Tag: Babe Ruth

Kodak Black – I Wanna Live Lyrics

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[Chorus]
I want the Rolls Royce truck, I’m in a Mustang
Already showed my ass, now I let my nuts hang
I want a whip, I want a new crib, I want that money, man
I want to live, I want to chill, I want a bunch of things
I want the Rolls Royce truck, I’m in a Mustang
Already showed my ass, now I let my nuts hang
I want a whip, I want a crib, I want that money, man
I want to live, I want to chill, I want a bunch of things

[Verse 1]
I’m tryna run my money up, I’m tryna die slow
My uncle knew I was a star, he call my maestro
I’m blowin’ jet fuels pack, I’m blowin’ nitro
I’m tryna pull the roof back and live life though
I wanna peal off in the Coupe, like grapefruit
I ain’t fuckin’ with that ho’, that bitch disgraceful
She just want me to come and hit it, like I’m Babe Ruth
She just wanna come and eat me, like Baby Ruth

[Chorus]
I want the Rolls Royce truck, I’m in a Mustang
Already showed my ass, now I let my nuts hang
I want a whip, I want a new crib, I want that money, man
I want to live, I want to chill, I want a bunch of things
I want the Rolls Royce truck, I’m in a Mustang
Already showed my ass, now I let my nuts hang
I want a whip, I want a crib, I want that money, man
I want to live, I want to chill, I want a bunch of things

[Verse 2]
I sacrifice, I risk my life, I love this shit, I do it twice
That boy just came back home from jail, he clutchin’ already
So many days, so many nights, I got a chop, I earned my stripes
I pour my soul out on the mic, I hope God hear me
I’m goin’ in, ain’t got no friends, I keep it all business
Can’t none of these bitches hold it down, but they all pretty
I’m tryna get up out the streets, I want a hundred milly
I want my diamonds on fleek, I’m tryna be litty

[Chorus]
I want the Rolls Royce truck, I’m in a Mustang
Already showed my ass, now I let my nuts hang
I want a whip, I want a new crib, I want that money, man
I want to live, I want to chill, I want a bunch of things
I want the Rolls Royce truck, I’m in a Mustang
Already showed my ass, now I let my nuts hang
I want a whip, I want a crib, I want that money, man
I want to live, I want to chill, I want a bunch of things

NLE Choppa – Make Em Say Lyrics

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[Intro: NLE Choppa]
Woah (NLE the Top Shotta)

[Chorus: NLE Choppa & Mulatto]
Ayy, and we know some good dick that make the pussy say
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, oh-oh
And we know some good pussy make them niggas say
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, oh-oh
And we know some good dick that made the pussy say
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, oh-oh
And we know some good pussy make them niggas say

[Post-Chorus: NLE Choppa]
And I’m a Scorpio too
It’s your dick, babygirl
I think I’m in love, love, love
I think I’m in love, love, love (Ayy, ayy)

[Verse 1: NLE Choppa]
I like a ratchet bitch, it’s somethin’ about when she smash with her bonnet on (Bonnet on)
Keep my dick up in her dome, I’m fuckin’ up her chromosome (Chromosome)
Like it when a young nigga hit it, she thought that I was grown (Thought that I was grown)
Open up your mouth, I’ma spit in it while I’m strokin’ long
Hit it from the back like where you runnin’ from?
Left the nut up on her ass, in the back like a honey bun
Hundred drums, a hundred guns, your ex play, he a dummy-dumb
Bust nut on her lip, her nigga askin’ where she comin’ from
Said that she a baller, I’m like, “Bitch, you know I ball too”
If she on her period, her pussy turn to ragù (Turn to ragù)
Lookin’ at my chains, she got wet, bitch, that’s what the bag do
I knock the pussy out of the park, now she callin’ me Babe Ruth, yeah (And we know some good dick that make the pussy say)

[Chorus: NLE Choppa & Mulatto]
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, oh-oh
And we know some good pussy make them niggas say
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, oh-oh
And we know some good dick that make the pussy say
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, oh-oh
And we know some good pussy make them niggas say

[Post-Chorus: NLE Choppa]
And I’m a Scorpio too
It’s your dick, babygirl
I think I’m in love, love, love
I think I’m in love, love, love

[Verse 2: Mulatto & NLE Choppa]
He know what time it is (Yeah), he better not try a bitch (Huh?)
I had the nigga sprung ‘fore I even tried the dick (On God)
Who you know gon’ ride the dick? (Who?)
Take it out and swallow it? (Mmm)
Kitchen counter, coffee table, couch, all type of shit (Type of shit)
Makeup sex, won’t even talk it out (Uh)
He love my Boosie verse, he wan’ see what the hype about (Yeah)
Make him eat it late night like the Waffle House (Waffle House)
And purple pickle mean pull up, don’t gotta type it out (Uh-uh)
Yeah, I’m wifey, but fuck him like a ratchet (Like a ratchet)
He gon’ drop it in the box like a ballot (Like a ballot)
If it’s gon’ have me callin’ bitches up and spazzin’ (Brr)
Snappin’ in my captions, then I gotta have it (And we know some good dick that make the pussy say)

[Chorus: NLE Choppa & Mulatto]
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, oh-oh
And we know some good pussy make them niggas say
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, oh-oh
And we know some good dick that make the pussy say
Woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, woah-oh-oh, oh-oh
And we know some good pussy make them niggas say

[Post-Chorus: NLE Choppa]
And I’m a Scorpio too
It’s your dick, babygirl
I think I’m in love, love, love
I think I’m in love, love, love