2Pac – Secretz Of War (Original Rules Version) Lyrics

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[Intro: 2Pac]
Secrets of war
Get your pen and pads out, you lil’ young ass muthafuckas
Alright now, Fatal-n-Felony, you know what time it is
Kingpin Kurupt, with ‘Pac
Put your hands on ya, hands ya
Get y’all niggas up
Roll with the secrets now
Secrets of war
Put your hands on ya, hands on ya
Time to roll with the secrets now
Secrets of war
Put your hands on ya, hands on ya
Peep it
Check it

[Verse 1: 2Pac]
My melody is music that’s corrupt as a felony
Lethal weapon rebelling, so dope that niggas inhaling me, uh!
Like Sun Tzu or Machiavelli, the secrets of war
The art of combat, bustin’ will never fail me
Now Rule 1: Follow yo’ enemies and peep his weakness
Constitute while he’s asleep and make the game deeper
Rule 2: Locate his crew, and peep the things they do
Now get some infra-red beams and waste them niggas too
Rule 3: Let’s find a place where they rest they head
You jealous bastards make caskets out ya comfy beds
Rule 4: Now peep the secrets of war
I got surveillance on muthafuckas beware of my forty-four
Rule 5: Right before you bustas die
Let you look me inside my eyes say ya good-byees
Then Rule 6: Witness the death of a trick
He was a coward from day one, and died like a bitch, see BIIATCH
Hahahahahaha

[Hook: 2Pac]
We bust, if we must, plus we handle business
If you jealous niggas fuck with us
(you know what time it is)
Secrets of war
We bust if we must, plus we handle business
If you jealous niggas fuck with us
(Put your hands on ya, hands on ya)
Secrets of war

[Verse 2: Hussein Fatal]
I diffuse troops with interviews and they metabolism
Sure mad and I’m snappin on rappers actin’ they stacks is wit’ ’em
Expose you like spades, who the fuck out they heart
I pull your projects apart and find more ism than narcs
We play parks and side streets, keepin’ it 9 to 5 B
Last week plan is jump to 21 jump street
Poisonous led, spread ya legs on the rake
Or I’m gettin’ mine feel about 29 that’s sittin’ on the ledge
This ain’t the place to creep, so don’t be practicin’
How to get my niggas on the block, when you think we sleep
No I don’t think ya know our styles, you ain’t got shit I wreck
Mechanic will have ’em empty like them 7th ave projects
You half way crooks, ya guys are scared to step foot and look fast
On the strength they can get hit up quick or their shit took fast
I smile, and I’ll commitin’ murder, money live
Pager 325, on some shit you never fuckin’ heard of

[Hook: 2Pac]
Here we go, secrets of war
We bust if we must, plus, we handle business
If you jealous niggas fuck with us
Secrets of war (y’all know what time it is)
We bust if we must, plus, we handle business
If you jealous niggas fuck with us
(Put your hands on ya, hands on ya)

[Verse 3: Yaki Kadafi]
Nowadays with all these fast cash tendencies
Yo straight up, they got me lookin’ eye to eye, with all my enemies
Spottin’ almost plottin’, claimin’ to be a fuckin’ friend of me
Triple connections, Two TECs sittin’ shot gun up in the Lexus
Ready to release some ripples in a nigga mid-section
With bullets that’s hollow, rules to follow crews get swallowed down wit’ the clowns
Get drowned like deuce deuce bottles
We clique gettin’ major, clappin’ glasses, spittin’ razors
It’s insane how I live, it’s unexplained cross behavior
Streets of war

[Hook: 2Pac]
We bust if we must, plus, we handle business
If you jealous niggas fuck with us
Secrets of war (y’all know what time it is)
We bust if we must, plus, we handle business
If you jealous niggas fuck with us
(Hands on ya, hands on ya)

[Verse 4: Kurupt]
I’ve seen it over, and over, no win sit-yay-tions
The end, the end of gladiations so now they facin’ (uh)
They faced with metaphoric phrases hysteria (uh huh)
Engages the death toll to spread like malaria
What I can cock and stop thoughts from circulatin’ through ya head
In the form of writer’s block and spread like a plague (hm)
I break, batter and bruise neck, arms and legs
In my profession, my thoughts conceal weapons (uhh)
Gettin’ ready to drop the bomb like the B-1
Ya 145 pound rhymes and mines a 3 ton
Concoctions, mystic can spot the gator
Before ya get a dosage of the greatest rhyme creator
In this existence relax and explore the scene
I get this shit pumped the fuck up like morphine
And uh, and uh, and uh

[Outro: 2Pac]
Hahahahehehehe, be-itch
Secrets of muthafuckin’ war
(We bust, if we must, plus, jealous niggas fuck wit’ us)
Y’all don’t even understand it
(secrets of war, we bust if we must, plus, jealous niggas fuck wit’ us)
Secrets of war
And all you lil’ young ass souljahs
You play this shit back about 50 times
You’ll have enough game to roll up to the club or somethin’ (we thuggin’ be-itch)
Teach these bitches a lil’ somethin’, you know what I mean?
Secrets of muthafuckin’ war, live on Death Row, BITCH!
Hahahahahehehehehe
You niggas crazy
Well that was Kurupt
Fatal, Felony
And ‘Pac
That nigga Johnny J on the beat so
You know it’s thug life

Gucci Mane – Breasto Lyrics

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[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Huh?
(30, you a motherfuckin’ fool, nigga)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
She a tease, real calm, not skeezo
Real fiend for the bling, bling, blingo
Got cheese, I can really say bingo
I’m a star, but I’m nothin’ like Ringo
Golf windows on the door like Jagged Edge
Hell no, my name’s not Wingo
Gringo limpin’ out of the casino
Where’s Waldo? Lookin’ for the cargo
My main foes fell off, where did they go?
In Diego lookin’ for the yayo
I met a Mexican man that’ll bust a head
And for a peso, he’ll make you wait, though

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Yeah, that’s my breasto, that’s my besto
My vest on my chest, he protect my flesh, so
Let my best ho invest my escrow
Bless her flesh ’cause she made my nest grow
Bullets start ricocheting, think I need an echo
Earthquake, aftershock, bitch just won’t let go
Family callin’ for him, lookin’, think they need to let go
Hope they got insurance for him, probably need gecko

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Drop my nuts, don’t push my test
Throw your foot on they neck, protect your threshold
This the type of pressure, you don’t need no stretcher
Or the ambulance and then I let the alligator get you
Bullets go to rippin’, make the neighbors start trippin’
Trap closin’ early ’cause the Gucci Mane comin’
Gucci Mane LaFlare, I got all kind of money
Five thou’, fifty thou’, anybody count it (Well, damn)
All I really care about is did you do the business?
Did you leave a witness? Nigga, did you pay attention?
Heard what I said, nigga? Anybody get it
I don’t give a damn, nigga, you can really get it
Mama in the business, then your mama ‘nem can get it
Broad down with it, whole family can get it
You stupid little bitch, you put yourself in this position
All this inchin’ on my riches got my trigger finger itchin’

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Yeah, that’s my breasto, that’s my besto
My vest on my chest, he protect my flesh, so
Let my best ho invest my escrow
Bless her flesh ’cause she made my nest grow
Bullets start ricocheting, think I need an echo
Earthquake, aftershock, bitch just won’t let go
Family callin’ for him, lookin’, think they need to let go
Hope they got insurance for him, probably need gecko

[Verse 3: Foogiano]
Gotta keep a breasto just because my neck froze
Try to take my bankroll, I’ma leave his eyes closed
Me and Wop together, all these bitches goin’ psycho
Where we keep them poles like a motherfuckin’ pint store
I come from the gutter (Mob)
Now my mouth full of ice, she suck me like a sucker
Shit done gave me poltergeist and I would never love her
Better try that other guy, just blow me like a bubble
And I’ll cum on your pretty side, yeah, I’m rich forever
My bitch do not come around
She don’t wanna double cross ’cause bitch, I’m the triple cross
I’ll get ’em knocked off, sit back, use my dental floss
Yeah, it’s the Mayor, told you I’m the fuckin’ boss
Wop said, “Get this in your Mob and it’s gon’ go down”
Send his head to his mama house to say I’m lowdown
1017, So Icy Boyz, and we don’t fuck ’round
Bitch, I got my breasto, we can have a showdown, ho

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Yeah, that’s my breasto, that’s my besto
My vest on my chest, he protect my flesh, so
Let my best ho invest my escrow
Bless her flesh ’cause she made my nest grow
Bullets start ricocheting, think I need an echo
Earthquake, aftershock, bitch just won’t let go
Family callin’ for him, lookin’, think they need to let go
Hope they got insurance for him, probably need gecko

Gucci Mane – Gucci Land Lyrics

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[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
Gucci just gave me M’s, haha
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci (Yeah, no cap, Wop)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Chillin’ on the beach with my million-dollar freak, I let the water clean the sand out her sandals
Came a long way from trappin’ out a shotgun house in Alabama, passing eagles like Randall
Red carpet shawty with a bitch like a Barbie and a tailor-made suit from Alessandro
I did a robbery, a nigga tried to buck on the pistol, I reversed it and hit him with the handle

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Yeah, it’s hard, but it’s fair, but it’s tough on a square
You know salt kill snails, not players
Sell water to a whale, put a whale on a scale
When the hammer hit the motherfuckin’ nail
Send a bale in the mail, fuck the judge and the jury
And the jail and the motherfuckin’ cell
Know Chanel and it’s Gucci, you can tell
You can smell, I’m a player, pull up in a V12
I wear Gucci all the time, if I’m lyin’, then I’m flyin’
This exclusive, can’t get it online
Shawty party all the time, and she fine, dead fine
And the bills, she don’t pay ’em no mind
Tailormade, I don’t do the cleaners no more
Light billi’, I don’t really spend M’s no more
Stadiums, I don’t do arenas no more
Fuck handcuffs, I don’t wanna see ’em no more
Italian stallion, Rocky Balboa
Plug with the cord tryna sell a motherload
Whip it off the stove, gotta use another bowl
Swerve past a hater like a hole in the road
Link with the gang, don’t sell your soul
Freeze my crew, I’m subzero
Fish in the dish, tryna find Nemo
Took a nine and a half, made a whole kilo
Fur like it’s winter still, rain on the windowsill
Summertime drop-top, fresher than a summer hill
Candlerville, run the town, pull up where your mama live
Opp in every hood say I’m not really wanted here
Diamonds in my right ear, diamonds in my wife ear
Future say life good, yeah, it’s really nice here
Niggas I don’t like here, niggas wanna fight here
Touch you me, zap you with the fire, Buzz Lightyear

