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Shinedown – How Did You Love letras

You can have the sound of a thousand voices calling your name.
You can have the light of the world blind you, bath you in grace.
But I don’t see so easily what you hold in your hands.
Cause castles crumble, kingdoms fall and turn into sand.

You can be an angel of mercy or give into hate.
You can try to fight it just like every other careless mistake.
How do you justify, I’m mystified by the ways of your heart.
With a million lies the truth will rise to tear you apart.
Wooaahh!

No one gets out alive, every day is do or die.
The one thing you leave behind…
Is how did you love, how did you love?
It’s not what you believe; those prayers will make you bleed.
But while you’re on your knees…
How did you love, how did you love, how did you love?

Nothing ever feels quite the same when you are what you dreamed.
And you will never look at anything the same when you see what I see
How we forget ourselves, loose our way from the cradle to the grave
You can’t replicate or duplicate, gotta find your own way. Wooaahh!

No one gets out alive, every day is do or die.
The one thing you leave behind…
Is how did you love, how did you love?
It’s not what you believe; those prayers will make you bleed.
But while you’re on your knees…
How did you love, how did you love, how did you love?

This ain’t no cross to carry.
We are the judge and jury; we are the judge and jury…

No one gets out alive, every day is do or die.
The one thing you leave behind…
Is how did you love, how did you love?
It’s not what you believe; those prayers will make you bleed.
But while you’re on your knees…

How did you love, how did you love, how did you love?

This ain’t no cross to carry
We are the judge and jury, we are the judge and jury

How did you love, how did you love?
How did you love, how did you love?

Arcangel & Bad Bunny – Tu No Vive Asi letras

[Bad Bunny]
Me acostumbre al software
Ella no batea
No llegan a casa no se capean
Solo modelos como varea
Multiplica el 100 es en la tarea
Yo soy el cacique en tu propia aldea
Valgo más que todo lo que te rodea
No te la crea recuerda que curri la mete hasta que lebron lo galdea..
Baja por la cuesta, que ando con la orquesta
Cabrones la cesta, yo nunca estoy abajo en las apuestas
Y menos en esta, te la ubico que de la recta final
Estamos en el final de la recta
El diablo me inyecta y saco la casa ni los acuesta.
Otro que se cae por la fuerza de gravedad
Otro más por si sobrevive de casualidad
Refuta mi tesis, cabrón y te vamos a dar catequesis
No he metido un gol y tengo a Cristianos orándole a Messi.

[Arcangel]
Tu ronca cabrón y tú no vive así
Tu jeva se pasa pendiente de mi
Me llama pa’ darle y le digo que si
Yo soy un hijo e’ puta desde que nací

[Bad Bunny]
Tu ronca cabrón y tú no vive así
Tu jeva me llama y le digo que si
Yo no voa cambiar yo siempre he sido así
Sigo a­quí, sigo, sigo a­quí
Yo soy un hijo e’ puta desde que nací.

[Arcangel]
Volví, pero pa’ meterle al Beat
¿Pero como que volví? Yo no entiendo
Si yo nunca me fui
Más duro que el bicho mío
Jode conmigo y sale pal tío
Tengo pal de hijos, pal de sobrinos
El que no me dice papi, me dice tío.
Respeten los rangos, la posición
Cambié la fama por admiración
Nunca me quedo sin munición
Quieren frontear pero no tienen condición.
Sigo mi vida vivo cabrón
Siempre activo en mi maquinón
Salí solito del callejón
Y le compre una mansión a mami de un millón.
Tengo la grasa
Tengo el piquete que mueve las masas
Soy fiel a mi disquera
Por eso to’ el mundo pregunta que pasa
Arcángel suena
Hey, por más que lo bloqueemos
Arcángel llena todos los conciertos
Y nosotros no lo tenemos.

[Bad Bunny]
Tu ronca cabrón y tú no vive así
Tu jeva me llama y le digo que si
Yo no voa cambiar yo siempre he sido así
Yo soy un hijo e’ puta desde que nací.

[Arcangel]
Tu ronca cabrón y tú no vive así
Tu jeva se pasa pendiente de mi
Me llama pa’ darle y le digo que si
Yo soy un hijo e’ puta desde que nací.

[Bad Bunny]
Hoy salimos de noche con todos los muchachos
Puestos pa’ la hisetería
Estos cabrones me roncan de palo y nosotros
Dueños de la ferretería
Andamos con to’ los rosarios sin saber el Ave María
Me roncan, me roncan, me roncan, me roncan
Y están como Meek Mill sin batería.
No fallamos un gancho
Hoy si me toma el engancho
Nos metemos a tu rancho
Y en la cara te hacemos un hueco ancho
¿Qué si soy maleante?
Cabrón yo no sé, lo que sé
Es que los nervios no existen después de 2 percocet
Hoy no hay escusa y si se saca se usa
Si mi 40 fuera Versache
En la cara te hacemos una medusa
La noche es confusa y si conmigo te cruzas
Cabrón te vamo a dejar brincando
Como en el Hola Palusa.
Marihuana, la juca y pastilla
La cubana que te dejo brilla
Hoy te ponemos en capilla
Aunque ande con la familia comiendo en padilla
Todavía no ha nacido alguien que lo haga como yo
Si no te pillo en PR te pillo en los 2000 New York

Austin Baby
Oh shit
Bad Bunny
El Conejo Malo
Y yo soy El Duende Malvado
Hear This Music
Ósea que nos quedó cabrón
Díselo Luian
Mambo Kingz

What A Beautiful Name – Hillsong Worship letras

[Verse 1]
You were the Word at the beginning
One with God the Lord Most High
Your hidden glory in creation
Now revealed in You our Christ

[Chorus 1]
What a beautiful Name it is
What a beautiful Name it is
The Name of Jesus Christ my King
What a beautiful Name it is
Nothing compares to this
What a beautiful Name it is
The Name of Jesus

[Verse 2]
You didn’t want Heaven without us
So Jesus, You brought Heaven down
My sin was great, Your love was greater
What could separate us now?

[Chorus 2]
What a wonderful Name it is
What a wonderful Name it is
The Name of Jesus Christ my King

What a wonderful Name it is
Nothing compares to this
What a wonderful Name it is
The Name of Jesus
What a wonderful Name it is
The Name of Jesus

[Bridge 1]
Death could not hold You
The veil tore before You
You silenced the boast, of sin and grave

The heavens are roaring
The praise of Your glory
For You are raised to life again

[Bridge 2]
You have no rival
You have no equal
Now and forever, God You reign

Yours is the Kingdom
Yours is the glory
Yours is the Name, above all names

[Chorus 3]
What a powerful Name it is
What a powerful Name it is
The Name of Jesus Christ my King

What a powerful Name it is
Nothing can stand against
What a powerful Name it is
The Name of Jesus

[Bridge 2]
You have no rival
You have no equal
Now and forever, God You reign

Yours is the Kingdom
Yours is the glory
Yours is the Name, above all names

[Outro]
What a powerful Name it is
What a powerful Name it is
The Name of Jesus Christ my King

What a powerful Name it is
Nothing can stand against
What a powerful Name it is
The Name of Jesus

What a powerful Name it is
The Name of Jesus
What a powerful Name it is
The Name of Jesus

Millonario – Chingo De Cheve letras

Chingo de cheve y desmadre
Ando bien terri y que la fiesta no se acabe
Chingo de cheve y desmadre

