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Nick Cannon – Canceled: Invitation Lyrics

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[Intro]
Think about it, punk motherfucker
You’ve been disrespecting our queens for years
Matter fact, why don’t you tell ’em how you really feel, Marshall

[Chorus: Eminem Sample & Nick Cannon]
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What you say, Em?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (You might win some but you just lost one)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (Motherfucker, what?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (We let you be a guest in this house but now you cancelled, Slim)

[Verse 1]
Had to put my motherfucking turban on
Outside your motherfuckin’ suburban home
Protestin’ with AKs and guns
Our queens don’t need your racism
You’re the KKK of this generation
Okay-kay-kay, did I take it too far?
He’s a rap star, run nigga run
Standing my ground, fruit of Islam
I don’t give a fuck if his ass was young
Can’t let that slide, that’s on my son
God damn right, yeah, I’m on one
‘Cause ain’t no age for white rage
Succinctly in your DNA
I seen you at the VMAs
All them niggas that was with you, you treated ’em like indentured slaves

[Pre-Chorus]
Read the Isis paper, you racist, I see why you hate us
Pretend you love us but you really jealous, wanna be brothers
Christopher Columbus, hip-hop wish you discovered
Now I’ma slay you for my sisters, cousins, daughters and mothers
(Em, what’d you said about the original woman?)

[Chorus: Eminem Sample & Nick Cannon]
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What you say, Em?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (You might win some but you just lost one)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (Motherfucker, what?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (We let you be a guest in this house but now you cancelled, Slim)

[Verse 2]
This for Rosa and Coretta, Assata and Loretta
Betty, Roseta, Angela, Mahalia
Dr. Bethune, Sojourner, she the truth
I do it for the culture, the new Oprah in the booth
Lord Jamar told your ass you was a guest in our house
I’m tryna find out who the fuck let this pest in our house
Close the door, apology tour, for sure they gon’ say I’m race baiting
But I had to lure ’em with the hate just to keep [?]

[Pre-Chorus]
Read the Isis paper, you racist, I see why you hate us
Pretend you love us but you really jealous, wanna be brothers
Christopher Columbus, hip-hop wish you discovered
Now I’ma slay you for my sisters, cousins, daughters and mothers

[Chorus: Eminem Sample & Nick Cannon]
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What you say, Em?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (You might win some but you just lost one)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (What?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (Motherfucker, what?)
Black girls are bitches, black girls are dumb (We let you be a guest in this house but now you cancelled, Slim)

[Outro]
You heard him, that’s how you feel about us
You just gon’ keep letting that ride?
Oh yeah the hop and bop and all House negros that keep defendin’ this motherfucker
Holla at me, I got some books you should read
Oh, and Marshall, I tried to give you an invitation
Now that invitation cancelled

Vince Staples – Hell Bound Lyrics

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[Intro]
I do it
(Turn it up)
I do it, yeah
(Hey, turn it up)
I do it
Ayy

[Pre-Chorus]
Man down, white sheets, yellow tape
That’s what you get for tryna hesitate
My homies go so hard they medicate
We never making it to heaven’s gates

[Chorus 1]
Hellbound, it’s goin’ down
Hellbound, it’s goin’ down
Hellbound, it’s goin’ down

[Verse 1]
Okay, now baby, let me see you drop that ass to the ground
Okay, now baby, come and see me on the Norf of the town
You know I love you, let me cuff you if it’s round and brown
Grandmama told me keep them homely, hungry citches from ’round
I told her everybody love me, she said, “Not them people, trust me”
She said they just wanna fuck me, she said they just want some money
She said they just want mandingo, don’t be giving up my C-Notes
I said, “These is blue strips”, throw ’em up like a true crip
Growing up I was too slick, you can’t play me ’cause I got the game

[Chorus 2]
Hellbound, it’s goin’ down
Hellbound, it’s goin’ down
Hellbound, it’s goin’ down
Okay, now baby, let me see you drop that ass to the ground
Okay, now, hellbound, it’s goin’ down
Hellbound, it’s goin’ down
Hellbound, it’s goin’ down
Okay, now baby, let me see you drop that ass to the ground
Okay, now

[Verse 2]
Sweet Baby Jesus
Please give me the strength to keep from maxing out my Visas
Lunch at Matsuhisa, no more eating Little Caesars
Pressure life can stress you out when everybody need ya
Love ya but they’ll bleed ya, got it out the hard way
Artesia Boulevard Way, ayy, Ramona Park way
Ayy, we did it our way and can do it all day
You see I live for that, tell him kill that noise before I kill his ass, man

[Chorus 3]
Hellbound, it’s goin’ down
Hellbound, it’s goin’ down
Hellbound, it’s goin’ down
Okay, now

Gucci Mane – M’s on Ice Lyrics

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[Intro]
J. White Did It

[Chorus: J. White Did It & Gucci Mane]
I just dropped an M on my ice (Doo, doo, doo)
I just dropped an M on my life (Wow)
I just dropped a M on my life (Damn)
I just dropped a M on my ice
Had to take the roof off (Yeah)
Hit it with the chainsaw (Huh? Huh?)
I just dropped a M on her life (Wait)
I just dropped a M on her ice
Go, go (On this ice)
Go (I just dropped a M)
Go, go (On this ice)
Go (I just dropped a M)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Ice, ice, ice, ice cold on a ho (Wow)
East Atlanta Santa settin’ the price on the snow (Woo)
2020, I just dropped a M on my wrist (Brr)
I don’t like the word budget, I don’t got no bucket list (Damn)
Anything I want, I just buy that shit (Bow)
Twenty thousand for the fit, ten thousand more for the kicks (Gucci)
Anything you wanna get, I supply that shit (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, how high you wanna get? (Mwah) Got everything from a brick (Gucci)

[Chorus: J. White Did It & Gucci Mane]
I just dropped an M on my ice (Doo, doo, doo)
I just dropped an M on my life (Wow)
I just dropped a M on my life (Damn)
I just dropped a M on my ice
Had to take the roof off (Yeah)
Hit it with the chainsaw (Huh? Huh?)
I just dropped a M on her life (Wait)
I just dropped a M on her ice
Go, go (On this ice)
Go (I just dropped a M)
Go, go (On this ice)
Go (I just dropped a M)

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
V12 cylinder (Nyoom), chandelier the ceiling, uh (Huh?)
I just dropped a M on her (M), I keep droppin’ dick in her
I just bought another watch, I lower the temperature (Burr)
Haters gettin’ sicker, bruh, please bring a thermometer
Everything is wonderful, my floor mat match my winter fur
Drop the top, I’m warmin’ up and it ain’t even summer, bruh
Ballers puttin’ that ice on her, still can’t put no price on her (Nah)
Money keep enticin’ her, that’s what I bought these diamonds for (Gucci)

[Chorus: J. White Did It & Gucci Mane]
I just dropped an M on my ice (Doo, doo, doo)
I just dropped an M on my life (Wow)
I just dropped a M on my life (Damn)
I just dropped a M on my ice
Had to take the roof off (Yeah)
Hit it with the chainsaw (Huh? Huh?)
I just dropped a M on her life (Wait)
I just dropped a M on her ice
Go, go (On this ice)
Go (I just dropped a M)
Go, go (On this ice)
Go (I just dropped a M)

DaniLeigh – Old Me Lyrics

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[Pre-Chorus]
You need to take your time if you really tryna know me
They tryna be Dani, man, these bitches tryna clone me
And I don’t got the time, got ’em looking at my Rollie
And if you fucking with me, then you fucking with the old me (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
That’s the old me, that’s the old me (That’s the old me)
And I ain’t fucking with nobody that still owes me
And people poppin’ outta nowhere like they know me (Pop, pop, pop)
You ain’t the homie, you ain’t the homie (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse]
Put it all in the past, letting go of the baggage
Every move I’m making now, I’m gonna do it happy
Lost so many friends that I used to call a family
Abracadabra, they all faker than magic
It takes a lot to do this, and I still do this
Trying not to lose it, I’m going through it
They wanna see me change, they talking down on my name (Yeah)
Just tryna make a name, hope you could do the same

[Pre-Chorus]
You need to take your time if you really tryna know me (Yeah, yeah)
They tryna be Dani, man, these bitches tryna clone me
And I don’t got the time, got ’em looking at my Rollie (I don’t got the time, no, no)
And if you fucking with me, then you fucking with the old me (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
That’s the old me (Yeah), that’s the old me (That’s the old me)
And I ain’t fucking with nobody that still owes me (Yeah)
And people poppin’ outta nowhere like they know me (Yeah, yeah)
You ain’t the homie, you ain’t the homie (You ain’t the homie, no)

Gucci Mane – She Miss Me Lyrics

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[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Huh
You gotta cherish every day, man
The present is a gift, the future’s a mystery and the past is history
I’m a blizzard, an Eskimo, a polar bear, cold

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Now she say she miss me (Now she say she miss me)
But every time I’m gone then she try to diss me (Then she try to diss me)
But then I let her kiss it, then she say she miss me (Now, I got her kissin’ on it)
But if you miss it then fuck me, baby, fuck me like a mistress (Fuck me like a mistress, baby)
And I’ma fuck you like the first day out the penitentiary

