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Gorillaz – She’s My Collar Lyrics

[Verse 1: Damon Albarn]
If I could take the crown and run, then I’d call her
Cause she’s standing drama, she knows I’ll call her
She’s getting [?] that she ordered
Imagine me, imagine me now
I don’t take her number just to think I’d call her
I take [?]
I clear my system, I don’t need no other
This is [?] my secret lover
Nothing to be justified yet
Just [?] you should feel prouder
I know she [?] I know she’s my caller
A [?] in my heart, she’s my collar

[Verse 2: Damon Albarn]
She’s my serpentine, she’s my collar
I send a message never call her
And now I wanna face another
[?], she’s my collar
Nothing to be justified yet
She’s the [?] I’m running with
She’s the one that gets my collar
She’s the one I’m running with
She’s the one I’m running with
She’s the one I’m running with
She’s my collar

[Verse 3: Kali Uchis]
[?]
It’s lookin’ [?] hard
We [?]
When [?]
Cause I died a thousand times
I did what I had to do
Somehow [?]
I’m still [?]

[Verse 1 (Variation): Damon Albarn]
If I could take the crown and run, then I’d call her
Cause she’s standing drama, she knows I’ll call her
She’s getting [?] that she ordered
Imagine me, imagine me now
I don’t take her number just to think I’d call her
I take [?]
I clear my system, I don’t need no other
This is [?] my secret lover
She’s the one I’m running with
She’s the one I’m running with
She’s the one I’m running with
She’s my collar
And I love her, oh, oh
She’s my collar

[Outro: Kali Uchis Scatting]

Popcaan – In Love Lyrics

[Intro]
Hear her nuh
A the Teacher
And a Spice
Mi seh no baby
A the prefect a go in a you belly today
Prefect a go in a you belly today
Cockk up meck mi slide it in
You tell mi It feel nice
A you a my beauty queen
The fuck meck you feel right

[Chorus]
Gyal mi inlove wid you body fi life
Inlove wid da clean pussy deh
Da clean pussy deh
You grip mi wid the muscle suh tight
Inlove wid da clean pussy deh
Da clean pussy deh
You naughty a that mi like
Whine up pon the big Kawasaki bike
You pussy meck mi buy you the first-class flight
Da clean pussy deh

[Verse 1]
I am inlove wid you pretty-pretty
And you a my pretty kitty
Brace pon the wall meck mi cockey fit hi
Mi fuck you harder if you gi m icky
Shi get backer’s pon the balcony
Shi waan gi mi a son name Anthony
Gyal you pussy wet and the day sunny
Shi seh mi come sweet like honey
Shi get mad anyday when mi cockey book out
Shi miss the lollypop in a mouth
Shi a seh mi nuh love her anymore
Weh yuh talkin about?
Yo pussy mi cyaa do without

[Chorus]
Gyal mi inlove wid you body fi life
Inlove wid da clean pussy deh
Da clean pussy deh
You grip mi wid the muscle suh tight
Inlove wid da clean pussy deh
Da clean pussy deh
You naughty a that mi like
Whine up pon the big Kawasaki bike
You pussy meck mi buy you the first-class flight
Da clean pussy deh

[Verse 2]
You freaky, you naughty
You rude like
Gimmi bare head and a moon light
Rub you clit and the mood right
After mi send it up
SHi waan mi go hard, harder
Waan mi fi be baby father
Shi waan mi go hard, harder
Gyal yu pussy fat it nuh maga

[Repeat Chorus]

Victoria Monet – Ready

Ladies, if you’re single (single, single)
And you are here tryna catch one
Baby girl, our time is coming
It’s gon be someone that complements the vision

So just keep your mind right
And keep that body tight
Be everything you want to see in him, it’s only right
Better do it while you’re single
Is someone looking for you single?

We gotta stay ready
Gotta stay ready… oh

Something like a baseball game
I’m a catcher in position
Focused on the ball, you know I don’t wanna miss it
I’m ready… oh
Ready

Ready

We can do it solo (solo, solo)
But it’s nice to have a witness
Double the pleasure, and triple the fun
When you both are bout the business, yeah

So just keep your mind right
And keep that body tight
Be everything you want to see in him, it’s only right
Better do it while you’re single
Is someone looking for you single?

We gotta stay ready
Gotta stay ready… oh

Something like a baseball game
I’m a catcher in position
Focused on the ball, you know I don’t wanna miss it
I’m ready… oh
Ready

Ladies, we gotta stay ready
Ready
We gotta stay ready
We gotta stay ready

Something like a baseball game
I’m a catcher in position
Focused on the ball, you know I don’t wanna miss it
I’m ready… oh
Ready

Ready
Ready… oh
Ready

Bjork – Notget

[Verse 1]
Once you fell out of love
Our love couldn’t carry you
And I didn’t even notice
For our love kept me safe from death
You doubted the light
And the shelter it can give
For in love we are immortal
Eternal and safe from death

[Chorus]
If I regret us
I’m denying my soul to grow
Don’t remove my pain
It is my chance to heal

[Verse 2]
We carry the same wound
But have different cures
Similar injuries
But opposite remedies

[Verse 3]
After our love ended
Your arms don’t carry me
Without love I feel the abyss
Understand your fear of death

[Chorus 2]
I will not forget
This notget
Will you not regret
Having love let go

[Verse 4]
After our love ended
Your spirit entered me
Now we are the guardians
We keep her safe from death

[Outro]
Love will keep all of us safe from death
Love will keep all of us safe from death
Love will keep us safe from death
(Safe! From!)
Love will keep all of us safe from death
Death
Death
Love will keep us safe from (from) death
(Safe safe from from death death)

ALMA – Chasing Highs

[Verse 1]
2 AM, I’m fading in the dark
Like floating in the ocean
People need the poison
3 AM, you just touched my hand
And made me lose my focus
I almost didn’t notice

[Pre-Chorus]
And I better know what to do
Who’s gonna be the first one to move?
I wanna get closer to you
(I wanna get closer to you)
And I better know what to do
Who’s gonna be the first one to move?
I wanna get closer to you

[Chorus]
I was chasing highs
Then I found you
We’re doing it in slow motion
We’re doing it in slow motion
I was chasing highs
Then I found you
You are getting closer in slow motion

[Post-Chorus]
I’m chasing hi-hi-hi-highs
I’m chasing hi-hi-hi-hi-highs
I’m chasing hi-hi-hi-highs
You are getting closer in slow motion

[Verse 2]
4 AM, almost touching you
Drowning at the noises
In between the voices
5 AM, there is something more
I caught the luck you gave me
Phases going hazy

[Pre-Chorus]
And I better know what to do
Who’s gonna be the first one to move?
I wanna get closer to you
(I wanna get closer to you)
And I better know what to do
Who’s gonna be the first one to move?
I wanna get closer to you

[Chorus]
I was chasing highs
Then I found you
We’re doing it in slow motion
We’re doing it in slow motion
I was chasing highs
Then I found you
You are getting closer in slow motion

[Post-Chorus]
I’m chasing hi-hi-hi-highs
I’m chasing hi-hi-hi-hi-highs
I’m chasing hi-hi-hi-highs
You are getting closer in slow motion

[Bridge]
I stopped counting the hours
Space between us getting smaller and smaller
I’m losing the powers
I’m falling higher and higher with you

[Chorus]
I was chasing highs
Then I found you
We’re doing it in slow motion
We’re doing it in slow motion
I was chasing highs
Then I found you
You are getting closer in slow motion

[Post-Chorus]
I’m chasing hi-hi-hi-highs (ooh yeah, ooh yeah)
I’m chasing hi-hi-hi-hi-highs (I’m chasing, I’m chasing)
I’m chasing hi-hi-hi-highs (ooh yeah, ooh yeah)
You are getting closer in slow motion

State Champs – Slow Burn

[Verse 1]
I forgot how you tasted
Just another night wasted
Spilling yourself all over me like you don’t care, don’t care
Anyway
If wrote it right off the page
Guess I’m safe for another day
Telling myself I can block out the distance like I don’t care, don’t care
Cue reality

