Shy Glizzy – Haters Anthem Lyrics



[Intro: Shy Glizzy]
Yeah
Goddamnit man
Ayy, Young Jefe holmes
GG shit

[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
Twenty-four hours, bitch I’m rolling off a molly
In twenty-four years I never told on nobody
Oh no rap is not my job bitch, I just do it for a hobby
Them is not no rappers, it’s some gangsters in the party
And I never ever ever let these lames get close to me
‘Cause eighty percent of the time they’re never who they’re supposed to be
I rock Gosha on my body, this Rick Owens on my feet
Got a ho from down in Dallas, she rock gold all on her teeth
Oh why you worried, take a seat
Know you nervous, we can see it
We got birds, we got P’s
Bitch you know 30, you know 3
They believe anything they hear so keep your word like a G
Don’t get buried in these streets, better keep your motherfuckin’ heat

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
I was trappin’, I was trappin’, remember when I didn’t have it
I ain’t plan it, I ain’t plan it, now a nigga living lavish
Girl you the baddest, you the baddest, all them niggas wish they had it
I’m a savage, I’m a savage, make my niggas get to whackin’
I ain’t have none, ain’t have none, they looked at me like a dummy
It ain’t funny, it ain’t funny, I’m that nigga with the money
I got paper, I got power, I get pussy, get respect
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that

[Verse 2: 30 Glizzy]
I’m a trapper, he a lease, Balenciaga to the feet
Got that draco on the seat, let’s meet wherever you want to meet
Bitch I shoot you opps so weak, give you fifty rounds a piece
All I ask don’t tell on me, this for Mar, this for YC
We don’t do no scared business, you know how I’m living
If we start it we gon’ finish, pull up with them semis
Niggas started hating when I turned my name to Glizzy
And bitches really loved me when I pulled up in the Bentley

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
I was trappin’, I was trappin’, remember when I didn’t have it
I ain’t plan it, I ain’t plan it, now a nigga living lavish
Girl you the baddest, you the baddest, all them niggas wish they had it
I’m a savage, I’m a savage, make my niggas get to whackin’
I ain’t have none, ain’t have none, they looked at me like a dummy
It ain’t funny, it ain’t funny, I’m that nigga with the money
I got paper, I got power, I get pussy, get respect
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that

[Verse 3: 3 Glizzy]
I’m a real G, you be lyin’ through your teeth
Got a hundred shots on me, stay on point, fuck rollin’ deep
Need three thousand for a beat, these two thousand on my feet
Put this chopper to your face and wake you up right out your sleep
Couple thousand on a fur baby it’s cold up in the streets
Diamonds dancing like a freak, I dare a nigga play with me
Used to be broke now look at me, I know these niggas envy me
Bad bitch from Germany, girl let’s go shopping overseas

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
I was trappin’, I was trappin’, remember when I didn’t have it
I ain’t plan it, I ain’t plan it, now a nigga living lavish
Girl you the baddest, you the baddest, all them niggas wish they had it
I’m a savage, I’m a savage, make my niggas get to whackin’
I ain’t have none, ain’t have none, they looked at me like a dummy
It ain’t funny, it ain’t funny, I’m that nigga with the money
I got paper, I got power, I get pussy, get respect
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that

[Outro]
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that
You just acting like a hater ’cause you can’t get none of that



N.E.R.D & Future – 1000



[Interlude: Pharrell Williams]
Ah, ah
(Hey hey hey!) Assembling a riot
(Hey hey hey!) Chanting and circling the fires
(Hey hey hey!) Heard behavior, can’t keep it quiet
(Hey hey hey!) Kinetic energy a thousand times higher

[Verse 1: Pharrell Williams]
Holy shit it’s working, we all got in
Holy shit it’s working, now look at my friends
Holy shit it’s working, it’s bitter to the taste
Holy shit it’s working, we dancin’ in place
What goes up must come down
What goes in must come out
You surrounded, dawg, come on look around
I was in, but no not now
Holy shit it’s working, no more trail of tears
Holy shit it’s working, the prophecy is here
Holy shit it’s working, we’re wreckin’ this bih
Holy shit it’s working, one thousand percent

