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Dr. Dre – Kush Lyrics

DREKush Lyrics
[Hook]
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
[Dr Dre]
Now this that puff puff pass shit
That Cheech and Chong glass shit
Blunts to the head, kush spillin’ no mattress
Speed boat traffic, bitches automatic
Cross that line, f**k around and get yo ass kicked
We roll shit that burn slow as f**king malasis
Probably won’t pass it, smoke it till the last hit
Down to the ashes, Mary J. Shit kush till my mind gone
What you think Im on
Eyes low, Im blown
High as a muthaf**ka, aint no question bout it
Niggas say smoke me out, yea I really doubt it
Im Bob Marley reincarnated, so faded
So If you want it
You know yo nigga homie,
You can put it in a zag or a blunt and get blunted
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale
[Akon]
I know you tryna get high
Type of shit that have ya leaning sideways
Make her work for this suicide
Holla at me cuz I got it all day
No need to fly to Jamaica
Quarter ganja, we can get the same thing
You want that bom bom biggy, holla at my niggi right here in LA
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale
We get that kush, we blow on the best smoke
Inhale slow, no choke
Make yo ass choke
Hold up wait a minute
You can go put it back
Cuz what you got in yo sack boy, it aint that
Aint that Kush, we blow on the best smoke
Inhale slow, no choke
Make yo ass choke
(inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale) a bad bitch
Andre 3001 another classic
Go ahead ask him bitches, bout “how I be smokin’ out”
Party all night, yea its goin’ down
Order rounds, we smokin’ quarter pounds of that good stuff
O yea we smokin’ all night
Yea puff puff pass that shit right here
Nigga, better than my last batch, caramel complexion and her ass black
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale,
[Akon]
I know you tryna get high
Type of shit that have ya leaning sideways
Make her work for this suicide
Holla at me cuz I got it all day
No need to fly to Jamaica
Quarter ganja, we can get the same thing
You want that bom bom biggy, holla at my niggi right here in LA
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put some beats up in it
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put some beats up in it
[Snoop Dogg]
Still I am
Tighter than the pants on Will.I.Am
Backthrow, back still, I have a pound in my backpack
Next to where the swishas at, smokin’ presidential
Got some bubba, I give me that
Need it for my cataracts
Four hoes, and I’m the pimp, in my Cadillac
You can tell them Cali back
Matter fact, they a know, this aint Dro
Get a whiff of that
No it aint no seeds in my sack
You aint never gottta ask dawg
What he smokin’ on? DR.

Barbra Streisand – The Kind Of Man A Woman Needs Lyrics

BARBRA STREISANDThe Kind Of Man A Woman Needs Lyrics
Handsome, no, my man ain’t handsome
But there’s a trace of a wondrous grace
In his weary face
Life has done its best to break him
But his strength and courage
Make him just the kind of man a woman needs
Tender, he ain’t always tender
But in his eyes something warm and wise
Lifts me to the skies
If his heart ain’t always showing
It’s a comfort just to know him
He’ s the kind of man a woman needs
Sometimes he’ll grow angry
At some foolish things I do
Than he’ll forgive to spare me pain
Times he’ll know I’m troubled
So he’ll laugh to cheer me through
Till my heart is light
As Summer rain…mmm…
No, my man ain’t youthful
That time’s gone by
But his head is high
And his dreams won’t die
Though he’s had his share of sorrow
He looks forward to tomorrow
He’s the kind of man a woman needs
He’s the kind of man a woman needs…

13 To The Gallows – Boots And Blood Lyrics

13 TO THE GALLOWSBoots And Blood Lyrics
“Boots and Blood”
Verse
On the other side of the tracks I’ve walked
Alone most of my life
And all I’ve got in my pocket’s the same
Rusted old razor knife
Chorus
I’m movin’ on now
There are no souls around
Trouble here I’ve found
Goes beyond boots and blood
Boots and blood
Verse
Some never know what it’s like to be wanted
I had a demon who wanted me
Until that day she strolled right out of my life
Oh lord, now I’ll never be free
(Chorus)
Verse
Far away, is where I make my stand
No one around to stone me
There I lay in the sweet blue grass
Forget about you my one and only
(Chorus)

