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Leon Bridges – Shine lyrics

[Verse]
Lord, don’t remember my sins
My sins from my youth
Don’t remember my sins
And father, please elude my transgressions
Let them blow in the wind like sand
Cause all of my deeds, you know them

[Chorus]
Use me as your vessel
I want to shine like the candle
Shine like the burning candle in the room

[Verse]
Lord, don’t remember, ooh, don’t remember
And father, please elude my transgressions
Let them blow in the wind like sand
Cause all of my deeds, you know them

[Chorus]
Use me as your vessel
I want to shine (shine) like the candle
Shine like the burning candle in the room
Don’t remember me as a carnal man walking
I don’t wanna be like the Israel children

[Outro]
Lord, don’t remember, ooh, don’t remember
My sins from my youth

Leon Bridges – Smooth Sailin’ lyrics

[Verse]
Over the horizon
She’s smooth sailin’
These concrete seas
Now she’s headed
East down the boule – the vard

[Hook]
Sugar
Said I like the way (like the way)
Said I like the way (like the way)
You sail your ship down
Let me be your cargo

I won’t wear you down
No honey I won’t
Wear you down

[Instrumental]

[Verse]
I don’t really know
Her destination
But I got a feeling I
Get to be your passenger
Sugar let me be your passenger

[Hook]
Sugar
Said I like the way (like the way)
Said I like the way (like the way)
You sail your ship down
Let me be your cargo

I won’t wear you down
No honey I won’t
Wear you down

[Chorus]
She’s smooth
Smooth sailin’ (Smooth sailin’ yeah)
She’s smooth
Smooth, darling

[Instrumental]

[Verse]
Sweet pretty baby
Won’t you be my lady, oh
Sweet Honey, darling
You know I’m calling
I want you

[Hook]
Sugar
Said I like the way (like the way)
Said I like the way (like the way)
You sail your ship down
Let me be your cargo

I won’t wear you down
No honey I won’t
Wear you down

[Chorus]
She’s smooth
Smooth sailin’ (Smooth sailin’ yeah)
She’s smooth
Smooth, darling

[Verse]
Sweet pretty baby
Won’t you be my lady, oh
Sweet Honey, darling
You know I’m calling
I want you

[Hook]
Sugar
Said I like the way (like the way)
Said I like the way (like the way)
You sail your ship down
Let me be your cargo

I won’t wear you down
No honey I won’t

Wear you down

Leon Bridges – There She Goes lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hmm there she goes uh huh
She moving fast
Like a train
Somebody say babe
Where you going baby
She ran out of patience
Fed up with my lies uh huh
Now she’s leaving with no luggage
And a broken heart to the train station
I want her to know
If she come back home I’ll be waiting

[Chorus]
There she goes (there she goes)
There she goes (there she goes)
There she goes
There she goes
There she goes
[?]
There she goes
There she goes

[Verse 2]
While I was sleeping
She slipped out the back door uh huh
Didn’t even even bother
Bother to leave a note uh huh
I want her to know
If she come back home I’ll be waiting now

[Chorus]
There she goes (there she goes)
There she goes (there she goes)
There she goes
There she goes
There she goes
[?]
There she goes
There she goes

[Verse 3]
Sent ten white letters
In the mail on the fly uh huh
To my baby
Spent ten months still no reply uh huh
I want her to know
If she come back home I’ll be waiting now

[Chorus]
There she goes (there she goes)
There she goes (there she goes)
There she goes
There she goes
There she goes
[?]
There she goes
There she goes

[Bridge]
There’s no way to change her mind
She’s rolling (rolling) uh
Down onto the next town
She going

[Chorus]
There she goes (there she goes)
There she goes (there she goes)
There she goes
There she goes
There she goes
[?]
There she goes
There she goes
There she goes

Leon Bridges – You Don’t Know lyrics

[Verse 1]
You don’t know, the things that you do to me
Time moves slower, when I’m in your galaxy

[Post-Verse]
Stop thinkin’ it over, you might change your mind
Pull you little closer, one step at a time
Hangin’ on your words, I don’t care if they’re lies

[Chorus]
You don’t know that you got me feeling like
Oh baby, ah baby, oh baby
Ohh ya got me feeling like
Oh baby, ah baby, oh baby
Ohh ya got me feeling like

[Verse 2]
You don’t know but it’s right in front of me
You ain’t got to play it cool baby
Find that fire set it free

[Post-Verse]
Stop thinkin’ it over, you might change your mind
Pull you little closer, one step at a time
Hangin’ on your words, I don’t care if they’re lies

[Chorus]
You don’t know that you got me feeling like
Oh baby, ah baby, oh baby
Ohh ya got me feeling like
Oh baby, ah baby, oh baby
Ohh ya got me feeling like

[Bridge]
Any time, any place, anywhere, you wake up
Any time, any place, anywhere, you wake up
Any time, any place, anywhere, you wake up
Any time, any place, anywhere, you wake up

[Chorus]
You don’t know that you got me feeling like
Oh baby, ah baby, oh baby
Ohh ya got me feeling like
Oh baby, ah baby, oh baby
Ohh ya got me feeling like

[Outro]
Can you tell me when you give to me
Can you tell me when you give to me
Can you tell me when you give to me
Can you tell me when you give to me
Can you tell me when you give to me
Can you tell me when you give to me
Can you tell me when you give to me
Can you tell me when you give to me

Leon Bridges – Bad Bad News lyrics

Ain’t got no riches, ain’t got no money that runs long
But I got a heart that’s strong and a love that’s tall
Ain’t got no name, ain’t got no fancy education
But I can see right through, a powdered face on a painted fool
Let me slip through (Let me slip through)
Why you tryna hold me back? (I ain’t)
I’m just tryna move up front
Lil more of this, lil less of that (Can you feel me?)
Let me come through (Let me come through)
I’m tired being in the back (Aight)
I’m just tryna move up front
A lil more of this, a lil less of that, yeah

They tell me I was born to lose
But I made a good good thing out of bad bad news

I don’t worry, don’t worry, don’t worry about people in my face
I hit ‘em with the style and grace, and watch their ankles break
I know you wish, I know you wish I would fade away
But I got more to say, Lord they pray
Let me slip through (Let me slip through)
Why you tryna hold me back? (I ain’t)
I’m just tryna move up front
Lil more of this, lil less of that (Can you feel me?)
Let me come through (Let me come through)
I’m tired being in the back (Aight)
I’m just trynna move up front
A lil more of this, a lil less of that, yeah
They tell me I was born to lose
But I made a good good thing out of bad bad news

Alright alright, all day all night
Alright alright, all day all night
Alright alright, all day all night
Alright alright, all day all night
They tell me I was born to lose
But I made a good good thing out of bad bad news

Leon Bridges – Bet Ain’t Worth The Hand lyrics

[Intro]
I better slow down
‘Cause I keep keep trippin’ on words I don’t wanna say
Just tell me right now
‘Cause I keep keep seein’ the signs you want me to stay

[Verse 1]
I can’t commit, I can’t make plans
Sometimes the bet ain’t worth the hand
I think you’re special, it makes me sad
Don’t wanna wonder what we could’ve had
And I hope you understand

[Chorus]
Don’t get your feelings broken for nothin’
Maybe I’m leavin’
Leavin’ here with nothin’
I might regret that I can’t be your man
Sometimes the bet isn’t worth the hand
And I can’t keep lettin’ this wave carry me away
So tell me right now
‘Cause I keep keep seein’ the signs you want me to stay

[Verse 2]
I got it bad
I think you know
You’re everything, you’re beautiful
But my life is fast, can’t make it slow
We’re here right now
Kiss me before I go, but you got to let me go

[Chorus]
Don’t get your feelings broken for nothin’
Maybe I’m leavin’
Leavin’ here with nothin’
I might regret that I can’t be your man
Sometimes the bet isn’t worth the hand
(I been hurt before, don’t wanna hurt no more)
Sometimes the bet isn’t worth the hand
I gotta let ya know girl
I can’t let it go any longer
Sometimes it ain’t worth the hand

Leon Bridges – Forgive You lyrics

[Verse 1]
Did I not love enough to keep your attention on and on?
Am I the stupid one for doing everything that I did for us?

