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Cardi B – Pull Up lyrics

[Hook]
Hella fake, you better pull up on me
I hope you feel the same when you see my face, you better pull up on me
Ain’t no backin’ down, prepared to shake, you better pull up on me
Now you wanna be my friend, no you ain’t safe, you better pull up, homie
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up on me
Pull up, pull up, pull up, pull up on me
I heard you talkin’ cray, I know you hella fake, you better pull up on me
I hope you feel the same when you see my face

[Verse 1]
No, I don’t think they know
They don’t know how this go
They think I’m broke
What a fuckin’ joke
When I walk in the door, I gets my dough
Then a bitch get low
I used to kill them poles, now I kill them shows
They don’t like my growth, well fuck ya hoes
Yeah, ’cause all my bitches that be gettin’ with me
If I put a fifty, they gon’ put a fifty
Every night, ask Sue’s rendezvous
It was Kita, Sweetness, and Ashanti with me
I had to go get it on some real shit
If you a real bitch ,you gon’ feel this
Every single nigga that came my way
I finesse and juug on some ill shit
So much people think they know my pussy
But no one can say they fucked
Please show me hoe facts
Name-drop, round ’em up
That bum bitch like to run her mouth
I swear to God I’ma lay her out
When I catch you on the side of town
My Guiseppe heels gonna stomp you out
I’m tired of playin’, I’m tired of playin’
I’ma give you hell, you gon’ think I’m Satan
I see you mad ’cause I’m ’bout to have this whole shit on lock
Incarceration
Someone gave you wrong information
You try to play me, that’s confirmation
But it’s all good ’cause when you see my face
Shit don’t come out like it’s constipation

[Pre-Hook]
You stuck, bitch, yeah
I know it sucks, bitch, yeah
Pull up, bitch, yeah
Like wassup, bitch, yeah

[Hook]
Pull up on me
I heard you talkin’ cray, I know you hella fake, you better pull up on me
I hope you feel the same when you see my face, you better pull up on me
Ain’t no backin’ down, prepared to shake, you better pull up on me
Now you wanna be my friend, no you ain’t safe, you better pull up, homie

[Verse 2]
Let’s go, I mean come on now, who you tryna flex for?
Why you actin’ like I won’t leave you down in the ground?
But you knew what it was from the get-go
That Cardi on some new shit
Get that money then I go flip
Some people think I’m just a dumb bitch
If that was true I wouldn’t have shit, yeah
Bronx bitch ’til the day I die
I did my dirt and I ain’t gotta lie
You can talk crazy on IG
But when I run up, let them hands fly
I don’t fuck around with no fuckin’ clowns
Any niggas with me, they fuckin’ hounds
Any bitches with me, they fuckin’ down
So if you really ’bout it, then pull up now

[Pre-Hook]
You stuck, bitch, yeah
I know it sucks, bitch, yeah
Pull up, bitch, yeah
Like wassup, bitch, yeah

[Hook]
Pull up on me
I heard you talkin’ cray, I know you hella fake, you better pull up on me
I hope you feel the same when you see my face, you better pull up on me
Ain’t no backin’ down, prepared to shake, you better pull up on me
Now you wanna be my friend, no you ain’t safe, you better pull up, homie

Cardi B – With That lyrics

[Hook]
Hundred band, hundred band
I’m ’bout my bread I got to get this shmoney man
They fuck with my shmoney I’m sending them shots I watch them do the running man
I’m with the shits if a nigga want this he gon’ have to buy all of that
I’m with the shits if a nigga want this he gon’ have to buy all of that
He just want to splurge and its ok I’m so cool with that
5 thousand on a purse yeah baby boy I’m so cool with that
Fuck him so good he gonna want to go spend all that
Pussy got him on the jugg he gonna re-up and come right back

[Verse 1]
No I’m not cool, ’cause bitch I’m bool
And I’m been jacking that ever since school
So don’t be a fool
Run up on me got mechanics with tools
And they ain’t scared to lose
They had me on snooze
Now when I host it’s is a zoo
When the host is a zoo
Got me a check I got a check
Feeling so blessed
Doing a lot more than what they expect
I’m in my prime everything in effect
And I’m so cool with that
This hustle not new to that
Sell out these spots got ’em thinking like who did that
This new bitch from the Bronx
The one that you slept on for so long so cool all that, cool all that

[Hook]
Hundred band, hundred band
I’m ’bout my bread I got to get this shmoney man
They fuck with my shmoney I’m sending them shots I watch them do the running man
I’m with the shits if a nigga want this he gon’ have to buy all of that
I’m with the shits if a nigga want this he gon’ have to buy all of that
He just want to splurge and its ok I’m so cool with that
5 thousand on a purse yeah baby boy I’m so cool with that
Fuck him so good he gonna want to go spend all that
Pussy got him on the juug he gon’ re-up and come right back

[Verse 2]
He want to dab in this pussy but I don’t think he get the picture
He ask me what I want I tell him, make me look like Sub-Zero sister
I’m talking that ice, just ignore the price or I might just dismiss ya
Don’t do broke niggas, ain’t no joke nigga ’cause the pussy delicious
Bitches mad at me cause I’m on my shit
I know they doubted me cause I used to strip
Blew on IG on some regular shit, then she to TV on some degular shit
When I pull up on that bitch for talking that shit amnesia kick in and I swear they forget
Then I think to myself they ain’t fuck with my money then I keep it pushing watch out lil’ bitch

[Hook]
Hundred band, hundred band
I’m ’bout my bread I got to get this shmoney man
They fuck with my shmoney I’m sending them shots I watch them do the running man
I’m with the shits if a nigga want this he gon’ have to buy all of that
I’m with the shits if a nigga want this he gon’ have to buy all of that
He just want to splurge and its ok I’m so cool with that
5 thousand on a purse yeah baby boy I’m so cool with that
Fuck him so good he gonna want to go spend all that
Pussy got him on the jugg he gon’ re-up and come right back

Cardi B – Sauce Boyz lyrics

[Intro:]
I hate when I’m using a guy and shit and they start catching feelings and like no matter what I tell them like they just don’t stop liking me. Like I be like listen I’m a hoe I don’t cook I don’t clean like trust me you don’t want me to be the mother of your kids. I don’t like mother-in-laws and they just be on some sooo you don’t gotta meet my mom. Like nigga you don’t fucking get it though?

