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Lil Baby – Spazz lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, Southside
I go nuts on Southside Beats
Baby, okay

[Verse]
Super Bowl ring, we ballin’ hard, we won the championship
Everybody got somethin’ to say when I ain’t even ask ’em shit
Bunny rabbit broke, take a brick and do a magic trick
A hundred racks a show, get on the stage and do a backwards flip (yeah)
I’m in L.A. with some real Crips
I want Stella McCartney, this real drip
Cartier on my face with a real tear
Put the knife on the K, it’s the real deal
Make ’em get out this bitch like a fire drill
If I won’t hit a bitch then the guys will
I’ve been on it, today I took five pills
I’ma run up them M’s ’cause it’s God’s will
How you gon’ check me?
She like my gangsta, she wanna arrest me
She wanna sex me (yeah)
I got the blocka, she know not to test me
Comin’ at you niggas 3D
They gon’ put this shit on repeat
Everything I say, they repeat
Any nigga try to sneak diss
I ain’t gon’ say nothin’ back, yeah
I’ma keep gettin’ these racks, yeah
When you speak ’bout me, speak facts, yeah
Got an FN on the kickback, yeah
Big nose, hood on the demon
Big to the streets, I’m a deacon
They wouldn’t even peep what I was preachin’
They just wanna see me with the leaches
Big ballers, I ain’t in the bleachers
Courtside, high five the ref
Codeine got me talkin’ to myself
Blowin’ up, I’m blowin’ out my belt
[?] top 5, nah, for real
Only 25 before the deal
Every time we slide, a nigga kill
I just hope to God that they appeal

[Outro]
G5 sittin’ in the cell
He ’bout to come (came home)
I got this money on me right now
I don’t even answer my phone (put ’em on)
I had these bitches in state to state
They tryna give me some play (leave me alone)
They know that I ain’t got time to waste
I’m tryna get in their face (I’m goin’ home)
I might just give you a couple of dollars
And make sure you good on a model (good)
They know they’ll probably gon’ see me again
Unless I’m in the Benz
I put the Forgiatos on the car
[?] on the truck
I got the money, I’m runnin’ it up
And I’ve been puttin’ it up (them M’s)

Lil Baby – Intro (Harder Than Ever) lyrics

[Intro]
Know im sayin’
This that new wave shit know what im sayin’
This that new wave shit ya dig (4 Pockets full know what i’m saying, free the gang)

[Verse 1]
Im smoking loud this that moonrock
They tryna sue cause i’m gettin’ paper
I dropped out of school and get no education
My momma she happy cause I finally made it
She living better [?] is full
Buy her a Bentayga Bentley truck
With an AP today tomorrow switch it up
Honeycomb diamonds VVS’s cut
Standing on stage, I really came from nothing
I took me a break, don’t mean i’m getting rusty
I’m gaining this weight they say i’m getting husty
I stand on front line I’m all about the [?]
I go where I want, no one better not fuck with me
Stand in the glizzy shoot til’ it’s empty
I come from the projects jumping over fences
I found me a plug and went and made a killing
I think we in love we shoot his ass and children
Them narcs I been sipping got to have me trippin
I think im the plate I need to reinvent me
I handle my business now i’m worth some millions
Remember the safe deposit vault was empty
Them niggas weren’t fucking with me they weren’t friendly
If you went with me back then then you ain’t seeing no [?]
We like Kanye and Kim, you like Bobby and Whitney
Real dope boy I ain’t nothing’ like the weirdos
Never seen me putting on no weird clothes
It cost a lil more when it’s real gold
We already up keep the field goal
Remember that day that I lost all that cake

Lil Baby – Never Needed No Help lyrics

[Intro]
Earl on the beat
Yeah, know what I’m sayin’
Know what I’m sayin’? When you create the wave and the vibe
You know what I’m sayin’? You is the vibe and the wave
You know what I’m sayin’?
Never let these niggas catch up once you caught up
Know what I’m sayin’?
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, uh-huh

[Chorus]
I can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas, you wasn’t right there
You need me, lil’ nigga, I’m still gon’ be here
My vision was blurry and now I see clear
You wouldn’t believe what I made in a year
Draped designer, I’m sticky as hell
I can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas, you wasn’t right there
You need me, lil’ nigga, I’m still gon’ be here
My vision was blurry and now I see clear
You wouldn’t believe what I made in a year
Draped designer, I’m sticky as hell

[Verse 1]
Trading designer I’m sticky as hell
Whenever we argue I buy her Chanel
Whenever I ain’t rappin’ I’m sellin’ this bail
My nigga got caught, I just hope he don’t tell
If you can sit quiet then I’ll pay your bail
They not gon’ snitch if they send me to hell
I put in overtime to get these M’s
Been with the same gang since I was lil’

[Bridge]
Run it up, run it up, run it up, lightspeed fast, yeah (yeah)
Run it up, run it up, run it up, lightspeed fast, yeah (yeah)
Run it up, run it up, run it up, lightspeed fast, yeah (yeah)
Lightspeed fast, yeah (yeah)

[Chorus]
I can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas, you wasn’t right there
You need me, lil’ nigga, I’m still gon’ be here
My vision was blurry and now I see clear
You wouldn’t believe what I made in a year
Draped designer, I’m sticky as hell
I can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas, you wasn’t right there
You need me, lil’ nigga, I’m still gon’ be here
My vision was blurry and now I see clear
You wouldn’t believe what I made in a year
Draped designer, I’m sticky as hell

[Verse 2]
You won’t believe what I made in a year
I’m flippin’ these bags, I made me a mill
Then I start rappin’ and got me a deal
I took off fast, this shit get for real
She want to talk but she don’t want to hear
All she want me to do is keep it real
She keep on cryin’ I’m tired of her tears
I keep on lyin’ it just what it is
I’m on my grind, so fuck how you feel
I got some homies who sittin’ in the pen
Yeah, yeah
They gon’ be sittin’ in that bitch for some years
We were some teens, they labeled us grown
Had some judges who doin’ us wrong
I know your pain just hold on
Just sing this song

[Chorus]
I can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas, you wasn’t right there
You need me, lil’ nigga, I’m still gon’ be here
My vision was blurry and now I see clear
You wouldn’t believe what I made in a year
Draped designer, I’m sticky as hell
I can do bad on my own and good by myself
I never needed no help
I needed you niggas, you wasn’t right there
You need me, lil’ nigga, I’m still gon’ be here
My vision was blurry and now I see clear
You wouldn’t believe what I made in a year
Draped designer, I’m sticky as hell

Christine And The Queens – Girlfriend lyrics

[Intro: DâM-FunK]
Chris

[Verse 1: Christine and the Queens]
I’m gone in a flick, but back in a second
This wilted skin, rash for no reason
Boys loading their arms, girls gasp with envy
F-f-for whom are they mimicking endlessly?
Same old sadness in small lumps on my jaw
For lusting after is the usual freak show
May your girl come, birdie die under this spur
F-f-f-fingers angrily sunk on the jugular, then

[Chorus: Christine and the Queens]
Girlfriend
Don’t feel like a girlfriend
But lover
Damn, I’d be your lover
Girlfriend
Don’t feel like a girlfriend
But lover
Damn, I’d be your lover (Touché, touché yeah)

[Verse 2: Christine and the Queens]
[?]
I see now how fast you’re breathing
And how long this will all take
‘Cause you used to pass by me
[?]
F-fuck is you?
You don’t even taste much better
Came back steaming in sweats in the morning
I muscle in for I wanted to hold him
[?]
F-fuck is me?
F-fuck is you, f-fuck is you, now

[Chorus: Christine and the Queens & DâM-FunK]
Girlfriend
Don’t feel like a girlfriend
But lover
Damn, I’d be your lover
Girlfriend
Don’t feel like a girlfriend
But lover
Damn, I’d be your lover
Chris, I don’t know why you trippin’

[Outro: Christine and the Queens & DâM-FunK]
Touché, touché, touché, touché
Touché, touché, touché, touché
Touché, touché, touché, touché
Touché, touché, touché, touché
(You got to keep on rollin’ girl
Keep rollin’, rollin’)
(Oh baby, baby) Touché, touché, touché, touché
(Oh baby, baby) Touché, touché, touché, touché
(Oh baby, baby) Touché, touché, touché, touché
(Oh no, no, no) Touché, touché, touché, touché
Yeah

G-Eazy – Let Me Work lyrics

[Intro: G-Eazy]
Let me roll up my sleeves and go to work
Beautiful and Damned (Just Blaze)

[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
It’s that motherfucking time again
Tell my diary what’s on my mind again
Just play a beat, I’ma crack an ice cold Heineken
The studio that Pac got shot in, currently I’m rhyming in
If you told my younger self that this the place you find me in
I would not believe you, these results are so astonishing
Demons chasing me, I ran from Lucifer Leviathan
The beautiful and damned, I got a fetish for the finer things
That’s a quarter million on some tires that I’m driving in
Pull up the McLaren like that’s just some shit to travel in
Russell Westbrook triple-double averaging
Most improved player, they don’t know what the fuck is happenin’
The homies like “You’re snappin’”
My mood’s Olympic champion throwin’ a fuckin’ javelin
Episode 3 Anakin
My favorite rapper’s Gerald, I’m a very big fan of him
You won’t get nowhere stalling and you standing like a mannequin
Why the fuck you panickin’? I understand the task at hand

[Chorus]
Let me work
What do you know about work?
Let me work
I’m talkin’ about getting up five days a week, brushing ya teeth, washing your ass, going into your office and making some old guy rich paid album
Let me roll up my sleeves and go to work
That’s a motherfucking job

[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
It’s still that muthafuckin’ time again
Blacking out, don’t give a fuck about a thing
Fuck the world that’s just the state of mind I’m in
That’s the place you find me in
Look, ain’t nobody live as him
Million dollar smile that I just went and put some diamonds in (yeah)
These rappers sneak diss when I came up, they prolly mad I’m on
But then they transformed and changed up like a Decepticon
Bunch of bootleg Geralds copying what I went platinum on
But the real, it’s me myself and I, you all be dead and gone
Disrespect me, don’t come to the bay, your pass is gone
My Obi-Wan is E-4-0, he givin’ game, I pass it on
Study him ’cause he the one that lasted long
This beat I go assassin on
I just took some acid, hit the booth, and started rapping strong
Treat the studio like a decathlon
Never slowing down, I’m tryna put my whole damn family on
Work every night, I go ’til after dawn
To be the biggest thing in the world, I’m not the one to pass up on

[Chorus]
Let me work
Look, you could be a fuckin’ bank teller, you could be a waitress
Let me work
Or wash cars, sell clothes at a fucking boutique. Alright listen, you’re makin’ somebody else rich. You’re punching that clock. You clock in, you clock out, you making that money
Let me roll up my sleeves and go to work
How does that work?

