Black Eyed Peas – Wings lyrics



When I saw you in my dream
You wore the crown, you were my king
I hope you know you are my everything (everything, everything)
You are the wind under my wings
I’m in the clouds, you take me high (high, high, high, high, high)
You make me float, you make me fly (fly, fly, fly, fly, fly)
I hope you know you are my paradise (paradise)

[Chorus: Nicole Scherzinger]
And this is how it sounds when I’m walking on the sky
Du du du du-du du du
Du du du du du-du du du
Du du du du-du du du
Du du du du du-du du du
Du du du du-du du du
Boy this love is like a dream
You are the wind under my wings

[Verse 1: will.i.am & Nicole Scherzinger]
Hey bae, you know you got me
OD when I rock your body all night (yeah)
Over time girl, we go OT
You love my D-I-C what you like? (yeah)
Double tap when I saw you on site
You put me in a spell, check you’re my type (yeah)
You’re the kinda chick that I like (yeah)
You’re the kinda chick that I like (yeah)
Hey bae, come tease me, please me
I make you my side piece and my wife (yeah)
Freakin’, then take it easy
Hop in my cockpit, we gon’ take flight (yeah)
When I go down you in paradise
Feelin’ that trill o’ high, so don’t be ‘fraid of heights

[Chorus: Nicole Scherzinger]
And this is how it sounds when I’m walking on the sky
Du du du du-du du du
Du du du du du-du du du
Du du du du-du du du
Du du du du du-du du du
Du du du du-du du du
Boy this love is like a dream
You are the wind under my wings

[Verse 2: apl.de.ap & Nicole Scherzinger]
Hey bae, you got what I need
I like it when you on me all day (yeah)
Hey bae, I’m planting my seed
Then 39 weeks, she’ll have my baby (what?)
Lately I’ve been thinking ‘bout baby name
But maybe I’m crazy (yeah)
Let’s take it slow, like John Legend’s set (yeah)
Let’s take it slow like John Legend’s set (yeah)
Me and you could take a time
Watch the years and days and hours pass by (yeah)
Hey bae, you got the hourglass type sh**
That’ll make me say “my oh my” (yeah)
Hey bae I love the way you sound
So when we be gettin’ down, you make me feel high

[Chorus: Nicole Scherzinger]
And this is how it sounds when I’m walking on the sky
Du du du du-du du du
Du du du du du-du du du
Du du du du-du du du
Du du du du du-du du du
Du du du du-du du du
Boy this love is like a dream
You are the wind under my wings

[Bridge: sample]
Bring that beat back, bring that beat back
Bring that beat back, bring that beat back
Y’all wanna hear that beat, right?
Two, two, three, four, hit it!

[Verse 3: will.i.am]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, imma let the beat rock
Check it out, [?]
This is my move
I like how you move
You like how I put my needle in you (move)
I take your blues away with this tune that I wrote just for you (move)
We up in that bed, your head’s in ‘dem clouds when I enter you (ooh)
When I enter you (ooh)
When I enter you (move)
Imagine me loving you passionly, making your fantasies true (move)
Imagine me killing the pun-, love fagality, ooh (move)
Imagine us, pictures fabulous, when I zoom in on you (ooh)
When I zoom in, zoom in on you (ooh)
When I zoom in, zoom in on you (ooh)

[Pre-Chorus: Nicole Scherzinger]
When I saw you in my dream
You wore the crown, you were my king
I hope you know you are my everything
You are the wind under my wings
I’m in the clouds, you take me high
You make me float, you make me fly
I hope you know you are my paradise

[Chorus: Nicole Scherzinger]
And this is how it sounds when I’m walking on the sky



Jessie Reyez – Imported lyrics



[Verse 1 – Jessie Reyez]
Hi, my name is Doesn’t Matter
I like making bad decisions
Let’s wake up like nothing happened
If we do it, say we didn’t
If your friends ask if you hit it
You can tell them, I’ll admit it
I wear that shit like a badge
‘Cause I know that I got that kitty

[Chorus – Jessie Reyez]
You, you’re in love with somebody else
Maybe I could offer some help
Get over them by getting under me
But you might OD if you get too much of me
OD if you get too much of me
OD if you get too much of me, yuh

[Verse 2 – Jessie Reyez]
Hi, my name is not important
I’m not from here, I’m imported
I drink liquor like it’s water
Hope my liver can afford it
I’ve been lying here [?]
I’ve been lying here, I’ll be lying here
I’m under the covers
Like what happened here ain’t nothing sacred
Shit that got me fucked up is
I know that dude just saw me naked
Not interested in a broken heart
But who’d a thought it’d take me ages
I ended up here ’cause my girls said
“Fake it ’til you make it”

[Chorus – Jessie Reyez]
You, you’re in love with somebody else
Maybe I could offer some help
Get over them by getting under me

[Verse 3 – JRM]
Hi, my name is not important
I’m not from here, I’m imported
I drink liquor like it’s water
Hope my liver can afford it
Marvin type of healing
Got you all up in your feelings
Staring at the ceiling
Like, “I hope he still here in the morning”
You under the covers
Like what happened here ain’t nothing sacred
I can tell you fucked up over
Someone else you can’t replace, and
You finally realized
That broken love just ain’t worth saving
You tryna lick the wounds
But someone’s not reciprocatin’

[Chorus – JRM (& Jessie Reyez)]
You, you’re in love with somebody else
(You’re in love with somebody else)
Well, maybe I could offer some help
(Maybe I could offer some help)
Get over them by getting under me
But you might OD if you get too much of me
OD if you get too much of me, uh
Get over him by getting under me
But you might OD if you get too much of me

[Chorus – Jessie Reyez & JRM]
‘Cause you’re in love with somebody else
Well, maybe I could offer some help
Get over them by getting under me
But you might OD if you get too much of me
Might OD if you get too much of me
Get over him by getting under me
But you might OD if you get too much of me

[Outro – Jessie Reyez]
OD if you get too much of me
I’d OD if you get too much of me
OD if you get too much of me

Juice WRLD – Numb The Pain Lyrics

[Chorus]
I’ve been feelin’ needy, this love shit ain’t easy
You’ve been all on my mind, I’ve been barely breathin’
Had a panic attack, I thought you were leavin’
And I thought you, text message turn green
Damnit, had to OD, tryna numb the pain
You was in my hotel room, finna run away
Prolly gonna slit my wrists if I don’t see you every day
I think I’m obsessed, girl there’s gotta be a better way

[Verse]
I’m willin’ to die for this shit, suicide love
I’m to high for this shit, doin’ my drugs
If you ever leave, they gon’ find me in a pool of my blood
That should tell you how much I love ya
Would you ever die for this, my suicide love?
You’re to high for this, she took all of my drugs
Now I’m in a trance, off the xans, tryna double my cup
So much for bein’ sober
If we break up, that’s a bad dream, I won’t wake up from
Back to the sadness, and sleepin’ by my lonesome
Wait, it feel like I’m bout to throw up
Sit down, stay awhile, girl don’t say that it’s over

[Chorus]
I’ve been feelin’ needy, this love shit ain’t easy
You’ve been all on my mind, I’ve been barely breathin’
Had a panic attack, I thought you were leavin’
And I thought you, text message turn green
Damnit, had to OD, tryna numb the pain
You was in my hotel room, finna run away
Prolly gonna slit my wrists if I don’t see you every day
I think I’m obsessed, girl there’s gotta be a better way

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
I’ve been feelin’ needy, this love shit ain’t easy
You’ve been all on my mind, I’ve been barely breathin’
Had a panic attack, I thought you were leavin’
And I thought you, text message turn green
Damnit, had to OD, tryna numb the pain
You was in my hotel room, finna run away
Prolly gonna slit my wrists if I don’t see you every day
I think I’m obsessed, girl there’s gotta be a better way

Juice WRLD – Taskforce Lyrics

[Chorus]
Take off, fast four
In a black Porsche
Whippin’ all the white, even though I’m a black boy
Tay Cruz, flexin’ on your crew, steroids
She lookin’ at us, like I love them boys
Take off, fast four
In a black Porsche
Whippin’ all the white, even though I’m a black boy
Tay Cruz, flexin’ on your crew, steroids
Lookin’ at us, like damn I love them boys

