[Intro]
DY Krazy
DY Krazy (No Limit 150 dream team, nigga, shout out Maneski, shout out Bibby, shout out Herbo, shout out G-Money)
And the chain, that DY Brazy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
150 in this bitch
Huh

[Chorus]
Pull them racks out (Pull them racks out)
Pull them straps out (Nigga, pull them straps out)
You the man now? He a man now
You the man now? He a man now
Pull them racks out (Nigga, pull them racks out)
Pull them straps out (Pull them straps out)
You the man now? He a man now
I’m the man now, yeah

[Verse 1]
Skate in that bitch, Wayne Gretsky (Skate, skate)
Get her wetter than a fish on a jet-ski (Like a lake)
I got my Beretta in this bitch, don’t try me (God damn)
Blood on confetti in this bitch, gun party (Bang-bang)
Opps come around (Uh)
We gun ’em down (Gra)
It’s No Limit gang (Yeah)
We the best around (Gang)
Fuck the rest around (Chain)
Choppa buck the rest around (Ayy)
AR with a titty round (Yeah, ayy)
Make ’em shut the city down (Ayy, ayy)
Red beam for Max, put it on a Smith and make it growl (Uh-huh)
Everywhere we go, it’s mandatory that there’s guns around (Uh-huh)
Touring coast to coast, headin’ city to city, surfin’ crowds (Uh-huh)
I only do a show if there’s 100K funds around (Uh-huh)
Take you to the car lot, new Range Rover (Skrrt)
Take you to the real estate (Yeah), new crib, the gang go (That’s the gang)
It’s the same gang-gang, no, I will not change, oh (Yeah, that’s the gang)
Bringing pain, switching lanes ’till the game game over (Let’s go), huh, uh

[Verse 2]
I got what I got ’cause I worked for it (Huh?)
I don’t gotta answer to nobody (What?)
Better have some manners, I’m somebody (Huh?)
If you niggas couldn’t tell I do not give a fuck
If you ain’t tryna wish me well, you can go to hell (Uh-huh)
Talkin’ niggas and talkin’ bitches too, hoes be Jezebel (Uh-huh)
I done did this by myself, I don’t need no help (Uh-huh)
Everybody that had they back turned, I ain’t need you there, uh
Say you wanna kill me, nigga, I ain’t scared (Come on)
To be honest, if I die, then they won’t care
They fake love you when you alive and when you dead (These motherfuckers be fake)
Sometimes I think one day I’ll wake up and there’ll be no one there at all (‘Cause all these niggas phony)

Megan Thee Stallion – Work That Lyrics

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[Intro: Megan Thee Stallion & Logic]
(What Juicy say? He be like, “Shut the fuck up”)
Real hot girl shit (Keep it Z3N)
Ayy

[Chorus]
He like it when I work that, twerk that, serve that
And ride it like a rodeo
He like it when I lick that, sit down, look back
When I ride him like a rodeo
I got my tongue out like (Ah), poke it out like (Ah)
He lookin’ like a snack, I’m tryna lick him like (Ah)
I got my tongue out like (Ah), poke it out like (Ah)
He lookin’ like a snack, I’m tryna lick him like (Ah, ah)

[Verse 1]
Shake, shake that ass, make, make, make it nasty
Since you show it in your pictures, I’m gon’ take, take that cash
They know Megan puttin’ on for all the ratchet bitches
And if you pop your pussy, boy, call it ratchet business, ayy, look
Bitch, touch them toes, ayy, bitch, get that dough
If you in love with your body, bitch, take off your clothes
I’ma ride him like a pro ’cause I ain’t new to this shit
And I ain’t never been a clown, but I’ma fool on the dick, ah

[Verse 2]
I told him, “Brr, stick it, wah-wah-wah, stick it”
Why you askin’ if I like it when you know that you don’t hear me?
All them big-mouth boys never last in it
I scream the loudest when I’m fuckin’ on a quiet nigga, ah, ah
Bounce it biggity, she not lit as me
No Nicole, but are you kidding me?
Look up bad bitch, I’m the epitome
Been real thick, I don’t no need no Apetamin
Deadass be like are you shitting me?
I’m undead, ain’t no bitch killing me
Hold that stick like I’m in a symphony (Ayy)
For these simps, I have no sympathy

[Outro]
Real hot girl shit
Ah, mwah
Baow, baow, baow
Brr, stick it, wah-wah-wah, stick it
Wah-wah-wah, stick it, ah

Megan Thee Stallion – Sugar Baby Lyrics

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[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, he want a bad bitch?
Well, I want a nigga with some money and a long dick
Buy me everything in my cart if you my boyfriend (Helluva made this beat, baby)
Invest in this pussy, boy, support Black business

[Chorus]
Get it for a bad bitch, spend it for a bad bitch
If you got some money, then trick on a bad bitch
Spend it for a bad bitch, get it for a bad bitch
If you got some money, nigga, trick on a bad bitch

[Verse 1]
Oh, you wanna see my nails when they done? Shit, pay for ’em
You can’t have opinions on no shit that you ain’t payin’ for
All them high school mindgames only work on needy bitches
Call yourself not talkin’ to me, I’m already callin’ my other nigga, ayy
Boy, I eat like a bad bitch, kale on my salad (Salad)
Designer on my sheets, boy, I sleep like a bad bitch (Bad bitch)
Thinkin’ that he Future, I’ma leave him in the past tense (Bye)
And I’m in my book, so I think like a bad bitch (Woah, woah)
He said, “Let’s make a movie,” and nutted so quick, we made a story (Ugh)
He tell people we not talkin’, no, lil’ nigga, you gettin’ ignored (Ah, ah, ah)
He text askin’ what we are, I’m like, “LOL, I’m dead” (LOL, I’m dead)
I think all these niggas stupid, but I still want the head, ayy

[Chorus]
Get it for a bad bitch, spend it for a bad bitch
If you got some money, nigga, trick on a bad bitch
Get it for a bad bitch, spend it for a bad bitch
If you got some money, nigga, trick on a bad bitch

[Verse 2]
I ain’t playin nice for no fuckin’ plane ticket (Uh-uh)
And I ain’t comin’ over ’til I know how big your dick is (Let me see)
He can call me lame and he can get an attitude
But I still ain’t doin’ nothin’ I don’t wanna do (Ah)
Don’t FaceTime me in public, ’cause you don’t know who I fuck with
Why you askin’ why I’m playin’ when you know you got a girlfriend? (Hah)
I’m too bad to be mad (Yup), I’m too sexy to be jealous
And I’m too fuckin’ grown to be playin’ with these niggas (Hey, hey, hey)
‘Cause these niggas act like bad bitches, in the club takin’ pictures
Other niggas’ sections takin’ seats from these bad bitches (Bad bitches)
Moody like these bad bitches, messy like these bad bitches (Ah)
Discussions on who fuckin’ like these niggas never had bitches

[Outro]
Ah
Real hot girl shit
Yeah, I’m already rich, but I’m still tryna get richer, hahaha
Yeah, yeah, ah

Juice WRLD – For the Taking Lyrics

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[Intro]
Gezin

[Chorus]
.45 relocate him
Oven on me, I bake him
Don’t wanna move out the way, I’ma make him
Earthquake party, we can get shit shakin’
These blunts in my hands, smokin’ on the Jamaican
Whole lotta money I’m makin’
Remember I had no money, I was achin’
Now I got the world for the takin’, takin’
.45 relocate him
Oven on me, I bake him
Don’t wanna move out the way, I’ma make him
Earthquake party, we can get shit shakin’
These blunts in my hands, smokin’ on the Jamaican
Whole lotta money I’m makin’
Remember I had no money, I was achin’
Now I got the world for the takin’, takin’

[Verse]
Pop me a perc, and then get to the dough
I’ve been country to country, the show after show
Countin’ row after row
I sell out every seat, I fill up every row
Spend it on Louis V, it be cleansin’ my soul
Niggas hatin’ ’cause I got records, so?
Bitches hatin’ cause I got a bae, fuck them hoes
Yeah, all of my diamonds froze
They suck, and I’m successful
Don’t let life break you and watch where it takes you
Drive with no brakes, until you crash into your break through
So many paths you can take, ooh
So much money to make, too
My momma told me to make, do
Now I make millions like poof

[Chorus]
Oven on me, I bake him
Don’t wanna move out the way I’ma make him
Earthquake party, we can get shit shakin’
These blunts in my hands, smokin’ on the Jamaican
Whole lotta money I’m makin’
Remember I had no money, I was achin’
Now I got the world for the takin’, takin’
.45 relocate him
Oven on me, I bake him
Don’t wanna move out the way I’ma make him
Earthquake party, we can get shit shakin’
These blunts in my hands, smokin’ on the Jamaican
Whole lotta money I’m makin’
Remember I had no money, I was achin’
Now I got the world for the takin’, takin’

[Open Verse]

Megan Thee Stallion – What’s New Lyrics

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[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, look

[Verse 1]
Badder than your favorite bad bitch (Ah)
Turned the whole world into a savage (Yeah)
Middle finger in all of my pictures
Just to remind y’all I ain’t havin’ it (Fuck y’all)
I’m the baddest bitch, who wanna fight about it?
Put ’em in the booth, I bet I’ll take the title (Baow-baow-baow)
All of these hoes my sheep
Mary had a little lamb, they was talkin’ ’bout me, ayy (Yeah)
Switched sides, so I switched back
Lotta I owe yous I ain’t gettin’ back (I ain’t gettin’ back)
Lotta shit I should’ve walked away from
But the hood bitch in me kept pullin’ me back (Bitch, what?)
Wish I would let a ho in my business, ayy (Huh)
Quit askin’ ’bout these niggas, look (Bitch)
You don’t wan’ sip this tеa
If I give you the deets, you might get in your feelings, ah