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
Guwop got that dumb check (Yeah)
Yeah, he got that dome chick (Huh?)
Every time she see me, baby suck me like we just met (Yeah)
Brown, pretty, plump breasts (Yeah)
Mouth, pussy wet-wet (Woo)
Diamonds on her chest, it’s like a wet t-shirt contest (Shh)
They were sayin’ ehh (Ehh), now they sayin’ ooh (Ooh)
And my bitch look so good these bitches wanna fuck her, too (What?)
I drop my top on College Ave, where is my missing roof? (Where?)
Until I’m old and saggin’, too, suck like you’re snaggle-toothed

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & Rich The Kid]
Now she say she miss me (Now she say she miss me)
But every time I’m gone then she try to diss me (Then she try to diss me)
But then I let her kiss it, then she say she miss me (Now, I got her kissin’ on it)
But if you miss it then fuck me, baby, fuck me like a mistress (Fuck me like a mistress, baby)
And I’ma fuck you like the first day out the penitentiary (Rich)

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
I fucked her good, but she can’t tell nobody (Nobody)
New Lamb’ robotic (Skrrt)
Pull out the Wraith when we go shoppin’ (What?)
Cash out, no stoppin’
I tell her, “Miss me” (Miss me)
“When I’m gone, don’t try to diss me” (Huh?)
I done fucked on all her friends, they against me (Rich)
Whip with a fryin’ pan (Whip)
Gave that bitch like nine bands
Ooh, pussy so damn good, she got her bag again (Her bag again)
Ayy, fuck her in her Benz, she can’t drive again (Skrrt)
Ooh, she fancy ’cause she cashin’ in

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Now she say she miss me (Now she say she miss me)
But every time I’m gone then she try to diss me (Then she try to diss me)
But then I let her kiss it, then she say she miss me (Now, I got her kissin’ on it)
But if you miss it then fuck me, baby, fuck me like a mistress (Fuck me like a mistress, baby)
And I’ma fuck you like the first day out the penitentiary

[Outro: Gucci Mane]
And I’ma fuck you like the first day out the penitentiary
And I’ma fuck you like the first day out the penitentiary

Harry Styles – Juice Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Don’t say it ’cause I know I’m cute (Ooh, baby)
Gucci down to my drawers
LV all on my shoes (Ooh, baby)
I be drippin’ so much sauce
Got me lookin’ like RAGÚ (Ooh, baby)
Lit up like a crystal ball
That’s cool, baby, so is you
That’s how I roll

[Pre-Chorus]
If I’m shinin’, everybody gonna shine (Yeah, I’m goals)
I was born like this, don’t even gotta try (Now you know)
I’m like chardonnay, get better over time (So you know)
Heard you say I’m not the baddest, bitch, you lie (Haha)

[Chorus]
It ain’t my fault that I’m out here gettin’ loose
Gotta blame it on the Goose
Gotta blame it on my juice, baby
It ain’t my fault that I’m out here makin’ news
I’m the pudding in the proof
Gotta blame it on my juice

[Post-Chorus]
Ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee
Blame it on my juice, blame it, blame it on my juice
Ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee
Blame it on my juice, blame it, blame it on my juice

[Verse 2]
No, I’m not a snack at all
Look, baby, I’m the whole damn meal (Ooh, baby)
Geoffrey, you ain’t bein’ slick
Don’t dare try to cop a feel (Ooh, baby)
The juice ain’t worth the squeeze
If the juice don’t look like this (Like this, like this, like this)
Hold up, baby, please
Don’t make me have to take your ooo! (How I roll)

[Pre-Chorus]
If I’m shinin’, everybody gonna shine (Yeah, I’m goals)
I was born like this, don’t even gotta try (Now you know)
I’m like chardonnay (Okay), get better over time (So you know)
Heard you say I’m not the baddest, bitch, you lie (You lie)

[Chorus]
It ain’t my fault that I’m out here gettin’ loose
Gotta blame it on the Goose
Gotta blame it on my juice, baby
It ain’t my fault that I’m out here makin’ news
I’m the pudding in the proof
Gotta blame it on my juice

[Post-Chorus]
Ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee
Blame it on my juice, blame it, blame it on my juice
Ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee
Blame it on my juice, blame it, blame it on my juice (Alright)
Ya-ya-ee

[Bridge]
Somebody come get this man
I think he got lost in my DMs, what? My DMs, what?
You better come get your man
I think he wanna be way more than friends, what?
Way more than friends
What you want me to say?

[Chorus]
It ain’t my fault that I’m out here gettin’ loose
Gotta blame it on the Goose
Gotta blame it on my juice, baby
It ain’t my fault that I’m out here makin’ news
I’m the pudding in the proof
Gotta blame it on my juice

[Post-Chorus]
Ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee
Blame it on my juice, blame it, blame it on my juice
Ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee, ya-ya-ee
Blame it on my juice, blame it, blame it on my juice

Kanye West – Bye Bye Baby Lyrics

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[Intro: Mykki Blanco]
‘Ye, ’Ye, ‘Ye, ‘Ye, ’Ye
‘Ye, ‘Ye, ‘Ye, ‘Ye, ‘Ye
Let me mask up America
Kill the country, smoke a blunt, make it spiritual
Let me mask up America
Kill the country, smoke a blunt, make it spiritual
Let me mask up America
Kill the country, smoke a blunt, make it spiritual
Why did Kanye say that? What is Kanye thinkin’?
What is Kanye drinkin’, man?
Why did Kanye say that? What is Kanye thinkin’?
What is Kanye drinkin’, man?
At this point, I just wondered if Mr. West understands that
We’re questioning his credibility, we-we just don’t understand

[Verse 1]
This beat make me wanna see a big bootie bitch
Have sex, throw it on her like it dootie shit
Hide up on somethin’ stunnah for a week out this shit
But I come suck a tittie, just a freak out the shit
Let me see you turn around, let me see you decorate
Let me see you stack it down, got something, back it down
On some, on a star, let me see you take it all
Life is so, runnin’ far like a funny man and all
You a star, you a fly, you a boss, you a boss
Let it down, put it down, no trippin’ like LeBron
Don’t treat me like a John, nah-nah, don’t treat me like no John
No, don’t treat me like no John
Don’t you treat me like the Don, y’all dealin’ with Yan
Yeah, yeah (Dhi-Dhi-Dhi), y’all remember Yan?
That’s the slumber sleepy gang, bi-Bitch don’t make me yawn
Dealin’ with a pawn, dealin’ with a pawn, everything’s calm
Yawn, don’t treat me like no John
Where the fuck you been? (Bi-bi-bitch) How the fuck you been?
I just fucked your friend, I got fucked with wind
Somethings on the bend, goin’ for the win
Yeah, I’m goin’ in, know a new move
Something’s comin’ too soon, no, got nothing to prove
I’m not comin’ too soon, I just got it to move
Pass on the two vroom, something’s coming too rude
Ay, ay, ay, ay, okay, hit your stomach
Take one leg on the stomach, bite the stomach
Stretch one leg down, put the other one, touch your knees
‘Till your titty gotta stomp, keep on stuntin’ if you with me
I’m a going real deep, real-real deep
With a bomb, get some real sleep, get some real sleep, uh
Or sleep real deep, hit her real deep
Should have thought, bitch you been asleep for about a week
Wake your ass, take about another hour of dick
I know foul stuff, don’t believe me, karma coming quick
Know they stuntin’ now, and we got ’em sellin’ out the flick
And she only think steady, tell that bitch to come equipped
Know what’s good, and I just told you to come with us, uh
You brought some friends, ooh yeah you came equipped, uh
Gonna stomp on ’em, ‘Ye you came equipped, huh?
She say she ready go, why she always trippin’?