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
In the mirror, there’s a hero
One, zero, zero, zero

[Post-Chorus: Future]
Hey hey hey! One thou’
Git! One thou’
Hunnid, 1000
Uh, 1000

[Verse 2: Future]
My girl don’t wear shoes unless they cost over a thousand
Brand new coupe cost couple hundred thousand
Got some models in the bed and they coming by the thousand
Them young goons never sleep, they somewhere prowling
Everywhere we go they tote a chopper by the thousand
Rick Owens boots, I’m walking on a few thousand (ayy)
Champagne in the club costs thousands
We got gold by the bar, that’s thousands
Ferragamo belt will hit me for a even thousand
We can gamble right now, bet a thousand, shoot a thousand
Count the money up in all hundreds, all thousand
I’m too rich to talk if ya ain’t talking thousands

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
In the mirror, there’s a hero
One, zero, zero, zero

[Interlude: Pharrell Williams]
Ah, ah
(Hey hey hey!) Assembling a riot
(Hey hey hey!) Chanting and circling the fires
(Hey hey hey!) Heard behavior, can’t keep it quiet
(Hey hey hey!) Kinetic energy a thousand times higher

[Verse 3: Pharrell Williams]
Holy shit it’s working, I’m feeling like a saint
Holy shit it’s working, my feel sorry, can’t
Holy shit it’s working, we painted our face
Holy shit it’s working, the rainbow angst

[Refrain: Pharrell Williams]
One, zero, zero, zero
One, zero, zero, zero
One, zero, zero, zero
One, zero, zero, zero

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
In the mirror, there’s a hero
One, zero, zero, zero

[Bridge: Shay Haley]
Act, like, you don’t really hear a lot
You can pretend when you are, karma makes sure tears will drop
You’ll, be, wishing that your year will stop
It will be a thousandfold, one, zero, zero, zero, dot
Act, like, you don’t really hear a lot
You can pretend when you are, karma makes sure tears will drop
You’ll, be, wishing that your year will stop
It will be a thousandfold, one, zero, zero, zero, dot

[Refrain: Pharrell Williams]
One, zero, zero, zero
One, zero, zero, zero
One, zero, zero, zero
One, zero, zero, zero

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
In the mirror, there’s a hero
One, zero, zero, zero

[Post-Chorus: Future]
Hey hey hey! One thou’
Git! One thou’
Hunnid, 1000
Uh, 1000

Jimmy Prime – Digital Money (Bleeding Bull Album)

[Verse 1]
She don’t wan’ fuck for the minimum
She just tryna fuck with some criminals
Mobsters and bosses and generals
She not tryna give up that na na na na
For no free 99
Open your eyes and start freeing your mind
Would you try make a mil off of retail
Shed the details on real detail
Run up the digital money
Gotta keep checking the email
Where’s the females?
Too much G mails
Pull up the bag on you dumbos
Bands too big for my pants they on jumbo
Skinny jeans with the ripped holes
Think they Rick Owens, I got so many
I don’ sold plenty, I don’ pour plenty
Split my soul plenty
All for your loyalty
The family all royalty
Put my daughter in Christian Dior
Gotta keep all ten toes to the floor
I always knew I wanted more
Jimmy the young bleeding bull
Jimmy the young bleeding bull

[Chorus]
Don’t you know I try
Don’t you know how I
Care so much I die
Need you by my side
Don’t you know I try
Don’t you know how I
Care so much I die
Need you by my side

Pouya & Fat Nick – All On Me (Drop Out Of School Album)

[Hook: Fat Nick]
I know you see my foreign zoomin’, skrrtin’ down the street
I know you see these big bankrolls, they weighing out on me
All on me, all on me
I got every type of bitch from A to Z on me
I know you see my foreign zoomin’, skrrtin’ down the street
I know you see these big bankrolls, they weighing out on me
All on me, all on me
I got every type of bitch from A to Z on me

