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Boys wanna – daine lyrics – Versuri Lyrics

Lyrics Boys wanna – daine

Boys wanna lyrics
Boys on my phone, boys wanna text
Boys hit my line, and I don’t really care
Steady makin’ bands, thousands ’round my neck
Run up a check, then I make it back
Boys on my phone, boys wanna text
Boys hit my line, and I don’t really care
Steady makin’ bands, thousands ’round my neck
Run up a check, then I make it back

[Verse 1: daine]
I-I-I-I been runnin’ on empty
Is there somewhere you can take me
Feeling so impulsive
I just want your cold grip, but you ignore my text
I’m runnin’ on empty, don’t you wanna come with me
I want you to say sorry, but you can’t so I’ma go party, uh
Push me dead into the dark, tell me I’m a good girl
Feed me all your hollow words and kiss me until it hurts
Versuri-lyrics.info
Kiss me until it hurts

[Chorus: daine]
Boys on my phone, boys wanna text
Boys hit my line, and I don’t really care
Steady makin’ bands, thousands ’round my neck
Run up a check, then I make it back
Boys on my phone, boys wanna text
Boys hit my line, and I don’t really care
Steady makin’ bands, thousands ’round my neck
Run up a check, then I make it back

[Verse 2: ericdoa]
Ayy, if I see you call, I’ma press ignore
And I don’t really give a f**k what you said before
Yeah, I see them texting, won’t read the message
Swear that you left them, s**t got me stressin’
Yeah, I know boys wanna text you (Wanna text you)
I don’t really wanna lie to protect you
I’m fallin’ off, but I don’t got a reason
She comin’ over, pics just get deleted

Titanium – DAVE lyrics – Versuri Lyrics

Lyrics Titanium – DAVE

Titanium lyrics
Twenty-two with a 2.2, just came back from a long hiatus
She came, that came from the clit
No s**t, I don’t need vibrators
You get hit with a stick, Black Panther
You’re gonna need Vibranium
I got stainless steel, I got platinum
I got gold and I got titanium

[Verse]
I got gold and I got titanium
I got white gold, and it came in proper
Go find you a burner on offer
How you got gold and you ain’t got copper? (Dosser)
Tyson Fury in the party, I make shoulders fling
Klitschko in the ring, ’cause he just got a box from the Gypsy King
Jheeze, same old story
You can get soaked, or soaked in glory
I got a house in the sticks, it’s awkward
I know that my neighbours are votin’ Tory, surely
Fredo’s my brother, we’re locked in for life
I told bro to drop me some game
My American tings, they’re too impolite
Right, everybody made them a mill, let’s play a game of who still got one
I’m on Rowan Road with my ninja, knock down ginger, let’s see who spots one (F**k)
If you wanna run up on me just do it then
I got 99 problems, going broke ain’t one, but a b***h is two of them
Twenty-two with a 2.2, just came back from a long vacation
By the time that I’m done that’s a 2.1, I got redbones and I got Asians
(Let me land, let me land)
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I got chocolate and I got cravings
I just fly the tings in Turks and that s**t works ’cause they put the cakes in
If it weren’t me on paddles, I got saddled, sat on handles
My shooter stayed in touch, it came in clutch cah I don’t do manuals
You got dope, then you got hope
Nope, I see it from a different angle
Bad b***h with her hair on rope, Olivia Pope, it’s one big scandal

[Chorus]
Twenty-two with a 2.2, just came back from a long hiatus
She came, that came from the clit
No s**t, I don’t need vibrators
You get hit with a stick, Black Panther
You’re gonna need Vibranium
I got stainless steel, I got platinum
I got gold and I got titaniummm

Paid the fine – Young Stoner lyrics – Versuri Lyrics

Lyrics Paid the fine – Young Stoner

Paid the fine lyrics
I used to couldn’t see this far
Damn, look how them tables turned
Think I walk on water, but I never let no bridges burn
It’s different when it’s given to you
All the money, I really earned it
And ain’t no one’s business, why the f**k am I still they concern?
Ain’t the one for trippin’, I keep pushin’, I’m like lesson learned
I ain’t missin’ my shot in this s**t, everyone don’t get a turn
I was thinkin’ street, I wanted everyone in verts and Rovers
Now I really see and I got everyone convertin’ over
Studio, I’m stayin’ at the microphone ’til the session over
Niggas know we came with a lot of strong, took our section over
(Took our section over)

[Chorus: YTB Trench]
I know it hurt, but you still told me that you lied
We made it work, but you still found the ways around it
Extended verse, somehow, we still ain’t see the high
I paid the fine, and pay that iron between that line, I smoke that fire
I know it hurt, but you still told me that you lied
We made it work, but you still found the ways around it
Extended verse, somehow, we still ain’t see the high
I paid the fine, and I’d do it again

[Verse 2: Young Thug & Gunna]
Half a million dollars on me, I feel it in my chromosomes
I don’t talk to that b***h, when we meet up, she know I’m only bone
Lifetime, send it, I made millions without a mobile phone
Two hundred thousand stacked up I could bought myself, you need a drone
Tryna put my people on, put my heart in every song
Thugger told me, “That b***h heart ain’t right, you need to leave her ‘lone”
She a dime, but she ain’t got a diamond, that don’t make no sense
I don’t care, don’t waste no time, my next one gon’ be heaven-sent
Ran me up some mils, now I’m not comin’ off the bench
I been patiently waitin’ on my turn, just tell me when is it?
I can spin ’em like Big Worm or Vick, I feed ’em to the pits
Yeah, my whole life has turned, I think I’m gettin’ followed by a journalist
I think my life done finally shifted, we on a yacht, look like a ship
I prayed to God to get you hips, and then I got your titties lifted
Never like to fuss and fight, but you throw fists in like they trip
And then seduce me with your lips and I enjoy it

[Verse 3: YTB Trench]
You say that you need a friend
Hold up, lil’ b***h, come again
Know you may not know my name
But my net worth a fuckin’ M
And that’s just what the people know
We move like a pick and roll
Six shots behind screen, wait ’til that three, they comin’ at your soul
That lil’ b***h a freak (Yeah)
She gon’ eat with my Pateky on
I came from the streets, she know I’m G
What she wan’ s*x me for
Iced out all my P’s, down to my C’s
Put all my brothers on
I took out my piece, that b***h a freak
She say she love it on
I know she just wanna f**k ’cause I’m rich now
I ran to the top, ain’t stunt on s**t
Ain’t make no pitstops
I ran up the mon’ and make it flip
Somethin’ like TikTok
Thuggin’ in a brick house
Pookie servin’ Chris Rock

[Outro: YTB Trench]
If I knew how to spin a bend
Then I’d spin again
We hit a slide every time (Slide out)
And slide outtt

Sister Abigail – Conway The Machine lyrics – Versuri Lyrics

Lyrics Sister Abigail – Conway The Machine

Sister Abigail lyrics
Mind scramblin’, open canvases got me dippin’ the paintin’ brush (What?)
I’m countin’ through these bands, I sprayed an acre up (Uh-huh)
That made her offer up the labia, crazy trachea simultaneous (What?)
You flavorless, these spitters is dangerous in my radius
Look, see, this the tester, I be out the window throwin’ samples
That’ll bring me power like the Sahara covered in solar panels (Come on)
Word to P, I’m keepin’ it thorough down to bone and marrows
On point like archers with bows and arrows, I solar flare you (Talk that talk)
So do your portion, don’t get it contorted like you double-jointed (What?)
I’m gifted, my presence detected like I’m clairvoyant (What?)
I’m blessed, I come anointed
Every track I float, these rappers barely buoyant
Underwhelmin’, they’ll be labeled as disappointments, they couldn’t match me (Nah)
This year, I’m takin’ my account and puttin’ more Ns in it than Cincinnati
Keep it crafty (Let’s get it)
They couldn’t get at me since days denim was fashionably baggy (What?)
They ain’t adequate, this naturally a casualty
You comin’ at me sideways, I’m reactin’ diagonally
Like Bishops when attackin’, see (Come on)
My creator made me her magnum opus, her masterpiece (What?)
Urlacher versus the Packers how I will tackle beats, who after me? (Okay)