[Verse 3: G-Eazy]
A fucking hater’s always looking, tryna search for targets
If you don’t know me, don’t speak on me, stick to your departments
While they debate if I’m an urban artist
Or if I’m merging markets
All I really know, I’m just working hardest
And ’til the day I die, I’m hustlin’, doing work regardless
I’m in my twenties, if I go I leave a perfect carcass
A polarizing artist
But you could love or hate me
But try and say I don’t pay my dues, fuck off, how dumb could they be
Nobody help to make me
I did it by my lonely
Who else did songs with everybody Britney Spears to Mozzy?
You New York Times aristocrats you should just relax
You miss the facts
Bitch, I’m from the Bay, was born to bridge the gaps
And I’m a legend in my city, they say “His shit slaps”
Said I’ma go and sell a million, I’ma get these plaques
And bring ’em back to inspire every kid who raps
I’m Michael Phelps, get out my lane, I’m swimming different laps

[Outro]
Yeah
Let me work
Let me roll up my sleeves and go to work

Dave East – Gold Digger lyrics

(feat. A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie)

[Verse 1: Dave East]
Uh 980 hoodie, Michael Mary, Louie Damier duffle bag matching
Flowing like I practice black magic
Hundred thousand on me with a black ‘matic
I was school shopping with my mom money
Now I tell my jeweler flood my arm for me
I’m in Gucci blowing car money
I can tell these niggas never saw money
I pick up a bag if I walk through
Want a feature I’m not who you talk to
I’m bout to get Kairi a puppy
The shit that you making I blow it on dog food
It was not no better tryna find a lever
It was freezing out I couldn’t find my sweater
Times I mention we applying pressure
Found a brand new 40 like I’m finding treasure
I ain’t coming out of it ain’t a dime or better
Diamonds on me look like Fiji water
Never thought that it would be me recording
Rob ya mother just to feed my daughter
I was burning bags before I seen a quarter
I am not the one, they saying we extorted
Fuck her send her back like she deported
I was jumping out a cab with weed and water
Promoters tell me its a lot of us
I was on the greyhound with a lot of dust
If you not a hater then you proud of us
Bagging powder smoke until we outta blunts
Pour up until we run out of cups
I’m that nigga that shit is so obvious
These jeans cost me 1490
My team grimy don’t follow us

[Pre-Chorus: Dave East]
I got ya wife in my section her phone off
Pull up in the foreign they wonder how much do the chrome cost
I was a worker I hustle now bitch I’m my own boss
We after the witness only way I know that they won’t talk

[Chorus: A Boodie Wit Da Hoodie]
Dolce and Gabbana mix it up with Enfants Riches
Nigga I was born gifted
Smoke a 50 with my niggas think I’m bout the millions I hope that we all get it
Bitch I’m on a mission I can’t tell you about a sentence I don’t need no witness
I just spent like 50 on some fucking boogers nigga I’m a gold digger

[Verse 2: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Reach for the gold, I’ma reach for you bitch so put the pole in her
Stains on the stove, but I wasn’t cooking dope in the kitchen boning her
Chains so damn iced out, bet you can’t see the fucking gold in them
And I walk on beats, I got the key, I’m a custodian
All day, all my niggas rocking dog chains
I’ve been killing shit since I was fourteen
Tell the plug that I need the whole thing
Fuck a little bit, the whole thing
Take the what and leave the what, the whole thing
Think I need another pair of Balmains
So my niggas pull up and they all game
Time fly while I’m scheming
Pop a perc and then I started tweaking
In a room full of temporary bitches that you prolly never even seen in
These niggas wanna give me reasons
Now I’m looking for a fucking reason
So I tell a bitch, I’ll be your side nigga, if you watch her niggas, they be heated, uh

[Pre-Chorus: Dave East]
I got ya wife in my section her phone off
Pull up in the foreign they wonder how much do the chrome cost
I was a worker I hustle now bitch I’m my own boss
We after the witness only way I know that they won’t talk

[Chorus: A Boodie Wit Da Hoodie]
Dolce and Gabbana mix it up with Enfants Riches
Nigga I was born gifted
Smoke a 50 with my niggas think I’m bout the millions I hope that we all get it
Bitch I’m on a mission I can’t tell you about a sentence I don’t need no witness
I just spent like 50 on some fucking boogers nigga I’m a gold digger

[Verse 3: Dave East]
I pop a perc I might doze off
I just wanna win and take no loss
I feel like the Mac I knock hoes off
I got ya bitch right out her clothes dog
Vuitton my denim I can send a couple cons to get ‘em
Uber ya bitch send a car to get her
Jealously real that’s on God they bitter
I was tryna bag 100 grams
I went to Brazil for another tan
I ride with G money like Duh Duh Man
Often come through ya window like Brother Man
My Prezi the suite my Prezi the rollie
I go to the beach because I love the sand
In my city the hottest
I stopped wearing Prada’s
My diamonds is doing the running man

[Chorus: A Boodie Wit Da Hoodie]
Dolce and Gabbana mix it up with Enfants Riches
Nigga I was born gifted
Smoke a 50 with my niggas think I’m bout the millions I hope that we all get it
Bitch I’m on a mission I can’t tell you about a sentence I don’t need no witness
I just spent like 50 on some fucking boogers nigga I’m gold digger
Dolce and Gabbana mix it up with Enfants Riches
Nigga I was born gifted
Smoke a 50 with my niggas think I’m bout the millions I hope that we all get it
Bitch I’m on a mission I can’t tell you about a sentence I don’t need no witness
I just spent like 50 on some fucking boogers nigga I’m a gold digger

Killer Mike – White Powder / Black Power lyrics

(feat. 2 Chainz)

[Chorus]
Black power, Black power, white powder, white powder
Black power, Black power, white powder, white powder
Black power, Black power, white powder, white powder
Black power, Black power, white powder, white powder
I been in it for some hours

[Verse 1: Killer Mike]
I got money, I got money
I bought freedom, I bought freedom
I earned my shit riding in them traps serving them geekers
I bought a lawyer, I bought a lawyer
He beat them cases, He beat them cases
You should seen them dirty cracker racist faces
And I walked outta court like Pac sold my last brick and bought a storefront on the block, on the block
Now I’m OG, Now I’m OG
Niggas know me, Niggas know me
But I don’t tolerate that conversate bout the ol’ me, bout the ol’ me
Ain’t no workin getting sold round here
If ya high partner don’t call my phone or come near
Outta here with that that fuck shit get from round here
Niggas like you and the feds usually come within a year
I don’t like you see I bought a few stores from my rivals
Now that ol’ money getting laundered up watch it cycle, watch it cycle
Bought my uncle’s company now I tow cars, now I tow cars
He made his first half a mil with red tow cars, with red tow cars

[Chorus]
Black power, Black power, white powder, white powder
Black power, Black power, white powder, white powder
Black power, Black power, white powder, white powder
Black power, Black power, white powder, white powder
I been in it for some hours

[Verse 2: Killer Mike]
One time for the dope man dope man just last went up all kid coke man
Two time for the dope man dope man let your mama bum where your ass at coke man
Every Thanksgiving people get a turkey cuz the government looking at ‘em like they ain’t worth eh
Politicians sending niggas off to prison while they actin like they reputation clean as the church
We celebrate Pablo and Chapo, we don’t really give a fuck about a cop though
I’m a mover and a shaker I’m a real money maker and its known I used to sell cocaine
I’m a player I’m a player and the player know the mayor and the mayor know I know some thangs
When my cousin caught a case see the mayor was a counselor in college they whipped them thangs
I ain’t never had a plug named Julio, but I’m a tell you right now its who ya know
I ain’t never had a flight down to Mexico, but it took me 3 bricks to buy a CITGO
And a CITGO and a CITGO, fat nigga went legit and got rich folks
Did what I had to do to get paid, escape the game like a runaway slave

[Chorus]
Black power, Black power, white powder, white powder
Black power, Black power, white powder, white powder
Black power, Black power, white powder, white powder
Black power, Black power, white powder, white powder
I been in it for some hours

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
‘Bout 14 I start selling nicks
By 15 I got a felony
By 16 I got my driver’s license start using J’s car to pedal lean
College Park that my stompin’ ground
Used to trap out the apartments
Got my baggies and digi scale
Bought a doll out the Starship
Got my first slab outta Bouldercrest
Got my second slab outta Bouldercrest
Got my third slab Bouldercrest
By my fourth slab I was paying rent
Mama said I was responsible
I was raised by Dr. Huxtable
I ain’t never been comfortable
Hot dogs and pork and bean lunchables
God Bless all my enemies
Got 2 buildings on Peters Street
3 studios and a day care
Crib in Florida don’t stay there
Just to show you where I came from
This the land of the bass drum
Grandmama was the Xan plug
Strip club got a fan club, ya dig!