[Chorus:]
I dont do no sauce niggas (lil bitch)
Pop a pill I abort niggas (lil bitch)
And I don’t save them I export niggas (lil bitch)
You niggas ass salad tossed niggas (lil bitch)
(Repeat)

[Verse 1:]
Always talking about what you got so what you got
Always talking about you run that block nigga really what block
Always talking about your shooters ha, so who y’all shot?
Always talking about your foreign whips nigga, really what lot?
Always talking about y’all niggas scam okay you scam
But your bank account got 0 dollars, so what’s the plan?
Boy you lying using hella filters this ain’t the gram
Boy I’m hot I use you to cool me down nigga you a fan

[Chorus:]
I dont do no sauce niggas (lil bitch)
Pop a pill I abort niggas (lil bitch)
And I don’t save them I export niggas (lil bitch)
You niggas ass salad tossed niggas (lil bitch)
(Repeat)

[Verse 2:]
Some of you niggas is really too soft
I do y’all like frisbees you niggas get tossed
Always emotional blinging my line go find Nemo and nigga get lost
Cannot talk spicy cause you are not hot
You are just sauce
You bought me a chain, a ring, and a watch but how much it cost
It’s not expensive then he is a not I’m cutting him off
They be like Cardi why you so cold nigga I don’t defrost
And I mean it y’all fiending why you scheming
You sauce you false won’t comment I red beam him

[Chorus:]
I dont do no sauce niggas (lil bitch)
Pop a pill I abort niggas (lil bitch)
And I don’t save them I export niggas (lil bitch)
You niggas ass salad tossed niggas (lil bitch)
(Repeat)

Cardi B – Selfish lyrics

I gave you more than I give myself
So loyal to you that I betray myself
Well I guess Ima wither away

You a snake and you chose to slither today
I gave my all my love and my trust but
I guess my all just wasn’t enough
Yeah there’s something about you I can’t help it
But Ima do for myself I’m being selfish

Babe your melody is the voice I need makes me skip a beat yeah
And baby you know it yeah
But it’s hard to show it
See the one I love used to be in clubs used to fuck with thugs yeah
And I can’t expose it yeah cause she already know it yeah
But why don’t you ask me
Why is it so hard to fall in love
Why don’t you ask me
Why can I never ever ever try
Why don’t you ask me
Why everything is going this way
Why don’t you ask me
I guess we don’t know
They say the one that you truly love hurts you the most
Now the one that I truly love hurt me the most
Now the one that you truly love is hurting you the most
I guess I’ll never know
Why I got so cold
It’s not your fault

Be selfish, be selfish, be selfish Withering away as I gaze at the sky looking at his face and all the pain it’s caused me
I ask why
Didn’t I love
Didn’t I give you more than I ever gave myself
What do you wish cause that part of me no longer exist
This time I’m first, I’m picking me
I finally learned to be selfish

Cardi B – Trick lyrics

[Chorus:]
Boy you a trick trick trick trick trick trick
You ain’t nothing but a trick trick trick trick trick
You catching feelings like a hoe you’s a trick trick trick trick trick
No love no love for a trick trick trick trick trick
No love no love for a

[Verse 1:]
Rule #1 if you ain’t paying that’s a no
Rule #2 tricks wait at the door
Rule #3 don’t you tell me about your kids cause I don’t give a fuck nigga I’ll tell you how it is
Rule #4 you ain’t never fucking raw no matter how much money is involved fuck you thought
Rule #5 I need unlimited supply whatever I want you buy
Rule #6 when we in the club don’t be taking all the pics
Pay for the liqs you ain’t getting no kiss nigga
I ain’t your bitch nigga you ain’t shit nigga no hugs no love you’s a

[Chorus:]
Boy you a trick trick trick trick trick trick
You ain’t nothing but a trick trick trick trick trick
You catching feelings like a hoe you a trick trick trick trick trick
No love no love for a trick trick trick trick trick
No love no love

[Verse 2:]
Rule #7 when you take me out to eat after that day you can’t see me for the week
Rule #8 you can’t call me babe boy we don’t relate let’s get that shit straight
Rule #9 I ain’t tryna wine and dine I’m just tryna shop bust a nut then goodbye
Rule #10 when that bank account ends I find a new trick let the new games begin
I’m such a hoe ass bitch
Big thot big thot
You thought I like you for you noooo
You think we have something in common

[Chorus:]
Boy you’s a trick trick trick trick trick trick
You ain’t nothing but a trick trick trick trick trick
You catching feelings like a hoe you’s a trick trick trick trick trick
No love no love for a trick trick trick trick trick
No love no love for a

Cardi B – Trick (Skit) lyrics

(feat. Haitian V)

Haitian V: Wha- come one man!

Cardi B: Yo, what is your problem? Why you knocking on the door like that? You know my uncle on the run. You – I thought you was the police

Haitian V: Cardi, why you keep me waiting like that all the time? The garbage man – they – they asked me if I live here, I say no. Why you leave me outside like that?

