The Gregory Brothers – Those Balls Are Perfect Lyrics

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To me, those balls are perfect
I can only speak for myself
I don’t want anyone touchin’ the balls
Rubbin’ the balls
To me, those balls are perfect

Some guys like ’em round and some guys like ’em thin
Some guys like old balls, new balls, they’re all different
So you gotta feel ’em and you gotta squeeze ’em
To me, those balls are all perfect

I choose the balls that I want
You know, I grip it, I grab it, I feel the lace, I feel the leather
I wouldn’t want anyone touchin’ the balls
Um, I would zip those things up and lock ’em away

Some days one ball may feel good
The next day, it may not
I want to be very familiar with the equipment that I’m using
This isn’t ISIS
No one’s dying, but this is a very important thing

Because to me, those balls are perfect
I can only speak for myself
I don’t want anyone touchin’ the balls
Rubbin’ the balls
To me, those balls are perfect

Some guys like ’em round and some guys like ’em thin
Some guys like old balls, new balls, they’re all different
So you gotta feel ’em and you gotta squeeze ’em
To me, those balls are all perfect

You gotta feel ’em (You gotta feel ’em)
And you gotta squeeze ’em (You gotta squeeze ’em)
To me, those balls are all perfect
You gotta feel ’em (You gotta feel ’em)
And you gotta squeeze ’em (You gotta squeeze ’em)
To me, those balls are all perfect

You know, I grip it, I grab it
I grab it, I grip it
To me, those balls are all perfect
Zip those things up
Zip those up and lock ’em away
To me, those balls are all perfect

Frank Ocean – DHL Lyrics

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[Intro]
Love that I, love that I give
That is not all that I give up
Uh, uh-huh
Love that I, love that I give
Uh-huh, uh-huh, huh
That is not all that I give up

[Verse 1]
Look at them shakes, uh-huh
Made up a dance
How come you shook?
But I ain’t took out my hands
Beans, Starbucks, starstruck
Bitch comin’ soon, yeah, that’s ’cause you suck, yeah
(Suck me off, suck me off, suck me off
Suck me off, suck me off, suck me off)
That’s comin’ soon, yeah (Suck my dick, huh)
I’m in my bag
I’m in my bag, stay on alert
I’m going on-stage, ’cause all of my chains diving deep off
Findin’ the key, put it in, Kawasaki
Totin’ that Amazon (Amazon)
Shit like 6’5″ (Shit like 6’5″)
Take back, rewind, now I rewind
Ooh, ooh, baby be mine (Baby be mine)
Ooh, ooh, baby be mine

[Chorus]
Got a pack, came from DHL
Just got up with a pack
Got a pack, came from DHL
Just got up like a pill
Got a pack, fuckin’ with Saturday night chill
Just got up off of on a pack (I got a pack)
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
I got a pack, came from DHL
I got a shot at the pill
I got a pack, came from DHL
Just got up on a pill
Count it up

[Verse 2]
Niggas think it’s new, it ain’t new, boy
Old files just turned two, yeah, flu, yeah
Still sound like it’s comin’ soon, comin’ soon, yeah
Still sound like it’s comin’ soon, tell the truth
Boy toy suck me like a Hoover, like a Hoover
Boy toy ride me like a Uber, like the Uber
Smiley face, factory casing, ain’t buss it down, yeah
I laugh and I forgave it, violations, ain’t seen ’em around, yeah
Could test it, wavy pool, sit behind the pool
I’m tellin’ the truth, bro
Remind me of trade, brushin’ his waves
Shit look like ramen noodles
Fuck, this shit sound like it’s comin’ soon, comin’ soon, bro
And it still sound like it’s comin’ soon, comin’ soon
New files sittin’ on my drive, nothin’ new, yeah
New vibes and I can’t get down, what you do, yeah
New vibes, really can’t get down to the pool, yeah
New gliss sittin’ on the cyst, on my wrist, yeah
New bitch ridin’ on my dick like a kick, yeah
All in the day and I paid for the studio rate, instead of the rent, yeah
Now I can hang in this bitch every day waitin’ for some inspiration to hit me
Look like I’m dressed for a hike but I really look like I’m in Paris and shit, yeah
Look like I’m dressed for a camp ’cause I’m pitchin’ up that, like I’m pitchin’ a tent, yeah
This ain’t no fuckin’ hopes and dreams, prophecy
All these sleeve wafers and the coffee bean
Roman numerals, niggas wanna buy me, we exposed
Double D’s exposed, throw some beats
Fuckin’ these hoes, leave, now my fuckin’ floor stores
Move me slow, yes
Roofie tea, ice ecstasy, rollin’
You seen my bag, it’s swollen, I want more, I can’t even fold it
I drop you a pin like I’m bowling
You want it so now you my opponent
Breakfast and dinner is plenty, we spend all that time alone, alone
Watchin’ the clouds roll, woah

[Chorus]
I got a pack, came from the DHL
Just got up with a pack
I got a pack, came from the DHL
Just got up with a pack
I got a pack, oh, a pack, yeah
Just got up with a pack
I got a pack, oh, DHL
Just got up on a pill
There it is woo
I got a pack, came from the DHL
Just got up with a pack
I got a pack, came out with DHL
Chick just came up with a pack
I got a pack, came out with DHL
Chick just got up with a pack
I got a pack, over at DHL
Chick just got up with a pack

[Outro]
Independent jug, sellin’ records out the trunk
I’m already rich as fuck so the products in the front
Got my partner in the front, been my BF for a month
But we been fuckin’ from the jump

G-Eazy – A Very Strange Time Lyrics

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[Intro]
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind? (Haha)
Yeah

[Verse 1]
It’s somewhere offshore, it’s somewhere on tour
The show must go on ’cause they want an encore
I should be happy here, but I always want more
Mom’s house is in escrow, shut the front door
The fuck is my life?
Feel like the Joker holdin’ Harley Quinn
I’d probably do it all again if I could start again
Life gets a little weird here in artist land
While I’m watchin’ the world burn holdin’ Marlon’s hand
The narrator ain’t have time for a wife
Said you met me at a very strange time in my life
We could’ve made this all work if the timing was right
It ain’t 2009 no more, when I was rhymin’ with Cyph
Life is different, reminiscin’ when the lifestyle was simple
When all we needed was an eighth and a Four Loko to get you
But it was never enough, I had to fly through that window
Aim the highest, live the fastest, she couldn’t live at my tempo
But here we are

[Chorus]
Where is my mind? (Uh)
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind? (Yeah)
Tryna hold on before I explode
Might have got lost on this yellow brick road
Where is my mind? (Yeah, uh)

[Verse 2]
Lot of, “Who you love most?”
While you look ’em in the face though
When the world is burning, saying, “Everything’ll be okay, though”
Hardest thing to do, feel like my word is made of Play-Doh
In a world of yes men, it’s been getting harder to say no
They’ll never understand if they tried to rip apart this
Most managers won’t understand the lifestyle of an artist
The price you pay, they’ll never comprehend what it charges
It’s hard to find a light here, but it’s solace in this darkness
Lose my mind on occasion, tend to misplace it
I try to white out my problems, never erased it
I threw a whole lot away while just getting wasted
Some demons hide in plain sight, I still never faced it, but fuck it
This time I’ll look the other way
My destiny manifested is where I’m at today
And this is the game that I always loved to play
I’m where I’m supposed to be and I wouldn’t have it another way
You know?

[Chorus]
Where is my mind? (Uh)
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind? (Yeah)
Tryna hold on before I explode
Might have got lost on this yellow brick road
Where is my mind?

[Interlude]
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind?

[Chorus]
Where is my mind? (Uh)
Where is my mind?
Where is my mind? (Yeah)
Tryna hold on before I explode
Might have got lost on this yellow brick road
Where is my mind?

Juice WRLD – Murder Rate Lyrics

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[Intro: Future]
Wheezy outta here

[Chorus]
Yeah
I get higher than the murder rate (Huh, yeah)
Shut the fuck up, I can’t concentrate (Huh, shit, yeah)
If you try me today, you gon’ die today
On my knees, I been praying for better days
I don’t mean an assist, tryna fade away (Hoo, shit)
Yeah, I be up working all night and days
Your bitch swallow my dick, said she proud of me
No, I don’t mean that bitch is surrounding me
Ain’t no know me I won’t ever change up
All my niggas, they really stay down for me
Double R, I should be in a Range Rove’
I’ma pull up, I’m doing a high speed

[Verse 1]
Weezy F made it, I’m finna kill it, go ahead and bury it
I got my gun, I’ma Mariah Carey it
I love the money so much I’ma marry it
Don’t know how to act, I feel like a barbarian
He don’t want beef, that nigga vegetarian
Gun with a silencer like a librarian
I be the reason all these bitches staring
She swallows my kids, not good at parenting
Pay me a hundred-fifty for appearances
I got a Lamborghini from the dealership
If I don’t buy a car I put it on my wrist (Bling, bling)
Rocking red just like Popovich
Shooting no stock ain’t nobody stopping it
They pocket watching ain’t nobody [?]
[?] MAC-11 with the cooling kit (Ooh)
My niggas coming for you (Ooh)
My niggas coming for you (Ooh)
Ain’t no telling what they gon’ do
Catch ya at the red light, pull up, vroom
She ride my dick like a witch on a broom
When he walked in, we smell bitch in the room
Ayy, shoot that dude
Brah-brah-brah coming out that tool

[Chorus]
Yeah
I get higher than the murder rate (Huh, yeah)
Shut the fuck up, I can’t concentrate (Huh, shit, yeah)
If you try me today, you gon’ die today
On my knees, I been praying for better days
I don’t mean an assist, tryna fade away (Hoo, shit)
Yeah, I be up working all night and days
Your bitch swallow my dick, said she proud of me
No, I don’t mean that bitch is surrounding me
Ain’t no know me I won’t ever change up
All my niggas, they really stay down for me
Double R, I should be in a Range Rove’
I’ma pull up, I’m doing a high speed

[Open Verse]

K CAMP – Homecoming Freestyle Lyrics

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[Intro]
Yeah
Haha, these niggas was playin’ with Camp, for real
Fuck wrong with these niggas?
Ha, these niggas got they style from me, fool
Yeah (King of the Vibes)

