When You Say



Lyrics to ‘When You Say’ by Jay 305:

–Verse 1: Jay 305–
I’m a baller, baby
September 4th, just like Beyoncé, baby
Save the small talk, girl, I ain’t no counsellor
Hit the 10, free, pay see you bounce it, so bounce it
I know you heard about Jay through your father probably
Got a couple R&B bitches in my pocket
Left the studio with ScHoolboy Q
Now I’m tryna see what’s up with you
I tried to told you, girl, I tried to warn ya
Have you wish that you live in California
Upset, it’s a hell of a view
Got you sayin’ I’m in love with you
But that’s all, yeah, you played yourself
I was gon’ work, work, work but you played yourself
So I’m ready to go when you ready
But first I got somethin’ to say, baby

–Chorus: Omarion–
When you say you love me, it don’t mean a thing
I’m just doing what I do but I’ll make it up to you, baby
When you say you love me, it don’t mean a thing
Ride it like a bull when you climb on top, girl, you know I’ma give you all I got
I’ma pick you in the foreign
A couple shots of Patrón, we pourin’
Who that nigga on your phone? Ignore him
Tell him you be back home in the mornin’, mornin’

–Verse 2: Jay 305–
Ooh, I’m back at it
Baby so thick, movin’ fire traffic
Had to hit the backstreets for my lil’ freak
GPS at 35, I be dead 3
Got a full tank of gas and the AC blowin’
Smellin’ good, feelin’ good ’cause the money keep comin’
I’ma get up in that thang while I’m palmin’ your ass
I see you feelin’ yourself, I gotta tell you somethin’
I’ma let you hold me on your front team, yeah
But really you ain’t sayin’ nothin’, yeah
But I’m ready to go when you ready
But first I got somethin’ to say, baby

–Chorus: Omarion–
When you say you love me, it don’t mean a thing
I’m just doing what I do but I’ll make it up to you, baby
When you say you love me, it don’t mean a thing
Ride it like a bull when you climb on top, girl, you know I’ma give you all I got
I’ma pick you in the foreign
A couple shots of Patrón, we pourin’
Who that nigga on your phone? Ignore him
Tell him you be back home in the mornin’, mornin’



Rich Homie Quan – Heart Cold



[Verse 1]
They throwin’ rocks behind their hands I’m not surprised
I don’t stand in traps I no longer supervise
I thank God every night before I close my eyes
Beefin’ with them niggas shot at ’em like 3 times
If I’m wrong then I don’t wanna be right
Got my phone in the back of my Levi’s
And I still don’t try no beef ’cause at the end she lied
I got these 100s in the safe stacked up neat high
Fuckin’ hoes gettin’ old, gettin’ money ain’t new
Shawty thinkin’ I’ma business man ’cause she seen homie in a suit
Top drop at anytime need a GPS for the roof
And I don’t really like no nigga who talk a lot rather show me what you gon’ do
Parallel in the parking lot I’m goin’ smoked out in the coupe
Got these 100 dollar bills in rubber bands ’cause I don’t like to carry money loose
Got a couple bands on these niggas’ head if I say the word they gon’ shoot
And I ain’t beefin’ with no nigga ’bout no bitch to me that ain’t cool
It’s too much money to be made out here yeah
Gotta keep my gun it ain’t safe out here
Been stayin’ down can’t show my face ’round here
And I ain’t trippin’ cut the lights out
Got this cross on my chest and you know it’s iced out

[Hook]
Heart cold ice box
I close lights out, Chicago ice out
Talk hard pipe down
Shootin’ shit head target
Dead friend red carpet
I can’t hear you nigga money in the way say it louder
Talk loud nah nigga
Ronny in the wall with a tracker on the phone just in case you wanna call a nigga
I’m paranoid, deep thought
I see dead people, I see you before you comin’ I’m lookin’ through the peephole