Siti Nurhaliza – Ya Maulai Lyrics

SITI NURHALIZAYa Maulai Lyrics
Andai permata, andai permata jadi hiasan
(Ya Maulai Ya Maulai)
Jari ku mudah, jariku mudah sembuh lukanya
(Ya Maulai)
Bagai sutera dalam lukisan
Hidup ku indah warnanya
(Ya Maulai Ya Maulai)
Baru menguntum, baru menguntum kemboja rimbun
(Ya Maulai Ya Maulai)
Mekar harumnya, mekar harumnya seri halaman
(Ya Maulai)
Hendak ku minum mustika embun
Agar tersua idaman
(Ya Maulai Ya Maulai)
(Kata bagai pendita)
Bukan racun berbisa
(Besar hajat di hati)
Semoga ‘kan diberkati
(Kau dipayungi awan)
Begitulah impian
(Bersungguhnya harapan)
Selagi nyawa di badan
(Ya Maulai)
Pintaku padamu bintang
Kirimkan aku sinarmu
Moga jadi kencana
Hiasan kasih dijiwa ku
Pesan ku padamu sayang
Bawalah pulang hatiku
Moga ‘kan selamanya
Engkau bernafas di sisiku
(ulang dari 1 hingga akhir)

Ibopa – Le Superv Lyrics

IBOPALe Superv Lyrics
I am a pervert
Making you like it
I am a pervert
Bow down on my knee
I am a pervert
I am a pervert
Making you like it

Ab-soul – To The Max Lyrics

Is Q really from Hoover? AB-SOULTo The Max Lyrics
[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
I wake up every morning to text messages
From foreigners saying they love me, they miss me
They want me, are you in town? How much for a verse from Kendrick Lamar? And this is just when I rise, imagine my whole day
My momma smiling more than ever, man and it’s so strange
It’s what I asked for though, I can’t complain
I wanna say “I told you so” but that won’t change a thing I’m afraid
I paid my little sister’s rent last month, man, that was great
My grandpa thought I wouldn’t graduate
Now I’m selling out shows and he’s stoked and shows all in his face
I even put my step pops in his place, for questioning my objective in this place
I don’t blame him, I’m just saying, always knew I was the man
I owe nothing to no one, except those who told me I was the one
When lowkey I wasn’t, that was when I was becoming
Now I’m buzzing and everybody my cousin, that’s phony
Y’all don’t know me, where was y’all when I was lonely? Where’s Max B when you need him? Are you holding it down? (how couldn’t you see?)
You know I’m here for the long term, it’s my turn, pull up a seat (seat)
Well if you light up the smoke and throw up your hands and wave with me
Where’s Max B when you need him? When are you coming over, are you around? Pour up your drink and wave with me
Where’s Max B when you need him? Can you wear my T-shirt? Is Rock still signed to Tech N9ne? And I’m happy especially nip it at the bud now
And what is happening exactly? I’m sick of the smoke signals
Like a green cross in a dispensary window
Unit 6 woulda been dope but the industry wouldn’t let it
Creativity don’t tend to mix with business endeavors
Whatever though, you know the anthem is get money and some
Become a legend and leave a legacy for your grandson
I told Lani I’mma do it, and I did it, hope she forgive me when she hear me saying shit like
“G’s up n***a, hoes down, if the bitch can’t swim, then she gon’ drown in it”
[Hook: Ab-Soul]
You know I stay on my humble but these days ain’t f**kin’ with me (ain’t f**kin’ with me)
I go from Carson to Harlem, I hold it down, how couldn’t you see? How’s life treating you? Can you come to my store? A pack of Black and Milds every twenty four hours
Skipping showers ‘cause I felt dirty, unworthy of power
Though I never cursed the Lord, but I questioned his motives
I still do, except now, I’m exceptionally focused
However the road ends, I’m rolling, say amen
You foes won’t stop me or succeed like I can
I see snakes, the grass must be cut, is it Wednesday? Where’s Max B when you need him? This is the new wave now jump in the sea
[Outro: Max B]
Ay yo, y’all n***as stay wavy man, I love y’all man
Keep the wave goin’ I told y’all I was gonna leave y’all with that wave
About 500 out there in the [?] county
Man y’all stay strong, I’m still staying strong, I’m focused
I’m on my way back, prophecy will be fulfilled
It’s wavy for life, don’t forget it I’m still wavy
Out, out Where’s Max B when you need him?

