Jimmy Lafave – Deep South 61 Delta Highway Blues Lyrics

April 27, 2021Azlyrics

Well everybody telling me they’re leaving
Tired of this town and all the deceiving
You know they’ve all got religion see visions
Everything that they do
Me I got the deep south 61 Delta highway blues

Lost my roadmap in Memphis but I know I’m headed south
I feel the Mississippi call me down to its mouth
To a town called New Orleans where they call a street a
La Rue
Cajun ladies know about these deep south 61 Delta highway
blues

And it’s this way, baby, that way any way you feel is

right
The Bayou’s on fire in the southland tonight
I’ve been everywhere, baby, but I’ve never been nowhere
with you
Shake these deep south 61 Delta highway blues

And I’m setting on the levee trying to stay high and dry
Setting on the levee watch my life passing by
Water gets much higher it will start flowing into my
boots
No way to lose these deep south 61 Delta highway blues

Ajr – Christmas In June Lyrics

April 25, 2021Azlyrics

[Verse 1]
New Year's Eve
I was at a festival in New Orleans
You were in Tribeca kissing nobody
I owe you one, yes, I do
Valentine's Day
We decided we would do the whole damn thing
But I played to an empty gym at Iowa State
I guess I owe you that too

[Pre-Chorus]
I try so hard to be so happy, are you happy too?
Doo, doo, doo, doo

[Verse 2]
I skipped prom
I thought I would blow up from that radio spot
Rеmember how you chuckled when you heard that song?
But you won't be laughing soon
One big day
One big show'll make 'em know my name
But if it ends up falling on our wedding day
Oh God, don't make me choose
[Pre-Chorus]
I try so hard to be so happy, are you happy too?
I know you try to

[Bridge]
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey

[Chorus]
Plan on this
You're no longer gonna be the plan I miss
I won't ever let you down
But just in case, can we do Christmas in June?
Oh my God
How lucky am I to have two things I love?
Makes it that much easier to f*ck it up
I hate to do this, don't wanna lose this
Can we do Christmas in June?
[Outro]
Hold on, love
A little longer while I get the album done
And if I get to tour it, wouldn't that be fun?
But that's one less month with you

Holy shit
Now I'm sittin' thinking 'bout what else I'll miss
Darling, if we're ever gonna have a kid
Don't wanna miss it, can we just have him in June?

Roger Alan Wade – Bad News Knockin’ Lyrics

March 19, 2021Azlyrics

[Verse 1]
Late night headlight through the bedroom blinds
Old dog hides his head beneath the bed and whines
Blonde hair in yellow light looks like golden twine
We've both seen that silhouette before
I got bad news knockin' at my door

[Verse 2]
The rhythm of her rappin' on the rusty front door screen
Sounds like a hurricane blowed up from New Orleans
She's totin' stolen aces, best I got is queens
We've been through this a time or two before
I've got bad news knockin' at my door

[Verse 3]

Wе met up in Saint Angelo across the Rio Grand
Thumbеd her way to Matamoros, had a mystic read her hand
That diablo woman told me I see trouble up ahead
She'll turn you inside out and makes you's wish that you was dead
I pulled the curtain back from the window pane
My worst fear was confirmed, it was her there in the rain
I wish that she was gone and I was on a train, headed somewheres west of Baltimore
I got bad news knockin' at my door
I got bad news knockin' at my door
I got bad news knockin' at my door

Patti Page – Mister And Mississippi Lyrics

March 5, 2021Azlyrics

I can’t recall my mother
I don’t remember dad
Mister and Mississippi was all I ever had
Oh, I was born to wander
I was born to roam
And Mister and Mississippi made me feel at home

My cradle was the river
My school a river boat
My teacher was a gambler
The slickest one afloat
My teacher was a gambler
The slickest one afloat
He taught me not to gamble on a petticoat

Oh, I was born to wander
I was born to roam
And Mister and Mississippi made me feel at home

Oh, darlin’ how I love you
What more is there to say
I love you like a barefoot girl

Loves the summer day
The way a wanderin’ gypsy
Loves the changing sea
Just like the restless river
Loves old New Orleans

I love a tiny village
A quiet country town
A house, a little garden
With kiddies runnin’ ’round
You’d be a faithful husband
I’d be a trusty friend
Until I heard that steamboat
Comin’ ’round the bend

Oh, I was born to wander
I was born to roam
And Mister and Mississippi made me feel at home

Nelly x Florida Georgia Line – Lil bit

October 27, 2020Azlyrics

What up, Nelly?
You ready to do another one, bruh?
Talk to ‘em (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Haha

[Florida Georgia Line]
Yeah, runnin’ all red lights
Pull up to the club, just to get, just to get ahead, right
I do this shit er’ry night
You can call it limelight, I’ma call it my life
Shawty lookin’ alright
TK jeans on, skin-skin-skintight
She be shakin’ that taillight
Got me froze in the road like a deer in the headlights (Uh, uh, yeah)
Oh, backwoods, wanna know if you can roll
Got CÎROC on the rocks, ice-cold
Got the coupe on the new town road
Real low, oh

[Florida Georgia Line]
I know we just met, but, girl, let’s roll
Let’s roll, woah
Let’s roll, let’s roll
I’ll go anywhere you wanna go
Let’s go, oh

[Chorus: Florida Georgia Line & Nelly]
And she said, “Take me to the country
Show me where you from”
I said, “Shawty, you gon’ love me
And we gon’ have some fun”
I bring out my big wheel
And you can climb on up
Girl, I think you a big deal
Now show your boy some love
Huh, just a lil’ bit
Just a lil’ bit (Uh)
Just a lil’ bit (Yeah)
Just a lil’ bit (Uh)
We gon’ have some fun
Just a lil’ bit (Uh)
Just a lil’ bit (Yeah)
Just a lil’ bit
Yeah, we gon’ have some—

