Tag: CEO

Gwen Stefani & Saweetie – Slow Clap (Remix) Lyrics

[Intro: Gwen Stefani & Saweetie]
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
Clap, de-clap, de-clap, clap, slow clap (Gwen Gwen and Saweetie)

[Verse 1: Gwen Stefani]
I’ll be David, you Goliath
Set the rule and I’ll defy it
You be angry, I’ll be quiet
You be purple, I’m the violet
Take a ride ’cause I’m the co-pilot
I’m the ice cream, you just the diet
Be the captain, I’ll be the pirate
You’re Billy the Kid, and I’ll be the Wyatt

[Pre-Chorus: Gwen Stefani]
Are you rooting for me like I’m rooting for you?
Let me hear you get loud likе surround sound

[Chorus: Gwen Stefani]
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
Clap, de-clap, de-clap, clap, slow clap
Walk into the room likе a boss, slow clap
Puttin’ on a little extra sauce, slow clap
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
Clap, de-clap, de-clap, clap, slow clap
Side stepping people down the hall, slow clap
Winter, Spring or Summer or the Fall, slow clap

[Verse 2: Gwen Stefani]
Been the champion, rang the bell
Rocked the bottom, been through hell
Climbed the mountain, now I’m well
I just feel like coming back for the belt
I’ve been slipping and slipping
But now I’m back for double dipping
Who’m I kidding, I’m winning
My gentleman is for myself
I’m throwin’ a Hail Mary to no one else
That’s why I’m cheering for myself (Come on)

[Chorus: Gwen Stefani]
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
Clap, de-clap, de-clap, clap, slow clap
Walk into the room like a boss, slow clap
Putting on a little extra sauce, slow clap
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
Clap, de-clap, de-clap, clap, slow clap
Side stepping people down the hall, slow clap
Winter, Spring or Summer or the Fall, slow clap

[Verse 3: Saweetie]
(Saweetie)
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
I finally made it so make it clap, make it clap
Got the laffy taffy, make ’em lean, make ’em snap
Saweetie got that bubbalicious
Chew it up it so delicious
Stack, stack, stack, stack, stack
My favorite position is CEO, check the stats
Me and Gwen Stefani snatchin’ wigs on the track
Diamonds dancin’ on me, icy gang where you at?
I walk in like Naomi, servin’ aces like Naomi
Every time I get a bag, I’mma split it with the homies
Throw it back, make it twirl, make them baby hairs swirl
This for all my icy girls all around the world

[Bridge: Gwen Stefani]
I don’t wanna go to the back of the line
No, no, I put in my time
From the garage to the penthouse girls
Underdog to the top of the world

[Bridge: Saweetie]
I ain’t no hollaback bitch
Now I got it, I ain’t gotta act rich
They be on me ’cause I’m so attractive
Pretty thug, gang, gang get active

[Chorus: Gwen Stefani]
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
Clap, de-clap, de-clap, clap, slow clap
Walk into the room like a boss, slow clap
Puttin’ on a little extra sauce, slow clap
Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
Clap, de-clap, de-clap, clap, slow clap
Side stepping people down the hall, slow clap
Winter, Spring or Summer or the Fall, slow clap

[Post-Chorus: Gwen Stefani & Saweetie]
(Ha ha ha ha)
Been the champion, rang the bell
Rocked the bottom, been through hell
Winter, Spring or Summer or the Fall, no, no
Slow clap (Icy girls all around the world)

[Outro: Gwen Stefani]
It’s 5:44 AM
I surrender, amen
5:44 AM
I surrender, amen

Justina Valentine – NEVA

Yeah
Oh, bitch you could never

Oh, bitch you could never
Blow a whole bag like me
Make ’em all gag like me
Oh, bitch you could never
Go and run it up like me
Screaming, “I’on give a fuck like me”
Oh, bitch you could never
Kick down the door like me
Then drop it to the floor like me
Oh, bitch you could never
Do it on the spot like me
Really come up off the top like me