[Verse]
Woke up to some tweets about a homecoming (What?)
While I’m readin’ all this fuck shit, I’m still thumbin’ (Brr)
Still gunnin’, I got racks, split it with the guys (Guys)
I swear these niggas, they gon’ hate it when a nigga rise
I got a pretty bitch named Nina, keep her on my side (Fuck)
No, I ain’t have to cop the Lamb, but I just love to glide (Ooh)
These pussy niggas prolly hatin’ cause I’m inside
They baby mama, I’ma truck it just like Roll Tide (Truck it)
I’m fully loaded, I’ma shoot it ’til the clip gone (Brr)
These niggas fuck with me from L.A. down to Bowen Homes
And R.I.P. (Woo)
I went from broke to fat pockets, look at me (What?)
I fuck with Texas, give no fucks ’bout PV (What?)
I used to hustle, used to pass out CDs (What?)
Broke niggas watchin’, I’m just prayin’ that they pleased (What?)
How I never let ’em play me? (Nah)
I get big bread, I ain’t gotta say, “Cheese” (Fuck ’em)
Niggas rather post a pic and hide behind the keys (Fuck ’em)
Niggas talkin’ hits, bitch, I got a few of these (Fuck ’em)
I am the culture, I’m the nigga that they sound like (Yeah)
Most these niggas in the game, they just my sound bytes (Facts)
Kiss 5 comin’ soon, what that sound like? (Heat)
Niggas say I ain’t the G.O.A.T., well, that don’t sound right
Niggas always runnin’ ’round sayin’ I’m slept on
Balenciagas on my feet, bitch, don’t get stepped on
Last year, I lost my daughter, do you know the pain?
But y’all don’t know ’cause I don’t let y’all in on everything (Nah)
It’s been plenty sunny days that I just pray it rain (Yeah)
Yeah, I been goin’ through some shit, the devil on my brain (Yeah)
Put plenty niggas in positions, then they switched sides
It’s alright, I’m still poppin’ like a fish fry
I’m too live, threw some rings on my fist, why?
So you can see them diamonds when I tell your bitch, “Bye”
I miss my granddaddy, Charles, he died earlier this year (Yeah)
At the funeral, and I ain’t even drop a tear
‘Cause I was numb to the pain, I was numb to the hurt (Hurt)
Prayin’ to my grandma, and she told me, “It’s gon’ work” (Grandma)
Told me, “Keep on workin’,” told me, “Step on niggas’ necks” (Necks)
And she in Heaven too, angels on me, yes, I’m blessed (Blessed)
Holdin’ all the weight, I put the pressure on my chest (Yeah)
I’d be lyin’ to you if I said I wasn’t stressed (Yeah)
The money still comin’ so I’m good, ho (Good)
Born in Milwaukee, I still put on for the hood, ho (Yeah)
But the north side raised me, can’t forget that (Yeah)
And I’ma shit on every nigga, just for get-back (Yeah)
Remember how y’all treated me, I won’t forget that (Yeah)
I was fucked up, tryna get a hit back (Yeah)
When I got hits on every project that I dropped, though (Yeah)
And with that homecoming money, I’ma shop, ho (Yeah)
And buy your bitch AMIRIs (Let’s go)
These niggas never mind they business, call ’em Siri (Woo)
I just pray, before I die, these niggas hear me (Niggas hear me)
These niggas broke and they contagious, don’t come near me (Yeah)
Y’all don’t want me on a feature, do you fear me? (Yeah)
Through these Gucci readin’ glasses, I see clearly
Through these Gucci readin’ glasses, I see clearly
And I love all my fans so dearly

[Outro]
Shoutout to my Texas fans
Shoutout to everybody that was talkin’ shit in my, uh, my Twitter this weekend, y’all inspired this shit
I love when I get enough inspiration to go rap, like, right on point
You know what I’m sayin’?
Please keep the hate up ’cause as long as you hate, the money gon’, uh, increase, so, uh, thank you
Good night

G-Eazy – I Wanna Rock Lyrics

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[Intro: G-Eazy]
Yeah
Young Gerry, it’s gettin’ scary
Oh

[Chorus: G-Eazy]
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
1da finna let the raw bass drop (Uh)

[Post-Chorus: G-Eazy]
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then

[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
I don’t want friends, I just want M’s (M’s)
I don’t follow trends, I just follow tens (Tens)
Every other week I’ma make a M (M)
I told her, if you make it hard turn it to a ten (Ten)
I’m the type to drop the top while she gives me top
Still the white boy in the club that can’t Milly Rock (Rock)
Still the same and I made a milli of a pop (Pop)
Come to the land of the hyphy, I’m a juggernaut (Juggernaut)
I don’t fuck with Xans, I grew up on Pac (Grew up on Pac)
I get love in Houston the way I rap a lot (I rap a lot)
I don’t eat bacon, I don’t fuck with cops
If I kill the best alive, then it’s suicide
May 24th, I’m a Gemini (I’m a Gemini)
Not a one hit wonder, this is why I’m hot (Why I’m hot)
No Limit, all I got is Me, Myself & I
When I said it’s her and I, that shit was a lie (Yup)

[Chorus: G-Eazy]
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
1da finna let the raw bass drop (Uh)

[Post-Chorus: G-Eazy]
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then

[Verse 2: Gunna]
I feel better that I made it in
Louis sweater on my new bitch, she Canadian (Canadian)
We gon’ let the haters hate again (Hate again)
Top blown, while we speedin’ in the latest Benz (Latest Benz)
Latest Benz, Mercedes-Benz (Mercedes-Benz)
Go under, she said ain’t nobody better than (Better than)
She give me head, make me feel like the president (The president)
I’m cumming while I’m thumbing through these presidents
Pay me cash or what (What)
Gunna in his bag, and this watch cost a car (Car)
Gotta shine like a star (Shine)
We above all the law (law)
Way too many drugs, I do not trust a cop (Nah)
I ran into the plug and I’m not running off (Off)
I love my niggas all so my mom made it, boss (Yeah)
No, we’re not showing love, it’s a line you did cross (Cross)
None of my bitches scrubs, this is dyin’, this is tough (Tough)
They dissin’, they playin’ with us and you dyin’, nigga, caught (Caught)
I’m feelin’ lil’ shawty love, you can find what you want (Want)
I might just spend a lil’ dub, I keep mine in the vault (Vault)
We livin’ it for the club, I be flyin’ like a hawk
Flyin’ like a hawk (Yeah)

[Chorus: G-Eazy]
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
1da finna let the raw bass drop (Uh)

[Post-Chorus: G-Eazy]
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then

[Verse 3: G-Eazy]
I don’t fake to Funk when I fuckin’ flex
Keep it 97, I’m a hundred when I’m at your neck (Yeah)
Still ain’t forget what the fuck you said
You were lyin’, you were sleepin’ on that dirty bed
Old head, man, I’m gettin’ more bread
Hatin’ on a young kid, man that shit is so dead (Uh)
Fuck what a hoe said
Sniff a line off my dick, that’s what I call a cokehead (Ooo)
Feel better, you can hate me then
If everybody real, what that make me then?
Found out I was a star ’round nine or 10 (nine or 10)
And shit ain’t really been the same ever since
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
Run all the way back when I face opps (Opps)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
Boi-1da finna let the raw bass drop (Uh)

[Chorus: G-Eazy]
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
I wanna rock, I wanna rock (Rock)
1da finna let the raw bass drop (Uh)

[Post-Chorus: G-Eazy]
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then
If you feel better, you can hate me then

Russ – BEST ON EARTH Lyrics

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[Chorus: Russ & BIA]
Like the way she work, ayy
She always puts me first, ayy
And I know I’ve been around
But I swear you got the best on earth, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, I got drip on the floor and it’s gettin’ nasty
He ain’t keepin’ his hands up off my asscheeks
I got somethin’ to give him and if he asks me
I’m not feelin’ up, baby, I let him gas me

[Verse 1: Russ]
Yeah
Her ass fatter than fat and she got good throat
Sit that cad on my lap, I give it good strokes
I might have to fly her out to Mikanos
Or maybe to Japan so I can hit her like I’m Ichiro
She knows what the fuck is up, I ain’t gotta dumb it down
Tatted like Rihanna, pussy singing like it’s run-of-town
I love it, she’s a freak
I promise if I could, I’d fuck her seven days a week
Face from the middle east, ass from the west indies
Suckin’ the soul up out of my body, rest in peace
Head got me wobblin’
She know I got cameras, she say we should vlog it
I know she got stamina, she say start joggin’, yeah

[Chorus: Russ & BIA]
Like the way she work, ayy
She always puts me first, ayy
And I know I’ve been around
But I swear you got the best on earth, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, I got drip on the floor and it’s gettin’ nasty
He ain’t keepin’ his hands up off my asscheeks
I got somethin’ to give him and if he asks me (Uh)
I’m not feelin’ up, baby, I let him gas me (Uh)

[Verse 2: BIA]
Light me up, light me up
I done seen the whole world and they knowin’ ain’t hot as us
Bankrolls, dank roll, they ain’t really as loud as us
I be hopin’ that it’s love but it really just be the lust
Anything Fort Rush now, it’s [?] on the touchdown
It’s a cold world, get a bust down
How you get my mind before my body and my trust now?
He say life is too short and we should fuck now
I think I’m finna break him, it’s gon’ be quick
He know I ride that dick ’til I get seasick
Wavy lil’ bitch to talk that east shit
Nasty but don’t put nothin’ past me
Now I got the pussy and the power if you ask me

[Chorus: Russ & BIA]
Like the way she work, ayy
She always puts me first, ayy
And I know I’ve been around
But I swear you got the best on earth, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, I got drip on the floor and it’s gettin’ nasty
He ain’t keepin’ his hands up off my asscheeks
I got somethin’ to give him and if he asks me
I’m not feelin’ up, baby, I let him gas me

Beck – Uneventful Days Lyrics

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Uneventful days, uneventful nights
Living in that dark, waiting for the light
Caught up in these neverending battle lines
Everything has changed and nothing feels right

I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know it’s gone
I know, I know, I know it’s gone
Ooh yeah

Neverending days, neverending nights
Everything I say, I know I can’t get right
Let me (?) every morning that light
You might know my name, you don’t know my mind

I don’t even know what’s wrong (the days without you)
Only ten minutes to go (leave me cold and alone)
I don’t even know now
Found my way without you (no no no)
I don’t even know now (oh, gonna leave me alone)

Uneventful days, uneventful nights
Living in that dark, waiting for the light
Nothing you could say could make it come to light
I don’t have a way to make you change your mind

I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know it’s gone
I know, I know, I know
It’s gone
Yeah

Neverending days, neverending nights
Time is moving slow, I don’t even mind
Let me (?) every morning that light

Got nowhere to go, got nowhere to fight

?? gonna work now
??
?
Nothing but a low down, let down
Why don’t I get down, left down
??
In and out of love all night