[Nelly]
Shawty messin’ with a pro now (Woo)
I’m a pro now
I’m the who, what, when, where to go now
Shows sold out
From the front to the back, hip-hop on the hoedown
Got the game on the go route
I’m the black Tom Brady in this, I’m the GOAT now (Haha)
Shawty, I’m so up
New Orleans out to SoCal
Better know now
[Pre-Chorus: Florida Georgia Line]
I know we just met, but, girl, let’s roll
Let’s roll, woah
Let’s roll, let’s roll
I’ll go anywhere you wanna go
Let’s go, oh (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Chorus: Florida Georgia Line & Nelly]
And she said, “Take me to the country
Show me where you from” (Let’s ride)
I said, “Shawty, you gon’ love me
And we gon’ have some fun”
I bring out my big wheel
And you can climb on up
Girl, I think you a big deal
Now show your boy some love
Huh, just a lil’ bit
Just a lil’ bit (Yeah, baby, uh)
Just a lil’ bit (Yeah)
Just a lil’ bit (Uh)
We gon’ have some fun
Just a lil’ bit (Uh)
Just a lil’ bit (Yeah)
Just a lil’ bit (Haha, uh, yeah)
(Yeah)

[Bridge: Florida Georgia Line & Nelly]
Oh, backwoods, wanna know if you can roll
Got CIROC on the rocks, ice-cold
Got the coupe on the new town road (Uh, uh, uh)
Real low, oh
Oh, backwoods, wanna know if you can roll (Can she roll?)
Got CÎROC on the rocks, ice-cold
Got the coupe on the new town road
Real low, oh

[Chorus: Florida Georgia Line]
And she said, “Take me to the country
Show me where you from”
I said, “Shawty, you gon’ love me
And we gon’ have some fun” (We that man)
I bring out my big wheel
And you can climb on up
Girl, I think you a big deal
Now show your boy some love
Huh, just a lil’ bit (Ayy, ayy)
Just a lil’ bit (Come on, ayy, ayy)
Just a lil’ bit (Ayy, ayy)
Just a lil’ bit
We gon’ have some fun (Ayy, ayy)
Just a lil’ bit (Ayy, ayy)
Just a lil’ bit (Ayy, ayy)
Just a lil’ bit
We gon’ have some fun

Duwap Kaine – Another Cup Lyrics

October 7, 2020Azlyrics

[Intro]
I put another cup in another cup
Man, I put another cup in another cup
I put another cup in another cup
Man, I put another cup in another cup
I put another cup in another cup
Man, I put another cup in another cup

[Chorus]
I'm high as f*ck, nigga, yeah
I'm high as f*ck, nigga, I don't give a f*ck
I put another cup in another cup
Man, I put another cup in another cup
And then I told my big bro you gotta turn me up
I'm smoking on dope, nigga, 'til the sun come up
Lean, codeine, yeah, the same thing
f*cking your bitch, yeah, your main thing

[Verse]
Real shooters like I'm Max Payne
Yeah, I keep them shooters like that game of 2K
And I keep them bitches like I'm Pootiе Tang
She want a ring, man, I can't arrange
When I comе around, man, watch, they act strange
You ain't gang, man, I know you gon' change
Getting money, f*ck being cool with lames
Free Tay K, he a Crip, he insane
This ain't [?] this New Orleans, that Saint
And she ask for money and I told her I can't
Baby girl, you not feeling my pain
Was a young nigga when I came in the game
Young nigga know that I'm doing this shit
I'm doing this shit how I'm doing your bitch
When I get rich, I stay true to this shit
Got QPs and I'm moving this shit
She like me, watch me flirt with your bitch
I know I can't take you [?]
Broke hoes need a loan
Your bitch keep telling me pick up the phone

Know I'm high as f*ck, I'm gone
You know I'm fly as f*ck, I'm a drone
Run a red light, hitting traffic cones
I serve the white, nigga, look like Post Malone
Don't need no ice, just need styrofoam
I feel like Soulja, I'm finna make a ringtone
That nigga rap like me, I'm looking at my clone
Thot bitch and I feel like her home
Listen to the beat, I made it on my own
My bitches got real [?]
Big-ass glick, yeah, I'm toting chrome
I got me a chopper, it's just not shown
You better watch your bitch, you a chaperone
I got me a bad bitch and she grown
Riding that foreign, I ain't even grown
I'm high as f*ck in a different time zone
That's your bitch, but I'm watching her moans
I got that Glock right by my hipbone
I get your ho off Instagram
I pick her up and [?]
[Chorus]
I'm high as f*ck, nigga, yeah
I'm high as f*ck, nigga, I don't give a f*ck
I put another cup in another cup
Man, I put another cup in another cup
And then I told my big bro you gotta turn me up
I'm smoking on dope, nigga, 'til the sun come up
Lean, codeine, yeah, the same thing
f*cking your bitch, yeah, your main thing

[Outro]
I put another cup in another cup
Man, I put another cup in another cup
I put another cup in another cup
Man, I put another cup in another cup
I put another cup in another cup
Man, I put another cup in another cup

Nathaniel Rateliff – Willie’s Birthday Song Lyrics

June 1, 2020Azlyrics

[Intro]
This is a song we wrote for a good friend of ours
We all feel he’s done a lot for us
A lot for the world
I hope you enjoy it
We’d love for you to sing along

[Chorus]
Pass me that joint, it’s Willie’s birthday
Wipe away all of your tears
Well, the world’s gone crazy, but we still got Willie
And all the good things he’s done for us here

[Verse 1]
It was ’75, the time of the preacher
When the red-headed stranger appeared
Rode into town, blue eyes a-shinin’
His memories measured in tears

[Refrain]
Hey Nashville, hey, Austin, he’s playing the songs we hold dear
Now, for all of these years

[Chorus]
So pass me that joint, it’s Willie’s birthday
Wipe away all of your tears
Now, the world’s gone crazy, but we still got Willie
And all the good things he’s done for us here

[Verse 2]
Now Shotgun Willie wades through whiskey rivers
Living in the promised land

