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Lil Baby – Fit In lyrics

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

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

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

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

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

MaCita – RUN UP! lyrics

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

Cuz y’all some..

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

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

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

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

Y’all some…

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

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

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

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

Run up!

But y’all some

Corny ass bitches

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

Every city I go, I meet the same hoes

Macita!

Lil Baby – Life Goes On lyrics

(feat. Lil Uzi Vert & Gunna)

[Intro]
Cook that shit up, Quay

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Pt.1
[Intro]
Wake up!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lil Baby – Right Now lyrics

(feat. Young Thug)

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

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

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

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

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

Lil Baby – Southside lyrics

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

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

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

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

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

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

Lil Baby – Throwing Shade lyrics

(feat. Gunna)

[Intro]
Cook that shit up Quay

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

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

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

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

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

Lil Baby – Transporter lyrics

(feat. Offset of Migos)

[Intro: Quavo]
DJ Durel!

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

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

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

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

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

YUNGBLUD – Falling Skies lyrics

(feat. Charlotte Lawrence)

(13 Reasons Why Season 2 Soundtrack)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

(feat. Phoebe Bridgers)

(13 Reasons Why Season 2 Soundtrack)

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

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

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

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

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

Leon Else – My Kind Of Love lyrics

(13 Reasons Why Season 2 Soundtrack)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

NAV – Over lyrics

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

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

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

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

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

Anderson .Paak – Bubblin’ lyrics

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sam Spiegel – 20 Below lyrics

(feat. Anderson .Paak & Doja Cat)

[NOT FULL]

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

NAV – Brown Boy lyrics

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Body Count – All Love Is Lost lyrics

(feat. Max Cavalera of Soulfly)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

N.E.R.D – Sandy Squirrell lyrics

(The SpongeBob Movie: Sponge Out Of Water Soundtrack)

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

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

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

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

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

N.E.R.D – Squeeze Me lyrics

(The SpongeBob Movie: Sponge Out Of Water Soundtrack)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

N.E.R.D – Patrick Star lyrics

(The SpongeBob Movie: Sponge Out Of Water Soundtrack)

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

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

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

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

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

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

N.E.R.D – Lemon (Drake Remix) lyrics

(feat. Drake & Rihanna)

[Intro: RetcH]
Wait, wait, wait a minute
Shout out to them people, people
Wait, wait a minute
P-p-p-people, people, people
Wait, wait a minute
Mad ethnic right now

[Verse 1: Drake]
I get it how I live it
I live it how I get it, y’all don’t really get it
I pull up in a lemon, blocks get to spinnin’
Money 3D printin’
Never had a limit, never been religious
I just always had opinions
My daddy told me, “Listen
You better get some money and not die and go to prison”
So you see
Yeah, I got rich and stayed free
Free the dawgs doin’ B.I.Ds
I know everybody not like me
Ayy, got the nerve to want a Bentley for her birthday
I said, “Maybe I could rent it for your birthday
Matter of fact I need a favor for the remix
Maybe I can get some 50s for your birthday”
Ayy, get to sneakin’ for you, bae
Say we talk but we ain’t speakin’ every day
And I know you know what P about to say

[Bridge: Pharrell Williams]
Bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face

[Chorus: Rihanna]
I get it how I live it
I live it how I get it
Count the mothafuckin’ digits
I pull up with a lemon
Not ’cause she ain’t livin’
It’s just your eyes get acidic
And this here ain’t a scrimmage
Mothafucka, we ain’t finished
I told you we won’t stop
A nigga ’bouta business
Like yours, but you rent it
Wave hello to the top
Nigga the Veyron glide
Tell the paparazzi get the lens right
Got the window down, top, blowin’ la
Got the hazards on, only doin’ five