Neverending days, neverending nights
Everything I do, you know I don’t do right
I’ve been waiting around all night
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

​twenty one pilots – The Hype (Berlin) Lyrics

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[Intro]
(Hype)

[Verse 1]
Sometimes I feel cold, even paralyzed
My interior world needs to sanitize
It might take some friends and a warmer shirt
But you don’t get thick skin without getting burnt

[Chorus]
Nice to know my kind will be on my side
I don’t believe the hype
And you know you’re a terrible sight
But you’ll be just fine
Just don’t believe the hype

[Post-Chorus]
Just don’t believe the hype
Take it from me, you’ll be with your kind, yeah
Just don’t believe the hype
Everywhere you go, you won’t be surprised, yeah
(Hype)

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I feel cold, even paralyzed
My interior world needs to sanitize
It might take some friends and a warmer shirt
But you don’t get thick skin without getting burnt

[Chorus]
Nice to know my kind will be on my side
I don’t believe the hype
And you know you’re a terrible sight
But you’ll be just fine
Just don’t believe the hype
(Take me with you)

[Post-Chorus]
Just don’t believe the hype
Take it from me, you’ll be with your kind, yeah
Just don’t believe the hype
Everywhere you go, you won’t be surprised, yeah
(Hype)

[Break]
(We’re gonna rely pretty heavily
On technology
And energy
To cover up the fact that we’re only two people
But I think we can do it)

[Bridge]
No, I don’t know which way I’m goin’
But I can hear the way, yeah
No, I don’t know which way I’m goin’
But I can hear the way, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
You’ll be with your kind, yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
You’ll be with your kind, yeah yeah
No, I don’t know which way I’m goin’ (yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
You’ll be with your kind, yeah yeah
No, I don’t know which way I’m goin’ (yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
You’ll be with your kind, yeah

[Outro]
Just don’t, just don’t
Just don’t believe the… (Hype)
Just don’t, just don’t
Just don’t believe it
Just don’t, just don’t
Just don’t believe the… (Hype)
Just don’t, just don’t
Just don’t believe it

Alec Benjamin – At The Bottom Lyrics

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[Chorus]
Tryna get to the bottom
Tryna get to your heart
But I don’t, but I don’t
But I don’t know where to start
At the bottom
But I’ve been kept in the dark
And I don’t, and I don’t know where to start
No matter what I find
I’ll never leave your side
Even at the bottom
I’m tryna get to the bottom

[Verse 1]
Tell me, is it something that I said?
I made you turn the other way in bed
In this bed
You’ve been whispering words under your breath
Wish I knew the thoughts inside your head
In your head

[Pre-Chorus]
You’re distant when you’re hungry
Smile when you’re sad
I can read it on your body
When you’re mad and you don’t wanna talk it over
But this just isn’t that

[Chorus]
I’m tryna get to the bottom
Tryna get to your heart
But I don’t, But I don’t
But I don’t know where to start
At the bottom
But I’ve been kept in the dark
And I don’t, and I don’t know where to start
No matter what I find
I’ll never leave your side
Even at the bottom
I’m tryna get to the bottom

[Verse 2]
Tell me, do you wanna make this work?
Do you wanna sit there in this hurt?
In this hurt?
I’ll know if you lend me, I can help
I really want to fix this, can’t you tell

[Pre-Chorus]
You’re distant when you’re hungry
Smile when you’re sad
I can read it on your body
When you’re mad and you don’t wanna talk it over
But this just isn’t that

[Chorus]
I’m tryna get to the bottom
Tryna get to your heart
But I don’t, But I don’t
But I don’t know where to start
At the bottom
But I’ve been kept in the dark
And I don’t, and I don’t know where to start
And no matter what I find
I’ll never leave your side
Even at the bottom
I’m tryna get to the bottom

Kevin Gates – What I Like Lyrics

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[Intro]
Ayy, let me hear that ho, Jeff
Six7 on the beat
Ayy

[Chorus]
Fuckin’ with hoes, that’s what I like (I like)
Designer my clothes, that’s what I like (I like)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (Yeah)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (I like)
Cop some ice like fuck the price
Fuck your wifey with my wife
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like
Fuckin’ with hoes, that’s what I like (I like)
Designer my clothes, that’s what I like (I like)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (I like)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (I like)
Cop some ice like fuck the price
Fuck your wifey with my wife
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like

[Verse 1]
I got my nose up, hella fly, turnin’ down fat bitches (For real)
Pay a few or play with me, won’t you go and say it with me? (All together)
On the count of three, we on it like bad bitches
Drop the beat, one, two, three, we on it like bad bitches
Boom, she got shot and didn’t die, now her ass bigger
Breadwinner, rank getter, bands in here back flippin’
Diamonds hittin’ harder than a bitch and they dance different
Baby, reach out to your baby, take a sip, she act different

[Chorus]
Fuckin’ with hoes, that’s what I like (I like)
Designer my clothes, that’s what I like (I like)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (Yeah)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (I like)
Cop some ice like fuck the price
Fuck your wifey with my wife
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like
Fuckin’ with hoes, that’s what I like (I like)
Designer my clothes, that’s what I like (I like)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (I like)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (I like)
Cop some ice like fuck the price
Fuck your wifey with my wife
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like

[Verse 2]
I ain’t even mean to flex (Excuse me)
You ain’t even seen this shit (Exclusive)
Walkin’ out, Neimans bags (We coolin’)
(Hello? Excuse me)
Say, let me take this call, lil’ booty
We could just walk to the car, lil’ booty
Still on the line with my, uh, lil’ booty
Still goin’ hard, I ball (Big hoopin’)
Out of town, couple traps jumpin’
Road runner, keep the pack touching
When the rap slow, keep the sack coming
Drop a hashtag and get at something
Luca Brasi, what you mean, love?
Gold teeth with a mean mug
To a street nigga, it don’t mean much
All bustdown, got it blinged up

[Chorus]
Fuckin’ with hoes, that’s what I like (I like)
Designer my clothes, that’s what I like (I like)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (Yeah)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (I like)
Cop some ice like fuck the price
Fuck your wifey with my wife
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like
Fuckin’ with hoes, that’s what I like (I like)
Designer my clothes, that’s what I like (I like)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (I like)
Wrist on froze, that’s what I like (I like)
Cop some ice like fuck the price
Fuck your wifey with my wife
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like
Foreign headlights, that’s what I like

Dove Cameron – Waste Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Well you have me in, in your hands
Like a lit, like a lit cigarette
Now I’m here in your room hitting snooze
On the side of your bed
I should’ve known it the day we met
That shit is worse than a hit and run

[Verse 2]
My mom thinks I need therapy
‘Cause I sing, only sing about you
But the thing is that she
Doesn’t know how you do what you do
But you must do this to everyone
That shit is worse than a hit and run

[Chorus]
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna wa-a-a-a-aste
My love on you

[Verse 3]
When you leave my house, leave my car
Walk away from the restaurant
I admit I panic, I can’t breathe
I bet you do this to everyone
And it’s so cruel, but I’m having fun

[Chorus]
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna wa-a-a-a-aste

[Post-Chorus]
My love on you
My love on you
My love on you
My love
I wanna wa-a-a-a-aste

[Bridge]
Don’t you want somebody
Who’s gon’ love you like I do
Don’t you want somebody
Who’s gon’ love you like I do

[Chorus]
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna wa-a-a-a-aste
My love on you

I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste all my love on you-ooh
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna waste, yeah, yeah
I wanna wa-a-a-a-aste
My love on you

Kevin Gates – RBS Intro Lyrics

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[Intro]
All my life, it been like this
CashMoneyAP
Always
My daddy did this shit
I can’t see no other way
His daddy did this shit
One way
Dumb way
Go Grizz (I’m a real big speaker)

[Verse 1]
Controllin’ shit, I’m scorin’ flippers, ain’t nobody want look
Losin’ focus, burnin’ soda, tryna win off a cook
Thinkin’ situated, if I could just get to a book
Go to Texas, grab a hook and put that bass in the hood
Bitch, I got weight in the hood, I’m up in rank in the hood
My lil’ soldiers on it, I no longer stay in the hood
Quiet as kept, I was the first to put that H in the hood
With Big Marques, I’m sippin’ lean, would take a break if I could
Phone bling-a-ling-a-lingin’, it retarded, come see me (Hello)
Trap do a ninety, it’s a quarter ki’ eater
Hold it down when I’m on lock, callin’ shots from the box
Diamond teeth full of rocks, I’m a real big speaker

[Chorus]
As-salāmu ʿalaykum, akhi
Wa-Alaikum As-Salaam, el Wa Rahmato Allah
Are you well?
I’m a real big speaker
And look, shout out to my bitch, I was penitentiary rich
In the streets I do my shit, I could really feed people
As-salāmu ʿalaykum, mozza, ta’alee, jamelek be jannini
I’m a real big speaker

[Verse 2]
I don’t fear nothin’ but God, I ain’t got no bodyguard
In the streets or on the walk
I’m a real big speaker
I hold it down for the Breadwinner cartel
Wallahi, I sworn to God
With non-believers, I fuss and fall
It’s cold, but it’s fair, but it come with it all
In my pocket, I got… funds, metric ton, love
Chances made a champion, pick that metric ton up (Hold up)
Ayy, keep ’em starin’ in this bitch
I am turnt in the party, diamonds dancin’ in this bitch
Crack a smile, woo, God, bling, blaow, drippin’ water
Necklace is moonwalkin’, Michael Jackson in this bitch
I’m rockin’ some glasses, takin’ some classes
Fast, tilt, two-seater
Presidential when I step, had to catch her breath
She seen the Cartier, got cardiac arrest
You know what happens next, I’m a real big speaker

[Chorus]
As-salāmu ʿalaykum, akhi
Wa-Alaikum As-Salaam, el Wa Rahmato Allah
Are you well?
I’m a real big speaker
And look, shout out to my bitch, I was penitentiary rich
In the streets I do my shit, I could really feed people
As-salāmu ʿalaykum, mozza, ta’alee, jamelek be jannini
I’m a real big speaker

[Outro]
I’m a real big speaker
I’m a real big speaker

Kevin Gates – Pretend Lyrics

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[Intro]
What’s the demonstration, beloved?
You well now?
Yes, ma’am, all’s well
(Go Grizz)
Yes, ma’am, all’s well
(Winners Circle)

