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Lil Uzi Vert – Curve Lyrics

[Intro]
Mix that lean, mix that yellow with that purp
Yeah, smoke my gas and write my verse
Yeah, I swear she get on my nerves
Yeah, got money now you can’t curve
Mix that lean, mix that yellow with that purp
Yeah, smoke my gas and write my verse
Yeah, I swear she get on my nerves
Yeah, got money now you can’t curve
Monsta’s gon’ tear it up

[Hook]
Fuck her by the pool, yeah
She wet like the pool, yeah
Fuck her by the pool, yeah
She wet like the pool, yeah
Fuck her by the pool, yeah
She wet like the pool, yeah
Fuck her by the pool, yeah
She wet like the pool, yeah
Who the fuck are you, yeah
Who the fuck are you? (fuck is-)
Fuck her by the pool, yeah
She wet like the pool, yeah
Who the fuck are you, yeah
Who the fuck are you?
Fuck her by the pool, yeah
She wet like the pool, yeah
Who the fuck are you, yeah
Who the fuck are you?

[Outro]
Mix that lean, mix that yellow with that purp (yeah)
Yeah, smoke my gas and write my verse (yeah)
Yeah, I swear she get on my nerves (yeah)
Yeah, got money now you can’t curve
Mix that lean, mix that yellow with that purp (yeah)
Yeah, smoke my gas and write my verse (yeah)
Yeah, I swear she get on my nerves (yeah)
Yeah, got money now you can’t curve
Mix that lean, mix that yellow with that purp (yeah)
Yeah, smoke my gas and write my verse (yeah)
Yeah, I swear she get on my nerves (yeah)
Yeah, got money now you can’t curve
Mix, mix that lean, mix that yellow with that purp

Kap G – No New Friends Lyrics

[Intro: Quavo & Kap G]
I’mma get money (yeah yeah)
I’mma get money (yeah yeah)
We don’t need new friends (whoo)
Yeah, Kap G
I’mma get money, I’mma get money
Aye
We don’t need new friends

[Verse 1: Quavo]
Ben Frank, that’s my bestie (Benjamin)
Countin’ money, I’m a leftie (leftie)
Feelin’ like I’m Wayne Gretzky (Wayne)
Got ’em dabbin’ at the ESPYs (dab)
Migo gang build legacy (Migo)
Calabasas out in Beverly (woah)
Nigga mad ’cause I’m walkin’ round piped up and you ain’t relevant (pipe it up)
Hundred thou’, I can match that (hundred thou’)
Back in the day, I didn’t have that (aye)
Na, ain’t goin’ back and forth (na)
‘Cause you niggas playin’ Pitty Pat (aye aye)
I bought the coupe, know where the keys at (vroom)
Land in Cali, where the trees at? (cookie)
Real nigga, yeah I bleed that (bleed)
OGs, bitch, seen that (uh)
Don’t run up on me like you know me (hold up)
Really y’all niggas owe me (y’all)
Came in with a new sound (whoo)
And the whole world stole it (they did)
They try to act like they don’t see it (damn)
They tryna act like they don’t hear it (damn)
Motherfuck a fake friend (fuck you)
I’m with my day one to the end (friend)

[Hook: Quavo]
We don’t need new friends (no)
We don’t need new friends (no)
We don’t need new friends (aye)
We don’t need new friends (we don’t need new friends)
We don’t need new friends (no)
We don’t need new friends (nope)
We don’t need new friends (no)
We don’t need new friends (we don’t need new friends)
We don’t need new friends (no)
We don’t need new friends (no)
We don’t need new friends (no)
We don’t need new friends (we don’t need new aye)
We don’t need new friends (uh)
We don’t need new friends (yeah yeah)
We don’t need new friends (no)
We don’t need new friends

[Verse 2: Kap G]
I had to stop stressin’ over these bitches
Got me some money, got me a crib
Saucin’ I drip, you in the VIP
I see how you live, these niggas do it
These niggas ain’t goin’ to the hood no more
[?] these niggas ain’t good no more
Got enough friends, I don’t need no more
I’m a CEO, I don’t need your hoe
Yeah, you know that they hate when you up
Yeah, [?]
Yeah, the police, they don’t give a fuck
Yeah, the police, they don’t give a fuck
Police shootin’ we, that shit weak (yeah yeah)
If you ain’t live the struggle, please don’t speak (yeah yeah)
I gotta watch out for backstabbers
I got your bitch on the Jack Daniels
She gon’ leave you with her airfare
Yeah, she gon’ leave you with her airfare
She want me to buy her the Birkie (yeah)
She want my last name on her jersey (yeah)
Tell me girl, which one you workin’? (tell me)
Tell me girl, which one you workin’?

[Hook: Quavo]
We don’t need new friends (no)
We don’t need new friends (no)
We don’t need new friends (aye)
We don’t need new friends (we don’t need new friends)
We don’t need new friends (no)
We don’t need new friends (nope)
We don’t need new friends (no)
We don’t need new friends (we don’t need new friends)
We don’t need new friends (no)
We don’t need new friends (no)
We don’t need new friends (no)
We don’t need new friends (we don’t need new aye)
We don’t need new friends (uh)
We don’t need new friends (aye)
We don’t need new friends (no)
We don’t need new friends (ooh)

Gucci Mane – Million Dollar Man Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The crowd in a rage, Gucci gettin’ paid
Icey made your girl throw her thong on the stage
Young Gucci Mane hottest nigga in the A
Sellin plenty yae, movin’ 20 bricks a day
Used to have a 86 cut with the T-top
Now I’m in a S-L-5 with a top drop
Too hot to handle, ridin’ down Conloe
Baby it’s a Kodak moment, get your camera
Gucci Mane LaFlare nigga, damn what you say
Girls goin’ crazy ’bout the nigga with the waves
Iced out chain and the fresh Cartiers
Voted best dressed ever since 8th grade
You don’t really know us, Lamb with the doors up
Wrist so froze up, it’ll make you throw up
Mama, I’mma be like Gucci when I grow up
Move big weight so I got money to throw up
Pimp tight nigga dead fresh with a mink coat
Lookin’ for a big booty bitch with a deep throat

[Hook]
I got a 100 dollar haircut
A million dollar smile
I got a trillion dollar brain
Million dollar worth of game
Hoes goin’ crazy ’bout that nigga Gucci Mane
Same set with VVS and ain’t a damn thang change
I got a 100 dollar haircut
A million dollar smile
I gotta trillion dollar brain
Million dollar worth of game
Hoes goin’ crazy ’bout that nigga Gucci Mane
Same set with VVS and ain’t a damn thing change
Uh! Ain’t a damn thing change
Hoes goin’ crazy ’bout that nigga Gucci Mane

[Verse 2]
Got a nine on the seat, shotgun in the trunk
Came to the club, I was already drunk
Laid back young nigga never get crunk
But if you fine might trick a lil’ some
Chain sell VVS you would think I’m UPS
Cause I knock on your door like I got your address
Air fresh everyday nigga that’s me
Trash can hoes can’t smoke my trees
Gucci MPMP pony my family need me to bring groceries
I’m a 6 4 weed mike check night check
I ain’t seen a nigga out flow me yet
A vet in a ‘Vette ridin’ through yo set
With two out of state state bitches and a case of Moet
A blonde or brunette what we gon’ do next
Good sex good day they say I’mma good catch
Gucci mane LaFlare don’t fuck with hoodrats
Hit my blunt twice bitch and pass my blunt back

[Hook]
I got a 100 dollar haircut
A million dollar smile
I got a trillion dollar brain
Million dollar worth of game
Hoes goin’ crazy ’bout that nigga Gucci Mane
Same, set with VVS and ain’t a damn thing change
I got a 100 dollar haircut
A million dollar smile
I gotta trillion dollar brain
Million dollar worth of game
Hoes goin’ crazy bout that nigga Gucci Mane
Same set with VVS and ain’t a damn thing change
Uh! Ain’t a damn thing change
Hoes goin’ crazy ’bout that nigga Gucci Mane

