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Think twice – Russ lyrics

These junkie a*s rappers basing brands off of drug addiction
And I’m the bad guy for calling it out? Lyrics Russ – Think twice
Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say s**t
So much fake s**t ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this (think twice)
This ain’t no average Joe s**t, this is everyday Russell
Joe got a day job, that’s an everyday struggle
This for all the slow rappers who subliminally diss
You can at it, you can text it but you’d rather be b*tch
But it’s hard to hear the hate over these waves crashing
I think your time is up, I think your waves crashing
All that fade catching you promoting s**t is all talk
The difference is my life is still lit when I log off, pus*y go head. Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say s**t
So much fake s**t ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this. F*ck these fake alliances
I don’t be buying s**t, it’s not in my interest
You be window shopping, I be buying it
I’m fly as sh*t versuri-lyrics.info
Just keep in mind what position you in
If you lucky I might make a song and diss you again
And when I say you, I meant you too
They call me Bono
Rappers sending subtweets, rappers stealing logos
Rappers feeling jumpy
Then bounce pus*y, pogo
This gon’ get a billion streams
This for the rappers who need promo
This for rappers who need other rappers hooks to go bronze
This for rappers who need other rappers shows to go on
These for rappers who still suck still
Six years later you still stuck still
Still on the uphill
There’s some rappers who won’t be here by the next June
There’s some rappers who still asking for some leg room
I just give em half a bar like they give themselves
I kick back and watch these losers go and kill themselves. You the one who got kids od’ing tryna be like you
And I’m the bad guy for calling it out?(think twice)
Yeah, yeahhh. Russ lyrics
Video twice Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say s**t
So much fake s**t ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this.

One hit wonder – Timeflies lyrics

Lyrics Timeflies – One hit wonder
Maybe it’s a vibe I give off
Maybe it’s the reason I’m all stressed out
Maybe if I tried a little
Maybe I just can’t help myself
Maybe this time is different
Then again maybe there’s no one else
But I don’t know why I didn’t
Ever start tellin’ you how I felt like
Fast forward, met her through a friend of a friend of a friend
Gettin’ close, start talkin’
Fast forward, sat there at the bar ’til the end of the night
Then we both start walkin’
City was quiet and we turn on my street
She looked me dead in the eye
Like really cutting me deep
She said you talk a big game, time to show me
Before it got real then she told me.(one hit wonder)
Said I don’t wanna be your one hit wonder
That you just keep playin’ again, playin’ again, oh
Playin’ again, playin’ again, oh
I don’t wanna be your one hit wonder
But if this is the one chance that I get
Then I’ll be the one you never forget. Timeflies lyrics
Video wonder I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna
I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna
I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna
I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna be, be your one hit wonder. ‘Cause baby, I don’t wanna be your one hit wonder
That you just keep playin’ again, playin’ again, oh
Playin’ again, playin’ again, oh
I don’t wanna be your one hit wonder
But if this is the one chance that I get
Then I’ll be the one you never forget. I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna
I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna
I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna
I don’t wanna be your one hit wonderrr. I don’t wanna be your one hit wonder
That you just keep playin’ again, playin’ again, oh
Playin’ again, playin’ again, oh
I don’t wanna be your one hit wonder
But if this is the one chance that I get
Then I’ll be the one you never forget. I know I haven’t been perfect, I know
You don’t deserve it the way that we go
This ain’t traditional, I’m on the road
Out of a suitcase and out of control
I keep on tellin’ you things I think you wanna hear
But you want me here versuri-lyrics.info
And goddammit, it’s like the minute you start pulling me close
Then you know that I’ll disappear
And you think I lie to you, baby, look how I lie to myself
‘Cause I feel the roof caving in, no I can’t find a way out
Sometimes I feel like all this pressure’s killing me
Look what it did to me, takin’ the real in me
Something so wrong with this industry
I spend all this time out tryin’ to make it
How could I not see
Should have know all along
It’s not you, it’s me. I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna
I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna
I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna
I don’t wanna be, I don’t wanna be, be your one hit wonder.

Keys – No Plug featuring Offset lyrics

Lyrics No Plug – Keys
Boy, you ain’t drop, you ain’t caught s**t
Talkin’ ’bout the Glock, you ain’t pop s**t
I got more keys than a locksmith
Put ten down and flip, do a cartwheel
Pick out what you want, get a bag or a key
Hundreds ’round, ’bout to get the kids out the street
Blue strip hundreds and they stack real neat
Versuri-lyrics.info
.. come and take a dive withhh. No Plug lyrics
Video No Plug