[Verse 1]
Pull up Taskforce, in a four door
Choppa on my hip, it’s heatin’ up like human torch
If I catch him I’ma score, wait
Hit the floor
Then I take his whore, in that order
Bought a bunch of Gucci frames, that cost about a quarter
25k not 25 cents bitch, oh yeah
Big gun make a nigga walk with a limp bitch, oh yeah
I still wear bathin’ ape, no chimp bitch, oh yeah
Everyday I poor, lean
Need some more
Broke niggas, askin’ the cost I tell em a quarter
25, no not 25 cents bitch, oh yeah
25 Pints cost 25 bricks bitch, oh yeah

[Chorus]
Take off, fast four
In a black Porsche
Whippin’ all the white, even though I’m a black boy
Tay Cruz, flexin’ on your crew, steroids
She lookin’ at us, like I love them boys
Take off, fast four
In a black Porsche
Whippin’ all the white, even though I’m a black boy
Tay Cruz, flexin’ on your crew, steroids
Lookin’ at us, like damn I love them boys

[Verse 2]
Need a beautiful girl, No Sean Kingston
Life of a lonely boy, all these hoes tweakin’
She gon’ suck me in the back of the Porsche, then she leavin’
Hit her pussy good, I’m a hit then repeat
Hit it 3 times, call the shit 3-Peat
I’ve been xan free, almost been 3 weeks
Still on beans, still on percs, still on Codeine
She say coke, ain’t a joke
She get nose bleeds
She finna OD, Don’t call the police
Pray the drugs don’t take her home, yeah
Say that she ok, but she not ok
Molly takin’ over her soul
Another love goes down the drain, where it belongs
Another love goes, where the drugs go

[Chorus]
Take off, fast four
In a black Porsche
Whippin’ all the white, even though I’m a black boy
Tay Cruz, flexin’ on your crew, steroids
She lookin’ at us, like I love them boys
Take off, fast four
In a black Porsche
Whippin’ all the white, even though I’m a black boy
Tay Cruz, flexin’ on your crew, steroids
Lookin’ at us, like damn I love them boys

Mr. Probz – Space For Two (R3HAB Remix) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
She set my ’94 four door Ford on fire today
So I took her favorite pair of diamond earrings and I pawned them away
So she walked in the kitchen full of dishes and she broke every plate
She might be the death of me, but I wouldn’t have it any other way

[Pre-Chorus]
She might be my cocaine
She might be my rehab
And I ain’t tryna OD
But she’s going to make me relapse, yeah

[Chorus]
But if crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two
And I know it’s messed up but I can’t get enough of you
It don’t matter what we say, it don’t matter all the things we do
If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two

[Drop]

[Verse 2]
She called my boss and she told him I ain’t coming in to work no more
So I changed every lock on every door before she got home
If I would get a dime every time she wanna go through my phone
She might be the death of me but I know I could never leave her alone

[Pre-Chorus]
She might be my cocaine
She might be my rehab
And I ain’t tryna OD
She’s going to make me relapse, yeah

[Chorus]
But if crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two
And I know it’s messed up but I can’t get enough of you
It don’t matter what we say, don’t matter all the things we do
If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two

[Drop]
It don’t matter what we say, don’t matter all the things we do
If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two

Mike G – Sortie Lyrics

[Verse 1: OG Maco]
’06 broke shit, quarters in my denim then
Haven’t seen the field yet, I was still a citizen
Piss poor, rich dreams
’07 switched it up
Oh what a lick brings
I was selling DVDs
Pouring O’s in [?]
Nokia phone, switch ’em out before the bill back
2014 might’ve [?] cap
[?] like Optimus
Roadrunner meetings only talking if it’s profiting
Forever fuck the opposites
Legend like the Loch Ness
Colder than them coffins get
I done changed the whole gang
Mind blown like Cobain
Now it’s all the same thing
Dyed hair, weird name
[?] like autobond
Speeding in my own lane
Bullet train light speed
[?] how the nights be
Early where the flights leave
60K in Shanghai
Barcelona cookies gumbo
Rolling til my brain fried
Whole verse all true, I ain’t told a damn lie
Big fish, big pond
Small problem, big gun
762’s on the troops with the big drum
2018 movie seats to pay the bills for
Desperado [?]

[Hook: Papo]
Yeah we ride out, ride out
Ooh we bout to slide
Don’t try to hide now, hide now
Remember what you said
Don’t lose your pride now
Because you see them semi’s and them 9’s out
Boy we bout to ride out, ride out, ride out
Yeah we ride out, ride out
Ooh we bout to slide
Don’t try to hide now, hide now
Remember what you said
Don’t lose your pride now
Because you see them semi’s and them 9’s out
Boy we bout to ride out, ride out, ride out

[Verse 2: Mike G]
How I do it, yeah
Stay with the business but I’m street fluent
Women was sleeping on me
And now I’m selling dreams to ’em
Director pick up your set, I get the scene moving
[?] French inhale until we speak fluent
I was wilding when that first check hit, I was overseas
That went to a Porsche, some clothes, weed, and lawyer fees
OD hoping y’all would catch it like the common cold
Without me this whole thing would’ve fell apart some time ago
Paid the cost for slacking off
What made me think that was cool?
I was failing classes and my pops was teaching at the school
My shit’ll never be the same
We not on the same page
Long hair, real name
Went to Crenshaw and [?]
Niggas robbing Rolex chains
My side kick got better aim
We broke down the whole thing
From whatever we brought inside
They shot big homie D Money, he had to white G35
And we strive to survive knowing we won’t leave alive

[Hook: Papo]
Yeah we ride out, ride out
Ooh we bout to slide
Don’t try to hide now, hide now
Remember what you said
Don’t lose your pride now
Because you see them semi’s and them 9’s out
Boy we bout to ride out, ride out, ride out
Yeah we ride out, ride out
Ooh we bout to slide
Don’t try to hide now, hide now
Remember what you said
Don’t lose your pride now
Because you see them semi’s and them 9’s out
Boy we bout to ride out, ride out, ride out

DJ ESCO – Showed You Lyrics

[Intro: Future]
DJ EscoMoeCity
Yeah

[Chorus: Young Thug]
All my life I showed you
Ran it up on you and showed you
Yeah I put ice on you, I glowed you
Yeah, your partner them get rolled too
I was taught to get that stick and go and bleed on them
Nigga came straight from the bottom now I got m&ms
And these niggas don’t want no smoke I see police and them dog
And all my life I’m supposed to show you and show you

[Verse 1: Future]
Pockets stretched out like I got a barrel on me
I’m so Pluto, out of reach, can’t come close to me
YSL, breathing air, boy I bleed with them
Gun smoke in the air
Blow that heat with them
All my life I been a hustler and I showed you
I got 10 whips outside and they showed you
I put a Rover in the pot and took it global
I get a whip [?] out come fully loaded
I got some money, bought medallions
That bitch so bad we call her stallion
Gotta put more zips inside the styrofoam
Fucked up your budget on one stone
You get so rich they try to treat you like a outsider
I ran it up, they try to find a way to criticize it
[?], juug and take it and I forgot about it
I became a legend in the streets there ain’t no spit around me

[Chorus: Young Thug]
All my life I showed you
Ran it up on you and showed you
Yeah I put ice on you, I glowed you
Yeah, your partner them get rolled too
I was taught to get that stick and go and bleed on them
Nigga came straight from the bottom now I got m&ms
And these niggas don’t want no smoke I see police and them dog
And all my life I’m supposed to show you and show you

[Verse 2: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
And all my life I run it up nigga that’s my paper
Get the fuck up out my face before I violate you
All the pretty bitches love me I can not blame ’em
I would love me too but still I can not save ’em
I heard the niggas talking crazy, acting wild gangsta
I got some niggas right beside me that’ll violate ya
I got the .30 on me, tucked, I call that my baby
I only hit her up to bust, but still that’s my baby
And I’m like ooh I ain’t here to talk I came to fuck you
I know you just wanna have fun ooh
Well I got a plug with me, yeah
And I got a thug with me, yeah
And he got a drum on him like, ooh
Nigga wit a hoodie and a gun, ooh
I know you don’t wanna be the one, ooh
Oh it’s a dub for ’em, yeah
Put up a dub in ’em, yeah
Came out the mud on ’em, yeah