His heroes are cowboys, the songs they’re a-singin’
Bring joy and laughter again

[Refrain]
Hey, Georgia, New Orleans, this song’s for your native son
And all that he’s done

[Chorus]
So pass me that joint, it’s Willie’s birthday
Wipe away all of your tears
Now, the world’s gone crazy, but we still got Willie
And all the good things he’s done for us here
Pass me that joint, it’s Willie’s birthday
Wipe away all of your tears
Now, the world’s gone crazy, but we still got Willie
And all the good things he’s done for us here

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Chorus]
So pass me that joint, it’s Willie’s birthday
Wipe away all of your tears
Now, the world’s gone crazy, but we still got Willie
And all the good things he’s done for us here

[Outro]
Well, the world’s gone crazy, but we still got Willie
And all the good things he’s done for us here

Low Cut Connie – Little Queen Of New Orleans Lyrics

May 26, 2020Azlyrics

[Verse 1]
Coming down on Elysian fields
Coming down in six inch heels, uh-huh
Rollin’ up in a stranger’s car
Rollin’ up just to be a star, uh-huh

[Chorus]
Learned to talk like a little queen
Learned to talk like sweet sixteen
Now here she comes, pardon me
Little queen of New Orleans, alright

[Verse 2]
Used to live in a Texas town
Used to steal all your sister’s gowns, uh-huh, oh my god
Your big daddy kicked you out the door
Big daddy said this ain’t your home no more, uh-uh

[Chorus]

Learned to talk like a little queen
Learned to talk like sweet sixteen
Now here she comes, pardon me
Little queen of New Orleans, alright alright

[Verse 3]
Fast food and a little twee
And all the while with a little tease, uh-huh
I want to be with you all the while
The real thing is really goin’ out of style, uh-huh

[Chorus]
Learned to talk like a little queen
Learned to talk like sweet sixteen
Now here she comes, pardon me
Little queen of New Orleans, alright alright

Tory Lanez – Dope Boy’s Diary Lyrics

April 11, 2020Azlyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Yeah, nothin’ bigger than the Umbrella
Yeah, yeah (Perfect)
Forever, you just gotta feel me, nigga
Lil Tory (Cannon)

[Verse]
Told my bitch, “I love her”, she ain’t say it back
My heart, I can’t play with that
Fuck it, that’s that, and we made it that
Runnin’ through the trap to find my re-up, tryna make it back
BM trippin’, I’m just tryna cop my son his favorite snacks
Love from the Crip, Bloods, and GDs
Scammin’ out the bank, I made like fifty thou’ on TD
In this trap, my homeboys my heart, but shit, I gotta move greedy
Got a budget for the lawyer case I lose with this PD (Perfect)
‘Cause we tryna get more than rich, fuck the fame and all the gliss
My bitch ain’t had tits, so I bought her tits
I’m a lil’ older, so I mold her ’til I taught the bitch
Boy, I woulda swore that she was loyal ’til I caught the bitch
I won’t trust a soul, it’s just me and my pole, playin’ position
On that road, watchin’ jackboys close
Gun closer than the sirens, see if them boys try me
Bitch, I’m openin’ the fire, catchin’ bodies like corona in the virus, nigga
Weed bought the Rolex, crack bought the bussdown
Trappin’ did a home run, scammin’ did a touchdown
Thinkin’ ’bout my son now, know I gotta stay alive
‘Cause I done let him down like four times and I can’t make it five
Cops from a naked eye, watchin’ in a foreign
But we movin’ neat, the DA can’t grant them no warrants (Perfect)
The Birdman with me like Wayne in New Orleans
Rainin’ and pourin’, ragin’ and warin’
Prolly lost my bitch to an athlete
Fuck it, I’ma pull up with another bitch, mad fleek
I remember Crystal done told me I was mad weak
From that day, I never let another bitch embarrass me (Perfect)
I had to wear the same drawers
Goin’ out for weeks, a nigga stank, but this shit paid off
Flexin’ like I own the rental, nigga, I had to play it off
Hoes I put this dick off in they hole just like I’m playin’ golf
Anytime I ran up out of work I sold ’em drywall
I was broke and threw it on the scale ’cause I can’t eyeball
Homie, I just came from bein’ homeless, that’s a sidebar
That’s why with this rap shit I be focused, can’t take time off
Boy, I’m not a killer, but don’t push me, that’s on my mama
‘Cause my killers out there swimmin’ in the deep end
‘Fore he knew that nigga drowned ’cause he was deep in
Scoreboard, bitch, you playin’ on the defense
My lil’ niggas catchin’ bodies every weekend
My lil’ shooter made the movie with the sequence
Play with us and we gon’ turn that nigga pretense
In the foreign, picked him up from out the precinct
‘Cause he gon’ still put in that pressure ’til the beef ends, ayy
I wanna cheat but I’ll prolly kill her if she cheat on me
Homicidal thoughts don’t mix with Gs on me
Plus I be with Gs, homie, stick hot like ninety-eight degrees on me
Trigger finger itchy like some fleas on me
Sleepin’ on my nigga sofa, sleepin’ on the floor
I couldn’t even tell a bitch, “Come over”
Now it’s all Dior all on my body like my melatonin
Niggas took the stand, I can’t believe them boys were tellin’ on me
Street shit is hella phony, yeah
Look in my eyes, you see I’m dodgin’ all the demons
Came a long way from swipin’ fraud cards at all the Neiman’s (Perfect)
I was plottin’ and schemin’, poppin’ bad beans and shit
I thought it, then dreamed it, turned it to reality
This a fatality, killin’ any nigga sayin’ he got the same style as me
I’m the only rapper sayin’ shit with no apology
Pull up, you could holler, B
Your favorite rapper’s shit just ain’t as hot as me
Tory (Perfect)

[Outro]
Ayy, spittin’ fire in the booth
Forgiato tires on the coupe
OGs lookin’ at me like they inspired to be me, when I aspired to be you
It’s crazy but it’s true
Damn, yeah
90310 run this shit, you know what’s goin’ on, nigga
Big U, big Umbrella