[Verse 2: 7xvethegenius]
I’m crazier than y’all for ’bout as far as I can see (Uh)
You seem to be a fraud who didn’t get it out the streets (7xve)
And now, somehow, you feel you should be thought of after me (Nah)
You out it like I was when I ain’t had no s**t to eat
I mean that’s probably why I be gettin’ so caught up as I think (Uh)
On how to stay ahead until you dread tryna compete (Tryna)
Already out of reach, but s**t get sticky ’bout a leech (Uh)
Already out of reach, but can’t just sit up out no beach (Nah)
Look what my mama made, they get offended, I’m a palisade (Uh)
They think my ego from my accolades (7xve)
They used to evil, I be sunnin’ shade
My name’s 7xve, bringin’ boss bitches together, Lady Marmalade (Uh)
They eyes on me like a token blackie in the mall (7xve)
Guess that’s the price of bein’ in charge, so, s**t, I paid it off (Uh)
This clean cut sewin’ some dirty scars
I’m a boss ’cause I’m humble with a win like I am a loss
Goin’ for the GOAT list versuri-lyrics.info
Me, the DrumWork, yeah, smart, dope chick
Took the game and stabbed it where it’s throat is (Uh)
I made up my mind that with this time I would be better than
Expectations of those in the ghettos that I meddle in (Uh)
Seven for the gods, oh God, don’t let the devil in (Haha)
Tryna hide my demons like your medicine
Okay, now that I settled into this new residence it’s evident
You niggas hella bent on how you came and went, well, be a man
I bleed and vent on every beat I get, I’m sicker than a b***h (Uh)
Gettin’ rich, you gettin’ s**t and piss, some geriatric s**t
Tell them snakes in the grass I’m the bad apple
You gon’ try to bite and end up hurt, they gon’ be mad at you
Just go do the work, ain’t even worth how they gon’ laugh at you (Nah)
Your angle too small startin’ off, that s**t mad acute
They never touched what I’ve lost, they never value it’s cost
I get it on and it off, both of ’em start with a cough, 7xve

[Verse 3: Conway the Machine]
Still in this kitchen, of course, bro, I’m whippin’ this raw dope (Whip)
Christian Dior coats, your b***h and your boss broke (Hahahaha)
You speak to me wrong, you know you gettin’ your jaw broke
Any mix up at all, I’m sayin’ if it’s at all smoke (What’s poppin’, n***a?)
I’m grippin’ this four, missiles is rippin’ your torso (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Hit you, your body look inexplicably awful (Hah)
Written these bars ’til they consider your boy a GOAT
They can’t f**k with me at all, they written me off, though (Pssh)
The bricks are from Norfolk, Virginia, and also
The shipment from off-boat, I’m pitchin’ like John Smoltz
I whip ’til my arm broke (Talk to ’em), or at least it feel like it
I rap when I feel like it, still my neck is flooded with real ices (Bling)
Yeah, hit the connect, I get the deal prices (Papi)
Any disrespect, it be a real crisis (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Yeah, masterpiece on my wrist, you can’t even speak to my b***h
You rappers is mostly broke pieces of s**t (Hah)
This that street n***a etiquette (Uh-huh)
Most the felons is predicate (Facts)
Evident you don’t have the better intelligence
To kill the body, you just go for the head and you sever it
Melon get shell in it, evidence, never a shred of it
Bezel is mean, bust down President
Tell ’em it’s Machine (Talk to ’em)
And yet you haven’t seen the worst of it
Every beat I get on, I just leave Earth on it, spookyyy

Frances – Everything in between

How do I feel in the background
What’s in my head when I lay down
I don’t really know, it comes and then it goes
You don’t even know

Laying there sweet as sunshine
Making a halo with the morning light
It wasn’t goodbye, it’s not in my mind

[Chorus:]
But right now the lines are blurry
I don’t know the difference between being alone and lonely
They’re feeling just the same
And right now the winds are changing
And I can’t tell the difference between needing someone to hold me
And loving you again

Oh, I go to and froe
Yes and no and everything in between
Oh, everything in between

No one said love was this hard
Falling was the easiest part
But who am I now?
Got lost somehow finding my way out
And fast and lightning you come running
Crashing into me, then I beg you don’t leave

Oh, I go to and froe
Yes and no and everything in between
Oh, everything in between

But right now the lines are blurry
I don’t know the difference between being alone and lonely
They’re feeling just the same
Oh, right now the winds are changing
And I can’t tell the difference between needing someone to hold me
And loving you again

Oh I go to and froe
Yes and no and everything in between
Oh, everything in between

Feli – Puiule, puiutule

O mare de lei
Vor sa ma schimbe-n ce vor ei
Dar eu nu vreau! nu nu vreau! nu vreau! nu vreau!
Vor sa ma cumpere ei
Cu promisiuni si lei
Dar eu nu, nu ma dau!
Nu! Nu ma dau!

Eu fata grasa, cea minunata
Superstar din fata uitata
Atunci cand ei radeau de mine
Eu planuiam sa cresc indata.
Cate visuri cata munca
Am tras linie, am spus gata!
Uite cum fata lu’ tata
Si-a intors singura roata.

Puiule, puiutule,
Haide zboara repede
Zboara pe la alte porti
Daca nu ma mai suporti
Ca timpul trece repede
(Lai-la-la-la)
Pierde-l si gaseste-te.
(Lai-la-la-la)

Mie-mi place muzica
(Hai si canta mandra mea)
Parte din mine imi pare firesc
Pun folclorul romanesc
In ce cant si ce traiesc,
Fiindca tare mult il mai iubesc

Dar vii si m-arati cu degetu’
Ca tu nu auzi sunetu’
Inima ta n-aude bine
Eu iti cant cu sufletu’

Cate visuri cata munca
Am tras linie, am spus gata!
Uite cum fata lu’ tata
Si-a intors singura roata.

Puiule, puiutule,
Haide zboara repede
Zboara pe la alte porti
Daca nu ma mai suporti
Ca timpul trece repede
(Lai-la-la-la)
Pierde-l si gaseste-te.
(Lai-la-la-la)

Mie-mi place muzica
(Hai si canta mandra mea)
Mie-mi place muzica
Mie-mi place muzica
(Hai si canta mandra mea)
Mie-mi place muzica
(Lai-la-la-la)

Puiule, puiutule,
Haide zboara repede
Zboara pe la alte porti
Daca nu ma mai suporti
Ca timpul trece repede
(Lai-la-la-la)
Pierde-l si gaseste-te
(Lai-la-la-la)

KYGO – Gone are the days

feat. James Gillespie

You were my closest friend
My strength in days gone mad
But I spent my time in shallow sheets
I should have seen your hand
I didn’t see the signs
Was blinded by the lights
And lost where I belong

I thought that we’d grow old
Give kids our bad advice
Now I’m alone
You went and left me with these sleepless nights
You took my warmth and soul
Left me with doubt and cold
Is this where I belong?

Gone are the days of young, better run for cover
There’s no one here to save you from yourself and you’ll discover it’s hard
You don’t know how to carry on
Gone are the days of young, better run for cover
When everything you love is lying six feet under, I know
You don’t know how but you carry on

These days are longer now
My nights spent wondering why
And I get mad inside
Did you fight back or even try?
You didn’t see the signs
Were blinded by the lights
You lost where you came from

We’re not so different, no
We grew up wanting more
But I found it easy
‘Cause I left my morals at the door
You took an honest heart
And watched it fall apart
You lost before you started

Gone are the days of young, better run for cover
There’s no one here to save you from yourself and you’ll discover it’s hard
You don’t know how but you carry on

Sabina Ddumba – Swishers

I’ve been holding my breath for you
Now I’m dying for a sweet little breakthrough
Still the more I push, the less I move
And you got me, got me thinking
It ain’t over till it’s over baby
So, I keep going cause I know love matters
Wouldn’t have it any other way
And you got me thinking
Is there a method to my madness?
A method to truth?
Shifting through the ashes
Looking for the truth
We are here in borrowed time,
Sue me if I have some fun!