[Chorus: Young Thug]
All my life I showed you
Ran it up on you and showed you
Yeah I put ice on you, I glowed you
Yeah, your partner them get rolled too
I was taught to get that stick and go and bleed on them
Nigga came straight from the bottom now I got m&ms
And these niggas don’t want no smoke I see police and them dog
And all my life I’m supposed to show you and show you

[Verse 3: Dej Loaf]
Mm, let me hide your sulf mm
Know a nigga with a nose ring
Now we’re sitting in the nose bleeds
I showed you and you show me
It’s time to feed my whole team
If you’re starving you don’t know me
Take care of my mother, brother, all my nieces, aunties
To spend your cap, no cap, no Don C
I ain’t the type to call the police
He lick the pussy with the codeine
The only time I let him OD
Die for me

[Chorus: Young Thug]
All my life I showed you
Rand it up on you and showed you
Yeah I put ice on you, I glowed you
Yeah, your partner them get rolled too
I was taught to get that stick and go and bleed on them
Nigga came straight from the bottom now I got m&ms
And these niggas don’t want no smoke I see police and them dog
And all my life I’m supposed to show you and show you

Mr. Probz – Space For Two

[Verse 1]
She set my ’94 four door Ford on fire today
So I took her favorite pair of diamond earrings and I pawned them away
That’s when she walked in the kitchen full of dishes and she broke every plate
She might be the death of me, but I wouldn’t have it any other way

[Pre-Chorus]
She might be my cocaine
She might be my rehab
And I ain’t tryna OD
But she’s going to make me relapse, yeah

[Chorus]
But if crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two
And I know it’s messed up but I can’t get enough of you
It don’t matter what we say
It don’t matter all the things we do
If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two
If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two

[Verse 2]
She called my boss and she told him I ain’t coming in to work no more
So I changed every lock on every door before she got home
If I would get a dime every time she wants to go through my phone
She might be the death of me but I know I could never leave her alone

[Pre-Chorus]
She might be my cocaine
She might be my rehab
And I ain’t tryna OD
She’s going to make me relapse, yeah

[Chorus]
If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two
And I know it’s messed up but I can’t get enough of you
Don’t matter what we say
Don’t matter all the things we do
If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two
If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two

[Bridge]
She might be my cocaine
She might be my rehab
But I don’t care what anybody’s saying

She’s the pain and my medicine
The problem and my solution
But she knows I wouldn’t have it any other way

[Chorus]
If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two
And I know it’s messed up but I can’t get enough of you
It don’t matter what we say
It don’t matter all the things we do
If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two
If crazy is a place, then I hope they’ve got space for two

Chief Keef – Glory Bridge Lyrics

[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
All fly shit I used to go to school like this
Off white kicks my shoelaces say shoelaces
Orange tiger on my shirt I’m in some gucci shit
She keep lying on my dick she on some hoochie shit
We pull up in 20 Raris on some movie shit, yeah
I will never say I’m sorry to a goofy bitch, yeah
Slide up on her drop her off on my goony hit, yeah
You a dirty little thot, you little stupid bitch

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
Bitches in my phone taking space up, yeah
No I can’t be lacking got my face up, yeah
Drip more purple than a laker, yeah (esketit)
Eyes more red than a laser, yeah
Faces on me bigger than fantasias, yeah
Checks be on a bitch her name be Anastasia, yeah
You can get her back, I’m not a saviour, yeah
Rolling on your ex, Charles Xavier, yeah
I ain’t got no service call me later, yeah
Ridin right past all me haters, yeah
I done spent rope on me laces, yeah
Feds got us on they papers trynna trace us, yeah
[?]
Ball with my brodies been with them since AND1
Bitch you only you and yo friends can’t come
Motor make a hood hop, ayy J1
She know I got more sauce than A1
Supposed to be at the gathering at 1
Shawn Carter bag, I’m trynna catch one
She think I’m cute, top me quick, it was a fast one

[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
She wanted me to clean her mess but I got on Hermes, yeah
She tried to catch me on her snap before I got undressed, yeah
If I don’t pull up in no black, I’ll pull up in all red, yeah
30,000 on a rollie, my lil’ bitch a brat, yeah
I’m in my bag now I’m OD, yeah
I ain’t ever had no OG, yeah
I give money and they lowkey, yeah
Hit her once and then I proceed
And I can’t picture bein broke these days
She gave me head I told her don’t breath, ayy
If you love her nigga don’t tease, ayy
She was covered up in codeine, ayy
You a aunty you a dope fiend, ayy
Don’t get too close if you don’t know me ayy
I chill with shottas chill with proteges ayy
Red bottoms like a nosebleed, ayy

Chief Keef – Glory Bridge (feat. A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie)

[Verse One: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
All fly shit I used to go to school like this
Off white kicks my shoelaces say shoelaces
Orange tiger on my shirt I’m in some gucci shit
She keep lying on my dick she on hoochie shit
We pull up in 20 Raris on some movie shit, yeah
I will never say I’m sorry to a goofy bitch, yeah
Slide up on her drop her off on my goony hit, yeah
You a dirty little thot, you little stupid bitch

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
Bitches in my phone taking space up, yeah
No I can’t be lacking got my face up, yeah
Drip more purple than a laker, yeah (esketit)
Eyes more red than a laser, yeah
Faces on me bigger than fantasias, yeah
Checks be on a bitch her name be Anastasia, yeah
You can get her back, I’m not a saviour, yeah
Rolling on your ex, Charles Xavier, yeah
I ain’t got no service call me later, yeah
Ridin right past all me haters, yeah
I done spent rope on me laces, yeah
Feds got us on they papers trynna trace us, yeah
[?]
Ball with my brodies been with them since AND1
Bitch you only you and yo friends can’t come
Motor make a hood hop, ayy J1
She know I got more sauce than A1
Supposed to be at the gathering at 1
Shaun Carter bag, I’m trynna catch one
[?] it was a fast one

[Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
She wanted me to clean her mess but I got on Hermes, yeah
She tried to catch me on her snap before I got undressed, yeah
If I don’t pull up in no black, I’ll pull up in all red, yeah
30,000 on a rollie, my lil’ bitch a brat, yeah
I’m in my bank now I’m OD, yeah
I ain’t ever had no OG, yeah
I give money and they lowkey, yeah
Hit her once and then I proceed
And I can’t picture bein broke these days
She gave me head I told her don’t breath, ayy
If you love her nigga don’t tease, ayy
She was covered up in codeine, ayy
You a aunty you a dope fiend, ayy
Don’t get too close if you don’t know me ayy
I chill with shottas chill with proteges ayy
Red bottoms like a nosebleed, ayy

Word of mouth – Shotta Spence lyrics

Lyrics Shotta Spence – WOrd of mouth

Shotta Spence
Von Vuai
Take no talk from no boy
I’ll never live on my knees, I’m dying on my feet
I’ll never flee never flee.(word of mouth)

Everywhere I step I’m stepping with precision
Move in silence, all you hearing is the crickets
Spirit of Malcolm X, by any means I’m getting
Stirring the pot up ’til my wrist bone get to clicking
Stomach is growling, it sound like a hoopty engine
I’m praying to God but my actions ain’t so Christian
Gimme the throat, I don’t need no lip service from bitches
I told the b***h stop using your teeth, that’s cannibalistic
Work it work it ooh, pulling up on you versuri-lyrics.info
Where you at, give me your longitude and latitude
This a fucking coupe, ain’t no room for you
Tell your friends you gotta Uber back to the zoo
I’m a warrior, got some shooters on my team
I’m a player for life, bitches hanging off my jeans
Know I did some people wrong but that’s how it had to be
Lord lord lord, save some room for me.