Oh, bitch you could never
Switch your whole style up
Watch the money pile up
Cut ’em like a line up
Bitch you could never
Be a innovator, you a little hater
I got ill behavior, you a imitator
Bitch you could never
Run with the boys like me
I’m talking really bring the noise like me
Oh, bitch you could never
Really hold it down like me
Go and take the crown like me

Oh, bitch you could never
Say it with your chest like me
Take a no, make it yes like me
Oh, bitch you could never
Make your own lane like me
Heavy sauce, get stain like me
Oh, bitch you could never
Go and bring it back like me
Spit a motherfucking track like me
Oh, bitch you could never
Be a CEO, make the speakers blow
Party in the Mykonos, did it ’bout a week ago

Sheesh
And I’m just doing this shit for TikTok
I spit, spit for real
You heard?

And, no, bitch you could never
Okay? Thank you Boogs, one take
Simple, I get it popping like a pimple
Yeah, I smile, see the dimples
Never, never ever, never ever, never ever, never ever
Oh, bitch you could never
Never ever, never ever, never ever, never ever
Oh, bitch you could never

Snoop Dogg – CEO Lyrics

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
I’m back like I never left
In this muthafucka spitting rhymes ’til my last breath
Snoop Dogg in the building, yes, y’all
Line ’em up, barber shop, fade em all
Watching the game from the halls of fame
I’m balling, mayne, I boss up back in this thang
Believe me, bro, you wanna stick around and see the show
See me go, Snoop Dogg CEO
Proceed to capitalize, I’m back with my guys, slapping the 5
Making more hits to slap in your trunk
They know this is gangsta funk
Take your risk and get what you want
Fuck with this, I figured he won’t
Figured they lying, I’m a cold muthafucka, it’s getting chilly
I didn’t really, wanna fuck him up and slap him silly
So I ran that bitch ass nigga out the city

[Chorus]
Back up in the muthafucka, tell me how you feel now
Either you’re fake or you’re plastic, it’s hard to keep it real now
How my niggas you shot, how much money you got
And do you really post up on the block?
Not ordinary, it may vary
I get my means by any means necessary

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
I’m on my shit, only boss niggas that I’m with
Still no talking from my bitch
Slick nigga but don’t slip
You don’t wanna be on the wrong side of that 4-5th
Done Dada, want a lotta
Niggas wanna fuck around with that gun shotta
Ambitions of a ridah
Machiavelli tip, sitting back let it rip
I’m on a private island, million on a trip
Level up, niggas don’t move ’til I tell em what it is
I’m bout to blow this whole label up, ya dig
I got a plan to change up the game, its big
Listen close and follow me
I’m bout to tell you how it’s bout to be
Check the game and the pedigree
I’m the same nigga from the beach
With more knowledge and more game
The best weed, real talk, nigga, preach

[Chorus]
Back up in the muthafucka, tell me how you feel now (we back, we back, we back!)
Either you’re fake or you’re plastic, it’s hard to keep it real now (Fake niggas)
How my niggas you shot, how much money you got
And do you really post up on the block?
Not ordinary, it may vary
I get my means by any means necessary

[Outro]
Oh, yeah (oh yeah!)
Rick Rock
Oh, yeah
Snoop Dogg
Haha, CEO
(Once again back it’s the incredible)
That’s right yall, that nigga is the CE
(Once again back it’s the incredible)
The What? The CEO (what a nigga know)
(Once again back it’s the incredible)
Yeah, nigga (What a nigga know?)
(Once again back it’s the incredible)
Now let it ride (What a nigga know?)