[Chorus:]
Got my chicks rollin’ swishers
Uuh uh whoah
And we here roll, Hennessy in my red cup
Uuh uh whoah
I’ma buy me diamonds, I don’t give a f***
Baby, we keep shining trying [?]
So you know that
Got my chicks rollin’ swishers
Uuh uh whoah

I’ll buy a ticket, we can leave today
They can’t stop us when we ride together
Leave them troubles in the yesterday
You got me thinking,
Is there a method to my madness?
Method to truth?
Sifting through the ashes
Looking for the truth
We’re all here in borrowed time,
Sue me if I have some fun

If you’re all up here tonight
Put your hands up in the sky
and wave them, side to side
If you’re on my way tonight
Put your hands up in the sky
Wave them side to side.

The Smiths – You’ve Got Everything Now Lyrics

[Verse 1]
As merry as the days were long
I was right and you were wrong

Back at the old grey school
I would win and you would lose

[Refrain]
But you’ve got everything now
You’ve got everything now
And what a terrible mess I’ve made of my life
Oh, what a mess I’ve made of my life

[Chorus 1]
No, I’ve never had a job
Because I’ve never wanted one

I’ve seen you smile
But I’ve never really heard you laugh

So who is rich and who is poor?
I cannot say… oh

You are your mother’s only son
And you’re a desperate one
Oh…
But I don’t want a lover
I just want to be seen… oh…
In the back of your car

[Verse 2]
A friendship sadly lost?
Well this is true…and yet, it’s false
Oh…

But did I ever tell you, by the way?
I never did like your face

[Refrain]
But you’ve got everything now
You’ve got everything now
And what a terrible mess I’ve made of my life
Oh, what a mess I’ve made of my life

[Chorus 2]
No, I’ve never had a job
Because I’m too shy

I’ve seen you smile
But I’ve never really heard you laugh

So who is rich and who is poor?
I cannot say… oh
Oh…
You are your mother’s only son
And you’re a desperate one
Oh…

[Outro]
But I don’t want a lover
I just want to be tied… oh… to the back of your car
To the back of your car
To the back of your car
To the back of your car
To the back of your car
To the back of your car
Oh…

Vulfpeck – 1612 Lyrics

Ooh, it’s a tzimmes
But you need to t’set it
Sometimes I write a little song
So you don’t forget it
Sometimes I write a little song
To remember the lyrics

I go, sixteen-twelve
That’s the code to my heart
I go, one six, one two
Star

Aquarian
Ford Taurus
A strike on the box
Ooh, Ford Focus
Roberta Flack, Donnie Hathaway
Frank Sinatra

Sixteen-twelve
That’s the code to my heart
I go, one six, one two
Ooh, star —

Sixteen-twelve
That’s the code to my heart
I go, one six, one two
Star, oh
Peace of mind
Oh, friend of mine, uoh

Sixteen-twelve
That’s the code to my heart
I go, one six, one two
Oh, star

I go, sixteen, sixteen-twelve
That’s the code to my heart
One six, one two
Ooh, star

I go, sixteen-twelve
That’s the code to my heart
I go, one six, one six, one six, one six, one two
Oh-oh, star

Sixteen-twelve
Ooh, that’s the code to my heart
I go, one six, one six, one six
One six, one six, one six

I go, sixteen-twelve
That’s the code to my heart
I go, one and six, one and two
Ehehe
I go, si… si…-twelve
Is the key, is the key
Is the key, is the key, yeah

Sixteen-twelve
That’s the code to my heart
You better never ever forget it…….

Little Richard – Can’t Believe You Wanna Leave Lyrics

[Verse]
I can’t believe you wanna to leave
When you know that’ll hurt me so
Down on bended knee
Oh, beggin’ please not to go

[Chorus]
Think of all the love we shared
And all the fun we had
And now you wanna leave
Don’t you know that that’ll drive me mad

[Verse]
My life, my heart
My love is in your hands
And now you gonna leave me
You gonna leave me for another man

[Chorus]
Think of all the love we shared
And all the fun we had
And now you wanna leave
Don’t you know that’ll drive me mad

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
Think of all the love we shared
And all the fun we had
And now you wanna leave
Don’t you know that’ll drive me mad

George Gershwin – But Not For Me Lyrics

(Verse)
Old man sunshine, listen you
Don’t you tell me dreams come true
Just try it, and I’ll start a riot

Beatrice Fairfax, don’t you dare
Ever tell me, he will care
I’m certain, it’s the final curtain

I never wanna hear
From any cheerful Pollyannas
Who tell you Fate supplies a mate
It’s all bananas

(Chorus 1)
They’re writing songs of love
But not for me
A lucky star’s above
But not for me

With love to lead the way
I found more clouds of gray
Than any Russian play
Could guarantee

I was a fool to fall
And get that way
Hi-ho, alas! and al-
So, lack-a-day

But still I can’t dismiss
The memory of his kiss
I guess he’s not for me

(Chorus 2)
He’s knocking on a door
But not for me
He’ll plan a two by four
But not for me

I’ve heard that love’s a game
I’m puzzled just the same
Was I the moth or flame
I’m all at sea

It started off so swell
This “let’s pretend”
It all began so well
But what an end

The climax of a plot
Should be a marriage knot
But there’s no knot for me

Young Stoner Life, Young Thug & Gunna – Solid Lyrics

[Chorus: Drake]
Ayy, slip, slide, tryna provide for me, for me (Woo), for me
Find me somewhere out in London, you know that’s the hideaway
I need some head and some moral support from you right away
Since I been makin’ donations to you like United Way (You know how I do)
Stories you told me ’bout him, I can see that it’s night and day (He told me the truth)
Walkin’ from here to my bedroom, it feel like it’s miles away (It’s too many rooms)

[Post-Chorus: Gunna]
And I’m still hard body, I don’t fear nobody
Phantom whips, I’m ridin’, all my friendships solid
I get big deposits, all my whips exotic

[Verse 1: Drake]
Revin’ the engine, woah
City dependin’, I gotta finish it
I want opinions, yeah, she want a demon, yeah
She want a ring or some sort of arrangement, yeah
Something’s that’s dangerous
I wanna change it, I wanna claim it, yeah
I want it painted, yeah
She quick to say, “No” ’cause she know she a diamond, yeah
She gettin’ quiet, she on a diet, she want a massage, yeah
Tryna get intimate, bank account never diminishin’, yeah
Niggas are changing they images, yeah
Niggas act hard but they innocent
Hop in a tank and move militant, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Drake]
Find me somewhere out in London, you know that’s the hideaway
I need some head and some moral support from you right away
Since I been makin’ donations to you like United Way (You know how I do)
Stories you told me ’bout him, I can see that it’s night and day (He told me the truth)
Walkin’ from here to my bedroom, it feel like it’s miles away (It’s too many rooms)

[Post-Chorus: Gunna]
And I’m still hard body, I don’t fear nobody
Phantom whips, I’m ridin’, all my friendships solid
I get big deposits, all my whips exotic

[Verse 2: Gunna]
Trunk on the engine
I’m on a mission, the Bronco two-fifty, I’m matchin’ the vision
I got ’em excited, know it’s been a lil’ minute
I left her delighted, man, I love all the Chrome Hearts
These suckers despise it
The touch is the Midas
She said, “Fuck me and cum,” I just do it like Loverboy Nike
Ordered the jet just for you and your friends
I chauffeur you ’round in that big body Benz
Got a lil’ bitch that came up from nothing
We shoppin’ in London and doin’ it big
Been in private but we out in public, I know we the topic for you and your kids
Life monopoly, goin’ broke, not an option
If they could’ve stopped it, they would’ve been did
They would’ve been did, she could be the wig
Don’t play with my head, you test my emotions
Don’t be textin’ my phone every day, I’ma leave it on read
I’m diggin’ and strokin’
My new bitch pussy wet like a ocean, I need a new spread
The solid one chosen
Young Gun’ Wunna stay focused, I can’t let ’em put me on edge

[Verse 3: Young Thug]
No, they can’t put me on edge
I just bust down my wrist and it’s rose gold and it’s ahead
I just put pointers on fifties
I just counted ten million, all cash, and got head from the feds
Woo, yeah, I just told ’em if he play then we stoppin’ the growth of they dreads (Stoppin’)
I just had talk with the peppermint, post it, I’m never gon’ drop ’em this year (Skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr)
Feel the panoramic doors, we got fours and deuces, toast
I’m the big dog of my coast (Woah)
Micro, minis with the scopes (Uh)
Ain’t tellin’ this bitch my goals (My goals)
Had to live in that, the Metro (Metro)
I’ma peep, but a player not poor (Yeah)
I been thinkin’ ’bout selling my soul (Woo)
Take me out the country and drop me in apartments, she won’t see me cry
I just put macaroni cheese in my pocket, it came with the sides
I just put twenty mill’ inside a escrow, I don’t give a fuck ’bout your life
You had a bust’, but that shit was too little, I promise you never was hot