Gucci Mane – Jingle Bales Lyrics

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[Intro]
Wop
East Atlanta Santa
Jumpin’ out the Phantom
Huh, go

[Chorus]
Jingle bales, bales on the scale (Bale)
Fish scale same color as (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Tryna duck the feds (Fuck ’em), just bust a nigga head (Bah)
‘Cause these niggas tried to play with my bread (Huh? Pussy)
Jingle bales (Jingle), motherfuck 12 (Fuck ’em)
I’ma drop a bag on your head (Wack ’em, kill ’em)
The neighbors won’t tell (Nah), and we left no shells (Bah)
It’s a dead man ‘sleep in your bad (Ooh, go)

[Verse]
Jingle, jingle (Jingle), I’m Kris Kringle (Santa)
Tryna stack my chips up (Yeah), tall like Pringles
The work came darker, the price got cheaper (Cheap)
Coke like Christmas and pints like Easter (Pink)
Hustlin’ with the work, get in the kitchen like Batista (Rrah)
Shake the pot, shake the pot, shake it like a seizure (Skrrt)
Charge your boy the super high, sell it ‘fore it’s even dry
Gucci the executive (Gucci), but I don’t wear a suit and tie
Dressed super fly, I’m too rich even for Uber rides (No Uber)
Can’t even go outside (No), everywhere I’m recognized (Ooh)
Gucci Mane a model now, they need me to advertise (Yeah)
Pull up in an Avatar, hybrid with some stupid ice
She stalkin’ me, she jackin’ me, she watch me like a private eye
Mob guy, washed guy, your boyfriend a small fry (Small)
Drop top, winter time, ’cause I can’t be the fall guy (Brr)
Ballin’ till you fall out (Ball), I just trapped out the mall out (Oh, damn)

[Chorus]
Jingle bales (Jingle), bales on the scale (Bale)
Fish scale same color as (Skrrt, skrrt)
Tryna duck the feds (Santa), just bust a nigga head (Bah)
‘Cause these niggas tried to play with my bread (Wack ’em, hoo)
Jingle bales (Jingle), motherfuck 12 (Fuck ’em)
I’ma drop a bag on your head (Damn, damn)
The neighbors won’t tell (Nah), and we left no shells (Bah)
It’s a dead man ‘sleep in your bad (Ooh)

Machine Gun Kelly – ​why are you here Lyrics

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[Intro]
We can never be friends

[Chorus]
I hate that I saw you again last night
You were with somebody and so was I
Met you in the bathroom at 12:05
And I fucked you again, we can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I’m not myself
I’m not myself when you’re around, no
Can’t be helped
We are insane, that’s just the way it goes

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m a demon in the night, she’s an angel with the white
Told me, “Keep on all the lights, I’ma show you what you like”
Help you put back on your clothes, make sure nothing’s on your nose
Ain’t even tell my closest homies, nobody knows

[Chorus]
I hate that I saw you again last night
You were with somebody and so was I
Met you in the bathroom at 12:05
And I fucked you again, we can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
I’m gonna cry (Gonna cry)
I need to smoke, I’m feelin’ sick inside (Sick inside)
From seein’ you next to a friend of mine
We didn’t speak, but I read your mind
Both tellin’ lies, our alibis didn’t work this time (Didn’t work this time)

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m a demon in the night, she’s an angel with the white
Told her, “Keep on all the lights, you can show me what you like”
Help me put back on my clothes, make sure nothing’s on my nose
Can’t even tell my closest homies, nobody knows

[Chorus]
I hate that I saw you again last night
You were with somebody and so was I
Met you in the bathroom at 12:05
And I fucked you again, we can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Post-Chorus]
We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah
We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah
We can never be friends, we can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Bridge]
Yeah, I know that I said I was at home
Okay, yeah, you caught me (Caught me)
I thought that you said you were all alone
Look at you lying

[Chorus]
I hate that I saw you again last night (I hate that I saw you again)
You were with somebody and so was I
Met you in the bathroom at 12:05
And I fucked you again (And I), we can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Outro]
Oh, we can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
We can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
We can never be friends, we can never be friends, yeah, yeah, yeah

Meghan Trainor – Ruthless Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
I got other plans for you (I)
Wonder why you play like me a fool
But if you love breaking hearts in two
Then I’m not gonna waste any time on you

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m so fragile, don’t be casual
No, you can’t have me for one night
No
I ain’t easy, boy, come please me
Once you got me, I’m yours for life

[Chorus]
So, don’t be ruthless with my heart
Don’t be hard, but don’t be rough
Boy, be gentle with your touch
You can push, you can pull, but be careful, you’ll tear me apart
So, don’t be ruthless (No no no, babe)
Don’t be ruthless (Don’t be ruthless, babe)
Don’t be ruthless with my heart, heart
Hey, don’t be ruthless (Don’t be, don’t)
Dont be ruthless (Don’t be, don’t)
Dont be ruthless with my heart, hey

[Verse 2]
I wanna be caressed a certain way
Wake up to kisses on my face (Hey, hey)
Rock me to bed, rock me to bed, baby, roll your way
Can’t give it to me, come give it to me night and day (Hey, hey)

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m so fragile, don’t be casual
No, you can’t have me for one night
No
I ain’t easy
Boy, come please me (Hey)
Once you got me, I’m yours for life

[Chorus]
So (So), don’t be ruthless with my heart
(Don’t be ruthless, don’t be ruthless)
Don’t be hard, but don’t be rough (But don’t be rough, baby)
Boy, be gentle with your touch (Come be gentle, come be gentle)
You can push, you can pull, but be careful, you’ll tear me apart
So, babe, don’t be ruthless (Mmm)
Don’t be ruthless (no no no no no)
Don’t be ruthless with my heart, hey
Hey, don’t be ruthless (Don’t, don’t)
Don’t be ruthless (Don’t)
Don’t be ruthless with my heart, hey (Come give it to me)

[Bridge]
Wrap me up like I’m your present
Happy birthday, congratulations
I know I’m your favorite flavor
Take you home, you can call me after
‘Cause I’ll be good to you, babe
And I deserve good too
My love is worth more than most
If you can grab a hold and don’t let me go

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m so fragile, don’t be casual
No, you can’t have me for one night
And I ain’t easy
Boy, come please me
Once you get me, I’m yours for life, hey, hey

[Chorus]
Don’t be ruthless with my heart (No, oh)
Don’t be hard, but don’t be rough (Don’t be rough, boy)
Boy, be gentle with your touch (Come be gentle, come be gentle)
You can push, you can pull, but be careful, you’ll tear me apart
(Hey, hey, hey)
So, don’t be ruthless (Don’t be, don’t be don’t)
Don’t be ruthless (Don’t be, don’t be, don’t)
Don’t be ruthless with my heart (No no no no)
Don’t be ruthless (Hey)
Don’t be ruthless (Hey)
Don’t be ruthless with my heart (Don’t, no)

Lil Wayne – Sleepless Lyrics

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[Intro]
Angels, Witches
Angels, Witches

[Verse 1]
Demonic, Exotic, Exotic, Demonic
I pop Oxycodone like antibiotic
Textin’ my phone, Right now I’m on molly
It got me perspiring like I’m in Somalia
I should be more careful, Right now I be wildin’
I could be more helpful, could not be more stylish
She could be my devil, she might be my goddess
It could be Satanic, it might be platonic
I tip my hat to her, she’d rather dollars
I drip a bath for her, she’d rather shower
She turned her back on me, I just massage her
Knew we were a match; didn’t know we started fires
A bird is a plane? If it is, it’s a private
Swerve in the lane, she either hittin’ or dodgin’
Meet me at the crossroads, I’m in the middle of rush hour
I’m the end of the road, Boyz II Men don’t die

[Chorus 1]
Angels and witches
Angels and witches
Bengals and kittens
Swingers and hittas
Signels and sinners
Ankles, physicians
The pictures, the painters
The sick one, the sane one
The lit one, the lame one
The mistress, the main one
The witch and the angel

Just got it started, y’all are welcome to finish…

Kreayshawn – I’m Depressed Freestyle Lyrics

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[Intro]
I don’t know what’s wrong
It’s like, I’m sad, but I’m not crying
I’m just sad
Uh, you got me hot
Y’all got me hot man
You got me hot
I’m just hot man

[Verse 1]
Ay, you really got me hot today
And it ain’t about the [?] don’t talk to me
Don’t call my fucking phone, don’t bother me
I think I’m depressed, yeah, fucking probably
Fucking doing shit wrong, not properly
Not even [?] fucking broccoli
Feel like I did my own fucking robbery
I’m insanity because I’m mad at me
And I can’t figure out why I’m feelin’ like shit
People tellin’ me, “Get up, you lazy bitch”
But give me a break, ’cause I must admit
My brain not working right, man, I’m out of it
And everything you fucking say got me mad as hell
Tellin’ me to meditate and go eat some kale
But yoga ain’t shit, man, I want Taco Bell
And drink a beer and sit around and just feel like shit

[Interlude]
You should try reading The Secret
Maybe go on a walk
You know, meditation always helps

[Verse 2]
Man, don’t tell me how to deal
You don’t know how I am, you don’t know how I feel
Your feelings ain’t my feelings, and you ain’t in my head
Don’t give me no advice, I’m not needin’ it
I don’t want your fucking book, I’m not readin’ it
And if I hear one more time I need exercise
I’m gonna come over there, I’ma clap on your mind, bitch
I’m not doing shit, I’m not listening
I don’t wanna go to the gym
Fuck this, fuck everything, fuck that [?]
I’m not doing shit, I’ma sit here today
Make a song that’s fucking wack, and I’m not gonna play it
For none of my friends, ’cause they don’t care
They don’t like my fucking shit, they don’t play it nowhere
Don’t listen to me, ’cause I ain’t shit to you
Man, I don’t give a fuck, ’cause I’ma bounce back soon

[Outro]
You should try reading The Secret
And maybe go on a walk
Take deep breaths
You know, meditation always helps

wifisfuneral – Stick Lyrics

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[Intro]
Hahahahahahaha
Yuh, aye
Uh, uh, ah
Stack it up
Aye, aye, aye, here we go
Yuh, aye, aye, aye, yuh