Gucci Mane – Rather Be Lyrics

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[Chorus: Gucci Mane & Keyshia Dior]
I’d rather be by myself than a broke ho
I’d rather be by myself than a broke ho
I’d rather be by myself than a broke ho
I’d rather be by myself than a broke ho
I’d rather be by myself than a broke nigga
I’d rather be by myself than a broke nigga
I’d rather be by myself than a broke nigga
I’d rather be by myself than a broke nigga
I’d rather be
I’d rather be
I’d rather be
I’d rather be
I’d rather be by myself than a broke nigga
I’d rather be myself than a broke nigga

[Verse 1: Keyshia Dior]
I’d rather have a nigga in the [?]
[?] nigga with no bread
I’m a bad bitch, you know I got my own checks
Stack my own M’s, I ain’t ever gotta beg
I’m a pretty goon, I put this change up on your head
[?] creusing in my white drop head
My nigga got the sack, you know I’m fucking with a boss
I just bought a Phantom, bitch don’t ask me what it cost

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & Keyshia Dior]
I’d rather be by myself than a broke ho
I’d rather be by myself than a broke ho
I’d rather be by myself than a broke ho
I’d rather be by myself than a broke ho
I’d rather be by myself than a broke nigga
I’d rather be by myself than a broke nigga
I’d rather be by myself than a broke nigga
I’d rather be by myself than a broke nigga
I’d rather be
I’d rather be
I’d rather be
I’d rather be
I’d rather be by myself than a broke nigga
I’d rather be myself than a broke nigga

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Bad bitches only, I’d rather be loenly
Wish she was a broke bitch, we [?]
Riding solo with my Rari, [?]
[?] in the morning
And I don’t even want her, give me a warning
Know you got no money, get your deploma
But I don’t even want it, she got no currency
It’s Gucci Mane LaFlare, I got that money
My bitch she got that money, that’s why I fuck with her
You know we got them M’s, feel like I’m stuck with her
You know I got that stendo, so please don’t touch on her
She don’t need no [?], but [?] on her
It’s Gucci!

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & Keyshia Dior]
I’d rather be by myself than a broke ho
I’d rather be by myself than a broke ho
I’d rather be by myself than a broke ho
I’d rather be by myself than a broke ho
I’d rather be by myself than a broke nigga
I’d rather be by myself than a broke nigga
I’d rather be by myself than a broke nigga
I’d rather be by myself than a broke nigga
I’d rather be
I’d rather be
I’d rather be
I’d rather be
I’d rather be by myself than a broke nigga
I’d rather be myself than a broke nigga

[Verse 3: Keyshia Dior]
My shoes got [?], that ain’t no lie, nigga
If you ain’t talking guala, then it’s bye, nigga
My car got double wings, you know I’m fly, nigga
I got these haters feeling chilly, [?] nigga
I rock [?] heels, [?] Luie shit [?] played out
My money up, I’m stuntin hard, you roach niggas, you get sprayed out
I live the life you wish you had, my private jet is so layed out
I’m the CEO of my own company, what the fuck y’all niggas talking bout?

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & Keyshia Dior]
I’d rather be by myself than a broke ho
I’d rather be by myself than a broke ho
I’d rather be by myself than a broke ho
I’d rather be by myself than a broke ho
I’d rather be by myself than a broke nigga
I’d rather be by myself than a broke nigga
I’d rather be by myself than a broke nigga
I’d rather be by myself than a broke nigga
I’d rather be
I’d rather be
I’d rather be
I’d rather be
I’d rather be by myself than a broke nigga
I’d rather be myself than a broke nigga

Ashnikko – Daisy 2.0 Lyrics

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[Intro: Ashnikko & Hatsune Miku]
Ashnikko
Hatsune Miku

[Verse 1: Ashnikko]
You don’t wanna see me bratty
Pet the kitty, call me catty
Make your man call me Daddy
He talk too much, he’s too chatty (Huh)
CEO, I’m savvy
Respect a bitch, I’m a maverick
Flexible, so elastic
But don’t you dare bend a bitch backwards

