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Rich The Kid – Lot On My Mind Lyrics

[Intro]
I see you. I see [?]
Haha, you dig?
I see you haters having problems
Way too many problems
Mic check, check, check, check, check, check
Check, check, check, check

[Verse 1]
Ooh, where my mic check?
These bitches, they been all at my neck (lil bitch!)
These bitches, all in my call log
You ain’t put your team on, you ain’t a boss, dog
Can’t even let these niggas close
Jealous homies set you up and now you smoke (now you smoke)
You just spent up all the money, now you broke (now you broke)
You been internet flexin’ for these hoes (hoes)
Whole lot of friends turned to enemies
Smile in my face and said they proud of me
Now they lookin’ at me like I hit the lottery
‘Cause I’m rich but bitch, you ain’t gotta lie to me
Ooh, I done watched some niggas change up
They hit for me a couple pieces, we don’t chain tuck
Too much ice, bust down, I’m still rained up
And if some niggas wanna try me, get your brain fucked
She gon’ fuck me ’cause I’m famous, post my picture up
I call Boris, that’s my driver, he gone pick you up
Couple losses but more wins, we still racked up
On the road, doin’ shows, I’m so booked up

[Vocal Break]

[Verse 2]
Ooh, Cartier on me
Made my first mil’, shit I was still hungry
Back then all them hoes, they was flexin’ on me
See me on TV, now she sexin’ on me
Got the Maybach, finna cop the Wraith on ’em
Naw, for real they gon’ hate on me
And I got your bitch been missin’, she gon’ wait on me
Told double XL I was straight on it (haha)
I’m finally rich, I knew that they would hate on me (rich!)
They ran up in the crib and had the K on me
I was slippin’, thank God that I’m livin’
‘Cause it all could’ve been different
‘Bout to put these stars in my ceiling
‘Cause my bitch straight from heaven
Rich Forever, bitch I’m in it
Get a check then I spend it

[Outro]
R.I.P X, man
You know what I’m sayin?
Young niggas get that bag, man
Get that bag, stay humble
Ya dig, and that’s that
Get a rack packs and back backs

Doja Cat – NINTENDHOE Lyrics

[Hook]
Can I get a hell yeah?
(Fight!)
Can I get a hell yeah, yeah, yeah?
(Nigga)
Can I get a hell yeah, yeah, yeah?
Can I get a hell yeah, yeah, yeaaaah?

Can I get a hell… yeah?
(Fight!)
Can I get a hell… yeah?
(Nigga)
Can I get a hell yeah?
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…)
Can I get a hell yeah?
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…)

[Verse 1]
Bitch wanna roast me
Cuz I got a xbox one
I don’t even have no games
All I play is gta
My nigga got Franklin dick
Livin in a franklin crib
I’ma get frank lil bitch
Why you on my frank like this
Bitch I’m annual flossing
VVS
Yeah I play animal crossing
Gamecube, 3DS
I ain’t ever been poor
Used to play sims 4
Put a lil wall round niggas
Take the door off trap em in the swimmin pool

I don’t play fortnite fuck that
Chun li when I street Fight
Bust back
You ain’t got combos whats that
Rock bitches on mortal kombat
It’s tricky to rock a rhyme
Merk bitches on ssx
Leave bitches all bald like Seeiah
Mic check em like test test test
I remember my downward spiral
Back when I was playin Spyro
When I never went out n lied low
Way before my lil ass went viral

Super smash bros
You so ass though
Prolly pick Kirby
So you don’t get smashed on!

[Pre-Hook]
Shake that ass hoe (4x)
Can I get a hell yeah?

[Hook 2]
Can I get a hell yeah?
(Fight!)
Can I get a hell yeah, yeaaaah?
(Nigga)
Can I get a hell yeaaaah?
Can, can, can, can, can, can, can….
(Can I, can I, can I, can I, can I, can I, can I…)

Can I get a hell yeah?
(Fight!)
Can I get a hell… yeah?
(Nigga)
Can I get a hell… yeah?
Can I get a hell… yeah?
(Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
Master of my craft never played minecraft
Look how my mind crafts things
Be on my halo tings
Look at my sonic rings
Ahooga don’t push me
I hadouken
Hear the “toasty”?
Donkey kong when he drum on that pussy
I don’t play but I sure ain’t no rookie
Steal a nigga like a bandit, boo
Then spend every penny of his bands and loot
Now she think that I’m the devil like a bandicoot
Wawawawawawa what u wanna do?

Yo, Can I get it, get it yah

[Hook 3]
Can I get a hell yeah?
(Oh yeahhh!)
Can I get a hell yeah, yeah, yeah?
(Ho yeahhh!)
Can I get a hell yeah, yeah, yeah?
(Ho yeahhh)
…*mumbling* hell yeah, yeah
(Ho yeah)

Can I get a hell… yeah?
(Yah, yah!)
Can I get a hell yeah, yeah, yeah?
(Yeah yeahhh!)
Can I get a hell… yeah?
(Ha, oh yeahhh)
Can I get a hell… yeah?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Ráh

Paloma Faith – Warrior lyrics

[Verse 1]
Break down, tears fall to the ground
Tell myself: “Do it, nothing can be found”
When you’re a fighter
You’re a fighter
You’re a fighter, fight on baby

[Verse 2]
Some days I’m sure I lose to fate
Some days I cannot find my faith
But I just fight on
I just fight on
I just fight on baby, baby

[Pre-Chorus]
And I am a wounded warrior
And now that the enemy is closing in
I am a wounded warrior
Looking for someone to let me in

[Chorus]
Black and blue, I’m begging you
Take me in, I’m surrendering
Black and blue, but if I’m with you
If I’m with you, I’ll live to fight on through

[Verse 3]
I’ll let go, walk into the unknown
If I surrender, if I lay my arms down
Am I a fighter?
Am I a fighter?
Cause I’ve been fighting so long baby

[Pre-Chorus]
And I am a wounded warrior
And now that the enemy is closing in
I am a wounded warrior
Looking for someone to let me in

[Chorus]
Black and blue, I’m begging you
Take me in, I’m surrendering
Black and blue, but if I’m with you
If I’m with you, I’ll live to fight on through

[Bridge]
I am a wounded warrior
And now that the enemy is closing in
I am a wounded warrior
Looking for someone to let me in

I am wounded warrior
Now that the enemy is closing in
Closing in
Looking for someone to let me in, oh!

[Chorus]
Black and blue, I’m begging you
Take me in, I’m surrendering
Black and blue, but if I’m with you
If I’m with you, I’ll live to fight on through

T-Pain – Boo’d Up (T-Mix) Lyrics

[Intro: T-Pain]
This shit been overdue
I’m still not over you, oh
This shit been overdue
It’s a T-Mix, baby

[Verse 1: T-Pain]
They be like, “How many songs can you make about a booty?”
Like a thousand, ooh girl, you gon’ learn today, come get this poundin’
I’m not finished, I’ma hit it in the shower
So get that thang tooted, booted, ready to get into it
I’m out here, babe
You fuck with lame-o’s (you fuck with lame-o’s)
They just copy me (they copy), they work at Kinko’s (they work at Kinko’s)
Tell your big friend come give me them cankles (gimme the booty)
Tell her her eyes and her legs gon’ be in back of her head
Now, I can’t even imagine what your DM look like (woo, ooh)
I see the future, you what my BM look like (huh, ooh)
Say you got a man, that don’t even look right
But I know you be creepin’, girl, I see you tonight (yeah)
Just give me 30 minutes, baby, I’ll be on the way (I’m on the way)
To keep that pussy on display (yeah)
You think I’m gettin’ boo’d up, baby, oh no, not today (not today)
I’m ’bout to bust it out the frame (woah)
Dick dancin’ everywhere, I do the Balls Johnson (yeah)
Dick you down, take you ’round, got you mall hoppin’ (yeah)
You been ballin’, baby, this ain’t even called shoppin’ (yeah)
Money get you wet, diamonds get your drawers droppin’

[Pre-Chorus: T-Pain]
Ooh, boo, boo
You remind me of my ’62, I see them subwoofers jumpin’
Between them thighs like shoot (BlocBoy), shoot (BlocBoy)
Shoot (BlocBoy), shoot (yeah)
Ooh
Wouldn’t mind gettin’ all up in you
Girl, I’m ’bout to have you runnin’
I ain’t speakin’ nothin’ but the truth
Ooh, ooh, ooh

[Chorus: T-Pain]
I like the way you make that bottom toot up
She make that bottom toot up
I like the way you make that bottom toot up
She make that bottom
I just wanna see you make that bottom toot up
She make that bottom toot up
Make that bottom toot up
She make that bottom, I just wanna see you