Chuck Berry – Sweet Little Sixteen Lyrics

April 1, 2020Azlyrics

Play this song

[Chorus]
They’re really rockin’ in Boston
In Pittsburgh, PA
Deep in the heart of Texas
And ’round the ‘Frisco Bay
All over St. Louis
And down in New Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen

[Verse 1]
Sweet Little Sixteen
She’s just got to have
About a half a million
Famed autographs
Her wallet filled with pictures
She gets them one by one
Becomes so excited
Watch her, look at her run

[Verse 2]
“Oh Mommy, Mommy
Please may I go?
It’s such a sight to see
Somebody steal the show
Oh Daddy, Daddy
I beg of you
Whisper to Mommy
It’s alright with you”

[Chorus]
‘Cause they’ll be rockin’ on Bandstand
In Philadelphia, PA
Deep in the heart of Texas
And round the ‘Frisco Bay
All over St. Louis
Way down in New Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen

[Piano Solo]

[Chorus]
‘Cause they’ll be rockin’ on Bandstand
In Philadelphia, PA
Deep in the heart of Texas
And ’round the ‘Frisco Bay
All over St. Louis
Way down in New Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with, ooh
Sweet Little Sixteen

[Bridge]
Sweet Little Sixteen
She’s got the grown-up blues
Tight dresses and lipstick
She’s sportin’ high heel shoes
Oh, but tomorrow morning
She’ll have to change her trend
And be sweet sixteen
And back in class again

[Chorus]
Well, they’ll be rockin’ in Boston
Pittsburgh, PA
Deep in the heart of Texas
And ’round the ‘Frisco Bay
Way out in St. Louis
Way down in New Orleans
All the cats wanna dance with
Sweet Little Sixteen

Kid Ink – Do Me Wrong Lyrics

December 14, 2018Azlyrics

[Intro]
Squat made the beat
Go Grizz
What you do me
What you do me

[Chorus]
Whatever you do, bitch don’t do me wrong
Got me second guessing, seen the message on your phone
Whatever you do, pls don’t do me wrong
Swear I lose my mind if I ever catch you home
Whatever you do, do me wrong
Just don’t do me wrong
Whatever you do, do me wrong
Just don’t do me wrong

[Verse 1]
Just don’t do me wrong
‘Cause I may start a fight, little shit outside the home yeah
Gucci long yeah, go right up to the saloon yeah
Don’t you say I’m acting like a child bitch I’m gone yeah
They just got my mind twisted, got this blunt twisted
Took a sip out of the [?]
I been sitting catching feelings been a minute since you hit me on the jet
If you tell me that I’m really trippin’ I’mma fall back
No you ain’t a bird, I ain’t got bad taste
But I know we wasn’t in the best space
Ain’t go throw you from the curse to my [?]
I can’t let you run away and leave me last place

[Chorus]
Whatever you do, bitch don’t do me wrong
Got me second guessing, seen the message on the phone
Whatever you do, pls don’t do me wrong
Swear I lose my mind if I ever catch you home
Whatever you do, do me wrong
Just don’t do me wrong
Whatever you do, do me wrong
Just don’t do me wrong

[Verse 2]
Wait just what you want, [laid her I’mma undress ?]
[?] when I still wear that, godbless
Do you got a man that’s the number one question
Nah I might just have to step right in the [?]
Hold up, wait, ’cause you wildin’
Touch my number one and you get 99 problems
Flight late and we ain’t comin’ from New Orleans
No I got the key unlock, I’m never drown
No more fishing for them hoes ’cause they piranhas
She too close I tell her bluntly, get two rolling like Big Thomas
Baby girl this a reminder, who I was before you knew me
Don’t let me find out, what you do me

[Outro]
Do me wrong
Do me wrong
[?]
Just don’t do me wrong
Hit me back

blackbear – cocaine carolina (cover) Lyrics

December 3, 2018Azlyrics

[Verse 1]
Morning found me lying on a floor in New Orleans
Looking like the patches was about to eat my jeans
Feeling like my belly was a warehouse for the blues
And I sure miss my sweet Cocaine Carolina
Met her on an ocean liner, called her Cocaine Carolina
She was quite a lady then and I was twenty two
God knows how much I adored her, I just could not afford her
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

[Chorus]
So goodbye Cocaine Carolina, you and I are through
I’m going back to LA getting clean, what I need to do
She don’t want me for my money, she just wants my body honey
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

[Verse 2]
Oh someone said if I was lucky, I could go to Kentucky
Lexington was famous for it’s strip clubs and it’s pills
Carolina oh we should get up, don’t you know we’ll have to split up
Maybe I should go back to California

[Outro]
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?
Cocaine Carolina, how did I get hooked on you?

Daniel Caesar – Who Hurt You? Lyrics

October 17, 2018Azlyrics

[Verse 1]
Take me back to Georgia, back to Atlanta
Funny how present turns past
I might fly Priscilla out just for ‘Bana
So mesmerized by that ass
The way she moves it I can tell that she loves me
Nigga can’t help but to touch
Smack it ’round a bit then sip on some bubbly
Hope I’m not doing too much

[Refrain]
Strange new addictions picked up on the road
Changed my opinions and changed up my flows
Changed my approach, no more loving these hoes
And when it rains it pours, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
You make me feel so primal
That’s what I am, I’m just a man

[Chorus: Daniel Caesar & T-Pain]
Take that pussy, drop it in my lap
I love it when you move like that
Now turn around and throw it back, it back, it back
Oh-no-no-no-no-oh

[Verse 2]
Strippers out in Vegas, New Orleans too
Booties just don’t shake like Priscilla’s do
Follies on a Tuesday, not one but two
Not one stack but two
Look at all the cash I blew
Strippers out in Vegas, New Orleans too
Booties just don’t shake like Priscilla’s do
Follies on a Tuesday, not one but two
Not one stack but two
Look at all the cash I blew