No pare no pare no pare no pare
Chingo de cheve y desmadre
Ando bien terri y que la fiesta no se acabe
Chingo de cheve y desmadre
No pare no pare no pare no pare

Va a estar culero que le pare
La fiesta está con madre apenas que un wey me dispare
Pero unas chelas bien helodias
Se arriman las morritas y yo le cuento mis historias
y luego bailan suavecito
Se mueven sexy con el gordito
El de la garganta de oro
El que toma su whisky pintado y su marlboro
Fumando aviento el humo por el aire
Así empieza la noche así que caile
Esta es mi casa y no hay pedo
Los vecinos no me ponen el dedo
Porque les gusta ver las morritas
Cuando se ponen bien locotas bien peditas
Cuando se encuenran y se quitan su ropita
se agarran a Besotes y se tocan sus colitas
Chingo de cheve y desmadre
Ando bien terri y que la fiesta no se acabe
Chingo de cheve y desmadre
No pare no pare no pare no pare
Chingo de cheve y desmadre
Ando bien terri y que la fiesta no se acabe
Chingo de cheve y desmadre
No pare no pare no pare no pare
Y ya ando hasta la madre y no me importa
Bien necio y nadie me soporta
Ando bien caga palo y bien tira rollo
Por los tequilas y porque salí del hoyo
Bien contentote con toda la banda Agarrando el pedote como Diosito manda
Subele machete a la bocina
Para que a esa loca le retumbe la vagina
Le gusta sentarse arriba de mi baffle
Le se moja el ruffle se le tosta el waffle
Y hay mamita yo se que si
Te gusta el desmadre que anda este mc
Pa’ que chingo de cheve pero nada es de a free
Con cheve wamamey y con tu boca pa mi
Fiesta loca tu sabes que si
El tiempo que quieras te quedas aquí

Chingo de cheve y desmadre
Ando bien terri y que la fiesta no se acabe
Chingo de cheve y desmadre
No pare no pare no pare no pare
Chingo de cheve y desmadre
Ando bien terri y que la fiesta no se acabe
Chingo de cheve y desmadre
No pare no pare no pare no pare
Morras chichas, vatos locos puro chulos bien pelones
Risto y hierba en los pulmones
Así somos los nuevo leones
Puro pinche loco haciendo desmadre
Pura pinche baby pisteando de amadre
Puro locochon, puro prendido
Pura locochona de culo explosivo
Morras en mi casa todos los dias
Pedas en mi casa y botellas vacías
Morras en mi casa todos los dias
Pedas en mi casa y botellas vacías
Aaaaaay no te digo
Asi es este pedo
El millonario ah ah ah
Exclusivo de babilonia
Para tu colonia
Nuevo leon y San Nicolás

Section Boyz – Shell It letras

[Verse 1: Swift]
Trap, trap til the morning
Pat fat looking Norbit
Here’s a pack you look starvin
I don’t believe what you’re talking
Loads of racks in apartments
Smoke a man and go auntie’s
Them man are rats and informers
I was young and just bossy
Kicked out of school, still classy
Cool with the Afghans and Malis
Flex with the Africans and Yardies
Shutdown raves or parties
Fluffy want me I bust Warley
Man don’t do [?] or Charlie
Smokin on Bob Marley
You can ask Blue or Marley

[Verse 2: Sleeks]
Tryna get it in
Push bike, pedalin
Drugs, cops, blocks, medicine
I will never speak to the cops
Man I swear to the rock, wedding ring
Got a thousand shots peppering
Brown and pop, heavy ting
Grind and stop, my man’s washed
Mad, timing is everything
Bad bits, in the sides of a belly ring
On the shelly ting
Man’s just shelling it
Shellings, anywhere man shell it
Ring trap, no credit
Man get it
Piff bud, smell it

[Hook: Inch]
Shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year

[Verse 3: Knine]
Trapstar on the clothes
Manaman ain’t got a [?]
Grab pack then I do road
Grab man if he try touch bro
Section only, man know
Weapon on me might blow
Hector Zeroni, man’s got all the Os
Anywhere we go we shelly and go
Everywhere man’s gettin in loads
Dead line, man bury that phone
[?] man’s putting up toes
Dead wine, might have that bro
Smart load anywhere I go
Do show, do road, do home
On the street man know how it goes
Grab poles and make that blow

[Verse 4: Littlez]
Smoke nuff ganja like Rass
Jook to the face now man ah feel frass
Them man brass, nah they don’t get cash
Champagne spray that, manaman splash
Man ah come mash up the rave then dash
Gyal ah take pics cuh man ah move Flash
Man a big dog like Bits and[?]
Doin up road, get around like a rash
Turn up settings
Manaman shut tings down, that’s shellings
Gyal wan’ get it
Ps stay gettin
[?] Section, man can’t get it
They ain’t got Zs it’s jeans they sellin
Lock tings down, then manaman steppin
Man ah come lit up the rave, that’s shellings
Back to the T house, trapline bill it

[Hook: Inch]
Shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year

[Verse 5: Deepee]
Boom, I get bread with my bredrins
Peng tings, [?] not pending
Don’t wanna get arrested I have a rest-in
A new tour, I got gear in engine
Buds in the seat box for the break
Same place where your gyal took break
Back your bredrin, get baked
Better get break off, no break
Shots make a boy say hey
Boo hoo, I get Ps every day
Hey did a mad ting, I said boom
Ohh peng tings, skengs in a room and tre
Watch out for your babes
Dropped her drawls, she must’ve saw my face
Don’t last for whores, I love the thought of papes
Your pumpy laws is underscores today

[Hook: Inch]
Shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year
Wah wah wah, shell it
Everywhere we go we shell it
Shelly in here, shelly in there
Shelly get shellin, anytime any year

Rich Chigga – Dat $tick (Remix) (feat. Ghostface Killah & Pouya) letras

[Hook: Rich Chigga]
Man, I don’t give a fuck about a mothafuckin’ po
I’ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin’ do’
Man, I don’t give a fuck about a mothafuckin’ po
I’ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin’ do’

[Verse 1: Rich Chigga]
Don’t give a fuck, poppin’ bottles in the club
Tryna fuck Atlanta bitch but let her lick the pussy up
Turn your bitch into a dyke, finna need her baptized
Pool full of liquor, finna dive in her eyes
Bitch I don’t care, finna fuck a bitch with no protection
I be ignant
Pray to God I’ma die with my nine on my side
Mothafuck cops, bustin’ like a pork, better hide
Put my dick in her mouth, call that shit a metapo
Cigarettes to my lungs ’til I let the pistol go
Liquor to my eyes, tell me what you wanna do
‘Fore I kill you in the street with the rest of your crew
I did this, you know this, the mark on my shoot
With a bullet grazin’, I almost took my life
Forgot what day feels like, I only live at night
Like a bat, not a rat, never die where you at, hoe
[Verse 2: Pouya]
I can’t see, walk, talk then stray, hoe breakin’
Ain’t nothin’, the energy I generate
The underground underdog ’bout to fall off
Into another generation
I was workin, bussin’ tables, now I got my own squid on the plate
Fuck the fame, baby, I don’t wanna live in L.A
Back to the M-I-A to the M-I
Gon’ lay with a ho, face in the coke lines
Toe taggin’ rappers thinkin’ that they’re snappin’
Goin’ bar to bar with me is suicide
You or I, do or die, baby, don’t even worry about who am I
Bank account go stupid now
You should know about the whip situation (aye)
Tour been feelin’ like a damn vacation
Germ fucked up, woke up not knowin’ where he at
You was blacked out in the damn basement