Young Stoner Life & Young Thug – Superstar Lyrics

[Intro]
(Wheezy outta here)

[Chorus: Future]
Everybody wanna be a superstar
Get a lot of money, drive fancy cars
Everybody wanna be a superstar
Get a lot of money, might not see tomorrow
Everybody wanna be a superstar
Get a lot of money, fuck fancy broads
Everybody wanna be a superstar
Get a lot of money, drive fancy cars
Stickin’ to the models, yeah
Drinkin’ out the bottle, yeah

[Verse 1: Future]
What have you done to deserve this?
You gon’ have to keep a gun if it’s dirty
Spend a mansion on a car and park it in the slum
Got diamonds on me, got a Glock, holdin’ thirty drum
We buss a check up down the middlе, now it’s figures
I packed the hood out on thе jet when I first came up
Money brought pain before the fame, I was painless
Shit ain’t the same, you get more money, it get more dangerous
It could be a motive when you litty and you famous
Fuck on her few times, ’til it feel like she a stranger

[Chorus: Future]
Everybody wanna be a superstar
Get a lot of money, drive fancy cars
Everybody wanna be a superstar
Get a lot of money, drive fancy cars

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Abu Dhabi trips with a US broad
Back to back Lamb’s, need an extra garage
Lamborghini keys, touch screen when it start
Smokin’ on exotic, you can smell when it tar
Blicky, blicky, put it extendo on the FN with me
Let me spray it in the air, now it’s sticky, sticky
We just came up from the dead, now I’m the shit-shit, yeah
Rose gold diamonds in my mouth when I smile, bitch
I just brought it to the spot, it changed the climate
I got bitches in the back and on the side of me
He didn’t bring me all my racks so now he gotta leave
I just wanna smoke him ’cause he shot at me
Cash out in the mall, it’s worth a quarter key
Bread gang so we get a lot of keys
Prayin’ to the God and my rosary

Young Stoner Life & Young Thug – Proud of You Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, woah, slatt
(Bugz on the beat)
And you know, um
I was just talking to, um, Slime, you know (Slime)
I was talkin’ to Thug, he said

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
“Uzi, I am proud of you”
I said, “Slime, I’m proud of you” (Let’s go)
He said, “That’s a Rollie kit”
I said, “This a new Rollie kit” (Diamond)
I am a Smithstoneyan (‘Stoneyan)
Look how big this Rollie is (What?)
“Uzi, I am proud of you”
I said, “Slime, I’m proud of you” (Slatt)
“Uzi, I am proud of you”
I said, “Slime, I’m proud of you” (I am)
He said, “That’s a Rollie kit”
I said, “This a new Rollie kit” (Okay)
I am a Smithstoneyan
Look how big this Rollie is (Let’s go)
“Uzi, I am proud of you” (I’m proud of you)

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Rockstar, yellow bitch like corn (Like corn)
Went to MIA, turned orange (Turned orange)
Pull up new Lam’, no insurance (Skrrt)
Baby foreign (Foreign)
Overseas money when a nigga tourin’ (I’m tourin’)
She suck it up and her eyes start pourin’ (Suck it up)
Let me strap my leg up like George
Woah, let’s go (Let’s go, let’s go)
It’s no way that I’m fightin’ you (No way)
She moan like a prostitute (Bitch)
She ain’t got a lot to lose (No, no)
No, no, at all
Yes, my Rollie face is green
Slime, his Rollie face is red
Gunna Rollie face is blue (No cap)
Let’s go, for sure, for sure
I could never make that girl my ho
‘Cause she play with her nose (Ew)
Put diamonds on my wrist, my hands (Bblaow)
My neck, my nose (My nose, my nose)
I ran out of space, put it on my ankle
Put it on my toes
Oh yeah
Put it on your bitch, put it on my bros

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I jumped in the crowd and I felt so proud (Yeah)
I kill ’bout my dawg, and that’s a hands-down (Hands-down)
Uzi a real king (Yeah), somebody pass him a crown (Yeah)
I had a dream ’bout lean (Lean), woke up, poured an ounce (Ah)
I just bought a car (Skrrt), put it in my mouth (Yeah)
Hundred fit this large (Racks), and I still can’t talk (Can’t talk)
I supply this town, I ranned out of rounds (Yeah)
I took off the Rollie (Woah), and put it on the ground (Woo)
Took the words out my mouth (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Yung Kayo]
Put Amari on her every day (Every day)
And I’m on the water just like a crate’ (Crater)
The semen sittin’ on her face, marinate (Marinate)
Stomp out an opp like a parasite
I got the heater, two hundred in Fahrenheit (Hot)
I got a European bitch, I’m Barry White
Roll in the bitch like a motherfuckin’ ramp height
I keep at least ten thousand on my lap tight
And them bitches just wanna fuck me ’cause my status
I let off thirty-twos just like Magic
Told the bitch give me roof ’til I drop it
But we shoot at your whole head, we ain’t croppin’ it
I’ma air it out just like the laundromat (Gang)
Walkin’ with whole bags, money counter, man
And my neck water, like the fountain, man (Woah)
And we got zero losses like the pointer, man (Point)
Get to the money, you know it’s important, man

[Outro: Lil Uzi Vert & Young Thug]
Uzi, I am proud of you
Uzi, I’m so proud of you

Saweetie – Pretty & Rich Lyrics

[Intro]
I thought a ugly ho’ said some, mmm

[Verse 1]
P-Pretty and rich, but I’ll still slap a bitch
Some of y’all favorites just makin’ my list
I don’t bother nobody, I mind my own biz
Y’all hatin’ hoes link up with sloppy-ass tricks
Stackin’ my paper and countin’ my wins
Y’all study my fashion, it shows in your pics
Fuck fake alliances, I’ll take that risk
Your nigga loved me if he knew you’d be sick
Knock, knock, who it be? That’s me
Attitude on a hundred, you can feel it through the screen
Hundred K for a comment, yeah, my time is never cheap
You gossip like a pussy, but that shit for free, huh
The baby hair princess, my edges is elite
I look better in person, you’ll see when we meet
I like toys in the streets, I like toys in the sheets
Your pussy’s too dry to keep comin’ for me

[Chorus]
Pretty brown swag (Ayy), pretty brown swag (Okay)
Pretty brown swag, pretty brown swag (Ayy)
Pretty swag (Ayy), pretty swag (Uh-huh), pretty girl swag (Ayy)

[Verse 2]
Mrs. Untouchable, I’m from the west
I see what they do and I still ain’t impressed
New VVS be caressing my neck
My diamonds HD, your shit VHS
Name Diamonté, so say that shit right
I don’t argue with bitches whose fame don’t match mine
I been in my Birkin, I stay on my grind
I stay on my hustle, I stay on your mind
Ooh, I’m so perfect, I make them nervous
Funny ass bitches, y’all need a circus
You got a finsta, bitch, you be lurkin’
Prettiest out here, that shit for certain
Never met a boss like me, no
Winner with the game, no cheat codes
Wrist so cold, need a peacoat
Ballin’ in a hole, that’s a free throw

[Chorus]
Pretty brown swag (Ayy), pretty brown swag (Okay)
Pretty brown swag, pretty brown swag (Ayy)
Pretty swag (Ayy), pretty swag (Uh-huh), pretty girl swag (Ayy)

Queen Naija – Supa Vibe Lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayo Vibe)
(Hitmaka)
No-no, oh, no-no, oh, no
(Sound)
(Hol’ up)

[Verse 1]
Vibe, right
It’s the super vibe (Vibe)
Ride, can I supersize? (Size)
Like when the kitty super tight (Tight)
Wavy, keep it light

[Chorus]
Who’s that creepin’ at my window, up in the night?
4 AM, you know just how I want it, you’re right on time
Love the way you talkin’ in my pillow, you know it’s mine
Oh-ooh-oh, oh-ooh-oh, oh-oh, take your time