[Chorus]
Dick so good, make a bitch start stalking me
Pussy I jugg, now she won’t stop calling me
Her boyfriend texting and I’m really not caring
She’s really my girl, we was just sharing
We have an argument, she wan’ know can we go out again?
Pull up in the foreign, lay the dick down again
She wan’ see me pon the weekend, we no make promises
(Then she tell me that she love me, but it all sound pretend)

[Verse 1]
Can I feel on your booty? Lick on your pussy?
Grip on your booty? Spit on your pussy?
Caught a lil’ break and we takin’ off
Got a meetin’ tomorrow with the A&R’s
Fitness and wellness, you know how we comin’
Wake up, go jogging, and sprint to the money
I’m a don, I’m a gentleman
I do not indulge with the enemy
I don’t want smoke, I ain’t duckin’ no smoke
And I’m bearin’ arms, any incident
But any more being intimate
She’d’ve stayed there and never bent
Gave her dick and she got addicted
Baby, please get intervention
Stalking leads to a prison sentence
Good nigga, but I come from killing
Sometimes seek comfort in it
Kill the kitty, beat it up
Lay the pipe down, went between your legs
Can’t move man in the bed
Put a hot towel in between your legs
But right now, get rest
I’ma run ’round, be back
In like a month and a half (I’m him)

[Chorus]
Dick so good, make a bitch start stalking me
Pussy I jugg, now she won’t stop calling me
Her boyfriend texting and I’m really not caring
She’s really my girl, we was just sharing
We have an argument, she wan’ know can we go out again?
Pull up in the foreign, lay the dick down again
She wan’ see me pon the weekend, we no make promises
(Then she tell me that she love me, but it all sound pretend)

[Verse 2]
We have a spat and we breaking up
Pardon the body, we making up
You tell me don’t hurt you, I say what’s the purpose?
‘Cause we ’bout to fuck, we ain’t making love
I’m a lil’ nigga from ’round the corner
I wanted to be with you, being honest
People ain’t like to see us together
A beautiful creature with a monster
Small waist, all ass, your lil’ attitude bad
Jumpin’ out a new Jag, flirtin’, your lil’ cute ass
Birkin, bought a new bag, and on the ‘Gram, you entice
I wanna put it in your life, no, you not doing this for likes
I cannot change, all I know is one way
Ridin’ around with no license plates, you wanna be involved
Solitude all my time today, I’m not receiving calls
You ain’t gotta play no role at all (You just gon’ be along)

[Chorus]
Dick so good, make a bitch start stalking me
Pussy I jugg, now she won’t stop calling me
Her boyfriend texting and I’m really not caring
She’s really my girl, we was just sharing
We have an argument, she wan’ know can we go out again?
Pull up in the foreign, lay the dick down again
She wan’ see me pon the weekend, we no make promises
(Then she tell me that she love me, but it all sound pretend)

[Outro]
Put a hot towel in between your legs
But right now, get rest
Put a hot towel in between your legs
But right now, get rest
I’ma run ’round, be back
In like a month and a half

Kevin Gates – Let It Go Lyrics

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[Intro]
Got your hair and nails fixed, you legit with it
I see that you done got cocky, throw a fit with it
I say I bet you can’t do it with some dick in you
Huh, huh, dick in you, love

[Chorus]
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Now let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go

[Verse 1]
I started off tryna be a lover
In a world full of lollipops, I am not just another sucker
I’m a man, I admit, I was lovin’ on her
‘Nother man with some chips started touchin’ on her
Tears rollin’ down my eyes, I was dyin’ inside
But I got myself together and I got my bag up
Now baby, you can have my number, welcome to the fan club
I’ma give you a lil’ money when you toot that ass up
Heart frozen in the summer, got a rubber band crush
I’ma drill you with some lumber while I grab your hair, love
You know when daddy work the muscle, it be hard to stand up
Gotta get back to my hustle, then I pull my pants up

[Chorus]
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Now let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go

[Verse 2]
Ayy, party nonstop ’cause the cash got big
Heard shorty got shot, that’s why her ass not here
Laid in the hospital with her grandma and them
You ain’t gotta call the cops, just her ass got did (Hold up)
Same old titties with some brand new hips
Still want a handout, ain’t got her attitude fixed
Did a, did a few tricks for some brand new kicks
Did a split for the rent, but the bag ain’t real

[Refrain]
I am turnt, I am turnt and I sell a lot of work
Breadwinner cartel, come on, make your body work
I am turnt, I am turnt and I sell a lot of work
Breadwinner cartel, come on, make your body work

[Chorus]
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Now let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go

[Verse 3]
I need a bitch with her waist small (With her waist small)
She gon’ make a nigga’s dick stand way tall (Way tall)
I need a bitch with her waist small
She gon’ make a nigga’s dick stand way tall, Lord
I said pimp and ho-in’, this the best goin’
Ghetto renegades, yeah, they tryna infiltrate (Infiltrate)
I need a twelve-month run ‘fore I call you my girl (My girl)
I am bougie out in public, I won’t tell you, “Hi,” girl (“Hi,” girl)
I will hit you and dismiss you quickly, tell you, “Bye,” girl (“Bye,” girl)
Yellow bitch, black bitch, but I love the white girl (But I love the white girl)

[Refrain]
I am turnt, I am turnt and I sell a lot of work
Breadwinner cartel, come on, make your body work

[Chorus]
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Now let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go
Let it go, let it go
If the ho wanna ho, then let it go

Kevin Gates – Icebox Lyrics

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[Intro]
Shit
Yeah, I’m feelin’ like that
I’m in New York right now, you heard?
I’m a different kinda animal when I’m up here (I’m a silverback)
D-D-Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)

[Chorus]
Takin’ these journeys where I’ma need an interpreter
Haven’t had a problem I couldn’t solve with the murderers
Forced entry, home invasion, I know the burglars
Pardon my thoughts, I had to put up the burglar bars
People done hurt us all
Icebox where my heart was, it don’t hurt at all
She got a murder charge
People done hurt us all
Icebox where my heart was, it don’t hurt at all
She got a murder charge
And he got a murder charge

[Interlude]
A’ight, I’ma get it all out right here, you heard me?
This my healing process, you know what I’m sayin’?
I’m pressured

[Verse 1]
First time I ever been disappointed, think it came from my mother
I subconsciously engage in things that’s makin’ me suffer
And this in turn has an effect on how I deal with a woman
I try to turn ’em against their family just to prove that they love me
I put that iron on your cousin, I put that iron on your brother
And when they draw the chalk line, pretend that I don’t know nothin’
I’m not the one to cross now, I ain’t retire from thuggin’
Observe that I’m a boss now, I mail it out and say, “Fuck it”
Then slim, you won’t get walked down, if you survivin’, you lucky
You survivin’, you lucky, you survivin’, you lucky

[Chorus]
Takin’ these journeys where I’ma need an interpreter
Haven’t had a problem I couldn’t solve with the murderers
Forced entry, home invasion, I know the burglars
Pardon my thoughts, I had to put up the burglar bars
People done hurt us all
Icebox where my heart was, it don’t hurt at all
She got a murder charge
People done hurt us all
Icebox where my heart was, it don’t hurt at all
She got a murder charge
And he got a murder charge

[Verse 2]
Why I’m supposed to be givin’ a fuck, lil’ bitch? Uh, let me calm down
Heard your opinion and I’m not givin’ a shit, I’m really up now
In the H I went to Emit and got the pendant bust down
Talkin’ ’bout what you gon’ do to the kid, I’m out here shinin’, what now?
Applyin’ the pressure, she beggin’ to get my attention, but ain’t no love now
Say you fuckin’ with someone that fit my description, but it ain’t workin’ out
Personal trainin’ when I used to hit it, whip up and work it out
I’m really for certain now, I’m knowin’ my purpose now (I am)
My insecurity wiped out, I’m knowin’ my purpose now (I know)

[Interlude]
When you find someone seekin’ acceptance, that’s dangerous
‘Cause they’re not just seekin’ acceptance from you, they seek acceptance wherever they can get it from
Even the opposition, yes, Lord

[Chorus]
Takin’ these journeys where I’ma need an interpreter
Haven’t had a problem I couldn’t solve with the murderers
Forced entry, home invasion, I know the burglars
Pardon my thoughts, I had to put up the burglar bars
People done hurt us all
Icebox where my heart was, it don’t hurt at all
She got a murder charge
People done hurt us all
Icebox where my heart was, it don’t hurt at all
She got a murder charge
And he got a murder charge

[Outro]
D-D-Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)

Young M.A – My Hitta Lyrics

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[Intro]
Yo, babe, you love me?
(Yes, I love you)
You gon’ ride for me?
(Yes, baby)
No matter what, right?
(No matter what)
You’re my lil’ hitter?
(Ha, ha, why you always do that? Like…)
You not gon’ be my hitta?
(No)
If I give you the, if I give you the Glock
You gon’ bust that shit?
(Nah)
Hello
Let’s go, baby, I fuckin’ love you, baby, you heard?
(I love you too)

[Verse 1]
Ayy, ooh, she spicy, yeah, I like her and she like me too
I think I’ma drop a check on her like Nike shoe
I usually don’t trick but, shit, I got a trick for you
I’m usually a ho, but girl, I got this dick for you
And I don’t have a boo ’cause I think I was meant for you
And I just bought a Cooper coupe that’s only meant for two
My niggas in that foreign right behind me, ayy
And we fuckin’ up the highway like a high-speed chase
Blew 50 at the mall like it’s my b-day
But it’s just a regular, ordinary weekday (Regular)
Ooh, that’s a bad bitch
You can tell she eat her collard greens and catfish
I’m tryna make your daughter cry, sorry, Miss Jackson (I’m sorry)
I wear that pussy on my face like it’s in fashion
Ooh, she said I’m nasty
Baby, I just need a rider like a taxi (Ride)
And if your ex was a disease, then I’m the vaccine
Blowin’ bags, poppin’ tags, we a tag team
And we fuckin’ up a foreign, going max speed
Shoppin’ bags tippin’ over in the back seat
Coffee on the sheets, engine got that caffeine
And you bitches couldn’t have me, even if she didn’t have me

[Chorus]
Ayy, and I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
She the realest of the realest, man, I don’t need my niggas
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
She the trillest of the trillest

[Verse 2]
Ayy, yeah, she my bottom bitch
But when I need it, just like season, she on top of shit
Know how to treat her, she a keeper, man, that’s common sense
And yeah, she fine, I call her mine, it’s an accomplishment
She hot like Mexico, won’t ever let her go (No)
She my little lightnin’ bug (That’s right), man, I just let her glow
And she get what she want (Uh huh), can’t ever tell her no
She my lil’ spoiled bitch, she got that oil drip
She don’t follow other rappers, that’s that loyal shit
Tell them niggas, “It’s a wrap”, like on some foil shit (It’s a wrap)
‘Cause this Glock will get to steamin’, on some boil shit (Grrr)
‘Cause I’m a thug, she a thug, from the mud, out the soil, bitch