[Refrain]
Strange new addictions picked up on the road
Changed my opinions and changed up my flows
Changed my approach, no more loving these hoes
And when it rains it pours, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
You make me feel so primal
That’s what I am, I’m just a man

[Chorus]
Take that pussy, drop it in my lap
I love it when you move like that
Now turn around and throw it back, it back, it back

Quavo – BIG BRO lyrics

October 13, 2018Azlyrics

Dun Deal on the track

Is you with me or against me? (With me or against me?)
I’m a OG now so you need me (OG, I’m a OG)
Think you poppin’ Xanax bars, but it’s Fentanyl
(No-no bars, it’s Fentanyl)
Think you’re living life like rockstars but you’re dead now (Yeah)
Let me put you under my wing
I can teach you one thing (Let me put you under my wing)
Let me put you under my wing
I can show you it ain’t all about a chain (Ayy, ayy)

I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Big bro)
Say we all need a big bro (All need a big bro)
All need a big bro (All need a big bro)
I’ma be your big bro (Yeah)

Show you how to get a ring on that championship team
When you get a ring, it’s a championship
Teach ’em how to get them P’s on the back of RV’s
When you get ‘cross seas, it’s a championship
Clappin’ on things like I’m in New Orleans
When I hit ’em hard I be striking them
Calling all gangs ’cause I’m right with them
You too young to be hanging out all night with them

Brrrrrrr (Ahh)
Tsh, it’s a young nigga calling my phone (Ahh)
What’s happening?
Hey big bro, them niggas just got me for my chain (Ahh)
What?
Them niggas just set me up big brother
They just got me for my chain (Ahh)
Aw man (Ahh)
Damn (Ahh)
Ay, ay, calm down, calm down, we gon’ get it back (Ahh)
Just pull up on me, tell me what happened (Ahh)

Big bro ridin’ with the tool tight (Big bro)
Big bro straight, he live the coot life (Big bro)
Been through the struggle played the rules right (Big bro)
Ain’t got nothing to prove, big bro got nine stripes (Big bro)
You out here tryna live your broke life (You, you, ayy)
You out here tryna live that GOAT life (You, you, ayy)
You gonna fuck around, take your life (You, you)
Instagram and guns just don’t go right (No, no, ayy)

Lil Wayne – Don’t Cry Lyrics

September 29, 2018Azlyrics

[Intro: Lil Wayne]
C5

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION]
Don’t cry, don’t go
Won’t lie, I fuckin’ love you
Woah!

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Staring into the clouds
Am I rising or they comin’ down?
I see death around the corner
And the U-turn sign’s lookin’ like a smile
What do I do now? Who gon’ find me, how?
Nowhere to turn but around and round
Just another nigga that done lost his head
No, a fucking king that forgot his crown
I am not number one, it’s true
I’m number 9-27-82
Color blind, even if I may be blue
A lot on my plate, ain’t my favorite food
But I’m hungry, so hungry
Need my family tree next to a money tree
With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden
With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me
I sip from the fountain of youth
So if I die young, blame the juice
Bury me in New Orleans
Tombstone reads: “Don’t cry, stay tuned”
Bring me back to life
Got to lose a life just to have a life
But if heaven’s as good as advertised
I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin’ afterlife
Rest in paradise

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION & Lil Wayne]
Don’t cry (don’t cry, don’t cry), don’t go (why, oh why?)
Won’t lie, I fuckin’ love you
Don’t cry (don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry), don’t go (why, oh why, oh why, oh why?)
Won’t lie (don’t cry, don’t cry), I fuckin’ love you (don’t cry, don’t cry)

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Talent is God-given, be grateful
Fame is not a given, be humble
And conceit is self-driven, drive carefully
Stay in your own lane, seat buckled
And sometimes when there is no music
We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum
That woman carried the future
And Tunechi was born like “dun-dun-dun-dun-dun”
Don’t call it a comeback
It was dark, now the sun back
Hit me hard, but I punched back
The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap
Is it suicide or it’s do or die
It’s newer days and it’s bluer skies
I told myself, “It’s just you and I”
Then the breeze came and it blew my mind
Lord knows who I’m there for
I give my last breath to effort
Mama tell me to be careful
Voice in my head give me an earful
But I got mind control over my control
I lost control but knew I’d find control
I let God control what I cannot control
Can’t control the tears, let them drop and roll

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION & Lil Wayne]
Don’t cry (don’t cry, don’t cry), don’t go (why, oh why, oh why?)
Won’t lie (don’t cry), I fuckin’ love you
(Triple extension on my motherfuckin’ afterlife, rest in paradise)
Don’t cry (don’t cry, don’t cry), don’t go (why, oh why, oh why?)
Won’t lie, I fuckin’ love you (don’t cry)

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Don’t cry, stay tuned
And triple extension on my motherfuckin’ afterlife
Rest in paradise

Lloyd – Caramel Lyrics

July 8, 2018Azlyrics

[Chorus]
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life

[Verse 1]
She like five-five
Group up on the East Side
She a college girl but she like the hood type
She the only jug, I need to get my mind right
I don’t got to ask, she said that it’s all mine
Had a boyfriend when I met her
But he a lame so you know I had to get her
Had to let go of my old things for her
But I don’t mind
Cause she bad, yeah she hella fine

[Chorus]
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed (dripping in my bed)
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life

[Verse 2]
She drippin, drippin, drippin, drippin, drippin
Like a leaky faucet
Now she got me trippin, how she grip
Damn it I done lost it
No more yola whippin, soda sippin, pimpin, trickin, flossin
Only mission is to find the right position for her body
Scottie Pippen, Michael Jordan
How she compliment my body
Jason Witten, tunnel vision
She gon catch it, feel it, toss it
Met in ATL and I brought her to New Orleans
We go together well like we caramel and chocolate

[Chorus]
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life
Caramel (ooh)
Dripping in my bed (dripping in my bed)
Yeah you know, what’s going through my head
I’m thinking bout, getting with you tonight
I’m thinking bout, wifing you up for life

