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Moira Dela Torre – We & Us lyrics

Rainbow notes up on the wall
Dancing children under rainfalls
Perfect sunset set to ten
Then we begin again
There’s a ribbon in the sky
Painting rivers on the moonlight
Moving pictures say the word
Of a story that begins

I’ll hold your hand and wipe your tears
We’ll laugh until we run out of years

‘Cause no matter if our blue skies turn to gray
There’s a ray of sun that’s bound to light our way
And although the roads are rough
I’ll get through it just because

I have my You
You have your Me
No matter what may come
We’ll have our We and Us

Through tired eyes see your soul
Promise you’ll never be alone
When you need life I’ll give you rest
When you ask for good I’ll give you best

And once again I was caught off guard
The best surprise is when you gave your heart

So no matter if our blue skies turn to gray
There’s a ray of sun that’s bound to light our way
And although the roads are rough
I’ll get through it just because

I have my You
You have your Me
No matter what may come
We’ll have our We and Us
We and Us
We and Us
We and Us

And as you gaze at the stars tonight
I will gaze at a star more beautiful and bright
And I, I can do this forever
And I don’t mind if it gets a little cold
If forever and always
I’ll have you to hold
I can do this forever

You and Me
We and Us oohh
You and Me
We and Us oohh
You and Me
We and Us
Forever
You and Me
We and Us oohh
You and Me
We and Us oohh
You and Me
We and Us
Forever

So no matter if our blue skies turn to gray
There’s a ray of sun that’s bound to light our way
And although the roads are rough
I’ll get through it just because

I have my You
You have your Me
No matter what may come
We’ll have our We and Us

Piero Olmeda – Vorrei Innamorarmi Di Te Ma Sei Troppo Bella lyrics

Vorrei innamorarmi di te
Ma sei troppo
Bella, bella, bella…
Ho paura a toccare
La tua pelle liscia

Vorrei innamorarmi di te
Ma sei troppo
Luminosa, luminosa, luminosa…
Ho paura di perdermi
Precipitando nei tuoi occhi

Chiudi gli occhi amore mio non mio
No non accecarmi no
Perché nel buio vedrei
I mostri della mia mente
Chiudi le tue labbra amore mio non mio
Non portarmi via nel tuo respiro no
Perché sopra le nuvole vedrei
La tristezza della mia vita

Vorrei innamorarmi di te
Ma sei così
Dolce, dolce, dolce…
Ho paura di me stesso
Di cambiare per sempre

No, non toccarmi amore mio non mio
Non accendere il mio fuoco no
Perché in un lampo vedrei
La mia paura di essere felice
Non accendere il mio fuoco no
Non accendere il mio fuoco no
Non accendere il mio fuoco no
No, oh no, no, no, no, no…
Don’t come on baby, don’t light my fire
Don’t come on baby, don’t light my fire
Don’t come on baby, don’t light my fire
No, oh no, no, no, no, no…

Vorrei innamorarmi di te
Ma sei troppo
Calda, calda, calda…
Ho paura di morire
Baciando le tue labbra

No, non toccarmi amore mio non mio
Non accendere il mio fuoco no
Perché in un lampo vedrei
La mia paura di essere felice
Non accendere il mio fuoco no
Non accendere il mio fuoco no
Non accendere il mio fuoco no
No, oh no, no, no, no, no…
Don’t come on baby, don’t light my fire
Don’t come on baby, don’t light my fire
Don’t come on baby, don’t light my fire
No, oh no, no, no, no, no…

Piero Olmeda – La Canzone Che Vive Tre Volte lyrics

La prima sigaretta è la più dolce
La seconda è amara come un amore
La terza ti brucia le dita e la vita
Ed è l’ultima, l’ultima, l’ultima
È allora che senti il mondo che gira
La danza lenta dell’aria che brucia
Il suono del cuore che batte, ribatte
Ti scuote di colpi di gioia, ti stringe

Il primo amore è anche l’unico
Il secondo è il ricordo del primo
Il terzo è solo una dolce amicizia
Ed è l’ultimo, l’ultima, l’ultima
È allora che senti il mondo che gira
La danza lenta dell’aria che brucia
Il suono del cuore che batte, ribatte
Ti scuote di colpi di gioia, ti stringe

La prima vita è la più sbagliata
La seconda ripeti gli stessi errori
La terza sai come andrà a finire
Ed è l’ultima, l’ultima, l’ultima
È allora che senti il mondo che gira
La danza lenta dell’aria che brucia
Il suono del cuore che batte, ribatte
Ti scuote di colpi di gioia, ti stringe
Sempre più veloce, più forte, più grande
Finché il battito è uno solo e continuo

La prima canzone vola nel cielo
La seconda affonda nella terra profonda
La terza è un grido, una supplica al vento
Ed è l’ultima, l’ultima, l’ultima
… Forse
Non più l’ultima?

DJ Mustard – 4 Digits (feat. Fabolous & Eric Bellinger) lyrics

(It’s gonna be a faithful summer)

[Verse 1: Eric Bellinger]
When I be in the shower, she know that I leave it alone
So for at least a half an hour, she be tryna break into my phone, oh
I don’t know what I did to make her feel insecure
But she gon’ have to trust me, cause I ain’t even doing no wrong

[Hook: Eric Bellinger]
She won’t ever get them four digits
No she won’t ever get them four digits
She about to lock my phone, tryna unlock my phone
She about to lock my phone, tryna unlock my phone
She won’t ever get them four digits

[Verse 2: Eric Bellinger]
She so damn nosy, don’t know why she be listening to her friends
That’s probably why she on me, cause they ****as be cheating on them
She just wanna be up in my photos
She just wanna be up in my videos
She just wanna be up in my emails and my dm’s

[Hook: Eric Bellinger]

[Overlapping: Fabulous]
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my code to keep
If I should die before I wake
I hope this girl don’t crack my bank
Face down, bring her off

[Verse 3: Fabulous]
What’s crackin’ baby, other than my code
Just came off the mother****in’ road
Already it’s another episode
I think shawty undercover on the low
You know I be on the phone talkin’ real late to ’em
She be walkin’ real late on me, getting straight to ’em
I be like “okay baby stay calm, it’s just Jake from State Farm”
On the real, what you searching for?
The thought upsets you, seeing that I hurt you more
I’m out the game but you know that I gotta keep it player
Every night I say a prayer, she won’t ever get the four digits

[Hook: Eric Bellinger x2]

DJ Mustard – Deep (feat. Rick Ross, Wiz Khalifa & TeeFLii) lyrics

[Hook: Teeflii]
Your crease is what I’m feelin’
And your style is what I’m diggin’
Girl let’s get personal and let me go
Deep, deep, deep
Deep, deep, deep
[?]
Deep, deep, deep
Deep, deep, deep

[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
I’m ridin’ slow like an old ****a
All gold like a dope dealer
I’m throwin’ cash like I go with her
Hold your head high, oh no ****a
Get cash like the old folks
Dodge potholes when you on spokes
Hold the. 45 smokin’ on dope
All white Chevy, what he on? Coke
Streets talk and they call it [?]
Whole hood know what you murdered by
Strip club poppin’ but it ain’t safe
****As tell and comin’ home on the same day

[Hook:]

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Come kick it with a ****a who
Fly more than I drive, get it from the supplier
If I want it I buy it, that pussy fire, she stay the night
She ain’t even like smoke
Now she rolling up her own joints
Or, packin’ her G pen lil Bombay make the room start spinnin’
Even though a lot of ****as prolly in [?]
I’mma put you on somethin’, you ain’t heard it like this before
I’mma do it how you want it, jump on it, act like you rode a **** before

[Hook:]

[Verse 3: Teeflii]
Ain’t no I in no team
And no team in no I’s
Ain’t no reason to be acting shady
No lie, no lie, I [?]
No lie, no lie, give it up to my real ****as

[Hook:]

DJ Mustard – Down On Me (feat. Ty Dolla $ign & 2 Chainz) lyrics

[Intro: DJ Mustard]
Ya’ll already know who I am right?
Mustard on the beat ho

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Got a **** that drop it down for a ****a
I got a **** that drop it down for a ****a
Yea, my **** drop it down for me
Take it to the room, she go down on it
And she said she got a friend for me
And she ain’t afraid to spin on me
Got a **** that drop it down for a ****a
Got a **** that drop it down for a ****a
Got a **** say she down for a ****a
Got a **** that drop it down for a ****a
Yea, yea

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
My **** got ass and titties, from the hood but she act seditty
In the club took a shot to the kidney, probably won’t make it to 50
Told that ho bring more E, smoke joints to the face
My **** so bad I **** without a condom
Put it all in and I got her running
Hit it good got her walking funny, hit it good got her walking funny
And she said it ain’t about the money, and she said she ain’t about the money

[Hook]

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
I wanna see you butt naked in a fur coat
**** her in the shower when she drop soap
Only live once is my motto
After we have sex I pay your car note
Wearing Ferragamos and Benihanos
I’m pulling up the way I turtleneck in the summer
With a girl named Summer put her leg to the ceiling fan
So wet I might dive off the diving-board
I watch you pop it like a rubberband
New Rollie, I don’t mind spending time alone
I want you so bad that I pray for it
Might stay till the club close cause I wait for it

[Hook]

[Bridge: DJ Mustard]
Keisha, go drop it down for me
Neisha, go drop it down for me
And Tia, go drop it down for me
And Bria, go drop it down for me
And Brittany, go drop it down for me
TeeTee, go drop it for me
And Kristy go drop it down for me
And Ashley go drop it down for me
Because I!