[Verse 3:]
Brick man Gucci Mane nigga I’m the man
Yo baby mama told me that she my biggest fan
Say she got my poster hangin’ on her wall
And she love every word every song that she heard
Absurd I catch hoes like a stool catch a turd
A school catch a nerd like a child strike a nerve
Absurd with these words with these nouns and these verbs
Kinda perved so I swerved my Lebrons on the curb
Still in the hood gettin’ rich on the third
Watchin’ out for 12 cause the people observe
I’mma burn one smoke one wit the world for
All the Gucci fans Gucci broads with your girl

Famous Dex – Two Guns Lyrics

[Intro: Famous Dex]
Nah I’m just playin’, ha
ADVM on the beat
Youknowwhatimsayin?
What?
Lil pump wit me, huh, huh
Smokepurpp wit me, what? huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Run up on me, swear to god I’mma spray

[Hook: Famous Dex]
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday

[Verse 1: Famous Dex]
Dexter, huh wait
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
I get that money everyday
Fuckin’ your bitch and she callin’ me bae
Huh, what, huh yeah, huh
I got lil pump wit me
I got a pump on me
Honey on me, turn you right to a bee
Wait, I get the money they snoozin’, lose
Fuck your lil bitch, she just choose
Run up on me, make the news
I got ’em hunnids, they blue, wait
Look at my jewels I’m cool
Fendi my coat, I designer my shoes
I got the Glock it ain’t cool
I’m sendin’ shots at you fools
Lil boat, watch what you say
I bring the K to your face, wait
Lil homie ain’t straight
Rattin’ too much man, he talk to the jakes
Huh, what, huh yeah
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
Pour me a 6 man, I drink to the face
Dexter

[Hook: Famous Dex]
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday

[Verse 2: smokepurpp]
Wok, wok, wok, wok
I keep that wok on my waist
Two bitches givin’ me face
And I sip wok everyday
They hate on me cause I do what I say
Poppin’ ’em percs, smoke a wood to the face
All of this money go right on your face
I count up, I count up the cake
Two pints on me and two pints in the safe
Sippin’ wockhardt, got my Glock hard
Eattin’ poptarts, in a fast car
I’m sippin’ on wok outta state
The plug is two minutes away
I call him, he bringin’ a pint
I’m sippin’ a pint to the face
And I don’t fuck with the green
I cut up a rip on my jeans
If you real, know we got beans
If you need pills we got beans
What? yeah
Buck 30 shots for my team

[Hook: Famous Dex]
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday

[Verse 3: lil pump]
Oh, lil pump
I pop 4 percs to the face
Oh, lil pump flex everyday
Oh, I keep two Glocks on my waist
Oh, keep that bitch out, I don’t play
Oh, I got these bitches they fuckin’, damn
I fuck that bitch and her cousin, damn
I’m in LA countin’ hunnids, damn
Big body Uber, it’s bussin’, oh
I sold your boy Robitussin
I fuck that bitch like it’s nothin’
I fuck that bitch like it’s nothin’
D Rose, D Rose, D Rose
Lil pump got them kilos
Got Dex in the cut, got purpp on the cut
And bitch we ball like D Rose

[Hook: Famous Dex]
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
Huh, what, huh, yeah, huh
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Two guns, that’s all on my waist
Huh, yeah, huh yeah, huh
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday
I drink that wok everyday

Limp Bizkit – Nobody Loves Me Lyrics

[Intro]
Shut up!

Go away!

[Verse 1]
I’m so sick of them deadlines
I understand why them maniacs are hitting them headlines
And even though I don’t know you
Through my lyrics I’ll show you, the sanity’s over
‘Cause people say I’m bugged out
See while I’m in the field you’re in the dugout
My business – stay the fuck out!
All I know is that the beat goes on and will be the same, till the day I’m gone

[Chorus]
Nobody loves me, nobody cares!
Nobody loves me, nobody owes me a thing!
Nobody loves me, nobody cares!
Nobody loves me, maybe I’ll go eat worms!

[Verse 2]
I’m so sick of the world now
It’s all these people blacking my identity
Now when the other me is running out my mouth [incomprehensible]
We’ll settle up when you step into the South, my friend
You’re the big one, you’re the good one
I’m the bad one, that’s so sad son
‘Cause I’m running nowhere, you see this black sheep everywhere
You need to drop that guard, man it ain’t that hard

[Chorus]
Nobody loves me, nobody cares!
Nobody loves me, nobody owes me a thing!
Nobody loves me, nobody cares!
Nobody loves me, maybe I’ll go eat worms!

[Bridge]
Now what’s the matter with this?
Someone’s sure to find me
No exceptions for this
So many times I fall through
No one has ever warned me
Life seems so meaningless when arrow gets into your inner strength
I’m such a piece of shit
So perfect!
Oh, you’re so perfect!
Oh, you’re so much better than me
So much better than me!
You suck!

[Chorus]
Nobody loves me, nobody cares
Nobody loves me, maybe I’ll go eat worms

Russ – The Journey Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, ooh
The hotel room, always workin’
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Out in California countin’ up my blessings
Only 24 with a multi million dollar pension
Off my catalogue
That’s ’cause I’m a don like Cheadle
‘Cause I’m on
And I got more songs than the Beatles, woah
That’s a stretch?
Yeah, I guess
But you get the jist
Laughin’ at the skeptics ’cause
I always knew I’d get this rich
Family knew and Bugus knew
That’s probably about it
Quicker you come in the game
The quicker you go out it
Y’all ain’t really ’bout shit
Y’all ain’t got no substance
Yea I heard your little viral song
Some fun, dumb shit
Some one month shit
You’re a seasonal rapper
You a bitch the world fucks
‘Cause we leavin you after
Don’t hit my phone with some stupid shit
That’s not why I gave you my new number, you stupid bitch
Delete and block you
I don’t have to, but I want to
I’m just trimming the fat
Haters drowning in doubt
Meanwhile I’m swimming in cash
I was never cool with y’all, don’t try to link up now
Cuz my train left the station, but it’s a brink’s truck now
I switch up styles
Like I was dating Badu
It’s common to hate on the truth
I’m carving my name on the roof of
Hip Hop then breakin on through
To the otherside like Jim Morrison
Guzzlin’ gin wondering if I drink more than him
Scary thought
I got the juice like Barry Bonds
I ain’t tryna blend in like white kids with sperrys on
You’re faker than these rappers who keep tryna claim indie
Major connections millions behind you
You’re not indie
Get offended, then I got you by Hip-Hops’ collar
‘Cause Bugus told me that only a hit-dog hollers
Top dollars what they pay me for the flows now-a-days
Free weed, free women, free clothes now-a-days
All we got is time, so my time is my investor
I’m single, so I save money and live better
I need my plaques advanced
Tell the RIAA
Underrated and overlooked
Yes but never underpaid
Blew up off the web like Peter Parker
Went from flying 32F
To private jets getting chartered
This is my departure
Use to think it was delayed
‘Till I let go of the wheel and let my faith fly my plane
That’s when I started taking off
Millions in my bank account
Manifested everything
Became what I would think about
20,000 dollars for the show is what I’m making now
And that’s just the guarantee
Before the merch and meet and greets
And that’s only accurate as of today
I’m St. Louis with my hoes fly ’em back to LA
That’s when I’m there ’cause really lately I’ve been all over
Studios my gym I lift my family up I’m all shoulders
I fall forward I don’t ever fail
I went from past due bills
To 50 bands I’m getting better mail
Every sale I make I keep 100%
I put in overtime cuz momma owes 100 in debt
That’s low ballin’
No calling my phone I’m in Greece
Self pressures at my neck
Aegean Sea at my feet
Took my mom around the world
My bucket list is ever changing
Women wet on arrival fuckin’ chicks is better famous
I’m poppin from the Southside to the Sudan
This time last year mom applied for a food stamps yeah
And now it’s Michelin star restaurants in every country new guala
The only one in the whole place below 40 with two commas
I Love the way I did it
Can’t nobody tell me shit
‘Cause ain’t nobody make me hot
And ain’t nobody make me rich
Hope that cash that your flashings been provisioned for your taxes
‘Cause the IRS is watching
Flossing could be problematic
You should chill, act like you’ve seen some money before
I can’t date a chick that’s never left the country before
So take your bra off, put your hair up
Put my hoodie on
Eyes are windows to the soul
Yours say “put me on”
I got you baby every morning like I’m mark McGrath
And your body and my hands is my next collab
I’m texting back but not enough because my life is popping
You hop from dude to dude and club to club
I’m island hoppin’
Reminiscin’ back before I had one track
Back when I would put a half a gram in blunt wraps
When me and Bugus got so high before our graduation
I think I got too high, I don’t remember graduatin’
Laughing thinking fuck diplomas I got plaques now
Use to celebrate 1,000 plays looking back now
I realize that the journey is everything
There ain’t no destination man the journey is everything
Looking back I realize the journey is everything
Ain’t no destination man the journey is everything