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Chillin’ on the beach with my million-dollar freak, I let the water clean the sand out her sandals
Came a long way from trappin’ out a shotgun house in Alabama, passing eagles like Randall
Red carpet shawty with a bitch like a Barbie and a tailor-made suit from Alessandro
I did a robbery, a nigga tried to buck on the pistol, I reversed it and hit him with the handle

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I done spent a couple mil’ on clothes and another half a mil’ on her toes and her sandals (Toes)
She was suckin’ my dick behind her old man back, now that’s what you call a scandal (Ah)
She like to gangbang, like the way I throw it up, now she wanna fuck a red bandana (Yeah)
Young nigga gettin’ freaky with these hoes, let ’em rub my back with a goddamn candle (Swear)
Peep out the way they be glist’ on the wrist, I can put this shit on without tryin’ (No cap)
Look at the twinkle and glisten, it’s no pretty penny, it cost me a dime (Dime)
Pimpin’ ’em early, these bitches is dirty, they fuck on your mans all the time (Shit)
Too hard to snooze and lose, I’m slimy, I’m sneakin’ this shit every time (Yeah)
I hit more bitches than Rocky Balboa
Black diamonds on me, they came out the sewer
She call me Prince and I’m fuckin’ her raw
I know that I save her, she call me the Lord
I’m rockin’ Dior and it ain’t in the store
I sleep in the coupe and I’m rich as a whore
Look at my cars and play eeny-miny-moe (Pick one)
Bullets in the clip, and they long as your toe (Grrt, grrt)
Give her five racks and she suck ’til it’s sore
Iguodala diamonds big as your toe
Cuban link on me thick as a rope
You told and you broke, you a rat and a roach
She not a squirter, but that pussy soaked
Mmm, it felt like we fucked on a boat
Mmm, my dick ain’t no weed, but she choke
Mmm, bought her five-thousand-dollar soap

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Chillin’ on the beach with my million-dollar freak, I let the water clean the sand out her sandals
Came a long way from trappin’ out a shotgun house in Alabama, passing eagles like Randall
Red carpet shawty with a bitch like a Barbie and a tailor-made suit from Alessandro
I did a robbery, a nigga tried to buck on the pistol, I reversed it and hit him with the handle

[Outro]
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci
Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci

Saweetie – Pretty Bitch Freestyle Lyrics

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[Intro]
Cal-A Keep It Lit
Pretty Bitch Music

[Verse]
Big mama, I’m a shit talker
I see ’em copy every look, I got a few daughters
Every check I deposit got a few commas
Pretty bitch, mouth slick, I’m a good problem
I don’t sleep in Gucci, hating out so boasty
He ate it with his grill, now his diamonds in my coochie
I was in the dorm stressed out with my roomie
Now I’m in a Benz, stretched out ’cause it’s roomy
In love with the new me, a long way from boostin’
Since 15, I had niggas tryna seduce me
But fuck gettin’ paid off the blade, you can’t use me
I’m a top dollar bitch but I’m far from a hootchie (Pretty bitch music)
Trending off the selfie
Chanel me, off the top shelf please
Only fuck with niggas if they handsome and wealthy
Crab meat got my ass looking healthy
I ain’t worried ’bout a blog or a bitch
Speakin’ on my moves like it’s news, you a snitch
Every lie off your lips get me views, I admit
All my quarantine pics going up, I ain’t miss
Where the hustlas? Who ain’t stingy with the tricks
I’m only sittin’ on the dick if he a money making bitch
I show ’em I know how to throw it back if he can pitch
Make a switch, I can be the nine and you can be the six
Give me shoes, give me jewels, put a slurpy on my wrist
Got a zoom in the afternoon, boy, you gotta dip
It ain’t rude, it’s a ruse, I’m just stickin’ to the script
My six inch heels click, leavin’ Louis prints
Kitty pretty, so I call the cat Doja
Yo pussy stink ’cause you always drink soda
I remember my closet was in my Toyota
Sabrina ain’t trip when I slept on the sofa
Our daddies caught cases, we got our diplomas
I been through it all, I can’t take shit from no one (Pretty bitch music)
Icy gang like Aspen, all the pretty girls know they gotta tap in
I’m a rapper, I just plan on runnin’ fashion
Bankroll in my bra, extra paddin’
He tried to leave, huh, knew it wouldn’t happen
‘Cause I got the fire neck like Dragun
I’m the Birkin bag, keep my baby hairs laid
Fendi frame, the Hermes mermaid
Pretty face, no waist, first place
I’d be a billionaire if I sold my sex tape
Pretty bitch music
Pretty bitch music

​HONNE – by my side Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
You were there every time
Every time that I needed a shoulder
And you kept me warm
When my world grew darker and colder

You gave your strength
When mine had gone
And I could not go on

[Chorus]
Where were you when
I hurt the most?
Where were you when
I needed hope?
I needed you close
You were by my side

Where were you?
Where were you?
You were by my side

Where were you?
Where were you?
You were by my side

[Verse 2]
You pick me up
Any time that I start sinking lower
And I think to myself
What would life be if I didn’t know ya

You were the spark
That lit the path
To carry on

[Chorus]
Where were you when
I hurt the most?
Where were you when
I needed hope?
I needed you close
You were by my side

Where were you?
Where were you?
You were by my side

Where were you?
Where were you?
You were by my side

[Bridge]
So sweet
Sweet is the love you gave to me
And I swear, I swear oh
That I will love you ‘til the end

[Outro]
You were by my side
You were by my side

Gucci Mane – Freakiest in the World Lyrics

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[Intro: Young Thug]
Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?
I slowly board the jet, it was a sixteen passenger, woah
I can King Tuts[?] you up

[Chorus: Young Thug]
She a very freaky girl, the best in the world
Asian and Brazil but I caught her in my trail
Diamonds and pearls, she say I rock her world
Mink brown like a squirrel, feed her salmon and pills

[Post-Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I woke up in St. Barts on a yacht with a thot
She want all the smoke like that time I smoked with Bart
Slob on my knob, babe, then blow it, that’s your job
Bitch gave me her heart then said, “Don’t break it, that’s your job”

[Refrain: Young Thug]
I just told Gucci he hot as he can get
I took a bowl of grits, I put it on my wrist
It’s like I live in a toilet the way that I be shittin’
My niggas never bargain, we stand firm like a sir

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane & Young Thug]
Gotta bring the crew with me, a couple hitters flew with me
My young nigga just FaceTimed me with all you niggas’ jewelry
All this blue cheese on me, I’ma need some celery
Thugger, that’s my evil twin, from now on, call me Jeffery
Thug and Gucci (Slatt), takin’ over the industry
Thug and Gucci (Slatt), bought a Bentley just for the Bs
She lovin’ on me, I’m lovin’ this codeine
She suck ’til it’s so clean, then left with the brodie
YSL and 1017 tied like some shoestrings
Jumped off the bridge, bunch of millions on a wedding ring
Fucked her ’til she had a stroke now she need some therapy
We gettin’ on the medicine and now I got [?]

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Fuckin’ in the back of the car like a sofa
I don’t pitty-pat, try your kid and your mother
I don’t know nobody but I can teach ’em how to stop ’em
Red and blue diamonds but I promise ain’t a cop car
I been in the trenches froze tryna make some
I been servin’ molly all weekend
I crack your old lady like a pecan
Implants got a nigga bitin’ through cement

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
If this bitch take another bean and OD, that’s a felony
Tried to slow her down but she keep mixing up the medicine
All these Rolls Royces pullin’ up, bitch, I’m the president
Had to take him off ’cause he kept callin’, I wasn’t ready yet
YSL and 1017 one weekend spent the yellow ‘Vette
Had to put some diamonds on her neck, that pussy very wet
Monica Lewinsky, bitch, you just sucked on the president
Gucci Mane and Thugger, man, together, that’s one heavy team

[Chorus: Young Thug]
She a very freaky girl, the best in the world
Asian and Brazil but I caught her in my trail
Diamonds and pearls, she say I rock her world
Mink brown like a squirrel, feed her salmon and pills

[Verse 4: Gucci Mane & Young Thug]
Stepping on these bitches necks, it’s unfair
You’re rich and you’re fine and it’s rare
I’ma take my bitch to Lennox square
You a pool table, green and you’re square
I tell you watch your body and your deep friends
Can’t tell you ’bout his body, he too deep in
‘Cause if this shit get leaked, niggas get took off the streets
Tie some tons ’round your feet now you’re swimmin’ with the fish
Living like a kingpin, vacation every weekend
A demon for my semen, she love it more than breathin’
From gamblin’ at Four Seasons to switching definitions
For no apparent reason, she love me more than breathin’
Forgies on flat tires and extent’, copped the Bentley (SEX)
I go Grinch on a freak every year (I go Grinch)
Tie my ties with the bricks, yeah, yeah
My artist [?] bracket shits in one year
My artist just signed, I already got an M
So many fallen stones that you damn near can’t see ’em
Underground king, I’m like Bun B and Pimp
The world is 1017, they should put it on a blimp

[Refrain: Young Thug]
I just told Gucci he hot as he can get
I took a bowl of grits, I put it on my wrist
It’s like I live in a toilet the way that I be shittin’
My niggas never bargain, we stand firm like a sir

[Verse 5: Young Thug]
I shoot you back two hundred just like worm, just like worm
I make her pussy stretch like a motherfucking worm
Skydweller on my side, bitch, with Patek her concern
I keep a 40 by my dick, just like sperm

[Chorus: Young Thug]
She a very freaky girl, the best in the world
Asian and Brazil but I caught her in my trail
Diamonds and pearls, she say I rock her world
Mink brown like a squirrel, feed her salmon and pills

[Post-Chorus: Gucci Mane]
I woke up in St. Barts on a yacht with a thot
She want all the smoke like that time I smoked with Bart
Slob on my knob, babe, then blow it, that’s your job
Bitch gave me her heart then said, “Don’t break it, that’s your job”

[Verse 6: Young Thug]
I can show you a rich bitch schemin’ this for this cash
I can show you a misfit and you’ll eat her ass
I can go down south in a West Coast Jag
Took a red leather coach out the house, put it in the Jag’

[Chorus: Young Thug]
She a very freaky girl, the best in the world
Asian and Brazil but I caught her in my trail
Diamonds and pearls, she say I rock her world
Mink brown like a squirrel, feed her salmon and pills

[Outro: Young Thug]
I slowly board the jet, it was a sixteen passenger (Sixteen, sixteen)
I can King Tuts[?] you up