Cardi B: You see that’s why I told you I’m only available before 8PM. Before the stores closing. When you gonna take me shopping again? Like I keep wearing the same outfit over and over again. Look at my nails, look at my toes like

Haitian V: You need your nails done, I give you the money. You want your toes done, I give you the money. You want your hair – I go to Malaysia to get it for you. No problem. The diamonds in your fingers. You don’t know who help me get that. Leonardo DiCaprio from Blood Diamond help me to get that for you. They tell Beyonce and Kim Kardashian – they say listen it’s only one and it has to go to Haitian for him to give it to his girlfriend

Cardi B: Nobody tell you to do all that. You coulda – you coulda went to Foredom. You coulda went to Foredom and get a goddamn ring

Haitian V: Let’s stop this – this garbage foolishness. Okay baby?

Cardi B: What I told you about calling me baby? Like don’t call me baby. I don’t like when you call me baby like you just make us look crazy in public, like stop calling me that. Stop calling me that

Haitian V: Cardi

Cardi B: Don’t call me baby

Haitian V: Cardi, why you talking about I can’t call you baby? What I’m supposed to call you? Homie

Cardi B: F*cking

Haitian V: Nigga? I don’t know what I’m supposed to call you –

Cardi B: I’m a f*cking punch him. This is why I need another one

Haitian V: Baby, what you grumbling to yourself like that? I buy you I pay the rent. I pay your cell phone, not even my cell phone

Cardi B: Alright, alright!

Haitian V: I treat you good, I buy you eh stuff

Cardi B: Oh my God!

Haitian V: And then you treat me like garbage baby

Cardi B: I already told you already, because you’s a you’s a

Cardi B – Trust Issues lyrics

[Chorus:]
I don’t really trust them no more
All these bitches do is talk behind your back that’s a no go
And I don’t really stress it no more
Getting all this money made my heart so cold
Middle finger up to you hoes
Hating on me I’m making moves on the road though
And I don’t really trust them no more
I don’t really stress it no more
I don’t be trusting them
I don’t be stressing them
I swear I just flex on them
I swear I just flex on them

[Verse 1:]
Carbi B, me bad one
You bitches sad ones
I just get my money and I style on them
All them bitches broke and they mad I just dab on them
Wave bye hit the gas on them
200 on the dash on them
I don’t say much I just swag on them
I be killing them I go Fab on them
Left right throwing jabs at them
Night night Ima black on them
Hit the game raw no magnums
Can’t stop winning God finna go platinum

[Chorus:]
I don’t really trust them no more
All these bitches do is talk behind your back that’s a no go
And I don’t really stress it no more
Getting all this money made my heart so cold
Middle finger up to you hoes
Hating on me I’m making moves on the road though
And I don’t really trust them no more
I don’t really stress it no more
I don’t be trusting them
I don’t be stressing them
I swear I just flex on them
I swear I just flex on them

[Verse 2:]
NY Cardi next in line
Yeah it’s my time real hittas gonna respect mine
I got deadlines
Ima hit the headlines ain’t no bed time young boss nigga I ain’t lying
I fuck shit up then I come for my checks
What you expect Cardi in full effect
I see they mad
I see they vexed
But it’s not my fault when I shoot it’s all net
Like swish now they look at the flick of the wrist
They sending shots but I swear it’s all miss
Cardi fall off yeah bitch you wish
You must be drunk off all of those liqs

[Outro:]
I don’t be trusting them
I don’t be stressing them
I swear I just flex on them
I swear I just flex on them
NY Cardi next in line
Yeah it’s my time real hittas gonna respect mine
I got deadlines
Ima hit the headlines ain’t no bed time young boss nigga I ain’t lying

Cardi B – Wash Poppin lyrics

[Hook]
I need all my money makers bring that cash out
I need all my D boys to bring that cash out
I need all my scammer niggas bring that cash out
Don’t you see these big ass titties and this ass out
I need all my money makers bring that cash out
I need all my D boys to bring that cash out
I need all my scammer niggas bring that cash out
Don’t you see these big ass titties and this ass out

[Verse 1]
Lil trick go bust a band on a bitch
Now give me all that money you be spending on your chick
Now give me all that money you be spending on your kid
Now give me all that money you been stacking for your rent nigga
I’m just into making money I ain’t into making love
When you hear that stripper hoe I’m the one you thinking of
I’m the bitch they love to hate I’m the bitch they hate and love
Yellow bitch I look like Diamond in Playas Club
You want to be my main squeeze baby don’t you
You want to give a bitch a seed baby don’t you
You hit the club with 20 Gs baby don’t you
And spend that all on Cardi B baby don’t you
I need like 10k right now
I need like 20k right now
I need like 50k right now
All you broke niggas get out the way right now

[Hook]
I need all my money makers bring that cash out
I need all my D boys to bring that cash out
I need all my scammer niggas bring that cash out
Don’t you see these big ass titties and this ass out
I need all my money makers bring that cash out
I need all my D boys to bring that cash out
I need all my scammer niggas bring that cash out
Don’t you see these big ass titties and this ass out

[Bridge]
Real niggas fuck with me the bad bitches fuck with me
So if you don’t it’s probably cause you broke or you ugly
Real niggas fuck with me the bad bitches fuck with me
So if you don’t it’s probably cause you broke or you ugly
Every time that I’m on the road popping
Every time that I do a show popping
When I put this pussy on the pole popping
Friends want to have these cornrows popping

[Hook]
I need all my money makers bring that cash out
I need all my D boys to bring that cash out
I need all my scammer niggas bring that cash out
Don’t you see these big ass titties and this ass out
I need all my money makers bring that cash out
I need all my D boys to bring that cash out
I need all my scammer niggas bring that cash out
Don’t you see these big ass titties and this ass out