[Hook]

DJ Mustard – Face Down (feat. Lil Wayne, Big Sean, YG & Lil Boosie) lyrics

[Intro: yg]
Now you know who I am right?
Mustard on the beat ho

[Hook: Lil Boosie]
I got a fire red bone who go all night long, Boos
She like her *ss tooted up and her face down
She like her *ss tooted up and her face down
She like her *ss tooted up and her face down
Face down, face down
She like her ass tooted up and her face down
Face down, face down
She like her ass tooted up and her face down

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
She got a diamond in her pearl tongue
It shine everytime she cums
Bling, bling, up in this motherfucker
Make up on my sheets and on my shirt
And on my briefs, she get on my nerves
But I don’t say shit cause she too sweet
She ride this **** up and down the street
She like when it hurt, I like when it’s free
It must be the bird, it must be the bees
I think I said I love her, I was half asleep
I was caught in the moment
Yea, then I was gone in the mornin’
She called my phone in the mornin’ and started moanin’ and groanin’
While I be home in a moment
She say she work tonight, you better work tonight
And leave out that motherfucker with some merchandise
I ain’t playin’ with ya, you got some shit with ya
I’m a lil ****a, but I’m a big tipper
Cause it ain’t nothin’ to me, but you gotta work for it
Grind, grindin’ on that wood, you got a surfboard

[Hook:]

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Now I’m the boy she wanna ride with
She gone lie for me, kill for me, even shoplift
First class ticket, seat 1A
If I put her any closer she’ll be riding in the cockpit
Took her to Benihanas, she can’t even hold the chopsticks
She put her face down and hold her ass up like a hostage
Oh my God, I’m in love with a porn star
I’m in love with a foreign car, they both topless
I done tricked off a gold Rollie wrist watch
Man, I’m tired of dealing with these hoes but my **** not
So, I’mma make me that 7-11 pitstop
She leaned over like I love you, I’m just like **** stop
You done ****ed about have a [?]
If I wife you they gone talk about me like I’m Chris Bosh
Now I done got the honey moon suite for common courtesy
The honey moon suite? Hell yeah it’s our one night anniversary ****

[Hook:]

[Verse 3: yg]
Yea, I’mma start off in la
I got a **** named Shawntae
I let her ride my **** and ever since then
She been worshipin’ Christmas break
She like ****in’ in the back seat
I know your ho like ****in’ in a taxi
Always hanging with them athletes
I ain’t trippin’, she like tricks, so I lead her to the athletes
Might fly to Atlanta and take a trip
It’s ho Heaven, all the bad ****es strip
Hold up, I got a **** that work at Onyx
I got her hooked on a **** like it’s phonics
I got a Philly **** always playing Meek shit
My ex says I’m a dog, don’t put me on a **** then
I’m finna fly to Japan in a couple weeks
That means I’m finna have some foreign linen in my sheets

[Hook:]

[Verse 4: Lil Boosie]
I gotta chick out Mississippi, she gold too
Thick thighs, nice legs, soul food
My decent chick had [?]
Yippee-yi-yo, ride that thing like that
My Oakland girl called up my smokin’ girl
She like to smoke a couple blunts fore we show the world
Got a chick out Tallahassee, she a cougar
She call me [?], I gave her, her groove back, she groovy
My Harlem chick, all we do is make movies
She like to see another bad chick eat Boosie
My Chitown chick, we have a gangster time
She from the West side, [?] s** life
Can’t forget about H-Town
She like her ass tooted up and her face down
I want her right now
Gotta have something close to home
I got a fire red bone that go all night long, Boos

[Hook:]

Preme – 1000 lyrics

[Chorus]
All a sudden everybody 100, but not too many 1000
I run through the 100, and keep all the rubber, you can bet they 1000s
I got my first 100, then said I need me a 1000
Why keep it a 100? When I could keep it 1000
I’m ready to keep, bet they won’t see you, know that I keep it 1000
You know I’m a genius, I keep it G, bet she gon’ see a 1000
I’m gunna give her 1000, just keep it 1000
I’m a keep it 1000, just keep it 1000

[Verse 1]
I’m with my G’s, we G’d up, just dropped some G’s and re’d up
Soon I bet they’ll need us, I just kick back and kick my feet up
I know them boys wan’ meet us, I can make them boys believe us
Yes lord, praise Jesus. Just copped the drop and pulled the seats up
And I just cut them rocks to freeze up, My youngins pop, don’t freeze up
I bet them hoes won’t leave us, my bitch brought friends thats down to team-up
‘Bout to make a ring for G’s up, it’s gon’ take all night to clean up
I’m a make it hard to keep up, we just live the life you dream of

[Chorus]
All a sudden everybody 100, but not too many 1000
I run through the 100, and keep all the rubber, you can bet they 1000s
I got my first 100, then said I need me a 1000
Why keep it a 100? When I could keep it 1000
I’m ready to keep, bet they won’t see you, know that I keep it 1000
You know I’m a genius, I keep it G, bet she gon’ see a 1000
I’m gunna give her 1000, just keep it 1000
I’m a keep it 1000, just keep it 1000

[Verse 2]
I ain’t never been phony, I put that on my dead homies
Room full of dead presidents just so I don’t ever get lonely
Better back, back you don’t know me. If your ass fat you better show me
It’s like the last game and I’m Kobe, bout to drop 60 large you can’t hold me
And these hoes like holy moly, just dropped a fat stack on this Roley
My lifes a movie watch closely, bitch it’s Scarface and I’m Tony
We sip the pink and move slowly, what you did last night was unholy
And I keep bad bitches on me, I don’t save these hoes I’m no goalie

[Chorus]
All a sudden everybody 100, but not too many 1000
I run through the 100, and keep all the rubber, you can bet they 1000s
I got my first 100, then said I need me a 1000
Why keep it a 100? When I could keep it 1000
I’m ready to keep, bet they won’t see you, know that I keep it 1000
You know I’m a genius, I keep it G, bet she gon’ see a 1000
I’m gunna give her 1000, just keep it 1000
I’m a keep it 1000, just keep it 1000

Preme – Can’t Hang (feat. PARTYNEXTDOOR) lyrics

[Intro]
Party
Preme

[Hook: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Y’all bitches ain’t drunk enough
Y’all bitches ain’t high enough
I just dropped thirty bands, then pulled off in that all white Lamb, yeah
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you ain’t gang, yeah

[Verse 1: PARTYNEXTDOOR & Preme]
Uh, drunk and high in the crop top, look sexy
Chantel Jeffries and rum and Pepsi
Slide through the crib, you can call your own Uber
I know that you hate it when I treat you like a groupie
I got plans, and I’m tryna fix things for you, baby
We got smoke and I’m texting you the ‘Basas addy, baby

[Hook: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Y’all bitches ain’t drunk enough
Y’all bitches ain’t high enough
I just dropped thirty bands, then pulled off in that all white Lamb, yeah
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you ain’t gang, yeah

[Verse 2: Preme & PARTYNEXTDOOR]
I’m hoping that you’ll pull up to the function
Your homies think I’m thugging, well, they made the right assumption, yeah
And you can tell them trouble with your loving
I’m the one that got you doing private things in public, yeah
I’m your man and I’m tryna make your homies happy, baby, yeah
We got drank and I’m texting you the ‘Basas addy, baby

[Hook: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Y’all bitches ain’t drunk enough
Y’all bitches ain’t high enough
I just dropped thirty bands, then pulled off in that all white Lamb, yeah
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you ain’t gang, yeah

[Verse 3: Preme & PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Say you ain’t no side chick
You more like a sidekick
Ask me what the price is, loyalty is priceless
Them bitches hate to see you riding shotgun, yeah
Only worried ’bout your life ’cause they ain’t got one, yeah
Smoking gas, pass that blunt, I’m on my last
I’m the plug like the aux cord in the tax
They can’t catch me, coupe don’t got no backseatYou a bad bitch
Quit acting, girl, I know you acting
I dropped a ‘hunnid up on a watch, it’s a fortune
Try to reach for my watch and my chain, no questions, we torture
You say all your niggas gang bang
We on the same thang
Said they want the old reign
Niggas, things change

[Hook: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Y’all bitches ain’t drunk enough
Y’all bitches ain’t high enough
I just dropped thirty bands, then pulled off in that all white Lamb, yeah
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you can’t hang
Don’t come thru if you ain’t gang
Don’t come thru if you can’t