Rihanna Fenty Beauty Gets Rave Reviews For It’s 40 Shades

“In case you’re wondering about #FentyBeauty on dark skin, issa YES for me dawg,” she tweeted along with a photo of herself wearing the makeup. “Fenty Beauty was created for everyone: for women of all shades, personalities, attitudes, cultures, and races,” the pop singer wrote.. Thank you Fenty beauty and @badgalriri. “I wanted everyone to feel included.” Rihanna has been getting a lot of positive feedback from her fans and even some celebrities who have tried the products including Gabby Sidibe. I believe we are getting there slowly, and some day we are going to have too many and for all. That's amazing. pic.twitter.com/RRiFkvQKR6
— Gabby Sidibe (@GabbySidibe) September 9, 2017

I work at Sephora and I've NEVER SEEN SO MANY WOC IN OUR STORE. #melanin #fentybeauty #blackgirlmagic
A post shared by Nneoma Anosike (@ninioma) on Sep 8, 2017 at 11:01am PDT You started with a bang !!? But for now, we have 40 shades from Fenty Beauty to use! In case you're wondering about #FentyBeauty on dark skin, issa YES for me dawg. The pop star has been getting rave reviews for the products which are selling out fast in stores across the country. — Pink+White (@amir_ahhh) September 10, 2017

Representing one of the dark shades of foundation for @fentybeauty is an amazing thing not only because it was created by Rihanna but more importantly, that the beauty world for people of color has welcomed yet another brand that goes into understanding that we melanins have different undertones and shades- not just 3 but multiple! According to Rihanna, the beauty products were created for everyone and that is the reason why there are so many shades. Almost 10 of the shades are already completely sold out as noted on the Sephora website. This is for all the makeup brands who think the dark shades won’t sell well,” the magazine wrote on Twitter. Rihanna dropped 40 shades of foundation on the makeup industry on Friday when she launched her new makeup line Fenty Beauty. We have amazing brands representing us, yes, but not enough. Plus, all the deeper shades of fenty beauty are sold out. “The dark Fenty Beauty foundation shades are sold out everywhere! Meaning that I get a shade, you get a shade, and every freaking one of you can get a shade- so girl, go look! Some beauty magazines including Affinity Mag are praising Rihanna’s Fenty Beauty for its inclusiveness with darker skin women. Welcome to the makeup world!

XXXTentacion Defends Disturbing “Look At Me” Video

“So no matter how you look at it this video is an art form. Aside from the explicit lyrical content, the video also showcases footage of the Philando Castille, Rodney King, and Heather Hayes police shooting incident. “Martin Luther King fought for equity with passively expressing his mind and passively walking through the streets and expressing himself,” he added. XXXTentacion is defending his disturbing and violent new music video for his breakout hit single “Look At Me.”
The video stirred up some controversy on Tuesday when it premiered on YouTube while showcasing child lynching and students beating down a teacher. So I understand if you’re bothered obviously by the child being hung because it was obviously done for shock-value. In a series of videos posted on Instagram, XXXTentacion explained the video. XXXTentacion is also under fire for domestic abuse after details of his assault case made its way online. He also said that he does not regret anything that he previously said or did. I couldn’t hang a 40-year-old caucasian man and get the same response.”
The Ft. So the people that died in the video are real.”

XXXTentacion says that he used a child in the lynching scene for shock-value. #xxxtentacion explains his video for "look at me"
A post shared by DJ Akademiks (@akadmiks) on Sep 13, 2017 at 12:08pm PDT

#xxxtentacion explaining his video (part 2)
A post shared by DJ Akademiks (@akadmiks) on Sep 13, 2017 at 12:09pm PDT “No matter how you look at it, the three to four murders I showed, in the beginning were murders done by supremacist that was real, that white boy is still alive. The child lynching scene at the end of the video was particularly disturbing for some viewers and after that X went on a monologue addressing race and equality in America. “It’s an art form and something that you’re supposed to take seriously,” he said. Lauderdale rapper says that he will be doing a full-length interview sometime soon to fully give his views on opinion about the message that he is sending in the video.