Elvis Presley – Gently Lyrics

ELVIS PRESLEYGently Lyrics
Gently your eyes met mine
Tender, trusting, true
Gently your hand took mine
Thrilled me through and through
Gently, oh so gently
Gentle as the dawn
Gently, oh so gently
Our true love was born
Gently your lips kissed mine
As we strolled along
Gently your heart touched mine
Young and warm and strong
Gently the hour is near
When true loves have to part
Gently we’ll meet again
One more kiss, sweetheart

Cousins – Diar feat. Enemy songtexte

Enemygo ist der Grund, warum die Uni-Party aufhört
Zahl’ die Leasingraten mit dem BAföG – danke nochmal dafür
Leute sind am feiern, ich hab’ Beutel an den Eiern
Fünfundzwanzig Steine, meine Unterhose leiert
Es ist nicht sicher in mein’n Blocks, noch nicht mal für die Cops
Trau dich rein in meine Gegend, deine Zähne werden schrott
Gehandelt wird mit Ott, bin im Rudel unterwegs
[Steintorer Biz] Scheine in den versuri-lyrics.info
Ich komm’ mit Partisan’n und Falastines, volles Magazin
Schieß’ auf alle Faschos, eingeschlossen Thilo Sarrazin
Alle Rapper zahl’n für paar Araber im Team
Doch der Rücken der Cousins ist eine kurdische Familie.(cousins)
Keiner f*ckt mit den Cousins. Director: AYO & Gutenbergs Qzeng
Mix & Master von Niklas Neumann
Recordet von ProDK in den Idéal Studios
Produziert SOTT & ProDK
Diar songtexte
Video Diar Songtexte Diar – Cousins
Ich komm’ mit Diar á la Diego Armando Maradona
Ich will Pablo Estevanio Alejandro Enemigo
Meine Firma sprengt die Maße, deine Jungs im Minus
Kick’ den Opel Vectra vollbeladen nachts durch deine Siedlung
Ahh! (x8)
Ich bin Intellektueller aus ‘ner asozialen Schicht
Und klär’ damit ‘ne Alnatura-Bionade-B***h
Mach auf Oberschicht bei ‘nem Uniball bis in die Nacht
Rede zwei Minuten über Goethe, leg’ sie danach flach
Ich klär’ mir Alphajacke-Azzlack-Weiber, die für Haze blasen
Geh’ mit ihr in einer Ecke, wo die Penner immer schlafen
Sie geht auf dir Knie hier in der Pfütze in der Tiefgarage
Droh’ ihr mit der Faust und sag’ ihr, „Das hier darfst du keinem sagen.“
Baba kommt zur Party, Dicka, alle woll’n hier flexen
Ich hab’ eure Nasen – ihr seid alle Michael Jackson
Alle am verzweifeln und die Junkies am verrecken
Ich sag’, „Geh ma’ auf die Knie und lass den Zehner lieber stecken!“
Ich mach’ keine Späße, geht es ums Geschäft
Was für Puder, Mula, hier gibt’s nix beleş
Gib mir Patte, Euro, Dollar oder Yen
Zieh die Klinge, lass die Schulden jetzt beenden. Keiner f*ckt mit den Cousinsss.

