Summrs – Ball Family Lyrics

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[Intro]
(Desire)

[Chorus]
You showed me something I never seen before
I was playing around, I was letting up, I had to get back in my zone
And don't think I'm on what these other niggas on
She tryna keep up with my life, she said it seem like I'm always in another timezone
I ain't flaking baby girl, I'm sipping baby girl, stop tripping baby girl, you gotta know what I'm on

[Verse]
Bro just scored an 8 of Tris and it got me feeling up, I feel like I'm in my zone
We them boys that ride AMG's with the heated seats with a Glock 9 and a .223, what you on? (Haha)
My lil' brother crazy, he just got his license, that nigga out his top, he already tryna go see what the hoes on (Yeah)
Daddy said slow down with all that drank, hе used to sip it too, he already know what's going on
I'm praying for my mama, shе just lost her mama, I can't even feel or imagine how she feeling right now
And I love my mama and that's on my mama if one of you niggas try me, it's goin' up in this bitch right now (Like right now)
I put VVS's in my mouth, I don't even need a light, man they hitting so f*cking hard, man turn the lights down (Lights down, lights down)

Me and Wick blood brothers, we mud brothers, like the Ball family, try to ball on us, you out of bounds (Out of bounds)
I wasn't on my shit last year, I had to tighten up this year, yeah
Had to realize what the f*ck got me here, had to realize what the f*ck got me here
Had to realize what the f*ck God did just to get here
Had to realize what the f*ck God had planned for me this whole time
You signed a deal last year, you f*cked some twins last year
Blew a hunnid bands last year, went through a pandemic last year (What else)
But worst of all, I lost my f*cking grams last year
[Chorus]
You showed me something I never seen before
I was playing around, I was letting up, I had to get back in my zone
And don't think I'm on what these other niggas on
She tryna keep up with my life, she said it seem like I'm always in another timezone
I ain't flaking baby girl, I'm sipping baby girl, stop tripping baby girl, you gotta know what I'm on

[Outro]
Cried for ten days, Brenda baby girl I miss you, rest up, get your rest

Summrs – Who’s Better? Lyrics (feat. Weiland)

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[Verse 1: Summrs!]
I don't wanna talk, .30 all on me
Glocky be all on me, your bitch all on me
f*ck her in the sheets, pull off in that Jeep
It's just me and this bitch, yeah we two deep
Sippin' on that lean, racks up in my jeans
She treat me like a king, Like who better than me?
Who better than me, Who better than me?
I'm so into you, yeah, you so into me
Bitch I'm off a bean, I can't see a thing
I can't feel a thing, 'cause my heart cold
I need a bitch like my racks, that means you can't fold

[Verse 2: Summrs!]
Green light on that glizzy, put that bitch on go
Countin', hundreds, fifties, and I stay ten toes
Shoutout to my slimes, shoutout to my bros
I won't spend a dime, I know she a hoe
I'm just tryna shine, get expensive clothes
Bitches come and go, this money come and stay
Pull up to your spot and shoot up where you stay
Heard you talking stupid, we could end that shit today
And if I take a L, bitch I got a big K
I don't f*ck with snakes, they only on my coat
I be off that lean, can't look, I need some help
Did this by myself, and my boots say YSL
Katie, that's my baby and I know that you could tell

OG cookie strain and I know that you could smell
She dancing on my dick, got me harder than a shell
Free my slimes out them bars, hope y'all doing well
Bitch I keep a Mac but I make hits off a Dell
And I got them xans, perkies on sale
Zippy or a ounce, ship it through the mail
Bitch I'm a peeper, baby light up the L
Pull up to the scene, all eyes on me
Glocky with the beam, got a glocky with the beam
And I'm with lil Weiland, bitch we on the scene
Shooting up a movie like we shooting Spike Lee
[Verse 3: Weiland]
All these diamonds on my neck, this codeine cost your rent
I can't wife a thot, treat that bitch with no respect
Got a Tec up in the back, I'mma aim it at your neck
Yeah, these diamonds VVS, Yeah, these diamonds they reflect
Yeah, I'm up on your block, riding with a Glock
Watching out for opps, choppa red dot
Aim it at your top, put you on the spot
I be counting guap, model bitches giving top
Number (N)ine jeans, turned into a fiend
Bad bitch off the bean, bad bitch off the bean, yeah
I be off them percocets, yeah
Off the lean, yeah I can't have no sex, yeah
I be off them percocets, yeah

Tee Grizzley – Life Insurance Lyrics (feat. Lil Tjay)

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[Intro]
(Banger)
Gotta get on my knees, thank God, for sure
'Cause I was livin' like I had life insurance
Gotta pray and talk to Christ, for sure (DJ on the beat so it's a banger)
'Cause I was gamblin' with my life, for sure

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Ayy, ooh, I ain't never did nothing right before
Ooh, I ain't never lived this life before
Ooh, gotta pray and talk to Christ, for sure
'Cause, ooh, I was livin' like I had life insurance
Ooh, I was gamblin' with my life, for sure
Ooh, I was livin' like I had life insurance
Ooh, I ain't never lived this life before
Ooh, I ain't never did nothing right bеfore

[Verse 1: Tee Grizzley]
Get on my knees, yeah (Amеn)
Run up that cheese, yeah (Let's get it)
Loyalty, yeah (What you say?)
Loyalty, yeah (Only way)
Got a lot to be thankful for, I got a lot to cry about (Facts)
Know a lot of shit that I can only talk with God about (Man)
Shit that I wished, it start comin' true, I had to watch my mouth
A billion of my people straight, some shit that I can't die without (I can't)
Foreign shit, I'm whippin' off, they want me to give it out (What?)
I remember I went without in the trenches without that extendo out like baow
[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Ayy, ooh, I ain't never did nothing right before (Talk to 'em)
Ooh, I ain't never lived this life before (Never did nothing right)
Ooh, gotta pray and talk to Christ, for sure (Got to)
'Cause, ooh, I was livin' like I had life insurance (Nigga, I was)
Ooh, I was gamblin' with my life, for sure (Nigga, I was)
Ooh, I was livin' like I had life insurance (Amen)
Ooh, I ain't never lived this life before (I did it)
Ooh, I ain't never did nothing right before

[Verse 2: Lil Tjay]
TrenchKid gangster, I was really out there with them ooters
Huh, forty banger, I keep this shit 'cause it bust medullas
Huh, thirty stick up in this shit, I call this bitch a ruler
Huh, VVS's, I got my shit from Benny jeweler
Niggas know me and my body
Curry-ed up, I ain't movin' 'round sloppy
Curry-ed up, I be movin' 'round properly
Think you keep playing with who? Nigga, not me
Had to homici' first 'cause he shot me
In my city, they know me, I'm oppy
I'm a youngin' gon' do it and cocky
I done got ocky, who could have stopped me?
We really turn up gang like a Nazi
I know lil' bro gon' do it for the drill
I know a lot of niggas wanna flop me, but I still chill when I'm in the field

We upped the score, but I be wantin' more
I done seen opposition on the floor
I done seen hundred showers when it pour
I can't see no more, so I'ma ignore
I dare a nigga run up on the gang
Bet you that nigga run up on his pole
Bet you he's never ever gon' react
No cockin' it back, we keep it on go
I mix the dummy 'Lato with the spliff, I mix the dummy 'Lato with the 'to
Them niggas hating, I be getting checks, can't f*ck with the racks, they know I'm a pro (Grrt)
[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Ooh, I ain't never did nothing right before (I ain't never)
Ooh, I ain't never lived this life before (I ain't never)
Ooh, gotta pray and talk to Christ, for sure (I got to)
'Cause, ooh, I was livin' like I had life insurance (That shit crazy)
Ooh, I was gamblin' with my life, for sure (I was)
Ooh, I was livin' like I had life insurance (I got to)
Ooh, I ain't never lived this life before (I ain't never)
Ooh, I ain't never did nothing right before (I ain't never)

[Verse 3: Tee Grizzley]
Two bricks on my sleeve, yeah (Two)
Two bands on my jeans, yeah (Two)
They can't f*ck with me, yeah (They can't)
You can't f*ck with me, yeah (Nigga, you can't)
Thanking God 'cause he let me have it my way (Amen)
I just bought a mansion, I got choppers by the fireplace
Can't let me in, but I was never alone 'cause I had God (He was there)
Big bro say we gotta live even if they gotta die (Shit f*cked)
We not no evil people, but we gon' survive (Nigga, you know we is)
Turn this bitch into Iraq when it come to me and mine, ayy (Nigga, you know we is, ayy)

[Chorus: Tee Grizzley]
Ayy, ooh, I ain't never did nothing right before (I ain't never)
Ooh, I ain't never lived this life before (I ain't never)
Ooh, gotta pray and talk to Christ, for sure (I got to)
'Cause, ooh, I was livin' like I had life insurance (That shit crazy)
Ooh, I was gamblin' with my life, for sure (I was)
Ooh, I was livin' like I had life insurance (I got to)
Ooh, I ain't never lived this life before (I ain't never)
Ooh, I ain't never did nothing right before (I ain't never)
[Outro]
Gotta get on my knees, thank God, for sure
'Cause I was livin' like I had life insurance
Gotta pray and talk to Christ, for sure
'Cause I was gamblin' with my life, for sure

Tedua – Corvi Lyrics

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[Testo di "Corvi"]

[Strofa]
Tutti quanti con la stessa spocchia (Ah)
Questa strada è spoglia di talenti veri
Dentro i quartieri vige la noia
Cento volte la stessa storia, per 'ste cose parla col Nokia
Non provare mai a chiamare mia madre "troia"
Faccio la vita che sognano in molti, molti ci sono morti
Sotto i ponti puoi vederne i corpi (Pow, pow)
E sentire il rumore dei corvi (Crrah, crrah)
Ma anche se non realizzi i tuoi sogni
Vivi bene lo stesso se provi
Il problema è chi ha troppi rimorsi
Sono morsi dai mostri ricordi (Oh)

Okay, senti gli spifferi
Quando nei vicoli sembra di stare giù agli inferi
Vento in faccia, ma la mia giacca copre dai vigili
Per l'identikit in piazza еravamo piccoli
Su una panca al parco con in tasca quattro spiccioli
Faccio fuori 'sti rapper, noi fuorilegge
Il micro sеmbra un Winchester (Pow, pow)
Inchieste, la PS mi vede e fa strane richieste
VVS sul polso, sanno dove sono con il GPS
Mando un SOS quando dietro al vetro leggo "Iveco", camionette (Camionette)

Gue Pequeno – Lifestyle Lyrics

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[Testo di "Lifestyle"]

[Ritornello]
Yeah
Madreperla
Il mio lifestyle
È Guè Danko, un romanzo
Sono all'ultimo piano sperperando
Il tuo lifestyle
È del fake, è bugiardo
Io su di te faccio come commando (Ah!)