Watch out
Gucci Timberlands, I slip my feet in them
2008 Bape and APC denim
Feel my palms itching like they got fleas in them
When I get them Rollies believe I’m freezin’ them
Ball out little homie, ball it out
Call out fake hustlers, call ’em out
Put your guard up, ain’t no time to talk it out
How do I know where you live, hmm, word of mouth
I might OD, might OD off this mighty weed
You take a pull you gon’ go, that’s some gasoline
You can count on me to count the green while they counting sheep
You want surf and turf, I’m too cheap, you get Mickey D’s
You know that your boys witcha, if they gon’ bleed witcha
If they get money witcha, if they don’t chief swishers
And they not team switching, whenever the plot thickens
And they would rather take a sentence ‘fore they start snitching
Wanna know who done got my homie shot
That s**t tied my gut in knots
Pull up on that pus*yclaat, put his face to the curb and stomp
Life is short and then you’re gone, so I keep my money long
Reason why I wrote this song, reason why I’m stunting on ’emmm.
Shotta Spence lyrics
Video mouth

Omega Crosby – And I lyrics

[Chorus]
And I drank, and she smoke
And I drank, and she smoke
And I drank, and she smoke
And I drank, and she smoke

[Verse 1]
Poppin tags at the mall like I’m tryna break a record
Man all we light is fire ain’t nobody in the section
Aye when we ride byyy, I’m goin menace
I don’t wanna fuck wit them, cuz I don’t fuckk wit bitch niggas

Yea we in the trends, we some fuckin trend setters
Everything is sweet, sweet like a love letter
Got me flossin on yo hoe, make my teeth hurt
Now she twerkin so hard it make her feet hurt

Back to the money like my name is Mr. lotto
Run up on a nigga like we playin Grand Theft Auto
I can’t feel my face cuz my drank too cold
Ex bitch just called, put that bitch on hold

Yea you know I love to mix the grape with the codeine
Jesus piece on me prayin that i don’t OD
Heater on me we don’t stay with the drammy
I’m a muthafuckin zombie

[Chorus]
And I drank, and she smoke
And I drank, and she smoke
And I drank, and she smoke
And I drank, and she smoke

[Verse 2]
Yea I mix it up, mix it up like Vegeto
Yea I over did it please call me king veto
Flip it, buy it back thats how you sell a kilo
Yea I’ma get her tho, keep it on the D-lo

Yea we in the trends, we some fuckin trend setters
Now I’m light headed, light somethin like a feather
D-S-Ervy certified nuthin better
Got that prime on me you can see it sparkin when i step up

Please, I don’t need a hoe on the payroll
Plug in the south, I can get it for da lay low
Gotta fit the pieces to the puzzle like a lego
All i see is colors, yea somethin like a rainbow

Uhh, the sky is the limit
I’m starin at the clouds like im bout to die in it
Copped a new whip just to sit high in it
Got a foreign chick and she bout to get high in it

[Chorus]
And I drank, and she smoke
And I drank, and she smoke
And I drank, and she smoke
And I drank, and she smoke

FRENCH MONTANA – No Pressure lyrics

You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no

[Verse 1: French Montana]
I’ve been [?] 40 deep
Hundred thou blowin’ that in the OD
And that’s why I’m the best, fuck with me
‘Cause a nigga flip flop like he standin’ on the beach
Hoppin’ up stage, got my diamonds, dirty dancing
You know I work dirty, got ’em higher than [?]
Tell my other bitch I’m on my other bitch, yeah
I just do that shit to make my other bitch jealous
40 in that kush and then he whippin’ up the [?]
Every time you call, I be like, look, hold on, don’t stress
You want it? You can get it if you wanna learn your lesson

[Hook: French Montana]
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no

[Verse 2: Future]
Became friends with a dope head
To be inside the mind of a dope head
How many crimes in a dope head?
I got that one time for the dope heads
The people love the streets vs. the feds, yeah
Countin’ till your thumb numb, hell yeah
Printin’ like a money presser, hell yeah
You can smell the fragrance in the air, yeah
Put you in the loop, I make my own laws
Last six summers, we had no falls
And we still stashin’ hundreds in the brick walls
Made my dog commissary [?], no cost

[Hook: French Montana]
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no

[Verse 3: French Montana & Future]
Choppers, choppers, bang, they was lookin’ for me
Ain’t gon’ say no names, probably lookin’ for me
Choppers, choppers, bang, they was lookin’ for me
Ain’t gon’ say no names, probably lookin’ for me
Choppers, choppers, bang, he a copper, too
Ain’t gon’ say no names, he a robber, too
Choppers, choppers, bang, he a copper, too
Ain’t gon’ say no names, he a robber, too

[Hook: French Montana]
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure

(You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure…)

French Montana – No Pressure (feat. Future)

[Intro: Future]
Choppa Choppa blang, he a coppa two
Ain’t gonna see no ? He a rapper too

[Hook: French Montana]
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no

[Verse 1: French Montana]
Hopping out foreign cars 40 deep
Hundred thou blowin’ that in the OD
And that’s why I’m the best, fuck with me
‘Cause a nigga flip flop like he standin’ on the beach
Hoppin’ up stage, got my diamonds, dirty dancing
You know I work dirty, got ’em higher than [?]
Tell my other bitch I’m on my other bitch, yeah
I just do that shit to make my other bitch jealous
40 in that kush and then he whippin’ up the [?]
Every time you call, I be like, look, hold on, don’t stress me
You know ????
You want it? You can get it if you wanna learn your lesson

[Hook: French Montana]
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no

[Verse 2: Future]
Became friends with a dope head (dope head)
To be inside the mind of a dope head
How many crimes in a dope head?
I got that one time for the dope heads
The people love the streets vs. the feds, yeah
Countin’ till your thumb numb, hell yeah
Printin’ like a money presser, hell yeah
You can smell the fragrance in the air, yeah
Put you in the loop, I make my own laws
Last six summers, we had no falls
And we still stashin’ hundreds in the brick walls
Paid my dog commissary almost no cost

[Hook: French Montana]
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no

[Verse 3: French Montana & Future]
Choppers, choppers, bang, they was lookin’ for me
Ain’t gon’ say no names, probably lookin’ for me
Choppers, choppers, bang, they was lookin’ for me
Ain’t gon’ say no names, probably lookin’ for me
Choppers, choppers, bang, he a copper, too
Ain’t gon’ say no names, he a robber, too
Choppers, choppers, bang, he a copper, too
Ain’t gon’ say no names, he a robber, too

[Hook: French Montana]
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure
You don’t want no pressure, you don’t want no pressure

Joey Bada$$ – Good Morning Amerikkka (All-Amerikkkan Bada$$ Album)

[Intro]
Yeah (wake up, wake up)
Free your mind (I said wake up)
Good morning Amerikkka
Good morning Amerikkka (I said wake up)
Good morning Amerikkka
Good morning Amerikkka

[Verse]
Now, what’s freedom to you?
Let’s talk about it, take a minute, think it through
I’m all about it, but the concept seems new
The coppers still shoot us down on Channel 5 news
Lock us up for anythin’ we do to pay dues
Some of us woke while some stay snoozed
Zombies walkin’ around trippin’ over issues
The knowledge is official but it’s often misused
America my masseuse, massagin’ my back
Tryna act like, she ain’t gonna do me like Pratt
Geronimo, take a leap and lay flat
I’m down to go for my message to spread across the map
Holy cross on my back got a bullseye on it
I gotta get stoned to fulfill my moment
Oppress my oppressor, suppress the opponent
Channel my ancestor, he wouldn’t condone it
In search of the healin’ component
Said you would notice
If you took notice, but you too nosey
Time to wake up
Won’t you come and smell the hot coffee?
Stick your nose in the wrong places, one day you’ll OD
I swear the whole world owe me
I’m nothin’ close to the old me
If you never knew me, then it’s too late to be homies
Homie, say fuck what you told me
I’m ridin’ out by my lonely
Waitin’ for the day the big homie take these chains off me

[Outro]
I came from
A dream
That the black man dreamed… long ago
I’m actually a present sent to you
By your ancestors

Future – I Thank U (Hndrxx Album)

Pluto
I can see it written all over your face
You doubted me from the first day
And it never went away
So I say this

Girl I thank you, I thank you
I thank you
‘Cause you made me hustle
I thank you, I wanna thank you
‘Cause you made me hustle
I thank you, I thank you
‘Cause you made me hustle
I wanna thank you, I need to thank you
‘Cause you made me a hustler

You not a part of my destiny, I tell ya
I was just servin’ that fishscale in lobbies, yeah
This money comes faster than a mothafucka and it’s obvious
Pour some more syrup on me
Throw some more dirt on me
But I’m a never give up
Top down in the wintertime, fuck the temperature
They got it heated, now we undefeated
Comin’ so conceited, but I really need it
Eight figures, big tippers
Yacht party, a hundred strippers
Can’t record it, it’s confidential
Presidential, shout out at it to ’em
Fundamentals, keep it really simple
[?], I did for OGD
Save it up and send it OT
Makin’ mills tryna OD
I’m in the Hills tryna find peace
These Bel Air neighbors so nosy
Black Draco, got me cozy
It was perfect timing like a Rollie