Nelio – Brauner Opfi lyrics

Du lebst in ana gfährlichen Zeit
Des is wos du täglich heast
Die Eskalation is nimma weit
Fuat is boid ois wos da kead

Von Überwochung und Sicherheit
Wüst jetzt unbedingt mehr
Vertrauen in die Menschlichkeit
Host scho long nimma mehr

Dei Angst die wochst
Vor lauter schaun’ wos ois ned passt
Dei Angst die mocht
Dass’d nimma siagst wos’d host

Sche longsom glaubst von’d blauen Leid
Dass’d fremd wirst in deim Lond
Toleranz und Offenheit
Wer’n da unbekonnt

Deine Werte über’n Haufen schmeißt
Dei Gewissen wird koid
Der Opfi in den’st einibeißt
Is bitter, braun und oid
Bitter, braun und oid

Dei Angst die wochst
Vor lauter schaun’ wos ois ned passt
Dei Angst die mocht
Dass’d nimma siagst wos’d host

Hier die Schlagzeilen:
Sind am Rande eines Krieges mit dem nahen Osten
Sieben Festnahmen nach Terrorattacke
Die verzweifelte Flucht vor dem Todes-Lkw
Drei Minuten des Horrors
Täter ist Anhänger einer Terror Organisation
Es wird ein islamistischer Hintergrund vermutet
Luftangriff in Syrien
Neues Massaker schockt die Welt
Zahl der Opfer steigt
Vermisste Studentin tot in Donau gefunden
Attentat mit Auto und Messer
Opfer schwer verletzt

Dei Angst wird Hass
Auf Menschen, die du goa ned kennst
Dei Angst wird Hass
Und die’sd am liabsten niederrennst
Dei Angst wird Hass
Und du a braunes Schlossgespenst
Dei Angst wird Hass
Doch der hod no nia wos gnutzt
Der hod no nia wos gnutzt

Lyrical TIP – Moreki Like lyrics

[Verse 1]
Now tell’em who the baddest/
Michael Jackson yellow, the booty fat as a/mother that could never control her habits/
Was a regular face at these beauty pageants/
All the average dudes can handle/
But they lacking the funds to produce and manage/
The ambition of hunny to do the damage/
In the land of ‘economic future status’/
She got no money but she ball like that/
Hunnids at the mall like that/
All type stacks/
Never with a card like that/
Debit is a chore like that/
All eyes back/
Whenever she walk like that/stiletto and a jaw lie flat/
All type kats/
Saying that’s a broad I’d smash/
Rich niggaz fall like that/raw type facts

[Chorus]
How many broke bitches in the building
Still got a drink in they hand and straight chillin’ like…
Moreki like!
Woza x3
Moreki like!
Woza x3
[Repeat Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Let’s get a round for the hunny at the back with the glasses sitting all alone… (Whaaat!)
Let’s get a round for the hippie-type chick with the dreadlocks, ring in her nose… (Whaaat!)
Let’s get a round for the yellow bone crew with the Gucci bags sitting on the throne… (Owww!)
…of vip/
The king I be/
Before a nigga let you in let me see id/
Man this nigga put it on with the figures/
I’m talkin’ Dom Perignon type dealings/
Man he buy a couple rounds for a giggle/
Hand up on her thigh then he gone with the visit../
And he made a young call when he did this/
Sayin’ that he gone for the business/
Took his wedding ring off for the killers/
And he put it back on when he home with the Mrs

Hook [Chorus]
How many broke bitches in the building
Still got a drink in they hand and straight chillin’ like…
Moreki like!
Woza x3
Moreki like!
Woza x3
[Repeat Chorus x3]

NewFLO O X Z – Wake X Bake lyrics

[Hook]

Wake Bake / Wake Bake / Wake Bake
Wake Bake / Wake Bake / Wake Bake Wake Bake / Wake Bake / Wake Bake
Wake Bake / Wake Bake / Wake Bake
Wake Bake / Wake Bake / Wake Bake
Wake Bake

O’Lo [verse]

Wake Bake / high stakes / brick Flip / pan cakes / Jake coming / we dumbing /
Get caught / keep running / Blow smoke /
Pitch coke / broke niggas all jokes /
Bad bitch I poke / slide in em like slopes /
Backwood / all good
Swisher sweets / all wood / I’m blowing smoke / she blow job/
Get done / she blow loud / love this shit indeed / Good grade / no Seeds /
Gotta friend in me / California Bud-dy/

[Hook]

Wake Bake / Wake Bake
(Before I start my day)
(Before I count the cake)

Wake Bake / Wake Bake
(Before I load the K)
(Before I count the cake)

Wake Bake / Wake Bake
(Before I fade away)
(take my mind away)

Wake Bake / Wake Bake /
(Before I fade away)
(I blow my mind away)

Zee [verse]

Blown my mind away / take take my mind away / I can’t feel my face / roll another J/
Jordan Fade away / gotta pay to play/
Loading up the kk/ take another vacay/
Gon let em hate / sliding in the wraith /
Scooping up the cake / blown it in their face / bad mon shit / your don’t wanna romp with me / bad mon shit / you don’t wanna fuck with Zee/ Wake x Bake / High Stakes / dinner plate / flip it outta state /
A Hundred on the tape/ A Hundred on the drapes / A Hundred in the safe / that’ll beat the case/

[Hook]

Wake Bake / Wake Bake
(Before I start my day)
(Before I count the cake)

Wake Bake / Wake Bake
(Before I load the K)
(Before I count the cake)

Wake Bake / Wake Bake
(Before I fade away)
(take my mind away)

Wake Bake / Wake Bake /
(Before I fade away)
(I blow my mind away)