Il mio lifestyle
È Guè Danko, un romanzo
Sono all'ultimo piano sperperando (Oh!)
Il tuo lifestyle
È del fake, è bugiardo (Fake!)
Io su di te faccio come commando

[Strofa 1]
Cocaine come Eric Clapton
Con i don mangio udon
Ti svegli ricucito dentro una vasca di ghiaccio, sull'iPhone
Guardi troie, io solo Chrono24 (Oh!)
Il rap è casa mia tu levati o ti do lo sfratto
Faccio mosse sopra la scacchiera
Seicento cavalli con targa straniera, li tengo per la criniera
Rapper sudi freddo come sе sei sul mezzo (Oh! Oh! Oh!)
Col pezzo, ti fеrmano, patente più libretto
Sono seghe e sognano la vita di altri (Ah-ah!)
Dopo la caccia alle streghe, sì, sperano di incastrarti
Questa bitch non mi influenza (Ma va!)
Se fa beneficenza sui social
Spero che scivola quando esce dalla doccia
[Ritornello]
Il mio lifestyle
Rodman bianco, un romanzo
Fumo all'ultimo piano sperperando (Woo!)
Il tuo lifestyle
È del fake, è bugiardo (Fake!)
Io su di te faccio come commando

[Strofa 2]
Fratellino, mi sembra che se apri il pacco
Non sia tutta farina del tuo sacco (Ahah!)
La tua tipa con due occhi da cerbiatto
La chiameremo Bambi perché, fra, è sempre sul piatto (Woo!)
Potrei insegnarti a vivere se mi pagassi
Ma se apri i tuoi DM c'hai solo foto di cazzi
Ti autochiami i paparazzi, muori se finisci gli outfit (Muori!)
Passo con la più fregna mentre vendi gioielli al banco dei pegni
Ancora oggi per il flow sempre in orario (Sempre!)
Perché ho 12 orologi VVS ed un rosario (Woah!)
Sei dentro un videogioco, io non lascio, io raddoppio (Seh!)
Spero che mio fratello venga assolto (Peace)

[Ritornello]
Il mio lifestyle
Rodman bianco, un romanzo
Fumo all'ultimo piano sperperando
Il tuo lifestyle
È del fake, è bugiardo
Io su di te faccio come commando (Pow pow pow!)
(Outro)
Brother, you're the big homie from Italy. You're the big brother you get me? Man's got mad love and respect for you. Like, you're a real brother, you're a real guy. I've been with you and I've spent some time with you, but bro, I think this one's gonna be a big record bro. And obviously, I f*ck with you deep out of respect because you're a G

Renni Rucci – Bike Lyrics (feat. B La B)

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[Intro]
Cook that shit up, Quay

[Chorus: B La B]
She gon’ glide like a kite
Ride like a bike
Blind, out of sight
I want that mind with no cap on it
Ridin’ with that strap on me
Big bomb, got that pack on me
Swag, you can never jack, homie
Quarterback, you want the sack, don’t you?
Glide like a kite
Ride like a bike
Blind, out of sight
I want that mind with no cap on it
Ridin’ with that strap on me
Big bomb, got that pack on me
Swag, you can never jack, homie
Quarterback, you want the sack, don’t you?

[Verse 1: Renni Rucci]
I’m a hustler, not a lover
He love how hard I be thuggin’
I play my part when we f*ckin’, it get to the wire
I’m right on his side and I’m bustin’
He know it’s nothin’, down ass bitch
When it’s time to slide I’m with the shits
This our business, we don’t post no pics
Lot of niggas tried but still ain’t hit
Bustdown Audemar on my wrist
Ball like swish, never met a bitch like this
I’ll turn a nigga to a trick
f*ck my nigga with a bitch
Bonnie and Clyde with a twist
p*ssy make him walk with a limp
p*ssy too good for a simp
Big dicks, no shrimps
Pop a 30, make a film
Shit so wet, gotta swim
Ball hard, break the rim
He won’t leave me, I’m his lil’ baby
Diamonds, they dancing like Patrick Swayze
I throw it back, make him go crazy
I throw it back, make him go crazy
Make it nasty, don’t treat me like a lady
Shinin’ bright so these bitches look shady
Got in my Birkin so you gotta pay me
Ain’t lookin’ for help, no, I don’t need no savin’

[Chorus: B La B]
She gon’ glide like a kite
Ride like a bike
Blind, out of sight
I want that mind with no cap on it
Ridin’ with that strap on me
Big bomb, got that pack on me
Swag, you can never jack, homie
Quarterback, you want the sack, don’t you?

Glide like a kite
Ride like a bike
Blind, out of sight
I want that mind with no cap on it
Ridin’ with that strap on me
Big bomb, got that pack on me
Swag, you can never jack, homie
Quarterback, you want the sack, don’t you?

[Verse 2: Renni Rucci]
VVS’s give me clarity
All of these niggas, they stare at me
I got ’em hooked like amphetimines
He give me better things
I want the band, f*ck the wedding ring
f*ck you mean?
I dropped thirty on a wristwatch
No, this Rollie don’t tick tock
It’ll get your bitch got
Gotta keep a nigga with big blocks
And he gotta ball like Rick Fox
Diamonds glass and they cuttin’
Drive the Wraith like a bucket
Outer space when we f*ckin’
He push on all of my buttons
Won’t tell our business, I won’t tell ’em nothin’
Ferragamo, I think he tryna cuff it
Double cup, yeah, I’m thinkin’ of ‘Tussin
Out the mud, yeah, we built it from nothin’
Boss bitch, and I know that he love it (He said)
Shawty, just swing my way
You been on my mind and my dreams all day
I been gettin’ money, countin’ green all day
Drop a location, I’m on my way
Baby, don’t play with me
I do not lay up, we do not Netflix and chill
You know my pedigree
If you the one for me, show me your love and it’s real

[Chorus: B La B]
She gon’ glide like a kite
Ride like a bike
Blind, out of sight
I want that mind with no cap on it
Ridin’ with that strap on me
Big bomb, got that pack on me
Swag, you can never jack, homie
Quarterback, you want the sack, don’t you?
Glide like a kite
Ride like a bike
Blind, out of sight
I want that mind with no cap on it
Ridin’ with that strap on me
Big bomb, got that pack on me
Swag, you can never jack, homie
Quarterback, you want the sack, don’t you?

Bluebucksclan – Last Minute Lyrics (feat. Lil Yachty)

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[Intro: DJ]
D12, y'all chose to go fast in it
Turn it up, bet I got somethin' bad in it
(Ten11)

[Verse 1: DJ & Lil Yachty]
Prada store, I go crazy like I'm mad in it
I could have a lot of bitches pull up at the last minute
Hangin' with them lame ass niggas, I can't bear with it
I stole four grams in my wood, I don't tear shit
Top of the mountain, big cappin', feel the air hit
Walk up in the bubble, half a million worth of bear bricks
Everywhere I go, bitches askin' who I'm there with
What you mean who I'm with? Bitch, you too nosey

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Runnin' 'round the lobby like my brother, first name Cody
f*ck it, runnin' 'round the lobby like Mr. Moseby
Made another Oakland, nigga, I don't even wear Oakleys
Ridin' 'round with a ski mask like my name Stokeley
Niggas tryna get in the gang, but you can't cost me
Ridin' 'round on some bad grades like I didn't study
Gotta die alone with regardless, I don't need buddies
Niggas used to call me Pig, coat was too muddy

[Verse 3: Jeeezy]
Closin' curtains in the double R, it got too sunny
Let these lil' niggas know what's up like I'm Bugs Bunny
'Lotta blues, and I'm still countin', this that blood money
Told her if she love me, gotta suck it 'til her nose runny
Dropped too many lines in this cup, damn, I'm so clumsy
Said them VVS's, but I doubt it, why they so fuzzy?

Twelve-hundred dollars on my feet, got my toes bloody
I been out cheatin' all day, hey, I'm home, honey
[Verse 4: DJ]
Yeah, she kinda bad, but I told her, "Its' the throat for me."
NIA with Yachty, yeah, I told him, "Bring a boat for me"
Got a lot of gas, make a bad bitch roll for me
Thirty-two hundred on a jacket, it got cold for me

[Verse 5: Lil Yachty]
Real stepper, I got corns on my top
After tryin' to be faithful, I got bored with these ho's
I ain't gotta break the deal with these ho's
I won't let her spend a night, how you live with that ho?
I ain't gotta shut the deal to these ho's
[?] she came in
Everybody love me, they love me like Ramond
Talked like a Shaman
Cartier, it's not a Ray-Ban's, bitch

[Verse 6: Jeeezy]
Claimin' that they real, but they whole body fake (It's Fake)
Walk up to the thickest bitches, let me be your pradabae (Your pradabae)
You can f*ck, you can suck, I can't take you on no date (Take you on no date)
All my bitches mad about my other ho's, I need a break (I need a break)
Mike Amiri on my jeans, for my shirt, I went Bape (I went Bape)
Niggas clout chasin' pillow talk to ho's, that shit gay (That shit gay)
YSL, they gon' 'em walk through the back, better not play (Better not play)
I'm a product, they keep yellin', "Welcome back!" Like I'm mace (Like I'm mace)
[Outro: Lil Yachty]
Haha
Us, bitch

Money Man – Step On It Lyrics

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You say you get money, I get it too
You know a plug, well I know a few
You know what this choppa’ can do to you
You know what that hustle can do for you
Diamonds they clear & they purified
Play with the squad and get euthanized
She say when I hit her she satisfied
‘Til the world mine, I’m never satisfied
I take a brick and I step on it
I take a brick and I step on it
My first mixtape, niggas slept on it
My feet got Margielas don’t step on ’em
My feet got Guiseppes no step on ’em
I sold a bale and I don’t regret it
I hit that bitch and I don’t regret it
I get that check and it’s so excessive
We roll that pressure, it’s so excessive
I told lil mama "don’t miss ya’ blessings"
I feel them xans in my system
That act be diluting my system
You ain’t getting money, you trippin
You ain’t getting money, you trippin
I feel them xans in my system
That act be diluting my system

Diamonds they glisten
Act in my system impairing my vision
You don’t get money, ‘lil nigga you tripping
Look at the scoreboard, ‘lil nigga we winnin’
I just might bring my niggas outta prison
‘Lil mama fine and she ‘muhf*ckin tempting
VVS’s, they attracting the women
I’m a boss, I don’t have no restrictions
I might pull up in the latest edition
Feeling so grateful, niggas so hateful
I just put 30 thousand on the table
My plug threw me 30 and I told him thank you
I’m an example of what the streets make you
Feelin’ like sosa, I’m playin’ with soda
I’m mixin’ the soda
I sell you a bag and that shit gon’ be ova’
Play with me nigga, yo’ life gon’ be over

You say you get money, I get it too
You know a plug, well I know a few
You know what this choppa’ can do to you
You know what that hustle can do for you
Diamonds they clear & they purified
Play with the squad and get euthanized
She say when I hit her she satisfied
‘Til the world mine, I’m never satisfied
I take a brick and I step on it
I take a brick and I step on it
My first mixtape, niggas slept on it
My feet got Margielas don’t step on ’em
My feet got Guiseppes no step on ’em

I sold a bale and I don’t regret it
I hit that bitch and I don’t regret it
I get that check and it’s so excessive
We roll that pressure, it’s so excessive
I told lil mama "don’t miss ya’ blessings"
I feel them xans in my system
That act be diluting my system
You ain’t getting money, you trippin
You ain’t getting money, you trippin
I feel them xans in my system
That act be diluting my system