[Post-Chorus]
Feet up to my knees, up to my feet
Up to my knees, gon’ take your time
Leg down to my chest, down to my ass
Down to my [?], gon’ take your time
Feet up to my knees, up to my feet
Up to my [?], gon’ take your time
Leg down to my chest, down to my ass
Down to my [?], gon’ take your time

[Verse 2]
Ooh (Ooh, ooh)
Ooh wee, you can get me right (Right)
Got that juicy, stay up on your mind (Mind)
Choosey, always gon’ be mine (Mine, mine, mine, minе, ooh)
Yeah, ayy

[Chorus]
Who’s that creepin’ at my window, up in the night?
4 AM, you know just how I want it, you’re right on timе (4 AM, you know just how)
Love the way you talkin’ in my pillow, you know it’s mine
Oh-ooh-oh, oh-ooh-oh, oh-oh, take your time (Oh, ooh-ooh, oh, ooh-ooh)

Yelawolf & DJ Paul – Trans Am Lyrics

[Verse 1: Yelawolf]
Yo, white powder gave a bunch of runny noses on the front row with the shoulder with the crap wheels
Trying to cut it like a sawmil eyes, baby blue like the not Carolina tar heels
She put a leg out like the letter R, still hands on the side with the broad hips
We’re all hot, but, imma have to leave her outside cause I got a full house like a car deal
Can’t be romantic, with a seat no handle, just please no candids
No cameras, please no sandwich, but, I’m still hungry so please no panties
Your friends so lame and so conservative, she’s so granny
I don’t got hard candy in a bowl, but, yo I got two bar xannies
Catfish is stupid, I don’t both hunt but, this money’s cupid
And I wanna found this human, invest in the chest like I run a union
She sip the brown liquor quicker quicker now huney’s ruined
This bunny’s clueless but, she’s all straight and that onion’s bloomin’
She called me a mad [?], and asked me two drink for my shoe
Let me tell you that I didn’t even waste non, Versace hills taste good too
I devour that shit them hourglass hips but, I’m runnin’ out of time, that’s quicksand
I ain’t really got no big plans get the kids in, we can switch hands like a wristband

[Pre-Chorus: Yelawolf]
Look I don’t know a lot of fuckin’ shit man
I don’t know a lot of fuckin’ shit man
Peddle that bike no kickstand, came from the gutter to a rich man
I just shook a lot of fuckin’ hands man
I just shook a lot of fuckin’ hands man
Used to be bricks under the apollo, now I holla yea from the T tops of a Trans Am

[Chorus: Yelawolf]
Yea, Trans Am
Yea, Trans Am
Yea, Trans Am
Used to be bricks under the apollo, now I holla yea from the T tops of a Trans Am

[Verse 2: Yelawolf]

[Pre-Chorus: Yelawolf]
Look I don’t know a lot of fuckin’ shit man
Look I don’t know a lot of fuckin’ shit man
Peddle that bike no kickstand, came from the gutter to a rich man
I just shook a lot of fuckin’ hands man
I just shook a lot of fuckin’ hands man
Used to be bricks under the apollo, now I holla yea from the T tops of a Trans Am

[Chorus: Yelawolf]
Yea, Trans Am
Yea, Trans Am
Yea, Trans Am
Used to be bricks under the apollo, now I holla yea from the T tops of a Trans Am

[Outro: Yelawolf]

XXXTENTACION – Memories from the past Lyrics

[Intro: XXXTENTACION]
Oh, oh
I won’t let it control me
I won’t let it control me

And lay tulips on my corpse
We’re all trapped in a third-eye war!

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION]
The memories from the past It’s all fading to black She started turnin’ around And I won’t let her control me No, I won’t let her control me The memories from the past It’s all fading to black She started turnin’ around And I won’t let her control me No, I won’t let her control me

[Verse 1]
Is this The end for right now how did it get this way looking out the window without a single thought in my head German about this girl she is probably way too bad for me play with some fire she is my desire skeletons I don’t want to hide poison like cyanide seems dead inside can’t run away from my problems no matter what gets in my way

Sold my soul for her memories vanishing for my brain I can feel the pain can you very cold sea legs got the guys I’m not one may be deep inside I might have a chance want to dance with her all the memories turning black my heart doesn’t exist girl ripped out of my chest maybe you might reconsider Sold my soul for her memories vanishing for my brain I can feel the pain

Selena Gomez – Goals Lyrics

[Chorus]
Shine the rest of the stars are watching
You’re awesome, you’re unique for all time
Wind your body from the bottom
To your crown you’re a queen, you’re divine
That’s my goals
Goals, goals, goals
Goals, goals, goals

[Verse 1]
Don’t be bitter
Hunnie here we are
In the mirror
Yes you just hung up (Just hung up)
Insecurity is doing its job
You are special
Baby you’re a one off

[Pre-Chorus]
Time to start loving you
Shawty loving you
Loving you, shawty loving you
Loving you, shawty loving you
Loving you, shawty loving you

[Verse 2]
It’s temporary
That’s just how it goes (How it goes)
What I hated, now I love the most (I love the most)
Mother told me don’t let nothing stop me (Stop)
Cause ain’t no copies
Baby you’re a one-off

[Pre-Chorus]
Time to start loving you
Shawty loving you
Loving you, shawty loving you
Loving you, shawty loving you
Loving you, shawty loving you

[Chorus]
Shine the rest of the stars are watching
You’re awesome, you’re unique for all time
Wind your body from the bottom
To your crown you’re a queen, you’re divine

[Bridge]
Yes, you got a right to complain it’s true
But look what you’re gaining move
This message is saving you
You are in his graces too
The world’s entertaining you
Cause they see the day in you
Forget who was playing you
Cause they die in their game too

[Chorus]
Shine the rest of the stars are watching
You’re awesome, you’re unique for all time (Time, time, time)
Wind your body from the bottom (From the bottom)
To your crown you’re a queen, you’re divine (You’re a queen, you’re divine)
That’s my goals
Goals, goals, goals
Goals, goals, goals

Young Stoner Life, Young Thug & Gunna – Ski Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
Woo
(Tsunami)
Spider, SEX

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah (Woo)
Yeah (Woo), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
The price I want for a show, you ‘gon need three promoters (Woo)
I got the body from Jim Ellis, but I had switched the motor (Skrrt)
I got these badass bitches riding ’round this bitch and they all the coldest (Yeah)
I just told her make a store run (Yeah)
I just bought all the Trojans (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
I told her stay out my mentions (Yeah)
I told her stop telling everything she seen and told hеr, “Meet me at the Ritz” (Let’s go)
I got baguеttes in the back of my ring and I wasn’t even tryna hit (Tryna hit, yeah, yeah)
I told her she gotta run through the team before she can talk to the leader (‘Fore she can talk to the, yeah)
Lamb chop, I just pulled up with some food (Skrrt, skrrt)
I told lil’ mama, “Tie all my shoes” (My shoes)
Showed her two million cash, now she woozy (Woah)
Twenty watches and I’m still snoozin’ (Twenty)
I had came up out the trenches, then I had beat a few bodies like Boosie (Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woah, woah)
She said, “You murk ’em, I show you my coochie”
I had to sing to this bitch like lil’ Toosii (Woo)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah (Woo)
Yeah, yeah (Ski)
Yeah, yeah (Ski)
Yeah, yeah (Let’s go)

[Post-Chorus: Young Thug]
Bitch got a Backwood on her nightstand, she must be fuckin’ with Gunna (Yeah, yeah)
I fuck with slatts and we come to eat racks and I came with some fuckin’ piranhas (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Gunna, Young Thug]
All this Biscotti I got in my ‘Wood, need somebody grow me a tree (Tree)
Came out the hood, now my trunk got a hood, now I crank up the car with no keys
Beat it, she for the street-neet-neets
Only once, she got hit at the ‘spinini
I feel a ‘lil rich this week, to influence my family to not be cheap (Be cheap)
I tote an FN on me, call Neechie-Neech, just a Glocky key
Doin’ one-sixty, he locked in seats
We roll in that coupe with the bucket seats (Bucket seats)
Got out that mud like a football cleat
I used to trap out of that four-door Jeep (Four-door)
Call up the plug and he know what I need (Know what I need)
Stay on her knees so we hardly speak (Hardly speak, yeah)
I’m in New York counting shmoney (Yeah)
Ain’t the stuntman, but I’m stuntin’ (Yeah)
Wunna, these vibes wanna love me (Yeah)
Not wifey, and no lovey-dovey