Tom Howe & Hugh Wilkinson – Dreaming Awake lyrics

Was it a dream
Because everything came true
Can you picture the scene
We got a dance made for two
And the night’s not over until it’s over
Until we see the breakin’ of day
I’d hope you stay
And let’s get dreaming awake

So just close your eyes
Baby take my hand and let’s get lost

I’m dreaming awake
Dreaming awake
I’m dreaming awake
Dreaming awake

Don’t wake me up because I’m dreaming, yeah
Can’t stop myself from believing
That we’re dreaming awake
We’re dreaming awake

I wanna dance
I want the stars to spell your name
So let’s take a chance
I know that we both feel the same
And the sun’s not up til we had enough
And baby that will keep me awake
So why don’t we stay
Let’s get dreaming awake

So just close your eyes
Baby take my hand and let’s get lost

I’m dreaming awake
Dreaming awake
I’m dreaming awake
Dreaming awake

Don’t wake me up because I’m dreaming, yeah
Can’t stop myself from believing
That we’re dreaming awake
We’re dreaming awake

The Brent David Project – Won’t You lyrics

Don’t you know,
I love you so.
I love you so.
Can’t you feel,
I’m very real.
Very real.

Won’t you take my hand,
Let’s runaway. Runaway.
Don’t say anything,
Let’s leave today,
Leave today.

Won’t you.
Won’t you.
Won’t you.
Won’t you.

Sitting all alone,
I think of you.
Think of you.
Talking on the phone,
I think of you.
Think of you.

Won’t you take my hand,
Let’s runaway. Runaway.
Don’t say anything,
Let’s leave today,
Leave today.

Won’t you.
Won’t you.
Won’t you.
Won’t you.

Don’t you know,
I love you so.
I love you so.
Don’t say anything.
Let’s runaway.
Runaway.

Won’t you.
Won’t you.
Won’t you.
Won’t you.

Linimasa – Percayalah lyrics

Ada saatnya ‘tuk memilih
Pilihan adalah sesuatu yang dilema

Kita selalu mengharapkan
Sesuatu yang terindah dan terhebat
Itulah manusia

Kuyakinkan hatiku ini
Ada di tempat semestinya

[chorus]
Percayalah pada diriku
Izinkan aku menjagamu
Hingga saat nanti
Ajal ‘kan memisahkan kita

Kita selalu mengharapkan
Sesuatu yang terindah dan terhebat
Itulah manusia

Kuyakinkan hatiku ini
Ada di tempat semestinya

[chorus]
Percayalah pada diriku
Izinkan aku menjagamu
Hingga saat nanti
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The Black Gypsy – Black Gypsy lyrics

Verse 1
My skin is dark
But that’s okay
Still a rockstar
Cuz
I like myself

My voice is strong and deep
I was born to teach
I’m so hopeful
Think I’ll give it
Another try

Feel so Free
But Don’t know
If I can leave
From captivity

I’m so happy wherever I may be
Writing my songs all day long

Chorus
Black gypsy
Made a man of me
Imma Black gypsy
I’ll put a spell on you

Verse 2
Living in my own world
Is pure bliss
I don’t know what I’ve missed
Or how long will I be gone
Or maybe this is just my new found home
Life already made a man of me
This life aint for the weak minded or meek

* Pre Bridge
At 15 faced my own
Hell for eternity
At 29 you’d think
I’d be doing fine
By now but this time

Bridge
I think like myself
I think like myself
I think like myself
Finally

Life
Already made a man of me
Made a man of me
Made of man of me
Since I was 15.

Stay the hell
Away from me
With negativity
Black gypsy
Light my candles all around
Yeah you can sit there
And just frown
But if you touch
You going down

Jiska Hachmer – Urban Tunnel lyrics

Oooh oooh
Under the trams we’re hiding our true loves
’cause we don’t know, who can do us
Right here in the urban tunnel

Urban tunnel
It took so long
’till I could get to know you
All there is to do in the urban tunnel
Is to find a hon hon for a bun bun

Vs2 but never it lead to my heaven
After some time you’d check to see who’s
Still left, who has handled the urban tunnel
Who has turned into new darin’ bundle
Haunting loudest rumbles

Heart in cool colours is what mothers fought for

How to get out of my tunnels
Seemed to be my toughest struggle
But my dream of you was my guided light out of my urban tunnels

Under the trams
We’re hiding our true loves
’cause we don’t know who can do us
Right there in the urban tunnels

Chorus:
But never lead to my heaven

Bridge 1:
Heart in true colours is what mothers fought for
Heart in cool colours is what mothers fought for
Heart in cool colours is what mothers fought for

Bridge2:
There’s north and south
West and central
The sea had the sea east sea side
Waves bringing our new haven
Ships come in to show us
All new things for in our tunnels
Spinning things, spinning things

Joey Skelly – Megan lyrics

Flame a Molotov, and ya tell a bitch
Have a nice day, shit
Have a nice day, shit
Ain’t nobody out here fucking with my game, shit
That’s the way you play, shit
That’s the way I play, bitch (aye, aye)

I don’t like to fight, I ain’t a pacifist, I’ll pass a fist
When I spit, I move like this, there sure is no coincidence
Lot of fakes be lyin’ off they tongue, like they a basilisk
Icin’ on the cake when they be caught dead sayin’ shit

Mind over matter is the name of the prize, see
I’ve been makin’ music since ’95 on the main, sheesh
Out of womb, with singin’ pipes, enough to make the crowd scream
Makin’ all them panties drop, show me how the pussy gleam

Man got a nose bleed, chokin’ on the words
Be trippin’ on some dumb shit, shoot him in the foot, see
Man got a nose bleed, from the old trickery
Thought he’d get the last laugh, but he got a nose bleed

You swipe at me once, I swipe three times back at you
Hit ’em with a 9, twirl and drop on the avenue
S’Panni with a pipe, hit ’em up, I’m about the life
Acapulco Gold feelin’ right in my crown, like

