Genius azelyrics.net.ru Lyrics

Genius azelyrics.net.ru .Lyrics

Young Thug – Hot Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Young Thug]
Wheezy outta here
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot

[Chorus: Gunna]
Everything litty, I love when it’s hot
Turned up the city, I broke off the notch
Got some more millis, I keep me a knot
I created history and made me a lot
He tried to diss me and ended on Fox
We call them chopsticks ’cause they gonna chop
Took her out of Follies ’cause her pussy pop
I run it like Nike, we got it on lock

[Verse 1: Gunna]
Cartier eye
I’m the bossman in a suit but no tie
I can’t be sober, I gotta stay high
Pour me some syrup in a Canada Dry
Ridin’ in the spaceship like Bonnie and Clyde
Don’t worry, baby, I keep me some fire
Shenenehs and Birkins, she cannot decide
The latest Mercedes her go-to surprise
Don’t sleep on miss lady, her pussy a prize
Dick in her back while I’m grippin’ her sides
Bigger Maybach, this ain’t regular size
We really fly, we like pelican glide
Bitch, you ain’t slick, I can tell the disguise
Upgraded my wrist, put baguettes in that Sky
She sing, I might sign her and change her whole life
I told her to gargle and work on her highs

[Chorus: Gunna]
Everything litty, I love when it’s hot
Turned up the city, I broke off the notch
Got some more millis, I keep me a knot
I created history and made me a lot
He tried to diss me and ended on Fox
We call them chopsticks ’cause they gonna chop
Took her out of Follies ’cause her pussy pop
I run it like Nike, we got it on lock

[Interlude: Young Thug]
Cash, money, checks, cash
Addy, Birkin, bring the bitch sandals
I just wanna fuck the bitch by myself
I just passed her to the dawg like my Sprite

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
I took the Bentley coupe back, then I hopped in a Cayenne (Skrrt)
I put the bitch in the front of the Bentley, in front of the driver (Skrrt)
Haven’t had a sip, that that weed you can’t smoke in the Rolls Royce, woah, woah (Yeah, yeah)
I’m strapped up, I’m cupped up, I’m drinkin’, I shoot off your tires, huh (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
I’m in the coupe by myself
I had to kick a door when I was 5
Keep the old ones on the shelf
Whole sixteen round in the fire
I’m sick and tired of these young niggas act like they firin’, they tellin’ these lies
Actin’ like they the ones created this and they get all the drip from my guys
Yeah, Cartier eyes
Cartier coat, Cartiers the watch
Cartier love, Cartier the thot
Cartier spread, buffalo on the side
Princess cut diamonds, they Cartier, yeah
Cartier bag for the Cartier thot
Sky Wrangler coupe with two hundred the dash
Cartier jeans, ain’t no way I can sag
No way I’ma ever gon’ go out bad
I can’t go out, no way I’ma go out
I just grip on her ass and I show out
I sit like a champ and I wait on a hold-out
I just whip up a new Chanel Patek
I whip with the wrist and I don’t break the door out
Turn the whole top floor to a whorehouse
Hundreds racks in ones, dude brought the flood out

[Outro: Young Thug]
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, hot
Hot, hot, hot, damn
Hot, hot, hot, hot

Young Thug – Ecstasy Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
12 Hunna on the beat
DY Krazy
Pure cocaina extra now, ecstasy
Pure cocaina extra now, ecstasy
Pure cocaina extra now, ecstasy
Pure cocaina extra now, privacy

[Chorus]
Molly, Roxies
Oxycontin (Yeah)
Jubilee, Ostrich (Uh-uh)
Ten a key, we need thousands (Okay)
I can take the stick and I can lift it up (Yeah)
I can take this bitch and I can lift her up (Ayy)
I just took a bankroll and I lift it up (Okay)
I just drunk a PT, it was double sealed up

[Verse 1]
Yes, it’s paid for, it’s pretty and classy
You look way, way, more idiot than your crushes
Icy, icy, I got baddies in my custody
I been chewin’ on that chewy and this ecstasy
I been kickin’, bitch, and drippin’ Louis quilt
Hundred Percocets, I took like four or five off the rip
My dick hard, bitch, come get after it
Growin’ up, I kept a gun like a veteran
Soul snatcher from this, you ain’t comin’ back from this
She bad, treat her like the principal at teacher list
Yeah, make sure that the opposites kickin’ it
Yeah, jewelry kickin’ bullet and we keepin’ it, no cap

[Chorus]
Molly, Roxies
Oxycontin
Jubilee, Ostrich (Uh-uh)
Ten a key, we need thousands (Okay)
I can take the stick and I can lift it up (Yeah)
I can take this bitch and I can lift her up (Ayy)
I just took a bankroll and I lift it up (Okay)
Drunk a PT double sealed up

[Verse 2]
Rockin’ the boat full of meth, ceramic van, yeah
Better pop at his mans, yeah
Man, I never relax, yeah
Yeah, I took the top off the coupe and skrt off on they ass
And that’s what it was, ooh
I told the judge, “Mothafuck a subpoena
You know I been sippin’ on mud”, yeah
I’m in the back with the killers, don’t try that
My niggas gon’ take all your mud, yeah
I been fallin’ in love, so I can’t talk about my thot, yeah
Shawty been swimmin’ in charges
Time to put black Balenciaga tux, yeah
I don’t wanna talk about no hoes with my dad, yeah
Suck me, baby, give me some of your time, yeah
Yes, I could tell the way he dress, he ain’t want no smoke
I ain’t rolled inside the brand new Benz, it’s so cold, yeah
Side note, I fucked your daughter and your ho, yeah

[Chorus]
Molly, Roxies
Oxycontin
Jubilee, Ostrich (Uh-uh)
Ten a key, we need thousands (Okay)
I can take the stick and I can lift it up (Yeah)
I can take this bitch and I can lift her up (Ayy)
I just took a bankroll and I lift it up (Okay)
I just drunk a PT, it was double sealed up

Hoodie Allen – Whatever USA Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
Yeah
I’m in whatever USA, zip code so far away
Can’t remember the name, Google Map to locate
I’m chillin’ with some Notre Dames, show me how the South bends
And my dogs hold me down when we show up in Athens
Back then, we had dreams of being famous and shit
Was such a rebel as a kid, I could’ve went to Ole Miss
I never stress it anymore, you know I’ll go with the vibe
My chick in Alabama told me I should roll with the Tide
No lie, I’m such a Leo at Penn State, I’m a lion
Got every comin’ after me at Duke like I’m Zion
I know a Harvard girl, she always got a lot on her mind
She sent me a million texts, but yo I hardly reply
You know why? Got a girl in Mississippi and Kentucky
And one in Vegas, so she always gettin’ lucky (Ooh)

[Chorus 1]
But it don’t matter where you came from
It just matter where you end up, if you end up with me
Got a chick in Tuscaloosa, Alabama
Don’t gotta ask me “Whose your girl?” in Indiana (Ooh)
But it don’t matter where you came from
It just matter where you end up, if you end up with me

[Verse 2]
Yeah
I’m in whatever USA, zip code don’t wanna say
Can’t remember the name, new city like every day
Got women flashin’ me when I’m in Tulane, it ain’t Mardi Gras
Out in Arizona these Wildcats wanna party hard
I feel like Van Wilder, I’m onto my seventh year
I snap my fingers into women just appear
Let me make it clear
You and your friends are tens, I’m down to Volunteer
Pull up, climb in my van, just like a Mountaineer
I’m here for a minute and then I’m Gonzaga
Hardest workin’ rapper prolly sellin’ shows in Montana
Tell them hoes it don’t matter
I go state to state like I’m transferin’
NCAA, new chick always answerin’
Got a girl in College Station, down in Texas
And one in Memphis who reminds me of my exes (Ooh)

[Chorus 2]
But it don’t matter where you came from
It just matter where you end up, if you end up with me
Got a girl in Tallahassee and Miami
She really love me, told me I should win a Grammy (Ooh)
But it don’t matter where you came from
It just matter where you end up, if you end up with me

[Outro]
Whatever USA
All American, all hits

Sam Smith – How Do You Sleep? (Acoustic) Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Yeah, mmm

[Verse 1]
I’m done hatin’ myself for feelin’
I’m done cryin’ myself awake
I gotta leave and start the healin’
But when you move like that, I just wanna stay

[Pre-Chorus]
What have I become now?
Lookin’ through your phone now
Oh now, love to you is just a game
Look what I have done now
Dialling up the numbers on you
I don’t want my heart to break

[Chorus]
Baby, how do you sleep when you lie to me?
All that shame and all that danger
I’m hopin’ that my love will keep you up tonight
Baby, how do you sleep when you lie to me?
All that fear and all that pressure
I’m hopin’ that my love will keep you up tonight

[Post-Chorus]
Tell me, how do you lie?
Lie, lie
Love will keep you up tonight

[Verse 2]
Oh, no, how did I manage to lose me?
I am not this desperate, not this crazy
There’s no way I’m stickin’ ’round to find out
I won’t lose like that, I won’t lose myself

[Pre-Chorus]
Look what I have done now
Diallin’ up the numbers on you
I don’t want my heart to break

[Chorus]
Baby, how do you sleep when you lie to me?
All that shame and all that danger
I’m hopin’ that my love will keep you up tonight
Baby, how do you sleep when you lie to me?
All that fear and all that pressure
I’m hopin’ that my love will keep you up tonight

[Post-Chorus]
Tell me, how do you lie?
Lie, lie
Love will keep you up tonight
Tell me, how do you lie?
Lie, lie
Love will keep you up tonight

[Outro]
Tell me, how do you lie?
Tell me, how do you lie?
Tell me, how do you lie?
Tell me, how do you lie?