I walk around with a check on me
I walk around with that five on me
These are Margielas, don’t step on ’em
We take them bricks and we step on ’em
They took my mixtape and slept on it
I put my soul in it, bought it foreclosed on it
Started up growin’ it
I slept on the floor right on top of a mattress
Now I got stacks all inside of a mattress
I’m in the field, boy you know that I’m active
I’m in the trap weighing p’s, I’m relaxin’
They wanna f*ck with me, my prices attractive
My bitch is attractive, my shooter a savage
He ran off with a pack he never ate again
That pressure got me like a alien
I let the tractor trailer bring ’em in
I let the tractor trailer bring ’em in

You say you get money, I get it too
You know a plug, well I know a few
You know what this choppa’ can do to you
You know what that hustle can do for you
Diamonds they clear & they purified
Play with the squad and get euthanized
She say when I hit her she satisfied
‘Til the world mine, I’m never satisfied
I take a brick and I step on it
I take a brick and I step on it
My first mixtape, niggas slept on it
My feet got Margielas don’t step on ’em
My feet got Guiseppes no step on ’em
I sold a bale and I don’t regret it
I hit that bitch and I don’t regret it
I get that check and it’s so excessive
We roll that pressure, it’s so excessive
I told lil mama "don’t miss ya’ blessings"
I feel them xans in my system
That act be diluting my system
You ain’t getting money, you trippin
You ain’t getting money, you trippin
I feel them xans in my system
That act be diluting my system

NAV – Make It Right Back Lyrics

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Play this song

[Intro: Future]
(Wheezy outta here)

[Verse 1]
I could fly three of my homies on a twenty passenger jet (Let’s go)
I could put her in my rotation then she’ll never get upset (Never)
I could make sure when I touch down I go straight into my Wraith (Shh)
My Goyard bag hold two-fifty, put a mortgage in my safe (Safe)
Got Ms in my account, feel like I can finally take a break (Bandos)
Divin’ inside the ocean, and my neck look like a lake
All of my pockets stuffed with lots of cheese that you can’t grate (Cheese)
100K plus for a show and I’m booked state-to-state (Let’s go)
Pinky ring, big centеr stone with lil’ VVS’s all around it
I know that it’s all there but I still lovе the feeling every time I count it (Shh)
Shorty got a little makeup on, fuck her, tell her rub her mask off
Cop shit pop the tag off, take LSD and blast off

[Chorus]
You see me and say, “High school’s been a minute”
Can’t you tell I’m litty, bust down cost one-fifty
Lift my door, go get in (Get in)
Big tool to handle my business
Got Foreign’s like Fivio, big drip (Big drip)
Pourin’ up drank, take a big sip
R.I.P. Nip, got blue strips
Wake up, I gotta go get it
They told me I couldn’t, I did it
I’m a man of my town and bity
No security, I keep my blicky
Feel notorious like Biggie
Hundred round drums, big titties (Brr)
Lost a 100K, no biggie
Make it right back, no kizzy

[Verse 2]
Fucked up my re-up so many times now I know how to make it back
New artist that I never heard of want a feature, tell me, “Where the paper at?” (Woah)
All my cars go real fast, got horses in ’em, like where the stable at? (Skrrt)
Counting paper like loose leaf and it stick together like, where the staple at?
Shorty really got no chance of raggin’ me
If she pullin’ up and her feet look raggedy
Never let her post a picture taggin’ me
Just to find out that she turned her back on me
Everything I do, I do it properly
Ain’t talkin’ money then please don’t talk to me
Bought new watches and all ’em factory
Investin’ money, got a lot of property
Really came up, can’t believe it
Stay in four seasons every season
Soon as I came, when she leavin’
Get me nothin’ but head like Beavis
Lately, I been on autopilot
Help me focus, they don’t wanna try it
Gettin’ paid ’cause I put the time in
Me and money reunited

[Chorus]
You see me, tell me, “High school’s been a minute”
Can’t you tell I’m litty, bust down cost one-fifty
Lift my door, go get in (Get in)
Big tool to handle my business
Got Foreign’s like Fivio, big drip (Big drip)
Pourin’ up drank, take a big sip
R.I.P. Nip, got blue strips
Wake up, I gotta go get it
They told me I couldn’t, I did it
I’m a man of my town and bity
No security, I keep my blicky
Feel notorious like Biggie
Hundred round drums, big titties (Brr)
Lost a 100K, no biggie
Make it right back, no kizzy

6lack – Atl Freestyle Lyrics

Azlyrics

Cleary got me f*cked up
Taking out the trash on yo ass
I get rid of bad friends like a dump truck
Everything I been through is everything I am
What the f*ck you think this is, think I lucked up
Still down to earth, never stuck up
Ridding all my extra weight like a tum tuck
I sacrifice most of my time
So my daughter can take vacations in bumf*ck

I’m what? Come for mines and guns up
Wanna talk, betta run ya funds up
I’m from the 5, middle finger like I’m Nudy
It’s Mr turn the tabernacle to a movie, ooo-wee
Keep it moving, nothing to see
I grew up eating hot wings and bumping Gucci
On the block ain’t have no OG to school me
We just yelling wassup like Skooly
We hit the mall and we ball all day
I really know a drought, so its blue hundreds in the safe
My nigga ain’t a a Jake, but he running with that K
And you might take a L just for running out your face
I’m still the love doc, hood therapist
My life is VVS, I practice clarity
I practice what I preach
I’m living what I teach
Was looking down now they looking up to me

Cleary got me f*cked up
Taking out the trash on yo ass
I get rid of bad friends like a dump truck
Everything I been through, is everything I am
What the f*ck you think this is, think I lucked up
Still down to earth, never stuck up
Ridding all my extra weight like a tum tuck
I sacrifice most of my time
So my daughter can take vacations in bumf*ck

Riding through Atlanta on a off day
Hoping nobody double cross me
Hit up Keisha, "Have you seen Parlay?"
‘Cause he ain’t make it to the after party, aye
Spin the block ’cause its hot, keeping watch
6 o’clock time for Greg Street to rock
(Hmm, mmm, aye, okay)
I use to walk around that corner right in Kirkwood
Anne’s Snack Bar, where the food real good
I was living like a fool, breaking all the rules
Best of both worlds ’cause a nigga went to school
I was rapping like a bitch, singing to your girl
Might be quiet, baby, but I’m ready to rock your world, yeah
(Hmm, okay, yeah, yeah, aye)

Polo G – Trials & Tribulations Lyrics

Azlyrics

Dmac on the f*ckin’ track
Tahj Money

I stood ten toes I can’t fold or panic
Them streets’ll turn a good kid into a colder savage
No point in church, ’cause the prison can’t keep them poles from clappin’
They see my evil, but my soul attractive
Hope for forgiveness for my sins, while I load the ratchet
Playin’ with bundles of that raw, that dope get sold to addicts
Forever scarred, ’cause the way I lost my bros was tragic
‘Member how we came up, like "Damn, this wasn’t supposed to happen"

A nigga plot on me and I’ma have his homies cryin’
Go handle that, they wipe his nose way before he tryin’
Can’t really fiend to a nigga when I know he lyin’
Love my lil’ killer, keep him with him, ’cause I know he ridin’
Hood on my back, was bustin’.24’s like Kobe Bryant
Sometimes I think like what’s the likelyhood of Kobe dyin’
And that i8, I dropped the top to let my Rollie shine
Make all these bitches stop and stare, like girl, he know he fine
Lookin’ at the jury, thinkin’ back when we was schemin’ for mills’
I took my Glock on tour with me, way on OT with the steel
Might pour my heart out on these beats ’til all my secrets revealed
You know the fake gon’ knock a nigga when he keepin’ it real
Too much mad shit in this world, shit got me fienin’ for pills
If them bullets ain’t take out lil’ b, he’ll be in the field
I got soldiers marchin’, lookin’ for a reason to kill
You passin’ it about the murder, slang, now he with some skill

I stood ten toes I can’t fold or panic
Them streets’ll turn a good kid into a colder savage

No point in church, ’cause the prison can’t keep them poles from clappin’
They see my evil, but my soul attractive
Hope for forgiveness for my sins, while I load the ratchet
Playin’ with bundles of that raw, that dope get sold to addicts
Forever scarred, ’cause the way I lost my bros was tragic
‘Member how we came up, like "Damn, this wasn’t supposed to happen"

You know the come up was real when your mans hate
I just want a bag, put in that work and grow my fan base
I just spent my life up on that bean, switch my landscape
I’ve been tryna load up on them honeys ’til them bands break
They say money talk, them VVS’ help it translate
And robbers get some hot shit every now and then
These days nigga log in to who they wanna be
Feet up in the county, nigga better get that phone to me
I ain’t got it all, so could you please watch your tone with me?
Got my granny trippin’ tryna figure out what’s wrong with me
I’m from where you gotta make it happen when you wanna eat
They know I’ma spazz everytime I breathe on the beat

I stood ten toes I can’t fold or panic
Them streets’ll turn a good kid into a colder savage
No point in church, ’cause the prison can’t keep them poles from clappin’
They see my evil, but my soul attractive
Hope for forgiveness for my sins, while I load the ratchet
Playin’ with bundles of that raw, that dope get sold to addicts
Forever scarred, ’cause the way I lost my bros was tragic
‘Member how we came up, like "Damn, this wasn’t supposed to happen"

Amir Obe – Poetry Lyrics

Azlyrics

I just took a Xan for the first time (First time)
Hit me at 3 A.M. that’s thirst time (Thirst time)
I’ma come clean just do my dirt time (Dirt, dirt)
And lonely ass waitin’ for a reply

Ayy, used to swipe the Amex, it got decline (Decline)
Now I’m swipin’ and I throw the peace sign (Peace sign)
Baby ain’t no "Us," I need me time (I need me time)
I’ve got exes hittin’ me for a retry (Ha, yeah, ayy)
Yeah couple popstars tryna be mine (Tryna be mine)
And I’ma play it cool in the meantime (In the meantime)

I’ve been mixing liquor with the tree (With the tree, nigga)
Talking ’bout she love me for me (No)
After one of this (Yeah)
I’ma leave on the stretcher (Yeah)
I might pose for the steel
Crop you out of the picture (Ooh)
Cigarettes to the filter
Drunk and textin’ "I miss you" (Ayy, yeah)
Drunk and textin’ "I miss you"
It still feel like I’m with you, woah

Sometimes I wonder if you over me (Yeah)
I hope you get to know this over me
Wrote a letter, said I hated you (I hated you)
Used to read it like it’s poetry

I just took a Xan for the first time (First time)
Hit me at 3 A.M. that’s thirst time (That’s thirst time)
I’ma come clean just do my dirt time (Dirt, dirt, yeah-yeah)
And lonely ass waitin’ for a reply (Ayy)

VVS, diamonds in the mine (in the mine)
Memorize your number, I’ma die (I’ma die)
Holdin’ up your name at arrival

Pick you up, it’s been a while
Pressed down like it’s in your style
So skrrt the wraith, terrorist got a crown
On the stage but I’m lookin’ for you in the crowd (In the crowd)
On the stage but I’m lookin’ for you (Woah)
Woah
I’m anxious, you still confusin’ me

I’ve been mixing liquor with the tree (With the tree, nigga)
Talking ’bout she love me for me (No)
After one of this (Yeah)
I’ma leave on the stretcher (Yeah)
I might pose for the steel
Crop you out of the picture (Ooh)
Cigarettes to the filter
Drunk and textin’ "I miss you" (Ayy, yeah)
Drunk and textin’ "I miss you"
It still feel like I’m with you, woah