Lolito – Sugar MMFK songtexte

Lolito, glaubst du mir nicht
Wir sind Kids von der Street nicht von Hollywood
Nachts unterwegs auf der Jagd nach dem Haze mit den Amigos
Schmerzen vergehen, unsere Narben enstehen nicht von Moskitos
Leb wie ein Lolito
Stapel grün, gelb und lila. Akhi, egal wo ich bin, ich zieh die Straße magisch an
Bullen sind aktiv im Kiez, zivil mit Blaulicht an
Jungs sind auf Wodka versuri-lyrics.info
Polizei fängt sich ein’n Knockout durch Schocker
Messer gegen Axt, Streetfight ist kein Boxkampf
Blei folgt auf Tokat, wir leben La Vida Loca. Akhi, egal wo ich bin, ich zieh die Straße magisch an
Bullen sind aktiv im Kiez, zivil mit Blaulicht an
Brüder bunkern Ott im Busch, Nase voll mit Schnuff, Dicka Kopf kaputt
Brüder bunkern Ott im Busch, Nase voll mit Schnuff, Dicka Kopf kaputt
Akhi, Akhiii. Waffenschieber, Großverdiener, in meiner Welt
Wirst du nicht mal mehr ein Dealer, ein Dealer
Koks wird gestreckt
Rotlichtgeschäft, Janina, Janina
Kids klappern Türen von Rockern ab
MCs werden gesucht bis nach Rotterdam
Hoodleben schmeckt in der Sommernacht
Aus dem Nachbarn sein Fenster pumpt Makadam. Das Video wurde produziert von: MASTERMINDS
ADRIAN MESCHI
[ DIRECTOR // DOP // SCHNITT // DRONE // COLOR GRADING ]
Producer: Max Leibowitsch
Kamera Assistenten: Nima Masoudi & Vladislav Salnikov
Sugar MMFK songtexte
Video Sugar MMFK Lolito, glaubst du mir nicht
Wir sind Kids von der Street nicht von Hollywood
Nachts unterwegs auf der Jagd nach dem Haze mit den Amigos
Schmerzen vergehen, unsere Narben enstehen nicht von Moskitos
Leb wie ein Lolito
Stapel grün, gelb und lila. Songtexte Sugar MMFK – Lolito
Rollen im Jeep durch die ganze Stadt bis nachts in der Hood
Jagen dein Kiez durch die ganze Stadt bis nachts in der Hood
Cops patrolier’n durch die ganze Stadt bis nachts in der Hood
Brüder bunkern Ott im Busch, Nase voll mit Schnuff, Dicka Kopf kaputt.(lolito)
Lolito, glaubst du mir nicht
Wir sind Kids von der Street nicht von Hollywood
Nachts unterwegs auf der Jagd nach dem Haze mit den Amigos
Schmerzen vergehen, unsere Narben enstehen nicht von Moskitos
Leb wie ein Lolito
Stapel grün, gelb und lila. .., grün, gelb, lila
Auf dieser Welt bleibt dir nichts außer Familia, Familia
MMFK, stabiler, stabiler
Mein Rücken trägt
Türen aufbrechen mit dem Brecheisen
Knast in Kauf nehmen wegen Geldscheinen
Alles rausnehmen, in den Benz steigen
Bullen sehen nichts außer Gangzeichen. Akhi, egal wo ich bin, ich zieh die Straße magisch an
Bullen sind aktiv im Kiez, zivil mit Blaulicht an
Jungs sind auf Wodka
Polizei fängt sich ein’n Knockout durch Schocker
Messer gegen Axt, Streetfight ist kein Boxkampf
Blei folgt auf Tokat, wir leben La Vida Loca.