Gucci Mane – Iran Lyrics

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[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Not going to Iran, I’m not going to Iran
Free all the shootas (Yeah)
Never back down from a man, nigga, I ain’t never ran

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Never back down from a man, nigga, I ain’t never ran (No, no)
If they book me for the draft, I’m not going to Iran (No)
Call me Gucci Peter Pan, I keep flyin’ to the band (Ah)
I do stunts like Jackie Chan
I just touched down in Japan ([?])
Since they let me out the can, I keep runnin’ up the bands
In the A, where I’m with the sand
I’m so hot, I need a fan (Hot)
I’m so black, can’t get no tan (Ah)
But I feel like I’m the man
I put diamonds in my bands
Ice so cold, can’t feel my hands

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I can’t go to work for nobody
Bitch I got my own bodies (Yeah)
Errybody got a couple skeletons in the closet
Bodies go to droppin’ this only [?]
Me and my niggas went shoppin’ for choppas (Ah)
Bought bombs and bazookas, is that what you want?
Life of a sniper, pray for my rifle
Pray for my rubber band shooting my [?] (What?)
I don’t go to sleep, I just drink with my Bible
Thinkin’ of bringin’ home [?] survivors
Jump off the towel, money and power
Send me the world but you nothin’ but a coward (Wooh)
[?] named Broward, students at Howard (Yeah)
Play with my life ’cause you feel you in power ([?])
[?] blue eyed eyeball
[?] can’t touch her for hours
Think of my lick, got a stick in my trouser
Real [?] shit, runnin’ the powder
Flack on your casket, get used to seeing flowers
Gucci on bucket, I’m tellin’ you now (Gucci)
I see my opp then I’m gunnin’ him down (Graow)
Tell my lawyer here to start pointin’ him out (Him)
Know what he do, so I keep him around (Him)
Gave him [?] and he don’t say a sound

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Never back down from a man, nigga, I ain’t never ran (No, no)
If they book me for the draft, I’m not going to Iran (No)
Call me Gucci Peter Pan, I keep flyin’ to the band (Ah)
I do stunts like Jackie Chan
I just touched down in Japan ([?])
Since they let me out the can, I keep runnin’ up the bands
In the A, where I’m with the sand
I’m so hot, I need a fan (Hot)
I’m so black, can’t get no tan (Ah)
But I feel like I’m the man
I put diamonds in my bands
Ice so cold, can’t feel my hands

[Verse 2: K Shiday]
(So icy)
Real shooter been reckless (Uh)
Put them boys on my guest list (Woah)
50 cal on my resume, 1017 on my necklace (Word)
If I slap a mag and put it in the dirt (Yeah)
It’s just automatic reflexes (Woo)
Got two bad bitches from Texas (Yeah)
I might slap a hoe if she messy (Ah)
I burn them off for my kids
Damn, I’m legit
Pour the Johnson with the shit (Who?)
I break ’em off like a KitKat
Hard as a brick, ain’t got no time for no kick back
I’m a mother fuckin’ veteran, Obama is my president
Might pull up to your residence
Might fire, bitch we negligent
Open fire, I might fine ya
Pin the house, might blind ya
Damn my conduct so disorderly
I check the nigga quarterly
They closin’ up the doors for me
Might slip, my drip too watery
You can blame it on the saucery
Eat a pew, bitch, take it overly

NLE Choppa – Let Em Know Lyrics

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[Intro]
You know how we be comin’ behind this murder shit
You know how we comin’ behind them guns shit
Crip, NLE

[Chorus]
Nigga thought I was a bitch, so you know I let ’em know (I let ’em know)
I’m head huncho of the gang, so you know I’m general
You not a gangster got to bitchin’ when the judge sentence you (Yeh, yeh, yeh)
You sent some shots and got to missin’, boy you know we bulletproof (Ayy)
We get in the bows and come out the water (Come out the water)
Been wipin’ my drip, I feel like the cars (I feel like the cars)
Put the dirt on my name, I just go harder (Go harder)
Got hit with this stick, he need a doctor (He need a doctor)
If he get the pack, you know I’ma stretch him
I shot at the head, but the bullet hit neck (Ayy)
And I’m pullin’ this trigger, I get too agressive (Ayy)
And all of your niggas, they fold under pressure (Ayy)

[Verse 1]
Don’t want that bitch, she not my type
She want my dick, I hit one night
I put it in, it grip me tight
She call me papi, that I like
Glock in the cut, it’s under the pillow
Bitch, I saw him, I swear I’ma drill him
Show no cap, I was raised by killers
Up the pole and then smoke, come pop my nigga
You know how we get in, you know he get knocked back, nigga
Ayy, you just met with the Glock and put it on top back, nigga
Ayy, It’s for the murder, we don’t do a song, my nigga
Leave that boy in the scene, caution tape, white chalk that nigga
This shit can get deadly, tell that nigga that I said it
We leavin’ niggas in the paramedics
A fruit ninja, choppa pop yo’ melons
And I’m shootin’ shit like I’m J.J. Redick

[Chorus]
Nigga thought I was a bitch, so you know I let ’em know (I let ’em know)
I’m head huncho of the gang, so you know I’m general
You not a gangster got to bitchin’ when the judge sentence you (Yeh, yeh, yeh)
You sent some shots and got to missin’, boy you know we bulletproof (Ayy)
We get in the bows and come out the water (Come out the water)
Been wipin’ my drip, I feel like the cars (I feel like the cars)
Put the dirt on my name, I just go harder (Go harder)
Got hit with this stick, he need a doctor (He need a doctor)
If he get the pack, you know I’ma stretch him
I shot at the head, but the bullet hit neck
And I’m pullin’ this trigger, I get too agressive
And all of your niggas, they fold under pressure

[Verse 2]
Coming in, ooh, you can get punched up
Niggas know what these guns ’bout
I was thuggin’ hard on a lower level
See me up now in the field better
Kill one then my trap on lock
Pockets on swole, they look like [?]
She play with her nose, [?]
Hit from the back, baow, baow, baow
The beat start changin’, bangin’ retarded
I think ’bout murder, this shit now I’m harvestin’
I said what I meant, I don’t say no sorry
My feelings and pride, it’s my priority
Ran off on a nigga, I don’t give a fuck (I don’t give a fuck, nigga)
Slit homies throat, we do it in public
The police talkin’, you gave them a subject
I sat in the room, I didn’t say nothin’

[Chorus]
Nigga thought I was a bitch, so you know I let ’em know (I let ’em know)
I’m head huncho of the gang, so you know I’m general
You not a gangster got to bitchin’ when the judge sentence you (Yeh, yeh, yeh)
You sent some shots and got to missin’, boy you know we bulletproof (Ayy)
We get in the bows and come out the water (Come out the water)
Been wipin’ my drip, I feel like the cars
Put the dirt on my name, I just go harder (Go harder)
Got hit with this stick, he need a doctor
If he get the pack, you know I’ma stretch him
I shot at the head, but the bullet hit neck
And I’m pullin’ this trigger, I get too agressive
And all of your niggas, they fold under pressure

[Outro]
NLE, Top Shotta, got the bomb like Al-Qaeda

Gucci Mane – Lifers Lyrics

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[Intro: Key Glock, Gucci Mane & Lil Yachty]
(30, you a motherfuckin’ fool, nigga)
Glock (Huh?)
Yeah (Huh?), yeah, yeah (Wop)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I heard my buddy went out bad, but I’m nothin’ like my buddy ‘nem (Well, damn)
He went out sad, it made me mad, now I can’t even fuck with him (Wow)
Them suckers them, what’s up with them? I buck on them, scuff up them Timbs
Petty hustles, predators, pressure them then they crumble them
Cripple nigga, shitbag, wheelchairs, I humble them
Bullets get to flippin’ and fumblin’ and tumblin’
“Gucci Mane, hey let’s jump him,” nobody jumpin’ him (No)
One man, two handguns, that’s what you up against
My right arm is so-called strong, why is the muscle big?
From whippin’ dope in my long-johns, I made it jump again
I don’t know where you from, holme, but you best come again
Ain’t nobody sold more dope than me but Mexicans (It’s Gucci, Wop)

[Verse 2: Key Glock]
Haha, ayy, I just broke my thumb again
Yeah, I been runnin’ up my money, I can’t run up out a win
Yup, I was runnin’ wild, had to hold it down, my mom was in the pen’
And I still hold it down too, my mama ain’t raise no damn fool
Yeah, I’m Big Glock, I do big shit, boy, I ain’t nothin’ like you
I’m flexin’ hard with my young black ass and all my cash is blue
I pull up in the Rolls or Maybach and I’m just twenty-two
They like, “How the fuck he get that?” Shit, I been gettin’ to it
Trappin’ and rappin’ and makin’ moves, yeah, bitch, I been makin’ moves
Yeah, stuntin’ too hard, I had to play it cool
Mama told me them boys ain’t cool
Glizock and Wizzop a terrible two
Yeah, bitch, we a terrible two
This watch right here cost a Lam’ truck, but
Shit, I think I want a Lam’ truck too

[Interlude: Foogiano & Key Glock]
Shit for real, nigga
Nigga ain’t play with this one, man (Nothin’)
Fuck you talkin’ ’bout? Mob (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Foogiano]
More money, more problems
I don’t give a fuck, I keep a revolver
If you got a problem, know I’ma solve ’em
Ain’t heard ’bout me, then nigga, go search your browser
I was posted up on Joe Brown for real
We was robbers, we wasn’t workin’ no deal
Smokin’ gas, that shit be loud like Malia
Niggas talkin’, but they know what it is, huh?
I got them crooked rows (Crooked), and I got them shotguns
I got them gangster niggas, and they got them big guns
I got them OGs, yeah, they ridin’ with me, and they gon’ kill somethin’
And I got them Pirus, bitch, they ain’t gon’ spare nothin’, nah

[Verse 4: Ola Runt]
Plug just sent a text, they in
Call my country boy, they gone
1017, Ola, we on
Sippin’ Act’, don’t do Patrón
Chain said burr, re-up, make it disappear
On that Pimp C, talkin’ slurred
Pop a Perc’, my vision blurry
My bitch petite
Patek Philippe
Hellcat motor in my Jeep
Talkin’ bars, I charge a fee
Took an ’05 banger beat

Shoreline Mafia – Change Ya Life Lyrics

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[Intro]
Helluva made this beat, baby

[Chorus: Ohgeesy]
I can really change your life, baby
Hella rich and I’m hella wavy
Hella thick, yeah she hella cakey
I’ma put her in the new Mercedes
I can really change your life, baby
Hella rich and I’m hella wavy
Hella thick, yeah she hella cakey
I’ma put her in the new Mercedes