[Chorus]
Black power, Black power, white powder, white powder
Black power, Black power, white powder, white powder
Black power, Black power, white powder, white powder
Black power, Black power, white powder, white powder
I been in it for some hours

T.I. – Care To Say About It lyrics

(feat. Rapsody)

[Verse 1: T.I.]
Yeah
Well
Attention to my youngins coming up in this shit
Let me tell you what you do, teachers say you ain’t shit
Hack off in her IG, get up in her email
Find something in it that’ll humble that bitch
Get a 8 ball better not fumble that bitch
Better double that shit
Make a hundred right back
It outta be illegal making money like this
If it is that what everyone says you can’t tell
Yeah
Imma have a thing for the arm and hammer
Before these niggas was even thinkin’ about Atlanta
Little Bankhead nigga off Balton Road
With a snubbed nose short like Muggsy Bogues
Don’t try one can’t take 6 of us
Plus you might get shot no fisticuffs (okay)
King in real life
Shinnin’ til my
Lights cut off and life is fucked off
Til them and Rick kept me in Miami ducked off
Somewhere on Biscayne
Ride in the Lambo
Abracadabra magic like we in Orlando
And where your bitch go
And where her pants go
Turn that around automatically mando
If her feet fucked up hanging out her sandals
On that mob shit like Marlon Brando
Smoking weed trappin’ standing under the lamp post
For real all a nigga ever done
Was come up on a bag turn around and get another one
Then how I came up on a bunch of money
And a bunch of motherfuckers tryna find a way to get it from me
Avoid the red tape proceed to rampage
Now a days these niggas be so goddamn fake
And I can’t stand things that are pretending
To hear you speak is so condensing
I say fuck that watch with your diamonds in it
Tryna turn myself into a monument
Stimulate the economy
Buy a Rolls Royce and hold your horse
Niggas talk loud but got no voice
Better fall in line and leave no choice
And I ain’t finna play about that
And that’s really all a nigga really care to say about that

[Verse 2: Rapsody]
Bust
Dedicated to all the bustas
We just bustin’
TIP
RAP
ATL to Raleigh North Carolina
But I was born and raised in Snowy Hill 252 Green County all day yeah
Where I’m from some niggas do die
Some women do bust everybody got 5
I ain’t never done street shit, just too fly
Get down, lay down, boy we’re too high
Hood divided I seen it live, seen the drugs, seen the love
All of it here for pride
Use to date a drug dealer in my past life
Drink Boons Farm smoke just to pass nights
Potential bigger than a monument
Real nigga, look up to me honestly
And my old whip, that old shit, the 95
I use to 9 to 5 with back in 99
I had a real job fool I could legally drive
Return pushin’ a kickass ride
Bustin’ rhymes, I bust around, bustin’ 9s
Y’all doin’ that y’all is wild
Tell ya child they ain’t gotta walk or run the mile
We ran the course so y’all can stop
Tip ‘em back the tip of that I tip ‘em over
He dead yeah yeah I know it
Mother fuckas should know I’m Noah
Ha ha big boat bitch uh
Look I could walk on water ah
I care to say I care bout y’all
Care bout love, care bout God
Carry the cross don’t get carried away
Over character flaws mother fuckas they don’t care bout us
Michael Jordan, Michael Jackson, Mike Tyson I punch ‘em out
Mother fucka what happened here
TIP, RAP kill it
Mother fucka back how the fuck you feelin’ ah

Dave East – Nycha lyrics

(feat. Nas)

[Verse 1: Dave East]
We livin’ life like we stars
Constantly medical come right out them drawers
Deserve a medal for surviving these scars
I’m ducking trifling broads
The gun store ain’t seen a rifle this large
Computer thugs you niggas typing too hard
We backspace and delete a nigga
Them A list parties I never see them niggas
That weed and liquor blurry your vision
You’ll never see the picture
Don’t be defensive
L told me nigga just be consistent
From Little Caesar’s splitting
Niggas change you see ‘em different
Aim for the top though
First class plane to Morocco
The change came I ain’t change
I might cop a Picasso
I’m after bags I’m eating crabs on blocks they will not go
These niggas sad
And you can smell it on me I am not broke
Roll up the nitro
Only coppin’ coke when the price low
In the Maybach told the driver follow where Artie Bike go
Learn survival before you meet your idols as far as I know
This pistol my insurance ain’t no need for calling Geico
Take you to kitchens where they actually cook
Nobody knew you then you had to get booked
Shoot at the car hit the driver
Now the passenger shook
This pack just came in from Cali
I ain’t passing this kush
Remember sitting in the court like damn I’m back in these cuffs
From having arguments with smokers I ain’t have enough dust
Early morning 50 baggies hit the Ave in a rush
We tryna get it might do credit
Just don’t ask for too much
Hundreds we touch

[Verse 2: Nas]
New York City housing authority honor me
Property of the ghetto
Choppers poppin
I should receive a medal for surviving
If you snooze sleep with your snub nose
I did receive a medal from Harvard and rose above those
Obstacle courses where cops and shots will stop you from reaching your full potential
You dreaming life will pinch you
This with no sheet of paper
No pen or pencil straight off the mental
Off the fly
Often they falsify what they been through
I’m on that old flyness
Slidin’ in Benz’s
Minding my business
My time is expensive
My dogs locked down they surviving through pictures

[Verse 3: Dave East]
I could take you to kitchens where they actually cook
Nobody knew you then you had to get booked
Shoot at the car hit the driver
Now the passenger shook
This pack just came in from Cali
I ain’t passing this kush
Remember sitting in the court like damn I’m back in these cuffs
From having arguments with smokers I ain’t have enough dust
Early morning 50 baggies hit the Ave in a rush
We tryna get it might do credit
Just don’t ask for too much
Hundreds we touch

Logic – State Of Emergency lyrics

(feat. 2 Chainz)

[Intro: 2 Chainz]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
2 Chainz

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Okay, I think these niggas is tryin’ me
The irony, I used to iron jeans that had the heavy crease
You know my destiny is somewhere over the catastrophe
You know your majesty
You don’t smoke strong, that’s muscle atrophy
That’s such a tragedy
I see murder like it’s Master P
Drug dealin’ academy, summa cum laude
I made A’s, rarely made a B
Watch 1080p, cost 80 apiece
I need 80G, verses ADD (tell ’em)
It was me versus the APD (APD)
‘Cause they know I’m ballin’ hard like the ACC (sweet)
I ride this beat like an ATV
To see me you need HDTV
Bein’ broke is like an allergy

[Verse 2: Logic]
Ballin’ with my homies now, everybody know me now
But they don’t really know me now
Yeah, this shit is real life
Haters talk shit, but deep down still wonder what it feel like
Yeah, you know I am right, I just signed a 30 million dollar deal
How that feel? Goddamn right, no, that ain’t a rapper flex
I just gotta let ’em know
That money don’t mean shit without self-respect
Built myself an empire
You can have rap, I’ma set the whole wide world on fire
RattPack, that’s a fact
How you go from Bobby Tarantino to the boom bap? It’s a trap
Bring it right back, I do it all ’cause I’m like that
You can’t put me in a box, my talent put me in the mansion
Rap without Logic, like the game with no expansion
Answer, damn I’m feelin’ handsome
I ain’t in the club throwin’ dollars, I’m at GameStop
‘Member used to sell trees on the same block
I went platinum and double platinum then triple platinum
From rappin’, I’m snappin’, I’m snappin’
They wonder what happened
They was hatin’, now they clappin’ like, “Yeah, yeah
Bobby got the Grammy this year”
Call me Nostradamus, not cocky, I’m honest, well to be honest
I spit the finest of flows, I count cash, you count hoes
You’ll never get, that’s why your shit is counterfeit
This that Reasonable Doubt shit, Jay in his prime
This a state of emergency, now sound the alarm
I’m comin’ for your neck, but first I’ma slice off the arm
Of anybody who ever try to bite the hand that fed ’em
I’m too powerful, try to double-cross me and I dead ’em
Kill ’em with kindness, you too weak like “7 x 2”
So show some respect when this muscle comes through, woo!

Lil Baby – Boss Bitch lyrics

(feat. Hoodrich Pablo Juan)

[Hook: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I got too many hoes I can’t fuck them all
Don’t know how to play but I ball
Stacking that money up make it tall
Ooh, the ice on my neck got me frost
Mama ain’t made no hoe, she made a boss
My diamonds they shine when the lights turned off
Rocking designer I’m dripping in sauce
All of my diamonds real so they cost
You know it costs to live like this
I got a bad lil boss bitch
Too many diamonds, camera glitch
Yeah I’m shining no [?]
Ain’t got to tell them they know that I’m rich
I got a sack like I run the blitz
Ice cold like I got on mitts
Ice cream I look like a lick

[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
I made a hunnid in two days, neighbour trippin’ cause I keep the door swangin’
I drop a mixtape today, they gon’ be thinking I got me a ghostwriter
AMG on the floor like a low rider
Having rich arguments my whole problem
Running money up I don’t see nobody
Buying lawyers for both of the [?]
Tennis chains on fleek, I could wear a new piece every week
Me and my diamonds all on pee, point
Ask about me [?]
Hit the bitch Curry, three-point
I can’t hit them all so I Pikachu
I don’t text ’em I just stick and move
Fresh pair of Loubs

[Hook: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I got too many hoes I can’t fuck them all
Don’t know how to play but I ball
Stacking that money up make it tall
Ooh, the ice on my neck got me frost
Mama ain’t made no hoe, she made a boss
My diamonds they shine when the lights turned off
Rocking designer I’m dripping in sauce
All of my diamonds real so they cost
You know it costs to live like this
I got a bad lil boss bitch
Too many diamonds, camera glitch
Yeah I’m shining no [?]
Ain’t got to tell them they know that I’m rich
I got a sack like I run the blitz
Ice cold like I got on mitts
Ice cream I look like a lick

[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
Forty pointers that’s a waffle cart
Ice cubes on my neck like my styrofoam
Drip, dripping like that it’s the shower on
Them ain’t real, them diamonds are rhinestones
I’m straight I got the iron now
Too many hoes bought another phone
I apologise, AP honeycomb
Shorty walking round with like three hunnid on
Baby vanilla, my rose gold match the Gucci with rose petal
Trapper of the year I need a gold medal
You know the water make the pussy get wetter
Ooh, can’t name a nigga that do it better
I got too many hoes like I’m Hugh Hefner
Different foreign bitches, I’ma put ’em together
Yeah they know I’m a trendsetter