[Hook: Rich Chigga]
Man, I don’t give a fuck about a mothafuckin’ po
I’ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin’ do’
Man, I don’t give a fuck about a mothafuckin’ po
I’ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin’ do’

[Verse 3: Ghostface Killah]
Yo, I don’t give two fucks, I blow big bucks
Strip club, white pussy marks on my black tux
‘Cause after the party’s the hotel lobby
And that bitch gonna give me more head than Steve Harvey
I keep a duffle bag, not like the money team
All coked out on a scale of a triple beam
Nah mean? Fuck a team of guerrillas
Silverback stomp out your gang of chinchillas
Shoot case, military scopes
Korean shotty up the sleeve of my coat
Each slug is like one big egg roll
Impact, you could lose half of your leg, bro
‘Cause we don’t play those games
Franco hit the deck, click, clack, take aim
Guns never jam, we don’t waste rounds
Best shot’s behind the ear like chhhk BOW

[Hook: Rich Chigga]
Man, I don’t give a fuck about a mothafuckin’ po
I’ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin’ do’
Man, I don’t give a fuck about a mothafuckin’ po
I’ma pull up with that stick and hit yo motherfuckin’ do’ (yeah)

Pusha T – H.G.T.V. letras

Half a year later, still ain’t heard an album greater
The natives want me out of the office, back on the pavement
Jokers at the top know the king is nothin’ to play with
9 to 5 money is just as sweet as the grave shift
El presidenté, Blowbama, blow by ya
Chopper next to me in every picture, Osama
Oh mama, they question my starting line up
You only find a diamond from diggin’ like coal miners
Don’t listen to ’em, Desiigner
The same rappers talkin’ next year will be Uber drivers (Fuck ’em)
Chanel dad hats, but you don’t know that they got ’em
Trap door shopper, they rotate the wall
So you will never see me as you rotate the mall
330 spin, cook a steak up on this grill
Me myself and I, we like a hamster in the wheel
Rolls emblem, Black Virginian
Pull in a neighborhood I don’t blend in
Album of the year contender every year
The kitchen’s full of work, it’s blenders everywhere
Blended bitches everywhere that do the most
They never seen with him so they fuck his ghost
Invisible man, timepiece with the invisible hands
MJ, remember the time they counted in sand hourglass
But mine come with purse and heels
And the DIY Gucci with the crest and shields
It’s too far gone when the realest ain’t real
I walk amongst the clouds so your ceilings ain’t real
These niggas Call of Duty cause their killings ain’t real
With a questionable pen so the feelin’ ain’t real
Rap’s John Grisham
I can paint the picture with the words if you listen (shh)
The bar’s been lowered, the well’s run dry
They beefin’ over melodies, but no, not I (yugh)
See I’m so top 5
If they factor in the truth I just might blow by
Blowbama

NO PANTY – Hola letras

[Intro: Bodega Bamz]
I’m in that new whip, inside coca
Hop up out that pretty mothafucka like hola

[Verse 1: Bodega Bamz]
Please to meet you, how you doing? Let’s get this shit started
I’ve been faced with obstacles my whole life hit the target
I pray to god, I’m always asking God, Why don’t you answer?
I live in sin, I love a stripper she my private dancer
They only see the celebrations, keep in mind there’s struggles
Watch the players on ya team, look at they face in huddles
They hid my plate, I was stuck between a rock and hard place
Bam, bam, my fathers name is Barney Ruble
Went to Barneys cause my shorty got the 50 discount
She work for corporate fuck it, still selling work out this bitch house
Of course I’m mad the Knicks ain’t win a chip since ’73
Of course you mad your baby mother wanna fuck with me
I got some anger issues, only pussy calm me down
I’m from the East side, Spanish Harlem’s only golden child
I’m only into fast money, that slow hustle trash
I see my lawyer once a month and bring that duffle bag
These rappers frauds, when you see them it’s the hugs and fives
Been playing 2k since 2000, now ya’ll changing lives
Asking “how the fuck this Latin rapping like no other”
That papi spitting, written feel it realer, word to mother
I don’t need your validations, or your top 10 rap picks
I don’t need the freshman cover Class, to make a classic
Fuck the votes, I don’t parle with the politicians
My paroles, all the homies coming out the prison
Fuck the system, they designed a plan for me to fail
And while we wait for the second coming, I’m raising hell
[Hook: Bodega Bamz]
I’m in that new whip, inside coca
Hop up out that pretty mothafucka like hola
Hola, hola, hola
Say hi to a boss, bitch, a boss bitch
Say hi to a boss, bitch, a boss bitch
Say hi to a boss, bitch, a boss bitch
Say hi to a boss, bitch, a boss bitch

[Verse 2: Joell Ortiz]
Y’all know what it is, if you don’t put on ya sets belt
Fat Latin rapper, you spazzing but you gon need help
Labels try to label a nigga you know how we felt
They don’t see the sandwich, but they’ll show up when the cheese melt
Dab nab it I’m Back at it, a crack habit
Laying vocals on the top floor like a rap attic
I knew I’d run this shit I bought a track jacket
Black maxes, and a starter pistol let it clap lapping
Everybody like Micheal Phelps after a dab package
Took em to school and rocked, yea I Jack Blacked it
Thought I was joking, When y’all laughed at it
I was DEAD serious, now my competition attract maggots
When my city ain’t fit in, who brought it back snapping
I Put New York on my back, Yankee cap backwards
Always showed up, Sho nuff I’m the last dragon
Stacking cats in bags, while y’all was Kat stacking
This is God’s work and hard work
When this pen in my hand it’s Henny and Cran, bar work
When I converse it’s a All Star Converse
Tailored to make niggas chuck deuces and long hearse
Sorry won’t fly
Can’t spell apologize without looking at an appalled OG before your eyes
They say Business is business can’t take it personal
What if you made it your business to take it personal
All of y’all can get it, this business ain’t one personal
A 16s merciful god forbid a 32
64s war Saw 1-4 surgical
Any more a have ya core fans search Earth for you
See my name got way more than respect on it
I got fear on it, not even the best want it
So come for me like a bench warrant
I warrant the bench for you have you at the game but not dressed for it

[Hook: Bodega Bamz]
I’m in that new whip, inside coca
Hop up out that pretty mothafucka like hola
Hola, hola, hola
Say hi to a boss, bitch, a boss bitch
Say hi to a boss, bitch, a boss bitch
Say hi to a boss, bitch, a boss bitch
Say hi to a boss, bitch, a boss bitch

[Verse 3: Nitty Scott]
I’m in the summer V, no stubble, we buttery, AH
Cop trees, chop cheese when I fuck with the AHKS
Niggas think they wrote the book, but it’s more like a pamphlet
Brujeria, I could heal up your soul or I snatch it, AH
Sometimes I’m over your head
But nigga imma get across like it’s over your bed
I just get PAN, fuck wit a DON
And never really let these niggas know what I’m on
Cause he could go from papi to pendejo, nigga real quick
Now he calling me Perico, I don’t feel shit
It was 40, made 120, that’s a real flip
And I been around the world without a deal bitch
Cause my father chose a goddess from the isla
She bump Celia Cruz and Lisa Lisa
They went on half the kid, the Angelita
Dangle little spanglish, that’s AFRO LATINA
Rest in peace abuela, never got to tell her
Hope you found your pleasure, know your life was a novella
Pullin’ on your rosary, praying that-it get better
But Imma do it MEGA, meet you in MECCA
I got the proof that little Buddha be the truth in this
Ludacris, smooth I’m movin’ with you’d think it’s lube in this
I’m cooler than Cool J, how I’m doin’ it
Well done, Peter Luger shit, a nigga lucrative

[Hook: Bodega Bamz]
I’m in that new whip, inside coca
Hop up out that pretty mothafucka like hola
Hola, hola, hola
Say hi to a boss, bitch, a boss bitch
Say hi to a boss, bitch, a boss bitch
Say hi to a boss, bitch, a boss bitch
Say hi to a boss, bitch, a boss bitch

K Camp – Hungry N Lurkin letras

[Intro]
Uh, ay
I’m just tryna elevate over all this bullshit
You hear me?

