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VanLadyLove – Mars

I see you staring
At rockets in the sky
Firing the liquid
Lightning on your eyes
I think you know
You can make it if you try

[Chorus]
We can make it to Mars
Lead a fire in the dark
Maybe find a place out in where
Stars don’t try to blow each other up
We can make it to Mars
Lead a fire in the dark
Maybe find a place out in where
Stars don’t try to blow each other up

I see you waiting
For miracles at night
Standing still while
Lives can pass us by
Don’t know we can make it
We can make it if we try
I see you waiting
For miracles at night

[Chorus]
We can make it to Mars
Lead a fire in the dark
Maybe find a place out in where
Stars don’t try to blow each other up
We can make it to Mars
Lead a fire in the dark
Maybe find a place out in where
Stars don’t try to blow each other up

We’ve made our decision
A thorough division
We’ve made our decision
A thorough division
A cosmic religion
Like nuclear fission
We’ve made our decision
A thorough division
A cosmic religion
Like nuclear fission, baby

[Chorus] x2
We can make it to Mars
Lead a fire in the dark
Maybe find a place out in where
Stars don’t try to blow each other up
We can make it to Mars
Lead a fire in the dark
Maybe find a place out in where
Stars don’t try to blow each other up

Shy Glizzy – Congratulations

Young Jefe Homes
Congratulations

[Hook]
Pocket full of blue faces they still motherfuckin’ hatin’
I came from the bottom had to motherfuckin’ take it
No I ain’t never trippin’ if I do I tie my laces
Cause death is guaranteed and your life is what you make it
When you shinin’ too hard you can see it in their faces
Still standin’ on them couches with them motherfuckin’ aces
Boy behind the smile know you makin’ funny faces
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations

[Verse 1]
Look here I’m a boss my nigga you all fraud
For ten grand large my nigga he take you off
Young Jefe I’m a God them bitches they praise the lord
I’m really from the trap you grew up in your garage
Boy you need to stop yeah put that shit in park
Monday I’m in Off-white, Tuesday Saint-Laurent
But this ain’t what you want nah this ain’t what you want
Bitch got mad at me wanna hit it from the front
Everything I do now yeah, I do it for my son
I do it for my lil bro, I do it for my mum
They wanted me to lose but look at me bitch I won
A nigga play with Glizzy he get hit with Glizzy gun

[Hook]
Pocket full of blue faces they still motherfuckin’ hatin’
I came from the bottom had to motherfuckin’ take it
No I ain’t never trippin’ if I do I tie my laces
Cause death is guaranteed and your life is what you make it
When you shinin’ too hard you can see it in their faces
Still standin’ on them couches with them motherfuckin’ aces
Boy behind the smile know you makin’ funny faces
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations

[Verse 2]
Yeah its Glizzy season
Fuck whoever your team is
Pussy ass niggas always hating for no reason
I be with them demons they kill you for no meanin’
War zone in my hood they got blood all over the cement
Nigga we ain’t beefin’
I come through your hood squeezin’
Right around the time when the lil ones should be sleepin’
Late night I be creepin’, police always geekin’
These niggas big and bad ’til they bitch ass hit that precinct
Or they 6 feet in, you niggas gonna see then
It’s Glizzy Glizzy baby, know you niggas wanna be him
I’m on another level that these niggas don’t be reachin’
If you ain’t talking money then what language is you speakin’

[Hook]
Pocket full of blue faces they still motherfuckin’ hatin’
I came from the bottom had to motherfuckin’ take it
No I ain’t never trippin’ if I do I tie my laces
Cause death is guaranteed and your life is what you make it
When you shinin’ too hard you can see it in their faces
Still standin’ on them couches with them motherfuckin’ aces
Boy behind the smile know you makin’ funny faces
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations

[Outro]
Ya, congratulations
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations
Ya, GG
It takes a real nigga to tell you congratulations
Congratulations

OG Boobie Black – Goin Live

[Hook]
I’m going live on the gram
You see me with them bands
You see me every day
You got to be a fan
I’m going live on the gram
You see me when I’m shining
I’m about to show you something
So you could leave a comment
Live, live
I’m going, i’m going
Live, live
I’m going, i’m going
Live, live
I’m going, i’m going
Live, live
I’m going live

[Verse 1]
Early in the morning, I’m fucking with the gram
A message to the streets
I’m still a living man
I’m sorry for you haters, you need to get some money
Your bitch wrote on my page and told me that she love me
I see you in my DM’s
But I don’t read no DM’s
Two strippers in the bed
Go live so I could see em
I’m always in the picture I know you see me bitches
I know your status fake, you must be in your feelings

[Pre Hook]
Your hoes talking stupid
I block em like I’m super
I got a side bitch and I nicked named her tootta
I motivate my niggas to keep making that moolah
I’m always going live, nigga you see what I’m doing

[Hook]
I’m going live on the gram
You see me with them bands
You see me every day
You got to be a fan
I’m going live on the gram
You see me when I’m shining
I’m about to show you something
So you could leave a comment
Live, live
I’m going, i’m going
Live, live
I’m going, i’m going
Live, live
I’m going, i’m going
Live, live
I’m going live

[Verse 2]
I shout out all my niggas
Who juggen with the scrilla
I shout out to them bitches who comment on my pictures
I shout out all the cities
I fuck with real niggas
I’m smoking going live, might say some shit ridiculous
I see you on my line
You loving on my lingo
You comment I’m the sickest, you sending kiss and emo’s
They tagging in my name
That might just be the people
I know the feds is watching
So I don’t show my pistol

[Pre hook]
Your hoes talking stupid
I block em like I’m super
I got a side bitch and I nicked named her tootta
I motivate my niggas to keep making that moolah
I’m always going live, nigga you see what I’m doing

[Hook]
I’m going live on the gram
You see me with them bands
You see me every day
You got to be a fan
I’m going live on the gram
You see me when I’m shining
I’m about to show you something
So you could leave a comment
Live, live
I’m going, i’m going
Live, live
I’m going, i’m going
Live, live
I’m going, i’m going
Live, live
I’m going live

Lil Bibby – Trapspots

[Intro: Lil Bibby]
Bibby frank, why they tried to rob her?
I got a job for you, meet me in the lobby

[Bridge: Lil Bibby]
Take my card
Trapspots, I got trapspots (I got trapspots)
Turn my momma house into a trapspot (to a trap, ay)
In my hood, shit like Black Ops (shit like Black Ops)
[Female]
(*oh my god, who’s this? L B?*)

[Hook: Lil Bibby]
Look!
Shootouts in my hood, shit like Black Ops
Turn my momma house into a trapspot
Ay, trapspot, I got trapspots
Look, trapspot, I got trapspots
Look, Margiela all kinda flavors (Maison Margielas)
You ain’t tryna fuck, bitch I’ll see you later! (I’ll see later!)
Ayy, look. Keep a Gat, that’s a fact (that’s a fact)
Ay, turn my momma house into a trap, ayy

[Verse 1: Lil Bibby]
You know I like a hood bitch, extra boujie
Took her from McDonalds, got that lil bitch eating sushi
Make her hold my toolie, we ain’t going to no movies
Tell em even if you pay her, she ain’t fucking with no goofy
Look, cooling with my pluggie sniffing raw (sniff that shit, ay)
Leaning with my shooters sipping raw, ayy
Lil shorty 19, I like her jaw. ay (I like her jaw)
Swear she swallow everything, man shorty raw. ay (she got a gift!)
My young-ins thirsty waiting on that call (on that call, ay)
I nod my head and they gon’ knock ya off, ay (knock ya off, ay)
Shorty got an ass and it soft, look (and its soft, ay)
And she gon give her last to a boss, ay (to a boss)
On the e-way I’m just thinking about the past, how…
Living with my momma I was fucked up on my ass, how…
I was out of town, I made my momma sell my bags out
Bout to buy her that new whip, I know you like that Jag, ma
(get that whip, ay)

[Hook: Lil Bibby]
Shootouts in my hood, shit like Black Ops
Turn my momma house into a trapspot
Ay, trapspot, I got trapspots
Look, trapspot, I got trapspots
Look, Margiela all kinda flavors (kinda flavors)
You ain’t tryna fuck, bitch I’ll see you later! (later!)
Ayy, look. Keep a Gat, that’s a fact (that’s a fact)
Turn my momma house into a trap, ayy

[Verse 2: Lil Bibby]
(cookin’) (cookin’)
Cooking Ramen noodles out the crack pot
Tell me why I get harassed by the black cops
You could keep that, take my young-ins like them black Glocks
Goofy capping out the oneway, then he got shot
Niggas sending threats but never see it through
Riding through the night, they start shooting at my vehicle
My young-ins need some work don’t make me put a key one you
Pull up with them sticks now candles lit
Man, R.I.P to you

[Hook: Lil Bibby]
Shootouts in my hood, shit like Black Ops
Turn my momma house into a trapspot
Ay, trapspot, I got trapspots
Look, trapspot, I got trapspots
Look, Margiela all kinda flavors (kinda flavors)
You ain’t tryna fuck, bitch I’ll see you later! (later!)
Ayy, look. Keep a Gat, that’s a fact (that’s a fact)
Turn my momma house into a trap, ayy
(trap, ayy) (trap, ayy) (trap, ayy) (trap, ayy)