[Chorus]
I hope it all comes back again
I want to get stuck in your head like ‘Everlong’ playing on the late night radio (radio)
Because you lit a match with your nails on my back
And something tells me I’ll never learn
Just another slow burn

[Verse 2]
Now you got my attention
Did I forget to mention I’ll be gone by tomorrow, on a plane to Chicago
I say it’s not fair, not fair anyway
(But you don’t care either way)

[Chorus]
I hope it all comes back again
I want to get stuck in your head like ‘Everlong’ playing on the late night radio (radio)
Because you lit a match with your nails on my back
And something tells me I’ll never learn
Just another slow burn

[Bridge]
We set a fire that both ends with our best lines
And best intentions
Let go of what we know and make tonight our reinvention

We set a fire that both ends with our best lines
And best intentions
Let go of what we know and make tonight our reinvention

[Chorus]
I hope it all comes back again
I want to get stuck in your head like ‘Everlong’ playing on the late night radio (radio)
Because you lit a match with your nails on my back
And something tells me I’ll never learn
Because you lit a match with your nails on my back
And something tells me I’ll never learn
Just another slow burn (just another slow burn)

Lucky Rose – Wild One (feat. Tep No)

[Verse 1]
Oh it’s a wild, wild over here
Everything is coming clear
Everyone gets lost into the day
Oh we get wild, wild over here
Don’t want you to know or hear
What I do not hang out on the bay

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, my love
It’s a wild, wild, road
Road wherever we go

[Chorus]
Oh, my love
It’s a wild, wild, road
Road, wherever we go
And no, sweet love
She’s a wild, wild one
Got me losing all control

[Verse 2]
Oh, she’s a wild one over here
When she comes I’m coming clear
Everything gets lost when I’m away
Oh we get wild, wild in the dark
I don’t want you know who the fuck I’m doing again

[Pre-Chorus]
And no, my love
It’s a wild, wild, road
Road wherever we go

[Chorus]
Oh, my love
It’s a wild, wild, road
Road wherever we go
And no, sweet love
She’s a wild, wild one
Got me losing all control

[Bridge]
She’s a wild
She’s a wild, one
Oh she’s a wild one over here
She’s a wild, one
Oh, she’s a wild one over here
She’s a wild

Oh she’s a wild one

[Pre-Chorus]
And no, my love
It’s a wild, wild, road
Road wherever we go

[Chorus]
And no, sweet love
She’s a wild, wild one
Got me losing all control
Oh, my love
It’s a wild, wild, road
Road wherever we go

And no, oh

Popcaan – Stray Dog

[Intro]
(Henging Tree)
We sen’ dem home yaad
Bwoy dead like stray dog
New Member inna the graveyard

[Verse 1]
Bwoy, you a punk a you throat me a go slash
Pussy weh you know ’bout buzz Gaza ash
M1 rifle strap on ‘pon me back
Crack your skull like calabash

Pussy have you ever knock it inna traffic
Have you ever buss a man throat with a hatchet
You no know nothing ’bout badness watch it
Mack 90 go deal with you crabbit
Seh dem a badman a liar dem
Man show you rifle, you never fire dem
A could a who a hire dem
Markus mek we wire dem

[Chorus]
Go suck your mother, dawg
You no bad like Unruly
The Sig triangle broad
Shot a play inna your head like Loodie
I am so fucking Unruly
No likkle bwoy wanna be don cyaan fool me
Suck your mother, dawg
You no bad like Unruly

[Verse 2]
Use the Uzi and go shell dem endz
Dem a try jump fence, me corel dem Benz
Likkle jackass no have no fucking sense
Fully auto squeeze inna your contact lens
Dash weh dem body fi dem stink and wrenk
Bwoy live inna cement, a no accident
No care how much bloodclaat gun dem rent
Man we kill dem inna any event

[Chorus]
Suck your mother, dawg
You no bad like Unruly
The Sig triangle broad
Shot a play inna your head like Loodie
I am so fucking Unruly
No likkle bwoy wanna be don cyaan fool me
Suck your mother, dawg
You no bad like Unruly

[Verse 3]
Buss the AK with me right hand
Big matic shub out a the van
Any bwoy weh a claim dem a don
Copper mek you skin look like Yellow Man
So me lift up every gun weh me have fi go kill dem slowly
Me see the likkle priest dem a mek talk
And dem still don’t know me
Pussy, you no bad like Rihanna
Shot will play inna your head like piano
Me and your badness could a never similar
Your friend dem go dead from the K weh me give Miller

[Chorus]
Go suck your mother, dawg
You no bad like Unruly
The Sig triangle broad
Shot a play inna your head like Loodie
I am so fucking Unruly
No likkle bwoy wanna be don cyaan fool me
Suck your mother, dawg
You no bad like Unruly

Play-N-Skillz – Si Una Vez (feat. Frankie J, Becky G & Kap G) (Lyric Video)

Play-n-skillz
Mr Doblete
Yo Grace
Frankie J
Escucha bien
Yo, te di todo mi amor y más
(Te di toda mi confianza)
Y tú, no reconoces lo que es amar
Yo, me puse dispuesta a tus pies
Y tan solo con desprecio
Me has pagado, pero ahora vez
Si una vez dije que te amaba
Hoy me arrepiento
Si una vez dije que te amaba
No sé lo que pensé, estaba loco
Si una vez dije que te amaba
Y que por ti yo la vida daba
Si una vez dije que te amaba
No lo vuelvo hacer
Ese error es cosa de ayer
Si una vez dije que te amaba
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Y yo Sé que un día tú volverás
Y tú, de todo te arrepentirás
Yo me puse dispuesto a tus pies
Y tan solo con desprecio me has
Pagado pero ahora ves
Si una vez dije que te amaba
Hoy me arrepiento
Si una vez dije que te amaba
No sé lo que pensé, estaba loco
Si una vez dije que te amaba
Y que por ti yo la vida daba
Si una vez dije que te amaba
No lo vuelvo hacer
Ese error es cosa de ayer
Si una vez dije que te amaba, que te amaba
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Márchate
Ya no me llames, piérdete
Y no me busques, ya lo sé
Quererte no valió la pena
Sola, sólita te quedas
Márchate
Ya no me llames, piérdete
Y no me busques, ya lo sé
Quererte no valió la pena
Sola, sólita te quedas
Yo me arrepiento de esta relación, todo te lo di
Tremendo problema, te juro que no lo vi
Ok me dormí, pero yo lo decidí, el golpe fue duro
Te juro que morí (estoy arrepentido)
Se acabó todo, me echaste en lodo
Mi amor es oro y tu lo tiras por el inodoro
Par de días te ignoro, pero a veces empeoro
Todo lo que siento, lo resume este coro
Si una vez dije que te amaba
Hoy me arrepiento
Si una vez dije que te amaba
No sé lo que pensé, estaba loco
Si una vez dije que te amaba
Que por ti yo la vida daba
Si una vez dije que te amaba
(Estaba confundido) no lo vuelvo hacer
Ese error es cosa de ayer

Mount Kimbie – We Go Home Together (feat. James Blake)

[Verse: James Blake]
Cold like money
Other arms reach out for me
So stunning the wood for the trees
Other eyes smile tenderly
Saturday pouring, ice is clattering
Hanging off the ceiling
Then we leave
At your word
At your word, at your word

[Chorus: James Blake]
And it’s the best it could’ve been
We go home together
To our innermost
We go home together
And then we leave
And it’s the best it could’ve been
We go home together

Maxwell – Gods

The unsaid is told
In spite I can’t let it go
the answers don’t ever make no sense baby.
Questions are up to you
If you want you can fly you can float
YOU can walk, YOU can do what you want
but if the smallest seed of feeling
Is left with YOU.
You and me soon will grow.