[Chorus]
Tеll a hater, “Fuck you” (Ah)
They keep comin’, tellin’ me these bitches mad, what’s new?
All this ice around my neck got me feelin’ too cool (Yeah)
We was bangin’ and he beat that pussy red, SuWoo (Yeah, yeah)
Middle finger out the roof, tell a hater, “Fuck you”
They keep comin’, tellin’ me these bitches mad, what’s new?
All this ice around my neck got me feelin’ too cool (Burr)
We was bangin’ and he beat that pussy red, SuWoo (Baow, baow)
Middle finger out the roof, ah

[Verse 2]
Pull up Bentley
Drop four-fifty to make my car match with my feelings (Car match with my feelings)
Y’all be hatin’, I’m ridin’ with Farris to make sure none of y’all hoes come near me (None of y’all hoes come near me)
Bitch, stop cappin’, that shit ain’t exclusive (Ah)
Y’all in the A buyin’ shit from them boosters
I heard y’all niggas ain’t buyin’ them chains
Just takin’ them pics, send it back to the jeweler, ah
Roll one deep, rock two C’s
In my purse, I keep some G’s (I keep some G’s)
Ho, quit talkin’ ’bout me to your man
‘Cause that only make him more intrigued (Make him more intrigued)
Bitch, you a bum, don’t get a crumb
How you got cake and ain’t fuckin’ for none?
I better not ever catch you talkin’ shit (Hey, hey)
If your bank account still attached to your mom’s, ah

[Chorus]
Tell a hater, “Fuck you”
They keep comin’, tellin’ me these bitches mad, what’s new?
All this ice around my neck got me feelin’ too cool (Hey)
We was bangin’ and he beat that pussy red, SuWoo
Middle finger out the roof, tell a hater, “Fuck you”
They keep comin’, tellin’ me these bitches mad, what’s new?
All this ice around my neck got me feelin’ too cool (Too cool)
We was bangin’ and he beat that pussy red, SuWoo (Hey)
Middle finger out the roof, ah

[Verse 3]
These niggas love me ’cause I’m like that
Freaky, nasty, bite me, I’ll bite back, ayy (Bite back, ayy)
If I want a nigga gone, then he gone
I’m a real street bitch, so you know I can’t type that, ayy (Hey, yeah)
These hoes be thinkin’ they me
‘Til them people wanna see and they really gotta show up, ayy
Hangin’ ’round niggas say they made me
You gon’ suck a whole lotta dick tryna blow up, ayy (Ah, ah)
I’m finna get mean in this bitch, ayy (Yeah)
They think I’m weak in this bitch, ayy (They think I’m weak in this bitch)
Instead of me teachin’ these hoes
I probably should’ve been readin’ a bitch, ayy (Readin’ a bitch)
I’m a hundred, not fifty, ayy
Weak niggas never get me, ayy (Nope)
Pussy niggas on the internet
Talkin’ ’bout some pussy they ain’t gettin’, yeah (Pussy)

[Chorus]
Tell a hater, “Fuck you” (Fuck ’em)
They keep comin’, tellin’ me these bitches mad, what’s new?
All this ice around my neck got me feelin’ too cool (Burr, burr, burr)
We was bangin’ and he beat that pussy red, SuWoo (Woo)
Middle finger out the roof, ah

Mike Jones – I Got It Lyrics

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[Chorus: Mike Jones]
You need some dro in your life? Holla at me, I got it
XO to get you right, holla at me, I got it
Codeine in your cup? Holla at me, I got it
Whatever you need, holla at me, I got it
You need some dro in your life? Holla at me, I got it
XO to get you right, holla at me, I got it
Codeine in your cup? Holla at me, I got it
Whatever you need, holla at me, I got it

[Verse 1: Mike Jones]
Mike Jones!
If you need the drank, if you need the dro
If you need the pills, if you need the smoke
I can get it for the low, I can get it for cheep
Purple [?] that’ll put you on your feet
Got dick for the hoes, yeah put hoes to sleep
Give them the dick, they come 3 times a week
Might be your baby mama, yeah I get hoes to creep
I ain’t never been a trick, but she can come get the treat
When it come to moving weed, holla at me, I got it
Anything that you need, holla at me, I got it
As long as you got the paper, I make the profit
You ain’t gotta look no mo, if you need it, I said

[Chorus: Mike Jones]
You need some dro in your life? Holla at me, I got it
XO to get you right, holla at me, I got it
Codeine in your cup? Holla at me, I got it
Whatever you need, holla at me, I got it
You need some dro in your life? Holla at me, I got it
XO to get you right, holla at me, I got it
Codeine in your cup? Holla at me, I got it
Whatever you need, holla at me, I got it

[Verse 2: Bun B]
Bun B the street mogle, and H Town [?]
Drug, I got the plug like an AC socket
[?] the neighborhood handy man
Say my name 3 times, I pop up like the Candy Man
Riding on candy man, grippin the wood
Respected cause I’m connected with the work and the good
Got a new batch of [?] you better try
Cause if not, then my cliantell [?]
Got that OG Kush in, fresh out the rap
Squeeze [?] THC [?]
Slap yourself, make sure you’re woke
Cause if you ain’t breaking bread with Bun, you broke
I’m a hustler on the mean grind
And when it’s green time, I go hard in the paint like [?] and [?]
You ain’t never seen mine, homeboy you trippin
That blunt you been blowin, and that drink you been sippin
I got it

[Chorus: Mike Jones]
You need some dro in your life? Holla at me, I got it
XO to get you right, holla at me, I got it
Codeine in your cup? Holla at me, I got it
Whatever you need, holla at me, I got it
You need some dro in your life? Holla at me, I got it
XO to get you right, holla at me, I got it
Codeine in your cup? Holla at me, I got it
Whatever you need, holla at me, I got it

[Verse 3: Pimp C]
[?] Tony Snow
Sweet Jones, I got the work for the low
[?] nigga fuck that shit
12 right now, got them hot off the pitch
I’m fucking with that [?]
George Clinton come through so he [?]
If the rap game died, could you sell cocaine?
Would you still have a whip? Would you still have a chain?
If I wasn’t a rapper, I’d still be a high capper
Black tar in my lap, playing dead for [?]
I know DJ Screw, the real DJ Screw
If you was down, why the fuck I never seen you?
I seen Fat Pat, I seen 3 2
I seen Keke at the house, nigga, but where was you?
Where was you?
Missing in action when I ride bye
Nigga watch the bitch reaction
I got it

[Chorus: Mike Jones]
You need some dro in your life? Holla at me, I got it
XO to get you right, holla at me, I got it
Codeine in your cup? Holla at me, I got it
Whatever you need, holla at me, I got it
You need some dro in your life? Holla at me, I got it
XO to get you right, holla at me, I got it
Codeine in your cup? Holla at me, I got it
Whatever you need, holla at me, I got it

iann dior – Holding On Lyrics

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[Intro]
Hmm-hmm, hmm
Hmm-hmm, hmm

[Chorus]
I been holdin’ on, don’t know why
Love’s not for everyone, but I still try
I been holdin’ on, don’t know why
Love’s not for everyone, but I still try

[Verse]
Yeah, baby, what you talking ’bout? Don’t know how to act
Lookin’ at your phone, but you won’t hit me back (Back)
I’m not gettin’ rest ’til I get you in my bed (My bed)
I’m not askin’ much, baby, just give me respect, yeah
I ain’t givin’ you a follow, I ain’t givin’ you a check (A check)
You want new Chanel but ain’t puttin’ work for that (That)
Come on baby, show me what you got, bring it back (Back)
Drinkin’ and smokin’, I know you love to do that, yeah, huh
I’m reckless, I’m dumb, accordin’ to you
But you don’t know shit, huh, you don’t know how I move
I’m rollin’, I’m smokin’ a deuce
I ain’t tellin’ lies baby, you know that I’m the truth

[Bridge]
I don’t know what to do
Got nothin’ left to lose
You play me like a fool
I’m nevеr comin’ home
I don’t know what to do (I don’t know)
Got nothing left to lose (Lеft to lose)
You play me like a fool
I’m never comin’ home

[Chorus]
I been holdin’ on, don’t know why
Love’s not for everyone, but I still try
I been holdin’ on, don’t know why
Love’s not for everyone, but I still try

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

MC Virgins – Big Bag Lyrics

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[Verse 1: MC Prophet]
I ain’t really wanna rap, but the shit slaps
Louis, Gucci, Fendi, man, I’m walkin’ out with six bags
Her emotion roller coaster, call that Six Flags
Febreeze bottle every time I hear the bitch laugh
Ayy, we goin’ back to back
Don’t got a platinum plaque, my homie call me a snack
I’m makin’ more than your dad, I did this shit off of rap
And if you’re callin’ me trash, then I’ma get really sad