Goldfrapp – Moon In Your Mouth

[Verse 1]
I’m alive
I feel your heartbeat
Moon in your mouth
We are perfection
Life and desire
I wanna stay here now
Every moment is a luxury

[Chorus 1]
Just pull me along
And don’t let go
You started something

[Verse 2]
I’m alive
I feel the blood
Seeing stars in your eyes
There is an endless
Chill, that’s the love

[Chorus 2]
So, hold me love
And don’t let go
We started something
We’re alive

[Bridge]
We’re looking at the Moon
It’s the same face we all see

[Outro]
To you, to you
Alive, to love
To you, to you
Alive, to love

Trey Songz – The Prelude (Tremaine The Album Album)

[Verse 1]
I been stressed out (yeah)
I ain’t feeling my best (no)
All they want is my sex
I got the best out (I got the best)
I’ll do some things you won’t believe
So many weaves, I didn’t sweat out
Think I might’ve found love one time
Think I might’ve found love few times
Yeah, probably (ooh probably)
Think I had a good girl one time
Think I had a good girl few times
I’m sorry
Why oh, why am I in my bed I lie
All in my bed alone, my eyes open wide
I wonder which one of y’all finna come up
Do it sun down ’til the sun up
And she won’t tell me no
Yes, she gon’ come running
I keep girls on hold, I’m not being funny
But tonight I’m on a different time
Want something I’ve been trying to find
Maybe something I done left behind
Baby, fronting but it once was mine

[Verse 2]
All the times you were disappointed
All the girls ’cause I’m always lonely
I’ma miss you, yeah, that’s what she told me
Now I’m wishing she would pull up on me
(On me, on me) Yeah
Pull up on me, now I’m wishing she would pull up on me
(pull up on me)
Pull up on me (now I’m wishing she would pull up on me)
Baby, pull up on me, yeah I wish she would

Trey Songz – Come Over (Tremaine The Album Album)

[Intro]
I want you to
I want you to
I want you to come

[Verse 1]
When you need me, all you gotta do is call (do is call)
Believe me, all you gotta do is call (do is call)
Yeah, that’s cool, yeah, that’s cool, she say tell me what you want
Yeah, that’s cool, yeah, that’s cool ’til it’s time to get it off
Told her she can holla when she need me
I know that I’ve never made it easy
I compromise a lot just to make it here
I’m scared to fall in love if we facing fear
Turned off all my phones and now they calling me at home
I done told ’em all that I just wanna be alone

[Chorus]
Come over
Can you come over? Yeah
Come over
And I know you’re not supposed to but I need you close, boo
Come over
Even though we fell apart, don’t you even start, girl, you still got my heart
Come over
You know where I am, if you can’t, I understand
Won’t you come over?
Won’t you come over?

[Verse 2]
If you need it, tell me, baby, would you call?
So busy tripping, didn’t catch you ‘fore the fall
I made a lot of money, lost a lot of friends
I can’t take this money with me in the end
I be on the road, you know I’m always on the go
Yeah, we been apart but this will always be your home

[Chorus]
Come over
Can you come over? Yeah
Come over
And I know you’re not supposed to but I need you close, come over
Come over
Even though we fell apart, don’t you even start, girl, you still got my heart
Come over
You know where I am, if you can’t, I understand (understand)

[Bridge]
Won’t you come over? We can make it alright, babe
Won’t you come over? It’ll be just fine
I’m going out of my mind, no lie
So
Won’t you come, won’t you come
Won’t you come over?
Won’t you come
So won’t you come

[Chorus]
Come over
Can you come over? Oh baby, I need you
Come over
And I know you’re not supposed to but I need you close, come
Come over
Even though we fell apart, don’t you even start, girl, you still got my heart
Come over
You know where I am, if you can’t, I understand
Won’t you come over?
Won’t you come over?

[Outro]
I want you to
I want you to, come over
I want you to come
Tremaine

Trey Songz – #1 Fan (Tremaine The Album Album)

[Verse 1]
I don’t wanna do too much
I don’t wanna speak too much
I don’t wanna breathe the wrong way
I don’t wanna kill this moment
This moment shared between us
‘Cause I been thinking ’bout it all day, oh woah

[Pre-Chorus]
You told me I’m all you wanted
I don’t wanna ruin your expectations
And all your body language, I’m gon’ read it, ayy
As best as I can (as best as I can) ’cause tonight I am

[Chorus]
Having sex with my number 1 fan
So why am I so nervous?
So why am I so nervous?
Having sex with my number 1 fan
So why am I so nervous?
Having sex with my number 1 fan
So why am I so nervous?

[Verse 2]
I don’t wanna move too fast
Girl, I wanna make it last
Tonight we gonna do it my way, oh
I know you been waiting for it
You gotta just lay back
I just wanna take my time, babe

[Pre-Chorus]
You told me I’m all you wanted
I don’t wanna ruin your expectations, oh no no no no
And all your body language, I’m gon’ read it, ayy
As best as I can (as best as I can) ’cause tonight I am

[Chorus]
Having sex with my number 1 fan
So why am I so nervous?
So why am I so nervous?
Having sex with my number 1 fan
So why am I so nervous?
Having sex with my number 1 fan
So why am I so nervous?

[Bridge]
You ready?
When I leave it up to me, she sees
Will I give her everything she needs?
I just hope that when we’re done she’s pleased
I hope it’s everything you thought it’d be, oh

[Pre-Chorus]
You told me I’m all you wanted
I don’t wanna ruin your expectations
And all your body language, I’m gon’ read it (all night long)
As best as I can (as best as I can) ’cause tonight I am

[Chorus]
Having sex with my number 1 fan (so why am I)
So why am I so nervous? (Nervous, baby)
So why am I so nervous?
Having sex with my number 1 fan (I just wanna get it right for you, baby)
So why am I so nervous?
Having sex with my number 1 fan (I just wanna get it right for you, baby)
So why am I so nervous?

Trey Songz – Nobody Else But You (Tremaine The Album Album)

[Intro]
I don’t want nobody else but you
I don’t want nobody else but you, ooh ah ah
Nobody else but you, ooh ah ah

[Verse 1]
She like what’s up, what’s up with me and you, (ooh ah) yeah
What we fin’nin, fin’nin to do (ooh ah ah)
Lately I’ve been giving you some room, (ooh) uh huh
Lately I just don’t know what to do, ooh ooh ooh
I don’t want nobody else but you (ooh ah ah)
I know you don’t want to wait for me, aye
They say you should stay away from me, (no) aye
I know you the only babe for me, pray for me
Gratefully you love me too (ooh ah ah)
Know a lot of men would do you better
Know that I done put you through whatever
I know that you care for me, I know you’ll be there for me
If ever something happen you still down
Real one, I guess I’m just a fool with her
Looking in the mirror like, ain’t you scared to lose her?
Why you acting like another man wouldn’t choose her?
You know she the only true girl, ooh girl

[Pre-Chorus]
I can’t even lie yeah you got me falling (fall)
Even when I try and the game keep calling (call)
Why we in the club, why I’m always ballin’ (ball)
Tryna’ be in love, we don’t fall too often
It’s hard to (fall), but you got me falling (fall)
Even when I try and the hoes keep calling (call)
Why we in the club, why I’m always ballin’ (ball)
Tryna’ be in love, we don’t fall too often
It’s hard to (fall), but still

[Chorus]
I don’t want nobody else but you
I don’t want nobody else but you, ooh ah ah
Nobody else but you, ooh ah ah
I don’t want nobody else but you

[Verse 2]
They catch us on the low and I know you hate that (true)
They say that I’m yours and you say it ain’t that (true)
And every time it goes I just bring the pain back, yeah
Break ups to make ups that-that’s just the way it goes (ooh ah ah)
Know a lot of men would do you better (ooh ah)
Know that I done put you through whatever (ooh ah)
I know that you care for me, I know what you spared for me
I know you won’t wait on me forever (noooo)
Real one, I guess I’m just a fool with her
Looking in the mirror like, ain’t you scared to lose her?
Why you acting like another man wouldn’t choose her?
You know she the only true girl, ooh girl

[Pre-Chorus]
I can’t even lie yeah you got me falling (fall)
Even when I try and the game keep calling (calling my name)
Why we in the club, why I’m always ballin’ (ball)
Tryna’ be in love, we don’t fall too often
It’s hard to (fall), but you got me falling (fall)
Even when I try and the hoes keep calling (call)
Why we in the club, why I’m always ballin’ (ball)
Tryna’ be in love, we don’t fall too often
It’s hard to (fall), but still

[Chorus]
I don’t want nobody else but you
I don’t want nobody else but you, ooh ah ah
Nobody else but you, ooh ah ah
I don’t want nobody else but you

[Outro]
But you, ooh ah ah, nobody else but you
But you, ooh ah ah, I don’t want nobody else but you
But you, ooh ah ah, nobody else but you
Nobody else but you, ooh ah ah, but you, ooh ah, but you

Trey Songz – Playboy (Tremaine The Album Album)