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Yeah, yeah (Woo)
Yeah, yeah (Ski)
Yeah, yeah (Ski)
Yeah, yeah (Let’s go)

[Post-Chorus: Gunna & Young Thug]
Bitch had an Act’ stain on her jeans, I know she fucking with Thugger (Yeah, yeah)
I fuck with slatts and we come to eat racks, and I came with some fuckin’ piranhas (Yeah)

[Outro]
(Tsunami)

Young Stoner Life & Young Thug – Moon Man Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug & Strick]
Da-da, da, da-da, da (Yeah)

[Chorus: Strick]
I took off and went to the stars, I came back, they callin’ me “Moon Man” (Shh), yeah
I hit the stage like guitars and I rock it for ’em all night, yeah (Let’s go)
Life is just like a buffet to me, I pick what I like (Let’s eat, yeah)
The secret is being yourself, aw, I just gave it away to ’em (Woo)
Commas and exclamations, yeah, it gotta be (Ah, racks), yeah
Dollar signs, diamonds, she see it all on me
Darlin’, you and me, what a sight to see (Sight to see)
You a supernova, do your dance with me

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Wanna see you shake your front, shake your back, shake your side-side (Side-side)
Want you to get you on top, baby girl, yeah ride-ride (Yeah, ride-ride)
Want you comin’ ’round sometime to the right side (Right side, ooh-ooh)
Baby, come around, this the right side (Right side, hey)
Wanna see you shake your front, shake your back, shake your side-side (Side-side, yee)
Want you to get you on top, baby girl, yeah ride-ride (Ride-ride, get on top)
Want you comin’ ’round sometime to the right side (Right side, ooh-ooh)
This the right side

[Bridge: Kid Cudi, Young Thug & Strick]
Ah, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ah, ooh-ooh (Da-da, da, da-da, da, yeah)

[Chorus: Strick & Kid Cudi]
I took off and went to the stars (Ooh-ooh), I came back, they callin’ me “Moon Man” (Shh), yeah (Ah, ooh-ooh)
I hit the stage like guitars and I rock it for ’em all night, yeah (Let’s go)
Life is just like a buffet to me (Ah, ooh-ooh), I pick what I like (Let’s eat, yeah)
The secret is being yourself, aw (Ah, ooh-ooh), I just gave it away to ’em (Woo)
Commas and exclamations, yeah, it gotta be (Ah, racks), yeah
Dollar signs, diamonds, she see it all on me (Ah, ooh-ooh)
Darlin’, you and me, what a sight to see (Sight to see, ah, ooh-ooh)
You a supernova, do your dance with me

[Verse 2: Kid Cudi & Strick]
Sayin’ them niggas is lame, she wanna come fuck with the Moon Man (Yeah, yeah, oh-oh)
She look at the stars, she sayin’ wanna go live there
And she takin’ it off, wonderful vision, perfection as always
We say “Fuck ’em, we ball,” paid the cost, who the boss been? (Yeah-yeah)
Kiss on me, sad boy, that’s what I need
Cannot blow it, sorry (Yeah, oh), yeah, we plantin’ the seed
Things are golden, she call me, “Baby, hello, I was lonely” (Yeah, oh)
Needin’ my homie, sayin’, “Baby, come home” (Baby, come home)
On my mind (Hey, yeah)
Straight to the sunlight in the night (Yeah)
And I’m zoomin’, zoomin’

Young Stoner Life, Young Thug & Gunna – Paid the Fine Lyrics

[Intro: Future]
(Wheezy outta here)

[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
I used to couldn’t see this far
Damn, look how them tables turned
Think I walk on water, but I never let no bridges burn
It’s different when it’s given to you
All the money, I really earned it
And ain’t no one’s business, why the fuck am I still they concern?
Ain’t the one for trippin’, I keep pushin’, I’m like lesson learned
I ain’t missin’ my shot in this shit, everyone don’t get a turn
I was thinkin’ street, I wanted everyone in verts and Rovers
Now I really see and I got everyone convertin’ over
Studio, I’m stayin’ at the microphone ’til the session over
Niggas know we came with a lot of strong, took our section over
(Took our section over)

[Verse 2: Young Thug & Gunna]
Half a million dollars on me, I feel it in my chromosomes
I don’t talk to that bitch, when we meet up, she know I’m only bone
Lifetime, send it, I made millions without a mobile phone
Two hundred thousand stacked up I could bought myself, you need a drone
Tryna put my people on, put my heart in every song
Thugger told me, “That bitch heart ain’t right, you need to leave her ‘lone”
She a dime, but she ain’t got a diamond, that don’t make no sense
I don’t care, don’t waste no time, my next one gon’ be heaven-sent
Ran me up some mils, now I’m not comin’ off the bench
I been patiently waitin’ on my turn, just tell me when is it?
I can spin ’em like Big Worm or Vick, I feed ’em to the pits
Yeah, my whole life has turned, I think I’m gettin’ followed by a journalist
I think my life done finally shifted, we on a yacht, look like a ship
I prayed to God to get you hips, and then I got your titties lifted
Never like to fuss and fight, but you throw fists in like they trip
And then seduce me with your lips and I enjoy it

[Verse 3: YTB Trench]
You say that you need a friend
Hold up, lil’ bitch, come again
Know you may not know my name
But my net worth a fuckin’ M
And that’s just what the people know
We move like a pick and roll
Six shots behind screen, wait ’til that three, they comin’ at your soul
That lil’ bitch a freak (Yeah)
She gon’ eat with my Pateky on
I came from the streets, she know I’m G
What she wan’ sex me for
Iced out all my P’s, down to my C’s
Put all my brothers on
I took out my piece, that bitch a freak
She say she love it on
I know she just wanna fuck ’cause I’m rich now
I ran to the top, ain’t stunt on shit
Ain’t make no pitstops
I ran up the mon’ and make it flip
Somethin’ like TikTok
Thuggin’ in a brick house
Pookie servin’ Chris Rock

[Outro: YTB Trench]
If I knew how to spin a bend
Then I’d spin again
We hit a slide every time (Slide out)
And slide out

Young Stoner Life & Young Thug – Came and Saw Lyrics

[Intro: Rowdy Rebel & Future]
(Wheezy outta here)
Huh? Come on
Wait, huh? Uh

[Chorus: Rowdy Rebel]
I do this shit with no pressure (No pressure)
Run up the back ends and put up the extra
You cannot step with the steppers (Steppers)
You can’t put dirt on a nigga that’s clean
You cannot run up and check us (Check us)
I’m with the slime, my twin, he bleed
Got twenty-five shooters in a sprinter (Grrra)
Brought brand new TECs, big Glocks and beams
I could make a movie, make a scene (Yeah)
I put the Glock on repeat (Yeah)
Only Amiri the jeans (Yeah)
It hurt my Glock when I lean (Oh yeah)
Come here, lil’ bitch, don’t talk (Don’t talk)
Come here, lil’ bitch, don’t speak (Don’t speak)
Look at my drip when I walk (Walk)
Slimey like Thugger and Wheez’, uh

[Verse 1: Rowdy Rebel]
I left that bitch in the back, then jumped in a ‘Rari, then hopped in these streets (Skrrt)
I’m on my way to the stu’, I’m geekin’ off meds like who wanna lean? (Huh?)
Lil’ nigga get to the breesh (The breesh)
Can’t fuck with that bitch ’cause she treesh (She treesh)
In three weeks we took back the streets
Fuck all the opps and police

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Slime, yeah, yeah (Woo), yeah (Stop), yeah (Spider)
Yeah (Huh), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Slime), yeah
Bentley ashtray and it’s just for the guts (Uh)
Don’t you try cum in it slut (Uh, uh, uh)
I put a four in a A and a W and I’ve been sippin’ on suds (Uh, uh, uh)
All three of my Carti’s got ice on the bezels (Yeah)
Shit came from the trenches (Woo)
You speak on my name and it came with the pressure (And what?) We started destruction (Yeah)
I flew the bitch in way out from Australia (Yeah), the global express (On God)
I told the lil’ nigga don’t come with them messages, ’cause we kill the messenger (Huh)
My bitch got the Drac’ with the beam (Huh, huh)
Four-hundred K large on her rings (That’s right)
Half a mil’, don’t you tell what you seen (Huh, huh)
I’ma boss up the street, ho, you shittin’ me?
How your jet land at John F. Kennedy? (Shmoney)
It’s a sixteen passenger genie (Yeah)
Hold it down with this ho, bro, you’re killing me
Shawty belong to the street-neet-neets (Woah)
We gonna make us a scene
I send my dawg, check out the scene (Woah)
I can’t even hide from the ho
All of this motherfuckin’ ice on my ring (Woah)
Don’t get beside yourself
When you see king, pussy ho speak (Uh)
I rock designer belts
Not neither one of them wrestling things