[Verse 2: MC God]
MC God, bitch, always stay strapped
It’s like a standing ovation the way her cheeks clap
Bitch, I’m fresh out the closet they way my drip swag
You know I’m chillin’, I got on the minion backpack
I got the SpongeBob drip on my hands
I got the Crocs, bitch, you got the Vans
I’m just built different, I do what you can’t
That bitch she want me, I feel likе the man

[Verse 3: MC Kudge]
Two fat bitches and they dancin’ on Gibby
Wе got the whole crowd bumpin’ when we come to your city
But we ain’t even tourin’, I’m swervin’ when I whip the foreign
This shit borin, I’m Ralph Lauren the way I pull hoes
Gibby try to kiss me, like too close
All this MC Virgins money for new clothes
And two ho’s, each of them can come to my new home
The greatest internet rapper, put that on my tombstone

[Verse 4: MC Wasian]
Bitch knockin’, wrist clockin’
It’s kinda hard to walk when I keep these thick pockets, okay
MC Wasian flowin’ and you won’t stop it
Now MC Gibby, get up in here, gotta finish off

[Verse 5: MC Gibby]
Papi Gibby on the track with another rhythm
Kudge pulled up and he got some tubby bitches with him
Never losin’ money, only doin’ more addition
Big bag on me, got about a million in it

[Interlude: MC Prophet, Lil Boom, MC Wasian, MC Kudge]
I ain’t never had sex before, I got a— (Killa)
I ain’t never had sex before, I got a— (Killa)
I ain’t never had sex before, I got a— (Killa Cam)
Stop the cappin’, they told me I gotta stop rappin’
Told ’em stop the cappin’
Open up your mind (Stop the cappin’)
Don’t open up your thighs (Stop the cappin’)
Skinny bitches, thick bitches, I like all kinds (Stop the cappin’, stop the cappin’, stop the cappin’)
Sex is really gross, but I wanna have it
Treat these bitches like a tire— (Step in this bitch)

[Verse 6: MC Kudge, MC Prophet, MC Waisan, MC God]
Beat switch on these bitches
On fire, arson committed
We winnin’, killin’ the game like the ripper, we never missin’, ayy
We the best in the game, bitch, MC Virgins goin’ places
Ain’t no need to be based, bitch, MC Prophet gettin’ famous
I have sex with all these women
Gettin’ tired, can’t even finish
All my homies, they got bitches
You will never catch me simpin’
I got bitches, hold up, let me finish
Take her to the room then I nutted in a minute (In a minute)

[Verse 7: MC Gibby]
My money blue, just like a democrat
Shorty booty lookin’ hella fat
I’m super hot, check the thermostat
Got a penthouse, like I’m Johnny Gat
Got a million views, tell ’em fuck that
100k subs, I ain’t got a plaque
Playin’ EB Games, tell ’em copy that
Only five Virgins, ain’t no copycats

[Outro]
Big bag, big bag
Big—, big—, big—, big— (Woo!)

Megan Thee Stallion – Shots Fired Lyrics

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[Intro]
Brrt, brrt, baow (Buddah Bless this beat)

[Verse 1]
Imagine niggas lyin’ ’bout shootin’ a real bitch (Huh?)
Just to save face for rapper niggas you chill with
Imagine me givin’ a fuck it was your fuckin’ birthday (Fuck you)
You in your feelings, I just thought it was another Thursday
Now imagine me cockblockin’ niggas on some dry shit (What?)
I don’t want you on the bench, believe you wouldn’t’ve been invited (You wouldn’t’ve been invited)
And if it weren’t for me, same week, you would have been indicted (Should’ve let them lock your ass up)
You offered M’s not to talk, I guess that made my friend excited, hmm
Now y’all in cahoots, huh (Okay), you a puss in boots
You shot a 5’10” bitch with a .22
Talkin’ ’bout bones and tendons like them bullets wasn’t pellets
A pussy nigga with a pussy gun in his feelings
Okay, he in the backseat and he keep callin’ me a bitch (He a bitch)
We all know the shit I could’ve came back with (Lil’-ass nigga)
He talkin’ ’bout his followers, dollars, and goofy shit
I told him, “You’re not poppin’, you just on the remix” (What’s poppin’?)
Now here we are, 2020, eight months later
And we still ain’t got no fuckin’ justice for Breonna Taylor (Breonna Taylor)
Any nigga on that nigga’s side is a clout chaser (Fuck y’all)
A bitch who he fuckin’ or a ho that he payin’, uh

[Interlude]
Imagine me, hahaha
Imagine me entertaining you fuckin’ goofy-ass niggas and you fuckin’ goofy-ass bitches
Brrt, brrt, blaow (Buddah Bless this beat)

[Verse 2]
Who you takin’ shots at, goofy-ass nigga?
Keep your broke ass out a rich bitch business
And that go for you bitches too that’s tryna get picked
Talkin’ shit, I’ll slide on you, thinkin’ that you slick
Ooh shit, it’s a lotta weak niggas in this bitch
They confused
They hate me, but watch my videos beatin’ they dick
Who a snitch? I ain’t never went to the police with no names
I thought a bitch that got her chain snatched, caught a loss had something to say, ayy
I be speakin’ facts, uh, they can’t handle that, uh
They want me to be the bad guy, let me put my mask on
I was chose, I ain’t ask to be this motherfuckin’ cold
Still the brightest star and not just the ones that’s up in this Rolls
Keep it pimpin’ always, actions do the talkin’
I know you want the clout, so I ain’t sayin’ y’all names
Oh, you out here ballin’, huh? Who you get that money from?
Ten toes down for whoever get the Patek, huh?
I be so content ’cause I know I’m a real bitch
And anything I say, I’m never scared to repeat it
You’d think I was a killer how these niggas scared as shit
I pull up one deep, but niggas bring they whole clique, ayy
Who you takin’ shots at, goofy-ass bitch?
Watchin’ me succeed from your knees, suckin’ dick
I know you want attention from the niggas that I get
I’m a steak, you a side plate, shrimp, stay in your place
Real bitch, yeah, yeah, I ain’t sellin’ fairytales
FaceTime my nigga while my other nigga layin’ there
Bitch think she sabotagin’ somethin’, tryna run and tell
Bitch, I got a bond with my niggas and they all aware, yeah
Who you takin’ shots at? Shut up with your scary ass
No profile pic, bitch, your mama shouldn’t’ve had
Kick me while I’m down bad, I remember all that
Next nigga send a shot, I’ma sent it right back (Ah)

[Outro]
Brrt, brrt
Brrt, haha
Ah
Should’ve let them lock your ass up
Pussy

Sabrina Claudio – Warm December Lyrics

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[Chorus]
It’s gonna be a warm December
Makin’ memories to last ’til next November
It’s gonna be a warm, warm December
‘Cause this holiday, I got you with me

[Verse 1]
As we cuddle up next to the fireplace, mm
We’ll be burnin up our own flames, oh, oh
Hangin’ like a thousand mistletoes, ah
So I can kiss you everywhere you go

[Pre-Chorus]
Now I didn’t even make a list this year
‘Cause everything I need is all right here in those eyes (Those eyes)
It might be freezin’ outside

[Chorus]
But it’s gonna be a warm December
Makin’ memories to last ’til next November
It’s gonna be a warm, warm December
‘Cause this holiday, I got you with me

[Verse 2]
Unwrap my love (My love)
And open me up (Open me up)
It’s the season of givin’, so let me give you what you want
(Let me give you what you want)

[Pre-Chorus]
I didn’t even make a list this year
‘Cause everything I need is all right here in those eyes (Those eyes)
It might be freezin’ outside

[Chorus]
But it’s gonna be a warm December
Makin’ memories (Oh, makin’ memories) to last ’til next November
It’s gonna be a warm, warm December (Warm December)
‘Cause this holiday, I got you with me

[Outro]
Oh (Oh), oh (Oh), oh (Oh)
I got you with me, mm
(Oh) Mm, (Oh) mm
I got you with me, mm

Call Me Karizma – Fire Escape Lyrics

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[Intro]
Lookin’ for the—
Lookin’ for the—

[Chorus]
I’m at another party again
Don’t wanna be here but I am
I’m way too weird to make friends
My mom says “Just try to fit in”
So I’m at a party again
Don’t wanna be here but I am
I’d rather be home in my bed
I gotta get out of this place
Lookin’ for the fire escape

[Verse]
Social attractions
Hope no one notices me standin’
Alone by the bathroom
I’m just emotionally damaged
Yeah, I fall in love with a stranger
A hopeless romantic, yeah
I don’t wanna make small talk
I don’t wanna begin
Actin’ like we give a fuck
Fakin’ like we are friends, yeah (No)
I don’t wanna make small talk
This is where it ends
This is where it ends, ’cause

[Outro]
Social attractions (Lookin’ for the fire escape)
Emotionally damaged (Lookin’ for the fire escape)
Social attractions (Lookin’ for the fire escape)
Emotionally damaged (I’m at another party again)
Another party, another party (I’m at another party again)
I’m at another party (I’m at another party again)
I’m at another party (I’m at another party again)
I’m at another party again

MARINA – Cruel Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Rolling hard with my best friend, I love myself tonight
Blazing, clear-cut confidence, we’ve only got one life

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m livin’, I’m livin’, I’m livin’ by nobodies’ rules
So don’t you take me for a fool
‘Cause I’m a million dollar jewel
I live my life fearlessly
So come and roll with me, roll with me