Young Thug – Bad Bad Bad Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Wheezy outta here

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Rose gold seats on a fuckin’ helicopter
Double C, no Chanel, ’cause she bad, bad, bad
Ridin’ Kawasaki, and I could cop you a new ‘Rari
Let you ride it, know your route and you’re bad, bad, bad
No playin’, no Atari, I won’t play with you for nothin’
I can eat you like Hibachi ’cause you bad, bad, bad
I just took the doors off the ‘Ghini, now I’m ridin’
And I’m slidin’ in her sideways, now she call me her zaddy

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Rich nigga shit, I bought my thottie a new Patek
Got a model, got a thickie, got a BM, got a stallion
Got a billion dollar corporation, fuck a Xanny
I got millions to go get and a couple bitches to–uh, yeah
You my dawg ’til we dead, not a question
But I can’t fuck with you like I want ’cause you ratted
Got a million dollars in the wall, in the band’
And got it stepped-on, got it hard, got it crackin’ on her
Half a million, I just did a warm up for half a million, uh, uh, mmm
I can buy the buildin’
I can rent this shit out or save it for the children
I can dead this shit out or give it to the villains
Somewhere they can hide when they do some killin’
All of the rides got grenade ceilings
Loaded with a ride, cost a cool million

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Rose gold seats on a fuckin’ helicopter
Double C, no Chanel, ’cause she bad, bad, bad
Ridin’ Kawasaki, and I could cop you a new ‘Rari
Let you ride it, know your route and you’re bad, bad, bad
No playin’, no Atari, I won’t play with you for nothin’
I can eat you like Hibachi ’cause you bad, bad, bad
I just took the doors off the ‘Ghini, now I’m ridin’
And I’m slidin’ in her sideways, now she call me her zaddy

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Paper tag, peanut butter seats, I’m ridin’
I be in the foreign, fuck with slime, we tied in (Slatt)
Different color Diors on my feet, I couldn’t decide which
Never talked about it, she done made herself my side bitch
Trash bag gang, I can put that on Elijah
Street chose me, I ain’t never had to sign up
Then we hittin’ bitches in the group, I make ’em line up
Beep, beep, beep, that’s me, nigga, get back
Real dopeboy, don’t know how to work a CashApp
How many you got? I’ll send it ‘lone, bring the cash out
I been sippin’ lean, ’bout to pee ’til I pass out
Went to sleep ‘partment, woke up in the paradise
Niggas stealin’ drip but it don’t matter, they don’t wear it right
They don’t even speak but I can see I got ’em terrified
Double R truck, come through, shit on everybody
Bad, bad, bitch, good head, hit her every night

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Rose gold seats on a fuckin’ helicopter
Double C, no Chanel, ’cause she bad, bad, bad
Ridin’ Kawasaki, and I could cop you a new ‘Rari
Let you ride it, know your route and you’re bad, bad, bad
No playin’, no Atari, I won’t play with you for nothin’
I can eat you like Hibachi ’cause you bad, bad, bad
I just took the doors off the ‘Ghini, now I’m ridin’
And I’m slidin’ in her sideways, now she call me her zaddy

[Outro: Young Thug]
Take the four doors off of the Jeep (Bad, bad, bad)
I ain’t doin’ no swaps with a freak, uh (Bad, bad, bad)
We can handle this shit out in the streets, yeah (Bad, bad, bad)
I ain’t goin’ to a house for a meetin’, yeah (Bad, bad, bad)
Pull up in a truck, any season
Niggas never comin’ out, then we leavin’
How could nigga take a loss if he leavin’?
Quickly take off like I’m LeBron

Young Thug – What’s Your Move Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Young Thug]
(BL$$D)
I just let lil’ mama suck me up, girl
Bitch tryna grind [?] of the both, girl
I jumped out the Porsche and when straight up girl (Straight up girl)
You can leave your trousers here, you know the world

[Bridge: Young Thug]
What the move?
I’m tired of earnin’ you
I’m tired of spyin’ on ya’
Tried to paint my shoes
I made it rain on you
When it was hard to maintain too
I was playin’ games with you
Like you could never play games too, yeah, woah

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton diamond, keep calm
All you do is point at what you want (Point it up)
Crystal cut pointers and charm
35 thousand for a duff
Nigga tried to buy the cash cost
[?] Millie [?] with the [?]
35 thousand for a duff
You make it twerk for me
You get the percs for me
80.000 of for her Burgy’
You get the verse for free
I make her worship me
I might cop her a verse from me
Turn to a V.I.P, ya’ll nigga work for me
You want a bag, oh no, no, no
That nigga droppin’ and poppin and ringin’ on my door
I make her sit up and suck it, she fuckin’ at my shows
That nigga scared of, it’s so funny, she suckin’ assholes, ayy

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Drip, drip, no shoestring my sneaker, won’t trip
My jeans, they so tight, they don’t fit
Still I walk around with a stick on my hip
VVS diamonds right behind my lip
Don’t walk with less than 50 on my wrist
Diamonds so cold on my neck, it got me sick
Raf Simons mix it up with the Rick’
Flexin’ on these haters who sent me “My bad”
Made it from the soil, made it from the rags
Richer than your first, richer than your last
L U V, know I got the swag
Pop a rubber band, pop another Xan
I groove around, party pack with hand
I’m seeing double lookin’ through my lens
Tell me what you want, I just want your friend

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton diamond, keep calm
All you do is point at what you want (Point it up)
Crystal cut pointers and charm
35 thousand for a duff
Nigga tried to buy the cash cost
[?] Millie [?] with the [?]
35 thousand for a duff
You make it twerk for me (Twerk)
You get the percs for me
80.000 of for her Burgy’
You get the verse for free
I make her worship me
I might cop her a verse from me
Turn to a V.I.P, ya’ll nigga work for me
You want a bag, oh no, no, no
That nigga droppin’ and poppin and ringin’ on my door
I make her sit up and suck it, she fuckin’ at my shows
That nigga scared of, it’s so funny, she suckin’ assholes, ayy

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Diamonds they cook my wrist
Leg it, they fuck all the skits, woo
Left wrist sittin’ on a brick
Bitch had it ‘lot like a pig (Shee)
Fist work came for the shit
Grab a AK for the wrist (Grab AK)
Gorilla, rub your Bape on a bitch
Shoot your card K on a bitch (Bitch)
We livin’ state to state on a bitch (We livin’ state to state, yeah)
We never ever play with the bitch (We never ever play no)
Do everything the same on a bitch
We only pick the brain of the bitch
I thought to [?] big bills on a bitch
I got a few C’s on a bitch
I made another lead on a bitch
My diamond ’bout to [?] bitch

[Bridge: Young Thug]
What’s the move?
I’m tired of earnin’ you (Oh yeah)
I was tired of spyin’ on ya’
Tried to paint my shoes
Make it rain on you (Rain)
It was hard to maintain too, uh
I was playin’ games with you
Like you couldn’t play games too, hey, okay

[Chorus: Young Thug]
You just gotta tell me what you want (Tell me what you want)
Louis Vuitton diamond, keep calm
All you do is point at what you want (Point it up)
Crystal cut pointers and charm
35 thousand for a duff
Nigga tried to buy the cash cost
[?] Millie [?] with the [?]
35 thousand for a duff
You make it twerk for me (Twerk)
You get the percs for me
80.000 of for her Burgy’
You get the verse for free
I make her worship me
I might cop her a verse from me
Turn to a V.I.P, ya’ll nigga work for me
You want a bag, oh no, no, no
That nigga droppin’ and poppin and ringin’ on my door
I make her sit up and suck it, she fuckin’ at my shows
That nigga scared of, it’s so funny, she suckin’ assholes, ayy

Young Thug – Sup Mate Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Future]
(DY Krazy)
Yellow tape, I put that on (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, life’s great (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, ice skate (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, crime pay (Yeah, yeah)
Hold up, wait, slatt, slatt (ATL Jacob, yeah, yeah)
20 cars, matte black (Yeah, yeah)
Surfin’ at the Ritz Carlton (Yeah, yeah)
22 pink toes (Poof, poof, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Young Thug & Future]
Oxycontin what I piss
(Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Flip it to the dog like a dish
(Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Accept the loss before I quit
(Yeah, yeah, accept the loss before I quit, yeah, yeah)
She slept at the house, I bought her Ruth Chris
(Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: Future & Young Thug]
What’s up, mate? Got cake, mate (Yeah, yeah)
Got cheese, mate, got bread, mate (Woo)
Got cups, mate (Woo, ooh), no fucks, mate (Woo, mate)
Give no fucks, mate (Woo, fucks, mate), I’m up, mate (Woo, outta shape, yeah, yeah)
It’s up, mate, I buck, mate (Yeah, yeah)
I bleed, mate, he bled, mate (Woo, yeah, yeah)
Got cups, mate, (Woo) no fucks, mate
Let’s fuck, mate (Woo)
Fucked my classmate (Woo), fuck, shit, let’s splash, mate (Woo)
Or suck that shit, let’s splash, hey

[Verse 2: Future]
Smokin’ on loud, we don’t fuck around with y’all
Wanna try this shit, let me know
We prepare first and then Columbine
Trenchcoat, under a nigga’s sleeve

[Refrain: Future & Young Thug]
Wipe his nose, wipe his nose (Pussy ass nigga)
Wipe his nose, (Slatt) wipe his nose (Wipe your nose)
Wipe his nose, (Wipe your nose, slatt) wipe his nose (Slatt, wipe his nose)
Wipe his nose, (Wipe your nose), wipe his nose (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 3: Future]
Doubled the cups and then doubled it up and I doubled it up (Yeah, yeah)
Jump in the Bentley, I jump in the truck and I trucker the truck (Woo, yeah, yeah)
Chuggin’ it down, I’m smokin’ a pound, I’m fuckin’ around (Yeah, yeah)
Smokin’ on loud, we don’t fuck around with y’all

[Chorus: Future]
What’s up, mate? (Woo) Got the blicky, featherweight (Woo)
Got the cash, I bake the cake, (Woo) ayy, what’s brackin’, mate? (Woo)
I just sniper, mate, (Woo) chain on hydrate, mate (Woo)
Get no sleep, mate, (Woo) I’m geeked, mate, pushin’ weight, outta shape (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 4: Young Thug & Future]
Red wings, red bottoms, I’m a fuckin’ devil (Yeah, yeah)
20 tennis chains on, not no Ric Flair medal (Woo, yeah, yeah)
I done gotta run it back, you heard what Gunna tell ’em (Yeah, yeah)
Put my diamonds in a bowl, that look like Fruity Pebbles

[Verse 5: Future]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch wanna hit her a lick, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch wanna suck on the dick, yeah
Bitch wanna get her a brick, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,)
Bitch wanna fuck on a bitch (Yeah)
Bitch wanna fuck on the clique (Yeah, yeah)
Euros on euros, I’m gettin’ it (Uh)
Step on the floor, now I’m lit (Woo)