[Pre-Chorus: Ashnikko]
Fuck a princess, I’m a king
Bow down and kiss on my ring
Being a bitch is my kink
What the fuck else did you think?
Fuck a princess, I’m a king
Bow down and kiss on my ring
It’s gonna hurt, it’ll sting
Spitting up blood in the sink

[Chorus: Ashnikko]
I’m crazy, but you like that, I bite back
Daisies on your nightstand, never forget it
Blossom in the moonlight, screw eyes
Glacial with the blue ice, I’m terrifying

[Post-Chorus: Ashnikko]
I’m terrifying
I’m terrifying

[Verse 2: Hatsune Miku]
Call me crazy, I don’t care
Wrap you up in my bluе hair
Baby, I’m cute, cute, cute
Baby, I don’t need you
Scary girl singing to thе moon
I am the princess blue
I am the boss of you
Frozen flowers, icy bloom

[Pre-Chorus: Ashnikko]
Fuck a princess, I’m a king
Bow down and kiss on my ring
Being a bitch is my kink
What the fuck else did you think?
Fuck a princess, I’m a king
Bow down and kiss on my ring
It’s gonna hurt, it’ll sting
Spitting up blood in the sink

[Chorus: Ashnikko]
I’m crazy, but you like that, I bite back
Daisies on your nightstand, never forget it
Blossom in the moonlight, screw eyes
Glacial with the blue ice, I’m terrifying
[Post-Chorus: Ashnikko]
I’m terrifying

[Verse 3: Ashnikko]
Me and Hatsune Miku (Ah)
Like she said, we don’t need you (No)
Blues Clues, like who’s who?
I’m a cavity, she’s a sweet tooth (Ooh)
Daisy chains on rainy days (Yeah, yeah)
The blood runs down the sewer drain (Drain, drain)
Daisy, babe, you baby face
Put that motherfucker in an early grave

[Chorus: Ashnikko]
Crazy, but you like that, I bite back
Daisies on your nightstand, never forget it
Blossom in the moonlight, screw eyes
Glacial with the blue ice, I’m terrifying

[Post-Chorus: Ashnikko, Hatsune Miku & Both]
I’m terrifying
I’m terrifying
I’m terrifying
I’m terrifying

Ashnikko – Daisy (Clean) Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
You don’t wanna see me bratty
Pet the kitty, call me catty
Make your man call me daddy
He talk too much, he’s too chatty (Yeah cool)
CEO, I’m savvy
Respect a boy, I’m a maverick
Flexible, so elastic
But don’t you dare bend a boy backwards

[Pre-Chorus]
Quit a princess, I’m a king
Bow down and kiss on my ring
Being a dog is my kink
What the heck else did you think?
Quit a princess, I’m a king
Bow down and kiss on my ring
It’s gonna hurt, it’ll sting
Spitting up blood in the sink

[Chorus]
I’m crazy, but you like that, I bite back
Daisies on your nightstand, never forget
I blossom in the moonlight, screw eyes
Glacial with the blue ice, I’m terrifying
[Verse 2]
I’m no Cinderella, but I like thе shoes
Big glass platforms, boy, I’m choosy
Long blue hair, blue as a bruisе
Only trust a fella for some light amusement
I’m no prey, but I am pursued
Pray for me, Nana, on the church’s pews
No dickstraction can confuse me
Whiskey in my hip flask, nothing fruity

[Pre-Chorus]
Quit a princess, I’m a king
Bow down and kiss on my ring
Being a dog is my kink
What the heck else did you think?
Quit a princess, I’m a king
Bow down and kiss on my ring
It’s gonna hurt, it’ll sting
Spitting up blood in the sink

[Chorus]
I’m crazy, but you like that, I bite back
Daisies on your nightstand, never forget
I blossom in the moonlight, screw eyes
Glacial with the blue ice, I’m terrifying
I’m crazy, but you like that, I bite back
Daisies on your nightstand, never forget
I blossom in the moonlight, screw eyes
Glacial with the blue ice, I’m terrifying
[Outro]
La, la, la
La, la, la
La, la, la
La, la
I’m terrifying
La, la, la
La, la, la
La, la, la
La, la
I’m terrifying