Used to huff the paint, but now it’s og everyday
Smokin’ on the gas, gets the brain waves full of haze
Doesn’t matter how I feel, the hits will be a common place
Common fade, common trade, all help get those commas made

Everybody buyin’ up the morph and the xans, like
I’m just tryin’a step up for a bloke in the limelight
Fading out, he faded out, he can’t save all his money now
Coulda, shoulda, woulda, but he turned to blue curaçao

Money in, no money out
I’ve been makin’ clout on the beat
Haters say I’m dull, but I ain’t that avant-garde
Chain ’round my neck, watch the sleet when it comin’ out
Hold up, wait a minute, freeze, this episode I

Fuck a little bitch, innocent or not, you know what you heard
On the block, at the corner shop, where they sell the chop
Where I milly rock, where I mollywhop on a bleep
Say I won’t again, big head no bigot, I snap

When we at the club, we movin’ bands and the women like
All you have to do is buy a drink and I’m with you tonight
Play it cool, she plays with you, what else are you supposed to do
Grindin’ on the beat, lock on eyes, then your mind be like

Cocoa butter dream, bet you like your men lean
Girl your ass is really mean, bet you like to bend your knees (ya)
Pearly white teeth, on the spread, with the cheese
She a baddy in the sheets, she be wantin’ sayin’ please (ya)

Spend it at yo’ momma house, she a cougar yo, oh fo’ sho’
When she hit the flow, she goin’ get to blow
Shawty freak on a leash, take it deep, go, repeat
Always got them angles, girl, roughly bangin’ in the sheets

Catalyst, activist, I am so extravagent
No fake cheddar, I’m just countin’ what the cash is in
Fuck with me, and you’ll surely meet what I blast ’em in
No comparison, people love, Joe unanimous

Justin 3 – Born To Be Wild One lyrics

I saw her in the store
She instantly took control
Ooo, she was born to be wild one

Than she vanished through the door
As I woke up in the morning and saw
Ohh she was born to be wild one

Chorus
I can’t breathe, I can feel her in the night
She was born to be wild one,
She was born to be wild one

She was always on the run,
I would catch her if I can,
But no, she was born to be wild one

I would have taken her advice,
But I tried to play nice
But no she was born to be wild one

Chorus
I can’t breathe, I can feel her in the night
She was born to be wild one,
She was born to be wild one

GoldLink – I Can Feel It lyrics

(feat. H.E.R.)

(The Uncle Drew Soundtrack)

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RAJAN – Maybe lyrics

(feat. Tory Lanez)

[Chorus: Rajan]
Maybe we could, flex
Maybe I’ll finesse
Maybe I can do the things that you gon like the best
Maybe I’m the one that you gonna fall in love with next
Maybe we can do the damn thing

[Verse 1: Rajan]
Maybe we gon flex baby
Make a text baby
I know your wrong for me
But give it all to me
You miss your ex baby
Give it a rest, baby
I know you’re wrong for me
But give it all to me

[Pre-Chorus: Rajan]
Shorty you’re my
Imma love you down, down, down
Imma take you round, round, round, with me
Imma love you down, down, down
Cuz you don’t know the things you do to me

[Chorus: Rajan]
Flex
Maybe I’ll finesse
Maybe I can do the things that you gon like best
Maybe I’m the one that you gon fall in love with next
Maybe we can do the damn thing
Baby we gon

[Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
Tell me how
Tell me how you want it baby we gon do the damn thing
I put it in, and I pull it like a hamstring
Im smoking presidential, you know imma campaign
We is in the club, and I got you on the champagne
Sip saying, “fuck them niggas that you when you mans came”
We got em, types of niggas that I can’t hang with
And I hit that pussy cuz I know you make it

[Pre-Chorus: Tory Lanez]
I wanna ride, ride, ride
See you on the sli, i, ide
I smoke the loud, loud, loud
Time to give, what a nigga like

[Chorus: Rajan]
Flex
Maybe I’ll finesse
Maybe I can do the things that you gon like best
Maybe I’m the one that you gon fall in love with next
Maybe we can do the damn thing
Baby we gon

French Montana – New Thang lyrics

(feat. Remy Ma)

(The Uncle Drew Soundtrack)

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Nyck Caution – See You In Hell lyrics

(Intro)
It’s fucking Nyck Caution you filthy mothafuckerz

Most of y’all don’t get it and most of y’all ain’t shit
Only hard post at it, shit bizarre and I’m sick
Don’t pull my card when I bet it
I’m pushing all of my chips
Only trust a bitch as far as I can throw her!

(Verse)
And I really don’t lift Still got the weight on my shoulders
I ain’t ask for all this, But I won’t budge, won’t crack I won’t trip
I don’t care what it was just know that it
Is what it is, word to kirk in the clique
Shows lit, tell the bitch don’t come to back stage, if she ain’t flashing no tits
I told this bitch I’m cold as shit Im over it
No distractions Im focusing, I made it happen
Ive been living in the moment since
I got a little bit of gap and I set up shop
They ask me “How did I get hot? How’d I get on top?
I invested in myself, I don’t gotta spend a lot
Any good investment take a couple years, Hell strong
Now Im bout to make a Milly off of penny stock
Bit coin, Nyck coined the phrase
If you a bitch boi, don’t join the craze
Im lit boy big shot making big noise
You get smoked real quick like a thin joint
I ain’t doing no shows anymore for the love
Do a set it should take for the invoice
(Lorraine Bracco: Who the hell do you think you are?)
Y’all already know the name motherfucker
Its the N-Y-C-K-C-A-U-T-I-O-N, y’all know how I do
Used to be involved now Im mentally removed
With you and everything that you do
Bada boom bada bing gottas couple of guineas from Italy
In the restaurant, low-key playing a scene
Real mob-ties now I’m really in the bathroom
Underneath the seat, If you trip, well I gotta peek