Popcaan – El Chapo Lyrics

[Intro]
Yo yo
El-El Gringo, El Gringo, El Chapo, El Chapo
Boy violate and the chopper dem chop you
Unruly fucking boss
Me ova dweet
Put the ‘K pon repeat
Bullet inna face, anuh feet
Lef’ shell pon the street
Make pure squady see it
Boy gone with the worm fi go sleep
[Verse 1]
Empty the MAC19 inna your face and gone
So real badman kill dem
Police come find dem dead pon the street like dog
M1 rifle a sting dem
Bere one stepper boy give you 1
Pussy, man a bad from day one
Buss out dem head, me no spare man
When mi rifle a spray like Baygon, dawg
Gunshot connect like three way
Slap out dem head pon the freeway
Boy body drop inna middle day
When Grabba Dawg squeeze up the mini ‘K
Pussy dem think dem evil yet
Empty the Intratec inna your pee pee breath
Killy step up inna dem place, bullet inna dem face when dem a watch stage show pon internet
Mmm
Watch the boy neat, and send him home
Down a Madden, pon the ice him chilling out
Coffin and wreath dem picking out
You love chat, gunshot never miss your mouth
Him friend dem a yap a lot
True dem a lack a Glock
Wha’ dem a do?…
If the pussy dem bad, tell dem, “Run in!”
A gunshot a burn him, yeah
[Chorus]
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
Evil head, evil head
Evil medz, evil medz
Evil head, evil head
Man a real Killy Killy
Killy Killy, mmm
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
Evil head, evil head
Evil medz, evil medz
Evil head, evil head
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
[Verse 2]
Pull up pon dem ends inna the Honda Stream
White line just a beat up the laser beam
With the M16, it’s a page me give him
Buss him head inna the traffic, everybody a see him
Double tap, fully auto grains a beat off
No pussy can’t call Unruly weak heart
Shot a knock inna your chest, no shoot no knee part
If you don’t mean it, no make no cheap talk
3 West, Braeton, Naggo Head
Killy dem no ‘fraid fi lef’ a clip inna dem dread
30 inna clip, and me got one inna the head
And anytime me buck dem up, a ten inna dem head
Big MAC90 me lift up
Pussy dem see the fire ball and shit up
Boy a run fi him life and trip up
Iron dog bark, volcano a erupt
Oh! [Chorus]
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
Evil head, evil head
Evil medz, evil medz
Evil head, evil head
Man a real Killy Killy
Killy Killy, mmm
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
Evil head, evil head
Evil medz, evil medz
Evil head, evil head
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
[Outro]
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
El Chapo, El Chapo, El Chapo, dawg
Killy Killy
Killy Killy
Evil head, evil head
Evil medz, evil medz
Evil head, evil head
Man a real Killy Killy
Killy Killy…

Chief Keef – Gotta Sack (Remix) Lyrics

[Hook: Chief Keef]
I got a sack now
Try us, it’s mac rounds
Call us 30 clips, shawty blow your back down
You can’t turn me down
‘Cause this is that loud
I ain’t the mans, bitch? Shit, how that sound? Just for a fact, now
I got a sack now
I love to stunt, bitch
I act a ass, now (x2)
[Verse 1: Jay J]
If you call that loud, please invest in something louder/
Red beam you can see it from the Eiffel Tower/
But that’s only if you disrespect me while I’m getting allowance wit my niggas/
Why y’all be smoking that midget?/
Getting this high, don’t attempt it/
ASAP this shit can get rocky/
I’m getting that paper, come watch me/
My nigga come watch me/
Bitch nigga I ain’t tryna match/
For a fact that shit you smoking is trash/
Weed smell all in my bag/
On my homies dash, ashes and wraps/
Won’t you go head’ and just turn up the bass/
I mean the bass/
You think your shit’s hot
But really it ain’t/
Hearing you rap is like spit in the face/
I’m wrapping this up with some glue and some tape/
Breaking it down so you can relate/
So high that I’m in a daze/
Orange hairs glisten with the crystals on the face/
Ghost OG right now’s my favorite/

King Krule – Dum Surfer Lyrics

Ay
Some things won’t change for a while
So keep me as the villain
But my prayer, you don’t own Dumb Surfer is giving me his cash, won a bet for fifty and now I need a slash
Man this band that’s playing, is playing fucking trash
Skunk and onion gravy, as my brains potato mash
He came across the back of a bureaucratic stash
Shot the lot for credit
And never got it back
He’s smashed im mashed we’re mashed
That cat got slashed in half like that
As venus completes orbit
I’m feeling slightly mashed
The stir fry didn’t absorb it I need another slash
She spoke in English it was low lit where we sat
Remembering her face but that’s the end of that
I’m a step from madness as I puke on pavement slabs
Got a bit embarrassed need to get back to the lab
In the depths of traffic I was feeling like we crashed
With a girl from Slovak in a European cab
From a set of habits I can see momentums mashed
If we were commuting this train would fucking crash
Now my brains diluting I suffer from whiplash
Getting lashed getting lashed by all of the gods
By all of the gods
As my brains diluting I suffer from whiplash
This girl’s now screaming
I think we’ve gone and crashed
The driver’s speaking
And the car is still intact it was only minor well that’s the end of that
Girl that’s the end of that as we know
Girl some things you don’t know
(Dumb surfer)
(Dont suffer) X2?