[Outro: Future]
(Wheezy outta here)

AJ Tracey – Top Dog Lyrics

[Chorus]
I’ve been on this mission all alone, now I’m stuck up in this party with a ting I’m takin’ home oh my
I was just a youngin’ on my own, I flipped the script, ladies down to give a dog a bone, oh
I’m the doggy-doggy, I’m the top dog (Yeah)
I’m the doggy-doggy, I’m the top dog
I’m the doggy-doggy, I’m the top dog (Yeah)
I’m the doggy-doggy, I’m the top dog (Look)

[Verse 1]
I’m the top dog, nigga, my nuts hang
Paigons never sayin’ what they said when they bucked man (Uh?)
Used to see the fiends gettin’ high off a crushed can
Only British kid up in my lane in a Mustang (Vroom)
Yeah, they wanna get at me (Yeah)
Dyin’ over jealousy (Why?)
I’ve been in my Pent’ repentin’ off thе Hennessy (AJ)
And I got enеmies (Yeah), linkin’ with my frenemies (Why?)
But I stand strong when I’m alone like there’s ten of me, yeah
And I ain’t next to blow (No)
I promote the peace but my brothers still let’s it go
Got my [?] gettin’ hotter than Mexico
All I smoke’s gas on my crib like a Texaco
Check me out, silk shirt, this Italian boo (Wow)
I’m a Caribbean man eatin’ Italian food (Ha)
And lately I’ve been playin’ tennis, flying all over courts (Bling)
I might jet myself to Cuba, just to sit on my force (For real)
I got big and better dreams, livin’ ain’t what it seems
Opposition feelin’ weak so they mergin’ their teams (Yeah)
I know brothers with the CBO, that’s rollin’ with Beams
And I know girls that pray all day and live at night off the beans
Look, you know me, fresh Whites and a white tee (Bling-blaow)
If a yattie said I’m not polite, she don’t like me
I had the pretty women schemin’, tryna spite me (Yeah)
Now there’s no behavior you can show me that’ll surprise me

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I’m a old-soul baby, I came from the 80’s (Yeah)
This Averick’s wavy, my Dickies is navy (On God)
If you wanna see me in the flesh, gotta pay me (Ching)
The spirit know I got it in my locker like Davy’s, yeah
My flow immaculate (Yeah), nice with the verb (Verb)
I got fans who know my lyrics but they can’t say a word (They can’t say a word)
I’m international, baby, I’ve been coastin’ since a teen
I mean whatever I rap and I rap what I mean (Rap what I mean)
Neon lights, see my name in the West End (Yeah)
I don’t trust a chick who’s droppin’ gems on her best friend (Uh)
Show me that you love it, don’t put no one above it
I hold her hand outside the block and I’ma kiss her in public
See this kettle on my wrist, cost an arm and a leg (Bling-blaow)
My plug movin’ hella funny, had to part with the zed
I was wicked with the whippin’, makin’ rock from the powder
Big bro had Zendaya, I had Jessica Alba
And I’m cowboy, West and loose, we from gang, make it hot
If you’re spotted then move along, Trace, I’m the emperor
I got my groovin’ on (Yeah)
God gave me a gift, I ain’t plannin’ to use it wrong
Now I’m down and Knightsbridge, mint in my tea, you know the dealy (You know the dealy)
Two gyal on my side, one look hazel, and one vanilly (Got one vanilly)
Twenty-something dating these models and gettin’ silly (Gettin’ silly)
Now I’ll multiply my digits, my numbers will do the shimmy (Trace, go)

[Outro]
(It sounds like Nyge)
(AoD)

AJ Tracey – Summertime Shootout Lyrics

[Intro: T-Pain]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy-ayy, ayy

[Pre-Chorus: AJ Tracey & T-Pain]
If you wanna slide (Yeah, ayy), I got a Rolls Royce sittin’ outside
That’s all the time (Yeah)
Tryna provide (Yeah, ayy)
Twenty-fours, baby, I’m on the grind
That’s all the time
I’m not gon’ let no dumb temptations or irritations bring me down (Bring me down)
I won’t let no confrontations, complications, ruin it now

[Chorus: AJ Tracey & T-Pain, Both]
So do you (Just, just do you), just do you (Just do you)
If you won’t hold me down when I need you, do you (Just do you)
Do you (Just do you), just do you (Just do you)
If you won’t hold me down when I need you, do you

[Verse 1: AJ Tracey]
Uh, take me in, take me in (Check)
The lessons by yours truly are about to begin (Let’s go)
God handed me an L, I took it right on the chin (On the chin)
Hit the canvas, got back up and now I’m hyped tryna swing (Facts)
If you love me like you say you do then let me see (Let me)
I got two cups I beg you come drink this Hennessy (Baby)
‘Cause I’ve been goin’ through it lately, I need energy (Yeah)
It’s stuck deep underwater like a sea anemone (Uh)
Since I got back up (Yeah), got my platinum plaque up (Facts)
I’ve been dunkin’ on these pussies, got my shaka taka up (Brrah)
I’ve been out there on my lonely, just a shank for backup (Bling)
So you can’t ever talk ’bout static, we’ll just have a man up (Never)
Check this chocolate Rollie, baby, this a factory set
I can still whip up a dinner if I had to reset
I praise the Lord for all He’s done, He ain’t abandoned me yet (Thank you)
I’m in the stu’, not on the block or with my hand on the TEC

[Pre-Chorus: AJ Tracey & T-Pain]
If you wanna slide (Yeah, ayy), I got a Rolls Royce sittin’ outside
That’s all the time
Tryna provide (Yeah, ayy)
Twenty-fours, baby, I’m on the grind
That’s all the time
I’m not gon’ let no dumb temptations or irritations bring me down (Bring me down)
I won’t let no confrontations, complications, ruin it now

[Chorus: AJ Tracey & T-Pain, Both]
Ooh, ooh, do you
So do you (Just, just do you), just do you (Just do you)
If you won’t hold me down when I need you, do you (Just do you)
Do you (Just do you), just do you (Just do you)
If you won’t hold me down when I need you, do you

[Verse 2: AJ Tracey]
Uh, check me out, check me out (Yo)
Through all these complications, I could never be in doubt (Yeah)
Man, I’ll figure it out, bro, I’m chippin’ it down
How can I complain it’s hot outside, there’s women in town (Haha)
Either swim or you drown
Need that mash, brodie’s bringin’ it ’round
This G-Trace with the limitless sound
I was searchin’ for an answer, baby, look what I found
Nowadays I’m the big dawg, I’m visitin’ pounds (I’m visitin’ pounds)
And know my niggas, I can’t stress it enough
With less than a milli to your name, homie, you ain’t pressurin’ us
We turn opponents into nothin’ but dust
I make this money off them losers, put it right into trust
The name West, we ball like Damian Duff
I’m with a model, feeling pretty like Italian crust
We told them piggys, “Free my niggas from cuffs
Let ’em out, it’s a must”
Until they’re home, I’m finna kick up a fuss

[Bridge: T-Pain]
Ooh, you know I need you
I’m eatin’ in the streets, I gotta feed you too
I be tryna lock my heart, you got the key, boo
Ooh, whatever you say, I be like, “Me too”
Me too, I need more
But I’m useless, what you need me for?
You went left for me at the detour
Just hold me down when I need you, do you

[Chorus: AJ Tracey & T-Pain, Both]
Do you, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
So do you (Just do you), just do you (Do you)
If you won’t hold me down when I need you, do you (Just do you)
Do you (Do you, ooh-ooh), just do you (Oh, oh-oh, oh)
If you won’t hold me down when I need you, do you

[Outro: T-Pain]
Do you, ooh, do you, ooh-ooh, ooh, do you, ooh-ooh, ooh
If you won’t hold me down when I need you
Just do you, do you, do you, do you, do you, do you
If you won’t hold me down when I need you, just do you

Greta Van Fleet – Tears of Rain Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bathing in the light around us
Praying for the night to comfort thee
Dancing on a cove below us
Praying for the flood to set us free

[Chorus]
And the planet is still turning
And the faces are still burning
And the mothers with their children search for the rain

[Verse 2]
Drifting through the plains before us
As it turns to dust before our eyes
Pleading for a god to pour us
Just a little bit of rain from an empty sky

[Chorus]
And the planet is still turning
And the faces are still burning
And the mothers with their children search for the rain

[Instrumental]

Yeah

[Outro]
Who will bring the rain? Woah
Who will bring the rain? Hey
Who will bring the rain? No, no, no
Who will bring the rain? Woah
Who will bring it?
Who will bring the rain?