[Hook: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I got too many hoes I can’t fuck them all
Don’t know how to play but I ball
Stacking that money up make it tall
Ooh, the ice on my neck got me frost
Mama ain’t made no hoe, she made a boss
My diamonds they shine when the lights turned off
Rocking designer I’m dripping in sauce
All of my diamonds real so they cost
You know it costs to live like this
I got a bad lil boss bitch
Too many diamonds, camera glitch
Yeah I’m shining no [?]
Ain’t got to tell them they know that I’m rich
I got a sack like I run the blitz
Ice cold like I got on mitts
Ice cream I look like a lick

Lil Baby – Fit In lyrics

[Hook]
I’m only getting in where I fit in
This is a two-seater you cannot sit in
I got a dub in the rear end
I got caught when I fucked her friend
Say I wouldn’t do it and did it again
I got some dogs who want me to win
Went to the lot and bought a new Benz
I hit the gas I’m gone with the wind
I’m only getting in where I fit in
This is a two-seater you cannot sit in
I got a dub in the rear end
I got caught when I fucked her friend
Say I wouldn’t do it and did it again
I got some dogs who want me to win
Went to the lot and bought a new Benz
I hit the gas I’m gone with the wind

[Verse 1]
I had a carbon I was fifteen
We was trying to steal and rob everything
I can’t even talk about what I seen
I’m never telling the laws a thing
Made it out alive, can’t even lie that shit was awesome nigga
Shootouts I ain’t had no bullets I had to call some niggas
Lost lil one in the middle of the summer, that shit was awful nigga
As soon as we found out some witness who tell us who did it, we gon’ off them nigga
Had to cut off a couple niggas I thought was with me, tried to cross a nigga
These niggas think they can just come and kick shit in my city, it’s gon’ cost them nigga
Jumped in the game and went got me some millions, no cap
I made a wave for us
Them bitches were fucking with me when I didn’t have no money, now they can’t wait to fuck
Every one of my lil buddies mama know we thuggin’, that’s why they pray for us
I was in the back of the back like Rosa Parks
Me and my dogs on Tec, a four or more
Grind every day like it ain’t no tomorrow
I was just broke, ain’t going back
I’ma run mines up to the max
I want the cheese, ain’t fuckin’ with rats
I wanna fuck her I give her a rack
If she don’t give me head ain’t texting her back
I’m a dog I go deep in the cat
Remember one time I ain’t had jack
I had a hunnid I bought me a pack
I took the pack and went got me a bag
It started rolling and coming in fast
I had the old heads hanging back
And I’m rich now and that’s why they mad

[Hook]
I’m only getting in where I fit in
This is a two-seater you cannot sit in
I got a dub in the rear end
I got caught when I fucked her friend
Say I wouldn’t do it and did it again
I got some dogs who want me to win
Went to the lot and bought a new Benz
I hit the gas I’m gone with the wind
I’m only getting in where I fit in
This is a two-seater you cannot sit in
I got a dub in the rear end
I got caught when I fucked her friend
Say I wouldn’t do it and did it again
I got some dogs who want me to win
Went to the lot and bought a new Benz
I hit the gas I’m gone with the wind

[Verse 2]
Putting on for the hood like I’m White Boy Marco or something
Super fast car, super bad broad, everybody know a nigga getting money
Couple homies switched up on me when I blowed up now look at them funny
I put the four on my back with no shirt on
I let the homies get bags for the low low
We sending bricks out the spot this the o-zone
I’m the man, rest in peace Shawty Lo
I take the whole gang on the road
Long way from in front of the store
They don’t wanna fly they wanna hit the road
They wanna take pistols to all of my shows
We thuggin’ in public wherever we go
I did some shit that ain’t nobody know

[Hook]
I’m only getting in where I fit in
This is a two-seater you cannot sit in
I got a dub in the rear end
I got caught when I fucked her friend
Say I wouldn’t do it and did it again
I got some dogs who want me to win
Went to the lot and bought a new Benz
I hit the gas I’m gone with the wind
I’m only getting in where I fit in
This is a two-seater you cannot sit in
I got a dub in the rear end
I got caught when I fucked her friend
Say I wouldn’t do it and did it again
I got some dogs who want me to win
Went to the lot and bought a new Benz
I hit the gas I’m gone with the wind

MaCita – RUN UP! lyrics

Oh, y’all thought I was done?
Nah, I’m just getting started
So run up! But I bet you won’t though
You know why?

Cuz y’all some..

Corny ass bitches I really can’t relate (I can’t) I know you so mad I can see it in your face
You ok? (Huh) I said bitch you ok?
You can stay mad, shit I didn’t like you anyway

This a bop, but I know you goin hate
Taking shit about my songs but you still be pressing play
You a fake (girl let’s collaborate)
Whoa, back up off my dick
You ain’t eating off my plate (No)

You can’t ride my wave (no)
Say what you goin say (hey)
I stay in my lane (Whippin whippin) everyday (ok)
No I’m not for play
But I’m feeling super great
I’m about my business
Bitches keep on making big mistakes (you do)
I’ll be racking super cake
While you staying super fake
Keep on talking this and that
But you wont say it to my face
Seems you came a lil late, I’m already getting love
Go and get ya lil friends
Tell them bitches post up

Bridge:
I see you stalking on insta
Yeah I’m poppin so I guess you wanna talk Like we friends but
Guess what?
I don’t stop I just speed up
I’m just chillin with my feet up
I see ya, I already beat cha
Gone. Lil bitches is ya ringtone
Handin L’s out, that’s the shit I been on
Let me spell it out so you never get it wrong
I’m aiming for the throne, you’re a peasant
Yeah I said it

Y’all some…

Corny ass bitches I really can’t relate, I know you so mad I can see it in your face
You ok? (Huh) I said bitch you ok?
You can stay mad, shit I didn’t like you anyway

This a bop, but I know you goin hate
Taking shit about my songs but you still be pressing play
You a fake (girl let’s collaborate)
Whoa, back up off my dick
You ain’t eating off my plate

I get the money and go (skiirt)
You hoes just don’t even know (putas)
I am so cold I’m so froze(burr)
My mission is getting the dough (get it)
You are just making me known (macita)
I’m doing things that I know (I know)
You hoes just do what your told (go!)
I’m bout to be ripping some shows (whoa)

I wrote this shit just for you
I spit this hit in the booth
They slide up say its cool (that’s cool)
But you say I use auto tune
Bitch you can go get a clue
You and your stupid lil crew
It’s bout time you run up or just shut the fuck up
And Yes bitch I’m talking bout you!

Run up!

But y’all some

Corny ass bitches

Shout out to my B’s, the realist bitches I know

Every city I go, I meet the same hoes

Macita!

Lil Baby – Life Goes On lyrics

(feat. Lil Uzi Vert & Gunna)

[Intro]
Cook that shit up, Quay

[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
Trap house, Jeep goes too fast
I don’t even wear no seatbelt (seatbelt)
Bad lil’ bitch got no breasts (no breasts)
Upgrade, now she got D-cups (D-cups)
Hop out the Range, I’m blowin’ (blowin’)
Who is Lil Baby? He goin’ in (goin’ in)
Man these old rappers gettin’ borin’ (borin’)
They be takin’ shots, I ignore them (ignore them)
Send them packs to the hood while I’m tourin’ (tourin’)
Makin’ plays out of town like I’m Jordan (scorin’)
Need to go get your ho ’cause she whorin’ (scorin’)
If her ball come my way I’ma score it (scorin’)
Lamborghini, I don’t want no Porsches (Porsches)
I’m on fire, don’t touch me, I’m torchin’ (torchin’)
Had to fix all my teeth, I went porcelain (porcelain)
Put the town on my back, I’m a [?]
One more year, I’ma make it to Forbes’ List (Forbes’ List)
They love me in the Bay like E-40 (40)
I be sittin’ exotic on Moreland (Moreland)
Ain’t no strings attached, keepin’ it cordless (cordless)
She keep callin’, but I keep ignorin’ it
Ain’t no stoppin’, I’m keepin’ it [?]
Man these niggas can’t stop me, I’m goin’ in
Man these niggas can’t stop me, I’m goin’ in

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load (‘nother load)
My main bitch tryna leave me ‘lone ’cause I fucked another ho (‘nother ho)
I’m like, “Baby, I know I’m wrong, but this just how life goes (how life goes)
And I know these niggas’d be happy if I let you go (oh no, no)”
Got me walkin’ on a thin line, on my tippy toes (tippy toes)
Man this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load (‘nother load)
My main bitch tryna leave me ‘lone ’cause I fucked another ho (‘nother ho)
I’m like, “Baby, I know I’m wrong, but this just how life goes (how life goes)
And I know these niggas’d be happy if I let you go (let you go)”
Got me walkin’ on a thin line, on my tippy toes (tippy toes)
Man this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go

[Verse 2: Gunna]
Tryna spend a whole M on some clothes (clothes)
Got a bonus, I sold out a show (show)
Gunna hot like a pot on the stove
Yellow AP on all of my hoes (hoes)
I like when that white on her toes
Picture me ridin’ around in that Rolls
I put some ice on my wrist, it was swole
I ain’t got time to lay up with you hoes (hoes)
All of these drugs in my body
I gotta pay somebody keep checkin’ my pulse
Walk in the club with no [?] money
They swing on the pole (pole)
Water on me like Dasani
I shine when it’s sunny, this Platinum in Rolls
Gunna Gunna out the streets
When I go to DC I’ma fuck with Lil Mo