Sometimes I wonder if you over me (Yeah)
I hope you get to know this over me
Wrote a letter, said I hated you (I hated you)
Used to read it like it’s poetry

I just took a Xan for the first time (First time)
Hit me at 3 A.M. that’s thirst time (That’s thirst time)
I’ma come clean just do my dirt time (Dirt, dirt, yeah-yeah)
And lonely ass waitin’ for a reply (Ayy)

Ah
Adderall, ah
Focus on, oh-oh
This way, come on
The worst version of me
If you ignore this, the black seed mix
The drugs I’m needin’
The black he feenin’
The black he feenin’
Too facetious
I’m too conceited
Both defeated
The worst version of me
Both defeated
I’m too conceited
Both defeated

Steve Aoki – GIRL Lyrics

Azlyrics

Play this song

[Intro: AGNEZ MO]
Yeah
Steve Aoki
Hey

[Chorus: AGNEZ MO]
Everybody loves a crazy girl
Loves a crazy girl
Never been to Heaven, but she’ll take you there
(Hey, yeah, yeah)
Everybody loves a crazy girl
Loves a crazy girl
On another level, goddamn, she bad
(Hey, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: AGNEZ MO]
One shot, two shot, three shot, four
She into breakin’ necks, and then she’ll walk in the door
[?] color ten with the feather tattoo
She don’t give a damn ’bout somebody like you
Headshot, headshot, double-tap that
Round of applause for a bitch who clap back
Bossed little butterfly, best you never had
Au natural, believe that

[Pre-Chorus: AGNEZ MO]
That bitch filet mignon
Don’t treat that pussy wrong
When you wake up, she gone (She gone)
LAX to Hong Kong
That bitch filet mignon
Don’t treat that pussy wrong
When you wake up, she gone (She gone)
LAX to Hong Kong

[Chorus: AGNEZ MO]
Everybody loves a crazy girl
Loves a crazy girl
Never been to Heaven, but she’ll take you there
(Hey, yeah, yeah)
Everybody loves a crazy girl
Loves a crazy girl
On another level, goddamn, she bad
(Hey, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: AGNEZ MO]
Jackpot, jackpot, lucky number seven
On a scale of one to ten, you know that girl’s eleven
(Brr-brr) when you hit it on telly
She don’t pick it up while you peanut butter jelly

[Verse 3: Desiigner & AGNEZ MO]
I like crazy girls, throw money on them girls
Take you ’round the world, you could be that girl
You know that I get it, huh, money what I’m gettin’, huh
Diamonds what I’m gettin’, huh, VVS, they hittin’
I’m hittin’ it from the back, huh
I feel like the mac, huh
Tippin’ on that Act’, huh
Archin’ in her back, huh
I be gettin’ them racks, huh
Speakin’ only that facts
Killers with me, don’t ask
You can get that wax
I got girls that’s with me, huh
Crazy girls that’s with me, huh
Hoes that come with me, huh
You be up in my Bentley, huh
Drivin’ in my city
I be wearin’ my white suit
Feelin’ like I’m Diddy (Like I’m Diddy)
I-I, I can get her naked
She know that I made it
Playhouse in Vegas (Yeah)
I take her all the way up
Feel all on her butt
Barely in that cup
Had the girl like “What?” (Girl like “What?”)

[Pre-Chorus: AGNEZ MO]
That bitch filet mignon
Don’t treat that pussy wrong
When you wake up, she gone (She gone)
LAX to Hong Kong
That bitch filet mignon
Don’t treat that pussy wrong
When you wake up, she gone (She gone)
LAX to Hong Kong

[Chorus: AGNEZ MO]
Everybody loves a crazy girl
Loves a crazy girl
Never been to Heaven, but she’ll take you there
(Hey, yeah, yeah)
Everybody loves a crazy girl
Loves a crazy girl
On another level, goddamn, she bad
(Hey, yeah, yeah)

[Outro: Desiigner & AGNEZ MO]
Love crazy girls, uh
From all ’round the world, uh
And I love them all
On all magazines, right
I never should have loved a ho (Yeah)
But I will take her on the road (Give you a better love)
Tell me where she wanna go (Hey)
Oh, I love the crazy girls

Blacc Zacc – Save Dat Lyrics

Azlyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, you better stay somewhere where it’s safe at, yeah, yeah, yeah
Walk inside the spot like, “Where the safe at?”
Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made that motherf**kin’ beat?
I’m a million dollar nigga gettin’ paid that
IMixNation for real

[Chorus]
Yeah, you better stay somewhere where it’s safe at (Where it’s safe at)
Walk inside the spot like, “Where the safe at?” (Ayy, where that safe at?)
All that poppin’ on the ‘Gram, you can save that (You can save that)
If you lookin’ for me, bitch, I’m where your bae at (I’m where your bae, yeah)
VVS’s on me, I know they hate that (I know they hate that)
I don’t want the pussy, where the face at? (Bitch, where that face at?)
I’m a million dollar nigga, can you make that? (Ayy, can you make that?)
My bitch ass so fat, I asked her where her waist at (Where your waist? Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Codeine in my cup, you can taste that (You can taste that)
I got two M’s like a Maybach (Like a Maybach)
Your bitch a freak, she gave me head up in my Maybach (Inside my Maybach)
She eat that dick and clean it up just like a maid check (Woah)
Talkin’ all that shit done got your mans whacked (Got your mans whacked)
Nigga, I don’t wanna talk, bitch, where them bands at? (Bitch, where them bands at?)
Ayy, you say that you the hottest, where your fans at (Where your fans at?)
I ain’t no rapper, bitch, my plug just sent a care pack (Just sent a care, ooh), yeah
I can move them pounds like a dumbbell (Like a dumbbell)
‘Member when I got caught up f**kin’ with that mail (f**kin’ with that mail)
It been ten years the last time I had to use a scale (Use a scale)
He got them bales, I’m at his door just like a doorbell (Brrt, brrt)

[Chorus]
Yeah, you better stay somewhere where it’s safe at (Where it’s safe at)
Walk inside the spot like, “Where the safe at?” (Ayy, where that safe at?)
All that poppin’ on the ‘Gram, you can save that (You can save that)
If you lookin’ for me, bitch, I’m where your bae at (I’m where your bae, yeah)
VVS’s on me, I know they hate that (I know they hate that)
I don’t want the pussy, where the face at? (Bitch, where that face at?)
I’m a million dollar nigga, can you make that? (Ayy, can you make that?)
My bitch ass so fat, I asked her where her waist at (Where your waist? Yeah)

[Verse 2]
Hit it from the back, where your waist at? (Where your waist at?)
Damn, that ass so fat, I can’t take that (I can’t take that)
I heard you got that gas, where them bags at (Ayy, where them bags at?)
I feel just like Diddy, I might take that (Take that, take that), yeah
You just got finessed, nigga, give me that (Nigga, give me that), yeah
Pistol to your head like a fitted cap (Like a fitted cap)
You better stay up in the booth ’cause I run the trap (Bitch, I run the trap)
They know Big Blacc, he the truth, I don’t need no vouch for that (I don’t need no vouch for, yeah)
Got a Chinese bitch, look like Sue, yeah (Look like Sue, yeah)
She eat that chopstick ’til that dick cum (‘Til that dick cum)
Got a Japanese bitch, she taste like wonton (She taste like wonton soup)
I’ma chop her like hibachi, bitch, you better not run (Bitch, you better not move)

[Chorus]
Yeah, you better stay somewhere where it’s safe at (Where it’s safe at)
Walk inside the spot like, “Where the safe at?” (Ayy, where that safe at?)
All that poppin’ on the ‘Gram, you can save that (You can save that)
If you lookin’ for me, bitch, I’m where your bae at (I’m where your bae, yeah)
VVS’s on me, I know they hate that (I know they hate that)
I don’t want the pussy, where the face at? (Bitch, where that face at?)
I’m a million dollar nigga, can you make that? (Ayy, can you make that?)
My bitch ass so fat, I asked her where her waist at (Where your waist? Yeah)

Mir Fontane – New Friends Lyrics (feat. Kodie Shane)

Azlyrics

[Chorus x2]
I don’t need new friends
But they always seem to pop up
I was left for dead, now I’m just tryna get my knots up
No sleep in my bed
All my friends are dead or locked up
I don’t need new friends
But they always seem to pop up

[Verse 1: Mir Fontane]
f**k these hoes, just get your bands
They don’t wanna see you win
It get rough around my ends
They want you dead or in the Pen
I hold the tooly for my mans
Can’t get caught with it again
I know he want his revenge
But I don’t wanna lose more friends
It get cold up in the streets
I won’t tell yo ass again
You won’t take one on the chin
They throwing shots right at ya brim
Dolla sign, Dolla sign
You won’t make it on this side
Pray you make it out alive
I know so many niggas tried
See the city tryna charge us
Gotta keep ya guards up
Can’t afford no haircuts
Granny smokin’ hard stuff
Lately I been stressed out
Labels ain’t no damn help
Had to give the tooly back cuz I can’t trust my damn self
And I don’t got no beef, except the ones that hit my mans up
But they play wit police
They’d prolly kill wit my hands up
Pockets on Monique
Had no choice but get my bands up
You still worried ’bout followers and tryna get ya friends up

[Chorus x2]
I don’t need new friends
But they always seem to pop up
I was left for dead, now I’m just tryna get my knots up
No sleep in my bed
All my friends are dead or locked up
I don’t need new friends
But they always seem to pop up

[Verse 2: Kodie Shane]
Every time I cop some ice
My old hoes seem to pop up
She say she don’t do drugs
Cause her jaw, it just be locked up
Shocker
I just think she like that I’m a pop star
I just think she like that I’m a rock star
Rock her
Out like my guitar
Wow
She 18 but her dad took her car
Wow
I’m leaving New York, I’m on a flight
Right now
When I see that hoe
I say she better wipe me down
These niggas ain’t my friends
I’m up here on a cloud
YSL they kisses, VVS the smile
Okay, and I don’t want that bitch
Somebody get they child
I took my bitch to Chow’s
Put my wrist on WOW
Hey!