[Verse]
I remember I was young and reckless
Since a adolescence, codeine my pref’ as a beverage
I was in the two-seater with the legs split
Why they tryna hold me down like I’m hell-bent?
Had to sacrifice a lot just to settle in
I ain’t really talkin’ to ya, my life is a object
Feelin’ like a alien that came up out of project
Playin’ with my soul like a puppet, do they gotta test?
Now I’m off the Tec, I’m a mess, I don’t gotta stress
Got a little treesh on my neck, but I gotta flex
Way that she suck and she swallow, she might just go viral
And I feel like I’m Tyson, they play with my top
I’m defendin’ my title, no .223 rifle
With these bands in my hands, I’ma stack it like Eiffel
She used to tell me how you like it, daddy, no Peter Pie though
I was ghost ridin’, swimming’ through the pussy like Otto
And I’m too focused on the Perc-10, I apologize
Sadly, we see that he envy me, ’cause we see the despise
Look me dead in my eyes, see a skeleton, fried
Believe me how I’m next, ye, so I’m diggin’ the opp
Got my lean out th counter, they said it’s a drought
I got Europe hoes global that play with they mouth

[Chorus]
Uh, yuh, bust out the rip, right on the hip, ain’t no shits, aye, aye
I pour up Tec, I throw a fit, I fuck a bitch, yeah, aye
Smokin’ on runts, now I’m on stick, opps mad as shit, aye, aye
Smokin’ on runts, now I’m on stick, opps mad as shit
Uh, yuh, bust out the rip, right on the hip, ain’t no shits, aye, aye
I pour up Tec, I throw a fit, I fuck a bitch, yeah, aye
Smokin’ on runts, now I’m on stick, opps mad as shit, aye, aye
Smokin’ on runts, now I’m on stick, opps mad as shit, uh

wifisfuneral – Split Lyrics

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[Intro]
SK

[Chorus]
When I’m up in these streets I can’t let no shit slide
They talkin’ down on my gang, it’s somethin’ I don’t advise
If I crack a seal, pop a pill, then I catch a damn vibe
I barely seen all my dogs, droppin’ like dead flies
Man, I’m dirty dancin’ with pole, what I don’t win
Mama told me get out that water, know that I don’t swim
And I play for keeps, ain’t for the weak, I’m on my own shit
And I’m tryna fuck a yellowbone and make the dome split

[Verse]
I just bought a Audemar Piguet, I’m a rich nigga lately
Wool tips in the shot, we hittin’ them thots, come fuck with baby
I was runnin’ that back, servin’ out them Xans, the whole block hate me
Come see my life, no HD, they was bitin’ on me, no rabies
I done put that ‘Tech inside of my Sprite now, I see red inside of my eye
Gotta thick redbone and thunder thigh, this street shit left me traumatized
Know that she want me to claim, but I gotta make sure that it’s bonafide
I don’t see no goddamn rings and no last name so I don’t come with a tie

[Chorus]
When I’m up in these streets I can’t let no shit slide
They talkin’ down on my gang, it’s somethin’ I don’t advise
If I crack a seal, pop a pill, then I catch a damn vibe
I barely seen all my dogs, droppin’ like dead flies
Man, I’m dirty dancin’ with pole, what I don’t win
Mama told me get out that water, know that I don’t swim
And I play for keeps, ain’t for the weak, I’m on my own shit
And I’m tryna fuck a yellowbone and make the dome split

Kreayshawn – Not My Job Lyrics

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[Intro]
It’s not my job
No, that’s not my job
It’s not my job
No, that’s not my job

[Verse 1]
Dre rock the jewelry with the clear stones
And get on a bitch head like some headphones
I’m finna spit it with a clear tone
Get your attention
The biggest thing since the TV invention
Dope as Zoloft, a big shot, a show off
Plus, I’m a big pimp, I get tore off
Fuck a good job, ho, she need a good jaw
To sell BJs ’til her mouth get raw
I’m from the California coast, beaches and bridges
Hit the cock, get ghost, I’m not sleeping with bitches
I got a Cougnut, sitting on wires
On vogues, bitch, not Michelin tires
Man, I’m bigger than life, I do it Magnum
And ’bout these broke bitches, I’m through with having ’em
Dre bogard, and he shove and he push
And start a war for nothing like G.W. Bush

[Chorus]
I can bust you a rap, but anything else, it’s not my job
I’ll peel your cap back, but anything else, it’s not my job
I’ll get you for racks, but anything else, it’s not my job
I’ll make you a slap, but anything else, it’s not my job

[Verse 2]
Bitch gonna ask me to come grocery shop
I told her straight up like this, no siree Bob
That’s not my job, oh, I don’t do that
I’m a pimp slash rapper, I thought you knew that
And where your dude at? Should I serve him the news
And let him know he’s finna walk in some brand new shoes?
Oh, random fool, gotta watch thyself
And one false move and can’t stop thyself
Sometimes I’m not myself, I’m not a man
I’m a rockstar, in another band
I’m the man with the plan in his hands
And soon, we all playing in sand
‘Cause my estimations and calculations
And all the money made off The Rompalation
I’m finna get digits like a license plate
And shit on these midgets, bitch, I can’t wait

[Chorus]
I can bust you a rap, but anything else, it’s not my job
I’ll peel your cap back, but anything else, it’s not my job
I’ll get you for racks, but anything else, it’s not my job
I’ll make you a slap, but anything else, it’s not my job

Kreayshawn – I Wanna Be a Baby Lyrics

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[Intro]
Dada
Dada
Dad?

[Verse 1]
I wanna be a baby
I wanna be yo baby
Wrapped up in your arms again
‘Cause I wanna be a baby
Come on, baby, feed me
Come on, baby, need me
I wanna be that baby
I wanna be your baby
Where my baby bottle?
Come and top me off, then I go
I want a daddy come pick me up
And he never let me go
‘Cause I wanna be a baby
Never put me down
If you put me on the ground
I’ma throw a tantrum and shout, ’cause
I wanna be your baby ’cause
Never leave me alone
Call me up when you’re missing me
And you’re always up on your phone
Sendin’ me hella pictures ’cause
I’m your baby
Never do me wrong, because he love his little baby

[Chorus]
I wanna be a baby
I wanna be a baby
I’m a grown-ass lady
But I’m really just a baby
And yeah I need a daddy
‘Cause I ain’t never had one
And I wanna know what it’s like
And I still can’t ride a bike
I wanna be a baby
I wanna be a baby
I’m a grown-ass lady
But I’m really just a baby
And yeah I need a daddy
‘Cause I ain’t never met him
And if you see him in the street
You better tell me where to catch him

[Verse 2]
Yeah I wanna be a baby
Come and ride me around
Strap me up in the back seat
Make sure I don’t make a sound
Sue me, daddy, please
I’m beggin’ on my knees
Where my daddy gone?
He left, he never came back for me
I’m crying now, can’t you see
These tears runnin’ down my cheek
Daddy never called, checked in
Or never even cared about me
It’s good, ’cause I’ma search
For a daddy who make it hurt
He give me candy and spoil me
And teach me how it work
Now I’m just gonna flirt
With any guy I see
Break his heart and [?]
And go hide in a tree
Never comin’ down
[?] got me all fucked up
[?] bullshit and y’all about to get fucked up

[Chorus]
I wanna be a baby
I wanna be a baby
I’m a grown-ass lady
But I’m really just a baby
And yeah I need a daddy
‘Cause I ain’t never had one
And I wanna know what it’s like
And I still can’t ride a bike
I wanna be a baby
I wanna be a baby
I’m a grown-ass lady
But I’m really just a baby
And yeah I need a daddy
‘Cause I ain’t never met him
And if you see him in the street
You better tell me where to catch him

YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Letter 2 Kodak Lyrics

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[Intro]
Stars in the sky look like thunder
You want for somethin’, don’t know yourself
You’ll dreams’ll come back to haunt ya
Pain pills bring you low, but say you scared to go under
If you got knowledge you know that you can’t fix your pain with money
Oh, I’m so scared to die young (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Devil take this to my heart, I just attach it, yeah
Acrobatics, seven numbers, I just fax it, yeah
Vision clear now, I can see now, yeah
Let go of that drink, so I can clean out, yeah
A speech involvin’ the comparison (Comparison)
Paranormal actions (Yeah-eah)
Humble myself, can’t let that money make me arrogant (Woo)
Can’t let that money, ho, live for ransom
Embarrassin’ moments you should learn from
Accept the choice whenever time comes
When it come with three, you just subtract one (Yeah, yeah)
My heart in pieces now, what to do? I don’t know
Hurt you time after time, figure that I should just go
I’ve been throwin’ up threes now, figured I should throw up four
I’ma head home now, I don’t wanna hurt your soul

