Tag: Austin Powers

Big Thief – Once a Buncha Times Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Once a buncha times I took it too hard
Everything you told me I took it apart
I pulled you in and pushed you out right from the start
I was leaving before I’d arrived

[Verse 2]
Eyes are magnetic, that moldavite flame
Stopping the traffic, all six lanes
You’re callin’ me baby, barely sayin’ my name
I was leaving before I’d arrived

[Chorus]
Half a margarita, have a little dance
Let’s fine dine the demons and give peace a chance

[Verse 3]
On a Tuesday in August, I was holdin’ your hand
By Wednesday in August, I was playin’ with my band
Then Thursday in August, I was makin’ a plan
Thеn I shut like a shuttered Friday

[Verse 4]
Your lips arе electric like lightning and rain
Your tastes are eclectic, multigrain
You pull on my shoestrings and you open my brain
But I was leaving before I’d arrived

[Chorus]
Half a margarita, have a little dance
Let’s fine dine the demons and give peace a chance

[Verse 5]
We could talk for hours, I could buy you flowers
We could switch off in the movies, we could switch off in showers
We can turn it up (up), turn it down (down), watch Austin Powers
But I was leaving before I’d arrived

[Verse 6]
I can take small thing, I’m pretty good at…
I’m fairly good at takin’ a small thing and blowin’ it up real big
I couldn’t fit it in my wallet, I couldn’t fit it in my rig
I can twist it in, twist it out, can really dig
About leavin’ before I’d arrived

[Chorus]
Half a margarita, have a little dance
Let’s fine dine the demons and give peace a chance

[Verse 7]
You believe in me some, you believe in me a lot
You see all the good things I seem to’ve forgot
You can cheer me up and calm me down, you know the spot
You say “Honey won’t you stay a little while?”

[Verse 8]
You can make me smile just by lookin’ around
You take me to the invisible lost and found
Where I can find a sweater or an old love letter
About leaving before I’d arrived

[Verse 9]
We can flapjack a nickel, pancake a dime
Waffle a tickle, french toast wine
We can take in bacon, sunshine
Tee off with a coffee and a tan

[Chorus]
Half a margarita, have a little dance
Let’s fine dine the demons and give peace a chance
Half a margarita, have a little dance
Let’s fine dine the demons and give peace a chance
I say lets fine dine the demons and save all the ants

Nines – Clout Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
Like I weren’t the man way before this rap
Like they weren’t buying margielas when I bought a strap
Like I ain’t fucked pop stars, started falling back
Like they always tapped
Them bitches always cap
Like I ain’t out here buying shares
They acting like I just sell pies
Bitch I’m a pioneer
Like I ain’t got the strally there
Like I ain’t got bud hangin from the ceiling
Like a chandelier
Opps acting like they weren’t trynna be cool
I ain’t need money
Like I weren’t driving to school
Like I wasn’t trimming in the crop for hours
Like I ain’t got more bitches than Austin Powers
Like them pussies wasn’t begging me for peace
Like “how you had all you had all your whips
And never had a lease?”
Like I ain’t blow a stack in Louis
Like I ain’t got bitches cooking for me
Like Ratatouille

[Chorus]
She just wanna fuck me for the clout
She told me that she love, but I doubt it
She just wanna fuck me for the clout
So I just bust a nut and them I’m out
She just wanna fuck me for the clout
So I just bust a nut inside her mouth
She just wanna fuck me for the clout
She just wanna fuck me for the clout, uh

[Verse 2]
Like I ain’t took a big L like the Harlem rapper
Like I ain’t hop out the thing and make em’ start to scatter
Like how they acting rich when they’re poor
Like I ain’t had Porsche deliver whips to my door, uh
Like I ain’t having crazy thoughts
Like I ain’t sold more bottoms and tops than JD Sports
Like I can’t shut it down with one call
Like I ain’t bring them whips through
Turn the strip into Gumball
Like they don’t freeze up when bosses is around
Like I wasn’t walking out the post office with a pound, uhh
Like how could they afford that that
Like I wasn’t chilling in Hawaii with a flower, chain and straw hat
Like I wasn’t bust down way before this rap shit
Like me and Midge ain’t made a mil off of making packs flip
Like I wasn’t trapping from in jail
Like me and Skrapz ain’t the hardest rappers in the world
It’s Nines