[Verse 2]
The G code yeah you know I’m stickin’ to it
Turn the volume up on yo’ headphones I wanna listen to it
Keep the top of yo’ head and Batman and let the pistol do it
Can’t close my eyes gotta face my fear just grip and do it
Stick and move you know I’m stickin’ to what we planned
He sick of losin’ I heard he spent all of his advance
Feel like a movie I walked in feelin’ just like the man
On every move I hit up make sure I had my mans
Right hand true if I swear I will never take the stand
I swear I’d shoot you look at the blisters on my hand
Shine bright headlight I gotta make the transaction if you got the bread right
This cross make me feel alive

[Hook]
Heart cold ice box
I close lights out, Chicago ice out
Talk hard pipe down
Shootin’ shit head target
Dead friend red carpet
I can’t hear you nigga money in the way say it louder
Talk loud nah nigga
Ronny in the wall with a tracker on the phone just in case you wanna call a nigga
I’m paranoid, deep thought
I see dead people, I see you before you comin’ I’m lookin’ through the peephole

[Outro]
Heart cold ice box
I close lights out
Talk hard pipe down
I can’t hear you nigga money in the way say it louder
Ronny in the wall with a tracker on the phone just in case you wanna call a nigga
I see dead people, I see dead people

Heart cold – Rich Homie Quan lyrics

Lyrics Rich Homie Quan – Heart cold

They throwin’ rocks behind their hands I’m not surprised
I don’t stand in traps I no longer supervise
I thank God every night before I close my eyes
Beefin’ with them niggas shot at ’em like 3 times
If I’m wrong then I don’t wanna be right
Got my phone in the back of my Levi’s
And I still don’t try no beef ’cause at the end she lied
I got these 100s in the safe stacked up neat high
f*ck a hoe get old, gettin’ money ain’t new
Shawty thinkin’ I’ma business man ’cause she seen homie in a suit
Top drop at anytime need a GPS for the roof
And I don’t really like no nigga who talk a lot rather show me what you gon’ do
Parallel in the parking lot I’m goin’ smoked out in the coupe
Got these 100 dollars in rubber bands ’cause I don’t like to carry money loose
Got a couple bands on these niggas’ head if I say the word they gon’ shoot
And I ain’t beefin’ with no nigga ’bout no b*tch to me that ain’t cool
It’s too much money to be made out here yeah
Gotta keep my gun it ain’t safe out here
Been stayin’ down can’t show my face ’round here
And I ain’t trippin’ cut the lights out
Got this cross on my chest and you know it’s iced out.(heart cold)

Heart cold ice box
I close lights out, Chicago ice out
Talk hard pipe down
Shootin’ sh*t head target
Dead friend red carpet
I can’t hear you nigga money in the way say it louder
Talk loud nah nigga versuri-lyrics.info
Ronny in the wall with a tracker on the phone just in case you wanna call a nigga
I’m paranoid, deep thought
I see dead people I see you before you comin’ I’m lookin’ through the peephole.

The G code yeah you know I’m stickin’ to it
Turn the volume up on the headphones I wanna listen to it
Keep the top of yo’ head and Batman and let the pistol do it
Can’t close my eyes gotta face my fear just grip and do it
Stick and move you know I’m stickin’ to what we planneddd.
Rich Homie Quan lyrics
Video cold

Quentin Miller – Addy (feat. Jace)

[Hook: Quentin Miller]
Yeah, send the address
It’s poppin’ over there, send the address
Yeah, yeah, send the address
I be on the way to pick the bag up

[Verse 1: Quentin Miller]
Yeah, I know that you can see me now, oh
Woah, woah, woah
[?] what you niggas see me, I don’t know
I stay in the crib and let the money pile up
What you think? Well, let’s get it then
What you think? Well, let’s get it then
Whole squad on the same page
GPS locked, headed your way

[Hook: Quentin Miller]
Yeah, send the address
It’s poppin’ over there, send the address
Yeah, yeah, send the address
I be on the way to pick the bag up

[Verse 2: Quentin Miller]
All she wants is for me to have fun
All he wants is for me to pull up, yeah
She already know I bought drugs
She hotter than a bubble bath, fuck
That’s how I know that she got me
I’m gon’ look out for my partners
Make sure you send me that address
I guarantee we gon’ pop up