Pull up game strong – SBMG feat. Diquenza lyrics

Pull up game
Pull up in een Merrie (pull up)
Jullie zijn niet ready
Money ik heb many
P-p-pull up game
Pull up in een Royce
Beter let je op je wifey
Want ze vraagt me om iets moois boy
Pull up game
Pull up game
Pull up game
Oh man goddamn
Pppull up game
Skk
Pull up game
Growww. Pull up game strong
Pull up game is zwaar
Pull up game is dom
Die waggie zwarter dan m’n haar
De domste jongen van het jaar
En daarom was ik niet geslaagd
Man nu ben ik focking lit
We bestellen flessen voor je pa
We bestellen flessen voor je ams
Want zij gaat mee naar Amsterdam
Zij wil Isabel Marant
En zij denkt niet meer aan d’r man
Zoveel blokken op m’n tas (Louis)
En zoveel blokken op m’n riem
Zoveel blokken op m’n schoen
M’n mannen weten dat we niet meer blokken doen (nooit)
Pull up in een domme waggie, ramen zijn getint want Henkie is beroemd
Ik ken een barkie op je gooien, alle soorten kleuren man ik ben niet groen
Jij hebt niets op ons (ons)
Ik weet hoe dat komt
Wij zijn hier met guns (guns)
Wij zijn hier met coins. Pull up game is strong
Jij weet hoe dat komt
Ik ga niet naar school
Dus ik ben op iets doms
In de club met guns
Straks raak jij gewond
Monica, Monica, Monica (Monica)
Laat me zitten aan je kont
Ik wil likken aan je tits, yah
Met d’r chillen in de VIP, yah
Misschien vindt ze mij wel geschikt
Maar vroeg of laat komt de waarheid aan het licht, wow
Andere flow, switch
Andere ho, ik
Geeft d’r een low, kick
Kill ik ben zo, lit
Michael Jackson hoe ik Moonwalk
Dikke waggie dus ze voelt me
Pull up sneller dan een Uber
Ga niet liegen ze is goeie
Ik zeg d’r babygirl wat doen we
Ik ben in Bella kom me zoeken
Gucci jakka, Gucci schoenen
Linkerbaan we pakken boetes. Hmm, hmm, no time, no
Pull up bij je b***h maar ik heb hmm, no time, no
Zij wilt iets van mij maar ik zeg ”hmm, no time” no
Ik ben aan het rennen ik heb, hmm, no time
No time, no lie, no. Video & Productie: 50MM
Grading: Nicolay Lima
SBMG lyrics
Video strong Pull up game strong
Pull up game strong
Pull up game is strong
Pull up game is strong
Ik ben f*cking lit
Versuri-lyrics.info
Jij weet hoe dat komt
Ik heb iets op jou
Jij hebt niets op ons. Lyrics SBMG – Pull up game strong
Eyyy gappie je, je moet ff luisteren naar mij
Chivv man echt man
Je geeft je manager schande man
Echt, hoe ga je mij weer laten vragen
David laten vragen, ja
Of Monica Geuze op die track wil komen
Ik heb ‘t gevraagd, nu, nu nu vinden ze mij ook een mafkees
Dat ik, dat ik dit doe man.(pull up game strong)
Oh my goddamn
Pull up game is strong
Pull up game is strong
Pull up game is strong
Pull up game is strong
Ik ben f*cking lit
Jij weet hoe dat komt
Ik heb iets op jou
Jij hebt niets op ons. Hmm, hmmmm, no time, no
Pull up bij je b***h maar ik heb hmm, no time, no
Zij wilt iets van mij maar ik zeg ”hmm, no time” no
Ik ben aan het rennen ik heb, hmm, no time
No time, no lie, no. Hmm, hmm, no time, no
Pull up bij je b***h maar ik heb hmm, no time, no
Zij wilt iets van mij maar ik zeg ”hmm, no time” no
Ik ben aan het rennen ik heb, hmm, no time
No time, no lie, no. Pull up game is strong
Pull up game is strong
Pull up game is strong
Pull up game is strong
Ik ben f*cking lit
Jij weet hoe dat komt
Ik heb iets op jou
Jij hebt niets op ons.

Tommy Lee Says Alkaline “Use My Good Good Eye On His Art”

Seems like this beef is turning into a war on who can come up with the best cover art, but so far Tommy Lee has already released more than half a dozen diss records. The whole thing was hilarious and now Tommy Lee’s response is even more hilarious. “True him take my good good eye and put in a him thing I just shoot up back him mask,” Tommy Lee said in a recent interview. Alkaline has only released one track and has side step the beef for the most part except for a small jab during his performance at Reggae Sumfest last month. The Mobay deejay released a new single last week title “Target” and on the cover art he used a Vendetta mask covered in bullets and blood. Tommy Lee Sparta is reacting to Alkaline using his eye on the cover art of the single “Red Eyes.”
Back in March, Alkaline released his first ever Tommy Lee diss track titled “Red Eyes.” On the cover art of the single, the Vendetta deejay cleverly used a photo of the Spartan deejay’s eye.

Lorde – Perfect Places

Have another drink, get lost in us
This is how we get notorious, oh
‘Cause I don’t know
If they keep tellin’ me where to go
I’ll blow my brains out to the radio, oh
[Chorus]
All of the things we’re taking
‘Cause we are young and we’re ashamed
Send us to perfect places
All of our heroes fading
Now I can’t stand to be alone
Let’s go to perfect places
[Verse 2]
Every night, I live and die
Meet somebody, take ’em home
Let’s kiss and then take off our clothes
It’s just another graceless night
[Chorus]
All of the things we’re taking
‘Cause we are young and we’re ashamed
Send us to perfect places
All of our heroes fading
Now I can’t stand to be alone
Let’s go to perfect places
[Outro]
All the nights spent off our faces
Trying to find these perfect places
What the fuck are perfect places anyway? [Verse 1]
Every night, I live and die
Feel the party to my bones
Watch the wasters blow the speakers
Spill my guts beneath the outdoor light
It’s just another graceless night
I hate the headlines and the weather
I’m 19 and I’m on fire
But when we’re dancing I’m alright
It’s just another graceless night
[Pre-Chorus]
Are you lost enough? All the nights spent off our faces
Trying to find these perfect places
What the fuck are perfect places anyway? All the nights spent off our faces
Trying to find these perfect places
What the fuck are perfect places anyway?

