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Summer 17 – Rick Ross lyrics

Lyrics Rick Ross – Summer 17

You scared to die nigga?
Open your eyes wide.(summer 17)

Im out on bars so I gotta beat it
All the dope boys say they wanna be me
I got a lick boy, I got a lick
2017 trust me boy , this one is it
I used to smoke the weed until my fingers burn
Pool of b*tches f*cking me, I got em’ taking turns
My nigga bought the stick but you wanna fade
May runnin’ in the bank a residential thing
All my niggas mad they like f*ck the world
Back to standin’ on the Ave with a couple birds
If you a killer well I’m tryna see
Cause calling the police is the only thing free
I had to park that purple Lamborghini​
And pull that chevy back on out the ..
I’m from the city where they kill for nothin’
And all Renzel do is push a button

I want my niggas rich by summer 17. (x4)

I pulled my pistol then I say my name
I know you scared but repeat your game
You off to hell when you see them flames
Now pray for me cause I had did some things.
..
Got on my necklaces as I’m sittin in the draw
Im livin reckless and it never stop
Thats why im beefin’ with a nigga that live right up the block
A body fall I might just ..
Your moneys gone thats why im runnin’ round
They put my rhymes in the New York timesss.
Rick Ross lyrics
Video 17

Eternally yours – Motionless in White lyrics

Lyrics Motionless in White – Eternally yours

Blow the bridge to the past
Wipe the fingerprints
Melt your heart encased in wax
Steal it with a kiss.(eternally yours)

Our fate engraved
Scar enslaved
As we mutually destruct
Repose, my love, I’ve sinned enough for the both of us.

In the name of love..

I’m ready to bury all of my bones
I’m ready to lie but say I won’t
So tell me your secrets
And join me in pieces
To rot in this garden made of stones
Eternally yours.

I feed like you taught me and selflessly swallow
We coalesce in darkness, so selfishly hollow
Examine the wreckage
Writhing in tempo
Invisible anguish casting a shadow.

And in the name of love…

I’m ready to bury all of my bones
I’m ready to lie but say I won’t
So tell me your secrets
And join me in pieces
To rot in this garden made of stones
Eternally yours.

As we rest in pieces, though I know not your name
I would suffer forever to absolve all your pain.

And in the name of love.

I’m ready to bury all of my bones
I’m ready to lie but say I won’t
So tell me your secrets
And join me in pieces
To rot in this garden made of stones
Eternally yours.

I’m ready to bleed to make amends
And sleep in this dirt we call our bed
So tell me your secrets
And join me in pieces
To fall and rewrite the bitter end
Eternally yours.

I’m more than willing to rot in hell with you.

I’m ready to bury all of my bones
I’m ready to lie but say I won’t
So tell me your secrets
And join me in pieces
To rot in this garden made of stones.

I’m ready to bleed to make amends
And sleep in this dirt we call our bed
So tell me your secrets
And join me in pieces
To fall and rewrite the bitter end.

Eternally yoursss.
Motionless in White lyrics
Video yours

Everything 1k – Kodak Black starring Danielle Bregoli lyrics

Lyrics Kodak Black – Everything 1k

You know life ain’t tied with a bow but it’s still a gift though
Yeah life ain’t fair but it’s still good though
It’s a blessing just to be here
Everything 1K.

I know you’re money hungry
Can’t wait ‘cause you ain’t eat all day
And you gon’ lose your mind if you don’t get a plate
I understand the ups and the downs, street niggas gon’ relate
It’s a struggle man, I’m with you all the way
This for all the soldiers fell victim to the system
Everyday that goes by they so close to losing faith
I got to thank god for everything
It’s a miracle how you’ll wake up and your dreams right in your face
Everything 1K.

I woke up in the morning on a cold slab
How the hell I’m in a damn cell
I’m in jail taking cold baths
I went down the wrong path
Lil boy don’t go that way
You prolly won’t last
Before I had the fame I had the name
I earned my stripes like Adidas
Sliding base like I’m Derek Jeter
Growing up with no father, it’ll make you evil
How he gon’ learn to be a man when you ain’t never teach him?
Youngin’ can’t even read but he totin’ the Desert Eagle
Look how she left, I bet she told you she won’t never leave you
The same nigga was hating, I turned them to believers
I done made it through the rain and I ain’t called FEMA.

I know you’re money hungry
Can’t wait ‘cause you ain’t eat all day
And you gon’ lose your mind if you don’t get a plate
I understand the ups and the downs, street niggas gon’ relate
It’s a struggle man, I’m with you all the way
This for all the soldiers fell victim to the system
Everyday that goes by they so close to losing faith
I got to thank god for everything
It’s a miracle how you’ll wake up and your dreams right in your face
Everything 1K.

I probably thank god ‘cause without him who is me?
He unlocked my cell when they threw away the key
Jailbird, I was caged in, he came and set me free
I was just on the news, now I’m on MTV
Hurting ‘cause your people ate and you ain’t get a piece
Now you’re taking from your people plate ‘cause you just tryna eat
Grinding for a mil and I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout a combo
My mama need a crib, I been thinking ‘bout a condo
You nothing when you down, it’s crazy how people treat you
Come around now, you can’t even hit the reefer
I pray for all my youngins who done took the same route
Brother from the same struggle, cut from the same cloth.

I know you’re money hungry
Can’t wait ‘cause you ain’t eat all day
And you gon’ lose your mind if you don’t get a plate
I understand the ups and the downs, street niggas gon’ relate
It’s a struggle man, I’m with you all the way
This for all the soldiers fell victim to the system
Everyday that goes by they so close to losing faith
I got to thank god for everything
It’s a miracle how you’ll wake up and your dreams right in your face
Everything 1K.
Kodak Black lyrics
Video 1k

Same drugs – Chance the Rapper lyrics

Lyrics Chance the Rapper – Same drugs

We don’t do the same drugs no more
We don’t do the, we don’t do the same drugs, do the same drugs no more
‘Cause she don’t do the same drugs no more
We don’t do the, we don’t do the same drugs, do the same drugs no more.

When did you change?
Wendy, you’ve aged
I thought you’d never grow up
I thought you’d never
Window closed, Wendy got old
I was too late, I was too late
A shadow of what I once was.

‘Cause we don’t do the same drugs no more
We don’t do the, we don’t do the same druuugs, do the same drugs no more
She don’t laugh the same way no more
We don’t do the, we don’t do the same druuugs, do the same druuugs no more.

Where did you go?
Why would you stay?
You must have lost your marbles
You always were so forgetful
In a hurry, don’t wait up
I was too late, I was too late
A shadow of what I once was
‘Cause we don’t, we don’t do what we say we’re gonna
You were always perfect, and I was only practice
Don’t you miss the days, stranger?
Don’t you miss the days?
Don’t you miss the danger?

We don’t (we don’t) do the same druuugs no more (do the same druuugs no more)
We don’t do the, we don’t do the same druuugs, do the same druuugs no more
We don’t (we don’t) do the same druuugs no more (do the same druuugs no more)
We don’t do the, we don’t do the same druuugs, do the same druuugs no more
We don’t do the, we don’t do the same druuugs.

(Turn it around
I remember when
This age of pathetics)
Don’t forget the happy thoughts
All you need is happy thoughts
The past tense, past bed time
Way back then when everything we read was real
And everything we said rhymed
Wide eyed kids being kids
Why did you stop?
What did you do to your hair?
Where did you go to end up right back here?
When did you start to forget how to fly?
(It’s so natural
Just like Juicy Fruit
Works like a magic trick
Please give me half of that
We don’t, we don’t, we don’t)
Don’t you color out
Don’t you bleed on out, oh
Stay in the line, stay in the line
Dandelion
(Do the same drugs no more
We don’t do the, we don’t do the same druuugs, do the same druuugs no more
We don’t, we don’t, we don’t…)
Don’t you color out
Don’t you bleed on out, oh
Stay in the line, stay in the line
Dandelionnn.
Chance the Rapper lyrics
Video drugs

M.I.A – P.O.W.A lyrics

Don’t you wanna
Tell me if you’re gonna
Put down your armour
Promise no more drama

Throw up my hands I say I’m not Dalai Lama
Throw up my hands say I’m not Obama

I’m not Osama
Monsanto farmer
I don’t drink no soda
I believe in Karma
They try to shut me down
I’ve still got the power
They try to hate me
But I still be that lover

I know my mind
In me I’m gonna find
This is my time
And I’m searching for the signs
Throw up my hands
Say this is people power
Throw up my finger and I’m taking on the Tower

Don’t you wanna
Tell me if you’re gonna
Put down your armour
Promise no more drama

You know me I don’t watch TV
People watching me are only gonna see
I’m not your enemy FBI checking me
Curbing my money but that don’t bother me