Cam’ron – Oh Girl (Oh Boy Remix) Lyrics

March 17, 2018Azlyrics

[Intro: Cam’ron]
Remix! Uh huh (oh baby)
Diplomats, holla
Cash Money, huh, nothin’

[Verse 1: Cam’ron (TQ)]
When Cam saw the (girl) look at her shoes (girl)
Look at her purse (girl) all I said was (oh girl)
Look mami I’m no good, I’m so hood
You know my potential
But for you I might change my whole schedule
We’ll go shoppin’, coppin’, sweat suit juicy
Jeans theory, I don’t sweat no hoochie
I want the (girl) so she gave me the (girl)
Now I’m screamin’ out (girl, girl, girl, girl)
Huh, holla…

[Verse 2: Birdman (TQ)]
Hey, hey
See I mink my (girl) I thank for my (girl)
Than this yo (world) cause you the Bird (girl)
Mami I whip my (girl) spend chips with my (girl)
Hit the mall then girls spend chips with my cliques
See I platinum my (girl) satin sheets my (girl)
See I Gucci my (girl) chinchilla my (my girl)
Well it’s the Birdman (girl) see ya tomorrow night (girl)
Diplomat, Roc-A-Fella, too much money for ya, yeah

[Verse 3: Jim Jones (TQ)]
Well pardon me (girl) but I’m tryin’ to slide (girl)
Get drunk and high (girl) and not just the minimal
Ma you dealin’ with some criminals
And we always wear heaters
Them wife beaters and icy white speakers
Plus, I like (girl) that only like (girl)
That don’t make ’em dike (girl) but that make ’em my (oh girl)
Ooh, I can’t believe what I said
You won’t believe what I said
Until I have to catch 3 in the bed, holla

[Verse 4: Birdman (TQ)]
I love the Miami (girl) them N-Y (girl)
Them L.A. (girl) and them New Orleans (oh girl)
See them Boston (girl) and them D type (girl)
A-T-L, pimp, let’s get money girl
I like them Benzes (girl) them Lexus (girl)
Cadillacs nice (girl) Smith & Wesson my (oh girl)
Big coupe for the (girl) Lexus dupe for the (girl)
Get a Benz with them bubble eye lens for my (girl)

[Verse 5: Cam’ron (TQ)]
Killa, Killa, Killa
What about them Chi-town (girl) and them Harlem World (girl)
And them H-Town (girl) and them Seattle (oh girl)
It’s the Birdman (girl) and the Byrd Gang (girl)
Be prepared for brain, then you can wear the chain (my girl)
A thousand grams you carryin’, B
This way I can see if you can carry a ki
I’m from the valet, carried the key to carry a V
Married a G, now you carryin’ me (don’t play yourself)
C’mon (girl) go on now (girl)
And so on, and so on, and so on now (oh girl)
Relax, relate, release just chief
And you’ll be at peace, that’s how I reached my (girl)

[Verse 6: Jim Jones (TQ)]
Well let me talk to the (girl) cause if she walk about my way dogs
I got no choice but talk to the (oh girl)
For every (girl) in the ghetto that get some change
Cop a pair of stilettos and do they hair and look special (oh girl)
I’m in love with ya gangsta
But trust me girl, you gon’ be in love with this gangsta
So I’m lookin’ for the (girl)
So I can hook up with the (girl, girl, girl, girl)
And them brains have me screamin’ out “girl!”

[Verse 7: Birdman (TQ)]
Hey, hey, hey
See I Louie my (girl) bought rims for my (girl)
Bought tires for my (girl) new lens for my (oh girl)
Cartiers for my (girl) then I braided my (girl)
6 drop-top coupe no kit on the
See I lifted my (girl) car chauffeur my (girl)
Two-seater my (girl) new Beamer my (oh girl)
And then I flip my (girl) then I dip my (girl)
Me and Cam hit the block in them (girl girl girl)

[Verse 8: Jim Jones (TQ)]
Fuck the talkin’, not too much that the Jones can say
But baby girl are you goin my way, listen (girl)
Let’s get missin’ (girl)
I’ma hit you with the keys and I’ll let you whip it
Not to be so cocky and rude
My chains are platinum, my rocks they are huge (oh girl)
So, let ya thong be showed and ya top you can lose
And come cruise in the drop with no shoes

[Verse 9: Cam’ron (TQ)]
Killa, Killa
What about boricua (girl) Dominicana (girl)
My black miss (girl) my Saks Fifth (oh girl)
My crack flip (girl) my wrap wrist (girl)
Don’t act shit, don’t take jack shit
My stylin V (girl) my island V (girl)
My seven jeans (girl) it’s a f’in’ mean world (oh girl)
But it’s the boy, that flip the (girl)
So after I flip the girls, get back at the boy, Killa (yeaaah)

[Outro: Cam’ron (TQ)]
Uh huh, it’s nothin’ man
Cash Money, Diplomats, TQ, Jim Jones (oh girl, oooh yeah)
Baby, Killa the Don… (yeaaah)
You know, you know hoe money is slow money but it’s sho’ money
Harlem, New Orleans
It’s nothin’ man, Santana, Freekey (oh girl, yeah, yeah)
Weezy I see’s you man, holla

[Outro: Birdman]
Roc-A-Fella, we get money pimp
You understand, Weezy Weezy baby
Holla at yo’ boy! You know?
Let’s get the chop cross the chips and get the bricks with them…
C’mon, let’s get money pimp
Wooo! T-Qeezy my baby!
You know? I’m lookin’ for a girl, you understand
That can break me off and give me somethin’ lovely, HOLLA!