[Pre-Chorus]
I put a pillow under your hair
Gave you tender loving my care
And I didn’t make it a thing, ya mama didn’t know that I was there
I tried to swallow my pride
When you left me lonely outside
And I didn’t know you would never show, you’re so comfortable with white lies
Looking like a fool what else could I do after all we’ve been through it still hurts

[Chorus 1]
But I forgive you though my friends tell me not to
I forgive you even when it’s so hard to

[Verse 2]
When we are good we’re great
But I couldn’t keep on carrying on this way
Won’t ever be the same
But I’d rather know you’re better off than when you left us

[Pre-Chorus]
I put a pillow under your hair
Gave you tender loving my care
And I didn’t make it a thing, ya mama didn’t know that I was there
I tried to swallow my pride
When you left me lonely outside
And I didn’t know you would never show, you’re so comfortable with white lies
Looking like a fool what else could I do after all we’ve been through it still hurts

[Chorus 2]
But I forgive you though my friends tell me not to
I forgive you even when it’s so hard to
Maybe we can get together someday
But I want you to know we’re okay, we’re okay
But I want you to know we’re okay, we’re okay

[Chorus 2]
I forgive you though my friends tell me not to
I forgive you even when it’s so hard to
I had to, yeah
Maybe we can get together someday
But I want you to know we’re okay, we’re okay
But I want you to know we’re okay, we’re okay

Leon Bridges – Georgia To Texas lyrics

[Verse 1]
504 black girl carried me
In her womb to the land of the peach
Her birthing pains brought me low
But she held me high on Peachtree road
Got my mother’s eyes and my father’s nose
Also got brother’s hand-me-down clothes
We had no green but the love was strong
It was all we’d need to get us along, get us along

[Verse 2]
Left ATL for the Texas way
We drove 20 East in my daddy’s ’88
I learned in school I didn’t measure up
I fell short of what true blackness was
Mama taught the righteous way
I set down that path but went astray
Paid for love on a crescent moon
In that Oklahoma motel room
Kyree taught me chords to strum
They got me through when I felt numb

[Outro]
504 black girl
504 black girl carried me
504 black girl, black girl
504 black girl carried me
504 black girl carried me
504 black girl carried me

Leon Bridges – If It Feels Good (Then It Must Be) lyrics

[Verse 1]
Live from the funk
It’s hotter than Texas
Right from the jump
You got my attention
You give me that stuff
And it’s such a blessing
You and I in the light
Alone in this heaven

[Pre-Chorus]
Aww baby, aww, aww baby
Say you will, say you might
If this is wrong then nothing’s right
Aww baby, aww, aww baby
See yourself like I do
Oh tonight looks good on you

[Chorus]
Hey, mysterious
We don’t have to act so seriously
Like nobody’s watching, only us
Baby if it feels good, then it must be, bad how much I want you
Baby if it feels good, then it must be, bad how much I want you

[Verse 2]
More than I choose to I’m falling in love
And love I ain’t used to
You give me that stuff
No I can’t refuse you
You and I in the light, it’s alright

[Pre-Chorus]
Aww baby, aww, aww baby
Say you will, say you might
If this is wrong then nothing’s right
Aww baby, aww, aww baby
See yourself like I do
Oh tonight looks good on you

[Chorus]
Hey, mysterious
We don’t have to act so seriously
Like nobody’s watching, only us
Baby if it feels good, then it must be, bad how much I want you
Baby if it feels good, then it must be, bad how much I want you

[Bridge]
Want you bad
More than bad
Want you bad
Want you bad
More than bad
So rock with me, girl
Oh, rock with me, girl

[Chorus]
Hey, mysterious
We don’t have to act so seriously
Like nobody’s watching, only us
Baby if it feels good, then it must be, bad how much I want you
Baby if it feels good, then it must be, bad how much I want you
Baby if it feels good, then it must be, yeah

Leon Bridges – Lions lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hungry is my state of mind
Bad love left me high and dry
World is getting hotter
Lead me to the water
You know I need some

[Chorus]
Ah ah would you kill for your own that’s how I feel in my bones
Aye la la lions goin rah rah
And you pray you’re not prey
Everyday, everyday yeah
I can’t see the world that you want me to see
I won’t be the man that you want me to be

[Verse 2]
Darkness creepin’ late at night
Knows just how to talk to me when I’m tired
Feedin’ on my weakness
Planted in the season when I was so young

[Chorus]
Would you kill for your own that’s how I feel in my bones
Aye la la lions goin rah rah
And you pray you’re not prey
Everyday, everyday yeah
I can’t see the world that you want me to see
I won’t be the man that you want me to be

[Outro]
I won’t let the devil get over
But when the water’s boiled up and the pot starts to burn you start to understand the man
Oooh, yeah

Leon Bridges – Mrs. lyrics

[Verse 1]
I tried to let go we end up on the floor
And you try to leave when I need you the most
Sometimes I wonder what we holding on for
Then you climb on top of me and I remember

[Verse 2]
You know that I think you the love of my life
But lovin’ and hatin’ is such a fine line
Sometimes I wonder why I went knockin’ on ya door
Then you climb on top of me and I remember

[Pre-Chorus]
I remember how it felt the first few times
Skin-to-skin before you knew how to get under mine
If we get it, get it right we’ll be together for life
‘Cause it only feels good after a good, good fight

[Chorus]
Mrs., Mrs., when we talk like
Mrs., Mrs., when we love
Mrs., Mrs., when we’re touching
Mrs., Mrs., and that sound when ya ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh

[Verse 3]
Fussing and fighting and eye for an eye
Your shoulders get colder and colder all the time
Sometimes I wonder why I went knockin’ on ya door
Then you come knock, knock, knockin’ on mine and I remember

[Pre-Chorus]
I remember how it felt the first few times
Skin-to-skin before you knew how to get under mine
If we get it, get it right we’d be together for life
‘Cause it only feels good after a good, good fight

[Chorus]
Mrs., Mrs., when we talk like
Mrs., Mrs., when we love, love
Mrs., Mrs., when we’re touchin’
Mrs., Mrs., a lil bit of everything

Mrs., Mrs., when we talk like
Mrs., Mrs., a lil bit of that love
Mrs., Mrs., when we’re touchin’
Mrs., Mrs., a lil bit of everything
Oh, oh, whoa, yeah

[Outro]
When you say them things I like, I know it’s all worth the fight

Leon Bridges – Shy lyrics

[Verse 1]
Staring at the ceiling
Hearts and records spinning, round (Mmm)
I’ve been, loving with no meaning
Crawling from a feeling now
You know that I want you

[Bridge 1]
Mmm, don’t get me started at this time of night
Hard to keep my guard up and the feeling’s right
I don’t need nobody but for you I might
And all that want is you

[Chorus]
I just want to see ya, you could come over
I know ya shy, you can be shy with me
You know I need you and I’m not quite sober
I know ya shy baby, you can be shy, it’s alright
I just want to see ya, you can come over
I know ya shy, you can be shy with me
You know I need you and I’m not quite sober
I know ya shy baby, you can be shy, you can be shy with me

[Verse 2]
Met you back in August
Thought you were standoffish, coy (Mmm)
But you don’t have to try
I’ll read between your lines (Ohh)
‘Cause all that I want is you

[Bridge 2]
Oh oh oh why (you ain’t gotta hide who you are tonight)
No take your time (you can move slow with your hips on mine)
Hey you’re so shy (won’t you come ‘round here and waste my time)
‘Cause all that I want is you