Preme – Coastline lyrics

[Verse 1]
I just can’t figure out your problem
Got tings on the line but you know I ain’t call ’em, yeah
And that’s probably ’cause you was never really all in
And that’s been the reason why I’ve been wylin’
I can’t trust that silence
Young boy tryna get a [?] in Hawaii
Been goin’ long don’t try me
All these girls tryna look like Kylie
You shoulda stuck right by me

[Pre-Chorus]
These days don’t want nobody else
And these days I’m good all by myself

[Chorus]
I remember sneakin’ in your old house
But nowadays I just bring the hoes out
Was waitin’ on you but gotta now
Fast life, ain’t no way to slow down
I ain’t tryna flex but the wrist out
Where were you when I was in the worst [?]
All I ever do is make the hits now
You ain’t gotta tell me what it is now

[Post-Chorus]
These days don’t want nobody else
And these days I’m good all by myself

[Verse 2]
These girls all wanna pick in my pocket
Bet they wouldn’t be around if I had it then lost it
And chasin’ you ’round got me so exhausted
And you were always the girl I wanted
Got a new bitch don’t watch it
Said I never put time in
I was doin’ it for us, I was grindin’
You got curves like a roll that’s windin’
But crazy is all you drive me

[Pre-Chorus]
These days don’t want nobody else
And these days I’m good all by myself

[Chorus]
I remember sneakin’ in your old house
But nowadays I just bring the hoes out
Was waitin’ on you but gotta now
Fast life, ain’t no way to slow down
I ain’t tryna flex but the wrist out
Where were you when I was in the worst [?]
All I ever do is make the hits now
You ain’t gotta tell me what it is now

[Post-Chorus]
These days don’t want nobody else
And these days I’m good all by myself

[Bridge]
They playin’ this game
So stuck in your ways
You took it for granted
I’m tryna be saved
What we had vanished
‘Cause you gave it away
At the end of the day
There’s nothin’ to say

[Chorus]
I remember sneakin’ in your old house
But nowadays I just bring the hoes out
Was waitin’ on you but gotta now
Fast life, ain’t no way to slow down
I ain’t tryna flex but the wrist out
Where were you when I was in the worst [?]
All I ever do is make the hits now
You ain’t gotta tell me what it is now

[Post-Chorus]
These days don’t want nobody else
And these days I’m good all by myself

Preme – Frostbite (feat. Offset) lyrics

[Intro: Preme]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Woo, okay

[Verse 1: Preme]
Everybody in my hood know me (know me)
The city treat me just like Tony (they do)
Montana, I ain’t got madness (no)
Skating with the stick, no goalie (woo)
Droptop on my ‘rari (‘rari)
My ex-girl say sorry (sorry)
My new girl on molly (molly)
She look like a Barbie (Barbie)

[Chorus: Preme & Offset]
IPhone (phone), trap phone (phone)
You a clone (clone), get your own (woah)
Six side (side) for life (life)
Wrist froze (woo), frostbite (woo, hey)
Adderall, bite down (Acts)
Drop a whole pound on the greyhound (pound)
You better call your wife now (brrrr)
Got her at the bando gettin’ piped down (smash)
Right now (right now)
Right now (ASAP)
Right now (woo)
Right now (woo, woo, woo)
I need that right now (now)
ASAP, right now (now)
Shawty, iced out (ice)
I’m up right now (woah)
Right now (right now)
Right now (ASAP)
Right now (woo)
Right now (woo, woo, woo)

[Verse 2: Offset]
Flex, skrrt, skrrt, niggas ain’t keepin’ up (skrrt, skrrt)
Pullin’ up with choppers and the windows up (brrp, brrp)
Get you knocked off with a arm up (ugh)
I do not be talkin’, they gon’ bomb rush (shush)
You not really poppin’, get your crumbs up (crumbs up)
Yeah, we had to fall just to come up (fall)
Smokin’ on cookie, smellin’ like fungus (ooh)
Gettin’ the popm eatin’ it like a nunchuck (beat it)
Real niggas, no fuck shit among us (real)
The bags so big, got enourmous (bags)
Still 3 deep on the tour bus (gang)
Race to the check, took a shortcut (ugh)
I got it, you hate it
No neighbors, my houses is gated
Your career deflated (pitiful)
This is not Mike but I made it (I made it)
I’m from the north, not the Decatur (north)

[Chorus: Preme & Offset]
IPhone (phone), trap phone (phone)
You a clone (clone), get your own (woah)
Nawf side (nawf) for life (life)
Wrist froze (woo), frostbite (woo, hey)
Adderall, bite down (Acts)
Drop a whole pound on the greyhound (pound)
You better call your wife now (brrrr)
Got her at the bando gettin’ piped down (smash)
Right now (right now)
Right now (ASAP)
Right now (woo)
Right now (woo, woo, woo)
I need that right now (now)
ASAP, right now (now)
Shawty, iced out (ice)
I’m up right now (woah)
Right now (right now)
Right now (ASAP)
Right now (woo)
Right now (woo, woo, woo)

[Verse 3: Preme]
Baby, just come through (bad)
I know that you with it (know it)
I know that you with it
You fuck with a baller (ball)
I know that you get it (get it)
I know that you get it (get it)
But out for some days now (yeah)
She wanna ride on the wave now (wave)
She know a nigga don’t play round (no)
I treat that Porsche like a playground (skrrt, skrrt)
I feel like I’m fresh out the slammer (slammer)
Rockin’ designer like panda (panda)
She wanna fuck on the camera (camera)
I treat my bitch like she Pamela (Pamela)
Comtemplate
Half of my niggas is gone away (yeah)
That make it hard just to concentrate (woo)
With my niggas is bombs away

[Chorus: Preme & Offset]
IPhone (phone), trap phone (phone)
You a clone (clone), get your own (woah)
Six side (side) for life (life)
Wrist froze (woo), frostbite (woo, hey)
Adderall, bite down (Acts)
Drop a whole pound on the greyhound (pound)
You better call your wife now (brrrr)
Got her at the bando gettin’ piped down (smash)
Right now (right now)
Right now (ASAP)
Right now (woo)
Right now (woo, woo, woo)
I need that right now (now)
ASAP, right now (now)
Shawty, iced out (ice)
I’m up right now (woah)
Right now (right now)
Right now (ASAP)
Right now (woo)
Right now (woo, woo, woo)

[Outro: DJ Khaled]
Ayo, Preme, it’s DJ Khaled
The streets embrace you
I see you, we see you
Notice how I said we
We proud
Reps up, bless up
It’s your time, right now
(Another one)

Preme – Hot Boy (feat. Lil Wayne) lyrics

[Chorus: Preme]
I’m just tryna bring your pretty ass back to my place
I remember you way back, back from MySpace
Need a ’bout it bitch that can bring the pussy my way
All these niggas lookin’ at me, lookin’ at me sideways
Prolly ’cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
Prolly ’cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
I should dread my head the way I’m feelin’ like a hot boy
Hatin’ on the man, I push Ferraris down the block, boy

[Post-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Yeah, yeah, and I like it like that
And I’ma keep it like that, yeah
Yeah, yeah, ’cause I like it like that
I’ma keep it like that, oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, I love it, I love it, I love it, oh, ooh
Yeah, yeah, oh, oh no, no, no, no

[Verse 1: Preme]
I pull the roof down just to look at the clouds
New clique, called, “No Broke Niggas Allowed”
Smooth bitch, smell like she came out the shower
I moved in, ’cause that pussy got a hold of me now
You’re holdin’ me down, yeah, we runnin’ the town
Let’s catch a flight and treat the world like a merry-go-round
I got the ice on bright, goons on site
‘Cause if niggas get to trippin’ then my dogs might bite, yeah
I’m the type of nigga, hit it on the first night, yeah
Swerve life when she ask me can she spend the night here
Heard them niggas hatin’ on the team, bitch, I might care
I could fuck the girl of your dreams, that’s a nightmare
I could fuck the girl of your dreams, that’s an idea
You know I’ma beat the pussy up, I don’t fight fair
I don’t need the fake love, I just need the pay stubs
Quick to cut a bitch, but never take a paycut

[Chorus: Preme]
I’m just tryna bring your pretty ass back to my place
I remember you way back, back from MySpace
Need a ’bout it bitch that can bring the pussy my way
All these niggas lookin’ at me, lookin’ at me sideways
Prolly ’cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
Prolly ’cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
I should dread my head the way I’m feelin’ like a hot boy
Hatin’ on the man, I push Ferraris down the block, boy

[Post-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Yeah, yeah, and I like it like that
And I’ma keep it like that, yeah
Yeah, yeah, ’cause I like it like that
I’ma keep it like that, oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, I love it, I love it, I love it, oh, ooh
Yeah, yeah, oh, oh no, no, no, no

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Um… I’m just tryna hit it on the first night, squirt life
She just tryna ride it like a dirt bike, swerve life
I’m the livest nigga up in her life, sure, right
And I’m the blindest nigga up in her eyes, now I’m preachin’
Was a hot boy in my first life, word life
Had to move on like a third strike
Now I’m preachin’, lookin’ for the one with the curves tight
Now I’m squeezin’, sexy Polynesian pepper girl, extra jalapeños
Bring you where you’ve never been brung with my tongue, bae
I could make you fiend for the D like a nun, bae
Diamonds on me sing like they Harry Belafonte
Skinny ass jeans and some OVO MJ’s
Can’t go to the 6 until the record is a clean slate
Might just grow a beard, be the mean New Orleans Drake
Might just throw a party next door to where Preme stay
As my mothafuckin’ keys shake