I’m much tougher
I don’t need the buffer
I keep it light
Keep my head out the gutter

I’ma do it now
I’ma do it
I’ma do it now
I’ma do it
I’ma do it now
I’ma show you how

Put your hands up
Put your middle fingers in the air
M.I.A. make it spray like it’s raining up in here
Think you’re getting baptised
With the sweat on your tree

Where where where
You say where my water there

You say wa wa wa wa wa
I say pa pa pa pa pa
You say wa wa wa wa wa
I say pa pa pa pa pa

Supa-kala fascist, racist, espi-ala-tazors
Posers with cases
They better not erase us
Batta come face us

I’m not Rihanna
I’m not Madonna
I’m not Mariah
Or Ariana
I’ve been around in this world causing drama
The real spice girl, hot girl power

Don’t you wanna
Tell me if you’re gonna
Put down your armour
Promise no more drama
Throw my hands
Say this is people power
Throw up my finger and I’m taking on the Tower

Waka Flocka Flame – Was My Dawg Lyrics

[Intro]
Man we finna eat
Man we back in this motherfucking booth
You know what I’m talkin’ ’bout?
Sucka ass nigga
I thought you was my motherfuckin’ partner, nigga
Ducky ass nigga

[Hook]
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
You all for yourself, shawty you a ball hog
You all for yourself, shawty, you a ball hog
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
You all for yourself, shawty you a ball hog
You all for yourself, shawty, you a ball hog

[Verse 1]
Dawg, fuck the game, never tuck in my chain
Never fuck with you lames, shit’ll never be the same
Dawg, fuck the game, never tuck in my chain
Never fuck with you lames, shit’ll never be the same
Always yellin’ Brick Squad, always talking fam first
When yo’ ass got locked up, you turned on the fam first
Always takin’ fuckin’ credit, never put in no work
Used my name for leverage, before they front you, they gon’ call first
Big dawg Flocka really gripping on the chopper
Had a young boy hit your head for a plate of shrimp and lobster
Flocka Curry, Flocka Curry, shoot yo’ ass just like a three
Flocka Curry, Flocka Curry, twenty mil with no degree

[Hook]
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
You all for yourself, shawty you a ball hog
You all for yourself, shawty, you a ball hog
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
You all for yourself, shawty you a ball hog
You all for yourself, shawty, you a ball hog

[Verse 2]
Y’all know my goons go ham, eat that nigga like some pork
Put him on the picture frame, send them goonies from New York
Run that check up like a sport, pop that nigga like a cork
I’m a millionaire shawty, motherfuck goin’ to court
Shoot the fair one with a nigga, beat yo’ ass just like a kid
I remember sellin’ mil, you ain’t never give me shit
You ain’t never want to see a young nigga ballin’ rich
You a sucka ass, pussy ass, rappin’ ass trapper
Made my young nigga 21 bless you like a pastor
I call Chaz, I call Southside, boy you know that shit over
You don’t want to get that phone call from my big brother
Bitch, you know he gon’ murk you, bitch you know you [?]

[Hook]
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
You all for yourself, shawty you a ball hog
You all for yourself, shawty, you a ball hog
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
You all for yourself, shawty you a ball hog
You all for yourself, shawty, you a ball hog

[Verse 3]
You, my nigga
Man, I thought you was my brother
How you fuck me over? Man we came up from the gutter
Pistol in your face, before I do it say I love ya
[?], spray your house up like Febreze, nigga
Fuck your party invites nigga, you know I don’t fuck with ya
You know I ain’t hangin’ with ya, you know we ain’t bool nigga
Knock you out like Scoob nigga, I don’t play by rules nigga
Real or you’re fake, shawty, you gon’ have to choose nigga
Put you round them [?] when the [?] was on yo’ ass
[?], how you think you had to pass
How you think your ass gon’ last without big dawg in your corner?
How you think yo’ ass gon’ last when them choppers pull up on ya? (pussy)

[Hook]
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
You all for yourself, shawty you a ball hog
You all for yourself, shawty, you a ball hog
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
Thought you was my nigga, shawty, thought you was my dawg
You all for yourself, shawty you a ball hog
You all for yourself, shawty, you a ball hog

[Outro]

Rick Ross – Summer 17 Lyrics

[Intro]
You scared to die nigga?
Open your eyes wide

[Verse 1:]
Im [?] so i [?]
All the dope boys say they wanna be me
I got a lick boy, I got a lick
2017 trust me this one is it
I used to smoke the weed until my fingers burn
Pool of bitches fucking me, I got em’ taking turns
My nigga bought the stick but you wanna fade
May runnin’ in the bank a residential thing
All my niggas mad they like fuck the world
Back to standin’ on the Ave with a couple birds
If you a killer well I’m tryna see
Cause calling the police is the only thing free
I had to park that purple lamborghini
And pull that chevy back on out the [?]
I’m from the city where they kill for nothin’
And all Renzel do is push a button

[Hook:]
I want my niggas rich by summer 17
I want my niggas rich by summer 17
I want my niggas rich by summer 17
I want my niggas rich by summer 17

[Verse 2:]
I pulled my pistol then I say my name
I know you scared but repeat your game
You off to hell when you see them flames
Now pray for me cause I had did some things
[?]
You know my necklaces aren’t sittin in the draw
Im livin reckless and it never stop
Thats why im beefin’ with a nigga that live right up the block
A body fall I might just [?]
Your moneys gone thats why im runnin’ round
They put my rhymes in the New York times
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Lil Uzi Vert – Tits / Remember? Lyrics

[Hook]
This That
Take your bitch right on a trip
Let her slop right on my dick
Then I bust right on her tits
[?]
45th right on my hip
Diamond my [?] look like this
Drinking that xan like its crisp

[Verse 1]
Driving the lamb and its tinted
Inside a [?] like a winner
I was [?] to bend her
I was on xanny to [?]
That’s all that I can remember
That’s all that I can remember
I was on xanny to [?]
That’s all that I can remember
[?] like a sweater
You [?] like that’s a sweater
You told that bitch I would bend her
I bend that bitch like I’m [?]
My niggas talk to no [?]

Migos – Bad and Boujee (feat. Lil Uzi Vert) Lyrics

[Intro: Offset]
You know, young rich n****s
You know so we never really had no old money
We got a whole lotta new money though, hah
(If Young Metro don’t trust you I’m gon’ shoot ya)
Hey!

[Hook: Offset]
Raindrop, drop top (drop top)
Smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
F***in’ on your b**** she a thot, thot (thot)
Cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
We came from nothin’ to somethin’ n**** (hey)
I don’t trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody)
Call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang)
Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
My b****is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with an Uzi (blaow)
My n****s is savage, ruthless (savage)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
My b**** is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with an Uzi (dope)
My n****s is savage, ruthless (hey)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)

[Verse 1: Offset]
Offset, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo!
Rackades on rackades, got back-ends on back-ends
I’m ridin’ around in a coupe (coupe)
I take your b**** right from you (You)
B**** I’m a dog, roof (grr)
Beat the h** walls loose (hey)
Hop in the frog, whoo (skrt)
I tell that b**** to come comfort me (comfort me)
I swear these n****s is under me (hey)
They hate and the devil keep jumpin’ me (jumpin’ me)
Bankrolls on me keep me company (cash)
Aye, we did the most
Yeah, pull up in Ghosts (whoo)
Yeah, my diamonds a choker (glah)
Holdin’ the fire with no holster (blaow)
Rick the Ruler, diamonds cooler (cooler)
This a Rollie, not a Muller (hey)
Dabbin’ on ’em like the usual (dab)
Magic with the brick, do voodoo (magic)
Courtside with a bad b**** (b****)
Then I send the b**** through Uber (go)
I’m young and rich and plus I’m bougie (hey)
I’m not stupid so I keep the Uzi (rrah)
Rackades on rackades, got back-ends on back-ends
So my money makin’ my back ache
You n****s got a low Act rate (Act)
We from the Nawf, yeah, dat way (nawf)
Fat Cookie bl*** in the ashtray (cookie)
Two b****es, just national smash day (smash)
Hop in the Lamb, have a drag race (skrt)
I let them birds take a bath, bae (brr)

[Hook: Offset]
Raindrop, drop top (drop top)
Smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
F***in’ on your b**** she a thot, thot (thot)
Cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
We came from nothin’ to somethin’ n**** (hey)
I don’t trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody)
Call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang)
Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
My b****is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with an Uzi (blaow)
My n****s is savage, ruthless (savage)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
My b**** is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with an Uzi (dope)
My n****s is savage, ruthless (hey)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)