Keith Urban – The Fighter (feat. Carrie Underwood) (Dancers Version)

I know he hurt you
Made you scared of love, too scared to love
He didn’t deserve you
‘Cause you’re precious heart is a precious heart
He didn’t know what he had and I thank God, oh, oh, oh
And it’s gonna take just a little time
But you’re gonna see that I was born to love you

What if I fall (I won’t let you fall)
What if I cry (I’ll never make you cry)
And if I get scared (I’ll hold you tighter)
When they’re tryna get to you baby I’ll be the fighter
What if I fall (I won’t let you fall)
What if I cry I promise I’ll never make you cry
And if I get scared (I’ll hold you tighter)
When they’re tryna get to you baby I’ll be the fighter

Look in the mirror
You’re beautiful, so beautiful
I’m here to remind you
You’re my only one, let me be the one
To heal all the pain that he put you through
It’s a love like you never knew
Just let me show you

What if I fall (I won’t let you fall)
What if I cry (I’ll never make you cry)
And if I get scared (I’ll hold you tighter)
When they’re tryna get to you baby I’ll be the fighter
What if I fall (I won’t let you fall)
What if I cry I promise I’ll never make you cry
And if I get scared (I’ll hold you tighter)
When they’re tryna get to you baby I’ll be the fighter

I wanna believe that you got me baby
I swear I do from now until the next life
I wanna love, wanna give you all my heart

What if I fall (I won’t let you fall)
What if I cry (I’ll never make you cry)
And if I get scared (I’ll hold you tighter)
When they’re tryna get to you baby I’ll be the fighter
What if I fall (I won’t let you fall)
What if I cry I promise I’ll never make you cry
And if I get scared (I’ll hold you tighter)
When they’re tryna get to you baby I’ll be the fighter

What if I fall
What if I cry
And if I get scared (I’ll hold you tighter)
When they’re tryna get to you baby I’ll be the fighter

Joey Bada$$ – Land Of The Free (On Colbert) (Live)

[Intro]
Yeah
You know sometimes I don’t think they truly understand me you know, ’cause they don’t

[Hook]
Can’t change the world unless we change ourselves
Die from the sicknesses if we don’t seek the health
All eyes be my witness when I speak what’s felt
Full house on my hands, the cards I was dealt
Three K’s, Two A’s in AmeriKKKa
I’m just a black spade spawned out the nebula
And everything I do or say today is worthwhile
Will for sure inspire actions in your first child
I’ll begin my verse now

[Verse 1]
Sometimes I speak and I feel like it ain’t my words
Like I’m just a vessel channeling inside this universe
I feel my ancestors unrested inside of me
It’s like they want me to shoot my chance in changing society
But how do I go about it? Tell me where I start?
My destiny rerouted when I chose to follow heart
You told to follow suit, but tell me what it do for you?
Except weigh you down, now you trapped inside the cubicle they built for us
The first step into change is to take notice
Realize the real games that they tried to show us
300 plus years of them cold shoulders
Yet 300 million of us still got no focus
Sorry America, but I will not be your soldier
Obama just wasn’t enough, I just need some more closure
And Donald Trump is not equipped to take this country over
Let’s face facts ’cause we know what’s the real motives

[Bridge]
And the land of the free is full of free loaders
Leave us dead in the street to be your organ donors
They disorganized my people, made us all loners
Still got the last names of our slave owners
In the land of the free is full of free loaders
Leave us dead in the street then be your organ donors
They disorganized my people, made us all loners

[Hook]
Can’t change the world unless we change ourselves
Die from the sicknesses if we don’t seek the health
All eyes be my witness when I speak what’s felt
Full house on my hands, the cards I was dealt
Three K’s, Two A’s in AmeriKKKa
I’m just a black spade spawn out the nebula
And everything I do is and say today is worthwhile
Will for sure inspire action

[Verse 2]
Trickery in the system, put my niggas in prison
All our history hidden, ain’t no liberty given
We all fit the description of what the documents written
We been lacking the vision and barely making a living
We too worried to fit in while they been benefitin’
Every time you submittin’, we all guilty admit it
The lord won’t get you acquitted, but you still ask for forgiveness
Put opiates in syringes then inject his religion
How many times do I gotta tell you I’m a man on a mission
Many times I gotta tell you I don’t need no permission
A human with super vision, ain’t no livin’ condition
I’m reaching out to my children, just hoping that they will listen
Start a new coalition against corrupt politicians
It’s not enough pots to piss in, too many murder convictions
Another family evicted, another black man a victim
That’s as real as it’s getting, you should take recognition

[Bridge]
In the land of the free, it’s for the free loaders
Leave us dead in the street then be your organ donors
They disorganized my people, made us all loners
Still got the last name of our slave owners
In the land of the free, it’s for the free loaders
Leave us dead in the street then be your organ donors
They disorganized my people, made us all loners

[Hook]
Can’t change the world unless we change ourselves
Die from the sicknesses if we don’t seek the health
All eyes be my witness when I speak what’s felt
Full house on my hands, the cards I was dealt
Three K’s, Two A’s in AmeriKKKa
I’m just a black spade spawn out the nebula
And everything I do is and say today is worthwhile
Will for sure inspire action in your first child

Feder – Blame Me (Lyric Video)

[Verse 1]
Something got me paranormal
Losing my steps
Walking down this endless tunnel
I’m just trying to forget
Talk about another shot of redemption
I let you down
No making no exceptions
Backhanded back around

[Pre-Chorus]
All I taste is fear
On the tip of my tongue
Lost inside here
I’m running nowhere
Hiding from it
Patience over
Breaking out

[Chorus]
Now I can see why you blame me
Now I can feel what you feel
Now I know what you’re faced with
And now I know this ain’t real
Now I can see why you blame me, blame me, blame me
Now I can see why you blame me, blame me, blame me

[Verse 2]
Blurry kind of focus
Bad influence
Now my mind has started floating away
I’m not making sense
My pistol’s fully loaded
What a turn of events
Now I’m acting like my head’s exploded, fizzy soda
Falling off the fence

[Pre-Chorus]
All I taste is fear
On the tip of my tongue
(On the tip of my tongue)
Lost inside here
I’m running nowhere
Hiding from it
Patience over
Breaking out

[Chorus]
Now I can see why you blame me
Now I can feel what you feel
Now I know what you’re faced with
And now I know this ain’t real
Now I can see why you blame me, blame me, blame me
Now I can see why you blame me, blame me, blame me

Thomas Rhett – Craving You (feat. Maren Morris) (Static Version)

[Verse 1: Thomas Rhett]
Every time we have to say goodbye
I’m counting down until we say hello
Every touch is like the strongest drug
I don’t know how much longer I can go

[Pre-Chorus: Thomas Rhett]
I never had something that I can’t walk away from
But, girl, my self-control’s so paralyzed
When it comes to you, no, I ain’t got no patience
There’s something ’bout you girl I just can’t fight

[Chorus: Thomas Rhett & Maren Morris]
You’re like that cigarette
That shot of 100 proof
No matter how much I get
I’m always craving
That feeling when we kiss
The way your body moves
No matter how much I get
I’m always craving you
Craving you

[Verse 2: Thomas Rhett]
All the in-between is killing me
You know I come unglued from missing you
Sunset eyes, no, I don’t have to try
Because you know exactly what to do

[Pre-Chorus: Thomas Rhett & (Maren Morris)]
I never had something that I can’t walk away from (walk away from)
But, girl, my self-control’s so paralyzed
When it comes to you, no, I ain’t got no patience (I ain’t got no patience)
There’s something ’bout you I just can’t fight

[Chorus: Thomas Rhett & Maren Morris]
You’re like that cigarette
That shot of 100 proof
No matter how much I get
I’m always craving
That feeling when we kiss
The way your body moves
No matter how much I get
I’m always craving you
Craving you

[Post Chorus: Thomas Rhett & Maren Morris]
I’m always craving you
Craving you
Craving you

[Bridge: Thomas Rhett & Maren Morris]
Every time we have to say goodbye
I’m counting down until we say hello
Every touch is like the strongest drug
I don’t know how much longer I can go

[Chorus: Thomas Rhett & Maren Morris]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You’re like that cigarette
That shot of 100 proof
No matter how much I get
I’m always craving
That feeling when we kiss
The way your body moves
No matter how much I get
I’m always craving you, yeah
Craving you

[Post Chorus: Thomas Rhett & Maren Morris]
Craving you
I’m craving you baby
I’m craving you
I’m craving you babe

Dave East – Paper Chasin (feat. A$AP Ferg)

[Intro: A$AP Ferg]
Chasing, chasing, chasing, chasing
Eyy I’m like a bad doctor I ain’t got no patience
Eyy, uuhh, eyy

