Russ – Splash Out 3.0 Lyrics

[Russ]
Intro:
I love my freedom
But i risk it anywhere i see them
‘i i i i love mr. WOT entertainment’
G8
Cruuuddddddd
100 man fuck that
Big ting always on hip can’t lack
Anything 8 get brr get wack
Back out my, grip firm attack
Bore up your head leave shanks in plaits
Free up my dargs they soon come back
Bore up your head leave shanks in plaits
Free up my dargs they soon come back

Verse 1:
Classified member
I don’t know nothing ’bout pressure (none)
Do up an opp with pleasure (do him)
Akeee pull up my rams get splashy (splash splash)
Fuck the verbal attack me (come)
Got plenty names on this shank b (nuff)
Still walk with sticks come like bambi
She said i’m sweeter than candy (sweet)
Just hit up the spot and cream it
Samples for the cats just tease ’em
I love my freedom
But i risk it anywhere i see them (onsite)
Left numerous fuck boys bleeding
Left humerous big men screaming (bitches)
She’s mine if i start gunleaning
[?]
25+ your way too bitter
Live in the flesh
Fat boy got quicker
Still out here can’t see that nigga
Smash mans car, insurance nigga?

Verse 2:
Shit den, pull up they panic ching him (ching him)
Metal straight in him
Big ting ain’t no kitchen (large one)
Rip skin tear off his ting (tear it)
Cheeky try slap off a [?]
Back this one it comes with a bang (bow)
No talking just stretch out my hand
Slap more then 3 man in your gang
100 man fuck that
Big ting always on hip can’t lack
Anything 8 get brr get wack
Back out my, grip firm attack
Bore up your head leave shanks in plaits
Free up my dargs they soon come back
Bore up your head leave shanks in plaits (ching splash)
Free up my dargs they soon come back

Verse 3:
Test it
Bruck it
2 piece buss it
Ying yang flood it
Upsuh i love it
Test it
Bruck it
2 piece buss it
Ying yang flood it
Upsuh i love it

Outro:
Got kicked out a section too
Shsh backed a wap on you
Shit den i feel sorry for you
In your vid thats my jacket too
I don’t know nothing ’bout pressure
Do up an opp with pleasure
Akee fuck the verbal attck me

KRS-One – You Like Me Lyrics

As long as I’m dancin
Actin or rappin
Walkin around like
I don’t know what’s happenin
You like me (x4)

If I’m talkin bout drinkin
And nothin bout thinkin
As long as I’m high
And I never ask why
You like me (x4)

But the second I start with the state of the economy
Black leadership, Black gods and Black sovereignty
That’s when you can’t seem to follow me, confusion
You feel like you losin, I’m no longer amusin
This song’s about choosin, choosin why you cruisin
Either Black entertainment or the Black Revolution
People love to see a young Black man rap
Until he wakes up and realize he’s caught in the trap

So as long as I’m dancin
Actin or rappin
Walkin around like
I don’t know what’s happenin
You like me (x4)

If I’m talking bout drinkin
And nothin bout thinkin
As long as I’m high
And I never ask why
You like me (x4)

But the minute I get in it bout the way these rappers spit it
The minute I start spittin that truth here comes a critic
I freestyle off the top like removin ya yankee fitted
But they not really checkin for skills, they want the gimmick
Many of the challenges we face, we could solve em
But there’s no trust, no unity, and that’s the problem
Black people fightin amongst themselves that’s the problem
White people fightin amongst themselves that’s the problem
US foreign policy is simply just bomb em
Rebels against they own government, the US arms em
Then when things get outta hand, yeah they try to calm em
More money, more diplomacy, just charm em
If that doesn’t work then they move to “Osama”
Turn him into a terrorist, so they can disarm em
Through the corporate media, we don’t stand a chance
But too many people wanna us to just stand and dance

So as long as I’m dancin
Actin or rappin
Walkin around like
I don’t know what’s happenin
You like me (x4)

If I’m talking bout drinkin
And nothin bout thinkin
As long as I’m high
And I never ask why
You like me (x4)

You like me, you like me, you like me
You like me, you like me, you like me

Classified – Damn Right Lyrics

[Intro]
(Realtor) Hello! Come on
(Realtor) Nice to see you, welcome
(Classified) How you doing man, this is the place?
(Realtor) You bet it’s the place
(Classified) It’s a lot older than what the ad said
(Realtor) Oh it’s old; it’s real old, a man died in there
(Classified) Really?
(Realtor) Yeah, during the boom; bad handler
(Classified) Can we go check it out?
(Realtor) I ain’t never been in there, man; no one ain’t
(Realtor) No one been in there since the man died
(Realtor) You wanna check it out? Yeah, I’ll give you ten minutes
(Classified) Yeah, I wanna go check it out. Take a couple pictures
(Realtor) You take whatever you want
(Realtor) Do whatever you want in there, I wouldn’t go in
(Realtor) You go hear me, don’t break anything in there
(Realtor) You hear me? Don’t go breaking anything!

Here, here goes another classic (here goes another classic)
Yeah, let’s take it back to

[Chorus]
Two turntables and a mic
Wiggity-wiggity whip the microphone; it’s God damn right
That’s the only way they’re gonna hear you
Refreshing it for you

[Chorus #2]
Two turntables and a mic
Wiggity-wiggity whip the microphone; it’s God damn right
Yeah, you’re talking that bullshit
That’s the only way they’re gonna hear you

[Verse 1]
Yeah, yeah
And yo, straight from the motherfucking field
Everything I do is too real, too ill
Said they want rap shit, gotta give ’em rap shit
Run up in your city with that gritty boombox shit
Yell it to the world, never sleep on me
I’m just tryna wake ’em up with some free coffee
This is what you need, this isn’t tongue in cheek
This is that one, two, three
No Sesame Street, but the numbers speak; like, come on
It’s going down, I’m ’bout to free fall
I hold it down like a fat kid on a seesaw
I do it bigger than bigger, I do it big y’all
I ate a volume of balls bigger than beach balls
I’m locked and loaded this is for survival
Fuck fame, it killed my idols; Biggie and Michael
And ain’t nobody talking making any sense
Like people at the shows still sitting in the stands
Yeah; I bet it all like Pro-Line
I ran it through the goal line, and hit the fucking gold mine
They try to leave me out to dry, hang ’em from the clothesline
But watch me go with Showtime, that’s why I pay ’em no mind

[Bridge]
Now let me know if we gotta get in (damn right)
We be busy rocking maybe you’re asleep (damn right)
Ain’t nobody here ready to leave (damn right)
So here we go (here we go)
Come on, come on

[Chorus]
Two turntables and a mic
Wiggity-wiggity whip the microphone; it’s God damn right
That’s the only way they’re gonna hear you
Refreshing it for you

[Verse 2]
Let me nibble on your nipple and tickle you ’til you giggle
Baby, I keep it dirty since I was simple and little
I scribble these riddles to spin your head like a swivel
I talk my way out of pickles, you talkin’ so superficial
We know it, we know it; I keep it hardcore like parkour
Luke against the Dark Lord like it’s Star Wars
I keep it sweating like Rick Ross, flip flops
I took my life into my own hands like criss-cross
Don’t even try to correct me (you won’t)
Don’t even try to understand and dissect me
And keep your mouth shut, you’re talking too recklessly
I’m ’bout to cut your lifeline, like a vasectomy
Successfully, I did this domestically
Without any recipe, I kept the integrity
I’m better than I ever been, I’m legend and a gentleman
Pumping like adrenaline, I’m pain relief like medicine
Man, who bumped the damn turntable?
I know you feeling good, but this could quickly turn fatal
Don’t ever stop the music when you rocking like this
‘Cause you could lose a great thing like 2Pac in Nine-Six

[Bridge]
Now let me know if we gotta get in (damn right)
We be busy rocking maybe you’re asleep (damn right)
Ain’t nobody here ready to leave (damn right)
So here we go (here we go)
Come on, come on

[Chorus]
Two turntables and a mic
Wiggity-wiggity whip the microphone; it’s God damn right
That’s the only way they’re gonna hear you
Refreshing it for you

[Outro]
Damn right
(Mike Boyd) Luke, where you at? Luke!
(Mike Boyd) Luke? … What are you doing man?
(Realtor) I guess their ten minutes is up

Meghan Trainor – Honey Honey Lyrics

Honey, honey, honey
Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money
And try and be my man
I hate the stupid girls who only want the world
Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money

Money, money, ma ma ma money
Honey, honey ha ha ha honey

Baby look in my eyes
And know that I’m true, I’m true
Don’t gotta impress nobody but you, but you
Did you really think that I would love you less?
But the thought of you got my mind in a mess
So put your lies, put your tries, and your money away

Honey, honey, honey
Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money
And try and be my man
I hate the stupid girls, who only want the world
Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money

Stop trying so hard to convince me (me, yeah.)
That you are the one I already see (Already see, woah)
Did you really think that I would judge you more?
Boy, you make my heart fall down to the floor
So put your lies, put your tries, and your words away