[Chorus]
Don’t know why I’m still
Still kissing girls that I don’t love
Still stumbling out of these clubs
Still, I’m just so hard to trust
Don’t know why I’m still a playboy (still)
Still running ’round tryin’ to lay up
Still fucking but I wanna make love, I really want to
Don’t know why I’m still a playboy

[Verse 1]
Too many nights to remember
So many girls, I can’t count
Can’t keep track of these adventures
What has become of me now?
I thought each one was special
Oh, who am I kidding?
Why do the things feel so good?
That are so forbidden, okay
That’s enough of child’s play
I think it’s time to settle down
But the game won’t let me out

[Chorus]
Don’t know why I’m still
Still kissing girls that I don’t love
Still stumbling out of these clubs
Still, I’m just so hard to trust
Don’t know why I’m still a playboy (still)
Still running ’round tryin’ to lay up
Still fucking but I wanna make love, I really want to
Don’t know why I’m still a playboy

[Verse 2]
I’m feeling all kinds of pressure
My momma wants another grandchild
Can’t say I’m not making the effort
But these women keep calling me out
I guess I’m losing this battle
Oh, I’d be trippin’
Why do things that feel so good?
Put me in this position, okay
That’s enough of child’s play
I think it’s time to settle down (settle down)
But the game won’t let me out

[Chorus]
Don’t know why I’m still (I’m still)
Still kissing girls that I don’t love
Still stumbling out of these clubs
Still, I’m just so hard to trust
Don’t know why I’m still a playboy (still)
Still running ’round tryin’ to lay up (lay up)
Still fucking but I wanna make love, I really want to
Don’t know why I’m still a playboy

[Bridge]
Goes down way too many times in my DM
Gave me way too many signs, I ain’t see them
I just hope that I ain’t too late
I just hope that I ain’t sealed my fate
Oh baby, can I, can I pick it up?
Can I get back the love?
I really want to change my life
Girl, there’s nothing that I want more now
But the game won’t let me out

[Chorus]
Don’t know why I’m still
Still kissing girls that I don’t love
Still stumbling out of these clubs
Still, I’m just so hard to trust
Don’t know why I’m still a playboy (still)
Still running ’round tryin’ to lay up (lay up)
Still fucking but I wanna make love, I really want to
Don’t know why I’m still a playboy

Trey Songz – The Sheets…Still (Tremaine The Album Album)

[Verse 1]
This ain’t the models or the bottles in the club, R&B song (R&B song)
Girl, this that look me in the eyes while you ride like give you all of me songs, yeah
This ain’t no all up in your phone, tryna see what’s going on love song, no
This that turn your phone off, this that do it ’til you can’t no more, oh

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t need no music ’cause we on repeat
She love to sing much as I love the beat
We do our thang when we fuck up the sheets
We do our thang when we fuck up the sheets

[Chorus]
I make your body pour, fuck up the sheets
Pick you right off the floor, when we fuck up the sheets
I get it wetter every time, fuck up the sheets
I drink that water like it’s wine, fuck up the sheets
Don’t need no music
She love to sing
Oh, oh

[Verse 2]
This ain’t no threesome, baby, you can get your girl for the song, oh no
Girl, this that yeah, you know you’re mine, all the time, making love song, oh
If you got the time, baby, I wanna watch, if you wanna grind, baby, then I’m on the clock, yeah
You got that working, baby, I give you the business, girl, you probably have a baby in you when we finished
Got me losing my mind, found it between your legs
You taking deeper, baby, I’m all in your head
This ain’t the models or the bottles in the club, R&B song
When we do it, we don’t need no music

[Pre-Chorus]
Don’t need no music ’cause we on repeat
She love to sing much as I love the beat
We do our thang when we fuck up the sheets, woah
We do our thang when we fuck up the sheets, oh

[Chorus]
I make your body pour, fuck up the sheets
Pick you right off the floor, when we fuck up the sheets
I get it wetter every time, fuck up the sheets
I drink that water like it’s wine, fuck up the sheets
Don’t need no music
She love to sing, sounding like
Oh, oh
I love it, love it when we fucking, fuck up the sheets

[Outro]
Oh, ooh, baby
Fuck up the sheets
Fuck up the sheets
And she still keeps
And she still keeps
Guess I just go way too deep
But that’s the way she ask for it
So that how she gon’ get me
Yes, I love fucking up these sheets
Yes, I love fucking up these sheets
Yeah, take that, girl
Take it just like that there
Biting on my neck
This incredible sex got you screaming
Oh, shit
God damn, hell yes
While your nails peeling back my flesh
And she still keeps scratching me up
Digging in my skin once again, oh
And she still keeps
She can’t stop, scratching me up
Oh, oh
She still keeps scratching me up
She can’t stop, she won’t stop
Girl, don’t stop, girl, don’t stop
And she still keeps scratching me up
Leaving marks on my mind
Snatching me up
And she still keeps scratching me up
I’ll take your pain if you take mine
And she still keeps scratching me up
Oh, babe, oh, babe
Got her nails digging in my flesh
And she still keeps scratching me up
Woah, yeah
Digging in my skin once again, oh
And she still keeps scratching me up
She can’t stop, oh, oh
And she still keeps scratching me up
And she still keeps scratching me up
Oh, babe
And she still keeps scratching me up
And she still keeps scratching me up
Tremaine

Trey Songz – Song Goes Off (Tremaine The Album Album)

Know you imagined too
You and me getting back too
You and me been past due
Nothing else matters, let’s talk about it morning after
Girl, they won’t know if we take off
All your friends in the bathroom drunk
I just can’t let you walk off
Still got some pieces to my heart
So good to see you here
We both know it’s been too long
Show me just how you feel
Before the song goes off
Back like we used to
This time I won’t lose you
I still adore you
You were always loyal
I’m gon’ show you just how I feel
Before the song goes off
Who’s making love to you?
Heard you was making oohs
Heard that he love you too
But that don’t really matter, let’s talk about it morning after
You know I won’t make you choose
But your friends talking to my crew
That leaves only me and you
Tell me what we have to lose
So good to see you here
We both know it’s been too long
Show me just how you feel
Before the song goes off
Back like we used to
This time I won’t lose you
I still adore you
You were always loyal
I’m gon’ show you just how I feel
Before the song goes off
So good to see you here
We both know it’s been too long
Show me just how you feel
Before the song goes off
Yeah baby, I just, I just don’t know
It’s like you complete me and I’m lost
The chances are I run into you, like one in a billion
Tell me, would you please
I know you still love me, yeah
Tell me, baby girl, tell me
I know you care for me
It’s so good to see you here
We both know it’s been too long
Show me just how you feel
Before the song goes off
Back like we used to
This time I won’t lose you
I still adore you
You were always loyal
I’m gon’ show you just how I feel
Before the song goes off
Who’s making love to you?
Heard you was making oohs
But that don’t really matter
Let’s talk about it morning after

Trey Songz – She Lovin It (Tremaine The Album Album)

[Verse 1]
She said that she didn’t wanna be loved
I said, "Why the hell are you here?"
She said tonight she don’t wanna be touched
And if that’s the truth, why you so near? Oh no

[Pre-Chorus]
She kissing on me, she tugging on me
Oh, she want it
This girl is bad, bad, bad

[Chorus]
She lovin’ it
I know she say that she don’t but she do
She lovin’ it
She let go and her body get loose
She lovin’ it
Oh, you should see the way that she moves
She lovin’ it
She lovin’ it
She said she love it when I get her off

[Verse 2]
She said that she don’t wanna be fucked
I said, "Why the hell are you sleeping naked?"
She told me she ain’t ready, oh no
But that shy girl shit kinda overrated, uh, ooh na na

[Pre-Chorus]
She kissing on me, she tugging on me
Oh, she want it
This girl is bad, bad, bad
Got me all on her ass and

[Chorus]
She lovin’ it (I know, I know)
I know she say that she don’t but she do
She lovin’ it (oh, ooh)
She let go and her body get loose
She lovin’ it
Oh, you should see
Oh, you should see the way that she moves
She lovin’ it (oh, ooh)
She lovin’ it
She said she love it when I get her off

[Bridge]
And even though she said she don’t
I know she do, I know she do
And even though those beautiful lips are telling me lies
I know the truth, I know the truth

[Chorus]
She lovin’ it (I been kissin’ on her body)
I know she say that she don’t but she do
She lovin’ it (hey, hey, hey)
She let go and her body get loose
She lovin’ it (ooh)
Oh, you should see the way that she moves
She lovin’ it
She lovin’ it
She said she love it when I get her off

Trey Songz – Animal (Tremaine The Album Album)

[Intro]
I like it

[Chorus]
I ain’t gonna lie but baby, you get pretty wild, girl
When you take it off, take it off
When days turn to night, that’s when you show your other side
With all those freaky thoughts, freaky thoughts
You bring out the animal

[Verse 1]
Girl, you know I’m on my way now
Girl, you know I’m on my way, my way to you
I’ma bring my anaconda
Gonna get to, get to your forbidden fruit
Turn the bed into a jungle
I’m Tarzan, you be my Jane up in this room
Girl, you know I’m finna hunt ya, yeah
You the one I’m preyin’ on

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m a boss, I’m a boss, I’m the leader of the pack
Boomerang, boomerang, baby, gon’ and throw it back
Do your thang, do your thang, girl, you dunno how to act
I’m a dog, I’m a dog, I’ma eat that pussy cat