[Hook: A$AP Ferg]
Chasing, chasing, chasing all this paper chasing
I’m like a bad doctor, I ain’t got no patience (Yeah)
I’m gon’ work for months, I won’t take vacations (That’s Right)
Chasing, chasing, chasing all this paper chasing
Chasing, chasing, chasing all this paper chasing
I’m like a bad doctor, I ain’t got no patience (No patience)
I’m gon’ work for months, I won’t take vacations (Right)
‘Cause I’m chasing, chasing, chasing all this paper chasing

[Verse 1 : Dave East]
I don’t care about them other niggas
We came up from nothing, it was never with us
Tell Kairi I love her, if they ever get us out of town
Poppin with 11 niggas
You want this cuban, you will never get it
Couple hundred thousand, I will never spend it
Sneak dissing, I was never with it
I got money coming, I ain’t never tripping
Ferg and your boy on and paper chasing
All of these diamonds, they look like a lake and I mix the Margiella with Bathing Ape
I put codeine in the Gatorade
I walk in the club and the boss stop
Can’t pronounce what I pulled out the car lot (Scurr)
Emotional niggas be all in their feeling ‘cus killing they bitch had a soft spot (My bad)
In the jungle, I got tiger in me
Fake pages, you cannot offend me
Jumping out a foreign from without a penny
Had a hood booger, now a model with me
I go deliver on a sunday
Using feature money for the gunplay
I’m driving drunk down a one way
Since I got a F, ain’t caught one case, Eastside

[Hook: A$AP Ferg]
Chasing, chasing , chasing all this paper chasing
I’m like a bad doctor, I ain’t got no patience (Yeah)
I’m gon’ work for months, I won’t take vacations (Right)
Chasing, chasing, chasing all this paper chasing
Chasing, chasing, chasing all this paper chasing
I’m like a bad doctor, I ain’t got no patience (Yeah)
I’m gon’ work for months, I won’t take vacations (Right)
Cause I’m chasing, chasing, chasing all this paper chasing

[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]
Chasing, chasing, all this paper chasing
I’ma work for months, all this money making
Fucking on your lady while you’re masturbating
Me and Dave East finna rule a nation (Yeah)
Money smile like I’m Richard Porter
Uncle used to pitch the water
Gotta meet his quota, I was young and stealin’ quarter waters
Now my diamonds colder than Minnesota
Fuck your bitch, I’ont even call her
Buy her Louis, I’ont even spoil her
Short nigga but my money taller
Cus my flow is hotter than a fucking sauna
Live in Harlem like I’m Frank Lucas
Dentist put a diamond where the tooth is
White and black bitch like clueless
Montell Will, how we do this

[Hook: A$AP Ferg]
Chasing, chasing , chasing all this paper chasing (yeah
I’m like a bad doctor, I ain’t got no patience (Yeah)
I’m gon’ work for months, I won’t take vacations (That’s right)
Chasing, chasing, chasing all this paper chasing
Chasing, chasing, chasing all this paper chasing
I’m like a bad doctor, I ain’t got no patience (Yeah)
I’m gon’ work for months, I won’t take vacations (Right)
Cause I’m chasing, chasing, chasing all this paper chasing

Tyga – 100s (feat. Chief Keef & A.E.)

[Hook: Chief Keef]
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhfuckin’ Lamb
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
‘Cause I’m counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it

[Verse 1: Tyga]
Running up the set, throwing up the set, bitches on set (Yeah)
Got bitches in the hallway, dope in the stash, dope in the stash, hoes in the back (Yeah)
That Ferrari just foreplay, nigga put the swag, nigga put the cash, nigga put the bag (yeah)
Everybody know me bitch, running up a check, running up a check
Techs with a tech if a nigga play me bitch
Nigga go dat way, nigga go dat way
Bitches come this way, bitches wanna kiss me
Turn a freeway to a speedrace (Skrr)
Don’t be acting shit about the fam
Don’t be reading shit in Daily Mail
I just closed a big deal, looking through my email, watch this shit sell like Adele

[Hook: Chief Keef & Tyga]
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhfuckin’ Lamb
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
‘Cause I’m counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it

[Verse 2: A.E.]
Bought that whip off the showroof (Skrr, skrr)
Yeah, she do the same things them hoes do
That makes her a hoe too
I’ma bachelor, I ain’t got no boo
It’s all be solo and nobu
Drunk off the sake and the [??] juice
Drop out, pull up in a oldschool (Ooh)
Drop out but I’m pulling drops out
Got my cock out like I told you
Heard the rumours ’bout you were so true
You thirsty and you ain’t got no juice
And getting bread something that we toast to
Two girls asked me what I’m gon’ do, I said both you

[Verse 3: Tyga]
Young Nobu, we at the go-thru
All my day ones is my go-tos
Got my own show just to show you
I’on’t trust you as far as I can through you
Ch-ch-chop it up like bo-[??]
White diamonds dripping like ’02
Niggas want beef but they Tofu
They like G.O.O.D. Music, baby that’s a good move

[Hook: Chief Keef & Tyga]
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids
Running through the set, running up a check, running through the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it
In the club, throwing racks and I got swag busting out the bag
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
T-Raww pulled up on me in a muhfuckin’ Lamb
Counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
Jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick, jumping on my dick
‘Cause I’m counting hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids
We don’t need no muhfuckin’ money machine, we like to touch it, touch it, touch it

Gucci Mane – Drop Top Wizop Freestyle

[Intro]
Huh, Drop Top Wop (skrt)
Ha

[Verse]
Tell the valet to be careful, when he park my whip
Hol’ up, he don’t even look like he can park my whip
Jump out right in front of the club like I own this bitch
Who that ridin’ with cha? Oh, that’s just the dopeman bitch
Got my arm out the window showin’ off my wrist
Got the top chopped off like I ain’t got good sense
Call me Vert Gucci, it’s a lotta niggas wanna murk Gucci
No Gucci, not the old Gucci, not the fat Gucci
Please don’t bring him back, not the old Big Cat Gucci
Standing in the trap, use a eggbeater that Gucci
This ain’t hip hop this is drug dealer music
So, why gave a fuck if you don’t listen to it
See this one for my nigga just came home and did a ten piece
Now he on some M’s in the Flame every Wednesday
Zone 6, 5 plus the fucked up penitentiary
If you ain’t signed to 1017, you against me
And I ain’t got no friends, I ain’t motherfucking friendly
If you ain’t got more money than me you can’t really diss me
This the type of vibe, make a trapper buy a Bentley
Know you tryna tempt me but ain’t nobody listenin’
See, when I walk on stage they give me a quarter ticket
My watch a quarter ticket, I’m givin’ them the business
All my artists dipped, guess they thought it was over
I knew they’d all jump ship cause they was part time soldiers
Gucci Mane LaFlare and I will never roll over
You act like you’s my man but you’s a cold heart cobra
I think these fools forgot that I’m a self-made mogul
No hard top, drop top, Lambo, doors up
Soft top, Rolls-Royce, white bitch, dough up
Got grown men wanna be like Gucci when they grow up
Maybach, backseat, no shirt iced up
White Ghost, no sir not my [?]
Double R, new truck all white mink floor
Benz Jeep, all red, red rims, trap car
White Range, small change that’s my everyday car
God take my breath away if all of them ain’t payin’ for
Why the call you Drop Top? What I need a top for?
Known that you excessively that’s what she brought the mop for
Why they call you Guwop? ‘Cause a lotta guap, bra
Haters done tried everything but ain’t no way to stop us

G4SHI – Disrespectful

[BRIDGE]
Seen you from a far way
You was talking side ways
If you wanna start shit
Just know that we gon’ pop quick
Disrespect me
And I’m real disrespectful
Disrespect me
And I’m real disrespectful

[PRE-HOOK]
Get the fuck outta my face

[HOOK 1]
I’m posted with my clique
We ain’t never flinch
Credit card work the wrist
Lebron with the chip
All this sauce made us slip
When I walk I trip
We don’t care that you rich
You corny little bitch

I started all the vibes
Started all the waves
Could’ve made it to my country
Took it to the States
I’m feeling like I’m Ace
Giving all the fades
Hit and run
They starving taking pics of my plates