[Hook: Quentin Miller]
Yeah, send the address
It’s poppin’ over there, send the address
Yeah, yeah, send the address
I be on the way to pick the bag up

[Verse 3: Quentin Miller]
Yeah, I know that you can see me now, oh
Woah, woah, woah
And even if I don’t, fuck steppin’ out though
I can always hit the crib, let the money pile up
What you think? Well, let’s get it then
What you think? Well, let’s get it then
Whole squad on the same page
GPS locked, headed your way

[Hook: Quentin Miller]
Yeah, send the address
It’s poppin’ over there, send the address
Yeah, yeah, send the address
I be on the way to pick the bag up

[Verse 4: Jace]
Headed your way
Headed your way
You know I’m drivin’ fast
I ain’t takin’ the slow way
Send the addy, bring some baddies, yeah
We got molly, we got lean, we got Xannies
If anybody askin’ for, we don’t have it
Let me put it in my phone, let me map it
Wood grain spinnin’, ball, play centre
[?] for supper, home and feast, dinner
Pop up like a tulip but these seats can’t be overlooked
We over by the [?] so send a text, we comin’ through
Send a text, we comin’ through, just tell me where we comin’ to
I fuck with her, she comin’ too, all these bands I’m runnin’ through
I’ma be a groupie, look at all these fans I’m runnin’ through
I ain’t never Han Solo, baby, know I got my crew, yeah
So what you tryna do? Yeah
What you wanna do? Yeah

[Outro: Quentin Miller]
What you tryna do?
We can leave here now if you want to
Send me the address, I’ll come over
Then we can do what we want to
We can do whatever you want to
And you know you want to
You know you want to
You know you want to
You know you want to
You know you want to
Click fast night, you want to

RAY J – Famous lyrics

I just wanna flex on my ex
I just put my name on the check
Nigga smokin’ propane on the jet
Bitches doin’ cocaine on the jet
Fuck all the hater shit, know that you see me
Big wheels, I’m whippin’ a Lamborghini
I see you act like I ain’t nobody
Tryna fuck a nigga high up with your issues
Talkin’ ’bout, “Baby I miss you”
Sentimental and I’m about to put you in your place
You think a nigga wanna diss you
What I’ve been through
I got too much hard for this bitch too
Damn right
I know that you cry when you’re goin’ to sleep every damn night
Damn lights and I ain’t gon’ practice
I fuck around and make another one…

Famous
Make another one famous
Make another one famous
Oh nooo, no

Sick of the lies
Bitch, just look at the time
Look at it shine
Yeah, knowin’ I’m fine
Knowin’ you bitchin’ to fuck up my vibe
Bitch, you a bum
Sorry I ain’t mean it, know where I’m from
Automatic tat-tat-tat out the drum
Got that paper, nigga, I got the funds
Bitches schemin’, nigga, already knowin’
Hoochie season and she already hoein’
She believes I’m ’bout to give her the foreign
She about to bring the best out of me
She got the GPS, know where I’m goin’
She from the ‘jects, but I took her to Florence
Gave her that check so that bitch could get on
Pinkie ring, yeah it’s stainless
Put you in danger when I made you…

Famous
Make another one famous
Make another one famous
Oh nooo, no

Bitch I’m alive, yeah I’m alive
Yeah bitch, I’m alive
I told you fuck niggas you’ll see me in time
And tell all my ex bitches just tellin’ those lies
I told the judge, my right hand to the sky
It wasn’t me, I’m not that kinda guy
She fuck me for fame, look in her eyes
She was the first one to sign on the line
She was the real one to plan it all out
Look at the family, they walk around proud
All because she had my dick in her mouth
Wanna have me in bed while you fuckin’ your spouse
Shows that you still a rat and your man Mickey Mouse
Gotta stay strapped when you walk around now
I got me a badass wife, and I’m happy now, yeah

Make another one famous
Make another one famous
Oh nooo, no

Jay Park – DRIVE (Feat. GRAY)

모든 일들이 잘 안 풀리고 있을 때
스트레스가 어깨에 가득 차 있을 때
너만 보면 맘이 너무나도 편해져
모든 고민 모든 걱정들이 싹 없어져
내 차에 올라타
바람 쐬러 가
밥 먹지 말고 와
전부 내가 해줄게
So Let’s go for a drive