[Chorus]
I ain’t gonna lie but baby, you get pretty wild, girl
When you take it off, take it off
When days turn to night, that’s when you show your other side
With all those freaky thoughts, freaky thoughts
You bring out the animal
Animal, uh huh, yeah
Animal

[Verse 2]
This that ghetto Kama Sutra
Twist and bend and bend and twistin’ all around
Treat you like you’re in danger
And this the last time that I can take you down
That National Geographic (uh huh)
Document it and record it on a film
Anybody got a camera? Uh
Oh, you wanna experiment

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m a boss, I’m a boss, I’m the leader of the pack
Boomerang, boomerang, baby, gon’ and throw it back
Do your thing, do your thing, girl, you dunno how to act
I’m a dog, I’m a dog, I’ma eat that pussy cat, ayy

[Chorus]
I ain’t gonna lie but baby, you get pretty wild, girl
When you take it off, take it off
When days turn to night, that’s when you show your other side
With all those freaky thoughts, freaky thoughts
You bring out the animal, woah, yeah
Woah, animal, woah
You bring out the animal

[Verse 3]
I go ape up on the donkey (throw that ass)
I be throwin’ this banana all around (sheesh)
Put my face up in the monkey (my mask)
No umbrella but the rain is pourin’ down
Kill the kitty, no lion
Big mon, I’m a well up in your sea (for real)
Got your body flyin’, oh
No you feelin’ like a dove, give me love

[Pre-Chorus]
I’m a boss, I’m a boss, I’m the leader of the pack
Boomerang, boomerang, baby, gon’ and throw it back
Do your thing, do your thing, girl, you dunno how to act
I’m a dog, I’m a dog, I’ma eat that pussy cat (go)

[Chorus]
I ain’t gonna lie but baby, you get pretty wild, girl
When you take it off, take it off
When days turn to night, that’s when you show your other side
With all those freaky thoughts, yeah, freaky thoughts
You bring out the animal, woah
Animal, woah
You bring out the animal, grrrr

Trey Songz – 1×1 (Tremaine The Album Album)

[Intro]
It’s 3AM, I’m back for more, yeah
Just two of us
Show me what I’m waiting for
One by one, one by one

[Verse 1]
I saw, I with it
I took time, yeah, I spend it
First time, in a minute
That I worked this hard, that I worked this hard
Thank God, that I did it
One time and I was in it, yeah
But one time ain’t enough
I need some more

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause there ain’t nothing better than you
Got me watching every move
Like you’re the only one in the room
Ooh, baby, I can’t help myself, girl
And I don’t know why but I can’t stop thinking
‘Bout late last night, when you put it down
Had to turn around and

[Chorus]
Now it’s 3AM, I’m back for more, yeah
Just two of us
Show me what I’m waiting for
One by one, one by one
It’s 3AM, I’m back for more
Just two of us
Had to close part two, your floor
One by one, one by one
One by one, we’re switching up positions
One by one, girl, show me what I’m missing

[Verse 2]
I saw, I with it
I took time, yeah, I spend it
First time, in a minute
That I worked this hard, that I worked this hard
Thank God, that I did it
One time and I was in it, yeah
But one time ain’t enough
I need some more

[Pre-Chorus]
‘Cause there ain’t nothing better than you
Got me watching every move
Like you’re the only one in the room
Ooh, baby, I can’t help myself
And I don’t know why but I can’t stop thinking
‘Bout late last night, when you put it down
Had to turn around and

[Chorus]
Now it’s 3AM, I’m back for more, yeah
Just two of us
Show me what I’m waiting for
One by one, one by one
It’s 3AM, I’m back for more
Just two of us
Had to close part two, the floor
One by one, one by one
One by one, we’re switching up positions
One by one, girl, show me what I’m missing

[Bridge]
Ooh, baby, you sexy
Ooh, tell me you ready
Girl, you got that sauce, that sauce
Let me get that spaghetti, hahaha
Ooh, baby, you fine
Ooh, I’m on time, yeah
I done hit it once right, home run, fuck her friends
Done hit it once, twice, now I’m back at it again

[Chorus]
It’s 3AM, I’m back for more, yeah
Just two of us
Show me what I’m waiting for
One by one, one by one
It’s 3AM, I’m back for more
Just two of us
Had to close part two, the floor
One by one, one by one
One by one, we’re switching up positions
One by one, girl, show me what I’m missing
Ooh, baby, you fine (one by one, girl, show me what I’m missing)
One by one, girl, show me what I’m missing (ooh, I’m on time, yeah)
One by one, one by one, girl, show me what I’m missing
One by one, one by one

Trey Songz – Priceless (Tremaine The Album Album)

[Chorus]
Girl, your love is priceless
One thing I can’t afford to lose
And even though I ball, I would trade it all
To keep you in my arms, baby
‘Cause, girl, your love is priceless
Flying in all the jets I flew, yeah
And even though I ball, I would trade it all
To keep you in my arms, baby

[Verse 1]
I got more gold chains than these dope dealers (I look like I’m whippin’)
And I can’t relate to these broke niggas (I don’t understand)
I pull out my driveway, only 12 cylinders (skrrt, skrrt)
Thank God it’s a new day and I’m still killing ’em (uh)

[Pre-Chorus]
But none of it don’t matter, baby, no
If you ain’t waiting there when I get home
‘Cause I can’t spend this money on my own
I need my queen to take her throne

[Chorus]
‘Cause, girl, your love is priceless
One thing I can’t afford to lose
And even though I ball, I would trade it all
To keep you in my arms, baby
‘Cause, girl, your love is priceless
Flying in all the jets I flew, yeah
And even though I ball, I would trade it all
To keep you in my arms, baby

[Verse 2]
Been around the world, seen a lot of women (I did ’em all)
That’s how I know you one in 100 million (girl, you the one)
Everything that I wanted (I wanted), if I see it, I bought it (I bought it)
Parties jumping like Jordan right now (jumpin’, jumpin’, jumpin’)

[Pre-Chorus]
But none of it don’t matter, baby, no
If you ain’t waiting there when I get home
‘Cause I can’t spend this money on my own
I need my queen to take her throne

[Chorus]
‘Cause, girl, your love is priceless
One thing I can’t afford to lose
And even though I ball, I would trade it all
To keep you in my arms, baby
‘Cause, girl, your love is priceless (love is priceless)
Flying in all the jets I flew (I flew), yeah
And even though I ball, I would trade it all
To keep you in my arms, baby

[Bridge]
I trade in the Wraith and buy you diamond rings (diamond rings)
Baby girl ’cause I know you like shiny things (shiny things)
Whatever you want, oh, you can have that (have that)
Pull up in the mall, baby, grab that (grab that)
These girls, they ain’t got nothing on you at all (nothing, baby)
‘Cause your love is too priceless, don’t care what it cost, no no
‘Cause money, it don’t mean a thing, you know I got enough of it
What I’m tryna say is you can get it, anything you want from me
My baby, you worth all of that and more

[Chorus]
‘Cause, girl, your love is priceless
One thing I can’t afford to lose
And even though I ball, I would trade it all
To keep you in my arms, baby
‘Cause, girl, your love is priceless (love is priceless)
Flying in all the jets I flew (I flew), yeah
And even though I ball, I would trade it all
To keep you in my arms, baby

Trey Songz – What Are We Here For (Tremaine The Album Album)

[Verse 1]
What are we doing alone? Time standing still just waiting for this moment
What are we holding on for? Hesitating, both our hearts are open
Why would you wanna leave? Don’t you feel secure? Rest assure, I got you covered
Got your back taken for, go the distance, nothing shorter

[Chorus]
What are we here for?
What are we here for?
What are we here for?
Let’s be an example right now
We don’t wanna regret this
What are we here for?
Don’t say maybe later then maybe turns too late, oh
What are we here for?

[Verse 2]
What are we doing alone staring up at the moon? Know our night is waiting, oh yeah
Do you wanna go or do you wanna stay? I see you contemplating
Why take a chance and drop the ball? We got the world in our hands
If we’re touching the sky, why would we land? So you don’t have to question, no

[Chorus]
What are we here for?
Oh, what are we here for?
Oh, can you let me know?
What are we here for?
Let’s be an example right now
We don’t wanna regret this
What are we here for?
Don’t say maybe later then maybe turns too late, oh
What are we here for?

[Bridge]
What are we doing alone staring up at the moon? Know our night is waiting, oh yeah
Do you wanna go or do you wanna stay? I see you contemplating

[Chorus]
Oh, what are we here for?
Yeah, oh, I, what are we here for?
I just wanna know
What are we here for?
What are we here for?
Let’s be an example right now
We don’t wanna regret this
What are we here for?
Don’t say maybe later then maybe turns too late, oh
What are we here for?