[Chorus]
I just want to see you, you could come over
I know ya shy, you can be shy with me
You know I need you and I’m not quite sober
I know ya shy baby, you can be shy, shy it’s alright
I just want to see ya, you can come over
I know ya shy, you can be shy with me
‘Cause baby I need ya, and I’m kinda shy too
Maybe tonight baby, you can be shy, you can be shy with me

Logan Paul – The Fall Of Jake Paul (feat. Why Don’t We) lyrics

[Intro: Logan Paul]
Yah, yeet

[Verse 1: Logan Paul]
Little brother Jakey try to roast me?
Little brother standing on his own two feet? (not for long)
I’m a dog, you’re a puppy, call you Kong
Let’s talk about your garbage that you call a song
It should be every other day, just some strong advice
I made you famous once, it’s about to happen twice
Yeah, you on Disney but who helped you read all your lines (that’s me)
Don’t forget boy, you were my shadow on Vine
Now you got a few subscribers and you think that you’re the shit
I’ll admit, you got money, you got bars, you got chicks
But you’re a dick, you ain’t thankful for your fans, it’s kinda funny
Do your investors know Team 10 ain’t making any money?
See, it starts with the talent but it’s hard when you got none
I think you kinda salty ’cause I’m the favorite son
I’m a maverick, you’re a sidekick, yeah I brought you to LA
If there’s one thing you should know, you don’t fuck with the Logang

[Verse 2: Daniel Seavey, Jack Avery, Corbyn Besson, (Zach Herron) & Jonah Marais]
Hold up, I’ma throw up
Looking at your face you don’t know what it means to glow up
Trying to dance and acting class
It’s doing nothing now you try to rap (come on, hold up)
Catch the flow, you can’t, oh no
(Maybe Team 10’s got it), I mean, that’s how you grow
But you still can’t sell out any shows
No, you still can’t find some matching clothes

[Refrain: Why Don’t We & Logan Paul]
You’re just killing the vibe, yeah (fact)
You ain’t doing it right, yeah (double fact)
Trying to play ball with the dogs
You don’t know what you’ve done you just ruined your life, yeah
You’re just killing the vibe, yeah
You ain’t doing it right, yeah
Trying to play ball with the dogs
You don’t know what you’ve done you just ruined your life, yeah

[Bridge: Logan Paul]
What happened, Jake?
Man, we used to love each other
After all, we came from the same mother
Biologically, you know that makes us brothers
So much negativity, it really makes me wonder
I feel like you just need a maverick shirt (Link in description!)
When you insult me Jakey, it really hurts
Sometimes I wish my real brother was Dirk (Disney)
But now I gotta go and put you in the dirt

[Interlude: Logan Paul]
Yo, wait, hold up
Hold up, why’d music stop?

[Verse 3: Logan Paul]
Uh oh, that’s Alissa Violet, used to be your chick
Now she in the Logang and you know she on my… team
Those cars ain’t yours man, that shit was just floated
Gun tattooed on your leg ’cause she knew you weren’t loaded
I act in movies that your fans watch with their babysitters (airplane mode)
I thought you were my boy guess I have a baby sister
You’re tryna be a model, shoulda kept Neels Visser (ha, ha, ha)
Go make another video ’bout who’s the better kisser
Is it called Team 10 because you take 10% of your friends? (That’s fucked up Jake)
When the contract dies, so does their career, it ends (That’s also a fact)
Are you mad because you couldn’t sign the Dolans? (They’re smarter than you)
So, you had to replace them with some Spanish twins? (ha, ha, ha weak!)
It’s everyday bro, do you give up a night?
We 24/7 man, you picked the wrong fight
I’m a savage, you are average, I’m a beast, I’m going wild
This song will be the death of you, I’m ’bout to be an only child

6ix9ine – KOODA lyrics

[Intro]
Scum Gang!

[Chorus]
Niggas runnin’ out their mouth, but they never pop out
I got the drop on your spot, everybody watch out
All my niggas on 50, so you know we hopped out
Mobbed out, ops out, we gon’ show what we about
All my niggas really gang bang, talk that damn slang
Rap about it, do the same thing, let your nuts hang
We gon’ pull up, nigga, ¡ándale!, on sangre
We post up, we don’t do the race, you gon’ die today

[Verse]
In the spot, blow 50 bands, shit, 100 bands
Shit, my pockets on a runnin’ man, fuck a rubberband
I’ma fuck her in a handstand, she a fan, man
Need the drugs, I’m the Xan man, I’m the damn man
I roll up, I’m gon’ be booted, stupid, and shootin’ stupid
Brought a knife, I brought a Ruger, stupid, I really do this
If I tote it then you know I shoot it and I’ma prove it
Back, back, don’t be movin’ stupid or I’ma use it (squad)
Dicky stiffy, uh, bet she give some licky, uh
Lil bitty, uh, bust all on her titties, uh
She a skeezer, uh, really don’t need her, uh
Bust then I leave her, uh, she a little eater, uh
Get back, kickback, blow your shit back, uh
Rip that, take that, flip that, send that, uh
.223 hit, where your clothes at? Uh
Scum Gang ’bout that Fendi, fin-act, uh

[Chorus]
Niggas runnin’ out their mouth, but they never pop out
I got the drop on your spot, everybody watch out
All my niggas on 50, so you know we hopped out
Mobbed out, ops out, we gon’ show what we about
All my niggas really gang bang, talk that damn slang
Rap about it, do the same thing, let your nuts hang
We gon’ pull up, nigga ¡ándale!, on sangre
We post up, we don’t do the race, you gon’ die today

[Bridge]
You can talk hot on the internet, boy
That’s that goofy shit, we ain’t into that, boy
Black van, pull up to your momma crib, boy
Tie her up, drive that shit off a bridge, lil boy
You can talk hot on the internet, boy
That’s that goofy shit, we ain’t into that, boy
Black van, pull up to your momma crib, boy
Tie her up, drive that shit off a bridge, lil boy

[Chorus]
Niggas runnin’ out their mouth, but they never pop out
I got the drop on your spot, everybody watch out
All my niggas on 50, so you know we hopped out
Mobbed out, ops out, we gon’ show what we about
All my niggas really gang bang, talk that damn slang
Rap about it, do the same thing, let your nuts hang
We gon’ pull up, nigga ¡ándale!, on sangre
We post up, we don’t do the race, you gon’ die today

6ix9ine – BILLY lyrics

[Intro: tr3yway ceo Shotty]
That’s my word, get up in they face
Talk your shit, let your nuts drag, nigga
These niggas just runnin’ out they fuckin’ mouth, man
Follow protocol, Blood, get in they fuckin’ chest, nigga
(Scum Gang!)
We the fuckin’ M. O. B., nigga
These niggas bleed different
We don’t bleed, nigga
We make niggas bleed, Blood
Tr3yway

[Chorus]
These niggas say they heard of me, I ain’t heard of you
Get the fuck up out my fuckin’ face, ‘fore I murder you
Bitch niggas always jackin’ blood, but I know they fu
Whole squad full of fuckin’ killers, I’m a killer too
Sending shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, nigga
Everybody gettin’ pop, pop, popped, nigga
The thing go rrrah, rrrah, rrrah, rrrah, rrrah, nigga
We send shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, nigga

[Verse]
It’s always 6ix9ine this and 6ix9ine that
Nigga’s on my dick and on my yack
These niggas lookin’ for me, you could hit my jack
I done dropped my address, y’all know where 6ix9ine at
I don’t flock, yeah, nine to his back like Ibaka
Baka, not nice, with the fuckin’ choppa
Pop ’em, scope on the nigga, who shot ya?
Dropped him, somebody call a fuckin’ doctor!
Dick up in the pussy, bet that shit get gushy, gushy
She want the whole gang bussin’ all in her pussy
I want the drip, drip while I get my dick licked
Lil’ sick bitch, lickin’ on my dick tip
She a freak ho, fuck her, she on beast mode
Arch your back, put your hands on your knees, ho
I’m on beast mode, shoot you through your peep-hole
Said he want smoke, I don’t really see it though