[Verse 2: Quavo]
Pour a four, I’m droppin’ muddy
Outer space, Kid Cudi (drank)
Introduce me to your b**** as wifey and we know she sluttin’
Broke a brick down, nutted butted, now that n**** duckin’
Don’t move too fast I might shoot you (huh?)
Draco bad and boujee (draco)
I’m always hangin’ with shooters (brrah)
Might be posted somewhere secluded (private)
Still be playin’ with pots and pans, call me Quavo Ratatouille
Run with that sack, call me Boobie (run with it)
When I’m on stage show me boobies (ay)
Ice on my neck, I’m the coolest (ice)
Hop out the suicide with the Uzi (pew-pew-pew)
I pull up, I pull up, I pull up
I hop out with all of the drugs and the good luck (skrrt)
I’m cookin’, I’m cookin’, I’m whippin’
I’m whippin’ into a rock up, let it lock up (lock up)
I gave her 10 racks
I told her go shoppin’ and spend it all at the pop up (ten)
These b****es they f*** and suck d****
And they bustin’ for Instagram, get your Klout up
Uh, yeah, dat way, float on the track like a Segway (go)
Yeah, dat way, I used to trap by the Subway (trappin’)
Yeah, dat way, young n**** trap with the AK (rrrah)
Yeah, dat way, big dyke h**, get the door, Macy Gray (hey)

[Hook: Offset]
Raindrop, drop top (drop top)
Smokin’ on cookie in the hotbox (cookie)
F***in’ on your b**** she a thot, thot (thot)
Cookin’ up dope in the crockpot (pot)
We came from nothin’ to somethin’ n**** (hey)
I don’t trust nobody grip the trigger (nobody)
Call up the gang, and they come and get you (gang)
Cry me a river, give you a tissue (hey)
My b****is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with an Uzi (blaow)
My n****s is savage, ruthless (savage)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (grrah)
My b**** is bad and boujee (bad)
Cookin’ up dope with an Uzi (dope)
My n****s is savage, ruthless (hey)
We got 30’s and 100 rounds too (glah)

[Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
My b**** she bad to the bone, ay
Wait, these n****s watchin’
I swear to God they be my clones
Yeah, hey, huh
Switchin’ my h**s like my flows (what?)
Switchin’ my flows like my clothes (like what?)
Keep on shootin’ that gun, don’t reload
Ooh, ooh, now she want f**k with my crew
Cause the money come all out the roof
Drive the Rari, that b**** got no roof (skrt)
Wait, what kind of Rari? 458 (damn)
All of these n****s, they hate (they hate)
Try to hide, shoot through the gate
Look, go to strip club, make it rain, yeah
So much money, they use rakes
Count 100 thousand in your face (in your face)
Yeah, then put 300 right in the safe
Met her today, ooh
She talk to me like she knew me (yeah)
Go to sleep in a jacuzzi, yeah
Wakin’ up right to a two-piece (yeah)
Countin’ that paper like loose leaf (yeah)
Gettin’ that chicken with blue cheese (yeah)
Boy, you so fake like my collar, you snakin’
I swear to God that be that Gucci (aye)
And you know we winnin’ (winnin’)
Yeah, we is not losin’
Try to play your song, it ain’t move me (what?)
Saw your girl once, now she choosin’ (yeah)

Rich The Kid – Soak It Up Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh that’s what we doing?
Okay
Going that way?
Okay
That’s the way we do

[Hook]
I don’t wanna know her (whoo)
My neck is so colder (ice)
Can’t lean on my shoulder (no!)
The money is closer (whoo!)
Rich; I’m a wrestler flexing up (flex!)
Rich; I’m a wrestler flexing up
Rich; I’m a wrestler flexing up (yuh, yuh, yuh)
They take the shows and they soaking up
Soak it up (that way)
Soak it up (that way)
Soak it up (yeah that way!)
Soak it up (whoo! what?)
They take the shows then they soaking up (hold up)
Watch how we drip then they soak it up (hold up)
Bitch I’m a wrestler flexing up
Soak it up

[Verse 1]
Ooh, everybody wanna go that way now
I pull up the black Wraith now (hold up)
Young nigga I set the trends (trend)
I need a bitch with a friend (bitch!)
I might go this way, soak it up (that way)
Don’t flex man you know that you’re broke as fuck (flex!)
I’m flexing, you in a pickup truck (woah)
Got too many racks I can’t pick ‘em up (racks)
Ooh, your boyfriend really a loser
Caught him dancing like a bitch go stupid (ey!)
Rich the racks still flexing, stupid (flex flex)
Head so good I might buy her some Louis (louis)
Lil bitch I’m dripping so soak it up (lil bitch)
They wanna copy the wave (wave)
They wanna copy the style too (whoo!)
Bougee bitch actin’ brand new (bitch!)

[Hook]
I don’t wanna know her (whoo)
My neck is so colder (ice)
Can’t lean on my shoulder (no!)
The money is closer (whoo!)
Rich; I’m a wrestler flexing up (flex!)
Rich; I’m a wrestler flexing up
Rich; I’m a wrestler flexing up (yuh, yuh, yuh)
They take the sauce and they soak it up
Soak it up (that way)
Soak it up (that way)
Soak it up (yeah that way!)
Soak it up (whoo! what?)
They take the sauce then they soak it up (yah)
Watch how we drip and then they soak it up (hold up)
Bitch I’m a wrestler flexing up (that way, that way, that way)
Soak it up

[Verse 2]
Yah, I can not deal with these bitches (whoo!)
I’m too in love with my riches (yuh!)
Yah, I can not deal with these haters
I’m too in love with the paper (rich!)
Yah, like Dexter the drip from my walk again (trap)
I’m focused on nothing but Benjamin’s (whoo!)
Way too much sauce and I’m spilling it (sauce)
Her pussy is soaking I’m killing it (yuh!)
New wave you niggas wanna act like me
Damn sure can’t rap like me (can’t rap like me)
Diamonds on a nigga yeah, that way (that way)
Bitches on a nigga yeah, that way (that way!)
Professional flexer, they call me a wrestler
Money is longer than texts
Need syrup for breakfast, ‘Rari no Lexus
I put that bitch on a stretcher (whoo!)

[Hook]
I don’t wanna know her (whoo)
My neck is so colder (ice)
Can’t lean on my shoulder (no!)
The money is closer (whoo!)
Rich; I’m a wrestler flexing up (flex!)
Rich; I’m a wrestler flexing up
Rich; I’m a wrestler flexing up (yuh, yuh, yuh)
They take the shows and they soaking up
Soak it up (that way)
Soak it up (that way)
Soak it up (yeah that way!)
Soak it up (whoo! what?)
They take the shows then they soaking up (yah)
Watch how we drip then they soak it up (yah)
Bitch I’m a wrestler flexing up
Soak it up (whoo!)

Kyle – Want Me Bad Lyrics

[Intro: Cousin Stizz]
These niggas ain’t finna get me, bruh
Ay

[Hook: KYLE]
Yeah, yeah
Want me bad
I know they want me bad
I see them down and out
I know they want me, yeah
My team is on my back
Them demons on my ass
I know they want me bad
I know they want me bad
Yeah, yeah
Want me bad
I know they want me bad
I see them down and out
I know they want me, yeah
My team is on my back
Them demons on my ass
I know they want me bad
I know they want me bad
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: KYLE]
They don’t wanna see me love me no more
They don’t wanna see me off the EBT, they don’t want to see me feed the team no more, no
Look in they eyes, they tell me so many lies
They ain’t got the shine, they ain’t tryna see me with mine
Blinder, you got snakes in the grass nigga find em
Niggas never notice that the enemy they lookin’ for is usually behind them, hind them
Opposition nah I don’t mind em
They just wanna see me in the streets just like them
Feeding me the hate saying try some
They don’t wanna see me do what I’ve done, make it far as I’ve come yeah

[Hook: KYLE]
Yeah
Want me bad
I know they want me bad
I see them down and out
I know they want me, yeah
My team is on my back
Them demons on my ass
I know they want me bad
I know they want me bad
Yeah, yeah
Want me bad
I know they want me bad
I see them down and out
I know they want me, yeah
My team is on my back
Them demons on my ass
I know they want me bad
I know they want me bad
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Cousin Stizz]
Yeah
We ain’t even tryin’ to deal the weed no more
They want my niggas in them handcuffs, they don’t want us in the street no more
I ain’t surprised, I’m on a high, they fall behind
Don’t got the time, they bout to shade you then get up and try
Ain’t say no will, I done spent my whole life round the drug deal
All my old plugs tell me do the rap thing
I can live my whole life like they never will
I got holes in my heart that’ll never fill
Long nights, long days, smoke up project hallways
Little boy, she check a boy, keep working, I know I ain’t perfect
Now I’m looking back like it was worth it