Snoop Dogg – Say It Witcha Booty Lyrics

[Chorus: ProHoeZak]
Now you want it, if you want it
If you really need it, if you really need it
You want me to get it, want me to get it
They say it witcha booty, say it witcha booty
Now tell if you want it, bitch say it witcha booty
If you really need it, say it witcha booty
Want me to get it, say it witcha booty
Just say it witcha booty, bitch say it witcha booty
Like woooo

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
Fee-fi-fo-fum, I’m watching it go dumb
Titties jiggling, ass wiggling
And my bitch wanna come
Big ass, bring it over
Rev it up like a motor
Talk that shit wicha booty
Leg up over your shoulders
Fuck that soft shit, bitch make it bounce hard
Like you riding on the dick of a superstar
Ass everywhere, bitch got some true skills
Fuck around and we gonna do it for real

[Chorus: ProHoeZak]
Now you want it, if you want it
If you really need it, if you really need it
You want me to get it, want me to get it
They say it witcha booty, say it witcha booty
Now tell if you want it, bitch say it witcha booty
If you really need it, say it witcha booty
Want mе to get it, say it witcha booty
Just say it witcha booty, bitch say it witcha booty
Like woooo

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
Bitch slide down thе poles
Ass on super swole
Another bitch right on top
Pussy right on your nose
This bitch on freaky shit
She how to squeeze a dick
But after all is said and done
I’m just gonna leave the bitch (See ya)
Headed to the strip club, straight to the DJ booth
And made a quick dub, and I got a dick rub
Bitches on my line, they gone keep trying
But if you shake some ass bitch, I got time
She got slow work, on that pole work
She can stretch that ass but it don’t hurt
Looking like an hourglass, treat em the same with no difference
Look at all the ass on them bad bitches

[Bridge: Snoop Dogg]
Work, work it, work, work it
So big, so perfect
Twerk, twerk it, twerk, twerk it
Don’t break it, don’t hurt it
Work, work it, work, work it
So big, so perfect
Twerk, twerk it, twerk, twerk it
Don’t break it, don’t hurt it

[Outro: Snoop Dogg]
I love it how you make your booty talk
I didn’t know you could make it talk
I knew you could make it clap
But now you saying, you saying something

Young Stoner Life & Young Thug – My City (Remix) Lyrics

[Intro: YTB Trench]
(It’s LM on the beat)
Uh, yeah

[Chorus: YTB Trench]
Opps out with vengeance, they swearin’ they don’t know who did it
Growin’ up, they told us flexin’, but all we know is extensions
My Glock sit like an erection, that bitch poke when he experience
Foenem told me to stay down ’til I’m up, thank God I listened
Now they proud, but from a distance, they showin’ love from a distance
In my city, bein’ broke is fake, if you up, they gon’ listen
In my city, can’t talk to the jakes, another disappearance
They done took lil’ Jake, gave him a grave, done told that boy to listen
Now they out searchin’ for bodies, got doctors doin’ autopsies
It ain’t my place to make a statement, but I’m not just anybody
It ain’t my place to re-embrace shit, but my heart cold, no tsunami
I really know niggas who know niggas who take souls from bodies

[Verse 1: YTB Trench]
We made it known, they knew what’s up with us
To the point where we ain’t speak and everybody fuck with us
Pullin’ up three or four deep, that heat, we gotta tuck us one
Sendin’ shots ’til my Glock shrink
I threw it, tryna duck and run and re-up on another one
Stop, had to wait and think, remember pops said not to do
Opps, they duck or get hit, we leave hollows inside of you
Glock, had to tote the stick, I grew up unreliable
They never told me how to move
Don’t wanna hear, “I’m proud of you”
Mama said ain’t healthy
I been on my own too long, there’s nothing you can tell me
If I don’t know anything, I know that’s still gon’ help me
They tellin’ me different things, so I gotta be stealthy
Put my pain in my lyrics ’cause I know niggas feel me
I can’t love a bimbo, ’cause these hoes out here be filthy
Mama, I’ma make it, this for you, I hope you hearin’ me
And fuck cross-relations, shout out to my fuckin’ family, yeah

[Chorus: YTB Trench & Young Thug]
Opps out with vengeance, they swearin’ they don’t know who did it
Growin’ up, they told us flexin’, but all we know is extensions
My Glock sit like an erection, that bitch poke when he experience
Foenem told me to stay down ’til I’m up, thank God I listened
Now they proud, but from a distance, they showin’ love from a distance
In my city, bein’ broke is fake, if you up, they gon’ listen
In my city, can’t talk to the jakes, another disappearance
They done took lil’ Jake, gave him a grave, done told that boy to listen
Now they out searchin’ for bodies, got doctors doin’ autopsies
It ain’t my place to make a statement, but I’m not just anybody
It ain’t my place to re-embrace shit, but my heart cold, no tsunami
I really know niggas who know niggas who take souls from bodies (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Lifetime revenge, do you trust me?
He won’t come outside, so they killed him in the lobby
Rockin’ all white, turnin’ red, you think you godly
Federales lookin’, but they can’t find the body
Look at CNN, niggas droppin’ like flies, oh
They gon’ keep a grudge, they don’t let bygones be bygones
Crazy I had to go to jail just to read the Bible
I told niggas, “Keep it trill,” but they don’t speak English
I could kill a nigga today like a half a mil’ ain’t on my wrist
If she play with my name, we gon’ have a funeral for my bitch
I could take shit to the grave, I never seen no one get flipped
Pillow talkin’ the violations, like a chip, you can get dipped
Got these labels tryna sell me
Tryna see my kids every day because it’s healthy
Talkin’ to my brother, he had a phone in the jail
He say he just paid a thousand for a knife from my celly
Spent a half a ticket

[Outro: YTB Trench]
From a distance
They gon’ listen
Another disappearance

Cardi B, Megan Thee Stallion & Romelsha – WAP (Blood Remix) Lyrics

From the top, make it drop
From the top, make it drop
W-w-w-wet ass pussy

Gobble me, swallow me
Drip down the side of me
Quick, jump out ‘fore you let it get inside of me
I tell him where to put it
Never tell him where I’m ’bout to be
I run down on him ‘fore I have a n*** runnin’ me
Talk yo shit
Bite yo lip
Ask for a car while you ride that dick
You really ain’t never gotta fuck him for a thing
He already made his mind up ‘fore he came

Now, get your boots and your coat for this wet ass pussy
He bought a phone just for pictures of this wet ass pussy
Pay my tuition just to kiss me on this wet ass pussy
Now, make it rain if you wanna see some wet ass pussy

From the top, make it drop
From the top, make it drop
Get a bucket and a mop
That’s some wet ass pussy

Your honor I’m a freak bitch
Handcuffs, leashes
Switch my wig
Make him feel like he cheatin’
Put him on his knees
Give him something to believe in
Never lost a fight, but I’m lookin’ for a beatin’
In the food chain
I’m the one that eat ya
If he eat my ass
He’s a bottom feeder
Big D stand for big demeanor
I could make ya bust before I ever meet ya
If it don’t hang
Then he can’t bang
You can’t hurt my feelings
But I like pain
If he fuck me
And ask “Whose is it?’
When I ride the dick
Imma spell my name

From the top, make it drop
From the top, make it drop
Macaroni in a pot
That’s some wet ass pussy

Category: Lyrics