[VERSE 1]
Movin’ it quick
Tryna get rich and dodgin’ these dicks
Got head in the Uber then call me a Lyft
She pissed but what it is what it is what it is
Girl I’m stuck up in my ways yeah, my ways yeah
You can call me when you naked, you naked
‘Xcuse me
Respect a motherfucker sayin’ (Get it)
Bottle service cuz you know we love to flex (Hey)
Money double up when I fuck a check
Bitch I got now, fuck who got next

[BRIDGE]
Seen you from a far way
You was talking side ways
If you wanna start shit
Just know that we gon’ pop quick
Disrespect me
And I’m real disrespectful
Disrespect me
And I’m real disrespectful

[PRE-HOOK]
Get the fuck outta my face

[HOOK 2]
Thank God I don’t ever gotta beg or borrow
I’m stuffing up that mattress ‘case I fall tomorrow
Know now my whole squad really got me
Know the difference with who’s down and who’s around me
It it is what it is
Packing these ships got my momma a crib
Doing this shit cause you know that it’s lit
Got the baddest bitches all on my dick
Copped me a whip (skiiirt)
Copped me a whip (skiiirt)

[VERSE 2]
Bitch I’m different
Too consistent
All my ex-es talking crazy
Maybe tripping
Hit my phone right before the show
Ask the tickets
Bitch you should know this shit sold out
Why you visit?
Come and see me in the back seat
Windows up
That’s the way she like to fuck
Met her ass up in the club
Hate it when I throw them ones
But she know that I am the one
I’m up before the sun for my future sons

[BRIDGE]
Seen you from a far way
You was talking side ways
If you wanna start shit
Just know that we gon’ pop quick
Disrespect me
And I’m real disrespectful
Disrespect me
And I’m real disrespectful

[OUTRO]
Get the fuck outta my face

Eli Sostre – Glass

[Verse 1]
Got me feeling like the one
Say it’s love then you don’t know who to trust
Don’t you ask me why I’m actin’ up
Tell them boys they need to pack it up
Young Pirelli got these women in a frenzy
Send a shot to me I’ll bust it til it’s empty
Talk about it make sure that shit don’t affect me
I feel like we the only thing moving
Got that bitch a purse that cost a couple racks
It don’t matter what I spend cause I just double that
See the fortune and the fame that [?] now
You love me when I had nothing don’t tell me lies now

[Hook]
Girl you know them diamonds are like glass
Got some problems make a nigga wanna spazz
Little attitude problem it’ll make it last
Is you with me baby? I just gotta know
Girl you know them diamonds are like glass
Got some problems make a nigga wanna spazz
Little attitude problem it’ll make it last
Is you with me baby? I just gotta know

[Verse 2]
I don’t need a thing I got my own shit
I grew up with nothin’ and I was focused
Yeah you tellin’ stories bout some old shit
I can’t find nobody that I owe shit
Takin’ off while we dab but we still started
[?]
Leave ’em all the star then I made an order
Then [?] that’s my fucking brother
Came from nothing but we had love
Momma say : I’m just happy [?]
Bad bitch make wanna clean the trap up
I ain’t fuckin’ with these niggas don’t get dabbed up

[Hook]
Girl you know them diamonds are like glass
Got some problems make a nigga wanna spazz
Little attitude problem it’ll make it last
Is you with me baby? I just gotta know
Girl you know them diamonds are like glass
Got some problems make a nigga wanna spazz
Little attitude problem it’ll make it last
Is you with me baby? I just gotta know

[Outro]
See I just gotta know
Baby I just gotta know, know, know
See I just gotta know
Baby I just gotta know, know, know

Desiigner – Up

[Intro: Three 6 Mafia]
Shut the fuck up!
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up

[Chorus: Desiigner]
I been riding through the city
They tryna fuck my night up
A lot of shit that I hold down
It’s time that I bring right up
I’ma get rich, get rich
And I’ma live it right up
There’s lotta shit that I hold down
Hey, I’ma bring it right up
They tryna fuck ya night up, I live it right up
I get it right up, I Iive it right up
I hold shit down, but pick it right up
Cause I live right up, I get it night up
I’ma get rich, get rich
Cause niggas living like us
I said time to hold shit down
But they gon’ fuck the night up

[Verse 1: Desiigner]
Right up, right up
Pipe up, pipes up
Skypes up, skies up
I see stars, there’s no limit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, moving right up
Hold on, they can’t stop us

[Chorus: Desiigner]
I been riding through the city
They tryna fuck my night up
A lot of shit that I hold down
It’s time that I bring right up
I’ma get rich, get rich
And I’ma live it right up
There’s lotta shit that I hold down
Hey, I’ma bring it right up
They tryna fuck ya night up, I live it right up
I get it right up, I Iive it right up
I hold shit down, but pick it right up
Cause I live right up, I get it night up
I’ma get rich, get rich
Cause niggas living like us
I said time to hold shit down
But they gon’ fuck the night up

[Verse 2: Desiigner]
I roll delivery
I stroll different
Keep it all different
Yeah I pose different
My time lavish, my time lavish
Miss Jackson, Tom Braxy
Super savage, super savage
Champion, who’s that girl?
Times one, little fun

[Chorus: Desiigner]
I been riding through the city
They tryna fuck my night up
A lot of shit that I hold down
It’s time that I bring right up
I’ma get rich, get rich
And I’ma live it right up
There’s lotta shit that I hold down
Hey, I’ma bring it right up
They tryna fuck ya night up, I live it right up
I get it right up, I Iive it right up
I hold shit down, but pick it right up
Cause I live right up, I get it night up
I’ma get rich, get rich
Cause niggas living like us
I said time to hold shit down
But they gon’ fuck the night up

[Outro: Three 6 Mafia]
Shut the fuck u!
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up
Tear da club up, nigga, tear da club up

Desiigner – Thank God I Got It

[Chorus 1]
Thank God I got it
Thank God I got it
Thank God I get how I go
Thank God I got it
Thank God they got it
Thank God I give her her hopes too
Thank God I got it
Thank God I got it
Thank God I give her her hopes too
Thank God I got it
Thank God I got it
Thank God I give her her ho-ope

[Verse 1]
Thank God I got it, thank God yeah nigga I got it
Thank God yeah a nigga ain’t plottin’
And Lil Yachty, yeah nigga got broccoli
I be gettin’ it not stoppin’
Young nigga getting money, no option
Grab me and hit a nigga a choppin’
Ocean, more shit ‘for I pour my ghost shit
Oh shit, more champagne I’m pourin’ more shit
Life is fab when I’m driven focus
Niggas talk but I creep the low shit
Bag a million hit ’em with the oh shit
Hit him with the oh o-shit
Pull back with the fo-fifth
Forfeit make a nigga fo-quit
Everybody come up in the know shit
I feel I got it, nigga’s tourin’ in the millions they ’bout it’
I get money and a nigga no option
Nigga tourin’ in the millions I’m mobbin’
I feel I got it, I be riding in the Benz with the Robbie
Bugatti to McLaren, ‘Rari [?]
I feel I got it, hundred Xans get the lick over bottle
Percosets give me sex and the logic
Hundred trans and the trans the watching
I feel I got it, I can see just believe it inside me
I can see disbelief in Rodney
Hundred [?]