Megan Thee Stallion & Normani – Diamonds Lyrics

Azlyrics

[Chorus: Normani]
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend (Tiffany)
Di-Diamonds are a girl’s best friend
Southern girl like me, I ain’t afraid to catch a case
VVS’ on me and I flooded out the face (Hey, hey, Cartier)
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend (Tiffany)
Di-Diamonds are a girl’s best friend
I don’t need you, I got flooded out baguettes
I don’t need you, all my diamonds drippin’ wet (Cartier)

[Verse 1: Megan Thee Stallion]
I’m a super she-ro, bitch, don’t try me, ho
Bad like a villain, I pop it and then I reload
All the best things in life come for free
But don’t you think that applies to me
I do what I want ’cause I know that I’m hot
Ain’t in a band, but you know how I rock
Don’t need no clippers to give you a chop
Took me to dinner, then I took him out
I like it when you call me crazy
Long as you keep callin’, baby
He think it’s cute that I know how to shoot
Don’t you be scared if I point it at you
Broke up with my ex, uh, dumped him in a text
Would wish you the best, but I already left
Date night with my bitches, gettin’ real twisted
You know what you could do?
Give my ass a bunch of kisses

[Pre-Chorus: Normani]
I love me this much
My pear shape all dripped up
It’s freezing in my bag, oh

[Chorus: Normani]
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend (Tiffany)
Di-Diamonds are a girl’s best friend
Southern girl like me, I ain’t afraid to catch a case
VVS’ on me and I flooded out the face (Hey, hey, Cartier)
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend (Tiffany)
Di-Diamonds are a girl’s best friend
I don’t need you, I got flooded out baguettes
I don’t need you, all my diamonds drippin’ wet

[Verse 2: Megan Thee Stallion]
Ayy, I know how to work a gun, I don’t need a range
And I could take a hit, I ain’t scared of the pain
And I don’t really bang, but I came with the gang
And if you get too close, I might snatch off your chain, ooh
You want me to be a little more ladylike? Mmm
Come through with my girls, then beat your ass on ladies night, ayy
You don’t wanna go toe-to-toe with my pedicure
Everyone you know be like, “Bro, how you handle her?”
Diamonds are my new boyfriend
So that mean I will never, ever f**k with you again
And I ain’t never need ’em, so it’s so easy to leave ’em
And I be doin’ me, I ain’t never tryna please ’em

[Pre-Chorus: Normani]
I love me this much
My pear shape all dripped up
It’s freezing in my bag, oh

[Chorus: Normani]
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend (Tiffany)
Di-Diamonds are a girl’s best friend
Southern girl like me, I ain’t afraid to catch a case
VVS’ on me and I flooded out the face (Hey, hey, Cartier)
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend (Tiffany)
Di-Diamonds are a girl’s best friend
I don’t need you, I got flooded out baguettes
I don’t need you, all my diamonds drippin’ wet (Cartier)

[Bridge: Normani]
Look at all these rocks, rocks, rocks (So good)
Make ’em stop and watch, watch, watch (Oh)
All these diamonds dancing, know that you can’t stand this
Bands on my hands, I got bands, I’m a bandit
Look at all these rocks, rocks, rocks (Rocks, rocks, rocks)
Make ’em stop and watch, watch, watch (Watch, watch, watch)
All these diamonds dancing, know that you can’t stand this
Bands on my hands, I got bands, I’m a bandit

[Chorus: Normani]
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend (Tiffany)
Di-Diamonds are a girl’s best friend
Southern girl like me, I ain’t afraid to catch a case
VVS’ on me and I flooded out the face (Hey, hey, Cartier)
Diamonds are a girl’s best friend (Tiffany)
Di-Diamonds are a girl’s best friend
I don’t need you, I got flooded out baguettes
I don’t need you, all my diamonds drippin’ wet (Cartier)

Tory Lanez – If You Gotta… Lyrics

Azlyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Tory Lanez]
Yeah, uh
Lil Tory
Uh
Yeah, yeah, uh

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
Look, I’ma talk to you, you finna talk back
You got that good good, I’m finna spark that
She got some bad friends, she needa holla at me
I put ’em all down, I throw a bottle at ’em
She got that mean talk, that new Celine talk
She gotta jack that just like a beanstalk
She got that mean mug, she from the deep south
She know her contracts, she got that Steve Stoute
She throw that ass back, she got that clap clap
She make it tap tap, she make it wet wet
She make it walk walk, she make it wobbly wop
She like that top dropped, she like that talk when it’s chopped
She got some bad friends, I’m tryna fuck her
I gotta spread them legs like it was mustard
I gotta put that thing on and have her flustered
I gotta play games in it, David and Busters
I like that look look, she got that good good
You from the hood hood? I’m from the hood hood
I fuck her real good, that pussy real good
It make me gotta check to see if I’m still hood
I’m tryna tap that, she wanna act bad
Girl, let me Akon, come let me smack that
I got the cheese on me just like a rat trap
I got a bunch of credit cards, you can’t max that

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Ayy, shake some, shawty, shake some, uh
Know you went to work today to make some, ayy
If you gotta break a nigga, make him feel it, shawty
If you gotta break a nigga, make him feel it, shawty
Shake some, shawty, shake some, ayy
Know you went to work today to make some, ayy
If you gotta break a nigga, make him feel it, shawty
If you gotta break a nigga, make him feel it, shawty
Uh, uh

[Verse 2: Fabolous]
F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S
This got me thinkin’ back, this got me singin’ back
I got D’USSÉ in my cup, this got me drinkin’ ‘gnac
Tryna remember it all, put on my thinkin’ cap
She had on checkerboard pants, think they was pink and black
I told my boy I’ma get her, bet you I link with that
We made a bet wit’ our fingers, twisted our pinky back
She might’ve just been blinkin’, that mean she winkin’ back
She got a ass like a bar, could sit a drink on that
And I, and I, I gotta let you know
‘Cause I, ’cause I, ’cause I can’t let you go
And I, and I really just met you, yo
But I, but I see somethin’ special though
Ayy, work somethin’, can we work somethin’ out?
‘Cause I’m cashin’ out if you’re worth somethin’
Doubt, I’ma kill it, baby, bet I merk somethin’
Clout chaser hatin’, they gon’ make me hurt somethin’
They can’t leave us alone, they either thieves or they clones
I got VVS stones, they look like TVs that’s on
Won’t get points off me, nigga, my defense is on
I can play man-to-man and I can even go zone, listen
Full court, I’ma press you if I like you, shawty
Bull shorts on a nigga like I’m Michael Jordan
Hook first time, Little Mo, I might go show ’em
Fuck it, do it for the second time like I’m Tory

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
Ayy, shake some, shawty, shake some, uh
Know you went to work today to make some, ayy
If you gotta break a nigga, make him feel it, shawty
If you gotta break a nigga, make him feel it, shawty
Shake some, shawty, shake some, ayy
Know you went to work today to make some, ayy
If you gotta break a nigga, make him feel it, shawty
If you gotta break a nigga, make him feel it, shawty

[Outro: Tory Lanez]
All of my
All of my
All of my
Give it in to you
Baby, you’re mine
Ooh, love me, baby
I won’t lie

Quando Rondo – Double C’s Lyrics

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[Intro]
CashMoneyAP
(16yrold)

[Chorus]
Double C, I be crippin’, yeah, the hard way
Double B’s, I was broke and now I’m ballin’
Double G’s, I be rockin’ Gucci all day
Double cup for the mud, I keep on pourin’
Double C, I be crippin’, yeah, the hard way
Double B’s, I was broke and now I’m ballin’
Double G’s, I be rockin’ Gucci all day
Double cup for the mud, I keep on pourin’

[Verse 1]
These niggas broke, add it up
Bitch, you a joke, had enough
Thirty ought tote, th’ fuck is a scope
One at the head, better back it up
Who wanna fuck? Two or one?
Cracking these bitches, no hit and run
I just want the money, these bitches and hoes
I just been band over Louis Vuitton(mmh)
VVS is on my teeth
Bitch act like she Mona Lisa seen ’em while I’m asleep
Throw them C’s up, never catch me bleed up
Double up while they be watching through the week(uuh)

[Chorus]
Double C, I be crippin’, yeah, the hard way
Double B’s, I was broke and now I’m ballin’
Double G’s, I be rockin’ Gucci all day
Double cup for the mud, I keep on pourin’
Double C, I be crippin’, yeah, the hard way
Double B’s, I was broke and now I’m ballin’
Double G’s, I be rockin’ Gucci all day
Double cup for the mud, I keep on pourin’

[Verse 2]
My name in the phone is the muth’fckn savage
You see it, then get it, you know you can have it
I’m not like the others, I’m way far from average
That comes from my mama, my brother and daddy
A Rollie be blindin’, she just had to have it
That shit perfect timing when I look at the past
Get some head on the floor I’mma fuck on the mattress
Double juice thats the best, I be swerving in traffic
She fuck with me ’cause I live what am rapping
Got a brick of some dope and I wrap it in plastic
So full of death, I belong in a casket
I be ballin’ so hard I could play for the Mavericks
She wanna ride in the front of the wagon
You gotta fuck her you know I’m not capping
I don’t wanna talk first night I’m smashing
If you see ’em on my block they know what’s cracking

[Chorus]
Double C, I be crippin’, yeah, the hard way
Double B’s, I was broke and now I’m ballin’
Double G’s, I be rockin’ Gucci all day
Double cup for the mud, I keep on pourin’
Double C, I be crippin’, yeah, the hard way
Double B’s, I was broke and now I’m ballin’
Double G’s, I be rockin’ Gucci all day
Double cup for the mud, I keep on pourin’

KSI – Down Like That Lyrics

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[Chorus: S-X]
Why you gotta go, go and let me down like that (Ayy)
Down like that
Oh why? Why you go and let me down like that? (Ayy)
Down like
I was nothin’ but loyal to you right from the start
You changed up on me as soon as things start getting hard
I’ve always seen the light despite us being in the dark
And you let me down like that, yeah, down like that (Oh why)

[Verse 1: KSI]
Yeah, yeah
I want that knockdown
Fuck up the system, make it shut down
I’m cold with this, slow man down like Freezer (Mm)
Wanna backstab like Frieza (Mm)
Dictate death like Caesar (Mm)
Always come through with a bee (Yeah)
Got to do a lot to trouble me (Yeah)
Visionary still won’t tunnel me (Yeah)
Me to you, now that will chuckle me
Devilish views when they’re aiming at the profit
Emitting pain til you’re nothing
Remember what I said when that pussy tried moving with the opps? (Woo)
Now he back with the blocks nigga

[Chorus: S-X & Rick Ross]
Why you gotta go, go and let me down like that? (Ayy)
Down like that
Oh why? Why you go and let me down like that? (Ayy)
Down like
I was nothin’ but loyal to you right from the start
You changed up on me as soon as things start getting hard
I’ve always seen the light despite us being in the dark
And you let me down like that, yeah (It’s the biggest in the game)
Down like that (Uh, uh)
(M-M-Maybach Music)

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Phantoms in my yard, so ring around the Rolls (Skrr)
Hardest on the block, the biggest one, da boss
Helicopter pad the home of Sammy Sosa (Biggest)
Stealing all the bases I’m the ladies token (Woo)
Bitches always bad, I’m known to blow the budgets
Meek was at the crib, so double M the subject (Ahh)
Condo got three levels, Postmate all the lunches
Flippin’ all the kilos, keepin’ all the grudges (Ay)

[Chorus: S-X & Lil Baby]
Why you gotta go, go and let me down like that (Ayy)
Down like that
Oh why? Why you go and let me down like that? (Ayy)
Down like
I was nothin’ but loyal to you right from the start
You changed up on me as soon as things start getting hard
I’ve always seen the light despite us being in the dark
And you let me down like that, yeah, down like that (Oh why)
Baby

[Verse 3: Lil Baby]
Ain’t no more let downs unless the top getting dropped
I love it at the top, my concierge don’t ever stop me
You know I fuck with Ross, I even went and bought da block
A hundred million dollars strong, I really came from sellin’ rocks
Championship belt, them VVS’s they spark
Steal it, hit the gas and get out on the narcs
Killers move for free, I just can’t pick a cost
Put the drip on market took it to the charts
Now I’m rocking with the biggest
And I’m fucking with the boss
I’m out

[Chorus: S-X]
Why you gotta go, go and let me down like that (Ayy)
Down like that
Oh why? Why you go and let me down like that? (Ayy)
Down like
I was nothin’ but loyal to you right from the start
You changed up on me as soon as things start getting hard
I’ve always seen the light despite us being in the dark
And you let me down like that, yeah, down like that (Oh why)