[Chorus]
These niggas say they heard of me, I ain’t heard of you
Get the fuck up out my fuckin’ face, ‘fore I murder you
Bitch niggas always jackin’ blood, but I know they fu
Whole squad full of fuckin’ killers, I’m a killer too
Sending shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, nigga
Everybody gettin’ pop, pop, popped, nigga
The thing go rrrah, rrrah, rrrah, rrrah, rrrah, nigga
We send shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, nigga

6ix9ine – GOTTI lyrics

[Intro]
Got me, got me Rollie
Ya can’t even afford it though
Got me, got me, uh
Gotti Gotti, uh
Gotti Gotti

[Chorus]
Came up blood gang, 30 bang, Scum Gang
Big choppa, big thang, let your nuts hang
Who that? Don’t say, bba change your mood, aye
Anyday, Gotti Gotti, cookin’ up, speed it up
Double cup, xanny cup, booted up, mollied up
Molly up, break it up, cop it, then I serve it up
Give it up, Gotti Gotti

[Verse]
Fuck with my day ones
Yeah you know I flooded the chain once
Got the money and I split it with day ones
She ain’t fuck me back when I was lame, nah
Yeah you know I do my dance (do it)
In the club (aye), throwin’ dub
Rack it up (rack it), shake it up
Watch me do it, how I bust it up (up)
I mix it hard, then I hit her with the blicky, uh
So drip it, drip it, drip it, drip it
You ain’t got no money, you can keep her
Bitch, I got my Nina, I’ma squeeze her
If you really wanna meet her, she a greeter
It was really nice to meet ya, I don’t need ya (I don’t need her)
I pray to God that my niggas gon’ eat (I pray to god)
I pray to God that my family gon’ see (I pray to god)
Prayin’ that the lord take a chance with me
Wouldn’t come when I was up
I was on the wrong things
I ain’t silly, ain’t no dumb nigga, are you dumb, nigga?
Are you stayin’ with the pump, nigga? Fuck is up, nigga?
Is you mad? You’s a fuck nigga, I don’t trust niggas
Scum Gang, chew ’em up, nigga, we don’t fuck witcha

[Chorus]
Okay, my blood gang, 30 bang, scum gang
Big choppa, big thang, let your nuts hang
Who that? Don’t say, bba change your mood, aye
Anyday, Gotti got it, cookin’ up, speed it up
Double cup, Xanny cup, booted up, mollied up
Molly up, break it up, cop it, then I serve it up
Give it up, Gotti Gotti

[Post-Chorus]
Gotti Gotti
Who, who really with the money, money?
Who, who really with the Gotti Gotti?
Who, who really with the money, money?
Ooh, do my dance, hit my things
Break these bands, hunnid bands on my thing
Mollied up, molly up, get it up
Cop it, then I serve it up

[Outro]
Who, who really with the Gotti, Gotti?
Who, who really with the—

6ix9ine – GUMMO lyrics

[Intro]
Niggas iffy, uh, Blicky got the stiffy, uh
Got the blicky, uh, drum, it holds fifty, uh
Scum Gang!
I’ll see y’all later, suuwoo!

[Verse 1]
Pop these niggas like a wheelie, nigga, you a silly nigga
In the hood with them billy niggas and them Hoover niggas
You run up and they shootin’ niggas, we ain’t hoopin’, nigga
Yo Gembi, you a loser, nigga, up that uzi, nigga
On the stoop, crills in my drawers, your girl on my phone
She wanna fuck, but keep her clothes on, I only want the jaw
Man that’s really all I use her for as I kick her out the door
I don’t want her, you can keep the whore, she fiendin’ for some more
In New York my niggas don’t Milly Rock, my niggas money bop
Blow a case, a nigga throwin’ shots, I run ’em off they block
Quarter milli in the stash box, I grinded for my spot
Niggas talkin’ ’bout that cash but my bag worth alot
I don’t fuck with no old hoes, only new hoes
Put my dick in her backbone, I pass her to my bro
I don’t love her, that’s a sad ho, she a bad ho
I’ma fuck her, then I dash home, to the cash ho

[Chorus]
I’m on some rob a nigga shit, take a nigga bitch
Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip
I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit
Shout out… but I fucked that nigga bitch

[Verse 2]
Niggas iffy, uh, Blicky got the stiffy, uh
Got the blicky, uh, drum it holds fifty, uh
Move milli’, all my niggas on fifty, uh
Talk down, pew pew pew, you silly, uh
Hit a stain, fifty bands, all hunnids
Spinnin’ through ya block, like a pop shove-it
Shoot at me I’m shootin’ back, I’m gettin’ buckets
I ain’t wanna take his life, but nigga, fuck it

[Chorus]
I’m on some rob a nigga shit, take a nigga bitch
Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip
I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit
Shout out… but I fucked that nigga bitch
I’m on some rob a nigga shit, take a nigga bitch
Do the dash in the whip, count the cash in the whip
I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit
Shout out… but I fucked that nigga bitch

[Outro]
Scum Gang!

6ix9ine – KEKE (feat. Fetty Wap & A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie) lyrics

[Intro: 6ix9ine]
Scum Gang!

[Chorus 1: 6ix9ine]
I’ll be on the block on the regular
With my niggas bustin’ at the cops, on the regular
Bitches suckin’ dick, givin’ top, on the regular
Catch me water whippin’ straight drop, on the regular
Yeah you know I run up with the shit on the regular
Bare-faced, I’ma hit a lick, on the regular
Posted with the drop, gun cocked, on the regular
Yeah I’m 6ix9ine with the nine, on the regular

[Verse 1: 6ix9ine]
Niggas want war yeah, kick the door yeah
Niggas want the sauce, yeah, shake ’em off yeah
I’m still in the hood yeah, bussin’ juggs yeah
Rollin’ through the city, yeah, with my niggas yeah
Niggas want that bitch back, I don’t chit-chat
Run up here? Click clack, blow your shit back
Baby I ain’t a hot boy, I’m a block boy
Double trigger Glock, make him Diddy Bop, boy

[Chorus 2: Fetty Wap]
Nigga, we be bustin’ at the opps, on the regular
Nigga, we be duckin’ from the cops, on the regular
Bitches suckin’ dick and givin’ top on the regular
Shit that’s on my wrist, it cost a lot, it ain’t regular
Nigga, if it’s comin’ from my spot it ain’t regular
Someone’s will is on a different side, it ain’t regular
You can’t take the money when you die, it ain’t regular
Niggas with me really ready to die on the regular

[Verse 2: Fetty Wap]
Pull up to his door yeah, get on the floor yeah (yeah)
Pull up, we gon’ shoot, don’t check out the score yet
Different colored coupes, money on the floor yeah
They know I got juice, drippin’, drippin’ sauce, yeah
Pull up to his door yeah, get on the floor yeah (yeah)
Pull up, we gon’ shoot, don’t check out the score yet
Different colored coupes, money on the floor yeah
They know I got juice, drippin’, drippin’ sauce, yeah
They know I’ma ball like LaVar (ay)
‘Bout to take a trip to the stars
Let a nigga drip in designer
Ay, makin’ money, flip for the mob

[Verse 3: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
I fuck it up, I fuck it up, mm yeah
Shmegular, that’s regular, mm yeah
I hit it on the tour bus, ooh yeah
If I’m a player, you a slut, ooh yeah
I told my .38, “I love you”
That’s my baby, when I pull up she pull up too
See the, Hermes on the buckle, and a
Lotta bag in the duffle, yeah
Leave ’em wetter, let it rain, nigga
Put the .30 to your motherfuckin’ brain nigga, ah
I’m runnin’ around with the same niggas
Same niggas that’ll take a nigga chain, nigga, huh?

Asian Doll – Arm Froze lyrics

[Intro]
I like this Asian Doll!