Justin Bieber – Going Down Lyrics

‘Cause I can feel so many sensations right now
[Pre-Chorus: Justin Bieber]
No, no, no, no regrets
I’ll take control of it
I’ll give you all of it, when I say that, I mean all of it
All of it, yes I will
All of it, yes I will
Ooooh, oh
[Chorus: Justin Bieber]
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
[Verse 2: Justin Bieber]
I love it when I feel your sexy body layin’ next to me
Woah, oh, oh
When we look into each other’s eyes I’m feelin’ like it’s destiny
Ooh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
No one can feel the love that I feel right now
It’s like a drug and I can’t slow down
I wanna tell you, but I don’t know how
So I turn the lights down ’cause it’s feelin’ right now
[Pre-Chorus: Justin Bieber]
No, no, no, no regrets
I’ll take control of it
I’ll give you all of it, when I say that, I mean all of it
All of it, yes I will
All of it, yes I will
Ooooh, oh
[Chorus: Justin Bieber]
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
How it’s goin’, how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how, that’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
Goin’, how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
How it’s goin’, how it’s goin’ down
[Verse 3]
I wanna do it in the right time
Yeah I only wanna see you in your right mind
I don’t really wanna see you in the night time
Yeah I wanna be the one to make your light shine
I wanna do it in the right time
Yeah I only wanna see you in your right mind
I don’t really wanna see you in the night time
Yeah I wanna be the one to make your light shine
[Chorus: Justin Bieber]
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
How it’s goin’ down, that’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
How it’s goin’, how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how, that’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
Goin’, how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
How it’s goin’, how it’s goin’ down [Chorus: Justin Bieber]
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
That’s just how it’s goin’ down lately
[Verse 1: Justin Bieber]
Yes I’ll give you the low down, baby
Just take it nice and slow, now, baby
Tell me, can you feel the vibrations?

The Game – Heaven 4 A Gangster Lyrics

(Uhh)
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? [Chorus]
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? (Uhh)
[Verse 2]
God, forgive me for my sins
World full of bitch niggas
Lord, keep me out the pen
Keep my sons on the right track
My daughter on her momma side
Let the wind hit my baby face, its gonna be homicide
You don’t father like I father, nigga
I father kids and I father niggas
I done been on Lil’ Yachty
Shot crips with Lil’ Uzi
Got bricks from the Migos
And my is bitch bad and boujee
Every time I turn around
Somebody trying to sue me
And old friends turn colors
Like Notorious B.I.G., Coogi
I promise this ain’t a movie, my nigga
This ain’t on Netflix
This is every time you in the club, we gonna set trip
Another dead body on the dance floor
That’s what them hood niggas do, when them bands low
Red rag on my head, I’m still Rambo
Fuck a pistol, what these hands for? (Uhh)
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? [Intro]
Can’t forget about my OG Heron
My nigga’ Montreal
My nigga’ 2Pac
Hussein Fatal
And Kadafi
[Verse 1]
It’s like riding down Greenleaf
Dre Day, smokin’ green leaf (uhh)
Draco’ in the front seat
And just to think, I made all this off one key
Hurricane
Two feet in Compton, one deep
Can’t ride with me, ‘less I’m Pimp C and you Bun B
My flag ain’t got no stars on it, fuck my country
Get your toupée knocked off tryin’ Donald Trump me
I’m the OG to the YG’s
You ain’t seen what I seen
My cousin Tasha shot in the stomach, pregnant at 19
She died, but the baby kept stompin’
That how hard us little niggas come up
Born and raised in Compton
We earned this shit, learnt this shit
City used to be all white
Look how we turnt this shit
2Pac turning in his grave from all this nonsense
A little soldier ain’t from Bompton
I put that on the homies
[Bridge]
God said in the last days there would be times of difficulty. (Uhh)
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? This calls for wisdom. (Uhh)
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? For people would become lovers of self, lovers of money, proud, too arrigant, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy, heartless, unappeasable, slanderous without self-control. Let the one who has understanding calculate the number of the beast. (Uhh)
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? (Uhh) Lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God. fuck Donald Trump, homie
[Chorus]
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta? (Uhh)
Is there heaven 4 a gangsta, gangsta, gangsta?

Russ – Think Twice Lyrics

Yeah, yeah [Chorus]
Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say shit
So much fake shit ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this (yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1]
This ain’t no average Joe shit, this is everyday Russell
Joe got a day job, that’s an everyday struggle
This for all the slow rappers who subliminally diss
You can at it, you can text it but you’d rather be bitch
But it’s hard to hear the hate over these waves crashing
I think your time is up, I think your waves crashing
All that fade catching you promoting shit is all talk
The difference is my life is still lit when I log off, pussy go head
[Chorus]
Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say shit
So much fake shit ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this (yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Fuck these fake alliances
I don’t be buying shit, it’s not in my interest
You be window shopping, I be buying it
I’m fly as shit
Just keep in mind what position you in
If you lucky I might make a song and diss you again
And when I say you, I meant you too
They call me Bono
Rappers sending subtweets, rappers stealing logos
Rappers feeling jumpy
Then bounce pussy, pogo
This gon’ get a billion streams
This for the rappers who need promo
This for rappers who need other rappers hooks to go bronze
This for rappers who need other rappers shows to go on
(Go off)
These for rappers who still suck still
Six years later you still stuck still
Still on the uphill
There’s some rappers who won’t be here by the next June
There’s some rappers who still asking for some leg room
I just give em half a bar like they give themselves
I kick back and watch these losers go and kill themselves
[Chorus]
Lose, lose conversations
I’m ’bout to lose patience
Said this in the basement
I can’t front now
It’s takin’ everything in me not to say shit
So much fake shit ever since I made it
I won’t ever be quiet cause I’m famous
Y’all gon’ hate this (yeah, yeah)
[Outro]
These junkie ass rappers basing brands off of drug addiction
And I’m the bad guy for calling it out? You the one who got kids od’ing tryna be like you
And I’m the bad guy for calling it out?