Honey, honey, honey
Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money
And try and be my man
I hate the stupid girls who only want the world
Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money

No, you know that I hate, the ones who act fake
Cause they think I like it
You say their wrong, been wrong for too long
And I can’t take it
So baby change your ways
Today

Honey, honey, honey
Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money
And try and be my man
I hate the stupid girls. who only want the world
Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money

Honey, honey, honey
Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money
And try and be my man
I hate the stupid girls. who only want the world
Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money

Honey, honey, honey
Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money
And try and be my man
I hate the stupid girls. who only want the world
Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money

King Los – 410 Gang Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah yeah
Uh
Ain’t no city light the city on
What nigga
Check it out look

[Hook]
410 410 410
410 410 410
Ain’t no city light the city on
Ain’t no city light the city on
Westside, eastside, southside
Northside niggas in the house like
410 410 410
410 410 410
Now shawty say she love my swag im in my bag (No cap)
Her nigga want some money don’t know how to act (No cap)

[Verse 1]
Okay, niggas looking silly ima prolly get a billi Im a product of the realest really got us with gorillas
Chilling in front of the building with my niggas in the jects
Lil nigga from the west getting figures in them checks like
Please don’t kill my vibe fuck up my day, yeah
Bullshit to the side fuck out my way, yeah
I hear them talk shit but thats okay
I just made another play a hundred k, yeah
Im from the town, Baltimore city they lay niggas down
I put it down, don’t fuck with no clown
They pushing that white or they flipping that brown no slipping lil nigga be gripping that ground
Convincing me take a lil trip through the town and I hold you down when you get to the

[Hook]
410 410 410
410 410 410
Ain’t no city light the city on
Ain’t no city light the city on
Westside, eastside, southside
Northside niggas in the house like
410 410 410
410 410 410
Now shawty say she love my swag im in my bag (No Cap)
Her nigga want some money don’t know how to act (No cap)

[Verse 2]
Im live and im from the side where they ride or die
A lot of niggas down to spy by the product I
Birthed a lot of niggas, served a lot of niggas
Hurt a lot of niggas, brutalized a nigga, murder lot of niggas
Ooh, I been a good king no cosign
I ain’t never heard no flow like mine
Niggas know I run this shit (On time)
Niggas know I run this bitch (On time)
Ooh keep it cool sure don’t crash slip uh
Chopper hit a nigga make him backflip yeah
I rap for the niggas never had shit ooh
Flew to the city got it back lit ooh
I reached out to every nigga that was building I slid in the dm’s that last made a killing and thats just the greatest muhfuckin feelin
Like hoppin in rarris and dropping the ceiling
Or being from nothing and clocking a million thats gangsta thats gangsta thats gangsta lets get it lets get it
This shit is a banger lets get it make a hundred million and come back and split with a

[Hook]
410 410 410
410 410 410
Ain’t no city light the city on
Ain’t no city light the city on
Westside, eastside, southside
Northside niggas in the house like
410 410 410
410 410 410
Now shawty say she love my swag im in my bag (No Cap)
Her nigga want some money don’t know how to act (No cap)

Mr Eazi – Property Lyrics

[Intro]
Na money be koko
It’s your boy Eazi
Zaga What?
Zaga That

[Chorus]
Baby all of my property
All of my property
I give you authority
I give you authority
If you go down like economy, economy
Baby you go follow me, follow me

[Verse 1]
I will like to know what you want (Zaga dat)
I will like to know what you need eh eh ah
I will like to know your size
So that when I am shopping I go dey buy am tight
Me I no be aka gum (Stingy)
I be Generious
Me I no go do you wrong like Lazarus
Baby maky go Jeje
Till the morning light
Me I no dey tight my hand o

[Chorus]
So Baby all of my property (all of my property)
I give you authority (I give you authority)
If you go down like economy, economy
Baby you go follow me, follow me

[Verse 2]
Na money be koko (Owo ni koko)
Your body be koko (yea Body be koko)
Baby walacolombo
For your sake I go walangoloco
From 9ja you dey disturb Soweto
Yea, Come make we go Toronto yeh yeh yeh

[Chorus]
Baby all of my property (all of my property)
I give you authority (I give you authority)
If you go down like economy, economy
Baby you go follow me, follow me yeh eh eh

[Outro]
Na money be koko

Moneybagg Yo – Exactly Lyrics

[Intro: Moneybagg Yo & YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
[?]
Can’t hear you
Punch me in
Do it all over

[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Back then she ain’t fuck with a nigga, but now she wanna cuff me
My sack bigger
Fuck on her, I leave
I’m that nigga
Dope on top of them trees like cat litter
I ain’t choosing no side, I stay in the middle
How the fuck he gon’ ride? He ain’t kill a nigga
I got over two bodies like John Diller
[?], we done hung niggas
Wockhardt on the bottle, that’s actually
Crack the seal
What I’m pouring up? Actavis
New Ferrari, buy it
I put a MAC in it
Yellow bitch, big booty
I’m smashing shit
From the gutter, fuck the rapping
I’m jacking shit
Money talking
Nigga playing, we smashing shit
[?], nigga know that we cancel shit
Fully loaded, fully ammo, immaculate

[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo]
On short notice, I just ran up 100
Well not 100, 97 exactly
Living cinematic, this a world premiere
I ain’t acting, but I’m fucking a actress
Blue hunnids gang bang, they stacking
Two bitches, one me exactly
Opps on the other street that’s action
Slide down, 100 round exactly
Exactly (exactly)
Look at they reaction, let’s see who the maddest (big mad)
I’m smashing (what)
‘Rari or Lamb’? let’s see what’s the fastest (skrrt)
Exactly (big drums on ’em)
Bands in the field, heritage, classic (woo)
Exactly (we the new dope)
Fed baby’s like two bricks in a plastic
Hey!

[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]
(Bagg)
For that pack I want exactly what I told you
And that’s closure
Dispensary out in Colorado, keep a backwood full of doja
Machine gun ‘cross the shoulder, wake the whole house up
Folgers
Shawty tripping on poster, like I’m ‘posed to
She want exposure
Six cars, I’m more than mobile
Rockstar, I’m never sober
Shit at all, what I owe them exactly?
Two for one, only one was a baddie
Plug hit, say he having contractions
That mean yay on the way (any day)
Straight off the block to a billboard spot
That mean I’m hotter than May

[Chorus: Moneybagg Yo]
On short notice, I just ran up 100
Well not 100, 97 exactly
Living cinematic, this a world premiere
I ain’t acting, but I’m fucking a actress
Blue hunnids gang bang, they stacking
Two bitches, one me exactly
Opps on the other street that’s action
Slide down, 100 round exactly
Exactly (exactly)
Look at they reaction, let’s see who the maddest (big mad)
I’m smashing (what)
‘Rari or Lamb’? let’s see what’s the fastest (skrrt)
Exactly (big drums on ’em)
Bands in the field, heritage, classic (woo)
Exactly (we the new dope)
Fed baby’s like two bricks in a plastic

[Outro]
Tay Keith too bangin’

Russ – Tell Me Why Lyrics

[Intro: Shiloh Dynasty & Russ]
Tell, tell, tell, yuh (yuh)

[Chorus: Russ & Shiloh Dynasty]
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell my why you’re waiting for so long
Tell me why you’re waiting, waiting

[Verse 1]
Watch you back up
Know you’re scared to love again
Every time you try, part of you just dies, you lookin dumb again
It’s so hard to trust again
So just like that you don’t (uh)
You ‘gon just get drunk again roll up and fuckin’ smoke (uh)
That one used to beat on you
That one used to cheat on you
The only one that cared, you ain’t believe him so he’s leavin you
Ain’t no family round you
Ain’t no friends that you can trust
Ain’t no love within yourself
But ain’t no way I’m giving up (come on)

[Chorus: Russ & Shiloh Dynasty]
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell my why you’re waiting for so long
Tell me why you’re waiting, waiting

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I swoop in and do my thing against my better judgment
I could tell you been through hell you need some better loving
I see movin on is hard
I see nooses round your heart
I see bruises, I see scars
I see proof to wanna start over
But you can’t see past the pain
I swear your past got you enslaved girl, you can’t see past the chains
I try showin you and tellin you the love you deserve
But me lovin you won’t work until you lovin you first (damn)

[Chorus: Russ & Shiloh Dynasty]
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell my why you’re waiting for so long
Tell me why you’re waiting
I don’t give a fuck ’bout
Tell my why you’re waiting for someone
Tell me why you’re waiting, waiting

Moneybagg Yo – Dice Game Lyrics

[Intro]
Tay Keith

[Chorus]
I want some nice brain (brain), she want some nice things (purses and shit)
I was just being a nigga, soon as I cum my mind changed (nah)
I’m racing a demon, back for the keys, knowing it might rain (speedin’)
Fuck it, I’m takin’ a gamble (fuck it), my life is a dice game (roll it)