Juicy J – Ain’t Nothing Lyrics

[Intro: Juicy J]
Yeah, uh huh
Nigga I got the black car from the Spike Lee film

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
This that higher level stunting, make it rain a lot of hundreds
Gave that chick 30k to go get rid of her stomach
I’m a triple OG nigga 20 years and running
All my niggas down to ride like crash test dummies
And J don’t stand in line, I ain’t never never had to wait
I’m the realest in this game, I ain’t never had to fake
Forgiatos on the classic like that bitch got on some skates
Having dinner with Obama smelling like a pound of hay
I might blow a pound a day, smoking KK like a hippie
In the 60’s with this chick, tryna give my dick a hickey
Had to get it out the mud, no wonder why I’m filthy rich
And I’m running through this money like it don’t mean nothing to me, I might

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Buy the highest bottle like it ain’t nothing
Bitch I’ll buy 20 bottles for the club like it ain’t nothing
Drop a hundred thou’ like it ain’t nothing
Bitch I’ll go and buy a brand new car like it ain’t nothing
Buy a new crib like it ain’t nothing
Bitch I’ll go and buy a ton of bad bitches like it ain’t nothing
Pull a hundred thou’, I mean ain’t nothing
When you getting money, and smashing , she just say nothing

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
Pull up in the lowrider two hoes behind us
Police say that they can smell it but I make sure they don’t find it
Hit the corner, slide the ash, Young Khalifa bout his cash
Bout to build another whip and I ain’t even got to brag
Three women got that bitch leanin’
Young Khalifa got the women screamin’
Done deal, done deal when I pull up
It’s a done deal, lift the trunk, still rolling up
And I got one in the front, two in the back
Do what I want, a nigga be like
King of my city [?] running through traffic
This ’61 I’m building ’bout to be a classic
I’m repping Taylor Gang – they asking; paper or plastic?

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Buy the highest bottle like it ain’t nothing
Bitch I’ll buy 20 bottles for the club like it ain’t nothing
Drop a hundred thou’ like it ain’t nothing
Bitch I’ll go and buy a brand new car like it ain’t nothing
Buy a new crib like it ain’t nothing
Bitch I’ll go and buy a ton of bad bitches like it ain’t nothing
Pull a hundred thou’, I mean ain’t nothing
When you getting money [?]

[Verse 3: Juicy J]
(Yeah , Ey Mike-Will, I got [??] , check this out)
Getting paid like ghost do
In the street, in the club too
Designer everything, Ric Flair
I can buy the rap game, brick fair
Buy the bar, smoke that caviar, I’m in the finest car
Push to start, I glow in the dark, I run up the charts
Redbone, vanilla, freaky broad, she gon’ keep me hard
Black car, better play it smart, nigga we in charge
Get paid, young nigga get paid
And I run the game like a fucking arcade
If we talking money then I got a raise
Drink so strong, they think i got it laced

[Hook: Ty Dolla $ign]
Buy the highest bottle like it ain’t nothing
Bitch I’ll buy 20 bottles for the club like it ain’t nothing
Drop a hundred thou’ like it ain’t nothing
Bitch I’ll go and buy a brand new car like it ain’t nothing
Buy a new crib like it ain’t nothing
Bitch I’ll go and buy a ton of bad bitches like it ain’t nothing
Pull a hundred thou’, I mean ain’t nothing
When you getting money [?]

Passenger – If You Go

[Verse 1]
While we’re walking free
We slip like we’re stones on the sea
We sing like we’re birds in the tree
That grows outside your window
While we’re new and young
We shine like a morning sun
And that’s how the seasons have come and go
Which way the wind blows

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Cause every time you go I’ll see
Just how my world comes crashing round me
And if you always stay
I don’t think I’d ask for nothing more

[Chorus]
But if you go, I’ll go
Oh if you go, I’ll go
Oh if you go, I’ll go
As long as you want me to stay

[Verse 2]
While our love is green
Forget the troubles we’ve seen
Forget the people we’ve been before
And all of it, mistakes and heartbreaks
Oh my love, while stars they shine
Oh while your heart is mine
Yeah, while this musical ride
Let us dance out of time, let us put out the stars
Let us tug on the lines, let us smile ’til we laugh
Let us laugh ’til we cry, let us fall in a heap
On the diamond skies

[Pre-Chorus]
Cause every time you go I’ll see
Just how my world comes crashing round me
And if you always stay
I don’t think I’d ask for nothing more

[Chorus]
But if you go, I’ll go
Oh if you go, I’ll go
Oh if you go, I’ll go
As long as you want me to stay

[Bridge]
But I’ll stay until the sun falls out of the sky
I’ll stay, I’ll stay ’til all of the rivers run dry
Hey now

[Chorus]
Oh if you go, I’ll go
Oh if you go, I’ll go
Oh if you go, I’ll go
As long as you want me to stay

[Outro]
Oh love, as you long as you want me to stay
Oh love, as you long as you want me to stay
Oh love, as you long as you want me to stay
Oh love, as you long as you want me to stay

Chance the Rapper – Same Drugs

[Chorus 1]
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

[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus 2]
‘Cause 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
She don’t laugh the same way no more
We don’t do the, we don’t do the same drugs, do the same drugs no more

[Verse 2]
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?

[Chorus 3: Chance The Rapper + (Eryn Allen Kane)]
We don’t (we don’t) do the same drugs no more (do the same drugs no more)
We don’t do the, we don’t do the same drugs, do the same drugs no more
We don’t (we don’t) do the same drugs no more (do the same drugs no more)
We don’t do the, we don’t do the same drugs, do the same drugs no more
We don’t do the, we don’t do the same drugs

[Outro: Chance The Rapper + (Eryn Allen Kane)]
(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 drugs, do the same drugs 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
Dandelion

AlunaGeorge – Not Above Love

I don’t usually go all in, babe
But you’re a hum that I had to play
And you took me all the way
Make me lose more than I could win, babe
And I really need to let you know

I’m not above love, I just ran out of it
I’m not above love, so it’s not like I don’t care
And I know you’re thinking the worst of me
But I hope one day you’ll see
I’m not above love, I just ran out of it

You keep robbing my heart like a bank
And I only got myself to blame
You keep robbing my heart like a bank
No thank you, no thank you

I’m not gonna call you in
‘Cause you’re taking everything
You keep robbing my heart like a bank
No thank you, no thank you

I don’t usually overdose
But you’re a drug that I had to take
Another fix, I couldn’t wait
Now the edge is far too close
So I really need to let you know

You keep robbing my heart like a bank
And I only got myself to blame
You keep robbing my heart like a bank
No thank you, no thank you
I’m not gonna call you in
‘Cause you’re taking everything
You keep robbing my heart like a bank
No thank you

You took me to a place so far from here
You took me to another atmosphere
But I got so high, I couldn’t breathe
And I’ve been holding, holding, holding, holding, holding, holding

I’m not above love, I just ran out of it
I’m not above love, so it’s not like I don’t care
And I know you’re thinking the worst of me
But I hope one day you’ll see
I’m not above love, I just ran out of it

You keep robbing my heart like a bank
And I only got myself to blame
You keep robbing my heart like a bank
No thank you, no thank you