[Verse 1: Fenix Flexin]
I’m at Hibachi finna Paparazzi (Paparazzi)
We shootin’ shit just like a Paparazzi (Paparazzi)
This a thirty, I don’t do the stockie (I don’t do the stockie)
This your bitch, I told her “Shawty top me” (Shawty top me)
Her nigga mad, say he finna hop me
Yeah okay come and try me, see who really poppin’ (Really poppin’)
Bitch you trippin’, I got options, keep that pussy poppin’ (Keep that pussy poppin’)
I been gettin’ to this money, I ain’t have an option
It get tricky when these niggas eatin’ at your pockets
It get tricky when these bitches know you really got it
Get up out your feelings, nigga get up in her pockets (Get up in her pockets)
I’ve been ballin’ out, baby like the Houston Rockets (I’ve been ballin’ out)

[Chorus: Ohgeesy]
I can really change your life, baby
Hella rich and I’m hella wavy
Hella thick, yeah she hella cakey
I’ma put her in the new Mercedes
I can really change your life, baby
Hella rich and I’m hella wavy
Hella thick, yeah she hella cakey
I’ma put her in the new Mercedes

[Verse 2: Ohgeesy]
Dom Perignon
Got your bitch, I’ma take her out her thong
I can change your life, this more than a song
Drug dealer nigga, money on my phone
I got plugs, bitch, I got connections
MAC 10s, AKs, Smith & Wessons
Say she done fuckin’ lames, learned her lesson
Now she fuckin’ trap niggas, she progressin’
Good dick game, got a bitch stressin’
If the bitch sellin’ pussy, I’m collectin’
It get real in the field, it get hectic
But baby girl, let me tell you, I’m a blessin’
Off this Big Blue, filled up with pour
All this talkin’, need to come out them clothes
I’m really havin’ shit, I’m buyin’ out the store
You could have what you want and some more
Off this Big Blue, filled up with pour
All this talkin’, need to come out them clothes
I’m really havin’ shit, I’m buyin’ out the store
You could have what you want and some more

[Chorus: Ohgeesy]
I can really change your life, baby
Hella rich and I’m hella wavy
Hella thick, yeah she hella cakey
I’ma put her in the new Mercedes
I can really change your life, baby
Hella rich and I’m hella wavy
Hella thick, yeah she hella cakey
I’ma put her in the new Mercedes

Gucci Mane – Who is Him Lyrics

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[Intro: Pooh Shiesty]
Mmm, mmm-mmm-mmm
Got it locked through Atlanta
Yeah, yeah
Got a lot to handle
(SpiffoMadeIt, bitch)
Brr, big brr

[Chorus: Pooh Shiesty]
Ayy, Fox 13, we rep that murder gang, we don’t do no attempts
Hop out on the slammer with this chopper like I’m Shawn Kemp
Drew down on him with his pants down in front of U of M
1017 Shiesty Gang, I got them folks like, “Who is him?”
Bitch, you try me and get whacked, I promise this is not the way
Know she wanna fuck ’cause she keep staring in my Cartier
I think about guns and money sixty times throughout the day
Nobody safe, you can’t go get shit to stop these .308s, on God

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Entertain like Cedric, had that codeine in my beverage
Way back in day, let them niggas use me for leverage (Well, damn)
F on my report card, on my hip, I got an F&N
Pulled up on me poppin’, but he won’t pull up and pop again
I don’t care ’bout who he is or who his kin, just do him in
Cold, dark pool, they threw him in, I just shot off his chin (Burr)
Murder case, Snoop Dogg, back in the day, no juice and gin (Snoop)
And I’m the coach, I’m with the G.O.A.T.s, we go for it on fourth and ten (Go)
Always was the robber where we stayed, so I didn’t play with ’em
Police don’t even try to talk to Wop, got nothin’ to say to ’em
Five-shot, .38 on me, put a trey to him
Big dawg in the yard, took a nigga tray from him

[Chorus: Pooh Shiesty]
Ayy, Fox 13, we rep that murder gang, we don’t do no attempts
Hop out on the slammer with this chopper like I’m Shawn Kemp
Drew down on him with his pants down in front of U of M
1017 Shiesty Gang, I got them folks like, “Who is him?”
Bitch, you try me and get whacked, I promise this is not the way
Know she wanna fuck ’cause she keep staring in my Cartier
I think about guns and money sixty times throughout the day
Nobody safe, you can’t go get shit to stop these .308s, on God

[Verse 2: Pooh Shiesty]
Niggas starve theyself, the whole time, somethin’ to eat in they face
Look at that lil’ nigga from the Creek, his ass done made a way
I ain’t just go put food on the table, I passed out the plates
I’m missing Tre, ain’t nobody have me like my nigga Day
It’s time to slide
Walk with a hundred up in the chopper, I shot eighty-five
Mix them Percocets with the exotic, I’m back energized
Do donuts up in the ‘Cat, drive it like it got nine lives
You ain’t take ’em down with me, nigga, so is you not my slime
Niggas talkin’ out they neck, but that lil’ shit won’t slow me up
Two double cups, big congratulations, time to pour me up
We rollin’ up, mixin’ different flavors, keep my ‘Wood stuffed
If you got somethin’ dancin’ on your wrist, it’s time to hold it up

[Chorus: Pooh Shiesty]
Ayy, Fox 13, we rep that murder gang, we don’t do no attempts
Hop out on the slammer with this chopper like I’m Shawn Kemp
Drew down on him with his pants down in front of U of M
1017 Shiesty Gang, I got them folks like, “Who is him?”
Bitch, you try me and get whacked, I promise this is not the way
Know she wanna fuck ’cause she keep staring in my Cartier
I think about guns and money sixty times throughout the day
Nobody safe, you can’t go get shit to stop these .308s, on God

[Outro: Pooh Shiesty]
On Chopper Gang, on So Icy G, this my squad
Brr, brr, lay up grass in your yard
Nigga, 413 Gang, ayy (SpiffoMadeIt, bitch)
1017 on my damn chain, brr

Don Toliver – Weekend Lyrics

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[Intro]
Ooh-oooh, ayy
Oooh-ooh, ay-yeaah

[Chorus]
I sent her to Chicago ’cause she love to swallow (Sent her to Chicago)
I put her center stage, like this here Apollo (Did this shit Apollo)
She gon’ get way drunk off the whole bottle
I don’t know, (Don’t know what I) been thinking (Oh)
I need you for the weekend
My yellow Puerto Rican
You think I’m playin’ defense
But I don’t who I want to be with

[Pre-Verse]
Ooh-oooh (Ooh-ooh)
So compatible, so compatible
Don’t treat me like no animal, no animal, no

[Verse]
Ever since then, I done came up missing
Way back when I was non-existent
I led you on adventures and your expedition
Yeah, you thought Donny was done but you got one more mission
Compatible, [?]
[?], compatible, animal
[?]

[Chorus]
I sent her to Chicago ’cause she love to swallow (Sent her to Chicago)
I put her center stage, like this here Apollo (Did this shit Apollo)
She gon’ get way drunk off the whole bottle
I don’t know, (Don’t know what I) been thinking (Oh)
I need you for the weekend
My yellow Puerto Rican
You think I’m playin’ defense
But I don’t who I want to be with

August Alsina – Fly Far Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Somebody told me if you wanna make a difference
You must first do somethin’ different
Try different levels, try to be somethin’ special
Grind and be somethin’ greater than what these haters projected
Grow to be somethin’ bigger and better than they expected
Pushin’ it to the limit, seem like the money infinite
New spendin’ habits, used to not havin’ to spend it with
When you ain’t got it, ain’t got nobody to struggle with
Lost some friends and relationships

[Pre-Chorus]
Maybe if I
Knew better, I would do better
Find a family and make my crew better
Instead of givin’ loyalty to whoever
Tired of dealin’ with the hurt

[Chorus]
Dear God, make me a bird
So I can fly far
Fly far
Far, far away from here
Dear God, make me a bird
So I can fly far
Fly far
Far, far away from here
Far, far away from here

[Verse 2]
Take me away because they don’t want me to say this
Keep the love and take all the hatred
Give me courage to take it further
Guess I shouldn’t complain ’cause I made it further than they did
Young man, I’m just a young man
Workin’ every day to do what I can
Lord, why’d you have to put me on this island?
I’m really hopin’ you would chime in

[Pre-Chorus]
Maybe if I
Knew better, I would do better
Find a family and make my crew better
Instead of givin’ loyalty to whoever
Tired of dealin’ with the hurt

[Chorus]
Dear God, make me a bird
So I can fly far
Fly far
Far, far away from here
Dear God, make me a bird
So I can fly far
Fly far
Far, far away from here
Far, far away from here

[Bridge]
Can you take me away?
Far, far away
Far, far away
Far, far away
Far, far away
Can you take me away?
Far, far away
Far, far away
Far, far away

[Chorus]
Dear God, make me a bird (Can you take me away?)
So I can fly far
Fly far
Far, far away from here
Dear God make me a bird (Can you take me away?)
So I can fly far
Fly far
Far, far away from here
Far, far away from here

Pamungkas – Queen of the Hearts Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Taking a walk like a champ in the night
I walk slow but I never walk back
Having a talk with you in my mind tonight
You worry so much as if the world is ending

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t you know
Don’t you know you’re better
Than you think you are
Don’t you know
Don’t you know you’re better
Than you think you are

[Chorus]
Queen of the hearts
Queen of the hearts
You won me over
You’re the queen of the hearts

[Verse 2]
Seeing your creation over a tech application
One two three four, did I say I adore you before?
Your poetic mind, I can listen to you for hours
Like a valentine, darling you talk like flowers

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t you know
Don’t you know you’re better
Than you think you are
Don’t you know
Don’t you know you’re better
Than you think you are

[Chorus]
Queen of the hearts
Queen of the hearts
You won me over, oh
Queen of the hearts

[Bridge]
Baby I don’t know why
The reason why
You even talk to me
I may feel odd, just a little
Strange, does it tickle?
Can’t believe it’s true
Why don’t you tell me why
The reason why
That it had to be you
You caught me off my guards
And you see all my cards

[Outro]
Queen of the hearts
You’re the queen of the hearts
Queen of the hearts, oh
Queen of the hearts
Queen of the hearts
Queen of the hearts
You’re the queen of the hearts

Pop Smoke – Run Down Lyrics

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[Intro: Pop Smoke]
Look, bah, grrt, woo
(Yoz, what you tellin’ me?)
Hold up, yeah, woo