[Refrain: Young Thug & Future]
Wipe his nose, wipe a nose (Woo)
Kick a door, keep the Ruger (Woo)
Put the pole in his ho, bend her over (Woo, woo, woo)
Then you buy that bitch a brand new Range Rover (Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 6: Future & Young Thug]
I’m so high, all I can say is “Woo, woo, woo”
I can’t talk, I barely could say, “Woo, woo, woo”
Count a M and count another one, ooh, ooh (Ooh)
Fuck that shit, I enter the lotto, woo, woo (Fuck it, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 7: Young Thug & Future]
Count a half and another
(Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can never be a facade, relative
(Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Up to the sky with my mom, brothers
(Woo, woo, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
They let it hit from the side, they were all cudders
(Woo, woo, fuck it, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 8: Future]
Oh, okay, fuck her good, make her try voodoo
Okay, my plug put me on, I call him Lou Lou
Hood nigga, pay it in full, I’m a black Jew
What’s population? I come from the trenches, we pray for a brick
What’s poppin’, lady? Bitches love a nigga’s accent (Woo, woo)
Pain pills, codeine, hydro, acid (Woo, woo)
I hang with some slimes, pullin’ kick doors (Woo, woo)
Outchea, outchea, quit your reachin’
Gucci socky on my feet
Sloppy toppy, keep it neat
One, two, three, I got freaks
Ooh, four girls on fleek
Ooh, bad and saditty
Ooh, ass and her titties
Ooh, that ting litty
And my Spanish ting, she bad like J. Lo (Ooh, ooh)
I crushed up an X pill in her asshole (Ooh, ooh)
50 round clip, got my Draco (Ooh, ooh)
I should, I should teach drug classes (Ooh, ooh)
I stay on my grind, Margiela ten toes (Ooh, ooh)
Money on my mind, I’m a nympho (Ooh, ooh)

[Outro: Future]
Ooh, ass and her titties (Ooh)
Ooh, that ting litty (Ooh)
Ooh, ass and her titties (Ooh)
Ooh, that ting litty (Ooh)
Ooh, ass and her titties (Ooh)
Ooh, that ting litty (Ooh)

Snoop Dogg – First Place Lyrics

Play this song

[Chorus: Tdot illdude]
Convertibles and Cuban links just like a prize
I  gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My  eye (First place), ooh
Champion on every street that I survive
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My  eye (First place), ooh

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
OG,  S-N-double O-P
Money talk, nigga, bullshit walk
‘Fore  a nigga show up, gotta envelope me
Big dog, you could never short me (What?)
I need it all upfront, no backend
Since a lil’ nigga, Dogg got it crackin’
On  deck all times, no lacking
Head on swivel ’cause anything can happen
I was banging before I was rapping (Rapping)
I was slanging before it was trapping (Trapping)
Always on go, it’s automatic
Gold medal caught my eye, I gotta have it
We lost Nip too soon, that’s tragic
But he gave LA more wins than Magic
More wins than Kobe and Shaq did
Champions never die, they everlasting

[Chorus: Tdot illdude]
Convertibles and Cuban links just like a prize
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My eye (First place), ooh
Champion on every street that I survive
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My eye (First place), ooh

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
I’m a boss, I’m a genius, I can’t turn it off
A lot of niggas not caught from this cloth
You are witnessing a gangster evolve
After all the run-ins with the law (What?)
After life threw me all them curveballs (Curveballs)
You’da thought I gave up, but nah (Nah)
Grow man, thug it out, stand tall
Who sold millions of records and balled?
Never slowed up, no no, not at all
From the streets of Long Beach, it’s the Dogg
I hustled every day, how you think I got it all?
Did it my way, I done broke a lot of laws
Always came in first place, I ain’t never tied with y’all
Everything real, I ain’t never lied to y’all
First place (First place)

[Chorus: Tdot illdude]
Convertibles and Cuban links just like a prize
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My eye (First place), ooh
Champion on every street that I survive
I gotta win, the golden medal caught my eye (First place)
My eye (First place), ooh

Snoop Dogg – Focused Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Focus on me
Baby, can you focus on me?
Baby, can you focus on me?
Baby, can you focus on me?
Focus on me

[Verse 1]
So much smoke in the air, you can’t see shit
Servin’ Crip dick ’til the bitch sea sick
Bought everything, I don’t lease shit, G shit
Workin’ out so the fleece fit, cool
I’m on that who-you-wanna-be shit
West to East shit for all my dawgs and my Heathcliffs
Streets on tax so the heat’s on my lap
When it’s war, fuck the law, fuck it, bury me strapped
Money long as 21 Cadillacs
Matter fact, get it scratched like BattleCat
Hood politics, every real nigga battles that
Still standin’ ’cause the way a nigga handled that
10 toes down, never actin’ like a mark
Only nigga with a star that got put on at the Park, nigga
That’s on the set, that’s on my mama
I could still pull up at the Park, nigga

[Chorus]
Focus on me
On God, I did that, I did that
Focus on me
10 toes, I did that, I did that
Focus on me
Every word I rapped, nigga, I lived that
Focus on me
Give it up, I did that, I did that

[Verse 2]
Gangbangers rejoice when they hear my voice
Pullin’ up in Rolls Royce, the hood in full-force still
Realizing I’m the source still
The wrong move could get my boys killed
So I focus on me
Makin’ sure this whole shit stay rollin’
And my baby boo neck stay frozen
Rich rollin’, on the clock, non-stop
And my bank account sure shows it
Big mouth Crip and the bitch niggas can’t close it
I was chosen
So don’t worry ’bout mine, nigga, we good
And fuck what y’all think, “Free Suge”
Diamond in the back with the leather with the wood in it
Banged around the world, made sure I kept the hood in it
Yeah, one time for the king
And I still smoke a nigga like a big bag of weed
On moms

[Chorus]
Focus on me
On God, I did that, I did that
Focus on me
10 toes, I did that, I did that
Focus on me
Every word I rapped, nigga, I lived that
Focus on me
Give it up, I did that, I did that

[Outro]
Focus on me
Baby, can you focus on me?
Baby, can you focus on me?
Baby, can you focus on me?
Baby, can you focus on me?
Baby, can you focus on me?

Snoop Dogg – I C Your Bullshit Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
You ain’t changed
You ain’t changed
Stay the fuck away from me
Stay the fuck away from me
I don’t have no time for you
So you should have no time for me

[Chorus]
Oh, damn, oh, oh, damn
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
For real, you still on bullshit?
Nigga, miss me with that bullshit
Nigga, miss me with that bullshit

[Verse 1]
I see your phony ass
Out here actin’ like you changed with yo funky ass
Fake-fake as my last bitch, flunky ass
Mind all over the place with your clumsy ass
Niggas still fake-fake fakin’ like they not
Ferraris switchin’ lanes, ‘scape takin’ niggas spots
Oh, you thinkin’ that she love you?
No, she just needs a sponsor
Claimin’ you a boss, but you still livin’ with yo mama

[Chorus]
Oh, damn, oh, oh, damn
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
For real, you still on bullshit?
Nigga, miss me with that bullshit
Nigga, miss me with that bullshit

[Verse 2]
Why you actin’ smart when you not? (No, you’re not)
Actin’ like you hot when you not? (On my mama)
When you not? When you not? When you not?
I can’t fake with you no more, I’m just not (Can’t do it)
All that fast talkin’ shit, it ain’t gon’ work here
Go back over there ‘fore you get hurt here
Shit hit the fan on the Klan, I was first-first
Think I’m a problem, on God, it get worse here

[Chorus]
Oh, damn, oh, oh, damn
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
For real, you still on bullshit?
Nigga, miss me with that bullshit
Nigga, miss me with that bullshit

[Verse 3]
Every time I see you, you beg a nigga for money
Don’t even ask how I’m doin’, but tell me keep it one hunnid
So, I’ma say it and mean it so you can hear this
Loud and clear, fuck outta here
See I’m a smile away, put the pile away
And I can smell bullshit about a mile away
Old bullshit-ass nigga, let it go
Or a bunch of bullshit is what you headed fo’

[Chorus]
Oh, damn, oh, oh, damn
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
For real, you still on bullshit?
Nigga, miss me with that bullshit
Nigga, miss me with that bullshit

[Outro]
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
I see your bullshit
You ain’t changed
You ain’t changed
Stay the fuck away from me
Stay the fuck away from me
I don’t have no time for you
So you should have no time for me, me

Hoodie Allen – IDK Why Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Yeah (Na, na, na, na, na)
Hoodie,  ooh
Yeah,  yeah

[Verse 1]
I tried to tell your ass before but you just ain’t listen
Now I’m the reason that you pissed and, like Blake Griffin
You  say I spend way too much time around these fake bitches
But  every time I shoot my shot you know I ain’t missin’
I’m Horace Grant with the goggles, baby great vision
It’s  supercalifragilistic that’s how I’m livin’
I mean it’s always poppin’, poppin’, poppin’ ’round me girl
But I ain’t tryna brag it’s nothin’ but a hobby girl
I’m icy like a hockey player, more connected than the mayor
Fuck  it, I swear everyone I know is tryna do me favors
Never thought I’d be a player, tryna find my own Zendaya
If you walked away right now, I wouldn’t even blame ya

[Chorus]
It go like this, a hell of a try
You fall in love, and I don’t reply
It’s probably ’cause I’m scared to admit
I don’t know why love even exists

[Verse 2]
I’m just tryna be faithful, I’m always respectful
She asks “How you feelin’?”, I tell her successful
The ice on my wrist, perma, it ain’t a rental
I’m so generous, they compare me to Kendall
I’d buy you the world if you let me
She say she down for a good time in Tempe
I tell her “girl don’t you tempt me”
We go straight to ASU, say “I really like the view”
We can kick it on the beach, maybe grab a bite or two
Get you backstage pass when I’m playing Bonnaroo
But this love won’t last, something bittersweet and true
I just gotta break it down for you

[Chorus]
It go like this (This), a hell of a try
You fall in love (Love), and I don’t reply
It’s probably ’cause (‘Cause), I’m scared to admit
I don’t know why love even exists
It go like this (This), a hell of a try
You fall in love (Love), and I don’t reply
It’s probably ’cause (‘Cause), I’m scared to admit
I don’t know why love even exists