[Chorus]
I’m ready for the revolution
And you don’t get to tell me who to be, to be
I’m an independent woman
And I’m the one who decides that I’m free, I’m free
Of cruel rule
Cruel rule

[Verse 2]
I can look you dead in the eye and hope to God you die
I don’t wanna see my friends go down ‘cause of your lies

[Chorus]
I’m ready for the revolution
And you don’t get to tell me who to be, to be
I’m an independent woman
And I’m the one who decides that I’m free, I’m free
Of cruel rule
Cruel rule

Jazmine Sullivan – Pick Up Your Feelings Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
You said that I’ve been actin’ different, yeah
Funny how I finally flipped the script on you
When you the one who’s double-dippin’, yeah
You so sloppy, how I caught you slippin’ up
You’re off the lease
Run me my keys
No more poppin’ up to hit it, yeah
I ain’t even got the miles to trip on you

[Pre-Chorus]
New phone (Who is this?)
Brand new like the whip
Rack it up, no assist
Main bitch, I ain’t average
Wake up, need a zip
Hennessy, take a sip
Look at my jeans, I’m too thick
I ain’t got the room for extra baggage

[Chorus]
Don’t forget to come and pick up your, ooh, feelings
Don’t leave no piеces (Oh, oh)
You need to hurry and pick up your, ooh-ooh, feelings
While I’m up cleaning

[Post-Chorus]
Boy, plеase, I don’t need it (I don’t need it)
Memories, all that shit, you can keep it (Oh, oh)
Don’t forget to come and pick up your, ooh-ooh, feelings
Don’t leave no pieces

[Verse 2]
Oh, I’m tryna find a fuck to give for you
You ran out of chances of forgivin’ ya
Yeah, listen, I ain’t listenin’
Just for you to go and break my heart again
I learned my lesson (Last time)
Woah, and I ain’t comin’ (Back now)
You’re missin’ what you had now (Had now)
And I bet you I look better, don’t I?

[Pre-Chorus]
New phone (Who is this?)
Contact? Don’t exist
Need a ride? Call that bitch
Gas way too expensive
No more benefits
Pop-up visits
Hands tied, no grip
I ain’t got the room for extra baggage

[Chorus]
So don’t forget to come and pick up your, ooh, feelings
And don’t leave no pieces (Yeah, hey)
You need to hurry and pick up your (Pick up your) feelings
While I’m up cleaning (Oh, oh)

[Post-Chorus]
Boy, please, I don’t need you
Oh, memories, all that shit, you can keep it
Oh, don’t forget to come and pick up your, oh, feelings
Don’t leave no pieces

[Bridge]
Put a lock on the door where my heart once was (Mmm)
Boy, you had your fun
But I had enough
Now I’m really done
I deserve so much more than you gave to me
So now I’m savin’ me
And I made my peace
So you can run them streets

[Chorus]
But don’t forget to come and pick up your feelings
Don’t leave no pieces (Don’t leave no)
You need to hurry and pick up your, ooh, feelings
While I’m up cleaning (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
Boy, please (Boy, please, oh), I don’t need you (I don’t need you, I don’t need you)
All that shit (All that shit), you can keep (You can keep), I don’t need it (I don’t need it, I don’t need it)
Don’t forget (Don’t forget) to come and pick up your, oh, feelings (Oh, pick up your feelings)
(Don’t leave no pieces) Oh, woah

[Outro]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh

Megan Thee Stallion – Outside Lyrics

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[Intro: Megan Thee Stallion & Logic]
(What Juicy say? He be like, “Shut the fuck up”)
Real hot girl shit
Ah
We outside
Ayy

[Verse 1]
I got every purse, every color, shout out to my ex-nigga
Thinkin’ ’bout what I want now from my next nigga
Same background, now them bitches know I’m stayin’ with you
Flew me out to Turks just to flirt, we ain’t takin’ pictures
We can keep it low, nobody gotta know
If you ain’t wanna pimp, then what you fuckin’ with me for?
I know them other bitches probably say they ain’t like other bitches
But I guarantee it’s something ’bout me that be breakin’ niggas

[Chorus]
I ain’t for the streets, ’cause bitch, I am the street
And I ain’t on these niggas, all these niggas be on me
And I’ma be outside ’til I don’t wanna be
And I’ma show this ass ’cause it’s what they wanna see, look
I ain’t for the streets, ’cause bitch, I am the street
And I ain’t on these niggas, all these niggas be on me
And I’ma be outside ’til I don’t wanna be
And I’ma show this ass ’cause it’s what they wanna see, ayy

[Verse 2]
Put the car in my name so I know it’s real
Buy me the same chain that you got when you say, “Let’s chill”
I know how much that cost, them diamonds in your mouth
I told him buy the house, but don’t be comin’ in and out
Baby, can you tell me have you ever heard of polygamy?
It’s only me and you, but I got many personalities
Sometimes I like to shop, sometimes I like to bop
Sometimes I like it from the back, sometimes I be on top
I keep tellin’ niggas

[Verse 3]
I checked your bitch out and she basic, that’s why she hatin’
She rock designer, but it’s old, that shit is dated
I’m rockin’ new runway Gianni, Versace hottie
And anything that come behind me is fuckin’ sloppy (Ah, ah, ah)
Every day I switch it up, I give ’em looks (Looks)
I switch my hair up just to fuck, we be havin’ fun (Havin’ fun)
I ask him do he want a blonde? Do he want a redhead? (A redhead)
I can switch my shit to blue or I can wear my real hair
I keep tellin’ niggas

[Outro]
We outside

Elliott Trent – Never Leave Lyrics

Play this song

Why you playing?
Girl
You know i want it
You know i want it, babe
Get to it
Get to it
Get to it

Oh
Goddamn this money make shawty drop like she on probation
Girl I might fuck around and eat the cake like it’s your birthday
I’m not playing around
No, no
Cause you know what we both came for
Yo body make me wanna go a couple rounds
[?]
Baby let me buckle down
Yeah
Set you all the way up girl
Been waiting for a long time
[?]

We can sex all night long
If you want
Can’t nobody tell us anything cause we grown
If you wanna try some other things that I’m on
But before we get to doing things you should know

You’ll never leave me
You’ll never leave me, no
You’ll never leave me
You’ll never leave me
You’ll never leave

Oh
Girl that booty perfect got me thinking that it’s paid for
Shit, I don’t really care I just show you what it’s made for
I just wanna be the one to give it to you when ever you want it
Yeah
First thing on your mind when you wake up taking selfies in the morning
Oh
Take you down
Sex you all the way up girl
Been waiting for a long time
[?]

We can sex all night long
If you want
Can’t nobody tell us anything cause we grown
If you wanna try some other things that I’m on
But before we get to doing things you should know

You’ll never leave me
You’ll never leave me, no
You’ll never leave me
You’ll never leave me, babe
You’ll never leave
I ain’t tryna play with it baby
Cause I aIn’t got time for the games, lets get to it
Get to it, get to it, get to it
Oh let me take you down, down
Set you all the way up
Been waiting for a long time
[?]

We can sex all night long
If you want
Can’t nobody tell us anything cause we grown
If you wanna try some other things that I’m on
But before we get to doing things you should know

You’ll never leave me
You’ll never leave me, babe
Oh no
You’ll never leave me
You’ll never leave me
You’ll never leave, babe
You’ll never leave

Megan Thee Stallion – Intercourse Lyrics

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[Intro: Popcaan & YG]
Gyal, yuh pussy good from birth
Wan’ yuh bend it over, yeah, in them skirt
Gyal, yuh full ah energy like dancehall concert (Weh, haha)
Good sex is all you get
I love to see you get wet (Woii yoii)
Cho, weh (Mustard on the beat, ho)
Ayy

[Verse 1: Popcaan]
Gyal, yuh tight pussy tie mi
Yuh vagina so tiny
Call di iPhone anytime yuh horny
Popskull ah fuck yuh grimy
Cock it up inna di back ah di Ferrari
Mi beat up yuh pussy, mi bruise e, scar e
You are a blessing to my life, baby (Mhm)

[Pre-Chorus: Popcaan]
Badman turn har on, squeeze her up
Long cocky gon’ full her up
Handcuff, but mi nah hold har up
Her best friend ah call, but she doh wan’ go
Love when mi feel har up
Finger inna di pussy, dat ah pre-warmup
Gyal, mi sperm thick, mi feed pon walnut
Haha (Ayy)

[Chorus: Popcaan]
Sexual intеrcourse
Sexual, sexual
Sеxual intercourse
Sexual, sexual (Woii yoii)

[Verse 2: Megan Thee Stallion]
Ayy, when it come to body, nobody bodyin’ me
Mixin’ weed with the liquor, creatin’ the chemistry
Takin’ shots back to back of the white Hennessy
I’m about what I say, so please do not tempt me, ayy
I’m so for real, I came no panties when he asked me to chill
I never gave a fuck ’bout what them other girls sayin’
I just wanna know if the dick really hangin’
You ain’t gotta sugarcoat shit ‘less you’re lickin’ on me
If that’s the case, you need to get the liquor and the honey
Body right, pussy tight, come and put it on me
Sendin’ pics to your phone so you’re never lonely
Baby, I can take the trip with or without ya
Been a fly bitch way before I found you
Stamps in my passport, can’t even count them
All my bitches with me, so I can’t leave without them
Baby, why don’t we go to Montego?
Let you put your hook in my bumper like a repo
I’m tryna do some real freaky shit, only we know
Treat my body like some oxtails, lick your fingers
Put that cocky on my body, give me spit to make it sloppy
Look me in my eyes and tell me what you like about me
I’m doin’ what I got to do for you to make me wifey
Take me where the temperature is hotter than a hottie