(Outro)
Most of y’all don’t get it and most of y’all ain’t shit
Shit bizzarre and Im sick
Ill see you in hell (X11)

Vacation in Hell coming to a city near you

Cezinha Dos Teclados – Não Tnho Dinheiro lyrics

Não tenho dinheiro

Autor Cezinha dos teclados
Aranjo Cezinha dos teclados
Produção Cezinha dosteclados

Desse jeito que eu me vejo
Sempre louco de desejo
Procuro dar um jeito
To nu beco sem saída
A política do pais
Me deixou se solução
E agora que eu faço
Pra arrumar algum tustão
Faço um convite para o senhores
Que levante suas mão
E vamos todos juntos
Cantar essa cação

Não tenho dinheiro oo
Não tenho dinheiro oo
Não tenho dinheiro oo
Não tenho dinheiro oo 2x

A$AP Ferg – Harlem Anthem lyrics

(The Uncle Drew Soundtrack)

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Logic – Ballin’ lyrics

(feat. Shy Grey)

(The Uncle Drew Soundtrack)

[Verse 1: Logic]
Okay, it’s RattPack ’til my pulse flat
We keep it real, no false rap
I got four cards and they all black
Got four broads and they all that
We call that “ballin'”
Doin’ this is my callin’
Flow is so appallin’
My phone off and she callin’
I’m like, “Yeah, what it do?”
Penthouse, man, what a view
Fall back, ’cause I’m coming through
With my whole team, they coming too
That’s real, too real
Motherfucker, tell me how you feel
I’m too good for my own good
I won’t leak the album, I’ll let it spill
Number one, bitch, I bet it will
Due to numbers, I said it will
I played the game and I’m still the same
And I’ll never change, just to get a deal

[Hook: Logic]
Bitch, I’m ballin’, ballin’
I came from nothin’ to somethin’ like it’s nothin’
Yeah, you know I done it, nah, there’s no discussion
Bitch, I’m ballin’, ballin’
I made a promise to my mama
I’ma turn these zeros into tens and commas
Bitch, I’m ballin’, ballin’
Closin’ million dollar deals
Catch me swervin’, burning hundred dollar bills, how it feel
When you ballin’, ballin’
Goin’ places they’ll never go
It ain’t all about the money, but I stack it ’cause you never know

[Verse 2: Logic]
I’ma live life ’til I overdose
While they sleepin’ on me, that’s comatose
I went mainstream with my main team
You just mad as fuck, you ain’t come close
And ya’ next girl is my ex-girl
She fine as hell, but she a mess girl
All I do is rhyme, I got no time
So I can’t reply to your text, girl
Bitch I’m back again and I’ll run it
Always gotta keep it one hundred
All of y’all know y’all want it
Turn it up and get blunted
I’m like “fuck the money, fuck the fame”
I came here to fuck up the game
Gon’ get it, I’m feelin’ myself
Fresh to death, bitch, I’m killin’ myself
I’m gone, we burnin’ it up
Step in the building, we turnin’ it up
Talking that shit, but they’ll never admit
When I step to the mic I be murderin’ it
And we livin’ real good
Mainstream, but it’s still good
I got raw shit, I got real shit
But right now it’s time for that feel good
We call that “ballin'”
Doin’ this is my callin’
Flow is so appallin’
My phone off and she callin’
I’m like, “Yeah, what it do?”
Penthouse, man, what a view
Fall back, ’cause I’m coming through
With my whole team, they coming too

[Hook: Logic]
That’s ballin’, ballin’
I came from nothin’ to somethin’ like it’s nothin’
Yeah, you know I done it, nah, there’s no discussion
Bitch, I’m ballin’, ballin’
I made a promise to my mama
I’ma turn these zeros into tens and commas
Bitch, I’m ballin’, ballin’
Closin’ million dollar deals
Catch me swervin’, burning hundred dollar bills, how it feel
When you ballin’, ballin’
Goin’ places they’ll never go
It ain’t all about the money, but I stack it ’cause you never know

[Verse 3: Shy Grey]
Yeah, you know that we ballin’, we been goin’ all-in
Hold on, let me slow it down, so y’all get the shit
These haters talk, but I don’t give a shit
Got models, bottles, and the piff is lit
But we ballin’, kinda like Spalding and Rawlings
On the road to riches never stallin’
Got your girl all up all on my nuts
But she do it with joy, no almonds, ugh
Living life to perfection
VIP, that’s the section
Presidential watch, presidential suites
You would think we held an election
It go Logic first, then I’m up next
I do not converse, I just cut checks
I do not rehearse, I just drop the verse
I need to cop a hearse, ’cause I’m fresh to death
I bet you never seen so much designer
Never seen a nigga with a bitch that’s finer
Boy, I stunt when I ain’t even tryna
Swaggin’ is nice, but first I’ma rhymer
And I rep Maryland, home of the Terrapins
Say you spit crack, homie, we spit that heroin
Bring it right to your front door like I’m carolin’
Standing next to me would be so embarrassin’
Yeah, we be ballin’

[Hook: Logic]
Bitch, I’m ballin’, ballin’
I came from nothin’ to somethin’ like it’s nothin’
Yeah, you know I done it, nah, there’s no discussion
Bitch, I’m ballin’, ballin’
I made a promise to my mama
I’ma turn these zeros into tens and commas
Bitch, I’m ballin’, ballin’
Closin’ million dollar deals
Catch me swervin’, burning hundred dollar bills, how it feel
When you ballin’, ballin’
Goin’ places they’ll never go
It ain’t all about the money, but I stack it ’cause you never know