[Verse 2: Rihanna]
You can catch me, Rih, in the new La Ferrar’
And the truck behind me got arms
Yeah, longer than LeBron
Just waitin’ for my thumb like The Fonz
Woo! This beat tastes like lunch
But it’s runnin’ from veneers and it’s runnin’ from the fronts
But everyday, hey, wasn’t lemonade
I was afraid, once a nigga graduate
Would I be okay?
So I prayed and I played
It’s Rihanna, nigga
My constellation in space
Warp speed, Doctor Spock couldn’t chase, nigga

[Bridge: Pharrell Williams]
Bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face
Bath, bath salt, bitin’ speakers in the face

[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
I get it how I live it
I live it how I get it
Count the mothafuckin’ digits
I pull up with a lemon
Not ’cause she ain’t livin’
It’s just your eyes get acidic
And this here ain’t a scrimmage
Mothafucka, we ain’t finished
I told you we won’t stop
A nigga ’bouta business
Like yours, but you rent it
Wave hello to the top
Nigga the Veyron glide
Tell the paparazzi get the lens right
Got the window down, top, blowin’ la
Got the hazards on, only doin’ five
You can catch me…

[Refrain: Pharrell Williams]
Bouncin’ around, bouncin’ around, bouncin’

[Outro: Pharrell Williams]
You can catch me
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute
Wait, wait a minute

N.E.R.D – Everyone Nose (All The Girls Standing In The Line For The Bathroom) (Remix) lyrics

(feat. Kanye West, Lupe Fiasco & Pusha T)

[Verse 1: Kanye West]
Hey, do you have any black inside you?
Would you like some? (Like some?)
Ha, you know you got a right to do whatever you like to
Don C, we got the right one, that right one
In the club, always the flyest, always got her hands the highest
She stopped drinking Diet Coke, she on that coke diet
She bat, she bat her eyelids, that girl is so wired
I know she so tired, but ooh, she on fire
Hundred dollar bills, look at you, look at you
A hundred dollar bills, this ain’t new, this ain’t new
From that Paris, Lindsay, Britney, Mary-Kate and Whitney
People say that they clean, motherfucker, don’t bullshit me

[Chorus: Shay Haley]
All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom
All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom
All the girls standing in the (All the girls standing in the)
All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom

[Verse 2: Pharrell Williams]
You left your nigga home, you said you at your sister’s
You and your girlfriends’ wrong, you in here taking pictures
You ain’t gotta tell us you spending Daddy’s cash
Your girlfriend’s jealous you got the fattest ass
One dying to pee, one trying to leave
It’s hot as fuck, but you just dying to ski
It’s clear as black and white, like a fat panda
Your brain is Magic City, your nose is Atlanta
I said, “Think ’bout your future, you can’t do that tomorrow”
But you don’t hear a word, you see that SLR
You like, “Hey, Pharrell, I ain’t trying to kill your mood
But I can do the Star Trek sign, see? Killa dude”

[Chorus: Shay Haley]
All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom
All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom
All the girls standing in the (All the girls standing in the)
All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom

[Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco]
Now she got high hopes, just to say hi to us
She want the high life, she like them higher ups
She know we high rolling, she know it’s high stakes
That’s why she high speeding, out on that highway
She say she high maintenance, she say she high fashion
She say she high priced, I think she high cappin’
She had her high heels, I had my high tops
Sipping a Hi-C, eatin’ no Hydrox
I asked her, “How it feel up on this high rise?”
She said, “This high score, this was the highlight”
She got her hi-Pod bumpin’ her hi-Tunes
This higher education, welcome to high school

[Chorus: Shay Haley]
All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom
All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom
All the girls standing in the (All the girls standing in the)
All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom

[Verse 4: Pusha T]
Yugh! Like I got a crown made of powder
Everybody knows who the king of the coke flow be
All I hear is “Oh, key”, every line is “Oh, key”
All you rappers okey-dokey
Nigga, you don’t paint pictures
I paint Murakamis on you niggas
And Daimer Speedy Bag, bitches
Buy and sell, I can accommodate your clientele
Shamu weight, motherfucker, breaks your scales
P to the Usha, with a name like that, what you look for?
More or less like P with the hook up
Hit me on the bat phone if you want it cooked up
Ride with me, as I’m switching lane to lane
In my Play Cloths as I’m grippin’ grain
In a hail of bullets how I write my name
Whether soft or hard, motherfucker, ‘caine is ‘caine