[Outro]
Tremaine

Trey Songz – Games We Play (feat. Mikexangel) (Tremaine The Album Album)

[Intro: Trey Songz & MIKExANGEL]
Mike, Mike, Mike, MikexAngel, (MikexAngel)
Trey Songz, Trey Songz, Trey Songz
She, she, she, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy

[Verse 1: Trey Songz]
She, she, she, she, she set the tempo
She, she, she, she, she never keep it simple
It’s like we’re never in the middle
I’m tryna figure out this riddle, oh
It’s these games, baby girl

[Chorus: MIKExANGEL & Trey Songz]
These games we play
No wins, we’re losers, yeah, yeah, yeah
You come, you stay
You run away
Tell me how you wanna move now
Nothing gon’ change, baby
Yeah, nothing gon’ change
It stays the same
Nothing’s gonna change
The crazy little games we play

[Verse 2: Trey Songz]
I told you she was nobody, shit
She left her bag in the ‘rari, shit
I’m runnin’ round with a thottie bitch
Shawty get down, she with all this shit
Don’t even know what to call this shit
Shit that you say, you was over with
Go on my phone on your nosey shit
Hit you with that’s just the homie shit
And I need you back on my lonely shit
Now you want me back, you’re lonely shit
Yeah, tell me you love it, baby
All this tugging, baby, these games we play

[Chorus: MIKExANGEL & Trey Songz]
These games we play
No wins, we’re losers, yeah, yeah, yeah
You come, you stay
You run away
Tell me how you wanna move now
Yeah, nothing gon’ change, baby
Yeah, nothing gon’ change
It stays the same
Nothing’s gonna change
The crazy little games we play

[Verse 3: Trey Songz]
She sinigng’ tired of the sorry shit
She start a fight in the party, shit
So sick and tired of all you women
Find you somebody to argue with
Don’t even know what to call this shit
Do we even know what honest is?
Built out of broken promises
Then we go back and love again
I miss my best friend, yeah, yeah
Please let me back in, yeah, yeah
She cry on my shoulder, I lay in her arms
Just like that, we back on, games we play

[Chorus: MIKExANGEL & Trey Songz]
These games we play
No wins, we’re
No wins, we’re losers, yeah, yeah, yeah
You come, you stay
You run away
Tell me how you wanna move now
‘Cause nothing’s gon’ change
Yeah, nothing gon’ change
Yeah, nothing gon’ change, baby
It stays the same
Nothing’s gonna change
The crazy little games we play
These games we play
No wins, we’re losers, yeah, yeah, yeah
You come, you stay
You run away
Tell me how you wanna move now, girl
‘Cause nothing’s gon’ change
Yeah, nothing gon’ change
Yeah, nothing gon’ change, baby
It stays the same
Nothing’s gonna change
The crazy little games we play

Trey Songz – Picture Perfect (Tremaine The Album Album)

[Intro]
Is it really picture perfect?
Yeah, picture perfect
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I, I, I apologize for the times that he hurt you
Realize it, you know he don’t deserve you
If you were mine, girl, I’d show you what you’re worth
Look in my eyes, I’m so on it, he acting like he don’t want it
I been lurking and waiting, that shit irking my patience
I’m a savage but I’m just trying some different shit lately
I don’t usually have to wait in line
What you doing to me? It’s fucking with my mind
Goddamn, I gotta see your ass online
Girl, again and again
With that other guy, goddamn
I know how it seems but can you tell me just one thing?

[Chorus]
Is it really picture perfect?
Does that nigga serve a purpose?
Is it really even working?
‘Cause underneath the surface, I can tell you’re hurting
Is it really picture perfect? Uh
You got a nigga working
Got me outchea tryna earn it, earn it
Well I’ma wait my turn then ’cause I know we gon’ burn it
Is it really picture perfect?
Yeah, is it really picture perfect?
Is it really picture perfect?

[Verse 2]
I was tryna mind mine, staying off your timeline
I’ma get right to the truth, I’m addicted to you, baby
I don’t know what to do, baby, wish I never met you
‘Cause ever since you came through, I been doing things that I never do, oh
I’m here and I just need to know if you can feel everything that I feel
I feel, like that thing you got, it ain’t for real

[Chorus]
Is it really picture perfect? (Is it really picture perfect?)
Does that nigga serve a purpose? (Does that nigga serve a purpose?)
Is it really even working? (Is it really even working?)
‘Cause underneath the surface, I can tell you’re hurting (underneath the surface, I can tell you’re hurting)
Is it really picture perfect? Uh (it don’t seem like it)
You got a nigga working (want you right now)
Got me outchea tryna earn it, earn it (oh)
Well I’ma wait my turn then ’cause I know we gon’ burn it
Is it really picture perfect?
Oh na na na na na, I can’t believe everything that I see
Is it really picture perfect?
I need to know
Is it really picture perfect?
Tell me, girl, tell me, girl
Is it really picture perfect?

[Outro]
Is it really picture perfect?
Picture perfect, perfect
Is it really picture perfect?
Is it really picture perfect?

Trey Songz – Break From Love (Tremaine The Album Album)

[Chorus]
I don’t want a break, I don’t want a break from us
I don’t want a break, I don’t want a break from us
After all we’ve been through, so much, woah
I don’t want a break, I don’t want a break from love

[Verse 1]
You called me, I tried to shake the other night
In a heartbeat, guess you didn’t have the time
To wait on my broken promises
I told you, the reason with my rhyme

[Pre-Chorus]
We tried to work it out, we tried way back when
Your heart was spilling over without an end
I hurt you once before, I hurt you again
You lost the faith that you had, had trusted in

[Chorus]
So I don’t want a break, I don’t want a break from us
I don’t want a break, I don’t want a break from us
After all we’ve been through, so much, woah
I don’t want a break, I don’t want a break from love
A break from love, love
A break from love, love

[Verse 2]
This journey will have its ups and downs
Sustaining will last a test of trial
This burning will only last a while
First degree burns don’t leave scars, we can turn this pain around

[Pre-Chorus]
We tried to work it out, we tried way back when (way back when)
Your heart was spilling over without an end (without an end)
I hurt you once before, I hurt you again (again and again)
You lost the faith that you had, had trusted in (yeah, trusted in)

[Chorus]
So I don’t want a break, I don’t want a break from us
I don’t want a break, I don’t want a break from us
After all we’ve been through, so much, woah
I don’t want a break, I don’t want a break from love
A break from love, love
A break from love, love
A break from love, love
A break from love, love

Mike WiLL Made It – On The Come Up (Ransom 2 Album)

[Intro: Big Sean]
Pérignon, mmm
Eardrummers
Mike WiLL Made-It

[Hook: Big Sean]
On the come up
On the come up
Sun up
Bunch a young niggas on the come up
Come up
Run up
All my young ones on the come up
Bunch a young niggas on the come up
Look, all my niggas ’bout that action
Livin’ the life we imagined
I cut off all my distractions
And started attackin’
Whole team gotta have it
Loyalty is all I’m askin’
Wearin’ diamond medallions (Straight up)
My whole squad run the Atlas (Look)

[Verse 1 : Big Sean]
I feel like I was chose to
Take care of the ones I’m close to
Kitchen lookin’ like Whole Foods
Got the fam’ around like it’s Soul Food, damn
I do this here for the set
Working all year ’til we set
Quick to check a bitch, yeah I check her
Even though life’s a game of chess
‘Cause I’m living play-by-play, day-by-day
No time for her honestly
Unless her face lookin’ like a young Sade
‘Cause I gotta get it a hundred ways
What you know ’bout bein’ down and out?
‘Til niggas sayin’ you the best man
Like your best friend walkin’ down the aisle
When you make it, they gon’ say
I owe you in all kind of vowels
When you makin’ all kinda of thous
I just want the Presidential Rollie black face, Obama style
Then count the check up, E. Honda style
Boy, this the D where they be rockin’ fur and crocodile
Take your risk every time you out the house
But it’s all worth momma’s smile
Yeah, it’s all worth momma’s smile

[Hook: Big Sean]
On the come up
On the come up
Sun up
Bunch a young niggas on the come up
Come up
Run up
All my young ones on the come up
Bunch a young niggas on the come up (Aye)
All my niggas ’bout that action
Livin’ the life we imagined
I cut off all my distractions
And started attackin’
Whole team gotta have it
Loyalty is all I’m askin’
Wearin’ diamond medallions (Straight up)
My whole squad run the Atlas (Look)

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
I was just on Jimmy Fallon
I just got back from the Islands
I took my daddy to Cancun
Then we went to the Bahamas
He had all they baby momma’s
I had all they momma babies
Boy, I swear this life is crazy
Told that nigga sit back and be lazy, yeah
Don’t worry, man, I got it, I got it, I got it
We buildin’ from the ground up, it’s in the block and
So the hood support us like I Mom and Pop’ed it
‘Cause I bring it home like I just adopt it
Volunteer for a lethal weapon
He ain’t need that sentence, he just needs direction
No one ever told them boys to make it out of debt
You gon’ need way more than street credit
I got redirected
Tryna take this lil piece of success I got and make it bigger
You can tell I’m focused in my baby pictures
Not replyin’ to texts, not even naked pictures
That’s how real it gets
Whole team so hungry for the meals and shit that I can feel this shit
They askin’ how we made it like the pyramids
It’s like I’m livin’ just to kill this shit

[Hook: Big Sean]
On the come up
On the come up
Sun up
Bunch a young niggas on the come up
Come up
Run up
All my young ones on the come up
Bunch a young niggas on the come up (aye)
All my niggas ’bout that action
Livin’ the life we imagined
I cut off all my distractions
And started attackin’
Whole team gotta have it
Loyalty is all I’m askin’
Wearin’ diamond medallions
My whole squad run the Atlas