[Bridge: Lil Wayne]
Yeah, prolly ’cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
Might just do some braids like Wayne ’cause I’m a Hot Boy
Used to have some wings, had to get them shits chopped off
Might just do some braids I’m Lil Wayne ’cause I’m a Hot Boy
Yeah, prolly ’cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
Might just do some braids like Wayne ’cause I’m a Hot Boy
Used to have some wings, had to get them shits chopped off
Might just do some braids like I’m Wayne ’cause I’m a Hot Boy

[Chorus: Preme]
I’m just tryna bring your pretty ass back to my place
I remember you way back, back from MySpace
Need a ’bout it bitch that can bring the pussy my way
All these niggas lookin’ at me, lookin’ at me sideways
Prolly ’cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
Prolly ’cause I got the whole city on lock, boy
I should dread my head the way I’m feelin’ like a hot boy
Hatin’ on the man, I push Ferraris down the block, boy

[Post-Chorus: PARTYNEXTDOOR]
Yeah, yeah, and I like it like that
And I’ma keep it like that, yeah
Yeah, yeah, ’cause I like it like that
I’ma keep it like that, oh, yeah
Yeah, yeah, I love it, I love it, I love it, oh, ooh
Yeah, yeah, oh, oh no, no, no, no

[Outro: Preme]
Yeah, yeah, and I like it like that

Preme – Ill Life 4 lyrics

[Verse 1]
I used to say
Do dreams really come true?
Do miracles happen?
Can I get paid for my passion?
When I was young and my American fam would laugh at my accent
I’d say my accent is ’bout as thick as your glasses, ha
Proud to say I’ve never caught up with fashion
These clothes can’t cover your soul
And as of lately
I’ve been focused on my lady
Fuck bitches, man, them hoes ain’t covered in gold
They wouldn’t let me cross the borders, the customs had me hold
It’s my story, if I ain’t tell it, it will never be told
Every man must stand on his own two
I know the grind, [?] taught me how to hustle in ’02
From flippin’ burgers to committin’ burglaries, uh
From winnin’ spelling bee’s to catchin’ felonies, uh
My hood credentials
Such way to protection
Momma, I pray I make it to make up for what you been through

[Chorus]
Nobody really gets you
Feel like the whole world is against you
And ain’t nobody comin’ in your rescue
And all you wanna do is be the best you
Just know you’re born for this ill life
You ain’t the only one goin’ through this ill life
All I know how to live is this ill life
They gon’ see what I did with this ill life, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
Uh, follow my story
See the pain in my steps
Sunshine bring life
So I’ma reign of the death
For the sake of my kid, I’m tryna find some common ground with my ex
But it’s hard to get right when you left
And lately shit done got me thinkin’
How I gotta strike in order to become a kingpin
Let that sink in
Quiet in the club, just smokin’, drinkin’
Or yellin’ free my niggas like I’m Lincoln
Remember when Cole would open for Drake
And I would open for Cole
So I’ma climb to the top, I was still two levels below
That shit just feed the hunger, I have to settle the score
Get off toe, hop out my bike, back to pedellin’ dope
Talk about bein’ stressed, had to finally accept
I’d be rich if I could catch a reality check
Money ain’t never make me
Pussy ain’t never slaved me
So trappin’ while I’m rappin’ just prayin’ that Lord you save me

[Chorus]
Nobody really gets you
Feel like the whole world is against you
And ain’t nobody comin’ in your rescue
And all you wanna do is be the best you
Just know you’re born for this ill life
You ain’t the only one goin’ through this ill life
All I know how to live is this ill life
They gon’ see what I did with this life, yeah, yeah

[Verse 3]
Uh, and what I can say?
Besides I want it
Want it more, kinda sore
A young boy make a fossils out of these dinosaurs
Say it, say it loud and proud
Own that shit, I got ownership
I can hand out these eviction notices
Young black landlord
Niggas can’t see me like a sandstorm
Big gold medals like we ran for ’em
Still willin’ to fall for what we stand for
Violate, I’ll cut off your lights like I pulled the lamp cord
Uh, we catch flights then catch feelings
Hard to smell the hate through the scent of a fresh million
Realest niggas recite me, the fake never relate
I’m from where a man is measured by what he got in his safe
[?]
On the corner duckin’ police
Know me, I grew up and I blew up now I’m the OG
Slim nigga pockets so big
Got my bitches on a short leash

[Chorus: Preme & [Nicki Minaj?]]
Nobody really gets you
Feel like the whole world is against you
And ain’t nobody comin’ in your rescue
And all you wanna do is be the best you
Just know you’re born for this ill life
You ain’t the only one goin’ through this ill life
All I know how to live is this ill life
They gon’ see what I did with this life, yeah, yeah

Preme – Jackie Chan (feat. Post Malone) lyrics

[Chorus: Post Malone]
She said she too young, don’t want no man
So she gon’ call her friends, now that’s a plan
I just ordered sushi from Japan
Know your bitch wanna kick it, Jackie Chan

[Verse 1: Preme]
I think you got the wrong impression ’bout me, baby (’bout me, baby)
Just ’cause they heard what hood I’m from they think I’m crazy (they think I’m crazy)
Okay, well maybe just a little crazy (just a little)
‘Cause I admit I’m crazy ’bout that lady, yeah (oh)
Finger to the world, it’s fuck you, pay me (yeah, yeah)
I been slayin’ on the pussy ’cause I’m runnin’ out of patience
No more waitin’ no, no (ayy)
Bouncin’ like a yo-yo (ayy)
Livin’ life on fast forward but we fuck in slow mo’
You a fool (ayy)
I come through and rule (ayy)
I know how to do that (ayy)
Like I went to school for that (ayy)
Tell your man I don’t wanna keep you (no, no)
I just wanna bone (I do)
And if she fuck me tonight (she fuck me tonight)
She goin’ shopping tomorrow (shopping, baby)

[Chorus: Post Malone]
She said she too young, don’t want no man
So she gon’ call her friends, now that’s a plan
I just ordered sushi from Japan
Know your bitch wanna kick it, Jackie Chan
She said she too young, don’t want no man
So she gon’ call her friends, now that’s a plan
I just ordered sushi from Japan
Know your bitch wanna kick it, Jackie Chan

[Verse 2: Preme]
(Come through, come through)
Yo’ bitch wanna kick it, Jackie Chan, Chun-Li (come through)
Quick to book the ticket wild trip for free (for free)
Take you to my town, OT (I know you wanna)
Know it’s goin’ down, OD (yeah, yeah)
Drop top, how we rollin’ out in South Beach (yeah, yeah)
Love that Cali rollin’, this might be my destiny (yeah)
She want me to hit it, I guess dinner’s on me (I got you, babe)
Know I got the sauce like a fuckin’ recipe (ohh)
She just wanna do it for the ‘Gram (you know, you know)
She just want that money in my hands (I know, you know)
I’ma give it to her when she dance, dance, dance (ayy)
She gon’ catch a Uber out to Calabasas, oh

[Chorus: Post Malone]
She said she too young, don’t want no man
So she gon’ call her friends, now that’s a plan
I just ordered sushi from Japan
Know your bitch wanna kick it, Jackie Chan
She said she too young, don’t want no man
So she gon’ call her friends, now that’s a plan
I just ordered sushi from Japan
Know your bitch wanna kick it, Jackie Chan

[Bridge: Post Malone & Both]
I can’t wait for the show, oh, oh
Got that good, yeah, I know, oh, oh
You should not be alone, oh, oh
All this drank got me throwed, oh, oh
Cup got me right
And I feel so alive, ayy
She don’t want the pain
She don’t wanna be no object
Just wanna stay out like
She just wanna sniff the white
Can’t tell her nothing, no
Can’t tell her nogthing, no

[Chorus: Post Malone]
She said she too young, don’t want no man
So she gon’ call her friends, now that’s a plan
I just ordered sushi from Japan
Know your bitch wanna kick it, Jackie Chan
She said she too young, don’t want no man
So she gon’ call her friends, now that’s a plan
I just ordered sushi from Japan
Know your bitch wanna kick it, Jackie Chan

Preme – Light Skinned Keisha Speaks lyrics

[Interlude: Light Skin Keisha]
So I’ont know who told these bitches that it was or cool or whatever the case may be
To take a picture of a nigga while he sleepin’
You know I’m sayin’, while he’s not alert or whatever the fuckin’ case may be
Like you know I’m sayin’, like first of all bitch
If ain’t nobody told you, I’ll be the first to tell you
Okay believe I’d be the first to tell you that you lame
You corny, you stupid
‘Cause first of all bitch, look if you had any chances of seein’ this nigga again
You can cancel that with you groupie ass
Like, don’t nobody got time for that
Like this, this nigga didn’t know that was goddamn bringin’ a damn
Paparazzi around
Like, damn bitch you know I’m sayin’
Like you ruinin’ this shit for bitches
And yeah fellas y’all just gotta reconsider, the type of bitches that y’all bring around
Like know that every bitch can’t hang, every bitch not cool
Some bitches really do be on that lame shit
Bitches can’t wait to name drop and tell a bitch I been with so and so
Look, look, look, look, look, look
This who I did and I got proof
A bitch can’t wait like, you just gotta chill you know I’m sayin’
Be careful, be careful, you feel me