Oh yeah girl 내 몸이 힘들어
Oh yeah girl 내 맘도 힘들어
이걸 치료할 수 있는 건

너 하나뿐 girl only you 데리러 갈게 girl 저녁때쯤
언제나 내가 누굴 필요로 했을 때
You was always there fa sho
내가 Jay-z면 너는 나의 Beyonce
Together we can run the world

어떤 차로 픽업 갈까
Take the Foreign 내 옆에는 네 자리
전세기에 태울 수 있을 때까지
It’s all for me and you I’m a keep on hustling

모든 일들이 잘 안 풀리고 있을 때
스트레스가 어깨에 가득 차 있을 때
너만 보면 맘이 너무나도 편해져
모든 고민 모든 걱정들이 싹 없어져
내 차에 올라타
바람 쐬러 가
밥 먹지 말고 와
전부 내가 해줄게
So Let’s go for a drive

우리 열심히 일했잖아
오늘 어디든지 떠나자
Me and you
Girl, I’ll show you the world

세계적인 커플 Victoria와 Beckham
나 알잖아 기대해도 돼
백이면 백 노력할게 girl
No matter what I’ll always be there you superman
꼭 지켜줄게 baby

길 잃을 일 없어 I’m yo GPS girl
어디든 다 갈게 cause you are so special
다음 단계로 가자 on to the next level
걱정은 다 제껴 우리만의 영원한 여행

모든 일들이 잘 안 풀리고 있을 때
스트레스가 어깨에 가득 차 있을 때
너만 보면 맘이 너무나도 편해져
모든 고민 모든 걱정들이 싹 없어져
내 차에 올라타
바람 쐬러 가
밥 먹지 말고 와
전부 내가 해줄게
So Let’s go for a drive

Let’s go for a drive
Let’s go for a drive baby
In this foreign car baby
All night long
Let’s go for a drive
Let’s go for a drive baby
You’re the only one that I want, my girl
I’m not a CEO
But I got a lot of money
So Let’s make a video
해변 도로를 누비고 싶어
Baby, are you gonna stay the night

모든 일들이 잘 안 풀리고 있을 때
스트레스가 어깨에 가득 차 있을 때
너만 보면 맘이 너무나도 편해져
모든 고민 모든 걱정들이 싹 없어져
내 차에 올라타
바람 쐬러 가
밥 먹지 말고 와
전부 내가 해줄게
So Let’s go for a drive

Jacquees – Eastside letras

[Intro]
Exotic, (Rich Gang)
What you know about the barber shop boys, know (?) type shit. You know what I’m saying? (?)

[Verse 1]
It’s 7 o’clock on the dot, I’m riding shotty
Foot on the gas, I’m tryna get you baby, tell me girl are you ready?
It’s a long way down, (?) from watching for the cops
GPS keep fucking up, I’m tryna find your street
I know damn well I’m right around the corner
I’m bringing some good girl I know that you a stoner

[Chorus]
They juuging hard on the south side
Get (?) on the west side
Make plays on the north side
None of ’em like my side
Come get your love on the east side
Come get your love on the east side
They juuging hard on the south side
Get (?) on the west side
Make plays on the north side
None of ’em like my side
Come get your love on the east side
Come get your love on the east side

[Verse 2]
On the east side (?) peace signs
Swerving lane to lane in ‘Quees ride
Say my name again, make you scream twice
And that nine stay on me, make your man think twice
I take you on that other side and put you on some shit
I let you watch me gamble, show you how I make a flip
You know damn well your man don’t want it
All the shots to make you jump up on it

[Chorus]
They juuging hard on the south side
Get (?) on the west side
Make plays on the north side
None of ’em like my side
Come get your love on the east side
Come get your love on the east side
They juuging hard on the south side
Get (?) on the west side
Make plays on the north side
None of ’em like my side
Come get your love on the east side
Come get your love on the east side

[Outro]
You know (?) type shit you always get. (?)