Mike WiLL Made It – W Y O (What You On) (Ransom 2 Album)

[Intro]
Mike Willy with me nigga
Thugger, Thugger, baby
I’m out in the booth eating candy and shit
Can’t get enough, (Can’t get enough)
Eeeeeeeeeeeee

[Hook]
I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome
I say me a prayer then I send your ass home
No matter what you can’t take me off the throne
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Yeah I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on

[Verse 1]
That was a mistake, I didn’t mean to say that
I fuck on that bitch and she don’t tell no one, I don’t play that
I’m real, I just told you so you can know where your lil’ bae at
And if you ever play about that lil’ bitch, I’ll beat you like where Zay at
They say no one do it better, motor geeked up all etcetera
Hop out with thousands of predators
I’m hungry, I want some competitors
And that shit get fly like a pelican
I’m in LA, I want me some editors
Don’t step on this landmine
I’m geeked out my mind, I’m not mankind
But this stick I’ma blast mine
Your bitch a tutor, you can class mine
Chanel first, no you can’t last mine
Didn’t I tell you ’bout that last time
I’m eating so good, it’s that crab time
I had me some cheese, yeah, I Kraft mine
Barter 6, nigga, halftime (Blatt)

[Hook]
I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome
I say me a prayer then I send your ass home
No matter what you can’t take me off the throne
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Yeah I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on

[Verse 2]
Pull up on a bitch, in that foreign with exhaust
I just kicked that bitch up out my car and made her walk
No I’m not from Texas but I pull up kickin’ sauce (ooooohhh weeeee)
Christmastime, I spent half a ticket for Jack Frost
I stuff that bitch in a fender bender
Bend that bitch over like sinner sinner
Fuck the police, Man they trying to kill us
But I think they know that them slimes are killers (SLIME)
Yeah I think they know that them slimes are triller
The lots and lots lots of niggas
Fuck em all like we some thottie niggas
I need four wheels like a tri-cycle
Fuck on her friend and she know it, she know it
I bought a Jag and then show it, then show it
Cuz I really love it, didn’t do it to show it
Bought a G5 for my boys, my boys
Fuck a car note, I don’t owe her nothing oh
Lactose intolerant, Bae I’m spoiled, I’m spoiled
Take me some bars and take off to the stars
I done got so high, man, I think I see God (Hey Baby)

[Hook]
I cock back the stick and I aim at your dome
I say me a prayer then I send your ass home
No matter what you can’t take me off the throne
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Aye I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on
What you on
What you on
What you on
Yeah I fuck with your shit but I don’t know what you on

Mike WiLL Made It – Hasselhoff (Ransom 2 Album)

[Intro: Lil Yachty]
This shit hard
Lil Boat
Ayy
Woo!

[Hook: Lil Yachty]
Ayy, girls going wild, they took they top off
Ayy, the coupe going wild, I took the top off (bitch!)
Ayy, dove in the pussy so deep, that bitch calling me Hasselhoff
I made a dream come true we servin’ swag no Oxeno

[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
Brother used to serve grams and price at downtown parking cost (bitch)
Fuck what it cost, pay the cost just to floss, jump off
18 years old, got my own crib (lil boat)
18 years old, got my own whip (lil boat)
This shit not regular
Dropped out of school and made more than a regular (bitch)
Told her pop that pussy like its Penicillin
Now put red dots on his head like his name was Krillin’
Now surpassed every rapper that started chillin’
Now they lookin’ at boat like I am the villain

[Hook: Lil Yachty]
Ayy, girls going wild, they took they top off
Ayy, the coupe going wild, just took the top off (bitch!)
Ayy, dove in that pussy so deep, that bitch calling me Hasselhoff
I made a dream come true, we servin’ swag no Oxeno

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
Ayy, talk to me polite or I’ll have my young niggas come take out your channel box
Just fucked a bitch named Daisy, I hit from the back while I grip on her dreadlocks
You’ll be surprise what we fit in these ziplocks
Yeah, master shawty that shit do not tick tock
I made a milli no weezy, that’s big locks
Shoot at your shawty from 40 for 40
Old niggas hate me they daughter adore me
Dick in her gut ’cause her daddy annoying
Lyrical ass, nigga got me snorin’
Tryna make all this sense, that shit boring (bitch!)
(Shut that shit off, bitch)

[Refrain: Lil Yachty]
Ayy, girls going wild, they took they top off
Ayy, the coupe going wild, I took the top off (bitch!)

[Interlude: Lil Yachty]
Nigga’s hated me before I came in the game, niggas gon’ hate me when I leave this motherfucker, ya dig?

[Hook: Lil Yachty]
Ayy, girls going wild, they took they top off
Ayy, the coupe going wild, I took the top off (bitch!)
Ayy, dove in the pussy so deep, that bitch calling me Hasselhoff
I made a dream come true we servin’ swag no Oxeno

[Outro: Lil Yachty]
Ayy, bitch
Woo!
Lil Boat
Ayy
Gang!

Mike WiLL Made It – Gucci On My (Ransom 2 Album)

[Intro: 21 Savage]
Ransom, Ransom, Ransom, Ransom
Mike WiLL Made-It (Ransom)
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga

[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga
Rollie bust down, drippin’ on my clothes, nigga
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga
Rollie bust down, drippin’ on my clothes, nigga
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga
Rollie bust down, drippin’ on my clothes, nigga
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga

[Verse 1: 21 Savage + YG]
Savage cutthroat, I’ll wipe your nose, nigga
My niggas from the West, they 4-double-0, nigga (4Hunnid)
I’ma make it storm, Magic City on a bitch
21 a felon, but he still ride with that stick
Yeah he on TV, that nigga still be in the 6
Fuck this rap shit, that nigga still be hittin’ licks
VVS’ drippin’, yeah, yeah, drippin’, yeah, yeah
Serve a nigga with no scale, scale, with no scale, scale
Show you how to wrap a bale, bale, wrap a bale, bale
Ridin’ ’round without my seatbelt, nigga, fuck 12

[Chorus: 21 Savage + YG]
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga (it’s Gucci)
Rollie bust down, drippin’ on my clothes, nigga (it’s Gucci)
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga (it drip)
Rollie bust down, drippin’ on my clothes, nigga (my hoes)
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga (drip)
Rollie bust down, drippin’ on my clothes, nigga (on drip)
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga

[Verse 2: YG + 21 Savage + Kamaiyah]
G’d up in that Gucci, boo’d up with your hoochie
Shhh, Victoria Secret, I fucked her in that coochie
YG’s doin’ okay, YG’s got a maid
YG gettin’ paid, YG’s steerin’ clear, YG got the raise
YG got the hoes, YG on the blade, YG with the shits
Prolly hit your bitch in the Wraith (yeah, yeah)
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Pay me, walkthrough, fuck it up
The FN, FN fuck ’em up
Under my designer, tucked
Boss bitch, boss bitch, boss bitch
I need me, need a boss bitch
One that take dick and talk shit
No weave, I’d rather her bald head

[Chorus: 21 Savage + YG + Quavo]
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Rollie bust down, drippin’ on my clothes, nigga
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga (Quavo)
Rollie bust down, drippin’ on my clothes, nigga (Quavo, Quavo, Quavo, Quavo, Quavo)

[Verse 3: Quavo]
50,000 dollar back end at the shows, nigga (100)
Pull up in that bald head, Amber Rose, nigga (hey Amber)
Feds takin’ pictures, shit, strike a pose, nigga (flash)
Million dollar lawyer Jews, can’t wait to dismiss ’em (Jew!)
Spend ’bout a dub in Gucci (Gucci)
Got your bitch wet in her coochie (eughh)
My nigga just got out of prison (huh)
He already totin’ an Uzi (hrrrrt)
The pot is too big, jacuzzi (woo)
Money like Frank Lucas (Frank)
Walk out the bank in some Gucci (bank)
50 thousand to the goonies (uh)

[Verse 4: Takeoff]
Broke my wrist off in the pot (breakin’ that)
Tryna make a bigger knot (knot)
Jalapeño, block is hot
Duckin’, dodgin’ from the cops (12)
Put a hunnid in the stock (hunnid)
Put a four up in the pop (Act)
So much Gucci on me
Hoppin’ out with double G, they thinkin’ I was Wop (Wop)
Flooded wrist, I got the Breitling loaded (ice)
Now I can’t even see the clock (nah)
Draco make his heart stop (rah)
Split him like a Pop Tart (split him)
Gucci golf suit, Tiger Woods
In the back, Gucci golf cart (skrrt)
Heard you had to give the bread back
‘Cause you couldn’t get the sack off

[Verse 5: Offset]
Offset! Ayy
Gucci my collar, Gucci my bitch
Spend a lil’ money, that shit ain’t no problem (spend it)
Not good, I’m Gucci
Gave that bitch back to the hood, she groupin’
My diamonds is clean, but my cup is polluted (lean)
I fucked up the scene and she act like she knew me (smash)
Open your lip, the stick start shootin’
Like pop pop-pop pop brrrrt (pop!)
I remember you used to be good on me
Now that I’m Gucci, I’m fuckin’ these thots, thots
Connect with the plug like Wi-Fi
You know we on top, it is no tie
I’m fuckin’ your bitch, nigga, why lie? (Smash)
Make the brick disappear, voilà
Yes I’m a Migo, you know I’m a Migo
I’m shittin’ on niggas like ca-ca