Ed Sheeran – Bibia Be Ye Ye

Bibia be ye ye
I lost my shoes last night, I don’t know where I put my keys
I was tired and fell asleep beneath an oak tree
I bet my mother’s proud of me from each scar
Upon my knuckle and each graze upon my knee, and all I know
Is I got a cab and then threw up on his car seat
He kicked me out and then I walked in the rain
I tell myself in every way, "I won’t be doing this again"
And tomorrow’s a brand new day
Someone told me, "always say what’s on your mind"
And I am only being honest with you, I
I get lonely and make mistakes from time to time
So no man call ya, bibia be ye ye
Bibia be ye ye, ye ye ye ye
Bibia be ye ye
I remember less and less and mostly things that I regret
In my phone are several texts from girls I’ve never met
And in the pocket of my jeans are only coins and broken dreams
My heart is breaking at the seems and I’m coming apart now
Now things are looking up, I’ll find my shoes right next to the oak tree
And I’ll get a bus straight into town and spend the afternoon
Looking around for the things that I left on the ground
And say you’re with me, tomorrow’s a brand new day
Someone told me, "always say what’s on your mind"
And I am only being honest with you, I
I get lonely and make mistakes from time to time
So no men call ya, bibia be ye ye
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)
Someone told me, "always say what’s on your mind"
And I am only being honest with you, I
I get lonely and make mistakes from time to time
So no men call ya, bibia be ye ye
Bibia be ye ye, ye ye ye ye
Bibia be ye ye
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye) (bibia be ye ye, ye ye ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)
Bibia be ye ye
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)
My momma (be ye ye)

ASAP Twelvyy – Castle Hell (12 Album)

[Intro]
Yo, yeah
Shit is real
Yeah
[Verse 1]
S’nothin’ greater
Than countin’ paper in front of haters that hated
They tried to cut off my cable
Couldn’t even watch the wire
Ain’t even see the Lakers
But a nigga see a kid meet his maker
Shit is like Jamaica with them shottas
If you playin’ with that paper
They’ll make you see the fire or
They’ll take you to the lake
Put your face up on the flyer ’cause I know that you ain’t make it
This is Castle Hell
City by the sea, the Devil’s favorite
I was raised up, up in building 8
(?),(?)
Dealt it raw, Seal your fate
Million more, (?) with my nigga Bill
You know that nigga ill
My YGs be on that gun until they die shit
[Verse 2]
The flight longer than the stay
My nights longer than my day
Shit, these Nikes on me got a ray
I’m a star myself

Ugly God – Water (The Booty Tape Album)

[Hook: Ugly God]
I drip on your bitch like water
I splash on your bitch with the water
I feel like I’m 21 Savage
I pull up and fuck on your daughter
I drip on your bitch like water
I splash on your bitch with the water
I feel like I’m 21 Savage
I pull up and fuck on your daughter
Water water water water water water water water
I drip on your bitch like water
I splash on your bitch with the water
Water water water water
[Verse: Ugly God]
Water on my bitch I keep her wet like my cellphone
Bitches on me dark skins and the redbones
Ugly God wrap your bitch up like some headphones
You say I ain’t shit bitch I’m Ugly God i’m well known
I ain’t got time for no wife, yeah
Lmfao you kiss bitches I pipe, yeah
Bitch I feel like Yachty just give me one night, yeah
And if she gay I tell her i’m a fucking dyke yeah
Yeah bitch i’m a dyke
Strapped up like a dyke
Man made like a dike
Boosie faded like a dyke
Niggas tryna join the wave
Pussy nigga take a hike
Your bitch my slave
Bitch I’m balling like Mike
Bitch I’m balling like Mike

[Hook: Ugly God]
I drip on your bitch like water
I splash on your bitch with the water
I feel like I’m 21 Savage
I pull up and fuck on your daughter
I drip on your bitch like water
I splash on your bitch with the water
I feel like I’m 21 Savage
I pull up and fuck on your daughter
Water water water water water water water water
I drip on your bitch like water
I splash on your bitch with the water
Water water water water