[Chorus]
Ayy, and I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
She the realest of the realest, man, I don’t need my niggas
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
She the trillest of the trillest, yeah

[Outro]
Ayy, ayy
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
She the realest of the realest, man, I don’t need my niggas
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta
I don’t need my niggas, ’cause my girlfriend is my hitta

Young M.A – She Like I’m Like Lyrics

Play this song

[Intro]
Hm (She like)

[Verse 1]
Why you don’t love me? Uh
Why you ain’t call me?
Why you insult me?
Why you ain’t home? Why you at a party? (I’m like)
Why you with them hoes that be talkin’ on the phone
With another man talkin’ ’bout they man?
Them hoes that gotta lot of kids
But they ain’t got no money and they ain’t got no plans? (She like)
I asked you a question, so answer my question
‘Cause them the same hoes you impressin’
Type of shit you be on? And you all on your phone
Now, um, who the fuck are we textin’ (I’m like)
Girl, I love you
Them hoes is below you, put no one above you
You know what it is
Now take off them pants, let me rub on your bubble

[Chorus]
Ooh, ooh, uh
Going back and forth like ping-pong
Give her this ding-dong she can go up
I’ma go down like see-saw
This is just us, this is how we are
I am your nigga, and you are my bitch
You never leavin’, I ain’t never leavin’
Why even trip? (She like)

[Verse 2]
I wanna go shopping
New Gucci just dropped and I wanna cop it
Heard the purses is poppin’
And bae, get the blicky, ’cause niggas be plottin’ (I’m like)
You know that I got it
Deposit the check, then withdraw the deposit
You my Pocahontas
Now check your Chanel, twenty bands in the pocket (She like)
Thank you, lil’ daddy
I know I be snappy, don’t mean to be catty
But bitches be tryin’ they luck
Like I won’t act a buck, like I won’t pull up gladly (I’m like)
They just be aggy ’cause they cannot have me
Them hoes don’t be happy
Call them hoes mani-pedi
Now grab on this, uh, while I grab on your fatty

[Chorus]
Ooh, ooh, uh
Going back and forth like ping-pong
Give her this ding-dong she can go up
I’ma go down like see-saw
This is just us, this is how we are
I am your nigga, and you are my bitch
You never leavin’, I ain’t never leavin’
Why even trip?

[Verse 3]
Hm, ayy (Ayy), ayy (Ayy)
Bonnie, fuck a Clyde, this a homicide
When we come outside
Here we come, arrived
She gon’ ride or die
I’ma ride or die
The lie detector said, “That is not a lie”
Yeah
And that is no surprise
I throw up the five, she throw up the five
Yeah
Trigger smoke, get high
But do not drink and drive
My chick know she fine
I would die for mine
Don’t get out of line
Yeah
We don’t dine and dash, but we wine and dine
Vodka with the lime
She be drippin’ sauce, I be drippin’ slime

[Chorus]
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Going back and forth like ping-pong
Give her this ding-dong she can go up
I’ma go down like see-saw
This is just us, this is how we are
I am your nigga, and you are my bitch
You never leavin’, I ain’t never leavin’
Why even trip? (Why even trip?)

[Outro]
What’d you say?
(Ayy) Why even trip?
I go hard like King Kong
Give her this ding dong
She can go up
I’ma go down like see-saw
This is just us, this is how we are
I am your nigga, and you are my bitch
You never leavin’, I ain’t never leavin’
Why even trip? (Why even trip?)
I just go run some checks, bae
Let’s just go on some trips, bae
Like, why even trip, bae?
Let’s just go on some trips, bae
We on a ship, bae
‘Cause we on our shit, bae
Why even trip, bae?
Let’s just go on some trips, bae

Young M.A – No Love Lyrics

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[Intro]
You’ve always been a good child
Come on, let’s talk
No, mommy
I wasn’t always a good child, mommy
Y’all niggas think I ain’t come from the bottom, man
Oh, y’all think I ain’t still speakin’ that street shit?
Come on, man
Fuck the streets, man
The streets don’t love us

[Verse 1]
Man, we livin’ to die
For my fam, man, I’m willin’ to die
That image of my brother layin’ dead is still in my mind
You can see the pain still in my eyes
That smile you see me with, man, that shit a disguise
I ain’t happy, nigga (Happy)
Ain’t shit sweet (No)
Seein’ a young black man goin’ six feet (Damn)
Oh, you tough nigga (Oh, you tough)
But you ten deep
I got two lions with me, you got ten sheep (Pussy)
Street math, Blood (Huh?)
Ain’t no time for no beef, I’m chasin’ the bag, Blood (Huh?)
I left my opps in the past, Blood
Ain’t no bad blood (Nah)
I got three eyes open, one in the back, Blood (Huh?)
Just in case these niggas get out of character (Grr)
I’m runnin’ from police, hoppin’ the banister (We out)
I’m takin’ risks for my mother, just to take care of her (I love you, ma)
And you can call me a dyke, but niggas was scared of her (They was scared)
I swear my heart colder than winter in Canada (Huh?)
That’s why I carried the heater
Used to drink the Hennessy by the liter
I used to be at Blu crib, weighin’ and baggin’ the weed up (Fact)
Stuff the pack in the box and brief a little bit in my sneaker
Posted up in the VC, and the D’s try and creep up
Just to harass us, just to be dickheaded bastards
Searchin’ the car, tryna trap us
But can’t prove that we trappers (No)
Never went to church, ’cause I believe in God, not a pastor
Yeah, the Devil work, but God work faster
I seen my brother go from human to Casper
From a bed to a casket
Tryna move on, but it’s like my life goin’ backwards
Life a bitch, man, I swear every nigga done smashed her
Sometimes I hate that bitch with a passion
I believe in real life
Y’all niggas believe what y’all read in the caption
We ain’t tweetin’, I ain’t preachin’
Man, we really in action
Nothin’ change, still quick to crack the egg in ya basket, motherfucker

[Chorus]
Ain’t no love in the streets
Fuck you, if you ain’t fuckin’ with me
All that love that you showin’, that mean nothin’ to me
I don’t trust niggas, niggas be plottin’ and schemin’
Really tryna rock you to sleepin’
Like why they hate a nigga for no reason?
Why they hate a nigga for no reason?
Is it because the money bustin’ out the seams?
I swear there’s no love in these streets
Ain’t no love in these— (Uh)

[Verse 2]
I couldn’t thank my mama enough (Thank you)
She the reason I don’t give up
She the reason I’m tough (I love you, ma)
She the reason if a bitch leave me, I don’t give a fuck (No)
‘Cause a bitch is just a bitch and a nut is a nut
These hoes choosin’ (Huh?)
This world is full of fake and confusion (Facts)
I’m just married to the money and committed to music (Facts)
Real niggas still exist, I’m one of the few who can prove it (Facts)
Loyalty nowadays is just a painted illusion
Crazy, you can have heat with the same nigga you cool with (Uh)
End up shootin’ the same nigga you shoot with (Grrr)
Moral of the story, man, watch who you move with
‘Cause that jealousy ain’t nothin’ to fool with (Uh, uh)
Man, they left my brother dead on that pavement (On that pavement)
The same niggas he would hang with and bang with (What the fuck?)
And we claimin’ this gang shit (What?)
That’s why I keep the Glock when I’m sleepin’
‘Cause I don’t even trust the niggas I eat with

[Chorus]
Ain’t no love in the streets
Fuck you if you ain’t fuckin’ with me
All that love that you showin’, that mean nothin’ to me
I don’t trust niggas, niggas be plottin’ and schemin’
Really tryna rock you to sleepin’
Like why they hate a nigga for no reason?
Why they hate a nigga for no reason?
Is it because the money bustin’ out the seams?
I swear there’s no love in these streets
Ain’t no love in these—

Young M.A – Kold World (2019) Lyrics

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[Intro]
Zaytoven
Ayy, man
Ayy, you gotta be careful who you play with
Everybody ain’t playin’, man

[Chorus]
Loyalty ain’t nothin’ but a word, that’s my word
Niggas actin’ like they in your lane, then they swerve (Skrrt)
You can’t sit with us no more, this table is reserved (Yeah)
For niggas who deserve to eat and they gon’ eat for certain
Niggas ain’t gon’ leech off me, mm-mm, no, that’s for sure
It’s a cold world, brr-brr, buy a fur
I ain’t never stressed to be up next, I wait my turn
And I learned to stack up every dollar that I earned

[Verse 1]
Used to cop that weight, we would call it lil’ saint
You got money, you got served, that’s 450 for a plate
Must have really liked that bitch, spent 1200 on a date
For potato and a steak and she barely even ate (Damn)
Ayy, lil’ bih (Ayy), ayy, lil’ bih (Ayy), ayy, lil’ bih
You give me some coochie, I might pay your rent (Ooh)
Uh, throw you out the condo if you throw a fit (Get out there)
They tried to hold me back but they can’t hold this dick
I remember when my pockets only had a 20 and a five
I would go and buy some pizza and some fries
Metrocard for the week, caught the train, ain’t had no ride
Debit card ran out of money, when I swiped, it said, “Declined”
Keepin’ it a hundred, you know, like two 50s combined
On Craigslist, like, every day, if they hired, I applied
I ain’t got to lie, Craig, I ain’t got to lie
And I wouldn’t change a thing because today I’m doin’ fine
Lost some friends along the way and found some foes (Found some foes)
They wasn’t who they said they were, no, them was clones (Them was clones)
Used to have a heart that beat, now it’s a stone (It’s a stone)
The more money, the more problems, that’s the goal (That’s the goal)

[Chorus]
Loyalty ain’t nothin’ but a word, that’s my word
Niggas actin’ like they in your lane, then they swerve (Skrrt)
You can’t sit with us no more, this table is reserved
For niggas who deserve to eat and they gon’ eat for certain
Niggas ain’t gon’ leech off me, mm-mm, no, that’s for sure
It’s a cold world, brr-brr, buy a fur
I ain’t never stressed to be up next, I wait my turn
And I learned to stack up every dollar that I earned