[Outro]
I don’t know why love even exists
You sent me letters you seal with a kiss
All of the times and the texts that I missed
I don’t know why love even exists
I said “I don’t know why” (I don’t know why)
I don’t know why (I don’t know why)
I don’t know why (I don’t know why)
I don’t know why (I don’t know why)
I don’t know why (I don’t know why)
I don’t know why (I don’t know why)
I don’t know why (I don’t know why)
I don’t know why (I don’t know why)

Martin Garrix – Home Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
Oh, I was hiding from the pain
But now I’m tired of running
Felt like the gods forgot my name

[Pre-Chorus]
In my head, I didn’t know what I was looking for
We got so close to something beautiful
And now I’m never gonna let you go, you go, you go

[Chorus]
Home, take me home
Back to my roots, yeah, it’s been so long
Hey, I found a way
Back to the streets where they know my name
You know I’ve been all around, all around
But you were always on my mind, on my mind
Home, take me home
Back to my roots, yeah, it’s been so long, yeah

[Pre-Drop]
Home, take me home
Back to my roots, yeah, it’s been so long, yeah

[Drop]

[Verse 2]
Oh, I was falling from my high
And I came down to nothing
Feels like the gods left me behind

[Pre-Chorus]
In my head, I didn’t know what I was looking for
We got so close to something beautiful
And now I’m never gonna let you go, you go, you go

[Chorus]
Home, take me home
Back to my roots, yeah, it’s been so long
Hey, I found a way
Back to the streets where they know my name
You know I’ve been all around, all around
But you were always on my mind, on my mind
Home, take me home
Back to my roots, yeah, it’s been so long, yeah

[Bridge]
Been so long, been so long
Been so long, long, long
Been so long, been so long
Been so long, long, long

[Pre-Drop]
Home, take me home
Back to my roots, yeah, it’s been so long, yeah

[Drop]

Young Thug – Pussy Lyrics

Play this song

[Chorus]
(808 my crew)
You’s a pussy nigga, you’s a pussy (Southside)
You’s a pussy nigga, you’s a, you’s a pussy (Pyrex whipper)
Let her suck all on your neck, you’s a big pussy
You didn’t really get her wet, ’cause you’re big pussy
Nigga shootin’ a jammin’ TEC, ’cause you’re big pussy
You’ll get fingered with a clip, you’s a big pussy
Let a nigga snatch your necklace, you’re big pussy
I rock all water baguettes on you big pussies

[Verse 1]
It’s a pussy, pussy, wussy
It’s a pussy, wussy, pussy
Bal Harbours, and I was fresh out of charters
Louis V joggers, green Birkin, that Frogger
She with that nose bleed
She was gettin’ high as she ‘posed to be
I’m in another league
Whenever I ride, they notice me
She gave her throat to me
I bought her a big face Rollie-ie
She breakin’ your code with me
I bought her the rose gold rosary
Jump in the back, this is a bullet proof ‘Lac
500 racks, baby said, “Don’t get fat”
Extra racks, what I charge ’em to cook up is crack
Who been in the sack? ‘Bout to set up a lil’ mouse trap

[Chorus]
You’s a pussy nigga, you’s a pussy
You’s a pussy nigga, you’s a, you’s a pussy (Woah)
Let her suck all on your neck, you’s a big pussy (Woah)
You didn’t really get her wet, ’cause you’re big pussy (Woah)
Nigga shootin’ a jammin’ TEC, ’cause you’re big pussy
You’ll get fingered with a clip, you’s a big pussy
Let a nigga snatch your necklace, you’re big pussy
I rock all water baguettes on you big pussies

[Verse 2]
That’s your man, yeah
Hurry, pull off in a Hellcat
He owe me bands
Suck you some dick or I’m shootin’ your man, jack
She in the back
But she went dark in the nat, jack
She drink the nut, yeah
She don’t be spittin’ out nothin’, yeah

[Chorus]
You’s a pussy nigga, you’s a pussy
You’s a pussy nigga, you’s a, you’s a pussy
Let her suck all on your neck, you’s a big pussy
You didn’t really get her wet, ’cause you’re big pussy (Woah)
Nigga shootin’ a jammin’ TEC, ’cause you’re big pussy (Woah)
You’ll get fingered with a clip, you’s a big pussy (Woah)
Let a nigga snatch your necklace, you’re big pussy
I rock all water baguettes on you big pussies

[Outro]
It’s a pussy, pussy, wussy
It’s a pussy, wussy, pussy
It’s a pussy, pussy, pussy
It’s a pussy, pussy, pussy

Young Thug – Mannequin Challenge Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Young Thug]
(You good, T-Minus?)
Uh

[Chorus: Young Thug]
The Rolls Royce is grey, I’ve been callin’ it granny
I copped that Lamb’ truck and that bitch panoramic (Skrt)
I’m fuckin’ on lil’ shawty, mama, and granny
I’m takin’ up space and they squish me like sandwiches
Fuck what I did, and fuck all the damage
I’m tryna kill you and your kid and your mammy (Brr)
I just told the judge, “Man, fuck what you talkin’”
And fuck what you sayin’, I’m smokin’ these whammies (Ha)
These Percys, these Xannies, I’m pourin’ up this Actavis (Woo)
I’m failin’ this test every time (Yeah)
I fingered this ho while we ridin’ (Yeah)
I’m ’bout to expose you with rhymes (Yeah)
I came out the slum with these guys (Yeah)
I slept in the woods with the guys (Yeah)
Get out the way when they come (Yeah)
Of course, the whole crew with the shine (Woo)

[Verse 1: Young Thug & Juice WRLD]
I just did a week in jail and I caught me three new bitches (No cap)
Before you knew Dapper Don, bitch, I was Grandpa Grippin’ (On God)
I had a million dollars stashed away in a spot on the westside (Woo)
I bulletproofed the whole car, the stickers on the windows and all of the tires (Yeah)
I gave a million dollars to my dawg, now a nigga worldwide (Yeah)
Yeah, I got a collar on my hoes
I’m puttin’ diamonds on her toes
Nigga, we came from cookin’ noodles on the stove (Woo, woo, woo)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
The Rolls Royce is grey, I’ve been callin’ it granny
I copped that Lamb’ truck and that bitch panoramic (Skrrt)
I’m fuckin’ on lil’ shawty, mama, and granny
I’m takin’ up space and they squish me like sandwiches
Fuck what I did, and fuck all the damage
I’m tryna kill you and your kid and your mammy (Brr)
I just told the judge, “Man, fuck what you talkin’”
And fuck what you sayin’, I’m smokin’ these whammies (Ha)
These Percys, these Xannies, I’m pourin’ up this Actavis (Woo)
I’m failin’ this test every time (Yeah)
I fingered this ho while we ridin’ (Yeah)
I’m ’bout to expose you with rhymes (Yeah)
I came out the slum with these guys (Yeah)
I slept in the woods with the guys (Yeah)
Get out the way when they come (Yeah)
Of course, the whole crew with the shine (Woo)

[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
Off of the Perc’ and the Xan’ again, yeah (Yeah)
Walk in the sky like I’m Anakin, yeah (Yeah)
Doube G on me like mannequin, yeah (Yeah)
Make ’em freeze like a mannequin challenge in here (Yeah)
Me and slime dealin’ and dash (Yeah)
Kidnap the children and murder the parents (Yeah)
I went to Mexico, I brought the pesos (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Fucked her, say hola, screamin’ in Spanish (Yeah)
I got the tool, no Handy Manny (Chk-chk, grra)
You and your Jack sound like you Randy (Grra)
I told that bitch to go swallow my kids
I don’t even wanna have no family (Yeah)
It’s me and Thugger, we rulin’ the planet, yeah
We goin’ harder than granite
Money old enough to fuck up your granny, yeah
I may go fuck on your granny

[Chorus: Young Thug]
The Rolls Royce is grey, I’ve been callin’ it granny
I copped that Lamb’ truck and that bitch panoramic (Skrt)
I’m fuckin’ on lil’ shawty, mama, and granny
I’m takin’ up space and they squish me like sandwiches
Fuck what I did, and fuck all the damage
I’m tryna kill you and your kid and your mammy (Brr)
I just told the judge, “Man, fuck what you talkin’”
And fuck what you sayin’, I’m smokin’ these whammies (Ha)
These Percys, these Xannies, I’m pourin’ up this Actavis (Woo)
I’m failin’ this test every time (Yeah)
I fingered this ho while we ridin’ (Yeah)
I’m ’bout to expose you with rhymes (Yeah)
I came out the slum with these guys (Yeah)
I slept in the woods with the guys (Yeah)
Get out the way when they come (Yeah)
Of course, the whole crew with the shine (Woo)

Young Thug – Just How It Is Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Future]
Wheezy outta here

[Chorus]
Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo
Ooh-woo, I done for the crew
Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin’
I done did the jackin’, now I’m full rappin’
I put on my brothers, I put on my bitch
Had to wear the dress ’cause I had a stick
You know where the bag at, tell me where it is
I came from rags to riches, I’m the shit
I can no longer disguise it, bitch, ’cause I’m rich
I got cars galore, lil’ bitch, ’cause I’m rich
I escaped every one of the licks ’cause I was supposed to be rich
I don’t care nothin’ ’bout no cop, I’m tellin’ you just how it is

[Verse 1]
Put it in a Uber, send it to a shooter
Ask me how they do it, kickin’ shit, Ryu, Ken
Put it in a cab, send it to a Arab
Hit ’em with the MAC now, now his whole body scabbed
Cash on the delivery (Ayy)
G.O.A.T. talk of the century (Oh)
No time for gibberish, all the critics hearin’ this
All the bitches lipstick, and her pussy slippery
I can call a troop, go by the name of Duke
Kidnap a kangaroo, I can send a moose (Woo)
Niggas stole a chain, but I ain’t worried, fool
I’ma keep on spinnin’ ’til they tell me who

[Chorus]
Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo
Ooh-woo, I done for the crew
Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin’
I done did the jackin’, now I’m full rappin’
I put on my brothers, I put on my bitch
Had to wear the dress ’cause I had a stick
You know where the bag at, tell me where it is
I came from rags to riches, I’m the shit
I can no longer disguise it, bitch, ’cause I’m rich
I got cars galore, lil’ bitch, ’cause I’m rich
I escaped every one of the licks ’cause I was supposed to be rich
I don’t care nothin’ ’bout no cop, I’m tellin’ you just how it is