Preme – Loaded (feat. YG) lyrics

[Verse 1: Preme]
Both middle fingers to the force
I just left port in a Porsche
And I always chose money over war
Still ready for the beef but don’t talk to the pork
Just a young nigga from the way getting paid
We been living but I die for the homies any day
And they love me from the 6 to the Bay
Roll a nigga over in the Rolls if he in the way
I’m loaded, racked up loaded
Back up nigga, I’m way too frozen
Hundred pill rolling bet she love me by the morning
A-list bitch but her name ain’t important
If they buy a brick in my city I import it
Would shout out my connect but the feds might quote it
No 9 to 5 cause that shit look boring
New whip, new bitch and them hoes both foreign
Woah, middle fingers to the cops
Bitch I’m the boss on my block
My little bro changed since the day he got shot
Bandana and the hammer now we look like Pac
Just trying to make a million with this pen, get my niggas out the pen
Build a dozen niggas [?] and I do this shit again
Man I only got brothers, I ain’t never had friends
Getting dollars with them niggas that ain’t never had cents
Oh no

[Hook: Preme]
Fuck all them niggas they dodging
All of them bitches is my bitches
All of my niggas is mobbing
[?]
We loaded
Fuck all them niggas, my niggas is loaded
We loaded
Fuck, man we get it, we loaded
Fuck all them niggas we mobbing
I turn from your bitch to my bitch
And a nigga gon’ try shit
Listen lil nigga go backwards
We loaded
Fuck all them niggas, my niggas is loaded
We loaded
Fuck, man we get it, we loaded

[Verse 2: YG]
No white T’s anymore, they don’t check ID’s anymore
Got a bitch named Christian Dior, cause all the bitch wear is Christian Dior
Catch a nigga ridin’ by myself
Got the nine on me, I ain’t really ridin’ by myself
I don’t need help, I count mine by myself
On a mission to the money, I designed by myself
I’m loaded, racked up loaded
Backup nigga, watch how I blow this
This shit come and go, hocus pocus
Gotta keep a hundred some plays in motion
She tryna fuck all day and get loaded
I wanna fuck two, but I’m tryna get focused
Million dollars in there, what a nigga grossing?
Used to kick down the front door, now the door open
Ooh, we don’t fuck with the opps, baby tryna fuck up the knots
Oh, and if you fuck up tonight, we gon’ have to jack off the Glock
I’m just tryna cop a house in the hills, couple mills
Can I live?, big steak on the grill
In the safe half a mill, [P Reign] 4 hundred
OVO 4 hundred, six side so trill

[Hook: Preme]
Fuck all them niggas they dodging
All of them bitches is my bitches
All of my niggas is mobbing
[?]
We loaded
Fuck all them niggas, my niggas is loaded
We loaded
Fuck, man we get it, we loaded
Fuck all them niggas we mobbing
I turn from your bitch to my bitch
And a nigga gon’ try shit
Listen lil nigga go backwards
We loaded
Fuck all them niggas, my niggas is loaded
We loaded
Fuck, man we get it, we loaded

Preme – Loaded (Interlude) lyrics

I’ve seen 357’s
I seen 12 gauge shot guns
I’ve seen 12 gauge on pumps [?]
I seen 45 military special with clip on the street
I seen fucking Thompsons, damn Thompson I’ve seen it [?]
I’ve seen hand grenades
I’ve seen beer can bazookas made
Damn things hit you just as getting hit with a gun
I’ve seen 22 zip guns, I’ve seen 38 zip guns
I’ve seen-I’ll tell you
This about things that you’d think you’d never see on the street I’ve seen
I’ve seen dynamite on the street
I’ve seen all of this
And you’d be surprised man
Pretty soon they’re gonna steal the damn atom bomb

Preme – No Defeat lyrics

[Chorus]
That my hoe, so she gon’ fuck
That my dog, so he gon’ buck
And fuck them niggas, ain’t got no trust
And fuck them bitches, ain’t got no love
That my hoe, so she gon’ fuck
That my dog, so he gon’ buck
And fuck them niggas, ain’t got no trust
And fuck them bitches, ain’t got no love

[Verse 1]
No defeat, no retreat
You touch my C’s, I’ll cut your whole family tree
And we gon’ eat, it’s a feast
Tan coat like you landed on a beach
Cold blooded, you the coldest when you speak
This the diamonds on my teeth, I can whisper and she freaks
And ??? to me in hell, I landed on my feet
Balenciaga sneaks, if it’s beef, we ain’t gon’ tweet
Ain’t no peace, if you feeling froggy, leap
We keep the streets sweeped, only serve to make ’em lean
She said I taste like candy, I trick for treats
We been fuckin’ 7 days, she got me weak
First time I fell in love was with a fiend
‘Cause I was seventeen first time I made some green
Freedom of speech ’til you niggas mention Preme
Then it’s 9’s to your back, puttin’ jerseys on your team
Bow bow, ay

[Chorus]
That my hoe, so she gon’ fuck
That my dog, so he gon’ buck
And fuck them niggas, ain’t got no trust
And fuck them bitches, ain’t got no love
That my hoe, so she gon’ fuck
That my dog, so he gon’ buck
And fuck them niggas, ain’t got no trust
And fuck them bitches, ain’t got no love

[Verse 2]
No defeat, no retreat
You lay a finger on my keys and get deleted
Everybody vegan now, don’t want no beef
Looking like a hundred bricks a week, shout out Meech
You niggas got a problem with the kid, then come and see me
Man, fuck that nigga, he a weenie
‘Member no cable, fixing antennas on the TV
I ain’t hungry, boy, I’m greedy
Save my bullets, give ’em beating
Wore all my chains at once, too much, got a hunch
Know the back reign, boy, you fumble and you lunch
And can’t no change change us, if there ain’t no money, hang up
She brought a friend to play D, I hit that 3 and laid up
I’m drinking Henny with a twist, that my shit
Heard y’all just got married, congrats, that’s still my bitch
Heard y’all bought a crib, congrats, that’s on my wrist
Way she sucking dick gon’ make a nigga tat her lips

[Chorus]
That my hoe, so she gon’ fuck
That my dog, so he gon’ buck
And fuck them niggas, ain’t got no trust
And fuck them bitches, ain’t got no love
That my hoe, so she gon’ fuck
That my dog, so he gon’ buck
And fuck them niggas, ain’t got no trust
And fuck them bitches, ain’t got no love

Preme – One Day lyrics

[Chorus]
Just ’cause I’m gone doesn’t mean that I don’t love you, oh
And through this window I just wish that I could touch you, oh
And even though I’m goin’ away
I’ll home one day
I’ll be home one day
Know that I’ll be home one day

[Verse 1]
Uh, reality overpowers the fiction
When we’re talking, young killers missin’ a pot to piss in
His palms itchin’ with dreams of executin’ his vision
On a mission, watch as he grips his Glock with conviction
Can you blame him? Can you blame him?
With his light straining face with the ultimate ultimatum
You either starve
Play the sideline and get involved
They urge you to get a job
You gave resumes, not a call
Anything for his kid
Never cared to be rich
The thought of consequences gets dismissed when eatin’ chips
Bought that life for a murder, his momma left, he was six
Guess he a son of a gun and a son of a bitch
Homie said the smackin’ gavel’s like the smokin’ barrel
But you can hardly blame a world that ain’t hardly travel
Just know we brothers, only God can judge us
And with this music I’ma make the haters love us, that’s real

[Chorus]
Just ’cause I’m gone doesn’t mean that I don’t love you, oh
And through this window I just wish that I could touch you, oh
And even though I’m goin’ away
I’ll home one day
I’ll be home one day
Know that I’ll be home one day

[Verse 2]
Picture this
Ass, tits and hips
Nothin’ less than thick
Mac all on her lips
Top down on the whip
Barely 25, in a newest ride and her momma ain’t buy that shit
She tried high school and she quit
Hit the strip then learn to script
Met the dawg, that was it
Fell in love, had a kid
Average black ghetto male
Even broke I’m doin’ bids
Last I heard servin’ 25 to life
Shootin’ over dice
Head crack, hunnid dollar game, said he shot him twice
Tissues for the woman with the bad ammunitions
What don’t kill you gon’ build you
Just buy the pistol, I feel you
Them perverts testing your patience
If you had options you quit
But gotta see that you think
Just watchin’ tricks from this tricks
She put the pussy for rental
And a price on the dental
But if she knew her potential
That girl could be monumental
But can you blame her?
Damn, can you blame her?
All for her daughter she sells prized possessions to a stranger
Until the night he raped her
Fallowed her home
Pistol in her purse
Holdin’ her own
Still haunted by the scent of his cologne
One in his dome, she call 911 and hang up the phone, shit
Will they believe me or you? You or me?
And cop a plea
Servin’ 25 to life for 23
And for somethin’ she ain’t tryna be
They found the fingerprints and they believe a story
Gone for homicidal robbery, damn

[Chorus]
Just ’cause I’m gone doesn’t mean that I don’t love you, oh
And through this window I just wish that I could touch you, oh
And even though I’m goin’ away
I’ll home one day
I’ll be home one day
Know that I’ll be home one day

[Bridge: Female vocals]
Away
I’ll be home one day
I’ll be home, home one day
I’ll be home
I’ll be home one day
I’ll be home
I’ll be home one day

[Chorus]
Just ’cause I’m gone doesn’t mean that I don’t love you, oh
And through this window I just wish that I could touch you, oh
And even though I’m goin’ away
I’ll home one day
I’ll be home one day
Know that I’ll be home one day

[Interlude 1]
Yo, ya already know man it’s big ol’ G, greezy motherfuckin’ money, bitch
Shout all my niggas, real niggas fuckin’ shit man
Shout out man, that nigga should be posted in here, in that motherfuckin’ cell block and shit
These niggas ain’t hear that shit, go get that motherfuckin’ body man
These niggas greezy motherfuckin’ money, you dun know man
[?] do this motherfuckin’ [?] right now
Give that nigga that motherfuckin’ bail
Fuck a bail, fuck a bail
Man, another hundred motherfuckin’ years on paper
A nigga ain’t cryin’ over that motherfuckin’ job
He won’t do, man
We the motherfucker up here, man
We the motherfucker up here, man
My niggas already told me, man
The black coffee will be well [?]

Know that I’ll be home one day

[Interlude 2]
Yo what’s goin’ on this is Bob, a.k.a. [?]
Callin’ from fuckin’ Collins Bay, graduate at school
Reppin’ the way all day
Doin’ 25 for a body
You feel me? You got me?
And I will be home one day
Holla

Know that I’ll be home one day

[Interlude 3]
Yo what up, it’s your boy Big C a.k.a. CD
I’m callin’ right now from [?] Penitentray
I’m servin’ a double life sentence for murder
You know ah mean?
True story [?] when I was 19
I’m fuckin’ 29 years old right now, man
10 years in this motherfuckin’ dawg for a murder I ain’t commit
That’s what I’m sayin’, real talk, it’s some real nigga shit
[?] you don’t understand [?]
That’s real nigga shit
‘member that time we came to trial to support me?
That motherfucker threw me the ball pen, son
The fuckin’ pen, bro, and told me to never come back bro
You know ah mean?
That’s true talk, that’s real story, how we do it
You know ah mean?
They been hatin’ on us but I’ll be home soon dawg
One love

Know that I’ll be home one day

[Interlude 4]
I’m in the pen’ servin’ a life sentence, for a murder I didn’t commit, man
I already did 12 years strong, man
You know ah mean?
Before this pen’ shit, I been in the streets
Been doin’ this, longtime on the road
[?] whaddup?
So let’s go meet this money so we can take the hook from the streets, the whole thug streets
Just remember what they say dawg
To whom much is given much is expected
To my baby girl, daddy will be home soon one day

[Chorus: Preme & female]
Just ’cause I’m gone doesn’t mean that I don’t love you, oh
And through this window I just wish that I could touch you, oh
And even though I’m goin’ away
I’ll home one day
I’ll be home one day
Know that I’ll be home one day

Preme – Still Here lyrics

[Verse 1]
6AM in the 6ix
I’m still up
I’m still fucked up
Still tryna see what’s up
Still ridin’ ’round with my thugs
Still lookin’ for a way to come up
Don’t need no more of that love
Still comin’ round just ’cause
Still fuck a club with a check
Still comin’ down on your neck
Still I’m gon’ flex
Still can’t relate to the hate
Still tryna ball everyday
Still got cake
Still I’m up workin’ late
Still tryna put you on game
Still I’m gon’ play
Still gotta grind everyday
Still tryna build that safe
Lil’ nigga yeah

[Chorus]
I’m still here, I’m still here
I’m still winnin’
I’m still here, I’m still here
I’m still winnin’
I’m still livin’
I’m still here

[Verse 2]
While we all here
Let’s get one thing clear
If we ain’t talkin’ ’bout money, please get the fuck out my ear
Runnin’ from the past
Right foot sittin’ heavy on the gas
Tryna leave the bullshit in the rear
Gettin’ tired of sayin’ every year’s my year
But fuck it this year’s my year and that’s clear
A nigga been paid ‘fore I ever had a deal
Almost three strikes but I dodge that jail
Got two kids and they miss no meal
And one thing they can never say I’m not real
Zero fucks given
Always had the vision
Always been committed
Always stuck with it
My ex ain’t smoke but she drink a lil’ liquor
And had enough bread to split the bill with a nigga
I still check your moms at the bank ball lunch
Just to hear her tell me that I shoulda been the one
She ask how I’m doin’, how’s it goin’ with the music
Then I tell her I’ma prove it and my time gon’ come
And she was always down ’til I let her down
Now I’m like Pac, I just get around
Heard them new niggas got it poppin’ now
But I still run the city when I’m not in town, yeah

[Chorus]
I’m still here, I’m still here
I’m still winnin’
I’m still here, I’m still here
I’m still winnin’
I’m still livin’
I’m still here
I’m still here, I’m still here
I’m still winnin’
I’m still here, I’m still here
I’m still winnin’
I’m still livin’
I’m still here

Preme – Tango (Go) lyrics

[Intro]
Uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Real, real, real, real
M-m-m-murder
Woah

[Chorus]
I done took it where they wouldn’t go
I’ve been with my niggas from the go
You was flossing all that money, where it go?
You be hustling on the corner, where the dough?
You be flexing on the Gram, where your hoes?
Say you pull up in the foreign, where your Ghost?
I swear the one’s that ain’t got shit, do the most
I swear the one’s that ain’t got shit, talk the most shit

[Verse 1]
Like how you let them niggas slide on you
Like how you let them niggas ride on you
Your niggas with you probably bailed on you
Surprised them niggas didn’t tell on you
You looking like you got an L on you
I might go Training Day, Denzel on you
Yelling “fuck these crooked cops”, Sean Bell on you
‘Cause streets cold as ice cream, I go Pharrell on you
Woah

[Chorus]
I done took it where they wouldn’t go
I’ve been with my niggas from the go
You was flossing all that money, where it go?
You be hustling on the corner, where the dough?
You be flexing on the Gram, where your hoes?
Say you pull up in the foreign, where your Ghost?
I swear the one’s that ain’t got shit, do the most
I swear the one’s that ain’t got shit, talk the most shit

[Verse 2]
The brokest nigga in the building be the loudest
Oh man, these niggas need a stylist
Call up Hazel-Ten and tell her that I sent you
Aw bae, I broke your heart, I never meant to
I call up Chubby Chubb, and find out what we into
She got an ass like Khloe and a face like Kendall
And she ballin’, you gon’ make me put some D on you
Had to foul, baby I go referee on you

[Chorus]
I done took it where they wouldn’t go
I’ve been with my niggas from the go
You was flossing all that money, where it go?
You be hustling on the corner, where the dough?
You be flexing on the Gram, where your hoes?
Say you pull up in the foreign, where your Ghost?
I swear the one’s that ain’t got shit, do the most
I swear the one’s that ain’t got shit, talk the most shit

[Verse 3]
I call the shots, and then the shots hit you
But niggas know it’s personal when the bucks get you
I can see it in your eyes, ain’t no heart in you
The only time you’re barking is when your dogs with you
I cut a few niggas aiming stress hits
Tafeli can’t fit no more bitches on his guest list
Fuck the pole lights, we got no rights, I need more ice
Disco bar, talking strobe lights, yelling “more life”
Woah

[Chorus]
I done took it where they wouldn’t go
I’ve been with my niggas from the go
You was flossing all that money, where it go?
You be hustling on the corner, where the dough?
You be flexing on the Gram, where your hoes?
Say you pull up in the foreign, where your Ghost?
I swear the one’s that ain’t got shit do the most
I swear the one’s that ain’t got shit, talk the most shit

DJ Mustard – Giuseppee (feat. 2 Chainz, Jeezy & Yo Gotti) lyrics

[Hook: 2 Chainz]
You couldn’t walk in my Giuseppe shoes, walk in my Giuseppe shoes
**** You couldn’t walk in my Giuseppe shoes, walk in my Giuseppe shoes
I’m wearin’ designer clothes, takin’ designer drugs
Hoes show me love when I’m inside the club
Ktz jogging suit, man that boy cockin’ loot
I paid for the pussy man but it ain’t somethin’ that I often do