[Hook: KYLE]
Yeah, yeah
Want me bad
I know they want me bad
I see them down and out
I know they want me, yeah
My team is on my back
Them demons on my ass
I know they want me bad
I know they want me bad
Yeah, yeah
Want me bad
I know they want me bad
I see them down and out
I know they want me, yeah
My team is on my back
Them demons on my ass
I know they want me bad
I know they want me bad
Yeah, yeah

Migos – T-Shirt – Spotify Mix Lyrics

[Intro: Quavo]
Spotify, yeah
Spotify, Spotify
Spotify, Spotify
Spotify, yeah

[Verse: Offset, Quavo, & Takeoff]
Young nigga poppin’, cookie kickin’ like a rider (cookie!)
Bout to get that lamb til’ I thought about that rari (skrr skrr!)
Ain’t no doubt about it I’m yo favorite rapper artist
When you pull out that draco make sure ain’t nobody watching ( brrrt!)
Migos we the topic (Hey!), pockets extra sloppy (slop!)
On Spotify they listenin’ they can’t wait til’ we droppin’
Like my women cocky, (women!) drape em’ in Versace (‘sace!)
Fish scale wallets, Christopher Wallace (white!)
Spotify hit me, told me “Pull Up,” said “I got em’”
Number one no problem, try to stop we droppin’
Culture out there, dropped it, told em, “Hit me” when they cop it
Visuals on North Pole, ain’t no photo shoppin’
Back then when I wasn’t poppin’, y’all people told me stop it
Yeah
Thinkin’ bout money when I say cottage, so much can’t fit in my wallet
Yeah, yeah I might give my fans all my clothes yeah, yeah
I fly to Japan for my shows yeah, yeah
What you sayin’ we get those yeah, yeah
I won’t give no bag to these hoes (yeah)

[Outro: Quavo]
Yeah, no, T-shirt, T-shirt, T-shirt, T-shirt, (white!)
T-shirt, (white) T-shirt (white)
It’s that white, yeah,(white!) it’s that white yeah (white!)
Coco, do it for the Culture
Spotify I give you my word
Number one, we all around the earth
Spotify, we all around the earth
You know we comin’ for what we deserve, yeah
Culture album, out now, go get that, yeah
Yeah, WOO

You Me At Six – Give

[Verse 1]
It’s been a day
It’s felt like an age
Since I have seen you
A face to face so we can say what we need to
I know you changed
You don’t look the same
We all make mistakes
It’s growing pains, it’s just a phase we have to go through

[Chorus]
I’ve been wasting all this time
Trying to keep you off my mind
Yeah, you off my mind, no more
I’ve been wasting all these nights
Trying to keep you off my mind
Yeah, you off my mind, no more

[Verse 2]
How long should I wait (I wait, I wait)
To feel myself, feel myself again
Cause I don’t think you hate (You hate, you hate)
When we’re side by side but going two separate ways

[Chorus]
I’ve been wasting all this time
Trying to keep you off my mind
Yeah, you off my mind, no more
I’ve been wasting all these nights
Trying to keep you off my mind
Yeah, you off my mind, no more

[Bridge]
What are you searching for?
What are you looking for?
I don’t think you know
I don’t think you know

[Pre-Chorus]
I’ve been wasting all this time
Trying to keep you off my mind
You off my mind, hey!

[Chorus]
I’ve been wasting all this time
Trying to keep you off my mind
Yeah, you off my mind, no more
I’ve been wasting all these nights
Trying to keep you off my mind
Yeah, you off my mind, no more

[Outro]
What are you searching for?
What are you looking for?

Blake Shelton – Every Time I Hear That Song

There’s something ’bout yesterday
How fast it all flies away
I don’t know what it is about a goodbye kiss
That makes you wanna stay
We were crazy then we were over
We were breaking up, making love, a runaway roller coaster

Every time I hear that song
I’m standing in the pouring rain
On your front lawn and oh-oh-oh
I still think about you oh-oh-oh
Every time I hear that song
It’s like the first time it came on and oh-oh-oh
I still think about you oh-oh-oh
I still think about you

There’s something in the bittersweet
The feeling of a memory
Right there in the moment
All I ever wanted was you and me
We were crying, we were wasted
We were dying when they played it

Every time I hear that song
I’m standing in the pouring rain
On your front lawn and oh-oh-oh
I still think about you oh-oh-oh
Every time I hear that song
It’s like the first time it came on and oh-oh-oh
I still think about you oh-oh-oh
I still think about you
Oh, I still think about you

There’s a soundtrack in my mind
That takes me back in time
When I hear that melody
I think about you and me

Every time I hear that song
I’m standing in the pouring rain
On your front lawn and oh-oh-oh
I still think about you oh-oh-oh
Every time I hear that song
It’s like the first time it came on and oh-oh-oh
I still think about you oh-oh-oh
I still think about you
Oh, I still think about you
I still think about you
Yeah, I still think about you

There’s a soundtrack in my mind
That takes me back in time
When I hear that melody

Bibi Bourelly – Ballin

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh Lord
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
I got fired from Old Navy
Landlord keeps on knocking
Swear that nigga hates me
Sleeping on this old couch
But shit, I’m not complaining
‘Cause I’m still a pimp though
Like there’s moulah raining
[Pre-Chorus]
And I ain’t never ever been this rich ever
I don’t even make all that much dough
Ask my mama for a dub and raised her blood pressure
Now she got me working at the corner store

[Chorus]
But I’m ballin’, ballin’
I’m so fucking awesome
Vroom vroom, yeah
That’s my Camry roaring
Shit, think the engine light came on
Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
I’m so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’

[Post-Chorus]
Oh Lord
Yeah, yeah
Oh Lord

[Verse 2]
Gormet
Heart them ramen noodles
Freak it with the hot sauce
I do McDonalds too though
And when I wanna go out
Good Will gotta do though
Sweet talking the bouncers
18 bucks, I need 2 more

[Pre-Chorus]
And I ain’t never ever been this rich ever
I don’t even make all that much dough
Ask my mama for a dub and raised her blood pressure
Now she got me working at the corner store

[Chorus]
But I’m ballin’, ballin’
I’m so fucking awesome
Vroom vroom, yeah
That’s my Camry roaring
Shit, think the engine light came on
Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
I’m so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’

[Post-Chorus]
Oh Lord

[Verse 3]
Jumped the gate, subway station
All the seats are taken
This kinda lifestyle teach you patience
I spend my very last savings on some Takis
I’m good at simbis crib
I don’t need no hotel lobbies
I doubt I’d get along with paparazzi , yeah
I just want a Slim Jim and a 40
I just wanna roll up to the sundown without my moms throwing a fit
I just wanna party in New York in all the abandon warehouses
With the hipster kids and the bad bitches with hair on their armpits
We wear designer clothes from thrifts
My hair might not be laid and did

[Chrous]
Yeah, but I’m ballin’, ballin’
I’m so fucking awesome
Vroom vroom, yeah
That’s my Camry roaring
Shit, think the engine light came on
Now I gotta walk 15 miles to my apartment
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
I’m so mother, motherfucking awesome, yeah
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’
Ballin’, ballin’, ballin’

[Post-Chorus]
Oh Lord

Rich The Kid – Soak It Up

[Intro]
Oh that’s what we doing?
Okay
Going that way?
Okay
That’s the way we do

[Hook]
I don’t wanna know her (whoo)
My neck is so colder (ice)
Can’t lean on my shoulder (no!)
The money is closer (whoo!)
Rich; I’m a wrestler flexing up (flex!)
Rich; I’m a wrestler flexing up
Rich; I’m a wrestler flexing up (yuh, yuh, yuh)
They take the shows and they soaking up
Soak it up (that way)
Soak it up (that way)
Soak it up (yeah that way!)
Soak it up (whoo! what?)
They take the shows then they soaking up (hold up)
Watch how we drip then they soak it up (hold up)
Bitch I’m a wrestler flexing up
Soak it up

[Verse 1]
Ooh, everybody wanna go that way now
I pull up the black Wraith now (hold up)
Young nigga I set the trends (trend)
I need a bitch with a friend (bitch!)
I might go this way, soak it up (that way)
Don’t flex man you know that you’re broke as fuck (flex!)
I’m flexing, you in a pickup truck (woah)
Got too many racks I can’t pick ‘em up (racks)
Ooh, your boyfriend really a loser
Caught him dancing like a bitch go stupid (ey!)
Rich the racks still flexing, stupid (flex flex)
Head so good I might buy her some Louis (louis)
Lil bitch I’m dripping so soak it up (lil bitch)
They wanna copy the wave (wave)
They wanna copy the style too (whoo!)
Bougee bitch actin’ brand new (bitch!)