Girl I thank you, I thank you
I thank you
‘Cause you made me hustle
I thank you, I wanna thank you
‘Cause you made me hustle
I thank you, I thank you
‘Cause you made me hustle
I wanna thank you, I need to thank you
You made me a hustler

Lil Durk – Mood Im In (feat. Yfn Lucci) (Love Songs For The Streets Album)

[Intro: Lil Durk]
Yeah, the type of mood I’m in, I’m on some fly shit
You know what I’m sayin’?
I feel like pourin’ up a pint, I’ma pour it up you know?
Durk and YFN Lucci yea yea

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
OD off the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
I just might go Cartier for the rest of the year
Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 grand for the Pair
Yea yea

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Perky in my system I’mma vomit
Trap goin’ crazy and they know I’m the hottest
Real gun not a emoji never shoot at comments
Six of Hi tech in my cup never wash it (yeah)
Tell them niggas (pay up)
They be for the first day of school I used to stay up
Dub bank allowed I was tryna get my J’s up
Shot my nigga Boonie he ain’t want give his J’s up
I’ve been feeling moody lately, come give me that coochie baby
Me and bro ‘nem too related, never been a groupie hater
Think I’m Fetty Wap in Chiraq, it’s a zoovie baby
The way I beat that pussy Kevin Gates, they gon’ sue me baby
(Let’s get it!)

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
OD off the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
I just might go Cartier for the rest of the year
Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 grand for the Pair
Yea yea

[Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
Walk around with yo’ car on my neck
Nigga playin’ we gon’ get his ass wacked
No Instagram but a nigga gotta check
Go get the money we was raised like that
Free my nigga Ape they gave him 10 years man
And Step comin’ home but he can’t get them years back yea
Just got a .30 totin’ standing all day
I got another .30 for ya when I get back
Oh Lord knows that I’m traumatized, the look in my eyes
Lord knows we gon’ terrorize every one of you guys
Oh Lord knows we don’t never, we don’t never put you on the news get you televised now you worldwide

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
OD off the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
I just might go Cartier for the rest of the year
Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 grand for the Pair
Yea yea

Lil Durk – Mood I’m In Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Durk]
Yeah, the type of mood I’m in, I’m on some fly shit
You know what I’m sayin’?
I feel like pourin’ up a pint, I’ma pour it up you know?
Durk and YFN Lucci yea yea

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
OD with the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year
Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt
Yea yea

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Perky in my system I’mma vomit
Trap goin’ crazy and they know I’m the hottest
Real gun not a emoji never shoot at comments
Sixty high tec in my cup never wash it (yeah)
Tell them niggas (pay up)
They be for the first day of school I used to stay up
Dub bank allowed I was tryna get my J’s up
Shot my nigga Boonie he ain’t want give his J’s up
I’ve been feeling moody lately, come give me that coochie baby
(?) too related, never been a groupie hater
Think I’m Fetty Wap in Chiraq, it’s a zoovie baby
The way I beat that pussy Kevin Gates, they gon’ sue me baby
(Let’s get it!)

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
OD with the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year
Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt
Yea yea

[Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
Walk around with yo’ car on my neck
Nigga playin’ we gon’ get his ass wacked
No Instagram but a nigga gotta check
Go get the money we was raised like that
Free my nigga Ape they gave him 10 years man
And Step comin’ home but he can’t get them years back yea
Just got a .30 totin’ standing all day
I got another .30 for ya when I get back
Oh Lord knows that I’m traumatized, the look in my eyes
Lord knows we gon’ terrorize every one of you guys
Oh Lord knows we don’t never, we don’t never put you on the news get you televised now you worldwide

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
OD with the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year
Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt
Yea yea

Lil Durk – Mood I’m In (feat. YFN Lucci)

[Intro: Lil Durk]
Yeah, the type of mood I’m in, I’m on some fly shit
You know what I’m sayin’?
I feel like pourin’ up a pint, I’ma pour it up you know?
Durk and YFN Lucci yea yea

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
OD with the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year
Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt
Yea yea

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Perky in my system I’mma vomit
Trap goin’ crazy and they know I’m the hottest
Real gun not a emoji never shoot at comments
Sixty high tec in my cup never wash it (yeah)
Tell them niggas (pay up)
They be for the first day of school I used to stay up
Dub bank allowed I was tryna get my J’s up
Shot my nigga Boonie he ain’t want give his J’s up
I’ve been feeling moody lately, come give me that coochie baby
(?) too related, never been a groupie hater
Think I’m Fetty Wap in Chiraq, it’s a zoovie baby
The way I beat that pussy Kevin Gates, they gon’ sue me baby
(Let’s get it!)

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
OD with the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year
Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt
Yea yea

[Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
Walk around with yo’ car on my neck
Nigga playin’ we gon’ get his ass wacked
No Instagram but a nigga gotta check
Go get the money we was raised like that
Free my nigga Ape they gave him 10 years man
And Step comin’ home but he can’t get them years back yea
Just got a .30 totin’ standing all day
I got another .30 for ya when I get back
Oh Lord knows that I’m traumatized, the look in my eyes
Lord knows we gon’ terrorize every one of you guys
Oh Lord knows we don’t never, we don’t never put you on the news get you televised now you worldwide

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
I might pour a pint, that’s the mood I’m in
I might fuck yo’ bitch, that’s the mood I’m in
Might post up in the trap, that’s the mood I’m in
OD with the percs, that’s the mood I’m in
I just put some water on my wrist so you can swim
I might just go Cartier for the rest of the year
Walk around like a ATM, 10 cash in my ear, 20 gram for the belt
Yea yea

Fat Joe & Remy Ma – Warning feat. Kat Dahlia (Plata O Plomo Album)

[Intro: Kat Dahlia]
War war war war war war warning fear one
War war war war war war warning fear one
War war war war war war warning fear one

[Hook: Kat Dahlia]
Warning warning when we die they wonder what if
When we die it makes vultures
Warning pick a side you’re supposed to
In exchange and I’m surviving the vultures

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
So much coke you young boys won’t believe it
Hopping off J E T S I’m Revis
Island stylin minks to the floor
(Remy Ma: To the floor? nigga what you need a stylist for?)
Before the red carpets I was into narcotics
Beat bad bitches rats and all charges
Black Gucci flip flops steppin off teak
Gotta get from round you niggas you all leech
Robbin guess it’s just my lifestyle
I know I’m wrong but the Rollie got the right dial
I mean I gotta be the greatest shot the G O D
You can’t believe how many fiends my eyes seen OD
My West coast shorty throw DUB with four fingers
Ma you a pleasant surprise like Paul Zingers
Been just wave one button like a vato
My niggas used to run through the tunnel like El Chapo

[Hook: Kat Dahlia]
Warning warning when we die they wonder what if
When we die it makes vultures
Warning pick a side you’re supposed to
In exchange and I’m surviving the vultures

[Verse 2: Remy Ma]
How dare you allow people to compare you
Better be careful cause I don’t care you
Tried to be my friend but I didn’t care to
Bob and weave ya’ll hoes like hairdos
I’m from the Boogie man why would I fear you
When you scared to death and your flunkies is scared too
Felt your heart trembling when I came near you
Beatin outta your chest I thought it would tear through
What’s your war plan they should of prepared you
I’m ready to ride on bitches or ready on gear too
They said for me to blow that I had to air you
Could of ended your career but I spared you
Seen you a frenemy I had a clear view
Now they behind me them hoes in my rear-view
Yeah they fallin on deaf ears they can’t hear you
I’m shittin on bitches where the fuck is the bathroom

[Hook: Kat Dahlia]
Warning warning when we die they wonder what if
When we die it makes vultures
Warning pick a side you’re supposed to
In exchange and I’m surviving the vultures

[Outro: Kat Dahlia]
War war war war war war warning fear one
War war war war war war warning fear one

Pink Guy – Meme Machine (Pink Season Album)

It’s gon’ get nasty
…yes

[Hook]
Meme machine
Meme machine
I’m a motherfucking meme machine
Meme machine
Meme machine
Without memes, I will die