Young Dolph – Hold Up Hold Up Hold Up Lyrics

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[Intro]
(Ayy, yo, Bandplay)
Uh
Uh
Uh
(Let the band play), uh

[Chorus]
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up)
We was down for so long, didn’t have no choice but to go up (Go up)
Pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up (Pour up)
Spendin’ racks in Neimans on my girl, watchin’ her glow up (Woo)
Rich nigga still in the neighborhood store eatin’ cold cuts (Yeah)
Street nigga, bitch, I’m in the Bentley doin’ donuts (Yeah)
Taught myself how to get millions, ain’t nobody show us (It’s Dolph)
Front my young nigga fifty ‘bows, told him, “Lil’ nigga, grow up” (It’s Dolph)

[Verse 1]
Uncle Vic told me stay down with this shit ’til it blow up (I got you)
Smokin’ on some shit you not, got Wock-Wock in my soda (Dirty)
Used to sign for the packs, now I sign t-shirts and posters (It’s Dolph)
Drop five hundred racks to drop the top on that new Rolls truck (Woo, uh)
Balenciaga the drip (It’s Dolph)
First class, Dubai, take a trip (It’s Dolph)
Spend a little bit, stack all the chips (Stack it up)
I walk in Margiela and go crazy (Woo)
Can’t get money with me, you too lazy (Uh-uh)
One thing I ain’t never did was never ever ever let a bitch play me (Hell nah, sorry)
I put it down in the city, now I’m up, nigga (Hey, hey)
I used to eat a hundred P’s just for lunch, nigga (Woo)
I got fuck niggas recruitin’ other fuck niggas
Hustle hard, ain’t no such thing as luck, nigga

[Chorus]
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up)
We was down for so long, didn’t have no choice but to go up (Go up)
Pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up (Pour up)
Spendin’ racks in Neimans on my girl, watchin’ her glow up (Woo)
Rich nigga still in the neighborhood store eatin’ cold cuts (Yeah)
Street nigga, bitch, I’m in the Bentley doin’ donuts (Yeah)
Taught myself how to get millions, ain’t nobody show us (It’s Dolph)
Front my young nigga fifty ‘bows, told him, “Lil’ nigga, grow up” (It’s Dolph)

[Verse 2]
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up)
I just poured an eight of codeine in a Coca-Cola (Raw)
I make it look too easy, I carry my whole hood on my shoulders (Damn)
If money not in the equation, please do not approach us (Swear to God)
Cut my day-one nigga off because of jealousy (Damn)
Every day, I’ma get fresh and pour up medicine (Dirty)
Poured too much syrup by mistake because I’m heavy-handed
Bitch, I’m the plug best friend, you just a middleman (Ayy, fuck them niggas)
I don’t fuck with them niggas, I’m cut from a different cloth (Yeah, yeah)
Ask your CEO and your rap friends why they hate Dolph (Hah)
Rich nigga how I pop it on ’em (Pop it)
The top come off, so I dropped it on ’em
Paid 30K over sticker price, I had to cop it on ’em (Woo)

[Chorus]
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up (Hold up)
We was down for so long, didn’t have no choice but to go up (Go up)
Pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up (Pour up)
Spendin’ racks in Neimans on my girl, watchin’ her glow up (Woo)
Rich nigga still in the neighborhood store eatin’ cold cuts (Yeah)
Street nigga, bitch, I’m in the Bentley doin’ donuts (Yeah)
Taught myself how to get millions, ain’t nobody show us (It’s Dolph)
Front my young nigga fifty ‘bows, told him, “Lil’ nigga, grow up” (It’s Dolph)