Gucci Mane – Curve Lyrics

(Now)
I’ll be right back at the top now
I’ll be right back at the top now
I got your girl on my finger
Blowin’ my phone like she’s single
Blowin’ my phone like I’m Cee-Lo (damn)
Somebody needs to come get her (like damn)
[Chorus: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane]
Like, “Woo!”
With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I know you want the Birkin
Baby, are you worth it? Go! I got the kind of wood that make a woman lose her mind
I’m young, rich and handsome, baby, I’m one of a kind
Just keep it real with me, baby, it won’t cost you a dime (Gucci!)
I know you got expensive taste and I don’t even mind
[Chorus: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane]
Like, “Woo!”
With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work (got that work)
I know you want the Birkin
Baby, are you worth it? [Verse 1: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane]
The kid back on the whiskey
Virginia Black got me tipsy
I’m in L.A. [Intro: Gucci Mane & The Weeknd]
Huh, Gucci
XO (yeah)
1-0 (yeah)
1-7 (yeah)
Brrr! like I’m Nipsey
Spanish girls wanna kiss me
A nigga wanna come and diss me
And put a hex like a gypsy
They kill themselves, no wrist bleed
Got suicides on my SV
She do it all for the Fendi
She do it all for the Gucci (Gucci!)
Baby girl wanna choose me
She wanna use and abuse me
I know she wanna text me (wow)
I know she wanna sex me (damn)
50 thou’ make her neck freeze
Fuck her once like “next, please” (brrr, brrr)
My nigga, who would’ve thought? Brrr! [Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Say I, a star was born last night
Way you showed out on that dick, girl, you performed last night
That’s why you deserve that first class flight
Bye bye, ’cause I just quenched your thirst last night
I’m in Dubai
Somebody tell the prince that the kingpin has arrived
If I lived over here, I’d prolly have one hundred wives (damn!)
Walkin’ in the club and they like, “Gucci just arrived” (Gucci!)
I ordered up a dub and then I threw it in the sky
I told her I’m iight, now she look like she surprised (I’m iight)
She look like a model, but a devil in disguise
All these chains on me, I look like Dion in his prime
You know you came to fuck, so why the fuck we wastin’ time? (Huh?)
My nigga, who would’ve thought now? (You know Wop) With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work (brrr)
I need to know for certain (it’s Gucci!)
Tell me, are you worth it? With the curve (with the curve, it’s Gucci!)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work
I need to know for certain
Tell me, are you worth it?

NADINE COYLE – Go To Work lyrics

Go to work, work, work, work, work, work
[Verse 1]
Sunlight wakes me up
Say good morning
Then I’m rolling
I’m still holding on to you
Seven forty five
The day is dawning
[Pre]
Tell me what I gotta do to
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Tell me what I gotta do to
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Tell me what I gotta do to
[Chorus]
Why don’t you go to work, do your nine to five
Gotta treat me right, you need to earn your stripes
Why don’t you do your thing
Bring the money home just like mama done
Why don’t you go to work
Why don’t you go to work
Do your nine to five
Gotta treat me right
You need to earn your stripes
Why don’t you do your thing
Bring the money home just like mama done
Why don’t you go to work
[Hook]
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
What I gotta do
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
What I gotta do
[Verse 2]
Now you’re acting up
I think it’s stalling
Appreciation boy
That’s all I need from you
Don’t apologise
Just give me something
[Pre]
Tell me what I gotta do to
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Tell me what I gotta do to
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Get you up in the morning
Tell me what I gotta do to
[Chorus]
Why don’t you go to work, do your nine to five
Gotta treat me right, you need to earn your stripes
Why don’t you do your thing
Bring the money home just like mama done
Why don’t you go to work
Why don’t you go to work
Do your nine to five
Gotta treat me right
You need to earn your stripes
Why don’t you do your thing
Bring the money home just like mama done
Why don’t you go to work
[Hook]
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
What I gotta do
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
Why don’t you go work
What I gotta do
[Outro]
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home (what I gotta do)
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home (what I gotta do)
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home (what I gotta do)
When I come home, When I come home
Just a little bit of love when I come home
What I gotta do