[Verse 1: Pouya]
I got everything I think I ever wanted
Baby girl I’m begging you don’t leave me lonely
Underground Underdog never a phony
Cooling in the studio, rolling dice with my homies
Life is simple when you just come fuck with me
I can make your pussy wetter than you thought that it could be
Used to be neglected, now respected overseas
My therapist said I should never roll without my G’s

[Hook: Fat Nick]
I know you see my foreign zoomin’, skrrtin’ down the street
I know you see these big bankrolls, they weighing out on me
All on me, all on me
I got every type of bitch from A to Z on me

[Verse 2: Fat Nick]
I gon’ pull up flexing, bitch I got them dicks on me
They hate on me, they envy me
I’m spending what they make in weeks
They look at me, and jealousy
Rick Owens step they cry and weep
Got a pistol tucked in packs and we gon’ hit the street
I eat these percs and got this syrup all inside of me
223 gon’ blow your brains, sweep you off your feet
Skrrt off the Rover, it’s true
Smokin’ that 93 glue
I’m richer than you, get a clue
Diamonds so wet that they drool

[Hook: Fat Nick]
I know you see my foreign zoomin’, skrrtin’ down the street
I know you see these big bankrolls, they weighing out on me
All on me, all on me
I got every type of bitch from A to Z on me

Danny Brown – Pneumonia letras

[Hook]
Made 30 bands in 30 minutes
Before I count it, I done damn near spent it
Put a brick on ya in some Rick Owens
Flow sick, nigga, call it pneumonia
I’m on ya
Made 30 bands in 30 minutes
Before I count it, I done damn near spent it
Put a brick on ya in some Rick Owens
Flow sick, nigga, call it pneumonia
I’m on ya

[Verse 1]
Old nigga came in this bitch with a new gun
Clip looking like a fucking mile long
If that shit hits you close range, ya calzone
Powder stains on my Balmain
Slurp that pussy up just like lo mein
If that coke burn my nose, I’ma complain

[Hook]
Made 30 bands in 30 minutes
Before I count it, I done damn near spent it
Put a brick on ya in some Rick Owens
Flow sick, nigga, call it pneumonia
I’m on ya
Made 30 bands in 30 minutes
Before I count it, I done damn near spent it
Put a brick on ya in some Rick Owens
Flow sick, nigga, call it pneumonia
I’m on ya

[Verse 2]
I’m smoking dope, I’m smoking dope
Got a half a pound of artichoke
Scale broke, so we eyeball it
Her titties out just like New Orleans
Mardi gras, we party hard, she off the soft
My dick head, she celebrate like the world end
And she could be my girlfriend
Only fuck her on the weekend
Momma found some racks in some dirty jeans
Told her keep the money, take ’em to the cleaners
Threesome watched how this dick came between them
Licked the clit and she did the Macarena
Crib in the forest, deer in my yard
’07, I got locked up on a charge
Now a nigga got four bank cards
Looking like a nigga gotta thank God
Going through a bag like I’m snatching purses
Half a key of raw inside my fucking verses
Like a surgeon with that scalpel, bring that track to life
Bounce that ass for that pussy, got a appetite
Geeked up, geeked up, pop a pill just like Mike and Ikes
Head sent me straight to the moon with a mac tonight
Running low on alcohol, nigga gotta make a call
Stay afloat, try not to choke

[Hook]
Made 30 bands in 30 minutes
Before I count it, I done damn near spent it
Put a brick on ya in some Rick Owens
Flow sick, nigga, call it pneumonia
I’m on ya
Made 30 bands in 30 minutes
Before I count it, I done damn near spent it
Put a brick on ya in some Rick Owens
Flow sick, nigga, call it pneumonia
I’m on ya

[Outro]
I’m smoking dope, I’m smoking dope
Got a half a pound of artichoke
Scale broke, so we eyeball it
Her titties out just like New Orleans