[Chorus]
Give me the memes
I need the memes
I smell the memes
I need all the memes, the memes to survive
I need the memes
I breathe the memes
I smell the memes
I need all the memes, the memes to survive

[Verse]
They call me the meme machine
I catch the memes, I spread the memes
I eat the memes, I shit the memes
Without memes, I will die
Inhale the memes
Exhale the memes
Inject the memes into my bloodstream
There are good memes, and there are bad memes
Why has God abandoned us? (help me)
Smoke the memes, snort the memes
Take the memes until you OD
If you borrowed my memes then you owe me
A new fresh pair of memes

[Hook]
Meme machine
Meme machine
I’m a motherfucking meme machine
Meme machine
Meme machine
Without memes, I will die

[Chorus]
Give me the memes
I need the memes
I smell the memes
I need all the memes, the memes to survive
I need the memes
I breathe the memes
I smell the memes
I need all the memes, the memes to survive

Lil Durk feat. YFN Trae Pound, Hypno Carlito, Johnny Cinco & YFN Lucci – Lyrics

(Intro – Lil Durk)
You gotta watch out
You gotta watch out

(Chorus – Lil Durk & YFN Lucci)
Ay, trapping off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was poor
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kicking in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these ni**as hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bitches
You gotta watch out
From them broads and them ni**as who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah yeah uh

(Verse 1 – Johnny Cinco)
You better watch out
I just bought a new…so watch it
Go ahead and watch it, I’mma pop it
I’m in that new thing, coulda went about private
This is binoculars, we gotta
I got my doors up, I walked down and poured up
I’m shooting with the gang….with the fame, I’m a lil solider
I used to ride on the bus now I got chauffeurs
Now I got chauffeurs, pop out the poster
I used to trap with my daddy, used to get racks with my daddy
We went to Raq for away, all day
We got that pack riding 99
A pair of good you can count on em, at the door

(Chorus – Lil Durk & YFN Lucci)
Ay, trapping off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was poor
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kicking in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these ni**as hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bi**hes
You gotta watch out
From them broads and them ni**as who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah yeah uh

(Verse 2 – Hypno Carlito)
They be watching
All these diamonds got me frosty I be whipping like a holly
Bi**h I’m sorry but I can’t go after nobody
In that Rari got a barbie give me sloppy til she grinding
I’m just watching while she top me
Ni**as hating let em hate
OTF everyway, we do this on a day to day
They got you hoes like a layaway
Michael Jordan with the double fadaway
Fly ni**a, rich ni**a, I made the ways
Still catch a body if a ni**a play
Ain’t contemplating since Soldier died ain’t been the same
Get more bread, more cocaine, help that ni**a with no name
I was that ni**a with no fame
Carlito baby ain’t s**t changed
I be getting money like 10 ways
All different hustles ni**a get paid
Ni**a yeah yeah yeah

(Chorus – Lil Durk & YFN Lucci)
Ay, trapping off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was poor
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kicking in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these ni**as hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bi**hes
You gotta watch out
From them broads and them ni**as who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah yeah uh

(Verse 3 – YRN Trae)
Playing with the gang, we bring them pipes out
Yeah, tryna ride the wave you gong get wiped out
Yeah that s**t that you running it’s on me right now
You know you might just catch a clip for acting
And you know we play with pistols, we don’t fight fair
Huh call me ghetto man I’m asleep like it’s a nightmare
Clair is what I might wear
Got a ni**a car in my right ear
Now I jumped off the porshe
7.6 who can take down the horse
Yeah plug in Miami, get them bricks off the port
And I might just count a 100 thousand when I’m bored
I’m a boss they know it huh they know it

(Chorus – Lil Durk & YFN Lucci)
Ay, trapping off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was poor
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kicking in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these ni**as hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bitches
You gotta watch out
From them frauds and them ni**as who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah hey uh

Lil Durk – Watch Out Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Durk]
You gotta watch out
You gotta watch out

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
Ay, trappin’ off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was pourin’
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kickin’ in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these niggas hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bitches
You gotta watch out
From them broads and them niggas who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah yeah uh

[Verse 1: Johnny Cinco]
You better watch out
I just bought a new (?) so watch it
Go ahead and watch it, I’mma pop it
I’m in that new thing, coulda went about private
This is binoculars, we gotta (?)
I got my doors up, I walked down and poured up
I’m shootin’ with the gang, (?) with the fame, I’m a lil’ solider
I used to ride on the bus now I got chauffeurs
Now I got chauffeurs, pop out the poster
I used to trap with my daddy, used to get racks with my daddy
We went to ‘Raq for away, all day
We got that pack ridin’ 99
A pair of good you can count on ’em, at the door

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
Ay, trappin’ off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was pourin’
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kickin’ in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these niggas hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bitches
You gotta watch out
From them broads and them niggas who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah yeah uh

[Verse 2: Johnny Cinco & Hypno Carlito]
They be watchin’
All these diamonds got me frosty I be whipping like a holly
Bitch I’m sorry but I can’t go after nobody
In that ‘Rari got a barbie give me sloppy ’til she grindin’
I’m just watchin’ while she top me
Niggas hatin’ let ’em hate
OTF everyway, we do this on a day to day
They got you hoes like a layaway
Michael Jordan with the double fadaway
Fly nigga, rich nigga, I made the ways
Still catch a body if a nigga play
Ain’t contemplatin’ since Soldier died ain’t been the same
Get more bread, more cocaine, help that nigga with no name
I was that nigga with no fame
Carlito baby ain’t shit changed
I be gettin’ money like 10 ways
All different hustles nigga get paid
Nigga yeah yeah yeah

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
Ay, trappin’ off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was pourin’
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kickin’ in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these niggas hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bitches
You gotta watch out
From them broads and them niggas who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah yeah uh

[Verse 3: YRN Trae]
Playin’ with the gang, we bring them pipes out
Yeah, tryna ride the wave you gon’ get wiped out
Yeah that shit that you runnin’ it’s on me right now
You know you might just catch a clip for actin’ (?)
And you know we play with pistols, we don’t fight fair
Huh call me ghetto man I’m asleep like it’s a nightmare
(?) clair is what I might wear
Got a nigga car in my right ear
Now I jumped off the porshe
7.6 who can take down the horse
Yeah plug in Miami, get them bricks off the port
And I might just count a 100 thousand when I’m bored
I’m a boss they know it huh they know it

[Hook: Lil Durk & YFN Lucci]
Ay, trappin’ off tours
Now I get 20 for a course
This lean and this perc got me hoarse
Remember them nights I was pourin’
Remember them nights on the floor
Police was kickin’ in doors
I might OD off of a 4
Yeah yeah yeah
You gotta watch out
From these niggas hey hey
You gotta watch out
From these police and these trifling ass bitches
You gotta watch out
From them frauds and them niggas who be snitching yeah
You gotta watch out
Yeah yeah hey uh

Tory Lanez – Whats Luv (feat. Nyce) (Chixtape 4 Album)

[Intro: Tory Lanez]
New York City
We got another one
Tory Lanez the don
Whole Umbrella in here
‘Casso baby
Nyce B

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
She better know that we fuckin’ when I come through
I ain’t with the cuffin’ when I come through
I ain’t with the buggin’ when I come through
She know I’m straight thuggin’ when I come through
Tell me what’s love, when I need that
Pull it down for me shawty, lemme see that
Do that thang thang, yeah you fucking right
Leave your nigga back, I’m tryna fuck tonight
You still on the down low
Still creep on your boy, still freak on the down low
You know what I’m round for
I done came round to see you drop down on me
Do it slowly
Buss it all open like you got a slow leak
I’ve been in the streets with three or four freaks
She is so bad might need a police
Stomach on flat, ass obese
Walk oh how the fuck you got in those jeans
I just wanna touch ya, fuck ya OD
Know you got a man but this is lowkey

[Hook: Ashanti & (Tory Lanez)]
What’s love, got to do, got to do with it, babe
(what’s love, what’s love, what’s love if you got it for me babe)
What’s love, it’s about us, it’s about trust, babe
(we’re supposed to be about each other)
What’s love, got to do, got to do with it, babe
(what’s love, what’s love, what’s love if you got it for me babe)
What’s love, it should be about us, it should be about trust babe
(we’re supposed to be about each other)

[Verse 2: Nyce]
And I got two different girls on me
It ain’t easy, to get em off me
‘Cause I pull up in that light foreign
Shawty you see me, you can’t ignore it
I ain’t fucking with you dumb broads, got my dawgs, get em off
There’s a lot of bad bitches I done pissed off, did wrong, dipped off
Still a nigga mean with the wrist
She gon’ take it off, course she ain’t with the shits
That’s your girlfriend but she ain’t give a shit
Clean in this bitch and the watch on my wrist cost a key and a brick
What’s love got to do with it
I could show you just what to do with it
Come through, I’ma let you get it
And you know what I do with..