Curve – Gucci Mane feat. The Weeknd lyrics

Gucci Mane lyrics
Lyrics Gucci Mane Like, “Woo!”
With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work (got that work)
I know you want the Birkin
Baby, are you worth it? like I’m Nipsey
Spanish girls wanna kiss me
A nigga wanna come and diss me
And put a hex like a gypsy
They kill themselves, no wrist bleed
Got suicides on my SV
She do it all for the Fendi
She do it all for the Gucci
Baby girl wanna choose me
She wanna use and abuse me
I know she wanna text me (wow)
I know she wanna s*x me (damn)
50 thou’ make her neck freeze
F**k her once like “next, please”
My nigga, who would’ve thought? (Now)
I’ll be right back at the top now
I’ll be right back at the top now
I got your girl on my finger
Blowin’ my phone like she’s single
Blowin’ my phone like I’m Cee-Lo (damn)
Somebody needs to come get her.(curve)
Like, “Woooo!”
With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I know you want the Birkin
Baby, are you worth it? Say I, a star was born last night
Way you showed out on that dick, girl, you performed last night
That’s why you deserve that first class flight
Bye bye, ’cause I just quenched your thirst last night
I’m in Dubai versuri-lyrics.info
Somebody tell the prince that the kingpin has arrived
If I lived over here, I’d prolly have one hundred wives (well damn)
Walkin’ in the club and they like, “Gucci just arrived” (Gucci!)
I ordered up a dub and then I threw it in the sky
I told her I’m iight, now she look like she surprised (I’m iight)
She look like a model, but a devil in disguise
All these chains on me, I look like Dion in his prime
You know you came to f**k, so why the f**k we wastin’ time? I got the kind of wood that make a woman lose her mind
I’m young, rich and handsome, baby, I’m one of a kind
Just keep it real with me, baby, it won’t cost you a dime (Gucci!)
I know you got expensive taste and I don’t even mind. Lyrics Gucci Mane – Curve
The kid back on the whiskey
Virginia Black got me tipsy
I’m in L.A. (You know Woppp). (Huh?)
My nigga, who would’ve thought now? Like, “Woo!”
With the curve (with the curve, it’s Gucci!)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it (don’t deserve it)
I got that work
I need to know for certain
Tell me, are you worth it? Like, “Woo!”
With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it (don’t deserve it)
I got that work (brrr)
I need to know for certain (it’s Gucci!)
Tell me, are you worth it?

Beast mode – A boogie wit da Hoodie lyrics

Beast mode (yeah)
Go beast mode
Ballin’ so hard, yeah they think I got the cheat code (huh)
I got the cheat code
Spent two bands on some mothaf*ckin’ jeans hoe
Those is Mike Amiri jeans though
Yeah, bad little b*tch, yeah she came from Puerto Rico
Yeah, she a freak hoe (huh)
I don’t really wanna fall in love with a freak hoe
Yeah, she a freak hoe
Huh, ballin’ so hard they gon’ think I got the cheat code
They gon’ think I got the cheat code, yeahhh. Beast mode (yeah)
Go beast mode
Ballin’ so hard, yeah they think I got the cheat code (huh)
I got the cheat code
Spent two bands on some mothaf*ckin’ jeans hoe
Those is Mike Amiri jeans though
Yeah, bad little b*tch, yeah she came from Puerto Rico
Yeah, she a freak hoe (huh)
I don’t really wanna fall in love with a freak hoe
Yeah, she a freak hoe
Huh, ballin’ so hard they gon’ think I got the cheat code
They gon’ think I got the cheat code, yeah. Lyrics A Boogie wit da Hoodie – Beast mode
Beast mode (yeah)
Go beast mode
Ballin’ so hard, yeah they think I got the cheat code (huh)
I got the cheat code
Spent two bands on some mothaf*ckin’ jeans hoe
Those is Mike Amiri jeans though
Yeah, bad little b*tch, yeah she came from Puerto Rico
Yeah, she a freak hoe (huh)
I don’t really wanna fall in love with a freak hoe
Yeah, she a freak hoe
Huh, ballin’ so hard they gon’ think I got the cheat code
They gon’ think I got the cheat code, yeahhh. A boogie wit da hoodie lyrics
Video mode I don’t gotta do it
NBA gon’ follow up, but nigga Rock’ll do it
Yeah, but f*ck it I’ma do it
I got a 40 with a drum and I know how to use it
It go, with the beat I told ’em it’s the music
See the pinky ring when throw up the W
I gotta keep a pistol in my Bentley coupe, yeah
Don’t get too comfortable, yeah
My Patek too flooded up, yeah
Got a Rollie but I f*cked it up, yeah
We don’t know about a 1 on 1
We don’t f*ck with them if they don’t f*ck with us, yeah. Huh, man I swear I be so faded
I almost forgot that I was famous
Last night I almost popped a nigga
He got too close, he had a hoodie on, he wanted a picture
He ain’t even think that I was about to smoke him like a f*cking swisher
I can’t afford it, I got a daughter you won’t catch me slippin’
Yeah, I should be gettin’ realer, I be gettin’ richer
But I just spent up on my neck could pay a b*tch tuition
All my diamonds they be dancin’ like they New Edition
I mix the Louis and Supreme that’s limited edition
f*ck ya b*tch and now ya b*tch she missin’
Yeah, mothaf*cka I’m in…
Beast mode (yeah)
Go beast mode
Ballin’ so hard, yeah they think I got the cheat code (huh)
I got the cheat code
Spent two bands on some mothaf*ckin’ jeans hoe
Those is Mike Amiri jeans though
Yeah, bad little b*tch, yeah she came from Puerto Rico
Yeah, she a freak hoe (huh)
I don’t really wanna fall in love with a freak hoe
Yeah, she a freak hoe versuri-lyrics.info
Huh, ballin’ so hard they gon’ think I got the cheat code
They gon’ think I got the cheat code, yeahhh. f*ck her with my jeans on, f*ck her with my chains on
She like how I be kicking she might think that I’m from Hong Kong
Everybody turn yo’ power off if yo’ phone’s on
Hoe you gon’ get slapped up in yo’ s**t using the wrong tone
PnB got us all milly rocking with his song on
A Boogie just walked up in the party with his hoodie on
You know me, rollin’ off the pills, strapped up with that chrome
Hoe, don’t walk up smilin’ in my face if I can’t take you home
Baby girl I’m leaning right now on a 4
You know I’m going hard when it’s time for beast mode
I’m turnt up, I’m out my body, I’m in crunch mode
40 Glock up in my pocket you don’t wanna know.