[Verse 2: Ella Mai]
Yeah, feelings, so deep in my feelings
No, this ain’t really like me
Can’t control my anxiety
Feeling, like I’m touching the ceiling
When I’m with you I can’t breathe
Boy you do something to me

[Pre-Chorus: Ella Mai]
Ooh, now I’ll never get over you until I find something new
That get me high like you do, yeah yeah
Ooh, now I’ll never get over you until I find something new
That get me high like you do

[Chorus: Ella Mai]
Listen to my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up
Biddy-da-dum, boo’d up
Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up
Biddy-da-dum it just won’t stop, it go
Ba-dum, boo’d up
Biddy-da-dum, boo’d up
Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up
Biddy-da-dum, it just won’t stop, it go

[Verse 3: Ella Mai]
Oh how, how many ways can I say that I need you, baby, it’s true
I think I might die without you
Feeling all over my body
You know how I like it
Ain’t gotta tell you what to do, yeah yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Ella Mai]
Ooh, now I’ll never get over you until I find something new
That get me high like you do, yeah yeah
Ooh, now I’ll never get over you until I find something new
That get me high like you do

[Chorus: Ella Mai]
Listen to my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up
Biddy-da-dum, boo’d up
Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up
Biddy-da-dum it just won’t stop, it go
Ba-dum, boo’d up
Biddy-da-dum, boo’d up
Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up
Biddy-da-dum, it just won’t stop, it go

[Verse 4: Ella Mai]
Head over heels in love
Right in front of you, ain’t gotta look no more baby (hah)
I wanna build this love
And everything you want, you ain’t gotta ask for
You got me boo’d up, boo’d up
Boo’d up, boo’d up
Told you from the jump I’m the one to choose
Ya got me boo’d up, boo’d up
Boo’d up, boo’d up
Grab me by the waist baby, pull me closer

[Pre-Chorus: Ella Mai]
Ooh, now I’ll never get over you until I find something new
That get me high like you do, yeah yeah
Ooh, now I’ll never get over you until I find something new
That get me high like you do

[Chorus: Ella Mai]
Listen to my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up
Biddy-da-dum, boo’d up
Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up
Biddy-da-dum it just won’t stop, it go
Ba-dum, boo’d up
Biddy-da-dum, boo’d up
Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up
Biddy-da-dum, it just won’t stop, it go

[Outro: Ella Mai]
This is such a crazy feeling, like
I don’t want to get too attached, but
I feel like I already am
My mind’s telling me one thing, but
I guess I should listen to my heart
Right?

Nasty C – Everything Lyrics

[Verse 1]
In my mind I still revisit that day
The day we met at the mall
When you smiled at me
Something in my stomach would crawl
I’m surprised I could talk
Especially for that long
‘Cause the truth is we didn’t have nothing in common, at all
I had stalked you for days
And not a sign of a flaw
I would stand when you walk, It’s a round of applause
You rubbed your hand on my arm
And every bit of me paused
Girl, you don’t know how much I tried not to be awkward
Ah shit
I still remember your outfit
And what’s embarrassing is that because it aroused me
Your jeans were a tight fit, imaginary crown fit
And you keep it shining like you can’t breathe without it
Ah shit
What kind of galaxy are you from?
Face beat, red-bottom shoes on
Fuck it all up, get your groove on
Flex on ’em, baby show ’em who’s boss

[Verse 2: Kaien Cruz]
The way you turn me on it got me feeling alive
Ask me what my name is and I kind of forgot
I must be dreaming, I got a faith and I can’t get used to you
So can you come over to my house
We can stay up and talk
We can be who we are, in my house
We don’t have to worry ’bout nothing
‘Cause I give you everything

[Verse 3: Nasty C]
Okay, little mamma show me how you stole my heart
I wanna feel that again, ay
Subzero I freeze up again
I hear the beetles again, you
Thief in the brightest of day, me
Victim of third degree slay, God
Was playing them tricks on that day, damn
Your booty ain’t taking no breaks
Hold me hostage at your place
I won’t even try to escape
You let me get out of basis
Netflix and dick on your braces
It makes me happy to say this
I been had my eye on you since grade 6
The kids in school thought we was crazy
Now we holding hands in Mercedes

[Outro: Kaien Cruz]
Woah oh oh

Yeah yeah yeah
I give you everything

Dom Kennedy – Popularity Lyrics

[Intro]

[Verse]
You been on my mind since we met, love
So nasty they forgot what triple X was
I put two fingers up and all the experts
With Dom K she do her best work
In my world they judge a man by his net worth
Teach him how to buy clothes, not invest first
Chain hanging on my Gosha sweatshirt
The Grey Goose in my system make the Benz swerve
Don’t change who you are for popularity
If she trippin’ just let her leave
No shame in my game, I’ma let it be
Keep everything so letter G
She asked me how I know so many strippers
She asked me how I know so many strippers

[Chorus]
We been gettin’ it in
We been gettin’ it in (we have)
We been gettin’ it in
Shit, I ain’t gone front (no)

[Verse 2]
Since Troy Aikman, I been penetrating
Got authentic tags on my jersey’s
2 a.m. but to me it’s still early
And sometimes fine bitches curve me
I don’t get upset, I get massages
And 12 packs of Hanes socks at the Target
Been hit Balenc’, told em charge it
Stacks was against me cause I’m dark skin
Me and number 7 in the same boat
I love Malcolm X too, I got the game sewn
I don’t get to sell shit to get my chain froze
Diamond in the ruff, ya’ll rainbows
I got on all black with these Stan Smiths
Don’t make me have to hop another damn fence
Have me on the ropes but I’m Cassius
Pink Ace of Spade, no glasses

[Chorus]
We been gettin’ it in
We been gettin’ it in (we have)
We been gettin’ it in (haha)
Shit, I ain’t gone front (no)

[Outro]

Future – RACKS BLUE Lyrics

[Intro]
Zaytoven!

[Chorus]
I got the right ice
I can’t do wrong
I got the black A.P
The Patek a two-tone
I done went colorblind
I’ma get my shine on, yeah
Know how I’m feelin’
The racks blue

[Hook]
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh
I shoulda gave ’em dog food and went to get neutered
I shoulda never got caught up with a cougar

[Verse 1]
Way too clever, ain’t too jealous
Ain’t gon’ let ’em, I never settle
Life as a rebel, I’m gettin’ better
Bringin’ pressure, I get pleasure
Call Berettas, no vendetta
I know my heart belongs to the ghetto
Responsibilities without humility
Longevity, car from Italy
Fuck my enemies, get my salary
Fuck envy, end in tragedy
I’m your majesty, that’s how I gotta be
Get more liberty, should be proud of me

[Hook]
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh

[Chorus]
I got the right ice
I can’t do wrong
I got the black A.P
The Patek a two-tone
I done went colorblind
I’ma get my shine on, yeah
Know how I’m feelin’
The racks blue

[Verse 2]
Comin’ from poverty, hittin’ the lottery
Hottest commodity, the way that it had to be
Ain’t no comparin’ me, you thinkin’ charity
I’m thinkin’ integrity, and worryin’ ’bout the legacy
That I went through, thinkin’ vicariously
I’m in a spacecoupe, that’s momentarily
I’ve been dead broke, treated unfairly
Never break me, love or hate me
She did forsake me, she wanna taste me
And she showed it, gave her the blue face

[Hook]
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh

[Chorus]
I got the right ice
I can’t do wrong
I got the black A.P
The Patek a two-tone
I done went colorblind
I’ma get my shine on, yeah

[Outro]
What I’m supposed to do when these racks blue?
Ooh, ooh

Future – 31 DAYS Lyrics

[Intro]
Zaytoven
Every now and then, you know what I’m sayin’
Most of them, majority of the time
You dig
We in that mode

[Verse 1]
This is a moment of clarity
Everything VV’s, I’m gone to the maximum
Young nigga flood out a ‘axima, flawless the face, then run through a pack of them
Everything classical, everything magical when they was checking my catalogue
Eating on caviar, smash on a stallion
Draped in medallions, yeah
The pill on the caliber
Put on the passenger
Whatever time, wherever I was at
Look on the calendar, yeah we compatible
I have her flying where ever I’m at
You astronomical, way too phenomenal to not have her naked where I land
I got a second option, and fourth and fifth one whereever a nigga staying
I had it falling right out of my pocket when I was just smashing her, she seen the bands
Her body Coca-Cola and she seen a can
The Glock was still on me while we was romancin’
Think I fell in love with this girl, came from France
She caramel, what’d i get a tan
I need to pay her when I get the chance
Gave her some drip, gave her a whole lot of splash
Talkin’ that shit, he get smoked like a blunt
Took a few Pakistanians to lunch
Got some little slim shit in Milan
These niggas be hatin’, putting on a front