Curren$y – Billy Ocean

March 9, 2018Azlyrics

[Intro: Curren$y]
Yeah, everybody should have their joints lit
Yeah, roll another one up while I’m smokin’, keep it goin’
Money and the power and some more shit, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Curren$y]
Roll another one up while I’m smokin’, keep it goin’
Money and the power and some more shit, we stayin’ in motion
Never will I get into no hoe shit, I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’, motherfuckin’ Billy Ocean

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
You can act like you don’t know, Spitta and Cardo
Bullet proof German coupe car doors close, take photos
Car shows in my lo-lows
My sixty-four ride slow, bumpin’ Snoop Dogg, blowin’ dolo
It’s like a fog machine done went off in my car yo
Pull up after all the bars close to the civilians, underground casinos
For the real ones, you would suffocate in the buildin’
Last one tried to infiltrate I think they, I’d rather not say
Money on the plate like I never ate, not a crumb finna go to waste
Chevy crates tear the Interstate up where I stay
Muscle cars do the figure eights where I play
Live from New Orleans, rollin’ weed from the Bay
RIP Nate Dogg, smoke weed everyday
Livin’ out what I say on these albums and tapes

[Bridge: Curren$y]
Yeah, act like you don’t know, Spitta and Cardo
Money and power and some more shit, we stayin’ in motion
Never will I get into no hoe shit, I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’, nigga Billy Ocean

[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Nigga whatchu know, that original dope flow
Stained glass cathedral ceilings and marble floors
Hustle hard to afford, I work for it
Sports cars I drive slow, I’ma show off
Sucka bring his hoe, he got his hoe tossed
He cried alone in his car as he drove off
Highed up as I float on, they gon’ have to call the fuckin’ coast guard, shit

[Outro: Curren$y]
Yeah never will I get into no hoe shit, nope, I’m not for it
Money and the power and some more shit
We stay in motion, never will I get into no ho shit, I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’, nigga Billy Ocean
Yeah, yeah, yeah, not for it

Curren$y – Billy Ocean Lyrics

February 25, 2018Azlyrics

[Intro: Curren$y]
Yeah
Everybody should have their joints lit
Yeah
Roll another one up while I’m smoking
Keep it going
Money and the power and some more shit
Yeah
Yeah

[Hook: Curren$y]
Roll another one up while I’m smoking
Keep it going
Money and the power and some more shit
We staying in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floatin’
Mother fuckin’ Billy Ocean

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
You can act like you don’t know
Spitta and Cardo
Bullet proof German coupe car doors close
Take photos
Car shows in my lo-lows
My sixty-four ride slow bumping Snoop Dogg
Blowing dolo
Its like a fog machine done went off in my car yo
Pull up after all the bars close
To the civilians
Underground casinos for the real ones
You would suffocate in the building
Last one tried to infiltrate I think they
I’d rather not say
Money on the plate like I never ate
Not a crumb finna go to waste
Chevy crates tear up the interstate where I stay
Muscle cars do the figure eights where I play
Live from New Orleans, rolling weed out the Bay
RIP Nate Dogg, smoke weed everyday
Living out what I say
On these albums and tapes

[Bridge: Curren$y]
Yeah
Act like you don’t know
Spitta and Cardo
Money and power and some more shit
We staying in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floating
Nigga
Billy Ocean

[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Nigga whatchu know
That original dope flow
Stained glass cathedral ceilings and marble floors
Hustle hard to afford, I work for it
Sports cars I drive slow, Imma show off
Sucka bring his ho, his ho tossed
He cried alone in his car as he drove off
High up as I float on
They gon’ have to call the fuckin’ coast guard
Shit

[Outro: Curren$y]
Yeah never will I get into no ho shit
Nope, I’m not for it
Spitta and Cardo
Money and the power and some more shit
We stay in motion
Never will I get into no ho shit
I’m not for it
Stay golden, frozen, floating
Nigga
Billy Ocean
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Not for it

G-Eazy – Eazy (At VEVO) (Live)

December 24, 2017Azlyrics

[Hook]
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone (yeah)
Easy, easy (talkin’ to my younger self)
Pull out your heart to make the being alone

[Verse 1]
Dear Gerald, you’re fourteen years and a truant
You’re trying to find your place, and figure out where you fit
You’re finna start rappin’ with a kid you went to school with
But, more on that later, right now you’re going through it
See, you’re going to have to prove that you ain’t soft and you’re not stupid
And you gon’ have to scrap with some kids that you ain’t cool with
You got a short temper, just be careful when you lose it
You wanna be the man, but it’s gon’ take some time to prove it
You’ll fall in love, but she’s gon’ break your heart and put you through it
Fuck falling for that bullshit, you gon’ fall in love with music
You’re finna get arrested, almost fuck around and lose it
Spend days in juvy standing at the window, looking through it
Nothing in life is promised, not even free-time is
So, only chase dreams, and only chase commas
Won’t happen on its own, trust, trust, we’ve been through it

[Pre-Hook]
If it was easy, everyone would do it
This game is not…

[Hook]
Easy, easy (Eazy)
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone

[Spoken]
I mean, I was fucking up
I was seventeen, I was eighteen, just doing dumb shit
My moms made me move to New Orleans and shit, I went to school down there on a scholarship
I finally got my shit together, I started taking music seriously
Then it started to kinda pop off a little bit, almost

[Verse 2]
Dear Gerald, 21, you think you’ve got it figured out
Got a big head from them labels trying to bring you out
‘Til they passed on you, they ain’t see what they was missing out
On, that flight home gave you some shit to think about
Scrambling trying to figure out, went back to the drawing board
Know they say rejection’s only supposed to make you want it more
But, no lie, you contemplating quitting, walking out the door
But, what the fuck you supposed to do? This is all you’re living for
Really it was that and Dev, that was all you had
Paying rent by engineering other rappers at the pad
Barely getting by, hella broke, you was doing bad
Then “These Things Happened”, you finally seen a bag
You drove down the highway, a fork in the road
A normal life with her, or going for broke?
I seen an open lane and I drove straight through it

[Pre-Hook]
If it was easy, everyone would do it
This game is not…

[Hook]
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone

[Spoken]
I literally sold all my shit
I moved out of my place in New Orleans
I was bouncing around, living out of a suitcase
Crashing on friends’ couches
Living at air B&Bs and hotels
Trying to make the album
Trying to make When It’s Dark Out
If I could take it there, that’d be great