[Outro]
Yeah
Ayy, I remember my mom and dad was livin’ in a one-room shack
Nowadays, I wake up in a mansion
Huh
I remember my mom and dad didn’t even have a car
I don’t wanna get started to nowadays, man
Ayy, man, half of that shit out there in my driveway, I can’t even spell that shit, man
On God
Huh
It’s Dolph
(Paper Route Business)

Young Dolph – Death Row Lyrics

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[Intro]
Let the BandPlay (Let the BandPlay, Let the BandPlay)
Six trucks, two drop tops, three coupes
Two four doors, three old schools
Hmm, and a whole lotta other shit I can’t think of right now
‘Cause I’m high as fuck, PaperRoute [?]

[Chorus]
Big boss, CEO, on that Suge shit (Let’s go)
I smoked a kilo, bagged a bag, on that Snoop shit
On that Dr. Dre shit, I’m still ruthless (Woo)
Thug Life, out ‘lone, on that Pac shit
Pull the trigger, let it sing, I’m on that clock shit (For real though)
I’m aimin’ for your top, bitch (For real though)
Take them heels off before you jump up in this drop, bitch
She ask how much cost [?] my coupe, that’s a lot bitch (Uh)

[Verse 1]
Ain’t no more purple so I’m drinkin’ yellow [?] (Tussle)
Got some choppers, got a plug, then I got rich (For real though)
Cashed out on three Lamborghinis, just to pop shit (For real though)
I brought the millions to the circle, nigga mob shit (Ayy, ayy)
I pray to God my son don’t get cursed for some shit I did (Please)
I hit ’em in the chest and tell ’em that the world his
I put it all on the line, ’cause I’m a gamblin’ nigga (Yeah, yeah)
Trip off my brother, motherfuckin’ phantom lil’ nigga (Yeah, yeah)
I can’t have this bitch, she let her phone stay dead for three days (Damn)
I just poured a eight of wock’ wock’, the picture coolin’ (Woo)
My barber get a hundo, everytime I get a new fade
Blue Aventador, blue diamonds hit the blue fling

[Chorus]
Big boss, CEO, on that Suge shit (Let’s go)
I smoked a kilo, bagged a bag, on that Snoop shit
On that Dr. Dre shit, I’m still ruthless (Woo)
Thug Life, out ‘lone, on that Pac shit
Pull the trigger, let it sing, I’m on that clock shit (For real though)
I’m aimin’ for your top, bitch (For real though)
Take them heels off before you jump up in this drop, bitch
She ask how much cost [?] my coupe, that’s a lot bitch (Uh)

[Verse 2]
Pour it ’til it’s dirty (Dirty)
My Glock got a thirty (Extendo)
Family know I’ma get this money, they ain’t gotta worry (Uh-uh)
Forgis when I’m swervin’ (Woah)
Wock, wock when I’m dirty (Wock’, wock’)
I’ma count paper when the birds start chirpin’ (Trap)
Ten karats solitaires, got my ears hurtin’ (Rocks)
I could never ever chase a bitch, it’s not worth it
The realest motherfucka I know is me but I ain’t perfect
Replace my ex bitch, I was flexin’ on purpose (Haha)
You look good but your baby daddy broke bitch (Yeah, yeah)
In the trap they love me like the pope bitch (Yeah, yeah)
Might as well go hang yourself with a rope bitch (Yeah)
They call me Dr. G.O.A.T., bitch

[Chorus]
Big boss, CEO, on that Suge shit (Let’s go)
I smoked a kilo, bagged a bag, on that Snoop shit
On that Dr. Dre shit, I’m still ruthless (Woo)
Thug Life, out ‘lone, on that Pac shit
Pull the trigger, let it sing, I’m on that clock shit (For real though)
I’m aimin’ for your top, bitch (For real though)
Take them heels off before you jump up in this drop, bitch
She ask how much cost [?] my coupe, that’s a lot bitch (That’s a lot bitch)