[Verse 2]
Mama used to tell me, “Don’t be scared of shit” (I ain’t scared of shit)
My pop’ll pull up on your block and clear that shit (Grr)
Didn’t grow up on some sharin’, carin’ shit (Wasn’t no sharin’ shit)
Mama bought them gifts, none of that Santa shit (Not that Santa shit)
Cops and robbers, nigga knockin’, blamma shit (Ooh)
And as a teen, I wasn’t given nothin’, wasn’t handed shit (No)
Candy in a sandwich bag, sold that bitch for five
Yeah, I went to class but I would hustle on the side
My grades wasn’t bad, they wasn’t good, they was aight
Report card’s in the mail, if it was bad, then I would sign
Mama didn’t work a nine-to-five, no, mama worked from nine-to-nine
So I don’t think she mind, nah, nah (Love you mom)

[Chorus]
Loyalty ain’t nothin’ but a word, that’s my word
Niggas actin’ like they in your lane, then they swerve (Skrrt)
You can’t sit with us no more, this table is reserved
For niggas who deserve to eat and they gon’ eat for certain (Gang, gang)
Niggas ain’t gon’ leech off me, mm-mm, no, that’s for sure
It’s a cold world, brr-brr, buy a fur
I ain’t never stressed to be up next, I wait my turn
And I learned to stack up every dollar that I earned (Gang, gang)

[Outro]
Ayy, ayy
It’s a cold world, brr-brr, buy a fur
Ayy, ayy, uh
It’s a cold world, brr-brr, buy a fur
Ayy, ayy, ayy
It’s a cold world, brr-brr, buy a fur
I don’t even wanna hit it
It’s a cold world, brr-brr, buy a fur

Young M.A – Da Come Up Lyrics

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[Intro]
Came from the bottom, man
I feel like Martin Luther King, man

[Refrain]
Started off with a dream
One gold chain, I was actin’ up with the gold fangs
No name, knew I had to put in more pain (Puttin’ in work), uh
I had one bitch, few side hoes
Taking niggas’ women with my eyes closed
I was runnin’ like a snot nose, uh
Fresh t-shirt, Ralph Lauren, new pair of Jordans
One car, not a foreign
Had the Hennessy pourin’, uh
Mixtapes out the Chevy Cruise
My grind wouldn’t let me lose
Now this lil’ nigga makin’ heavy moves

[Verse 1]
Came back from the setback (Hold up)
The realest out, I can bet that (Bet)
Cee-lo with the dice game
Four, five, six, that’s a head crack
My ex-bitch, had to X that
Didn’t feel right, so I left that
On to the next that
Now it’s fuck that, where the checks at? (Where the checks, man?)

[Chorus]
Finessing, uh
Get back to the work, ain’t no resting, uh
When I caught an L, I learned my lesson, uh
Now I count my money, count my blessing, uh

[Verse 2]
No off days on the calendar
‘Bout to cop the new Challenger
MAC-10’s with the silencer
Even wildin’ out, it ain’t wild as us
Purple kush, call it lavender
LV’s on the pedal
Bring the luggage up, racks in the passenger
Whole gang full of savages
Hunt ’em down like a scavenger
Man down if he acting up
Never back down, never backing up
Get the backend, ‘member back then I ain’t have shit?
Got the AP with the white face, call it Dracula
Nigga hatin’ all in an Acura
Big body so big, beep, beep, beep, beep when I back it up
Clown nigga, he-he-he-he-he-he, got me crackin’ up (Stupid)
Make her skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet ,skeet, skeet when I’m tappin’ her
In that big body with a thick thottie
Got six jobs and like six hobbies, ooh

[Chorus]
Finessing, uh
Get back to the work, ain’t no resting, uh
When I caught an L, I learned my lesson, uh
Now I count my money, count my blessing, uh

[Refrain]
Started off with a dream
One gold chain, I was actin’ up with the gold fangs
No name, knew I had to put in more pain, uh
I had one bitch, few side hoes
Taking niggas’ women with my eyes closed
I was runnin’ like a snot nose
Fresh t-shirt, Ralph Lauren, new pair of Jordans
One car, not a foreign
Had the Hennessy pourin’
Mixtapes out the Chevy Cruise
My grind wouldn’t let me lose
Now this lil’ nigga makin’ heavy moves

[Outro]
Ayy, big shit, big tings
Big things, you know what I mean?
Finessing
Get back to the work, ain’t no resting
When I caught an L, I learned my lesson
Now I count my money, count my blessing

Young M.A – Numb Lyrics

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[Intro]
Yeah

[Verse 1]
How you gon’ fuck with my pride?
How you gon’ fuck with my mind?
How you gon’ make me go numb?
Bitch, you gon’ make me go dumb
Big smoke pokin’ my lungs
Big drink, yak, no rum
Had to get away with my sons
Had to get away with my dons
It’s so hard, Big Pun
I don’t wanna be a player, Big Pun
I don’t wanna be around no one
Gimme a drink and I’m on one
With the boys, sip a cold one
Hit the road like a roadrunner
She don’t love me but the hoes love her
Cupid tryna take her soul from her

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, fuck love, fuck love
I don’t wanna love, I don’t wanna love
I just wanna take these drugs, yeah
I just wanna take these drugs, yeah

[Chorus]
Take these drugs and go numb
I just wanna go numb, numb, numb
Numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb
I just wanna go numb
I don’t wanna feel nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
Nothin’, nothin’, nothin’
I don’t wanna feel nothin’
I don’t wanna feel nothin’, no

[Verse 2]
How you gon’ fuck with my heart?
You play with my heart like darts
You broke my heart into parts (Yeah)
How you gon’ stop what we start? (Damn)
How you gon’ break what we build? (Build)
How you know this wasn’t real? (Real)
I know you feel what I feel (Feelin’)
You turned my heart into steel
I feel like I’m Jack and I’m Jill (Feel like I’m Jack and I’m Jill)
Tryna get over this hill (Tryna get over this hill)
No, I’m not poppin’ no pills (No, I’m not poppin’ no pills)
I just smoke weed and I chill (I just smoke weed and I chill)
Yeah, I was tellin’ you lies (I was tellin’ you lies)
Yeah, I fucked up sometimes (Times)
But why would you fuck with my pride? (Why would you?)
Why would you fuck with my mind? (Why would you fuck with my mind?)
I know I wasn’t right, but I tried
I know I wasn’t right, but I… yeah
I know I wasn’t right, but I tried
I know I wasn’t right, but I…
I know I wasn’t right, but I tried
I know I wasn’t right, but I tried, yeah
When they tell you it’s up, better hide, yeah
When they tell you it’s up, better hide
When they tell you it’s up, better hide
When they tell you it’s up, better hide
But you’ll see the truth in my eyes (Swear you’ll see the truth)

[Pre-Chorus]
Yeah, fuck love, fuck love
I don’t wanna love, I don’t wanna love
I just wanna take these drugs, yeah
I just wanna take these drugs

[Chorus]
Take these drugs and go numb
Yeah, I don’t wanna feel nothin’
Yeah, yeah, I don’t wanna feel nothin’
Yeah, yeah, I don’t wanna feel nothin’
Yeah, take these drugs and go numb
I just wanna go numb, numb, numb
Numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb, numb

Young M.A – RNID Lyrics

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[Intro]
*Burp* (Oh)
Fuck it, you can keep that
I’m smacked
Yeah, I’m smacked
Ayy, yeah, uh

[Chorus]
Queen shit (Oh)
I got everything I need, but still I need shit (Oh)
I’m about my business now, fuck all that street shit (Oh)
I just mind my business, I don’t hear or see shit (Oh)
She with you, but she still stalk me on some creep shit (Oh)
It’s easy to get that bread, but damn, it’s hard to keep shit (Oh)
Uh, I keep it a hunnit every time, that G shit
Life is just a hole in disguise and that’s some deep shit
Uh, queen shit, uh
I’m a side outside
Call the po-po, ho (Call the po-po)
Call the po-po, ho (Call the po-po)
Call the po-po, ho (Ooh)

[Verse 1]
Back on that bull (Bull)
Still wishin’ you would (Wishin’ you would)
I’m in your hood (Hood)
I heard you ain’t got no pull (Ain’t got no pull)
I can’t save you, ho
I did whatever I could (Did whatever I could)
Ay girl, chase that bag (Chase that bag)
You did whatever you should (You did whatever you should)
I can’t play no club, you talkin’ free, you can’t talk to me, you know (Can’t talk to me)
She don’t date no scrub, she don’t date for free
She don’t date for free (She don’t date for free)

[Refrain]
Uh
Gotta have rich nigga ID (Gotta have what?)
Gotta have rich nigga ID (Gotta have what?)
Gotta have rich nigga ID (Gotta have rich nigga ID, ooh)
Gotta have lit nigga ID (Gotta have lit nigga ID)
Gotta have rich nigga ID (Gotta have lit nigga ID)
Gotta have rich nigga ID (Woo)

[Verse 2]
Walk out the bank (Woo), uh, count out the Franks (Woo)
Ain’t no complaints (Woo), Louboutin with the Saint (Woo)
I do what you can’t do, gorillas and apes (Woo)
Straight out from the gate (Woo), real niggas walkin’ through
Get out the way (Woo), Off-White, yellow tape (Woo)
Hop out the tank (Woo), speakers on crank (Woo)
Rockin’ my chain (Woo)
Self-made, self-made (Woo)
Pretty in pink (Woo) [?]
I keep a gun with the shank, too (Too)

[Bridge]
Ayy, so don’t you try me (Don’t you try me)
Uh, don’t you try me (Don’t you try me)
Ain’t gotta ask about me (Gotta ask about me)
They know who I be (Know who I be)
Let nothin’ get by me (Ooh)
Oh, Talib Kweli (Oh, Talib Kweli)
She ain’t my main squeeze
That’s just my side piece (That’s my side piece)
I got the pinky ring matching my watch piece (My watch piece)
Stick to your sports, sporty, you ain’t in my league
You don’t hold no weight (Don’t hold no weight)
Your bank account, yo no sé (Uh!)