[Verse]
You better bet on me, man I been passin’
You probably want me to crap out (seven)
I bet I jump before, let’s bet a hundred more (what’s that?)
That’s a rack on the come-out (G ball)
I’m in the Don, bae shotgun
Let down the roof ’cause the sun out (sun out)
White paint (dope), white interior (coke)
It feel like I’m in the crack house (blow out)
I feel like Lucious, hittin’ this cookie
I’m on the yellow, pour up gushy
Balenciagas, fit like footies
Grain on draco look like Woody (Toy Story)
Got no plaques but my shows packed
Louis, ‘Venchy, I’m mismatched
I can’t lose, play to win, bet on me, I’m all in
I rock an ice chain, just got the watch plain
She left her last man for me, she did the right thing
I was gettin’ twenty a show last year
But you know the price changed (up)
I’m your favorite rapper’s favorite rapper (what’s that?)
I’m in a tight lane (whoa)
Baby you can’t even tell your friend
They may rat on us (be quiet)
Yeah we lust and fuck
She got his name covered up
Then went and got me tatted (yeah)
FaceTime me in some green panties (yeah)
I been toting a lot of blue money (what else?)
Chanel junkie and Supreme addict (turn up)
Taste the rainbow, roll the Skittles (woo)
Every nigga with me tote a pistol (big one)
Send a hit and I’m rollin’ with him (yeah)
And we ain’t stoppin’ ’til we know it’s in him (grrr)
King suite, Intercontinental (yeah)
Who you with? it was confidential (shh)
Check cleared, I’m just pushing enter (woo)
Uniport, I’m gettin’ monumental (cash)

[Chorus]
I want some nice brain (brain), she want some nice things (purses and shit)
I was just being a nigga, soon as I cum my mind changed (nah)
I’m racing a demon, back for the keys, knowing it might rain (speedin’)
Fuck it, I’m takin’ a gamble (fuck it), my life is a dice game (roll it)

[Outro]
You better bet on me
You better bet on me
You better bet on me

Vic Mensa – Metaphysical Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Can you wait for me baby
You the only one on my mind
Summer nights don’t cold as winter
When you’re not by my side
I don’t care if I look crazy
Nevermind who’s been in your bed
Do what you like what’s your body
I live in your head

[Chorus 1]
I-I-I ye-e-eah
That’s some that’s real as rain
That’s some that’s real as rain
Put it on me
You talk too much, I can’t even explain
I can’t even, it’s something metaphysical
I can’t even explain it, I never go explain
I know you feel I’m true
I can’t even explain it, I never go explain
I’m just feelin’ right

[Verse 2]
Can you let down your armor
I know it’s to guard your heart
Made a fight for you like soldier
You’re a prisoner of war
Lay my cards on the table
I hear love is a losing game
May I shoot my shot
Never go explain

[Chorus 2]
I-I-I ye-e-eah
That’s some that’s built to last
That’s some that’s built to last
Baby, I don’t need it to make sense
I can’t even explain
I can’t even, it’s something metaphysical
I can’t even explain it, I never go explain
I know you feel I’m true
I can’t even explain it, I never go explain

[Bridge]
I been, I been here, you been near
But I’m always there
Let me know if you get this
Loving you from a distance
Let me know if you hit it
I don’t care if you hit it
Come alive when he’s not there
I’ll sneak through your window

[Outro]
I can’t even explain it, I never go explain it
I can’t even explain it, I never go explain
I’m just feelin’ right

YG – Band Drum Lyrics

[Intro: YG]
I mix the 4Hunnid with the designer
Stay laced up
On Bloods
Stay laced up

[Chorus: YG]
I just bought my band drums and that **** came with the drum
Do a ***** fast like And-1, I need a bag then and some
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug
*** ** **, then slide in her, make her tell me who she love
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1: YG]
Uh, uh, baddies, lumps
Uh, uh, Mr. Klumps
Uh, uh, she on my, ****
**** her once, I don’t *** the butt
YG always cuss, YG do too much
Oh my God he always wearin’ red, he a super Blood
You ****** super sus, act like y’all be pistoled up
When them shots fire, all you ****** did was duck
Duck, duck, duck, duck
Duck, duck, duck, goose
I don’t want her, she boof, uh
Heard that ***** loose, uh
Yeah she with the *****, ayy
Gave me head in the coupe

[Chorus: YG]
I just bought my band drums and that **** came with the drum
Do a ***** fast like And-1, I need a bag then and some
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug
*** ** **, then slide in her, make her tell me who she love
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
Woo
Big gun, handgun, shootout, And-1
Hop out, tap out, time out, damn, son (what?)
Goyard trunks, Gucci trunks
Goku, Trunks, asthma pump
Uh, uh, hit a ***** once he done
Crack ’em like Humpty Dumpty
She don’t wanna ****, she dumb
Uh, uh, pastry cup
Cakey, rump, ice cream
‘Cedes truck, nine screens
Brady Bunch, wide screen
I was 13 with fake bling
When Killa Cam was on the corner with the pink mink
My little man was on the corner with the clink clink
Gold bank, roll 8, gold links
Whole gang hold weight

[Chorus: YG]
I just bought my band drums and that **** came with the drum
Do a ***** fast like And-1, I need a bag then and some
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh
I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug
*** ** **, then slide in her, make her tell me who she love
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh

[Outro]
Alert! Bomb first
Trained to go, **** hesitation
Ten steps ahead, not just of enemy, but of all men
Set an example by demonstration, not conversation
Fear of God, but with God keep a faithful relation
Do the unthinkable, pop up on that ass out the blue like peek-a-boo
All a man gots is his **** and his word
So whatever that man says, he gots to do
And if that ***** is yours, protect it by all means
Keep them real ******, some top lawyers, financial advisors and them get-the-job-done riders on your team
And now you’re ready for the world, ya-da-da-mean
Stay dangerous

Queen Naija – Bad Boy Lyrics

[Chorus]
I never really had a bad boy
You know I’ve always been a good girl
Crazy how it happened so fast boy
The way you rocking my world
The way you rocking my world

[Verse 1]
Yeah you’re my distraction
Love our connection
I see so much when I look at you
You get potential
Time is essential
But I’ma take my time with you
‘Cause you need it
You just need someone to keep it real with you
And I see that
I’ma be the one to put that seed in you
You don’t gotta worry
I won’t judge you from your past
I know you’re not the first
But I’ll make sure that you’re my last
We live two different lifestyles baby
But we can change that
Just promise not to hurt me
‘Cause you know I told you that

[Chorus]
I never really had a bad boy
You know I’ve always been a good girl
Crazy how it happened so fast boy
The way you rocking my world
Boy I think you need a good girl
Someone to make you do better
Maybe I could be a good girl
I could make you do better

[Verse 2]
I ain’t really used to it but I like it
‘Cause you’re so enticing
Love the way you walk and how smooth you talk
How you move in silence
How fast you be driving
Hold me when I’m crying
And as long as you need me
You know I’m always riding
You open up to me and show me something new
Taught me how to hold my own
I fight myself while holding you
If it was up to me I’d hold for ever (ever)
Up somewhere that we can go together (so it’s a crazy thing)

[Chorus]
I never really had a bad boy
You know I’ve always been a good girl
Crazy how it happened so fast boy
The way you rocking my world
Boy I think you need a good girl
Someone to make you do better
Maybe I could be a good girl
I could make you do better

[Bridge]
So, so bad in a really good way
By the time I’m done with you
You gon’ wanna stay
But it’s so so bad in a really good way
Such a bad boy but I’ll make you good for me

[Outro]
I could make you do better
I could make you do better
I could make you do better
I could make you do better
I could make you do better
I could make you do better

Queen Naija – Mama’s Hand Lyrics

[Intro]
– Mommy
– Hold on baby, hi stinky , you miss me?
– You don’t miss me?
– Nah I miss you
– You do miss me, give me kissy
– Thank you, I give kissy too, muah, I love you
– Love you too mama
– Okay bye
– Okay bye
– *Laughs*

[Verse 1]
When I first laid eyes on you
When I heard your heartbeat too
Oh I never knew, I could witness an angel so beautiful
From the very moment you arrived I felt something new inside
I developped a love that was so unconditional

[Chorus]
And I promise to give you everything that I have
There’s not a dream in this world you can’t accomplish or grasp
I will cross any ocean before I let you land
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)

[Verse 2]
I’ll never let nobody hurt you
Give you the world ’cause you deserve it
Teach you how to treat a woman
Let you know you’re gonna be something great
I want for you to shine so bright
Know you can do anything through Christ
I see that there is a star inside of you
I’m so glad you’re in my life

[Chorus]
And I promise to give you everything that I have
There’s not a dream in this world you can’t accomplish or grasp
I will cross any ocean before I let you land
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)