[Chorus: Shay Haley]
All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom
All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom
All the girls standing in the (All the girls standing in the)
All the girls standing in the line for the bathroom

N.E.R.D – Preservation lyrics

[Pharrell]
Hate when they call me superstar
Do I look like a superstar?
Yet unreachable and very far
Ever noticed I’m right here wit’ ya’ll?
I cover my face because they do not need to see
I ain’t no gangsta or no thug, I am just being me
The world smells of drama
So I cover up my nose
The faces like film leavin’ out too long, gets overexposed
Getting praised by magazines
From the girlfriends in my clothes
I hope they still love me when I shun away cause I am afraid to blow

[Hook: Pharell]
WANT WAR?!!
(Well!) WAR WE’LL GIVE!
(We’ll be rocking this) BANDANNA!
(Well!) So you
CAN’T SEE SHIT!

[Pharrell]
Now the fear of blowing up
Definitely takes it’s toll
It sends it’s demons down to your mind to take control
If it thinks it’s got my mind
It better think again
I got the pleasure of the piano and this powerful pen
But you (You!)
You want fifteen minutes to shine, what’s your concept?
What’s so interesting? What’s your desire?
Soon as you get your cover story
And your precious headlines
So sorry, so sorry, so sorry
They’ll just fuck you from behind

[Hook: Pharell]
WANT WAR?!!
Well! WAR WE’LL GIVE!
We’ll be rocking this BANDANNA!
Well! You/So You
CAN’T SEE SHIT!

[Pharrell]
I don’t wanna blow up
I’m smiling cause I know
All the pieces that make me me will glisten from my soul
My self-esteem is not a fake
It comes from within
Come and take a picture
I’ll sign whatever you want my friend
Still.. (Still..) Still..(Still..)
Yeah!
…War

[Hook: Pharell]
WANT WAR?!?
Well! WAR WE’LL GIVE!
We’ll be rocking this BANDANA!
Well! You/So You
CAN’T SEE SHIT!

…WANT WAR!??!

N.E.R.D – Laugh About It lyrics

[Verse 1]
You made me take a look at me
At all the flaws and what could be
And all the things that you would reap
Was hidden in me, I didn’t wanna see, what was troublin me

[Interlude]
You brought your sledgehammer, comin down with the BOOM
I mean I fell in love, cause I’m inside of you
I mean I love your heart, but it’s your mind if I had to choose
You’re smilin at me smokin, but you are not amused

[Hook]
Someday I’ll laugh about it
All that pressure stashed behind it
Couldn’t it last like that? I doubt it
But c’mon girl, let’s laugh about it

[Repeat Hook]

[Verse 2]
The way you see the world is neat
You’re in the sun and cloudy peaks
Please be my friend, oh would you please?
But you’re still on the move, smoke comin from your shoes
Meanwhile I’m still bruised

[Interlude] + [Hook]

[Verse 3]
Let’s just have a blast about it (ohh, some day)
Couldn’t never found our paths without it (laugh about it)
All the bullshit that surrounds it (ohh, some day)
Let’s just have a laugh about it (laugh about it)
And I can never lose those memories
Because you’re screamin from the clouds, goin out
The color from those painted these melodies
In fact I’m dreamin ’bout it now, UHH~!

[Breakdown: Pharrell & Shay Haley]
Girl no! (Ay, you need to rethink this)
Girl no! (I mean, we been through too much)
Girl no! (And our friendship means everything)
(You know we can’t take that much time) Girl no!
(But I can’t stop us from bein friends)

[Hook] with ad libs

The Neptunes – Put ‘Em Up lyrics

(perfomed by N.O.R.E.)