[Chorus: 21 Savage]
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga
Rollie bust down, drippin’ on my clothes, nigga
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga
Rollie bust down, drippin’ on my clothes, nigga
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga
Rollie bust down, drippin’ on my clothes, nigga
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga

[Outro]
Mike WiLL Made It
Ransom
Gucci on my shirt, Gucci on my hoes, nigga

Mike WiLL Made It – Oh Hi Hater (Hiatus) (Ransom 2 Album)

[Chorus]
Oh, hi hater
I’m on my high, high hater
Oh, hi hater
I’m on my high, high hater
Oh, hi hater
I’m on my high, high hater
Oh, hi hater
Don’t do no favors

[Verse 1]
Oh shit, don’t forget we got real big
Oh shit, don’t forget we got hits bitch, aye
Lookin’ like I’m pocket watchin’ you, you, you
She gon’ fuck the crew
[?] get me
Dog food, it legit [?]
Oh shit, don’t forget we got hits bitch
Road trip, [?] I get money with
I should get gonna want some
She want xans aand the molly crumb
Money comin’ in it’s on
Ain’t no need to take a ransom

[Chorus]
Oh, hi hater
I’m on my high, high hater
Oh, hi hater
I’m on my high, high hater
Oh, hi hater
I’m on my high, high hater
Oh, hi hater
Don’t do no favors

[Verse 2]
I play [?] like pandora
I’m scorin’, she foreign
But I pipe it up, take off and I’m gone
Make it easy for my baby
Bein’ black hard enough
Million dollar plays, yeah that type of stuff
Come here baby, come here girl, let me pipe you up
Tint your windows up, paper hush that fuss
Roll that pressure up, extra special stuff
Walk inside the club feelin’ like uh
Tell the girl I wanna see her like uh
In your feelin’ ’bout a nigga, girl what
I be takin’ girl feelin’ like uh

[Bridge]
Dancin’ like what needs to be, to see you on the camera
Dancin’ like what needs to be, to see you on the camera

[Chorus]
Oh, hi hater
I’m on my high, high hater
Oh, hi hater
I’m on my high, high hater
Oh, hi hater
I’m on my high, high hater
Oh, hi hater
Don’t do no favors

Mike WiLL Made It – Perfect Pint (Ransom 2 Album)

[Intro]
Wop
Ear Drummers
Mike WiLL Made-It

[Verse 1: Slim Jxmmi]
Gi-gimme some space
Two styrofoam cups, a pint of some drank
I’m the type of nigga that you meet at the bank
Grade A bitches treatin’ me like a saint
This money doin’ somethin’ to my brain (my brain)
This money doin’ somethin’ to my ego (my ego)
This drank got me talkin’ like Z-Ro
These pills got me feelin’ like Neo
And this freak in my ear tryna go
I-I’ll turn your crib to a ho house
I’m a rockstar, drank ’til I pass out
Drank ’til I motherfuckin’ pass out
Drank, drank ’til I motherfuckin’

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Holding on to memories
Hoping they come to life
‘Cause underneath the stairs is where we
Poured our first perfect pints
Really wanna know, I’m hoping they come to life
‘Cause right there on the stairs is where
We poured our first perfect pints
We poured our first perfect pints

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
It’s Gucci!
I’m in the trap saran wrappin’ with the Vaseline
You know clean lean jump like trampoline
Always vert with the skrrt, rims tangerine
I fell asleep and had a dream ridin’ on M.L. King
Two pinky rings, two pints of lean
Two cups, too turnt, two hoes, one me
They were screamin’ "Free Gucci", but now that Guwop’s free
Blue cheese, no Ranch, hunduns on me
Thirty cars deep, it’s like a circus with me
Rae Sremmurd, Gucci Mane, it sounds perfect to me
Now I’m back on top like I’m ‘posed to be
But I done poured so many pints that shit got old to me (Wop)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
Holding on to memories
Hoping they come to life
‘Cause underneath the stairs is where we
Poured our first perfect pints

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
Kung Fu Kenny, look look
Who the fuck you talkin’ to, you ain’t me
Salute me when I’m walkin’ through, you ain’t me
Everything I do is with the extras
Flip me couple million for investments
And my hood love me unconditional
Your hood love you ’cause you on the instrumental though
This rap shit crazy, need the woosah
They screamin’ Compton, must be two sides
R.I.P. to Shawty Lo, yeah B. Dot know I’m flexin’
VIP my vadio, 200 on the guest list
I don’t like to sugarcoat or politic with yes men
I like me a boujee hoe from Normandie and Western
2017 onto bigger things (bigger things)
I got a smaller team, got a bigger ring (Bigger ring)
Everybody a Crip ’til they black and blue
Everybody a Blood ’til they hemorrhaging
Ah man, Mike WiLL Made-It
Two back to back Spurs, me and Mike WiLL made it
Double park on the curb, I can drive but I’m lazy
Half a pint, whole pint, gassed up, crazy, ayy

[Outro: Swae Lee]
Holding onto memories
Tossing turning all night (Yeah yeah)
Leaving would be wise, but you know where my heart lies
I be rollin’ every time that I arrive

Mike WiLL Made It – Razzle Dazzle (Ransom 2 Album)

[Intro: Future]
Ransom
Oh yeah, wizard
Know what I’m sayin’?
Feel like motherfuckin’ avatar, nigga
Mercury, Pluto, yeah, yeah
On Pluto
(Ear Drummers)

[Hook: Future]
I know I’m worth, I know I’m cursed
I hit the turf like a play on the first
You never mattered, no, you never mattered
You never mattered, no, you never mattered
Back and forth with that money like a paddle
Mollys and roxys, we call razzle dazzle
I’m making capital, I get collateral
Your head on a plate, we gon’ come through today

[Verse 1: Future]
I dab on these niggas with no doors
You hidin’ the real, you behind doors
I can count every dollar up blindfolded
Beginnin’ to end, I’m a giant (Freebandz)
I travel the world, change the climate (100)
My lil sister dealing with sickle cell
Hit me with a text just a few minutes ago
Say she love me, I told her I love her too
I can only imagine what she going through
And she got me on drank and the molly’s too
Got that bitch out in penthouse and Follies too
Got a plug on the line with them models too
Got some trucks in the photo, a couple coupes
I’m a king and the one bitch will never do
I get love from Marcell all the way to Peru
Went through hell for this shit I’m long overdue
Have my youngin’s pull up on you, sprayin’ shit
I was coppin’ it, buyin’ it, weighin’ it
All these foreigns, I drive, I’ma stay in it
Hit your bitch on the low, I’ma stay in it
I was so on the dope, hit that bitch on that dope
Gotta head in the door while I fucked on her throat
I smoke on an ounce and I pour up a 4
Hear what they like from the gutter, they got it
Love me or hate me, get richer than Pryor
No fronters, no necklace, my nigga will buy it
The plug tried to give it to us, we took it
I learned the game, nigga, then I got money
The chains and rings and they came from the pain
18 karat gold on my fangs
I hustle, deal with killers, stuck in my veins
Ran through 10 mil like the avenue

[Hook: Future]
I know I’m worth, I know I’m cursed
I hit the turf like a play on the first
You never mattered, no, you never mattered
You never mattered, no, you never mattered
Back and forth with that money like a paddle
Mollys and roxys, we call razzle dazzle
I’m making capital, I get collateral
Your head on a plate, we gon’ come through today
I know I’m worth, I know I’m cursed
I hit the turf like a play on the first
You never mattered, no, you never mattered
You never mattered, no, you never mattered
Back and forth with that money like a paddle
Mollys and roxys, we call razzle dazzle
I’m making capital, I get collateral
Your head on a plate, we gon’ come through today

[Verse 2: Future]
Fuck all these interviews, that shit commercial
Ayy, I run up with Murda
These niggas, they ready to whack so
Shit, I’m ready to stack some
I get money, young money hereditary
We had syrup in the 4 when they never did it
Had the molly’s on Pluto, they never did it
Had them Percocets when you would never do it
Used to dream of the shit that you never do
Now I’m livin’ the life that you never knew
Out my all red, don’t open up every door
They got red on these carpets on every floor
Got a stash for them ratchets in every door
Took a half on a half, I went overdose
Sold a half for a bag, deal at your door
I go play in the place, they say, "Bonjour"
Knowin’ knowin’ exactly what I done before
If you shoot on command, I’ma love you more
All the dirt that I did, I try wash it off
When it come back to haunt me, I never know
Wish I knew all the day when the time would come
Ain’t no friends in this game, it’s another war
Put a whole ‘nother style on another broad
Went to work for the love of my little boys