[Hook: Ashanti & (Tory Lanez)]
What’s love, got to do, got to do with it, babe
(what’s love, what’s love, what’s love if you got it for me babe)
What’s love, it’s about us, it’s about trust, babe
(we’re supposed to be about each other)
What’s love, got to do, got to do with it, babe
(what’s love, what’s love, what’s love if you got it for me babe)
What’s love, it should be about us, it should be about trust babe
(we’re supposed to be about each other)

Tory Lanez – What’s Luv lyrics

[Intro: Tory Lanez]
New York City
We got another one
Tory Lanez the don
Whole Umbrella in here
Coscto baby
Nyce B

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
She better know that we fuckin’ when I come through
I ain’t with the cuffin’ when I come through
I ain’t with the buggin’ when I come through
She know I’m straight thuggin’ when I come through
Tell me what’s love, when I need that
Pull it down for me shawty, lemme see that
Do that thang thang, yeah you fucking right
Leave your nigga back, I’m tryna fuck tonight
You still on the down low
Still creep on your boy, still freak on the down low
You know what I’m round for
I done came round to see you drop down on me
Do it slowly
Buss it all open like you got a slow leak
I’ve been in the streets with three or four freaks
She is so bad might need a police
Stomach on flat, ass obese
Walk oh how the fuck you got in those jeans
I just wanna touch ya, fuck ya OD
Know you got a man but this is lowkey

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
What’s love, got to do, got to do with it, babe
(what’s love, what’s love, what’s love if you got it for me babe)
What’s love, it’s about us, it’s about trust, babe
(we’re supposed to be about each other)
What’s love, got to do, got to do with it, babe
(what’s love, what’s love, what’s love if you got it for me babe)
What’s love, it should be about us, it should be about trust babe
(we’re supposed to be about each other)

[Verse 2: Nyce]
And I got two different girls on me
It ain’t easy, to get em off me
‘Cause I pull up in that light foreign
Shawty you see me, you can’t ignore it
I ain’t fucking with you dumb broads, got my dawgs, get em off
There’s a lot of bad bitches I done pissed off, did wrong, dipped off
Still a nigga mean with the wrist
She gon’ take it off, course she ain’t with the shits
That’s your girlfriend but she ain’t give a shit
Clean in this bitch and the watch on my wrist cost a key and a brick
What’s love got to do with it
I could show you just what to do with it
Come through, I’ma let you get it
And you know what I do with..

[Hook: Tory Lanez]
What’s love, got to do, got to do with it, babe
(what’s love, what’s love, what’s love if you got it for me babe)
What’s love, it’s about us, it’s about trust, babe
(we’re supposed to be about each other)
What’s love, got to do, got to do with it, babe
(what’s love, what’s love, what’s love if you got it for me babe)
What’s love, it should be about us, it should be about trust babe
(we’re supposed to be about each other)

Rae Sremmurd – Now That I Know lyrics

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Don’t do
EarDrummers
Don’t do
(Mike WILL Made It)

Of course I want to lie and say I don’t miss you
My bitch on the side just told me to forget you
Quit tellin’ the world that I deal with you
That’s what niggas do, that’s what niggas do
So much for a dream come true
So this is what we’ve come to?
If you want to go, fuck you

I don’t know what it is about these bitches
Maybe it’s me listenin’ to the radio
Kickin’ it with this good dope
That I chose to roll with these bad hoes
And I can’t complain
I came up, came up on y’all hoes and I’m not ashamed

Somethin’ went wrong, somethin’ went wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, somethin’ went wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, terribly wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, terribly wrong

Of course I want to lie and say I don’t miss you
My bitch on the side just told me to forget you
Quit tellin’ the world that I deal with you
That’s what niggas do, that’s what niggas do
So much for a dream come true
So this is what we’ve come to?
If you want to go, fuck you

Two middle fingers
It ain’t nothin’ to forget you
I blocked your number, can’t call my phone
And I’m with some other bitches
She a player like me
Try to leave a nigga on E
Had to keep trippin’, OD
Bounce back to the old me
I shoulda listened to the homies
Hit it then quit it then went about my fuckin’ business
But I was fuckin’ with lil momma, that was my decision
And I don’t really listen to nobody else opinion
You tell your girls you done with me
But I know you fuck with me
Cause these other niggas inconsistent
And these other niggas ain’t Jxmmi

Of course I want to lie and say I don’t miss you
My bitch on the side just told me to forget you
Quit tellin’ the world that I deal with you
That’s what niggas do, that’s what niggas do
So much for a dream come true
So this is what we’ve come to?
If you want to go, fuck you

Somethin’ went wrong, somethin’ went wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, somethin’ went wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, terribly wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, terribly wrong

Now that I know, now that I know
Now that I know, now that I know
Now that I know, now that I know
Now that I know, now that I know
(Haha, Swae Lee)
I can’t love you
I can’t love you

Rae Sremmurd – Now That I Know

Don’t do
EarDrummers
Don’t do
(Mike WILL Made It)

Of course I want to lie and say I don’t miss you
My bitch on the side just told me to forget you
Quit tellin’ the world that I deal with you
That’s what niggas do, that’s what niggas do
So much for a dream come true
So this is what we’ve come to?
If you want to go, fuck you

I don’t know what it is about these bitches
Maybe it’s me listenin’ to the radio
Kickin’ it with this good dope
That I chose to roll with these bad hoes
And I can’t complain
I came up, came up on y’all hoes and I’m not ashamed

Somethin’ went wrong, somethin’ went wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, somethin’ went wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, terribly wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, terribly wrong

Of course I want to lie and say I don’t miss you
My bitch on the side just told me to forget you
Quit tellin’ the world that I deal with you
That’s what niggas do, that’s what niggas do
So much for a dream come true
So this is what we’ve come to?
If you want to go, fuck you

Two middle fingers
It ain’t nothin’ to forget you
I blocked your number, can’t call my phone
And I’m with some other bitches
She a player like me
Try to leave a nigga on E
Had to keep trippin’, OD
Bounce back to the old me
I shoulda listened to the homies
Hit it then quit it then went about my fuckin’ business
But I was fuckin’ with lil momma, that was my decision
And don’t really listen to nobody else opinion
You tell your girls you’re done with me
But I know you fuck with me
‘Cause these other niggas inconsistent
And these other niggas ain’t Jxmmi

Of course I want to lie and say I don’t miss you
My bitch on the side just told me to forget you
Quit tellin’ them hoes, that I chill with you
That’s what niggas do, that’s what niggas do
So much for a dream come true
So this is what we’ve come to?
If you want to go, fuck you

Somethin’ went wrong, somethin’ went wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, somethin’ went wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, terribly wrong
Somethin’ went wrong, terribly wrong

Now that I know, now that I know
Now that I know, now that I know
Now that I know, now that I know
Now that I know, now that I know

J.L. – Own Thang (The Storm Deluxe Edition Album)

[Intro:]
Nodding like the stereotypist, man

[Hook:]
Shades on, tattoos
Lookin’ like I’m bad news
All black, as uzh
Baby we don’t have roofs
Gold teeth, gold chain
Like I’m in the dope gang
So heat, so flame
Bitch I do my own thang
(Bitch I do my own thang)

[Verse 1:]
Mobbed out lookin’ like a G
See me comin’, make you wanna cross the street
Crooks lookin’ odd by the police
Throw peace, buddy, probably gold teeth
All red, I’m yelling "Go Chiefs"
Cross that, all black, no priest
I can tell you ain’t had no ass, like cold seats
Uptight, so sleek, no sheep
For all this ink I got in my skin, I see you hatin’
Tryin’ to read it to see if it’s gang related
Must be linked in, questionin’ me "Where Mary J at?"
Oh you need it? I probably can navigate it
That’s beside the point, I’m with the team, nigga we made it
Pop the bottle, they wanna know where we play at
That ain’t [?], like what I see and hate to say it
Is you with it, the shit, or you need a payment?
Got my..