[Hook]
I be flexin’ on purpose
Hope that there make you nervous
Most these niggas too funny feel like I live in a circus
I got a bitch and she worth it
I know a thing for certain
These niggas sleep and I’m workin’
These niggas sleep and I’m workin’
I be flexin’ on purpose
I’m out here hungry and lurkin’
How you hate when you hurtin’
Hungry and lurkin’, hungry and lurkin’

[Verse 1]
I know one thing for certain
I know niggas that servin’
I know bitches that’s thirsty and I ball like I’m Kyrie Irving
Jumped in the game as a student now I feel like the teacher
Check them niggas that’s round you, make sure them niggas ain’t leachin’
Came to handle my business, that’s the reason you lookin’
Fell in love with my presence and now she in that bitch cookin’
I’m in Jersey like Snooki
Searchin’ round for them cookies
On that grind till December
Just hope you niggas remember that

[Hook]
I be flexin’ on purpose
Hope that there make you nervous
Most these niggas too funny feel like I live in a circus
I got a bitch and she worth it
I know a thing for certain
These niggas sleep and I’m workin’
These niggas sleep and I’m workin’
I be flexin’ on purpose
I’m out here hungry and lurkin’
How you hate when you hurtin’
Hungry and lurkin’, hungry and lurkin’

[Verse 2]
I made that choice to go harder
You ain’t loyal, why bother?
Must continue my saga
I learned my ways from my father
I learned my lessons while climbin’
I came in perfect timin’
Now I’m in, I’m like fuck it
But I’m in love with these diamonds
Bitch I’m in love with the shinin’
They want me to fall off
They want me to stop workin’
Bitch they want me to call off
But I’m love with these Benjies
And I’m in love with this music
If you ain’t know bitch I’m comin’
You better watch how you movin’

[Hook]
But I be flexin’ on purpose
Hope that there make you nervous
Most these niggas too funny feel like I live in a circus
I got a bitch and she worth it
I know a thing for certain
These niggas sleep and I’m workin’
These niggas sleep and I’m workin’
I be flexin’ on purpose
I’m out here hungry and lurkin’
How you hate when you hurtin’
Hungry and lurkin’, hungry and lurkin’

[Outro]
Let’s get it
I’m workin’, I’m workin’
Aye
Music Major
Slump

Aesop Rock – Shrunk letras

[Verse 1]
My first name is a random set of numbers and letters and other alphanumerics that changes hourly forever
My last name, a thousand vowels fading down a sinkhole to a susurrus, couldn’t just be John Doe or Bingo
My address, a made-up language written out in living glyphs lifted from demonic literature and religious text
Telephone uncovered by purveyors of the ouija, then checked against the CBGB women’s room graffiti
My social a sudoku
My age is obscure
My in-case-of-emergency is in the daisies chasing birds
Employed by trillionaires with perfect teeth and pores, and people who open doors for the people who open doors
My medical history is a course at SUNY Buffalo
Charlatan psychiatry and troubleshooting undertow
Nervous in the service still
I’m burger meat and purple pills, “here”
“Thank you we’ll call your name.”
“Sure you will”

Skipped lunch, I’m shrunk
[Verse 2]
You pack up all your manias
You’re sitting in the waiting room
You’re dreaming of arcadia, you’re feeling like a baby tooth
Awaiting panacea, channeling your inner Beowulf
In purgatory just before you pay up to filet yourself and others
In the name of help, coal on a conveyor belt
Into ego death alone, no telephone from Gabriel
I’m half a human combing over home and garden stoned
Gold chains over turtleneck, cigars over cologne
A thousand shitty paintings wrap around the wounded animal
Woo him with the Schubert he’s a future human cannonball
Little fuckers fighting, mother hiding in her Hulu
I’m climbing up the stucco
Let’s get to the seppuku, uh-oh
That pretty penny turn the prickly into Benji
If you save up all your winnings then you get to count your blessings
I finally crunch the budget up and punch the button
She called my name out and pushed me into an oven

The fuck, I’m shrunk

[Verse 3]
She says, “I’m not your enemy”
I said, “That sounds like something that my enemy would say
Instead of playing off the chemistry” she said, “You’re being difficult”
I said, “I’m being guarded, you’re a quarter mil in debt, I get more guidance from my barber
Look, I’m not good at this, I grew up in a noogie-fest
You built your walls up high or say goodbye to all your Cookie Puss
Here’s one: every time my telephone buzzes, I see images of hooded riders setting fire to hundreds.”
She said, “When you start getting all expressive and symbolic, it’s impossible to actualize an honest diagnostic.”
I said, “When you start getting all exact and algebraic, I’m reminded it’s a racket, not a rehabilitation”, ok
Agree to disagree as grown-ups from opposing clans
Honoring the push and pull, I should have called the Scholomance
Oh well, preservation is a doozie
“Will you be needing another appointment?”
“Absolutely”
I’m shrunk

Niall Horan – This Town (Live, 1 Mic 1 Take) letras

[Verse 1]
Waking up to kiss you and nobody’s there
The smell of your perfume still stuck in the air
It’s hard
Yesterday I thought I saw your shadow running round
It’s funny how things never change in this old town
So far from the stars

[Pre-Chorus]
And I want to tell you everything
The words I never got to say the first time around
And I remember everything
From when we were the children playing in this fairground
Wish I was there with you now

[Chorus]
If the whole world was watching I’d still dance with you
Drive highways and byways to be there with you
Over and over the only truth
Everything comes back to you

[Verse 2]
I saw that you moved on with someone new
In the pub that we met he’s got his arms around you
It’s so hard
So hard

[Pre-Chorus]
And I want to tell you everything
The words I never got to say the first time around
And I remember everything
From when we were the children playing in this fairground
Wish I was there with you now

[Chorus]
Because if the whole world was watching I’d still dance with you
Drive highways and byways to be there with you
Over and over the only truth
Everything comes back to you

You still make me nervous when you walk in the room
Them butterflies they come alive when I’m next to you
Over and over the only truth
Everything comes back to you

[Bridge]
And I know that it’s wrong
That I can’t move on
But there’s something about you

[Chorus]
If the whole world was watching I’d still dance with you
Drive highways and byways to be there with you
Over and over the only truth
Everything comes back to you
You still make me nervous when you walk in the room
Them butterflies they come alive when I’m next to you
Over and over the only truth
Everything comes back to you
Everything comes back to you