Jimmy Wopo – Came Home

Put paint and some rims on a Nissan
Got young shootas outta D-1
I got this juice like Capri Sun
I’m in the game like the superdome
Get posted on like Karl Malone
Take down the beef and we eat the bones
You betta run the hyena home
Shittin’ on niggas I’m Mr. [Chorus]
Came home wit’ a check
I spent like 4 on my neck
Came home with a tech
I put that all on lil deck
Came home doin’ good
There ain’t a reason to stress
Came home to the hood
I put that shit on the Nets
[Verse]
I’m on the stoop gonna take one
This not rerun
She watchin’ wovies like Morgan
This ain’t a Freeman
Watchu gon’ do when you blow up? Jones
Fuck signin’ deals I don’t need a loan
I’m up so high I’ma need a drone
(Lean got me shinin’ in downtown)
First day I spent more bands
On a nigga head before he hit the can
Eatin ‘hana soon as I land
Steak and shrimp do the Beni dance
Probation on me so I need the xans
I’m fallin’ over can’t keep my stance
I’m [?] like fuck durant
I’m on the cheese like a Packers fan
We got the gun from out pakistan
I’m on the chicken no pack of ranch
I pick the bass and it’s underhand
With the [?] in my other hand
All this color money in my rubber band
Like young niggas in the soccer van
Banana clips on Tarzans
100 shots in my car band
[Chorus x2]
Came home wit’ a check
I spent like 4 on my neck
Came home with a tech
I put that all on lil deck
Came home doin’ good
There ain’t a reason to stress
Came home to the hood
I put that shit on the Nets

In Real Life – Eyes Closed

[Verse 1: Chance Perez]
Hey, love
What you doing later? ‘Cause I’ve got a great place to take you
I’ll be on, on my best behavior
‘Cause I want you illuminated
[Pre-Chorus: Drew Ramos]
There’s something ’bout the way your mind works
It might be how you’re looking at the world
It’s deeper than your looks and your curves
There’s something ’bout you
[Chorus: All]
I can feel it in your heart
I can hear it in your tone
I can see it in the dark
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful
I can hear it in your words
And it feels so good, it hurts
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful
I wish you could see what, see what I’m seeing
Feel what I’m feeling
I can feel it in your heart
I can hear it in your tone
I can see it in the dark
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful

[Verse 2: Brady Tutton]
God, help me
I’m wrapped around your finger
My friends think I’m hallucinating
When you’re gone, all I do is think of you, lady
So, God, help me
[Pre-Chorus: Sergio Calderon]
There’s something ’bout the way your mind works
It might be how you’re looking at the world
It’s deeper than your looks and your curves
There’s something ’bout you
[Chorus: All]
I can feel it in your heart
I can hear it in your tone
I can see it in the dark
Even with my eyes closed you’re beautiful
I can hear it in your words
And it feels so good, it hurts
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful
I wish you could see what, see what I’m seeing
Feel what I’m feeling
I can feel it in your heart
I can hear it in your tone
I can see it in the dark
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful

[Verse 3: Michael Conor]
Holy smokes, I’m lucky
She the homie, she so funny
Watch her racing to the money
We just crashing on these dummies
From a princess to a queen
To the finer things to impress her
She a real one so I never gotta question
[Bridge: Drew Ramos]
I can feel it in your heart
I can hear it in your tone
I can see it in the dark
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful
Even with my eyes closed
[Chorus: All]
I can feel it in your heart
I can hear it in your tone
I can see it in the dark
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful
I can hear it in your words
And it feels so good, it hurts
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful
I wish you could see what, see what I’m seeing
Feel what I’m feeling
I can feel it in your heart
I can hear it in your tone
I can see it in the dark
Even with my eyes closed, you’re beautiful