[Hook]
I don’t wanna know her (whoo)
My neck is so colder (ice)
Can’t lean on my shoulder (no!)
The money is closer (whoo!)
Rich; I’m a wrestler flexing up (flex!)
Rich; I’m a wrestler flexing up
Rich; I’m a wrestler flexing up (yuh, yuh, yuh)
They take the sauce and they soak it up
Soak it up (that way)
Soak it up (that way)
Soak it up (yeah that way!)
Soak it up (whoo! what?)
They take the sauce then they soak it up (yah)
Watch how we drip and then they soak it up (hold up)
Bitch I’m a wrestler flexing up (that way, that way, that way)
Soak it up

[Verse 2]
Yah, I can not deal with these bitches (whoo!)
I’m too in love with my riches (yuh!)
Yah, I can not deal with these haters
I’m too in love with the paper (rich!)
Yah, like Dexter the drip from my walk again (trap)
I’m focused on nothing but Benjamin’s (whoo!)
Way too much sauce and I’m spilling it (sauce)
Her pussy is soaking I’m killing it (yuh!)
New wave you niggas wanna act like me
Damn sure can’t rap like me (can’t rap like me)
Diamonds on a nigga yeah, that way (that way)
Bitches on a nigga yeah, that way (that way!)
Professional flexer, they call me a wrestler
Money is longer than texts
Need syrup for breakfast, ‘Rari no Lexus
I put that bitch on a stretcher (whoo!)

[Hook]
I don’t wanna know her (whoo)
My neck is so colder (ice)
Can’t lean on my shoulder (no!)
The money is closer (whoo!)
Rich; I’m a wrestler flexing up (flex!)
Rich; I’m a wrestler flexing up
Rich; I’m a wrestler flexing up (yuh, yuh, yuh)
They take the shows and they soaking up
Soak it up (that way)
Soak it up (that way)
Soak it up (yeah that way!)
Soak it up (whoo! what?)
They take the shows then they soaking up (yah)
Watch how we drip then they soak it up (yah)
Bitch I’m a wrestler flexing up
Soak it up (whoo!)

SiR – All In My Head

[Verse 1:]
I should be leavin’, I should be walkin’ out the door
Don’t really need it, but you keep me wantin’ more
Thought it’d be easy, letting go is what I do
So why are my feet nailed to the floor
Why am I holding on to you

[Bridge:]
Why was last night the first time I felt anything in a long time
Feels like Imma fall hard said my cold heart made up its own mind
Love ain’t what I came for, but it’s here now, and it feels good
You told me you were special, and you meant what you said
I don’t wanna leave this bed

[Chorus:]
Baby you’re all in my head
All in my head (x5)
Baby you

[Verse 2:]
Maybe I’m crazy, maybe I’m making a mistake
But who’s gonna save me
Who’s gonna say I’m wrong to stay
But you so amazing, it started out as fun and games
I didn’t know we’d swim this deep, and she didn’t know I’d be afraid

Last night was the first time I felt anything in a long time
Feels like Imma fall hard said my cold heart made up its own mind
Love ain’t what I came for, but it’s here now, and it feels good
Told me you were special, and you meant what you said
Now I don’t wanna leave this bed

[Chorus:]
Baby you’re all in my head
All in my head (x5)
Baby you…

Trina – Damn (feat. Tory Lanez) (Uncensored)

[Intro: Tory Lanez]
Mhm
That’s why you love me, baby!
Thugga (Thugga)
I swear, as soon as she walked out
I seen that I was [?]
Uh, way, OK!

[Hook: Tory Lanez (Trina)]
Ass on "What the fuck you got up in them jeans?" girl
Goddamn, how the fuck it’s bustin out the seams, girl?
Jumpin’ up and down just to fit it in your jeans, girl
I see what you lookin’ at when you be in the mirror, shorty!
(Ass on "What the fuck I got up in them jeans?" boy
Goddamn, how the fuck it’s bustin out the seams, boy?
Jumpin’ up and down just to fit it in my jeans, boy
You see what I’m lookin’ at when I be in the mirror, shorty!)

[Verse 1: Tory Lanez]
She a fuckin’ stunna
100 percenter, ain’t no one can front her
Shorty, you be doin’ something to me in that Yves when it’s all-blue
Like it when you got it on and love it when it’s on you
Yeah, and you know this shit for you, yeah
Split it, flip it, get ’em corners, hit it with you, yeah
You was who I was gon’ bring all this shit to, yeah
And you knew I was gon’ give this shit to you, so baby, yeah!
G4 pilot flying private in the Lear
I been on an island, shorty, wildin’ over here
Ma, sit your pretty ass down in a chair
‘Cause you know how they stare, ’cause shorty got a

[Hook]
Ass on "What the fuck you got up in them jeans?" girl
Goddamn, how the fuck it’s bustin out the seams, girl?
Jumpin’ up and down just to fit it in your jeans, girl
I see what you lookin’ at when you be in the mirror, shorty!
(Ass on "What the fuck I got up in them jeans?" boy
Goddamn, how the fuck it’s bustin out the seams, boy?
Jumpin’ up and down just to fit it in my jeans, boy
You see what I’m lookin’ at when I be in the mirror, shorty!)

[Verse 2: Trina]
My Giuseppe game is on CSI
Pulling up in something tinted you can’t see inside
Mirror, mirror on the motherfucking wall
Who the flyest of them all? Oh my gosh, you can see it’s I!
Black label like I’m BMI
50 thousand just so she can fly
Then I’m hopping off a jet
All myselly, no R. Kelly, motherfucker, just believe I fly!
Tell them bitches that it’s D or die
Ghetto booty, still chicken when you season fries
Too much clink and she can’t see, she blind
Motherfucker, can you see me now?

[Hook]
Ass on "What the fuck you got up in them jeans?" girl
Goddamn, how the fuck it’s bustin out the seams, girl?
Jumpin’ up and down just to fit it in your jeans, girl
I see what you lookin’ at when you be in the mirror, shorty!
(Ass on "What the fuck I got up in them jeans?" boy
Goddamn, how the fuck it’s bustin out the seams, boy?
Jumpin’ up and down just to fit it in my jeans, boy
You see what I’m lookin’ at when I be in the mirror, shorty!)

Solo 45 – 5ive (feat. Stormzy)

[Verse 1: Solo 45]
Rah
Alright, roll, roll, roll
Space between the cars, go, go, go
Some of us are dench yo
I don’t give a flying fuck
Pagans gotta go, go, go
Keep it on the low, low, low
Nosey bastards askin’ questions
Tell them niggas “I said so”

[Bridge: Solo 45]
Five guns, five whips, five guns, five whips
Five guns, five whips, five guns, five whips
Five guns, five whips, five guns, five whips
Spot any antennae, switch ‘em off

[Hook: Solo 45]
Let the MAC ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring, ring
Let it ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring, ring
Let it ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring, ring
Let it
Spot any antennae
Switch ‘em off, let the MAC ring

Let it ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring, ring
Let it ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring, ring
Let it ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring, ring
Spot any antenna
Switch ‘em off, let the MAC… Five guns, five whips
Five guns, five whips
Five guns, five whips
Five guns, five whips
Five guns, five whips
Five guns, five whips
[Verse 2: Stormzy]
See you got goons and I got goons
But I swear down, you don’t wanna see mine vex
I don’t care if you bang weights
When I run up on you when you’re doing [?] chest
Them boy there been copying bars
So don’t be alarmed when he thief mine next
I don’t sneak diss, fuck that sneak shit
Tell a little nigga “look, be direct”
Who are you? What you sayin’? What you on?
Yeah, fuck that, what you doing? Where you from?
Beg man don’t say my name cuh’ I [?]
Walk in, slap mans face then I’m gone
I can tell that they feel I’m dumb
Chattin’ ‘bout views like it’s all that I’ve done
Hatin’ pricks wanna chat about L’s
Come we discuss all the wars that I’ve won
Big bro’s here, tell 45 come
Rinse that kick ‘til the 45’s done
He was like “I wanna try draw for the MAC”
I was like “yeah, but the 45’s dumb”
Said “bring your choice, bring four, five guns”
The MAC-10 rings, but the 45 hums
He said I’m gonna bring a 45 too
So then we attack like a 4-5-1
Boy

[Bridge: Solo 45]
Five guns, five whips
Five guns, five whips
Five guns, five whips
Five guns, five whips
My nigga five guns, five whips, five guns, five whips
Five guns, five whips, five guns, five whips
Five guns, five whips, five guns, five whips
Spot any antennae, switch ‘em off

[Hook: Solo 45]
Let the MAC ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring, ring
Let it ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring, ring
Let it ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring, ring
Let it
Spot any antennae
Switch ‘em off, let the MAC ring

Let it ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring, ring
Let it ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring, ring
Let it ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring, ring
Spot any antennae
Switch ‘em off, let the MAC… Five guns, five whips
Five guns, five whips
Five guns, five whips
Five guns, five whips
Five guns, five whips
Five guns, five whips