[Chorus 1]
Thank God I got it
Thank God I got it
Thank God I get how I go
Thank God I got it
Thank God they got it
Thank God I give her her hopes too
Thank God I got it
Thank God I got it
Thank God I give her her hopes too
Thank God I got it
Thank God I got it
Thank God I give her her ho-ope

[Verse 2]
Yeh I get it
I don’t know about wifey
Bad bitch right beside me
I get high when I’m writing
We get high in this space ship all night lay with me driving
When she wrong I’ma right it
I beat it up like I’m Tyson
I beat it up like I’m Miley
I wanna make ’em mix Jazz
We ride past in that accent
The love life not crash it
Take me to yourself
‘fore a minute swear I see heaven
You wanna live it how I live it whip it like a chopper keep blasting it
Chop booty, keep dancing it
Dance club keep laughing it
Head right, hit fast it
Everybody start to gold diggin’
Ball hard, I’m a champion
Ball hard til the damage done
Live life ’til the day is done
Ball hard with my number one

[Hook]
Yeah yeah
Champion
I am a champion

[Beat Switch]

[Chorus 2]
Years I was Kawasaki
Oh yeah call me papi
Hell they can’t stop me, no way
I get the money, get it then I flip it now the City know it
Everybody talkin’ shit can’t make the head ’cause the roll it
I get the flowest
I get beating a flow to it
I get that real shit, real shit
Talking like oh yea
I get that dope cat, dope cats
Talking like old way
Remember them old ways
Lock out that door-way

[Verse 3]
‘member the days we used to keep the covers sleep on the floor way
Rain dance, rain dancing
Rich boy, play dazing
I can be raw let you ride here
Baby I’m slowly dying
Keeping your thoughts inside me
Keeping your thoughts inside me
Only think about it [?] in private
Keeping your thoughts beside me
Keeping your thoughts behind me
Yeah we ball, we riding
Baby, I’m slowly dying
Keeping your thoughts inside me
Keeping your thoughts inside me
Only think about it [?] in private
Keeping your thoughts inside me
Keeping your thoughts behind me

[Chorus 2]
Yeah, remember them old ways
Lock out that door-way
Years I was Kawasaki
Oh yeah call me papi
Hell yea can’t stop me
I get the money, get it then I flip it now the City know it
Everybody talkin’ shit can’t make the head ’cause the roll it
I get the flowest
I get beating a flow
I get that real shit, real shit
Talking like oh yea
I get that dope cat, dope cats
Talking like old way
Remember them old ways
Lock out that door-way

Bodega Bamz – Heartbreak Hotel

[Sample]
Good afternoon, thank you for calling award-winning hotel
This is Eeyore, how may I assist you?
Yes, um…

[Intro]
I’m on my way now
They say it could take me forever, man
Heartbreak Hotel though
Yeah, haha, word, yo

[Verse 1]
So do you need eyes just to cry now?
Should there be a "good" in "goodbye" now?
Is the world big enough to hide now
From yourself? Are you brave enough to try now?
So the pain eventually has to die now
Don’t let it be a wave then subside now
The truth is, we’d rather believe in lies now
Than accept what’s the truth deep inside now
And if it’s perfect, what would be the perfect endin’?
I don’t need perfect in a perfect settin’
All I need is real and what comes with it
And if you want good, bad comes with it
I’m that nigga now, "everybody knows you"
Told you, don’t let me hold you, just let me show you
I done been down this road, so I know the outcome
Whatever out, come in, close the door to your feelings
I’m a man, don’t judge me off emotions, baby
You my baby even if I don’t call you "baby"
You want the truth? Spill it; You want a heart? Fill it
The feelings change, so you say you must depart with it
And that’s the part I hate: when they forget the good
As you should, understand what you understood
Let me get this out my system

[Interlude]
How many rooms available in the Heartbreak Hotel?
Ok, when is it? How many nights? How many people?
If I could bring more with me, I would
Ok, I have a non-smoking double, you wanna book it?

[Bridge]
Ayo, sit back, relax, sip the Congac
Smile, think about it, laugh, don’t react, everything will pass
When you cross the finish line and the sweat dry off
Just remember that I told you so

[Verse 2]
Heartbreak Hotel, I’m here for a short stay
Money not needed by the way, by the way
It’s looking everybody got the same thing in common here
Even had Common here, J. Lo was a regular
She don’t mind it either, I’m walking past the Hollywood Hall
Seen Brad and Angelina, Martin and Gena
The Heartbreak Hotel got different sections
They keep the rappers and the singers and the actors separate
And if you not fully healed, then you can’t exit
Room service serve junk for depression
Party on my floor, I said "what up" to Tyga
Couple doors down, there go Rob and Blac Chyna
Kanye and Amber and Wiz just to name a few
Marc Anthony singing salsa, he made it too
Jumping on the couch in the lobby, it’s Tom Cruise
Mariah Carey looking scary
Nick Cannon wild’n out on con cierres
Heartbreak Hotel, you don’t bring luggage
You come here with worries and you leave here with nothin’
Enjoy your stay

[Outro]
What’s up, playboy?
You know I just got here, you know the reason I’m in here, man
She did?! Ah, man
Ayo, this my first time in here though, yo, like
I knew the Heartbreak Hotel existed, but damn!
I ain’t know so many motherfuckers was in here, B
Like, yo bro, I’m tryin’ to heal, man
And I order room service and they give me all this unhealthy shit, chocolates and all that
And there ain’t no drinks in the mini bar, man
This shit is like a rehab, bro
And, yo, I just seen Selena Gomez by the pool, bro
And I couldn’t even bag because they was saying it’s against policy, word
Niggas, yo, niggas deadass told me that Drake got the whole floor to himself, boy
Like he a reg – haha, the whole floor, boy, yeah
Nah, nah, I’m glad this hotel
I’m glad the Heartbreak Hotel free every night though, B
You pay with your pain, yo, you heard?
Nah but there ain’t no address so I can’t even give it to you bro
You gotta find it, bro, you just gotta find it
But yo, I’ma get right, man
Nah, nah, I’m not gon’ be that long
Short stay, man, short stay
I’ma see you soon, boy, one hunnid

gnash – Stargazing (feat. Vancouver Sleep Clinic)

[Hook: Vancouver]
I’ll make plans for us
I haven’t met you yet
I’m just laying here, gazing into the future
And I can’t wait for it

[Verse 1: Gnash]
I was thinking
We could take a drive
We could take a ride
Get a little high
We could stay the night
On the hood of my car, dancing under the stars
Thinking ’bout who we are in the light of the dark
These constellations are confirmation
That my constant patience has been worth it’s weight in gold
I can’t wait ’til we’re alone but until then we’re

[Pre-Hook: Gnash]
Stargazing
Stargazing
We’re stargazing
Stargazing
At the same stars tonight

[Hook: Vancouver]
I’ll make plans for us
I haven’t met you yet
I’m just laying here, gazing into the future
And I can’t wait for it

Young Dolph – 100 Shots (Bulletproof Album)

[Intro]
Yeah, it’s Dolph
Hey, bring me some Backwoods up outta there, homie and a cup of ice
And some rubber bands up outta there too, homie, yeah
It’s 3 PM, 80 degrees outside
I’m in somethin’ that go real fast, sittin’ outside the cornerstore
Six figure client, got no business in this area

[Verse 1]
If it ain’t one thing, it’s a motherfuckin’ ‘nother (goddamn)
We trapped together than that’s my motherfuckin’ brother (that’s my dog)
I pay her bills and buy her designer but I don’t love her (hey, what you need, lil’ mama?)
She just play her part when it’s time to smuggle (ayy, you ready?)
I pull up, pick up that bag, and burn rubber (skrrt)
I got a sweet tooth but I stay away from suckers (for real though)
Nobu in Malibu was my last supper (we eatin’ good)
I fucked her in rush hour traffic, Chris Tucker (haha, yeah)
Everybody screamin’ gang gang gang (gang)
Them folks come and get you, you gon’ tell on the whole gang (gang)
She said can she fuck me with my diamond chains?
If I ain’t in the bank, then I’m on the plane (yeah, hey)
‘Bout to go get some money or go spend some money (yeah)
They stopped me in the airport, had too many benjis on me (Franklins)
They don’t want you to live, they don’t want you to ball
Them pussies smile in your face, yeah, then they pray for you to fall, hey
Young nigga stay focused (yeah)
But I really want to crash (damn)
Think about where you at (okay)
Then think about your past (alright)
Yeah, I really came from shit (yeah)
But I won’t change for shit (nah)
My bitch say I’m stuck in my ways (yeah)
My wrist say I been getting paid (yeah)

[Chorus]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
Me and my niggas pull up in a hundred drops (skrrt)
My role model used to get a hundred blocks (hey)
Street niggas in a tuxedo, we the mob (yeah)

[Verse 2]
She looked at my watch too long, now she see stars (blow, blow)
I got so high last night I did a show on Mars (woo)
Your bitch ate my dick, I caught her on them bars (Xanax)
My pinky ring extra large (yeah)
Foreigns all in the garage
Remember my first menage (yeah)
Yeah, Tori and Brittany (yup)
I’m shoppin’ for diamonds at Tiffany’s (Tiffany’s)
No, I don’t got no sympathy (nah)
She blew my whistle like a referee (wet)
Broke black nigga, remember me? (Hey)
Until I found out that recipe (yeah, woo)
Started getting about ten a week (yeah)
Finger on the trigger when I sleep (yup)
Yeah, nigga, I rather you than me (yeah)
Backseat, smokin’ good weed (gelato)

[Chorus]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?