[Hook:]
Shades on, tattoos
Lookin’ like I’m bad news
All black, as uzh
Baby we don’t have roofs
Gold teeth, gold chain
Like I’m in the dope gang
So heat, so flame
Bitch I do my own thang
Bitch I do my own thang (Bitch)
Bitch I do my own thang (Bitch)
Bitch I do my own thang

[Verse 2:]
Mobbed out, fifty peeps deep
From 25th and 56th Street
Now with J’s on, bitches get deep
Tell homie don’t bring a chick he can’t keep
Got my shades on in the town low-key
Fuckin’ dope, you fuck around and OD
Oh your name gone? Don’t look around and blame me
I be coolin’ [in the RDV?]
Offend your or something? You hatin’ as if I got a beef
The image assumption you made, I take a label, you see
Woah now, slow down, Joe Brown, Judge Judy
Take your top off if you not a cop off duty
I-I-I’m a wanted man, I’m a wanted man
I am what I am, I do what I can
Guessin’ I’m a boss by the way I stand
Want a pic and a boss? I’ma get a thang

[Hook:]
Shades on, tattoos
Lookin’ like I’m bad news
All black, as uzh
Baby we don’t have roofs
Gold teeth, gold chain
Like I’m in the dope gang
So heat, so flame
Bitch I do my own thang
Bitch I do my own thang (Bitch)
Bitch I do my own thang (Bitch)
Shades on, tattoos
Lookin’ like I’m bad news
All black, as uzh
Baby we don’t have roofs
Gold teeth, gold chain
Like I’m in the dope gang
So heat, so flame
Bitch I do my own thang
Bitch I do my own thang (Bitch)
Bitch I do my own thang (Bitch)
Bitch I do my own thang

Futuristic – Futuristic or Die Lyrics

[Chorus (x7)]
It’s Futuristic or die, nigga

[Verse 1]
Futuristic or die, no lie
Nigga fuck with the gang or get hanged by your own tie
Skydive with no parachute
I dare a nigga or his crew to ever say he so fly
Did it by myself, know why?
Independent nigga with a really cold mind
Hit the goal line
When it’s showtime I show out, it’s sold out
Lyrics, everybody knows mine
Snow White don’t kiss hoes just bros
Niggas couldn’t see me even if they on they tiptoes
Crisp flow so cold that my lips froze
Never took shortcuts, niggas using CliffsNotes
Been broke for a minute should forget it
I’m living off of this music, I swear to God I’m a young Sean
WTF gang apparel had a Rocawear so I said I’m never sporting Sean John
Get it, got it, good
I ain’t in the hood
I’m riding around and I’m getting it with white friends
They see the kid, reckon that’s what I did
I swear that I get it in til the motherfucking night end
5’5 but I’m 9’6
Kids looking up to me because they see how I rhyme with it
I took my time perfected my only passion
No spazzing when I be rapping man I’m so out of my mind with it
I be going berzerk
Ya’ll suck, I bet your knees hurt
Like teen mom’s you’re so dumb
I’ve seen your ass with [?]
Could you get any weaker?
I kill shit and don’t try
It’s Futuristic or bungee jump with dental floss and die

[Chorus (x7)]
It’s Futuristic or die, nigga

[Verse 2]
It’s Futuristic or OD
I am not your homie, nigga
The one and only so please don’t act like you know me
I’m the truth you ain’t nothing but a phony nigga
You say you cold bro show me, nigga
Your chick wanna blow me, nigga
I’ve been rising from the bottom I got ‘em
I be the hottest on top you below me, nigga
Ya’ll cracking me up
I try not to say shit
All I do is let my damn talent show
You on stage with a whole bunch of lames cuffing the mic looking like a high school talent show
Let my talent grow
I’m the one taking these hits ain’t that a bitch
Fuck the nigga who made it, most underrated
No debating, I’m slaying your operation
You so famous and I ain’t even made it, nigga
I’m not hating or maybe I am
There’s some things I just don’t understand
Elementary lyrics that you be spitting I’m not really feeling
So please tell me how the fuck you got fans
I was in the band crowd surfing in the stands
You rapping about the liquor and moving a couple grams
But I’m rapping about my life on this mic
How I do so nice so I can take care of all of my fam, nigga
Futuristic that young dude that’s making moves without a thing to lose
Pay my dues and I bang a thing or two in this fucking booth
That’s all I do
Ask about it in the future that’s all I knew
See the benefits but I do it all for you
Or die be the line and all that’s true

[Chorus (x7)]
It’s Futuristic or die, nigga

Lil Durk – They Forgot

[Intro: Lil Durk]
Gang! Gang!
We started this shit nigga, they know
Niggas cross me, they know
Talkin’ I ain’t did shit for ’em, they know
Pussy niggas, I cut ’em off, bitch
Gang! Gang!

[Hook: Lil Durk]
I just brought a MACs and shit, couple killers is after me
Got the city on gang dick, they used to laugh at me
Had to cut a couple niggas off, and now they mad at me
Had to blow a bag on designer, I’m in the fashion scene
Mini chopper that draco catchin’ me lackin’ me
Randy give him two shots to his face, ’cause he lied to me
Rest in peace my homies, I feel like them niggas died for me
You ain’t no street nigga
You ain’t no street nigga

[Verse 1: Lil Durk]
Bitch Nigga
And I gave ’em cash, I’m a rich nigga
Before I got this fame I kept a stick nigga
And I fuck his bitch, I give her dick nigga
Now tell ’em every reason why you sick nigga
And I’m the reason why you got them bricks nigga
Sneak dissin’, catch him by himself, ain’t got a stick with him
100 thousand jewels, I call my lil’ bitch a [?] nigga
Would say I hope you OD but I don’t jinx
Pussy boy, telling everything to the pigs nigga
Talkin’ ’bout I don’t do shit for the fam, bitch I’m from the Lam
100 here, 100 thou’
Free my niggas out the jail
I’ll never rat
50K, I drop it out the sac
Bike life
Slide on that Banchee, on lil’ Meek’s ass
Nightlife
Slide to his crib, I’ma creep his ass
Left, right
3, 4 times, I’ma beat his ass
If came with us, I swear to God we’ll leave his ass

[Hook: Lil Durk]
I just brought a MACs and shit, couple killers is after me
Got the city on gang dick, they used to laugh at me
Had to cut a couple niggas off, and now they mad at me
Had to blow a bag on designer, I’m in the fashion scene
Mini chopper that draco catchin’ me lackin’ me
Randy give him two shots to his face, ’cause he lied to me
Rest in peace my homies, I feel like them niggas died for me
You ain’t no street nigga
You ain’t no street nigga

[Verse 2: Lil Durk]
Niggas in Chicago [?], them niggas is lyin’
Think about fuckin’ with mine, them niggas dyin’
Bitch got me poppin’ a Perc, I took a few a slime
Free the guys doin’ real time, 22 and 9
Even though they want 1,000 pennies, niggas won’t drop a dime
They know we fuckin’ hoes in the city
Fuck with us and never call a bitch back
I’m the nigga, follow who?
Only time I follow niggas are for Twitter
Watch this shit, go and get my own
With no asking shit
Past this shit, classic shit
I might fuck a ratchet bitch
Bitch I’m me, I can fuck for free
30K to see
Bitches mad, got ’em mad at me
People hated me
Super sauce, I’m a super boss
Killas super off
Niggas hoes, niggas super salty
And I got designer, Loubs and all
Niggas straight snitches, just to lose ’em all
Nigga what, nigga who is y’all
Bernie take ’em off!
Gang! Gang!

[Hook: Lil Durk]
I just brought a MACs and shit, couple killers is after me
Got the city all on gang dick, they used to laugh at me
Had to cut a couple niggas off, and now they mad at me
Had to blow a bag on designer, I’m in the fashion scene
Mini chopper that draco catchin’ me lackin’ me
Randy give him two shots to his face, ’cause he lied to me
Rest in peace my homies, I feel like them niggas died for me
You ain’t no street nigga
You ain’t no street nigga