[Verse 2]
I don’t gotta throw you shit like Kaepernick, nah
I got seven bitches with me, Kaepernick
Yeah, R.I.P. Nipsey, I can tell you how they get rich
I can tell you how to die or how to live in this bitch
I can tell you how to talk the most impeccable shit
I can show you how to walk like you got decimals, bitch
Show you how I can get the top from all the top ten bitches
I got white Adderalls and I have amoxicillin
I got lights on, baby, I got moths in this bitch
No fly zone, caught you like you’re mouse in this bitch
Growin’ tycoon and I took some losses, you bitch
I’m a boss, but I don’t like to take a loss in this bitch (Wheezy outta here)
Such a player but I cake and cuddle all of my bitches
I got layers, I got millions, I got all type of buildings
Fuck around and air the pussy nigga out like linen
Last nigga tried me, almost got popped in Lenox
As the cops, ask the detectives, they know all the business
Ask the cops and the detectives, all the jury districts
Ask the kids at school who ambitious, all the missions
Gave the lawyer close to two mil’, he handle all the killings
I don’t know and I don’t wanna know who ‘flodged Bentley’s
I don’t know what’s goin’ bro, I think they all spillin’
We don’t speak ’bout shit on wax, it’s all mob business
We known to kill the biggest cats of all kitties

[Chorus]
Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo
Ooh-woo, I done for the crew
Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin’
I done did the jackin’, now I’m full rappin’
I put on my brothers, I put on my bitch
Had to wear the dress ’cause I had a stick
You know where the bag at, tell me where it is
I came from rags to riches, I’m the shit
I can no longer disguise it, bitch, ’cause I’m rich
I got cars galore, lil’ bitch, ’cause I’m rich
I escaped every one of the licks ’cause I was supposed to be rich
I don’t care nothin’ ’bout no cop, I’m tellin’ you just how it is

Young Thug – Jumped Out the Window Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Supah Mario

[Chorus]
Jumped out the window and I fled on the cops (Woo)
Nigga had to run ’cause I had meds in my socks (Slatt)
Hit the rocky road, then I led ’em to the projects (Woah)
Whole hood outdoors in the street, they tryna stop ’em (No cap)
Fuck a callin’ card ’cause fuck a fuckin’ cock block (Yeah)
Fucked her one time, iced baguettes in my socks (Yeah)
All them bitches ’round, tryna trick me out my cock (Yeah)
Trappin’ out a four door, old Carrera with the drop

[Verse 1]
I been in the trenches, what these niggas call pork and beans
Chillin’ with the Zoes, that’s my family, they my opps
Cook it, watch it roll ’round the pot, then they come shop (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
Playin’ with the Spider, they pull up and then they chop (Rrr)
Niggas ’round here funny, we cook up the bunnies (Woo, woo)
I done showed my chest, bitches say they want me
I don’t know the rest, (Yeah) niggas ain’t no slimy (Hey)
Show you the finesse, (What) everybody ’round me (Slatt)
Everywhere I go, I keep that strap like I’m horny (Yeah)
Yellow diamonds on me, uh-uh-uh, but I’m not corny (Yeah)
I am so not sorry, so don’t tell me ’bout your story (Uh-uh)
Black and white seats, Ore’, (Ore’) five rings, Horry (Horry)
MAC-10 hungry, (Hungry) you pussies are baloneys (Yeah)
I been with your mummy ’cause your daddy a jabroni (Ha)
I been in the top room at Tootsie’s, they ain’t stop me (Swear)
They know I got money, and I don’t want nothing (Uh-uh)

[Chorus]
Jumped out the window and I fled on the cops (Woo)
Nigga had to run ’cause I had meds in my socks (Ayy)
Hit the rocky road, then I led ’em to the projects (On God)
Whole hood outdoors in the street, they tryna stop ’em (Yeah)
Fuck a callin’ card ’cause fuck a fuckin’ cock block (Fuck ’em)
Fucked her one time, iced baguettes in my socks (Yeah)
All them bitches ’round, tryna trick me out my cock
Trappin’ out a four door, old Carrera with the drop (Srrr)

[Verse 2]
Big baguettes on necks, it make lil’ mama come and pamper me (Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah)
I be with my brodie ’cause he won’t let nothin’ happen to me
I don’t want your baby, girl, you’re nothin’ but a scam to me
I been ballin’ on niggas like D Wade and they can’t handle me (Woo)
Broke niggas scam to me (Yeah-yeah), don’t put out my candle, leave
I just hit my grower, now we growin’ nothin’ but Hercules
I just hit my dawg up, he said he went to church for me (To church)
Ran into the opps, kill ’em ’cause they tryna murder me
My necklace look like Starburst (Yeah-yeah)
Make ’em all squirt (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Let me shop, ho, I can’t buss you in the mall, jerk (Yeah-yeah-yeah)
Shoot a nigga hands up like I’m Lil Durk (On God)
I got semi-automatics on the tour bus (Woo)

[Chorus]
Jumped out the window and I fled on the cops (Skrrt)
Nigga had to run ’cause I had meds in my socks (Ayy)
Hit the rocky road, then I led ’em to the projects (On God)
Whole hood outdoors in the street, they tryna stop ’em (Yeah)
Fuck a callin’ card ’cause fuck a fuckin’ cock block (Fuck ’em)
Fucked her one time, iced baguettes in my socks (Yeah)
All them bitches ’round, tryna trick me out my cock
Trappin’ out a four door, old Carrera with the drop

Macklemore – Shadow Lyrics

Play this song

[Chorus: IRO]
Got me straight up drinkin’ from the barrel
I’ve been losin’ hours
Singin’ sad songs underneath the gallows
Runnin’ from my shadow
Runnin’ from my shadow

[Verse 1: Macklemore]
I need relief, I need some peace
But the voices, they keep talking to me
And I keep going to meetings, I pray every evening
But I can’t escape my disease
Lookin’ at me, stare in the mirror
Look at the man starin’ back at you
You are your failures, you are your triumphs
You are a prophet, you are an asshole
You are a devil and you are a god
You buy a shovel and bury it all
Think you can purchase your way right out of the void and not end up payin’ the cost?
Lie to yourself, lie to them, hell
Whatever helps, forgotten what’s real
You think the secrets you keep stay between you and me
But the shadow’s attached to your heels, like

[Chorus: IRO]
Got me straight up drinkin’ from the barrel
I’ve been losin’ hours
Singin’ sad songs underneath the gallows
Runnin’ from my shadow
Runnin’ from my shadow

[Verse 2: Macklemore]
I let it rain through the sunroof
I’ve been parked out by the waterfront
Been going to war with myself
Reading Sun Tzu, bumpin’ Tha Carter I
I’m back on day two, forgot how hard it was
Starin’ at me for so long, I forgot who the target was
I thought I was over this, this isn’t what sober is
What kind of dad would hold their kids
Then go back out and ignore the risk?
The shadow wants me to forget the pain
Wants me to live in the guilt and the shame
So much that I have no choice but to die from the drugs or blow out my fucking brain
The shadow, it wants me too busy
It wants me keep driftin’
It wants me to give in to fame
It wants me forgettin’ that I got an illness that lives in my spirit in different ways
Shadow, the light
They can both blind, got different names
If it’s too dark, if it’s too bright
It can still burn you with different flames
And I don’t owe them an iota
Tell my mama I’ma die sober
Yeah, I might be bipolar
I should write an album out in Wyoming
Low bottom, I’m a high roller
Go full throttle, got no chauffeur
Got two voices on both shoulders
But I keep swinging ’til the fight’s over

[Chorus: IRO]
Got me straight up drinkin’ from the barrel
I’ve been losin’ hours
Singin’ sad songs underneath the gallows
Runnin’ from my shadow
(Runnin’ from my shadow)

[Bridge: IRO]
Runnin’, I’m runnin’, I can’t get away, away, away
Chasin’ me down every night and all day, all day, all day
Runnin’, I’m runnin’, I can’t get away, away, away
Chasin’ me down every night and all day, all day
Runnin’, I’m runnin’, I can’t get away, away, away
Chasin’ me down every night and all day, all day, all day
I’m runnin’, I’m runnin’, I can’t get away
Chasin’ me down every night and all day
My mama told me I gotta be brave, be brave, be brave

[Outro: IRO]
Keep runnin’ from my shadow

HRVY – Out Loud Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
First thing you should know about me
I’ve always been a man of my word
Secondly please know that I take everything
For what it’s worth

[Pre-Chorus]
I was dreaming I’m in the bars
That were closed, and you come over
Alone, ’cause you were just thinking of me
Saying how since we’ve been together
The world has been so much better
Then you leave the bar and tell me you love me

[Chorus]
You’ve been patiently awaiting
For me to say it, say it out loud
And I want to, ’cause I want you
But I need time, time to come around

[Post-Chorus]
‘Cause when I’ll tell you everything I’m feeling
Every word is straight from my heart
If I speak it, let’s believe it
That I mean it, if I say it out loud

[Verse 2]
I’ve been there before I took it way too fast
Hardest lesson I ever learned
Know you can throw it out and take it back
It’s such an easy way to get burned

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, I want the best for you
I got so much respect for you
I will never hurt you, my dear
I’m now trying to build this trust
And I don’t wanna fill it up
With the things that you think you want to hear

[Chorus]
You’ve been patiently awaiting
For me to say it, say it out loud
And I want to, ’cause I want you
But I need time, time to come around

[Post-Chorus]
‘Cause when I’ll tell you everything I’m feeling
Every word is straight from my heart
If I speak it, let’s believe it
That I mean it, if I say it out loud

[Bridge]
Three little words, three little words
Three little words, so complicated
Three little words, three little words
Three little words, so complicated

[Chorus]
You’ve been patiently awaiting (awaiting)
For me to say it, say it out loud
And I want to (ooh), ’cause I want you
But I need time, time to come around (come around)

[Post-Chorus]
‘Cause when I’ll tell you everything I’m feeling (ooh)
Every word is straight from my heart (heart)
If I’m speaking, it’s believing
That I need it, if I say it out loud (loud)