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Treat her like a prostitute, purse with the matchin’ boots
I hit her in the driveway like it’s a mansion in the ****in’ coupe
All we do is go get it, I’m allergic to broke ****as
Achoo, Achoo
And even if I’m playin’ ball, the cheapest thing I got on is 450
Rappers try to befriend a ****a
On skinny ass tie, wearin’ skinny ass tie
My outfit from the Grammys might kill you ****a
Chef cook crab legs with a Dom Pérignon ****a
I’m a ****in’ don ****a, put a ****in’ [?] in him
Giuseppes Zanottis on your mother****in’ lawn ****a
Steppin’ on your sofa, roll it on your old homie
Her ass so big, she need a ****in’ alarm on it

[Hook:]

[Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
Club toxic with the zero print
Gold on the tip, pay your ****in’ rent
She only rock heels, she a bad ****
30 bands in the shoebox from the last brick
Money don’t talk, it just look good
Put me in a suit and tie, still I look hood
Designer hoes, Atlanta hoes
Couple bougie ****es from the west coast
In my white on white Giuseppes
****A I’m fresh to death, can’t help it
Memphis my hood, I reppin’
Love ratchet ****es, I love it, can’t help it
Black and yellow Lambo, oreo space coupe
Jump out with them ‘seppes on lookin’ like space boots
[?] Rollie watch [?] ****a lookin’ antique
Just counted out another million, that’s a cool week

[Hook:]

[Verse 3: Jeezy]
I see that grill on the two door lookin’ barracuda
You know that barrel on the Desert Eagle lookin’ like a tuba
Five or six Rollies, flexin’ like I’m Lex Luger
Chop the rocks with the razor and my hand, lookin’ Freddie Kruger
I’m a fool with the [?] but my fork game viscous
Lil man ****, keep the [?] Merry Christmas
I’m a [?] Clyde Christian ass ****a
You keep my name in your mouth, always ****in’ ass ****a
Swear the roof on this motherfucker lookin’ like a scarlet
Is that a half a million dollar car? Shit it gotta be
These ****as is your enemies, that’s just my philosophy
And all these swagger jackin’ ****as owe you an apology
Icy white, two bricks on my feet ****a
[?] makin’ money while I sleep ****a
Cop the [?] and cop the [?] stylin’
My Air Force 1’s you couldn’t walk a mile in ’em

[Hook:]

DJ Mustard – Low Low (feat. Nipsey Hussle, TeeCee & RJ) lyrics

[Verse 1 – Nipsey Hu$$le:]
If it ain’t a Chevy, don’t raise it up
And, if it ain’t the kush, don’t blaze it up
I’m sticking to the script while niggas changing up
They beats sounding like the homie, now they fake as fuck
But look, I was in the fo’ with my crew tryna cop me on the ten
Getting high, with my whole hood behind me
I had two zones on me, play it cool, there go Johnny
As soon as I could say it, I felt like they got behind me
So he tried to hit the exit but his brakes ain’t working
Doing 50 on the red bout to brace the swerve
And, much to my surprise
We ain’t even crashing, ain’t nobody died
But, we burnt rubber from the side
Parked and hopped out like it ain’t nobody side
Fuck it, GPS the body shop
This type of shit happen all the fucking time cause

[Hook – Tee Cee:]
All I do is bounce in my low low
Getting called this nigga out the solo
Got the burner in the low low
Damn nigga, there go po po
Pops used to have the low low
I was little in a low low
You know I got it for the low low
You know I get it for the low low

[Verse 2 – RJ:]
Let’s get high, bitch, in my Damu ride
On my momma, I’m on one, hitting that side to side
Bitch, wrapped a flag round the pistol, the rag sit awkward
Hop out schwanging, sag show my boxers
Belt $12.50, Robins, no Dickie
Dice Gang [?], school ’em like Tee Cee
Boy, motherfuck a rumor, last week I died twice
But lose your mind and double cross me, hope you find Christ
Papa was a rolling stone in the low rider
Piru boy with more passes than a Globetrotter
‘6-4, six chains, Impala
Bend the corner, three-wheeling, scrape the bottom
Front, back, pancake, fuck what a man say
Pull up on your hood, day, and park it on your landscape

DJ Mustard – No Reason (feat. YG, Jeezy, Nipsey Hussle & RJ) lyrics

[Hook: yg]
100 bottles in the club for no reason
****As start trippin’ boom bow, dope fiendin’
100 bottles in the club for no reason
****As start trippin’ boom bow, dope fiendin’
100 bottles in the club for no reason
100 bottles in the club, 100 bottles in the club for no reason
****As start trippin’ boom bow, dope fiendin’

[Verse 1: Jeezy]
I’m in that [?] smokin’ like a Marley
[?] so loud soundin’ like a Harley
[?] in my hand but it ain’t a phony
Nobody get shot then it ain’t a party
Versace on my feet, Versace on my belt
I’m at the road dealer, I don’t need help
And the shit that I’m packin’ make the seat melt
[?] ridin’ shotgun on the seatbelt
My doors open up backwards, no way
No use talkin’ like you still **** with Jose
[?] got some bad ****es ****in’ with my Fungsway
So much rose gold, got thorns on it
Half a million dollar car for no reason
And we keep the clubs full like the Four Seasons

100 bottles in the club for no reason
****As start trippin’ boom bow, dope fiendin’
100 bottles in the club for no reason
****As start trippin’ boom bow, dope fiendin’
100 bottles in the club for no reason
100 bottles in the club, 100 bottles in the club for no reason
****As start trippin’ boom bow, dope fiendin’

[Verse 2: Nipsey Hu$$le]
I’mma ball on you ****as, I’m takin’ all of they ****es
Now they see they can’t be us, try to fly with us ****a
No facade my ****a, I’m zero tolerance ****a
Over two things, my folks and economy ****a
****As gotta be kiddin’, don’t ever challenge me ****a
Got a ****ed up ass temper, I’d prolly kill ’em
And I ain’t the one to start it but I’d prolly finish
If I don’t send him to the grave then it’s probably the dentist
Look ya’ll ****as should prolly listen
All I’m speakin’ is real shit, I should start a religion
Ya’ll lookin’ like ya’ll all on your feelin’s
When you see us in the club, all these bottles and ****es
**** It, I got money for the case, I got money for the ace
I got money for an eighth, I got money in the safe
‘Bout to pull it out and drop money on the [?]

100 bottles in the club for no reason
****As start trippin’ boom bow, dope fiendin’
100 bottles in the club for no reason
****As start trippin’ boom bow, dope fiendin’
100 bottles in the club for no reason
100 bottles in the club, 100 bottles in the club for no reason
****As start trippin’ boom bow, dope fiendin’

[Verse 3: rj]
They call me are motherfucker
If you with your broad you should cuff her
I saw my momma I’mma need three feet
Cause these ****es want pictures, ****as want somethin’ free
Still got a lil raw in my draws lowkey
Slow poke, Joe Clark, ****a lean on me
Crushin’ only codeine, I be flirtin’ with the fuego
100 bottles, can’t even see the table
Dope fiend, a ****a screamin’ out the label
Put you on the set or I can put you on the payroll
Hanging off the roof like what’s up with that ****
Suckin’ me and ****as [?] you in love with that ****
****As die for a lick, shots till we equal
I made it out the sand but it’s still [?] Pedro
I’m [?]

100 bottles in the club for no reason
****As start trippin’ boom bow, dope fiendin’
100 bottles in the club for no reason
****As start trippin’ boom bow, dope fiendin’
100 bottles in the club for no reason
100 bottles in the club, 100 bottles in the club for no reason
****As start trippin’ boom bow, dope fiendin’

Against The Current – Almost Forgot lyrics

[Verse 1]
Sometimes I get confused
‘Bout how it all went down
When I feel like I miss you
I try to block it out

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Still remember when we moved into that place too soon
When we paid too much ’cause we loved the view
When we just met, and it didn’t make sense, but you said forever, And I did too, too, too
Fuck

[Chorus]
I almost forgot about you breaking my heart
I almost forgot what I went through
Left out the most important part
It got really bad, we lost what we had
I almost forgot about you
I almost forgot (I almost forgot)
I almost forgot (I almost forgot)

[Verse 2]
You’re still affectin’ my mood
I never let it show (I never let it show)
I know you’re feeling it too
It’s hard to let it go

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I remember when I moved out
And you chased me down
Yelling, “Don’t forget all that we’ve been through”
But that’s just it, yeah I’m sick of this shit
I don’t want forever if it’s with you, you, you
Fuck

[Chorus]
I almost forgot about you breaking my heart
I almost forgot what I went through
Left out the most important part
It got really bad, we lost what we had
I almost forgot about you
I almost forgot (I almost forgot)

I almost forgot (I almost forgot)
I almost forgot (I almost forgot)

[Bridge]
Sometimes I get confused
‘Bout how it all went down

[Chorus]
I almost forgot about you breaking my heart
I almost forgot what I went through
Left out the most important part
It got really bad, we lost what we had
I almost forgot about you
I almost forgot (I almost forgot)

I almost forgot
I almost forgot (I almost forgot)

Andrew McMahon In The Wilderness – Ohio lyrics

[Verse 1]
On a razor’s edge
At the first sign of light
The car was packed
While the house was quiet
And my sister slept
As we started the drive
To California
Where it’s warmer
Gonna start a new life