[Verse]
My heart divided, I can’t lie, I love ’em both
I gotta choose one, gotta let go another rose
I told my girl, “Enemies, you keep ’em close”
It’s a cold world, make sure you put on your coat
I been in it for so long but still can’t get it right
Follow my heart, I’ll never let no one control my life
Kodak locked up and I miss him so I’ma send a kite
Jeopardizin’ blessings, I don’t know why I still tote my pain
Get full of drugs to put my life inside my rhymes
Fell off the ladder, got back up again, I climbed
Can’t trust nobody, betrayed time after time
I’m movin’ on, it’s okay, I’ll be fine

[Chorus]
Devil take this to my heart, I just attach it, yeah
Acrobatics, seven numbers, I just fax it, yeah
Vision clear now, I can see now, yeah
Let go of that drink, so I can clean out, yeah
A speech involvin’ the comparison (Comparison)
Paranormal actions (Yeah-eah)
Humble myself, can’t let that money make me arrogant (Let’s go)
Can’t let that money, ho, live for ransom
Embarrassin’ moments you should learn from (You should learn from)
Accept the choice whenever time comes (Every time come)
When it come with three, you just subtract one (Subtract one)
My heart in pieces now, what to do? I don’t know
Hurt you time after time, figure that I should just go
I’ve been throwin’ up threes now, figure I should throw up four
I’ma head home now, I don’t wanna hurt your soul

[Outro]
Startin’ to think shit, I just run (I just run)
I’m too scared to say I’m done (I’m done, done)
Never embarrassed, I just learn (Learn, learn)
Can’t rush the greatness, wait your turn (Run, run)
Yeah, slatt

ChillinIt – Ready for the Pain Lyrics

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I’m ready for the pain
I’ve been getting used to it
It’s never gonna change

All I know is facts though
I been getting cash though
Girl if I die, go to heaven with a Range and an LV suit
With the kush up in the boot
And a rose gold bust down heavy with a chain
Yeah I’d give it all back, but I’d never be the same

I was feeling stupid, tell me why I do this
I just made a truth with the devil in my brain
Now I’m feeling useless, tell me where the noose is
Still be getting used to the cheddar and the fame
Now I’m trying to do this
Now I’ve got a blueprint, trying to make sure all my breddas getting paid
Pedal to the medal cos the bredda wanna chase
Pedal to the medal with the treble to the bass
I was all music
Got levels to the game
Girl, you know who dis
I just got two gold records to my name
If you wanna talk about money that we blow
Girl, I just blew one seven in a day
If you wanna talk about money that we owe
I can come through brah, settle up the pay
Cooking up something, this recipe cooking
And you know that all of my women gon’ eat

Now when It comes to a festival booking
Yeah I get a quarter milli for the fee
Like, ever since Chillin was born
You thought after thought of the cause of his death
What’d you expect, moment that Chilli was born
He was choking the cord on his neck
Doctor I’m rapping, he started to breathe
Now I get dinner and order the cheque
Now I get women and order the respect
Now I be winning, I’m balling, I’m fresh
Bored on the jet, fly back and visit my mum
We haven’t talked in a sec
Mumma she know, her style she been on the road
She see it all on the net
Double up the prof
Everything I do now
Does it does like a boss
Tell me what you wish for
Never coming easy
And everything in life now is coming at a cost
Fuck, I was going crazy
I was at the club, all the hundreds getting dropped
I was getting faded
Bring it to the tables, coming on the rocks

Sippin on Regal, yeah
Double up shot
This is my people, yeah
Dodging these ops
Fuck all this evil, yeah
Still run from the cops
Still run from the cops
Still run from the cops

Look, now I got money, you couldn’t imagine
Homie this happened, they put me to stage
Homie it’s nothing, yeah fuck all this money
People I love gonna look at my face
You a disgrace, look in the mirror you changed
Wishes they took me away, reefer we spark in Adina apartments
If she’s got the ganga I’m cooking the jay
I still got brothers that cook with the base
I still got brothers that shoot at your frame
You think my brothers aren’t down for this brother
Then brother you making a rookie mistake

Money on shirts, money on jumpers
Money on herb, money on shunters
Money on her, money on youngers
Money on ,my olders, money on my uncles

Like, I don’t do emotion
Homie I was smoking with the bottle inside
I ain’t really coping
I ain’t really focused
I’m caught up with the lie
Swollowing my pride
Now I got a fit little thottie on the side
Now I got Fortay hitting up my line saying pull up cos i’m worried you could die
I told him I’ll be fine
I gotta get the record on the shelf
I’ve been going harder
Ever since karma, gave me a taste of the heaven and the hell
I was going harder
Ever since Larna, took me for a visit seeing Benny in his cell
I just got a phone call from my little bro
Saying big bro i’m just checking on your health
I know you’re not well and I know how you are
You’re never gonna tell
You always checked on me, it’s time your checking on yourself

DigDat – Daily Duppy Lyrics

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Part 1

[Intro]
Ayy, ayy
(Free Clips)
Ayy, ayy
(Free S)
Ayy, ayy
(Free Scars)
Ayy

[Verse]
My buj runs black like Chyna
I ain’t got the light like Tyga
Whip that, use no bicarb
I’ll make my man swim, no lifeguard
I was so low, tryna stain me a nine bar
Now I’ve got more green than Hyde Park
They hate on DigDat
First time I grip that I was eleven
DSQ for my denim
Shank on my waist, won’t bend like Beckham
I wanna do his and hers
But I can’t find me a bae
I’m flying away
Like Trap, got paper plans
Fuck them bitches, I gotta get gwop first
TSG tryna put us in vans
If I get nicked, won’t converse
Don’t say it’s here where you got served
Feds might stomp the yard
And if I get nicked, won’t snitch
So I doubt they’ll drop that charge
Monday, my ting from Dubai
And I got one in South, she’s brown (Hmm, peng)
I’m out in the town
My young boy fly it, he’s flying back ’round
And Shankz got best of both
On the M way, let him get shit sold
He’s tryna make ‘caine turn rock
So he might not roll if I get a big show
But broski went O too, put on his sim, made like three
(Ayy, ayy)
I got my ex so I’m vex all the time
I don’t ring back when she’s tex’ing my line
Caught a Section 18 with a fifteen inch
Left that road lock arff
Bro had it out but the ting did jam
Lucky that corn didn’t pop off
Feds at my yard in boots
‘Cause I had super drugs
Now I need some links
I’m not sure, who’s got grub?
And I got a Rolex like Wiley
When the cats bell fast, I’m doublin’
Bro, these teeth ain’t tiny
If we slap one, it’s disturbing London
And she’s still out with her ex
But when we sex, she says she’s mine
Two watches, I don’t know which one tells that time
Remember outside, I was rolling with stones
Tryna beat all this rock
Answer my phone like, “wagwan miss”
I really wanna beat this thot
When I walk past, they flick their weave
Man do jobs like Steve
Deliver O’s, break that prof’, we just eat
Got soft in the pot, just boil it
Grease that dots and oil it
I got slapped with thirteen years
I was thirteen, read that on my toilet
I don’t rate them olders
Hate on me ’cause I’m young and I get it
Mad how I dicked her down
Then I gave her back to her man like, “tek it”
Got hoes tellin’ hoes they’re mine
Then someone’s lying, it can’t be true
(She’s lying)

Part 2

[Verse]
Out late with men in black
Made us wanna be bad boys too
Sent her shop for rizla
Make sure you get two packs and juice
Just got a location, bro I can’t wait ’til I find this yute
Long stick in the whip like Django
Now I’m on the sat nav finding routes
Shankz got rock, he don’t sell herbo
Seven G’s, he’ll do three hundred
I was in OT, never done F
But I still had to work these numbers
And my next door was a Kit-Kat
Telling me I’m too loud like carni
He said, just whisper
Cah you might get caught with the smarties
I ain’t got a wifey, she just bops
Comes ’round and teeths this lingo
Do it up in a microwave, soft
And make sure you open the windows
That man looked like a fed
And I served him, ’til this day, I wonder
Now I’m giving them busy signal
If I get shots on unknown number
Cats on my line get cold feet
So my young boy got shots in his sock
Bro got it in a pot, watch it sizzla
He’s tryna get this pack solid as a rock
Get a invitation, no graduation, can’t be stop
Bro just wanna pop corn, told them, don’t get your party shot
My man ain’t been on nuttin’
And he’s been like that from a youngen

Charli XCX – Liquor – Song Lyrics

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[Chorus]
I’ve been drinking liquor
I’ve been drinking liquor before I called you on the phone
I think that you should kick her out, kick her out the house so you and I can be alone

[Pre-Chorus]
You will be amazed, I can flip your brain
Make you feel what you’ve been missin’
Know it’s really wrong, but what if it’s love?
I just gotta ask you again

Cause lately, lately
I’ve been drinking baby, baby
Yeah, I’ve been sipping all day
Yeah, I’ve been sipping all day

[Chorus]
I’ve been drinking liquor
I’ve been drinking liquor before I called you on the phone
I think that you should kick her out, kick her out the house so you and I can be alone
Wish you’d answer my call, get in my bed
Come to my house, fuck with my head
I’ve been drinkin’, yeah
I’ve been drinking liquor uh, I’ve been drinking liquor before I called you on the phone