[Hook]
Can’t you see my arm froze?
Top roof, my condo!
Mourning like Alonzo, a different time zone
VVS blind hoes, I’m so beyond those!
Pass her like the Broncos, where did you find those?
My arm froze, My arm froze
My arm froze, can’t you see my arm froze
My arm froze, My arm froze
My arm froze, can’t you see my arm froze

[Verse 1]
Clip like Rondo, smell the gun smoke
Toot it on his tonsils, my weave Rapunzel
Need my money like pronto, don’t want no fronto
Most these niggas, don’t trust those, I’m quick to upload
Drop my top like I’m Gucci
Rockstar star bitch, I’m trending, belong in a movie
Bitches be friendly like Susie
Mixing the coke with the molly she planning to sue me
Sip on the chips, like he Scooby, oh yeah!
Wrist is so cold need a coogie, oh yeah!
Got my grind up, I done got my grind up
Yeah, whipping in the Maybach with the blinds up
What’s the lineup? You don’t wanna try us
Ain’t doing it like me, can’t walk a mile up in my Prada

[Hook]
Can’t you see my arm froze?
Top roof, my condo!
Mourning like Alonzo, a different time zone
VVS blind hoes, I’m so beyond those!
Pass it like the Broncos, where did you find those?
My arm froze, My arm froze
My arm froze, can’t you see my arm froze
My arm froze, My arm froze
My arm froze, can’t you see my arm froze

[Verse 2]
Can’t you see my ruby’s?
Choker flooded out by two, I’m choosy
Hood girl, but I’m boujee
Ew don’t touch me girl, you probably got cooties
In a truck, with it up, all my niggas fit it up
See me tough, round ‘em up, Asian Doll can’t give it up
Bentley trucks, we pull up, ask around don’t give a fuck
Full of lust, when we fuck, I can feel you in my guts, guts, guts!
My arm, my arm, oh yeah
So froze, so froze, oh yeah

[Refrain:]
Drop my top like I’m Gucci
Rockstar star bitch, I’m trending, belong in a movie
Bitches be friendly like Suzy
Mixing the coke with the molly she planning to sue me

[Hook]
Can’t you see my arm froze?
Top roof, my condo!
Mourning like Alonzo, a different time zone
VVS blind hoes, I’m so beyond those!
Pass it like the Broncos, where did you find those?
My arm froze, My arm froze
My arm froze, can’t you see my arm froze
My arm froze, My arm froze
My arm froze, can’t you see my arm froze

[Outro]
I like this Asian Doll!

Lil Reese – Get Back lyrics

[Chorus]
Niggas plottin’, niggas snakes, so I keep it with me
And all my niggas on go, fuck who ain’t with me
And we gon’ let the world know, it ain’t a fuckin’ secret
We gon’ get some get back, ain’t stoppin’ til you hear that click-clack
Man down on your fuckin’ set
Got to get my money up, I’ma get that
And I really for all that chit-chat
Ain’t stoppin’ til we get it, that’s some get back
Ain’t stoppin’ til I get me a big sack
Hatin’ shit, no I ain’t really with that
But I can see it in your face that you with that
Switched up on your mans, I ain’t with that
I’ma stick to the plan, yeah I’m with that
Yeah, I’m with that
I’ma stick to the plan, yeah I’m with that
I’ma stick the plan, yeah I’m with that

[Verse]
I’ma stick to the plan
Got to be smarter than the next man, I’m just sayin’
Tryna run my M’s up, fuck some bands
And I ain’t out if I ain’t really got a plan
Ridin’ round, I’m gettin’ high, I’m just sayin’
Ridin’ with the same niggas since the sand
And we’ll put you in a box if you playin’
Wanna box, we can fight like a man
Put the guns down and fight like a man
I was burned you won’t see this shit again
I got a lot of niggas cooked in the can
I caught a case, I’m like “never again”
They won’t catch me like that, I’m just sayin’
And I can still go back on my land
[?] you go back on your land
I don’t give a fuck the nigga ain’t my mans

[Chorus]
Niggas plottin’, niggas snakes, so I keep it with me
And all my niggas on go, fuck who ain’t with me
And we gon’ let the world know, it ain’t a fuckin’ secret
We gon’ get some get back, ain’t stoppin’ til you hear that click-clack
Man down on your fuckin’ set
Got to get my money up, I’ma get that
And I really for all that chit-chat
Ain’t stoppin’ til we get it, that’s some get back
Ain’t stoppin’ til I get me a big sack
Hatin’ shit, no I ain’t really with that
But I can see it in your face that you with that
Switched up on your mans, I ain’t with that
I’ma stick to the plan, yeah I’m with that
Yeah, I’m with that
I’ma stick to the plan, yeah I’m with that
I’ma stick the plan, yeah I’m with that

Marc E. Bassy – Main Chick lyrics

[Intro]
That my main chick, that my main
That my main chick, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
That my main chick, that my main bitch
Got a couple on the side that I hang with
That my main chick, that my main bitch
Got a couple on the side that I hang with
But you the one, baby, you the one
Only one that know where I’m coming from
But you the one, baby, you the one
Only one that know where I’m coming from

[Verse 1]
I was on the sidelines, I didn’t wanna try
You the only one that made me want a better life
All these people, they don’t know what it’s been like
Tryna come up on the other side
But if I say it, then I did it
I’ma always stay committed
Let’s share this cancer stick
Grinding on me like a dancer bitch
You the only text I’m answering

[Chorus]
That my main chick, that my main bitch
Got a couple on the side that I hang with
That my main chick, that my main bitch
Got a couple on the side that I hang with
But you the one, baby, you the one
Only one that know where I’m coming from
But you the one, baby, you the one
Only one that know where I’m coming from

[Verse 2]
Like woo, lover, lover
I be like Shaggy every time I get in trouble
She caught me banging on the counter, it wasn’t me
Saw me banging on the sofa, it wasn’t me
Even caught me on camera
But you know the answer, she was just a dancer

[Chorus]
That my main chick, that my main bitch
Got a couple on the side that I hang with
That my main chick, that my main bitch
Got a couple on the side that I hang with
But you the one, baby, you the one
Only one that know where I’m coming from
But you the one, baby, you the one
Only one that know where I’m coming from

[Bridge]
Yeah, you’re my
A couple on the side
Couple on the side

[Chorus]
That my main chick, that my main bitch
Got a couple on the side that I hang with
That my main chick, that my main bitch
Got a couple on the side that I hang with
But you the one, baby, you the one
Only one that know where I’m coming from
But you the one, baby, you the one
Only one that know where I’m coming from

Shoreline Mafia – Musty lyrics

[Intro: Ohgeesy]
Ayy, they ask me how I’m feeling, my nigga I’m feeling lovely
It must be, it must be
All these bitches tryna fuck me
That nigga bitch, all these bitches
Ron Ron do that shit

[Chorus: Ohgeesy]
They ask me how I’m feeling, my nigga I’m feeling lovely
It must be, everywhere I go they wanna fuck me
Musty, uhh my nigga who got that musty?
It must be Ohgees ’cause he stay serving custy
They ask me how I’m feeling, my nigga I’m feeling lovely
It must be, everywhere I go they wanna fuck me
Musty, uhh my nigga who got that musty?
It must be Ohgees ’cause he stay serving custy

[Verse 1: Ohgeesy]
I’m busting, no tussling
Bad bitch a eater that ain’t for discussion, she busting and gushing
She dripping and moaning when I get to fucking
Fufu nigga sip on nothing but ‘Tussin
I’m pouring the Quali’, I’m throwed with my youngins
I pour with my youngins, I go with my youngins
We blowing them hundreds and blowing them ‘Woods
I’m a nice ass nigga but I’m misunderstood
Got a ratchet lil bitch and she from Inglewood
I’m moving around, I do nothing but jugg
I’m fucking these hoes like a young nigga should
And you’d do the same if you young niggas could
Just bought the Beamer ’cause that shit look cleaner
How I get this shit, nigga serving the fienders
Nigga bitches snitching like they serving subpoenas
And my niggas all nuts, you get served by a peanut
Your bitch she a slut she get curbed and deleted
Fucked while she pregnant, got nut on your fetus
I’m going too crazy, need to calm down, Jesus
Need to calm down, Jesus