[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
Look, see them hatin’ ass niggas talkin’, tell ’em niggas stop it (Yeah, look)
Woo back baby, run down, chase ’em (Yeah, bah)
Off the Perky (Woo), boy, I’m dangerous (Yeah)
I’m in the double R, shit look like a spaceship (Woo)
Everything is updated (Look)

[Verse 1: Pop Smoke]
Soon as folk see my [?], I’m droppin’ the race
I ain’t gon’ stop until a body drop
And I can’t wait to see that day (Woo)
In my roof, [?] with Chick-Fli-A
And a 50 Cent cake (Woo)
Now it’s Mastro’s for the steak (Mastro’s for the steak)
Yeah, I grew up in the hood (Grew up)
So please don’t judge me by my ways
Hands down, look
If I see an opp, it’s a man down (Bah)
Hold on (Hold on), wait (Wait), I ain’t never need a hand down (Yeah)
They know my body
When the Woo’s in the spot, all the opps ran out (Woo)

[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
Look, see them hatin’ ass niggas talkin’, tell ’em niggas stop it (Yeah, look)
Woo back baby, run down, chase ’em (Yeah, bah)
Off the Perky (Woo), boy, I’m dangerous (Yeah)
I’m in the double R, shit look like a spaceship (Woo)
Everything is updated

[Verse 2: 1090 OP]
A thousand ways to get paid (You know)
1090 be exact (Ha)
And I’m so stuck in my ways (Ways)
That my bros steady movin’ tact
Hold on, hold on, I’ve been a Rick, you get rolled on (What?)
So many opps, so many shots, I don’t know who we gon’ roll on (What?)
Slide through, servin’ these niggas like drive-thrus
Red flag on, bangin’ on niggas
Yeah, I’m feelin’ like Ryu (Woo-woo)
Try who? Pussy niggas gon’ try who? (What?)
Ran through a hundred, niggas been a hundred
Call up with Woo, then I’m slidin’ through (Ooh)

[Chorus: Pop Smoke]
Look, see them hatin’ ass niggas talkin’, tell ’em niggas stop it (Yeah, look)
Woo back baby, run down, chase ’em (Yeah, bah)
Off the Perky (Woo), boy, I’m dangerous (Yeah)
I’m in the double R, shit look like a spaceship (Woo)
Everything is updated (Brrt)

[Outro]
(Yoz, what you tellin’ me?)

August Alsina – Lessons Lyrics

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[Chorus]
Had to learn a little bit, grow a little bit
Realize on the way up
That I was taught so many lessons
Yeah, yeah, I learned so many lessons, yes
I’m living proof that if you don’t go through shit
When you come up fast
Everything that you work for won’t seem to last
Man, I learned so many lessons
Yeah, I learned so many lessons, yes
Learned so many lessons

[Verse 1]
Every day that you wake up (Wake up)
Make sure you pray before startin’ your day ’cause (Day)
Tomorrow ain’t promised (No)
Today is a gift, so don’t waste it away
Call and tell someone you love ’em
Show somebody that you been thinkin’ of ’em
It ain’t about romance, it could really be your last chance
Turn off your cellphone (Oh, oh)
Give yourself sometime to think and be alone
How can you be about your business
Followin’ niggas with no business
So many people in show business got nothin’ to show for it (No, no)
Write out your dreams and just go for it (Go for it)
Fill up your pitcher before you can pour from it

[Pre-Chorus]
Always listen to your first mind
Never tell no one, it’s your time
‘Cause the spectators watchin’ you grind
Really hopin’ that you don’t get more shine than ’em
Those kinds of friends are really your enemies
All of these little philosophies
Took a minute to get into me, and that’s ’cause

[Chorus]
Had to learn a little bit, grow a little bit
Realize on the way up
That I was taught so many lessons
Yeah, yeah, I learned so many lessons, yes
I’m living proof that if you don’t go through shit
When you come up fast
Everything that you work for won’t seem to last
Man, I learned so many lessons
Yeah, I learned so many lessons, yes
Learned so many lessons

[Verse 2]
You know the ones who really down for you
Are the ones who feel you when you down
Look out for them niggas who playin’ on ya
Loyalty ain’t nowhere to be found
Fuck with no one who’s afraid of
Callin’ you out on your bullshit
That’s the ones who showin’ real love
That’s the niggas you can build with
Always keep your word (Oh, oh)
Only thing you really got here on this Earth
Don’t let no one treat you less than what you’re worth
Being selfish ain’t the same as puttin’ you first
That’s the first law of nature (Oh)
Survival of the fittest (Oh)
Know that your haters love to hate you
Really don’t matter what it is

[Pre-Chorus]
Always listen to your first mind
Never tell no one, it’s your time
‘Cause the spectators watchin’ you grind (You grind)
Really hopin’ that you don’t get more shine than ’em (Them)
Those kinds of friends are really your enemies (Enemies)
All of these little philosophies (Yeah)
Took a minute to get into me, and that’s ’cause

[Chorus]
Had to learn a little bit, grow a little bit
Realize on the way up
That I was taught so many lessons
Yeah, yeah, I learned so many lessons, yes
I’m living proof that if you don’t go through shit
When you come up fast
Everything that you work for won’t seem to last
Man, I learned so many lessons
Yeah, I learned so many lessons, yes
Learned so many lessons

Pamungkas – Riding the Wave Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Penny
For a thought I would be rich
Ruling the world I’d be king
Oh my oh my
Plenty
Of things I would like to say
But somewhat I am short on words
Oh my oh my

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m falling again
And I get up again
Continuum it seems

[Chorus]
I’m riding the wave
I’m hiding ‘cause feelings keep drifting apart
And wanting more is just gonna get me
Down to my belly
I’m riding the wave
I get out, the air gets too lonely to breathe, oh
And saying so much will only take me
Drag me
Down to my knees
Oh I’m riding the wave
Oh oh oh yeah

[Instrumental]

[Chorus]
I’m riding the wave
I’m hiding ‘cause feelings keep drifting apart
And wanting more is just gonna get me
Down to my belly
I’m riding the wave
I get out, the air gets too lonely to breathe, oh
And saying so much will only take me
Drag me
Down to my knees
I’m riding the wave
And asking for more will only take me
Down to my belly
I’m riding the wave
I get out, the bed is too lonely to sleep, oh
And thinking so much will only take me
Drag me
Down to my knees, whoa ooh
I’m riding the wave

[Outro]
(I’m just flowing around, floating about)
(Riding the wave, moving forward)
(From one distraction to another)
(I’m just flowing around, floating about)
Riding the wave, moving forward
From one distraction to another
I’m just flowing around, floating about
(Riding the wave) riding the wave
(Moving forward) moving forward
(From one distraction to another)

August Alsina – Tonight Lyrics

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[Intro]
Pull up
Pull up tonight
Tonight
Tonight

[Chorus]
Play out your fantasy (Baby)
Let out your stress on me (Stress on me)
You know I got what you need (Yeah, girl)
You gon’ be right when you leave here (Yeah, girl)
Tonight (Yeah)
Tonight (Girl, come over)
Tonight (Yeah)
Tonight (Come see me)
Tonight (Give it to me, yeah)
Tonight (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Tonight (Yeah)
Come and get better tonight

[Verse 1]
Your name at the gate, pull up (Pull up)
Got no time to waste, come inside (Yeah, yeah)
You can leave them heels on (Heels on)
Pull them panties over to the side
Let’s get it here in the hallway (Hallway)
Bend over there by the staircase (Stair)
I know that you had a long day (Long)
Girl, let’s work it out (Oh)
Take it outside on the balcony (Balcony)
Don’t give a damn, let the neighbors see (Neighbors see)
I swear I can be your therapy (Yeah, yeah)
That’s without a doubt

[Pre-Chorus]
Throw it back (Back), back shots (Shots)
Flick it up (Up), snapshots (Shots)
Hands on (Hands on) your body (Body)
Hittin’ your spot, like you got it
No games (No games) I play (I play)
We can run it back like a replay (Replay)
You ain’t know you dealin’ with a freak, babe (Pull up)
Beat it ’til you gotta go to sleep, babe (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Play out your fantasy (Baby)
Let out your stress on me (Stress on me)
You know I got what you need (Yeah, girl)
You gon’ be right when you leave here (Yeah, girl)
Tonight (Yeah)
Tonight (Girl, come over)
Tonight (Yeah)
Tonight (Come see me)
Tonight (Give it to me, yeah)
Tonight (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Tonight (Yeah)
Come and get better tonight

[Verse 2]
Okay, you had a break, wake up (Wake up)
Get in that position that I like (I like)
You say you can take it all (That’s what you said)
It would be a shame if I don’t try (Try)
Girl, I fuck with you the long way (Long way)
No, I don’t want you to stress (No)
Bring all your problems to my room (My room)
So I can help you forget (‘Get)
You know we in for a long night (Long night)
Hope you remembered to stretch (Yeah)
Don’t wanna hear no complainin’ (No, no)
Girl, when you get in this bed

[Pre-Chorus]
Throw it back (Back), back shots (Shots)
Flick it up (Up), snapshots (Shots)
Hands on (Hands on) your body (Body)
Hittin’ your spot, like you got it
No games (No games) I play (I play)
We can run it back like replay (Replay)
You ain’t know you dealin’ with a freak, babe (Pull up)
Beat it ’til you gotta go to sleep, babe (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Play out your fantasy (Baby)
Let out your stress on me (Stress on me)
You know I got what you need (Yeah, girl)
You gon’ be right when you leave here (Yeah, girl)

Migos – Richard Mille Lyrics

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[Intro: Pop Smoke & Quavo]
(Trap House vibes)
(Swerve)
(This is a Melo beat)
Huh, wait
Yeah (Hahaha)
Soo, soo, woo
Woo, woo (Grrt)
Woo, skrrt (Blaow)
Woo, woo (Blaow)

[Chorus: Quavo]
Light it up for a fifty ball (Fifty)
Then I spend it on your bitch (Bitch)
And my jawn like a crystal ball (Crystal)
When I pull up, make a wish
Makin’ the, makin’ the profit
Big boy, big boy, yeah, narcotics (Narcotics)
Pour me a drink and it’s toxic
New York drippin’, it’s straight out the faucet (Drip)
Pour me a drink and it’s toxic
New York drippin’, it’s straight out the faucet (Drip)
Nigga can’t body, they copy (Right)
I be too stiff, I give them the highest (Stiff)
Nigga be talkin’ ’bout slidin’
I screw the tip and shoot em’ in silence (Grrah)
Brand new coupe, no mileage
I show the gang and we highfivin’ (Gang)