I’m not gonna call you in
‘Cause you’re taking everything
You keep robbing my heart like a bank
No thank you, no thank you

Juicy J – Ain’t Nothing (feat. Wiz Khalifa & Ty Dolla $ign)

Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked

That’s my fam, I’ll hold ’em down forever
Us against the world, we can battle whoever
Together ain’t no way gonna fail
You know I got your back, just like a turtle shell
Nobody do it better
All my brothers tryna get some cheddar
We all want our cut like the shredder
Me and my bros come together for the dough
Bought the orange Lamborghini, call it Michelangelo
With the nun chucks doors and I’m pullin’ up slow
When we fall up in the party, they know anything goes
Check my rolex they say I’m the man of the hour
All this green in my pockets, you can call it turtle power

(All for one when we fight together)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
(All for one when we ride together)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
(All for one when we fight together)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
(This family can bear any weather)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked

Uh ain’t nothing that could come in between me and my brothers
We all around if it’s going down
It’s just us, all for one, yeah you hear ’em right
Our business done, we disappear into the night
Came up together, so we all down for the fight
Ain’t nothing wrong with that
Family, ain’t nothing strong as that
And I’ll be posted up where the strong is at
Brothers by my side, city on my back, real heroes
That’s what the people want
They ain’t born, gotta create ’em
Sayin’ we gone as soon as we save ’em
That’s part of the plan
By my side I’mma keep my brothers
Live or die man we need each other, uh

(All for one when we fight together)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
(All for one when we ride together)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
(All for one when we fight together)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
(This family can bear any weather)
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked

4 Hittas, 4winners
Tryna tell ’em you don’t wanna go to war wid us
We be them, we be them (young riders)
Raised in the gutters, really started (from the bottom)
Hey, we all we ever had
We all we ever needed and we undefeated
We be goin’ hard, and make it look easy
Gimme the whole pie, real cheesy
I told ya girl no! But you won’t believe me
She takin’ pics for me, told her smile fo’ me
Pass her off, I’m a real team playa
Bandanna on my face like a gangsta

Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked
Knock, knock, you about to get shell shocked

Twenty One Pilots – Heavydirtysoul

[Verse 1]
There’s an infestation in my mind’s imagination
I hope they choke on smoke cause I’m smoking them out the basement
This is not rap, this is not hip-hop
Just another attempt to make the voices stop
Rapping to prove nothing, just writing to say something
Cause I wasn’t the only one who wasn’t rushing to saying nothing
This doesn’t mean I lost my dream
It’s just right now I got a really crazy mind to clean

[Pre-Chorus]
Gangsters don’t cry
Therefore, therefore I’m Mr. Misty-eyed, therefore I’m

[Chorus]
Can you save
Can you save my
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
Can you save
Can you save my
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
For me, for me, oh
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
For me, for me, oh
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?

[Verse 2]
Nah, I didn’t understand a thing you said
If I didn’t know better, I’d guess you’re all already dead
Mindless zombies walking around with a limp and a hunch
Saying stuff like, “you only live once"
You got one time to figure it out
One time to twist and one time to shout
One time to think and I say we start now
Sing it with me if you know what I’m talking about

[Pre-Chorus]
Gangsters don’t cry
Therefore, therefore I’m Mr. Misty-eyed, therefore I’m

[Chorus]
Can you save
Can you save my
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
Can you save
Can you save my
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
For me, for me, oh
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
For me, for me, oh
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?

[Bridge]
Death inspires me like a dog inspires a rabbit
Death inspires me like a dog inspires a rabbit

[Chorus]
Can you save
Can you save my
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
Can you save
Can you save my
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
For me, for me, oh
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
For me, for me, oh
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?

[Outro]
Can you save
Can you save my, save my
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?
Can you save
Can you save save my, save my
Can you save my heavydirtysoul?

Tenth Avenue North – I Have This Hope

As I walk this great unknown
Questions come and questions go
Was there purpose for the pain?
Did I cry these tears in vain?
I don’t want to live in fear
I want to trust that You are near
Trust Your grace can be seen
In both triumph and tragedy
I have this hope
In the depth of my soul
In the flood or the fire
You’re with me and You won’t let go
But sometimes my faith feels thin
Like the night will never end
Will You catch every tear
Or will You just leave me here?
But I have this hope
In the depth of my soul
In the flood or the fire
You’re with me and You won’t let go
So, whatever happens I will not be afraid
Cause You are closer than this breath that I take
You calm the storm when I hear You call my name
I still believe that one day I’ll see Your face
And I have this hope
In the depth of my soul
In the flood or the fire
You’re with me
I have this hope
In the depth of my soul
In the flood or the fire
You’re with me and You won’t let go
In the flood or the fire
You’re with me and You won’t let go

Rag’n’Bone Man – Odetta

[Verse 1]
You were always tryna fill the void of my brother
Habits so old, tryna find that something new
Never stand in the arms of a lover
Seeking darkness wherever lightning shine through

[Pre-Chorus]
Alone came a morning of another
Blind sided by your sweet surprise

[Chorus]
Odetta, don’t you know
That you saved this young man’s soul?
He go watch you getting wise
And you go watch him growing old

[Verse 2]
You’re always searching for destruction
Now you bare the scars of a path in which you chose
It takes a brave and a stronger kind of woman
To follow where such a broken man can go

[Pre-Chorus]
Alone came a morning of another
Blind sided by your sweet surprise

[Chorus]
Odetta, don’t you know
That you saved this young man’s soul?
He go watch you getting wise
And you go watch him growing old

[Bridge]
You got to hold him close
Odetta, don’t you ever let him go
Might be a long wild road
Although we may need you there
We need you now more than ever

[Chorus]
Odetta, don’t you know
That you saved this young man’s soul?
He go watch you getting wise
And you go watch him growing old
Odetta

R3hab – Trouble (feat. Vérité) (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1]
I know you love her, love her
But deep down under the covers, covers
Does she know that I am the other, other
Does she?

[Pre-Chorus]
Well it’s not like I planned this, planned this
But you were so fucking romantic, romantic
Why you always acting so frantic, frantic
Listen to me
Just love me, love me, love me, love me when the lights go down
And hold me, hold me, hold me till it’s dawn
And maybe you can make me forgive myself
And leave me, leave me, leave me when it’s done

[Chorus]
‘Cause you’ve been nothing but trouble
I know what you’re up to
Trying to get into my head
‘Cause you’ve been nothing but trouble
I know what you’re up to
Play it over and over again

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2]
No I won’t blow your cover, cover
I know it’s not your fault that you love her, love her
And I’m betting that you will discover
I’m not someone you can try to keep

[Pre-Chorus]
Well it’s not like I planned this, planned this
But you were so fucking romantic, romantic
Why you always acting so frantic, frantic
Listen to me
Just love me, love me, love me, love me when the lights go down
And hold me, hold me, hold me till it’s dawn
And maybe you can make me forgive myself
And leave me, leave me, leave me when it’s done

[Chorus]
‘Cause you’ve been nothing but trouble
I know what you’re up to
Trying to get into my head
‘Cause you’ve been nothing but trouble
I know what you’re up to
Play it over and over again

[Instrumental Break]

NxWorries – Lyk Dis (On A Rooftop) (Live)

[Intro: Anderson .Paak]
Yeah
Oh, yeah yeah yeah yeah

[Verse 1: Anderson .Paak]
Don’t want your heart, don’t want your love
I want the head, I want the tongue
Who put the pussy in the coffin?
Then make it rise to god above
You would be down on all occasions
I fuck the sense up out your bank
Don’t call me common, call me Crazy
No need to thank me, yours for the taking

[Bridge: Anderson .Paak]
And yeah, would you know, would you know it
Good love in the morning?
Only one way to show it
Turn around, let me go in

[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
Let your hair down (Just like this)
Poke your back out (Just like this)
Talk dirty to me (Just like this)
Everything you do, oh when you do it (Just like this)
Say my name love (Just like this)
Now pick your legs up (Just like this)
Everything you do, oh when you do it

[Verse 2: Anderson .Paak]
And I’m the favourite
Keep on your heels, take off your leggings
Who turned you on, and crawling, begging?
Who told your mum you’d have my babies?
I won’t be long, I won’t be brief
You at your peak is all I need
Something to hold you for the long run
Come get this awesome, won’t you take it off for me

[Bridge: Anderson .Paak]
And yeah, would you know, would you know it
Good love in the morning?
Only one way to show it
Turn around, let me go in

[Outro: Anderson .Paak]
Say…
Eye contact (Just like this)
Bring your arms back (Just like this)
Take the whole thing (Just like this)
Everything you do, oh when you do it (Just like this)
Say my name love (Just like this)
Now pick your legs up (Just like this)
Everything you do, oh when you do it

Yeah
Oh yeah yeah, everything you do, oh when you do it
(Yeah yeah) Hey!
(Good love)
(Wrong way) Say
(Turn around) Hey!