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load (‘nother load)
My main bitch tryna leave me ‘lone ’cause I fucked another ho (‘nother ho)
I’m like, “Baby, I know I’m wrong, but this just how life goes (how life goes)
And I know these niggas’d be happy if I let you go (oh no, no)”
Got me walkin’ on a thin line, on my tippy toes (tippy toes)
Man this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load (‘nother load)
My main bitch tryna leave me ‘lone ’cause I fucked another ho (‘nother ho)
I’m like, “Baby, I know I’m wrong, but this just how life goes (how life goes)
And I know these niggas’d be happy if I let you go (let you go)”
Got me walkin’ on a thin line, on my tippy toes (tippy toes)
Man this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go

[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
Man this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes (yeah)
I can switch my girls up the same way that I change my clothes (okay)
Man it’s crazy, all blue backend in the envelope (let’s get it)
And you know I’m never lackin’, gotta [?] this traffic
Water, water, water on my Patek (woah), it’s automatic
I drink water when I’m fastin’ (water), you’s a has-been
They would love me in a casket, I can’t have it
Boy I’m far from average, better wait your turn, better get it right

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load (‘nother load)
My main bitch tryna leave me ‘lone ’cause I fucked another ho (‘nother ho)
I’m like, “Baby, I know I’m wrong, but this just how life goes (how life goes)
And I know these niggas’d be happy if I let you go (oh no, no)”
Got me walkin’ on a thin line, on my tippy toes (tippy toes)
Man this shit crazy, different city with some different hoes, here we go
Every time the pack get gone, I get another load (‘nother load)
My main bitch tryna leave me ‘lone ’cause I fucked another ho (‘nother ho)

[Outro: Gunna]
Tryna spend a whole M on some clothes (clothes)
Got a bonus, I sold out a show (show)
Gunna hot like a pot on the stove
Yellow AP on all of my hoes (hoes)
I like when that white on her toes
Picture me ridin’ around in that Rolls
I put some ice on my wrist, it was swole
Still ain’t got time to lay up with you hoes (hoes)

The Black Eyed Peas – RING THE ALARM Pt.1, Pt.2, Pt.3 lyrics

Pt.1
[Intro]
Wake up!

[Vesre 1: will.i.am.]
I wanna say is I’ma mothafuckin’ conscious
The whole world right now is fuckin’ bonkers
The internet is the brand new conquerer
So watch out for the motherfuckin’ monsters (yanks!)
The trolls are the [?]
Whoever controls, that daddy got the answers
They the one that got the cold to the launcher
And maybe having dinner with the folk and the mobsters
Ain’t no the cure for the cancer
Cure for the aids and they prolly kill the cancers
Put us in the cage, got us sippin’ like hamsters
Put us in the dark when I got me a lantern
Opened up my third eye, then I luminate
Really got a bird eye, you wanna elevate
No Illuminati baby, I’m god body
The rapture like blindly wakin’ up zombies
Wake up!

[Chorus: Fergie]
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Revolution time has come
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Tell the people here come the storm
Wake up
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Revolution time has come
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm

[Hook: Fergie]
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm
Wake up!

[Verse 2]
A wise mam said knowledge is king
Know that stuff and you can do anything
Know that stuff and you could shine like ring
Know that stuff and you’re the king, you’re the ring
But they don’t teach kids nothing
All they know is I’ll pass sugar into muffins
They don’t look at vision, no anti-nothing
Send them off to prison when you know they get nothing

Hittin the streets cause they always cuttin’
They teaching it, teaching him nothin’
All they do was stuffening and stuffening
Stuffening and stuffening and stuffening
Stuffening and stuffening and stuffening
Stuffening what stuffen you can use?
Sold yourself crack, that’s what you know they do
His daddy was a hustler, so we hustle too
And that’s why you see a lil’ killer in the news

It’s kinda like they got us in a trap
It’s kinda like they know how I react
I’ll be like “fuckin’ fuckin’ laboratory, I ain’t not a rat!”
I’m white, and god, body wise, it’s a fact
Wake up!

[Chorus: Fergie]
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Revolution time has come
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Tell the people here come the storm
Wake up!
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Revolution time has come
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm

[Hook: Fergie]
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm
Wake up!

[Bridge]
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake-

Pt.2
[Intro]
Wake up!
Wake up!

[Verse 3]
Eyes open, who’s watching the watches?
Clock ticking like we’re running out of options
Villains seen on White House, heroes seen in coffins
Leaders stumbled cross while we leading to our crosses
Whose police in the police, why they socking?
All eyes [?] to your color what’s the target
Folks shrining up the ship for the startup
Money over people while they reaching for that dollar
All I see is slice on the shrimp
Lenin the three but what the fuck is three?
What is the cost to let a nigga breath?
King had a dream but we all still asleep, huh
They ride a blind, but now they just a crime
The shit’s designed to keep you on the grind
Rise and shine, cause now it’s the time
We all god body if you open up your mind
Wake up

[Chorus: Fergie]
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Revolution time has come
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Tell the people here come the storm
Wake up!
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Revolution time has come
Wake up, wake up sound the alarm
Ring the alarm, ring the alarm

[Bridge]
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake-

Pt.3
[Verse 4: will.i.am.]
Ain’t nothing impossible, I tell myself
That I am possible I know that devil is
Out there and plottin’ those plan
Just stopped me and put me in hospital bed
I said “Yo, I would not be toppled, I’m down with here Susan roll with apostles, we got that big love, that love that’s colossal”
We meditate ain’t no need to get hostel
You cannot penetrate me with that hate
We got that good vibration on vibrate
Stay on and way up cause we elevate
We got that big love, the love have you wait?
Waitin’, waitin’
Gospel, the gospel

That’s the motherfuckin’ gospel
Huh, that’s the gospel
That’s the motherfuckin’ gospel
I tell them yo, the movement’s unstoppable
Pausing the flow ,that is not optional
I let him know everything solvable when you use science everything is possible
I am a fiant, I am so logical
Politicians be trippin’ the chemical
So I sit back and listen to audios, spiritual hip-hop I call that hypnotic cause, we boot up
Boy, we boot phenomenal
We [?] kill zombies and chronicals
We ain’t falling cause we ain’t dominos
A revolution is on go, go
Go, that’s the gospel

That’s the motherfuckin’ gospel
Yup, that’s the gospel
That’s the motherfuckin’ gospel

Lil Baby – Right Now lyrics

(feat. Young Thug)

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I can’t wait around for nobody, I need it right now
I might buy that car if it made the right sound
Solitare ear ring bling from a mile away
I can’t do what she want me to do, she tryna take my child away
I think my past tryna haunt me (haunt me)
What do everybody want from me? What do everybody want from me?
What do everybody want from me? (from me)
I gotta give it to ’em, if I don’t
I might go to the hood, I’ll make a song
Turn the trap spot to the studio

[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
I’m tryna make a way for my folks
Seein’ [?] I’m their only hope
I gotta get it, I ain’t got time to play
Ain’t got no time to waste
I’ve been havin’ nightmares about goin’ back to jail, so I wake up
Drankin’ all this lean, poppin’ Adderall so I can stay up
Niggas that I used to love actin’ like they’re mad ’cause I got my cake up
Ain’t gon’ never let it get to a nigga, keep on grindin’, gotta get another million
Condo on Peachtree, I paid the rent for the closet
They just wanna talk about my past, they don’t wanna accept the fact that I’m a boss
Everything I wanted, I’ma go and get it, I ain’t trippin’ ’bout a cost, yeah
Everybody want a piece of the winnings, they’re never there when you’re lost
Seen my main man try to cross me, I’m tryna pass it down to my offspring
All these hoes see me flossing, seen my first mil’, felt awesome
They can’t follow me, I lost ’em
Had to boss up, so I bossed up
Now I’m bossed up

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I can’t wait around for nobody, I need it right now
I might buy that car if it made the right sound
Solitare ear ring bling from a mile away
I can’t do what she want me to do, she tryna take my child away
I think my past tryna haunt me (haunt me)
What do everybody want from me? What do everybody want from me?
What do everybody want from me? (from me)
I gotta give it to ’em, if I don’t
I might go to the hood, I’ll make a song
Turn the trap spot to the studio

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
She gotta be piped up to feel my emphasis
She hot, yeah, she sizzlin’, but can’t love her more than the studio
Serena and Venus, yeah most of my chains tennis
So I wore it all to the studio (studio)
My baby mama got pregnant, had to buy a bitch a car to get an abortion
She just wanna see tears and sad faces on my shorty
But I can’t get mad, that’s the way it goes when you’re fortunate
Leave a million cash in the street, nigga, better not touch it (on God)
Act like they came to lay hands so their trust don’t get busted (no cap)
Straight from [?] to Hillsboro (Hillsboro)
Birds, bless the J’s on that cizzurb
Ridin’ in the Lambo that the lil’ kids say “Bingo” to
My last two years were the worst ones in my career, but I’m still rich as you
Disneyland’s where your kids go, on a private jet when I’m into you (when I’m into you)
Them lil’ bitches that be hatin’ need to pipe down (pipe down)

[Chorus: Lil Baby with Young Thug]
I can’t wait around for nobody, I need it right now
I might buy that car if it made the right sound
Solitare ear ring bling from a mile away
I can’t do what she want me to do, she tryna take my child away
I think my past tryna haunt me (haunt me)
What do everybody want from me? What do everybody want from me?
What do everybody want from me? (from me)
I gotta give it to ’em, if I don’t
I might go to the hood, I’ll make a song
Turn the trap spot to the studio

Lil Baby – Southside lyrics

[Intro]
Southside on the track, yeah
Southside
Southside
Yeah
Strapped

[Chorus]
I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
Long live Troup, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
Shout out Deezy and them loc’s who crippin’ on the Southside
I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
Yeah, I’m sellin’ coke for real
I put the “d” in dope for real
Saint Laurent on my coat for real
That Draco, that Draco
I’m with the reds in Clayco
Shoutout to Clayhead, that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood

[Verse 1]
Temp fade, new J’s
All day, catch plays
White tee, dope boy
Move that dope, boy
Trappin’ out a bando
Servin’ out a window
Tryna run our mills up
That’s what we pay the rent for
Fuck it up in the Gucci store, them M’s in
Bad bitch lookin’ like Bernice, I call her Slim Jim
I just want push start on my car
Shoutout the hood, they know I’m a god
They know we bang wherever we are
I just took these cuts on stage
Look at these VVS’s in my chain
I’m doing better, I can’t even complain
Bought it plain, then I blew out the brain
Birkin bag, make the bitch go insane
With the gang, I ain’t switchin’ the name
Paper tag, got me switchin’ these lanes
Do anything to get me some chains
These niggas be fuckin’ for fame

[Chorus]
I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
Long live Troup, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
Shout out Deezy and them loc’s who crippin’ on the Southside
I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
Yeah, I’m sellin’ coke for real
I put the “d” in dope for real
Saint Laurent on my coat for real
That Draco, that Draco
I’m with the reds in Clayco
Shoutout to Clayhead, that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood

[Verse 2]
I’m doing shit that they wishing they could
I’m the first one, brought my Wraith through the hood
They hated on me, but it’s still all good
Draco on me, and it’s still all wood
I’m on probation, they let off a fool
They on my drip, tryna see what I do
They takin’ notes, tryna study my moves
They tryna do what I do
All-Star weekend, I was gettin’ the pack in
Heard you got your shit took, nigga you lackin’
Big body Benz “beep, beep” when it back in
Real street niggas buyin’ bags with the backends
These niggas ain’t authentic, they actin’
And I ain’t get to the money, they cappin’
What happened?
I thought you was a real one?
Solitary stones in my ear, these the clear ones
These diamonds dancin’ too loud in my ear, so I don’t hear them
My homie got the stick, I got the glizzy
We don’t fear them
These niggas don’t wanna play with us
I swear that we gon’ kill them

[Chrous]
I just got some stupid dome from this hoe from the Southside
Long live Troup, my OG man, that nigga from the Southside
Shout out Deezy and them Lo’s who crippin’ on the Southside
I get bags in for the low and send them to the Southside
Yeah, I’m sellin’ coke for real
I put the “d” in dope for real
Saint Laurent on my coat for real
That Draco, that Draco
I’m with the reds in Clayco
Shoutout to Clayhead, that nigga a real one
We had them bands in the neighborhood
Strapped

Lil Baby – Throwing Shade lyrics

(feat. Gunna)

[Intro]
Cook that shit up Quay

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I’m getting paid
Cartier glasses they sit on my face
I ain’t throwin shade
I’m getting money, I ain’t in the way
I stay out the way
Free all my dogs till they get out the cage
I’m having my way
Running through hundreds and millions a day
They know how to play
Yeah I’m the one you can see on my face
A mil in my safe
Everywhere I go I keep me a K
I’m getting paid
Cartier glasses they sit on my face
I ain’t throwin shade
I’m getting money, I ain’t in the way

[Verse 1: Lil Baby]
We just be balling like Odell
I got your hoe on my coat tail
She in her feeling but oh well
We got em pants from wholesale
Running through thots in the hotel
Give em couple of hundreds for toe nails
Only time I’m crowdin (?)
They can say it was vacuum sealed with no smell
I was sitting in jail with no bail
I was sitting in prison getting no mail
My nigga switching up on me I don’t care
They got jack shit on him he won’t tell
06 Vette, ridin the fast lane (?)
Im on that red
Pourin it up with most disrespect
Forgiato on my cars now
I been fuckin round with the stars now
5 stars for my lineup
Give these nigga a chance but they time us
Switch the hustle, I did get the grind up
In the spot hundred dollars the lineup
Only big homie niggas can line us
Stickin dick in this bitch cause she fine

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I’m getting paid
Cartier glasses they sit on my face
I ain’t throwin shade
I’m getting money, I ain’t in the way
I stay out the way
Free all my dogs till they get out the cage
I’m having my way
Running through hundreds and millions a day
They know how to play
Yeah I’m the one you can see on my face
A mil in my safe
Everywhere I go I keep me a K
I’m getting paid
Cartier glasses they sit on my face
I ain’t throwin shade
I’m getting money, I ain’t in the way

[Verse 2: Gunna]
I can’t stop the money keep calling
VVS on my collar
Caught a body trying to dead (?)
Way she suck she a head doctor
Diggin in I got her legs lockin
Super trendy got Chanel stockings
I ain’t never had to fantasize
YSL we come and change the climate
Rode with twenty thousand one out of Onyx
(?)
I got shooters in the trunk right behind me
I got spots like a cheetah won’t find me
Young Gunna fell in love with these diamonds
Pressure god only rocking the finest
I done told you the crew almighty
It’s my time I gotta remind you
If you my dog I gotta ride with you
I got you dog on whatever the issue
Free my dogs out of prison I miss you
Fuck the laws and whoever against
Know the plug I don’t go through the middle
Showing love it could all be so simple
I’m a giant remember I used to be little
Getting paid, I don’t need no credentials

[Chorus: Lil Baby]
I’m getting paid
Cartier glasses they sit on my face
I ain’t throwin shade
I’m getting money, I ain’t in the way
I stay out the way
Free all my dogs till they get out the cage
I’m having my way
Running through hundreds and millions a day
They know how to play
Yeah I’m the one you can see on my face
A mil in my safe
Everywhere I got I keep me a K
I’m getting paid
Cartier glasses they sit on my face
I ain’t throwin shade
I’m getting money, I ain’t in the way

Lil Baby – Transporter lyrics

(feat. Offset of Migos)

[Intro: Quavo]
DJ Durel!

[Hook: Offset]
How you fit a quarter in a mattress
Get the brick and transport it through the [?]
Choppa longer than my arm, who want static
Diamonds got my wrist slit off the glasses
We got acres of cabbage
Surprised a nigga ride up on him on the [?]
We got Ks in the attic
Try to run off with a birdie, kill your daddy
How you fit a quarter in a mattress
Get the brick and transport it through the [?]
Choppa longer than my arm, who want static
Diamonds got my wrist slit off the glasses
We got acres of cabbage
Surprised a nigga ride up on him on the [?]
We got Ks in the attic
Try to run off with a birdie, kill your daddy

[Verse 1: Offset]
[?] having bass like a [?]
Throwing up the north that’s the hizzood
Pinky on froze that’s the blizzard
Pouring up a five that’s the sizzurp
Fuck her on the thot get rid of her
Yank on the dick that’s the
Freakazoid this a ice pup
Bentley been taken red guts
Throw that bitch away cause she a mutt
Fool hold a chopper on the clutch
I hold a couple mill you holding nuts
I’m on that Adderall the Chris Tucker rush
I need the Patek cause my dripping like the flood
Got a stash for the fire under the clutch
Niggas mad that I’m rich they got a grudge
Cool Maserati on my pinky
They think I’m ‘luminati I’m a [?]
Smoking nothing but Scotty got it reeking
Water on my neck to sink Lincoln
Feed the bitch meat kept vegan
I ain’t throwing something throwing [?]
I’ma fuck a thot without greeting it
Bye bye it was nice to meet the bitch

[Hook: Offset]
How you fit a quarter in a mattress
Get the brick and transport it through the [?]
Choppa longer than my arm, who want static
Diamonds got my wrist slit off the glasses
We got acres of cabbage
Surprised a nigga ride up on him on the [?]
We got Ks in the attic
Try to run off with a birdie, kill your daddy
How you fit a quarter in a mattress
Get the brick and transport it through the [?]
Choppa longer than my arm, who want static
Diamonds got my wrist slit off the glasses
We got acres of cabbage
Surprised a nigga ride up on him on the [?]
We got Ks in the attic
Try to run off with a birdie, kill your daddy

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
I done made the Forbes list last year
Made a mill I’m a dog like Shaggy
Blew up fast out the trenches
Call me 21 Savage
Diamond hitting hard move back they’ll jab you
Trapping overseas got too big for the Saks Fifth
Green Lamborghini on the way it’s the fast one
Got the bitch from Offset, Takeoff then I passed her
I believe in Jesus fear of God on my jacket
Catch them down bad we gon’ smash we gon’ [?] ’em
He give me the cash then I’m going out the back door
Word is I’m the one that’s still trapping out the bando
Flew this bitch in from LA for a day then I nut on her face, now she gone by the way
Ain’t got too much to say don’t do pillow talking
Got some killers with me, they came from Milwaukee
And my neck on the flood like I’m from New Orleans
Drop the dope in the pot hope it take to water
Praying hoping Jose make it from the border
I’m your son-in-law, [?] and fucked your daughter
I’m the head of my army got my troops in order
Got a million put up if I need a lawyer
Louis man-bag and it hold a quarter
Nigga get the fuck back ain’t got nothing for you

[Hook: Offset]
How you fit a quarter in a mattress
Get the brick and transport it through the [?]
Choppa longer than my arm, who want static
Diamonds got my wrist slit off the glasses
We got acres of cabbage
Surprised a nigga ride up on him on the [?]
We got Ks in the attic
Try to run off with a birdie, kill your daddy
How you fit a quarter in a mattress
Get the brick and transport it through the [?]
Choppa longer than my arm, who want static
Diamonds got my wrist slit off the glasses
We got acres of cabbage
Surprised a nigga ride up on him on the [?]
We got Ks in the attic
Try to run off with a birdie, kill your daddy

YUNGBLUD – Falling Skies lyrics

(feat. Charlotte Lawrence)

(13 Reasons Why Season 2 Soundtrack)

[Chorus: Charlotte Lawrence]
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go

[Verse 1: YUNGBLUD]
I don’t wanna die
But I don’t wanna cry lightning
I don’t wanna poke a needle in me to feel things
I don’t wanna be a [?] liability
But I don’t wanna fight
I have never seen the person you are perceiving
But I don’t wanna be alone when I start breathing
We are in the middle, an apocalyptic disaster
So, tell me, what does it matter?
Tell me, what does it matter?
You’re gonna roll the world up and smoke it all
With you people sitting in a pack of [?]
Yeah, no-one knows we’re comatose, right now you are my only hope
Fuck the hype, the life, the world we know
It’s only you and me, all the doors are closed
So, hold me close, don’t let me go
Let’s smoke a cigarette before the world explodes