[Verse 1: Offset]
Offset
She give me face in the Wraith (Face)
This semi, it shoot by the trey
Moonwalkin’, my diamonds gon’ skate (Moonwalkin’)
They tried to revive him too late (Too late)
I put a cap on the Drac’ (Drac’)
Put a thot on the plot, she bake
Surprised, it came out the cake (Surprised)
I put kids on the eyes and you bae (Hey)
He made it to trial and flaked (Flaked)
100K, he get whacked off the gate
I mix purple codeine by the eight (Codeine)
Grabbed the skull, lined him up like a tape (Line him up)
Back to back, Lamborgini replay (Back to back)
I fishbowl the coupe, watch your, hey (Coupe)
The gush, she red, Kool-Aid (The gush)
We got sticks, in case you wan’ play
Whoa, a bigger bankroll than me
These hoes will lose their soul
Suicide doors and TMZ postin’
Make them hoes take off their clothes
I crashed in my [?], they powdered their nose
They gettin’ exposed, they fuckin’ the bros
Chauffeur, open the door in the Rolls
Toast him, [?], reload it

[Chorus: Quavo]
Light it up for a fifty ball (Fifty)
Then I spend it on your bitch (Bitch)
And my jawn like a crystal ball (Crystal)
When I pull up, make a wish
Makin’ the, makin’ the profit
Big boy, big boy, yeah, narcotics (Narcotics)
Pour me a drink and it’s toxic
New York drippin’, it’s straight out the faucet (Drip)
Pour me a drink and it’s toxic
New York drippin’, it’s straight out the faucet (Drip)
Nigga can’t body, they copy (Right)
I be too stiff, I give them the highest (Stiff)
Nigga be talkin’ ’bout slidin’
I screw the tip and shoot em’ in silence (Grrah)
Brand new coupe, no mileage
I show the gang and we highfivin’ (Gang)

[Verse 2: Pop Smoke]
I put the Adderall in my lean
In my [?] jeans (Oh)
Hella rocks in my socks (Oh)
Hella guns in my brief (Oh)
If a nigga move around, that’s what he gon’ see (Oh)
All the Woos poppin’ out the cut, totin’ .33s (Oh)
She say, “Youre dark-skinned and you’re handsome” (Yeah)
“You a gorgeous little gangsta” (Huh)
She like, “You always dripped up with Dior
And all his diamonds dancin”” (Huh, huh, huh)
She like, “You swift but run up”
I tell her, “Work,” Rihanna
Everything white, Madonna
Only [?] like the diamonds
Brand new Richard Mille (Mille)
Cost a milli’ (Oh)
Yeah, big old ticket (Oh)
Woo, woo, woo, woo
Look, I always knew how to ball
[?] if I make the call
He ain’t gon hesitate to shake it up
Casino walk, I got that nigga at fifth floor

[Chorus: Quavo]
Light it up for a fifty ball (Fifty)
Then I spend it on your bitch (Bitch)
And my jawn like a crystal ball (Crystal)
When I pull up, make a wish
Makin’ the, makin’ the profit
Big boy, big boy, yeah, narcotics (Narcotics)
Pour me a drink and it’s toxic
New York drippin’, it’s straight out the faucet (Drip)
Pour me a drink and it’s toxic
New York drippin’, it’s straight out the faucet (Drip)
Nigga can’t body, they copy (Right)
I be too stiff, I give them the highest (Stiff)
Nigga be talkin’ ’bout slidin’
I screw the tip and shoot em’ in silence (Grrah)
Brand new coupe, no mileage
I show the gang and we highfivin’ (Gang)

AWLI Lyrics and Video Song – NAEZY

Chala tu bhed chaal Zyada kuch nahin pata tujhe
Main gayab dedh saal Thoda bahut hi pata mujhe
Badaya kon tujhko Mic mujhko wapas dede
Paraya dhong kar ke Faayda nahin hai na bete

Ab baat karun main Yahan se chabbis saal pehle
Hua tha janam jiska Riot wale mahaul mein
Kiya jo fard ne shinaakhat Wo hi maahir hai
Aman aur shanti jahan hai Wahaan zaahir hai

Hogi tabaahi khud bhi chahta to fir jaahil tu
Suna main ek allahek rab ka ek bhakt tu
Sulah main pahle karta lafda nahin main nekbhakt hu
Subah mein saadhna nahin kaatna mera jeb cut tu

Sabhi ka dukh main leta sukh mein deta zabta mera
Police ki maar khata sirf khuda se kaapta beta
Zameen par halka phulka abhi to wazan hai mera
Pateli jisse sikha tune wo cousin hai mera

Awli awli awli awli awli awli awli awli
Salam bhejhu har ek basti har ek gully
Awli awli awli awli awli awli awli awli
Khushaamdeed tere gully meri chali kya

Awli awli awli awli awli awli awli awli
Salam bhejhu har ek basti har ek gully
Awli awli awli awli awli awli awli awli
Khushaamdeed tere gully meri chali kya

Chaar baat kar bethhke kahani meri
Adhi jhooth saaf sach se pare arey re
Laat ghoos khaake bachpan se deewane bane
Laathi charge haalat kaafi charge reh re

Maafi chahre dushman saare chahre sath hone
31, 7, 17, 5 leke 601/2 hile
Bahut hateli dekhe aaj saare kya karrele
Time waste banda dhandha sab ko jail ho gayeli
Nich harkat karke ladke faachat kar dere

Dhoom dhaam karna shadi to udhaar lere
Soom saam raste sabse khatri le reh re
Ek page do dost aake taali dere
Racist kuch log bhai ko gali dere

Mind jam bread sauce chai bahaduri mein
Time kamcase 100 fukat ab nahin reh re
Record label switch apun table call hi lere
Ek aur body mere..

Awli awli awli awli awli awli awli awli
Salam bhejhu har ek basti har ek gully
Awli awli awli awli awli awli awli awli
Khushaamdeed tere gully meri chali kya

Awli awli awli awli awli awli awli awli
Salam bhejhu har ek basti har ek gully
Awli awli awli awli awli awli awli awli
Khushaamdeed tere gully meri chali kya

Awli awli awli awli awli awli awli awli
Awli awli awli awli awli awli awli awli
Awli awli awli awli awli awli awli awli
Awli awli awli awli awli awli awli awli

Ilaka tera billa ilaka mera
Ilaka tera billa ilaka mera
Ilaka tera billa illa khatra
Ilaka tera ille bille khatrnaak bole

THODA SAMJHA KARO Lyrics and Video Song – King

Kehndi, raati call na karo
Ghar waale puchhte kon hai wo
Thoda samjha karo
Aise nazron mein na raho

Kehndi, sab ghar par hi hai
Tum milne ki zidd yun kiya na karo
Thoda samjha karo
Ye darwaze khulne to do

Mera daddy hai ghar maa vi hai ghar
Ye duniya wale bhi rakhte nazar
Jo mil na sakun main tujhse agar
I hope you understand

Long live kingsclan
Dekh mera chhota bhai bhi hai tera fan
Maine maana tune loota kaafiyon ka chain
Main din mein bhi milti par din mein tu ban!

Aye, I know tu kaafi busy rehta hai
Aur mujhse milne ko kabhi-kabhi kehta hai
Par teri meri baatein duniya waale jaan na le
Ye mujhe darr laga rehta hai

Hum issi wajah se nahin milte
Ab tu kahega mere logic ni jhilte
Upar se baatein leta dil pe
Jald hi milenge par abhi thoda chill babe

Mera daddy hai ghar maa vi hai ghar
Ye duniya wale, bhi rakhte nazar
Jo mil na sakun, main tujhse agar
I hope you understand

Na overreact kar!
Tujhe bheji ek snap zara check kar
Jo bhi maange tujhe mile ek text par
Bas ek hi request hai please…

Raati call na karo
Ghar waale puchte kon hai wo
Thoda samjha karo
Aise nazron mein na raho

Kehndi, sab ghar par hi hai
Tum milne ki zidd yun kiya na karo
Thoda samjha karo
Ye darwaze khulne to do

Dekh mujhe zyada sun ni nahin bak-bak
Pyar kiya hai tabhi to poora haq-haq
Chal maan leta ghar wali baat teri
Par tujhse baat na karoon wtf!

Mujhe milne se rokle koi banda nahin
Hai mota business chhota-mota dhanda nahin
Aankhon se dekhegi lagunga dilfek
Zara paas aake dekh, mere jaisa banda nahin

Aankhon se baatein kar chahiye teri snap nahin
Tu meri bandi meri bandi tera dad nahin
Wo to karta hun izzat bhatheri
Ni to ab tak baby koi rehne deta gap nahin

Tera daddy hai ghar, maa vi hai ghar
Jo duniya walon, ki karte fiqar
To bante nahi, kabhi humsafar
I hope you understand

Meet me soon
My life is like all black sky with no moon
Javaan hai dono laazmi baat garam khoon
Mujhe aake zara milne to de
Milne to de

Main raati call vi karun
Jo ghar wale puche to keh dena tu
Aap pehle se hi jante ho
He’s the one who is makin’ me groove

Chaahein sab ghar par hi ho
Phir bhi mera phone utha lena tu
Aap pehle si hi janti ho
Baby girl and I don’t need to prove

Kehndi, raati call naa karo
Ghar waale puchhte kon hai wo
Thoda samjha karo
Aise nazron mein na raho

Kehndi, sab ghar par hi hain
Tum milne ki zidd yun kiya na karo
Thoda samjha karo
Ye darwaaze khulne to do

LEJA VE JATTA Lyrics and Video Song – Inder Nagra

Yeah! Proof!

Leja ve leja jatta
Viah ke mainu naal ve

Leja ve leja jatta
Viah ke mainu naal ve
Gaut likhwauna tera
Apne naam naal ve
Leja ve leja jatta

Tere te maapeyan de vich
Farak main rakhdi na
Tethon main att ho jawan
Pal bhi jee sakdi na

Tere te maapeyan de vich
Farak main rakhdi na
Tethon main att ho jawan
Pal bhi jee sakdi na
Zindagi bitauni channa
Tere hi naal ve

Leja ve leja jatta
Viah ke mainu naal ve

Leja ve leja jatta
Viah ke mainu naal ve
Gaut likhwauna tera
Apne naam naal ve
Leja ve leja jatta

Mundeyan vich thukk ae teri
Meri vi taur ve
Lukk lukk main mil na sakdi
Milde jivein chor ve

Mundeyan vich thukk ae teri
Meri vi taur ve
Lukk lukk main mil na sakdi
Milde jivein chor ve
Nagre aan kheddun kangna
Tere hi naal ve

Leja ve leja jatta
Viah ke mainu naal ve

Leja ve leja jatta
Viah ke mainu naal ve
Gaut likhwauna tera
Apne naam naal ve
Leja ve leja jatta

JATT KAUM Lyrics and Video Song – SHIVJOT, Gurlez Akhtar

Mehange gadd khaane tussi hakki phirde
Duniya nu moddeyan te chakki phirde
Dabb naal lage tuhadde valthar de
Gaddiyan ch pakkiyan ve rakhi phirde

Jidron di langde mandeer darr je
Aiho jeha jatta tussi..