[Refrain]
Gotta have rich nigga ID (Gotta have what?)
Gotta have rich nigga ID (Gotta have what?)
Gotta have rich nigga ID (Gotta have rich nigga ID, ooh)
Gotta have lit nigga ID (Woo)
Gotta have rich nigga ID (Ooh)
Gotta have lit nigga ID (Ooh)

[Chorus]
Queen shit (Ooh)
I got everything I need, but still I need shit (Oh)
I’m about my business now, fuck all that street shit (Oh)
I just mind my business, I don’t hear or see shit (Oh)
Yeah, she with you, but she still stalk me on some creep shit (Oh)
Yeah, it’s easy to get that bread, but damn, it’s hard to keep shit (Oh)
But I keep it a hunnit every time, that G shit (Oh)
Life is just a hole in disguise and that’s some deep shit (Oh)
Uh, queen shit, uh
(Call the po-po, ho)
Uh, call the po-po, ho
Call the po-po, ho
Ha, one trick (Ooh, ooh)

[Outro]
Ooh
Let’s get it
I have to burp again
Ha ha

Kevin Gates – Have You Ever Lyrics

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[Intro]
This for all the niggas that come up out the real slums, you know?
You was wearin’ your uniform maybe three weeks in a row, you heard me?
Yeah, it’s stains on your shirt, you know?
Stains on your clothes, you heard me?
Real talk, projects

[Chorus]
Have you ever been treated like you wasn’t shit? (Wasn’t shit)
Backstabbed by the niggas you was fuckin’ with (Fuckin’ with)
Laughed at by the niggas you was runnin’ with (Runnin’ with)
Treated bad by a bitch ’cause you wasn’t rich (Wasn’t rich)
Have you ever been treated like you wasn’t shit? (Wasn’t shit)
Backstabbed by the niggas you was fuckin’ with (Fuckin’ with)
Laughed at by the niggas you was runnin’ with (Runnin’ with)
Treated bad by a bitch ’cause you wasn’t rich (Wasn’t rich)

[Verse 1]
How many people had to walk and had to catch a ride? (What’s up?)
The bus just passed by, but you wasn’t there on time
The club just let out and you not even fly (Damn)
The block just shut down, you gotta stay and grind
The streets know, somebody play, it be a homicide (Boom, boom)
Unanswered prayers make you start to not believe in God (What?)
Good nigga, then she forced you to the evil side
No transportation, different cars for you to keep a job
Family tellin’ you to pray, but you so sick and tired
Hard to hold your head up if you don’t even try
In the ghetto where the celebrate when people die (What?)
But I believe in you, keep on reachin’ for the sky

[Chorus]
Have you ever been treated like you wasn’t shit? (Wasn’t shit)
Backstabbed by the niggas you was fuckin’ with (Fuckin’ with)
Laughed at by the niggas you was runnin’ with (Runnin’ with)
Treated bad by a bitch ’cause you wasn’t rich (Wasn’t rich)
Have you ever been treated like you wasn’t shit? (Wasn’t shit)
Backstabbed by the niggas you was fuckin’ with (Fuckin’ with)
Laughed at by the niggas you was runnin’ with (Runnin’ with)
Treated bad by a bitch ’cause you wasn’t rich (Let’s go, let’s go)

[Verse 2]
Finally got on your shit, you graduated, you got your own spot (Own spot)
Started off sellin’ them nicks, you doin’ your shit, went and got a whole block
Puttin’ that dick on this lil’ bitty bitch who did you wrong now
Brush the aluminum texture on your whip, your money strong now
Prepay, that’s a flip, you caught a play, then put the phone down (What up?)
Who you gettin’ out your body, will it take a toll now?
You ain’t really with all that hype, but shit, you pull that chrome out (That fire)
You drop fast, do the dash and hit the gas on ’em
Afghanistan with them racks, drop a bag on ’em
Turnin’ nothin’ into somethin’, we gon’ be alright
Went to Emit, spun some chips and now your dentures alright
Big body foreign, headlights

[Chorus]
Have you ever been treated like you wasn’t shit? (I’m not livin’ like that?)
Backstabbed by the niggas you was fuckin’ with (What up? Fuckin’ with)
Laughed at by the niggas you was runnin’ with (Runnin’ with, kicked all in my ass, you heard me? Yeah)
Treated bad by a bitch ’cause you wasn’t rich (Wasn’t rich)
Have you ever been treated like you wasn’t shit? (Wasn’t shit)
Backstabbed by the niggas you was fuckin’ with (Fuckin’ with)
Laughed at by the niggas you was runnin’ with (Runnin’ with)
Treated bad by a bitch ’cause you wasn’t rich

[Outro]
Niggas sayin’ I want it, I need it in my life, you heard me?
And it’s like a nigga wait ’til they get in front a ho and then get to tryna shit on me
Man, you could’ve gave me that in the car, dick, you heard me? Ayy
And the Rollie bust down
And the Rollie bust down
And the Rollie bust down
And the Rollie bust down

Kevin Gates – Funny How Lyrics

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[Intro]
Yung Lan on the track
It’s how these hoes do, bro
When shit don’t go, man
They gon’ jump whatever dick jumpin’ at the time, you heard me

[Chorus]
You know I find it funny how, you was actin’ funny ’round me
Wouldn’t let me touch you, ow, think I’m disgustin’
Or I prolly wouldn’t get enough money, ouch
I had to buckle down
You my motivation, you the reason why I hustle now
You know I find it funny how, you been actin’ funny now
My name rangin’ money, power, showin’ off your body now
Dancin’ to my music, loud, every show you in the crowd
Textin’ me and tellin’ me I’m dead, I’m gonna love you long

[Verse 1]
Bitch, I coulda been like Chance the Rapper
Penitentiary chances, I took a chance at rappin’
Black sheep of the family
Everything I touched would turn to shit
Nobody proud of me
Consistently a fuck up like a black cloud was surrounding me
Niggas I was loyal to, behind my back they clownin’ me
I was really diggin’ this lil’ bitch and she skipped out on me
With this NFL nigga, she went out of town on me
Shoutout to the disbelievers, ‘preciate you for doubtin’ me
When that shit happened with this one, you went put that in the hood
But they both know what’s happenin’ with me, I eat that pussy good
You exposed yourself and now, shit you would never know about
I took a shot, get outta line, you get your brains blowed out

[Chorus]
You know I find it funny how, you was actin’ funny ’round me
Wouldn’t let me touch you, ow, think I’m disgustin’
Or I prolly wouldn’t get enough money, ouch
I had to buckle down
You my motivation, you the reason why I hustle now
You know I find it funny how, you been actin’ funny now
My name rangin’ money, power, showin’ off your body now
Dancin’ to my music, loud, every show you in the crowd
Textin’ me and tellin’ me I’m dead, I’m gonna love you down

[Verse 2]
You know I’m platinum, I got status on some hood shit
You know I wish, I could not see through all your bullshit
You know I wish it could be us, we could good with it
I done tipped off, a thousand miles past hood rich
I ain’t forget where I came from, we was in them trenches
I can’t forget all my day ones, know I miss you niggas
You did me dirty, now I got you niggas in your feelings
I’m in the booty club, throwin’ money at them strippers
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I don’t know how, I don’t know how to turn down (Say look, it retarded)
God sent me an angel when he sent me Dreka
And it all while in a drought, we made ’em all believe ’em

[Chorus]
You know I find it funny how, you was actin’ funny ’round me
Wouldn’t let me touch you, ow, think I’m disgustin’
Or I prolly wouldn’t get enough money, ouch
I had to buckle down
You my motivation, you the reason why I hustle now
You know I find it funny how, you been actin’ funny now
My name rangin’ money, power, showin’ off your body now
Dancin’ to my music, loud, every show you in the crowd
Textin’ me and tellin’ me I’m dead, I’m gonna love you long

[Outro]
Ayy
Don’t let me catch you niggas standin’ there, uh
I’m supposed to be your baby, I’m supposed to be your baby now

Kevin Gates – Fly Again Lyrics

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[Chorus]
Back against the wall, what do you hold onto? (Yung Lan on the track)
I know it’s something that we all go through
Just aim for yours
When it rains, it pours
I’ll learn how to fly again

[Verse 1]
Painful game, I made mistakes, but I ain’t never tell on nobody
They called me names, I fell on my face, I started sellin’ narcotics
Thrown in crosses, took some losses, never complained, I went got it
I thought I would be Muhammad Ali, but I didn’t make it with boxing
Defied the odds, went got me a job, but they wasn’t paying me proper
Rap game passed me lots of times, I never hate on nobody
I’m a gangster, my heart colder than Chicago
This black Impala just put bullets in my car door

[Pre-Chorus]
Lord know my heart and I got so much l love to give
He who tries gotta die, put on murder gloves for him, yeah
Lord know my heart and I got so much l love to give
He who tries gotta die, put on murder gloves for him, yeah

[Chorus]
Back against the wall, what do you hold onto?
I know it’s something that we all go through
Just aim for yours
When it rains, it pours
I’ll learn how to fly again

[Post-Chorus]
I was born a prince
The supreme council had advised against this
But I was in love, and I followed my heart

[Verse 2]
No getting used to living a human life (Uh-uh)
May sound stupid, I’m not human, but I’m human-like (Right)
My skin glow in the dark, it’s only safe for me to move at night
Sometimes my eyes turn black while in the pale moonlight (I got you)
I’m your guardian angel (Who?), and it translates into Kevin (Kevin)
No love like mine, another lifetime, we used to be together (We used to be together)
It hurt my heart to see you hurt, in desperate need of affection
Gave up my wings and fell in love, was ‘posed to be your protector
Love somebody else, you broke my heart and it’s just not getting better
The angels telling me that God won’t let me back into Heaven
Bae, I’m tired of playing games with you
I know inside, you feel the same way I do
We the reciprocal of one another, come from the same star
We got the same O’s under our nose and we got the same scars
LA Fitness, wasn’t surprised at all, we driving the same car
Same mall, shopping on impulse, I don’t find it all
Breadwinner, moving them kilos ’round, I’ma supply the raw
Great pretenders, we on the Instagram actin’ like we not involved

[Chorus]
Back against the wall, what do you hold onto?
I know it’s something that we all go through
Just aim for yours
When it rains, it pours
I’ll learn how to fly again
I’ll learn how to fly again
I’ll learn how to fly again
I’ll learn how to fly again
I’ll learn how to fly again
I’ll learn how to fly again

[Outro]
Your majesty
The royal court’s decision is respected and it’s entirely part of Breadwinner world court and executive style
But we both know how to exercise our passionate speech by fluctuation of tone and pitch
May have aroused unwanted recollections of negative occurrences
But no harm would’ve ever come to one possessing royal blood from dying on hand
For as we move in the signs of love, true peace, freedom, and justice
Only he that draws his sword shall be met with brute force
If you would’ve decreed that matter saying we were cleared for departure
I would’ve threw it all away and accepted whatever ridicule or consequence behind my actions
For I believe in our love
And one day maybe in this eternity or another
You’ll see yourself for what I know you to be
A queen
If you ever need me for anything, this line never changes
Such is my love for you
For you are me, and I am you
I’m in love with you
The short moments we shared will forever be appreciated
I never withheld anything from you because my heart rests securely with you
I know you’d never do me a bitch ass thing
My heart will forever hurt to be in your arms
But at least we both know I’m willing to die for my beliefs
‘Cause I’ve died for you before
And regret it not
For I did it all for the glory of love
In closing
I remain the same, I come as I leave
Upright, independent, and fearless
We just both good at pretending
I love you forever
Prince Salahudin
Prince Salahudin
Prince Salahudin