Kings Of Leon – Waste A Moment (Walls Album) letras

[Verse 1]
All the way from Waco to WE-HO with a rabbit on her chain
Drove a little slick car to tend bar with the static on her brain
She’s a little burner, burner, gonna throw you to the flame
Little ticking time bomb, time bomb, gonna blow us all away

[Chorus]
Oh, take the time to waste a moment
Oh, never ask to be forgiven
[Verse 2]
Sexy was her boyfriend, with no kin, always running from the law
Every other weekend, the week ends with his back at her claw
He’s a live wire, wired, shooting sparks in the night
He’s a gun for a hire, hired with a bead in his sights

[Chorus]
Oh, take the time to waste a moment
Oh, face it where the lines are broken
Oh, name a price to all that’s living
Oh, never ask to be forgiven

[Instrumental break]

[Chorus]
Oh, take the time to waste a moment
Oh, face it where the lines are broken
Oh, name a price to all that’s living
Oh, never ask to be forgiven

Kings Of Leon – Reverend (Walls Album) letras

On the limb cut down in the middle of the night caught in a trap
Cursed by the crown of the wandering man who was never coming back
Stuck on the line spinning all of his time with his back to the throne
With the flash of the round everybody in town said “Leave em alone”

Just like a reverend, like a reverend on the radio
Your heart will never say so
Your heart will never let you go
Just like a reverend, like a reverend on the radio
My heart will never say so
My heart will never let you go

I got caught in the middle of a hurricane fight facing the ground
Beast to the wild with the porcelain smile as it passes around
The truth in the skies from the billowing eyes isn’t working on me
Don’t you think you gotta give me
Give me something I want
Give me something I need

Just like a reverend, like a reverend on the radio
Your heart will never say so
Your heart will never let you go
Just like a reverend, like a reverend on the radio
My heart will never say so
My heart will never let you go

Just like a reverend, like a reverend on the radio
Your heart will never say so
Your heart will never let you go
Just like a reverend, like a reverend on the radio
My heart will never say so
My heart will never let you go

Just like a reverend, like a reverend on the radio
Your heart will never say so
Your heart will never let you go
Just like a reverend, like a reverend on the radio
My heart will never say so
My heart will never let you go

Kings Of Leon – Around The World (Walls Album) letras

[Verse 1]
My corner, you’ll find me every day
The boys come out
That’s where we like to play
Gonna tag along, I’ll set the way
One drought that high
A price your gonna pay

[Chorus]
Been around the world been around the world
The stormy gates and the maiden Pearl
All around the world all around the world
I lost myself and found a girl

[Verse 2]
Keep dancing, like it’s ya last time
We’re so thin ice, swimming in delight
When the curtain falls, I’m on your scene
“What a sweet surprise” she shared to me

[Chorus-Variation]
Been around the world been around the world
The stormy gates and the maiden Pearl
All around the world all around the world
I lost myself and found a girl
Take it all the way, take it all the way
All the way
All around the world all around the world
I lost myself and found a girl

Kings Of Leon – Find Me (Walls Album) letras

[Verse 1]
I see you on a Western sky
On a best tonight
Out in the dark
You always seem to come my way
Come and take your shape
Out on the stars
I really wanna know your name
See your face, know who you are, who you are

[Chorus]
How did ya find me
How did ya find me
What are you looking for, are you looking for
How did ya find me
How did ya find me
Up in the shadows, picking up my [?]
[Verse 2]
I’m waiting on the smoke to rise from behind your eyes
Send me away
Follow me into the wild with a twisted smile, I can’t escape
Now I got you by my side, all my life, day after day
From the grave

[Chorus]
How did ya find me
How did ya find me
What are you looking for, are you looking for
How did ya find me
How did ya find me
Up in the shadows, picking up my [?]

[Bridge]
I see you under western skies
Behind your eyes
I can escape
From the grave

[Chorus]
How did ya find me
How did ya find me
What are you looking for, are you looking for
How did ya find me
How did ya find me
Up in the shadows, what are you looking for?

[Outro]
How did ya find me
How did ya find me

Kings Of Leon – Over (Walls Album) letras

Salty leave, salty leave

Tell me the one about the friend you knew
And the last good night that we toasted too.

Salty leave,
Stay for me, stay for me

We drank wine in the matinee
And the spotlight showed what it chased away

Stay for me

She saw my comb over, her hourglass body
She has problems with drinking milk
And being school tardy
She’ll loan you her toothbrush
She’ll bar tend your party

Kill me, kill me

I called and called, but I can’t get through,
Said he’s on his own, but his own is you

Kill me

She saw my comb over, her hourglass body
She has problems with drinking milk
And being school tardy
She’ll loan you her toothbrush
She’ll bar tend your party

She saw my comb over, her hourglass body
She has problems with drinking milk
And being school tardy
She’ll loan you her toothbrush
She’ll bar tend your party

Kings Of Leon – Muchacho (Walls Album) letras

My riding partner used to work for a living
He take the backseat of all that he was given
He let you rise and take the fall
He was my favorite friend of all

My old muchacho
Love to dress for each occasion
Without that rocket shell taking me in the right direction
Those crooked eyes that knew it all
Was my favorite friend of all
He was my favorite friend of all
He’s wearing jean on jean
Cut him some slack, Fox
Pressed to the corner of the scene
Just here to take stock
He’ll take the chain
He’ll take the ball
He was my favorite friend of all
He was my favorite friend of all
He was my favorite friend of all

Kings Of Leon – Conversation Piece (Walls Album) letras

[Verse 1]
Take me back to California
To those crystal neon signs
The traveling sensation, I’m blinded by the light
There are eyes on every corner
Blow your brains and [?] and smile
Coats of many colors
Flying high up in the sky

[Chorus]
Oh won’t you come round my way
For some conversation, please
Won’t you come round my way
It’s a conversation piece

[Verse 2]
Look at all these shattered faces
They all look so out of place
They’ve got nothing left to live for
They’ll be dead before they wait

I’d love to know just what you’re thinking
Tell me what I ought to do
I will be here if lonely, you’re the one I’m [?]

[Bridge]
Get me out of California
Take out there to the blue
We could make it out together
To the places calling you

[Chorus]
Won’t you come round my way
For some conversation, please
Won’t you come round my way
It’s a conversation piece

[Chorus]
Oh won’t you come round my way
For some conversation, please
Oh won’t you come round my way
For some conversation, please
Oh, won’t you come round my way
It’s a conversation piece

Kings Of Leon – Eyes On You (Walls Album) letras

Out here looking for the good life
Tongue in my cheek and ya back in my knife
I keep pushing through, my eyes right on you
Everyone says you should get away, fast as you can
But I know you’ll stay, you never fall behind
It’s always on your mind

You’re somewhere I wanna go
Nice and swift as we take it slow
Well were on our way
Don’t never hesitate
I’ll hide in the dark in the back of [?]
And laugh a little louder as we go insane
No time to waste
I never come too late

If you don’t like it
Then try it
If you don’t like it
Then try it

Oh, I believe it when I see it
I’ll believe it when I see it

You’re a misfit and I’m your freak
Dance all night till our knees go weak
We could shut this place down
No one else is around
I try hard to understand
The crush of the world in the palm of your hand
You know we sit just right
Let’s run away from the night

If you don’t like it
Then try it
If you don’t like it
Then try it

Well babe, I believe it when I see it
I’ll believe it when I see it

Tongue in your cheek and back in my knife
Out here looking for the good life
Keep on pushing through, I got eyes on you
Baby, you know that we’re on our way
Misfit and freak every single day
[?], let’s go take it all