[Chorus: Charlotte Lawrence & YUNGBLUD]
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go

[Verse 2: YUNGBLUD]
Dying by your side, what heavenly way to die
Guess that guy’s line was right, that he never thought he’d see real life
We are in the middle of a fucked up, crazy design
So stand by my side
Yeah, stand by my side
You’re gonna roll the world up and smoke till late
Like the planet is a gram and a Mary Jane
To commemorate, just space you wait, while they’re hitting the red button like a video game
[?] never true, but we know it
That they’re about to go blow it
Yeah, there’s no way to control it
So, we might as well be holding each other

[Chorus: Charlotte Lawrence & YUNGBLUD]
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go (Don’t let me go)
Don’t let me go
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go (Don’t let me go)
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go (Don’t let me go)

[Post-Chorus: Charlotte Lawrence & YUNGBLUD]
Don’t let me go-go-go-go-go-go
Don’t let me go-go-go-go (go-go-go-go-go)
Don’t let me go-go-go-go-go-go (go-go-go-go-go)
Don’t let me go-go-go-go (go-go-go-go-go)

[Chorus: Charlotte Lawrence & YUNGBLUD]
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go (Don’t let me go)
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go-go-go-go-go-go
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go-go-go-go-go-go
Even though the sky is falling down
Don’t let me go-go-go-go-go-go
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go
Don’t let me go-go-go-go-go-go
Don’t let me go

Lord Huron – The Night We Met (13 Reasons Why Season 2 Version) lyrics

(feat. Phoebe Bridgers)

(13 Reasons Why Season 2 Soundtrack)

[Verse 1: Ben Schneider & Phoebe Bridgers]
I am not the only traveler
Who has not repaid his debt
I’ve been searching for a trail to follow again
Take me back to the night we met

[Verse 2: Ben Schneider & Phoebe Bridgers]
And then I can tell myself
What the hell I’m supposed to do
And then I can tell myself
Not to ride along with you

[Chorus: Ben Schneider & Phoebe Bridgers]
I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
I don’t know what I’m supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Take me back to the night we met

[Verse 2: Phoebe Bridgers]
When the night was full of terrors
And your eyes were filled with tears
When you had not touched me yet
Oh, take me back to the night we met

[Chorus: Ben Schneider & Phoebe Bridgers]
I had all and then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
I don’t know what I’m supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Take me back to the night we met

Leon Else – My Kind Of Love lyrics

(13 Reasons Why Season 2 Soundtrack)

[Verse 1]
She thinks I’ve got a heart of stone
Because I left her all alone, lonely tonight
She thinks I’m gonna break her heart
I tell that I’m not, but maybe she’s right

[Pre-Chorus]
And I know I can’t hold you like he does
I don’t have those emotions in me
And it’s true I can’t love you like he does

[Chorus]
But it’s my kind of love
I’ll show you love, show you love, show you love
I’ll show you love, show you love, show you love
I’ll show you love, show you love, show you love
My kind of love
I’ll show you love, show you love, show you love
I’ll show you love, show you love, show you love
I’ll show you love, show you love, show you love
My kind of love

[Vesre 2]
She thinks I’m just an animal
She thinks I’ve told these thing we had thing to define
She tells me that I will lie alone
I tell her I won’t but maybe she’s right

[Pre-Chorus]
And I know I can’t hold you like he does
I don’t have those emotions in me
And it’s true I can’t love you like he does

[Chorus]
But it’s my kind of love
I’ll show you love, show you love, show you love
I’ll show you love, show you love, show you love
I’ll show you love, show you love, show you love
My kind of love
I’ll show you love, show you love, show you love
I’ll show you love, show you love, show you love
I’ll show you love, show you love, show you love

[Refrain]
My kind of love, my kind of love, my kind of love
It’s taken over as the darker lows
My kind of love, my kind of love, my kind of love
It’s taken over as the darker lows

[Pre-Chorus]
And I know I can’t hold you like he does
I don’t have those emotions in me
And it’s true I can’t love you like he does

[Chorus]
But it’s my kind of love
I’ll show you love, show you love, show you love
I’ll show you love, show you love, show you love
I’ll show you love, show you love, show you love
My kind of love
I’ll show you love, show you love, show you love
I’ll show you love, show you love, show you love
I’ll show you love, show you love, show you love

[Refrain]
My kind of love, my kind of love, my kind of love
It’s taken over as the darker lows
My kind of love, my kind of love, my kind of love
It’s taken over as the darker lows
My kind of love
It’s taken over as the darker lows
My kind of love, my kind of love, my kind of love
It’s taken over as the darker lows
My kind of love, my kind of love, my kind of love
Love

NAV – Over lyrics

[Bridge]
Ain’t shit that you could tell me
Say your daddy got money, she gon’ pay for the Telly
Started to catch feelings now
Cause I only check for you when a nigga feeling empty
Say she wanna ride for a nigga
She’ll die for a nigga
Yeah I know she will, I know she will
Gotta keep it on the low shawty
Yeah you know the deal, you know the deal

[Hook]
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over

[Verse 1]
I told Trouble Trouble he gotta cover for me
Cause my girl moving like an undercover on me
If her friend say she see me with an ex girl
Then her friend probably see me with an ex girl
She ring my phone down, tell me where you at
I’m a Scorpio, I’m killing bitches like a Zodiac
These other bitches say they love me
I’ont love em back, I only love you shawty
Like tell me what you wanna do shawty
And if we split up then we both gon’ lose shawty
I need you and I just want these hoes for they body
These bitches come and go but you always stay down shawty
She like a pistol yeah I need her by my side
Clip fully loaded and she always down to ride
She gon’ pay the bail if I ever catch a case
That’s why I had to put my side chick in her place

[Bridge]
Ain’t shit that you could tell me
Say your daddy got money, she gon’ pay for the Telly
No starting to catch feelings now
Cause I only check for you when a nigga feeling empty
Say she wanna ride for a nigga
She’ll die for a nigga
Yeah I know she will, I know she will
Gotta keep it on the low shawty
Yeah you know the deal, you know the deal

[Hook]
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over
If my girl find out then it’s over

Anderson .Paak – Bubblin’ lyrics

Look at you go
Okay you bubblin’
Look at you go
Okay you bubblin’

One in the hand
One in the bag
Bubblin’
Look at the cash
Look at the cash
Comin’ in
Come get your man
This lil’ nigga buggin’ me
Just need a bag
Quit all that jaw-jackery
Don’t need to pass me that
I don’t want none of it (yeah)
These niggas mad about it
Had enough of it, whoa
Watch what you’re sayin’
All that poppin’ ‘n shakin’
Got me hot as a laser
My posse deep in our rating
We act a fool for the paper
Had a dream and I made it
El Camino on Dayton’s
Bitch it’s Guess over Bape
Put the bread on me bitch
Bitch you bet Imma bake it
Think you flatter than bacon
I might just roll out today
I might just roll out to Vegas
Head back to my old ways
Pop the roof from the Asia
Hoes and do blow all day

Look at me baby
Look at me baby
Don’t I look like a million
I’m ’bout to clean out the safe

Dont I look like somebody that just be bodyin’ everything
All that talkin is great but now don’t be talkin’ now air it out
All the problems have gotten easy to bury
I’d rather drown in them in Hendrick’s
I’d rather kiss all my mary (????)

I been broker way longer than I been rich so until it levels out
Imma take your mama to the Marriott and wear it out
Took me so long to get it
Gonna spread it out
Let ’em know all about it when I’m dead and gone

[Hook]
One in the hand
One in the bag
Bubblin’ (look at you go)
One in the hand
One in the bag
Bubblin’ (look at you go)
Look at the cash
Look at the cash
Bubblin’ (okay you bubblin’)
Look at the cash (look)
Bubblin’ (go)

One in the hand (look)
One in the hand (go)
One in the hand
One in the bag
Bubblin’ (look at you go)
Look at the cash
Look at the cash
Bubblin’ (okay you bubblin’)
Look at the cash (look)
Bubblin’

[Verse 2]
Imma need all the fries you can give me
All the hot sauce, all the pie you can give me
Better be all in that, you don’t have me in the middle
You better be all you can, get high in a minute
Superfly for the Dumbos
[?] like a shuffle
Hit the cadence with my young bitch
Isaac Hayes, Billy Ocean
But the ol’ hoe with the cane stick
Left my slippers at the function
It’s hard to run in Gucci slides
She got that she say you didn’t have a husband
Imma stand no cuckold
Jackie Chan no travel
Can’t kill me with a beat
Blood drippin’ from the cutthroats
No Lord, not me, I can never be the one you wanna stunt for
Money money that machine
Guns spray the Ferragamo store
R.I.P. the times that I was broke
Actin’ like the 9-11 folks
Mad back, lick it clean
Dead prisoners in an envelope
Cookin up [?] waitin for the antidote
Runnin’ outta town
Patience thinner than a pantyhose

[Hook]
One in the hand
One in the bag
Bubblin’ (look at you go)
One in the hand
One in the bag
Bubblin’ (look at you go)
Look at the cash
Look at the cash
Bubblin’ (okay you bubblin’)
Look at the cash (look)
Bubblin’ (go)

One in the hand (look)
One in the hand (go)
One in the hand
One in the bag
Bubblin’ (look at you go)
Look at the cash
Look at the cash
Bubblin’ (okay you bubblin’)
Look at the cash (look)
Bubblin’

Sam Spiegel – 20 Below lyrics

(feat. Anderson .Paak & Doja Cat)

[NOT FULL]

Doja Cat:
Higher than Himalayas
I’m tryna hear what you’re saying
The mind is nearly breaking
I’ve been quite insatiable