[Bridge]
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Woah, oh, oh, oh
Hold on to my hand
Hold on to my hand
Never let it go
Ooh ooh, yeah
Son hold on to my hand
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)
Hold on to my hand, never let it go
Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)
Hold on to my hand (woah oh, oh, oh, oh)
Son hold on to my hand, never let it go, woah, oh, oh, oh

[Outro]
– I love you
– I love you too momma

Young Thug – I’m On Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
Aye
We got London on da Track
You should loosen up a little bit
Girl, you should loosen up a little bit
I just thought
You should know
Thought that you should know
It’s a whole new world
You can be my girl
You should know
Foreign, we could go
Got a lil’ molly and coke
Use your nose
Gotta use your nose
Use your nose
Got a lil’ molly and coke
But you gotta use your nose
Fee-fi-fo
G.I. Joe
We can go high as skies go
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I never seen no bitch that won’t go on a UFO
Ay, ay, oh
Yikes, I know, aye

[Hook: Young Thug]
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
My bag and me, a bunch on
No more public homes, mama
We on, on
Turn the crunch on, I gotta stay on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I been racin’ from the start
Only [?] park the car, yeah

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Me and you should roll
We should go
I ain’t washin’ my clothes
I’d buy these new clothes
I’d rather buy new clothes
Saint Laurent on my toes
Fifty racks in the store
Fifty more in my coat
Big bank Slime, ho
Spent one or two dimes on her
I spend time with the owners
Big bank, Slime owner
We a different breed
We just tryna succeed
Got some diamonds on my teeth
Tell me who do it like me?
I’m ’bout to tease it
First, I gotta eat it
I got my reasons
I got some reasons
Everyone ’round me bleedin’
Yeah, the top floor of the Four Seasons
I was this close to servin’ them keys
Now twenty hoes on they knees

[Hook: Young Thug]
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
My bag and me, a bunch on
No more public homes, mama
We on, on
Turn the crunch on, I gotta stay on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I been racin’ from the start
Only [?] park the car

[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Hope your girlfriend got on green, ah
Hit a lick in all black, Reebok
Come down the block in a tank top
And y’all gon’ kill the scene, yeah
Need the money just for what I fiend, yeah
I’ma try just ’bout everything, yeah
I’ma go all out for the green, yeah
I’ma ball out with my team, yeah
I’ma pull up in a ‘vette (skrrt, skrrt)
You know that I’m reppin’ my set (I’m reppin’ my set)
I just hopped out the jet, yeah
Now I’m headed to the check, yeah
Whole lotta money right up in my jeans
I’ma get up and go get what I need
Beat the game, somethin’ like Billie Jean
Mixin’ red in a pint with the green
Hit the gas, I’ma tear up the scene
[?], you ain’t tryin’ me
Walked in with a slime with me
Hit up Ellie for a brand new ring

[Verse 3: Young Thug]
Yeah, bails like south, yeah
Dick in her mouth, yeah
‘Bout to fuck her on the couch, yeah
Fuck her slow like slouch, yeah
‘Bout to get in my mouth, yeah
Hopped from Ferrari to couch, yeah
Bankhead bounce, yeah
None of my diamonds got clout
I got a car in the house like couch
I got a key to your main bitch house
I steer the Rolls Royce today, ain’t feel like gettin’ rained out
Philippe’s on me today
I got a bitch, I ain’t trustin’ her mouth
I ’bout to kick shit sideways right now
‘Bout to say something right now
I got a pill in my stomach right now
I got a lotta new money right now
Blue face, hunnid by the low
Inside out, white nose
Hol’ up, baby girl, move
Everybody cut my bros
Put my dick in her nose
They might pass that hoe to my bros
I got 20-dollar bills, we cold
Got five, put it right up in her nose, yeah
I know she about the green hoe, yeah
Got Jeffery workin’ on these hoes, yeah
Eenie, miney, mo, which one I’m ’bout to floss
Eenie, miney, mo, which one don’t got draws
I’ma pinky roll, pass her to the dawg
Scottie pimp these hoes, show ’em Michael Jordan
All my diamonds bought without the clout
I put it up as if it was a drought
New York niggas call me without a doubt
I’ma ride for ’em like we at the house, uh
Ain’t got a beat in my trunk, yeah
Like factories, I gon’ ride these cars, yeah
Ride a Maybach like a hump, yeah
Backseat turn to a bunk, yeah
I take a trip to ya chain gang, I wanna go to ya compound
Love for every rich nigga except Donald Trump, yeah
All these rap niggas daddy
I should buy some Vans
Money long as a caddy, yeah
All these rap niggas daddy
I should invest in vans
I don’t do no dabbin’ fresher than some ranch

[Hook: Young Thug]
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
My bag and me, a bunch on
No more public homes, mama
We on, on
Turn the crunch on, I gotta stay on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I’m on, on
I been racin’ from the start
Only [?] park the car

Vic Mensa – Neon Guts (Remix) Lyrics

[Intro]
I had to pull out the cover to America chain if I’m gonna ride a Skateboard beat, ya dig?
Shout out to my nigga Terry Kennedy, this some ice cream, BGK, dirty ghetto kid shit, baker three shit
Shaker shit, haha
Yeah
Ayy

[Verse 1]
Neon J’s, neon chain
African beads, Prince Ahkane
Grapefrog ring by Wes Lang
In New Zealand, I’m jet skiin’
Rockin’ ice berg like a Looney Tune
My neck yellow rolled, call it Juicy Fruit
Watch and I be different shades of blue
No Versace, I don’t wear Medusa faces
Milo faces on my shoes
This Bape is from 2002
Human Made on the crew
Cherry red Canada Goose
And when I shoot, you play duck, duck, goose
Gucci cuff links on a Burberry suit
I need the cover, I’m so GQ
You try to fuck her, she say “me too”
I feel like Usher, I’m burnin’ the rubber
My weed different colors, I’m smokin’ on Gushers
My wood is a Russian, it’s color a butter
I’m not CIA, but I wear Undercover
Yeah, Faith Connexion, iridescent, yes
Pharrell Chanel, circle lenses, uh
You ask how much did I spend and, shit
I don’t even know, but it’s expensive, uh
Saint Laurent boots
G-class Benzes, clickin’ my heels like Toto in Kansas
I’m at Eleven with neon dancers, neon jacket, neon vantage
We in Atlanta like Deion Sanders
At Blue Flame throwin’ green Ben Franklins
Come to Garcon off of eBay, uh
You wearin’ Dragon Ball Z Bape
I don’t wear Bape after Nigo
I feel like Drake in my peacoat
I’m in a Rick Owens sheepcoat
Neon guts when she deepthroat
We on London at Heathrow
Apple Ciroc, not Tito’s
Spendin’ them Jacksons, like Tito
I’m on hot, like Ebro
Left my ex, Magneto
That’s faneto, Despacito
Lemme get a little bit, un poquito
Pourin’ up Ace, but it taste like [?]
Shorty get wetter than Puerto Rico, ayy
I got love for my Boricuas
I deliver like I’m pea pod
American Express, it’s a green card
That’s a oxymoron, I’m a retard
Crib got a doorman and a key card
On my retro shit I need a [?]
Pornstar from Brazil like Neymar
She suckin’ my soul like De La
Neon dunks, SVs these de la’s
Call me Dorrough with the ice cream paint job
I’m with Towkio, but she tryna Bangkok
No Pinocchio, I don’t do the nose jobs
Pull up in the Elon Musk
Tesla truck, neon cup
Neon drank, neon dank
That’s a fuckin’ trinity like Leo’s nuts
Pause, you never been to Ibiza
Pinstripe Gucci, I feel like a zebra
Throw up the pyramids like I’m in Giza
In Palestine I show [?]
Met Farrakhan and he said I’m a leader
Put No I.D. on beats by Weezer
And I got a colorful aura like Rita
Pop RQ blow, color of Alamarita
Yes, andele, andele, E.I
I’m goin’ Nelly with the white [?] Reeboks
Keep a pump on me like Reeboks
Soulja Boy with the neon Glock
Throwin’ up Star Trak like Spock
Outter space like Star Fox
Stars on the ceilin’ on the Phantom hard-top

Jon Bellion – Runway Lyrics

[Intro: Jon Bellion]
Beautiful Mind, mind
Oh, mind
Yeah, how you doin’ this evenin’?
This one’s for the ladies
I gotta give ’em somethin’ to move to

[Chorus: Jon Bellion, Samira Gibson]
The world is her runway
Run-run-runway
Said, “runway,” I said, I said, “runway”
The world is my runway
Run-run-runway
Oh, runway

[Verse 1: Jon Bellion, Samira Gibson]
Uh, how you doin’ workin’ lady? Good
Is your boss drivin’ you crazy? Yeah
Well, let me see that smile
‘Cause this is what my workin’ ladies doin’ 9 to 5, hey
How you doin’ single lady? Good
Was your man drivin’ you crazy? Yeah
Well, it’s gonna be alright
‘Cause this is what my single ladies goin’ out tonight

[Refrain: Jon Bellion]
These girls know how to walk mean
With the swagger of a prom queen
And I really want to let ’em know
That I love ’em, love ’em, love ’em, love ’em