[N.O.R.E.]
Star Trak (Star Trak)
Star Trak (Star Trak)
Millitainment!! Millitainment (Man)
My nigga David Banner in the buildin’ (Man…man)
Bounce bounce (Man)
Bounce bounce (Man)
Bounce bounce

[Hook 1: Pharrell]
Are you a P-I-M-P?
But can’t no nigga put the pimpin’ like me
I get em up get em up (up)
I get them hoes and put em up (up)
I’m here with N-O-R-E
And can’t nobody rip a club like we
Put em up put em up (up)
Get your set and put em up put em up (up)
Get your fingers put em up put em up (up)
Get your rag and put em up put em up (up)
Man

[Hook 2: N.O.R.E.]
Bounce bounce (Man)
Bounce bounce (Man)
Bounce bounce (Man)
Bounce bounce

[N.O.R.E.]
Now it ain’t N.O.R.E. to be on time
But I rock a rhyme that’s right on slime, it’s N.O.R.E
(It’s N.O.R.E., N.O.R.E.) I’m just chillin’ wit my shorty (shorty)
Drinkin’ on a forty (forty), private stock old English (English)
Bout to get some naughty, O.P.P. no D-E-D
All she need is me up in the N-Y-C

[Hook 1]

[Hook 2]

[N.O.R.E.]
Now it ain’t N.O.R.E. to be on time
But I rock a rhyme that’s right on slime, it’s N.O.R.E
(It’s N.O.R.E., N.O.R.E.) Half mo, full mo
Wear a thong, g-code
Gettin’ bent off that liquor
Till our colons thick and old
Stay trippin’ on them hoes…we be illin’
And them whores doin’ shows…top billin’
Stay packin’ fo’ fo’s…ain’t no concealin’
Peoples throwin’ those bows….so how you feelin’

[Hook 1]

[Hook 2 x2]

[N.O.R.E.]
Now it ain’t N.O.R.E. to be on time
But I rock a rhyme that’s right on slime, it’s N.O.R.E
(It’s N.O.R.E., N.O.R.E.) Bangin’ goin’ crazy
Bangin’ black Mercedes
Why I’m bangin’ on them corners
Bangin’ all your ladies
And she just wanna ride
Get up in that coupe and slide
Run around the corners lyin’
Say she Bonnie, said I’m Clyde (What?)
But I’m that type of guy
Have yo chicken bakin’ pie
And she really wanna fuck me
I can see it in her eye

[Hook 1]

[Hook 2 x2]

The Neptunes – Popular Thug (Clones Version) lyrics

(perfomed by Kelis feat. Nas)

Verse 1 –

Nas:
Yea, yea, yea, yea… /
Uh, yo /
Ladies love what I’ve been through /
Blood on my Timb boots /
Snub noses / club closes down when my mens shoot /
But she can’t stand I’m sharing everything with the fam /
That means them too / Flat screen / Benz coupe /
Plus I entertain bosses /
At my Spanish-style, Lagafell furnished up fortress /
But look at miss thing / in Alexander Mcqueen /
Jizette Bizatti / the sexiest body /
And I / bet you see properly /
Heard how I love ’em and leave ’em /
But she still wanna suck him and eat him /
‘Cause I’m a poet, a preacher, and a pimp with words /
A thief who stole her heart / a prince she deserves /

Kelis:
I should have know by the way that you stare /
Eyeing passes by like your rich but life ain’t fair /
But ya / make my record skip / make my record skip /
Make my record skip / make my record skip /

Hook –

Kelis (Nas):
I woulda never talked to you if I’da known you was a popular thug /
Hey, popular thug (your damn right) /
I woulda never talked to you if I’da known you was a popular thug /
Hey, popular thug (your damn right) /

Verse 2 –

Nas:
I take / I don’t ask for nothing /
You fake / I look past your frontin’ / for cash I’m a glutton /
I’m a bad influence yo / have your marriage ruined /
By hanging with me you get ass from some new chicks /
My life’s influent / cash and music /
Honeys I hit hear my song / they get mad and lose it /
‘Cause I’m a s** crazed bastard /
I hit Kelis with a cushion cut engagement ring / We done / that’s it /

Kelis:
I should have seen in the way you touched my hand /
Shuffling your car keys / it sounded like a gentleman /
But ya / make my record skip / make my record skip /
Make my record skip / make my record skip /

Hook –

Kelis (Nas):
I woulda never talked to you if I’da known you was a popular thug /
Hey, popular thug (your damn right) /
I woulda never talked to you if I’da known you was a popular thug /
Hey, popular thug (your damn right) /
I woulda never talked to you if I’da known you was a popular thug /
Hey, popular thug (your damn right) /
I woulda never talked to you if I’da known you was a popular thug (yea, yea, yea, you know)/
Hey, popular thug (your damn right) /

Verse 3 –

Nas:
I don’t mean mug or ice grill / ‘Cause I don’t have to /
My eyebrow shaped like a half moon and I don’t raise em /
The kid you can’t budge him or faze him /
My money’s amazing / Honey, Black, Puerto Rican, and Asian /
What a mean look / me and you / the king is hooked /
Got you the Cayenne green Porsche to push /
They off the hook /
Giving haters nightmares walking /
You smothered by a popular gangsta / perfect boyfriend

Kelis:
I should have heard it in the way you said my name /
While I analyze your tone you were formulating game /
But ya / make my record skip / make my record skip /
Make my record skip / make my record skip

Hook –

Kelis (Nas):
I woulda never talked to you if I’da known you was a popular thug /
Hey, popular thug (your damn right) /
I woulda never talked to you if I’da known you was a popular thug /
Hey, popular thug (your damn right) /
I woulda never talked to you if I’da known you was a popular thug /
Hey, popular thug (your damn right) /
Hey, popular thug (your damn right) /

The Neptunes – Pop Shit lyrics

(perfomed by Dirt McGirt feat. Pharrell)

[Intro: ODB]
1-2, 1-2, 1-2 (guess who’s home?)
Yeah mothafucker, you know who it is
Ol’ Dirty Bastard a.k.a. Dirt McGirt
Killin’ anything that moves {x2}
You know what time it is
Neptunes mothafucker.. The Neptunes
Yo 1-2, 1-2 (yeah this shit don’t stop!)

[Ol’ Dirty Bastard]
Plug it up, cocaine make ya speakers blow
Party amps gettin’ sniffed up now wit it too
When there’s somethin’ in my camp, a wireless amp
High as a ramp, speak to Wu like stamp
The wet got me damp, pussy darker than lamp
Moses you don’t wanna ‘ttempt, I see all fans
I’m too drunk too, now you like “Move!”
Coked out in Peru, in hair/here like shampoo
Small like snubs, camera to you scrubs
Kinda like stubs, confidential at the club
Sniff buds like Rule, I fast Ghost like Wu
Get cream like tube, burn ya fast food
Appeared in rude, we’ll take ya panties off nude
Yes and renewed, big guns and clued
Bitch I’m loose like Lugz, Dirty to the litter bug
Girls you like hugs? I don’t like thugs

[Hook: Pharrell (ODB)]
Pop shit, bitch what’s wrong?
Pop shit, nigga what’s wrong?
(Take my drink it’s about to get..) OOH!
(Take my drink it’s about to get..) OOH!
(Me and my niggas about to get…) SUED!
(Me and my niggas about to stop..) YOU!

[Ol’ Dirty Bastard]
Aiyo all this shit is from the ghetto
Smoke Palmetto, sing like Peno
Carry the Heathrows, scared of police though
They tried to kill O. in prison yo!
Had me turned out, drunk is all about
I got this money pourin’ out the stout
I’m a loud mouth, drunk party is out
Play this music on every route
Follow Dirty, I’m the WhiteOut
Catch bitches like trout, get drunk, won’t stop
I’m gettin’ this money, called gettin’ honey
Streets of Brooklyn and ain’t a damn thing funny
Have a day sunny, bitches put me in ya tummy
I’m the nigga on the cross burnin’ about 20
Go me a bunny lookin’ good and funny
All you niggas, is straight crash dummies

[Hook]

[Ol’ Dirty Bastard]
I was checkin’ out my melody before The Blueprint
Felony, a nuisance, huggin’ me and my two cents
Don’t double the six takes, never did a mixtape
But rather a chick take but waste any weather we get cake
I let rats have it, fuck these rap faggots!
Everybody want the kid dead like Pat Garrett
I’m a goon, speak with a mellow tone
Rock yellow stones, gun longer than a broom!
Cuz felon on the ride is long due and soon
Out again like boom, government comin’ soon
Anything less is uncivilized like a case mack
I’m a shooter used to stay jack, cooler than a Maybach
Arubu known to collect, twistin’ up that haze black
And Backwood on that, good rap, I stay strapped
P.P., don’t carry that weight
Nigga redhead, fuck with chicks if their head straight

[Hook]

[Outro: ODB]
Yeah you know what time it is
It’s that new shit
Dirt McGirt, Neptunes

The Neptunes – Light Your Ass On Fire lyrics

(perfomed by Busta Rhymes feat. Pharrell Williams)

[Female Voice]
Clones..

[Intro: Pharrell Williams]
Whachu say your name was?
Well um, lookin real sexy right now
You and your girls, are lookin good
Look why don’t y’all take off y’all jackets
What’s your name baby? word? okay
Tell your friend right there this, this my man Busta

[Verse: Busta Rhymes]
Hah, I know you starving for this shit
Baby I’m feeling your hunger
I’m so clean call a nigga Felix Ungar
So what if I said it baby I’m still gon’ tell ya
I hope your ass bigger than Willona and Thelma
Listen, it’s Busta Rhymes bitch I ain’t never fail ya
Your ass all over like paraphernalia, hmm
See the police gon jail ya
For walking around wit the kind of ass that’ll kill ya now
Don’t worry bout it I got money to bail ya
Shorty stacking like a mule, type of shit that’ll scare ya
Headboard bang, bump the side of ya head
Watch how ya ass spread spill all off the side of the bed now, hmm
Now whachu do to the dread? baby your ass really changed
What he initially said because a nigga dead
But fuck em! cause now we vibing and talking and shit
I love to hear your ass go (ga ga goon) when you walking and shit

[Hook: Pharrell Williams]
Move girl like your ass on fire – like your ass on fire
Move girl like your ass on fire – like your ass on fire
Move girl I’ll light your ass on fire – I’ll light your ass on fire
Move girl I’ll light your ass on fire – Bitch I’ll light that ass on fire
Move girl I’ll light your ass on fire

[Verse: Busta Rhymes]
Bust it, baby I know you probably really
Need a table cloth to cover your ass
Digging in your pocket while you rubbing yo ass
Shit so big just put the club in yo ass
Prep the H2 park it right infront of yo ass
I see your little gap between your cunt and yo ass
And make you jump inside the whip and smoke a blunt wit yo ass
I’m saying hmm, the shit’ll spread like a rash
The way they ass wiggles see I got the shit on a smash now listen
I light the L smell a wiff of the hash
And bag all the bitches, now watch you see me zip in a flash
I’m saying hmm, now I’m a put you on blast
Just like a tint window when you put your shit on the glass
Bust right through the window then it sit on the dash
And have a nigga driving wreckless till you making him crash
(Hah, c’mon) we making money and shit
Now pop your muffin while we be watching you shaking your shit

[Hook]

[Bridge]
Welcome to Hot-and-Hazyville
It make you wanna dance till you break your heels
I know you love the way the God make your feel
Now watch me get deeper than a Navy Seal (Navy Seal?)
It got a crazy feel, shit feel like you in a danger field
Hypnotize, stuck it in her, daze for real
That’s exactly why we call this one Hazyville (Hazyville)

[Verse: Busta Rhymes]
Baby, just shake ya ass till you spread on the floor
I noticed that your ass too big for your draws
You need a – a chiropractor just to marry yo ass
To tell the truth you need a tractor just to carry yo ass
Fo reala, you motherfuckers probably think that I’m playing
All bitches love to talk and all that other shit I be saying
And going hmm, see how you putting it down
I love the way you shake it throw it around!

[Hook]

[Bridge]

N.E.R.D – Infatuated lyrics

[Vocalizing]

[Verse:]
In the morn I wake with thoughts of you
And new ways to get your love… love
Never feeling I’ve done, done all I can do
Different ways I’ll keep thinking of… of

Now I feel like I’m what you see
When you find out what you truly need
When you listen to you heart since that’s where love lives
Then you’ll understand how it is

[Hook:]
Call it infatuated with you love and I can’t get out
(Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh)
Call it infatuated with you love and I can’t get out
(Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh)

[Verse 2:]
I can’t wait till you recognize
Your true soul mates touch… touch
Then only then can I provide your eyes
With a life that’s full of love… love

[Vamp]
Only there, all your days
I’ll be there in every way
We can keep it like the same
I can make it all just change

Boy, I’m just tryna get you to see
That you’ll getting in games with me
And in the end you will never see
If we could just change beats, ooo wee

[Hook:]
Call it infatuated with you love and I can’t get out
(Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh)
Call it infatuated with you love and I can’t get out
(Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh)

[Verse 3:]
If they would dry my eye and doves would fly
A small example of my feelings if can tell
Such a long time I’ve lived in that optimistic shell
Better known as a dream that’s why I can’t help myself

[Vamp]
Only there, all your days
I’ll be there in every way
We can keep it like the same
I can make it all just change

Boy, I’m just tryna get you to see
That you’ll getting in games with me
And in the end you will never see
If we could just change beats, ooo wee

[Hook:]
Call it infatuated with you love and I can’t get out
(Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh)
Call it infatuated with you love and I can’t get out
(Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh)

[Break]
Flying, flying
Flying, flying, flying
Flying, flying
Flying, flying, flying

[Hook:]
Call it infatuated with you love and I can’t get out
(Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh)
Call it infatuated with you love and I can’t get out
(Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh)

NAV – Faith lyrics

(feat. Quavo of Migos)

[Intro: NAV]
Faith in me, yeah
Have some faith in me, yeah
Some faith in me, yeah
Have some faith in me, yeah
Some faith in me, yeah

[Verse 1: NAV]
I wish that I could have the money without fame
I would trade diamond rings and all my chains
Just so just so me and you could be the same
Just so I wouldn’t have to deal with all this pain (all this pain)
My nephew started smoking gas and I’m the one to blame
I’m off the percies and I’m cryin’ in the rain (skrt)
Right now I’m [?], I wish I wasn’t lame
Last year they didn’t fuck with me but now they know my name
Girl I got what you want, I got whatever you need
I’m pissin’ out these pills, and I’m cryin’ codeine
The shit I used to buy though, I be gettin’ for free
Girl right next to you is where I wanna be

[Chorus: NAV and Quavo]
Have some faith in me, yeah
Baby just wait on me, yeah
I’ve been hittin’ on these hoes but none of them datin’ me, yeah
Ain’t no fakin’ me out
The drugs, they takin’ me up
Don’t know where I’m gonna go if you don’t wait on me, yeah
Have some faith in me, yeah
Baby just wait on me, yeah
I’ve been hittin’ on these hoes but none of them datin’ me, yeah
Ain’t no fakin’ me out
The drugs, they takin’ me up (Huncho!)
Don’t know where I’m gonna go if you don’t wait on me, yeah

[Verse 2: Quavo]
I gave them both the keys, made them race to me yeah
(Skrt skrt, Huncho)
Nawfside the place to be, come and play with me yeah, yeah
(Nawf, nawfside)
Drippin’ all this water, don’t drown (drip, splash)
Totin’, move this work across town (work, work)
I know your lil bitch scared but it’s okay now (it’s okay)
And when you get back home, put your face down
Pass up, the back door, the [?]
Damn man we famous (damn), and it won’t change us (yeah)
Have some faith (faith), got big boy sticks we safe (safe)
Don’t play with the gang (Migos) you gon’ die today