Mym & Almighty – Adderall

(Drop it!)
(Drop it!)
(Drop it!
Me meto a la disco bajo el efecto de Adderall,
Loco literal mi hermano mira mi historial (Drop it!)
Mis putas son finas como el agua de un mineral,
Adderall, si no tienes tetas y culo te mando a operar. (Drop it!)

(Coro)
Adderall, me meto a la disco bajo el efecto de Adderall,
Adderall, loco literal mi hermano mira mi historial,
Pastillas de tos’ colores dime cuál quieres probar ?
Adderall me llevo a tu puta con un Adderall. (Drop it!)

Como jodedor a la joda con estas pastillas soy como un gradado sin toga
Adderall ni la convencí de darme sexo oral,
Se arrodilló y no fue pa’ orar
Con su roto jugué billar (Drop it!)
Le dije que la iba a llevar
Mi herma no suelte’ a tu puta póngale un collar
Que ya me quiere degollar
Paselo en mi zona y si cruza lo voa’ atropellar (Drop it!)
Unión pa’ que vivan sin droga , entréguenmela toda
Que soy un adicto flow gordito con la soda!
Como pastor a la boda , como fashionista a la moda
Como jodedor a la joda con estas pastillas soy como un gradado sin toga

Y si se te nota
Que tienes los ojos chinos con la nota
Es que ya la bota estuvo en la pelota
Es que es una shorty pero con nalgota
Mezcla adderalles con pasto y se bota!

(Coro)
Adderall, me meto a la disco bajo el efecto de Adderall,
Adderall, loco literal mi hermano mira mi historial,
Pastillas de tos’ colores dime cuál quieres probar ?
Adderall me llevo a tu puta con un Adderall. (Drop it!)

Bájala con agua que te ahogas,
Me pillan y salgo en 15
Si tengo par de abogados que me abogan
Los saco y el sticker de mi eslogan
Soy leyenda a lo Hulk Hogan
Abran punto y se les quiebran como logan

Adderall ni la convencí de darme sexo oral,
Se arrodilló y no fue pa’ orar
Con su roto jugué billar
Le dije que la iba a llevar
Mi herma no suelte’ a tu puta póngale un collar
Que ya me quiere degollar
Paselo en mi zona y si cruza lo voa’ atropellar

Así me transformo en Almighty
Los culos van al airy
Ven bajo a la disco a la bola con gui’ de Kaylie
Soy el poingar
Soy como un virus me dicen la monga
A tu puta le doy del rosado y ya quiere ya quiere que yo se lo ponga! (Drop
It!)

Me meto a la disco bajo el efecto de Adderall,
Loco literal mi hermano mira mi historial,
Mis putas son finas como el agua de un mineral,
Adderall, si no tienes tetas y culo te mando a operar.

(Coro)
Adderall, me meto a la disco bajo el efecto de Adderall,
Adderall, loco literal mi hermano mira mi historial,
Pastillas de tos’ colores dime cuál quieres probar ?
Adderall me llevo a tu puta con un Adderall. (Drop it!)

Como un jodedor a la joda con estas pastillas soy como un gradado sin toga
Como un jodedor a la joda con estas pastillas soy como un gradado sin toga
Como un jodedor a la joda con estas pastillas soy como un gradado sin toga

mansionz – Rich White Girls

[Hook: Blackbear]
Rich white girls
All I’m doing is wasting my time chasing rich white girls
All they do is bitch and they whine
So tell me what could I give you that your daddy can’t give you
Baby what could I give, to a rich white girl
They only love me when I pay’em no mind

[Verse 1: Mike Posner]
Your purses, your girlfriend’s, your love of hurting me
My new car, my new house, my insecurities
You kiss me as if it’s a favor done for me, ohh
And dating a man like me is just a change in scenery
‘Cause you never learned what it’s like to treat someone decently

[Hook: Blackbear]
You’re just a rich white girl
And all I’m doing is wasting my time chasing rich white girls
All they do is bitch and they whine
So tell me what could I give you that your daddy can’t give you
Baby what could I give, to a rich white girl
They only love me when I pay’em no mind

[Verse 2: Mike Posner and Blackbear]
I thought that the last tour would help me fill the hole
And then came the income, outcome I’m still alone
So now I’m just tryna distract my self with you, ohh
And you were born inside a castle next to the sea
So how you gonna wake up in a hotel room next to me

[Hook: Blackbear]
Rich white girls
All I’m doing is wasting my time chasing rich white girls
All they do is bitch and they whine
So tell me what could I give you that your daddy can’t give you
Baby what could I give
Tell me what could I give you that your daddy can’t give you
Baby what could I give, to a rich white girl
And all I’m doing is wasting my time chasing rich white girls
All they do is bitch and they whine
So tell me what could I give you that your daddy can’t give you
Baby what could I give
So tell me what could I give you that your daddy can’t give you
Baby what could I give, to a rich white girl
They only love me when I pay’em no mind

[Outro: Snooze God]
You just some rich white boys
And all these girls is wasting they time
And Bear got like 30 in line (yup)
Mike got a couple in line (uh huh)
You know what I mean
(Blackbear and Mike Posner): What about you Snooze?
Shit, I’m just tryna sell these VIPs and hit the strip club man, you know me

Kevin Garrett – Pulling Me Under

I’ve been thinking about lately
That’s the hardest part
There are things only you can make me feel
Be wrapped up in my arms

I still wonder if we’re ever gonna work around
Your touch will [?], your touch
And you still think I don’t [?], I want it
Your love, your love

Yeah
Oh nanananana, oh nanananana
Don’t look now
But she’s moving too fast, about to [?]
Oh nanananana, oh nanananana
Only words
‘Cause if she’s on the rhyme, I’d never keep her

You get me spinning round, round, round
You don’t have to make your sound, sound, sound
And it’s hard enough keeping my head above the ground
Because your touch, your touch, your touch

Is pulling me under
Pulling me under

I’ve been thinking about the same things
[?] effort in your heart
There’s not many you can break me
But you really left the scars, scars

Oh nanananana, oh nanananana
Don’t look now
‘Cause she’s moving too fast, about to [?]
Oh nanananana, oh nanananana
Only words
‘Cause if she’s on the rhyme, I’d never keep her

You get me spinning round, round, round
You don’t have to make your sound, sound, sound
And it’s hard enough keeping my head above the ground
Because your touch, your touch, your touch

Is pulling me under
Pulling me under

Oh nanananana, oh nanananana
Settle down
‘Cause you’re moving too fast, she’s about to [?]
Oh nanananana, oh nanananana
Only words
‘Cause your name’s on the rhyme, you’d never keep her

You get me spinning round, round, round
You don’t have to make your sound, sound, sound
And it’s hard enough keeping my head above the ground
Because your touch, your touch, your touch

Is pulling me under
Pulling me under
Yeah, pulling me under
Pulling me under

Dan + Shay – When I Pray For You

[Verse 1]
I talk to God about you
And I ain’t even met you yet
Everybody’s waitin’ on you here
I can’t wait to feel your heart beat
When I lay you on my chest
I’m already holding back my tears
I wanna be the dad that my dad was
I hope that I don’t mess this whole thing up