[Outro]
Even with my, even with my, even with my eyes closed (even with my eyes closed)
Even with my, even with my, even with my eyes closed
Even with my eyes closed

Harry Styles – The Chain (Fleetwood Mac Cover) (In The Live Lounge) (Live)

Listen to the wind blow, watch the sun rise
Running in the shadows, damn your love, damn your lies
And if, you don’t love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)
And if you don’t love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)
Listen to the wind blow, down comes the night
Running in the shadows, damn your love, damn your lies
Break the silence, damn the dark, damn the light
And if you don’t love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)
And if you don’t love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)
And if you don’t love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)
Chain keep us together (running in the shadow)

Bhad Bhabie – From The D To The A

You still riding coach now bitch, I’m on the private jet
Down with the win now I’m getting to it
Got deals on the line (pssh!) bitch you stupid 600 hundreds, what’s that 60 bands? Keep adding up now this knot can’t fit in my hands
You cannot relate, I been eating good
You can’t find a plate
Talking shit off in my comments
But my bank account is straight
Somebody tell these hoes to get a life
I’m on my spend whatever shit
So I don’t pay attention to the price
Like, ten bands, fifty bands got all kind of dough
Garage feelin’ haunted ain’t no spirits I just copped a ghost
Hair stand up on my arm cause my wrist cold
Take my Rollie off before the fame make that bitch fold
Sit these hoes pockets just for talking reckless
She a finesse, easy for her to cop a check bitch
Smack her down then it’s over, yeah that neck done
Lesson learned, now to tell your friends, I’m not the one
I was 6 figure rich now, I’m 7 up
Broke hoe, your record deal worth 11 bucks

You scared while I’m in town
Here’s the addy, you should pop up
Spend the money like I never lift the peddle up
Got popped for blowing gas after court
People tryna violate me so I keep my convo short
I don’t know you hoes, I ain’t tryna hang with ya
I’m just tryn get these bands
Ain’t here to play no games wit ya
Tats in my skin, racks in my purse
He was talkin’ down, I made his girl put it in reverse
Dealing with probation, got no life
And shit it could be worse
5 lawyers handling my case, it keep me free to work
My ex bestie leaked my number and my addy sharing info with the courts
Tryna partner with my daddy
But I’m still roaming free bitch when you see me bitch don’t dap me
Or I’ll be running on your heels
You better run it like a track meet [Verse]
Fuck the ops, run a lil hoe out her socks
I got money like I’m trappin’, but I been left the block though
Bitches hear I’m laying where they stay
Now they scared, wanna lock doors, runnin’ up this place
I ain’t worried bout no mad hoes, I ain’t worried bout no hoe
All these brands wanna give me checks, I put something on it 50 bands, not a penny less
Why you bitches penniless, you rode a Bentley yet?

Bryson Tiller – Run Me Dry

Baby, I could care less for you
Trust, I’m not even sweating you
You ran me dry, bet it gets to you (Oh yeah)
Out of respect for you
I curved bitches on the internet for you
I lost all respect for you
Baby, it’s my turn to flex on you
[Chorus]
You’re running me dry
Oh girl, you’re running me dry
Cried my last tear drop
Saw bad when I told ’em bring it here
Drop down, pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
Drop that, down, Imma pick it up, up, up
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
Oh, you tryna roll
Let’s go
Let’s go, yeah
Oh, you’re the reason I even
Saw bad when I told her bring it here
Drop down, pick it up, up, up
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go
Drop that, down Imma pick it up, up, up
Swing it around, Imma go, go, go [Verse 1]
I think she love me, ’cause I got the check on me
Wan’ spend the day and flex on me
Put a curse and hex on me
Scratch out my name, put the X on me
You should come check on me
Talk dirty and caress on me
Fuck it, might as well get undressed for me
Love how you get that pussy wet for me
Put a lot of stress on me
You used to obsess for me
Call the station and request for me
You done went and got a big head on me
[Chorus]
You’re running me dry
Oh girl, you’re running me dry
Cried my last tear drop
Saw bad when I told her "Bring it here"
Drop down, pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go go go
Drop that, down, Imma pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go go go
Oh, you tryna roll
Let’s go
Let’s go, oh yeah
Oh, you’re the reason I even
Saw bad when I told her "Bring it here"
Drop down, pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go go go
Drop that, down Imma pick it up up up
Swing it around, Imma go go go

[Verse 2]
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Used to break my neck for you
Spend my paycheck on you
Put my account in the red for you
Damn near put myself in debt for you
You made me obsessed for you
Thought I had the same effect on you
Couldn’t see I was the best for you
Now you gotta figure out what’s next for you
Now you feel regret, oh, do you?