[Chorus: NAV]
Have some faith in me, yeah
Baby just wait on me, yeah
I’ve been hittin’ on these hoes but none of them datin’ me, yeah
Ain’t no fakin’ me out
The drugs, they takin’ me up
Don’t know where I’m gonna go if you don’t wait on me, yeah
Have some faith in me, yeah
Baby just wait on me, yeah
I’ve been hittin’ on these hoes but none of them datin’ me, yeah
Ain’t no fakin’ me out
The drugs, they takin’ me up
Don’t know where I’m gonna go if you don’t wait on me, yeah

[Outro: NAV]
Have some faith in me, yeah
Baby just wait on me, yeah
I’ve been hittin’ on these hoes but none of them datin’ me, yeah
Ain’t no fakin’ me out
The drugs, they takin’ me up
Don’t know where I’m gonna go if you don’t wait on me, yeah
Have some faith in me, yeah
Baby just wait on me, yeah
I’ve been hittin’ on these hoes but none of them datin’ me, yeah
Ain’t no fakin’ me out
The drugs, they takin’ me up
Don’t know where I’m gonna go if you don’t wait on me, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

NAV – Glow Up lyrics

[Verse 1]
Double G buckle tucked under my shirt
I taste Codeine when I burp
I bought a Bentley forgot it insured
You just so broke, boy you get on my nerves
What would I do if the music ain’t work?
If I [?]
I couldn’t tell nouns from a verb
But I could sell wings to a bird
I could sell tags to a shirt
Askin’ me if you got tickets for sure
I don’t know, I’m not sure
You just got hit with the curve
I didn’t know that pill was yours
Said that she don’t got no boyfriend, but sure
I grab the acid, she call me a [?]
Open the legs, so I had to insert
Make my own beats, and I write my own words
Cash out my diamonds, tucked under the dirt
I blew my third check in second year first
Now I stack up, pay my bills on the first
Me and body goin’ half on the chicken
First we sell it, then we splittin’ the difference
I don’t got no time to waste on no bitches
Cause I know that the [?] are vicious

[Chorus]
Smokin’ and stackin’ and countin’ up green
I think I need me a money machine
I heard some fuckboys are plottin’ on me
Waste 30, .240 tucked in my jeans
Won’t forget when no one cared about me
Talkin’ but they don’t know shit about me
Mad I’m the person they wanted to be
This ain’t the shit that they wanted to see, yeah
Now they lookin’ at me
Now everybody they lookin’ at me, now they lookin’ at me
Now everybody they lookin’ at me, now they lookin’ at me
Now everybody they lookin’ at me, now they lookin’ at me

[Verse 2]
My money tall hunnids, blue like a Smurf
Neck full of water, it dripped on my shirt
Nobody fuckin’ with XO for sure
Get labels, new artists is really a nerd
Suit my bitch up, yeah I bought her a fur
Shootin’ shit, I bet I act like you heard
Before I talk, I’mma go to [?]
Drivin’ on Xannies, I might hit the curb
Valentino on my shoes and my shirt
She ain’t want me back when I wanted her
I found the rest, put the sauce on my [?]
Had to think twice when I ordered dessert
Now I order my homies the surf with the turf
Take a full addy, without half a perc
It’s the brown boy that made it happen first
Look at me zoomin’ my Rari, skrt-skrt

[Chorus]
Smokin’ and stackin’ and countin’ up green
I think I need me a money machine
I heard some fuckboys are plottin’ on me
Waste 30, .240 tucked in my jeans
Won’t forget when no one cared about me
Talkin’ but they don’t know shit about me
Mad I’m the person they wanted to be
This ain’t the shit that they wanted to see, yeah
Now they lookin’ at me
Now everybody they lookin’ at me, now they lookin’ at me
Now everybody they lookin’ at me, now they lookin’ at me
Now everybody they lookin’ at me, now they lookin’ at me