[Pre-Chorus: Popcaan]
Turn har on, squeeze her up
Long cocky gon’ full her up
Handcuff, but mi nah hold har up
Her best friend ah call, but she doh wan’ go
Love when mi feel har up
Finger inna di pussy, dat ah pre-warmup
Gyal, mi sperm thick, mi feed pon walnut
Haha (Ayy)

[Chorus: Popcaan]
Sexual intercourse
Sexual, sexual
Sexual intercourse
Sexual, sexual (Woii yoii, weh)
Sexual intercourse
Sexual, sexual (Weh)
Sexual intercourse
Sexual, sexual (Weh)
Psycho business

Famke Louise – Laten Zien (English/Engels) Lyrics

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[Songtekst van “Laten Zien”]

[Intro]
Yeah, they be crazy

[Chorus]
I want to show you that I’m the only one
I have what you desire, desire
Butterflies in my stomach when you give me a kiss, kiss
Whatever happens, I have your back, back

[Verse 1]
Sitting on my baby late at night
Let me pamper you, baby take flight
Skinnydipping in Ibiza, make it hot, hot
But I have my body against yours if you can handle it
Ooo, ya
Just say the word and you see that I am there
I’ll never fail, because I am a boss
Make you the work, no not of the moon
We switch roles, you know how this shit goes

[Pre-Chorus]
Ay, ay, ay
I don’t know what it is with me
I want more of your time for me
Then I’ll stick with you, side by side

[Chorus]
I want to show you that I’m the only one
I have what you desire, desire
Butterflies in my stomach when you give me a kiss, kiss
Whatever happens, I have your back, back

I want to show you that I’m the only one
I have what you desire, desire
Butterflies in my stomach when you give me a kiss, kiss
Whatever happens, I have your back, back

[Verse 2]
Bad bitch, because I don’t give a fuck about my ex, no
Now they want to come back, they see it’s hot
And that shit is so funny, like haha
And these days there’s no room in the voicemail
Ooo ya

Circle is small now, fierce and beating pearls
Only your wish, you are out, I’m on
Enjoy my fake game and slow game Milaan
And only he is what I want to go for

[Pre-Chorus]
Ay, ay, ay
I don’t know what it is with me
I want more of your time for me
Then I’ll stick with you, side by side

[Chorus]
I want to show you that I’m the only one
I have what you desire, desire
Butterflies in my stomach when you give me a kiss, kiss
Whatever happens, I have your back, back

I want to show you that I’m the only one
I have what you desire, desire
Butterflies in my stomach when you give me a kiss, kiss
Whatever happens, I have your back, back

[Bridge]
We are like Bonnie and Clyde
They want to agree on the line
We’re on that Henny all night
Ya, we are a fact
And you make me high-ighhh

[Chorus]
I want to show you that I’m the only one
I have what you desire, desire
Butterflies in my stomach when you give me a kiss, kiss
Whatever happens, I have your back, back

I want to show you that I’m the only one
I have what you desire, desire
Butterflies in my stomach when you give me a kiss, kiss
Whatever happens, I have your back, back

[Outro]
Ay, ay, ay
I don’t know what it is with me
I want more of your time for me
Still, I’ll stick with you, side by side

Ay, ay, ay
I don’t know what it is with me
I want more of your time for me
Still, I’ll stick with you, side by side

Megan Thee Stallion – Go Crazy Lyrics

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[Intro: Megan Thee Stallion]
Yeah
Ah
Real hot girl shit
Mwah

[Verse 1: Megan Thee Stallion]
Okay, the hate turned me to a monster, so I guess I’m evil now (I’m evil now)
Woke up and I blacked out everything so I can see it now (See it now)
I’m on that demon time, it’s only right I cop the Hellcat (Skrrt)
They always hit me where it hurt, but this time, I felt that (Ow)
Why I gotta prove myself to bitches that I’m better than? (Huh?)
As if I wasn’t at radio stations goin’ Super Saiyan (Super Saiyan)
As if this fuckin’ body isn’t everything they buyin’ (‘Thing they buyin’)
And as if a nigga didn’t shoot me and they pickin’ sides (Baow)

[Chorus: Megan Thee Stallion]
I’ll be back, I’m ’bout to go crazy
I ain’t pullin’ up ’less them hoes finna pay me (‘Less them hoes finna pay me)
Bitch, I’m the shit, and I ain’t gotta prove it (I ain’t gotta prove it)
Finna go dumb since these hoes think I’m stupid
I’m ’bout to go crazy, crazy
I’m ’bout to go crazy, crazy
Bitch, I’m ’bout to go

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
I hit once, I hit twice, now it’s a habit, I go Cassius (Woah, woah)
Your ex nigga made you crazy, this dick make you psychopathic (Straight up)
If the sextape leak and everyone see, know it’s gon’ be a classic (Classic)
But don’t forget how quick I’ll crop you out and change the caption (Quick)
Strictly raised by pimpin’, not by simpin’, show no sympathy
If they hate you for being you, they not secure in they identity (Damn)
Me, myself, and I, she treat me like the Holy Trinity (Woah)
Fuck a Birkin, give you a business, boss you up, now you can buy ten of these (What we doin’?)
Shit, whatever I say
Run your city, now it’s mine for however long I stay
Bitch play me, well, that’s my bad for ever lettin’ her play
My mama prayin’ for me, she better pray for whoever in my way (Boy)
Now how many besties done upped and left me? (Huh?)
Who claimed they my dawg and just my pet peeves (Huh?)
Who tried to double back and triple-text me
Fuck I look like stressin’ over these hoes that stress me? Lil’ bitch

[Chorus: Megan Thee Stallion]
I’ll be back, I’m ’bout to go crazy
I ain’t pullin’ up ‘less them hoes finna pay me (‘Less them hoes finna pay me)
Bitch, I’m the shit, and I ain’t gotta prove it
Finna go dumb since these hoes think I’m stupid
I’m ’bout to go crazy, crazy
I’m ’bout to go crazy, crazy
Bitch, I’m ’bout to go crazy

[Verse 3: Megan Thee Stallion]
A bitch can’t me check me, can’t disrespect me (Shh)
A shot can’t hit me if it’s sent indirectly
Hoes can’t see me with this rap and the fashion
Bitch, you know I’m fire, you can’t drag a dragon (Ah)
I used to be patient
Now I’m on some ski mask shit, bitch, I’m anxious (Yeah)
Hoes talkin’ cash shit, but can’t make a payment (What?)
Carnivore, I’ma eat up any bitch who play me
Forty-inch long black weave like Morticia (Yeah)
Applyin’ so much pressure to these hoes, they gettin’ blisters (Gettin’ blisters)
I’ma buy it twice so my shoes got sisters (Got sisters)
I only want a nigga on my birthdays and Christmas
Mean girl, I ain’t lettin’ bitches sit with us

[Chorus: Megan Thee Stallion & 2 Chainz]
I’ll be back, I’m ’bout to go crazy
I ain’t pullin’ up ‘less them hoes finna pay me (‘Less them hoes finna pay me)
Bitch, I’m the shit, and I ain’t gotta prove it (I ain’t gotta prove shit)
Finna go dumb since these hoes think I’m stupid
I’m ’bout to go crazy, crazy
I’m ’bout to go crazy, crazy
Bitch, I’m ’bout to go crazy (2 Chainz, Toni)

[Verse 4: 2 Chainz]
‘Bout to go ignorant, rich with the benefits
Crook in my dick, shit lookin’ like ten to six
Used to hit the dealership, now they makin’ dropoffs
Stars in my roof, I don’t have to take the top off (Gone)
County going crazy (Crazy), have your ass knocked off
Charm on my neck lookin’ like a fuckin’ softball (Woo)
Your ho just left (Left), yeah, she a southpaw
Ass so fat, man, them folk gon’ try to outlaw (Outlaw)
Megan, what’s poppin’? You already know the topic
Let me see you scrub the ground, let me see you touch the carpet (Carpet)
Still throwin’ bands during a pandemic (‘Demic)
Smokin’ on raw paper with my strand in it

[Chorus: Megan Thee Stallion]
I’ll be back, I’m ’bout to go crazy
I ain’t pullin’ up ‘less them hoes finna pay me (‘Less them hoes finna pay me)
Bitch, I’m the shit, and I ain’t gotta prove it (I ain’t gotta prove shit)
Finna go dumb since these hoes think I’m stupid
I’m ’bout to go crazy, crazy
I’m ’bout to go crazy, crazy
Bitch, I’m ’bout to go crazy

Megan Thee Stallion – Freaky Girls Lyrics

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[Intro: Logic]
(What Juicy say? He be like, “Shut the fuck up”)
(Love it, man)

[Chorus: SZA]
I’ma be your freak any time or place, any day of the week
Said I’ma let you hit it, I ain’t scared, I ain’t shy, it’s cool with me
I’m lookin’ for a thug who ain’t scared of the pussy with a gangster lean
If you pull up and a nigga talkin’ tough, better freak like me, yeah