[Hook: Future]
I know I’m worth, I know I’m cursed
I hit the turf like a play on the first
You never mattered, no, you never mattered
You never mattered, no, you never mattered
Back and forth with that money like a paddle
Mollys and roxys, we call razzle dazzle
I’m making capital, I get collateral
Your head on a plate, we gon’ come through today
I know I’m worth, I know I’m cursed
I hit the turf like a play on the first
You never mattered, no, you never mattered
You never mattered, no, you never mattered
Back and forth with that money like a paddle
Mollys and roxys, we call razzle dazzle
I’m making capital, I get collateral
Your head on a plate, we gon’ come through today

Mike WiLL Made It – Bars Of Soap (Ransom 2 Album)

[Intro]
Aye, aye, aye Ransom
Aye, aye
Aye, aye, aye Ransom
Aye, aye, aye
I’mma running man
Sandals slipping off my feet, on the sand
Counting up the bills with my dominant hand
Took twos on…. take this appreciate it
This too? why take the rims off?
Mike WiLL Made-It

[Verse]
I’m going postal – loco
Coast to coast like La Nostra
My G.I. Joe present, I get to see a cobra
So off my rocker got me sipping club soda
Some bombs never go off, some stars never blow up
I’m pitching [?] in a dug out
Reaching in my pants and I can’t take a head count
Flash back ’03, things was looking run down
Now I set foot in the place, it’s a luau
Killing shit like ten counts, y’all know how we get down
House with the fence around, y’all know that we in route
Transition from the Impala to the Fisker
I should charge admission for that girl to get the dessert
Left the doors up, now the lambo has pigtails
Since you getting comfy, I’mma let you sit there
I’mma let you stay there
When I shed a tear, they didn’t have no care, so I’mma charge retail
I brought some kush cause you say you want [?]
If you loves it in the room, you best get well
Every dog has its day, what the hell no tuck tail
Swae Lee went to magazine, Double X, L (XXL)

Floss with your Gucci on, bloods dipped in goo
Colors burst on the cars and the jewels
I’m a wanted man… seats looking like they got a spray tan
When I was without, not a helping hand
I got some women who throw it back, and make me drop the cans
I told Ben Frank, "Just to drop a pin" I collect my fit goal to the highest bid
Yes I might drop in, it all depends
Junior high I was dreaming of a Mach 10
I’m coming clean though, I mean not a speck
My girl be serving looks, I could kiss the chef
Katana sword popping out my walking cane
I’m overseas my Cali bae like, "How was Spain?"
We getting to the money and you niggas having issues
I bought a fucking piece and it came with a wet suit
The Buddha left me without breath, I really am a mess
I’m mooching off my mother-loving self
She be hoping that I take a knee like Kaepernick, Yes
I be open to that Sremm Life shit
This is how we live, this is how we exist
Hoes love the kicks and we love the hits
All in the house and I’m home-wrecking
If I sleep with his wife, Im a home-wrecker
I’m in my own world, throw the money up and make my own weather
Mami playing with my balls like tether, on my leather
Money talk, it’s a lecture, 80 pointers dance on me, it’s electric
Niggas don’t hate, I’m still unaffected
Chip on my shoulder, I move undetected
She said pop the question, the question got deflected
[?] made my boy, thats my motherfuckin brethren
Let’s cut to the chase, it’s only on the house when we in the place
My Houston lava boys got it up in some flames
Stirring up the cup with my wrist, souffle
Shaka Zulu chains with my name engraved
I told you I don’t swing, don’t say my name in vain
We bring it to your door like (doorbell) You rang?!
Spending all the money then we watch it boomerang
With the fendi belt angry face like Pootie Tang
Put some gold on my fingers, neck and shoestrings
"Long time, no see" That’s what they say when they see me mane
I been going crazy, just to stay sane
Hey, your girl [?] asking who’s to blame?
Young whipper snapper with the Range
Pause, then I went deranged
Call that hottie on my station
Long week, had a great day
Someone got my blowing tree like Sage
An army you should get erased
Army yeah, you can hate

Mike WiLL Made It – Burnin (Ransom 2 Album)

[Intro]
Burning, Burning, Burning
All you do is, all you do is
Burning, Burning, Burning
All you do is
Burning, Burning, Burning
All you do is, all you do is
Burning, Burning
Burning, Burning,Burning
All you do is, all you do is
Burning, Burning,Burning
All you do is
Burning, Burning,Burning
All you do is, all you do is
Burning, Burning

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I’ma give em what they want
But really don’t care if they want it or they don’t
‘Cus either way all these motherfuckers gotta cope with the fact that I’m comings for these niggas in the throat
Nigga, that’s how the game go
Put on my payroll
GIve ’em a couple grand, count me the pesos
[??] with the rubber bands that I came for
Rocking Moschino pants with the red toes
We come hard nigga if you want beef
I been ticked off, now shit is on eat
Run niggas up like five hundred degrees
Seline shades on, it’s five hundered a piece
Niggas best believe, I came to win
I came to conquer, not aim to please
[??] the small talk, bitch just count the cheese
I just stack the chips, get the money then I’ma leave, nigga

[Verse 2]
If these bitches really want, let the shit pop off
Try to play me, get your shit knocked off
Bought lamb with the coupe with the black top off
NIggas really think they bout it ’till the first shots off
I get it non stop , so they don’t want a problem
What you gon cop bitch, I already bought them
Money spring green watch ’em fall like ardem
When the head comes, I just sit back and applaud e’m
Come through, white suit like co
Either wanna stay, black shades like wow
I’m with the one you bitches fucking like clones
The shit they can’t get so they study my flow
This that eazy, no bitch could ever taste me
Been on my grind, so the bitches just sleazy
‘Cus I’ve been tryna eat with the with the more [??]
Y’all wanna suck and fuck and still sleep with them
Only one thing, money , what I’m tryna seek
I’m my own shit, you niggas one and the same
[??] tryna get paid
Tryna play the prophet, don’t even know the game
You niggas one and the same
When its [??] grind and get paid
You niggas in the same lane
I’ve been wit a nigga, fuck is you saying?

Mike WiLL Made It – Aries (Yugo) (Ransom 2 Album)

[Pre-Hook: Pharrell]
Hold up to be clear
I believe in miracles
But I don’t believe in waiting for ’em (Nah)
You gotta make that shit happen
In ways they cannot imagine
Make them think it’s magic (Yeah)
It ain’t your chain or your vehicles
When you that nigga with the bag (Yeah)

[Hook: Pharrell]
Just be that nigga with the bag
So when they say: "Who is that?"
Oh, that’s the nigga with the bag
They be like: "Who that rolling past?"
Oh, that’s that nigga with the bag
Yugo, Yugo, Yugo
That Yugo, Yugo, Yugo
That Yugo, Yugo, Yugo
That Yugo, Yugo, Yugo

[Verse 2: Pharrell]
Let this motivate ya
Turn you up
Make you ravenous
You know they gon’ try and curve you
You know they hate you
Don’t let the fuck niggas burn you up
Use this as fuel
You know that deep down by there’s that light out in the streets (Yeah)
So the gatekeepers hold up
They just let you go, Yugo, Yugo
Let you go , Yugo, Yugo

[Hook: Pharrell]
Just be that nigga with the bag
So when they say who is that?
Oh, that’s the nigga with the bag
That close encounter riding past (What’s that spaceship riding past?)
That be the nigga with the bag
Yugo ,Yugo, Yugo
That Yugo, Yugo, Yugo
That Yugo, Yugo, Yugo
That Yugo, Yugo

[Verse 3: Station Wagon P]
Skurt, Station Wagon P
I’m just dangling my keys
Open up the door and take the Danger out the G
Take the G out the danger with the alien degree
Paparazzi yelling freeze while the cops are yelling freeze
From the ambulance, that nigga dying in the street
He do the Hammer Dance and his killler blowing weed
Like it’s some hammer pants
He is numb, he don’t feel it like a pack of xans
They riding different colored ghosts like it’s Pac-Man
But don’t run up on the window, you get blast man
I hear three sucka in the backseat yelling ”Yes man”
They ain’t your friend if shit go down and they leave your ass
I told you drones was on your home, need to free your ass
And once you learn it’s your turn nigga we don’t ask
We get a bag so big it has a hole in it, illegal paths
You see the math? (Follow)
‘Cause we see the path like we’re giraffes (Follow, follow)

[Pre-Hook]
Hold up to be clear
I believe in miracles
But I don’t believe in waiting for ’em
You gotta make that shit happen
And is a killing I’d imagine
Make them think it’s magic (Yeah)
It ain’t your chain or your vehicles
When you that nigga with the bands (Yeah)

[Hook: Pharrell]
Just be that nigga with the bag
So, when they say who is that?
Oh, that’s the nigga with the bag
You see that watch, that’s made of glass
It’s on the wrist they grab the bag
Yugo, Yugo, Yugo
That Yugo, Yugo, Yugo
That Yugo, Yugo, Yugo
That Yugo, Yugo

[Bridge: Pharrell]
Remembers insecurity sets in
You ride around like the Jetson’s
Your the sun’s reflection
You shining, come on, hello

[Outro: Pharrell]
You see that watch, that’s made of glass
It’s on the wrist, they grab the bag
What was that spaceship ridin’ past?
Oh, that’s the nigga with the bag
He do one prayer and then brag
That Yugo, Yugo, Yugo
Oh, that’s the nigga with the bag
That Yugo, Yugo, Yugo
He do one prayer and then brag
Oh, that’s the nigga with the bag