Leikeli47 – Chain Gang lyrics

(The Uncle Drew Soundtrack)

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Grace – Clap Your Hands lyrics

(The Uncle Drew Soundtrack)

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A$AP Rocky – Cocky lyrics

(feat. Gucci Mane, 21 Savage & London On Da Track)

(The Uncle Drew Soundtrack)

[Intro: Gucci Mane, Skooly, 21 Savage & A$AP Rocky]
Huh?
We got London On Da Track
It’s Guwop
Uh
It’s Gucci
21, 21
Uh

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & 21 Savage]
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky

[Verse 1: 21 Savage & A$AP Rocky]
I got so many M’s in my bank account, I can’t even count ’em
Too many whips, way I switch my car, I can’t even mount ’em
Too many zeros with Versace pillows in my Phantoms
Too many bad bitches, I don’t cuff ’em, I just hand them (21)
Off like a lay-up (lay-up), I don’t got time to lay up
Met my accountant at Ruth’s Chris, she told me that I’m way up (21)
I already back for seconds, I ain’t even clean my plate up
Ran me up a hunned M’s and then I put my bay up (21)
Way out in the hills, I just sign the deal
I ain’t take no advance, so you know that split was real (21)
All my diamonds carats, them lil’ pointers be too lil’
Glaciers in my ear, I need a cup, they ’bout to spill (uh)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane & A$AP Rocky]
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I feel like I’m Rocky

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
Huh?
How you gon’ play D, can’t even take D?
Too many fake me’s
Way too many fake daps, way too many fake ‘$APs
And I put it on me and I want another ring
Girlies buckle at the knees, swerve ’em like the other team (skrt)
You can still hear the sneaks (woo, swoosh)
Ballin’ in some Dungarees
Make a cheerleader cream, so what she on the other team?
For the cameras say your cheese, rap game like the league
Heard you the nigga overseas, but that’s only overseas
I’m the one who oversees shit, “Oh man, it’s him again”
I’m up in the rim, Gatorade and M&M’s
Ball on you in my favorite Timberlands
My girlfriend got a little friend
All the way on the other end
‘Cause she don’t deal with the middle man
Harlem world stole my flow, friends and my foes
Got my hoes in my clothes, they want ten like my toes (A$AP)

[Chorus: Gucci Mane]
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby , I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky (yeah)

[Bridge: A$AP Rocky]
Just pass me the rock and watch him go
Just run me the play and let me know
With a broken leg, I let it go (leggo, leggo, leggo)
I ain’t gotta say it ’cause they know (woo)

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
Gucci is materialistic, he’s too fuckin’ flashy
He smoke when he wanna smoke, think the world is his ashtray
So, so deaf to these suckers, I’m like JD in ’03
My hoe said that I’m too cocky, I don’t play nothin’ but me
These girls got nothing to show you, I’ll give you something to see
These dudes keep comin’ up short like they a pair of capris
Don’t group me with these rappers, these boys embarrassin’ me
Them dudes ain’t got nothin’ on me, I got a money disease
I’m too cold for these suckers, they ain’t got more money than me
I wear my mink in the summer when it’s a hundred and three (burr)
I make a bitch feel self-conscious like she too shiny for me
I know that bitch want to fuck me, but she’s too tiny for me
She’s my way out the highway, you either like or leave
This Rollie cost us the G’s, a couple bricks on my sleeve (yeah)
When I first fell on the scene, I drove a Cutlass Supreme
A half a brick, a pint of lean, and a new money machine
It’s Wop

[Chorus: Gucci Mane, & Skooly]
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky (it’s Gucci)
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m too fuckin’ cocky (Wizop)
Too fuckin’ cocky, baby, I’m so fuckin’ cocky (damn)
We got London On Da Track

Haerts – Your Love lyrics

(13 Reasons Why Season 2 Soundtrack)

Running like a fire
Burning in the wind
You say you’ll take me higher
Higher than I’ve been
It was a feeling
I never wanna live in

But it couldn’t turn into you awake
Holding on you anyway
I’m trying stop the heartache
Trying to stay awake
It was a feeling (feeling)
I never wanna live in (live in)

I don’t want your love
If you can breathe without it
I don’t want your love
If you don’t dream about it
Don’t wanna be the one
No, I won’t be the one
If you don’t want me to

I don’t know the way
The way that you feel about me
I don’t wanna stay
If you can be free without me
Don’t wanna give it up
Don’t wanna give it up
If you can give it back

I never was a dreamer
Never wanted to pretend
When the night comes to feel you
And the dreams you never end
And I want you to be with me
And I want you to be free
And I want you to remember
That I don’t want you to fall for

I don’t want your love
If you can breathe without it
I don’t want your love
If you don’t dream about it
Don’t wanna be the one
No, I won’t be the one
Don’t want you to go
(I don’t know, I don’t know no)
If you keep fighting
(I don’t know, I don’t know no)
Just can’t give it up just trying

I don’t want your love
If you can breathe without it
I don’t want your love
If you don’t dream about it
Don’t wanna give it up
Don’t wanna give it up
Don’t wanna give it up
If you can give it up

I don’t want your love
(I don’t want your love)
If you can breath without it
I don’t want your love
(I don’t want your love)
If you dont dream about it
Don’t wanna give it up
(don’t wanna give it up)
Don’t wanna give it up
If you can give it back
I don’t know, I don’t know no
It’s falling down
I don’t know, I don’t know no
It’s falling down
I don’t know, I don’t know no
It’s falling down
I don’t know, I don’t know

Parade Of Lights – Tangled Up lyrics

(13 Reasons Why Season 2 Soundtrack)

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