[Pre-Chorus]
Cause lately, lately
I’ve been drinking baby, baby
Yeah, I’ve been sipping all day
Yeah, I’ve been sipping all day

And maybe, maybe, I was thinking you could save me
Yeah I’ve been sipping all day, thinking you would call me

[Chorus]
I’ve been drinking liquor
I’ve been drinking liquor before I called you on the phone
Think that you should kick her out, kick her out the house so you and I can be alone
Wish you’d answer my call, get in my bed
Come to my house, fuck with my head
I’ve been drinkin’, yeah
I’ve been drinking liquor mm, I’ve been drinking liquor before I called you on the phone

Juice WRLD – Win Lyrics

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[Intro]
Mm god what I need
Straight pill pop
I don’t need lean
Pussy and pill pop
Huh, yeah

[Chorus]
Baby you got what I need
Pussy and pill pop
Dont smoke weed
Give me top in the rari back seat (Uh)
Feelings I caught like a taxi
Now you hitting my phone mad at me ’cause I’m chilling with my bros, sipping on cough syrup
Cheating on the low, yeah I know it’s absurd
Getting to the dough I count it up faster

[Verse]
Told her I don’t got shit for a hoe
In the studio I’m trapping hard
Hundred a brick is not for the low
I told that bitch to play her part
If she smart she gon’ hold all the drugs all the posts
Then take my case from me, I po-po
In exchange for that I’ll give her coke
Y’all know she in live with the coco
Do lines on my dick take a photo
Verizon I got connections hoe
My time is specially special hoe
In the VIP section with Louis on
Looking for a extra hoe
It’s just in case my main one leave the other one going be down to go
Scratch him off the list in the crack she hold my brief
I fell in live with one of them the worst mistake I could’ve did
The police come she swallowed the drugs
The same way that she swallow my kids
And the look on her eyes reminds me of my wrist

[Bridge]
Remind me of my wrist
Reminds me of my wrist
The look in her eyes
Remind me of my wrist
It reminds me of my wrist (Damn)

[Chorus]
Baby you got what I need
Pussy and pill pop
Dont smoke weed
Give me top in the rari back seat (Uh)
Feelings I caught like a taxi
Now you hitting my phone mad at me ’cause I’m chilling with my bros, sipping on cough syrup
Cheating on the low, yeah I know it’s absurd
Getting to the dough I count it up faster

Mike Sherm – Bros Over Hoes Lyrics

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Treat a bitch like a blunt
I’mma hit it with my niggas
Time is money
So I’mma spend it with my niggas
What type of real nigga dont deal with his niggas
Suckers want smoke so im tripping with my niggas
Free my cousin nelly he be on that hot shit
Free your main bitch she be on that thot shit
They be like Mike Sherm on that boss shit
I gave her dope dick now she on that not shit
And if she chose on you
That means she chose on me
And if she polo well that means she chose on requis
Ever since i started rap all the hoes know me
So every where a nigga I got these hoes on me
Hoe speaking on my name got me fucked up
You wasn’t saying that when i was getting sucked up
But I pay no attention bitch im stuck up
Get my nut then i go now she fucked up
I put my bros over hoes
Bros over hoes
Bros over hoes
Bros over hoes
I put my bros over hoes
Bros over hoes
Bros over hoes
Bros over hoes
I put my bros over hoes
I put my bros over hoes
I put my bros over hoes
I put my bros over hoes
I put my bros over hoes
Give a fuck about a thot
Never trust a hoe
She probably fucking with your opps
Sharing hoes with my bros
Like my uncle and my pops
So if you tryna fuck you gotta give my brother top
If she look then she took
When she took im trying to fuck her
She might be a runner
But I always keep a rubber
I told that bitch to pay me
And you told that bitch you love her
Cut these niggas off when they show their true colors
Niggas speaking on my name like these hoes be doing
Strip a nigga for his main what my bros be doing
I don’t even speak game cause these hoes be choosing
You ain’t fucking with a winner bitch you know you losing
He told me when I see him when he see me better duck
He must be a virgin cause he still ain’t even bust
Nigga why you mad?
Cause im fucking on a slut
If you hate me or you love me I don’t really give a fuck
I put my bros over hoes
Bros over hoes
Bros over hoes
Bros over hoes
I put my bros over hoes
Bros over hoes
Bros over hoes
Bros over hoes
I put my bros over hoes
I put my bros over hoes
I put my bros over hoes
I put my bros over hoes
I put my bros over hoes

Stormzy – Rainfall Lyrics

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[Intro: Stormzy]
Aw
Embody it, yeah

[Verse 1: Stormzy]
Let your mind speak
I never put no colours on my timepiece
I told you niggas cut me out the grime beef
And now you got me fuckin’ up some grime neeks
So ‘low runnin’ up your gums
Man’ll double back and then I’ll go and double up my funds
And when you finish suckin’ on your mums
I’ll do another quarter mil’ and get another number one, it’s like
I’m gettin’ bored of you boys
Flex on ’em, lookin’ like the Audemar boys
Big Mike, I was makin’ all of the noise
In a big fur jacket, that’s the thoughts of your boy
They rate me, that’s so blatant
Went and saw the future, I’m That’s So Raven
Whenever they say my name, I take a payment
Even when I make it rain, I make a statement

[Chorus: Stormzy]
Let the rain fall on my enemies
Fall on my enemies
Let the rain fall on my enemies
All of my enemies
Yeah, let the rain fall on my enemies
On all of my enemies
Lord, let the rain fall on my enemies
Let it fall on my enemies, yo

[Verse 2: Stormzy]
Goose in the winter keep my back warm
Told my little brudda keep my stack warm
Kill me with some rap corn
I’m a bigger hitter on a bigger platform
Now we do the Jigga walk
Reminiscin’ ’bout the spinners that my hitta brought (So?)
So ‘low me with that Twitter talk (Huh?)
I can’t even hear you through these BRIT Awards (Ayy, ayy)
I put my shades on
Hoodie up and send a prayer up to Trayvon
They tryna figure how a nigga put his name on
And how a nigga did it with no chains on
I give you the keys to no stress
First you give God the praise, then see Him work
I can’t ever be on my knees, I’m too blessed
‘Cause any time I make it rain, all reimbursed

[Chorus: Stormzy]
Then I let the rain fall on my enemies
Fall on my enemies
Let the rain fall on my enemies
All of my enemies
Yeah, let the rain fall on my enemies
On all of my enemies
Lord, let the rain fall on my enemies
Let it fall on my enemies, yo
Fall on my enemies
Fall on my enemies
Let the rain fall on my enemies
All of my enemies
Yeah, let the rain fall on my enemies
On all of my enemies
Lord, let the rain fall on my enemies
Let it fall on my enemies, yo

[Bridge: Tiana Major9]
Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance (So I can dance)
I just wanna praise ya (Oh)
I just wanna praise ya (Praise you, oh)
You broke the chains, now I can lift my hands (I can lift my hands)
And I’m gonna praise ya (Praise ya)
I’m gonna praise ya (I’m gonna praise ya)
Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance (Shackles off, I can dance, I can dance)
I just wanna praise ya
I just wanna praise ya (Yeah, yeah)
You broke the chains, now I can lift my hands
And I’m gonna praise ya (I’m gonna praise ya)
I’m gonna praise ya (I’m gonna praise ya)

[Chorus: Stormzy & Tiana Major9]
Fall on my enemies (Oh)
Fall on my enemies
Let the rain fall on my enemies (Oh)
All of my enemies (Oh)
Yeah, let the rain fall on my enemies (Fall on my enemies)
On all of my enemies (Fall down)
Lord, let the rain fall on my enemies
Let it fall on my enemies

Macklemore – It’s Christmas Time Lyrics

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[Chorus: Dan Caplen and Macklemore]
Oh, I wish it was ’99, when I was a kid at Christmas time
Couldn’t go to bed that night
Santa Claus sliding, snow in the driveway
Under the lit-up Christmas tree with my crazy-ass family
Singing, oh, oh oh, oh (I got it)
Wish I was a kid at Christmas again (Alright)

[Verse 1: Macklemore]
Now, fill up the gas in the SUV
Spent way too much time tryna pick out our tree
The ceiling ain’t as tall as we thought, I see
Gotta cut a couple inches off the top to proceed
And now we stringing the lights up
Five hours later, we stringing the lights up
Listenin’ to Bing Crosby by the fire
Frank Sinatra, Nat King Cole, Mariah
Turn off that Michael Bublé
Turn on that one movie about the kid
Who licked the telephone pole on the Blu-ray
Red Ryder BB-Gun, stayin’ up all night
Jimmy Stewart, It’s A Wonderful Life, now am I right?
The collar’s puffy, the beard is long
The belly’s tubby, but the reindeer are strong
It’s Santa Claus
It’s Christmas time!