[Pre-Chorus: Jon Bellion]
Girls that be budgetin’, mixin’, matchin’, and lovin’ it
Stayin’ independent, payin’ taxes to the government
Double time, overtime, in on they cover-up
And I just wanna butter-up every single one of them

[Chorus: Jon Bellion, Samira Gibson]
The world is her runway
Run-run-runway
Said, “runway,” I said, “runway”
The world is my runway
Run-run-runway
Oh, runway

[Verse 2: Jon Bellion]
Let me let you in on a little, little secret, um
Bottom-line, we just like it when you walk our way
‘Cause we can barely tell the difference when you wear Targét
‘Cause she’s the hottest when she’s modelin’
Basketball shorts, tank-tops, high socks, yeah, she Dolce and Gabbana’s it
She got the dress at H&M for 20 flat
With 10 bucks left on the paycheck, how’s that?
And now she gon’ gas up the truck
To make it to the party that she’s gonna rock the same dress at

[Refrain: Jon Bellion]
These girls know how to walk mean (These girls know how to walk mean)
With the swagger of a prom queen (With the swagger of a prom queen)
And I really want to let ’em know (And I really want to let ’em know)
That I love ’em, love ’em, love ’em, love ’em (That I love ’em, I love ’em, I love—)

[Pre-Chorus: Jon Bellion]
Girls that be budgetin’, mixin’, matchin’, and lovin’ it
Stayin’ independent, payin’ taxes to the government
Double time, overtime, in on they cover-up
And I just wanna butter-up every single one of them

[Chorus: Jon Bellion, Samira Gibson]
The world is her runway
Run-run-runway
Said, “runway,” I said, “runway”
The world is my runway
Run-run-runway
Oh, runway

[Bridge: Jon Bellion]
She said she likes a little soul in her music
Well, baby, did you know that I produced this?
Yeah, Beautiful Mind lookin’ for somebody to move with
And, baby girl, I think the shoe fits
She said she likes a little soul in her music
Well, baby, did you know that I produced this?
Yeah, Beautiful Mind lookin’ for somebody to move with
And, baby girl, I think the shoe fits, shoe fits

[Outro: Jon Bellion]
Run-run-runway
Run-run-runway

Xavier Wulf – Chaos Castle Lyrics

[Verse 1: Eddy Baker]
Light up a wood then I get in my zone (oof)
Countin’ them racks got that shit on my own (cash)
Think you want war but this ain’t what you want (bitch)
SESHOLLOWATERBOYZ been at the throne (alright)
You see the shows they all outta control (yeah)
Told the security leave me alone (damn)
Bust out the speakers cause all of the noise (shit)
Started the pit and then started to destroy (bitch)
Start a moshpit when I’m makin’ my entrance (alright)
Fuckin shit up and just stretching my business (yeah)
Stackin my riches I’m straight from the trenches (facts, trenches)
Runnin’ the game like this shit is olympics (shit is game, bitch)
Burn you like bridges, wash you like dishes (yeah)
Bitch I’m a dog and you just a little kitten (alright, just little cat)
Ice on my neck got me feelin all frigid (cold)
Quit the bad guy, little bitch, I’m the villain (bitch)
Makin’ a killin a wonderful feelin’
I’m sellin out shows and trapping out the buidling (yeah)
Niggas be talkin that money and raps but they sleepin’ on mats and got holes in the ceiling (really?)
Me and my niggas is realer than most
We just sit back and smoke we don’t really believe them
Chaos extremist, hot bitch I’m steamin (yeah)
Hated by preachers but loved by the demons
Hoe

[Verse 2: Chris Travis]
Yo, WaterBoyz Entertainment
Bitch, what, bitch, ay
Open up a pit (pit)
Push ’em in this shit (what)
I ain’t fearin shit (what?)
I fight misery (bitch)
I make history, bitch my power limitless
Them bitches slippery (what?)
I might, I might (bitch)
Medicine estrogen you niggas peasants bitch
Can’t even talk cause ya come-up not sellin’ it
Rellin and Vellin it bitch and the legacy of
These little rappers ain’t nothin’ but irrelevant
No I’m not dwellin it, bitch I’m in hell in it
Learn from my lessons this life I’m not feelin it
Scaling it cropping it bitch there no stoppin’ it
Fuck this [?] shit, I want some proper shit, bitch
Ay, don’t be discreet (what?)
Fuckboys can’t enter like a exit screen
Yo, make it how I want, cause I’m prodigy (I’m a prodigy)
And I push it where I want, my cream beside a G

[Verse 3: Xavier Wulf]
Ay, hatin’ ass niggas, man, thievin’ ass niggas, man
I’ll tell you what, man
For every nigga you gotta cut off give yourself a dollar
And make yourself rich, nigga
Niggas hurt, leave it up to me I’ll leave ’em in the dirt
Coupe vert catch me in my 46’s smokin herb
Rope burn naked neck ass niggas kickin curbs
What’s the word? Oh you crossed ya boy you got a bitches nerve
Pull off swerve, drift around the corner then I flip the bird
She got curve, Dominican descent, now I’m onto her
Tesla, bought it for my mama, but a miniature, look at her
Most you niggas fake I cut you every year
Who I fear? Treat you like a baby, you can’t come in here
Oh my dear, now his favorite bitch is singin’ in my ear
Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle, goes her chandelier, we over here
Talkin about how you just simply don’t compare, you bitch

[Verse 4: Bones]
(what?)
SESHOLLOWATERBOYZ kickin’ through the door, we back in this bitch
We don’t know you, get some dope for the crew, we ain’t passin shit
Still got that blade, I’ll let it go
Said that you’ll pay, we know you broke
Logic can’t see you, you blend in too easily
How can they not know the way when we paved the whole road
Showed them the ropes, they think they classic
Skeleton boy, filled the world with my static
White Noise my life, distorted mind, don’t know the time and I can’t give you mine
Hold up, wait a second now
Now that I am recollecting
Wasn’t you the one who showed us so much love in the beginning?
Yeah, yeah, that was you
Now-now-now just look at you
Always tryin’ to prove you something, but you nothin’, that’s just true
Sorry (don’t say sorry), go cop that ‘rari
Hope you feel better
Materialistic death wish
Underground god I’m the fuckin definition bitch
Brought another motherfucker out who really convinced thinkin’ that it’s him
Lies, False, something about you off
Came out the grave, fucked up the game
I will make sure they remember the name

The Chainsmokers – Side Effects Lyrics

[Verse 1]
It’s 4AM, I don’t know where to go
Everywhere is closed, I should just go home, yeah
My feet are taking me to your front door
I know I shouldn’t though, heaven only knows that
Oh, the side effect to my loneliness is you

[Chorus 1]
Oh, you’re all that I want
No good at giving you up
Come on and give me some love tonight
Oh, you’re all that I want
No good at giving you up
Come on and give me some love tonight

[Verse 2]
This happens every time I try to mix
Decision making with one too many drinks but
Oh, if late night friends have consequences, cool yeah

[Chorus 2]
Oh, you’re all that I want
No good at giving you up
Come on and give me some love tonight
Oh, you’re all that I want
No good at giving you up
Come on and give me some love tonight

Oh, I think about it all the time
Make it up in my mind, I’m telling you, yeah
Oh, you’re all that I want
No good at giving you up
Come on and give me some love tonight

[Bridge]
Time should’ve taught me the lesson
When looking for a sign, but instead I got a message
I take off my pride every time we undressing
Draw the line, I’m at the line, yeah
Time should’ve taught me the lesson
When looking for a sign, but instead I got a message
I take off my pride every time we undressing
Draw the line, I’m at the line

[Chorus 2]
Oh, you’re all that I want
No good at giving you up
Come on and give me some love tonight, yeah
Oh, you’re all that I want
No good at giving you up
Come on and give me some love tonight, yeah

I, I think about it all the time
Make it up in my mind, I’m telling you, yeah
Oh, you’re all that I want
No good at giving you up
Come on and give me some love tonight

[Outro]
Time should’ve taught me the lesson
When looking for a sign, but instead I got a message
I take off my pride every time we undressing
Draw the line, I’m at the line, yeah
Time should’ve taught me the lesson
When looking for a sign, but instead I got a message
I take off my pride every time we undressing
Draw the line, I’m at the line, yeah

Juice WRLD – Rockstar Status Lyrics

[Chorus]
Rockstar status, in the cut with an automatic
Give it up, it’s a stick up, run it, run it up
Get your bricks up, dummy, get em up
Rockstar status, in the cut with an automatic
Give it up, it’s a stick up, run it, run it up
Get your bricks up, dummy, run em up

[Verse: 1]
No more Xannies, gave em up
Last time I xannied, I threw up
In her panties, tear it up
She love all my Givenchy, she wear it up
She still running, from my love
Got the demons on me, I’m below high
And I’m done running, from the drugs
But they still running, from my gun, right
Club life, drug life, saw her in the club light
She a killer in the white shirt, that’s that off white
How you finna ball on my turf, that shit offsides
She told me that if I took the right drugs, then I won’t die

