Tag: Danny Glover

Pi’erre Bourne – Groceries Lyrics

[Intro]
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

[Chorus]
(Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)

[Verse 1]
Like Soulja Boy, got stacks on deck
She too young, won’t pass the Tech
New bitch let a nigga Smash like Melee
Her old nigga a square Wayne Brady
I got racks, nigga, call me Eighty
Smokin’ the 80’s, since I was a baby
Steal your bike and I spray paint it
I’m from the concrete, you from the suburbs
My pockets thicker than peanut butter
Feelin’ like The Wayans, I need my brothers
Chain too cold, bitch, I need some covers
She come home with me, need rubbers
Sent her home, she live with her mother
I’m a hero to her baby brother
Color purple like I’m Danny Glover
My money talkin’ funny, it stutter

[Chorus]
(Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)

[Verse 2]
When I swerve in the Rover it beep like a bomb
I see the future, I can read my palm
Nigga played out like a CD-ROM
We get high like Cheech and Chong
Purple shit, yeah, look like a plum
Suck on it, yeah, she speakin’ in tongues
How you got bread but speakin’ on crumbs?
My chain too bright, your shit dull
Got some Soss, better get you some
Runnin’ it up ’til my legs get numb
Say you a rap-star, really a punk
I got a bae, she shakin’ her trunk
I got a bae, she lettin’ me dump
Lettin’ me beat like some African drums
Goin’ so hard like I’m playin’ one
‘Bout my bread, yeah, I’m ’bout my buns

[Chorus]
(Yo, Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)
Who you know get the bag like P? Get the cash like P?
Get it fast like me? (Ooh-ooh)

Tory Lanez – Just Got It Done Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Quarantine, quarantine, quarantine
Well, dammit, Bob, I won’t be a ghetto niggas in the hood’s uncle (Perfect)
If you look at her tig ol’ biddies (Calcium)
Straight out the doctor’s room to the OnlyFans, there she goes (Ain’t nobody got time for that)

[Chorus]
Oh, we already know, you just got it done
What it’s pokin’ out for? What it’s fallin’ out for?
What it’s fallin’ out for? What it’s fallin’ out for?
You just got it done, now you got ’em callin’ out, “Yo”
You done switched your number, but why they callin’ out for?
Heavy on the steppin’, but I’m walkin’ out slow
Heavy on the steppin’, but I walk, walk, walk, walk

[Verse 1]
Heavy on the steppin’, shawty bought herself a baby Benz
Seventy on sеven when she at thе gas station ’bout elevie I be steppin’
Danny Glover’s mitten bitch, I’m fuckin’ anythin’ I’m catchin’
I got fast money goin’ in, slow money goin’ up
Tryna find a way to money, baby boy I know the route
Had this bitch play me on the blog said we goin’ out
‘Set told us, “They’ll do anythin’, for clout”
She got a lot of ass, and she got a lot of mouth
She done tallied up the stripper money, got herself a house
We ain’t playin’, cat and mouse, but I’ll steal it, clap it out
[Chorus]
We already know, you just got it done
What it’s pokin’ out for? What it’s fallin’ out for?
What it’s fallin’ out for? What it’s fallin’ out for?
You just got it done, now you got ’em callin’ out, “Yo”
You done switched your number, but why they callin’ out for?
Heavy on the steppin’, but I’m walkin’ out slow
Heavy on the steppin’, but I walk, walk, walk, walk

[Verse 2]
Heavy on the steppin’, and I’m deadly with the cross
And I’m heavy with the checkin’ on the celly like a boss
Meal prep me when I check-in, I’m a walk to the bank
They gon’ let me put the check in
Shawty twerk that ass for me if I got, to pay up
Shake what your mama or yo’ doctor gave ya
Bust it back, oh, for real, you don’t gotta fake, uh
Last time you know you made it hot, Jamaica
You be doin’ numbers on your OnlyFans
Makin’ every nigga feel like they your only mans
You say you don’t strip on there, you just only dance
You tell me this the same shit that you would put on the ‘Gram
Talkin’ contour for ya and you poppin’ pretty
Now you only date niggas out the poppin’ cities
You ain’t fuckin’ unless the nigga got the dollars with him, ayy
(Tea)
[Chorus]
We already know, you just got it done
What it’s pokin’ out for? What it’s fallin’ out for?
What it’s fallin’ out for? What it’s fallin’ out for?
You just got it done, now you got ’em callin’ out, “Yo”
You done switched your number, but why they callin’ out for?
Heavy on the steppin’, but I’m walkin’ out slow
Heavy on the steppin’, but I walk, walk, walk, walk
Heavy on the steppin’, but I walk