If you don’t like it
Then try it
If you don’t like it
Then try it

I know you can see it, I’ll believe it
You can see it, I believe it

We’re here for a moment
So let’s own it
For a moment, so let’s own it

It’s here for the taking
Why you waiting?
This good loving is worth making

Kings Of Leon – Wild (Walls Album) letras

Oh, I wanna take you in
If you come around I come a running
Once through the fire again
The weather, the wind is picking up
Every little string is you
Plucked from the vine, ahead of its time
Only if you want me to

Wild, my breath of wonder
Child, running like thunder
Brace for the explosion
Wild is for the open

Spent the night on a riverside
Trying to recall my name
Careful of [?] sinking in
Something hasn’t gone insane
The step the light comes sweeping in
Harsh enough to see it through
Something in the air on the water tonight
Rising from the depths of you

Wild, my breath of wonder
Child, running like thunder
Brace for the explosion
Wild is for the open

Wild, my breath of wonder
Child, running like thunder
Brace for the explosion
Wild is for the open

Kings Of Leon – Walls (Walls Album) letras

I can get there on my own
You can leave me here alone
I’m just tryin’ to do what’s right
Oh, a man ain’t a man unless he’s fought the fight

I could never point you out
Waste of space in a faceless crowd
Tell me what I have to say
If you know what’s right then you’ll walk away

When the walls come down
When the walls come down
When the walls come down
When the walls come down

One by one I’m seein’ them fall
Some just don’t show up at all
I’m just here to fight the fire
Oh, a man ain’t a man unless he has desire

And the walls come down
And the walls come down
When the walls come down
When the walls come down

You tore out my heart
You threw it away
A Western girl with Eastern eyes
Took a wrong turn and found surprise awaits
Now there’s nothing in the way
In the way
In the way
In the way

When the walls come down
When the walls come down
When the walls come down
When the walls come down

You tore out my heart
You threw it away
Western girl with Eastern eyes
Took a wrong turn and found surprise awaits
Now there’s nothing in the way
In the way
In the way
In the way

Kodak Black – From The Ugly (Institution Mixtape) letras

[Hook: Kodak Black]
I’m from the ally corner where we do a nigga nasty
Everybody toting straps, everybody trapping
Jigga jumped up off the porch now he making it happen
This for all my young niggas up the road snapping
Big wheels, big bills, big automatics
All a nigga wanna do is ball like the mavericks
I could get a Rolls Royce if i keep snapping
Dope boys, wrap the slabs in the plastic

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
How you came up off of these DP-baggies?
How you get that jag I see you whipping out in traffic
That lil nigga so scrap call him lil scrappy
How you get more money than your damn daddy
Nigga how you fit that whole thing in your jacket
Me and Trapboy we be scheming we be carjacking
Looking for me, catch me creeping midnight with that ratchet
I just linked up with more wheezy in the back alley

[Hook: Kodak Black]
I’m from the ally corner where we do a nigga nasty
Everybody toting straps, everybody trapping
Jigga jumped up off the porch now he making it happen
This for all my young niggas up the road snapping
Big wheels, big bills, big automatics
All a nigga wanna do is ball like the mavericks
I could get a Rolls Royce if i keep snapping
Dope boys, wrap the slabs in the plastic

[Verse 2: Kodak Black]
All this money I be making I can’t even stash it
And them niggas they be hating and they wanna have it
You gonna’ have to come and take it I won’t let you have it
Niggas try to come and take it ima’ let them have it
Grinding on my mommas porch with my brother mazny
Everybody around me ready and they about that action
Why you think they call me Kodak? ‘cuz i stay flashing
Why you think nobody like you ‘cuz you stay flagging
If i stay consistent with it I can buy an Aston
I got shotta booty up she giving me daffy
[?] fuckin with me, he makin me happy
I just bought a new strap, I’m ready to blast it
Everybody in here with me straight bop-whacking
I can make a millie in my reebok classics
I forgot to bring the poker but i brought the flathead
Bout to make the bands drop, straight pop magic

[Hook: Kodak Black]
I’m from the ally corner where we do a nigga nasty
Everybody toting straps, everybody trapping
Jigga jumped up off the porch now he making it happen
This for all my young niggas up the road snapping
Big wheels, big bills, big automatics
All a nigga wanna do is ball like the mavericks
I could get a Rolls Royce if i keep snapping
Dope boys, wrap the slabs in the plastic

Kodak Black – Rock Bottom (Institution Mixtape) letras

[Hook]
I just want the money
Cause I heard the money bring you power
Now a nigga on top
I remember I hit rock bottom
I don’t wanna be yo friend
I already know you niggas sour
Hoe that ain’t my DNA
I already know I ain’t the father

[Verse 1]
Lil’ kids look up to me like I’m they father (Like I’m they daddy)
Run up on me like “Kodak give me a dollar” (I give them five dollars)
Girl when I first met you, you was smaller (Girl you was so small)
Since I start hittin’ it’s like that booty gettin’ larger
I just touchdown on yo’ ass, feel like Tiki Barber
Now a nigga wearing Hugo boss remember when it starter (When it starter)
I just picked a pack up like Brett Favre (Like Brett Favre)
I just want to buy my mom a car (My mom a Bentley)
Stop right there girl we can’t go no further (Baby stop it)
No not Listerine but shawty love to gargle (No not mouth wash)
Look cool nigga, but I’m hot like lava (Hot like lava)
Swimming in the money I need goggles (Swimming in the money)

[Hook]
I just want the money
Cause I heard the money bring you power
Now a nigga on top
I remember I hit rock bottom
I don’t wanna be yo friend
I already know you niggas sour
Hoe that ain’t my DNA
I already know I ain’t the father

[Verse: 2}​​​
I already know about you lil homie
I just checked your resume boy you a phony
Oh my god i hope that ain’t the police
Cuz i got a 30 clip on me
Don’t be calling me about your hoes
I don’t want your girl i got my own
Girl stop calling my phone i’m getting money
I’m so geeked up i’m paper junkie
McDonalds bitch i love it
You broke as a joke lil boy you fronting
Looking for me I be on the ugly
In the projects right on 1800

[Hook]
I just want the money
Cause I heard the money bring you power
Now a nigga on top
I remember I hit rock bottom
I don’t wanna be yo friend
I already know you niggas sour
Hoe that ain’t my DNA
I already know I ain’t the father

Kodak Black – Hollyhood (Institution Mixtape) letras

[Hook]
Fuck the industry, I’m in the streets
I ain’t never been to Hollywood
I’m not Hollywood, I’m Hollyhood
I don’t wanna go to Hollywood

[Verse 1]
I got kicked out of elementary
Started rapping, making melodies
Listening to beats on my MP3
Now my video on MTV
I got the BB gun in my lap
Brought the BB gun in my class
Call my momma and she sounded mad
Shit when I get home, she gon’ whoop my ass
I just dropped me off for 50 packs
I’m the youngest nigga in the trap
I’m the youngest nigga with that sack
Fuck your plug, I got that sack
[Hook]
Fuck the industry, I’m in the streets
I ain’t never been to Hollywood
I’m not Hollywood, I’m Hollyhood
I don’t wanna go to Hollywood