[Verse 3]
You not welcome at my trap if you don’t shop (ayy, get out, bro)
Before you come through that back door you better knock (ayy, get the door)
They been waitin’ on this gangster shit to drop (bulletproof)
Even them fuck niggas that wish I could be stopped (hey, hey)
How many dicks you sucked to get that couple million? (Hahaha)
Self made millionaire, oh what a feelin’ (yeah, yeah)
My niggas came from dealin’ (ayy)
Fuck nigga get out your feelings (ayy)
Your bitch gave me sexual healin’ (woo)
Guess who just walked in the buildin’? (It’s Dolph)
Came out with six bitches (wet)
My uncle said that’s pimpin’
My diamonds always hittin’ (uh)
You lookin’ for your bitch, she with me nigga, she ain’t missin’ (nah)
I told you fuck nigga stay out my way, but you didn’t listen (stupid ass niggas, yeah)
Big rocks, in my watch (hey, hey, in my watch)
And we put extensions in all of the Glocks (haha)

[Chorus]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?
Yeah, it’s Dolph
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?

Young Dolph – In Charlotte (Bulletproof Album)

[Intro]
What watch should I put on though? (Yeah)
Ayy, what car should I drive today?
Ayy, somebody roll up a blunt
Yeah, big money shit
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you

[Verse 1]
Million dollars cash, all twenties in the closet (millions)
Bought a short bus because my ice game retarded (damn)
Self-made millionaire, now I’m labelled a target (it’s Dolph)
Fucked that bitch and put her out ’cause her pussy was garbage (get out)
Yeah, them bitches bad so I pass ’em to my lil’ niggas (ditch you)
They wanna act up so I pass them boys to the hitters (bitch)
Don’t ask me why they mad, I don’t know, I’m gettin’ too much scrilla (I don’t know)
My bank account got big and my head got even bigger (even bigger)
White Audemar, gold bracelet, big rocks (big rocks)
A whole month straight ain’t been bumpin’ shit but Pac (hey)
Coogi sweater on, R.I.P. B-I-G (Biggie!)
I just left LA on the way to NYC

[Chorus]
Call me water boy ’cause I’m drippin’ all this water (water)
Met her down in Florida but I fucked that bitch in Charlotte (thot)
Born a dope boy, never wanted to go to college (fuck that)
Bad Puerto Rican, New York bitch, met her in Starlets (Starlets, huh)
I shut down the party, I shut down the party (party, party)
Went and parked the ‘Rari then I go jump on the Harley (yeah)
Pull up, go and throw a dub at Cameo in Charlotte (Charlotte)
I shut down the party, I shut down the party (party, party)

[Interlude: Young Dolph & Man]
Goddamn, man. Who the fuck is this? Hello?
Hello, hello, hold up. Are y’all straight, bruh?
Yeah, wassup, bruh?
Ayy, y’all straight, you straight?. Man, what the fuck happened man? We heard about this shit, what the fuck happened up there, man? What y’all got going on? Huh?
That nigga shot all the motherfuckin’ bullets, man, ain’t hit shit. Stupid ass nigga

[Verse 2]
Just ’cause my money keep runnin’ like Forrest Gump (run it up)
I got niggas hate me like I’m Donald Trump (damn)
Where I’m from you don’t make it to see 21 (shit)
That’s why all these young niggas ridin’ ’round with their gun (blow)
Front page newspaper, number one topic (it’s Dolph)
Niggas mad at Dolph Obama just ’cause I’m the hottest
Can’t nobody stop me, man my neck so rocky
Said she seen Flippa dancin’ and that’s how she spot me (ha)
Two things that I just can’t respect (what’s that?)
A fuck nigga and a lyin’ ass bitch (yeah, me neither, bruh)
That lil’ nigga keep on runnin’ up that check (run it up)
I gave my dogs the recipe to get rich (go get the money)
They started shootin’, we didn’t even break a sweat (ha)
April Fools, the trick’s on you bitch (April Fool’s)
You playin’ checkers lil’ boy, I’m playin’ chess (bullshit)
I just scored again boy, all nets (hey, hey)
Paper Route, we got now and next (for real)
That’s a motherfuckin’ mansion ’round my neck (for real)
I’m in a Chevelle, but the motor it came out a Vette
I might sign with DJ Khaled, because we the best, hah (why?)

[Chorus]
Call me water boy ’cause I’m drippin’ all this water (water)
Met her down in Florida but I fucked that bitch in Charlotte (thot)
Born a dope boy, never wanted to go to college (fuck that)
Bad Puerto Rican, New York bitch, met her in Starlets (Starlets, huh)
I shut down the party, I shut down the party (party, party)
Went and parked the ‘Rari then I go jump on the Harley (yeah)
Pull up, go and throw a dub at Cameo in Charlotte (Charlotte)
I shut down the party, I shut down the party (party, party)

Young Dolph – But I’m Bulletproof (Bulletproof Album)

[Intro]
Ay, put all them hunnids in a shoebox
Put all them twenties in a bag (ayy)
Niggas can’t see me, man
I know you hate this shit
Niggas can’t touch me

[Chorus]
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)
Bad bitch, lil’ mama pussy drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)
Catch ’em at the red light and leave ’em drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

[Verse 1]
Bulletproof vest, Bently around my neck ( a check)
I put the Dracos up, bought out the carbons and the techs (ammo)
Tattoo on her thigh and it say slippery when wet (slippery when wet)
I just fucked this rich bitch, we had million dollar sex (hey)
Can’t get shot by Cupid so I fucked her with my vest (huh)
Only thing can make me move is dead presidents (ayy)
Lil’ nigga droppin’ swag all over your television (uh)
I like her ’cause when we first met, she act sadity (yeah, yeah)
I fucked a girl and passed that bitch just like a frisbee (yeah, yeah)
I got some niggas sellin’ Bobby and sellin’ Whitney (uh-huh)
I got some niggas still robbin’, they addicted (uh)

[Pre-Chorus]
Dead man, I be dead fresh (fresh as fuck, ayy)
Bad bitch, lil’ mama pussy drippin’ wet (drippin’, drippin’)
I’ma die ’bout my money, power, and respect (ayy)
Just count 3 million cash in my bulletproof vest (ha, yeah)

[Chorus]
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)
Bad bitch, lil’ mama pussy drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)
Catch ’em at the red light and leave ’em drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)

[Verse 2]
(Hey who is that?)
Movin’ like the President (it’s Dolph)
Cameras at the residence (Dolph)
Niggas said that they got hittas but ain’t nun’ hitta hit shit (ha)
Four niggas in the Maybach but we got 5 blunts lit, yeah
Half a mil on me right now and two hunnid of it on my wrist (guess what)
You go hard in that trap, lil’ nigga you can shine like this (for real)
Bad bitches on my guest list, fuck niggas on my hit list
Drop top with a mixed bitch, pop, pop now we don’t miss
Ha, I spent 30 at Gucci (Chicago)
Spent a dub at Louis (in New York)
10 at Chanel (Miami)
A dub at YSL ( LA)
Got a rose gold patty and a bus down (blow)
I’m super fly when I touchdown

[Pre-Chorus]
Dead man, I be dead fresh (fresh as fuck, ayy)
Bad bitch, lil’ mama pussy drippin’ wet (drippin’, drippin’)
I’ma die about my money, power, and respect (ayy)
Just count 3 million cash in my bulletproof vest (ha, yeah)

[Chorus]
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)
All of this ice on me, it got me drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)
Bad bitch, lil’ mama pussy drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)
Catch ’em at the red light and leave ’em drippin’ wet (drippin’ wet)