[Chorus]
Money get made, bitches don’t ever get saved
Saint Laurent shades, cookin’ up dope, gettin’ paid
Trying to get laid, she been with me 31 days
She like bitches anyways, so we been on the same damn page
I took a little E, got red bottoms all on my feet
I ran it up, I got your baby mama knee deep
She ain’t got no teeth, she know a young nigga eat beef
She want me to leave, she know I’m not a rat, I got cheese
I was quieter than a mouse, when I got it in her mouth she couldn’t breathe
I was thinking like, “Jeez,” she done got a lil schlong on my teeth
I done took a little E, I fucked her and made her pee
Made her part of my team, then she asked me for a ring
I was already red bottom, came on the scene
It’s hard to trust you when I’m paying this carpet green
Money get made, bitches don’t ever get saved
Saint Laurent shades, cookin’ up dope, gettin’ paid
Trying to get laid, she been with me 31 days
She like bitches anyways, so we been on the same damn page

[Verse 2]
Doing it on a chinchilla, oh yeah
We fucking a couple of strippers together
Shawty my rider, she down for whatever
Y’all give her capital murder, her swagger killer
Shawty got more bags than a drug dealer
I put her in a Patek, I put her in the c’s
I’m on a whole ‘other level with her
Had to get a penthouse just for the freaks
So they could all come and sleep with us
We do nothing that is normal, everything we do is super gigantic
We don’t put on fugazi, everything we wear super Titanic
I just caught me a wave, feel like a nigga that jumped in the Atlantic
One hell of a car collection, pulling it up, it’s panoramic
Picked her up in a Cayenne, soon as she got in she got nothing on

[Chorus]
Trying to get laid, she been with me 31 days
She like bitches anyways, so we been on the same damn page
I took a little E, got red bottoms all on my feet
I ran it up, I got your baby mama knee deep
She ain’t got no teeth, she know a young nigga eat beef
She want me to leave, she know I’m not a rat, I got cheese
I was quieter than a mouse, when I got it in her mouth she couldn’t breathe
I was thinking like, “Jeez,” she done got a lil schlong on my teeth
I done took a little E, I fucked her, made her pee
Made her part of my team, then she asked me for a ring
I was already red bottom, came on the scene
It’s hard to trust you when I’m paying this carpet green
Money get made, bitches don’t ever get saved
Saint Laurent shades, cookin’ up dope, gettin’ paid
Trying to get laid, she been with me 31 days
She like bitches anyways, so we been on the same damn page

Future – WIFI LIT Lyrics

[Intro]
Zaytoven
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah

[Chorus: Future]
Gone in the sky, over 20,000
I keep my wifi lit
I spend over 5,000, that’s just on one fit
I’m not going back no more when I ain’t have shit
Pray I get a new connect, pray I get a brick

[Verse 1: Future]
I leave a bitch in the cold, oh
I don’t act poor no more
I left her sitting at the Loews, oh
‘Cause she wasn’t touching her toes, no
I’m on some rich nigga shit
It’s all about rich nigga timing
Fully loaded whip
I’m gone curve you kindness
I’m in Hermes drip, not in the store, you can’t find it
I got stacks on me and they won’t fit no wallet
I got Gucci socks on me and money in every pocket
I got Burberry seats, the color teriyaki
I’m on another wave
Cut the head off the Porsche
Running with a pack of wolves, ain’t no extorting
VIP with AK’s, very important
Always riding with a gas torch
Always riding with a mask
Young nigga playing with a pinky ring
Cost over 500 bags
Already know your homie singing, they ’bout to get him wacked
Soon as you let up, relax
That’s when they waiting to attack
Platinum majority of the plaques
Striking it off like a match

[Chorus: Future]
Gone in the sky, over 20,000
I keep my wifi lit
I spend over 5,000, that’s just on one fit
I’m not going back no more when I ain’t have shit
Pray I get a new connect, pray I get a brick

[Verse 2: Future]
You came from public housing, you serving hand to hand, oh
You got that good salmon, and smoking it fresh out the can
You know how to stir your bowl up, you know how to flip your bands
I’m bout to go take 200,000, just to go shop in Japan
I know the opps they thinking foul, we ’bout to take out they mans
We got to make some bullets shower, show you we ain’t playing
You gon’ smell this gun powder, it’s gon’ make you dance
I’ve been counting it up for hours, done cramped my hands

[Chorus: Future]
Gone in the sky, over 20,000
I keep my wifi lit
I spend over 5,000, that’s just on one fit
I’m not going back no more when I ain’t have shit
Pray I get a new connect, pray I get a brick

[Outro: Future]
Wifi lit, woah, woah, whoa
Wifi lit
Pass the bitch, woah, woah, woah
That’s an assist
Cooking grits, woah, woah, woah
Half a chicken
Fuck your clique, woah woah, woah, got them sticks
Wifi lit, wifi lit
Wifi lit
Wifi lit
Wifi lit
Wifi lit
(Auntie, auntie)
Shoutout to Lil Mexico, Kirkwood
JB, know I mean
[?], I got you
You hear me
Let’s go!

Niall Horan – Finally Free Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Standing here on my own
Yeah, the first step’s the hardest when you’re walking into the unknown
It’s been dark, and it’s been cold
Had my head in the clouds never knowing what lies down below

[Pre-Chorus]
Then you spoke your truth with no secrets
Told me use your heart while it’s beating

[Chorus]
When you’re right here beside me, there’s nothing else I need
Your eyes keep me reminded that nothing’s out of reach
When you’re with me, it feels like I’m finally free
Feels like I’m finally free

[Verse 2]
I didn’t know, didn’t know what was real
Had to go to the edge and the ground just to see how it feels

[Pre-Chorus]
Then you spoke your truth with no secrets
Told me use your heart while it’s beating

[Chorus]
When you’re right here beside me, there’s nothing else I need
Yeah, your eyes keep me reminded that nothing’s out of reach
When you’re with me, it feels like I’m finally free
(Wo woo)
Feel’s like I’m finally free

[Bridge]
I used to spend the nights looking at the stars
Wondering how to get there, is it just too far?
I used to spend the nights looking at the stars
Wondering how to get there, is it just too far?

[Chorus]
But when you’re right here beside me there’s nothing else I need
Yeah, your eyes keep me reminded that nothing’s out of reach
It’s easy to believe
When you’re with me it feels like I’m finally free
Oh yeah
It feels like I’m finally free
(Wo woo)
It feels like I’m finally free

Future – WHEN I THINK ABOUT IT Lyrics

[Intro]
Zaytoven
Oh yeah
Two
Ha, ha, ha, ha
When I think about it
It’s one thousand

[Chorus]
Got on a million dollars in jewelry when I think about it
Got more guns than a terrorist when I think about it
All these cars, my kids inheritin’ when I think about it
All this money I can’t cherish when I think about it
These niggas rather see me suffer, now I think about it
I know they playin’ undercover when I think about it
Ordered more whips, more jewelry
We take more trips, fuck the whole jury

[Verse 1]
They got me in the courts like I’m losin’
I gotta be the one most improvin’
I know they gon’ try to misuse me
Patiently wait while they come up with solutions
Twenty chains on my neck, man, they can’t figure me out
Put a Rollie ’round my neck, they try and figure me out
They ’bout to gas up the jet, they try and figure me out
I had to get some more Fugazi, they tryna figure me out
Wetter than a pussy, got your nose runnin’
Kamikaze comin’ out on all or nothing
We just gettin’ the money, fuck the whole public
You can get the whole clip if you tryna touch me

[Chorus]
Got on a million dollars in jewelry when I think about it
Got more guns than a terrorist when I think about it
All these cars, my kids inheritin’ when I think about it
All this money I can’t cherish when I think about it
These niggas rather see me suffer, now I think about it
I know they playin’ undercover when I think about it
Ordered more whips, more jewelry
We take more trips, fuck the whole jury

[Verse 2]
Popcorn, movie, nigga snap a pic
You can see the Rollie shining on her, bitch
Full blown Burberry and she vegetarian
Caught her in Bahamas and she got interrogated
Chanel or Valentino, tell me what’s your very favorite
I askin’ a Latina, ’cause I’m in the very latest
They tryna keep up with me, that’s just like investigation
They do their check up on me, thought I was in a Mercedes
I’m droppin’ out of school but that didn’t stop my education
I swear I’m most improved, I had to flood the population
She made a move, run and prove
She know my love is very sacred
Whip up in that spaceship
Check my registration

[Chorus]
Got on a million dollars in jewelry when I think about it
Got more guns than a terrorist when I think about it
All these cars, my kids inheritin’ when I think about it
All this money I can’t cherish when I think about it
These niggas rather see me suffer, now I think about it
I know they playin’ undercover when I think about it
Ordered more whips, more jewelry
We take more trips, fuck the whole jury