[Outro]
Now it’s patiently awaiting
For me to say it, if I say it out loud

Big Thief – Not Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
It’s not the energy reeling
Nor the lines in your face
Nor the clouds on the ceiling
Nor the clouds in space
It’s not the phone on the table
Nor the bed in the earth
Nor the bed in the stable
Nor your stable words
It’s not the formless being
Nor the cry in the air
Nor the boy I’m seeing
With her long black hair
It’s not the open weaving
Nor the furnace glow
Nor the blood of you bleeding
As you try to let go

[Chorus]
It’s not the room
Not beginning
Not the crowd
Not winning
Not the planet
Not spinning
Not a rouse
Not heat
Not the fire lapping up the creek
Not food
Not to eat

[Verse 2]
Not the meat of your thigh
Nor your spine tattoo
Nor your shimmery eye
Nor the wet of the dew
It’s not the warm illusion
Nor the crack in the plate
Nor the breath of confusion
Nor the starkness of slate

[Chorus]
It’s not the room
Not beginning
Not the crowd
Not winning
Not the planet
Not spinning
Not a rouse
Not heat
Not the fire lapping up the creek
Not food
Not to eat

[Verse 3]
Not what you really wanted
Nor the mess in your purse
Nor the bed that is haunted
With the blanket of thirst
It’s not the hunger revealing
Nor the ricochet in the cave
Nor the hand that is healing
Nor the nameless grave

[Chorus]
It’s not the room
Not beginning
Not the crowd
Not winning
Not the planet
Not spinning
Not a rouse
Not heat
Not the fire lapping up the creek
Not food
Not to eat

Not to die
Not dying
Not to laugh
Not lying
Not the vacant wilderness vying

[Outro]
It’s not the room
Not beginning
Not the crowd
Not winning
Not the planet
Not spinning

Snoop Dogg – Do It When I’m In It Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Jermaine Dupri & Ozuna]
(Hi Music Hi Flow)
Y’all know who this is
(Ozuna, jaja)

[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri]
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
From the LBC shore, wheels up on the G4
Louis bag with the Gucci loafs, silk shirt with a mink coat
Flying in, selling game to all you hoes and you’re buying in
Legend in your presence, hiding
Got a room full of bitches and they lying there
High in there, ain’t no fire, but a lot of wine in there
They get it, ain’t no WiFi
On the low, close the door, bitch, I Spy
See when I pull up, jump in, we slip out
Roll up, roll out, get mines, dip out
She had to come and give a real Crip a taste
Out of pocket, never that stayin’ in stripper’s place
Big brown ass with some fat titties
And baby make magic when I’m in the city

[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri]
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)

[Verse 2: Ozuna]
(Jaja; ma’)
Ya perdí la cuenta de lo que me estoy buscando
Gastando, viajando el mundo, en un avión rodando (Un avión rodando)
Tu mujer me está chequeando (-tá chequeando)
Y no le cuente’ que en el año son treinta palo’ sonando (-ta palo’ sonando)
Balenciaga, flow de Richard Mille, de Patek, de [?]
¿Quién te enseñó ese, quién fue? (Ah)
Lo que tú hace’ ahora ya yo lo pasé, ah (Ya yo lo pasé, ah)
A melón por año estuviera en ’93 (Ah)
Que tú no tienes flow, yo lo valgo y lo mantengo (Y lo mantengo)
Tírenme to’, que con ustedes me entretengo (Me entretengo)
Tú suenas bien pero el jarabe yo lo tengo (Ay, yo lo tengo)
Bajé pa’l barrio, de ahí es que yo me mantengo (Nah, jaja)
Que tú no tienes flow, yo lo valgo y lo mantengo (Y lo mantengo)
Tírenme to’, que con ustedes me entretengo (Yo me entretengo)
Tú suenas bien pero el jarabe yo lo tengo (Prr, prr, ja)
Bajé pa’l barrio, de ahí es que yo me mantengo (Hi Music Hi Flow)

[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri]
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)

[Verse 3: Slim Jxmmi]
Eyes hid behind the tints on my glasses (I’m high)
Cartier frames, I become a fanatic (I’m blind)
Belaire champagne, we don’t drink out the glasses (No)
Time is money baby, so I quibble over semantics (Word)
Ace card good, but my license invalid (Word)
She gon’ throw it back, but it ain’t for the challenge (Throw it back)
I just seen Snoop park the Wraith at the valley (Wraith)
And we with crazy girls, so the girls gotta be ’bout it (Let’s go)
From the zip to the LBC, we make the girls get W-E-T
I see you, I know you see me
Can I get sloppy in the foreign two seater? (Skrt)
Yeah, mami, call me, “Big papi” (Big Papi)
Chop a nigga, don’t speak ’cause I’m rich and groovy
Got hits like Rudy, make a bitch whistle me
Tequila got me loopy, Russ pack, fruity (Nigga)

[Chorus: Jermaine Dupri]
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)
Every time I come to town (Uh)
Shortie bad, she gon’ bust it down (Yeah)
She know about the digits in my bank account
And she love the way I do it when I’m in it (Ooh, oh)

[Outro: Ozuna]
O-Ozuna, ja
Hi Music Hi Flow
Pue-Puerto Rico
Dominican Republic, baby, ja
Nibiru, Nibiru, Nibiru, Nibiru
Dimelo Vi, ja

Jeezy – MLK BLVD Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Jeezy]
Ah (Yeah)
Ha ha ha
Turn every up in that a lil bit (Yeah)
Oh, we gon’ keep that (Ha)
Yeah
Lex Luger on the beat, so what the fuck you lookin’ at?
You claim you real but your Rollie fake (Rollie fake)
Say you’re my dawg but you know you’re snake (Ssss), fuck ’em
Like Makaveli, I’m about to snap (‘Bout to snap)
Like Curtis Jackson, go and get the strap

[Chorus: Jeezy]
I got the Dawn on Martin Luther King (Martin Luther King)
Hop out the Dawn on Martin Luther King (Yeah)
Outside, I go and get the check (Check)
They want me dead just like I’m Malcolm X (Woo)

[Post-Chorus: Jeezy]
Had that ambition from the very start (Very start)
Back of that Bentley like I’m Rosa Parks (Haha)
You get that dirty money, best to wash it (Best to wash it, wash that shit nigga)
Just keep your eyes out for them false prophets (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Jeezy]
This nigga talkin’ like he ‘Ye or somethin’ (Like he ‘Ye or somethin’)
That nigga must be on that ye or somethin’ (Damn)
Heard what I said nigga, fuck Trump (Fuck Trump)
Say it again, nigga, fuck Trump (Yeah)
Somebody better call CNN (CNN)
Hello? I’m ’bout to make this shit G again (Let me hit that lick)
I’m war-ready like I’m Ricky Ross (Huh)
Yeah, boys in the hood, we knocking Ricky off (Boom)
She think I love her, yeah, she fucking crazy (Yeah)
I’m ’bout to pass that bitch like Tom Brady (Woah)
These niggas pussy, boy, this shit a drip (A drip)
I’m better off beefing with Taylor Swift (Haha)

[Chorus: Jeezy]
I got the Dawn on Martin Luther King (Luther King)
Hop out the Dawn on Martin Luther King (Yeah)
Outside, I go and get the check (Go and get the check)
They want me dead just like I’m Malcolm X (Haha)

[Post-Chorus: Jeezy]
Had that ambition from the very start (Very start)
Back of that Bentley like I’m Rosa Parks (What the fuck?)
You get that dirty money, best to wash it (Better wash it)
Just keep your eyes out for them false prophets

[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
I’m gettin’ head in the back of the Phantom
Fuckin’ with Ross and I’m back in Atlanta
When I’m in Nieman’s, I act like I’m a scammer
Do the connect like I’m Tony Montana
Give me a chopper to go from the slammer
I tell the driver to go get my hammer
I got a bitch that’s servin’ them bricks
And everything lit like I’m holdin’ a candle (Woo!)
Feds disrespectin’ me in investigations, I don’t trap (No)
30 Million, 20 houses, I ain’t think about that (No)
Niggas tryna rob me, I ain’t tripping on it, I’m strapped (Woo)
Huh, put a hunnid bands on it, we ain’t beefing out back (No)
Came from the bottom of the bottom (Bottom)
Richer that milli, they watching (Woo)
I done got back in my pocket (Pocket)
Ballin’ in Houston like Rockets (Balling)
I did that, we got a problem (Problem)
Fuckin’ these hoes, then swap ’em (Swap ’em)
Just in the Rolls and drop ’em (Skrt)
Dawn out the Rolls on Collins (Yeah) Woo!

[Chorus: Jeezy]
I got the Dawn on Martin Luther King (Martin Luther King)
Hop out the Dawn on Martin Luther King
Outside, I go and get the check (Go and get the check)
They want me dead just like I’m Malcolm X

[Post-Chorus: Jeezy]
Had that ambition from the very start (Very start)
Back of that Bentley like I’m Rosa Parks (Haha)
You get that dirty money, best to wash it (Better wash it)
Just keep your eyes out for them false prophets

[Outro: Jeezy]
You already know what it is, nigga (Ha, ha, ha)
Yeah, I would sell back but I ain’t with no motherfucking [?]
You understand what I’m saying?
Oh, you niggas in trouble, nigga
Oh, yeah

Lana Del Rey – What happened when I left you Lyrics

Play this song

Perfect petals punctuate the fabrics yellow blue
silver platters with strawberries strewn across the room

In Zimmerman with sandals on one summer dress to choose

Three girls
eyes rolled
loud laughter
dust specs lit by afternoon

My life is sweet like lemonade now there’s no bitter fruit
eternal sunshine of the spotless mind
no thought of you

My thoughts have changed
my voice is higher
now i’m over u

No flickering in my head movies
projected in Bellevue

Because I captured the mood of my wish fulfilled
and sailed to Xanadu

The grief that came in waves that rolled I navigated through

The fire from my wish as wind to future-trip to Malibu

now everything I have is perfect
nothing much to do

just perfect florals
green embroidered chairs
one dress to choose

NIKI – Indigo Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse]
You know I’m your type, right?
Mark your calendar, tonight’s gonna be your life’s highlight
Boy, we gon’ roll up, we gon’ roll out, look
This is the land of fast, bet you ain’t used to that, nah
First to one-up your last, she can stay in your past
Honey, I don’t stop for no one but I’d pause for you, you, you, you