[Chorus]
Rockstar status, in the cut with an automatic
Give it up, it’s a stick up, run it, run it up
Get your bricks up, dummy, get em up
Rockstar status, in the cut with an automatic
Give it up, it’s a stick up, run it, run it up
Get your bricks up, dummy, run em up

[Verse: 2]
I get money in my lone time, on my own time
I just popped a perc, and called a play so I’ll be fine
Don’t believe in sunshine, I’m a night guy
I lied when I told her I was Mr. Nice guy
Rockstar status, in the cut, with some Molly missin’
And you know that they dirty dancin’ for the dope
She said she gon’ suck me up until the bitch choke
Bitch I’m Danny Phantom, with the ghost
Pull up in a Phantom, like a ghost, right
Young rich, handsome, did the most, huh
Pop it like Champaigne, she tryna have a toast, right

[Chorus]
Rockstar status, in the cut with an automatic
Give it up, it’s a stick up, run it, run it up
Get your bricks up, dummy, get em up
Rockstar status, in the cut with an automatic
Give it up, it’s a stick up, run it, run it up
Get your bricks up, dummy, run em up

PnB Rock – Real Luv Lyrics

[Intro]
I can’t find real luv
Yeah Yeahhh
Real luv

[Verse 1]
It was something about your eyes when I met you
Yeah I swear I caught a vibe when I met you
Yeah I swear I fell in love when I text you
Cause they way you fucking talk was intellectual
Member all the times I came to your rescue
Had to wipe your fucking eyes cause they recked you
Used to hit it from the side when I sexed you
God I gotta thank your mom cause she blessed you
Yeah you used to hit my line get faded
I remember all the times we’d get wasted
Girl I used to drop you off on the west side
Used to hit it from the back that’s your best side

[Chorus]
I can’t trust or think now
All that’s on my brain now
I can’t find real love now
Some feel like a drug
You know I thought about you last night
I was on my last flight
I can’t find real love now
And you know it, yeah you know it, yeah you know it

[Verse 2]
Since the last time
I been fucking all these hoes just to past time
I remember when I used to give you all my time
I know you would break my heart just show me all the signs
This shit is crazy used to be my baby
I’m really ready for you to play me
You really tried it
Used to be my bitch
You really lied bitch and now I hope you die bitch

[Chorus]
And I can’t trust or think now
All that’s on my brain now
I can’t find real luv now
Some feel like a drug
You know I thought about you last night
I was on my last flight
I can’t find real luv now
And you know it, yeah you know it, yeah you know it

Tyga – SWISH Lyrics

[Intro: David Banner]
D.A got that dope
Cum girl, I’m tryna get your pussy wet
Cum girl, I’m tryna get your pussy wet

[Verse 1: Tyga & David Banner]
Okay, so high and I’m lookin’ at my Rollie time
Fucked her once gotta call her for the seventh time
So sincere but don’t get out of line
A.I. in his prime, hard net to launch
Swish, do it on me all night
Yeah, I wanna bust it down until it’s daylight
How you keep your toes white and the pussy tight
Ohh, the 42 got you feelin’ nice
Ohh, Kawasaki bout to lick her bike (uh)
Rich, rich, they rich, you know what I like
Cum girl, g-go in overtime
Girl you look good, won’t you, you know the line
Cum girl, I’m tryna get your pussy wet

[Chorus: Tyga & David Banner]
Uh, ba-back that ass
Uh, ba-back that ass
Girl you look good when you back that ass
Cum girl, I’m tryna get your pussy wet
Uh, ba-back that ass
Uh, ba-back that ass, girl you look good, make me spend that cash

[Verse 2: Tyga & David Banner]
Finger fuckin’ money, finger bangin’ to the hunnid (hah)
If you act like you want it, I can put you on it
Too blessed to be stress, sex in the morning
You can have my t-shirt if you really want it
Trunk in the front, pop that, pop that, pop that, pop, pop, pop that
If I gave you my number, better hold that
In the party goin’ dumb, hoes squamates
And I just threw, 20 in the strip
Aye, aye, see this on my wrist
Aye, aye, hunnid on my neck
Bling, bling, saucy with the drip
Could it be my cash, why you on my dick
Cum girl, I’m tryna get your pussy wet
Cum girl, I’m tryna get your pussy wet
Cum girl, I’m tryna get your pussy wet
Cum girl, I’m tryna get your pussy wet

[Chorus: Tyga & David Banner]
Uh, ba-back that ass
Uh, ba-back that ass
Girl you look good when you back that ass
Cum girl, I’m tryna get your pussy wet
Uh, ba-back that ass
Uh, ba-back that ass, girl you look good, make me spend that cash

[Bridge: Tyga, David Banner & Sample]
Gitty up, and gitty up, and gitty up and gitty up and gitty up
And gitty up, and gitty up, and gitty up and
Cum girl, I’m tryna get your pussy wet
Gitty up, and gitty up, and gitty up and gitty up and gitty up
And gitty up, and gitty up, and gitty up and
Bend that, bend that, bend that ca-
Bend that, bend that, bend that (hah, hah)
Bend that
Pop, pop, pop that
Cum girl, I’m tryna get your pussy wet

[Chorus: Tyga & David Banner]
Uh, ba-back that ass
Uh, ba-back that ass
Girl you look good when you back that ass
Cum girl, I’m tryna get your pussy wet
Uh, ba-back that ass
Uh, ba-back that ass, girl you look good, make me spend that cash

[Outro: Tyga]
Could it be my cash
And I just threw 20 in the strip
Could it be my cash
And I just threw 20 in the strip

YBN Nahmir – I Got A Bag Lyrics

[Chorus]
I got a bag I love to flex aye
I am the man, I run through checks aye
And I be cruising in a Lex aye
You know I’m better than the rest aye
I got a bag I love to flex aye
I am the man, I run through checks aye
And I be cruising in a Lex aye
You know I’m better than the rest aye

[Verse 1]
I got a bag I love to flex
Counting up them bands
Hit my line up for that package
You know my shit the best
She like she just want a passport
So I’m like what you hit my line for

[Chorus]
I got a bag I love to flex aye
I am the man, I run through checks aye
And I be cruising in a Lex aye
You know I’m better than the rest aye
I got a bag I love to flex aye
I am the man, I run through checks aye
And I be cruising in a Lex aye
You know I’m better than the rest aye

[Verse 2]
Pour sprite in my cup then I pour some juice up in it
And the police on my ass just because my windows tinted
If a nigga want that static my nigga Glizzy let you have it
Ain’t shit change bitch I’m still on that block
And I’m pulled up
A nigga run up on me, he getting fucked up
Those .223s hit yo whip then you out of luck
Nigga want that static choppas gone light they block up
Bitch I’m about a bag now
I be doing shows out of town
Man these niggas wanna be like me
Cause I be fishing in my money deep
I be flexing about a bag
You my son, I make you call me dad
I’m a grind until I get a Jag
No, I’m a grind until I get a pad

[Chorus]
I got a bag I love to flex aye
I am the man, I run through checks aye
And I be cruising in a Lex aye
You know I’m better than the rest aye
I got a bag I love to flex aye
I am the man, I run through checks aye
And I be cruising in a Lex aye
You know I’m better than the rest aye

DJ Khaled – Where You At Lyrics

[Intro: Freeway]
Uh, yeah
Woo! Uh, it’s going down, niggas!
Yes! Khaled! Free!
Uh, uh, uh

[Verse One: Freeway]
It’s that slow flow, F-R double-E, nigga
See them pussy niggas but you can’t see me
I’m sunk in the seat
Clutch my hammer close, I’m controlling the V
And love the cities on both the coasts
But still repping the East, yeah
They like, “Freeway, where you been?”
In North Philly, in the hood, cooking a ki’
Tell me, how crooked is he?
The mayor gave him the key to the city
Then he turn around and flood the city with nickels
To break the cycle, the nine-nickel chrome
The mini-mansion, his home
If Khaled call my phone, I’m in the place to be
G4, the M-I, get high, float in the friendly sky
I’m that fly, tell my pilot the fourth
Far as raps, I murder tracks, Philly
I kill the shit out a sixteen
Shit’s mean, spit a clip for the chorus, I
Tape and record it, put the murder on wax, I
Ship it out to Khaled and shoot a video for it, holla!

