, [?]
Niggas servin’ ki’s, daily
Run it up, stop callin’
Run up you some bands, nigga stop callin’
I just wrapped some birds
Servin’ out the van at that corner store
Catch me whippin’ up the bands, money callin’

Cook up – Young Scooter feat. Young Thug lyrics

Lyrics Young Scooter – Cook up

Young Scooter, yeah
Young Jeffery, yeah
You know what I’m sayin’?
I get it, I dig it, yeahhh
Let’s get it.(cook up)

I’ma keep some bands on me, yeah dawg (yeah, dawg)
I’m just tryna get my bread on (bread on)
I’m with Mally Mall and we got plenty homes (Mally Mall)
Ballin’ with my team, I don’t ball hog, hey, hey
Cash on your friend if she cock block, ayy, ayy
Ballin’ with my friends, versuri-lyrics.info
Niggas servin’ ki’s, daily
Run it up, stop callin’
Run up you some bands, nigga stop callin’
I just wrapped some birds
Servin’ out the van at that corner store
Catch me whippin’ up the bands, money callin’.

Run it up, run it up, run it up
It’ll go up and down like push ups
Ten thou’ in each pot
That’s 40 thou’ to cook up (whip)
I got Falcons and Hawks
All my birds remixed up (remix)
Chris Tucker, money talks
Play with me, get hit up (count up)
All my diamonds lit up (woo!)
Eliantte, woo (water)
I just bought a helicopter, yacht and a coupe
It ain’t got no roof (nah)
I do what bosses do (check)
I got on special made Jordans, five thousand a shoe (jugg!)
I’ma keep them bands like a drummer, dawg (jugg!)
Gave the plug to my niggas, I don’t ball hog (hog)
Yeah I got a lot of haters, but fuck all y’all (fuck ’em)
Onyx, Magic and Follie’s, done fucked all y’all (Scooter!).

I’ma keep some bands on me, yeah dawg (yeah, dawg)
I’m just tryna get my bread on (bread on)
I’m with Mally Mall and we got plenty homes (Mally Mall)
Ballin’ with my team, I don’t ball hog, hey, hey
Cash on your friend if she cock block, ayy, ayy
Ballin’ with my friends, ..
Niggas servin’ ki’s, daily
Run it up, stop callin’
Run up you some bands, nigga stop callin’
I just wrapped some birds
Servin’ out the van at that corner store
Catch me whippin’ up the bands, money callin’.

The cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook uppp
The cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook
The cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook uppp
The cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook
The cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook
The cook uppp, the cook uppp, the cook uppp
You take you a pot, and you take you some folks
They cook up, they cook uppp, they cook uppp
Who cook it the best? (Slatt, slatt)
Who do it, may flush? (Do it, may flush)
Who ..
Whose diamonds is flooded?
There go 12, flush (flush)
Escape out the sheriff bus (woo)
Young nigga gettin’ rich, that’s a must
No deodorant.

I’ma keep some bands on me, yeah dawg (yeah, dawg)
I’m just tryna get my bread on (bread on)
I’m with Mally Mall and we got plenty homes (Mally Mall)
Ballin’ with my team, I don’t ball hog, hey, hey
Cash on your friend if she cock block, ayy, ayy
Ballin’ with my friends, ..
Niggas servin’ ki’s, daily
Run it up, stop callin’
Run up you some bands, nigga stop callin’
I just wrapped some birds
Servin’ out the van at that corner store
Catch me whippin’ up the bands, money callinnn’.
Young Scooter lyrics
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Mally Mall – Where You At (feat. French Montana, 2 Chainz & Iamsu!)

[Intro]
Mally Mall

[Hook: Mally Mall + (2 Chainz)]
We gettin’ bread by the stacks
Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
Where you from? Where you at?
We gettin’ bread by the stacks
Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
Where you from? Where you at?

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Rock star, Pink Floyd every night
Get the Floyd money, nigga every night
24k gold on me every night
Blow European toy money every night (skrt)
Blow a mil and I make it back
Catch me in the drop top, ceilin’ back
Niggas throw shots, know we hit ’em back
At the top where we sittin’ at
Me and Mall back to back Wraith
Tell your bitch we got no space
Wavy like a sail boat
Fight night right by the rope
You wanna freestyle? I’m tryna stay free
Shots of Rose for the AP
Watch rocked up, gon’ climb on it
Blew 100 then I blew another 5 on it

[Hook: Mally Mall + (2 Chainz)]
We gettin’ bread by the stacks
Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
Where you from? Where you at?
We gettin’ bread by the stacks
Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
Where you from? Where you at?

[Verse 2: IAmSu!]
A heartbreaking gangster
Paid for mobster
I promise to never take her for steak and lobster
Baby I’m a player, gotta take precaution
I take dates with options on a flight to Boston
And every flight first class
Hit JR, get a front pass
And at the top it’s just us now
Mally plugged me on the Rollie, it’s a bust down (clean)
In the Ritz like anywhere I touch down
Hoes used to diss us and they tryna fuck now
She in love with the high, not the come down
Party out in Vegas, let me take you to the compound
My life is a movie and I do my own stunts now
It’s flood Uzi and every bar is like (?)
And the smoke got my eyes on kung-pao
Did it for the Bay, got the world goin’ dumb now

[Hook: Mally Mall + (2 Chainz)]
We gettin’ bread by the stacks
Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
Where you from? Where you at?
We gettin’ bread by the stacks
Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
Where you from? Where you at?

Mally Mall – Where You At (feat. French Montana, 2 Chainz & Iamsu!) letras

[Intro]
Mally Mall

[Hook: Mally Mall + (2 Chainz)]
We gettin’ bread by the stacks
Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
Where you from? Where you at?
We gettin’ bread by the stacks
Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
Where you from? Where you at?

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Rock star, Pink Floyd every night
Get the Floyd money, nigga every night
24k gold on me every night
Blow European toy money every night (skrt)
Blow a mil and I make it back
Catch me in the drop top, ceilin’ back
Niggas throw shots, know we hit ’em back
At the top where we sittin’ at
Me and Mall back to back Wraith
Tell your bitch we got no space
Wavy like a sail boat
Fight night right by the rope
You wanna freestyle? I’m tryna stay free
Shots of Rose for the AP
Watch rocked up, gon’ climb on it
Blew 100 then I blew another 5 on it

[Hook: Mally Mall + (2 Chainz)]
We gettin’ bread by the stacks
Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
Where you from? Where you at?
We gettin’ bread by the stacks
Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
Where you from? Where you at?

[Verse 2: IAmSu!]
A heartbreaking gangster
Paid for mobster
I promise to never take her for steak and lobster
Baby I’m a player, gotta take precaution
I take dates with options on a flight to Boston
And every flight first class
Hit JR, get a front pass
And at the top it’s just us now
Mally plugged me on the Rollie, it’s a bust down (clean)
In the Ritz like anywhere I touch down
Hoes used to diss us and they tryna fuck now
She in love with the high, not the come down
Party out in Vegas, let me take you to the compound
My life is a movie and I do my own stunts now
It’s flood Uzi and every bar is like (?)
And the smoke got my eyes on kung-pao
Did it for the Bay, got the world goin’ dumb now

[Hook: Mally Mall + (2 Chainz)]
We gettin’ bread by the stacks
Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
Where you from? Where you at?
We gettin’ bread by the stacks
Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
Where you from? Where you at?