Young Dolph – So Fuk’em (Bulletproof Album)

[Verse 1]
Me and my lil’ bitch just fucked another bitch (what? Huh)
Me and my niggas just hit another lick (another lick)
I’m with the same gang that I started with (gang, gang)
It’s ’til death do us part, you little bitch (la familia)
I send all my side bitches to go buy all my choppas (woah)
Put my trap house in they name, they do it with no problem (woah)
Got a fine OG bitch, she still like to wear Prada (Prada)
38 years old and she look just like a model (she bad)
She kept it so real that I put her in a Drizzop (drop)
Yeah, that boy went corporate but he straight up off the Blizzock (block)
Meet me at the top, the realist advice I can give you is to never stop (ey, never)
They ask me for the key because I got this shit on lock (yeah)
Me and 40 bad bitches smokin’ on a yacht (it’s Dolph)
I’m programmed to get money everyday like a robot (it’s Dolph)
I know you think I’m fuckin’ with these bitches but I’m not (not)
Nah lil’ mama, I’m not

[Chorus]
Ever since a minor I been all about my business (straight up)
I might lie to you sometimes ’cause I care ’bout your feelings (sorry)
Nah, I don’t love her (nah)
Yeah, I prolly fucked her (yeah)
Nah, I don’t like her (nah)
Baby, I just one night her (ayy)
Fuck ’em, fuck ’em, fuck ’em, fuck ’em
Fuck ’em, fuck ’em, fuck ’em
None of these niggas, I don’t trust ’em
Trust ’em, trust ’em, trust ’em, trust ’em
Trust ’em, trust ’em, fuck ’em

[Verse 2]
If he ain’t hustler, fuck ’em (fuck ’em)
None of these niggas I don’t trust ’em (fuck ’em)
Done worked too hard out here
For you to run off here and fuck ’em (fuck ’em)
Fucking with this bad bitch one night and got in trouble (damn)
Flyin’ down the E-way on that codeine seein’ double (yeah)
I lie because I didn’t know her name bae, I just fucked her (sorry)
Fucked her one time in the the car, bae, that bitch don’t mean nothin’ (sorry)
Might pop up in yo hood and flood yo trap to flex my muscles (trap)
Drinkin’ promethazine and eatin’ crab, legs and oysters
That’s yo friend but he don’t wanna grow so leave him ‘lone (fuck ’em)
The only thing that he can do from there is bring you down (fuck ’em)
She your friend but that bitch mad you got a real nigga (fuck ’em)
All this shit that we been through and I’m still out here witcha, it’s Dolph

[Chorus]
Ever since a minor I been all about my business (straight up)
I might lie to you sometimes ’cause I care ’bout your feelings (sorry)
Nah, I don’t love her (nah)
Yeah, I prolly fucked her (yeah)
Nah, I don’t like her (nah)
Baby, I just one night her (ayy)
Fuck ’em, fuck ’em, fuck ’em, fuck ’em
Fuck ’em, fuck ’em, fuck ’em
None of these niggas, I don’t trust ’em
Trust ’em, trust ’em, trust ’em, trust ’em
Trust ’em, trust ’em, fuck ’em

Young Dolph – All Of Them (Bulletproof Album)

[Intro]
(Zaytoven)
Street shit, yeah

[Chorus]
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (drug dealers)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (for real, drug dealers)
Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (damn, ha, yeah)
But she fell in love with a drug dealer (woo)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (drug dealers)
All the ratchet bitches love drug dealers
All the savage bitches love drug dealers (haha, yeah)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (ayy, who that?)

[Verse 1]
Pull up in somethin’ that go real, real fast (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, zoom)
She got mad when I ask that’s a real ass (haha, this ain’t real)
It’s that real glass, smokin’ real gas (yeah, yeah)
Don’t pull up at the spot unless you spendin’ real cash
Turn the box Chevy to a 9/11 (switch it up)
Hundred thousand, all 20’s in the mattress (dope boy)
A half-a-million, all 100’s in the attic (trap, trap)
All I see is money, two stacks for these glasses (don’t play with me)
I called my bitch lil’ bitch RiRi, she say she a savage (yeah)
Put the dick up in her, have her singin’ like she Gladys
My young bitch think she Trina, she swear she the baddest (huh)
A good girl can’t wait to give a drug dealer, don’t panic, yeah

[Chorus]
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (drug dealers)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (for real, drug dealers)
Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (damn, ha, yeah)
But she fell in love with a drug dealer (woo)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (drug dealers)
All the ratchet bitches love drug dealers
All the savage bitches love drug dealers (haha, yeah)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers

[Bridge]
I’m just a trap nigga (trap)
My son a trap baby (trap, trap)
I’m just a trap nigga (trap)
My son a trap baby (trap, trap)
I’m just a trap nigga (trap)
My son a trap baby (trap)
My girl my trap bitch (trap)
I mean my trap lady (ayy)

[Verse 2]
Runnin’ niggas out the game ’cause they out-dated (watch out)
Now they ain’t give it to me, yeah, I had to take it (nah, gimme that)
First I got a sack, then ran up a bag (yeah, woo)
Young niggas run the hood, and we won’t give it back (yeah)
Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (drug dealers)
Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (drug dealers)
Now she out here hidin’ dope and holdin’ pistols (haha, damn)
Tryna be just like her best friend and her sister (ha, yeah)

[Chorus]
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (drug dealers)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (for real, drug dealers)
Mama told her stay away from them drug dealers (damn, ha, yeah)
But she fell in love with a drug dealer (woo)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (drug dealers)
All the ratchet bitches love drug dealers
All the savage bitches love drug dealers (haha, yeah)
All the pretty bitches love drug dealers (ayy, who that?)

Young Dolph – I’m So Real (Bulletproof Album)

[Chorus]
I’m so real (I’m so real)
You so fake (you so fake)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
Y-you a snake (you a snake)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)
I’m so real (I’m so real)
You so fake (you so fake, haha)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
You a snake (you a snake)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)

[Verse 1]
My bitch looked at me and said, "Nigga you too real" (thank you, babe)
"Why you drink so much codeine?" Bitch, because I’m ill (ill)
Thirty-thousand in Neiman Marcus, I dress to kill (swag)
She suck that thang so good, I had to tell that girl to yield (hey, slow down)
I do what I wanna so I only chase commas (M’s)
I do what I wanna so I smoke too much marijuana (yeah)
Three bitches, one me, it’s a royal rumble (oh)
Money don’t mean shit to me, so that’s why I’m so humble (so humble)
I mean that’s why I’m so real, thirty days boy (real)
I just made a whole meal (yeah, yeah)
Go get you some real money, wash everybody’s chains (it’s crazy)
Go look in the mirror, nigga, I ain’t got shit to explain (ayy)

[Chorus]
I’m so real (I’m so real)
You so fake (you so fake)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
Y-you a snake (you a snake)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)
I’m so real (I’m so real)
You so fake (you so fake, haha)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
You a snake (you a snake)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)

[Verse 2]
(Hey, what up?)
I see straight through you (I see straight through you)
I’m cow manure (I’m the shit)
She too drunk to drive, called that bitch a Uber (ayy, call that bitch a ride)
You need to fire them and hire some more shooters (shooters)
If you ain’t realized it yet, you a loser (capital L)
Two-toned patty with the big boogers (icy)
Rich niggas still runnin’ ’round them hoodlums (yeah)
Danny Boy shine (yeah), she look at their face (what time is it?)
Damn, it’s perfect timin’ (yeah)
Just had another baby (hey, hey, hey)
Waitin’ on me to give him somethin’, he can keep waitin’ (I swear)
Or wait for me to turn into a fake nigga, you can keep waitin’ (waitin’)
I’m-I’m too real (I’m too real), what’s the deal? (You too fake)
Fuck your deal (hahaha, yeah)

[Chorus]
I’m so real (I’m so real)
You so fake (you so fake)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
Y-you a snake (you a snake)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)
I’m so real (I’m so real)
You so fake (you so fake, haha)
See straight through you (see straight through you)
You a snake (you a snake)
If I don’t get paid, then I can’t participate (hell naw)
Yesterday I fucked my bitch on the lake (on the lake)