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Gonna miss Ohio but this time
We’re gonna get it right

[Chorus 1]
Station wagon tires, flying
Katie’s counting crows through the
Tears in her blue eyes
State lines and capitals go rushing
By as I’m trying to find
A station on the radio
Everything’s gonna be better on the west coast

[Verse 2]
And the days move fast
On northern plains
And I read the maps
The prairie grass moved
In the wind like waves
And we can’t look back
Some men you just can’t save
We had our reasons for leaving
It’s better this way

[Pre-Chorus 2]
Gonna miss Ohio but I’m not
Gonna miss the rain

[Chorus 2]
Station wagon tires, flying
Katie’s counting crows through the
Tears in her blue eyes
State lines and capitals go rushing
By as I’m trying to find
A station on the radio
Everything’s gonna be better on the west coast
Better than the mess that we left back home
In Ohio
Ohio

[Bridge]
Goodbye blue house
Goodbye red door
Abandoned worlds where we would drink on weekends
There’s magnet’s pulling from the ocean floor
I can’t forget
The way you looked when we were leaving

[Chorus 3]
Tires, flying
Katie’s counting crows through the
Tears in her blue eyes
State lines and capitals go rushing
By as I’m trying to find
A station on the radio
Everything’s gonna be better on the west coast
Better than the mess that we left back home
In Ohio
Ohio
Ohio
Ohio

Ohio

Against The Current – Strangers Again lyrics

[Verse 1]
How did I get here
And what have I done?
It’s like I’ve been sleeping for two years
And I’m just waking up
Like I’m coming out of a blackout
Like I didn’t see you ’till right now
I look around and I’m feeling like
I built a prison and put myself in it

[Pre-Chorus]
(Ahh, ahh)
I don’t wanna go through the motions
(Ahh, ahh)
No, I don’t wanna

[Chorus]
I can’t stand it when you touch me like that
‘Cause it just reminds me of the nights that I spent
Telling myself it was fine
But now I’m over that
I think it’s better if we just pretend
We’re just strangers again

[Verse 2]
Where do I go now?
And where do I start?
I don’t wanna pick up the pieces
I just wanna watch it all fall apart, fall apart
I picture it fall apart like I said I would
I wanted out but you held me down
And fed me the lies I told you myself

[Pre-Chorus]
(Ahh, ahh)
I don’t wanna go through the motions
(Ahh, ahh)
No, I don’t wanna

[Chorus]
I can’t stand it when you touch me like that
‘Cause it just reminds me of the nights that I spent
Telling myself it was fine
But now I’m over that
I think it’s better if we just pretend
We’re just strangers again

[Bridge]
We had what we had but it’s done
Now I’m over it
Held on for too long when I should’ve let go of it
And I know it was wrong but I tried to keep hold of it
It was wrong, it was wrong, it was wrong

[Chorus]
I can’t stand it when you touch me like that
‘Cause it just reminds me of the nights that I spent
Telling myself it was fine
But now I’m over that
I think it’s better if we just pretend
We’re just strangers again
I can’t stand it when you touch me like that
‘Cause it just reminds me of the nights that I spent
Telling myself it was fine
But now I’m over that
I think it’s better if we just pretend
We’re just strangers again

Against The Current – Voices lyrics

[Verse 1]
My head chained down by voices
Took us right where they want
They’re puttin’ up choice as a poison
Made them fall away just

[Pre-Chorus]
“You know, they’re better off without you”
“You know how they talk about you”
“Your fears are coming true, you know why”
[?]

[Chorus]
When will the voices stop making trouble inside
If I look in the mirror will I see through their eyes
When will the voices in my head just stop and let me rest
I can’t take it (take it)
Hearing the voices again

[Verse 2]
I’m up to my neck in the noises
So I thank God that walls don’t talk
I’d do anything to avoid ‘em
I tear ‘em down ’cause I’ve had enough

[Pre-Chorus]
“You know, they’re better off without you”
“You know how they talk about you”
“Your fears are coming true, you know why”
And I say

[Chorus]
When will the voices stop making trouble inside
If I look in the mirror will I see through their eyes
When will the voices in my head just stop and let me rest
I can’t take it (take it)
Hearing the voices again
When will the voices stop making trouble inside
If I look in the mirror will I see through their eyes
When will the poison in my head just stop and let me rest
I can’t take it (take it)
Hearing the voices again

[Bridge]
“You know, they’re better off without you”
“You know how they talk about you”
“Your fears are coming true, you know why”
And I say
Yeah, I know they’re better off without me
I know how they talk about me
My fears are coming true
I know why

[Chorus]
When will the voices stop making trouble inside
If I look in the mirror will I see through their eyes
When will the voices in my head just stop and let me rest
I can’t take it (take it)
Hearing the voices again
When will the voices stop making trouble inside
If I look in the mirror will I see through their eyes
When will the voices in my head just stop and let me rest
I can’t take it (take it)
Hearing the voices again

DJ Mustard – Throw Your Hood Up (feat. Dom Kennedy, Royce & RJ) lyrics

[Bridge – rj:]
All my Detroit ****as!
All my L. A. ****As, where ya at? Throw your hood up
All my N. O. ****As!
All my bno ****as, where ya at? Throw your hood up
All my N. Y. ****As!
All my Chitown ****as, where ya at? Throw your hood up
All my G. A. ****As! Hol’ up
All my Bay ****as, where ya at? Throw your hood up

[Hook – rj (x2):]
Everybody got problems!
Everybody got shirts cause they ****a got murked
Everybody got issues!
Everybody walk around with a big ass pistol

[Verse 1 – Dom Kennedy:]
I’m relaxing, getting high
****As ain’t shit, I’m just rapping on the side
Told ’em pussy, paper, passion and some pride
I got everything a ****a ever wanted ‘fore I died
Uh, two Rolexes that I don’t ever wear
A big gold chain I ain’t seen in a year
Leimert Park ****a looking clean in the mirror
Your girl want me, I could see it from here
Yeah, try and make money and friends is mo’ plans
You lil ****as is hiding, there’s no chance
Two step, my ****as just don’t dance
If you ever say my name, ****a, we throw hands
Told him Pushaz Ink the program, we hold bands
On that Opm shit, you know we in this
With the extra, extra, talk all reckless
Bitch in real life, yeah, that’s what I expected, ****a

[Bridge + Hook]

[Verse 2 – Royce the Choice:]
Not a rapper, way too street with it
All I did was take my life and put a Mustard beat with it
I’m D with it, believe in it, I speak it if I did that
I “Doo doo!” “Hello?” and have them ****as where you live at
Tuesdays and thursdays, them white people jumping out
Problems on my dick, have your girlfriend suck it out
A born sinner, but live killers die winners
I’ll cook my momma dope before I cook a bitch dinner
(Ol’ pussy ass ****as) I smell placenta
Dressed sharper than the mind of a Seven Percenter
Think about robbin’ me, take your brain off
She only wanna cut cause she chain saw
With the bopper as my sword and that Ruger as my shield
Bitch, my move around too real, Oxycontin, pop the blue pills
It’s a cold life, my favorite numbers is 4-5
Donald Sterling, clip a ****a I don’t like

[Bridge + Hook]

[Verse 3 – rj:]
Uh, it ain’t where ya from but it’s where ya at
I’m down to load a drum quicker than ya app
Lil ****a tryna ball, set a screen for me
Birds of a feather waiting on a wing for me
And I’ll never let a ****a think for me
I just need the suicides with the seats bloody
Look, I’ll trade a morc like a logo
For any real ****a ever put up on a Polo
Oh no, now it go, those ****as
Whole shows, both coasts so I throw no feelings
No chillin’, got a chopper and a chicken
Where you from? I threw mines to the ceiling
Pull a foreign off the lot, just got deported
And a quarter for the watch, getting extorted
Lil ****as want war but can’t afford it
Put ya life on the line, now bitches snort it, huh

[Bridge + Hook]

DJ Mustard – Tinashe Checks In (Extended Version) (feat. Tinashe) lyrics

[M:] God damn, **** it’s hot as ****
[M:] Roll down the windows, turn on the ac or turn on some music or something, **** you got me ****ed up
[F:] Let me see what’s on the radio
[Dj Mustard songs playing on every radio channel]
[M:] **** I’m tired of this shit, I’m tired of this ****a

Mustard – 92. 3 [?] radio, it’s a beautiful day in the city right now
I know everyone’s out doing their thing, it’s summertime, but I need all my s*** independent single ladies,
If you don’t need a ****a for shit call me up right now, like right ****in’ now

Would it be a mistake if I put it down on you?
I’m not into games I’ve been feeling lonely, so are you
We should do the damn thing
Let me hit the shower, are you comin’ through?
Give me about an hour and I’ll be ready [?]
**** You talkin’ ’bout? We don’t even speak, we just do the nasty
That way we make a [?]
Used to love to see my ****a happy even though you brought baggage
Did everything you asked me but you was gettin’ ratchet
Now we got damage, you let these other ****es have it
You let these other ****es have it
You let these other ****es have it
You let these other ****es have it