[Chorus: Freeway]
I’m from the East where them ARs shooting
Ruthless, niggas will leave you naked, for the record
Khaled from the South where them bammers be moving
Walk into yo’ house and will leave you tied up, for the dollar
Can’t forget the West, where them niggas be looting
Shooting over colors, they will kill ya mother, for the record
And where you at, nigga? That’s where you from, nigga
So rep where you from, nigga, wherever you at, nigga

[Verse Two: Freeway]
My shooter keep it moving, you niggas barely moving
Them bullets almost hit you, you scream, “A-hallelujah!”
I’m on grind, all-time with the Ruger
And Khaled, all these niggas [?], they want me to lose, but
I’m on my Ps and Qs and, I got my eyes open
Can make it happen with rapping, I get my Ps and Qs in
I know Katrina shooting, know Mr. Robert smoking
I supply the addicts, they grab the baggage and keep it moving
Keep it, holding, 6-series, not stolen
Drop the lop look like the roof stolen, call the cops
He be stacking like Lego, leave me holding all the blocks
Run up on him, treat you like the drop, roof open
All them stick-up boys scheming on them fat boys scoping
They be hoping that I’m slipping, I be praying that I’m not
Nigga, ’til then, I’m supplying the block
Free at Last almost here, you should keep ya ears open, nigga!

[Chorus: Freeway & Malice]
I’m from the East where them ARs shooting
Ruthless, niggas will leave you naked, for the record
Khaled from the South where them bammers be moving
Walk into yo’ house and will leave you tied up, for the dollar
Can’t forget the West, where them niggas be looting
Shooting over colors, they will kill ya mother, for the record
And where you at, nigga? That’s where you from, nigga
So rep where you from, nigga, wherever you at, nigga
Yeah, yeah, check it, check it

[Verse Three: Malice & Pusha T]
95-South, homie, tell ‘em I’m en route
And I ain’t fronting nothing neither, that ain’t what I’m ‘bout
No doubt; from Virginia, where the drought never touch us
Them dopes in the pillows, the home of the couch-stuffers
Pop clutches, drop-tops on all you motherfuckers
And all the baddest bitches pretending that they love us
Fucking the soul out us, we call ‘em the Golden-Mouthers
Paying for the service with Louis or Gucci pouches
Send ‘em to they spouses, we back in the street
Cooking up them ounces, from a quarter to a ki’
Call me Place-Your-Order P, c’est la vie
If you want it, know, I got it for cheap, Re-Up Gang, niggas!
We cock and bang, niggas, we cop them thangs, niggas
Million records sold and still them same niggas
Bigger picture, grill with the angel fixtures
Where I’m at, they measure worth by your figures, uh!

[Chorus: Freeway]
I’m from the East where them ARs shooting
Ruthless, niggas will leave you naked, for the record
Khaled from the South where them bammers be moving
Walk into yo’ house and will leave you tied up, for the dollar
Can’t forget the West, where them niggas be looting
Shooting over colors, they will kill ya mother, for the record
And where you at, nigga? That’s where you from, nigga
So rep where you from, nigga, wherever you at, nigga

L’A Capone – We Up (Solo) Lyrics

[Hook]
We up they falling we balling
God damn we up
Stop calling stop stalking
We know we up

[Verse 1]
We at the top now
We riding foreign and shit so let the top down
She wanna top now told her bitch not now
I ain’t got time for shit we geting gwuap now
You ain’t no kin to me
Just a friend to me
I gotta do it 1 time for my enemies
Smoking kush trees
Then we spray febreze
Gucci boots for the winner no scraping knees
If I’m ugly
She love me
Yea i do the ralph lauren prolly rugby
So bitch back up
We sacked up
I got a 40 with a beam and a mac truck

[Hook]
We up they falling we balling
God damn we up
Stop calling stop stalking
We know we up

[Verse 2]
Lemme take them to finesse school
Niggas wearing fake Trues like that’s cool (not cool)
I’ll send the haters at dude
Like Lil JB I’m that dude
We them niggas with that attitude
She want to fuck so I put her on the schedule
We ain’t scared of you
We way ahead of you
And on my hands that’s cocaine residue
Throw L’s up
Get filled up
I don’t he wanna feel the shells hit ya
No snitching
Cause we’ll get ya
I had to do it one time for my niggas

[Hook]
We up they falling we balling
God damn we up
Stop calling stop stalking
We know we up

[Outro]
They falling we balling
God damn we up
Stop calling stop stalking
We know we up

Fat Joe – Attention lyrics

[Intro: Fat Joe]
It’s like Déjà vu
Ladies love cool Dre
Crack!
You gotta love us

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Now you’re callin’ me for attention, feinin’ for attention
Say you’re looking for that action
Got my name all in your mentions
Oh now you’re coming to your senses, yeah
Now you’re callin’ me for attention, feinin’ for attention
Say you’re looking for that action
Got my name all in your mentions
Oh now you’re coming to your senses
So now we, ooh
And now you got all the time, in the world now you all free and feinin’ for me time, ooh
Feinin’ for me time, ooh
Coming to your senses, feinin’ for me time

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
What’s love but a little ménage
What’s Trump without a little of Kanye?
Two Birkins in the drop
Verdicts out, yeah I put it in her mouth
Fat ass, slim waist, thick lips, no face, no case so they can’t say sh*t
Yeah she did it yeah she did it on the floor, on the sink, on the counters of the kitchen
Now you’re coming to your senses
Got it wet, Six Flags Great Adventure
Ever since I put that ass in detention
You were showing ass on the crack for attention

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Now you’re callin’ me for attention, feinin’ for attention
Say you’re looking for that action
Got my name all in your mentions
Oh now you’re coming to your senses, yeah
Now you’re callin’ me for attention, feinin’ for attention
Say you’re looking for that action
Got my name all in your mentions
Oh now you’re coming to your senses
So now we, ooh
And now you got all the time, in the world now you all free and feinin’ for me time, ooh
Feinin’ for me time, ooh
Coming to your senses, feinin’ for me time

[Verse 2: Dre]
Yeah you comin’ to your senses
Yeah you comin’ to your senses
Yeah you comin’ to your, ooh
Yeah you comin’ to your senses
Yeah you comin’ to your senses
Just so you know
Here we go with the same Drama
You actin’ out, seen this before, you after clout
Before you know it you be on the outside
Lookin in, like damn I’m missin’ them good times
Your last nigga did the plug walk
Price trippin’ like how you let the plug walk, yeah
Speak all facts that’s the plug talk
Got you sendin me texts lets f*ck talk

[Chorus: Chris Brown]
Now you’re callin’ me for attention, feinin’ for attention
Say you’re looking for that action
Got my name all in your mentions
Oh now you’re coming to your senses, yeah
Now you’re callin’ me for attention, feinin’ for attention
Say you’re looking for that action
Got my name all in your mentions
Oh now you’re coming to your senses
So now we, ooh
And now you got all the time, in the world now you all free and feinin’ for me time, ooh
Feinin’ for me time, ooh
Coming to your senses, feinin’ for me time
Now you’re callin’ me for attention, feinin’ for attention
Say you’re looking for that action
Got my name all in your mentions
Oh now you’re coming to your senses, yeah
Now you’re callin’ me for attention, feinin’ for attention
Say you’re looking for that action
Got my name all in your mentions
Oh now you’re coming to your senses
So now we, ooh
And now you got all the time, in the world now you all free and feinin’ for me time, ooh
Feinin’ for me time, ooh
Coming to your senses, feinin’ for me time

Denzel Curry – BLACK BALLOONS | 13LACK 13ALLOONZ Lyrics

[Chorus: Denzel Curry & Twelve’len]
Hot pink, Valentine red
Black balloons, over my head
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me

[Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
Inside this paper plane
Note my words are Navy sealed so here and I quote
Taboo and I are in the same boat
What’s said from Pennywise, I guess we all float
Sky is the limit, I could die in a minute
Got my mind in a skillet, suicide not the mission
See the vibe very timid, I’m timid and very sad
Translated my thoughts and feelings I pivot into the pad
Rapers turn to landscapers when they use hoes
Hoes turn to housewives when they see gold
Ice Cube with activator when I’m aggravated
Or decapitated when I lose my head since life is overrated
Ten thousand feet, a thousand steps
I let it all sink to a thousand depths
Soon black balloons pop
That’ll be the day the pain stops

[Chorus: Denzel Curry & Twelve’len]
Hot pink, Valentine red
Black balloons, over my head
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me
Hot pink, Valentine red
Black balloons, over my head
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me

[Verse 2: GoldLink]
Heaven or Hell, huh, which one prevails, huh?
We gotta go and figure it out
I ain’t tryna tell you that this life isn’t it
And I just wanna be the rightest I could be
Show my son to think so he could fly high as could be
Always show examples how they kill niggas like me
Thinking as straight as me, but call me crazy
Sign is my attitude, so I’m cool like JAY-Z
Andele, andele, my intelligence for threes
Cancel me like I ain’t the King of D.C
Cancel me like I ain’t the number one G
Cancel me like you don’t like “Dance On Me”
Quickly they forget how you changed on these lies
You flashing on these lights and you savin’ these kids lives
And they hate you ’cause you’re right, give me hell then, shit
Take your turn and fire with a pitchfork, bitch

[Chorus: Denzel Curry & Twelve’len]
Hot pink, Valentine red
Black balloons, over my head
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me
Hot pink, Valentine red
Black balloons, over my head
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me
Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
Let it float, let it float by me

[Outro]
Tonight on 102.1, it’s Denny Cascade and the gang and-
Denzel, are you really like Kenobal?
I’m telling you, eventually, they’re gonna catch up to your game
You’re running out of time!
What exactly are you trying to hide, Mr. Curry?