[Chorus]
She just wanna fuck me for the clout
She told me that she love, but I doubt it
She just wanna fuck me for the clout
So I just bust a nut and them I’m out
She just wanna fuck me for the clout
So I just bust a nut inside her mouth
She just wanna fuck me for the clout
She just wanna fuck me for the clout, uh

Gucci Mane – Rain Shower Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Young Thug]
(Wheezy outta here)
My bitch a, uh, Richard Mille rocker (Yeah)
1017 for life, you know what I’m saying, no cap
No extras on it
Real nigga shit
And this, and this is just facts (Yeah)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Rain shower (Rain), rain shower (Rain)
My bitch got more jewelry than your partners (Yeah, yeah)
My bitch got Rolexes by the thousands (Rollies)
My bitch got APs, no apologies
Ranned up a million dollars then I iced out her
I turned to Austin Powers, then I copped a Spur, yeah
Her neck on Eiffel Tower, do she bite? Yes, sir, yeah
I fucked ’round and put diamonds on her goddamn purse, yeah

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Plain jane AP (Yeah), fuck me, baby (Hey)
Fuck me and my friends, I’ll buy you a pink Mercedes (Skrrt)
So many diamonds on my neck, got me feeling lazy (Yeah)
She bought me a Rollie with baguettes, it cost a eighty
My bitch keep turnin’ up on baddies, yeah, yeah (Mwah)
Used to flip burgers out a Caddy, yeah, yeah (Used to flip)
She suck that dick without me asking, yeah, yeah
Stuff a ho with wood like a cabinet (Yeah)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Rain shower (Rain), rain shower (Rain)
My bitch got more jewelry than your partners (Yeah, yeah)
My bitch got Rolexes by the thousands (Rollies)
My bitch got APs, no apologies
Ranned up a million dollars then I iced out her
I turned to Austin Powers, then I copped a Spur, yeah
Her neck on Eiffel Tower, do she bite? Yes, sir, yeah
I fucked ’round and put diamonds on her goddamn purse, yeah

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Rain shower, rain shower
My bitch ass in Birkins, not flowers (Well, damn)
My bitch got more ice than these cowards
Like spinach, her pussy is power
Rain shower, rain shower
So wet, we had laid down a towel
So nasty, sweaty that we shower
Fuck doggystyle so long, she growl (Grr)
She suck ’til I skeet, then I’m proud
Front desk just called up, said we loud
I was locked up, my bitch held me down
Nigga play, then I’m gon’ send him flowers

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Rain showers (Rain), rain shower (Rain)
My bitch got more jewelry than your partners (Yeah, yeah)
My bitch got Rolexes by the thousands (Rollies)
My bitch got APs, no apologies
Ranned up a million dollars then I iced out her
I turned to Austin Powers, then I copped a Spur, yeah
Her neck on Eiffel Tower, do she bite? Yes, sir, yeah
I fucked ’round and put diamonds on her goddamn purse, yeah

Big Baby Scumbag – Austin Powers Lyrics

[Intro]
Damn, that’s Surreal right there?
Yeah baby

[Chorus]
Bitch I’m turned up, like I turned on the power
Got a gold finger, just like Austin Powers
Money stand tall, like the Eiffel Tower
Bitch I got the sauce, just like sweet and sour
007 bitch I feel like an Agent
Everything green, like I’m Martin Demetrius
Yeah I’m swagged up, just like Austin Powers
Yeah my bitch bad, call me Austin Powers

[Verse]
Ride around the city, let your bitch have [?]
Walkin’ on my carpet, baby girl take your shoes off
I-I-I can’t stand no broke bitch, they make my dick soft
Ten toes down, boy you can’t knock my shoes off
Hop out of the water, bitch I feel like free willy
Swim across the border, I might buy me a jetski
I finesse your bitch, [?]
Be about your money, baby please don’t be petty
I was real broke and my pocket’s was empty
You don’t want smoke, got some fire like a chemney
All I want is bands, all I want is a Bentley
They say they miss the old baby, girl please don’t [?]
(Yeah baby)

[Chorus]
Bitch I’m turned up, like I turned on the power
Got a gold finger, just like Austin Powers
Money stand tall, like the Eiffel Tower
Bitch I got the sauce, just like sweet and sour
007 bitch I feel like an Agent
Everything green, like I’m Martin Demetrius
Yeah I’m swagged up, just like Austin Powers
Yeah my bitch bad, call me Austin Powers