[Verse 2]
I should have been a president
Young nigga with plenty cents
I teach you little nigga plenty shit
All these games, they ain’t selling it
All this gas, should be selling it
Lately I’ve been really out of my element
These niggas be snitching, [?] really having no evidence
And I ain’t even sick so why the hell am I sipping on medicine
Like get the point cause I be working like a Mexican
I could make a little power move man you been broke ever since
Dropped out of school, run around finessin’ shit
Running with Chiraq, let’s [?] we be wrecking shit

[Hook]
Fuck the industry, I’m in the streets
I ain’t never been to Hollywood
I’m not Hollywood, I’m Hollyhood
I don’t wanna go to Hollywood

Kodak Black – Boss My Life Up (Institution Mixtape) letras

[Intro]
See, you gotta go against all odds, you know?
Boss your life up

[Hook]
I had to run a check up, I had to boss my life up
Like, where I get these bands from?
Like, where I get that ice from?
I stayed down long enough, and then I came right up
What else you think a nigga used to stay up all night for?
What else you think a nigga used to stay out sellin’ white for?
I’m in love with the guap, while lil momma think I like her

[Verse 1]
See, Imma drink a pint, lil momma damn, she got nice butt
Then you can come and tie lil momma down, you could wife her
If you got them bands, then she might fuck
I’m in Fort Myers with G once sellin’ white stuff
I had to hit that lick, it’s a gamble everyday
I here you gotta take a risk
How else you think I wrapped the Cuban link around my wrist?
Now I’m bendin’ corners, I got forgis on my whip
Cashed out, nigga, I’ve been racked up ever since
Movin’ short on them bills, now I pay my momma rent
Remember sellin’ dope to my next door neighbor then
Knock, knock, ain’t nobody home we breakin’ in

[Hook]
I had to run a check up, I had to boss my life up
Like, where I get these bands from?
Like, where I get that ice from?
I stayed down long enough, and then I came right up
What else you think a nigga used to stay up all night for?
What else you think a nigga used to stay out sellin’ white for?
I’m in love with the guap, while lil momma think I like her

[Verse 2]
Boss my life up, it wasn’t nothin’ else to do
You should try it too, you should run a check or two
I’m tryna make it out, you could be successful too
Ain’t tryna make it out? Then sorry I can’t hang with you
Girl I can’t hang with you, lil homie I can’t mess with you
I’m bout my cheddar, you should go get you some cheddar too
Go get you a check or two, that what you better do
So you can free yourself a lil bit, when you steppin’ through
I had to boss up, I had to cut some people off
To be the boss, you gotta learn how to take a loss
Bible on the dash, road runnin’ with the cross
Goin’ up top, touch down like Randy Moss

[Hook]
I had to run a check up, I had to boss my life up
Like, where I get these bands from?
Like, where I get that ice from?
I stayed down long enough, and then I came right up
What else you think a nigga used to stay up all night for?
What else you think a nigga used to stay out sellin’ white for?
I’m in love with the guap, while lil momma think I like her

Kodak Black – Shit On Me (Institution Mixtape) letras

[Intro: Kodak Black]
Kodak why you strapped like that
Why you act like that
Cause I got it by myself

[Hook]
Lil’ Shorty got that shit in his pants(Lil Shorty got that shit)
40 with the dick at the end(40 with the Dick)
They know I keep that shit on me(They know I keep that shit on me)
No they won’t hit no lick on me(No they won’t hit no lick on me)
Come here break yo neck for me baby(Come here break yo neck)
Come here sign a check for me baby(Come here sign a check)
She gone take a risk for me(She gone take a risk)
I think this the bitch for me(She might be my bitch)

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
I just went up top like elavators
About to come back down with 20 Gs
I be sippin’ Codein kickin’ flavor
I got baby bottles full of lean
Girl you be on my dick
I think its the Cuban on my wrist
Got her goin through the bank line
Now im sliding in the audi a5
Free Lil Cool doin that time
Freeman with the stick he doin’ fed time
I’m ballin like the Knicks
I remember I was sellin’ nicks
Smokin gas but your whip on E
She find out you a lame now your bitch on me
Watch out I’m bouta blow
Got niggas locked up eating Sloppy Joe

[Hook]
Lil’ Shorty got that shit in his pants(Lil Shorty got that shit)
40 with the dick at the end(40 with the Dick)
They know I keep that shit on me(They know I keep that shit on me)
No they won’t hit no lick on me(No they won’t hit no lick on me)
Come here break yo neck for me baby(Come here break yo neck)
Come here sign a check for me baby(Come here sign a check)
She gone take a risk for me(She gone take a risk)
I think this the bitch for me(She might be my bitch)

[Verse 2: Kodak Black]
Hoe you can’t get this dick for free
Fuck a bodyguard, I got that shit on me
That money got me geeked
I’m in Miami runnin with my heat
Ratatouille boy I’m comin’ for my cheese
Thought it was Thanksgiving how I stuffed it in my jeans
In science class high as hell
I’m floatin off that loud I feel like Tinker Bell
Now she dont wanna leave here
Girl you gotta go home you can’t sleep here
No cardio Im runnin’ up a check
Leave you where you stand my niggas dumpin’ on the set
Girl you can’t be calling me this late
Lil’ Shorty wanna see me everyday
On molly and a double cup
She kisses on me just like Reeses Butter Cup

[Hook]
Lil’ Shorty got that shit in his pants(Lil Shorty got that shit)
40 with the dick at the end(40 with the Dick)
They know I keep that shit on me(They know I keep that shit on me)
No they won’t hit no lick on me(No they won’t hit no lick on me)
Come here break yo neck for me baby(Come here break yo neck)
Come here sign a check for me baby(Come here sign a check)
She gone take a risk for me(She gone take a risk)
I think this the bitch for me(She might be my bitch)

Kodak Black – In Too Deep (Institution Mixtape) letras

[Intro: Kodak Black (Man’s Voice)]
Project baby, I might need some fuckin’ similac
(Due to some violent content, parental discretion is advised)

[Verse]
I’m in too deep, your boy deeper than a rap
Imma just let my soul bleed on the track
Check your resume, and you ain’t livin’ like that
You the main reason why your dog got wacked
I’m only for the cheese, you a freeze, you a rat
You the main reason why your dog got trapped
Before I ever chase her, I’d rather chase the yacht
Street nigga after paper, I ain’t playin’, Imma snap
Livin’ in denial, juvenile back to back
Hit your house, throw all the gold in a pillow sack
Nigga take your chances, whole lives, shootin’ crapse
We just hit a lick for ten bands, it’s a wrap
I’m a section 8, taliban with the strap
Molly Santan, beach sand in my cap
Yeah I could pass the weed, but I ain’t pass the FCAT
And probably playin’ sleep, cuz I ain’t tryna text back
They found the contraband in my Mac
I had to sneak a pen in my cell to write a rap
I’m extortin’ niggas, want dinner and snack
Told em’ Imma split em’ if I see em’ eat that
I’m vibin’ in the booth, I just kick my feet back
She ride me in the coupe, had to push my seat back
I watched my dog shape back, just to relapse
I’m blowin’ on OG, you smokin’ green crack
I just got a slow leak in my tree rap
That head got me lockin’ up, call her beeswax
Better keep your Smith and Wesson, you might need that
357, E told me “keep that”
Keep your boy well protected like a knee cap
Knock, knock, bang, bang, where the cheese at?
Glock pop, bang, bang, where your keys at?
Don’t you say a damn thing, and I mean that
Ran ‘cross the power after Cool got snatched
I was on the I, when the coupe caught a flat
That’s the same night when SuWu shot Black
I wasn’t even there to tell you if we shot back
*Gun Shot*