Lil Tjay – Top of My Game Lyrics

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[Intro]
Woah, woah
Oh-oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh

[Verse 1]
They tried to tell me I wouldn’t be shit
Family doubted, I couldn’t believe
I had to focus and better myself
Fightin’ anxiety, smokin’ these trees
I got caught up tryna run up a juug
Locked me up, felt like I’m never gon’ leave
Life is so rough, you ain’t show me no love
Time to be selfish and focus on me
Niggas tried tell me I wasn’t gon’ win
They tried to knock me up off of my grind
Ain’t motivated, then get out my face
Negative energy, left it behind
I made a promise, my niggas gon’ ball
Judges can’t hold me to finish this time
Gotta stay toe, we ain’t never gon’ fold
Smelly ain’t here, but for him we gon’ shine

[Chorus]
Still play the block, it ain’t changed
I’m just tryna help the guys and maintain
How the fuck you tryna prove somethin’ to me?
You ain’t even at the top of your game
How you got them niggas rockin’ your chain?
22, the sound pop in your brain
Last nigga tried to snake me dead
On God, I ain’t finna play with no lame

[Verse 2]
Hop in the foreign, switch lanes
AP, no Jane, bro made a hundred off ‘caine
VVS diamonds, my chains
Everything changed, lifestyle just won’t be the same
Mama know this year my time
Low on my mind, I can’t let up off the grind
I won’t leave no one behind
We finna shine, listen, just give me some time

[Refrain]
Somethin’ different ’bout the life I live
And the games we play
All the pain we done been through
Will I change? No way
Somethin’ different ’bout the life I live
And the games we play (Games we play)
All the pain we done been through
Will I change? No way

[Verse 3]
Mama know that I’m a bright kid, only eighteen
Always knew that I would get here, had a bright dream
Now I’m headed to the top now, me and my team
We’re no longer on the block now movin’ ice cream
Feedin’ into the bullshit, I gotta stop that
And I can’t fuck a bitch if her shit is not fat
And I’m cruisin’ through my city, finna push the top back
And AMIRI on my waist, so I keep the strap back
You don’t really want smoke

[Chorus]
Still play the block, it ain’t changed
I’m just tryna help the guys and maintain
How the fuck you tryna prove somethin’ to me?
You ain’t even at the top of your game (No, no, no-no)
How you got them niggas rockin’ your chain?
22, the sound pop in your brain (No, no, no-no)
Last nigga tried to snake me dead
On God, I ain’t finna play with no lame

[Refrain]
Somethin’ different ’bout the life I live
And the games we play
All the pain we done been through
Will I change? No way
Somethin’ different ’bout the life I live
And the games we play (Games we play)
All the pain we done been through
Will I change? No way (No, no, no, no)

[Outro]
No, no, no-no
No, no, no-no
No, no, no-no

Young Thug – What’s Your Move Lyrics

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[Intro: Young Thug]
(BL$$D)
I just let lil’ mama suck me up, girl
Bitch tryna grind [?] of the both, girl
I jumped out the Porsche and when straight up girl (Straight up girl)
You can leave your trousers here, you know the world

[Bridge: Young Thug]
What the move?
I’m tired of earnin’ you
I’m tired of spyin’ on ya’
Tried to paint my shoes
I made it rain on you
When it was hard to maintain too
I was playin’ games with you
Like you could never play games too, yeah, woah

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton diamond, keep calm
All you do is point at what you want (Point it up)
Crystal cut pointers and charm
35 thousand for a duff
Nigga tried to buy the cash cost
[?] Millie [?] with the [?]
35 thousand for a duff
You make it twerk for me
You get the percs for me
80.000 of for her Burgy’
You get the verse for free
I make her worship me
I might cop her a verse from me
Turn to a V.I.P, ya’ll nigga work for me
You want a bag, oh no, no, no
That nigga droppin’ and poppin and ringin’ on my door
I make her sit up and suck it, she fuckin’ at my shows
That nigga scared of, it’s so funny, she suckin’ assholes, ayy

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Drip, drip, no shoestring my sneaker, won’t trip
My jeans, they so tight, they don’t fit
Still I walk around with a stick on my hip
VVS diamonds right behind my lip
Don’t walk with less than 50 on my wrist
Diamonds so cold on my neck, it got me sick
Raf Simons mix it up with the Rick’
Flexin’ on these haters who sent me “My bad”
Made it from the soil, made it from the rags
Richer than your first, richer than your last
L U V, know I got the swag
Pop a rubber band, pop another Xan
I groove around, party pack with hand
I’m seeing double lookin’ through my lens
Tell me what you want, I just want your friend

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton diamond, keep calm
All you do is point at what you want (Point it up)
Crystal cut pointers and charm
35 thousand for a duff
Nigga tried to buy the cash cost
[?] Millie [?] with the [?]
35 thousand for a duff
You make it twerk for me (Twerk)
You get the percs for me
80.000 of for her Burgy’
You get the verse for free
I make her worship me
I might cop her a verse from me
Turn to a V.I.P, ya’ll nigga work for me
You want a bag, oh no, no, no
That nigga droppin’ and poppin and ringin’ on my door
I make her sit up and suck it, she fuckin’ at my shows
That nigga scared of, it’s so funny, she suckin’ assholes, ayy

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Diamonds they cook my wrist
Leg it, they fuck all the skits, woo
Left wrist sittin’ on a brick
Bitch had it ‘lot like a pig (Shee)
Fist work came for the shit
Grab a AK for the wrist (Grab AK)
Gorilla, rub your Bape on a bitch
Shoot your card K on a bitch (Bitch)
We livin’ state to state on a bitch (We livin’ state to state, yeah)
We never ever play with the bitch (We never ever play no)
Do everything the same on a bitch
We only pick the brain of the bitch
I thought to [?] big bills on a bitch
I got a few C’s on a bitch
I made another lead on a bitch
My diamond ’bout to [?] bitch

[Bridge: Young Thug]
What’s the move?
I’m tired of earnin’ you (Oh yeah)
I was tired of spyin’ on ya’
Tried to paint my shoes
Make it rain on you (Rain)
It was hard to maintain too, uh
I was playin’ games with you
Like you couldn’t play games too, hey, okay

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton diamond, keep calm
All you do is point at what you want (Point it up)
Crystal cut pointers and charm
35 thousand for a duff
Nigga tried to buy the cash cost
[?] Millie [?] with the [?]
35 thousand for a duff
You make it twerk for me (Twerk)
You get the percs for me
80.000 of for her Burgy’
You get the verse for free
I make her worship me
I might cop her a verse from me
Turn to a V.I.P, ya’ll nigga work for me
You want a bag, oh no, no, no
That nigga droppin’ and poppin and ringin’ on my door
I make her sit up and suck it, she fuckin’ at my shows
That nigga scared of, it’s so funny, she suckin’ assholes, ayy

Chance the Rapper – Eternal Lyrics

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[Intro: Chance the Rapper]
Oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, gotta throw it down

[Refrain: Chance the Rapper]
Side chicks can’t dance like this, uh
Side niggas can’t dance like this, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Side niggas can’t step like this, uh-uh
Side niggas can’t stand like this, uh-uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (You know what time it is)

[Verse 1: Chance the Rapper]
What you know about this? This before your time
I used to two-step in the 019
I always been fine, this is not new wine
I just happened to find a way to live my whole life in my prime
Side niggas don’t look this good, can’t cook this good
Can’t fuck this good, can’t get right
You send him to the store and forget that he left
You send me to the store, I come back with a chef
I’ll come back out of breath
While your side nigga sittin’ at the club with a booty on his chin like a cleft
I don’t never want two that’s the same as the next
I made the three more famous than Steph
No cap, that’s a roundhouse kick to a Jameson’s neck
I got a Jada Pinkett keeping sure my shame is in check
Cross-legged in the dojo, my master, mentor
Side chicks can’t take out splinters
Side chicks make they Kool-Aid with Splenda
Side chicks can’t come to Auntie Linda’s house
They gon’ send her off, they gon’ send her out
To buy more things that they hid in the couch
Don’t you know that side niggas can’t cop no Tesla?
Pull up in a ring like wrestlers
Pop out at the soccer game with the VVS’s and a bunch of snacks
Model X Falcon, backseat, doing jumping jacks
20-1-9, I want it one of a kind
2020, I’ma be ahead of my time
Twenty thousand leagues, the biggest fish in the pond
But if you never go fishing, it’s something you’ll never find

[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
We can be (Eternal), eternal (Forever and ever)
We can be (Eternal), eternal (Eternal, baby, we can be eternal, baby)

[Verse 2: Smino]
I know some shawties that’ll blast for me over blasphemy
And throw that ass for me, show my last to sleep
Huh, slow motion so I had to see
Before you start, fill my glass, wipe my glasses
I love her passion, ooh (Sweet)
I drunk her passionfruit (Sweet)
I’m runnin’ through your organs like when I pass the hoop
I wanna pass the ball, I don’t pass the ball
I’m Kobe, baby, I ate it up
I ain’t ate all month, you lookin’ like a plate of lunch
Sentiment was edgy if she let her get stoned
Almost fell in love, I hurt my heart from these songs
Terminally known, she can feel it in the stones
Huh, now she giving me ultimatums
I told her I hate tomatoes, some chances, I gotta take ’em
I can’t see for the life of me
Why all these hoes like me when I got wifey?
Side chicks can’t do flat twists
Bet a dollar you could buy me a Brisk (Yeah, yeah)
Side chicks can’t cook no grits
Grits, nigga, grits

[Chorus: Chance the Rapper]
We can be (Eternal), eternal (Forever and ever)
We can be (Eternal), eternal (Eternal, baby, we can be eternal, baby)

[Refrain: Chance the Rapper]
Side chicks can’t dance like this, uh
Side niggas can’t dance like this, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Side niggas can’t step like this, uh-uh
Side niggas can’t stand like this, uh-uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Outro]
Oh yeah

Lil Yachty – Respect My Name Lyrics

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[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Big Boat, Big Boat, King Boat (Yeah)
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name, nigga (Respect on my name)
Put some respect on my name, nigga (Yeah)
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Since they went, I had come up in the game
These niggas throw dirt on my name, huh (Fuck ’em)
Put some respect on my name, nigga (Yeah)
Put some respect on my name (Yeah, Boat)
Put some respect on my name, nigga (Bitch)
Put some respect on my name
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name (Respect it, uh oh)
Put some respect on my name, nigga (Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh)
Put some respect on my name

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Ayy I do not want no Aventador (No)
I might go run for the senator (Yeah)
None of these pussy ass rap niggas never ever been my mentor (Fuck no)
These niggas hard on the internet (Soulja)
These niggas take pictures when they rock charterjets
I don’t take pictures, just do it (Like Nike)
Didn’t have to say it, you knew it (You did)
Shout out to 21 gang (21 gang, 21)
Look at my chain, VVS diamonds, they bling, they blaow, they blang
My ring, my watch, my rings
Cost something, the price was insane
How did you do it, how did you do it?
Follow vermons in the Buick
Record so the city can view it

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Big Boat, Big Boat, King Boat (Yeah)
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name, nigga (Respect on my name)
Put some respect on my name, nigga (Yeah)
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Since they went, I had come up in the game
These niggas throw dirt on my name, huh (Fuck ’em)
Put some respect on my name, nigga (Yeah)
Put some respect on my name (Yeah, Boat)
Put some respect on my name, nigga (Bitch)
Put some respect on my name
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name (Respect it, uh oh)
Put some respect on my name, nigga (Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh)
Put some respect on my name

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Woah, woah, put some respect on my name (21)
Put some respect on my gang (21)
Put some respect on my chain (Chain)
Put some respect on my aim (My aim)
Put some respect on my aim
My shooters, they pull up and shoot at your brain (Vrrah)
Put some respect on my Pyrex, nigga, I’m cooking cocaine (Skrrt)
Put some respect on my Instagram, I know your bitch wanna fuck for the fame (21)
Put some respect on my shoes ’cause the bottom look like I done stepped in some paint (Loubs)
Poured up, told the pharmacist put some respect on my pain (Syrup)
You know I got a lot of money, ho, put some respect on my bank (Commas)
Get on your knees, bitch, Young Savage put respect on her face, eugh, aight

[Chorus: Lil Yachty]
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name, nigga (Respect on my name)
Put some respect on my name, nigga (Yeah)
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Since they went, I had come up in the game
These niggas throw dirt on my name, huh (Fuck ’em)
Put some respect on my name, nigga (Yeah)
Put some respect on my name (Yeah, Boat)
Put some respect on my name, nigga (Bitch)
Put some respect on my name
Put some respect on my name, nigga
Put some respect on my name (Respect it, uh oh)
Put some respect on my name, nigga (Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh)
Put some respect on my name

Juice WRLD – Whistles Lyrics

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[Intro]
Oh oh (Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Woah bitch woah damn
Oh oh (Ya dig?)