[Chorus: Ohgeesy]
They ask me how I’m feeling, my nigga I’m feeling lovely
It must be, everywhere I go they wanna fuck me
Musty, uhh my nigga who got that musty?
It must be Ohgees ’cause he stay serving custy
They ask me how I’m feeling, my nigga I’m feeling lovely
It must be, everywhere I go they wanna fuck me
Musty, uhh my nigga who got that musty?
It must be Ohgees ’cause he stay serving custy

[Verse 2: Fenix]
I’m pouring juice by the deuce riding ’round in the coupe
I ain’t playing with a bitch, lil baby I thought you knew
Busting scripts with your bitch for the lean
I’m off a bean, I sip nothing that’s clean
I got a Sprite, I’ma turn this shit pink
I pop a percocet, pink like my drink
Hold up I’m tripping, you ho-ing or going lil bitch?
What the fuck a nigga mean, he ain’t pour up like this
Trying to pull up on my niggas like hold up they got sticks
This a hunned dollar cup, you ain’t po’ up like this
I’m a real right nigga need a real right bitch
Need them blue face hundreds, I’m fiending, I gotta sip
If your bitch ain’t going, I’m tripping, she gotta dip
I just got the sixteen, no flippin’, I’m finna sip
Whole eight, in a two liter
Sipping with my same niggas, no new people
I’m kicking shit, whole gang off prescriptions bitch
Talk chips or my niggas ain’t listening

Mila J – Welcome To California lyrics

[Hook]
West coast, west coast, west coast to the max
West coast we the best coast, that’s facts
I’ve been all around the world and I just wanna tell you that
I’ma always wait, pick up before your flight

[Chorus]
California dreaming, california dreaming
I’ve been dreaming
California dreaming, california dreaming
On a california king bed
California dreaming through all four seasons
I’ve been California dreaming

[Verse 1]
I coud break your heart in this weather
I could tell you that I’m leaving
But you ain’t gon’ cry forever, stop
Look around and believe me
The money ain’t go no where
The hoes keep coming through
If things ain’t working out with us
I’d like to welcome you to California

[Hook]
West coast, west coast, west coast to the max
West coast we the best coast, that’s facts
I’ve been all around the world and I just wanna tell you that
I’ma always wait, pick up before your flight

[Chorus]
California dreaming, california dreaming
I’ve been dreaming
California dreaming, california dreaming
On a california king bed
California dreaming through all four seasons
I’ve been California dreaming

[Verse 2]
I could leave you stuck in traffic
You can find a way that we cheating
Who is fucking in traffic
Stop, you gon’ catch a ticket for speeding
The money ain’t go no where
The hoes keep coming through
If things ain’t working out with us
I’d like to welcome you to California

[Hook]
West coast, west coast, west coast to the max
West coast we the best coast, that’s facts
I’ve been all around the world and I just wanna tell you that
I’ma always wait, pick up before your flight

[Chorus]
California dreaming, california dreaming
I’ve been dreaming
California dreaming, california dreaming
On a california king bed
California dreaming through all four seasons
I’ve been California dreaming

Royce Da 5’9″ – Caterpillar Remix (feat. Logic & King Green) lyrics

[Intro: Gil Scott-Heron]
You will not be able to stay home brotha
You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out
You will not be able to lose yourself on scag and skip out for beer during commercials
Because the revolution will not be televised

[Chorus: King Green]
This right here for the number one
Number ones here with your number one
You ain’t number one, just another one
Now everybody sayin’ that they number one

[Post-Chorus: Royce Da 5’9]
Ring the alarm, the caterpillar keeps firing, ohh
We in the war, where butterflies keep dyin’ (ahh)

[Verse 1: Royce Da 5’9]
I’m a product of Parker Lewis and Kubiak
If I didn’t do this, where in the fuck would you be at?
See there’s a difference between us, what I spit hit arenas
You a drip from my penis, I eat lions and sip hyenas
You number one when it come to slaughtering mics
I’m tryna be number one in my son and daughter life
Uhh, all you niggas my little rapper babies
Y’all my children, y’all bit my shit and contracted rabies
Don’t you grade me next to these rappers, baby, that’s degrading
My style got so many different facets
I switch into so many different passions
I’m skippin’ class to be fascinatin’
My pen is like Big Ben, this shit’s just a classic waiting
Your favorite rapper come at me, I just decapitate him
I hate congratulating these has-beens who had their highs
These rappers only won their matches because they strategize
I bring Attica to these patterns, and here’s my battle cry

[Pre-Chorus: Royce Da 5’9]
Ring the alarm, the caterpillar is firing, ohh
We in the war, where butterflies keep dyin’ (ahh)

[Chorus: King Green]
This right here for the number one
Number ones here with your number one
You ain’t number one, just another one
Now everybody sayin’ that they number one
Kid think your number won’t quit
Number one song, get your number one chick
Number one fly with your number one kick
When it’s all done then your number gon’ switch

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5’9]
Hold up, wait a minute
Guess what I’ma never do? Show so much respect to you
That I feel like we’re friends, so now we no longer competitors
That could be the death of you
Never let someone who’s not as smart as you
Gas you up and tell you somethin’ you never knew
Always stay professional, you always gon’ make revenue
Don’t let people next to you that don’t want the best for you
It’s completely normal to hold on to a regret or two
I do what I wanna do, they do what I let them do
Everything these niggas be sayin’ is a fuckin’ lie
It’s nothing I can say to you that is realer
Remember when you praisin’ the butterfly
Don’t you ever disrespect the fuckin’ caterpillar

[Chorus: King Green]
This right here for the number one
Number ones here with your number one
You ain’t number one, just another one
Now everybody sayin’ that they number one
Kid think your number won’t quit
Number one song, get your number one chick
Number one fly with your number one kick
When it’s all done then your number gon’ switch

[Verse 3: Logic]
Yeah, sold a quarter million records in my first week
And BET still don’t wanna let me perform
Maybe it’s ’cause my pigment, maybe I’m being ignant
Maybe it’s all a figment of my imagination
And exaggeration exacerbates that I’m the illest, yes
How many are willing to kill us?
We the realest, that’s why they feel us the best
But I don’t give a fuck about this rap shit, not really though
Shittin’ on a brother I should love, man, that’s silly, yo
Fuck all this division and lyrical incision
It’s time to unify cause hip-hop is beautiful, it’s you and I
And it doesn’t discriminate if you black or white
And you Christian or Muslim
It just love ’em and put nothin’ above ’em
I just want to be remembered as a good person
Dispersin’ a message of hope while the world worsens
And the media will still find a way
To turn us into clickbait and misquote
Wanna keep the peace, but if you do that
I’ma slit throats, sike, nah
“Logic’s such a hypocrite”, you can take a hike, nah
Right now, I’m here to talk about suicide and depression
Anxiety, mental health and all that shit you scared to mention
Yeah, I could talk about the millions I’ve amassed
But now just ain’t the time or place
It’s crazy how everyone so obsessed with my race
Cause I’m proud to be black, but matter of fact
If it was flipped around and every time somebody asked me
What it was like to be a white rapper
“What’s it like to be a white rapper, Logic?”
Oh and I was just like, just never talked about it like
“Man, it’s just so great being a white rapper
White, white, white, white everything
White man, being white’s so great, wow it’s so great”
And then some brother was like, “Ayy, ain’t yo daddy black?!”
And I was like “Oh shit!”
And the whole world be like “What, are you scared to be black?
Are you ashamed to be black?! Motherfucker, fuck you!
Fuck you, you piece of shit, mixed, biracial, fucking cunt”
(That’s how they be)
Cole said fuck all this black and white, it’s time to unite
Be who you are, identify as a star
Fuck all the jewelry and money inside of yo car
You still just a person and I’m still dispersin’ these lyrics
Fuck the rap ego shit, just be a good person now that’s the spirit
Shoutout to true emcees that love the culture
From Duckworth to Chano, Jermaine and Joey
And Aubrey and can’t forget Bobby
To every emcee who knows that this is truly a way of life
And not just a hobby, uh, not just a hobby, uh
Not just a hobby, this is a way of life
Shout out to Bobby, the L-O-G-I-C, this shit a way of life
This shit a way of life, yeah