[Chorus]
I pray you love like your momma
And you forgive just like she does
And when this life knocks you down
I hope you get down on your knees
Cause that’s what I do, that’s what I do
When I pray for you
Oh, and I pray for you

[Verse 2]
I know you’re gonna grow up some day
But don’t forget to take your time
And take the time to call back home
It ain’t always gonna be easy
It ain’t always gonna be fair
I know you ain’t always gonna need me
But I promise that I’ll always be there

[Chorus]
I pray you love like your momma
And you forgive just like she does
And when this life knocks you down
I hope you get down on your knees
Cause that’s what I do, that’s what I do
When I pray for you
Oh, and I pray for you

[Bridge]
I talk to God about you
When everything around me breaks
I look up and hear him say

[Chorus]
Love like your momma
And forgive just like she does
And when this life knocks you down
I hope you get down on your knees
Cause that’s what I do, thats what I do
When I pray for you
When I pray for you
When I pray for you

Russ – The Journey

[Intro]
Yeah, ooh
The hotel room, always workin’
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Out in California countin’ up my blessings
Only 24 with a multi million dollar pension
Off my catalogue
That’s ’cause I’m a don like Cheadle
‘Cause I’m on
And I got more songs than the Beatles, woah
That’s a stretch?
Yeah, I guess
But you get the jist
Laughin’ at the skeptics ’cause
I always knew I’d get this rich
Family knew and Bugus knew
That’s probably about it
Quicker you come in the game
The quicker you go out it
Y’all ain’t really ’bout shit
Y’all ain’t got no substance
Yea I heard your little viral song
Some fun, dumb shit
Some one month shit
You’re a seasonal rapper
You a bitch the world fucks
‘Cause we leavin you after
Don’t hit my phone with some stupid shit
That’s not why I gave you my new number, you stupid bitch
Delete and block you
I don’t have to, but I want to
I’m just trimming the fat
Haters drowning in doubt
Meanwhile I’m swimming in cash
I was never cool with y’all, don’t try to link up now
Cuz my train left the station, but it’s a brink’s truck now
I switch up styles
Like I was dating Badu
It’s common to hate on the truth
I’m carving my name on the roof of
Hip Hop then breakin on through
To the otherside like Jim Morrison
Guzzlin’ gin wondering if I drink more than him
Scary thought
I got the juice like Barry Bonds
I ain’t tryna blend in like white kids with sperrys on
You’re faker than these rappers who keep tryna claim indie
Major connections millions behind you
You’re not indie
Get offended, then I got you by Hip-Hops’ collar
‘Cause Bugus told me that only a hit-dog hollers
Top dollars what they pay me for the flows now-a-days
Free weed, free women, free clothes now-a-days
All we got is time, so my time is my investor
I’m single, so I save money and live better
I need my plaques advanced
Tell the RIAA
Underrated and overlooked
Yes but never underpaid
Blew up off the web like Peter Parker
Went from flying 32F
To private jets getting chartered
This is my departure
Use to think it was delayed
‘Till I let go of the wheel and let my faith fly my plane
That’s when I started taking off
Millions in my bank account
Manifested everything
Became what I would think about
20,000 dollars for the show is what I’m making now
And that’s just the guarantee
Before the merch and meet and greets
And that’s only accurate as of today
I’m St. Louis with my hoes fly ’em back to LA
That’s when I’m there ’cause really lately I’ve been all over
Studios my gym I lift my family up I’m all shoulders
I fall forward I don’t ever fail
I went from past due bills
To 50 bands I’m getting better mail
Every sale I make I keep 100%
I put in overtime cuz momma owes 100 in debt
That’s low ballin’
No calling my phone I’m in Greece
Self pressures at my neck
Aegean Sea at my feet
Took my mom around the world
My bucket list is ever changing
Women wet on arrival fuckin’ chicks is better famous
I’m poppin from the Southside to the Sudan
This time last year mom applied for a food stamps yeah
And now it’s Michelin star restaurants in every country new guala
The only one in the whole place below 40 with two commas
I Love the way I did it
Can’t nobody tell me shit
‘Cause ain’t nobody make me hot
And ain’t nobody make me rich
Hope that cash that your flashings been provisioned for your taxes
‘Cause the IRS is watching
Flossing could be problematic
You should chill, act like you’ve seen some money before
I can’t date a chick that’s never left the country before
So take your bra off, put your hair up
Put my hoodie on
Eyes are windows to the soul
Yours say "put me on"
I got you baby every morning like I’m mark McGrath
And your body and my hands is my next collab
I’m texting back but not enough because my life is popping
You hop from dude to dude and club to club
I’m island hoppin’
Reminiscin’ back before I had one track
Back when I would put a half a gram in blunt wraps
When me and Bugus got so high before our graduation
I think I got too high, I don’t remember graduatin’
Laughing thinking fuck diplomas I got plaques now
Use to celebrate 1,000 plays looking back now
I realize that the journey is everything
There ain’t no destination man the journey is everything
Looking back I realize the journey is everything
Ain’t no destination man the journey is everything

H.E.R. – Your Way

[Intro]
(Baby I wanna come see you
Said I really wanna come see you
Don’t you worry ’bout a thing
Just wanting to hold you
Baby I wanna come see you
Said I really wanna come see you
Don’t you worry ’bout a thing
Just wanting to hold you)

[Verse 1]
Boy, you’ve been lurking in my mind
And you know it wasn’t long before
I had a feeling this would rise

[Bridge]
Speeding down the 101
It’s about twelve I wanna
Hear your voice, spend some one on one time with you
Now I ain’t even gotta front
I can never get enough
We can do whatever you want to do

[Hook]
You can have it your way
Your way, your way, your way, your way
So I’m coming your way, your way
So you can have it your, have it your, have it your way

[Verse 2]
Babe, there ain’t nothing left to say
Can’t wait until we’re standing face to face
I’ll make sure there’s no delay
You got me

[Bridge]
Speeding down the 101
It’s about twelve I wanna
Hear your voice, spend some one on one time with you
Now I ain’t even gotta front
I can never get enough
We can do whatever you want to do

[Hook]
You can have it your way
Your way, your way, your way, your way
So I’m coming your way, your way
So you can have it your, have it your, have it your way

[Outro]
Maybe I’m going too far
I should just stay in the car
Maybe I’m losing my mind
I’m running all of the lights
Wondering what we are
We are, we are, we are

D Savage 3900 – I Know II

[Intro]
Uh, ay, what, what what
All these bitches they be blowing up my phone
R.I.P. JACK
I know

[Hook]
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know
I know, I know, I know
I know, ah
I know, I know, I know, I know
All these bitches they be blowing up my phone
I know, I know yeah
Aye, double cup the styrofoam
I know, I know
Do your dance on that bitch, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know

[Verse]
I know, rockin’ fancy clothes
Fucked your ex bitch, I got some shit you wanna know
Catch me crusin’ through the 9, posted at the corner store
I just got some drop, go cop me a faygo
Got groupie hoes on my dick and they do what I say so
Went to the bank, then dipped to the crib so I can change clothes
She see my ice, then she know that I’ma boss
She wanna fuck me, cuff me, but I ain’t with that shit
Cuban Jesus Piece around my neck
It look like dirty piss
I’m at the trap house making plays
I drop a stack and make it flip
The same niggas that’s hatin’ on me girlfriend ride all on my dick
You say you hate me, but you stalk my page you fucking hypocrite

[Hook]
I know, I know
I know, I know
All these bitches they be blowing up my phone
I know, I know yeah
Aye, double cup the styrofoam
I know, I know
Do your dance on that bitch, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know

Young Dolph – Gelato (Gelato Album)

[Hook]
I got gelato in the air
I got money everywhere
This bitch blowing up my cell’
Broke her heart and I don’t care
I got pretty bitches walking ‘round in their underwear
Bells of kush that’s all I sell
I fuck bitches by the pearl
They say he ain’t playing fair
That boy that be fresh as hell
All this fucking ice all on me that bitch couldn’t do none’ but stare
I got gelato in the air
I got pistols everywhere
They say God don’t like hate
I might send that boy to hell