Migos – Dab Of Ranch

[Intro: Takeoff]
You know
You woke up and you don’t know what to do
And you a little hungry
Rap snacks with a dab of ranch
It’s just for you

[Hook: Quavo]
With a dab of ranch
With a dab of ranch
With a dab of ranch
We can make it happen
Get your rap snacks
We can make it snappin’
Get your rap snacks with a dab of ranch
Get your rap snacks with a dab of ranch
Get your rap snacks with a dab of ranch
Get your rap snacks with a dab of ranch
With a dab of ranch
With a dab of ranch
We can make it happen
Get your rap snacks
We can make it snappin’
Get your rap snacks with a dab of ranch
Get your rap snacks with a dab of ranch
Get your rap snacks with a dab of ranch
With a dab of ranch

[Verse 1: Quavo & Takeoff]
Quavo
Money like bags of chips
Hunnits of bags I flip
Finger-licking with the ranch
Leaving crumbs on your lips
Truckload backin’ up (beep)
New shipment, gotta stack ’em up
(Takeoff) Bag look magical
Mmm, mmm, Good and smackable
Number one record, the chip breaking record so add it up
Trappin’ ’em out the gas stations
Customers, customers lined up
I heard that you hungry and you make your mind up
Don’t grab a Snickers and go get a bag of ’em
Bag of what? Dab of Ranch
What’s with the ranch?, just a lil dab
Just give me a bag (Get me some)
’cause I’m bout to smash
Give me some out that bag
Just get your own you’ll be glad (damn)

[Hook: Quavo]
With a dab of ranch
With a dab of ranch
With a dab of ranch
We can make it happen
Get your rap snacks
We can make it snappin’
Get your rap snacks with a dab of ranch
Get your rap snacks with a dab of ranch
Get your rap snacks with a dab of ranch
Get your rap snacks with a dab of ranch
With a dab of ranch
With a dab of ranch
We can make it happen
Get your rap snacks
We can make it snappin’
Get your rap snacks with a dab of ranch
Get your rap snacks with a dab of ranch
Get your rap snacks with a dab of ranch
With a dab of ranch

[Verse 2: Offset]
Offset
Get your rap snacks with a dab of ranch
If there ain’t no more call the ambulance
See all of these flavors gone make you dance
My face on the chips take her out her pants
My chips are worldwide thats a lot of land
It’s tasting too good it is out of hand
When I’m done with the bag I’m gone lick my hand
I sign a few bags give ’em to the fans
Sour cream with a dab of ranch
Taste buds had a heart attack
Emergency call the ambulance
I done ran outta snacks
For the love of me get your rap snacks
Get your whole hood all on that
First bag on me get your rap snacks
Get ya whole hood all on that

[Outro: Quavo]
Dab of ranch
With a dab of ranch
With a dab of ranch
With a dab of ranch
When you get a little hungry
Don’t panic
Just dab and ranch it
When you get a little hungry
Don’t panic
Just dab and ranch it

M.I.A. – P.O.W.A

[Hook]
Don’t you wanna
Tell me if you’re gonna
Put down your armour
Promise no more drama

Throw up my hands I say I’m not Dalai Lama
Throw up my hands say I’m not Obama

I’m not Osama
Monsanto farmer
I don’t drink no soda
I believe in Karma
They try to shut me down
I’ve still got the power
They try to hate me
But I still be that lover

I know my mind
In me I’m gonna find
This is my time
And I’m searching for the signs
Throw up my hands
Say this is people power
Throw up my finger and I’m taking on the Tower

[Hook]
Don’t you wanna
Tell me if you’re gonna
Put down your armour
Promise no more drama

You know me I don’t watch TV
People watching me are only gonna see
I’m not your enemy FBI checking me
Curbing my money but that don’t bother me

I’m much tougher
I don’t need the buffer
I keep it light
Keep my head out the gutter

I’ma do it now
I’ma do it
I’ma do it now
I’ma do it
I’ma do it now
I’ma show you how

Put your hands up
Put your middle fingers in the air
M.I.A. make it spray like it’s raining up in here
Think you’re getting baptised
With the sweat on your tree

Where where where
You say where my water there

You say wa wa wa wa wa
I say pa pa pa pa pa
You say wa wa wa wa wa
I say pa pa pa pa pa

Supa-kala fascist, racist, espi-ala-tazors
Posers with cases
They better not erase us
Batta come face us

I’m not Rihanna
I’m not Madonna
I’m not Mariah
Or Ariana
I’ve been around in this world causing drama
The real spice girl, hot girl power

[Hook]
Don’t you wanna
Tell me if you’re gonna
Put down your armour
Promise no more drama
Throw my hands
Say this is people power
Throw up my finger and I’m taking on the Tower

AJ Tracey – Luke Cage

[Hook]
Bullet holes in my top right now
I’mma keep going but I know that they
Want me to stop right now
But, I got a family to feed
So I’m just tryna get the gwop right now
And, I got something in the car
So I ain’t really tryna stop right now
You ain’t getting in bread, that’s rage
I’m a headline act on the stage
I got my hoody down over my face
And you can’t send shots like a man’s Luke Cage
You ain’t getting in bread, that’s rage
I’m a headline act on the stage
I got my hoody down over my face
And you can’t send shots like a man’s Luke Cage

[Hook]
Bullet holes in my top right now
I’mma keep going but I know that they
Want me to stop right now
But, I got a family to feed
So I’m just tryna get the gwop right now
And, I got something in the car
So I ain’t really tryna stop right now
You ain’t getting in bread, that’s rage
I’m a headline act on the stage
I got my hoody down over my face
And you can’t send shots like a man’s Luke Cage
You ain’t getting in bread, that’s rage
I’m a headline act on the stage
I got my hoody down over my face
And you can’t send shots like a man’s Luke Cage

[Verse 1]
Carl Lucas when I’m in the yard
Land in the rave and I swipe my card
Man get powered up when I land at the bar
Cuh’ I’m buying bare shots like I’m strapped for the war
I was like 6 years old spraying bars
Now I’m 22 and I still spray bars
School dons who used to joke and laugh
Now when they ask for guest list, it’s like nah
Dropped out of education, that’s long
Gran was vexed at man that’s like rah
I said "watch, I’m due to go far"
But my mumsy knew her son was that star
Ex girls thought I was a mess
I don’t have to explain that bar
Now they see me on stage like rah
Like rah, I swear that that’s Che, like rah
Don’t ask what my name is
Don’t ask if I think I’m famous
Don’t give your friends your phone
If I say no I’ll smash your phone and then break his
Send shots if you wanna go under
Spin a vet MC or a younger
I got bruddas who are cannons with the hunger
That will cut you quicker than a fishmonger

[Hook]
Bullet holes in my top right now
I’mma keep going but I know that they
Want me to stop right now
But, I got a family to feed
So I’m just tryna get the gwop right now
And, I got something in the car
So I ain’t really tryna stop right now
You ain’t getting in bread, that’s rage
I’m a headline act on the stage
I got my hoody down over my face
And you can’t send shots like a man’s Luke Cage
You ain’t getting in bread, that’s rage
I’m a headline act on the stage
I got my hoody down over my face
And you can’t send shots like a man’s Luke Cage

[Verse 2]
I need a Jessica Jones
A girl that can hold man down
Keeping one hand on the throne
All these girls, they just wanna play man
They just wanna stunt in my bones
A girl that I can call mine
A girl that ain’t cool with them hoes
I rose from the earth like a rose
Defend my team like D Rose
Watch my team in front rows
Dip through the waves like man rows
Apply the pressure, man know
There ain’t a part of 10 you can go
Get your face peeled off like a mango
You can’t squash the beef like Tango
No, no, no, no
Man change quick when the Ps come
Don’t mix bros with the bread
Give bread to the bros
And make sure that your family’s fed
Man tryna send shots, that’s pointless
Cause I’m Luke Cage to the bullets and the bullshit
I was hitting 8 balls, something like a pool tip
Man see the devil, I’mma hit him with the full clip

[Hook]
Bullet holes in my top right now
I’mma keep going but I know that they
Want me to stop right now
But, I got a family to feed
So I’m just tryna get the gwop right now
And, I got something in the car
So I ain’t really tryna stop right now
You ain’t getting in bread, that’s rage
I’m a headline act on the stage
I got my hoody down over my face
And you can’t send shots like a man’s Luke Cage
You ain’t getting in bread, that’s rage
I’m a headline act on the stage
I got my hoody down over my face
And you can’t send shots like a man’s Luke Cage

A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Don Q – Bag On Me

[Intro: Don Q]
I got that bag on me, I-I got that bag on me now
I got that bag on me, I-I keep that bag on me now
I got that bag on me, I-I got that bag on me now
I got that bag on me, I-I keep that bag on me now