[Chorus: Dan Caplen]
Oh, I wish it was ’99, when I was a kid at Christmas time
Couldn’t go to bed that night
Santa Claus sliding, snow in the driveway
Under the lit-up Christmas tree with my crazy-ass family
Singing, oh, oh oh, oh
Wish I was a kid at Christmas again

[Verse 2: Macklemore]
Now, I wrap presents like a kid wearing mittens
Blindfolded, with a pair of left-handed scissors
Janky, but the gift inside? Ridiculous
Better than whatever it is you had on your wishlist
Dig in, then whip up the Bisquick
Go outside, and throw ’round the pigskin
I’m a dad now, but still feel like a big kid
Best time of year, can I get a “amen”? (Amen)
The Almond Roca, the hottest cocoa
The track around the tree with the locomotives
I wanted a Jordan poster to measure my growth spurt
Starter logo, Georgetown Hoyas
I’m going off of the head, y’all
Homemade cookies that I dip in the eggnog
I wanna take a second, and shoutout my dead dog
Toby, he’s dead

[Chorus: Dan Caplen]
Oh, I wish it was ’99, when I was a kid at Christmas time
Couldn’t go to bed that night
Santa Claus sliding, snow in the driveway
Under the lit-up Christmas tree with my crazy-ass family
Singing, oh, oh oh, oh
Wish I was a kid at Christmas again

[Outro: Dan Caplen]
Oh, I wish it was ’99, when I was a kid at Christmas time
Couldn’t go to bed that night
Santa Claus sliding, snow in the driveway
Under the lit-up Christmas tree with my crazy-ass family
Singing, oh, oh oh, oh
Wish I was a kid at Christmas
Oh, oh oh, oh
Wish I was a kid at Christmas again
It’s Christmas time!

Atmosphere – Whenever Lyrics

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[Verse 1: Slug]
Put it under the needle and drop it on the one, boy
Your mama say that I be rappin’ in my dad voice
Defense mech to protect me from the fuck toys
Joysticks, see me swerve through these asteroids
Life is good, V.G. plus
But, yo, I still got that hunger to hold a box cutter
Let me carve my name in your security blanket
I’m sleepin’ on a train on a sweat-stained mattress
I’m not expectin’ company, hit the floor
If death comes for me somebody gotta get the door
You might choke on a sucker from the liquor store
We might get so high we don’t exist no more
I’m like smoke, I’m supposed to rise
That’s why you blow both of us towards the sky
So close the blinds and lend me your time
All of your enemies’ll eventually die

[Verse 2: Gifted Gab]
Pen game methane, Slug said to gas the shit
Spit flame just to keep the matches lit
They say I’m half insane, the other half immaculate, could you imagine it?
Whatever, I don’t like to shoot ’cause I’m just way too accurate
When they be at you they don’t ever at you, that’s the wackest shit
And ain’t too many bitches that can hang or even match my wits
I mean, I’ve had it up to here, I’m talkin’ Atmosphere
‘Cause I don’t even talk to them, they say I’m too cavalier
I’m like your greatest livin’ fear when I twist the gears
Gimme props, I ain’t have to drop a bitch in several years
I look at OGs as my only peers
So let me know when you done playin’ in the snow, the slopes for real skiers
I’m droppin’ real tears from laughin’ at you weirdos
Drag you lil’— by your earlobes
Number one stunner, stone cold, below zero
Too dope, I’ma need more than one kilo

[Verse 3: Murs]
Oral Krylon, I spray all my style on
Mind brighter than them orange end zone pylons
Two hands from the zebra man
Instant replay says the play on the field stands
I pack the stands with my stanzas
My stans go bananas, it’s a bona fide bonanza
Word to Jason Alexander
Cus D’Amato of the culture, coulda cussed out Costanza
Fuck Trump and fuck cancer
Fans raise they hands but they ain’t got the answers
No performance enhancers
Six rings, piss clean, I ain’t takin’ no chances
Who else could dance with the devil?
Samba with the mamba, Macarena with ya mama
Fuck a double entendre
Put it plain ’til I leave this plane, I’m a problem

[Verse 4: Haphduzn]
Quick witted, sharp tongue, I don’t mince words
Plentiful supply, use strife as my cistern
Take it in stride but describe it uncensored
Wadin’ through the pain, love, lies and adventure
Gotta ensure the time spent wisely
Pops’ tenure didn’t outlast the Isley’s
Walk soft, big stick and a slight lean
Kept the Nikes clean when nights got unsightly
Last real hitter alive, bitch, I might be
Death swarmin’, head forward, kept forgin’
Never fret or let ’em see me sweat when I was left for it
Records reflect what I rep once it get sorted
Duckin’ twelve with bench warrants to gettin’ bread tourin’
Can you dig it way deeper than the surface shit?
What the true meanin’ and the purpose is?
Soul’s fiendin’ for half the breathin’ we burdened with

K CAMP – Ice Cold Lyrics

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[Intro]
Gotta smoke one fore I get on this one

[Chorus]
Shawty ice cold, she stiff on the nigga
Pop me a perc and float like the river
I shoot shots, like Reggie Miller (Shoot)
Girl you look so familiar
She a bad one, she love Christian
She love diamonds, pay attention
Can I have you? Girl I want you
Girl I need you (Oh, oh)
Thought I had you, then you left me
Get my snipe on, feel like Wesley (Yeah)
Feel like Wesley, tryna love you, if you let me (Let’s go)

[Post-Chorus]
What’s your vibe on? What’s your next move? (Yeah)
You the one I wanna be next to (Yeah)
Hope you don’t mind when I text you (Yeah)
Stop playin’ girl, let me bless you (Oh-oh-oh)

[Verse 1]
Oh you back again (Oh-oh-oh)
Say you single and you ready, girl wuz hannin’ then? (Girl wuz hannin’ then?)
I let you leave me once before and I can’t pass again
No, no, I can’t play ’round with you, I’m on your ass again (I’m on your ass again)
(Oh-oh-oh)
Girl wuz hannin’ then? (Oh-oh-oh)
That nigga broke and he so washed up, why you gassin’ him? (Oh-oh-oh)
I treat these hoes just like a sport, you know I’m passing ’em (Ooh, ooh)
No, no, I can’t play ’round with you, I’m on your ass again (Ooh, ooh)

[Chorus]
Shawty ice cold, she stiff on a nigga
Pop me a perc and float like the river
I shoot shots, like Reggie Miller (Shoot)
Girl you look so familiar
She a bad one, she love Christian
She love diamonds, pay attention
Can I have you? Girl I want you
Girl I need you (Oh, oh)
Thought I had you, then you left me
Get my snipe on, feel like Wesley (Yeah)
Feel like Wesley, tryna love you, if you let me

[Post-Chorus]
What’s your vibe on? What’s your next move?
You the one I wanna be next to
Hope you don’t mind when I text you
Stop playin’ girl, let me bless you

[Verse 2]
Bright life, pose for the Canon
Fly shit, I am not landin’ (Oh)
Got the big like [?]
Jumpin’ out the gym like Shannon
Ass out while she tannin’
I love the way that you standin’ (Standin’)
Deep in this bit, like the Canyon
Nigga pulled off in a Cayenne
Shoot for your love, I’m tryin’
He ain’t got money like he say, he lyin’ (He lyin’)
Thirty thousand feet, I’m flyin’
Gucci in the jet, ain’t no more cryin’ (No cryin’)
Catch you off the rim like Zion
Baby how you [?], I’m playin’ (I’m playin’)
Know you need a shoulder you can cry on
Lurkin’ on your ‘Gram, you the one I’m tryna spy on (Ooh)

[Chorus]
Shawty ice cold, she stiff on a nigga
Pop me a perc and float like the river
I shoot shots, like Reggie Miller (Shoot)
Girl you look so familiar
She a bad one, she love Christian
She love diamonds, pay attention
Can I have you? Girl I want you
Girl I need you (Oh, oh)
Thought I had you, then you left me
Get my snipe on, feel like Wesley (Yeah)
Feel like Wesley, tryna love you, if you let me

[Post-Chorus]
What’s your vibe on? What’s your next move?
You the one I wanna be next to
Hope you don’t mind when I text you
Stop playin’ girl, let me bless you (Oh-oh-oh)

[Bridge]
Oh you back again (Oh-oh-oh)
Say you single and you ready, girl wuz hannin’ then? (Girl wuz hannin’ then?)
I let you leave me once before and I can’t pass again
No, no, I can’t play ’round with you, I’m on your ass again (I’m on your ass again)

[Outro]
Feel like Wesley, tryna love you, if you let me

NLE Choppa – Jamaican Flow Lyrics

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[Intro]
I’m in Jamaica with shottas (Oh, no, no)
Ayy (NLE)
I’m in Jamaica with shottas (No love, yeah)

[Verse 1]
I’m in Jamaica with shottas
Eating jerk chicken, no lobster
In Kingston wit’ rastas
Nigga move wrong they pop ya
Like potatoes, we drop ya
You a bitch boy, bombaclat, yeah
You a hoe boy rastaclat, yeah
Yeah, want beef you got that
Real Jamaican, I’m a top shotta, burn a nigga like Satan
Don’t do no savin’, want smoke with me and cook him up like bacon
Yo’ sack get taken, try’na flex on me now you up on a payment
White bitch named Stacy, put dick on her lip like a blunt she facin’
Ayy, what is love? I’m NLE, can’t show no love
He talking tough, until I fill him up with slugs
I’m a stepper, I step on niggas like a rug
Call up BG, my big guy, you know he finessin’ plugs