[Chorus]
Bitches in my closet it’s a freak show
Ain’t been here for long man like a week, oh
Ain’t living in my brib got a new home
I told them to come party in Juice WRLD
Bitches in my closet like a freak show
Ain’t been here for long just a week though
Took ’em in they said they need a new home
I told them to come party in Juice WRLD

[Verse 1]
Maryjane and molly all the time (Yeah yeah yeah)
Percocets and lean cross my mind (Yeah yeah yeah)
Bad lil’ bitch with a tat on her spine (Bad)
Really really wanna get behind (Smash smash smash)
Took her to my lair, in the Himalayas (Uh uh, yeah)
.40 like its Halo, bitch I’m a slayer (Uh uh, bitch)
This is not an Xbox, but I’m still a player (Uh uh, yeah)
But I ain’t playing games with ya (Uh uh, real life take her)
Got yo’ girl I real life take her
Turn her over then I’ll back break her
Nigga you my son like I’m Darth Vader
Told my homie shoot first talk later

[Chorus]
Bitches in my closet it’s a freak show (Yeah yeah)
Ain’t been here for long man like a week, oh (Yeah yeah yeah)
Ain’t living in my brib got a new home (Bitch yeah)
I told them to come party in Juice WRLD (I told them to come party, 999)
Bitches in my closet like a freak show (Freak show, woah)
Ain’t been here for long just a week though (Just a week, oh)
Took ’em in they said they need a new home (Need a new home)
I told them to come party in Juice WRLD (Juice WRLD)

[Verse 2]
I told them to come party in Juice WRLD (Yeah yeah)
We in different places we in two worlds (We in two yeah)
Why have one when you can have two girls (Why)
Why have gold when you can have diamonds and pearls (Gleam)
VVS on my wrist don’t ask the price you can’t afford it (Yeah, bitch)
Matter fact if I take my shoes and sell them that’s your mortgage (Yeah, bitch)
Shoot a fuck nigga in the face, the police scrambling, Law & Order (Gra gra, bitch)
But he still taking pounds from the plugs leaving quarters (Trap)
Rich as fuck, what the fuck is a quarter (Fuck is a quarter, nigga?)
She swallowed my kids, what the fuck is a daughter (Fuck is a daughter, nigga?)
G Money telling me to go harder (Gang gang gang)
I’ma start walking on water
Told my mom I’m getting rich so I get me a crib up in the forest
Crib finna be so big they gon’ have that shit on Dora the Explorer (Yeah)
And then when I have kids they gon’ be rich, ain’t no unemployment (Yeah)
And if a nigga get in the way we kill him, he so unimportant (Gra gra, bitch)

[Chorus]
Bitches in my closet it’s a freak show (Freak show)
Ain’t been here for long man like a week, oh (Like a week, oh)
Ain’t living in my brib got a new home
I told them to come party in Juice WRLD (I told them to come party in)
Bitches in my closet like a freak show
Ain’t been here for long just a week though
Took ’em in they said they need a new home
I told them to come party in Juice WRLD (I told them to come party in)

[Outro]
I told them to come party in Juice WRLD
I told them to come party in Juice WRLD
I told them to come party in Juice WRLD
I told them to come party in Juice WRLD
Yeah, yeah oh
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

Young Thug – Muddy Lyrics

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Play this song

[Intro: Lucci]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, I told her
Hey, ayy, hey
Hey, double up my cup, I like it extra muddy
(Mike Will made it)
(Go, go)

[Chorus: Lucci & Young Thug]
Hey, double up my cup, I like it extra muddy
VVS on us, [?] flooded
I didn’t want this [?]
She brought her friend with us so she can help her suck it
I can’t say no-no-no-no-no-no-no
My diamonds shinin’ like they headlights, headlights
(Aw no-no-no-no-no-no)
Ohh, I hit these bitches with that get right, get right

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Naw-naw-naw-naw-naw-naw-naw
I ain’t gettin’ inside no car [?], no way
I’m big dog-dog-dog-dog-dog-dog
Ain’t [?], no way, no way
She come around-round-round-round-round-round
All she wanna do is fuck and watch, she watch it
I’m so-so-so-so-so-so-so
[?] with my bro last night, she’s a thotty
Ayy, they need to thotty dance, make me a thotty dance
She could never be mine, she loud as a ambulance
I go brazy, I go Taliban
Tell ’em man, I’m the real man, I’m not that other man
Hey, I’m not sweet, I’m not no sucker, man
I’m on that bitch like I’m a cover, man
I feel like these bitches owe me like the government
Me and Lucci got two twins like we [?]

[Chorus: Lucci & Young Thug]
Hey, double up my cup, I like it extra muddy
VVS on us, [?] flooded
I didn’t want this [?]
She brought her friend with us so she can help her suck it
I can’t say no-no-no-no-no-no-no
My diamonds shinin’ like they headlights, headlights
(Aw no-no-no-no-no-no)
Ohh, I hit these bitches with that get right, get right

[Verse 2: Offset]
Oh no-no-no-no-no-no
I made a million, honest I ain’t ever sell my soul
Count the bankroll, I ain’t worried ’bout a bitch
Cause them hoes come and go
I’m just tryna hit your camel toe
Get low like you do the tootsie roll
I ain’t goin’ back and forth with these niggas
Lamborghini, lift the doors on these niggas
Try me, then my trigger finger start itchin’
I know you trickin’, got a lot of miles on your engine
Made a million, make a million more
Hoppin’ out the ‘Rari, plenty love
I’m shittin’ on you niggas, toilet bowl

[Chorus: Lucci & Young Thug]
Hey, double up my cup, I like it extra muddy
VVS on us, [?] flooded
I didn’t want this [?]
She brought her friend with us so she can help her suck it
I can’t say no-no-no-no-no-no-no
My diamonds shinin’ like they headlights, headlights
(Aw no-no-no-no-no-no)
Ohh, I hit these bitches with that get right, get right

Wiz Khalifa – Alright Lyrics

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[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Said I’m alright (Alright)
Everywhere I go, bitch I’m alright (Alright)
Yeah, attracting bold bitches all night (All night)
VVS them diamonds, bitch they all ice (All ice)
Yeah, I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)
Yeah, said I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)
Yeah, said I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)
Yeah, said I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)

[Verse 1: Preme]
Pull up in the Maybach
CJ with me looking hella tipsy
White girl with me and the molly got her dancing hella Brittany
1400 hoodie on, red, looking hella trippy
Bobby Shmurda niggas
Houston bitches with me on that Whitney ouu
I came out the coldest city with the hottest bitch
I pull up popping at these niggas if they popping shit
Them bitches tryna fall in love and trying to fall in rich
She got it going brush her teeth before she suck my dick
My dog want that payback and I might have to OK that
Pull up on that clown and pull them down cause my homie don’t play that
Mobbing deep, give them hell on earth
I come from the dirt
Get yo merked, ain’t talking water guns, but all them choppers squirt

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Said I’m alright (Alright)
Everywhere I go, bitch I’m alright (Alright)
Yeah, attracting bold bitches all night (All night)
VVS them diamonds, bitch they all ice (All ice)
Yeah, I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)
Yeah, said I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)
Yeah, said I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)
Yeah, said I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Uh, black and yellow, with the pedal
Getting rich, but from the ghetto
Took off to another level
Been to war, I got the medals
Different flows, I got several
Different clothes, hopping out expensive doors
Never let a nigga pose
If it’s fine with you
Then it’s fine with me
If you never try you never find out how real it could be
Got your girls with you
Got my niggas with me
Spend it all and get it back
Being broke is just a memory
Yeah, every-time I hit the club with her we be turning heads
I put numbers on the board
Smell the KK when I’m bored
Private jet, when I board
Give respect across the board
Get a check, when I go
We pull up bitch, we don’t troll

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Said I’m alright (Alright)
Everywhere I go, bitch I’m alright (Alright)
Yeah, attracting bold bitches all night (All night)
VVS them diamonds, bitch they all ice (All ice)
Yeah, I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)
Yeah, said I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)
Yeah, said I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)
Yeah, said I’m telling you I’m alright (I’m alright)

YNW Melly – No More Lyrics

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[Chorus]
I ain’t tryna get in my feelings, but damn (But damn)
What’s goin’ on, bro? I thought you was fam (Was fam)
And you mad at me about a bitch Instagram (Like damn)
Got me like, “What the fuck wrong with him?”

[Verse 1]
Tryna beef over some pussy, that’s funny (That’s funny)
Can’t believe this ho made you her crash dummy
The way you act, that ho pussy better be squirtin’ out money
Platinum diamond, VVS’ payin’ taxes or somethin’
But it’s okay, I understand, you just couldn’t keep it a hunnid
While you locked up somebody else shovin’ that dick in her stomach
I can’t be beefin’ bout these bitches, bruh, this shit gettin’ old
Knowin’ that pussy stainless steel, but yet you treat it like gold
They been showin’ me that these niggas ain’t real (Ain’t real, fuck nigga)
Get caught up with that time, they gon’ squeal (Gon’ squeal)
These bitches ain’t shit, these niggas ain’t real (Ain’t real)
Keep playin’, your ass fuck ’round and get killed
What’s goin’ on, bro, I heard you been trippin’ (Was trippin’)
I thought you kept it real from beginnin’
Until I heard that track you made and I came to some suspicions
I can’t believe to my surprise, one of my woadies sneak dissin’

[Bridge]
Yeah, you turned cold, I can’t fuck with you
It’s like that Molly done turned you into a fuck nigga
Hold up, wait, bro, pose for the picture
You officially have been framed as a fuck nigga
And that’s truth, this… ain’t fuckin’ with you at all
And look, they be snapped, but this fuck nigga ain’t my dawg
That ain’t my dawg no more
That ain’t my dawg (No)
That ain’t my dawg no more (Nah)

[Chorus]
I ain’t tryna get in my feelings, but damn (But damn)
What’s goin’ on, bro? I thought you was fam (Was fam)
And you mad at me about a bitch Instagram (Like damn)
Got me like, “What the fuck wrong with—”

[Verse 2]
I can’t be fuckin’ with none of these niggas
‘Cause all of these niggas be actin’ like bitches
You know that I’m straight out of Indian River
I don’t give no fuck about none of these niggas
We just tryna run up this mothafuckin’ skrilla
All of my niggas, they really some killers
See you a pussy, I used to fuck with you
But then you turned cold on me, nigga what’s up?
I cannot go, oh, oh like that (I can’t go like that)
Can’t believe you switched up like a ho like that
Like bruh, I know you ain’t got many hoes like that
I would have let you have the bitch
I would have let you smash the bitch
I don’t give a fuck, nigga (What?)
‘Cause you’re still a fuck nigga (What?)
And that time you let me hold your pistol
You should have bucked, nigga
Wait, I should’ve bucked you, nigga
But now I’m feelin’ like fuck you, nigga (Fuck you)
And if this chopper ever catch you, it’s hungry
It eat your bitch ass up for supper, nigga (Yum, yum, yum, yum)
Sometimes I wake up and I be in my feelings all night
Sometimes tell that I was reminiscin’
All of these bitches, they wasn’t even missin’ me
Now they all on me and they tryna kiss me
I thought that we were 51-50, but you could never be with us
These niggas claim they fuck with us, but really be the enemy

[Chorus]
I ain’t tryna get in my feelings, but damn (But damn)
What’s goin’ on, bro? I thought you was fam (Was fam)
And you mad at me about a bitch Instagram (Like damn)
Got me like, “What the fuck wrong with him?”

[Outro]
Tryna beef over some pussy, that’s funny (That’s funny)
Can’t believe this ho made you her crash dummy
The way you act, that ho pussy better be squirtin’ out money
Platinum diamond, VVS’ payin’ taxes or somethin’
But it’s okay, I understand, you just couldn’t keep it a hunnid
And you just couldn’t keep it a hunnid

Juice WRLD – I Wanna Lyrics

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[Intro]
Sweatin’ bullets boy

[Chorus]
Bitch you goin’ hard, I’m goin’ harder
VVS wetter than some water
Hey I know you see me ballin’ like a starter
I want money, money, money in that order
Hey, young nigga, I could fuck yo daughter
Young nigga still could fuck yo momma
I do what I want because I wanna
I do what I want because I wanna

[Verse 1]
I heard that yo nigga was a loser
I don’t fuck with school, I’m Ferris Bueller
Fuck with me, I’m finna get my ruger
Pretty nigga, but I still be that shooter
Bad bitch look like she at Hooters
Glock clip lookin’ like a ruler
I don’t give a fuck if I lose her
I’m finessin bitches, damn I had to fool her
Woah, time to switch my flow, yeah
I be switchin’ hoes, yeah
Had to let em know, yeah
Had to let em go, yeah
I got big guns, lookin’ like it’s G.I. Joe
Run up on me, dumb mama, let that Nina blow yeah

[Chorus]
Bitch you goin’ hard, I’m goin’ harder
VVS wetter than some water
Hey I know you see me ballin’ like a starter
I want money, money, money in that order
Hey, young nigga, I could fuck yo daughter
Young nigga still could fuck yo momma
I do what I want because I wanna
I do what I want because I wanna

[Verse 2]
Surfin’ on yo bitch, it got me wavy
Red bottom boolin’ got me brazy
Finna come and take yo little lady
I’ma fuck that bitch and she gon’ pay me
Gold grill flossin, got me pretty
Told that bitch, I never walk, I run the city
Keep a couple real killers, they be with me
Down to shoot a nigga in his kidney
Hey, what, I just be fuckin’ that bitch again
Nigga I’m tryna get rich again, yeah
That’s how I live again, yeah
Run in yo crib again, put the pistol to yo kids again, yeah
I’m finna get it in, money on me so you know I’ma spend, yeah

[Chorus]
Bitch you goin’ hard, I’m goin’ harder
VVS wetter than some water
Hey I know you see me ballin’ like a starter
I want money, money, money in that order
Hey, young nigga, I could fuck yo daughter
Young nigga still could fuck yo momma
I do what I want because I wanna
I do what I want because I wanna

Lil Yachty – Riley From the Boondocks Lyrics

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[Intro]
Uh, moonwalk, beat like a boom box (Beat)
With the shits like I’m Riley from The Boondocks (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
With lil’ bro on the block, he got two Glocks
All he rock is track suits and Nike socks
And Maybach Mitch on the beat too, bitch

[Verse 1]
Ooh, bitch, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, bitch, Ike Turner the beat
600 degrees
Baby just want a degree
I’ma pay all of the fees
Yup, told her, “We need more like you”
Really need less like me
I’ma Slimeball like Nudy
I slang wood like Judy
488, red ruby
Wait, I cannot fuck with the Jakes
Hmm, unless it’s TD
Slide on yo bitch like a CD
Rarely seen, when I am, it’s a Kodak
You niggas snitchin’, I already know that
Make a decision by makin’ decision
These niggas be switchin’, I’ma have to cut ’em
But touch my umbrella
We can’t be related ’cause I’m a go-getter
And he’s just too lazy, the Glock got the laser
The pump got the laser, the Uzi, a laser
The AR, a laser, I’m strapped, don’t do tasers
Yeah, turn you to a tater
Just got an AP and stomp out like the Raiders
I prayed to be best, I’m like crackin’ away from
I’m cool with my neighbors, they plot with the mayors
I can’t get in trouble
I only back down if I’m shootin’, I double
She ride on the dick like the bike with the muffle
I said I had one, but I keep me a couple
I can’t do no scuffle

[Chorus]
Uh, moonwalk, beat like a boom box (Beat)
With the shits like I’m Riley from The Boondocks (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
With lil’ bro on the block, he got two Glocks
All he rock is track suits and Nike socks
Uh, moonwalk, beat like a boom box (Beat)
With the shits like I’m Riley from The Boondocks (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
With lil’ bro on the block, he got two Glocks
All he rock is track suits and Nike socks

[Verse 2]
Hmm, shit, I got Nike money (Checks)
Signed with QC and started actin’ funny
Changed my number five times since you’ve had it, dummy
I’m outside, it’s V-Live, come and press it, dummy (Damn)
I ain’t givin’ clout (Nope), I ain’t givin’ clout (Nope)
Lick that pussy ’til it’s squirtin’ like a sprinkler spout
Fuck her once, then I took her to the In-N-Out
Bitch, I’m all about the gang, ain’t no signin’ out
Yeah, we vibin’ out, and they ridin’ out
Bet you say the wrong thing, then we wildin’ out
Don’t you get it? Aim it at your fitted
This ain’t New Edition, VVS’ glisten
I was raised by the loaders, they don’t ever listen
Disrespect boys, then we X boys

[Chorus]
Uh, moonwalk, beat like a boom box (Beat)
With the shits like I’m Riley from The Boondocks (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
With lil’ bro on the block, he got two Glocks
All he rock is track suits (And what?) and Nike socks
Uh, moonwalk, beat like a boom box (Beat)
With the shits like I’m Riley from The Boondocks (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
With lil’ bro on the block, he got two Glocks
All he rock is track suits (And what?) and Nike socks

Usher – Gift Shop lyrics

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[Intro: Usher]
(Zaytoven)
I walk up in that motherfucker like, get what you want
Ayy, let me get that
Gift shop, gift shop, yeah

[Chorus: Usher]
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop
Locked in the bag like a Ziploc
Got your main thing in the lip-lock
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop
Audemars don’t go tick-tock (Tick-tock)
Ice box diamonds in my wrist watch (Wrist watch)

[Verse 1: Usher]
Got it, I’ma spend it, gotta do it big
‘Cause I be talkin’ more than millions (Yeah)
Court-side, no tickets
Blue tint, sittin’ pretty, uh, yeah, uh
I’m in your bitch like, yeah (Yeah)
Hop in that whip, and smash
What’s on my neck? That glass
That foreign lil’ whip been crashed
A lot of those diamonds ain’t real
My nigga gon’ get it how he live (Yeah)
Good life, who this?
She do what she can for a Fendi bag (Yeah)
Iced out wrist, that gliss, that gliss, that gliss
Girl on my dick, my tip, my tip

[Chorus: Usher]
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Locked in the bag like a Ziploc (Ziploc)
Got your main thing in the lip-lock (Yeah, yeah)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Audemars don’t go tick-tock (Tick-tock)
Ice box diamonds in my wrist watch (Wrist watch)

[Bridge: Usher]
Way, way, way (Add it up)
Came, came, came (To fuck it up)
Foreign whips, new Mulsanne
Kick shit, no Lui Kang

[Chorus: Usher]
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Locked in the bag like a Ziploc (Ziploc)
Got your main thing in the lip-lock (Yeah, yeah)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Audemars don’t go tick-tock (Tick-tock)
Ice box diamonds in my wrist watch (Wrist watch)

[Verse 2: Gunna]
I treat the Gucci store like a gift shop
I put some Fiji water in a wrist watch
Then showed her how to ball like a big shark
I spent a couple thousand on her ass shots
She got all colors in the G socks
That’s a Rolex not a G-Shock (G-Shock)
I’m diggin’ in her while she got her legs locked (Got her legs locked)
We fuckin’ in the penthouse at the tip top (Oh)
Make her cum again, spend a hundred bands, new Mercedes-Benz
Gucci store again, had to let us, private when we land
I gave her a chance, gave her the advance, diamond on her hands
VVS’ dance, Off-White on the Vans, Tesla for a van
I’m rubbin’ on her skin, she gon’ let me in, we ain’t gon’ pretend
I’m her latest friend, she don’t chase her Hen’ and ain’t scared to sin
I’ma give her a lend, purse that cost a ten, help her on the rent
We just wanna win, just don’t care to spend, Gucci store again

[Chorus: Usher]
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Locked in the bag like a Ziploc (Ziploc)
Got your main thing in the lip-lock (Yeah, yeah)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Audemars don’t go tick-tock (Tick-tock)
Ice box diamonds in my wrist watch (Wrist watch)

[Bridge: Usher]
Way, way, way
This shit, got me feelin’ like Michael
She call me her idol
She play me Tidal
She cum on arrival
But I don’t want no bridal
Oh, oh, oh

[Chorus: Usher]
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Locked in the bag like a Ziploc (Ziploc)
Got your main thing in the lip-lock (Yeah, yeah)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Audemars don’t go tick-tock (Tick-tock)
Ice box diamonds in my wrist watch (Wrist watch)

[Outro: Usher]
Got it, I’ma spend it, gotta do it big
‘Cause I be talkin’ more than millions (Yeah)
Court-side, no tickets
Blue tint, sittin’ pretty, uh, yeah, uh
I’m in your bitch like, yeah (Yeah)
Hop in that whip, and smash
What’s on my neck? That glass
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Locked in the bag like a Ziploc (Ziploc)
Got your main thing in the lip-lock (Yeah, yeah)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)
Treat the Gucci store like a gift shop (Gift shop)