Ve aiho jeha jatta tussi ki karde
Aiho jeha jatta tussi ki karde
Ve aiho jeha jatta tussi ki karde

Oh kalli jatt kaum jehdi jhuke na kade
Rokeyan kise de jehdi ruke na kade
Jabbar shareer sawan jini jaan ni
Gairan deya siran utte bukke na kade

Ho yaarian layin sehnde seene khatt balliye
Nairi kehle bhavein kehle jatt balliye

Nairi kehle bhavein kehle jatt balliye
Nairi kehle bhavein kehle jatt balliye
Tornado kehle bhavein khele jatt balliye

Oh starboy!

Oh tunn ke brand dc wale rakhde
Jattan de aan putt mehanga rehan sehan ni
Haan mauser’an te laser’an da ki kaam ve
Aivein lalli challi saale sidhe rehan ni

Haye mauser’an te laser’an da ki kaam ve
Aivein lalli challi saale sidhe rehan ni

Ve dekh ke lakshan tere dil darr je
Aiho jeha jatta tussi..

Ve aiho jeha jatta tussi ki karde
Aiho jeha jatta tussi ki karde
Ve aiho jeha jatta tussi ki karde

Oh chadd de na kaam koyi vichale jattiye
Baaji bhavein launi paije zind jaan di
Tatta ae subaah bada shivjot da
Bhaidi aan garaari tere sukhy maan di

Oh jihde naal ghera pe je vair jatt da
Chak diye ohdi jagg ton pachaan ni
Allhdan de siran nu chobbar chadh de
Chadh di ae jivein billo lor laan di
Ni chadh di ae billo jivein lor laan di

Oh manka na jhalle bhavein ghat balliye
Nairi kehle bhavein kehle..

Nairi kehle bhavein kehle jatt balliye
Nairi kehle bhavein kehle jatt balliye
Tornado kehle bhavein kehle jatt balliye

Oh thaneya ch lang diyan raatan thodiyan
On the spot masle nabed de

Satt phase kal katon sir khol te
Oh time te place dekh jatt udhed de
Oh satt phase kal katon sir khol te
Oh time te place dekh jatt udhed de

Oh dedh saal vich sir 10 parche
Aiho jeha jatta tussi..

Ve aiho jeha jatta tussi ki karde
Ve aiho jeha jatta tussi ki karde

Oh jinna jattan baare soche ohna ghat balliye
Nairi kehle bhavein kehle jatt balliye
Nairi kehle bhavein kehle jatt balliye
Tornado kehle bhavein kehle jatt baliye

Nairi kehle bhavein kehle jatt balliye
Nairi kehle bhavein kehle jatt balliye
Tornado kehle bhavein kehla jatt balliye

ATT OYE JATTA Lyrics and Video Song – Khazala, Afsana Khan

Gallan kujh karne nu dil karda
Sun sakda ae te sun aaj sach mere ton
Gunde badmaashan de na kolon langda
Jina mainu lagda ae darr tere ton

Fikar tere ne jatti khali chobra
Payi jave fikki taniyon laali chehre ton
Teriyan hi gallan tere raule sunde
Jidar vi javan chaar chufere ton

Har pange vich hondi teri latt ae jatta
Aini vi ni changi hondi att oye jatta
Aini vi ni changi hondi att oye jatta
Aini vi ni changi hondi att oye jatta

Oh jithe bulle je haneriyan de udde firde
Jatt otho ban ke toofan niklu
Halle shuruaat kiti vekhi chal mithiye
Munda kaam koyi karke mahaan niklu

Kise de ki suna apni na suna main
Mannu ohin jehda rooh chon farmaan niklu
Jinna sir saah jatt tatta chaluga
Thanda pau jadon meri jaan niklu

Kivein lang juga maar ke koyi patt baliye
Naal leke jamde aan jatt baliye
Aah jinu loki aakhde ne att baliye
Rakhu tukk ke khazale aala jatt baliye

Ik honsle nu chadd aisi cheez koi na
Jehdi teri jholi ch na payi rabb ne
Panj tatvan naal eh shareer banda
Kyon tere vich jyada matra vikhai agg ve

Gal maadi moti lokki ignore karde
Tere kyun tareeke sab ton alag ne
Tainu rokda na koyi dende halasheriyan
Tere varge hi tere yaar sab ne

Gal gal te chalaunde goli jhatt ae jatta
Aini vi ni changi hondi att oye jatta
Aini vi ni changi hondi att oye jatta
Aini vi ni changi hondi att oye jatta

Uthi da ae ohda shukrana karke
Kar ardaas sada sovaan mithiye
Khabar ae hove meri raat aakhri
Kal nu main hovaan ja na hovaan mithiye

Jinna chir bhaar latan ne ae jhaleya
Dass fer kaaton main khalova mithiye
Itt da jawab lg na dayi da
Ni main roohan nu shareeran kolo khovan mithiye

Khushi naal chabi da ae akk baliye
Naal leke jamde aan jatt baliye
Aah jinu loki aakhde ne jatt baliye
Rakhu tukk je khazale aala jatt baliye

Tyga – Ibiza Lyrics

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[Intro: YG]
(Mustard on the beat, ho)

[Verse 1]
Popped a molly, I’m flexin’ (Woo, woo)
Come and meet me, I’m ready, ayy (Woo, woo)
I just walked off the jetty, ayy (Jetty)
VVS on baguetty, yeah (Big ice)
I got clout and I leverage, ayy (Leverage)
My bitch got face advantage, ayy (Bad)
Ass shaped like a planet, ayy (Duh)
Turks and Caicos, she tannin’ (Ayy, ayy)
I didn’t plan this, everything organic (Yeah)
I just paid a quarter for a Patek, don’t panic (Woo)
Flyin’ ‘cross Atlantic and I’m eatin’ fancy (Woo)
Sittin’ at home, know you niggas can’t stand me (Haha)
I’m on FaceTime and your bitch gettin’ nasty
Tell the driver slow down, fuck her in the backseat (Fuck it)
She say, “Where you goin’?” and I tell her, “Don’t ask me” (No)
‘Cause I fall in love every time a bitch pass me

[Chorus]
Hi, I’m super turnt, I can’t pick up (Pick up)
Popped a molly, let’s link up, ayy (Link up)
We throw party like Ibiza, ayy (‘Biza)
If that’s your bitch, you can keep her
She wanna be mine, she tell me go deeper (Deeper)
Got my respect like Aretha, yeah (‘Retha)
I had too much tequila, ayy (Tequila)
Bad bitches, let’s link up (Link up)

[Post-Chorus]
Ibiza (Ibiza)
We throw party like Ibiza (Ibiza)
Ibiza (Ibiza)
Bad bitches, let’s link up (Link up)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I get standin’ ovations (Woo, woo)
I got all these bitches shakin’, ayy (Woo, woo)
We gon’ smoke like Jamaican (Ayy)
If she sit it on my lap, don’t break it (Ayy)
And that ring on your finger, that’s a nice sight (Nice sight)
If she wanna be loyal, tell her that’s fine (That’s fine)
She got me workin’ hard for it, doin’ overtime (Overtime)
Only here for one night, don’t got no time (Woo)
And you only twenty-one, you a baby, ayy (Baby)
She gon’ do a split, go crazy (Crazy)
I’ma surfboard in that pussy, go jet-ski (Jet-ski)
Hey Mrs. Officer, she wanna arrest me
Take me and bless me (Woo), please and undress me (Yeah)
Gotta clean it up ’cause you know she get messy (Ugh)
Why your friend starin’ at me like she wanna sex me? (Hmm)
Is you down for the trizzy? Baby, let’s see

[Chorus]
I’m super turnt, I can’t pick up (Pick up)
Popped a molly, let’s link up, ayy (Link up)
We throw party like Ibiza, ayy (‘Biza)
If that’s your bitch, you can keep her
She wanna be mine, she tell me go deeper (Deeper)
Got my respect like Aretha, yeah (‘Retha)
I had too much tequila, ayy (Tequila)
Bad bitches, let’s link up (Link up)

[Post-Chorus]
Ibiza (Ibiza)
We throw party like Ibiza (Ibiza)
Ibiza (Ibiza)
Bad bitches, let’s link up (Link up)

Pamungkas – I Don’t Wanna Be Alone Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
You’ve got a place in my heart, it’s a new thing
You filled the space in my heart, it’s what you bring
Nobody did make me feel the way you do
You’ve got a place in my heart, I surrender, yes
I surrender

[Verse 2]
You’ve got a place in my mind, thought you should know
You run a show in my mind and I’m front row
Nobody did make me feel the way you do
You are a shark in my mind and I’m swimming

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh to you baby I’ll go raw
I don’t wanna break it down
Don’t you understand by now?
Ooh to you baby I’ll go raw
I don’t wanna break it down
Don’t you understand by now?

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna be alone
I don’t wanna be alone
And I’m gonna push you away again
‘Cause I just don’t wanna be alone
I don’t wanna be alone
And not that I can’t be alone
I’m okay being on my own
But I’m gonna push you away again
‘Cause I just don’t wanna be alone

[Verse 3]
I’ve got this suite in my heart and it’s fancy
With all the views and the biscuits I baked them
Well I don’t care about it and I want you
To kinda live there and stay
I won’t mind that at all, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Ooh to you baby I’ll go raw
I don’t wanna break it down
Don’t you understand by now?