[Chorus]
Baby Mexico Choppa, ayy, this that shotta shit
I’m getting guala, they like, “Choppa got a lots of it”
That draco might just overheat, it got a cooling kit
We pull up shootin’ shit, shots at yo’ medulla, bitch

[Verse 2]
I ain’t got time for discussin’, I’ma just end up bussin’
This big ass .30 on my hip, the fuck I look like, trust me
I’m Jamaican, but my bitch, she really Russian
She gave me head, yeah, like that bitch had a concussion
I’m in Montego Bay, swimmin’ with Sting Rays
I might just take a trip to Kingston, they keep them K’s
Ayy, I been up for days, that money what I chase
They say I’m five years old, them boogers in my face
But I’m like, “No those are diamonds,” yeah
Don’t look too close ’cause they shine, yeah
A bust down Rollie, perfect timin’, yeah
Real talk, I don’t do the lyin’
Drip too severe (Yeah), do you hear me clear? (Yeah)
You know I’m foreign, how the fuck I get here?
I’m shinin’ like a star, I want a Audemar
I’m jumping in the crowd at my show, rockstar

[Chorus]
Baby Mexico Choppa, ayy, this that shotta shit
I’m getting guala, they like, “Choppa got a lots of it”
That draco might just overheat, it got a cooling kit
We pull up shootin’ shit, shots at yo’ medulla, bitch, yeah

[Outro]
Huh, woah, woah, woah, woah
This that Jamaican flow, oh
Yuh, huh, huh
Baby Mexico Choppa, ayy, this that shotta shit, yeah
No Love ENT

Stormzy – Lessons Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
I knew a woman more wonderful than a Disney one
I lost my heart, I just wondered if you could give me one
I hit you back, you know, lately I’ve had some busy ones
I been getting this money just on my Lizzy ones
And now we’re acting like children, it’s so pathetic
I was trying to reach out for ages, I need my credit
There’s a couple lines in our script I think we should edit
Why you gotta bitch all the time? Just read my message
Shit, fucking hell, I’m such a handful
On one hand I’m pissed, but on the other hand I’m thankful
Times when it was bliss and there were times it was in shambles
Times when it was lit and other times we lit the candles
You’re probably reminiscing when you could be hella dissing
Never been the type to be so reckless with decisions
Swear you tried to tell me, but it’s like I never listen
And I was meant to share your vision
I was meant to be your rider, put a bit of Henny on my rider
You can stay at home, I’ll send a driver
I’ll be your provider, no, I’m not around but it’s a minor
Cah I don’t like the spotlight and you don’t like it neither
But that was then and this is now
I was pacing ’round my kitchen like, “This shit is foul”
I done the dirt and then I figured that you’ll dig it out
But that’s a coward move, I guess you got me figured out
I know you’ll never listen now

[Chorus]
You taught me love (You taught me love)
Oh, what a gift (Oh, what a gift)
I know that it’s hard (I know that it’s hard)
Too hard to forgive
And to be honest, if I were you
I’d be the same way
To be honest, if I were you
Then I’d be unforgiving, too

[Verse 2]
Fast forward now, my nephew’s still asking for his Auntie Maya
Guess this is the karma for what I done to Maya
I just stood and let it burn, I couldn’t done the fire
Lord, I pray you make it easy, that’s my one desire
God loves a trial, I can’t even fathom what I probably had you going through
You cannot imagine how I’m sorry, man, I’m showing you
Now I haven’t even got the luxury of knowing you
We was even meant to share a seed and let it grow in you
I can’t even look you in the eye, that’s ’cause of shame
Now you’re tryna block me out your mind, that’s ’cause of pain
Greatest love I ever knew, I poured it down the drain
Maybe it’s the only way we both call it a day
You gave me the world and then I gave you disrespect
Hand on my heart, this is my biggest of regrets
Thought I’d say it here than rather fling it in a text
Until you’re ready to forgive I’m always wishing you the best but

[Chorus]
You taught me love (You taught me love)
Oh, what a gift (Oh, what a gift)
I know that it’s hard (I know that it’s hard)
Too hard to forgive
And to be honest, if I were you
I’d be the same way
To be honest, if I were you
Then I’d be unforgiving, too
You taught me love (You taught me love)
Oh, what a gift (Oh, what a gift)
I know that it’s hard (I know that it’s hard)
Too hard to forgive
And to be honest, if I were you
I’d be the same way
To be honest, if I were you
Then I’d be unforgiving, too

Smokepurpp – The Matrix Lyrics

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[Chorus]
All this shit can fall apart, it can fall apart
Know we built this from the start
All this shit can fall apart, it can fall apart
Thought I let you hold my heart
Think we met in the matrix, in the matrix (Matrix)
We gotta meet outside the matrix
Met in the matrix, in the matrix (Matrix)
We gotta meet outside the matrix

[Verse]
Please don’t start the matrix (The matrix)
Everything expensive, nothin’ basic, uh
Model bitches turnin’ up, they naked
And they love the ’42, I roll a ‘Wood, I face it
They know I go apeshit, uh
And I’m steady fightin’ cases
I’m still smokin’ stank shit
I’m still on some gang shit
And I’m still free band and I’m still bustin’ out the bank, bitch
He gon’ save that ho, he a hero
Fuckin’ on his bitch on the D-low
Ice around my neck is below zero
I see through these niggas like a peephole

[Chorus]
All this shit can fall apart, it can fall apart
Know we built this from the start
All this shit can fall apart, it can fall apart
Thought I let you hold my heart
Think we met in the matrix, in the matrix (Matrix)
We gotta meet outside the matrix
Met in the matrix, in the matrix (Matrix)
We gotta meet outside the matrix

[Outro]
Matrix
Matrix
Matrix
Matrix

Stormzy – Handsome Lyrics

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[Intro: J Hus & Stormzy]
Ayy, yo, it’s Heavy Papa
AKA Heavy Duty, don’t hide the beauty
Representing Kanka always
Top militarian, the Jamba boys
The goal is to touch your soul
Everywhere I go, I make it warm
I would never inform, but I’m fully on form
I’ll bring the fire, Stormzy bring the storm
Yeah, flavour
Flavour

[Verse 1]
First things first, I’m a real G (Word)
How’s a tweet on Twitter gonna kill me? (How?)
If I ain’t the G.O.A.T., then I will be (True)
They know this, so they seven figure deal me, oh, do you feel me?
Facts why I’m still on (Yeah)
And I still got racks for my real don (Boy)
And we used to bang your shit
Now your album, it’s just something that we built on
I look around and there ain’t no love now
Scream “Fuck them all,” I’m on crud now
Wanna call me bro like we’re blood now
Word to Capo Lee, it’s all mad now, like
I still stir on a brudda while you’re there with your bros (Yeah)
In the big boy satin, make you tear for your clothes (Yeah)
See the fear in your eyes, man are scared of the flow (Yeah)
Still man of the year five years in a row, I
Still don’t do police
Cah they act like they care when they do the least, and
Every time I drop a new release
Gyally pull up to my door like I’m Uber Eats, I flex
I let the fool boy do the deets
When I’m tourin’, I do the streets
It’s all calm ’til you’re caught on a rope for your stupid tweets
And then you act like you’re new to beef
I thought I told you

[Chorus]
Young, black, fly, and handsome
Burn down the rave like I’m Rachael Anson
Young, black, fly, and handsome
Burn down the rave like I’m Rachael Anson
Young, black, fly, and handsome
Burn down the rave like I’m Rachael Anson
Young, black, fly, and handsome
Burn down the rave like I’m Rachael Anson

[Verse 2]
It’s like I’m young, black, fly, and handsome
Burn down the rave like I’m Rachael Anson
Peng tings wanna hold me at ransom
I go booth and make an anthem
I just drop the heat and do tour
From Amsterdam to New York
You won’t bust your gun, you a dork
Go suck your mum through a straw
‘Ight, calm down, don’t get defensive
Oh, this flow is so expensive
I can’t let you niggas rent this
They shall try and reinvent this
They shall try and they will fail
All my G’s, they buy and sell
Rude boy, I should be in jail
For these riddims that I push through my clientele
Alright, look, I’m young, black, fly, and cool
Think that’s how I got by in school
Man get books, start buyin’ jewels
Them man get shook, start buyin’ tools
Oh, man, you bunch of lyin’ fools
Rude boy, diss me if you dare
Then she whispered in my ear
Said, “Gunshot Mike, we’ve missed you bare”
It’s like I’m

[Chorus]
Young, black, fly, and handsome
Burn down the rave like I’m Rachael Anson
Young, black, fly, and handsome
Burn down the rave like I’m Rachael Anson
Young, black, fly, and handsome
Burn down the rave like I’m Rachael Anson
Young, black, fly, and handsome
Burn down the rave like I’m Rachael Anson