Kevin Gates – Fatal Attraction Lyrics

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[Intro]
It ain’t a day that go by that I don’t think about you
Don’t play around with love, under the love spell
(Yeah, women are smart)
(Women are smart)
Don’t play around with love, under the love spell
Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)

[Chorus]
Women are smart
She was tryna hit him with the whoop, tryna catch him
She was tryna put it in his food, tryna trap him
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction
Women are smart
She was tryna hit him with the whoop, tryna catch him
She was tryna put it in his food, tryna trap him
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction

[Verse 1]
I was in a pretty cool mood, needed action
I pull up in something vroom vroom, push your back in
I was in a very dark place, I wasn’t happy
You came in my life and that balance got established
Don’t play around with love, under the love spell
Don’t be touching me, I’m delicate, you need to be fucked well
Your boyfriend a detective, hit from the back, say fuck 12
With your water, you just cover me and bae say, “Aw, yeah”

[Chorus]
Women are smart
She was tryna hit him with the whoop, tryna catch him
She was tryna put it in his food, tryna trap him
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction
Women are smart
She was tryna hit him with the whoop, tryna catch him
She was tryna put it in his food, tryna trap him
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction

[Verse 2]
Don’t play around with love, under the love spell
I’m in your stomach, I’m in your ribs, I’m ringing your love bell
I’m on your mind, they callin’ you that
I hit decline, ain’t calling you back
I been neglected, showing affection
I got protection from all of that
I’m on the grind, I’m balling with stacks
It was a blessing to be in my presence
You wasn’t fine before all of that
You a finesser, got a lil’ stress
I wasn’t applyin’, I’m fallin’ back
I got a new dancer
Whenever I’m smashin’, she go to scratching
Look like a panther just been climbing on my back

[Chorus]
Women are smart
She was tryna hit him with the whoop, tryna catch him
She was tryna put it in his food, tryna trap him
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction
Women are smart
She was tryna hit him with the whoop, tryna catch him
She was tryna put it in his food, tryna trap him
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction

[Outro]
From attraction
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction
Maybe underneath the full moon, night of passion
Thinking he’ll fall deeply in love from attraction

Lukas Graham – Lie Lyrics

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[Verse 1]
So much for supposed-to-be’s
Girl, I wish you luck getting over me
And supposedly
You’re with him, but wish you were holding me
You wish you were holding me

[Pre-Chorus]
Isn’t it, isn’t it something
Whenever you touch him
You don’t feel nothing?
Isn’t it something
How quickly your honesty
Just turns into make-believe?
It turns into make-believe

[Chorus]
Ho-o-o-ow
Dare you li-i-i-ie
To my fa-a-ace?
You can’t sa-a-ay
You’re fine no-o-o-ow

[Verse 2]
Said you’d never call again
Guess it didn’t go how you imagined it
I know what it is (Yeah)
All the time with him, you were wanting this
Yeah, you were wanting this

[Pre-Chorus]
Isn’t it, isn’t it something
How easy you’re falling
Like he was nothing?
Isn’t it something
How quickly your meant-to-be’s (Your meant-to-be’s)
Just turned into history?
They turned into history

[Chorus]
Ho-o-o-ow
Dare you li-i-i-ie
To my fa-a-ace?
You can’t sa-a-ay
You’re fine no-o-o-ow

[Bridge]
You said he was perfect (You said he was perfect)
You said it was working (You said it was working)
You said you were certain (You said you were certain)
Now, why would you lie? (Now, why would you lie?)
It’s okay, look into my eyes and let’s agree
You’ve been lying to yourself, not just to me

[Chorus]
Ho-o-o-ow
Dare you li-i-i-ie
To my fa-a-ace?
You can’t sa-a-ay
You’re fine no-o-o-ow

Young M.A – Smoove Kriminal Lyrics

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[Intro]
Smooth ass nigga, man

[Verse 1]
I’m a smooth criminal
And when you say my name, use two syllables (“M.A.”)
I’m finna get some money, what are you finna do?
My jewelry so sick, I need a new physical (Woo, woo, woo)
I don’t even want her if she too typical (No)
The woman of my dreams will be a true miracle (True)
Don’t got time for love because it’s too difficult
I can tell you ’bout my past, but it’s just too critical (Damn)
Don’t like a lot of people, they be too miserable (True)
Drama, drama, drama, it’s just too pitiful (True)
This industry is fake, it’s just too fictional (Damn)
I can school your favorite rappers, I’m your new principal
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ha ha

[Chorus]
Uh, I’m a smooth criminal (Ayy)
I’m a sexy-ass, cocky individual (That’s right)
And I’m stubborn, grudge-holdin, [?] unforgivable (Unforgivable)
I’m forever in your heart, unforgettable (Unforgettable)
I drink champagne for breakfast when I feel the pressure (That’s what I do)
I kick women out my house when they bein’ extra (That’s what I do)
I always learn the hard way when I learn a lesson (What I do)
Even when I’m wrong, I’m right, don’t need no correction (That’s right, ayy)

[Verse 2]
Smooth with it, and I’m cool with it (And I’m cool with it)
And you won’t know I move with it, when I move with it (When I move)
New AP, I just put a pool in it (I put a pool in it)
With the white face, like I put a moon in it (I put a moon in it)
Porsche, Porsche with the horse, vroom, vroom in it (Skrrt)
When the cops “whoop, whoop”, zoom, zoom in it (Skrrt)
Never snitchin’, you would never hear, “You did it” (No)
Tell the pig, “Oh, we don’t know who did it” (We don’t know!)
I had a lot of bad days, needed better days (Uh huh)
Why the hate never leave? Love never stays (Never stays)
I’m in the bank and my bag arm in my waist (In my waist)
I’m in my bag and my business, arm in my lane (In my lane)
I stay away from it, I went and got my groceries
And I made somethin’ (I made somethin’)
And if I had to change somethin’, I’ma change nothin’ (Change, no)
And if they try to take somethin’, I’ma spray somethin’
And I’ma lay somethin’ (Brr)
‘Cause

[Chorus]
Uh, I’m a smooth criminal (Ooh)
I’m a sexy-ass, cocky individual (That’s what I do)
And I’m stubborn, grudge-holdin’, unforgivable (Unforgivable)
I’m forever in your heart, unforgettable (Unforgettable)
I drink champagne for breakfast when I feel the pressure (That’s what I do)
I kick women out my house when they bein’ extra (That’s what I do)
I always learn the hard way when I learn a lesson (That’s what I do)
Even when I’m wrong, I’m right, don’t need no correction (I don’t need it)
No

[Bridge]
Moonwalkin’ on the hater, ayy, ayy (Moonwalkin’, watch out, watch out)
Moonwalkin’ on the hater, ayy (Ooh, watch out, watch out, watch out)
Moonwalkin’ to the paper, ayy (Ooh, watch out for my money, hey)
I’m moonwalkin’ on the hater, ayy, ayy

[Chorus]
I’m a smooth criminal
I’m a sexy-ass, cocky individual
And I’m stubborn, grudge-holdin’, unforgivable
I’m forever in your heart, unforgettable
I drink champagne for breakfast when I feel the pressure
I kick women out my house when they bein’ extra
I always learn the hard way when I learn a lesson
Even when I’m wrong, I’m right, don’t need no correction

Kevin Gates – Face Down Lyrics

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[Intro]
Damn, Chose, beat this ***** up
She always tell me that she mad, then I touch her soul
She always tell me that we done and then she touch her toes
They always tell her she should leave, she tell ’em they don’t know
She say she can’t take no more and turn around and take some more

[Chorus]
Face down, make-up sex (Make-up sex)
Dick so good, she ignore my texts (Know what’s up)
And she show up on my steps, she like, “Where it’s at?” (Like, what up?)
Tell her bend it over, I’m gon’ break her back (Yeah, yeah)
Face down, make-up sex (Love the sex)
Choke her while I fuck her, she in love with that (Love)
Grippin’ on her waist, I make her bust it back, wind
She keep her face down, (Down) face down

[Verse 1]
I tell the truth, if that’s a problem, go find you a yes man (Right)
Please don’t blame me for the problems you had with the next man (Cleared for departure)
Need to make up your mind ‘fore the jet land
You know I’m fly, pass you by, ain’t hard to get jetlag
Stuck in my ways, over the phone you talkin’ sideways (Hello)
Up in my face, want me to park this dick in your driveway (Right)
Pullin’ your hair, you callin’ me, “Daddy,” huh, know it’s a cryin’ shame
Sex too hard, show no remorse when you makin’ that cryin’ face (Yes, Lord)

[Chorus]
Face down, make-up sex (Make-up sex)
Dick so good, she ignore my texts (Know what’s up)
And she show up on my steps, she like, “Where it’s at?” (Like, what up?)
Tell her bend it over, I’m gon’ break her back (Yeah, yeah)
Face down, make-up sex (Love the sex)
Choke her while I fuck her, she in love with that (Love)
Grippin’ on her waist, I make her bust it back, wind
She keep her face down, (Down) face down

[Verse 2]
I bite your cheeks with my teeth, then *kiss* the top of your ass-crack (Your ass-crack)
Bend you over, kiss the top of your shoulders, gettin’ your ass smacked
I nibble the back of your neck and lick in your ear, you knowin’ I’m here
Not too loud ’cause you got neighbors around, but I want ’em to hear
Bae, I love the face you makin’ when I’m in your stomach in front of the mirror (Ayy)
And we had an argument, I’m solvin’ it when I rip from the rear
I’ll eat your clit out from behind, I crack a smile, a chandelier
You shot the text, applyin’ pressure, Breadwinner atmosphere

[Chorus]
Face down, make-up sex (Make-up sex)
Dick so good, she ignore my texts (Know what’s up)
And she show up on my steps, she like, “Where it’s at?” (Like, what up?)
Tell her bend it over, I’m gon’ break her back (Yeah, yeah)
Face down, make-up sex (Love the sex)
Choke her while I fuck her, she in love with that (Love)
Grippin’ on her waist, I make her bust it back, wind
She keep her face down, (Down) face down (Face down)

[Outro]
DJ Chose