[Verse 1]
Smoking on some shit that you can’t get inside my ‘rari
With a Barbie, yeah he young, and he rich and retarded
Sitting at the house and that just turned into a party
Got some bitches and some molly want a beef and I don’t squash it
Old rapper from the other side of town was hating so I fucked his baby mama now he sick, ya dig
In the club standing on top of shit and smoking gelato
Pouring up activis giving bitches gold bottles
Got a lot of scales, a lot of work
Lot of chains on, no shirt
I’ve been counting too much paper it got my hands hurt
I’m in the backseat laughing at the haters close the curtains

[Hook]
I got gelato in the air
I got money everywhere
This bitch blowing up my cell’
Broke her heart and I don’t care
I got pretty bitches walking ‘round in their underwear
Bells of kush that’s all I sell
I fuck bitches by the pearl
They say he ain’t playing fair
That boy that be fresh as hell
All this fucking ice all on me that bitch couldn’t do none’ but stare
I got gelato in the air
I got pistols everywhere
They say God don’t like hate
I might send that boy to hell

[Verse 2]
I just left the bank, I do what you can’t
I just drunk a paint, you should be ashamed
Your bitch gave me brain, in eternally
Heard you got a hit on me homie I hope they’ve got a good aim
I got on six chains, three big diamond rings
Trap nigga with a hundred mill later I’ll still be the same
All I do is smoke weed, I’m covered up with double G’s
The same room sold a hundred P’s and had a threesome at the double G

[Hook]
I got gelato in the air
I got money everywhere
This bitch blowing up my cell’
Broke her heart and I don’t care
I got pretty bitches walking ‘round in their underwear
Bells of kush that’s all I sell
I fuck bitches by the pearl
They say he ain’t playing fair
That boy that be fresh as hell
All this fucking ice all on me that bitch couldn’t do none’ but stare
I got gelato in the air
I got pistols everywhere
They say God don’t like hate
I might send that boy to hell

Young Dolph – Baller Alert (Gelato Album)

[Intro]
Izze the producer
Oh yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Ha ha
Honorary member

[Hook]
I smoke a lotta gas, drink a lotta syrup
Did a lot of dirt, flipped a lot of work
Walk up in the spot, they like baller alert
Jump up out the drop, got residue all on my shirt (damn)
I smoke a lotta gas, drink a lotta syrup
Did a lot of dirt, flipped a lot of work
Walk up in the spot, they like baller alert
Jump up out the drop, got residue all on my shirt (woah)

[Verse]
I heard you beefin’, ain’t nobody got shot yet?
Four hundred thousand dollar coupe parked in the projects
A half a million dollar wardrobe in the closet
Only nigga in the city 488 ‘Rari
I wen’t from sellin’ bales to sellin’ out shows, nigga
Who cut the lights on? Got all my ice on
Fuck a record deal, fuck a co-sign
I signed to the plug, nigga, back in oh-five (aye)
Made a quarter million sellin’ dope in North Memphis
Made a whole ticket, nigga, just in South Memphis
Remember all the bad bitches stay in East Memphis
But I think my black haven bitch was the thickest (for real)
But I swear my California bitch was the littest
I just flew a bad bitch in from Philly
She said she just wanna fuck and go to Wet Willies
I just had a smoke session in the back of the Bentley (hey, give me a lighter)
I might send twenty to your doorstep for Christmas (Merry Christmas)
They don’t want us to ball, they want us in prison (damn)
I spent in the mall every time that I visit
I’m on tour ‘cross the country, bunch of skreet niggas with me
Them niggas rappin’ them fake gangsta stories in the way
I can show you how to get eighty pounds in one day
They can teach you how to hate, I’mma show you how to get paid
I put 20K dirty money in the collection plate
Aye, nine-hundred bands in my old-school Chevrolet (yeah)
Racks on top of racks, everyday I elevate (yeah)
Dodged a fed case, so everyday I celebrate (say what?)
Dodged a fed case, so everyday I celebrate (whoo)
God keep blessin’ me, so everyday I meditate (thank you)
Them bitches, I don’t trust ’em, tell a hater I say "fuck ’em"
Aye, aye, I be fresh as fuck when you see me donnin’
Tell the truth fuck nigga, you wanna be me donnin’
Doin’ donuts in a coupe that costs a house (skrr)
Aye, be quiet, you can’t hear ’em, smokin’ loud
This lil’ bad bitch with me poppin’ perkies
I say "What that is?", she say "That’s a thirty"
I woke up this mornin’ in a penthouse
Turnin’ down bad bitches, I’m the shit now
I’m geeked up, Facebook
Twenty Glocks, three carbons, eight Dracos
At the stash house stackin’ money like it’s Legos
Smokin’ big blunts, rubber bandin’ pesos
She mad at me just because I never text her back (damn)
She just want me to come over and kill her from the back (back)

[Hook]
I smoke a lotta gas, drink a lotta syrup
Did a lot of dirt, flipped a lot of work
Walk up in the spot, they like baller alert
Jump up out the drop, got residue all on my shirt (damn)
I smoke a lotta gas, drink a lotta syrup
Did a lot of dirt, flipped a lot of work
Walk up in the spot, they like baller alert
Jump up out the drop, got residue all on my shirt (woah)

Young Dolph – On The River (feat. Wiz Khalifa) (Gelato Album)

[Intro: Young Dolph & Wiz Khalifa]
Pretty white bitches sniffin’ cocaine
My trap house live like the "Soul Train"
I had a dream when I was a young nigga (me too)
Bad bitches
Young live money, big pound of weed in that motherfucker
Gang gang, yeah

[Hook: Young Dolph]
If she ain’t pretty, she can’t ride with me (hell no)
If she ain’t got ass, I don’t wanna smash (no thank you)
Weed so good, I don’t wanna pass it(whoooo)
All I smoke is killer (strong), your bitch look like "Thriller" (damn)
I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt)
Fuckin’ with the realest, don’t know a nigga realer (aye)
Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work)
Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (huh)

[Verse 1: Young Dolph & Wiz Khalifa]
Syrup sipper, and she full of that liquor (yeah)
Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (yeah)
She started with me first, pulling on my zipper (yeah)
She thick-alicious, so you know I had to hit her
God damn, hell no, boy you know I didn’t kiss her (no)
I’m from Memphis you know I thought about pimping her(yup)
G’s up hoes down
I might break a bitch like I break down a pound
Want the work for cheap jump on a plane go out of town
Yeah you see that boy ain’t solid make that pussy stay from round
All I wanna do is count money and lay up with my lil’ bitch
Rich niggas ain’t dumb, dumb niggas ain’t rich

[Hook: Young Dolph]
If she ain’t pretty, she can’t ride with me (hell no)
If she ain’t got ass, I don’t wanna smash (no thank you)
Weed so good, I don’t wanna pass it(whoooo)
All I smoke is killer (strong), your bitch look like "Thriller" (damn)
I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt)
Fuckin’ with the realest, don’t know a nigga realer (aye)
Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work)
Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (huh)

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa & Young Dolph]
All I smoke is killer (strong)
Gotta shout out Killer (hey)
See me in the club, I be standing next to killers (woah)
Got a crib in Cali so my car ain’t got no ceilings (drop?)
Smellin’ like that KK when I walk into the building (hey, hey!)
Bank roll, tryna get another million (racks)
Get jammed up he gon’ sing like Bryson Tiller (damn)
Garage look like the dealer (haha)
Y’all don’t look familiar (who is you?)
Plus I rep them Steelers (yeah)
Don’t care what the bill is (aha!)
Buy it all, buy it all, buy it all
I met the bitch on the first night, she gon’ try it all
I feel bad for a nigga ’cause he keep tryna call
Got a Rover at my crib, she’ll be back to you tomorrow

[Hook: Young Dolph]
If she ain’t pretty, she can’t ride with me (hell no)
If she ain’t got ass, I don’t wanna smash (no thank you)
Weed so good, I don’t wanna pass it(whoooo)
All I smoke is killer (strong), your bitch look like "Thriller" (damn)
I might pull up and serve you a pound on a four-wheeler (skrrt)
Fuckin’ with the realest, don’t know a nigga realer (aye)
Yeah, I can show you how to make that money triple (work)
Took her out to eat, fucked her on the river (huh)