Mike Stud – Honolulu Lyrics

[Hook]
I got a hotel suite you can slide on through
Hard D, soft sheets you can climb onto
We was jumping out a plane
Jumping off of boats
Same night, same chicks we be jumping off the most
If you want me to stay, then tell me to stay
You know if I’m running away, I’ll show you the way
You know I took one in the face, ain’t nothing to say
You know we been jumping off the most

[Verse 1]
Got me on the champagne
I been off the shits yeah you been on the same thing
Got me on my flex now
Got me walking around acting loud with my chest out
Like I ain’t let no one disrespect me yeah
I’ve been living right where you left me, yeah
Now I’m in Hawaii on a jet ski, yeah
Eh, I’m at the Four Seasons for another season
Got a pool in the room and the view’s scenic
I could make a couple calls if you wanna see it
Get you off girl, on the real

[Hook]
I got a hotel suite you can slide on through
Hard D, soft sheets you can climb onto
We was jumping out a plane
Jumping off of boats
Same night, same chicks we be jumping off the most
If you want me to stay, then tell me to stay
You know if I’m running away, I’ll show you the way
You know I took one in the face, ain’t nothing to say
You know we been jumping off the most

[Verse 2]
You right, you right
I haven’t grown up in a while
You right, you right, I haven’t grown up in a while
But she think getting high and fucking’s romantic
We could bust a move but we ain’t gotta go dancing
Drinking something old, fuck I’m on the grown man shit
Got me, got me on the grown man shit
Got me on the champagne
I been off the shits yeah you been on the same thing
Got me on my flex now
You been on the same ride

[Hook]
I got a hotel suite you can slide on through
Hard D, soft sheets you can climb onto
We was jumping out a plane
Jumping off of boats
Same night, same chicks we be jumping off the most
If you want me to stay, then tell me to stay
You know if I’m running away, I’ll show you the way
You know I took one in the face, ain’t nothing to say
You know we been jumping off the most

[Bridge]
And I age like Vino
She prefer Peeno
Got a bottle on me right now
It’s about to go down
Different night, same town
Eh, and I age like Vino
She prefer Peeno
Got a bottle on me right now
It’s about to go down
Different night, same town

[Outro]
Eh, take a walk now
Ain’t no way in hell now I’m ’bout to slow down
I ain’t saying anymore
You should know now, you should know now
You should know now, know now, know now
Yeah

Lil Xan – Lies Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, ugh
Yeah, yeah
You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, ay

[Chorus: Lil Xan]
Pray to god like Allah
Please slit my throat
And when you lie, I wanna die
Please slit my throat
You seen me high, almost died
When I slit my throat
They gonna cry when you die
Cause that’s just how it goes
Pray to god like Allah
Please slit my throat
And when you lie, I wanna die
Please slit my throat
You seen me high, almost died
When I slit my throat
They gonna cry when you die
Cause that’s just how it goes

[Verse 1: Lil Xan]
Yeah, no more heartbreaks
I made so many mistakes
Like this bitch might just be the one
They use me, they wanna be someone
Like “Go and get yourself a job”
I cannot be compared to y’all
And if I do not make it, tell me mom this life is fake
And I don’t wanna seem to seek same ones I made when I was basic (when I was basic yeah, when I was basic yeah)
Yeah I rap, but I still fly coach
Yeah I’m rich, but I still don’t boast
Yeah I’m sad, please slit my throat
Yeah I’m sad, please slit my throat (I’m sad, please slit my throat)
Heartbreak soldier, caffeine, drinking soda
Flip her like some yola
Stuck inside my mind, I need some peace, I need a dojo
Said I’m stuck inside my mind, I need some peace, I need a do-jo

[Chorus: Lil Xan]
Pray to god like Allah
Please slit my throat
And when you lie, I wanna die
Please slit my throat
You seen me high, almost died
When I slit my throat
They gonna cry when you die
Cause that’s just how it goes
Pray to god like Allah
Please slit my throat
And when you lie, I wanna die
Please slit my throat
You seen me high, almost died
When I slit my throat
They gonna cry when you die
Cause that’s just how it goes

[Verse 2: Lil Skies]
Okay, so this little light of mine
Tattoos all down my spine
Everybody know that I’m on my grind
Always at a place where the sun don’t shine
The media wanna make me a bad guy
I don’t know if I’m happy, or right
I stay inside, and I pray up to Christ
Hoping one day, I don’t end my life
Way to depressed to express how I feel
Only smoke weed sometimes or on pills
Just a nightmare, I don’t know what’s real
She came back around since I got that deal
I don’t want friends, I want happy niche
She did me dirty, it’s fuck that bitch
I was so broke, but now I’m rich
Still the same gang, still the same clique
Xanarchy shit, tell that hoe make a wish
From the touch when we kiss
My hands on her hips, fell in love with her lips
Make her swallow my kids
The world is so evil, while we lost in the mix
Tryna’ make it make sense
So I wanna know does it matter to you
That I don’t have no fucks to give?
Bitch!

[Chorus: Lil Xan]
Pray to god like Allah
Please slit my throat
And when you lie, I wanna die
Please slit my throat
You seen me high, almost died
When I slit my throat
They gonna cry when you die
Cause that’s just how it goes
Pray to god like Allah
Please slit my throat
And when you lie, I wanna die
Please slit my throat
You seen me high, almost died
When I slit my throat
They gonna cry when you die
Cause that’s just how it goes

[Outro: Lil Xan]
That’s just how it goes, that’s just how it goes
That’s just how it goes, that’s just how it goes
That’s just how it goes, that’s just how it goes
I ain’t ever ever ever wanna let you go
Yeah, ay, oh
Yeah, ay, oh
Out the booth
Yeah!

Nasty C – Do U Digg Lyrics

[Chorus]
All white jiggy jigga new rockstar boots do you digg it
I bet a hundred thou there’s a ex bitch stalking this minute
Calvin Klein for my boss never had to wear [?]
Say she’ll never top me off
But can she put that on the cross
All white jiggy jigga new rockstar boots do you digg it
I bet a hundred thou there’s a ex bitch stalking this minute
Calvin Klein for my boss never had to wear [?]
Say she’ll never top me off
But can she put that on the cross

[Verse 1]
Walk in this bih like the president
Highjack your hoe for the heck of it
Highjack and lowjack
I just went down from [?] of it
Don’t want no mice in my cheese they stealing it
Stacking my g’s and m and m’s
Me and the money together forever but they wanna see us seperate
Bitch I might drop off a beat at heavens gate
On the real I’m just here giving hella brain
It was not a big deal she was celibate
I just flooded her face with some relatives
[?]
If I’m letting you win then I’m letting on
These niggers don’t know what I’m sitting on
These niggers don’t know what I’m sitting on

[Chorus]
All white jiggy jigga new rockstar boots do you digg it
I bet a hundred thou there’s a ex bitch stalking this minute
Calvin Klein for my boss never had to wear [?]
Say she’ll never top me off
But can she put that on the cross
All white jiggy jigga new rockstar boots do you digg it
I bet a hundred thou there’s a ex bitch stalking this minute
Calvin Klein for my boss never had to wear [?]
Say she’ll never top me off
But can she put that on the cross

[Verse 2]
I’m in here flexing my power
It’s making her shower
I woke up in action and got to the cash and called it the twenty fourth hour
I lost my virginity and started winning at this life thing
All I wanted rolex, ice ring, big chain, bad bitch
Nice things, respect, respect
The laaitie
Jiggy k dot
Jiggy rakim
Jiggy jay
Jiggy ye
Jiggy me
Do it like I’m working for a mini me
Shitting on my enemies
Dad I’m serious about my beeswax
Don’t touch that, don’t touch that
I’ll kill a body dead dufflebag
Don’t touch that

[Chorus]
All white jiggy jigga new rockstar boots do you digg it
I bet a hundred thou there’s a ex bitch stalking this minute
Calvin Klein for my boss never had to wear [?]
Say she’ll never top me off
But can she put that on the cross
All white jiggy jigga new rockstar boots do you digg it
I bet a hundred thou there’s a ex bitch stalking this minute
Calvin Klein for my boss never had to wear [?]
Say she’ll never top me off
But can she put that on the cross

T-Wayne – Fuck Russ Lyrics

[Intro]
[?] on that beat
Yeah, foreign, foreign, foreign

[Verse 1]
I told em, fuck Russ
You ain’t shit
You a bitch
Diamond wrist, peep the drip
Water whip, Plain Jane, new Mulsanne
Shorty wanna give me brain, cuz the fame (yea, yea)
I’m coming live and direct
I got you niggas upset
Hoping out the private jet, got your bitch wet
Snake on my belt, lookin like a new pet
Cut my ex off, need a new thang
Copped a new chain and a pinky ring
Southwest airline, that’s a plain jane
I just dropped a bag and the Blue Flame

[Chorus]
I want the new Ferrari
I want the Plain Jane
I want the presidential Rollie
She want the whole gang (gang, gang)
She a little freak she’ll bust it
Diamonds real cold like Russia
Told lil bitch don’t touch it
Young, rich, came up from nothing
I want the new Ferrari
I want the Plain Jane
I want the presidential Rollie
She want the whole gang (gang, gang)
She a little freak she’ll bust it
Diamonds real cold like Russia
Told lil bitch don’t touch it
Young, rich, came up from nothing

[Verse 2]
I’m hoppin off of a jet
I’m on a run for a check
I gotta flex
I put your bitch in a vette
Runnin up plays like I’m Brett
I got her wet
I got my gun like a sketch
Keep that bitch I ain’t impressed
Don’t give a damn bout my ex
Fuck on her friend and I jet
I want Patek Phillipe
I got my choppa on me
I fuck around in the suite
I be feelin like skreets, bitch I be geeked
Light up the sweet in a suite
I be ridin’ a foreign
You know the engine be roarin’
I’m outta space like the orbit
The whip gotta horsey
You would think it was Ralph Lauren
I’m on the track like Jeff Gordon, yea

[Chorus]
I want the new Ferrari
I want the Plain Jane
I want the presidential Rollie
She want the whole gang (gang, gang)
She a little freak she’ll bust it
Diamonds real cold like Russia
Told lil bitch don’t touch it
Young, rich, came up from nothing
I want the new Ferrari
I want the Plain Jane
I want the presidential Rollie
She want the whole gang (gang, gang)
She a little freak she’ll bust it
Diamonds real cold like Russia
Told lil bitch don’t touch it
Young, rich, came up from nothing

Lil Xan – No Lies Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Xan, Bobby Johnson Beats]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat
Yeah, yeah, yeah, aye

[Hook: Lil Xan]
Pray to God, like Allah
Please slit my throat
And when you die, wanna die
Please slit my throat
You see me high, almost died
Almost slit my throat
They gonna cry, when you die, because it’s just how it goes

[Verse: Lil Xan]
Yeah, them heartbreaks, I made so many mistakes
Like “this bitch might just be the one”
They use me, they wanna be someone
Like just go and get yourself a job
I cannot be compared to y’all
And if I do not make it, tell my mom this life is fake
And I don’t wanna see mistakes, same ones I made when I was basic
(Aye, when I was basic, yeah)
(When I was basic, yeah)
Yeah, I rap, but I still fly coach
Yeah, I’m rich, but I still don’t boast
Yeah, I’m sad, please slit my throat
Yeah, I’m sad, please slit my throat
(Sad, please slit my throat)
Heartbreak soldier
Caffeine, drinking soda
Flip her up like some yogurt
Stick inside my mind
I need some peace
I need indulgence

[Hook: Lil Xan]
Pray to God, like Allah
Please slit my throat
And when you die, wanna die
Please slit my throat
You see me high, almost died
Almost slit my throat
They gonna cry, when you die, because it’s just how it goes

[Verse: Lil Skies]
Okay so, this little light of mine
Tattoos all down my spine
Everybody know that I’m on my grind
Always at a place where the sun don’t shine
The media wanna make me a bad guy
I don’t know if I’m happy, you’re right
I stay inside, and I pray up to Christ
Hoping one day I don’t end my life
Way too depressed to express how I feel
Only smoke weed, sometimes I want pills
Since the nightmare, I don’t know what’s real
She came back around since I got that deal
I don’t want friends, I want happiness
She did me dirty, it’s “fuck that bitch”
I was so broke, but now I’m rich
Still the same game, still the game cliques
Xanarchy shit
Until that ho make a wish
Feel a touch when we kiss
My hands on her hips
Fell in love with her lips
Make her swallow my kids
The world is so evil
While we’re lost in the mix
Trying to make it make sense
I wanna know:
Does it matter to you that I don’t have no fucks to give, bitch!

[Hook: Lil Xan]
Pray to God, like Allah
Please slit my throat
And when you die, wanna die
Please slit my throat
You see me high, almost died
Almost slit my throat
They gonna cry, when you die, because it’s just how it goes

[Outro]
It’s just how it goes
It’s just how it goes
[?] just how it goes
[?] just how it goes
Never, ever ever wanna let you go

Russ – Dangerous Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, come on

[Chorus]
I ain’t tryin’ to hang with you (oh oh oh)
I can tell you dangerous (oh oh oh)
Shit just ain’t the same with you (oh oh oh)
I can tell you dangerous (yeah yeah yeah)
I ain’t tryin’ to hang with you (oh oh oh)
I can tell you dangerous (oh oh oh)
Shit just ain’t the same with you (oh oh oh)
I can tell you dangerous (yeah yeah yeah)

[Verse 1]
I know you too well
Check myself, I don’t need you
But it’s getting late, I’m awake, I might see you
I’m feeling myself, comfortable in my Adidas
I don’t blame myself, uh oh
This tequila got me feeling froggy, I might leap now
I just need a little TLC so I might creep now
Hold up let me catch myself this happens every week now
Somebody come take my phone

[Chorus]
I ain’t tryin’ to hang with you (oh oh oh)
I can tell you dangerous (oh oh oh)
Shit just ain’t the same with you (oh oh oh)
I can tell you dangerous (yeah yeah yeah)
I ain’t tryin’ to hang with you (oh oh oh)
I can tell you dangerous (oh oh oh)
Shit just ain’t the same with you (oh oh oh)
I can tell you dangerous (yeah yeah yeah)

[Verse 2]
We done this before, this back and forth is gettin’ old
I hope you understand the reason I can’t see you anymore
I got a life I gotta live, you got one too, it’s time to quit
I cannot fall back into my old ways
This is hard to hear, I know, we had our run but now it’s over
We were drunk off arguments and texts but now we’re fuckin’ sober
This is far from something healthy, I can help you if you help me
We just gotta go our separate ways

[Chorus]
I ain’t tryin’ to hang with you (oh oh oh)
I can tell you dangerous (oh oh oh)
Shit just ain’t the same with you (oh oh oh)
I can tell you dangerous (yeah yeah yeah)
I ain’t tryin’ to hang with you (oh oh oh)
I can tell you dangerous (oh oh oh)
Shit just ain’t the same with you (oh oh oh)
I can tell you dangerous (yeah yeah yeah)

Nasty C – SMA Lyrics

[Hook: Nasty C & Rowlene]
How did I?
End up falling for you
I find myself calling for you
Into the dark I followed you but
I should’ve knew this ain’t the type of shit I’d go through
Send me away
Send me away
Send me away
Send me away
Send me away
Send me away

[Bridge: Nasty C & Rowlene]
I feel you, I feel you
I feel you, I feel you ABC
You take me up and down and I follow you like ABC
You act like you ain’t it but you were never here with me
I wish it could be
Wish it could be like ABC

[Verse 1: Nasty C]
She ask me
Junior do you like it when I cry? (Huh)
Do you consider my feelings when you lie (Huh)
You put me second to some bitch on the side (What)
You just gon’ let a ride or die die inside (Damn)
You forget I was with you before the racks came
Before these skanks came
Before the plaques came
Before you started getting money and your raps changed
I was with you when you was still thinking about changing your rap name, nigga!
Say something now
Are you choking?
Baby I’m sorry
Are you joking?
So much for convincing me to be open
I don’t know why I bother with you
When you’ve clearly chosen, this music over me
It owns all your emotions
And you really have to give it your undivided devotions
But somehow my heart feels safer when you hold it
Like you not the one who broke it

[Hook: Rowlene]
End up falling for you
I find myself calling for you
Into the dark I followed you but
I should’ve knew this ain’t the type of shit I’d go through
Send me away
Send me away
Send me away
Send me away
Send me away
Send me away

[Verse 2: Nasty C]
Yeah
Look I’m in Jo’burg working
And you know I need money
Instead of telling me you hurting
Focus more on your studies
I’m not ignoring you trust me
I’m always busy with something
You call too late or too early
I couldn’t talk I was grumpy
You couldn’t talk you was grumpy?
We supposed to be-
Junior you told a hoe you don’t love me
She posted about it you dummy
All I ever did was love you
I don’t deserve to be punished
I cut off all my friends for you
What more do you want from me
You cheated too
That was too long ago
One of my dudes
We made it long ago
That makes it cool?
I said I’m sorry though
What the fuck y’all doing all along (huh)
‘Guess I’ve always been a dummy
Bitch I dare you to lie to me to say you told him you love me
And you know what
I should’ve known you were hiding something
You laughed at everything he said
That nigga wasn’t even funny
You made me feel so insecure and weak as fuck
But I’m not sending you away
So you going to have to run for me
‘Cause I still love you

[Hook: Rowlene]
End up falling for you
I find myself calling for you
Into the dark I followed you but
I should’ve knew this ain’t the type of shit I’d go through
Send me away
Send me away
Send me away
Send me away
Send me away
Send me away

[Bridge: Nasty C & Rowlene]
I feel you, I feel you
I feel you, I feel you ABC
You take me up and down and I follow you like ABC
You act like you ain’t it but you were never here with me
I wish it could be
Wish it could be like ABC

Dom Kennedy – Free Breakfast Lyrics

[Intro]
Same thing (yeah)
Back and forth
Same thing
Same thing
Back and forth it’s the same thing

[Verse 1: Dom Kennedy]
You love me then you hate me, then you love me (hah)
My eyes ain’t on rap, it’s the country
Shit, Hillary Rodham was the 45th
Until ya’ll let em know niggas true intents
Fuck your advance money, I made her dance for me
Benz ashtray full, I’m half baked
Still can’t believe I crashed the cabriolet
Layed up in the bed watching Training Day
Two gats like Lonzo, take that
You wanna be from LA, you gotta pay a tax
To me I’m brown skin but they call us black
Get caught slippin, you gon’ take a nap
Police ain’t the only one with handcuffs
Dunkin’ on niggas and get the And-One
Yeah, real men water they plants, bruh
Serve free breakfast like a Panther

[Chorus]
You better watch them niggas that’s close to you
And make sure they do what they suppose to do
Cause you know they been thinking bout
Never personal, nowadays it’s the ways

[Recitative: Cuzzy Capone]
Yeah, you know
Everybody come from somewhere different
But at the end of the day, we all in the same struggle

[Verse 2: Cuzzy Capone]
Yeah, daily I be on my paper route
I graduated from that vacant house
I was sellin’ rocks on a dirty couch
Slauson Ave, where motes don’t make it out
I had to hustle back and forth
Making plays off of granny porch
Louboutin sneakers with the khak’ shorts
I’m a product of the street but I ain’t ask for it
My pockets full of dead presidents
All the hating is irrelevant
God’s gift, yeah I’m heaven sent
We risk our life just to pay the rent
You [?]
Part of South Central where they kill men (East Side)
We take a lot of losses but we still win
Nowadays ain’t no such thing as real friends

[Chorus/Outro]
You better watch them niggas that’s close to you
And make sure they do what they suppose to do
Cause you know they been thinking bout
Never personal, nowadays it’s the ways
Yeah
How far you go in life, it’s all based on your decisions
For what it’s worth, keep living
You better watch them niggas that’s close to you
And make sure they do what they suppose to do
Cause you know they been thinking bout
Never personal, nowadays it’s the ways

Lil Pump – Drug Addicts lyrics

[Intro]
Mmm, ayy what’s up
Speedin’ in my Lambo, racin’
Everybody in my gang is drug addicts
Chyeah, ooh, ooh (brr), chyeah, chyeah
Baby!
Ooh!

[Chorus]
Whole gang full of drug addicts (ooh, chyeah)
Take a lot of sh*t, forgot what happened (forgot what happened)
I ain’t gon’ lie, I got a habit (ooh, I got a habit)
I swear to God, you can’t be on my status (I swear to God!)
Start the day off with a pint (yeah, brr-brr!)
I’ma show you how to live life (yeah, ooh!)
Take a lot of drugs, don’t think twice (wow)
I do this every day and all night (ooh, ooh!)
Whole gang full of drug addicts (yeah, brr!)
Whole gang full of drug addicts (chyeah, ooh, ooh, chyeah!)
Whole gang full of drug addicts (brr!)
Whole gang full of drug addicts (drug addicts)

[Verse]
I been smokin’ since I was eleven (ouu, eleven)
I been poppin’ pills since I was seven (chyeah, I was seven)
Told my pastor I don’t do confessions (hell nah)
‘Cause I pop a lot of molly for my breakfast (oou, molly!)
I ain’t never listen to nobody (no!)
In the courthouse off of ecstasy (god damn!)
And your baby mama layin’ next to me! (huh?)
After she just sucked me, I just told her ass to leave (bitch get out, ouu)
Everybody ’round me, like, them opp-sies (brr!)
I was too leaned out to drive the ‘Rari (huh?)
Made her ass wait two hours in the lobby (thot!)
I can’t go outside, ’cause I see papparazzi (chyeah, brr)
Take another pill, now I’m feeling better (ouu, X)
Gucci Gang, Gucci Gang, yeah I’m a trend-setter (Gucci Gang!)
Bustin’ all on your bitch, wiped it off with my sweater (ouu!)
I’m a drug addict, I’m richer than my professor (man, f*ck school)

[Chorus]
Whole gang full of drug addicts (ooh, chyeah)
Take a lot of sh*t, forgot what happened (forgot what happened)
I ain’t gon’ lie, I got a habit (ooh, I got a habit)
I swear to God, you can’t be on my status (I swear to God!)
Start the day off with a pint (yeah, brr-brr!)
I’ma show you how to live life (yeah, ooh!)
Take a lot of drugs, don’t think twice (wow)
I do this every day and all night (ooh, ooh!)
Whole gang full of drug addicts (yeah, brr!)
Whole gang full of drug addicts (chyeah, ooh, ooh, chyeah!)
Whole gang full of drug addicts (brr!)
Whole gang full of drug addicts (drug addicts)

Florida Georgia Line – Talk You Out of It Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Girl I know you had a long day
You ain’t feelin’ them downtown lights
But I got a bottle at your favorite place
Just waitin’ for us in a bucket on ice

Damn, I didn’t think it’d be that easy
‘Cause now you’re gettin’ ready
I’m just sittin’ there watchin’ TV
Here you come lookin’ like a grown man’s dream
Damn, I can’t believe, I can’t believe

[Chorus]
I talked you into slippin’ down the hall, baby, turn it on
Your playlist you play when you’re in the shower
Talked you into taking up my time, making up your mind
Switching back and forth for an hour
And now you’re lookin’ like a line from a Vandross song
I’m looking at the fine little dress you got on
Don’t get me wrong, girl, I love it
Now I just wanna talk you out of it

[Verse 2]
Yeah, as cool at it would be
Watchin’ people wonder who you are
Oh, we should just say we did, we can start with a kiss
And pretend we just got back from the bar

[Chorus]
I talked you into slippin’ down the hall, baby, turn it on
Your playlist you play when you’re in the shower
Talked you into taking up my time, making up your mind
Switching back and forth for an hour
And now you’re lookin’ like a line from a Vandross song
I’m looking at the fine little dress you got on
Don’t get me wrong, girl, I love it
Now I just wanna talk you out of it

[Bridge]
Yeah, it’s a little cold outside
The music’s probably way too loud
To hear you laugh
And there’s a look in your eyes
Looks like we ain’t leavin’ now
Girl, I’m so glad, I’m so glad

[Chorus]
I talked you into slippin’ down the hall, baby, turn it on
Your playlist you play when you’re in the shower
Talked you into taking up my time, making up your mind
Switching back and forth for an hour
And now you’re lookin’ like a line from a Vandross song
I’m looking at the fine little dress you got on
Don’t get me wrong, girl, I love it
Now I just wanna talk you out of it

B.o.B – Bad Computer Lyrics

I’ve traveled so far
Couldn’t tell you how far
Feels as though I have been
A million places at once
Many lives I’ve lived
Many battles I’ve faught
I’ve faught, and lost

Mass shooter
Black rougers
What’s up to you half truthers

Das humor
I’m past the rumors
I’m past the human
The body is trash
A bad computer
A ghost, a ghost
With massive tumors
Can’t threaten a nigga like me
Well I’ll be glad to do it
Sprinkle my ashes on my mac computer
And rappin’ to it
While I blast Future
Say that’s the future
Thats the future

If you lookin for trouble
You ain’t gotta look far
Without the presence of dark

The year is 5625
Niggas is clappin
And stomping in church
Waiting for jesus to come back alive
Niggas is still conscious
Waiting for ET to come out the sky
Stop all these crimes
Mentally ill and out of their mind
Niggas is still waiting for flac
Waiting for supplies
Niggas is still like damn I was just talkin to so so
The other day, how did they die, why
Niggas is still conscious
Waiting for politicians to admit they lied

They send so many haters my way
I could start an agency
It’s all about branding, all about branding
It’s like a fraternity
They wanna brand me

Niggas want grammys
Niggas want families

I don’t want a damn thing

I’ve traveled so far
Couldn’t tell you how far
Feels as though I have been
A million places at once
Many lives I’ve lived
Many battles I’ve faught
I’ve faught, and lost
If you lookin for trouble
You ain’t gotta look far

B.o.B – T.M.I. Lyrics

Yeah, yeah

(Chorus)
Dui, leave em doa
Fuck the nbi
Hundred racks leave em doa
Wait, tmi
Fuck twelve
And the cia and gbi
Post bail
Fresh up out the state
For the doi

Confiscate a nigga shit
Try to make a nigga tell
Fuck up out a nigga face
Already made bail
Dui, leave em doa
Fuck the nbi
Hundred racks leave em doa
Wait, tmi

Fuck twelve
Right now, right now
We gon shoot shoot

Sugar ray, go hard every round

911
Turn your twin towers to burning rubber

I feel like go ku
Im about to go ku
Been poppin since ’02

Hundred racks leave em doa
Wait, tmi
Fuck twelve
And the cia and gbi
Post bail
Fresh up out the state
For the doi

Confiscate a nigga shit
Try to make a nigga tell
Fuck up out a nigga face
Already made bail
Dui, leave em doa
Fuck the nbi
Hundred racks leave em doa
Wait, tmi

(Big Havi verse)

Hundred racks leave em doa
Wait, tmi
Fuck twelve
And the cia and gbi
Post bail
Fresh up out the state
For the doi

Confiscate a nigga shit
Try to make a nigga tell
Fuck up out a nigga face
Already made bail
Dui, leave em doa
Fuck the nbi
Hundred racks leave em doa
Wait, tmi

Pitbull – Free Free Free Lyrics

[Intro: Pitbull]
Now let me take you from Miami, the pineapple
To New York, the big apple
Now let’s escape, darling

[Chorus: Theron Theron]
Party jumpin’, until the morning
Feeling free, free, free
Hands keep waving, we misbehavin’
Feeling free, free, free
Cause ain’t nobody ready to go home
We gon’ keep it going all night long
Yeah, party raisin’, so hard time crazy
Feeling free, free, free

[Verse 1: Pitbull]
Guess who’s back? Fresh off the boat
Smelling like Bahamas, for sure
I still got the ship escape
Still the Godfather
Still el Padrino, you know
After dog, and kiss a little loose
A lotta bout 3-0-5, no goose
A straight walk a straight line, no juice
Catch me on top of that ya, no roof
Travel around the world like it’s a new sport
Move and escape to New York
Ahora ven aqui mami, dame un beso
Tu sabe que te gusta, deja eso

[Pre-Chorus: Pitbull]
Tonight, tonight
We gon’ have us a real good time
Baby girl, how you so fine?
Tonight you gon’ be mine (be mine)
Tonight, tonight
We gon’ have us a real good time (good time)
Baby girl, how you so fine? (so fine)
Tonight you gon’ be mine (that’s right)

[Chorus: Theron Theron]
Party jumpin’, until the morning
Feeling free, free, free
Hands keep waving, we misbehavin’
Feeling free, free, free
Cause ain’t nobody ready to go home
We gon’ keep it going all night long
Yeah, party raisin’, so hard time crazy
Feeling free, free, free

[Verse 2: Pitbull]
Wooo
Guess who’s back? Yours truly
Mr. Independent, welcome to the new me
Nothing like freedom I’d love to be free
A world takeover, times three
Hardest working man in the game, that’s me
He’s done, he’s over, he’s finished, let’s see (yeah right)
You clearly don’t know me
Mami wanna have some fun, mami show me
Mami wanna party, I poured her some Voli
She said I remember you at [?]
I said baby that’s the old me
Ahora ven aqui mami, dame un beso
Tu sabe que te gusta, deja eso

[Pre-Chorus: Pitbull]
Tonight, tonight
We gon’ have us a real good time
Baby girl, how you so fine?
Tonight you gon’ be mine (be mine)
Tonight, tonight
We gon’ have us a real good time (good time)
Baby girl, how you so fine? (so fine)
Tonight you gon’ be mine (that’s right)

[Chorus: Theron Theron]
Party jumpin’, until the morning
Feeling free, free, free
Hands keep waving, we misbehavin’
Feeling free, free, free
Cause ain’t nobody ready to go home
We gon’ keep it going all night long
Yeah, party raisin’, so hard time crazy
Feeling free, free, free

[Hook: Theron Theron]
Go like kambo, take me down low down low
Party tempo, to the congo
We’ve been drinkin’, making right decisions
There’s no limit, everybody’s singing

[Chorus: Theron Theron]
Party jumpin’, until the morning
Feeling free, free, free
Hands keep waving, we misbehavin’
Feeling free, free, free
Cause ain’t nobody ready to go home
We gon’ keep it going all night long
Yeah, party raisin’, so hard time crazy
Feeling free, free, free

Lil Yachty – Who Want The Smoke? Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Yachty, BlocBoy JB & Lil’ Juice]
I fuck with this shit, man
Ha
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!
Word!

[Chorus: Lil Yachty & BlocBoy JB]
Hotboxin’ in the whip (in the whip)
I don’t even smoke (smoke though)
But we drop tops and let it rip (skrrt, skrrt)
Pull up if it’s smoke (huh?)
With them big rocks up in her ear (word)
Chandelier (chandelier)
Can you hear? (Huh?)
Who that there?
Who want the smoke? (The smoke)
Who want the smoke? (Word)
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? (Word, word, word)
Who want the smoke? (Yeah)
Who want the smoke? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? (Ayy)

[Verse 1: Cardi B]
I-I-I hear shots comin’ on the low from hoes I’m higher than
This attention is so flatterin’ ’cause they’re admirin’
Don’t know what’s on their mind, but it should be retirement
Get the AARP or this AR get to firin’ (blat)
They don’t want smoke with me (no)
The diamonds is chokin’ me, their pussy need potpourri
These bitches is 0-3
And there ain’t a lower league, all in my ovaries
The fur on my shoulder mink
Tell me what Hov would think
I get the money, I am the king of New York
And I rock a sew-in weave (woo, woo, woo, woo)
I run it, I run it, I relay the win
They talkin’, they talkin’, I’m takin’ it in
I did not come here to make any friends
Who buried the bridge and aren’t makin’ amends
They don’t want none, I’ll say it again (yee!)
They don’t want none, I pray for their sins (hah)

[Chorus: Lil Yachty, BlocBoy JB & Cardi B]
Hotboxin’ in the whip (in the whip)
I don’t even smoke (smoke though)
But we drop tops and let it rip (skrrt, skrrt)
Pull up if it’s smoke (huh?)
With them big rocks up in her ear (word)
Chandelier (chandelier)
Can you hear? (Huh?)
Who that there?
Who want the smoke? (The smoke, who?)
Who want the smoke? (Word)
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? (Word, word, word, b-b-b-blat)
Who want the smoke? (Yeah, who?)
Who want the smoke? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? (Ayy)

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Is you fuckin’? (Yeah) Baby girl I need to know (who?)
Who finna run get the rubbers from the store? (Who there?)
Bitch so damn wet, drippin’ on my marble floor (drip, drip, drip)
Never not strapped, in my city, on my foe
Pull up in a two-seater (yeah,) in a wife-beater
With my bro, he be bangin’ like a car speaker
All black, late night like the Grim Reaper
Wrist in the air, turned the club to a new freezer

[Chorus: Lil Yachty & BlocBoy JB]
Who want the smoke? (The smoke)
Who want the smoke? (Word)
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? (Word, word, word)
Who want the smoke? (Yeah)
Who want the smoke? (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Who want the, who want the, who want the smoke? (Ayy)

[Verse 3: Offset]
Offset!
Glock 40 in my coat
My bitch keep fire in the Chanel tote (fire, fire)
Suffocate him, hang him by the rope
Hot potato, bullet, let it go (brrt, brrt, brrt)
The .44 put him in a yolk (.44)
Pull up in the store, no, like he seen a ghost
And I got the kilo comin’ on the boat (kilo)
We gon’ move it fast, vamanos, vamanos (vamanos)
Niggas talkin’ foul on the d-low (foul)
[?] I’m standin’ at the line, shoot a free throw
Medical, I sip a couple lines of fineto
Impeccable, the Richard Mille line, man, it’s see-through (impeccable)
Who want the smoke? Wet him up, humble up
Seen the Ghost, [?] got a scope and I hope
That they pull up to the spot with the ho
Get smoked with the pole in the middle of the store (smoke)
The SIG pulled out, nigga had a stroke
[?] at them niggas, shawty, I don’t know
Choppa made that bitch (bah), ain’t nowhere to go
Throw him off the boat (die), in the river, float (float)
30 round clip in this clip clear (clear)
I’m in the Wraith so I’m lookin’ at the rear mirror (mirror)
Free jit, we ain’t goin’ for that shit, period (free jit)
Red dots on their pussy, niggas on their period (hey, hey)

Iggy Azalea – O.M.G lyrics

He ain’t got a chance with a bitch like me
He ain’t rich enough, rich enough (No)
Calls need to stop he ain’t calling ’bout the guap
I ain’t picking up, picking up
Y’all little hoes can’t sit by the pool
You ain’t thick enough, thick enough
Weave so long and the n*gger so wet
Gon’ eat it up, eat it up

(x2)
Oh My God, this sh*t different
Oh My God, Gucci slippers
Oh My God, my wrist vicious
Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings

What’s the difference between me and you? (Who?)
1200 dollars Gucci shoes (Ooh!)
I know the facts will make you feel a way
Took three years off and I’m still paid (Uh huh!)
What’s the difference between yours and mine
Credit cards that just don’t decline (No bitch!)
It’s overpriced but I still don’t mind
I spent 1000 dollars on a glass of wine

Y’all mathematicians tryna split the tab
Bitch you know you shouldn’t ate the crab
Louis purse but you kept the tag
Bitch you know you finna take it back
Tit for tat you know get the bag
You know n*gger fat, you know waist snatched
I’m in the quarter mill with the ceiling cracked
Why you in your feelings?
I ain’t feeling that (Naah!)

Ain’t no f*cking thing you could offer me
If he hit it then you know he won the lottery
Imma keep him if he eating with no cutlery
Pardon me, I’m too audacious
I want them tickets, ain’t talking citations
Santortini then I switch up locations
Got no further f*cks, so don’t ask for donations (Woo!)
Better get your bag up
Talk sh*t [???]

Oh My God, this sh*t different
Oh My God, Gucci slippers
Oh My God, my wrist vicious
Oh My God, might hurt yo feelings

[Outro]
Oh My God
Biggest bitch ever!

Dumblonde – White Hot Lies lyrics

Your white hot lies electrify me

Dark side, bright light both look right to me
Wrong right, feels like maybe that’s what I need
Your type not polite but talk that sh*t I need
Cold eyes, run lines, in one touch I believe

[Pre Chorus]
I don’t wanna but I need your love
It ain’t really gotta mean that much
All I want is just to feel your touch
You liar!

[Chorus]
Your white hot lies electrify me
I might just like the way they feel in me
Make me high on a low and I can’t let go
But I’m never satisfied
Your white hot lies electrify me
So lie to me..

[Verse 2]
We try time and time to make this us a thing
I’m out of line called twice baby you’re out of reach
Your type, not polite, but talk that sh*t I need
Cold eyes, run lines, in one touch I believe

[Pre-Chorus]
I don’t wanna but I need your love
It ain’t really gotta mean that much
All I want is just to feel your touch
You liar!

[Chorus]
Your white hot lies electrify me
I might just like the way they feel in me
Make me high on a low and I can’t let go
But I’m never satisfied
Your white hot lies electrify me
So lie to me..

Yeah, just lie to me
Electrify me (So lie to me)
Electrify me (So lie to me)

[Chorus]
Your white hot lies electrify me (Hey baby,baby)
I might just like the way they feel in me
(So don’t hold back electrify me)
Make me high on a low and I can’t let go
But I’m never satisfied
Your white hot lies electrify me
So lie to me..

[Outro]
Don’t stop electrify me
Your white hot lies electrify me

Nicki Minaj – Boo’d Up Remix lyrics

[Intro: Nicki Minaj]
Ayo, this the remix
Ella Mai, Quavocito, Chun-Li
Rrrrrr, haha

[Verse 1: Nicki Minaj]
Ayo, lemme tell you why you so special
Hood nigga bang the .45 special
Fuckin’ wit’ him but we never tell the press, though
Dick game on, alakazam, presto
Still a Playboy bunny on Hef, though
So we gotta get the dollar like Creflo
He said that he want respect
I said, “That’s dope”
But that goes both ways like DeJ Loaf, uh
Left them other bitches with the stupid face
He said he tryna steal my heart, he got the booster face
I give him time that them other niggas used to waste
He got that, he got that, he got that super bass

[Verse 2: Ella Mai]
Feelings, so deep in my feelings
No, this ain’t really like me
Can’t control my anxiety
Feeling, like I’m touching the ceiling
When I’m with you I can’t breathe
Boy, you do something to me

[Pre-Chorus: Ella Mai]
Ooh, now I’ll never get over you until I find something new
That get me high like you do, yeah yeah
Ooh, now I’ll never get over you until I find something new
That get me high like you do

[Chorus: Ella Mai]
Listen to my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up
Biddy-da-dum, boo’d up
Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up
Biddy-da-dum it just won’t stop, it go
Ba-dum, boo’d up
Biddy-da-dum, boo’d up
Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up
Biddy-da-dum, it just won’t stop, it go

[Verse 3: Quavo, Nicki Minaj, Both]
Let you on my life, get a sneak peek
Listen to my heart go beep-beep
When we boo’d up, she keep me out the street-streets
Hit it back-to-back, make me call her repeat
She lockin’ up like it’s robotic, yeah
On your body, your body, your body, yeah
I’ll let you get the racks out my wallet, yeah
But she so bad she say, “I got it,” yeah, ooh
And we always catchin’ on fire babe, nobody like you
Ain’t nobody like, ain’t nobody like you

[Pre-Chorus: Ella Mai]
Ooh, now I’ll never get over you until I find something new
That get me high like you do, yeah yeah
Ooh, now I’ll never get over you until I find something new
That get me high like you do

[Chorus: Ella Mai & Quavo]
Listen to my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up (boo’d up)
Biddy-da-dum, boo’d up (boo’d up, boo’d up)
Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up (boo’d up)
Biddy-da-dum it just won’t stop, it go (boo’d up)
Ba-dum, boo’d up (boo’d up)
Biddy-da-dum, boo’d up (boo’d up)
Hear my heart go ba-dum, boo’d up (boo’d up)
Biddy-da-dum, it just won’t stop, it go

[Outro: Nicki Minaj & Quavo]
IPhone Ringtone
Hello?
What’s happenin’?
Babe, can you come and get me?
I’m outside

Radio Stanley – A year from Heaven

feat. Beau Nox

I think I’m better off leaving
Girl, you are the reason that I can ignore how I feel
Better off leaving
Girl, it’s five in the evening and no one can tell what is real

You’re gonna be better off alone
You don’t wanna be my tide
You don’t wanna see that side
I knock you down like diamond
It’s dangerous, I’m not alone, but I’m

I push you down
But you stay on top of my heart
I push you down ‘cause
You stay on top of my heart

I think I’m better off leaving
Girl, you are the reason that I can ignore how I feel
Better off leaving
Girl, it’s five in the evening and no one can tell what is real

I think you’d be better off alone
You don’t wanna be my tide
You don’t wanna see that side
I knock you down like diamond
It’s dangerous, I’m not alone, but I’m

I push you down
But you stay on top of my heart
I push you down ‘cause
You stay on top of my heart

Uh, baby baby
Uh, baby baby

You’re such dramatic
Called you a taxi,
How am I [??] that you had my heat
[?] probably’s an acting
So, money is a habit
Happy as a tablet, I want you to have it
[?] over reacting, yeah

I’m gonna be better off alone
You don’t wanna be my tide
You don’t wanna see that side
I knock you down like diamond
It’s dangerous, I’m not alone, but I’m

I push you down
I put you down ‘cause I’m all alone, all alone

Gil Sanders – Over the hill

feat. ZAY

Are you ready looking like a [?] that
Never has been kissed
If you let me, I can help you cross it
Of your Bucket list
There’s no room for baggage, you’re upon this voyage
There are no regrets
Get off the quick sand, stick to the program
Don’t you get?

Stuck in your past, just one day you’ll live
And one day you don’t
So, treat every breath as your last
And know there is still a long way to go
Before we are over the, over the, over the hill

Sun is shining, but the paradox is you’re still in the dark
When you’re climbing you have to cut your losses
Or you’re bound to fall
Oh, there’s no room for baggage here upon this voyage
And no regrets
Get off the quick sand, stick to the program
Don’t you get?

Stuck in your past, just one day you’ll live
And one day you don’t
So, treat every breath as your last
but know there is still a long way to go
Before we are over the, over the, over the hill

Don’t you get?

Stuck in your past, just one day you’ll live
And one day you don’t
So, treat every breath as your last
but know there is still a long way to go
Before we are over the, over the, over the hill