[Verse 1: Megan Thee Stallion]
Freaky bitch, I do this, suck it like I’m toothless
Your old bitch can’t fuck with me, you ain’t teachin’ me no new shit
Do you know who you dealin’ with? Ain’t convicted, but killin’ shit
Caught a jet just to buy a car, I’m the flyest bitch on the dealership
Long legs, he intimated, Amazon, I’m elevated
Lil’ people make lil’ people, stallions breed prize babies
Eat it up for a while, baby, buck on it, I’m wild, baby
I ain’t scared, let’s take it there, I knew you was a crybaby
Bust that pussy wide, let him adventure inside
If my pussy was a beach, he get swept up by the tide
Any nigga I let hit it, they know Stalli is a vibe
If I wasn’t such a player, probably be somebody’s wife

[Verse 2: Megan Thee Stallion]
I wouldn’t call it mackin’, I call it speakin’ with passion
I don’t call it seducin’, I move on it, then I have it
Got sugar for the daddies who truly support my habits
Who buy the double-C’s when I’m makin’ A’s in my classes
Why would I lie and say I wanna be your only one?
Knowin’ that I’m young and gettin’ to the money, havin’ fun
Knowin’ who I’m talkin’ to, but watchin’ him across the room
Knowin’ when I’m on the ‘yac no tellin’ what I’m finna do
A special kind of lady, I’m not easily persuaded
Drive so many niggas crazy, I’m thinkin’ Uber should pay me
So sophisticated, still writin’ incarcerated
Niggas I was fuckin’, when he get out, he gon’ bang it, huh

[Outro: SZA]
Freak, freak, freak like me, me, me
Freaky like, freaky like, on it like a freak, like me, yeah, uh
A freak like
Me, yeah
Give me a freak, freaky, yeah, yeah
Oh, oh, mmm-mmm, freak, yeah (Love it, man)

Shawn Mendes & Justin Bieber – MONSTER

[Verse 1: Shawn Mendes]
You put me on a pedestal and tell me I’m the best
Raise me up into the sky until I’m short of breath (Yeah)
Fill me up with confidence, I say what’s in my chest
Spill my words and tear me down until there’s nothing left
Rearrange the pieces just to fit me with the rest, yeah

[Chorus: Shawn Mendes]
But what if I, what if I trip?
What if I, what if I fall?
Then am I the monster?
Just let me know
And what if I, what if I sin?
And what if I, what if I break? Yeah
Then am I the monster? Yeah
Just let me know, yeah

[Verse 2: Justin Bieber]
I was fifteen when the world put me on a pedestal
I had big dreams of doin’ shows and making memories
Made some bad moves tryna act cool, upset by their jealousy
Lifting me up (Lifting me up), lifting me up (Yeah)
And tearing me down (Down), tearing me down (Down, down)
I’ll take responsibility for everything I’ve done (Yeah)
Holding it against me (Yeah) like you’re the holy one (Yeah)
[Pre-Chorus: Justin Bieber]
I had a chip on my shoulder, had to let it go
‘Cause unforgiveness keeps them in control
I came in with good intentions then I let it go
And now I really wanna know

[Chorus: Justin Bieber & Shawn Mendes]
What if I, what if I trip? (Oh)
What if I, what if I fall? (I fall)
Then am I the monster? (Am I the monster?)
Just let me know (Let me know)
And what if I, what if I sin? (Oh)
And what if I, what if I break?
Then am I the monster? (Am I the monster?)
Just let me know (Oh, please just let me know, yeah)

[Outro: Justin Bieber & Shawn Mendes]
La-da-da-duh-duh (But what if I fall?)
La-da-da-duh-duh-duh-na
La-da-da-da-duh-duh
La-da-da-duh-duh-duh-na
La-da-da-duh-duh (Please don’t let me fall)
La-da-da-duh-duh-duh-na
La-da-da-da-duh-duh (Oh, please don’t let me fall)
La-da-da-duh-duh-duh-na

NAS – Fallen stars flying

[Fallen Stars Flying Lyrics]

[From “Between The World And Me” soundtrack]

Heavy gold chains off of a loss, body language boss
On this highly dangerous course between the streets and up north
Carti’ specs, pray the angels direct my walk
I just talked with big homie up in federal court
He was double-crossed, nowadays staying real is a loss
‘Cause cowards prey on niggas with good hearts
So I pray for them, they violate this way
I got the ‘K for them, but I refrain from doing shaitans work
We doin’ wrong taking our face off earth
Black victory, I envision Tiffany blue coups
Angels pop out the hood like “poof,” black youth
What’s the science? Man, we the fallen stars flying

Black youth, flying, fallen stars, black youth
Fly-flying, fallen stars flying
Angels pop out the hood like “poof”
No-nowadays staying real is a loss (So I pray for them)
Black youth, flying, fallen stars, black youth
Fly-flying, fallen stars flying
Black youth (flying high), fallen stars flying
Angels pop out the hood like “poof” (So I pray for them)

When you a strong stand-tall soldier
They lean on you, expectin’ you not to fall over
Like you never feel pressure, like you made of steel
So I absorb your pain, I like to see you chill
But the shit start weighin’ on me
Liftin’ you up without a day off, homie
It’s gettin’ hard, plus the haters on me
I met a young queen, the little girl asked for my autograph
She said my verse from “Black Girl Lost” made her find her way
She said she got tatted wings on her back
So when she want she can fly away

Pray for them
Pray for them
Pray for them
Pray for them

Black youth
Fallen stars flying
Angels pop out the hood like “poof”
No-nowadays staying real is a loss (So I pray for them)
Black youth, fallen stars
Black youth, fallen stars
Black youth, flying high
Angels pop out the hood like “poof” (So I pray for them)

Gryffin & Audrey Mika – Safe with me

Don’t know why I get so messed up in my head
But I keep puttin’ up fences
Anything to keep away from the truth
Maybe I been goin’ too hard, doin’ too much
Tryna drown out my senses
I don’t know what I be tryin’ to prove

[Chorus:]
I want somebody to say to me
Come lay with me, you’re safe with me
I want someone to come through for mе
Hold tight to me, finally
I want somebody to wrap me up in thе middle of the night, yeah
Stand tall, tell me everything’s alright
Who’ll say to me, oh, say to me
You’re safe with me
Tell me you’ll be safe

Safe with me, safe with me, safe with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell me you’ll be safe with me
Safe with me, safe with me, safe with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Safe with me, safe with me, safe with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell me you’ll be safe with me
Safe with me, safe with me, safe with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2]
People tell me I’m a fighter, a survivor
No, I don’t suffer fool’s luck
I’ve never been the type to get lonely, yeah
But bein’ old kinda gets old, kinda gets cold
Always keepin’ it cool, yeah
There’s a side of me they don’t see

[Chorus:]
I want somebody to say to me
Come lay with me, you’re safe with me
I want someone to come through for me
Hold tight to me, finally
I want somebody to wrap me up in the middle of the night, yeah
Stand tall, tell me everything’s alright
Who’ll say to me, oh, say to me
You’re safe with me
Tell me you’ll be safe

[Chorus:]
I want somebody to say to me
Come lay with me, you’re safe with me (You’re safe)
I want someone to come through for me
Hold tight to me, finally
I want somebody to wrap me up in the middle of the day, yeah
Stand tall, tell me everything’s alright (Everything’s alright)
Who’ll say to me, oh, say to me
You’re safe with me
Tell me you’ll be safe

Safe with me, safe with me, safe with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell me you’ll be safe with me
Safe with me, safe with me, safe with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Safe with me, safe with me, safe with me (Oh, oh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell me you’ll be safe with me
Safe with me, safe with me, safe with me (Safe)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Safe)

Safe with me, safe with me, safe with me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh
Safe with me, safe with me, safe with me

Faydee – Stubborn

All I ever wanted was your love
Maybe I was asking for too much
I’m so done tryina be more than enough
More than just your man,
You’ve lost your best friend
Yeah, you had way too many chances
Why’d you take this love for granted?
I don’t even understand

Why you gotta be so stubborn?
Stubborn? Stubborn? Stubborn?
For nothing, nothing, nothing
Stubborn, stubborn
It hurts to see you hurt
But you had to let it burn
Over nothing
Tell me why are you so

All I ever wanted was your time, time
I was happy you were mine
You should’ve learn to swallow up your pride
More than just your man,
You’ve lost your best friend
Yeah, you had way too many chances
Why’d you take this love for granted?
I don’t even understand

Why you gotta be so stubborn?
Stubborn? Stubborn? Stubborn?
For nothing, nothing, nothing
Stubborn, stubborn
It hurts to see you hurt
But you had to let it burn
Over nothing
Tell me why are you so

Samantha Jade – New Boy

It’s after midnight
I finished my drink and now I’m here texting you, yeah yeah
You’re up in my mind
I’m all in my feelings and wanna feel something new, yeah yeah

I’m about to turn up at your place
Meet me there
I don’t want no company, just you and me, yeah
I’m acting real wild, baby
You must be a real one ’cause I don’t usually do
What I’m about to do

Think I found somebody, I can
Think I found somebody, I can

(Think I found a new boy, think I found a new
We’ll be making news boy, yeah, I’m telling you
Think I found a new boy, think I found a new)

Your body talk right
The way that we’re learning each other diving deep, yeah yeah
And it’s about time
Get out with the old and get into what I need

I’m falling in love with this place
Stay right there
I’m feeling your company just you and me, yeah
It’s getting real wild, baby
You must be a real one ’cause I don’t usually do
What you see me do

Think I found somebody, I can
Think I found somebody, I can

(Think I found a new boy, think I found a new
We’ll be making news boy, yeah, I’m telling you
Think I found a new boy, think I found a new
Think I found a new boy, think I found a new
We’ll be making news boy, yeah, I’m telling you
Think I found a new boy, think I found a new)

Jason Derulo & Nuka – Love not war

[The Tampa Beat]

Jason Derulo (Yeah)
Oh, oh
Ooh

Bust it open for a gift
I put diamonds on your wrist
I can’t buy your lovin’
It’s never enough
I took that girl on a trip
‘Cause we was arguin’
Ever since we stopped touchin’
We’re not in touch

I know money can’t buy, buy, buy your love
I guess I didn’t try, try, try hard enough
But we could work this like a nine-to-five
Oh, oh
Mama told me stop playin’, playin’ all the games
Steady throwin’ dollars expectin’ change
But every war ends the same

Can we just make love, not war?
Oh, oh
Can we just make love, not war?