[Pre-Hook: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
They want to run down on me
When they see me them niggas is mad at me
So I walk around with it
Cause they plottin’ and I keep that bag on me
I was a clown to them hatin’ niggas
Yeah they used to laugh at me
Now I got to hold it down
Case a nigga feel like he want to come after me

[Hook: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Cause I got that bag on me, yeah I got that bag on me
I got that bag on me, yeah I keep that bag on me
They want to run down on me
When they see me them niggas is mad at me
So I walk around with it
Cause they plottin’ and I keep that bag on me

[Verse 1: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Double R’s what we ridin’
Highbridge spelt in diamonds
Fell in love with designer
Then I fell in love with Rihanna
All I hang around is shottas
They’ll never ever tell your honor
Nina have em singin’, Na-Na-Na-Nuh
We can meet up anywhere you want to
Run it up, I run it up again
She was frontin’ so I fucked her friend
Bitches callin’ me a dog because
I dont wanna fall in love with them
You could call it what you wanted cause
She gon’ still let me fuck again
I’ma keep on countin’ hundreds so
We don’t fuck with you Washingtons
They just want to see me starve again
Reason why I’m goin’ hard again
Missed my target so I shot again
Missed my ex so I shot again
You a dub, you is not a ten
Just the money, I don’t got a friend
Told my hitter shoot, he shot at them
Left a nigga in the garbage bin
Now I got that bag fuck that shit I never had
Cause I’m going in for that shit
And I never laugh at a nigga if he doing bad
Cause nigga I been through that shit
But I’m in my bag, yeah my nigga, I’m in my bag
But I think you been knew that shit
How I make a track, and I’m making niggas mad
And I know they ain’t doin shit

[Pre-Hook: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
They want to run down on me
When they see me them niggas is mad at me
So I walk around with it
Cause they plottin’ and I keep that bag on me
I was a clown to them hatin’ niggas
Yeah they used to laugh at me
Now I got to hold it down
Case a nigga feel like he want to come after me

[Hook: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Cause I got that bag on me, yeah I got that bag on me
I got that bag on me, yeah I keep that bag on me
They want to run down on me
When they see me them niggas is mad at me
So I walk around with it
Cause they plottin’ and I keep that bag on me

[Verse 2: Don Q]
Dreamt about it, then we went and did it
Double-R’s, we was really in it
Pullin’ up and they be in they feelings
It was all good when we was in the Civic
Sick jewels make your bitch choose
They all stare when the wrist move
And it all came from that raw cane
In the kitchen with the wrist moves
Give a fuck about your rap deal
I could show you how the cash feel
Run it up until the bags fill
Safe spot, keep stash sealed
Money money, I don’t sleep without it
Couple hundreds, I don’t leave without it
All my niggas got to keep it solid
Then if not then I don’t want to be around it
Now my bitch bad, got a C around it
I just took my neck and put a key around it
Money piling, I can’t see around it
So the pocket rockets, got to keep around it
We couldn’t just settle, my foot on the pedal
I come in Hell’s Kitchen and cook with the devil
I’m good in the ghetto, for real nigga
I be in the trenches with the night riders
And the pack pushers and the white buyers
I’m like Mike Myers with a knife by him
I could bring it to you but the price higher
Bust down, make the ice brighter
We ain’t really on sight typers
We the serve you on sight type of
Give it to you in a white Viper

[Pre-Hook: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
They want to run down on me
When they see me them niggas is mad at me
So I walk around with it
Cause they plottin’ and I keep that bag on me
I was a clown to them hatin’ niggas
Yeah they used to laugh at me
Now I got to hold it down
Case a nigga feel like he want to come after me

[Hook: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
Cause I got that bag on me, yeah I got that bag on me
I got that bag on me, yeah I keep that bag on me
They want to run down on me
When they see me them niggas is mad at me
So I walk around with it
Cause they plottin’ and I keep that bag on me

Smino – Anita

[Hook]
Lemme cut on this
Anita
I need her
So flee don’t flea from me
(Serving them looks cold as)
Ice cream
(Show that)
Chocolate
(Bars)
GoDiva
Godiva
GoDiva

[Verse 1]
Turn up the volume
This feel like hallelujah
Cue the choir too
I’m off the holy oil
Fried like el pollo
I gotta chicken coupe
Dip out interior barbecue
I’m fly why she want the cockatoo
And that’s on my bird like a beak my guy
Standing ovate how they greet my guys
Straight out the mud like a cleat no lie
Neva had time for the teeter kind
On the fence like vines
Wanna camouflage
Niggas hotel lobbying
Smelling like loud around republicans
Like why it ain’t no niggas working obvious
Just hella hmm hm smiles and muttering
If it ain’t blood to me you bothering
If u ain’t cause to me you cluttering
And I been really tryna be more tolerant
Moe positive prolly need to switch up countries
But you know why I’m here
I might go beast mode
Cop a couple seats out to heathrow
Out in shoreditch with the shit
Ain’t no shortage on the stick
Lil boo I know you gone

[Hook]
Lemme cut on this
Anita
I need her
So flee don’t flea from me
(Serving them looks cold as)
Ice cream
(Show that)
Chocolate
(Bars)
GoDiva
Godiva
GoDiva

[Verse 2]
Bing
When the spotlight beam on you
Green light on you better
Go (a oh oh )
Go (a oh oh)
Cha cha ching
How the money chine ring
When you feet beat pavement
To the gold
Gold
(a oh oh)
Gold
(a oh oh)
Don’t got the time for the delay
Hopping around in a sack race
Bro keep that kane like Lorenz Tate
He went overload over the oberwise
Nigga at his lowest gave me word to wise
Told me none a this matter unless
Family blessed
Watch all these niggas that beat on they chest
They flex thru the stress
I guess

[Verse 3]
I been raw
It’s genetic
It’s my denim
I gin you
Wine up pon you
Tryna fit up
Up in em
Witcha
Acting innocent
Bet u interested
Stretch u like a limo
The memo never
Switch or slowed the tempo
Zero gang with me where I go
I’m cool on
All the friendly shit
It just
Business straight across
12:30 o’clock
1000 miles an hour
On a spaceship
Maybe
We can go to space
Now I ain’t never been to Jupiter before but I’ll, I’ll go witchu baby
Got that magnetic love I can’t pull out
Of yo Milky Way
I’m In dis bitch like a implanon
I’m breaded up like a empanda
She say smino I love you
Nada girl de nada
U giving me erykah vibes
Bah I do wanna tell you something
U make December feel summer summer summer

[Outro]
A-n-I-t-a
I n-e-e-d
H-e-r my bae bae

KYLE – Want Me Bad (feat. Cousin Stizz)

[Intro: Cousin Stizz]
These niggas ain’t finna get me, bruh
Ay

[Hook: KYLE]
Yeah, yeah
Want me bad
I know they want me bad
I see them down and out
I know they want me, yeah
My team is on my back
Them demons on my ass
I know they want me bad
I know they want me bad
Yeah, yeah
Want me bad
I know they want me bad
I see them down and out
I know they want me, yeah
My team is on my back
Them demons on my ass
I know they want me bad
I know they want me bad
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: KYLE]
They don’t wanna see me love me no more
They don’t wanna see me off the EBT, they don’t want to see me feed the team no more, no
Look in they eyes, they tell me so many lies
They ain’t got the shine, they ain’t tryna see me with mine
Blinder, you got snakes in the grass nigga find em
Niggas never notice that the enemy they lookin’ for is usually behind them, hind them
Opposition nah I don’t mind em
They just wanna see me in the streets just like them
Feeding me the hate saying try some
They don’t wanna see me do what I’ve done, make it far as I’ve come yeah

[Hook: KYLE]
Yeah
Want me bad
I know they want me bad
I see them down and out
I know they want me, yeah
My team is on my back
Them demons on my ass
I know they want me bad
I know they want me bad
Yeah, yeah
Want me bad
I know they want me bad
I see them down and out
I know they want me, yeah
My team is on my back
Them demons on my ass
I know they want me bad
I know they want me bad
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Cousin Stizz]
Yeah
We ain’t even tryin’ to deal the weed no more
They want my niggas in them handcuffs, they don’t want us in the street no more
I ain’t surprised, I’m on a high, they fall behind
Don’t got the time, they bout to shade you then get up and try
Ain’t say no will, I done spent my whole life round the drug deal
All my old plugs tell me do the rap thing
I can live my whole life like they never will
I got holes in my heart that’ll never fill
Long nights, long days, smoke up project hallways
Little boy, she check a boy, keep working, I know I ain’t perfect
Now I’m looking back like it was worth it

[Hook: KYLE]
Yeah, yeah
Want me bad
I know they want me bad
I see them down and out
I know they want me, yeah
My team is on my back
Them demons on my ass
I know they want me bad
I know they want me bad
Yeah, yeah
Want me bad
I know they want me bad
I see them down and out
I know they want me, yeah
My team is on my back
Them demons on my ass
I know they want me bad
I know they want me bad
Yeah, yeah

CyHi The Prynce – Legend

(Is there something I should know?)
Yeah
(I wish that you would tell me so)
(Don’t keep me in the dark)
CyHi
?