NAV – Brown Boy lyrics

She never met a brown boy hang with all the killers
She met a lot of brown boys and she say i’m the realest

[Hook] (x2)
She never met a brown boy hang with all the killers
She met a lot of brown boys and she say i’m the realest
Our pockets full of brown boy tell me what’s the business

[Verse 1]
I’m not the type of brown boy you take home to your daddy
I’m the type you call when you wanna smoke a fatty
I’m the type that got the killers on speed dial
If you diss me in the mall i’m shuttin’ shit down
I’m about to steal another brown boy’s bitch now
I’m leavin’ from the Rex and i’m going to B-Town
It’s like i’m born in Texas the way i’m drinkin’ lean now
She think i’m crazy pop a molly i can’t sit down
All of the bitches who diss me you ain’t doin’ shit now
All of the niggas who ridin’ man they turn to snitch now
All of my niggas they killers they won’t pass on a lick
We never fold, never throwed, don’t fight over a bitch
And if you diss me on the road they might empty the clip
Just like future fuck around you tryna dodge bullets
You say they wanna rob me tell them try to pull it
I show your bitch the D and she know where to put it

[Hook] (x4)
She never met a brown boy hang with all the killers
She met a lot of brown boys and she say i’m the realest
Our pockets full of brown boy tell me what’s the business

[Verse 2]
Say she scared i’m gonna change when i get money
Say she scared and she don’t like who i’m becoming
Shawty movin’ insecure and it’s a turn off
Rollin’ up i gotta lot of stress to burn off
There’s not a lot of OG’s that i can learn off
They’re tryna help but really wishin’ i would fall off

(I’m leaving from the Rexs and I’m going to B-Town) (x2)

[Hook] (x2)
She never met a brown boy hang with all the killers
She met a lot of brown boys and she say i’m the realest
Our pockets full of brown boy tell me that’s the business

Body Count – All Love Is Lost lyrics

(feat. Max Cavalera of Soulfly)

[Ice-T:]
I thought you were my friend. I gave you my trust. I would’ve died for you
Then the second I turn my back, you fuck me over?
All love is lost!

Now you have the nerve to tell me you’re sorry?
All love is lost!
You’ve got to be out of your motherfucking mind!
All love is lost!
You never loved me, you never fucking did!
All love is lost!
Once you betrayed me that is the fucking end!
All love is lost!

I don’t give a fuck ’bout what you do with your life
I don’t give a fuck ’bout what you do with your life
I don’t give a fuck ’bout what you do with your life
I don’t give a fuck ’bout what you do with your life

I don’t give a fuck about you, you can fucking die
I couldn’t fucking care less when you fucking cry
My heart’s so cold, you left a broken soul
You destroyed everything I thought was true
And now you talk shit cause I don’t give a fuck
And now I’m long gone, focus on you
I don’t care where you are, don’t care what you do
You say you hate me? Cool, I fucking hate you
(Hate you!)

All love is lost!
All love is lost!
You never loved me, you never fucking did!
All love is lost!
Once you betrayed me that is the fucking end!
All love is lost!

You see you the kind of motherfucker with no honour
The kind of motherfucker with no loyalty
Motherfucker you can’t trust
Cross me, and then you want another chance?

One strike and I don’t care about your fucking life
You’re not no friend to me, you’re fucking dead to me
Don’t give a fuck about the shit that you was going through
You did some shit to me that I could never do to you
‘Cuase I’m not no fake champ, I’m not no punk bitch
You’re lucky I ain’t put your ass in some dark ditch
And now you want some type of sympathy from me now?
If you were stabbed on the floor I’d watch you bleed out

[Max Cavalera:]
H – is for the Hell I unleash
A – arise the Apocalypse
T – I am your Terror
E – destroy the Enemy

[Ice-T:]
People say I’m cold-hearted
Why?
Cause you fucked over me?
Cause you broke every promise to me?
Because you said you were my friend and then you stabbed me in my motherfucking…

All love is lost!
All love is lost!
All love is lost!
You never loved me, you never fucking did!
All love is lost!
Once you betrayed me that is the fucking end!
All love is lost!

N.E.R.D – Sandy Squirrell lyrics

(The SpongeBob Movie: Sponge Out Of Water Soundtrack)

[Chorus: Pharrell]
Sandy Squirrel
Life’s the ocean, and you’re my world
Or the oyster and you’re my pearl
You’re the only one that’s for me
I’m sorry Mr. Krabs
Yes I know the daughter you have
But come on man you can’t be mad
I gotta squirrel livin’ in the sea
Sandy Squirrel
Life’s the ocean, and you’re my world
Or the oyster and you’re my pearl
You’re the only one that’s for me
I’m sorry Mr. Krabs
Yes I know the daughter you have
But come on man you can’t be mad
I gotta squirrel livin’ in the sea

[Verse 1]
You medicine girl, a medicine girl
You’re so heavily in a Hell of a world
You make my mind shine like a head of a pearl
And strut through my thoughts like straight of the curls
And why why why do I feel like cryin’
Every time you leave I swim right down
I wanna call, text but I ain’t no time
I know I never want it but I feel like cryin’

[Chorus]
Sandy Squirrel
Life’s the ocean, and you’re my world
Or the oyster and you’re my pearl
You’re the only one that’s for me
I’m sorry Mr. Krabs
Yes I know the daughter you have
But come on man you can’t be mad
I gotta squirrel livin’ in the sea
Sandy Squirrel
Life’s the ocean, and you’re my world
Or the oyster and you’re my pearl
You’re the only one that’s for me
I’m sorry Mr. Krabs
Yes I know the daughter you have
But come on man you can’t be mad
I gotta squirrel livin’ in the sea

[Verse 2]
Wear the cowboy hat and that’s so [?]
Like FlogGnaw, andthat’s so dope
And I think they won’t stop and that won’t go
It’s like bass droppin’ and it won’t blow
Out your window and out your car
A couple lay ways and some stringed Guitars
Gotta love picture’s in an Ice cream Bar
Can this verse be shortened please? Aha

[Chorus]
Sandy Squirrel
Life’s the ocean, and you’re my world
Or the oyster and you’re my pearl
You’re the only one that’s for me
I’m sorry Mr. Krabs
Yes I know the daughter you have
But come on man you can’t be mad
I gotta squirrel livin’ in the sea
Sandy Squirrel
Life’s the ocean, and you’re my world
Or the oyster and you’re my pearl
You’re the only one that’s for me
I’m sorry Mr. Krabs
Yes I know the daughter you have
But come on man you can’t be mad
I gotta squirrel livin’ in the sea
Aha

N.E.R.D – Squeeze Me lyrics

(The SpongeBob Movie: Sponge Out Of Water Soundtrack)

Yeah, here we go now
Yeah, here we go now

Play with us before we melt
Errybody enjoy yourself
The best part is the middle of me
I’m your sponge, baby go on and squeeze

I’m better than pillows, won’t you believe me!
Squeeze me,
Squeeze me till I pop
Squeeze me till you drop

Yeah, here we go now
Yeah, here we go now

Play together before we melt
Errybody enjoy yourself
The best part is the middle of me
I’m your sponge, baby go on and squeeze

I’m like cute aggression, won’t you believe me!
Squeeze me!

Squeeze me till I pop
Squeeze me till you drop
Yeah, here we go now
Yeah, here we go now

Dang, dang, diggy dang
Everybody in the rain
Tell me shine like a chain
Wipe it up like a stain
Uppercut, yup again
A double dutch with Lil Wayne
Do it till you vomit again
The job done now

So refreshing, won’t you believe me!
Squeeze me!

Squeeze me till I pop
Squeeze me till you drop
Yeah, here we go now
Yeah, here we go now

Oh, how are you now
Come again with the hot smile
Hydro glow style
Jellyfish with the hot gals
Adidas let me go far out
So you could be the superstar now
Get a big head that’s round
Mrs Puff style

Better than your teddy bear, won’t you believe me!
Squeeze me!

Squeeze me till I pop
Squeeze me till you drop
Yeah, here we go now
Yeah, here we go now

N.E.R.D – Patrick Star lyrics

(The SpongeBob Movie: Sponge Out Of Water Soundtrack)

[Verse 1: Pharrell Williams]
I too would have envied
If I lived above the water
I don’t blame the sky for
Being so blue!
If you don’t believe me
Just go and ask the humans
When they’re down there swimming
With everything to do!

[Pre-Chorus: Pharrell Williams (Shay Haley)]
Look at who the smart guy is now (And what are you?)
Spongebob, and it’s not you!
Look at who the smart guy is now (And what are you?)
And Sandy Squirrel, it’s not you!
Look at the smart guy is now (And what are you?)
Hey booga-boo-hoo!
Look at who the smart guy is now (And what are you?)
Krabby Patties will be cooked by who?

[Chorus]
And it goes eata-eata-edeo
It’s creeping in your head and so
It’s brainwashing the radio
That Patrick Star is king
Eata-eata-edeo
That rhymes with Spaghetti-O’s
He’s the king of
Bi-ki-ni Bottom

[Verse 2: Pharrell Williams]
I too would have envied
If I lived above the water
I guess that is why they-
Why they pollute!
To me that’s a silly
Stupid concept when they
Wanna get away-
They wanna take a cruise!

[Pre-Chorus: Pharrell Williams (Shay Haley)]
Look at who the smart guy is now (And what are you?)
Spongebob, and it’s not you!
Look at who the smart guy is now (And what are you?)
And Sandy Squirrel, it’s not you!
Look at the smart guy is now (And what are you?)
Hey booga-boo-hoo!
Look at who the smart guy is now (And what are you?)
Krabby Patties will be cooked by who?

[Chorus]
And it goes eata-eata-edeo
It’s creeping in your head and so
It’s brainwashing the radio
That Patrick Star is king
Eata-eata-edeo
That rhymes with Spaghetti-O’s
He’s the king of
Bi-ki-ni Bottom