[Pre-Chorus]
So let’s go downtown and get real high
It’d be psycho to psychoanalyze
Leave all of your inhibitions behind
Tonight let’s test all the borderlines like

[Chorus]
How far out does the indigo go?
Boy, let’s find out, take the longer way home
Have my body all superimposed right on top of yours, oh
As far as the indica goes
I’m hating that you’re still in your clothes
Babe, touch me slow all adagio
Like oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah

[Verse]
Know you like a little attitude
A little spunk, a little gumption
Well baby, have a lot of gratitude
Coz I can be sweet, or poised, or a little too feisty to function, yeah
So shut up and just hop in, we gon’ ride in style
If thrill was a sport, I’d be the poster child
I listen to none, but I’m all ears for you, you, you, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
So let’s drive by the city skyline
I’m so over this overthinking mind
Leave all of your inhibitions behind
Tonight let’s test all the borderlines like

[Chorus]
How far out does the indigo go?
Boy, let’s find out, take the longer way home
Have my body all superimposed right on top of yours, oh
As far as the indica goes
I’m hating that you’re still in your clothes
Babe, touch me slow all adagio
Like oh-oh-oh-oh, yeah

[Outro]
Baby go slow, slow, slow
Under the indigo, go
Steady and slow slow slow
Under the indigo, indigo

JPEGMAFIA – Jesus Forgive Me, I Am a Thot Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Oh (You think you know me)
When we rappin’?
Uh

[Verse 1]
Pray (Pray), pray
Pray you get comfy in your disguise (Uh)
Pray for my thots on the other side (Side)
Pray for my children I can’t provide, I feel 45
Pray when you shoot, it’s a homicide
Pray for my haters, they terrified
Nigga could kill me, I’m verified
But I’m still alive, yeah, I’m still alive
Pray that I end up like Charlize Theron
I’m so confused, I ain’t hard to find
I push you pussies behind the pine
Hope you get some shine, hope you get some shine
Come out the pocketbook every time
Feel like I’m shootin’, I’m shiftin’ time
Dressed in your grandmama hand-me-downs, pussy nigga
Huh, sucka, I’m prominent, I was anonymous
I been in front of you every time
This ain’t a bridge, it’s a collar crime
I put my soul into every bar (Man)
Into every verse, into every rhyme (Shit)

[Chorus]
I can’t feel my face, oh god
SMH, no ASMR (Huh!)
Show me where the prophets go
Show me how to keep my pussy close
She said, “You better count your blessings for real”
Amen (Woo!)

[Verse 2]
Pray (Pray), pray
Pray for my babies, they doin’ time
Pray that these crackers don’t Columbine
I just pray that I peak before my decline
Make ’em hit recline
You know my shooter a proper dime, clarity
Nigga, these bullets get entered in clip
And go into the Kimber that hit your spine
Britney, this a sign
Pray you grow healthy and hit your prime
Ooh, I should pray for a better line
But I don’t wan’ make all my peers resign
2035, I’ll be 45
They say the church leave us all behind
Speaking in tongues like I’m David Byrne
Bitch, I turn a threat to a nevermind, nevermind
Pray for all of these niggas been lyin’ and frontin’ for company
Bitch, I’m a diva, no punk in me
Fuck you want from me? I’ll put you under me, nigga (Oh)
I’ll put your soul in a struggle bar

[Chorus]
I can’t feel my face, oh god
SMH, no ASMR (Huh!)
Show me where the prophets go
Show me how to keep my pussy close
She said, “You better count your blessings for real”
Amen

[Outro]
Praise the motherfuckin’ lord
(Oh, dead-dead-deadly)

5 Seconds of Summer – Easier (Remix) Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Charlie Puth]
Is it easier to stay? Is it easier to go?
I don’t wanna know, no
But I know that I’m never‚ ever gonna change
And you know you don’t want it any other way

[Verse 1: Charlie Puth]
Why you always looking at your phone?
Watching people you don’t even know
I could lay here by myself alone‚ self alone‚ yeah
I don’t want us to be enemies
So I’m thinking maybe I should leave
‘Cause you’re bringing out the worst in me, worst in me, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Charlie Puth]
I love you so much that I hate you
Right now‚ it’s so hard to blame you
‘Cause you’re so damn beautiful
You’re so damn beautiful
So damn beautiful

[Chorus: Charlie Puth]
Is it easier to stay? Is it easier to go?
I don’t wanna know, oh
But I know that I’m never, ever gonna change
And you know that you’re always gonna stay the same
Is it easier to stay? Is it easier to go?
I don’t wanna know‚ oh
But I know that I’m never, ever gonna change
And you know you don’t want it any other way

[Verse 2: Luke]
Every time that you say you’re gonna leave
That’s when you get the very best of me
You know we need it like the air we breathe
Air we breathe, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Luke & (Charlie Puth)]
I love you so much that I hate you (Oh-oh-oh)
Right now, it’s so hard to blame you (Oh)
‘Cause you’re so damn beautiful (Oh)
You’re so damn beautiful (Oh-oh, oh-oh)

[Chorus: Luke, with All]
Is it easier to stay? Is it easier to go?
I don’t wanna know, oh
But I know that I’m never, ever gonna change
And you know that you’re always gonna stay the same
Is it easier to stay? Is it easier to go?
I don’t wanna know, oh
But I know that I’m never, ever gonna change
And you know you don’t want it any other way

[Bridge: Charlie Puth & Luke]
The hardest part of all
(Da-da-da-dum-da-da)
Is that we’re only built to fall
(Is it any easier?)

[Chorus: Luke, with All]
Is it easier to stay? Is it easier to go?
I don’t wanna know, oh (Oh-oh)
But I know that I’m never, ever gonna change
And you know that you’re always gonna stay the same (Is it easier?)
Is it easier to stay? Is it easier to go? (Yeah)
I don’t wanna know, oh (Oh)
But I know that I’m never, ever gonna change
And you know you don’t want it any other way

[Outro: Charlie Puth]
I love you so much that I hate you (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Right now, it’s so hard to blame you
‘Cause you’re so damn beautiful

Tate McRae – a sad love song ahhhhh Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
Oh, what if it was all the wrong time
Things were meant to be but wasn’t right
Maybe people weren’t involved
And all our problems solved
Would everything look differently?

[Verse 2]
What if I had never acted out
Used my head instead of walking out
Maybe then we’d still have something
We’re not friends, not nothing
Would it all look differently?

[pre-Chorus]
And I’m not stupid, I see it in your eyes
There’s something there you can’t deny
Said we were good but it’s all so messed up
You can’t put it into words
Cause sometimes words, they make it worse
And my chest really starts to hurt
Thinking about

[Chorus]
Yeah we’re just strangers
You’re just a stranger with my secrets
Drives me crazy, don’t know what we were
Now I’m a stranger who once was her

[Verse 3]
Try to make it feel somewhat the same
Are you mad, or am I going insane?
Can’t hear your name
It’s so confusing
Getting kinda used to it
I don’t think it will change

[pre-Chorus]
And I’m not stupid, I see it in your eyes
There’s something there you can’t deny
Said we were good but it’s all so messed up
You can’t put it into words
Cause sometimes words, they make it worse
And my chest really starts to hurt
Thinking about

[Chorus]
Yeah we’re just strangers
You’re just a stranger with my secrets
Drives me crazy, don’t know what we were
Now I’m a stranger who once was her

Lil Tecca – Ransom (Remix) Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro: Lil Tecca]
Turn you to a dancer
Yeah
Internet Money, bitch

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
I got black, I got white, what you want?
Hop outside a Ghost and hop up in a Phantom
I know I’m ’bout to blow, I ain’t dumb
They try to take my flow, I take they ass for ransom
I know that I’m gone
They see me blowin’ up, now they say they want some
I got two twin Glocks, turn you to a dancer
I see two twin opps, leave ’em on a banner
And I got two thick thots, wanna lick the gang, yeah

[Verse 1: Lil Tecca & Juice WRLD]
I got red, I got blue, what you want?
The Chanel or Balenciaga, Louis and Vuitton
She know I got the Fendi, Prada when I hit Milan
I needed me a die or rider, I need me the one
I started from the bottom, you could see the way I stunt
I want all the diamonds, I want that shit to weigh a ton
The opps, they tryna line me ’cause they hate the place I’m from
But them niggas don’t know me, they just know the place I’m from
I got lots of shawties tryna pull up to my place
But you ain’t want me last year (Uh-huh), so just get up out my face
They all up in my inbox, so I know they want a taste
I know they want my downfall, lil’ nigga, are you laced? (Yeah)

[Chorus: Lil Tecca and Juice WRLD]
I got black, I got white, what you want?
Hop outside a Ghost and hop up in a Phantom (Phantom)
I know I’m ’bout to blow, I ain’t dumb (I ain’t dumb)
They try to take my flow, I take they ass for ransom (For ransom)
I know that I’m gone
They see me blowin’ up, now they say they want some (Want some)
I got two twin Glocks, turn you to a dancer (Dancer)
I see two twin opps, leave ’em on a banner (Oh)
And I got two thick thots, wanna lick the gang, yeah

[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
I’m in it to win it, I’ma be the best, yes sir
Started from the bottom, I ain’t had no one, yes sir
Had to get big on them niggas, Bruce Banner
Bro split wigs, turn a nigga to a dancer
I got hard, I got soft, whatchu’ want?
Since the day that I’ve been on, they been blowing up my phone
I can’t hear ’em, I got all this loud in my lungs
Thumbin’ through these blue faces while I’m smoking on runts
Uh, I’m in the hills (Ooh, yeah), count them bills (Ooh, yeah)
All baguette diamonds (Ooh, yeah), chandelier give her chills (Yeah)
Feel like yesterday I was just watching Fresh Prince (Uh)
Now the crib look like Bel-Air, R.I.P. to Uncle Phil
Money big, Uncle Phil
Twin Glocks, feelin’ lil’
Niggas hate, Uncle Tom
Spin them off me, carousel
Get ’em off me, go to hell
Silencer, kill ’em soft
Tecca’ll take you for ransom, me I’ll put you in a coffin