[Verse 3]
Dear Gerald, life changed since you dropped your second album
And Me, Myself & I just went 7x Platinum
Toured around the world, damn, you really had ‘em
But now you’re 27 and it’s time to be a legend
Back when it all started, grinding hard on that promo tour
Tired from the night before and the night before and the night before
Fuck it, tomorrow, gotta fly some more
Don’t complain, this is what you signed up for
You’re working for your family, managers, agents
They all want something different from you, tell them all patience
But, this one’s on you, the lonely quest of greatness
Been trying to be famous, been trying to be A-list
When you arrive, it will appear as if there’s nothing to it
But, you planted the seeds and you grew it
There’s people taking credit for success that they had nothing to do with

[Pre-Hook]
If it was easy, everyone would do it
This game is not…

[Hook]
Easy, easy (Eazy)
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone

[Spoken]
So now you’re here
What you gon’ do with it?
You know?

[Verse 4]
Make no mistake, listen it’s the life that I was chosen for
All I prayed for was an open door
I’ve been rich, I’ve been broke before
I’ve seen the floor
You try to put me in a box, I’ll box out like Okafor
And fuck being indecisive now I’m so for sure
And fuck Trump, it’s like “What the fuck we voted for?”
And most of y’all should probably party less and focus more
And if that line resonates, you’re probably who I wrote it for
Where will I go from here? "IDK"
They want me to architect Rome, in a day
Juice knew I was greatness when he looked at me
Right away, I’ve made platinum records that’ll never see the light of day
This is what the whole world’s been waiting for
The crowd’s jumping, going dumb till they break the floor
Come take a walk inside my mind, come and take a tour
I’m really not playing, what the fuck you take me for?

[Hook]
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy, easy
Pull out your heart to make the being alone
Easy
Easy
Easy

Lil Wayne – Blackin Out (feat. Euro)

December 23, 2017Azlyrics

[Intro: Lil Wayne]
Six shit
Ay yah yah yah yah yah yah yah
Six nigga, Dedication six niggas
Six nigga, six nigga, Dedication six niggas
Six nigga, sick nigga, sick six shit nigga

[Verse 1: Euro + Lil Wayne]
I hear y’all new shit and I cringe (I cringe)
Your girlfriend likes me and my friends (My friends)
If we hit it, that oui is not French (Not French)
I’m anti-social, pardon my tints (My tints)
We left eleven, not 11 AM (Yeah)
Raw papers full of peas, cups full of mayhem (Yeah)
We all wavy, I’m just sort of on a different wavelength (Yeah)
See they more like superstars, I’m more like Super Saiyans
Bein’ the greatest ever is my destiny skills
Since a child, I focused on my Cali b [?] and Michelle (Okay)
Sittin’ back, getting head from Mademoiselle
Tryna’ put every ghetto kid with a dream in my will
Dedicated to you to you for the 6th time, killed it on 5th one
Now they say I’m big time
While them niggas skipped lunch,I learned how to skip lines
I learned how to kick, punch, power through to get mine
Used to fuck with Sega, my uncle had a pasia
I knew this drug king-pin that tried to run for Mayor (skrt!)
Posted on the back-blocks talking player-player
If she bad and I am greata’, get her unlimited data
They tryna’ build a wall, man my dogs gon’ hate that shit
And build underground railroads, so the Maybachs fit, yeah
We in the game but we don’t play that shit
Cover your soul before they take that shit
Young

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Right nigga, wrong nigga, dope nigga, ill nigga
Rich nigga, polo nigga, house bigga’ bills
Bigga’ sick nigga, hill nigga, lit nigga, chill nigga
Racks nigga, real bigga’, Shaq bigga’, lil’ nigga
Facts nigga, trill nigga, tax nigga, still nigga
Coke on coke nigga, slopes nigga, hills nigga, joke nigga
No nigga, clip figure, quick trigger, thick strippers
I ain’t into stick figures, make signals, O.J. with the brick
Nigga run through the white
Nigga, O.J. on my wrist, nigga that’s Sunny D-Light
Nigga, diamonds in my teeth, Shawty like the pearly whites
Nigga, straight from New Orleans, like a plate of dirty rice
Nigga, bought a lot of art, and I bought a lot to snort, hey
Beat around her bush, right up there we beat the court case
Talkin’ boutta a war, that’s a convo’ at the bar, wait
Drugs in the Broncos start the motherfuckin’ Huss race
I take off fom Urden, take your bitch up into MySpace
I tell her keep her mouth shut
And if not I got some Scottish tape
Gotta keep the lock-safe, referring to the safe-lock
The shells fallin’ to the ground, shakin’ make you do the James Brown
I still wear the same crown, light-skin or light-brown
I still dick her right down, hit her with the pipe bounce
Some niggas like flight crowns
Some niggas like to fight vessels
Some niggas got the right time, if you’re asking me
I say "Time will tell"
Some niggas think they icons, some bitches think that I cast em’
Niggas got an iPhone, some niggas had a SkyTel
Niggas really pythons, I’m watching out for myself
Tattoos, black skin, red eyes, blonde hair
Lyin’ here, lookin’ like "aww, yeah", lawn chair
Chop right off a Con air land it on the Timeshare
I will, Versace eye-wear, feelin’ like top shelf
Cool is two L’s and rock bells, hot as Scottsdale
Bombshell

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Blackin’ out, blackin’ out, we on the drugs
Blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out
All the guns, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, black-black-blackin’ out
On the run, actin’ out, actin’ out, actin’ out, actin’ out (Bow!)
Yeah, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, we on the drugs
Blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, blackin’ out
All the guns, blackin’ out, blackin’ out, black-black-blackin’ out
On the run, actin’ out, actin’ out, actin’ out
That’s some slick shit

G-Eazy – Eazy Lyrics

December 16, 2017Azlyrics