I solve my problems with a check
Now I’m payin’ for it
You wanted nothin’, uh
Nothin’ but love
I can’t lie, I’m a mess
I’m too jealous, yes
So hard to trust you
When I don’t trust myself

Can we just make love, not war?
Oh, oh
Can we just make love, not war?
Oh, oh

And my people say
Oh, oh
Let’s just trust in lovin’, baby
But, shawty, I know

I know money can’t buy, buy, buy your love
I guess I didn’t try, try, try hard enough
Call, we could work this like a nine-to-five
Oh, oh, baby
Mama told me stop playin’, playin’ all the games (Stop playin’ the games)
Steady throwin’ dollars expectin’ change
But every war ends the same

Can we just make love, and not war?
Oh, oh, baby
Can we just make love, not war?
Oh, oh
Not war, baby.

Wale – Flawed Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Everybody, everybody
Telling me I don’t need you, that I don’t need you no more
Everybody, everybody
Telling me I don’t need you, that I don’t need you no more

[Chorus: Wale, Wale & Gunna]
Everybody flawed, I could never need you
Everybody flawed, I could never need you
Ain’t nobody God, God, God, God, God
(That I don’t need you no more)
Everybody flawed, I could never need you
Everybody flawed, I could never need you
Ain’t nobody God, God, God, God, God
(That I don’t need you no more)

[Verse 1: Wale]
(Look, yeah, look-look, yeah, okay)
A lot of red Solos in back of the crib, SoHo
A lot of ’em is humble, a lot of ’em go Sunoco
Gassed off the likes, advice is not important
I still pray for your life, dеspite I’m not a part of it
I ain’t ’bout this industry, but this shit be important
And I ain’t in your comments, your IG look so еxhausting
Had a premonition, you probably would switch up on me
The fire conversations, I miss ’em, so now I’m salty
Still want you, shine, there’s haters on your mind
There’s strangers in your circle, there’s angels by your side
I hate to say you changed, you hate to say I’ve not
But fame run up and down, fame is suicide
I could never hate you
You cool with everybody, guess I’m everybody too
Still I’m thankful that God made you
We had a great run, now go run away, it’s cool

[Chorus: Wale, Wale & Gunna]
‘Cause everybody flawed, I could never need you
Everybody flawed, I could never need you
Ain’t nobody God, God, God, God, God
(That I don’t need you no more)
Everybody flawed, I could never need you
Everybody flawed, I could never need you
Ain’t nobody God, God, God, God, God
(That I don’t need you no more)

[Verse 2: Gunna, Wale, Gunna & Wale, Young Thug]
Everybody flawed, it ain’t hard to see through
She accept my flaws and say, “Bae, I need you”
Went against the odds, now it’s silver teaspoons
When I had it hard (La, la, la, la, uh)
Can’t come between my dawgs, tighter than supreme glue
Bitch, you fuckin’ with my dawgs, leavin’ me with loose screws
Break your back against the wall, have you screamin’, “Ooh, ooh”
I’ma fuck that pussy hard, hard, hard (Hard, hard)
I bought you a pair of titties like a pair of new shoes
You left your old nigga, now your life look brand new
Your pussy like an engine, I hope it ain’t ran through
I couldn’t see me house-wifin’ you
And now it’s time to part, apart
Never thought you played the part (Uh)
Ain’t nobody God, God, God, God, God
(Ain’t nobody, God, God, God, God, God)
[Chorus: Wale, Wale & Gunna, Young Thug]
‘Cause everybody flawed, I could never need you
Everybody flawed, I could never need you
Ain’t nobody God, God, God, God, God

(That I don’t need you no more)
Everybody flawed, I could never need you
Everybody flawed, I could never need you
Ain’t nobody God, God, God, God, God
(Ain’t nobody)

[Outro: Young Thug, Wale, Gunna]
Yeah, and I’ma charge ’em like a Dodge, I been making bars
Throw off the lock, and I’ll show off hard
All these bad, bad boys will come and pull your card
I’m the man, on God, okay with no facade
And you mad, you shoulda seen’t you
Hahaha, bitch, I’m crackin’ like shit
He’s hilarious

Meek Mill – Think It’s a Game Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Vory]
It’s too much, too much, too much, yeah
Tell ’em, ayy

[Chorus: Vory]
Girl, just leave me in silence
Just got a call from all my niggas, said they still ’bout it
Closest homie turned his back, we gotta kill ’bout it
Even though it hurt my soul, act like I don’t care about it
Nigga, fuck this rap shit, ain’t no cap shit
I was rich before this rap shit, fuck a caption
And your nigga said he want action, so he get clapped quick
Fuck around and name that Nina Brad Pitt, ’cause he an actress and I’m a savage
Pussy, hmm

[Post-Chorus: Vory]
Think it’s a game until they holdin’ onto your brains and shit, do you?
Ayy
Think it’s a game, nothin’ do you?
Think it’s a game, yeah

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
My homie turned his back on me, I don’t know how to feel about it
‘Cause I get deep in my feelings and I won’t kill ’bout it
‘Cause niggas be knowin’ my business and don’t be real solid
I got rеal problems
Made my list for the hoеs that flex, went back and still popped them
Couldn’t be holding this shit down ten, went in my wheel body
Ain’t seen my cousin like six months but still gon’ drill ’bout him
He in those trenches and I can’t act like I don’t care ’bout it
This shit a war
Nigga, I’m the plug, ain’t no extension cord
Headshots soon as I spin the block, fuck you sent ’em for?
Like you ain’t know we stand on opps, sent ’em to the Lord
Look ’em in they eyes ’til they die, without no feelings for ’em

[Verse 2: Vory]
Yeah
I done seen a couple M’s at 22, nigga who the fuck is you?
You say you got shooters with you?
Well, I got shooters too
All my niggas missin’ screws
All they know is true
He a killer but is aim off
So we must recruit
That niggas tryin’ me and mob, bitch I’m tyin’ boots, yeah
They tellin’ everything but the truth
Don’t need no soldiers talkin’ for me, baby I’m a troop
Done named my shooter Stephen Curry, all he know is shoot, yeah
I’m talkin’ close range
Say your niggas out here wildin’, we on the same thing, yeah
We on the same thing
His pain is my pain, we got the same pain

[Verse 3: Meek Mill]
Glock .40 help me, sleep better
Know where you live, know where I leave
So we could creep better
Go get your gun, I make my gun turn you to three letters
And have your soul forever rest in peace
No, we better than that
New Berrettas and MACs
New vendettas attached
And we can’t never get back
Now you can never relax
You gotta forever be strapped, pussy
In the valleys of the shadows of death
Will the reaper be regained?
We never pressed to play them
Clubs on the weekend ’cause that’s gon’ lead us only
Thuggin’ and beefin’ with some lil’ niggas that’s beneath us
Probably ain’t even eatin’, that’s lose-lose
We kill ten of y’all, we ain’t even even
You niggas jealous

[Chorus: Vory]
You just left me in silence
Just got a call from all my niggas, said they still ’bout it
Closest homie turned his back, we gotta kill ’bout it
Even though it hurt my soul, act like I don’t care about it
Nigga, fuck this rap shit, ain’t no cap shit
I was rich before this rap shit, fuck a caption
And your nigga said he want action, so he get clapped quick
Fuck around and name that Nina Brad Pitt, ’cause he an actress and I’m a savage
Pussy, hmm

[Post-Chorus: Vory]
Think it’s a game until they holdin’ onto your brains and shit, do you?
Ayy
Think it’s a game, nothin’ do you?
Think it’s a game, yeah

DaBaby – Gucci Peacoat Lyrics

Play this song

[Chorus]
Lately I been in my feelings like a ho
I ain’t been really havin’ hope ’cause I been missin’ my bro
I was at the polls in a Gucci Peacoat
Tryna tell all y’all bitch ass niggas, “Come vote”
Damn bruh, you aren’t the only one who felt alone
I been feelin’ lonely too, I probably say it every song
Lookin’ at my nieces, broke me down to pieces
Cryin’ at the hospital, askin’ “Why you leave us?”