Ugly God – Like A Maverick (The Booty Tape Album)

[Verse 1]
Aye, I make music from my basement
I done came up and got famous
I’m the goat ain’t no replacement
35k on my bracelet
Niggas is bitches I don’t fuck with niggas, I can’t fuck with niggas like racists
Hoes on my dick I put gold on my wrist now my neck really cold like a penguin
I pipe your bitch with this ice on my wrist cause she see my dick hard like the pavement
I got that guap now these bitches gon flock B, I got your main bitch in amazement
Slaughter your daughter no savage
Bitch I’m the booty gang captain
She can’t be mine, no I can’t waste my time nigga I be doing shows and traveling
Bitch, I’m throwed off like a javelin
Get your bitch gone just like magic
I see that booty, I grab it
Ugly God ball like a maverick
[Tag]
Thanks Ugly God! [Hook]
Just like a maverick
Watch me ball out like a maverick
Just like a maverick
Watch me ball out like a maverick
Get your bitch gone just like magic, cause I ball out like a maverick
I see that booty I grab it, cause I ball out like a maverick
Just like a maverick
Watch me ball out like a maverick
Just like a maverick
Watch me ball out like a maverick
Get your bitch gone just like magic, cause I ball out like a maverick
I see that booty I grab it, cause I ball out like a maverick

[Verse 2]
I spent that check on my wrist and my neck, Ugly God got the sauce you can’t handle it
Made half a mil by myself with no deal, now they mad cause I’m cocky and arrogant
Let’s get into it, no talking, let’s do it, I think that I should’ve been President
If Ugly God was a candidate watch how the people vote for me unanimous
But wait
I take your bitch on a date
Ugly God live from the H
My new bitch thick like a steak
I sit back and thumb through this cake
Fuck a new friend, niggas fake
They slept on me now they awake
Bitch I made hits like I’m Drake
Hey, gold on my neck and my wrist full of diamonds
Hey, these niggas is bitches and bitches be lying
Hey, don’t call me "brother" no you ain’t no kin to me
Can’t trust a soul all you niggas is enemies
Biting my wave boy I swear you a mini me
Come at me wrong you get hurt boy I been a G
Now I’m on top the ladder bitch, look at my swagger, I’m sharp like a dagger
Nigga want beats, serve em up like a platter
She hit my phone, I put meat in her bladder
I done came up but just watch what I’m finna be
I just got me a lil bitch from the Philippines
She give me play cause I’m rich so she into me
Talk out the side of your neck and you guillotine

[Hook]
Just like a maverick
Watch me ball out like a maverick
Just like a maverick
Watch me ball out like a maverick
Get your bitch gone just like magic, cause I ball out like a maverick
I see that booty I grab it, cause I ball out like a maverick
Just like a maverick
Watch me ball out like a maverick
Just like a maverick
Watch me ball out like a maverick
Get your bitch gone just like magic, cause I ball out like a maverick
I see that booty I grab it (Thanks Ugly God!)
Cause I ball out like a maverick

Ugly God – L.D.C (The Booty Tape Album)

(Thanks, Ugly God)
[Hook]
I wear the same shoes, but these hoes on my dick
Ugly till I die, rep that Little Dick Clique
I said, I wear the same shoes, but these hoes on my dick
Ugly till I die, rep that Little Dick Clique
[Verse 1]
Ay, I cannot fuck your bitch proudly
Young Ugly God strike your bitch in Hobby Lobby
30 bitches on my right, 17 behind me
I’m Ugly God, I make your main bitch call me Papi
Hoes on my dick, ’cause I look like Bill Cosby
Young Ugly God play your bitch like hockey
I’m a fucking nuisance, but these niggas can’t stop me
Your girl see my face, her coochie drip like a tsunami
[Hook]
I wear the same shoes, but these hoes on my dick
Ugly till I die, rep that Little Dick Clique
I said, I wear the same shoes, but these hoes on my dick
Ugly till I die, rep that Little Dick Clique
[Verse 2]
I’m just being honest, nigga, I know, I’m the hottest
Ugly God, dick came hard like a rocket
Looked up in my pocket, one dollar in my wallet
Fuck saving money, bitch, I’m finna buy some chocolate
I’m the fucking shit bitch, i’m only being honest
Young Ugly God, I’m a mothafuckin’ prophet
Young Pussy Bacon, drink water off the faucet
Booty Gang Captain fold your bitch like a omelette