Lil Uzi Vert – Introvert Lyrics

[Intro]
Uhh, uh
Walkin’ around with a bank
Walkin’ around with a bank
Walkin’ around with a bank

[Chorus]
Didn’t trust broad from the beginning
Don’t fuck with none of these women
I done fucked all of these women
If the pussy ain’t wet, then I’m just leavin’
Diamonds so wet, Louboutins they be slippin’
Rockstar like Balmain jeans, they just be rippin’
Lime and the coconut lean when I’m sippin’
Water the soda, the ice, yeah, I’m whippin’
Water the soda, the ice, yeah, I’m whippin’

[Verse 1]
Stackin’ my money, I’m countin’ this paper
You fuck with me, 223 bullet in chamber
I promise you, leave your girl ’round me, I’ll take her
She didn’t wanna lick her Lil Uzi, now had taste it
Faded I put down my dough, I don’t really be chasin’
LA with me, yeah, that nigga just fuck with the chasers
Baby, that [?] really wanna see you shake it
Swerve in the coupe and I’m countin’ that money, no charts
She said, “Lil Uzi, I swear that your voice make me moist”
She suck me like Kirby, pockets on excursion
I’m drivin’ up in the Rolls Royce
I’m countin’ money when I’m bored
Stop countin’ money ’cause that’s what I do when I’m bored
If you really good at this shit, nigga, then what is the point?
I live in her Gucci, I be in the pussy, and [?] feel like I’m Floyd

[Interlude]
Uh, uhh, uhh
[Japanese clip plays]
Uh, uhh, uhh

[Chorus]
Didn’t trust broad from the beginning
Don’t fuck with none of these women
I done fucked all of these women
If the pussy ain’t wet, then I’m just leavin’
Diamonds so wet, Louboutins they be slippin’
Rockstar like Balmain jeans, they just be rippin’
Lime and the coconut lean when I’m sippin’
Water the soda, the ice, yeah, I’m whippin’
Water the soda, the ice, yeah, I’m whippin’

[Bridge]
Ohh, ohh, ohh
Ohh, ohh, ohh
Yeah, ohh, yeah

[Verse 2]
I’m off the Xan’, she off Roc’
Trunk in the front of my car
I met the slut at the bar
I fucked the slut at the bar
Strummin’ that pussy guitar
Smashin’ that bih’ like a tar
Shots on your bitch like JR
But in my wallet, Goyard
Raf Simmons steppin’ on ya
Margielas steppin’ on ya
Rick Owens steppin’ on ya
All of these diamonds, I swear you can see in the dark
I am not regular, baby girl, you are the star
I am ballin’ like I am Derrick Rose
I be ballin’ like I miss Amber Rose
Luv is Rage, jump in a crowd at my shows

[Chorus]
Didn’t trust broad from the beginning
Don’t fuck with none of these women
I done fucked all of these women
If the pussy ain’t wet, then I’m just leavin’
Diamonds so wet, Louboutins they be slippin’
Rockstar like Balmain jeans, they just be rippin’
Lime and the coconut lean when I’m sippin’
Water the soda, the ice, yeah, I’m whippin’
Water the soda, the ice, yeah, I’m whippin’

Brennan Savage – More than Ever Lyrics

[Verse 1: Brennan Savage]
It’s so hard to sleep alone
In my bed when you’re away home
When I shut my eyes
It made my mind erase the time I waste
It’s quiet in the night time
I can hear your voice inside my head
Screaming in my dreams to stay alive but you shot me dead

[Chorus: Brennan Savage]
You’re a stone-cold killer, a murderer of absence
Strangler of freedom, you’re a ruiner of happiness
You’ve stopped my heart
And steal my breathe when your around
So I run away, I’m leaving out of town

[Refrain: Brennan Savage]
Coming home I know I left
I need you right now more than ever
All the time we’ve spent together
Will you save me, no your never
Coming home I know I left
I need you right now more than ever
All the time we’ve spent together
Will you save me, no your never

[Chorus: Brennan Savage]
You’re a stone-cold killer, a murderer of absence
Strangler of freedom, you’re a ruiner of happiness
You’ve stopped my heart
And steal my breathe when your around
So I run away, I’m leaving out of town

Mac Miller – What’s The Use lyrics

[Chorus]
You can love it, you can leave it
And say you’re nothing without it
Don’t let them keep you down
What if I don’t need it? There’s something about it
That just freaks me out
I just want another minute with it, f*ck up little, what’s the use?
Never superficial you don’t know it when it hit you
With a little sentimental when I’m off the juice

[Verse 1: Mac Miller]
Yeah, okay we colder than the breeze
But the breeze ain’t flowin’ like me, motherf*cker hol’ up
You don’t need to hol’ up, yeah
And I can show you how I seem what it is what it truly might be
Nothing that you know of, you don’t need to hol’ up
I’m so above from beyond you take drugs to make it up
Way up where we on, space shuttle, Elon
Time we don’t waste much, f*ck and we wake up
Then have her sing just like Céline Dion
Catch me if you can but, you never catch me damn
Whole lotta “yes I am”
All the way in with no exit plan
Already left and the jet don’t land
Yeah, the time is ticking
Come take a ride, get inside, this is highly different
I’m talking fly like a pilot would
Can I mind my business? Why you trippin’?
Give you somethin’ that your eyes can witness
Ooh, too close
I don’t understand why you doing the most

[Chorus: Mac Miller + Snoop Dogg]
You can love it, you can leave it
And say you’re nothing without it
Don’t let them keep you down
What if I don’t need it? There’s something about it
That just freaks me out
I just want another minute with it, f*ck up little, what’s the use?What’s the use?
Never superficial you don’t know it when it hit you
With a little sentimental when I’m off the juice

[Verse 2: Mac Miller]
When I’mma give you what you came for, yeah
Shoulda perk too hard to have a clue who you are
Set the bar so far but par we can parlay all day
Crib long range with the yard
I know I should probably pray more but you gotta love me
‘Cuz I save the day spendin’ money
When I had nothing sh*t it wasn’t so funny
Made a promise to the homies nobody go hungry
Look how far we came, still they throwin’ dirt on my name
But it never worried my brain
Heads turnin’ like a hurricane swervin’
Tell the sun get up outta my shade
If they don’t get the picture, cut ’em out of my frame, sh*t
I’m up 30 thou miles plus change
Spend a while but I’m down ’till I’m out
And it is what it is ’til it ain’t

[Bridge: Thundercat]

[Chorus: Mac Miller + Snoop Dogg]
You can love it, you can leave it
And say you’re nothing without it
Don’t let them keep you down
What if I don’t need it? There’s something about it
That just freaks me out
I just want another minute with it, f*ck up little, what’s the use?
What’s the use?
Never superficial you don’t know it when it hit you
With a little sentimental when I’m off the juice

[Outro: Snoop Dogg]
You can love it
It just freaks me out

Dua Lipa – New York (Mend My Broken Heart Tonight) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Your kiss, your touch, your hold
You know I want you all
The darkness in my soul
Tells me to let you go

[Pre-Chorus]
And I
Need you tonight
But I’m blinded by lights
So I gotta learn to live without you

[Chorus]
So please, New York
Mend my broken heart tonight
Cause I left the one I love
So please, New York
Mend my broken heart tonight
Cause I left the one I love
New York
Save me in your arms tonight
Cause I left my boy, I left my boy at home

[Post-Chorus]
I left my boy, I left my boy at home
I left my boy, I left my boy

[Verse 2]
She never sleeps at night
So nice you name her twice
Without you I’m alive
But my heart is cold as ice

[Pre-Chorus]
And I
Need you tonight
But I’m blinded by lights
So I gotta learn to live without you

[Chorus]
So please, New York
Mend my broken heart tonight
Cause I left the one I love
So please, New York
Mend my broken heart tonight
Cause I left the one I love
New York
Save me in your arms tonight
Cause I left my boy, I left my boy at home

[Post-Chorus]
I left my boy, I left my boy
I left my boy, I left my boy
I left my boy, I left my boy
I left my boy, I left my boy

[Bridge]
I ran away from home
I ran to follow my deams
I ran away from he
Why would he do this to me?
I needed a way out
I needed to figure how
To keep get you here with me
Maybe you are my dream

[Chorus]
So please, New York
Mend my broken heart tonight
Cause I left the one I love
So please, New York
Mend my broken heart tonight
Cause I left the one I love
New York
Save me in your arms tonight
Cause I left my boy, I left my boy at home

[Post-Chorus]
I left my boy, I left my boy at home
I left my boy, I left my boy at home
I left my boy, I left my boy
I left my boy, I left my boy
I left my boy, I left my boy