[Chorus: Lil Tecca and Juice WRLD]
I got black, I got white, what you want?
Hop outside a Ghost and hop up in a Phantom
I know I’m ’bout to blow, I ain’t dumb
They try to take my flow, I take they ass for ransom
I know that I’m gone
They see me blowin’ up, now they say they want some (Want some)
I got two twin Glocks, turn you to a dancer (Dancer)
I see two twin opps, leave ’em on a banner
And I got two thick thots, wanna lick the gang, yeah

Lil Uzi Vert – R.I.P. Chico Lyrics

Play this song

[Refrain: Lil Uzi Vert]
What’s up with your homie? (What’s up?)
I can’t fuck with him (Yeah)
Them lil’ bitches know me (No)
Oh, not you again (Whoa)
I can’t pull up four deep
Need room for your friends (Ayy)

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
I got all types of guns
My block like Pakistan‚ we got choppers with the drums
I got all types of guns
My block like Pakistan‚ we got choppers with the drums (Skrr)

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Man‚ I miss lil Danny, why it had to be Chico?
I just talked to Stizzy, he said they finito
Late night watching with the Glocky in my pea coat
Swervo said he rockin’ with me‚ he put that on veto (2, that’s real shit)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Ooh, I put that on duo (Ooh)
One more time for Chico for my bros
I’ma throw this money and tonight I’m fucking three hoes
They were kinda regular‚ I tapped out from the deep throat

[Refrain: Lil Uzi Vert]
What’s up with your homie? (What’s up?)
I can’t fuck with him (Yeah)
Them lil’ bitches know me (No)
Oh, not you again (Whoa)
I can’t pull up four deep
Need room for your friends (Ayy)

[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Uh, what you saying? Uh, tell me what you saying, uh
Serving sand, uh, in front of the cam’, uh
Counting bands, huh, on top of the land
You’s a fan, yeah, we [?] put you down, yeah
Took a stand, yeah, that boy, he’s a cancer (Bitch)
20 bands, yeah, 20 get you canceled (Bye-bye)
Swerve that Range, yeah, this is not a Land Rover (Skrr)

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Man, I miss lil’ Danny, why it had to be Chico?
I just talked to Stizzy, he said they finito
Late night watching with the Glocky in my pea coat
Swervo said he rockin’ with me, he put that on veto (2, that’s real shit)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Ooh, I put that on [?] (Ooh)
One more time for Chico for my bros
I’ma throw this money and tonight I’m fucking three hoes
They were kinda regular, I tapped out from the deep throat (Skrr)

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Man, I miss lil’ Danny, why it had to be Chico?
I just talked to Stizzy, he said they finito
Late night watching with the Glocky in my pea coat
Swervo said he rockin’ with me, he put that on veto (2, that’s real shit)

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
Ooh (Ooh), ooh (Chico)
Ooh (Ayy, three hoes, ayy), ooh (Oh)
Uh, understand (Understand)
Ooh, you don’t understand, understand (Understand)
What I had to do as a man (As a man)
Just to make it all the way from the land (From the land)
And still able to go to the land (To the land)
I’m still stunned that he really took the stand
But that’s okay, we cut his ass off like a branch (Like a branch)
Ooh, I got all the sauce, don’t need no ranch (Don’t need no ranch)
MAC-11 got your outfit damped (That’s the MAC, yeah)
Yeah, and my necklace shining like a lamp (Lamp)
These niggas don’t want it with my team (No, they don’t)
Yeah, I texted his girl at 4:03 (1600, yeah)
Yeah, I found out he was an O-P-P (1600, yeah)
Shawty walked past, act like he ain’t on me (Ooh)
‘Cause he know I had that 30 on my belt (On my belt)
Got them hollow tips so you can’t scream for help (No, you can’t)
Now you laying all on the floor
You did that for 304
That we don’t even own
She fuck with a nigga from way back
That gave her her own
Thousand dollar cologne
Ring, ring, which phone?
I’m so high, I don’t know
I’ma show you broke niggas what getting money about (‘Bout)
My mansions so big inside, damn near I put a house (House)
Diamonds on my wrist, these shits is wetter than her mouth (How?)
Cause a murder scene, pick up the bullets, now we out (We out)

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
I got all types of guns
My block like Pakistan, we got choppers with the drums (Skrr)

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Man, I miss lil’ Danny, why it had to be Chico
I just talked to Stizzy, he said they faneto
Late night watching with the Glocky in my pea coat
Swervo said he rockin’ with me, he put that on veto (2, that’s real shit)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert & G Herbo]
Ooh, I put that on [?] (Ooh)
One more time for Chico for my bros
I’ma throw this money and tonight I’m fucking three hoes
They were kinda regular, I tapped out from the deep throat (Uh-huh, yeah)

[Verse 3: G Herbo]
Remember I walked out my house to a shootout, it was veto (Woo)
This was way before I was toting my pole
But he did the stain, he ain’t need me though (Ayy)
2010, ran two, three poles
Me and lil’ [?], them know what we on (What?)
And now I go out field, two, three rolls (Ayy)
Run up a 50 on two or three shows
And my boy Uzi get 80 a show (80 a show, what?)
So we got all the hoes
Told my jeweler, “Man, I don’t wanna see no gold” (Pointers)
I want all of those (Ayy)
And we can’t wait for a new opponent
Free smoke, we want all of those
50 round drum stay up on us
Draco, flippin’ them car right over
I go nuts for my fallen soldiers
First like the Rover, I’m not [?] (Ayy)
Long live [?], ooh, [?] (What?)
Just talked to [?] about [?] the other day
He said, “Wish I was home”
Can’t let no fuck nigga see me cry, only when I’m alone (When I’m alone, R.I.P. the nigga)
Smoke dope when I’m alone
Pray the Lord’ll let me go blazin’ when he call me home
I ain’t seen them Ms, let me go brazy ‘fore you call me home
I made a hundred Ms, I been touched the Ms

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Man, I miss lil’ Danny, why it had to be Chico?
I just talked to Stizzy, he said they finito
Late night watching with the Glocky in my pea coat
Swervo said he rockin’ with me, he put that on veto (2, that’s real shit)

[Post-Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Ooh, I put that on [?] (Ooh)
One more time for Chico for my bros
I’ma throw this money and tonight I’m fucking three hoes
They were kinda regular, I tapped out from the deep throat

​iLoveMakonnen – It’s true Lyrics

Play this song

[Verse 1]
I know that we’re young, but you could grow old
Somebody else who has a real fortune
But I’m gonna give my all
Some say it’s dumb‚ when I fall in love
Don’t leave running like four horsemen
And I won’t cry at all
So baby can I slow dance‚ with you?
Baby there is no chance it’s true

[Chorus]
I’m with the love of my life‚ I wanna treat you right
Every single night, every single night
Slow this with you, baby there is no chance it’s true
I’m with the love of my life‚ I wanna treat you right
Every single night, every single night

[Verse 2]
Slow dance with you, hold me it’s true
Everything you need Il’l be‚ everything you want I’ll see
There is no time you need, no ohter guy but me
Only […]
I just wanna slow dance with you
‘Cause baby there is no chance it’s true

[Chorus]
I’m with the love of my life, I wanna treat you right
Every single night, every single night
Slow dance with you, cause baby there is no chance it’s true
I’m with the love of my life, I wanna treat you right
Every single night, every single night

Kevin Gates – Double Dutch Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Yo Pi’erre you wanna come out here?
Who  you talking up?
Ay,  please leave me alone
I’m on the Breadwinner swim team
I dived into you shit

[Verse 1]
Every  night I pray to God that the Lord forgive me
Somebody  try me and don’t top me‚ then they coming with me
You just be talkin’‚ I be stalkin’ with that mini Glizzy
You  ever cross me‚ I’ma lay you in a coffin with it
I been thuggin’ all my life, this a cold sport
Big ol’ Muslim up in rank, and I’m like Jeff Fort

[Bridge]
Bread Winner‚ big driver
Bitch,  you ain’t living like I’m living, you a dick rider
Bread Winner‚ big driver
Bitch, you ain’t living like I’m living, you a dick rider
They know we move like ghosts out here
I’m moving in the signs of these nine you heard me?
I pull up by myself solo, presidential
I got 10,000 angels with me, you know what I’m saying
[?] was knowing how I was coming

[Verse 2]
Division 9 gang members saying they gon’ fly today
I got my shirt off in this bitch, like why this bitch ain’t flyin’ yet?
I’m up in rank and mutual con, I got mayco and fog
I got bricks of that perico, I’m a Puerto Rico dog
They said I couldn’t kill my way to the ClearPort
But where I’m from, you want respect, you gotta kill for it
Hold up let me take this call, this lil’ bitch, her fine-ass
Put that pussy on me slow, bow-bow, grip her fine ass
Our videos, we don’t post, old hoes do the most
Me and bae made a toast, look at them like jokes
Get to turning up my nose, if they ever wanna approach

[Chorus]
Like what’s happenin’ with you?
I hope you know I ain’t just rappin’ with you
I had my back against the ropes, you started actin’ different
My nuts be hangin’ to the floor, I got that package with me
Straight off the boat, I got that dope and got to swaggin’ with it
Ay bitch, I double up, I have the gutter tucked
I bought a peppermint flip to a buttercup
I’m not ashamed to admit, shit, I love a slut
I like to hit from the back, grip the bubble butts

[Verse 3]
Amsterdam, by the water, bitch, I’m in a dam with it
Used to do Camaro’s on a slab with the wham in it
Now I’m seeing things, living foreign, sippin’ teas, I’m important
Yellow thing, we recording, riding me like a ‘Rari
I’ma keep standing tall, tatted back, and I’m scarred
Like a [?], big dreams, got ’em all (Thumbin’ through it)
I’m in magazines, I don’t pour it
I’m takin’ chances, made a champion
Half of you who judge me, probably wouldn’t know what disaster was
Phone number’s platinum, I got action on the cannabis
We not like we used to, you not on my calendar
Heavy in my new coupe, no one in the passenger

[Chorus]
She like, what’s happenin’ with you?
I hope you know I ain’t just rappin’ with you
I had my back against the ropes, you started actin’ different
My nuts be hangin’ to the floor, I got that package with me
Straight off the boat, I got that dope and got to swaggin’ with it
Ay bitch, I double up, I have the gutter tucked
I bought a peppermint flip to a buttercup
I’m not ashamed to admit, shit, I love a slut
I like to hit from the back, grip the bubble butts