[Hook]
I wear the same shoes, but these hoes on my dick
Ugly till I die, rep that Little Dick Clique
I said, I wear the same shoes, but these hoes on my dick
Ugly till I die, rep that Little Dick Clique
(Thanks Ugly God)

Ugly God – Bitch! (The Booty Tape Album)

but no worries, bitch, I’m neutered

[Outro]
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch
Bitch piss me off they’ll have to do you
I brought her to my room and spread her legs just like a rumor
I fucked her with no condom. [Hook]
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch
[Verse 1]
No, I’m not a rapper, this the first page of the chapter
Bitch, I’m a disaster, bite your bitch just like a raptor
Booty gang pastor, I’m the hash slinging slasher
Pussy Bacon Escobar, plugged in like an adapter
All my music slappin’, make you dance just like a Kappa bitch
Boy I’m broke as fuck, 30 bands straight from FAFSA bitch
Hoe give me some space, no I ain’t talkin’ about no NASA bitch
Gucci head to toe, you wipe me down just like a napkin
[Hook]
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch
[Verse 2]
Bitch, you know my handle, hump your bitch just like a camel
Bitch, I run the scandal cuz I’m lit just like a candle
I can’t trust a bitch, I’m flippin hoes just like the channels
Young ugly god play these hoes like a piano
I’m colder than your cooler, deeper than the sewer
All my niggas shooters.

Ugly God – Fuck Ugly God (The Booty Tape Album)

[Chorus]
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (ayy!)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (ayy!)
[Verse 1]
Fuck Ugly God, Ugly God a hoe
Flexing like you got it, bitch, I know your ass is broke
Your networth say you got a million, but your ass don’t
You a one hit wonder, bitch, your whole career a joke
Back in 10th grade, your coach kicked you off the team
Every single day, you wear them same pair of jeans
Them same black pants, bitch, you know which ones I mean
Four years ago, you got jumped on Halloween
[Chorus]
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (ayy!)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (ayy!)

[Verse 2]
Water this, water that, you finna get exposed
Back in eighth grade, you use to borrow niggas’ clothes
You act like a freak, but you ain’t never sucked no toes
You still owe your college three bands in student loans
You don’t got no hoes, everyday you beat your meat
You don’t want these problems, pussy boy, you know you weak
When I catch you slipping, I’m gon’ punch you in your teeth
Ugly God a bitch, pussy boy don’t want no beef
[Chorus]
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (ayy!)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (what?)
Fuck Ugly God (ayy!)

Ugly God – I’m Tryna Fuck (The Booty Tape Album)

[Hook]
Aye, 3am bitch I’m motherfuckin tired
If we on the same page I might motherfuckin slide
Don’t give me the wrong message girl I’m tryna see what’s up
I don’t mean to burst your bubble bitch but yes I’m tryna fuck
Baby girl I’m tryna fuck
I’m tryna fuck
I’m tryna tap that ass and bust a nut
Don’t give me the wrong message girl I’m tryna see what’s up
I don’t mean to burst your bubble bitch but yes I’m tryna fuck
Baby girl I’m tryna fuck
[Verse 1]
Baby stop teasing
Baby girl I know you hit my phone for a reason
If you don’t get loose or start freakin then I’m leaving
Girl you know I’m fienin, eat this meat you ain’t no vegan
I ain’t never begged a bitch for shit but bitch I might need it
I’m tryna fornicate fuck the shit that you believe in
Bitch you better twerk or I’m snitching that you’re cheating
Bitch i wanna see a show, throw that neck and show some cleavage
[Hook]
3am bitch I’m motherfuckin tired
If we on the same page I might motherfuckin slide
Don’t give me the wrong message girl I’m tryna see what’s up
I don’t mean to burst your bubble bitch but yes I’m tryna fuck
Baby girl I’m tryna fuck
I’m tryna fuck
I’m tryna tap that ass and bust a nut
Don’t give me the wrong message girl I’m tryna see what’s up
I don’t mean to burst your bubble bitch but yes I’m tryna fuck
Baby girl I’m tryna fuck