[Chorus]
I don’t wanna be alone
I don’t wanna be alone
And I’m gonna push you away again
‘Cause I just don’t wanna be alone
I don’t wanna be alone
And not that I can’t be alone
I’m okay being on my own
But I’m gonna push you away again
‘Cause I just don’t wanna be

[Bridge]
I don’t wanna be

[Outro]
I don’t wanna be alone
I don’t wanna be alone
And I’m gonna push you away again
‘Cause I just don’t wanna be alone
I don’t wanna be alone
And not that I can’t be alone
I’m okay being on my own
But I’m gonna push you away again
‘Cause I just don’t wanna be alone

G-Eazy – In the Middle Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Woke up, got outta bed today (Yeah)
I tried to type a text but it’s hard to find the words to say (Yee)
Feel like it isn’t worth it (Yeah), I should move on, I should find a new bae (A new one)
You keep actin’ like you’re perfect, but the smile that you wear is too fake, it’s too fake (Too fake, yee), I wish

[Pre-Chorus]
Wish it could feel the same again, old wounds
But we’re feelin’ the pain again
Your eyes will never see me the same again
And every time I think we’re fixed, we just break again, yeah, uh

[Chorus]
And it might be too late to meet in the middle, yeah
But before you go, can you wait just a little? Yeah
This love’s a ghost of what it used to be, yeah
But let me hold you close one last time, play pretend with me

[Post-Chorus]
Play pretend, play pretend (Yeah), play pretend (Pretend, yeah, pretend)
Just play pretend, play pretend, play pretend (Yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah, uh

[Verse 2]
It’s 6 a.m., tonight became today (Yeah), funny, uh
Rock bottom, this feel like a doomsday (Yeah, it hurt, yeah)
But can you tell how far apart (Yeah) we’ve both become? (You know) Yeah (Yeah)
We both are numb (Yeah), so far removed from where we begun (Yeah, yeah, yeah), I wish, I wish, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Wish it could feel the same again, old wounds
But we’re feelin’ the pain again
Your eyes will never see me the same again
And every time I think we’re fixed, we just break again, yeah

[Chorus]
Uh, and it might be too late (Yeah) to meet in the middle (Yeah), damn
But before you go, can you wait (Wait) just a little? (Just a little, yeah), yeah
This love’s a ghost of what it (Yeah) used to be, yeah (Yee)
But let me hold you close one last time, play pretend with me (One time)

[Post-Chorus]
Play pretend, play pretend, play pretend (Yeah), yeah
Just play pretend, play pretend, play pretend

Megan Thee Stallion – Girls in the Hood Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Fuck bein’ good, I’m a bad bitch (Ah)
I’m sick of motherfuckers tryna tell me how to live (Fuck y’all)
Wack hoes hate under my pictures on the ‘Gram (Ugh)
Bitch, you better hope I never run across your man, uh
In the mall with him, I’ma have a ball with him (Yeah, yeah, woah)
Somebody call Rihanna, I’ma buy some drawers with him
He fuckin’ with Thee Stallion ’cause he into wild women (He love wild women)
Put them legs on his head, now he love tall women (Yeah, yeah, ah)
You’ll never catch me callin’ these niggas daddy (Nope)
I ain’t lyin’ ’bout my nut just to make a nigga happy (Nigga, please)
Lifestyle when a nigga can’t fit a Magnum
It never happened if the dick wasn’t snappin’ (Ayy, woo)

[Chorus]
I’m a hot girl, I do hot shit (I do hot shit)
Spend his income on my outfit (On my outfit)
I don’t text quick ’cause I ain’t thirsty (I ain’t thirsty)
These bitches mad, mad, they wanna hurt me (Ah, ah)
I’m a hot girl, I do hot shit (I do hot shit)
Spend his income on my outfit (On my outfit)
I don’t text quick ’cause I ain’t thirsty (I ain’t thirsty)
These bitches mad, mad, they wanna hurt me (Ah, ah)

[Verse 2]
Any rumor ’bout me, let me dead it (Let me dead it)
I’m a open book and your man probably read it (Ah)
Looked at my AP and these hoes still pathetic (Mmm)
Real bitches back when I check my Patek, yeah (Yeah, yeah, woah)
Yeah, he call me Patty Cake ’cause the way that ass shake (Yeah, yeah, ass shake)
I’ma make him eat me out while I’m watchin’ anime (Wow, wow, anime)
Pussy like a Wild Fox, lookin’ for a Sasuke (Yeah, yeah, ayy, yeah)
One night with him make him lose it like a prom date (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ah)
Two watches, yeah, call me two-timin’ (Two-timin’)
Skin like gold and my teeth like diamonds (Yeah, yeah, like diamonds)
Hot Girl chain, Elliot got me shinin’ (Yeah)
They tried to knock me off, but a bitch still grindin’

[Chorus]
I’m a hot girl, I do hot shit (I do hot shit)
Spend his income on my outfit (On my outfit)
I don’t text quick ’cause I ain’t thirsty (I ain’t thirsty)
These bitches mad, mad, they wanna hurt me (Ah, ah)
I’m a hot girl, I do hot shit (I do hot shit)
Spend his income on my outfit (On my outfit)
I don’t text quick ’cause I ain’t thirsty (I ain’t thirsty)
These bitches mad, mad, they wanna hurt me (Ah, ah)

[Verse 3]
I’m a rich nigga magnet (Yeah), pretty with a fatty (With a fatty)
Thirty-inch weave with the long eyelashes (Blah, long eyelashes)
Yes, I got a man if I don’t like who askin’ (Boy, bye)
I don’t stand outside ’cause I’m too outstandin’ (Ah)
‘Cause the girls in the hood are always hard
Ever since sixteen, I been havin’ a job
Knowin’ nothin’ in life, but I gotta get rich
You could check the throwback pics, I been that bitch (Uh)

[Chorus]
I’m a hot girl, I do hot shit (I do hot shit)
Spend his income on my outfit (On my outfit)
I don’t text quick ’cause I ain’t thirsty (I ain’t thirsty)
These bitches mad, mad, they wanna hurt me (Ah, ah)
I’m a hot girl, I do hot shit (I do hot shit)
Spend his income on my outfit (On my outfit)
I don’t text quick ’cause I ain’t thirsty (I ain’t thirsty)
These bitches mad, mad, they wanna hurt me (Ah, ah)

Burna Boy – Wonderful Lyrics

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Anywhere I go mo n’ lati pada si ile mi
(cuz mama mi won wa ni ile mi)
I no want make person tell me say I too lazy
(Oluwaburna of la la ni)
As I dey hustle like Adebayo Ogunlesi
(No go talk say me I too lazy)
Anywhere I go mo n’ lati pada si ile mi
(cuz mama mi won wa ni ile mi)

Wonderful, hmm
I go show you wonder waa ri wonderful
You no go believe wetin won happen
No disturbance when the gbedu wan catch you
Iz like you dey sleep but this one pass you

(Banga)
As the gbedu don start
(Won jo)
From your feet all over
(Won jo)
With somebody daughter
(Won jo)
Cuz I’m feeling it in my soul
Something is changing
Right in your face
Dey there slow
Something dey scratch me
Kon be like jazz

Anywhere I go mo n’ lati pada si ile mi
(cuz mama mi won wa ni ile mi)
I no want make person tell me say I too lazy
(Oluwaburna of la la ni)
As I dey hustle like Adebayo Ogunlesi
(No go talk say me I too lazy)
Anywhere I go mo n’ lati pada si ile mi
(cuz mama mi won wa ni ile mi)

Wonderful, hmm
I go show you wonder waa ri wonderful
You no go believe wetin won happen
No disturbance when the gbedu wan catch you
Iz like you dey sleep but this one pass you

(Banga)
As the gbedu don start
(Won jo)
From your feet all over
(Won jo)
With somebody daughter
(Won jo)
Cuz I’m feeling it in my soul
Something is changing
Right in your face
Dey there slow
Something dey scratch me
Kon be like jazz

​cupcakKe – Discounts Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Yeah, must not want me to have to ask
Niggas want smoke, I pass the gas
Milkin’ this shit like half and half
Two nights of the Drac’, that’s back to back
I had a nigga that text my phone like “Bae, get ready, go pack a bag”
Said he on his way, in the back of the cab, I said “Hold on, I have to laugh” (Hahahaha)
On the gang, niggas broke as hell, ain’t doing well, straight buffing
I’m cupcakKe, but I’ll muff a bitch so motherfuckers just call me “Muffins” (Brrra)
Couple bitches claimin’ they want smoke ’til I pull up with the Dutches
Come around, screamin’ “Ten toes down”, be the same bitches with crutches
Yeah, bitch, no, I’m not feelin’ ya
Fuck 12, no pedophilia
Keep a bank with me like Azealia
On the verse, then I’m billy, yeah
Nigga thought he was gettin’ ass
If you show cash, just throw bread
But I think the fuck not, like Cardi forehead
Underrated but I know they hate it and ain’t no debating that I’m elevating
Ever since I made it, niggas that I dated acting aggravated, ’cause I’m fragulated
You send ten bands for a verse back but your verse whack so I got you waiting
And every time I send a verse back, they on thin ice ’cause they know I’m skating
Mad bitches lurking on Instagram, tryna find out where my wealth ’bout
Same bitches walkin’ in Walmart to get free shit in self-checkout
Let it marinate, give it ten seconds
Different L’s, just different lessons
Now this nigga wanna share blessings ’cause the pussy tighter than a pair of leggings
I’m cool, nigga, I’m good, nigga
I’m so damn straight
Put a nigga in quarantine when he see the chopper, make ’em don’t leave gate
And when I need that Birkin bag, don’t go in stores, I call up Trey
And you know I stomp the yard in this bitch, when I make wine from the grapes

[Chorus]
‘Cause I got discounts on discounts
If you think that I’m soft
And it’s that big discount, bitch
Knockin’ half your shit off
I got discounts on discounts
If you think that I’m soft
Chopper go “Boom, boom, boom, boom”
Knockin’ half your shit off

[Verse 2]
I need an umbrella
Bitch this drip, drop (What else?)
We in Bora Bora
Takin’ drip trips
I’m in a Rolls Royce
You in a Lyft, Lyft (Skrr)
I heard your album
I just skip, skip
That shit was weak as hell
On the nine, they be the [?]
So fly like Tinkerbell
Foreign whips, my English fail
You out bein’ a hoe, while I’m pickin’ up dough
It look like my pizza fell
Travellin’ from dick to dick
Might as well go get your visa mailed (Hahaha)
I’m on that gang shit
Blow out your brains bitch
I had your family holdin’ up signs, like “Say his name, bitch” (On God)
Don’t get too anxious
‘Cause shit get dangerous
This bitch didn’t wax my eyebrows right, went out with a bang, bitch
You are a nobody with nobodies
And you shaped with no body (God damn)
Gon’ make a nigga put a date on me, yeah call him Yo Gotti
My whips got horsepowers, so I might as well pick a Megan for hotties
Bitch got bars and love anal, did I drop soap? Yeah, probably

[Chorus]
‘Cause I got discounts on discounts
If you think that I’m soft
And it’s that big discount, bitch
Knockin’ half your shit off
I got discounts on discounts
If you think that I’m soft
Chopper go “Boom, boom, boom, boom”
Knockin’ half your shit off