Preme – Callin’ (feat. Ty Dolla $ign) lyrics

[Intro: Preme]
Why don’t you call on me, yeah, yeah
Call on me, yeah, yeah
You can lay it all on me (you can lay it all)
All on me, whoa
You hit me up and I’ll be on my way (yeah, yeah)
Just show me love and I’ll show you the same (ayy)

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I been callin’, callin’, callin’ you, baby
I was checkin’ in on my lil’ baby
Used to pull up in that Mercedes
Friends used to hate, callin’ me crazy
Talk your shit, just made fun of me, baby
You were stayin’ down ‘fore I got famous
Puttin’ work in and I ain’t never complainin’
Niggas hate but it ain’t never gon’ phase me
I been callin’, callin’, callin’ you, baby
I was checkin’ in on my lil’ baby
Used to pull up in that Mercedes
Friends used to hate, callin’ me crazy
Talk your shit, just made fun of me, baby
You were stayin’ down ‘fore I got famous
Puttin’ work in and I ain’t never complainin’
Niggas hate but it ain’t never gon’ phase me

[Verse 1: Preme]
I been searchin’ for you, make way
These hoes searchin’ for a payday
So I don’t really hear the things that they say
‘Cause I don’t really trip unless it’s vacay, yeah, yeah
Just close the door
We jump in the car with nowhere to go
Just us in the road
Pickin’ new place on the globe
She never done this before, yeah
Hot girl with the boy from the corner
When I get it in your soul out
Neighbors is listenin’ close now
And you just be screamin’, “Oh slow down”
You got the world on your shoulders
So you hate bein’ sober
You hate gettin’ older
You so used to bein’ a loner
I tell you, “I love you” you tell me to show you

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I been callin’, callin’, callin’ you, baby
I was checkin’ in on my lil’ baby
Used to pull up in that Mercedes
Friends used to hate, callin’ me crazy
Talk your shit, just made fun of me, baby
You were stayin’ down ‘fore I got famous
Puttin’ work in and I ain’t never complainin’
Niggas hate but it ain’t never gon’ phase me
I been callin’, callin’, callin’ you, baby
I was checkin’ in on my lil’ baby
Used to pull up in that Mercedes
Friends used to hate, callin’ me crazy
Talk your shit, just made fun of me, baby
You were stayin’ down ‘fore I got famous
Puttin’ work in and I ain’t never complainin’
Niggas hate but it ain’t never gon’ phase me

[Verse 2: Preme]
No lie, 23 up on your back, you’re so fly
Oh my, lookin’ like it’s gonna take us all night
All right, she said, “Boy you ’bout to get it on sight”
She my type, we join the mile high club on every damn flight, you damn right
They gon’ ask you who you with?
Then they gon’ tell you I ain’t shit
Forget them girls, you know they fake
Your whole clique is counterfeit
And you been ridin’ way too long
For a girl to stay, you wrong
And it’s not a problem ’cause haters talkin’, sound like my favorite song
I tell ’em keep it goin’, yeah

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I been callin’, callin’, callin’ you, baby
I was checkin’ in on my lil’ baby
Used to pull up in that Mercedes
Friends used to hate, callin’ me crazy
Talk your shit, just made fun of me, baby
You were stayin’ down ‘fore I got famous
Puttin’ work in and I ain’t never complainin’
Niggas hate but it ain’t never gon’ phase me
I been callin’, callin’, callin’ you, baby
I was checkin’ in on my lil’ baby
Used to pull up in that Mercedes
Friends used to hate, callin’ me crazy
Talk your shit, just made fun of me, baby
You were stayin’ down ‘fore I got famous
Puttin’ work in and I ain’t never complainin’
Niggas hate but it ain’t never gon’ phase me

[Bridge: Ty Dolla $ign]
You know you mine, you know you mine, you know you mine
You know you mine, you know you mine
You know you mine, you know you mine, you know you mine
You know you mine, you know you mine
Oh, whoa, whoa, oh
Girl you been on my mind
Got some things on my mind
When a real nigga call
She gon’ pick up every time
When a real nigga call
She gon’ pick up every time
For the real, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, ya

Jaël Tanalepy – At Least I Was Good To You lyrics

At least I was good to you

Yeah, At least I was good to you
At least I was good to you
Yeah, At least I was good to you
At least I was good to you

Remember me bitch?
I am the guy you kept fucking with
The guy that you played the guy that you broke
I wasn’t the only guy you spoke
Yeah you saw me as a joke
I gotta be honest, I’m happy it went this way
Now I found someone that feels the same way
Me and my music, I’m going up
While you go down on your knees to suck
Remember my time you waste?
Bitch you are so 2 faced
You was lying in my face, bitch you are a total disgrace
I was all on you but not anymore cause now it’s money I chase
Bitch you changed the way
The way I am, the way I was
My depression and the pain yeah you are the cause
But you weren’t the only one
A lot of bitches played me
I don’t know if it’s me, I’m going crazy
Why play me? Bitch I’m too wavy

A few years ago I would never call girls a bitch, but look at me now
Trust nobody now, I’m broken now
What is the reason because I don’t know it?
If you don’t want me then why don’t you show it?
Why don’t you tell me, why gotta play me?
Bitches be lying, bitches be playing
Now I am rapping and now I am singing
I should’ve known from the beginning
I should’ve known you was lying
I should’ve knew you lied
But I wanted you by my side
Yeah let’s switch it up, aye

I don’t know what it is
Why you gotta act like a bitch?
Why you gotta hurt me?
Why you gotta play me?
Why you gotta break me?
You girls got me out here going all crazy
But all I can say is
That atleast I was good to you
Yeah atleast I was good to you

Just Say Yes – Oh Stacy (Skin Deep) lyrics

Oh, Stacy by Just Say Yes

Oh Whoa Oh
Oh Whoa Oh Oh
Oh Whoa Oh Oh

VERSE
Now, my thoughts might all be cluttered
But what I say is meant to hurt
To drown out her low-cut shirts and too tight mini skirts

If you’ve got her, take a picture
It will crumble shortly after
Even when you think it’s only up from here

She’ll turn her radio up and tune you out and
She won’t make a sound

CHORUS
Oh, Stacy drop the gauge
And watch my words bleed onto this page
You wear on the soul and wear hearts on your wrist
I’m just another score on your list

Oh, Stacy take a seat and
Listen to the words inside of me
One touch is enough if he thinks clearly
Cause the beauty in you only runs skin deep

Oh Whoa Oh
Oh Whoa Oh Oh
Oh Whoa Oh Oh

VERSE
Could you tell me how this goes
When she delivers her low blows
She bends over backwards to bite your tongue and steal the show

Since seventeen she plots her plan
Of how to breakdown every man
And now she ties her noose and kills whomever she can

She’ll turn the radio up and tune you out and
She won’t make a sound

CHORUS
Oh, Stacy drop the gauge
And watch my words bleed onto this page
You wear on the soul and wear hearts on your wrist
I’m just another score on your list

Oh, Stacy take a seat and
Listen to the words inside of me
One touch is enough if he thinks clearly
Cause the beauty in you only runs skin deep

BRIDGE:
“Never given it a thought” is what I claim as the worst
I’ve gotta fill these empty blanks with what I feel will hurt the most