Kodak Black – Heart (Institution Mixtape) letras

Ain’t no pussy in my heart
Never ever ever been
All loyal in my heart

[HOOK]
That loyalty it took that to the heart (To the heart)
These niggas don’t know how to play they part (Play yo part)
Never been no pussy in my heart (in my heart)
I always kept it real from the start (from the start)
I should’ve never gave that hoe my heart
I gave her my heart, she playin’ with my heart (bitch give me back my heart)
And if I see her, I might catch a charge (nigga give me back my heart)
I might shoot that bitch right in her heart

[Verse 1]
Damn I got to run here go the narcs
Sniper gang, I hit you wit a dart
I don’t do no pillow talkin’ that ain’t in my heart
I was playin’ round wit that poker, you was playin’ round in the park
I ain’t waitin’ for tomorrow, kept it real since day one
Like I exercise, me and jack been down from the jump
I ain’t brawlin’ man, I ain’t got no time tryna thump
Ima garbage man nigga if I see you ima dump
That loyalty will get you outta thangs when you stuck
Around here it’s always shit that wana get you plucked
I ain’t nothin’ like these niggas, where the hell these niggas from
I ain’t fuckin’ wit these niggas, they’ll tell on they son

[Hook]
That loyalty it took that to the heart
These niggas don’t know how to play they part
It Never been no pussy in my heart
I always kept it real from the start
I should’ve never gave that hoe my heart
I gave her my heart, she playin’ with my heart
And if I see her, I might catch a charge
I might shoot that bitch right in her heart

[Verse 2]
If I see her, I might shoot the bitch
I should’ve treated her like any other goofy chick
I keep my heart pumpin blood, never koolaid
I’m up before the sun, ain’t been sleep in 2 days
I told her my name Kodak, she said oh like blu-ray
All these niggas tryna follow me, I went a new way
That loyalty get you a long way
An I ain’t never switch, ain’t never threw shade
These niggas don’t know how to play they role
They act like paper, all they do is fold
These streets ain’t for lil kids, get out the road
That loyalty more valuable than gold

[Hook]
That loyalty it took that to the heart
These niggas don’t know how to play they part
Never been no pussy in my heart
I always kept it real from the start
I should’ve never gave that hoe my heart
I gave her my heart, she playin’ with my heart
And if I see her, I might catch a charge
I might shoot that bitch right in her heart

Kodak Black – If You Ain’t Ridin (Institution Mixtape) letras

[Hook]
If you ain’t ridin, don’t even act like you ridin
Cause I ain’t tryna be out here wastin’ my time
Keep it real, don’t leave me in the blind
Cause I ain’t tryna be out here thinkin you mine
Don’t be having me out here thinkin you ridin
If I can’t call on you, stop bangin’ my line
Ion want nobody to be feedin’ me lies
Cause Ion even be like to swallow my pride

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
Free lil kooda, he walk round with that 9
Free Lil kooda man they gave him a dime
I like when you suck my dick while I drive
But let a nigga know is you really gon’ ride
Is you really gone ride, even if they flat all our tires
Be hoppin cars and hotwires, till we get a brand new s5
I still fuck wit lil Robert he knew me since I was 5
Ain’t even lookin at yo ass, I got my eyes on the prize
You ain’t got lie to kick it, you can leave you can stay
And whoever told you that I needed you anyway
I ain’t talkin bout no sue, I’ll call a whole new case
I just wrote my nigga Cool like let me know if you straight
You be actin like you real but you know damn well you fake
I’m just thinkin bout lil jackboy it’s his birthday today
I might caught a q8 we just got a new place
I keep my heart pumpin blood, all you lil niggas koolaid

[Hook]
If you ain’t ridin, don’t even act like you ridin
Cause I ain’t tryna be out here wastin’ my time
Keep it real, don’t leave me in the blind
Cause I ain’t tryna be out here thinkin you mine
Don’t be having me out here thinkin you ridin
If I can’t call on you, stop bangin’ my line
Ion want nobody to be feedin’ me lies
Cause Ion even be like to swallow my pride

[Verse 2: Kodak Black]
Keep it real with me, don’t know why you lyin
You out here thuggin but you scared to do time
I kept it real with you, I never been slime
They don’t know how I stayed up on the grind
What I had to do to survive cause all they see is the shine
They don’t see these bags under my eyes, they see the paint on my ride
When I was down bad on my lonely, where was you were you there
When i was lost and i was lonely, where were you, did you care?
Don’t be having me out here thinkin you for me when you there
You would hate to see me win, i know you want me to fail
Went to school got expelled, jumped off the porch i was 12
I ain’t goin back to jail, no more thuggin I swear
You want loyalty but you ain’t even loyal yourself
You a clown, you went down fuckin told on yoself
That’s why my circle so tight, cause ion fuck wit you squares
Those cold nights in that cell, where were you was you there

[Hook]
If you ain’t ridin, don’t even act like you ridin
Cause I ain’t tryna be out here wastin’ my time
Keep it real, don’t leave me in the blind
Cause I ain’t tryna be out here thinkin you mine
Don’t be having me out here thinkin you ridin
If I can’t call on you, stop bangin’ my line
Ion want nobody to be feedin’ me lies
Cause Ion even be like to swallow my pride

Kodak Black – I.M.Y Miss You (Institution Mixtape) letras

[Intro]
Damn girl, You so fine, I had missed you
I thought I was never gon’ see you, dawg
Shit crazy

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
At times I thought a nigga wouldn’t ever see ya
But now i’m back out here and I won’t ever leave ya
I was wilin’ with my strap, I was totin’ ninas
You know I pull up in the jag I want you in a bimmer
Tell my momma you my one and only girl I need ya
Tell my baby, you my lady, I just wanna please ya
I be pullin’ on yo hair when I be stroking deeper
I know you don’t like that smell when I be smoking reefer
You my favorite alphabet, they just wanna be ya
I remember poppin’ checks, runnin’ up the meter
I can take you to a place you thought you’d never go
I can do some things for you, you thought impossible
Man sometimes I just be thinkin’ I won’t ever make it
Cause I be goin’ thru a lot of situations
I’ma keep it real with you, girl i’m infatuated
I’ma show you that I love you I will never fake it
I remember drinking lean, living like the matrix
I always see you in my dreams, I love to see you naked
Girl you know i’m from the streets, yeah i’m a project baby
Wonderin’ would you stay with me if I don’t ever make it

[Hook: Kodak Black]
Girl I miss you, I love ya
And I can’t wait to touch ya
Girl you know that I just wanna kiss you and hug ya
Hold me down when I’m gone, I got in a lil trouble
But one day I be home and together we gon’ bubble

[Verse 2: Kodak Black]
I’m forever your lil hustler
You so bad i dont want to see you fuckin’ with no busta
To see your face again It got me captivated
Keep it real with me what you been doing lately
I need a jump right in that pussy, I feel like a virgin
After you drop that neck i’m gonna drop some verses
I ain’t seen you in so long it got me feelin’ nervous
I’m sorry for leaving you, ain’t do that shit on purpose

[Hook: Kodak Black]
Girl I miss you, I love ya
And I can’t wait to touch ya
Girl you know that I just wanna kiss you and hug ya
Hold me down when I’m gone, I got in a lil trouble
But one day I be home and together we gon’ bubble