[Verse 1]
Lookin’ at my nephew and he think his daddy breathin’
But his daddy took his life and we can’t get it back, damn nigga
Before I let you do that, would’ve killed a hundred niggas
Where thе fuck them hundred niggas at?
And you the rеason that your baby brother cutthroat
You the reason baby brother love gun smoke
I was playin’ with your guns in the closet
Would’ve had a bullet it, probably would’ve popped it
We grew up ’round drugs, sex, poverty and violence
Wasn’t hard to tell in high school you caught a body
‘Cause when you walked in, I saw the way you looked at mommy
I saw everything, nigga, I’m your baby brother, nigga
And when you walked in, seen that look in your eyes
You told me that you got some demons
Told me back then that you weren’t scared to die
You told me you already seen it
I was ten years old, nigga (From the moment I was ten)
You and [Ri?] was tryna make me be a good boy
I was tryna be my big bro, nigga (I was tryna be my big bro)
I was born in this shit, they had the hood soul
Ain’t nobody touch me ’cause they know, nigga (Know)
Couldn’t talk shit, all that stupid ass shit, but I was busy talkin’ niggas into voting, nigga
Man, fuck the president, long live G, nigga

[Bridge: DaBaby and DaBaby’s Brother]
Man bro, I was just calling man just to say thank you, man
You know, uh, I ain’t never seen you in the position that you in today
As a grown ass man, as an individual
As you just being who you are
I ain’t no better than you
But what you’ve given me the opportunity just to be able to live
Enjoy life, be happy, do what I’m passionate about
Although I know it really derived from God, you know what I’m sayin’ like?
Bruh, thank you very fuckin’ much, I love you my nigga, I swear to God (Love you too, bruh)
I don’t, I don’t know how much I can convey that, I don’t know how much more I can say that (Love you too)
You know I made my mistakes but for the opportunity I have right in front of me right now
Bruh, I thank you man, like for real, for real, I thank you John, thank you (You welcome, bro)

[Verse 2]
Mama, don’t cry, your firstborn is at peace
Ain’t no more shakin’ all night in his sleep, he free
I love you nigga, we miss you nigga
Mama, don’t cry, your firstborn is at peace
Ain’t no more shakin’ all night in the sleep, he free

Meek Mill – GTA Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Meek Mill]
Certain shit I don’t even say
Certain shit ain’t no need to say
Yeah, big chasers, big chasers
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, woo

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
Hood nigga, choppa to the jet, shit like GTA
Fly them hoes out, send a caddy, what’s the ETA?
Fuckin’ on this oiled lightskin bitch, look like Lisa Ray
Niggas say it’s up with me, it’s stuck with me, shit, either way
Watching all you weirdos on the ‘Gram, it ain’t no need to say
Who the realest in this shit? I took a stance to lead the way
I don’t want no smoke with you, I see you, you ‘gon plead your case
‘Cause my nigga ‘gon go at you, and I’m ‘gon tell him, “Bleed the brakes” (Brrr)
Yeah, brand new F&N, it ain’t no checkin’ in
I told thе promoter, “We can’t bring them drums, thеn we ain’t steppin’ in”
No rollin’ over, we got lawyer money, don’t do no questionin’
Magnolia soldier, we gon’ make it clap, shooters like Stephen and we Warriors
Comin’ down Collins, ’bout to fuck Story up
Wake up in Cali, bad bitch, Waldorf Astoria
Fly her to Bali, she ain’t tripping, she on the tour with us
Poppin’ that pussy, actin’ different, she doin’ more for us (She acting different-different)
Big racks, we got that bitch tweakin’, yeah
Spin back, we ’bout to get even, yeah (Brrr)
Niggas said it ain’t no smoke with me, you better leave it there
‘Cause if I see y’all niggas be poppin’ out, I put it even there, for real
Ooh (Brr—Brrrr), I turned shorty up
Sipping on that 1942, I got my .40 tucked
Oh, you got your 42, nigga, I got 40 of ’em
I rock Carties, you can’t see my eyes ’cause I be pouring up
RIP my young boy, that’s Osama, hit my shawty up
Told me never trust a stripping bitch ’cause that’s what caught him up
Every time you catch me in some shit, it cost like four and up
Caught your homie lackin’ at the light, so shit, we tore it up
Feds came and grabbed you ’bout them bricks, that’s when he brought me up (Yeah, yeah)
(Feds came and grabbed him ’bout them bricks, that’s when he brought me up, ayy)

[Verse 2: 42 Dugg]
I been riding with choppas, aces, I’m glad you brought him up
RIP my uncle, free my young’un, bitch we Audi’ed up
I heard you fucked around, I’m fuckin’ now, I like to pass shit
I had sixty out of sixty-two, I’m talking bad bitches
I talk cash shit, I like to crash shit
I’m vibin’ on fast whips, I might go Lamb’ truck
I’m blowing it out if I get jammed up, them niggas ran, what?
Threw his shit back if he ran up, Meek asked, cuz
I make it jump then get it gone, nigga, ask Bud
I got his bitch singing my songs and she half-Blood
I’m half-rapper, whole-trapper, I got bad luck
Turned into Mamba when it’s drama, I don’t pass much
I post dawg and get cutty, I’ma shack somethin’ (Yeah)
And every time we double back, my niggas whack somethin’ (Yeah)
I ain’t been selling too much crack, bitch, I got racks comin’
Tell my bitch I love her
And if you catch her cheating, nigga, tell that bitch it’s “Fuck her”

[Outro: 42 Dugg]
Boy and her are eating, nigga, I can’t wait to up it
Bitch-ass niggas
Free them boys

Rich The Kid & YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Took A Risk Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
(This that)
(Damn, Pliz, there go your tag)

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
A hundred, one fifty, two hundred, one milli’
Young nigga, that’s way too much (Way too much)
We be ready to hit it, the way we be living
Young nigga, that ain’t enough (Ain’t enough)
Nigga, check how I’m spinning my block, the engine
These niggas ain’t keepin’ up (No)
And these bitches ain’t flashing for nothin’ (No)
And these niggas won’t run up on Band
Took a risk, I look like a lick now, bitch, I’m rich
I can’t miss, diamonds look like buckets on my wrist
Yeah, I’m the shit (Uh, uh), and a nigga gon’ learn, like fuck it, everything too legit
Nigga, I spent nothin’ but hundreds on this chain and my ‘fit

[Verse 1: Rich the Kid]
Keep the racks on me, I got a hundred pack (Hundred pack)
Ride ’round in thе Rolls Royce or the Cadillac (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Foreign bitchеs, G-Wagon all black
When we speaking on the money, all facts (All facts)
Y’all niggas just be rapping all cap (Cap)
I was rapping on the stage with the strap (Run up, you gonna get capped)
I done took some risk, yeah
Quarter milli’ for the diamonds, they glist’
Bitch bad, I could give her a kiss
Fuck an opp, we scratch your name out the list (Fuck an opp)
When I slide with the trouble, can’t miss (When I slide)
Canary yellow, I got my diamonds on piss
Throw a fuckin’ train when I bang on a bitch (Rich)

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again & Quando Rondo]
A hundred, one fifty, two hundred, one milli’
Young nigga, that’s way too much (Way too much)
We be ready to hit it, the way we be living
Young nigga, that ain’t enough (Ain’t enough)
Nigga, check how I’m spinning my block, the engine
These niggas ain’t keepin’ up (No)
And these bitches ain’t flashing for nothin’ (No)
And these niggas won’t run up on Band
Took a risk, I look like a lick now, bitch, I’m rich
I can’t miss, diamonds look like buckets on my wrist
Yeah, I’m the shit (Uh, uh), and a nigga gon’ learn, like fuck it, everything too legit
Nigga, I spent nothin’ but hundreds on this chain and my ‘fit (Q)

[Verse 2: Quando Rondo]
Say I spent the whole fifty for racks on her titties
But she say I play too much (Oh, damn)
Had to take a big risk, had the Glock in the Bentley
They play, then we spray this bitch up (Grrah)
Every day a new killin’ when you in the trenches
‘Cause that’s just the way we was raised up
‘Round my neck and my wrist, got a whole half a million
Could’ve went out and bought me a Wraith truck
Ayy, big 33, Timmy bang Scottie Pippen
Slangin’ Miami Heat from the 3rd to his village
Blue I painted my toilet, I stay on some Crip shit
Nigga spoke on Lil Sosa, we emptied them clips quick
I just copped a tennis chain, Serena Williams, plenty rocks (Ayy)
One hundred and fifty, lil’ bullet Big Billy
You play, then your brains’ll get bust

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Megan Thee Stallion – Shots Fired Lyrics

Sabrina Claudio – Warm December Lyrics

Call Me Karizma – Fire Escape Lyrics

MARINA – Cruel Lyrics

Jazmine Sullivan – Pick Up Your Feelings Lyrics

Megan Thee Stallion – Outside Lyrics

Elliott Trent – Never Leave Lyrics

Megan Thee Stallion – Intercourse Lyrics

Famke Louise – Laten Zien (English/Engels) Lyrics

Megan Thee Stallion – Go Crazy Lyrics

Megan Thee Stallion – Freaky Girls Lyrics

Shawn Mendes & Justin Bieber – MONSTER

NAS – Fallen stars flying

Gryffin & Audrey Mika – Safe with me

Faydee – Stubborn

Samantha Jade – New Boy

Jason Derulo & Nuka – Love not war

Wale – Flawed Lyrics

Meek Mill – Think It’s a Game Lyrics

DaBaby – Gucci Peacoat Lyrics

Meek Mill – GTA Lyrics

Rich The Kid & YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Took A Risk Lyrics