[Verse 1]
Your bitch dig my french on some La di da di shit
She always on her knees like my Abu-Dhabi bitch
Mixture of Capone with my uncle Ton in Masseratti Rick
Jimmy Henchman the only ones who could probably body this
Feel like I did 20k came home stuck in 96′
Never dropped a dime like Tiny Archibald comin’ off the pick
How can y’all forget?
All the albums I done did
I’m an artist with no felonies can’t tell me I’m not legit
I been spittin’ real since real the real and floppy disk
I can see why all the copywriters tryna copy this
My girl sayin’ I’m hardly home
I get paid to rock these poems
Kick this shit of the dome
Like that Ronda Rousey chick
Black Conor Mcgregor, no losses under my records
But if I did and I see you again I’m coming to reck ya
Treadmilling, I been running from karma forever
Legs killing
But I know that the lord is my shepherd
Lamb Peelin’
I just quote songs when I’m under pressure
Best feeling when you know god will come to your rescue ?
Just chilling
I be speaking in parables
Pulled a strap from up under my arm
Like it’s parachute
Tryna steal this pair of shoes
Y’all wanna hear some scary news?
Its 8’o clock my partner just sprayed the block
Now he got the whole neighborhood hot
Thanks a lot

I’m with a heather B and tracy G
Tryna sway the cop, I laid the plot
Told him he was next door at Jason’s spot
Thats a send off nigga
We was bad like Mike Jack with the shinguards nigga
Thoughts go through my brain like a pinball nigga
You got your style off my style you a spin-off nigga
Barry Sanders
Two bells to carry hammers
Talking guns boy I gotta full house of the danny tanner
I was driver for the hitman’s and sammy sammers
Heard a plenty stories about kidnappers and healthy ransoms
Ambulance will pick you up better hope that your family answers
Lost a couple fights to ’em but still I’m fairly handsome
In Atlanta I swear I done fucked like every dancer
Off every word, my mouth red like cherry Fanta
Hail Mary! I’m Makavelli with every stanza
This note is a gift, written sincerely, Santa
The Legend

[Hook]
I’m a legend
I been that nigga in my town since I was seven
I’m a legend
Even when I’m not a stone mounted prism
I’m a legend
Before I started selling pounds of that lettuce
Before I had them 20’s mounted on the Chevy
Today if God decide to send me back to heaven

[Verse 2]
Back when Dolphins had Marino
I had thoughts of palominos
Puttin my broad in Valentinos
I started baggin’ dinos
My partner used to drop his Momma off at Bingo
Now we back to clocking C notes
We want the bread
We even tried to rob the Kinkos
Cause we heard they had a lotta paper
Can’t sleep like I had twenty capuccinos
Hope my past dont come back to haunt me like when Benny capped Pacino
Carlitos way …
Back like ?
Catch a bird to Oakland then we flying back to Rhinos
Some of y’all didn’t catch the lingo
This is real trap shit
Keep the calculator like I’m bout to do a math quiz
Put the mustard on the turkey bag that’s how we wrap shit
Before I did this rap shit, coulda been a draft pick
Rather hit a fast lick, always had a bad bitch
Who left me for a rich n*gga
Cause I never had shit
But once she see how green the grass is
She’ll be running back, after she done had kids
But can you blame her?
You see all the swag bitch?
Look at what my dad did
He raised a motherfucking legend!

[Hook]
I’m a legend
I been that nigga in my town since I was seven
I’m a legend
Even when I’m not a stone mounted prism
I’m a legend
Before I started selling pounds of that lettuce
Before I had them 20’s mounted on that Chevy
Today if God decide to send me back to heaven
I’m motherfucking legend!

Jacquees & Dej Loaf – Deeper

[Verse 1: Jacquees]
Girl i got a question what it’s goona be?
Do you think there’s a chance for you and me?
Heard a lot of people say you into me
I can’t lie i’m drunk just of your chemistry
Pick me up on a bad day
Showing love to the family
Keeping up with your fan page
You know love ain’t no bad thang
I know it’s some girls that’s gonna feel this
But that’s alright imma take my shot
And i bet i won’t miss
That’s somethin i want
Stop where you at don’t do somethin i won’t
Your friends and my niggas they go crazy
Say i got you fucked up, im in love with Ms. Lady
You know i been feeling you lately

[Hook: Jacquees]
You’re about yours, that’s somethin i know
We need time to be alone
Music loud, blowing speakers
Feel our love gettin deeper
And deeper and deeper
Im tryna go deeper
Girl let me go deeper
I wanna go deeper YEAH
She want me to go deeper Yeah
We gonna go deeper Yeah
Don’t care what them people say

[Verse 2: Dej loaf ]
You hit my phone i got your message
Im not tryna curve ya i see your effort
If we take our time this will be special
Why you gotta be so extra and aggressive?
Im fellin you too it’s just too much pressure
Don’t you-Don’t you-Don’t you let up
It’s gonna make sense in a minute
Ain’t been in love in a minute
Imma let the rumors go, let em finish
Sometimes what you’re looking for is right up in your face
Don’t go chasin waterfalls
God put me in your space and imma believer
I should stop runnin, no more teasin
Cause you gave me more than 25 reasons

[Hook: Jacquees & Dej Loaf]
You’re about yours, that’s somethin i know
We need time to be alone
Music loud, blowing speakers
Feel our love gettin deeper
And deeper and deeper
Im tryna go deeper
Girl let me go deeper
I wanna go deeper YEAH
She want me to go deeper Yeah
We gonna go deeper Yeah
Don’t care what them people say

Elbow – Magnificent (She Says) (Little Fictions Album)

[Verse 1]
This is where, this is where the bottle lands
Where all the biggest questions meet
With little feet stood in the sand
This is where the echoes swell to nothing on the tide
And where a tiny pair of hands
Finds a sea-worn piece of glass
And sets it as a sapphire in her mind

[Pre-Chorus]
And there she stands
Throwing both her arms around the world
The world that doesn’t even know
How much it needs this little girl

[Chorus]
It’s all gonna be magnificent, she says
It’s all gonna be magnificent

[Verse 2]
This is where it all began
To light your mother’s cigarette
And I got to touch her hand
And my heart, there defrosting in a gaze
Wasn’t built to beat that way
Suddenly I understand

[Pre-Chorus]
There on the sand
Throwing both her arms around the world
The world that doesn’t even know
How much it needs this little girl

[Chorus]
It’s all gonna be magnificent, she says
It’s all gonna be magnificent
It’s all gonna be magnificent, she says
It’s all gonna be magnificent

[Outro]
The echoes slow, the bottle lands
The echoes slow, and there she stands

Elbow – Gentle Storm (Little Fictions Album)

[Verse 1]
I will fly swift and true straight to you, like an arrow
Just to be where you lie
Meet my quest, do my shambling best to be near you
Where you lie
I’ve found peace in your arms

[Chorus]
Gentle storm
Rage my way
Fall in love with me
Fall in love with me
Fall in love with me
Everyday

[Verse 2]
Counting down, now the clocks reset when I met you
Do we start a new line?
Yours and my spit-shone restless hearts, they were meant to
Beat one time, share one fate
From this day

[Chorus]
Gentle storm
Rage away
And fall in love with me
Fall in love with me
Fall in love with me
Everyday

Elbow – Trust The Sun (Little Fictions Album)

[Chorus]
I just don’t trust the sun to rise
When I can’t see your eyes
You’re my reason for breathing

[Verse 1]
The napkin inks the words away
My numb dismay is deafening
I forget to blink
And I used to love a bar full of flickering stars
Far from home

[Verse 2]
But I’m pressing down an anger in my bones
Though if he came within swinging distance sonny Jim
I would still go for the hold
It’s cold in Chicago

[Chorus]
I just don’t trust the sun to rise
When I can’t see your eyes
You’re my reason for breathing

[Verse 3]
Archipelago go gone
We pushed the boat out far too far this time
Something we dared never dream on TV every day
Eye for an eye for an eye for an eye for an eye for an eye for an eye
Can I register today I refuse to be afraid
There’s a girl a world away who sees love in other people

[Chorus]
I just don’t trust the sun to rise
When I can’t see your eyes
You’re my reason for breathing

I just don’t trust the world to spin
If I can’t pull you in
You’re my reason for breathing