Oh Whoa Oh
Oh Whoa Oh Oh
Oh Whoa Oh Oh

She’ll turn her radio up and tune you out and
She won’t make a sound

CHORUS
Oh, Stacy drop the gauge
And watch my words bleed onto this page
You wear on the soul and wear hearts on your wrist
I’m just another score on your list

Oh, Stacy take a seat and
Listen to the words inside of me
One touch is enough if he thinks clearly
Cause the beauty in you only runs skin deep

Gallant – Doesn’t Matter lyrics

[Verse 1]
Talking to the moon with the lights down
Half a dozen ovals in your mouth, your muse
Kurosawa bleeding through your headphones
Knuckles in my back till your nails turn blue
Bet you remember back when I was headstrong
Tugging on the ends of my invisible noose
Thought you’d be jumping ship, but I was dead wrong
You can sail on thin ice long as I can too

[Pre-Chorus]
Uh, if this love’s an accident waiting to happen
Let’s go out with a bang, with a bang
Uh, I’m up to go under
To drown with each other
Yeah, we both feel the same

[Chorus]
Doesn’t matter to us, doesn’t matter to us
Doesn’t matter to us, doesn’t matter to us
Doesn’t matter, you run, I run
You jump, I jump, that’s all we want

Doesn’t matter to us, doesn’t matter to us
Doesn’t matter to us, doesn’t matter to us
Doesn’t matter, you run, I run
You jump, I jump, that’s all we want

[Verse 2]
Told me two years ago I was selfish
But you’re the one who put us in the mushroom cloud
Liquor bottle saying what I’m thinking
Dancing in a minefield, don’t look down

[Pre-Chorus]
Uh, if this love’s an accident waiting to happen
Let’s go out with a bang, with a bang
Uh, I’m up to go under
To drown with each other
Yeah, we both feel the same

[Chorus]
Doesn’t matter to us, doesn’t matter to us
Doesn’t matter to us, doesn’t matter to us
Doesn’t matter, you run, I’ll run
You jump, I jump, that’s all we want

Doesn’t matter to us, doesn’t matter to us
Doesn’t matter to us, doesn’t matter to us
Doesn’t matter, you run, I run
You jump, I jump, that’s all we want

[Bridge]
Stay forever young, in this state of mind
Dying for your love, call it killing time
No matter what you do I’ll be on your side
Stay forever young, in this state of mind
Dying for your love, call it killing time
No matter what you do I’ll be on your side

[Chorus]
Doesn’t matter to us, doesn’t matter to us
Doesn’t matter to us, doesn’t matter to us
Doesn’t matter, you run, I run
You jump, I jump, that’s all we want

Doesn’t matter to us, doesn’t matter to us
Doesn’t matter to us, doesn’t matter to us
Doesn’t matter, you run, I run
You jump, I jump, that’s all we want

Snow Tha Product – Myself (feat. DRAM) lyrics

[Intro: DRAM & Snow Tha Product]
Hmm myself
Yeah
Hmm myself

[Chorus: DRAM & Snow Tha Product]
Yeah, yeah
Hmm I swear to God I love myself
I came up got that money by myself
Fuck Backwoods, I roll that dope all by myself
I swear to God I love my, love my, love my
Oou wee, I swear to God I love myself (yeah)
I came up got that money by myself (damn)
Ridin’ dolo, drive the foreign by myself
I swear to God I love my, love my, love my

[Verse 1: Snow Tha Product]
Y’all jumped off of the porch late
I was already in a rental
Early bird get the worm and it won’t wait (yeah, yeah)
Haters all gettin’ sentimental
‘Member I was workin’ while you hoes stayed home
I was out grindin’ while you settled
Still helped you out and I gave y’all loans
Not my fault when you spent ’em
Now I gotta hum, stay away, away, you haters I came up on my own
They all say I’ve changed and I ain’t changed my line or changed my phone
I’ve been waitin’ for the day I finally came up in so long
Ain’t nobody take my credit, got no co-sign and no loan

[Chorus: DRAM & Snow Tha Product]
Yeah, yeah
Hmm I swear to God I love myself
I came up got that money by myself
Fuck that Backwoods, I roll that dope all by myself
I swear to God I love my, love my, love my
Oou wee, I swear to God I love myself
I came up got that money by myself
Ridin’ dolo, drive the foreign by myself
I swear to God I love my, love my, love my

[Verse 2: DRAM]
Snow had to hustle, she had to get it herself (herself)
I was off a same wave so I know how she felt (know how she felt)
When that check is on the line, you know that check is gon’ help
And there’s no one I want to get that check instead of myself (let’s get it, yeah)
Queue that cash machine, send those racks to me (to me)
Bitch this swag ain’t free (ain’t free), my bitch bag ain’t cheap (na, na)
I treat [?] like they Levi’s, those my regular jeans (yeah)
Gettin’ guap like casually (yeah), bring me on my Medellín (yeah, yeah)

[Chorus: DRAM & Snow Tha Product]
Yeah, yeah
Hmm I swear to God I love myself
I came up got that money by myself
Fuck Backwoods, I roll that dope all by myself
I swear to God I love my, love my, love my
Oou wee, I swear to God I love myself (yeah)
I came up got that money by myself (damn)
Ridin’ dolo, drive the foreign by myself
I swear to God I love my, love my, love my

[Bridge: Snow Tha Product]
By myself
For them days that I stayed up late all by myself
Ain’t no help
Made that cake and I whip that, bake that by myself
Went through hell
So I prayed up, waited look how God done help
Trials I faced but I got faith and I done made it out
And yes it’s by myself, ain’t no help
Made that cake and I whip that, bake that by myself
Went through hell
So I prayed up, waited look how God done help
Trials I faced but I got my credit with no co-sign and no loan

[Chorus: DRAM & Snow Tha Product]
Yeah, yeah
Hmm I swear to God I love myself
I came up got that money by myself
Fuck Backwoods, I roll that dope all by myself
I swear to God I love my, love my, love my
Oou wee I swear to God I love myself
I came up got that money by myself
Ridin’ dolo, drive the foreign by myself
I swear to God I love my, love my, love my

Wiz Khalifa – Real Rich (feat. Gucci Mane) lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Guwop! Wiz!
Taylor Gang, 1-0-1-7

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Ridin’ around blowin’ so much dope but I’m always handlin’ business
Way too high don’t pick up my phone, if I do, I’m like “Who is this?”
Ain’t got time for a girlfriend, telling that bitch that I ain’t got no feelings
Young nigga straight from the bottom, now my car ain’t got no ceiling
Young nigga stackin’ up millions, y’all niggas actin’ like children
Ouu, nigga yous couldn’t get in, now I’m ownin’ the building
Brought the bitch to my crib, said she felt like she went on a field trip
Nigga like me gon’ always stack, when I’m older I’m probably gon’ still get

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Baby, I’m a rich-ass nigga, never said I was gon’ be easy to deal with
But I be on some real shit, but I be on some real shit
Baby, I’m a rich-ass nigga, never said I was gon’ be easy to deal with
But I be on some real shit, but I be on some real shit

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
I’m a country-ass Beverly hill-billy
Eat it up bitch, I’ma meal-ticket
Flush it down concert like fuck a ticket
Rich-ass, crazy-ass, super picky
Want a rich dick say I’m bucket listed
I don’t fuck broke I got a boujee dick
First round draft, I’ma lottery pick
Pepped up East Atlanta vitamins shit
Solitaires glarin’
Big stone like Sharon
Superstar, Ed Sheeran
Bitches love my earrings
Know she fucked wit him, I still fucked her
Fuck that nigga, he a real sucka
It’s the Wiz and the Wizop
I baguetted my watch wit’ real boogers

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa]
Baby, I’m a rich-ass nigga, never said I was gon’ be easy to deal with
But I be on some real shit, but I be on some real shit
Baby, I’m a rich-ass nigga, never said I was gon’ be easy to deal with
But I be on some real shit, but I be on some real shit