Young Dolph – Whole Lot (Gelato Album)

[Hook]
I got a whole lot of guap
Lot of pussies hatin’, tell them I said don’t stop
I got a whole lot of cars
Bad bitches love rich niggas, I swear to God
I smoke a whole lot of weed
I got two white girls at the Four Seasons on their knees
I sold a whole lot of bags
I think I need to slow it down, I’m livin’ too fast

[Verse 1]
One coupe, two coupes, three coupes, no roof
What I’m rockin’, Versace snow boots
I’m ballin’, they mad, I hit the blunt and laugh
I fucked your bitch, I’m sorry, my bad
Christian Dior, my bitch, she spoiled
I’m pourin’ up Act in a Rolls Royce
Big diamonds, big, timin’
One truck, two trucks, my shooters behind me
One milly, two milly, three milly, four
Go get the money, nigga go
Got paper on my motherfucking mind
Your baby momma on my motherfucking line

[Hook]
I got a whole lot of guap
Lot of pussies hatin’, tell them I said don’t stop
I got a whole lot of cars
Bad bitches love rich niggas, I swear to God
I smoke a whole lot of weed
I got two white girls at the Four Seasons on their knees
I sold a whole lot of bags
I think I need to slow it down, I’m livin’ too fast

[Verse 2]
Pull up, jump out, something foreign
Got too high, woke up, forgot where I was this morning
Young nigga, ballin’, NBA
Ask her do she wants some keys and shot her in her face
A lot of whips, a lot of ice
A lot of chips, I’m livin’ life
Mercedes Benz 600, parked outside of Benihanas
400 thousand in my backpack and a half of P
She call me, I text her, I’m on the way
These niggas, they fake, they hate, I’m paid

[Hook]
I got a whole lot of guap
Lot of pussies hatin’, tell them I said don’t stop
I got a whole lot of cars
Bad bitches love rich niggas, I swear to God
I smoke a whole lot of weed
I got two white girls at the Four Seasons on their knees
I sold a whole lot of bags
I think I need to slow it down, I’m livin’ too fast

Young Dolph – Drop It Off (feat. Migos) (Gelato Album)

[Intro: Young Dolph & Quavo]
Yeah yeah it’s Dolph, Migos

[Hook: Quavo & Young Dolph]
Drop that sack off, drop the racks off
Bad bitch in my car, takin’ her panties off
We know you real soft, that’s real talk (real talk)
This is for my niggas that get them birds off (yeah yeah)
I know I got them people on my coattail (12)
If you ain’t getting no money
I wish you well (go get the money)
I’m havin’ too much traffic, neighbors gon’ tell (aye, pull up)
I gotta put you down by my clientele

[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
Clientele jumpin’ think I’m on to somethin’
I never had nothin’, that’s why I’m always stuntin’ (yea)
My right hand man was there when nobody wasn’t
You ever seen three million in cash nigga, in all hundreds
Shut the spot down I smell the drug task coming
Throw away all the phones, uh
I got rich off strong, yeah
If you take care of your family then you’re my type of nigga
I might sit down and trap and count some millions with you (woah) [?] Can’t do nothing with a broke hoe
Can’t trust a nigga cause where I come from they cut throat
You play ball, sell weed, or you cooking dope (which one)
If it ain’t bout big money, then I ain’t who you lookin’ for

[Hook: Young Dolph & Quavo]
Drop that sack off, drop the racks off
Takin’ her panties off
We know you real soft, yeah that’s real talk
This for my niggas get them birds off
I know I got them people on my coattail (12)
If you ain’t getting money wish you well (go get the money)
I’m havin’ too much traffic, neighbors gon’ tell (aye, pull up)
I gotta put you down by my clientele

[Verse 2: Quavo, Takeoff, & Offset]
Colossal, Gelato
Neighbors knockin’ at my door, ask what’s that loud smell? (Cookie)
Draco, aimin’ at my peephole (peephole)
Ain’t bout no violence, they gon’ tell, quick to call 12
Dribble the ball, bale, we sellin’ the raw, shells
He poppin’ that lame shit
The chopper shoot like it’s a ball player
Give me the pot, give me the pot, and I bet I turn it to paste
Who call the shots, who talk on wires?
I bet I turn em to waste
I keep the fire, Michael Myers
I’m in the dark, connivin’
Bombin’, Osama Bin Laden
Under the ground plottin’
Smokin’ on poison ivy, bricks in a porta-potty (bricks)
When I’m with Dolph we divin’
Slippery diamonds slidin’

[Hook: Quavo & Young Dolph]
Drop that sack off, drop the racks off
Bad bitch in my car, takin’ her panties off
We know you real soft, that’s real talk (real talk)
This is for my niggas that get them birds off (yeah yeah)
I know I got them people on my coattail (12)
If you ain’t getting no money
I wish you well (go get the money)
I’m havin’ too much traffic, neighbors gon’ tell (aye, pull up)
I gotta put you down by my clientele

Young Dolph – Run It Up (Gelato Album)

[Hook]
Quit bitchin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Quit complainin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Quit cryin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Quit bitchin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up

[Verse 1]
You can’t kick it with me if you ain’t a hustla
You can’t smoke out with me, I heard you a busta
You lie too much so I can’t trust ya
You hangin’ with some fuck niggas, so It’s motherfuck ya, aye
I told my niggas we was gon’ get rich together
I told momma "momma we gon’ be rich forever"
I can’t fuck with a nigga that don’t want shit
She get her own money, damn that’s my counter bitch
The plug prices was too high so I crossed the map
He saw me flexin’ now he lookin’ awful now

[Hook]
Quit bitchin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Quit complainin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Quit cryin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Quit bitchin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up

[Verse 2]
While you was at the house with the bitch cuddled up
I was on the block in the trap running it up
I can’t chase a bitch, I’m chasing commas bruh
Real niggas see eye to eye and you not one of us
Real niggas we don’t make excuses
They say flipper he ain’t too hard, he abusive
When it comes to the trap shit, I just do it
Million dollar play, watch me execute it
I can’t sleep for too long, I might miss some
Trap phone start jumpin’ bout six some

[Hook]
Quit bitchin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Quit complainin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Quit cryin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Quit bitchin’ nigga, run it up
Run it up, run it up

Young Dolph – Yeezy (Gelato Album)

[Verse 1]
I picked lil’ momma up and put some weed in the air
Now I’m smashin’ from the back and pull her weave out her hair
I had her on the bed from the couch to the trap
Then I had to tell her ‘bye, bitch I got dope to go sell’
Bitches love me but they know I’m a player
Every day I take chances and say my prayers
I never had a advance check over here
These rocks on me, nigga ice water clear
She too thick I told lil’ momma to come over here
She so thick she make a thong disappear
I put karats on my wrist, naked ears
The way she suck it I said ‘girl, you can’t be serious’
She the best at it, she a sex addict
MAC-11’s, AK’s and TEC’s in the addict
I got bad habits that’s what got me livin’ lavish
So I can’t complain uh bitch you know my name

[Hook]
All she wanna do is ride with a nigga
Pour my drank up and get high with nigga
She say she gon’ ride or die with a nigga
I put ice on her and let her shine with a nigga
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch

[Verse 2]
Pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new boo
Dues, dues in the club in my Gucci boot
Gettin’ a back massage while I’m eatin’ fruit
I just had a menage with my favourite two
I pull these rappers cards for fun, that’s what I do
I’m in a mansion with my son playin’ peek-a-boo
Boy you don’t take care of your kids so how I real is you
But you out here payin’ these hoes, boy you pitiful
My old bitch jealous on my new thang
I just did a show and went bought a new chain
I just threw your advance up at Blue Flame
She a bitch but she lonely cause you too lame

[Hook]
All she wanna do is ride with a nigga
Pour my drank up and get high with nigga
She say she gon’ ride or die with a nigga
I put ice on her and let her shine with a nigga
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch