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DJ Paul TWhy Ayy, ayy Lot of 6's in here tonight Yeah, yeah, ayy (Dopeman!) Ten of us, we movin' as one I'm so proud of who I've become You might think I've taken some lumps Only if we talkin' 'bout sums (Yeah) Intentions are pure, they cannot tell me relax My mentions are jokes, but they never give me the facts This isn't that, can't be ignorin' the stats Based off of that, they gotta run me the max They gotta run me the max, they gotta double the racks They had it set up for real, but they didn't come with the slaps When I heard the shit I was skippin' through that If I get it trippin', it's no comin' back I don't understand, these niggas gotta adapt You know where I'm at, I put the 6 on the map Your shorty was bent, she wanted to vent I promise it fell in my lap My money is young, my problems are old I promise I'm bridgin' the gap Woo! You know what I'm sayin'? Woo! Ayy, ayy Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'? (Gyeah, gyeah, gyeah, gyeah!) Niggas provoke, this shit ain't a joke, man, nobody playin' He's at the top and he's at the top, but nobody stayin' These niggas around but they ain't around You know what I'm sayin'? Say that they down, when they shit is down You know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'? Ayy, ayy, yeah You know what I'm sayin'? Yo, get close enough to HOV, smell like a kilo still (Still) First album 26, I ain't need no deal (Real) Already a hood legend, I ain't need no Shyne (Woo!) First Rollie flooded out, I ain't see no time, woah Stand-up niggas, we only duckin' indictments Dope boys, Off-White, lookin' like soft white on 'em Heh, you know what I'm sayin'? We in the buildin', we came for a billion, ain't nobody playin' Live every word that I'm rappin' Say I lost 90 bricks and it happened You probably wouldn't believe Everything that you seein' right now if it wasn't live action I ain't on the 'Gram, they record who I am God to these dope boys, how do you not be a HOV fan? I'm what Meech shoulda been I'm what Supreme didn't become If Alpo didn't snitch, niggas'd be like Young I got your President tweetin', I won't even meet with him Y'all killed X and let Zimmerman live, shhh, s-streets is done You know what I'm sayin'? Ayy, ayy, yeah You know what I'm sayin'? Niggas provoke, this shit ain't a joke, man, nobody playin' He's at the top and he's at the top, but nobody stayin' These niggas around but they ain't around You know what I'm sayin'? Say that they down, when they shit is down You know what I'm sayin'? Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'? Ayy, ayy, yeah You know what I'm sayin'?

newyorksoul

Bottle of red, bottle of white My dad sent to me the other night In the box there was a postcard just for fun Saying everyone is proud, we miss you son See my mother on Skype Hear my sisters through postcards they write Watch my niece grow through Instagram Yeah, around the world my body will roam But my soul’s in New York My soul’s in New York Light creeps in the hotel from the sun All the homies left a voicemail from the pub "Thinking of you, we’ll pour out a beer But goddamn, Jon, we wish you were here" See my mother on Skype Hear my sisters through postcards they write Watch my niece grow through Instagram Yeah, around the world my body will roam But my soul’s in New York My soul’s in New York See my mother on Skype Hear my sisters through postcards they write Watch my niece grow through Instagram Yeah, around the world my body will roam But my soul’s in New York

straight up remix

Mental, Yeah, Skepta Big up my nigga Jaykae, Daps, Choppa, Tempa, Depzman, Sox and all the Birmingham G's Ayy I'mma be straight up like let's talk about Lord of the Mics, yeah that was heavy blood Can't believe I repeated a lyric and Devilman didn't say "said that already blood" Why you repeating it, I woulda' been finished, out of all my lyrics I spat that twice Anyway fuck that, talk about me you better hashtag grime Crowd went mad when I spat that rhyme, everybody went mad when I spat that rhyme Turned up late, black man time, all black suit and it's Batman time Think that you're me but you're not that guy, vintage shirt but you're not that fly Feds seen me on the TV and they're like "Can't believe we never stopped that guy" 2005 when I first shot that 9, I didn't see where the bullet went, but all I know it made my arm go flyin' Looked at Solo, this guy's shooting and laughing at the same time I said Solo fam, I won't lie We ain't gonna buss in this ting if 24/7 us man are on crime Now I don't need a label budget, no publicity stunts Number 1 album, entry of the week, never went on the radio once You better go and get Blacklisted, I tell an MC please don't get it twisted If I don't call you fam then you better know that it's straight business Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up No bullshit, no lies, its the remix, straight up Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up No bullshit, no lies, its the remix, straight up Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up No bullshit, no lies, its the remix, straight up Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up No bullshit, no lies, its the remix, straight up If I was Christian, I would put my hand on the bible But still on my unborn child, I'mma be straight up like it says in the title I'mma tell 'em all straight I don't care what big chain you're buying Don't care what you say, you're lying I've come to expose, Imma die trying So if I ain't breaking the record, I'm breaking the vinyl Let me see if you're really a man,never been to your bredrin's grave Seen big man cry with his knees in the sand That's why when them man spit blood, I ain't feelin' a man Light a big spliff for my G's in the can Wifey wants to know where I am Tell her that I’m with Jaykae smoking Tangerine Dream in Dam Pull the cheese out, pull it all out Man are living the dream fuck going back to the trap I don't wanna pull the 8 ball out Sellotape on the tonitas (why?) so the batteries don't fall out (mental) Wrappin' up scores thinking about which pussy'oles name do I wanna call out, kill a couple MC's, Man are on tour now And the crowd is loud as a bitch, I swear this year man smoked over a thousand spliffs Picked up an ounce of the piff, this spliff I'm smoking was like a baseball bat, now it's shorter than an album skit And alot of these pricks ain't doing anything for the mandem, that's why they ain't allowed in the bits Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up No bullshit, no lies, its the remix, straight up Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up No bullshit, no lies, its the remix, straight up Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up No bullshit, no lies, its the remix, straight up Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up No bullshit, no lies, its the remix, straight up

winner

(Justin Timberlake) T.I.P. (yo, uh) Aye Jamie, JT I'm 'bout to get back hot again man You know I'm fresh out that thang, let go (talk to me) I'm so up there and so out there, you so not here Hey, hey, you see we so up there and we so out there (Uh, yeah, let me get it right here first, hey!) I'm wakin, up in the morning Hustlin to the stage, if I've been performin Bustlin through the hay and bustin the door in Lately nothin messes up my step and scorin And speakin of the Misses, I'm watchin 'em pour in (uh) Just like a drink that I'm enjoyin And don't mean bottles, you welcome to join in Just look at me soarin, feelin like Jordan (Aaah-ah) hold up I ain't finished yet On the top but you just don't get it yet I don't get cut, I make 'em cut the check Can't hear me in the stands, let me say it again (Aaah-ah) You ain't heard I'm the shit On the top but you just don't get it yet I never got cut but I make 'em cut the check So hate on but guess what I feel like I can't miss I know they want me to fall But ain't nothin bigger than this So just pass me the ball You know you lookin at a winner, winner, winner I can't miss, can't lose, can't miss You know you lookin at winner, winner, winner `Cause I'm a winner, yeah I'm a winner I'm steppin out in the evening Keep winnin and screamin You gotta be cheatin but I'm so breezy I make this look easy And y'all thinkin I'm seasoned You gotta believe me I went from TVs to screens to DVDs To CDs to MP3s overseas I got, no time, the talking is boring Just look at me soarin, feeling like Jordan (Aaah-ah) hold up I ain't finished yet On the top but you just don't get it yet I never got cut, I make 'em cut the check Can't hear me in the stands, let me say it again (Aaah-ah) You ain't heard I'm the shit On the top but you just don't get it yet I never got cut but I make 'em cut the check So hate on but guess what That's right, you see the, Porsche Panamera, got 'em in hysteria The turbo super fast and that McLaren even scarier Hear me turnin corners, burnin rubber in your area I'm hard to follow once I pop the clutch and hit the throttle I'm recession proof, I don't run to money, money run to me In this economy, guess I'm considered an anomaly Bugattis, Maseratis, new Ferraris, I got one of each My future bright, tight like the pussy out in front of me Turn pain to progression in every studio session Passion into perfection, to failure I'm an exception Fuck if you wanna lose, to battle me is a blessing You couldn't die at the hands of a better man I ran from the bottom to the best, no Auto-Tune Been in the lead, say you seen King follow whom Never that, I'm the freshest go ask whoever that King back, money long as a old Cadillac (*laughing*) - w/ T.I. ad libs Hey man, you thought a little vacation was gonna hold me back homeboy Man, I'm back man, brighter than ever You understand that? If you didn't like me then, ha, you gonna hate me now nigga

dope bitch skit

I love a Daytona rose gold Rolex, the black face, a good Fendi fur, some Tom Ford thigh high's and a crocodile Birkin. I'm set. I'm not basic right here Not basic? (Not basic) Nah, no basic bitches allowed Why? What they do? Basic bitches make me nervous. Yes. They make me nervous. You wanna impress? Here, I'm gon' show you. If you're a boss, this stack right here falls out of your pocket, you don't even got time to pick it up. (You keep walking) You don't got time. You keep going. It's probably not worth your time. (Your minutes cost more than the stack.) Keep it moving. (Alrght.) Keep it fresh. (Keep it fresh. Keep it money, baby. All day.) It's our money dance. I have my basic bitches pick up my money for me. I pay my basic bitches to pick up my money for me Alright, that's cool I tell 'em keep it. Buy something nice. I heard Raven's having a sale. Yes. You know the real boss bitches though? Call up George Condo. Make me a fucking one of a kind One of one's? One of one's How much was it? Priceless, baby Priceless. So what's a typical shopping day for ya'll? How much? Like on a tab? Typical shopping -- it's never typical with me That day you -- that day you go- It depends on what kind of mood I'm in that day You're in the mood to shop I'm in the mood to shop? Right Can't put a price on it She doesn't wanna make you nervous I don't wanna make you nervous, baby. I don't wanna make you nervous I don't think you can. I ain't been nervous in a minute, in a while You sure? You're not nervous right now? Do I look nervous? I'm relaxed Yeah? I'm so relaxed. I'm probably too relaxed You're relaxed Yeah Let's make him a little nervous How are we gonna make you nervous? Give him my number I don't think you can You sure? My shoes don't make you nervous? Not at all Are you sure? My wrists? That's a nice wrist How about my earrings? They make you nervous? Nah Nah? My weave make you nervous? You wanna know what basic bitches do? They wash their hair with shampoo. You know what we wash our hair with? I wash my hair with fucking champagne, baby. (All day) Champagne. (All day) I hope it's Belaire Rosé I bathe in Belaire Rosé. I have people wash me in Belaire Rosé. People fucking throw rose petals at me when I walk by. They throw Belaire Rosé Why they do that? I'm a fucking boss. Ugh. Was that good? How was that? Ugh. I can't take life. Was that great? But there really is a lot of money on the floor. What is that?

a fever you cant sweat out medley

Sit tight, I'm going to need you to keep time Come on, just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me Good, good, now we're making some progress Come on, just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well Don't you see? I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention I aim to be your eyes This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital It's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional It sure as hell ain't normal but we deal, we deal The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in No it's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional And it sure as hell ain't normal but we deal, we deal You're a regular decorated emergency You're a regular decorated emergency Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Sit back, relax, sit back, relapse again Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid Just sit back, just sit back Sit back, sit back, relax, relapse Sit back, sit back, woah Can't take the kid out of the fight The I.V. and your hospital bed This was no accident This was a therapeutic chain of events Now I'm of consenting age To be forgetting you in a cabaret somewhere Downtown where a burlesque queen May even ask my name As she sheds her skin on stage I'm seated and sweating to a dance song On the club's P.A The strip joint veteran sits two away Smirking between dignified sips of his dignified Peach and lime daiquiri And isn't this exactly where you'd like me? I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance And paying in naivety? Oh, isn't this exactly where you'd like me? I'm exactly where you'd like me, you know Praying for love in a lap dance, oh But, but I'm afraid that I Well, I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead D-dead, d-dead, d-dead in this place Well, I'm afraid that I That's right Well, I may have faked it And I wouldn't be caught dead in this place (Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen Swear to shake it up, you swear to listen Swear to shake it up, swear to shake it up) La-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da La-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da La-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da La-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da

i told yall

Young Money! Young Money! Young Mula Baby (I usually don't do this) Told y'all, I told y’all I told y’all, I told y’all I told y’all, I told y’all I told y’all, I tote it to him Put the bullet in the Glock and blow the Wake a nigga up in his bed when he sleep Tie the nigga up from his head to his feet Then I light the nigga up from his head to his feet Put his body in the water and his head on the beach Light another blunt just to save me the grief I don't give a fuck I was made for the beef I don't give a fuck I'm straight from the streets But I'm crooked as a bitch Bitch wave to the thief Lie to the bad guy, hi to the good dope Ride with the bad guy Try and you get smoked Lie and you get smoked Lie for a nigga though Try for a nigga though Die for a nigga though Why would a nigga go to New Orleans This is Katrina-land The President flew over and he ain't even land We ain't even mad We ain't even playing It's duct tape season in my region And you ain't leaving until we eating And I want my piece and I want my peeps to get their piece And they want their peeps to get their piece And until then tell you peeps no peace I'm a beast and I feast every beat I seek And I freak every mix CD I leak I need to be at the t-o-p o-f h-i-p-h-o-p And I'm i-n-d-a-c-u-t-w-i-t-h them Uzis Who, me Yes, me Call me Weezy West, B Cause I'm wilder than the mothafucking Wild West be I'm so ready, are you ready for me I'm Young Money, Young Moolah baby Break in a nigga car at the light Put the gun to his head, make him park on the right and Then I tell him don't talk Make him get out and walk And then I tell my goons get right in When you're fucking with a nigga like me No homo, but you're fucking with a rider M.I.A. when a nigga try to Fuck another motherfucker and them other motherfuckers Cause can't no mothafucker fuck with a nigga If you fuck with Lil' Tune I’ma let my goons just follow your ass like Twitter nigga We can do what you want I don't care Anyhow, anywhere, anytime I swear At sun up on a nigga I will run up on a nigga Put the gun up on a nigga Now I'm one up on a nigga, yeah I will run the clock behind the guap And if my leg broke, I will hop Bitch, I will hustle 'til I drop Bitch, I will throw you from the top of the world I got myself a Boston girl She’s my gypsy, I'm her genie Ride my magic carpet girl Flow so sick you cough and hurl I'm so twisted, I walk and swirl I'm so lifted, I walk on clouds Please, please, please, don't shoot me down Fucking right I put it down Buy it white then cook it brown This is how great looking sound KY bring the hook around Hollygrove U.S.A Parlez-vous Francais Hot as picante I am a zombie, what more can I say Cause after all, I I told y’all I tote it Put the bullet in the Glock and blow that bitch If you know like I know you'd put money way before that bitch Everyone got they hand out so I drop my draws, let em hold that dick I’ma roll that stick and I’ma roll it thick And I know I'm colder when it's cold as brick And I ain't that old, I'm just twenty-six All in your mouth like I'm a dentist bitch Fuck you and your interest bitch We on some shoot the interest shit Better find the exit boy My Nina is so sexy boy And she feeling desperate boy Don’t make her molest you boy Pressure, pressure boy What would make you test the boy I'm great with no effort boy Your face will get severed boy I'm breaking your level boy, I'm taking your medal boy Weezy F Baby and the 'F' is for forever, boy

anyway

I can fuck you anyway You gon' bust it down, I fuck you anyway Diamond Pateks and the Audemars Bitch, my pieces hit for everything Are you gon' let me demonstrate? Shawty, I bet that I can fuck you anyway Diamond Pateks and the Audemars Bitch, my pieces hit for everything Yeah, it's heavyweight Pulled up in that bitch and yell "My pieces hit for everything" Oh, diamond necklace like spaghetti links She was tryna front, I told her "I can fuck you any day" Wap up in my pocket, that's the Fetty way Poppin' like I'm Pablo at the Medellin Drunk as fuck, I'm goin' off the Hennessy I look like my pieces hit for everything I think that your bitch could be the one, yeah Smokin' dope, I hope that I don't lose a lung, yeah I got bad bitches they wanna have fun, yeah So gon' fun yeah, but don't be frontin', yeah I can fuck you anyway You gon' bust it down, I fuck you anyway Diamond Pateks and the Audemars Bitch, my pieces hit for everything Are you gon' let me demonstrate? Shawty, I bet that I can fuck you anyway Diamond Pateks and the Audemars Bitch, my pieces hit for everything Bad bitch, she look like a weddin' day She gon' let a nigga slice the weddin' cake I smoke lots of weed and yeah, that's everyday I get high in every single way I just met a bitch, her name was Tiffany Fuck her like I just had an epiphany Maybe it's the Henny or the piff in me Wake up like I'm 'bout to fuck your bitch today I hope you that 'bout it, you ain't all talk I love when you don't wanna hear the small talk I'm still lookin' for my name in your call log My girl, there's somethings we should call off I can fuck you anyway You gon' bust it down, I fuck you anyway Diamond Pateks and the Audemars Bitch, my pieces hit for everything Are you gon' let me demonstrate? Shawty, I bet that I can fuck you anyway Diamond Pateks and the Audemars Bitch, my pieces hit for everything

skimeetsworld

Huh, yuh, bitch, water! JAMZ, turn me up! Huh, huh, ayy! Wooh! Can I Bob the Build a bitch? Yes I can Can we Thomas the Train her? I think I can (Yeah!) Pull up with white on me like I’m Damn Daniel with Vans (Damn Daniel) My dick as long as the beak on face of Toucan Sam, uh No Frooty Loop, bitch do the hula hoop When my dick ejaculate on her cuticle, uh No Frooty Loop, bitch do the hula hoop When my dick ejaculate on her cuticle, uh Can I Bob the Build a bitch? Yes I can Can we Thomas the Train her? I think I can (Yeah!) Pull up with white on me like I’m Damn Daniel with Vans (Damn Daniel) My dick as long as the beak on face of Toucan Sam, uh No Frooty Loop, bitch do the hula hoop When my dick ejaculate on her cuticle, uh No Frooty Loop, bitch do the hula hoop When my dick ejaculate on her cuticle, uh What does you got? Hooh, bitch! I got ice, it look nice That's that spice, I'm like, "What?" Your bitch ride, on my dick Like a trike, I said, "What?" I pulled up, with a strap I'm not dyke, I said, "Huh?" I don't like sushi, but I like coochie Wetter than ice, I said, "What?" I said, "What, what, what, what, what?" Cum on her choker, shut that bitch ass up Up, up, up, up, yo' bitch a slut, ayy! They think I'm special, just 'cause the clout (Ayy!) What did you get from it? I get the mouth (Ayy-ayy-ayy) I'm in her pussy while you in a drought Drought, just like the crust on your mouth Can I Bob the Build a bitch? Yes I can Can we Thomas the Train her? I think I can (Yeah!) Pull up with white on me like I’m Damn Daniel with Vans (Damn Daniel) My dick as long as the beak on face of Toucan Sam, uh No Frooty Loop, bitch do the hula hoop When my dick ejaculate on her cuticle, uh No Frooty Loop, bitch do the hula hoop When my dick ejaculate on her cuticle, uh Can I Bob the Build a bitch? Yes I can Can we Thomas the Train her? I think I can (Yeah!) Pull up with white on me like I’m Damn Daniel with Vans (Damn Daniel) My dick as long as the beak on face of Toucan Sam, uh No Frooty Loop, bitch do the hula hoop When my dick ejaculate on her cuticle, uh No Frooty Loop, bitch do the hula hoop When my dick ejaculate on her cuticle, uh

born sinner album covers

J. Cole - Born Sinner (Standard Cover) J. Cole - Born Sinner (Deluxe Edition Cover)

im in here

I'm in here Can anybody see me? Can anybody help? I'm in here A prisoner of history Can anybody help? Can't you hear my call? Are you coming to get me now? I've been waiting for You to come rescue me I need you to hold All of the sadness I can not Live withinside of me I'm in here I'm trying to tell you something Can anybody help? I'm in here I'm calling out but you can't hear Can anybody help? Can't you hear my call? Are you coming to get me now? I've been waiting for You to come rescue me I need you to hold All of the sadness I can not Live withinside of me I'm crying out, I'm breaking down I am fearing it all Stuck inside these walls Tell me there is hope for me Is anybody out there listening? Can't you hear my call? Are you coming to get me now? I've been waiting for You to come rescue me I need you to hold All of the sadness I can not Live withinside of me Can't you hear my call? Are you coming to get me now? I've been waiting for You to come rescue me I need you to hold Live withinside of me I'm in here Can anybody see me? Can anybody help?

intro mastermind

What is this? Maybach Music I like this Maybach Music (Sweet!) "Push it to the-" "Everyday I'm-" "Ten years later-for me to cash out" "Chickens put me in position" "At the top" Now there is something you need to know about the mastermind In order to understand the overall concept and the prior to achieve success in all that you do You must know that you can borrow other people knowledges, achievements, life experiences, and even their personal ressources in order to execute your own life goals By adapting this one idea, you can achieve more in a short time than you could in a lifetime otherwise “I stand boss and I mean that” We all know that you cannot get something for nothing There is a price tag to everything Even your own success

click

Get what I want like "click" They want a pic like "click" Cheers with the glass like "click" Cash register goes "click" You can't fuck with my clique (Clique) Strut my stuff on the strip Prospects all in the whip Pull up and vroom, oh shit Charli's up in this bitch Charli's up in this sitch Get what I want like "click" They want a pic like "click" Cheers with the glass like "click" Cash register goes "click" You can't fuck with my clique (Clique) Strut my stuff on the strip Prospects all in the whip Pull up and vroom, oh shit Charli's up in this bitch Yeah, Charli's up in this Pull up and we drippin' in gold The king of my clique when I roll Hit Kim 'cause she cute on my phone Hit Tommy, he know how to ball We fly off first class to Moscow I'm zoomin' my way 'round the globe (Zoom) Don't care 'bout the records you sold Cosign if you did it alone (Yeah) I'm so 20/20 with my vision 20/20 with precision, I'm so legit I'm so 2020, when I wanna go pop I'll pop, I got them hits Pick the research, get the camera Click it on, baby, come on, watch me dip Watch me dip with my clique, ooh-ooh Watch me dip with my, yeah Get what I want like "click" They want a pic like "click" Cheers with the glass like "click" Cash register goes "click" You can't fuck with my clique Strut my stuff on the strip Prospects all in the whip Pull up and vroom, oh shit Charli's up in this bitch Charli's up in this si— Woo-ah Bunch of bad bitches in my clique, we on a roll, yeah Kim Possible up in this bitch, now watch me go off Bust it down, down, down, look at my wrist, I'm such a show off Designer everything, Versace, Louis, Goyard First they want a check, first they send the Wraith Lookin' like a safe, diamonds in your face Skinny in the waist, make him eat the cake Charli with me, babe, Charli with me, babe Rock like full of bass, you get to LA Cookie super sweet, put it on a tray Got an appetite, come and clean the plate You heard what I say, you heard what I say, yeah I'm next level, so legit with all my clique, clique, clique, yeah Yeah, all you bitches fuckin' wish you had this clique, yeah I get what I want like "click" They want a pic like "click" Cheers with the glass like "click" Cash register goes "click" You can't fuck with my clique Strut my stuff on the strip Prospects all in the whip Pull up and vroom, oh shit Charli's up in this bitch (Oh) Kim is up in this bitch I'm hard like Sudoku (Sudoku), expensive like Coco (Oh) If no pay, I won't go (Won't go), don't fuck with a broke ho (Oh) Tommy goin' loco (Loco, yeah), look at the Chopard (Ching-ching) Babushka do go-go (Yeah), solo, I GoPro (Du-du-du-du) Macintosh and Big Mac, duck No cockblock around this block Please don't, doors unlocked like I don't really give a fuck Flip the check, jump out dat-dat For my clique, let me hashtag (Хэштег) We get lit, but we never need a lot Don't like fake class Mmm (Charli) Mmm, oh, mmm (It's Charli) Get what I want like "click" They want a pic like "click" Cheers with the glass like "click" Cash register goes "click" You can't fuck with my clique Strut my stuff on the strip Prospects all in the whip Pull up and vroom, oh shit Charli's up in this bitch Charli's up in this

too late

Ever since the day that we met I couldn't get you out of my head There was always something about you Every chance that I seem to get Finds a way to end in regret There was always something about you Jealousy keeps containing me In time you'll see Just what we could be But I'm always too late I'm always too late I see you but I always hesitate Cause I'm always too late Don't wanna be too late To have you by me side and I can't wait Cause never is too late Every time I see you with him I'm tearing down the walls in my head I can't hold back any longer Jealousy keeps containing me In time you'll see Just what we could be Wanted to tell you What I feel inside Don't wanna hurt you I'll make you feel alright Wanted to tell you What I feel inside Don't wanna hurt you I'll make you feel alright But I'm always too late I'm always too late I see you but I always hesitate Cause I'm always too late Don't wanna be too late To have you by me side and I can't wait Cause I'm always too late (I'm always too late) I'm always too late (Waiting for you babe) I see you but I always hesitate Cause I'm always too late (I'm always too late) Don't wanna be too late (Waiting for you babe) To see you by my side and I can't wait Cause never is too late

bounce

Yeah, yeah Khalil Girl, make that ass bounce, bounce (boing) She shakin' for money, she shakin' for money Bounce, bounce (bounce) All of my niggas that have them blue hunnids Bounce, bounce (boing) Hannah Montana, Dirty Diana (Hannah) She shakin' so hard, she shakin' so hard Lil' mama got stamina Bounce, bounce (boing, shake it) Girl, make that ass bounce, bounce (shake it, ayy, ayy) Make that ass touch the ground, a nigga wanna see you bounce (woah, woah) Make that ass touch the ground, a nigga wanna see you bounce (woah, woah) Ha, I got a bad bitch with good credit Bitch, you on a Perc', I'm Offset Went to Chiraq with the pack, I bought a Mac-11 Keep my business on the low 'cause these niggas tellin' You niggas pay for the pussy, I play with that pussy for free I'm comin' straight outta Compton, all a nigga know is money and lean Poppin' them pills, when I fuck on your bitch, tell her look in the mirror Take off that lingerie, leave on 'em heels, she lovin' my tattoos, I'm pullin' her hair I know that she freakin', pussy poppin' for a pair of sneakers Lil' mama be geekin', the pussy so good, lil' mama be leakin' Doors suicide, limo tints and that candy paint And them hoes like the one time, 100 thousand dollars make 'em bounce Girl, make that ass bounce, bounce (boing) She shakin' for money, she shakin' for money (woah, oh) Bounce, bounce (bounce) All of my niggas that have them blue hunnids Bounce, bounce (boing) Hannah Montana, Dirty Diana (Hannah) (ooh, ooh) She shakin' so hard, she shakin' so hard Lil' mama got stamina (yeah) Bounce, bounce (boing, shake it) Girl, make that ass bounce, bounce (shake it, ayy, ayy) (ah, ah) Make that ass touch the ground, a nigga wanna see you bounce (woah, woah) (woah, oh) Make that ass touch the ground, a nigga wanna see you bounce (woah, woah) Throw that ass in a circle, drop it down and pick it up She love trap niggas smokin' on that cookie, drinkin' mud Bathing Ape, my AK, whole banana clips (bop, bop!) I got the plug, why you fuckin' with that water whip? (Ow!) Yeah, she already know I'm a stoner Presidential smokin' California, you can smell that Obama aroma I ain't worried 'bout nothin', got that .45 in that holster Virginia nigga, west coast, ain't braggin' or boastin' but it's a quarter mill for these trophies She never been on a private flight She told me she fuckin' for a ticket to see One Hell of a Nite Oh baby, you know these bitches the baddest, I make 'em hoes sleep on the couch I done fucked so many bitches, a nigga done really lost count Bounce, bounce (boing, shake it) (ah, ah) Girl, make that ass bounce, bounce (boing) Make that ass touch the ground, a nigga wanna see you bounce (woah, woah) (woah, oh) Make that ass touch the ground, a nigga wanna see you bounce (woah, woah) I like thick hoes (woah, ayy) Young rich nigga with a bankroll (bankroll) Pop that pussy on the pole (pop that, damn) It's me and my niggas, baby, you know what we came for (uh) The Percocet mixed with the Xanax (Xans) Lil' mama, she came with no panties (nope) The molly like Marilyn Manson Got fifty bitches all up in my mansion (bad) Lil' mama, she hot like a fever (hot) I'm ballin' like Gilbert Arenas (uh) Smokin' on kush in that reefer (gang, gang) She call up my phone and hit like a beeper (brrr) Bounce that ass like a pogo (boing) She fuckin' with Quavo, head huncho (huncho) My life is trap out that bando (woo) Her plug came in on that camel (woo) The way that she shakin', way that she dancin' Damn, lil' mama got stamina (shake it) She dancin' like Dirty Diana She gettin' so nasty, I call that bitch Pamela Bounce, bounce (boing, shake it) (ah, ah) Girl, make that ass bounce, bounce (boing) Make that ass touch the ground, a nigga wanna see you bounce (woah, woah) (woah, oh) Make that ass touch the ground, a nigga wanna see you bounce (woah, woah) That booty delicious, she with it She pussy poppin', shakin' ass and titties I'm a young rich nigga, that's my religion Fuckin' that chick, money makin' millions Keep bossin' with bitches and I'm on a mission Frank Lugers on, I'm not scratchin', they itchin' Butt naked bitches whippin' in the kitchen Whippin' up D until 'til they get dizzy She shakin' it like it's a dancer I done put a whole lot of money around her (ayy) She poppin' it like it's a movie audition So I had to put this on camera (flash) She twerkin' so long, she got stamina Saw me pull up in the tarantula (skrrt) She tell me she don't fuck with amateurs And she gon' let me fuck if she hit that cannabis Girl, make that ass bounce

pretend its ok

What would you do? What would you say? How does it feel? Pretend it's okay My eyes deceive me, but it's still the same Pretend it's okay I remember the day when we were out all night I wish that I could get the day back and tell you it's alright (Cause we all do the same thing, we just don't realise) That we're living on borrowed time What would you do? What would you say? How does it feel? Pretend it's okay My eyes deceive me, but it's still the same Pretend it's okay I see the light that I'm chasing A memory, but it's fading When it's gone, I'll be waiting (Knowing it's too late) You chose the road that I'm walking Now it's your soul that I'm caught in And you're not hearing when I'm calling Calling your name) One breath, one step, one life, one heart Two words, two eyes, new beginning, new start (Too deep, too narrow, too short, too bright I'm better with you, here by my side) What would you do? What would you say? How does it feel? Pretend it's okay My eyes deceive me, but it's still the same Pretend it's okay Nothing here, no one talking, knowing it's too late But sometimes it can get so hard pretending it's okay Nothing here, no one talking, nothing's gonna change But sometimes it can get so hard pretending it's okay What would you do? What would you say? How does it feel? Pretend it's okay My eyes deceive me, but it's still the same Pretend it's okay What would you do? What would you say? How does it feel? Pretend it's okay My eyes deceive me, but it's still the same Pretend it's okay

finessin remix

Trappin' getting old so I been movin' weight Pigeons in the trunk I'm on the interstate Made myself a plug get it 100 ways And I still got the act you know I love the taste Spending dirty money at the Gucci store Fuckin' with the models eating sushi rolls She think I'm a rapper get that groupie look Baby-mama mad she seen me movin' up On to bigger better things on those television screens I don't never get to sleep cause I'm so heavy in the streets I just blew a hundred thousand and I'm goin' outta town And I'ma try to make it back all right back Finessin', finessin', I be finessin Finessin', finessin', I be finessin Finessin', finessin', I be finessin Finessin', finessin', I be finessin Sprite come home this year and we can't hardly wait Deto in the feds and RC doin' state Accepted consequences comin' with the game Everybody kept it silent no one said a name Sorry that I got you like Rich Homie, wait What I meant to say was make you feel some type of way I was jokin' one thing that I don’t get to do enough I'm glad it make you mad that I be cuttin' up On to bigger better things I been swervin', switchin' lanes I don’t ever get to sleep, standin' tall while in the streets Jumpin' bond three hundered thou' now I’m goin' outta town Pray to God I make it all right back Finessin', finessin', I be finessin Finessin', finessin', I be finessin Finessin', finessin', I be finessin Finessin', finessin', I be finessin My plug just came through, brought me a jar of pills Bout 10 pints of lean and a lot of kill' I don’t waste my breath if you ain't talkin' bills And if you spending stacks then I'll come by yo' crib And if you coppin' 3 then I'll cut you a deal I might pull up sir you know I got the steel And I don’t buy no lean if it ain't got the seal My homie got indicted so I'm bout to chill I been fuckin' up these beats, couple grand to hear me speak Ridin' heavy in the streets, got the Glock under the seat My young nigga tote so you know a young nigga hold it Finessin', finessin', I be finessin Finessin', finessin', I be finessin Finessin', finessin', I be finessin Finessin', finessin', I be finessin Im up right now, yeah Im up right now, yeah Im up right now, yeah Im up right now, yeah Im up right now, yeah Im up right now, yeah Im up right now, yeah Im up right now, yeah Finessin', finessin', I be finessin' Finessin', finessin', I be finessin Finessin', finessin', I be finessin Finessin', finessin', I be finessin

rider

Wha- Uh Let's see if you a rider Let's see if you a rider That sounds clean Hey Let's see if you a rider for real I don't know if you a rider for real I'ma fight for your love, survival for real Uh-huh Let's see if you a rider for real I really wanna see if you a rider for real Don't think just 'cause you grip the wheel Makes you a straight-up rider for real I don't know, I don't know If I should give you the key to my soul I don't know, no, I don't know My paranoia and insecurities hold me close Lay me down to sleep with my casket closed Nail it shut, make sure not to leave a thing exposed I don't know, oh, I don't know Blonde hair don't care, please don't leave me froze Stuffed cigarillos and Percs keep me whole "Should've shot it in the head" — words from my bro But anything for romance, I'ma risk it all Oh, oh Let's see if you a rider for real I really wanna see if you a rider for real Don't think just 'cause you grip the wheel Makes you a straight-up rider for real I don't know, I don't know If I should give you the key to my soul I don't know, no, I don't know My paranoia and insecurities hold me close I'm codeine Cobain, I'ma pour a four I don't do cocaine, but it's Perc in my nose I suffer from excessive road-rage Take my life and crash it into this ho It don't matter, you can have my heart Kill me faster, what's mine is yours On a platter, I watched you grab that dagger She's a stabber But is she a rider? Or is she poison, a viper? She gets me high as supplier and I'm on fire Will she be my firefighter? Let's see if you a rider for real I really wanna see if you a rider for real Don't think just 'cause you grip the wheel Makes you a straight-up rider for real I don't know, I don't know If I should give you the key to my soul I don't know, no, I don't know My paranoia and insecurities hold me close

pda

Intimate scenes, fresh from my dreams Of a triple X movie scene I could care less about being seen A higher self-esteem if you on me (Ain't that the way it's supposed to be?) I say baby do you think Sugar's so sweet, it'll rot my teeth But instead it just rottens me, yeah Spoiled crazy Public display of affection (Got 'em hatin') Pointin' in our direction (Watch 'em watch 'em) Public display of affection Makes them wish they had it this way We be at the club, the restaraunt The grocery store or the movie Kissin' and touchin' with my hands all over ya booty Wherever it is, we is, I'll love it truly Your PDA-A-A, your PDA-A-A Your PDA-A-A, your PDA-A-A Remember at the beach, we brought the sheets And were harassed by police Good thing we didn't go too deep Everywhere we meet, the passion in me just screams I just need you in my reach Baby your suspense, you being tense Has got me convinced You're the fingers to my instrument From the lobby to the patio (Boy you're so crazy) And we so compatible From the Starbucks to the Navajo (You nasty) And we so compatible The club, the restaraunt The grocery store or the movie Kissin' and touchin' with my hands all over ya booty Wherever it is, yes, I'll love it truly Your PDA-A-A, your PDA-A-A Your PDA-A-A, your PDA-A-A Your PDA-A-A (I want your PDA)

new york city

Aye yo, times is hard, but we get through em And even though it's crime involved, we had to do 'em By any means, Malcolm X marks the spot I went from ridin' bikes to ridin' through in a drop The road to success for me was real gritty Wasn't no stress for me, don't feel pity Life is a bitch and she sure ain't pretty And I'mma do me anyway, nigga Cause I'm from New York City I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills A young prodigy when it come to drug deals In New York I get blood money Dirty cash bought my matte black Jeep I used to skip out on cabs Went from givin' no dough to given limos to get to shows Either way I'm driven - the shit shows Spit flows like boat sick hoes, Yachtmaster Rolex watch above my Mo' Drinkin' champagne out the bottle Young Crisco, pop it, hop in, let's politic, ditto Same niggas sayin' "time to get this money" They've been the same niggas sayin' that for years, still hungry New discussion: New York artists wanna be southern The city's lost, so out-of-towners find themselves frontin' It was Big, Jay Z, now Troy Ave here after But Kendrick Lamar's just a weirdo rapper We went from Uzis to elephant guns Small pistols on Gynsills - little shorties, cheeba, big forties Sittin' back in the 'hood - good, nigga, good Retrievin' every dollar bill, grabbin' my wood You know we specialists at nighttime Call us the poisonous pumpers Who run up on these niggas like Nightline The arsonists and good vines That means the wares is amazing - assignment, baby, since '89 Creepin' through hallways, big laundry bags Four Ks - handle them niggas, now jam niggas Fuck they gon' do with no CREAM? You might as well be a bum Cause you could never represent the money team We smash faces, flash bracelets, that's the basic Don't get smacked in your mouth with 45 razors Yeah, the jungle brothers rollin' with all coverage Get 'em young Troy - What? He fucked with us You know how I steady rock - New York City bop Used to slang grainy rock - war on the petty block Back-to-back cases Now we drink liquor, drinkin' back-to-back cases No, we ain't erase this Spades hand, aces - out of town papers Luck's all Vegas - herb shit, Avis I graduated from the street life accordingly Said my first rhyme on a jail phone, recordedly I been shot niggas since 14 I've been to war, mean - got guns from Fort Greene I extorted niggas - I was the re-up man I gave the orders, nigga - P.A.P.I. gave the orders, nigga King flow, used to get coke from Domingo Get up in the old folks' home, he's playin' bingo He sold it for 10, but I got em for cinco Safe in the ceiling, the guns under the sink flow The life and times of a New York Nigga, we very different Please pardon my aggression, but move from my vision With that bullshit you spittin', you talkin' my high off You blowin' my vibe, you forcin' my iron off my belt I'm forcin' myself to be chill Listen to them journalists, get yourself killed They ain't never lived this life, and no near nothin' 'bout it They hide behind aliases and talk rowdy From behind a MacBook, fuck a blog, dawg If I see you in the flesh you'll be shook Like a martini - I know they tired of me I know they wish I would die already, but I'm very dope I'm so cold, you should get your February coat That NY shit, you niggas got warm hearts No offense, but I'll tear you apart No matter which part of the map you reppin', get your weapon

im on

I'm on (I'm on) I'm on (I'm on) I'm on (I'm on, I'm on) I'm on (Ohh yeah) I'm on (Ay) I'm on I'm on like I've never been off I'm going in like I never been out My cousin in the pen never been out I'm 'bout to make it and buy lil Jr. a penthouse At 14 saw things that you've never seen Little nigga doing things that you never dreamed Ok I'm on like Tray and Loopay Young nigga say I'm fresh like toothpaste Kicking it in the Dale cooling in Parkway My money where my mouth is, let it parlay I swear you can get money in a lot of ways You ain't gotta sell drugs to get them pockets straight I'm on a positive vibe I had a long day Keeping my money right, right by the wrong was Niggas hollering money they ain't worth a penny though No religion, my niggas worship the semi though Niggas claim real, they wearing stilettos though You know I'm married to the money I can't let it go Wait till send my nigga Angelo home Other day I was talking to my cousin Bone He said do your thing, hear you snapping on this song Told him I love you cuz Hold your head stay strong He told me keep it up conversation on the phone That's what it is, light switch cut a nigga on I can't lie my niggas going hard with the stones Niggas hating they thought I was with the Kolyon No I ain't with the Kolyon, you know I ain't I fuck with them boys though, you know I get dirty with them (I get dirty with them) My little niggas in Pompano, we get snapping on I can't play with this money, I can't be lacking though Even when I don't want to I can't be lacking though You know little J Black he be stacking though I was with my nigga Herb in the Audi So I leave a nigga stretched, Ali Barbi Money building up like Bob, not Marley I'm on so I gotta have my cake like a party You be on some shit, in love with her body She gon' fuck the whole crew, you gon' say I'm lying She gon' suck the dick while my lil' nigga behind it In the club had them hoes whooping like a siren Get up in the game, fuck it up like a virus Swear you Tyler Perry, your girl calling me Byron My pockets fat, 'bout to put it on a diet Ohh My pockets fat, 'bout to put it on a diet I'm on like the song Hope they call my phone Because before when I was old Lil' J Black you ain't know My niggas they on the cut They tryna' get it up I get it live like a slut Tony Hawk, I'ma stunt I fuck with He wanna see me win When I make it he gon' have them chickens bumping like a pen Shout out to everybody who fuck with lil' Black And I fuck with everybody 'cause they fuck with me back In the hood I can't sleep Shit I gotta eat Get on the beat Don't let it breathe My wrist game mean My neck on bling My roster full straight shooters on my team Had to reup 'cause there was losers on my team My lil' niggas got pieces like wings My dog Joey, he be on the beans My dog Wesley he go crazy for the weed Yeah he a fiend, still fuck with em' though And I fuck with 'cause he fuck with me mo' And I ain't brazy 'bout this money, she in love with me mo' She been straight, good to me I can't call her a hoe I'm going ham, got the bread on top Yo' ass dead I'm 'bout to ehad on top My niggas on the stroll, a hundred for the guap So how you gon' expect to come around with it and not get popped I'm on I'm on Lil Dolph, for real though I gotta maintain I'm from the Nola where the grass don't grow I'm from the Nola I'm on I'm on And I'm gone

man of the year

I wonder what it feel like To do that shit in real life And now I know I got it That's the reason No I.D. has signed me on the dotted But it's still Visionary 'til the death of me Yeah, I'm tryna make it but I gotta find the recipe Greatest of all time, I want the world addressing me At the hotel, these beautiful girls undressing me I'm tryna stay focused, I guess that's the lord testing me I knew as a child, that this was my destiny They do it for the limelight But I make sure my rhyme's right Waiting till the time's right Smiling at my mom's like Smiling at my mom Smiling at my mama Moët what we sipping now We was never tripping now We on private jets, in other words, that means that we tripping now 'Cause they was over there, I was over here They was too scared while I was facing my fears I've always been driven, but they too scared to steer That's why I compete with legends, motherfuck my peers I'm the man of the year, man of the year Man of the year, man of the year Man of the year, man of the year They said I couldn't do it Back when I was broke going through it 'Til I got a deal, now they talking 'bout "I knew it" But you wasn't there in the beginning Nowhere to be found when I was down But you show up when I'm winning Uh, left me to drown, now I'm swimming I do it 'cause I love this shit Fuck the money, and the women, and the- And the whips with the rims still spinning I been at it since the beginning All these girls screaming, "Logic" But I wanna hear my real name Come from the lips of a beautiful woman, that's real man Y'all act like I'm Superman But I can feel pain I shoulda gone crazy, and yet I'm still sane Love it when they sing to us Been shining what's bling to us Yeah, over here It's only been a year I was dirt broke, now I'm balling like a sphere I'm the man of the year, man of the year Man of the year, man of the year Man of the year, man of the year Now that I'm in the limelight They hit me all the time like (Logic, you never call me!) Shut the fuck up, ho Let me get my mind right 'Cause this is for the fans Who truly understand Real all the time All of y'all my fam Shooting for the stars And I ain't finna land Giving everything I can While they tell me I'm the man Making music is the plan Matter fact, you can call it plan B 'Cause I kill these rappers while they're in their infancy And I be first to pop off - infantry Gotta keep 'em in line like symmetry We all fam, same root, smokin' different tree And all these people in the crowd sound like a symphony Uh, to my ears I love it when they cheer On the road to success, these haters in my rear I got nothing to fear 'Cause the whole team here And everybody shouting (What they shouting?) You the man of the year, man of the year Man of the year, man of the year Man of the year, man of the year

reign in blood

Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard Popping 'em down with codeine in my cup Bitch, I'm rollin' the 'rillo and burnin' the ounce Creep through the ground, I don't hear a sound Burying bodies all over the town The satanic killer, the gripper of triggers that haunts all the rivers The blood is my liquor "Triple six" marked on my grave Cynical *59, death we crave Sharpening the blade so the wrist can be shaved Enslaved to the minds of the fucking new wave Creep in the alley, the valley of death Deep in the city of choppers and TECs I'm deaf to the screams of the innocent; fuck all the citizens The fucking militant of the infinite punishment I need a stimulant; give me the coke, I'm sniffing it Articulate my ignorance $carecrow walking 'round without his ligaments Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard Drag him from the river, throw him back in Bugs' yard Often I find myself staring into space Bitch, I'm coughing, I might as well air out the place It is foggy, my enemies taunt me I am the worst version of myself, no calling for help Angel of death, please spread your wings Pacing myself before she takes me away Blood stains painted on the door frame Floor made of bones, I'm collecting and I'm storing All of my sins are burned in my mind Memory fading, but I still remember the scythe Body separated from my soul How it goes when you're always alone No bitch, no hoe, solo, no phone, no home Just a grave that I dug with a blanket of bugs Bitch, I'm naked full of drugs Fully faded, pull the plug, bitch, I made it with a shrug I'm aware that I don't give a fuck, hoe

fuck you lucy

It - leave - never - would - you - you - show - could - I - if She say that she still wants a friendship She can't live her life without me as a friend I can't figure out why I give a damn to what she wants I don't understand the now before the then Most of this garbage I write that these people seem to like Is about you and how I let you infect my life And if they got to know you, I doubt that they would see it They'd wonder what I showed you, how you could leave it A friend in Chicago said that I should stay persistent If I stay around I'm bound to break resistance Fuck you, Lucy, for defining my existence Fuck you and your differences Ever since I was a young lad with a part-time dad It was hard to find happiness inside of what I had I studied my mother, I digested her pain And vowed no women on my path would have to walk the same Travel like sound across the fate ladder I travel with spoon to mix this cake batter And I travel with feel, so I can deal with touch It's like that, thank you very much, fuck you very much (Yes, yes it is) And everyone in his life would mistake it as love Everyone in his life would mistake it as love Everyone in his life would mistake it as love (Yes, yes it is) And everyone in his life would mistake it as love Everyone in his life would mistake it as love Everyone in his life would mistake it as love Fuck the 'What happened?' I got stuck They can peel pieces of me off the grill of her truck Used to walk with luck, used to hold her hand Fell behind and played the role of a slower man I want to stand on top of this mountain and yell I want to wake up and break up this lake of hell I feel like a bitch for letting the sheet twist me up The last star-fighter was wounded, time to give it up On a pick it up mission, kept it bitter Gettin' in a million memories just to forget her The difficulty in keepin' emotions controlled Cookies for the road, took me by the soul Hunger for the drama, hunger for the nurture Gonna take it further, the hurt feels like murder Interpret the eyes, read the lines on her face The sunshine is fake, how much time did I waste? Fuck you, Lucy, for leaving me Fuck you, Lucy, for not needing me I wanna say fuck you because I still love you No, I'm not okay, and I don't know what to do (Yes, yes it is) And everyone in his life would mistake it as love Everyone in his life would mistake it as love Everyone in his life would mistake it as love (Yes, yes it is) And everyone in his life would mistake it as love Everyone in his life would mistake it as love Everyone in his life would mistake it as love Do I sound mad? Well I guess I'm a little pissed Every action has a point, five points make a fist You close em', you swing em', it's hurts when it hits And the truth can be a bitch, but if the boot fits I got an idea, you should get a tattoo that says warning That's all, just a warning, so the potential victim can take a left And save breath, and avoid you, sober and upset in the morning I wanna scream, "Fuck you, Lucy" But the problem is I love you, Lucy So instead I'ma finish my drink and have another While you think about how you used to be my lover (Yes, yes it is) And everyone in his life would mistake it as love Everyone in his life would mistake it as love Everyone in his life would mistake it as love (Yes, yes it is) And everyone in his life would mistake it as love Everyone in his life would mistake it as love Everyone in his life would mistake it as love It - leave - never - would - you - you - show - could - I - if

hoes in my room

Hey! Thank all y'all for coming out tonight It was a beautiful night tonight at The Shizznit Where pimping ain't dead, these hoes just scared Thanks Snoop Dogg, Ludacris, all the players from the LBC It was a beautiful night tonight Oh, look at these fools, Ay! Security! Come get these niggas! + (Snoop) Fresh off the streets, just finished a show in Long Beach Ready to relax, kick up my feet Maybe smoke a blunt or two, that's what I wanna do Broke out and called up the homeboy Snoop (What happenin' nephew?) Oh, nothing just called, looking for some women how can fondle my balls (Well you hit the right dogg, I can help you with that Gimme 15 minutes, and I'll hit you rite back) Off to the hotel, I was ready indeed Slapped the button in the 'llac to control the speed Put one up in the air, the cops just stared Waved my hands out the roof like I just ain't care Got to the tele and I slid through the door On to the elevator, hit the penthouse floor And what would happen next only time could tell Cuz I got up to my room, and I was mad as hell (Aaah! Damn!) Who let these hoes in my room? (These hoes) Who let these hoes in my room? Who let these hoes in my room? (Did you let 'em in?) Who let these hoes in my room? (These hoes) Who let these hoes in my room? Now it was five bap hoes and they look like trash But one was midget, so we'll just say four and a half I was stuck speechless, couldn't believe my eyes What'd I do to deserve this unpleasant surprise? And I was thinking to myself, "This is just my luck" Then my nigga bust in like "What the fuck!?" (Oh shit it's Snoop!) + (Luda) Who in the hell let them booger bears out they cell (Not me) And what they doing in ya' room? Nigga make 'em bail (Yeah) Got some fine bitches, dime bitches on they way (Okay) And told security, "Let 'em in, with no delay" (Ha Ha!) So when they get here, they'll probably be like half naked Don't mean to trip out, but bitch y'all got to dip out (Dip Out!) Catch the elevator on more floor Presidential with the sliding key for the door (Oh No!) What the fuck going on? Shit, all around the world Luda, then it's the same song Them bitches was so ugly, I told 'em to go home Who let these hoes in my room? (Man who let these hoes in my room?) Who let these hoes in my room? (Oh no!) (Did you let 'em in?) Who let these hoes in my room? (Well who let 'em in then?) Who let these hoes in my room? (Get out!) + (Snoop) Now, these chicks wouldn't leave, they was ready to clown One was 5'6 and weighed three hundred pounds (No she didn't come through with a thong on She did for the hell of it, big fat whale of it) You can't separate me, I'mma separate you Bitch ya' pussy smell like Pepe Le Pew (You filthy, nasty, sick in the head Sitting in my dressing room with dick on ya' bread) She said "I want you to climb in this underwear, silly" But I was turned off by her tupperware titties (Fake bitches, break bitches, make bitches Kick rocks, when they fucked up in they face Tick-tock, you gots to get up out my space Hey Ludacris let's get the fuck up out this place, let's bounce) Then it got to my head, and something reminded me I know who let 'em in, it was Bill O'Reilly (Faggot) (Ya' white bread, chicken-shit nigga!) Who let these hoes in my room? (Who let these hoes in my room?) Who let these hoes in my room? (Did you let 'em in?) Who let these hoes in my room? (I need to know, who let these hoes in?) Who let these hoes in my room? Ay, ay y'all gotta go Y'all gotta get the fuck up outta here, ugly ass bitches I dont understand how these bitches always get in my dressing room You know what I'm sayin'? Soon as I get off stage It's 7 or 8 ugly ass bitches posted up in my dressing room And security act like they don't know who did it I know you feel what I'm sayin', all my nigga around the whole world We need to form a society or something Fat, gorilla, monkey mouth bitches Can't get in our motherfucking dressing room or backstage And if they do, we kindly put our foot up their asses And re-direct them bitches to security dressing room, you dig? Sick of these ugly ass bitches being my dressing room

change nothing

Look Don't ever talk about the shit I'm 'bout to do Don't ever lie to hoes, I just tell the truth Don't ever put the pussy on a pedestal This money is the motive, everything after the revenue I swear to God that's what you better do Cause in this life it ain't no tellin' what's ahead of you These niggas done went federal From young reppable niggas killin' it's all sectional Now this is the reality we wrestle with Where every nigga down to die for what he represent Where every murder is a mission rooted in revenge You make it out alive in one piece you set precedent And then you start accumulating presidents You lookin' like a legend especially when your record spins Then you pull up in a six with a set of twins And like I never thought I'd see you in the set again Please I'm gettin' paid, but that ain't change nothin' Look I'm gettin' cheese, but that ain't change nothin' That ain't change nothin' my nigga Look I'm gettin' paid, but that don't mean nothin' Look I'm gettin' cheese, but that don't mean nothin' I swore to tell the world if I made it out The truth about these LA streets and all what they about The paranoid emotions when they stake us out When we pull up thick in some foreign shit at the geisha house The losses that we took when they raid the house The bitches that I seen when I laid it out The only important thing is the paper route The motto I embody the prophecy as I play it out Smilin' faces rockin' diamond bracelets Murder cases that's probation when your pockets make ya I'm stuntin' or something that cost a lot of paper I ain't fuckin' with nothin' that don't look like a spaceship And that's the realest shit I ever spoke Pull up in the shopping center with a centerfold My windows up, my ceilings closed Chopper still on me if you didn't know And at this point, just take it to the next level Niggas they grindin' so hard Came so far Travel the world Got all type of money And this shit still don't stop nigga All I see is new opportunities, new arises Real young niggas came up from nothin' This is how I live

deadboy

I'm just a dead boy, got no blood in my veins I'm just a dead boy, just so stuck in my ways I'm just a dead boy, I got no blood in my veins I'm just a dead boy, just so stuck in my ways You say you banging like Marvin, Gaye's father, be honest You acting hard, sellin' dope, like I ain't got enough on me Say you strapped like the army, claim you spraying the Tommy I'm just a corpse on the porch, there's no way you can harm me See I already passed, now I'm in a better place With a fountain and some pillars and my girl to feed me grapes If you thinking death is bad, let me tell you that it's great Come and pay me a visit, I'm in the grave by the lake I'm just a dead boy, got no blood in my veins I'm just a dead boy, just so stuck in my ways I'm just a dead boy, I got no blood in my veins I'm just a dead boy, just so stuck in my ways Young Kevin Nash, just a victim of this cash If the money make us choose, just make sure we make it back Just make sure we make it flip, just make sure we make it last Flow, roll, smoke, breathe, speak, creep and make it stack Now she dead on the floor, now I'm ready to go See, I don't like a bitch if she like Anna Nicole Fubu on my velour, it's the prince of the sewers See, it's the lord of the rats, no shirt, no shoes What? I'm just a dead boy, got no blood in my veins I'm just a dead boy, just so stuck in my ways I'm just a dead boy, I got no blood in my veins I'm just a dead boy, just so stuck in my ways

pain wont stop

Oh, the pain won’t stop (the pain don’t stop) Almost like it’s got a hold on me (on me) Shackles and cuffs I can be no more than a slave And still the pain won’t stop Like my demons got control of me Won’t take me alive I guess someone’s gonna see the grave And it won't be me, and it can’t be me And it won’t be me, I won’t let it be me And it won’t be me, and it can’t be me And it won’t be me, I won’t let it be me I’m starin' at the pain in the mirror – or is it a facsimile? Question hurts more than the fact that it resembles me Thought I left 'em all in the past, I mean essentially So when we side by side I just act like it’s all a memory And then I got a whole market of fans With no clue what I speak of, but some of y'all understand If you knew about my woes you wouldn’t target the man And if you did it’d be about more than a marketing plan I got a heart that’s ice cold, I’ve been tryin' to melt It's talent, honest to y'all all while lyin' to myself Seem like I do the most damage all when tryin' to help And no one asked for it, I decided myself You think the road a nigga traveled Has been long enough for y'all to see the winner in him? Don’t know if I’m fightin' my demons or goin' to dinner with em I sit across from that table just lookin' brave and tough But it’s only right they get the check, figured that I paid enough Oh, the pain won’t stop (the pain don’t stop) Almost like it’s got a hold on me (on me) Shackles and cuffs I can be no more than a slave And still the pain won’t stop Like my demons got control of me Won’t take me alive I guess someone’s gonna see the grave Fans say they waitin' on a break up, don’t want me at the altar But how would their lives alter, I figure how could they fault ya? Followed me in this business You witnessed me go through torture With my exes, so a death wish I wouldn’t want anymore Begs the question what do niggas really want in me? Couldn’t be as simple as misery lovin' company Can’t be as cliché as bein' a gift and a curse But how could you ever claim To love someone, then wish him the worst? It appears my happiness has some people resentin' me Should I appreciate love that come with contingencies? Y'all get mad whenever someone else mentions me Ironic, got a ex that’s showin' similar tendencies Spite stems from hate, I try to never be near it Do you only want the best for Joe when we could share it? That can become obsessive like you wouldn’t believe Don’t take my word, just look at what happened to Steve It got Raqi lookin' rocky, had 'em by me And I watched 'em both deteriorate, was ugly If you trust me, then you wouldn’t want to share their fate And so it seems the people I'd jump in the casket for Their mind’s playin' tricks, I wish they knew they mattered more Would they ask for more or would that will subside? Poured my heart out all these years, I’m shocked I'm still alive Tell him like I told Stack, it gets no realer You love somethin' too much, guarantee it'll kill ya, for real Oh, the pain won’t stop (the pain don’t stop) Almost like it’s got a hold on me (on me) Shackles and cuffs I can be no more than a slave And still the pain won’t stop Like my demons got control of me Won’t take me alive I guess someone’s gonna see the grave I crashed a million times, still I’m without a dent They come to me to air it out, but I’m without a vent I have nightmares about the shit I thought I said Cried enough that Posturepedic is a waterbed Look at you like a nobody, it ain’t much I could ask of you And I'd give you a hand, but what the fuck would you attach it to? Finish one chore, God will throw you some more shit It’s not enough I’m fightin' mine, still I battle your shit Oh, the pain won’t stop (the pain don’t stop) Almost like it’s got a hold on me (on me) Shackles and cuffs I can be no more than a slave And still the pain won’t stop Like my demons got control of me Won’t take me alive I guess someone’s gonna see the grave And it won't be me, and it can’t be me And it won’t be me, I won’t let it be me And it won’t be me, and it can’t be me And it won’t be me, I won’t let it be me

4 da gang

I get big high This a big guy, yeah Firk, got you Woo (Yeah) We don't ever stop at red lights at night, nigga (Nah) We don't ever stop at red lights at night, nigga (No) Two letters, a P and a J, for all my flights, nigga (Private jet) Two letters, a P and a J, for all my flights, nigga (I'm on a bird) I'm drinking a fifth a day, now I'm rocking my ice, nigga You see my plain Patek (What?), cost Jerry Rice, nigga (Jerry Rice) I spent over 80K, just last night, nigga (Last night) Death can't get in my way (Nah) Don't believe the hype, nigga (Don't believe the hype) Made myself impeccable, and I'm so precise, nigga (So precise) It can be in the day time (No) Won't stop at the light, nigga (Get hit at the light) When I woke up at noon (Noon) I had went past the moon (Pluto) Got a seven car garage (Seven car garage) I done ran out of room (All foreign) Everything over a quarter (Over a quarter) Audemar on my daughter (Audemar) She rocking her third Rollie (Yeah) I can't help but spoil her (She a star) I was avoidin' the drug task (Task) When her mom gave birth (When her mama gave birth) I used to show up in class (Yeah) On Tues' and Thursdays (On Tues and Thursdays) Go check my profile, I beat the verdict (I beat the verdict) I'ma kick it in overdrive, for Seth Firkins (Yeah, yeah) My diamonds certified, my trigger workin' (Yeah, yeah) Got it out the mud, baby, that's why my cups dirty Yeah, yeah And everything I do for my gang gang (My gang gang) Even though I made it on the Forbes, ain't a thing changed (Ain't a thing changed) I got more money than I ever had, I can take some more pain (More) You got booked for a controlled substance, I want more drank (Yeah) It's like a funeral when they see me, 'cause these hoes faint (Yeah) I done got used to dead homies, I stay in the bank (Yeah) Ain't got one more tear to shed on me, all my sons straight (Yeah) I put Casino in my will, nigga, I'ma die with this cake (Freebandz) I take the plastic off the seal, a trillion miles away (Yeah) I know every nigga with me gon' kill, so I stay out the way (Gang) I ain't gotta walk around with my steel 'cause the streets made me I still keep a chopper at arm's reach, 'cause I stay faded (Yeah) Them Percocets got my homie arm itching, I'ma still take 'em (Oh yeah) I can finesse 'em without pulling out my gun, how he gon' still hate me? (For real) I'm a nine figure nigga, we ain't never worried about murder cases (Murder) My Slime nigga, buy him a Bugatti on your birthday (Slatt) Every time we plead, we plead not guilty in the first place (On God) I look my demon in the face, I'm booted up the worst way (Woo) She want my semen, so she can run with it and take it to the bank (Yeah) I can't grieve, 'cause ain't none of my grandma bills late (On gang) I bought my Mom a mansion and it came with a lake (Why?) I'm so real, my day one got every code to my safe (Oh yeah) I told all my ex hoes, "Can't nobody take my place" (No) I know I'm a rockstar and that's on everything And everything I do for my gang gang (My gang gang) Even though I made it on the Forbes, ain't a thing changed (Ain't a thing changed) I got more money than I ever had, I can take some more pain (More) You got booked for a controlled substance, I want more drank (Yeah) It's like a funeral when they see me, 'cause these hoes faint (Yeah) I done got used to dead homies, I stay in the bank (Yeah) Ain't got one more tear to shed on me, all my sons straight (Yeah) I put Casino in my will, nigga, I'ma die with this cake (Freebandz)

thank you

I gotta give thanks, you know? I never really met nobody who was truly successful that wasn't thankful (Straight up, woah) For the good and the bad (Go time) It made me who I am Straight up, look DJ Khaled When it get this dark, you gotta feel your way out They tried to bury me alive, I Kill Bill-ed my way out Letting go of grudges that I used to feel a way about 'Cause some emotions are too taxing to keep paying out Life is what you make it, I know I'll make it for sure, then make it some more I know critics hate it galore, it doesn't phase me no more I know some peoples only taste of success is the bite that they take out of yours My GG told me God laugh at you when you make plans The type of wisdom that made us men Plus tryna thank everybody who helped us along the way Is like trying to name every single member of the Wu-Tang Clan Yeah, I might skip one or two But that doesn't mean they wasn't just as part of the plan Some love goes without saying Who would've thought that DJ that was on 6 to 10 Right there on 99 Jamz, screamin', "We the best" Would've had all the execs eatin' right out of his hands? Showed us all the keys to success from doors being slammed Look, I gotta thank Khaled, who back in 2010 Convinced Ye, Sean should drop my last shit It's a smash hit, add Chris to it and it's a classic That's that rare shit, yeah loyalty everlasting, look All I know, forever stuck to the code Only one I changed was 48221 to 90210 Fast forward later, this nigga Khaled my neighbor The type of stories that you can't make up The universe doesn't just work it out, man, it works in our favor What's Heaven on earth, getting everything that you prayed for? Shit, believe it to achieve it or you never will On the phone with Colin Kaepernick He like, "They not gon' make it easy for us in this game and they never will" I'm like, "That's not just the NFL, bro, that's every field" Look, no restraints, bitch, only strength That's my wavelength, surprised I ain't go insane Heard more gunshots outside than the doorbell rang And swam with sharks that's too big to fill up tanks And I'm right here, right now, how could I not give thanks? Feel my pain, I paint these pics, I spill this paint I miss my dogs, I spill this drink I pray that all your growing pains turn gold champagne Plus I gotta thank my exes on some "thank u, next" shit And all the old times that gave me new perspectives Speaking of new, I'm about to ink a new deal, Don Life Records And put anyone on in the city who needs connections This that Fortune 500, my shit never plummet I just bought a mansion and moved in the dungeon, don't none of y'all want it So all y'all fuckboys that want us to fuck up Just know I made five hundred plays and not one of 'em fumbled My vision is tunnel, Sean Don And I just gotta give thanks 'Cause it's that time You know what I'm talking about, that grind time You've been grinding your whole life It's that time where that preparation meets that opportunity And you gotta be ready And give thanks

let me know i wonder why freestyle

Enviyon on the mix Let me know, let me know, let me know Let me know what's up with you, ooh Let me know, let me know Let me know, let me know if you comfortable, ooh Let me know, let me know Let me know, let me know what's up with you, ooh Let me know, let me know Let me know, let me know if you comfortable, ooh I found your vibe, and I- and I found my high, yeah Let's touch the sky, I'ma- I'ma change your life, yeah Do you realize I love the way you look me in my eyes, yeah Don't kill my vibe, nigga, don't kill my vibe, yeah On top of my game nigga we aren't the same, ayy I wonder why lame niggas think that they run things I wonder why, I- I wonder why, yeah Just feel the vibes, just- just feel the vibes, yeah Let me know, let me know, let me know Let me know what's up with you, ooh Let me know, let me know Let me know, let me know if you comfortable, ooh Let me know, let me know Let me know, let me know what's up with you, ooh Let me know, let me know Let me know, let me know if you comfortable, ooh Now when you left- left, it wasn't right, yeah I took a left, swerve, then I took a right, yeah I was feeling right, yeah, see it in the night air They talking dumb, well frankly I don't care You realize I'm the man and I'm in my prime, yeah And it's my time, I swear to god I won't waste no time, yeah You ain't worth a dime, no, you ain't worth a dime, yeah Still on my mind, whoa, you're still on my mind, yeah Let me know, let me know, let me know Let me know what's up with you, ooh Let me know, let me know Let me know, let me know if you comfortable, ooh Let me know, let me know Let me know, let me know what's up with you, ooh Let me know, let me know Let me know, let me know if you comfortable, ooh I wonder why, I- I wonder why, yeah Just feel the vibes, just- just feel the vibes I wonder why, I- I wonder why, yeah Just feel the vibes, just- just feel the vibes I wonder why, I- I wonder why, yeah Just feel the vibes, just- just feel the vibes Just feel the vibes, just- just feel the vibes

egal

Egal, wie viel Geld ich hab, ich will mehr Bitches woll’n mit mir Geschlechtsverkehr Fendi und Givenchy, yeah we saucin’ now Geht es nicht um Geld, whatcha talkin’ ’bout Egal, wie viel Geld ich hab, ich will mehr Bitches woll’n mit mir Geschlechtsverkehr Fendi und Givenchy, yeah we saucin’ now Geht es nicht um Geld, whatcha talkin’ ’bout Ich bin am Ballen wie ein Hurensohn Z-Zehntausend Euro ist mein Stundenlohn Why SL ist fly wie ein Luftballon Know Plug hat es drauf wie ein Butterbrot Ich fick’ die Bitch von einem andern Dude Logo von Hermès auf meinem Anglerhut Bitches sind feucht wie ein Regentag Mein Outfit sagt, fick, was ein Hater sagt Die Waage sagt a hundred, wenn ich drauf steppe Ich krieg Geld in den Skreets wie eine Mautstrecke Euroscheine grün wie eine Laubhecke Diamanten drauf auf meiner Halskette Mein Schmuck ist kalt wie Eis Mein Whip ist weiß, meine Bitches nice Lucky Strike, ja ich smoke Kippen Rick Owens tut für mich einen Pullover stricken Sippe so viel Lean, ich hab keine Lust auf Ficken Doch ich tu der Bitch trotzdem ihre Pussy licken Ich mixe Lean mit den Percs Stepp in die Booth und ich spit’ einen Verse Tipp keine Texte hinein in mein Phone Recorde den Shit from the Top of my Dome Egal, wie viel Geld ich hab, ich will mehr Bitches woll’n mit mir Geschlechtsverkehr Fendi und Givenchy, yeah we saucin’ now Geht es nicht um Geld, whatcha talkin’ ’bout Egal, wie viel Geld ich hab, ich will mehr Bitches woll’n mit mir Geschlechtsverkehr Fendi und Givenchy, yeah we saucin’ now Geht es nicht um Geld, whatcha talkin’ ’bout Egal, wie viel Geld ich hab, ich will mehr Bitches woll’n mit mir Geschlechtsverkehr Fendi und Givenchy, yeah we saucin’ now Geht es nicht um Geld, whatcha talkin’ ’bout Egal, wie viel Geld ich hab, ich will mehr Bitches woll’n mit mir Geschlechtsverkehr Fendi und Givenchy, yeah we saucin’ now Geht es nicht um Geld, whatcha talkin’ ’bout Nutte ich will mehr haben wie Metro Boomin Baller Ghetto-Huren in den Arsch wie Testo-Kuren Ich bring’ die Revolution jetzt auf deine Radiosender Ferragamo Belt, hab Chicks in allen NATO-Ländern Valentino Camo-Sweater, lauf rum wie ein Bahnhofspenner Und fick’ Hostessen Chicks im Parkhotel beim Tagungscenter Geh’ zum Vapo-Händler, Kush is ma’ Cologne Nutten woll’n blown für die Cerruti Kollektion Mein Look ist wieder so wie aus dem Ei gepellt Fly as Hell, YSL Ey Plug sag, wieso schmeißt sich dieser Rin da viel E’s Ey weil der Junk sich kein Beef leisten kann wie Rinderfilets Wer seine Stimme erhebt muss damit rechnen, dass ich kill’ Deutscher Rap ist eine Brutstätte für lästige Bazill’n Ohne Technik oder Skill, null sechzehn Fettes Brot Slap die Faggots tot, Bitch ich bin in Savage-Mode Egal, wie viel Geld ich hab, ich will mehr Bitches woll’n mit mir Geschlechtsverkehr Fendi und Givenchy, yeah we saucin’ now Geht es nicht um Geld, whatcha talkin’ ’bout Egal, wie viel Geld ich hab, ich will mehr Bitches woll’n mit mir Geschlechtsverkehr Fendi und Givenchy, yeah we saucin’ now Geht es nicht um Geld, whatcha talkin’ ’bout

tulane

Been about a day since I bled in a pine bed Get 'em full of dread when they find out that I’m dead Body full of meds, mislead by a pill head Fucking infrared cocked back, ready for the Feds Triple six, triple six, rockin' an upside-down crucifix Luminous lunatic, shredding the bodies Oh no, I'm not new to this Satanic bitches that fuck for the ritual Spiritual visuals, fuckboys habitual Talkin' that shit, you don’t know, bitch, don’t make me get physical Walking 'round miserable, smoking that medical Shoot up a bag of dope Dependent on chemicals I'm on a pedestal, neck hangin' from a rope $carecrow the skeletal, fuck is acceptable? I have no frontal lobe Bitch, you can never be the 7th Ward Dragon Fuck NOPD and fuck JPPD, all the white flags flappin' Ruby da Cherry, what will he do to me? I can't even imagine Ridin' in a monster truck, AK tucked 47 shots is what the AK pump I be that lakefront punk with a vacant trunk Take some when the bass bump Then I wait for them at the bottom of the pit You'll be comin' out the fucking bottom of my pit, that's pitbull shit Red blood drippin' off my fucking pitbull's lips Triple the digits of six Six days went by, on the seventh day, I shine 7th Ward diamond minds illuminated by divine signs Painted by my mind's eye, blankets lyin' on a fine dime Bitch, I'm naked and I might die

beautiful music

I'm not your normal kind of rap singer In the building where the subtle scent of crack linger Fiends smoking off the foil I only smoke shit from out the soil Virgin oil, the name Bronson, no Arroyo Barbecues get thrown with EBT Cards Land and sea, the air, 3 stars Till gold plates get made right on arrival The Amarone got me spinning like a gyro Take the high road, poppy seeds from Cairo Aaron Rodgers style: I'm here to take the title Rock a mask, dawg, 'cause every word is viral To leave you like a wet noodle, paralyze your spinal (Smoke this motherfucking weed real quick, hold on I'mma get back to you in a minute) "Darling, let me lay besi— Darling, let me lay besi— Darling let me lay beside you Kiss my burning lips about you" Dennis Byrd shit, china doll Leave your fur split, dig your pockets Then she'll kill your earth Even if she's seven days away from giving birth Ruthless, she'll catch you for your leather and your purse Lamb roasting over wood-fire, extend the olive branch Since the 90s I've been rocking hundred-dollar pants Fifty-dollar drugs linger in my sock Put the lighter to the plastic, that's the sealant for the top 'Cause we coming from the heights, you know I copped the puro Tried to put it in the pussy, slid it in the culo Damn, that's the wrong route Now I gotta knee her in the stomach so it falls out Take a deep breath Ancient knowledge like the crocs up in the Nile Alabaster tiles in the kitchen cause I'm wyling Tryna cop a chain that say you styling Only chain of interest in the water made of islands Wild world that we living in I smoke drug got the subtle hint a cinnamon My mind twisted from the Absinthe You can thank Flushing for my accent So much more than rapping You fucking with the captain Action Jeter Salmon on the cedar You ain't do the job, and then they calling a reliever Me, Dennis Eckersley Rhyme flavor like my grandma's book of recipes I'm 'bout that equity Large stocks, a palm Glock, bomb box Long beards, knee draped in sports drop Loafer pressing on the pedal Extra heavy doggie cause my leg is made of metal Often tangle with the devil Shapeshifter, shaking with strange hands Bronsolini fresher than Maine clams Making money every day, it's been the motherfucking game plan Remain tan during the winter laid in beige sand

benz

Benz, Benz, Benz, Benz, Benz, Benz, Benz... Benz, Benz, Benz, Benz, Benz, Benz, Benz... I ride down 27 with a mixed bitch Looking like LisaRaye My bitch is in the passenger Like dracula and Carmen Hayes Who blow me like cocaine With a little propane King of the Hill I keep it real She drop that top like Rogaine So slide wit ya boy If you ain't talkin' bout Benz Then I don't wanna ride with ya boy Come over here get high with ya boy Glide with ya boy Side with ya boy I do it how I wanna do it Run that pussy - Carl Lewis Now she thinking she my wife Oh my god, are you stupid? Talkin' about all I need is love and affection But baby I'm a *dog barks* And i am not the type to mess with I'm cruisin in that Lexus With a chick named Alexis And later in the night She gone earn herself A pearl necklace Im that, Im that, nigga so Fall back, fall back And you don’t really Want that, want that Cause you ain’t really On that, on that I told my baby Im that, Im that, nigga so Fall back, fall back And you don’t really Want that, want that Cause you ain’t really On that, on that I told my baby I'm that nigga countin figures Bumpin to that 69 Your bitch on that ecstasy That witch on switch motor grind Drinking off of dollar signs She all on the dick And she clappin her thighs Finesse at expense With my face on her breasts And she poppin that pussy Just like a .45 Now, when i recline I'm in my zone Bitch nigga i'm fine Bruh bruh just vibe She done with her twerking Damn she tired Ride, i told ya chick lets slide In order to dive in the passenger A nigga just had to just fuck with her mind Dick and desire in her temple Now she thoughts are caught in her mental Now she wants to ride my beep Like singers ride instrumentals But i bump that little key And she told that girl to bust it Man she do it like a stripper When she lay it down and then touch it So rub it, similiar to vapor rub For your chest, make those pantolones Tsunami, mixed with Falls Niagra wet Now it's a family reunion When my mini-me is down her neck Raven Miyagi Aquarius Killa That nigga that never take kindly to threats Im that, Im that, nigga so Fall back, fall back And you don’t really Want that, want that Cause you ain’t really On that, on that I told my baby Im that, Im that, nigga so Fall back, fall back And you don’t really Want that, want that Cause you ain’t really On that, on that I told my baby Benz Benz Bitch i got a Benz Benz Benz Bitch i got a Benz Benz Benz Bitch i got a Benz And i got them Bands So im makin Ends Bitch i got a Benz Bitch i got a Benz And i got them Bands So im making Ends Bitch i got a Benz Bitch i got a Benz And i got them Bands So you know im making Ends

championships

Yeah, uh All the young'uns in my hood popping percs now Gettin' high to get by, it's gettin' worse now You gotta tell 'em put them guns and them percs down Them new jails got ten yards in 'em and that's your first down, uh And I ain't come here to preach I just had to say somethin' 'cause I'm the one with the reach Youngin' gotta quarter ounce, he tryna turn into Meech Ain't had no daddy, he's had to learn from the streets I used to be a honor roll student, damn Then I turned to a beast The first time I seen a nigga get some blood on his sneaks He had on Air Max 93s but was slumped in the street His mama cryin', that did somethin' to me, oh Lord The shit I'm doin' for my hood I won't get an award I used to sell Reggie, damn how' I get to the Forbes? I take a shot, if I miss I'm gettin' them boards Ain't quittin' no more, like give me some more We wearing Old Navy, it felt like Christian Dior Was dead broke but rich in soul, was we really that poor? Was we really that dumb? 'Cause we carry a gun And every nigga in my neighborhood carryin' one 'Cause we had nightmares of our mamas gotta bury her son I'm speakin' to you as a prophet as rare as they come, uh Gunshots sound like music hangin' out the Buick Why you wanna be a shooter? Mama told me not to do it but I did it Now I'm locked up in a prison Callin' mama like "I shouldn't have did it" Watch my dream shatter in an instant I'm on a visit posin' for the picture Like I'm going for my prom or somethin' Like I ain't facing time or somethin' Ridin' for these niggas like that shit ain't hurt my mom or somethin' Only one gon' get me commissary or even buy me somethin' When it all fall down I can't call y'all now Even if I hit your phone That won't get me home Seen so many different times, these niggas did me wrong Shit that's the reason that I did this song Shit we was kids used to play on the step A couple years later we flirtin' with the angel of death I was 11 years old, I got my hands on the TEC When I first touched it that shit gave me a rush My homie's dying I'm like "Maybe we next" That just made me a threat Knowin' the niggas smoke my daddy it just made me upset Made me a man shit I was five when God gave me my test Go to court with a court appointed and he won't say he objects Now it's you against the state and you ain't got no cake Jail overpopulated they ain't got no space I know a young'un that got murked ain't get to drive no Wraith But he in the hearse on the way to church, I know his mom gon' faint When she smell like embalment fluid, cologne all on her baby Pastor said he sendin' you home, she goin' crazy When they drop that casket all in the ground, who gon' save me? How could you blame me? When I'm tryna stay alive and just survive and beat them odds when niggas die by twenty-five When I stop fearin' for my life, when I decide to change my mind And stop totin' Tryna smoke the pain away, they lock us up for smoking Put 'em on probation, lock 'em up if you ain't perfect Victim to the system like a rain drop in the ocean They closin' all the schools and all the prisons gettin' open Yeah See comin' from where I come from We had to beat the streets Beat the system, beat racism, beat poverty And now we made it through all that we at the championship

no fear

Turn up, turn up, turn up I just sold drugs to a junkie got me feelin' like the devil I just went into my jeweler then I iced out me a bezel (Iced out me a bezel) Rats inside a war yeah, pass the (?) In the trenches in Margielas pull out money then they jealous Now I'm rockin' Balmain, came a long way from them embellish My momma raised a man but I told her that I'm mental Pull out the money and grab it Pull out his diamonds and grab 'em (take 'em) Kidnap his ass and grab 'em Get off them racks and grab 'em (take 'em) I say warriors, these bitches gon' worry us That Glock is B.I.G., my shooter Notorious And I've been to Cali, they can't extort us Young bull on the come up, Bobby Portis And I grab them both I'm investing Off them drugs I stuck my dick inside my bestie (I'm messy) You was my plug but I found out you tryin' to finesse me (bitch) Yoh think I'ma trick on my fam, arrest me (shhh, don't say nothin') Someone please call 911 (Let's get it, L) It's a murder please call 911 (pull up in, let's get it) Pull up in that 911 (That's that new Porshe 911) Shorty they gon' cop down some (Let's get it, brrt) I be hangin' 'round the murderers (murderers) I woke with some murderers My brothers they some murderers (they some murderers) My red bottoms they some murderers (turn up) My momma know the worst She ain't no fan but she know my verse (she know my verse) Margiela Margiela my shirt (Margiela Margiela my shirt) With this uzi I feel like Lil Vert (yeah yeah) Just put my momma in a mansion (yeah yeah) Bro he on parole but he be tryin' chance it (Let's get it) And I gotta tract that mail where it's landing (where it's landing) Rob me just don't chance it I'm with them bandits With them bandits, with them bandits I'm with them bandits, I'm with them bandits You tryin' rob me just don't chance it You tryin' rob me just don't chance it It's a murder

cherchez la ghost

Tommy Mottola, lives on the road He lost his lady, two months ago Maybe he'll find her, maybe he won't Oh wonder that love Brothers try to pass me, but none could match me No girl can freak me, I'm just too nasty Lost on the dance floors, I attack y'all Snuck through the back door, guess who they saw? Goldie and Ghost, black African Rose Star-studded low lenses, plus the mural was dope Airbrush W-B's, STOP! (Shake your body, body) And cop a couple of these (She's a hottie, hottie) Scottfree and Chauncey, very upset They're sick and tired of living in debt Tired of roaches and tired of Rats I know they are over One in the head, I'm fed, this is how we doin Put a Ruff Rider on my dick, bust right through 'em Come out your shirt, insert the party rhyme Fine Dr. Buzzard, Bacardi Lime We passin it, takes the shake your Calvin Klein Before the floor gets moist, taste and follow mine Swallow nine, model dimes from Bahamas Slim doo-doo makers stuffed inside pajamas They'll take all your rhymes with a Colgate smile, hey baby They'll love you one second, then hate you the next Oh ain't it crazy baby, yeah Tony's his name, the undefeated champion, whoa, yeah (Blow 'em down God) Now he's alone, he's just the king of his throne (Yeah, aha) Always will be my friend, Ghostface Killah (Truly yours, peace boo)

sexxx dreams

(Last night) Our lovers' quarrel (I was thinking about you) Hurts more than I can say (And it was kind of dirty) All night (And the way that you looked at me) Help me here (It was kind of nasty, aah!) Help me here (It was kind of trashy) 'Cause I can't help my mind from going there! Heard your boyfriend was away this weekend Wanna meet at my place? Heard that we both got nothing to do When I lay in bed, I touch myself and think of you Last night Damn, you were in my sex dreams (you were in my) Doing really nasty things (you were in my dreams) Damn, you were in my sex dreams (you were in my) Making love in my sex dreams We could be caught (I just want this to be perfect) We're both convicted criminals of thought ('Cause I'm broken) Let's white (By the one before) Glove the bed (He was kind of nasty) Help me here (And I feel so trashy) 'Cause we can't hide the evidence in our heads! Heard your boyfriend was away this weekend Wanna meet at my place? Heard that we both got nothing to do When I lay in bed, I touch myself and think of you Last night Damn, you were in my sex dreams (you were in my) Doing really nasty things (you were in my dreams) Damn, you were in my sex dreams (you were in my) Making love in my sex dreams Don't stop the party (making love in my sex dreams) Let's keep it naughty, yeah (making love in my sex dreams) Watch me act a fool (making love in my sex dreams) Tomorrow when I run into you, tomorrow when I run into you You could turn to stone Or the color of men petrified by a woman In love as I am when I lay with you I think of him, I think of him I can't believe I'm telling you this, but I've had a couple drinks and... Oh my God! Last night Damn, you were in my sex dreams (you were in my) Doing really nasty things (you were in my dreams) Damn, you were in my sex dreams (you were in my) Making love in my sex dreams Don't stop the party (making love in my sex dreams) Let's keep it naughty, yeah (making love in my sex dreams) Watch me act a fool (making love in my sex dreams) Tomorrow when I run into you, tomorrow when I run into you We were in the swimming pool I was naked, boy, so were you And we bumped this song while we made love Dangerous poetry rhymed with our bodies And now it's time for the trial with doubts and drawls I can't believe I'm telling you this, but I've had a couple drinks and... Oh my God!

wave goodbye

And we all just wanna shine Before we pass our prime So right now it's just my time So get your hands high And we could wave goodbye To my old life We could wave goodbye To my old life We could wave goodbye To my old life We can say bye Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Okay Woke up in a bed, I ain't worried 'bout who next to me Question marks and exclamation points will be the death of me Never have I ever gave a fuck about the recipe Cause everything I make these muthafuckas say is specialty So I just, I just, cook it up and let you bask in it Cause all I'm after is some furiously fast women Pump the brakes and hit the gas women I ain't thinking 'bout no class dog I'm on my Billy Madison I said I'm all about the green like my cars, Miss Lippy Always with a southern chick, I never Mississippi Always acting drunk as shit, but never getting tipsy That's a stupid combination, like a hippy playing Frisbee So, throw it back when you see me The writings on the wall, and I ain't talking graffiti Tell her that I'm a god, and I ain't talking to Shiva, Kamini I'm on another level no Avicii Holla at me when you see me, whoop! And we all just wanna shine Before we pass our prime So right now it's just my time So get your hands high And we could wave goodbye To my old life We could wave goodbye To my old life We could wave goodbye To my old life We can say bye Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye Thinking 'bout my old life Move on to the future Trade my dirty Converse for a brand new pair of Supras Cause I'm super In high school they done told me I'm a loser Now they come to all my shows And brag about how they new ya, hallelujah! And they wanna bow to the kid But I'm about to make a hundred thou' for the gig Mutha fuckas told me I'm not allowed to be rich Well, you one percenters, just got a different agenda I never be the person I'm trying hard to remember Shout out to Stacy Ferg cause she started out as a pretender Fell in love with a girl that I met way back in September So I spent the whole winter trying to sweat her And they sayin' that you got it, you got it bad Don't need no usher Point me in the direction of how I'm able to fuck her Trying to say goodbye, but I forgot your number She said focus on yourself before you focus on others, shit And we all just wanna shine Before we pass our prime So right now it's just my time So get your hands high And we could wave goodbye To my old life We could wave goodbye To my old life We could wave goodbye To my old life We can say bye Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye I said bye to the old me Getting high off the OG Riding 'round with my homies And you can't tell me nothing No you can't tell me nothing Lastly girl that you know me Got me high when we blow trees Never hide from the police Cause they can't tell me nothing No they can't tell me nothing Naw mean? And we all just wanna shine Before we pass our prime So right now it's just my time So get your hands high And we could wave goodbye To my old life We could wave goodbye To my old life We could wave goodbye To my old life We can say bye Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

the piano knows something i dont know

I won't cut my beard and I won't change my hair It grows like fancy flowers, but it grows nowhere My hair, my hair If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf Of course, of course, of course She's the smoke She's dancing fancy pirouettes Swan diving off of the deep end Of my tragic cigarette She's steam laughing on the windowpanes The never-ending, swaying haze Oh, that ever smiling maze Oh, that ever smiling maze... A ballet Everything's gone missing I've lost more songs to floods I can't prove this makes any sense But I sure hope that it does Perhaps, I was born with curiosity The likes of those of old crows The likes of those of old crows And oh, how the piano knows... The piano knows something I don't know I won't cut my beard and I won't change my hair It grows like fancy flowers, but it grows nowhere My hair, my hair If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse I'd put a statue of myself upon the shelf Of course, of course, of course

still brazy

Ayy! This shit This shit, this shit My life, my life Nigga, this shit brazy Uh, nigga, this shit brazy This shit, this shit This shit brazy This shit, this shit This shit brazy Nigga, this shit brazy, oh Lord! Oh, this shit brazy Look at my life Been through it all, got bullet wounds twice Still don't know where it came from, yikes Why everybody want a piece of my pie? I, I, gotta keep guns with me Shit real, I ain't tryna be pretty Paranoia got this Henny in my kidney (Woo) 'Cause I don't know if they're with me or against me (Woo) They always said this was how it's gon' be But me... I ain't wanna believe They don't wanna see a nigga with the green (With the green) The reason for the 40 cal with the beam (With the beam) The devil's on me, got me trippin' I used to party out with Scotty like Pippen Now I don't trust niggas, and I stopped invitin' bitches Over to the crib, they can't know where I'm livin' Shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy This shit, nigga, this shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy Oh, this shit, this shit This shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy (Oh Lord) Oh, Lord, nigga this shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy Oh, shit, this shit, this shit This shit brazy Verse two (Verse two), verse two (Verse two) I got too much to spit for verse two (Verse two) Just be careful on how you approach dude Cause he done already heard about what you wanna do Paranoia, paranoia Paranoia down in killer California What's their motive? What's their motive? Shit, I'm the closest with some money that they know of Lady problems, family problems Homies problems, all this drama On my mama, this the type of shit you sweat out in the sauna Grandma pray for me, devil keep away from me Fell out with my day one, that was my ace to me Mind blown, somethin' different what I'm on All this shit got me in another rhyme zone Lately, I've been at home I grab the pistol when I answer the door 'Cause shit brazy, shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy This shit, nigga, this shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy Oh this shit, this shit This shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy (Oh Lord) Oh Lord, nigga this shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy This shit, this shit This shit brazy I ain't F with this, but I F with this Can't complain about it, gotta find out where he gonna master it Gotta put cameras all around the crib Gotta, gotta wear the vest like a bib Got some, got some problems, why a whole lotta So I stay dangerous, Osama Nigga say they heard about a million dollars So I gotta bulletproof the Impala Man, I'm 'bout to lose it Homies I'm confused with Money get involved, it's all bad, they switch too quick It's too sick, thought you was realer, my nigga Got popped, you ain't do shit Thought you was my killer, my nigga Oh! Shit get realer, my nigga When niggas know you gettin' skrilla, my nigga I don't know what's gotten into my nigga Close from day one, I was with him, my nigga This shit brazy This shit, nigga, this shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy Oh this shit, this shit This shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy (Oh Lord) Oh Lord, nigga this shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy Oh shit, this shit, this shit This shit brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy

no rest

(Woah) I've been up five days, I can't get no rest Menoh I've been up five days, I can't get no, rest (I can't get no rest, I can't get no rest) Ayy, ayy I've been up five days, I can't get no rest Stay inside my house, dodgin' questions from the press She gon' fall in love, my nigga, what did you expect? Everybody love you when they know that you got next Got my gang with me, we on that fuck shit She didn't like me then, now she wanna suck it I don't got no time, get my cash in abundance Book me for a show, I hit your stage and get it jumpin' Bitch, I got on Balenciaga He said he ridin', I don't know him, that boy not my partner My bitch a queen, she took a pic, look like the new Madonna Hopped out the foreign, cracked his head, that boy look like piñata Go crazy for them dollars, ayy, ayy I don't got no time for these lames in my face I'ma take the trophy and go put it in a case You were talkin' down, but you just look like a disgrace I'ma grab the choppa, get the bullets out the vase 'Fore them niggas talkin', they don't want no smoke When I used to come around, they'd play me for a joke Now she wanna suck and put my Johnny in her throat I go barely in and shawty callin' me the G.O.A.T I'm the big man, I count big bands You sinkin', quicksand, she on a handstand I got my brothers with me, try me, you actin' silly Love me, but wanna kill me And know they all gonna feel me, ah I've been up five days, I can't get no rest Stay inside my house, dodgin' questions from the press She gon' fall in love, my nigga, what did you expect? Everybody love you when they know that you got next Got my gang with me, we on that fuck shit She didn't like me then, now she wanna suck it I don't got no time, get my cash in abundance Book me for a show, I hit your stage and get it jumpin' Bitch, I got on Balenciaga He said he ridin', I don't know him, that boy not my partner My bitch a queen, she took a pic, look like the new Madonna Hopped out the foreign, cracked his head, that boy look like piñata Go crazy for them dollars, ah

get up 10

Look, they gave a bitch two options: strippin' or lose Used to dance in a club right across from my school I said "dance" not "fuck", don't get it confused Had to set the record straight 'cause bitches love to assume Mama couldn't give it to me, had to get it at Sue's Lord only knows how I got in those shoes I was covered in dollars, now I'm drippin' in jewels A bitch play with my money? Might as well spit in my food Bitches hated my guts, now they swear we was cool Went from makin' tuna sandwiches to makin' the news I started speakin' my mind and tripled my views Real bitch, only thing fake is the boobs Get money, go hard, you're mothafuckin' right Never been a fraud in my mothafuckin' life Get money, go hard, damn fuckin' right Stunting on these bitches out of mothafuckin' spite Ain't no runnin' up on me, went from nothin' to glory I ain't tellin' y'all to do it, I'm just tellin' my story I don't hang with these bitches 'cause these bitches be corny And I got enough bras, y'all ain't gotta support me I went from rag to riches, went from WIC to lit, nigga Only person in my fam to see six figures The pressure on your shoulders feel like boulders When you gotta make sure that everybody straight Bitches stab you in your back while they smilin' in your face Talking crazy on your name, trying not to catch a case I waited my whole life just to shit on niggas Climbed to the top floor so I can spit on niggas Said "I was just tryna chill and make bangers" (Bangers) Tell all these old bitches they in danger (Stop) The thing on my hip whip bitches into shape (Brrrt) That's what I call a fuckin' waist trainer You gon' run up on who and do what? (Who?) I think y'all got your story screwed up (Yeah) I came here to ball, is you nuts? I don't want your punk-ass man, I'm too tough (Facts) I'm the one that's killin' shit, hands down (Hands down) If you got a problem with me, say it now (Say it) 'Cause I don't wanna hear no sneak dissin' (Huh?) 'Specially not from one you weak bitches I'm on go like I don't see no stop lights (Skrrt) I'm steppin' out every day, prom night (Facts) So if it's all love, show me love then (Huh?) 'Cause you hatin' on a bitch, that's what it sounds like Beast mode, that's how I give it up, nigga Hoodie, low, that's how I'm pullin' up Just 'cause I been on the road don't mean I been on the run And you gon' have to learn to hold your tongue or hold the gun (Brrrt, woo) And we all know you ain't that type (No) I smack you and the bitch that you act like (Yeah) I started gettin' money, bitches upset (Cash) They remind me of my pussy, bitches mad tight Nails done, hair laid, keep 'em both laced (Laced) Co-come through shinin' with a Rollie bust face (Shine) He-headshot, headshot, tell 'em closed case Ain't no bitch spittin' like this since '08 I don't trust no nigga, I don't fear no bitch (Fear no bitch) Whole life been through some fucked up shit (Fucked up shit) They say I'm too that, oh, I'm too this When you see what I've seen, you end up like this (Woo) I walked into the label, "Where the check at?" ("Where the check?") Cardi B on the charts, ain't expect that Where that bitch that was claimin' she a threat? (Where?) I'ma put a Louboutin where her neck at They say I'm too ratchet, they say I act wild (I act wild, wild) I'm tryna whip the foreign like a bad ass child (Bad ass child, skrrt) They caught me slippin' once, tell 'em try that now (Try that now) Cardi B, know it's me, hear that "blap" sound (Blap!) Man, I said we gon' win Knock me down nine times but I get up ten Look myself in the mirror, I say we gon' win Knock me down nine times but I get up ten Look myself in the mirror, I say we gon' win Knock me down nine times but I get up ten Yeah, but I get up ten Knock me down nine times but I get up ten, bitch (woo) I'ma make a fuck nigga feel me (yeah) Said I'ma do a broke bitch filthy (ah) I'ma make a fuck nigga feel me (grrr) Said I'ma do a broke bitch filthy (grrr) We gon' win Knock me down nine times but I get up ten (woo) Yeah, I said we gon' win Knock me down nine times but I get up ten, bitch (grrr)

if i die tomorrow

Y'all in that mood yet?! (in that mood yet) Y'all in that mood yet?!?! (in that mood yet) If I died tomorrow See if I died tomorrow Yo, yo yo yo yo I woke up around nine, day felt like no other Kissed wifey on the forehead, told her that I love her Thinking as I look for where my car keys at I know it ain't promised I'll be back See if I died tomorrow Whether from a disease or from a bullet I wouldn't be mad, I lived my life to the fullest I drove cars that I never thought I would I fucked broads never thought I could See if I died tomorrow I'd be in heaven with the folk that raised me Grandma, Jimmy, Great Grandma Daisy 'Least I'd be around some people that's just like me 'Least I'd be around my Uncle Mikey If I died tomorrow I know moms would probably be hysterical For 25 years she seen me be a miracle Seen me come a long way just by being lyrical Naw I ain't act religious but God know me to be spiritual If I died tomorrow, wouldn't feel like it's wrong I ain't expect to be here this long They told me before I get 21 that they would have my Grave handy Two years later, nominated for a Grammy Vibe Awards, Kev said I probably shouldn't go with him He ain't think I wouldn't make it good at the podium Fans wanting the best for me I couldn't be there as I won but Treach all my Jersey Heads rep for me If I died tomorrow then what would it mean Already feel like I'm livin my dream Came across some pretty interesting folk I met some new people Ain't move alot of units, but touched a few people So I might get frustrated fuckin wit the hood son But everyday above ground is a good one Walk out the door and leave it in God's hands If I go it's just part of God's plan If I died tomorrow Will life carry out the same Well at least my little man can carry out the name And look, I can say I lived my life without stress If I died tomorrow, I'm fine I been blessed, Yes! I made some money, and true I could've had more But he's happy and what more could he ask for If it was no diamonds and no begets I still would have no worries, I got no regrets I made my mom proud, and pop feels the same way But he's a man so he probably got too much pride to say Can't count my blessings on one hand, more than a handful And God ain't send nothin my way I couldn't handle If I know I was called to go I know one thing that's for sure I'll be alllriiight.. cuz it was my time And if its one thing that I know I don't regret one choice I chose I'm livin my life If I was gonna die tomorrow Yo if I died tomorrow Throw a little liquor in the sky I'm good here don't ask God why, don't cry I did everything I wanted, left nothin unturned Roll sumtin, light it, let it burn If I died tomorrow... Naw I don't wanna die tomorrow.. said I DON'T WANNA DIE TOMORROW Well just in case, remember my ways, remember my face For all that remember my place I love me Best thing about dying tomorrow I won't see anybody I love leave So if the Lord take me, don't re-incarnate me I don't wanna come back, and please DON'T MAKE ME Don't cry, just wave goodbye Let all my songs rock, smile at me in the sky Don't pour liquor, I'll save niggas some Hennessey Just play a spades game, slame a card in my memory I speak my mind I roll a blunt with God, know he smoke sumtin better than any weed you can find So pass that Jesus You gotta get high to think of all these diseases that Put us right where he is Damn I'mma miss my mans, miss my chick, miss my fam Miss my fans The world is like jail, this is like Debang So now take it all back, I won't miss a thing I'm feelin pretty wise And death I can take off this disguise When it come just let it be a surprise I'd rather it quickly I may not be remembered as the best, that's cool, long as y'all don't forget me Now who the fuck you think is living to this day I try to tell my young niggas crime don't pay So I hope Ma Dukes can understand where I was And hope Trey can be a better man than I was I don't wanna live to be 80 Life's a cycle The older you get, more you live like a baby You could barely move, folk gotta be there for you Diapers on, niggas gotta take care of you Learn shit all over again Skin wrinkled, ya memory gone, and you a memory gone 'Least in '03 I made a few folk dance I wanna thank Def Jam cuz they gave me a chance Wanna thank my street niggas The show me the streets niggas When it's your turn I'm at the pearly gates to greet niggas When it was beef niggas Snatch the heat niggas Said 'Mouse you a star give that back to me' niggas My nigga Big Perm, fuck being a hype man Since Lincoln High School my nigga been my right hand Dude MK already know that I love him You like a third brother, you past being a cousin The mother of my baby for giving me my baby Naw, I won't trash you, you been aight lately Heights, Still, and Du, can't forget Dub B Held me down when I ain't know how to love me I mean back in the days I felt so ugly I can't say why, bitches always dug me A lightskinned nigga, always kept a fresh line My feelings like wine, just got better with time So if I die tomorrow, and y'all choose to ignore him Just say he repped Jers' like nobody before him Look, I can say I lived my life without stress If I died tomorrow, I'm fine, I been blessed, Yes! If I died tomorrow, I'm fine, I been blessed, Yes!

swag me out

Chillin' in class with a bag full of grass Lookin' for a white chick to smoke up and choke up I even got that white sniff come over here and take a whiff Now you ready to get raped and ate by Mr. Haley Litter Life is the gang, it's that shit that we bang Let's play an Odd game, it's called "Bitch, You Better Run" When those Odd Wolves come out And chew you up bitch like bubblegum Jasper's off climbin' trees with that nazist you see Never met a nigga like me because I'm an Oddsby Opposite of them Cosby kids Got that Virginia Tech swag, shoot up your school and laugh, bitch Swag me out, bitch Wolf Gang! Uh, Left Brain, Wolf Gang Swag me the fuck out 'fore you get punched in your fuckin' mouth I'mma take your bitch back to my crib You already know my dick is gon' be in ribs Yeah, and I like barbecue Fuckin' with me, I'm fuckin' with you Uh, Wolf Gang, that's the fuckin' clique If you got a problem, bitch, hop on this dick Nigga, I don't want you here So, get the fuck out 'fore shoot you like a deer Swag me out, swag me out I don't give a fuck, swag me out Oh, oh, where the fuckin' hoes? Hoes, hoes, where the fuckin' hoes? Hoes, hoes, where the fuckin' hoes? Where the hoes? You faggots yap about tokin' kush While I deal with drug dealers and they killed a whole bush George inside the storage if you wanna take a look But keep your motherfucking daughter's mouth shushed, boy Lookin' for them white sluts who good at suckin' cat Wolf dick black as nigga riders from the fat black bitches Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All don't give a fuck Loiter Squad, you know where the fuck we at Earl and Berman swervin' in the Jeep Me and Travis in the back squirtin' Jergens on her feet What is that? Not a penis What the fuck is extra meat? I don't know, ask Asia Two nazi dykes shittin' in a synagogue Cause that bitch lick balls from Western to Crenshaw And her grandma suck dick down in Rimpau And she masturbates with Vaseline and a Ken doll Swag me out, bitch Wolf Gang! We cool like the breeze at the fucking beach They told me to write a flow, I wrote a fucking speech Odd Future Wolf Gang rolls fucking deep Taylor Swift, come around, we go fucking deep She's our slut for weeks and she wash our sheets Brush our teeth but don't make our beats Tyler got the waffles, Devon covers bacon 2DopeBoyz got the beef, we serve filet mignon shakin' Sour D's got me touching the moon Rollin' up blunts the size of a fucking cocoon Wolves roll together like some family raccoons Tellin' you to eat an ass like a fucking baboon Swag me out, bitch Wolf Gang! Swag me out, swag me out, Jasper get them faggots out Snortin' coke, got the Pope yellin' who let the rabbits out Kissin' whores and kissin' bunnies, put this horse dick in your tummy I am on this track because that nigga Taco isn't funny Me and Jesus in the Humvee, Ace and Mary gettin' comfy Jeffrey Dahmer's in the bushes with R. Kelly tryna fuck me Steve Harvey, Kenan Thompson's plottin' how to jump me Well fuck Steve Harvey and fuck that vase Fucking Waterham, Hodgy's ass eat skills help eat all the Jam Damn I'm like marmalam, marmalade Yo motherfuck 'em if they haters, bet I'll rain on their parade I'm that ignorant motherfucker who took your daughter on a date Dare her to answer the phone if you call her cause she's late Black kid on the corner sellin' drugs go figure Syd tha Kyd, what the fuck we doin'? (Flippin' bricks, nigga!) Fuck you listening to this Wolf Gang reserve Driving with your bitch swagged Jasper Don't give a fuck stealing your fucking purse All I do is live verse, yeah, nigga Swag me the fuck out, Loiter Squad Bacon Boys Nigga, we take your girl, rape her in the back Of the fucking Jeep, with Rob squirting her feet With Jergens, nigga, Ultra Healing Yeah, we're swerving in the Jeep, while I'm rolling up the tree Litter Life, don't give a fuck, that's why we fucking up the trees Wolf bandit and land it, you niggas can't stand it Chop a bitches head off and get a pleasant nut off, bitch Swag me out, bitch Wolf Gang!

aint gonna see it coming

Hey, jumped off the porch, with one thing on my mind Find a way to make a fortune, and keep from doing time I accomplished one of those, but the other nevermind And stay away from scary niggas, they'll kill you every time Think I'm Triple 6, 8 Ball, MJ, Lil Jon Crunk off in that pussy leanin' in it tryin' kill some She workin' on the pipe like this is what she pay her bill from Cuz them other cats she fuck just fill it up a lil some 2 things I don't like: A bitch who can't shut up and one who wanna stay the night Whatchu say you playin' right? You better hit the blunt and tell Uber to meet you at the light, hoe Back to where you came from, that's just how the dice roll Uncle Quentin, Man, they raised me don't take shit from anyone So extortion is off the list, TIP you won't get a penny from Bet 10 to 1, that you won't reach my level of success 'fore my kids are grown I'm gettin' topped off in a Thunderbird I guess you can call that some ThunderDome Huh, yeah And I'm already off of whatever you on, bitch Aye I'm king of whatever better let it be known I don't give a damn bout you making no song You better watch what you say in your song 'Fore you see what happen when faking go wrong Say you gon' overthrow me, what's taking so long? I been kicking back patiently waiting for someone to rattle my cage No I'm not that old nigga think that he run it, and talkin' bout what he did back in the day Oh no I'm just a viscious as ever, more brilliant and clever and still 'bout that action today Oh no You can't compete in the league that I play in, learn from Jimmy Henchmen and rapping like Jay And how can I say it, I lead the generation who lasted the one with bandanas and running in the traphouse, police we sell crack in their face My presence suggest, i have tats in my face And my reputation ain't nothing to play with, you owe me some money, suggest that you pay it, or that double dbarrel I'mma put on your head I'm thinking you might tell someone what I did, but you gon' be dead How you gon' say it, dead man don't talk thought you knew it You can scream from the grave but we don't wanna hear it All i hear what the Bankroll said, I stay booted up so I can't go dead Nigga fuck that caseif it can't go fed, what the fuck your mind on if it ain't on bread And i stay poured up, Ac' on deck i don't drink no red In my suite bad bitches link up, got 'em in the bedroom can't go to bed Ain't no games shawty know how i play it I know I'm the shit shawty you ain't got to say it If you can't see now, how the king get down May as well turn around, bitch, you ain’t gon see it

let me dope you

Welcome to the culdesac, this is where the street ends I am just a rapper, I ain't got the time for speakin' Nigga stay weak like tornado and a tree branch I never have a weak day, my life's a long weekend Fuckin' with ya raw, bitch, my mouth should get tested Sleepin' on a nigga, hope you feel well rested Gambino stay on, can't nobody pull the cord out A nigga fucked up, like a hang gliding whore house Sick boy, yeah, the clique on deck Yes, I rap absurd, got the game upset And they rap about the jewelry, the weed they smoke And I rap about my life, and niggas think it's a joke, nah I only put real on a nigga Bitches see the money, try and steal on a nigga Yes, I'm on fire, you can feel it on a nigga Step away from the heat; they Shaquillin' on a nigga Treat niggas like pussy, go hard on 'em Watch the swagga get swiped like a card, bottom The swag's unique, I don't even worry 'bout 'em I got the tortoise shell frames and the argyle You wouldn't think from the things I'm fashionin' I'd get more bush than Kim Kardashian Drop hot shit, yeah, my mouth's a laxative Born to be the greatest, this is not by accident Hey player, what's good? (Let me dope you!) Hey hater, what's hood? (Let me dope you!) I'm on fire like wood (Let me dope you!) And you don't wanna fuck with dude (Let me dope you!) Don't start no shit, there won't be no shit Don't start no shit, there won't be no shit Don't start no shit, there won't be no shit Don't start no shit, there won't be no shit I'm a genius, I ain't gotta fake shit My cup runeth over, you can take sips I'm in a spa, white robe like a racist Niggas can't see me, I will pay for your LASIK Buck what ya heard, bitch, I'm flyer than you ever seen My wallet make paper, call it Evergreen Ashy to classy, finally got some Vaseline Live inside a sauna 'cause I always got my self-esteem Name in your mouth, and it seems as though I struck a nerve I never fit in like my penis in these tiny girls I figured I was different from these other guys When I wrote for 30 Rock, I was under 25 These other rappers wanna fade into the background I'ma stand out when these niggas done sat down I always pack heat, yeah, my mouth need a pat down Money, girls, clothes, I don't worry about that now Hey player, what's good? (Let me dope you!) Hey hater, what's hood? (Let me dope you!) I'm on fire like wood (Let me dope you!) And you don't wanna fuck with dude (Let me dope you!) Don't start no shit, there won't be no shit Don't start no shit, there won't be no shit Don't start no shit, there won't be no shit Don't start no shit, there won't be no shit

propaganda

Pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-paganda Pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-propa-gan-ganda Propa-gan ga Propa-propa-gan-ganda Pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-ga-ga-ga-ga Floozy You got me trapped in your dark fantasy world Don't you know you make me woozy? You have me wrapped around your little finger Baby, don't you know you can't lose You make me offers that I can't refuse You keep telling pretty lies You toy with the truth Oh you're killing me with your Pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-paganda Pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-propa-gan-ganda Propa-gan ga Propa-propa-gan-ganda Pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-ga-ga-ga-ga Cold chick You ate my soul just like a Death Eater I'm the ocean, you're an oil slick Now I am choking on your thought pollution Baby, don't you know you can't lose You make me offers that I can't refuse You keep telling pretty lies You toy with the truth Oh you're killing me with your Pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-paganda Pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-propa-gan-ganda Propa-gan ga Propa-propa-gan-ganda Pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-ga-ga-ga-ga Propa Propa Ga-ga-ganda Can't lose You make me offers that I can't refuse You keep telling pretty lies, babe Baby, don't you know you can't lose? You make me offers that I can't refuse, yeah You contort me with your lies, babe Don't you know that you just can't lose? You make me offers that I can't refuse, yeah You keep telling pretty lies You play with the truth Oh you're killing me with your Pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro-pro Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ganda

whateva

Hello? (Hello) What’s up with you (Nothing, what you up to?) Shit I’m on the stove (What you about to do?) Shoot, I wanted to let you hear something real quick Whatever is mine is yours Everything that you need I provide and more It’s just something about you, I can not ignore Everything that you do I swear I adore When you were looking my way Seent the look on your face I walked up and said hey Now look where we stand today Girl I just want to be yours Aye, yeah, baby, aye Squad, 17 Whatever is mine is yours Everything that you need I provide and more It’s just something about you, I can not ignore Everything that you do (ZooWap) I swear I adore When you were looking my way When you feeling down gotta get you high We gonna spend them bands, I’mma get you fly She my Trap Queen, with her whipping pies Stay high, see you sexier in my eyes Where you tryna go though? That nigga he’s a dummy, he’s a dodo I swear to God I’ll never let you go though And anywhere you wanting, we can go though Uh, for you a nigga switch it up Trade the coupe for a range, that’s the family truck Look, riding ‘round with my shorty with the blinking cut And she gonna let it go, try to stick me up I’m like everything we want, make the ground shake Aye baby got back, that’s a pound cake Whole squad on the grind like a skateboard That’s why everywhere we go, niggas make noise I’m like Silver Surfer baby, you can see me swimming Batman Benz, that’s how I be dipping Orange Lamb, that’s what I just rented Big Benz Wap, my squad winning Whatever is mine is yours Everything that you need I provide and more It’s just something about you, I can not ignore Everything that you do I swear I adore When you were looking my way Seent the look on your face I walked up and said hey Now look where we stand today Girl I just want to be yours Aye, yeah baby, aye Squad, 17 Monty, 1738 Beautiful, yes you are In my eyes you’re a star Big house, fancy cars Yeah it’s yours, yeah it’s yours baby Press record baby Seen you before Wonder what you got in store baby And I already know what you’re thinking And we ain’t gotta tell nobody, I can keep a secret You can have whatever baby, keep it Two hundred on the dash, taking bags out of Neiman's Nails done, hair done, everything did Cause if we gotta do it, we gotta do it big She buy me a pistol, I buy her a purse And everywhere we go, we get the His and Hers Whatever is mine is yours Everything that you need I provide and more It’s just something about you, I can not ignore Everything that you do I swear I adore When you were looking my way Seent the look on your face I walked up and said hey Now look where we stand today Girl I just want to be yours Aye, yeah baby, aye Squad, 17 Is yours You need and more Can not ignore I adore Yeah baby Aye Squad 1738 (Woah-oah-oah Aye Baby Oah-oah-oah-oah Baby Squad Hahaha)

paris tokyo remix

Now if you never left Houston get a passport Never left Little Haiti get a passport If you live in South Central get a passport So you can see the world Yeah, and if you rep the five boroughs get a passport Or if you're in the Dirty South get a passport If you're on the Westside get a passport So you can see the world Now I've been known to levitate Like a hobo tryna catch a freight To get away, and clear the day Then I'll be smilin' at the stars like the hood does cars Little ghetto mind you should travel like a bullet From your favorite gun's barrel or the Indian's arrow Mathematically aligned like the pyramids or Pharaohs Don't let 'em bring demise like you and your boys are cattle Fly to Paris, and end up in Tokyo Let's start a coalition so even the broke can go To all those that never sold coke before And with no ambitions to rock or roll Let my, people go To broaden their horizons Sharpen all they minds in Sharper than the prong or the Neptune's trident I'm just ramblin' - I ride my bike in the clouds Mr. Spielberg, hire me at Amblin (To the nigga Pimp C) God bless your life (And the creators of the syrup) I hope you're restin' right Because you screwed a lot of lives, kids and wives In my mind I'm goin' "woo-hoo" just like The Hives But in my mind, compromise my design Like a missin' puzzle piece, make completion hard to find Hours resuscitated by Capri Sun juice packs Woke up singin' N.E.R.D. songs and you can YouTube that Now stay away from people that pursuit they lack And remember your starter kit was this Lupe track Now one love (one love) one love (one love) Hey love, see you in Tokyo My new passport has been issued so I'm ready Trekkin the Sahara or grazin the Serengeti I am there if there's speakers in the place I will see a foreign face My magic carpet shuttles me through the human race But, no matter what's on her mood to foreign district My postcards so you I missed it It bein us, how we would discuss findin treasures Deep in choral reefs, Tigerbillies Islands of pleasure Holdin you my pretty 'til I get home to our city In this chitty-chitty bang-bang brutal to our bus So I, take it in, the wonderments of the world Samplin each cuisine, a dinner without a girl Presents for my people like these silly t-shirts While Rebecca's at the sound check hooked to Mic Works I remember days when the dollar was strong Hopefully it gets better, I won't be gone long - backpack Let's go to sleep in Paris, wake up in Tokyo Have a dream in New Orleans, fall in love in Chicago Mayne, then we can land in the motherland Camel back across the desert sands Then take a train, to Rome, or home Brazil, for real Wherever I go she goes Yeah, I'd done seen Paris, and woke up in Tokyo But I'mma always be Sarah Green from the Southside of Chicago Just because you on Section 8 and he left It don't mean a thing ("Girl I can't go nowhere") Just come and take a flight with me Baby girl it's a world to see! (girl go on wit all that) I never thought the Seven Wonders of the World Would be so wonderful (for real?) You got your ghetto pass, now go and get your passport And make your swagger international (I'll think about it) If you can, catch a flight, you can go, in your mind Your destiny, YOU DECIDE! Wherever I go, we go Oversees, even over here I over seer Like I'm tryna stop these slaves from gettin freer From the truth I never veer see, so, faithfully I steer As I ride through yo' city like Revere, revered Now everybody gon' and put yo' hands in the air All you haters with yo' hands in yo' ears - it's okay Cause later, it will sneak up on you like it's Metal Gear Put you in a chokehold and then unconsciously you'll cheer Remain upper tier, ain't no cryin down here Only shed is in the back, yard with the tools in it My hood's in disrepair with no schools in it All the food ain't got no fuel in it So crude, that's why I'm duelin it Some dude's thinkin what Rasulullah do in it Not what they did then, but now what do you do with it? I know you sick of all the rat-tat-tat-tat Well this the soothin sounds from the backpack rat pack Seein Sarah Green from the FNF crew Two from the Child Rebel and the Q When I be home I resist it like it's Ohms I was there, now I'm gone; Shalom! Yeah, and if you rep the Midwest get a passport If you from Detroit get a passport If you from Chi-Town get a passport So you can see the world Get that little black girl, a passport Get that little black boy, a passport If you ain't got one, get yourself a passport So you can see the world, yeah!

matthew in the middle

It's a long long Long long Journey to the middle Welcome to the middle It's a long long Long long Journey to the middle Welcome to the middle, yeah Amen hallelujah Amen hallelujah Is this Heaven or suburbia? Is this Heaven or suburbia? Amen hallelujah Amen hallelujah Is this Heaven or suburbia? Is this Heaven or suburbia? I don't idolize niggas There ain't a man alive I idolize nigga My only fear is all this idle time nigga For the paper I might finalize niggas And you flexin', I can't find the time nigga And get stressed from time to time nigga This obsession with status and new possessions Patterned from which the lesson is Average is choosing meth And balance is for older we're addicts and this is true So what happens, king of the youth Is this Heaven or suburbia? Is this Heaven or suburbia? My soul bleeds over the keys of this piano I'm in trouble Need more treble My brother ran base, I rock, like heavy metal, yeah My soul bleeds over the keys of this piano I'm in trouble Need more treble My brother ran base, I rock, like heavy metal, yeah We ain't talk much since '99 We have problems, 99 "I'm comin' home", I know he lyin' But that's my brother, so that was fine He in the pen I'm independent I used to pen shit But never send it He was like my pen pal I pawned his pendant Then cop a pistol No cop protection He had potential The times tension Those tense times Crime pays quicker The grind takes time No Tim Tebow He in the field no God Dope boy lifestyle a car no job He had a chain now he chained Calling collect with some change My mother cryin' and I hate I know that she snitched on my brother So that's a family divided Another Christmas no brother I jail visit my brother Tired of missin' my brother, yeah I hope you listenin' brother I love you, don't you think I'm dissin' you brother But we never kicked it at all We never kicked or even pitched at a ball I hope I see you on tour brother, yeah It's a long, long, long, long Journey to the middle Welcome to the middle It's a long, long, long, long Journey to the middle Welcome to the middle Amen hallelujah Amen hallelujah Is this Heaven or suburbia? Is this Heaven or suburbia? Amen hallelujah Amen hallelujah Is this Heaven or suburbia? Is this Heaven or suburbia?

how we roll

It's how we roll Boats and hoes, money, cars and clothes Panamera's, Ferrari's, and Royce's is how we roll Young niggas is in control Real niggas will never fold Boats and hoes, money, cars and clothes Panamera's, Ferrari's, and Royce's is how we roll Young niggas is in control Real niggas will never fold Yeah! We in control nigga! Everytime I pull up, bitches they be like what up Pull up I put the top down, pull off I put the hood up Everything that I got now I got it because I stood up Ya'll suckas was not round and made the way I was brought up Cause I was always taught to just never fold I bought another Rolls I started from selling O's, now my bank account seven O's And there's two commas on it Riding, two llamas on it This purp like my pancakes, I put Aunt Jemima on it And I'm getting higher nigga, riding with Gotti nigga Two Phantoms, an Aston Martin, boy that's a Bugatti nigga In back of the Fisker, and I ain't mention the Rarri' nigga Bitches like 'Bari nigga, oh Boats and hoes, money, cars, and clothes Panamera's, Ferrari's, and Royce's is how we roll Soon as we hit the party it's choices on all these hoes We fucking all of they bitches, you niggas is getting old Boats and hoes, money, cars and clothes Panamera's, Ferrari's, and Royce's is how we roll Young niggas is in control Real niggas will never fold Boats and hoes, money, cars and clothes Panamera's, Ferrari's, and Royce's is how we roll Young niggas is in control Real niggas will never fold I'm standing on the couch like fuck life Pussy nigga playing games he can die tonight And we just pulled up in a million dollar worth of cars Million problems, thousand guns, just a couple dogs Just a couple real niggas I can ride for Black man's black 40 cal, black Tahoe Black driver, white Rolls Royce, real nigga, I'm the ho's choice Conversations with Meek about shit we did in the streets How we fucked with our dogs, how we planning to eat Bricked the rapper on the beat, hundred k in a week Its CMG, MMG, everybody else enemy Fuck boats and hoes, Cuban links in gold The game done got cold, I know real niggas who told Since that the role that they chose (fuck em!) Send them hittas up to their door (murder) Boats and hoes, money, cars and clothes Panamera's, Ferrari's, and Royce's is how we roll Young niggas is in control Real niggas will never fold Boats and hoes, money, cars and clothes Panamera's, Ferrari's, and Royce's is how we roll Young niggas is in control Real niggas will never fold I ain't dead but I'm the president Money green, dutch for the medicine Bogota going through the Mexicans Switch it up, up to the nose it's heroin An epidemic, Fall River walking dead again The city on fire, we let it burn Smoke got the BM-Dubb moving like a hovercraft Off the highway and she trafficking Marilyn Monroe Front door she passing it (let me get that) Cause most times the corners are a gold mine Out the hood now we shooting for the coast line Boats and hoes, below deck with them bricks nigga Cause you can keep that other shit with ya Ace Diamond We back nigga Fucking with that other shit It's New B

liftoff open bar freestyle

Four bars, four topics Open bar, liftoff, Power 106 Your first topic, grandmas Look, fuck it, oh yeah Grandma over there, surprised she ain't dead Fucking old bitch, come and give a nigga head And I open that clit and it got some spider webs Like, I don't really know, but I'm tryna go Come over here and give me throat, like Oh shit your dentures just came out, don't choke Wait a minute, um Open bar, four bars, four topics Liftoff, Power 106 Jay Cruz, Justincredible Your next topic, Tyler, The Creator Pregnant girls Niggas always thought I would rap about something sterical and lyrical and just mystical But I want the pregnant bitch to have the fuckin' baby and give me that umbilical cord You little whore, let me lick that shit Come over here and let me see that baby suck my, wait You thought I was gonna say 'dick', nigga that shit gay Cause I ain't tryna go to jail today Niggas really think that they dadadada Open bar, four bars, four topics Liftoff, Jay Cruz, Justincredible Bacon is your next topic WOLF came out last year, I know you heard it Tryna' get that motherfuckin' pig, fuck Kermit Let me see the bacon, let me see the bacon All the fuckin' cash that I'm rakin' Probably gotta go to Rouse And I don't really know cause I got a little nervous This is a really weird topic Four bars, four topics One more topic for Tyler, The Creator Liftoff, Power 106, Open Barm groupies Groupies, that, that's the best y'all can come up with? Was groupies Alright, fucking groupie (Alright fucking groupies then) I'm on the fucking bus and I just ate lunch And I'm looking for a slut and I'm really tryna' bust a fat nut On her motherfucking forehead, but damn, my iPhone dead, shit I need a charger, fuck it I'll just go outside and charge a bitch And tell the bitch to come on the bus and suck my shit And maybe if I'm a little more horny, get little drunk, I can open up her and shit probably lick her clit But shit, that probably won't happen, fuck Fuckin' all this pussy off rappin', fuck Man, they think I'm cool, they start to clappin', fuck it Give me a hand job, yeah, I'm the man I'm the motherfuckin' nigga that was just on stage Bitch, open up your fucking book and let me lick that page But wait a minute, that shit clean? Let me get spray out of the bathroom Where I took a shit, took off my Fruit Of The Looms and took a doo-doo-doo Poo-poo-poo, lick on your ass and poo-poo, doo-doo You got a problem with T? Well fuckin' know a couple dudes that'll get the burner and shoot-shoot And shoot-shoot if you got a problem, yeah bitch, get that Get rat, nigga get that, nigga getgat, with the liklak and a Tic-Tac Jasper rollin' up a zig-zag, after you suck my dick, here, take a Tic-Tac And a fuckin' double mint, bitch I'm the devil men Bitch know what the fuck I meant, heard Bastard The first album, bitch, you know what the Devil meant Jk, I'm Heaven sent, know God and a couple of angels I'm, alright I'm off of here

hustle hard

(I Do It) Hustle (10x) Ha! Same old shit, just a different day Out here tryna get it, each and every way Momma need a house Baby need some shoes Times are getting hard Guess what I'mma do Hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hard Hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hard Hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hustle hustle, hard Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard Okay, now big bank in my pocket Double up with my profit See this shit then I cop it Gimme that-that there and then drop it Homie, hold up with my mojo Peep the whip and that logo 24's and they low pro I bet she fucking, I know so Nigga ain't no doubt about it Riding round with that rocket Load it up and I cock it Send bout a couple off in your noggin Hear them 808's and they knockin' Whole club and they rockin' Rosé in them buckets All my homies up in here vibing Nigga big shit in my household Real niggas I die for Creeping off in that Tahoe All about that de l'argent Nigga don't stop the party We be getting gnarley Ol' kimosabe homies chiefing like a Marley Cause its the- Okay, now all I know is hustle Get it off the muscle Block is my attire Keep them sticks off in that cupboard, nigga I be going hard, bitch I'm going hard I just hit the mall You just swipe the card I'm with a couple latin broads I just do menage Fuck you other guys Pussy telling lies Homie, free my nigga AG Fuck you niggas pay me Swagging in my Saleen Two-door coupe Mercedes I am too much for you busters Bitches I don't trust 'em Fuck 'em once I fuck 'em Lust 'em never love 'em They won't play me for no sucker, play me for no paper Make my bitches stomp her Alpha zeta mega, better no-one really on it Drive it, bet I own it Money is involved, better know I'm on it That's wording to my mother Gotta get it one way or another I put that on my brother I'm out here on the come-up But its-

gangster 101

Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Anywhere that we go they know us I keep some KK in the plane rolled up Shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? If shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? I do my thing, 100k to show up Keep Bombay and lemonade in my cup If shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Called some friends, told her call some friends Pour some juice and Gin We go in, we be going in We don't know the end Pour some Gin, she want some more Henn I'm late for level ten Love again, never love again, never love again Niggas talk, they don’t really mean it cause it's all for fame Look at me, look into my eyes, I been through some pain Lost some change, then bounced back again Gave some niggas game, y'all some lames, y'all some lames Y'all some, y'all some lames I'm just counting up this money, rolling up a plane Niggas in my lane, so I'm focused on some other things When you a boss in the game you show hella patience Niggas going on your page, don't know where the bank is She keep blowing up my phone, said she wanna play Spent one night at my crib, say she wanna stay I do what I want to, say what I wanna say I been hustlin', hustlin', I been hustlin' Anywhere that we go they know us I keep some KK in the plane rolled up Shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? If shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? I do my thing, 100k to show up Keep Bombay and lemonade in my cup If shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? Shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? (Yeah, yeah, I shouldn't have hit that KK) Oh, shit, hold up, hold up, bro I'm focused Roll up, blow and choke it Water don't approach us Fucked the hoe with magic, call it hocus pocus Los the dopest spoken, flow and stroke the coldest Stroked the hoe and told her, "Woah, woah, woah catch it all" Like Pokemon then poke the poke to free 'em Hokey Pokey, put your left foot in I put the effort in, no don’t eff with them I chef with the same shit I'm left with Cooking with the left, boy, I'm Stephen Wicked with the right like I'm Leftwich Spit it to a dyke, get the leverage Kick it for a night, that's the blessin' Might hit it twice if I'm guessin' She'll probably bring her wife to the session Bitch on wood like Spike at the Knick game Nice with the dick game, slurp game, twerk game Pipe in a chick frame, twenty-four seven More money, more blessings I ain't got fifty cents for the bitch I don't ask her twenty-one questions My nigga's flip yayo, I just put the bucks in the bank Keep it G with the niggas 'round the way though You knit that together, you get that You chit-chat too much, you're a bitch ass nigga A big ass bitch, that's a BBW I'm a eighties baby, that's BB's on BMW's You PMS cause you BS, I serve niggas like UPS The groupies sweat the coupe The Gucci sweats, the retro sneaks The groove too fresh, the proven best The cool respect the cool So who are you, the spectical The new special dude, the next to rule The extra ruse, I'm extra rude My ex could prove that I had to make an extra move now... Anywhere that we go they know us I keep some KK in the plane rolled up Shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? If shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? I do my thing, 100k to show up Keep Bombay and lemonade in my cup If shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what? Shawty say that I'm a gangsta, so what?

my way remix

Ayy, yeah, baby Squaaa, ayy, ayy Baby, won't you come my way? Got something I want to say Cannot keep you out my brain But first off I'ma start by saying this, ayy All headshots if you think you could take my bitch, ayy And I'm too turnt, when I shoot, swear I won't miss, ayy Ba-Baby, won't you come my way? Baby, won't you come my way? Ba-Ba-Baby This is something you should know I don't ever chase no hoes I spotted you, you had that glo Watch me pull out all this dough Take you where you want to go Flexin' on your ex, I know He ain't ever take you out Barely even left your house How dare that nigga run his mouth When his pockets in a drought The last single he put out Didn't even make it out And he dumb as hell and I swear his ass don't think, ayy If he disrespect, two shots and I won't blink, ayy Never really cared what the fuck these niggas think, ayy I got deep pockets, I swear my shit's on sink, ayy And he mad as fuck, big ZooWap all she sing, ayy And he mad as fuck, big ZooWap in her dreams, ayy Well he mad as fuck, when they sex, she scream for me, ayy Big ZooWap what these niggas should be, ayy Baby, won't you come my way? Got something I want to say Cannot keep you out my brain But first off I'ma start by saying this, ayy All headshots if you think you could take my bitch, ayy And I'm too turnt, when I shoot, swear I won't miss, ayy Ba-Baby, won't you come my way? Baby, won't you come my... All I gotta do is put my mind to this shit (goddamn) Cancel out my ex, I put a line through that bitch I like all my S's with two lines through them shits Everybody tryna fuck you but I'm fine with that shit I never mind, girl, that's just you I know you work hard for your shit You know they gon' hate Just don't play no part in that shit They should call me James Cause I'm goin' hard in this bitch We're just so much smarter than them Maybe I just needed you around me Drank a lot tonight, I know She can drive your car and you can roll Take you where you wanna go First off, I'ma start by sayin' this Goddamn, goddamn Baby, won't you come my way? Got something I want to say Cannot keep you out my brain But first off I'ma start by saying this, ayy All headshots if you think you could take my bitch, ayy And I'm too turnt, when I shoot, swear I won't miss, ayy Ba-Baby, won't you come my way? Baby, won't you come my way?

systematic

The system will defeat itself Nothing stays in a steady state, it overheats and melts It only feeds itself, the system Yo, I think it exists just because, like a pit eats its pups Eats its own litter up The system's fucked, it's corrupt It's for its own survival, it's genocidal No place or origin, no beginning cycle Let's occupy all streets It's crazy to think in the '80s I wanted minks, and a Benz to listen to Michael And Grand Puba Maxwell and get cash while I'm sippin' on drinks In Nike sweatsuits and Gucci links I'm like a Russian mob figure, I'm mad low In the shadows, big up to Shadow DJ Shadow arose to throw blows Can't see me but Nas moving the fastest I'm a 3D movie, no need of glasses I'm a 3D movie, no need of glasses Hold your breath for fifteen seconds Close your eyes, cover your ears, do not listen Try to feel what I'm saying To make you feel is my new expression Hold your breath for fifteen seconds Close your eyes, cover your ears, do not listen Try to feel what I'm saying To make you feel is my new expression Systematic Systematic I wish I was an arms dealer to sell legal arms in the hood No backup check, put cash in my palms and we good Lack of respect get you to fall where you stood Mathematics is God’s language, it’s in my blood Art, music, letters and numbers I'm a vessel, I'm humble Meeting startups, I invest if I want to Transforming global markets with all of my partners Methodical corporate culture, straight out the projects What's the ingredients to the realest? Place two cups of cranberry in the skillet A half a cup of water, add some Henny Let it cook for eight minutes, but you ain't finished Let it simmer 'til the cranberry pop a little—keep stirring, sip it It's art like Keith Haring It gets in your blood, you start to feel what I'm feeling Don't listen, just try to feel what I'm feeling Hold your breath for fifteen seconds Close your eyes, cover your ears, do not listen Try to feel what I'm saying To make you feel is my new expression Hold your breath for fifteen seconds Close your eyes, cover your ears, do not listen Try to feel what I'm saying To make you feel is my new expression Systematic, uh Systematic World first Remember the past Cherish the present and work for tomorrow The time is now *scratching* Time is now

freestyle at kendrick lamar concert

The game need balance, the game need balance Woke up this morning to the rumors of niggas wilding Picture me hating on a young nigga with talent Album flop, but it's cool, he caked out on his allowance I was out in Vegas, Kicks was the latest Bitch was the baddest, her head was the greatest Only one thing that I ask of you haters You can't diss a nigga if you got him on your playlist From straight A's to A-list, Only niggas with AK's can play this My Jordan's thirteen like eighth grade, You niggas debaters But you ignoring my pay raise I made it from 8 dollars an hour, that's 400 a week To 100 grand a show, that's 400 a week Ice and wrist, It's Cole summer to keep Life's a bitch, Just don't cum in the sheets

cant be friends

Where to begin when love ends on a bad note Or being honest make the trust grow Apparentally it make you argue more The more things you throw DVD’s and my dirty clothes Telling me shutup, I’m leaving you The reason you ain’t even got one It wasn’t true Look at her, now look at you I know we ain’t perfect But I made our world utopia How could you not notice? In denial cause you’re used to losing Put me through it, ain’t the answer to it Put on my Vans, take a walk to cool it But you was always a test and I’m a student Trying my best But I never get the right solutions I swear it’s one thing after another one Fuck it I’m done Am I done? Mother say I’m too young But what that mean? I took a chance and now I’m playing The game of love Now it’s never ending Forever chasing That first feeling On a quest for a woman's treasure They keep it hidden I gotta find love even if it kill me. (I gotta find love even if it kill me) Can run into it anyday But knowing me I prolly never meet Only speak when a fan speak Never chatting with a stranger But there’s something about this girl that got me thinkin’. (Damn) I-Phone accidentally called her Says hello? Silent moment Man, I been missing you And I know you miss me too She sighed then she said Thought we’d be together ’till the end And this the end So good luck with your career Cause we can no longer be friends Anymore. (Damn)

hot now

New benz Cop one for you and your friends Papers two Rolling papers two I only do what gangsters do Through with the basics You think it's a spaceship when I ride through Feel like I'm on ice, we just glide Niggas is parasites I get pussy in a pair of off-whites Know I want it, you can see it my eyes, surprise 'Cause I visualized it Always knew I was the man You just realized it Don't need a detector, I can see the lies I'm a different type of being Drive the type of whip your bitches like to be in Smoke got my eyes lookin' Korean Every time that I fly, VIP'n All of my nigga's ride Two joints, that's double homicide Got you rolling papers to me while you gettin' high We went from coppin' it to supplyin' Be there at the drop of a dime All else fails, I can depend on mine Fuck signs, my niggas gettin' high Party of flyest, Taylor gang or resign Why you even come back to my crib if you ain't stayin'? Ridin' with some real niggas, know that we ain't playin' Pockets on swole and you know that I keep them faces Money through the roof, I just crash it and replace it All my bitches bad, I don't fuck her if she basic Lotta niggas in the game, Khalifa man, the greatest Blowin' all this money, need someone to help me save it Lickin' on me all night, she said she love my flavor Homie, I'm a boss baby, I don't need no favors Got so many cars, I don't got room for my neighbors Got a bad broad, but you know me, I might take her Fuck about a bitch though, I'm all about my paper Khalifa man will stick to the code, no I don't save her Suckin' on me good, treat me like a Now and Later Breakfast in the morn', we can get our dinner catered Try to hit my phone, I don't pick up 'cause I'm faded I've been on my shit, 'cause I'm hot now I ain't used to get it but I got it now You can't tell me shit, tell me nothin' Anything I want, I pull up in I've been on my shit, 'cause I'm hot now I ain't used to get it but I got it now You can't tell me shit, tell me nothin' Anything I want, I pull up in Anything I want, I pull up and stunt Parking in the back, we can't do the front Real niggas pay the papers, a plus Ain't with the gang, you can't sit with us Take them bitches phones, ain't no thang, we don't trust 'em Send 'em for the gangs, why they came, we don't love 'em Takin' all our time, we don't need to rush Smellin' like the KK, it's serious Grind every day, 'cause the process I trust in Think they the way, but they bluffin' Baby, I can spend it all, don't care how much it's costing Grind and you get all this, my niggas is ballin' I've been on my shit, 'cause I'm hot now I ain't used to get it but I got it now You can't tell me shit, tell me nothin' Anything I want, I pull up in I've been on my shit, 'cause I'm hot now I ain't used to get it but I got it now You can't tell me shit, tell me nothin' Anything I want, I pull up in Two joints, that's double homicide Got your bitch jumpin' in my ride She with the gang and she down to fly Rolling papers up and gettin' high

foreigners god

She moved with shameless wonder The perfect creature rarely seen Since some liar brought the thunder When the land was godless and free Her eyes look sharp and steady Into the empty parts of me But still my heart is heavy With the hate of some other man's beliefs Always a well dressed fraud Who wouldn't spare the rod Never for me Screaming the name Of a foreigner's God Screaming the name Of a foreigner's God Screaming the name Of a foreigner's God The purest expression of grief Wondering who I copy Mustering some tender charm She feels no control of her body She feels no safety in my arms I've no language left to say it But all I do is quake to her Breaking if I try convey it The broken love I make to her All that I've been taught And every word I've got Is foreign to me Screaming the name Of a foreigner's God Screaming the name Of a foreigner's God Screaming the name Of a foreigner's God The purest expression of grief Screaming the name Of a foreigner's God Screaming the name Of a foreigner's God Screaming the name Of a foreigner's God The purest expression of grief Screaming the name Of a foreigner's God Screaming the name Of a foreigner's God Screaming the name Of a foreigner's God The purest expression of grief

sds

Uh uh Close my eyes before I cross the street If a car about to hit me, then he ought to beep Watching Dawson's Creek 'til I fall asleep It's harder than it seems, I'm under water in my dreams I'm in awe, this jigsaw, puzzles not complete I'm just an idea, nothing concrete Came to raise limits, get higher than plane engines They tryna change with us, but come to the same difference Shut your pie-hole, I'm dope and I know My voice sound like it was a sample off a vinyl I don't mind those hating on my style I tend to take the high road, get stoned and fly low I'm no God, I don't think that I'm a human, though cause I'm so odd People selling drugs cause they can't find no job Wonder if Christ made a million off selling the cross Let bygones be bygones, my mind strong as pythons The day that I die on will turn me to an icon Search the world for Zion or a shoulder I can cry on The best of all time, I'm Dylan, Dylan, Dylan, Dylan, (Dylan) Somebody do something (Somebody do something) Somebody do something (Somebody do something) Somebody do something (Somebody do something) Somebody do something Yeah, yeah, yeah Somebody move something Yeah, yeah Somebody move something Yeah, yeah Somebody move something Yeah, yeah, yeah Somebody move something Yeah It ain't no party like aristocratic parties Yeah, yo, yo, yo, oh Said, ain't no party like aristocratic parties Yeah, yo Sipping Jameson like I was majored in whiskey flavouring When I'm drunk, I'll cut your head off and leave it dangling FlyLo's still tryna put me on to Ableton Asian women love me, I look like David Duchovny In kindergarten, used to put some condoms in my cubby In case one of these hoes was tryna fuck me I ain't nobody, and neither are you Been contemplating if I even still believe in the truth I'm so stubborn, I'd rather write my own history book Where the world don't give a fuck 'bout how you physically look All your songs are sixteen's and a hook We're here to reinvent music, it's time for the revolution I'm dying for the movement, trying not to lose it Jewish Buddhist consuming the views of Christianity Wonder if Hindus like to eat fish soup If it's true, they should hit Alaska in a igloo I hear the fish biting nice right now I can't figure out life and feel right right now Boo, if I think it, I should say it, there's a reason that I write it down Spit the shit that leave a diaper brown, poo Somebody do something (Somebody do something) Yeah, yeah, yeah Somebody do something (Somebody do something) Somebody do something (Somebody do something) Yeah, yeah, yeah Somebody do something And... Somebody move something Yeah, yeah, yeah Somebody move something You right there... Somebody move something (Somebody move something) Somebody move something Yeah, yeah, yo, yo, yeah

want you back

You see, what I can't understand Is how somebody have a life-time friend Who they've been through thick and thin with And they just fall out over the simplest shit, man But that same person will be in a relationship with a triflin ass mo'fucka But they keep taking them back! Shit is crazy... The Karma of fucking over a good person Is the asshole you end up wit' Get a taste of your own medicine Funny, you the one who end up sick Always took you back, even though it made my friends upset Told me I should blow you off, haven’t got that wind up yet Know how many days I hurt? Many nights I’ve been up stressed? Thought that we had been in love, maybe I just been obsessed When you crossed me, you lost me Now if I was guardin' Derrick Rose I would be more understandin' but you ain't Derrick Rose You was my number one, but uuuhmm, you ain't Derrick Rose You try to make a point again, you ain’t Derrick Rose You just on some bullshit, bitch, you ain’t Derrick Rose I’m a lover and a fighter, fight for what I love But you made something of bitches I think nuttin' of Ask myself why I fight when it’s long been over God gives the hardest battles to the strongest soldiers So I fight for us, long as there's reason to You wanted to give up on us long as there is season two Cool, you’re gonna need me one day And if it’s Sunday, that one day gon' be Monday That’s how fast things change sometimes Niggas play the tough role, I Ving Rhames sometimes Like, like, like I don't want that bitch back I mean, I want her, but I don’t want the bitch back She say she want him, but she don’t want that nigga back That nigga act like I ain’t had a nigga back You’re gonna need me someday You’re gonna want me back in your heart So much pain in this sample So much pain in some of our hearts I just want a pain-free heart I don't ask for much Fab, what's good though Let's talk to her real quick... Let me start with ‘I love you’, and I think we got the power to grow Woulda gave up, but ain’t no coward in Joe Funny thing about it all, you checked my Twitter every hour or so And then you bring this fake shit to our reality show Spent however many years looking for devotion, it’s weird Your feelings but I put 'em into motion I dictate the what’s and why’s (what else?), the how and when You ain’t learn to separate your now from then I keep my distance, when I’m near my head is hurting Exhausted every road to friendship, but it's never working Me, I met the sweetest girl, you know y'all met in person Bottom line, I made you then made a better version Tried to give you good advice, but you ain’t heed it Must’ve figured you ain’t need it, but all I can do is seed it Told you you gon' fuck around and end up sick You chose dick from this nigga off the New York Knicks My Nig... you so spiteful, that ain’t the way we act That cock was inserted in you, how could it pay me back? I know you said when we were over you'd start aiming bigger But you can’t have anonymity with famous niggas Know you thinking my happiness is a front How would you ever know? Happiness is what you wanted So unidentifiable when that harm'll never let up (why?) You fucked me real good, karma fucked you better You’re gonna need me someday You’re gonna want me back in your heart You never miss a good thing till it leave you Finally I realize I don’t need you You want me back, you know you’re gonna need me back Gotta have me back, yeah Heartbroken when you left my world Boy, you know you should’ve kept this girl, I was there for you Now I don’t know what you gonna do without me, baby That was the last thing I said to you I notice you know its dead end with you You’re gonna want me back, you’re gonna want me back You’re gonna want me back You’re gonna need me one day You’re gonna want me back in your heart

planez

This one goes out to all sides worldwide Let that playa-ass nigga Thumpy be your guide As we go on a ride Where playa-hatin' killers and hood niggas thrive And lame muh'fuckers can barely survive Catch me rollin' through the city Ridin' with the top off Man, my whip so big When you in it, fuck around and get lost Told my bitch to let her hair down What this shit cost? Tell me, baby, if you 'bout that life right now Hope it ain't talk, no I could put you in the Mile High Club What's up? Let's take a trip Have you ever read "The World Is Yours" on a blimp? Tell her be free, baby, spread your wings Got your legs in the sky like a plane Let me guide that, I'm the pilot Can't nobody see you, 30,000 feet On your knees in them Prada's Makin' freaky shit come up out her Get high, baby, roll one Cloud nine 'bout to go up Lovin' the feelin' the turbulence get when we turn up When we land we can roll out Show you somethin' you ain't know 'bout Tonight we be takin' off flight with a camera to show out I got you in the air, your body in the air How it feel up here? You can scream as loud as you want Loud as you can, and ain't nobody gonna hear Would you like it better if I hit the West Coast? Tell me baby if you 'bout that life right now I hope it ain't talk I could put you in the Mile High Club What's up? Let's take a trip Have you ever read "The World Is Yours" on a blimp? Tell her be free, baby, spread your wings Got your legs in the sky like a plane Let me guide that, I'm the pilot Can't nobody see you, 30,000 feet On your knees in them Prada's Makin' freaky shit come up out her Get high baby, roll one Cloud nine 'bout to go up Lovin' the feelin' the turbulence get when we turn up When we land we can roll out Show you somethin' you ain't know 'bout Tonight we be takin' off flight with a camera to show out Cole World, I got it, I got it, I got it, listen You need a nigga that's gon' come over and dig you out You need a nigga that you know is not gon' run his mouth You need a nigga when he done probably gon' put you out You need a nigga that's gon' put it in your mouth Dick so big it's like a foot is in yo mouth And you ain't babysittin' but my kids all on yo couch And oh, you nasty, oh, oh, you nasty Both graduated so fuck keepin' it classy Look, they love me in the Chi like MJ They love me in the Chi like Oprah No nigga could block, not even Dikembe Compared to Cole, boy, you're softer than a sofa And so far my new shit's so fire, nigga, check my profile Who you know make waves in the low tide? Deebo'd yo bitch, now she both ours Nigga, little brown liquor in my liver Pretty brown thing in my bed Been a long time since I had to ask for head So goddamn, don't make me beg But I will if I need to, 'cause for real, girl, I need you I could put you on a flight, we could take off tonight If you scared of heights, shit, I got a pill I could feed you Cole I could put you in the Mile High Club What's up? Let's take a trip Have you ever read "The World Is Yours" on a blimp?

suicide

Yeah... I just ordered one, my nigga Yeah... I’m still a snow mover, blow harder than tuba Designated shooters, turn weed to woolers Condo in Atlanta, money counters like the NASDAQ In that glass back, the motor is the ass crack I’m still feeding divas like I feed the meter Holy father to 'em, I ain’t talking Jesus neither Balance on the scale, I ain’t a Libra either I’m just a name and a number with the means to reach ya Grim Reaper, him cheaper, hemp chiefer His army, MCM on gym sneakers You knowin' that hymn better, he been preaching You motherfuckers is bloodsuckers, you been leeching Been Baller, been Jacob, been dealer Been realer, pound sign, been trilla All killer, no filler, been iller Fraud niggas, you Zoolander, Ben Stiller When it comes to shooters, my niggas is trained to go And they gettin' practice on bitches who breaking codes Thirty-five hundred, just point and give 'em a name They back flipping niggas, that go for rappers the same You don't know me, nigga, fuck out my way Big difference between a renter and a homeowner Hip Hop Weekly cover and a Rolling Stoner Lufthansa I heist, nigga, or that bitch Winona Stop comparing me to rappers 'cause they in their moment Might have crossed the name brand every blue But these brand names to a brand owner isn't new Don't make us equal 'cause we shared a bitch or two She ain't the angel that you think, she reincarnated too I build mine off fed time and dope lines You caught steam off headlines and co-signs Young niggas cliquing up with my rivals Like the Bible don't burn, like these bullets don't spiral Like I can't see the scenes that you mirror in your idol But a pawn’s only purpose is completely suicidal Ooh! Suicide, it's a suicide I'm just talking to the world like it's you and I When it comes to shooters, my niggas is trained to go And they gettin' practice on bitches who breaking codes Thirty-five hundred, just point and give 'em a name They back flipping niggas, that go for rappers the same You don't know me, nigga, fuck out my way Nothing but cash here, this sweater is cashmere The roof is a translucent, it's nothing but glass there The car is a concept, what's next is my last year My future is bright hot, you never can last here I'm top five, listen, who hot in the past year? Five heartbeats and I'm feeling like Flash here 'Cause what I captured is the beast unleashed in the pasture Story of the sheep and the wolves I unmaster Fifty in the liquor, unwrapped 'em Unpacked, powder rise and it falls like Sebastian Telfair, tailor-made suits hand crafted Over Bottega Veneta, high tops unfastened S550 drop top is unimaginable To my hand drop and then he unattached it Practice it, niggam brick, break down, break dance Crab walk, back spin, tanner than my black skin When it comes to shooters, my niggas is trained to go And they gettin' practice on bitches who breaking codes Thirty-five hundred, just point and give 'em a name They back flipping niggas, that go for rappers the same You don't know me, nigga, fuck out my way

the letter

Tell me when to stop… Tell me when to stop… In the haze we lose Can’t just have it all In the haze we fall Coulda had it all In the haze we lose Can’t just have it all In the haze we lose We coulda had it all Be honest, I know you now You look to see Stop and wait And really it don’t matter I know you do (I know you do) You don’t understand, there’s a time and place I’m gon let you know, now listen I don’t you to, you don’t want to say it Tell me what it is you feel Don’t be shy (Don’t be shy) Testin' you like you testin' me Testin' you while you testin' me Testin' you like you testin' me Testin' you like you testin' me And I know Uh, watching the stars On a yellow brick road like the Wizard of Oz Ain’t no workin titles for this little thing of ours I tell you the game like I'm Ahmad rashad I put roses on my neck, rose petal and stars I kiss you down low but I let you decide I get behind you like you’re making dirty wind Get you a glass of muscato, that’s yo favorite wine And I… know Can’t hold yo prop cuz it’s yours Like Versace models you be giftin leather You my bread and butter, let’s toast And I… hope Like Shepard's Fairey we can fly canaries Obey my presence, you are a blessing I am a reverend so start confessing In the haze we lose Can’t just have it all In the haze we fall Coulda had it all In the haze we lose Can’t just have it all In the haze we lose We coulda had it all Testin' you like you testin' me Testin' you while you testin' me Testin' you like you testin' me Testin' you like you testin' me And I know

money over bullshit

My niggas got scarred grills, skully hats and gats be fully's Brrrat, cars peel, the East Coast cartel Rats get their tails snapped and trapped The snitches in the streets and the snitches who rap Pure euphoria, a dose of death to all of ya Coroner choruses sung from The Bridge to Astoria Dreams of fallin' in the elevator, passin' floors Suddenly stop, the doors open up to a brick wall I can smell the haters, wishful thinkers, bad luck prayers Picture your tarot cards and bodyguards getting sprayed up Sabotagin' my makeup, my watches get laced up Even if they indicted Jacob Forensics, paramedics, carry cowards off Defibrillators shock to your chest, try to cough They die and hit Hell from an iron I'm fly in YSL, I'm paid from this shit Got bitches high as hell, and they fucking like AIDS don't exist They get sent to your hotel, a maid and shit Put a barrel in a capo mouth, 'til his scalp come out You a kid, you don't live what you rap about King poetic, too many haters to count Too much paper to count, QB, bitch! Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn Money Over Bullshit, pistols over brawn Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength (My own strength nigga, that's what I'm scared of, ha-ha) Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn Money Over Bullshit, pistols over brawn Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength Got seven candles lit, black wallpaper, black carpet Thinking about which nigga to target You kill a nigga today, he lives forever So I plotted out smarter, there'll be no martyrs Black TEC on the table, Mag .44 Black negligee on my bitch, she's at the door Black fish eggs, nigga, that's the caviar You niggas fish-made, y'all niggas is fifth grade Niggas, it's fifty ways to dissect the General If I give ya the top five, you will not survive Rule 1: cocksucker, keep my name from your tongue Rule 2: thought you knew don't fuck with God's Son Rule 3: see, matter fact, I just wait If y'all reach top five, then I'ma eat y'all alive Each one of you guys that claim Hip-Hop is still alive Like y'all ain't in agreement with Nas That shit is dead motherfucker, it's dead, bitch… Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn Money Over Bullshit, pistols over brawn Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength (My own strength nigga, that's what I'm scared of, ha-ha) Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn Money Over Bullshit, pistols over brawn Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength From crack pushers to Lac' pushers and ambushers And morticians to fortresses, case-dismisses Laced in riches, cake ridiculous From nickel and dimin' to trickin' them diamonds Vegas, places in Switzerland From non-blastin' to auto, I don't have to blast mine They blast mine, black 9, you flatline, my cash climb Buy rare art, antique pieces, Mona Lisa's, own no leases Five-star restaurant eaters; don't forget who your peeps is 'Sposed to dine with you, sip that good wine with you Only if they grind with you or slang for ya Seen niggas live, laugh, party and die in that very same corner Pretty girls glance at us, status unconceivable Private planes landed out in Teterboro, weed I twirl Once even gave me a phobia, that I be in a spot trapped like Madame Zenobia's with this kid eyein' my Rollie, y'all Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn Money Over Bullshit, pistols over brawn Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength (My own strength nigga, that's what I'm scared of, ha-ha) Join me in war, many will live, many will mourn Money Over Bullshit, pistols over brawn Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own strength There it is, QB, bitch! Yeah… QB, bitch! Yeah, yeah… QB, bitch!

without you

Everything I want, I have Money, notoriety, and rivieras I even think I found God In the flashbulbs of the pretty cameras Pretty cameras, pretty cameras Am I glamorous? Tell me, am I glamorous? Hello? Hello? Ca-can you hear me? I can be your china doll if you want to see me fall Boy, you're so dope, your love is deadly Tell me life is beautiful, they all think I have it all I've nothing without you All my dreams and all the lights mean Nothing without you Summertime is nice and hot And my life is sweet like vanilla is Gold and silver-lined my heart But burned into my brain are these stolen images Stolen images, baby, stolen images Can you picture it? Babe, that life, we could've lived Hello? Hello? Ca-can you hear me? I can be your china doll if you like to see me fall Boy, you're so dope, your love is deadly Tell me life is beautiful, they all think I have it all I've nothing without you All my dreams and all the lights mean Nothing without you We were two kids just tryin' to get out Lived on the dark side of the American dream We would dance all night, play our music loud But when we grew up, nothing was what it seemed Hello? Hello? Ca-can you hear me? I can be your china doll if you like to see me fall Boy, you're so dope, your love is deadly Tell me life is beautiful, they think that I have it all I've nothing without you All my dreams and all the lights mean Nothing without you Hello? Hello? Ca-can you hear me? I can be your china doll if you like to see me fall Boy, you're so dope, your love is deadly Tell me life is beautiful, they think that I have it all I've nothing without you All my dreams and all the lights mean Nothing without you All my dreams and all the lights mean Nothing if I can't have you

shortie like mine

Y'all know what this is Only thing that keeps me up (Ha), when I'm feeling down I don't know about you, but I gotta keep mines around 'Cause I done looked, I done searched, and it's hard to find Another shorty like mine (Uh-huh), baby, yes, I'm Addicted to how we kick it, everything you say to me (This is going out to all the shorties around the world) Never knew it could be so wicked, hoping that you stay with me Search around the world but you will never find (Uh) Another shorty like mine (C'mon), shorty like mine I tell my niggas that uh you got a girl but she ain't nothing like mine (Uh) Cute face nice size like mine Stay kitted, hood with like mine (Ha) Mean walk, talk the talk, let me tell you some more (Woo) I knew that when I ran into this one She would be the redrum of my pimpin' (Uh-huh) Knew she would be the one to make me stop Carin' about other girls on my jock and gettin' them (Oh) She was the one to slow me down, hold me down I roll with her know Go with it now, I'ma grow with it now I'ma go get her, that's how I got her Don't be mad you can't get one hotta (Uh-huh) Broke the mold when they made lil' momma (Uh) I don't care what my niggas​ say She been there every day for my drama (C'mon) Some of the homies hate 'cause they want her Wish they the ones that's datin' my woman (Oh) Gon' get a good look 'cause she fine (Uh-huh) And I don't mind 'cause she mine (Say what?) Only thing that keeps me up (Up), when I'm feeling down (Yeah) I don't know about you, but I gotta keep mines around 'Cause I done looked, I done searched, and it's hard to find Another shorty like mine (Uh-huh), baby, yes, I'm (Ooh, and i'm so addicted) Addicted to how we kick it, everything you say to me (Don't be afraid to snap your fingers) Never knew it could be so wicked, hoping that you stay with me Search around the world but you will never find Another shorty like mine, shorty like mine (Uh, uh, uh, uh) I tell my niggas that uh you got a girl but she ain't nothing like mine (Nah) Cute face nice size like mine (Yeah) Stay kitted, hood with like mine (Yeah) Mean walk, talk the talk, Chris, help me tell 'em wassup Now I got all this love inside of me and all I wanna do is give it to her (Break it down, break it down, break it down) I don't care what the fellas say about it (I know) 'Cause I got something to say about it (Yeah) What I'm about to say is straight up Real talk, no cut I don't play about it (Haha) There ain't a price you can put on a girl Who knows (Uh-huh) just what to say when you need to hear it the most And I'ma tell you something else If I don't know nothing else, I know Only thing that keeps me up, when I'm feeling down (Only thing that I need, yeah) I don't know about you, but I gotta keep mines around (I gotta have it all) 'Cause I done looked, I done searched, and it's hard to find Another shorty like mine (Hey), baby, yes, I'm Addicted to how we kick it, everything you say to me (Oh yeah, yeah) Never knew it could be so wicked, hoping that you stay with me Search around the world but you will never find (Searching, never find) Another shorty like mine (Ha), shorty like mine I tell my niggas that uh you got a girl but she ain't nothing like mine (Uh-huh) Cute face nice size like mine (Mine) Stay kitted, hood with like mine Mean walk, talk the talk, let me tell you some more (Bow Wow, let it go) I wanna give her the world And I ain't even tryna lose her (Uh-huh) I'm addicted to my girl And the way that she twirls in that little skirt (Uh-huh) Just for me in the club, in the crib, in the streets She reps for L B dub, E-N-T She a nice size with the pretty brown bright eyes I'm a winner with the right prize (Come on) I'ma give it to her to the rhythm of a hi-hat She got a beautiful mind you can't buy that (Nuh-uh) And the sight of her behind when she walk on by Make a nigga wanna try that (Yeah) She got the prettiest smile and she gangsta (Uh-huh) Keep me from runnin' wild and I thank her And we can talk about anythin', she got good conversation My homie, my friend and plus she patient (Oh) Only thing that keeps me up (Up), when I'm feeling down I don't know about you, but I gotta keep mines around 'Cause I done looked, I done searched, and it's hard to find Another shorty like mine (Like mine), baby, yes, I'm Addicted to how we kick it, everything you say to me (Everything) Never knew it could be so wicked, hoping that you stay with me (Girl, and play boy) You can search around the world but you will never find Another shorty like mine (Ha), shorty like mine I tell my niggas that uh you got a girl but she ain't nothing like mine Cute face nice size like mine (Oh, oh) Stay kitted, hood with like mine (Oh, oh) Mean walk, talk the talk, Chris, help me tell 'em wassup Only thing that keeps me up, when I'm feeling down I don't know about you (Uh-huh), but I gotta keep mines around (Uh-huh) 'Cause I done looked, I done searched, and it's hard to find Another shorty like mine (That's right), baby, yes, I'm Addicted to how we kick it, everything you say to me Never knew it could be so wicked, hoping that you stay with me

the show goes on

LA-SER Yeah, yeah Kane is in the building, nigga Alright, already, the show goes on All night, 'til the morning we dream so long Anybody ever wonder When they would see the sun up Just remember when you come up The show goes on, alright Already, the show goes on All night, 'til the morning we dream so long Anybody ever wonder When they would see the sun up Just remember when you come up The show goes on Have you ever had the feelin' that you was bein' had? Don't that shit there make you mad? They treat you like a slave Put chains all on your soul and put whips up on your back They be lyin' through they teeth Hope you slip up off your path I don't switch up, I just laugh Put my kicks up on they desk Unaffected by they threats Then get busy on they ass See, that's how that Chi-Town made me That's how my daddy raised me That glitterin' may not be gold Don't let nobody play me If you are my homeboy, you never have to pay me Go in and put your hands up When times is hard you stand up L-U-P the man, 'cause the brand that the fans trust So even if they ban us, they'll never slow my plans up Alright, already, the show goes on All night, 'til the morning we dream so long Anybody ever wonder When they would see the sun up Just remember when you come up The show goes on, alright Already, the show goes on All night, 'til the morning we dream so long Anybody ever wonder When they would see the sun up Just remember when you come up The show goes on One in the air for the people ain't here Two in the air for the father that's there Three in the air for the kids in the ghetto Four for the kids that don't wanna be there None for the niggas tryna hold them back Five in the air for the teachers not scared To tell those kids that's livin' in the ghetto That the niggas holdin' back, that the world is theirs Yeah, yeah, the world is yours, I was once that little boy Terrified of the world, now I'm on a world tour I would give up everything, even start a world war For these ghetto girls and boys I'm rappin' round the world for Africa to New York, Haiti, then I detour Oakland out to Auckland, Gaza Strip to Detroit Say hip-hop only destroy, tell 'em look at me, boy I hope your son don't have a gun and never be a d-boy Alright, already, the show goes on All night, 'til the morning we dream so long Anybody ever wonder When they would see the sun up Just remember when you come up The show goes on, alright Already, the show goes on All night, 'til the morning we dream so long Anybody ever wonder When they would see the sun up Just remember when you come up The show goes on So, no matter what you been through No matter what you into No matter what you see when you look outside your window Brown grass or green grass, picket fence or barbed wire Never ever put them down, you just lift your arms higher Raise 'em 'til your arms tired, let 'em know you here That you strugglin', survivin', that you gon' persevere Yeah, ain't nobody leavin', nobody goin' home Even if they turn the lights out, the show is goin' on Alright, already, the show goes on All night, 'til the morning we dream so long Anybody ever wonder When they would see the sun up Just remember when you come up The show goes on, alright Already, the show goes on All night, 'til the morning we dream so long Anybody ever wonder When they would see the sun up Just remember when you come up The show goes on The show goes on The show goes on The show goes on The show goes on

what them girls like

Luda, SG, Chris Breezy (yup! It's me!) Oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh (Darkchild) I know what them girls, I know, I know what them girls I know, I know what them girls, I know, I know what them girls like I know what they feel 'cause I'm breathin' on they heels And it's me they wanna kill 'cause I give them what the girls like I know what them girls, I know, I know what them girls I know, I know what them girls, I know, I know what them girls like I know what they feel 'cause I'm breathin' on they heels And it's me they wanna kill 'cause I give them what the girls like (Hahaha, Luda!) Relax and take notes, while I put you up on game Get a sweeter connect then if I put you up on 'caine But you should grab yourself a seat and a whiskey double Because the girls of the world ain't nothin' but trouble They like a little danger and might not admit it (yeah) But they on for the chase and they want us to come and get it Plus they love a young thug that's overflowin' with swag And keeps his woman all draped in new Louis Vuitton bags (hey) And Louis Vuitton pumps, look at her walk to him (yeah) I like open toe straps, but SG talk to him I got a whole bunch of girls I'm tryna bring by the crib tonight (yeah) Better wear your cape 'cause the bringin' that kryptonite (okay) I know what them girls, I know, I know what them girls I know, I know what them girls, I know, I know what them girls like I know what they feel 'cause I'm breathin' on they heels And it's me they wanna kill 'cause I give them what the girls like I know what them girls, I know, I know what them girls I know, I know what them girls, I know, I know what them girls like (I know what you like, baby) I know what they feel 'cause I'm breathin' on they heels And it's me they wanna kill 'cause I give them what the girls like (Yeah, we gon' take this to verse 2) Now some of them want a family, a sense of security (yeah) A necklace, bracelets and all other types of jewelry So shop 'til you drop, or 'til it makes you psychotic Here's a triple black card, it ain't trickin' if you got it (hey) Others will stay content if you just makin' 'em laugh Send 'em to the spa, get 'em massaged and bubble-bathed So later on they can dance and throw a drink in they hand And try every and anythin' they never did with they man, me! So get loose and slide off ya damn garments (hey) Show 'em who's the boss, they take orders from the sergeant (Yup) There's places on your body that I'm just tryin' to find So in the sack, talk to me, tell me what's on your mind (woo!) And I got plenty more to learn if you's investin' in me (okay) They don't love for who I am but who I'm destined to be And for that, I give you everythin' up under the sun 'Cause in the end all the girls just wanna have fun I know what them girls, I know, I know what them girls (Hahaha) I know, I know what them girls, I know, I know what them girls like I know what they feel 'cause I'm breathin' on they heels And it's me they wanna kill 'cause I give them what the girls like (I know what you feel, yeah) I know what them girls, I know, I know what them girls I know, I know what them girls, I know, I know what them girls like I know what they feel 'cause I'm breathin' on they heels And it's me they wanna kill 'cause I give them what the girls like They wanna talk to ya, so shut up and listen (yeah) If you can't take the heat, then get the fuck out the kitchen 'Cause a ride or die man for his ride or die chick Gets that ride or die puddin' for that ride or die dick I say they wanna talk to ya, so shut up and listen (yeah) If you can't take the heat, then get the fuck out the kitchen 'Cause a ride or die man for his ride or die chick Gets that ride or die puddin' for that ride or die dick I know what them girls, I know, I know what them girls I know, I know what them girls, I know, I know what them girls like (hahaha, yeah) I know what they feel 'cause I'm breathin' on they heels And it's me they wanna kill 'cause I give them what the girls like (they wanna go on vacation and I know it, let's go) I know what them girls, I know, I know what them girls I know, I know what them girls, I know, I know what them girls like I know what they feel 'cause I'm breathin' on they heels (yes) Hey (they want what they can't have) And it's me they wanna kill 'cause I give them what the girls like Yeah, yeah (haha, yeah) Women, I love you all, there's not enough time Believe that, if your man don't tell you how beautiful you are (hey, yeah) I'm lettin' you know right damn now, you are beautiful, baby Oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh I love women so much, I have one Luda, Chris Breezy, this too easy Oh oh, oh oh oh oh oh oh SG what up

17

(Seventeen, seventeen) (Seventeen, seventeen) He was working at the record shop I would kiss him in the parking lot Tasted like cigarettes and soda pop Seventeen (seventeen) He would tell me I was beautiful Sneaking in the neighbor's swimming pool Yeah, he taught me how to break the rules Seventeen Hey, those days are long gone But when I hear that song It takes me back We were on top of the world Back when I was your girl We were living so wild and free Acting stupid for fun All we needed was love That's the way it's supposed to be Seventeen Stealing beers out of the trailer park Flicking lighters just to fight the dark My favorite place was sitting in his car Seventeen (seventeen) We laid a blanket on the rooftop That time, I knew I wouldn't make him stop The nights were cold, but we kept them hot Seventeen (seventeen) Hey, those days are long gone But when I hear that song It takes me back We were on top of the world Back when I was your girl We were living so wild and free Acting stupid for fun All we needed was love That's the way it's supposed to be We were running red lights We were going all night Didn't care about anything 'Cause it was you and me We were living the dream And we were seventeen Oh, oh, oh, oh (seventeen) Oh, oh, oh, oh (seventeen) Yeah, I remember what it felt like Just a small-town kind of life If I could only just go back in time Seventeen We were on top of the world Back when I was your girl We were living so wild and free Acting stupid for fun All we needed was love That's the way it's supposed to be We were running red lights We were going all night Didn't care about anything 'Cause it was you and me We were living the dream And we were seventeen Seventeen Seventeen Seventeen Seventeen

icu

I see you, now you see me I see you, now you see me I see you, now you see me I see you, now you see me Hopped out the whip, ice got my lips frostbit Boy I don't want your damn girl she got too many kids My shoes, Sauconey, hook like James Toney I got infrared dots, the same size as pepperoni Chilling in the post, Riff Raff known from coast to coast I ain't talking bout that breakfast when I hit you with that toast I'm gonna fly continental, shoes presidential Acres Homes credentials, but my house is residential I done swung river oats, the palace up in Dallas Eating Coogi salad, grape stains on the baggage I done flipped cross the atlas, across the seven seas Me and Licia' Keys push keys down TC Jester, and I'm a wood wheel molester Drop top compressor with my kin, Uncle Fester I done swung with the best of, swung through the breeze I see you, nah you see me Yes I'm high and I been smoking On two pills so you know I'm rolling Out my mind like Kurt Cobain Bout to start slapping bitches like my name Rick James Bitches all on my dick cause I make a lot of money I fuck real good that's why they love my dougie Obese type of money, keep my pockets looking chubby Fat, cute little nigga, I ain't never been ugly Heart of a hustler, mind of a G Player hating niggas can't fuck with me Gucci on my body while they all jock me And the chain on my neck land me a hundred G's Dope boy money led me straight to the bank Let's play a game, big bank take little bank Get like you? Nah, get like me Tell ? you need to let me Bobby B, hey Canary, Mercedes, crawling like a baby Drank got me lazy, iced out feeling crazy I feel cool, I feel straight, paper license plate Like that boy Wayne Gretzky, Riff Raff bout' to skate Down your street, down the feeder, tangerine Beemer Clothes out the cleaner, I ain't thinking misdemeanor I'm thinking kind of groovy, might move packs I done popped trunk on your grandma's cul de sac Riff Raff don't play, I'm a pro grade Imma' sit sideways at a Chinese buffet She done drove down from Dallas, can't be mad at us I took her to my room, you know, the pool palace You see I know how to propaganda, your boys at Ruckers park with improper handles The paint is egg nog, the seats is butterscotch The flow irregular, freestyle un-orthodox

thinking about you

To be honest, I don't really know how to start this I never been big for showing emotions, but I'm broken hearted Wow, that's crazy, it's hard to accept the fact That after, everything we been through, its still too hard to forget the past But, that's life, that's how the story unfolds We doing our thang, two different ways, living life and growing old We always said we were meant to be, and other people begged to differ But none of that mattered to me, as long as you were still in the picture So I, decided to frame it, but recently I been getting famous I'm hitting the road, doing different shows, while you stuck at home, just waiting Well, that ain't fair to you, but it ain't fair to me, what you decided to do Going behind my back, but I ain't gonna go and put you blast, so I'mma leave it at that, cause I'm still too nice of a dude That's cool, do you, I'mma do me 20 months, of love and trust, ha, could of fooled me Jokes on me, we wasted time together But you spend a lot of time getting wasted, so I guess wasted time was pleasure Ha, it's whatever, might as well leave it at that You changed so much there ain't no way we'll ever be able to turn back But, it's hard to even think about being without you Oh! Remember you wanted your song, here, I wrote this when I was thinking about you I’ve been thinkin’ ’bout you (You know, know, know) I’ve been thinkin’ ’bout you Do you think about me still? Do ya, do ya? Or do you not think so far ahead? ‘Cause I been thinking ’bout forever (Oooh, oooh) Or do you not think so far ahead? ‘Cause I been thinking ’bout forever Cause I've been thinking about forever (Oooh, oooh) You and me happily back together, together Cause I've been thinking about forever You and me happily back together, together forever Cause I've been thinking about forever You and me happily back together always and forever, and ever Always and forever, and ever

sour state of mind light up freestyle

Life is what you make it They say time is money If that's the case I don't got neither for your broke ass Life is such a dark image that I can't dream I used to give these hard visions, in my near teens Yea I'm getting dirty money, but my hands clean Making money stretch, Ben Frank pull a ham string Another get rich quick hair brain scheme Just so we can shine like sterling Time goes on, consider me the new guy Walking in the office, brief case and a new tie Rocky is the flyest on the banner when I cruise by (How fly is he) The motherfucker too fly Shit change mane, act yo age not your shoe size Last of the dying breed, the game got her tubes tied Niggas selling true lies, I'm all about the mula Stressful, so every now and then I gotta woo sah Bout to turn it up, see I'm hot as fuckin' July Smooth suede shoes, I'm Busta Rhymes yelling "Woo Hah!!!"! Snacks on the menu, it's best we continue ASAP turn up events in the venue And these fucking critics do their best to offend you They don't care about your dress, and your veteran credentials Motherfuck em' all, motherfuck em' all We only shop boutiques, like motherfuck a mall And I'm bright as stars, fresh as death in these McQueens My outfit is deceased, Alexander rest in peace and I'm Gone

danger keep away

We too feel alone We too feel alone We too feel alone We too feel alone We too feel alone We too feel alone That place in my mind Is that space that you call mine? That place in my mind Is that space that you call mine? Where have I been all this time? Lost enslaved fatal decline I've been waiting for this to unfold The pieces are only as good as the whole Severed myself from my whole life Cut off the only thing that was right What If I never saw you again? I'd die right next to you in the end That place in my mind Is that space that you call mine? That place in my mind Is that space that you call mine? I won't let you walk away Without hearing what I have to say Without hearing what I have to say Without hearing what I have to say

blew

Now if you wouldn't mind I would like to blew And if you wouldn't mind I would like to lose And If you wouldn't care I would like to leave And If you wouldn't mind I would like to breathe Is there another reason for your stain? Could you believe who we knew stress or strain? Here is another word that rhymes with shame Now if you wouldn't mind I would like to blew And If you wouldn't mind I would like to lose And If you wouldn't care I would like to leave And If you wouldn't mind I would like to breathe Is there another reason for your stain? Could you believe who we knew stress or strain? Here is another word that rhymes with shame Is there another reason for your stain? Could you believe who we knew stress or strain? Here is another word that rhymes with shame You could do anything You could do anything You could do anything You could do anything You could do anything You could do anything You could do anything You could do anything

i flight of the navigator

"I had a dream I had a dream I was flying over all of us There were so many pretty people, so many pretty faces I talked to some birds, I fell in love again And none of this ever ended Everything just kept going, and going, and going And even when you laughed, you cried And even when you were sad, you were really happy Cause you were here, and I got to meet every star Every planet, everything that made me And we all kissed, and became the same We became the same, we became the same." Who would have thought this? We almost lost it When you lie inside darkness, it's hard to see And we sleep in tradition, keep 'em off in the distance To tell you that I haven't been We are all cold water Why try at all? Why bother? Just hold me close, my darling Just hold me close, my darling Just hold me close, my darling Just hold me close, my darling Who would have dreamed this? You couldn't mean this It would be some type of meanness to where you are 'Cause I don't know where to go And no one else seems to know We are all night's fallen Why try at all? Dark calling So we're left alone, no one left to call upon Be still now, broken bones, as I travel on Just hold me close, my darling Just hold me close, my darling Hold me close, my darling Just hold me close, my darling So we're left alone, no one left to call upon Be still my broken bones, as I travel on Just hold me close, my darling Just hold me close, my darling Just hold me close, my darling Just hold me close, my darling Cold wa- Cold wa-

find ya wealth

Crime, life, bitches, money Time.. For my Braveheart's.. my Braveheart's Uhh, uhh, uhh.. what, what, what? One time.. two times.. From "Breaking Atoms" to "Illmatic", to goin platinum Shit did change course since rippin it with Main Source Nine-one, nine-two, time flew Out of the blue, time for a new young king to rule Younger frame, older state of mind Find my name on a page in your Qu'ran, I learned that, in '89 When I was slingin cocaine and baby 9's Put it in rap and I gave y'all a way to rhyme God guides us, from public assistance to high rises Condos, houses where y'all can't find us Move on your cliques in silence, and wet it up My meal everyday was a slice and 7-Up Took advice from a street legend Identities have been changed, to protect the innocent Witnessin niggas mistakes, visits at niggas wakes Cause jealousy infiltrates and seals your fate Look way deep inside yourself Discover the diamond inside, find ya wealth Once you get it, you gotta live it the limit Niggas never wanna see you with it, FUCK THEM THO' Niggas can't come close enough to touch the dough The lifestyle I live is untouchable So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do Different ways to come out the hood - in cuffs or a casket Or crazy, or shootin three pointer baskets Or maybe - it's the rap shit, all type of tactics We use to get dough, some choose kickin in doors I asked a reverand, my mother and a best friend Less than ten years ago for me to get dough What y'all recommend is either dope weed or blow Cause high school was slow, and jewelry was hot Duckin truancy cops, trains I hopped, to make it downtown Cisco in my veins, pissed between trains Canal Street, just lookin at rings Outside through a glass, went in the store and asked How much it cost, Korean man brushin me off For some other big time customer, probably a hustler Who looked down at my small chain and chuckled up I said, "I'll be just like you soon, motherfucker what?" Look way deep inside yourself Discover the diamond inside, find ya wealth Once you get it, you gotta live it the limit Niggas never wanna see you with it, FUCK THEM THO' Niggas can't come close enough to touch the dough The lifestyle I live is untouchable So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do To them niggas who get life and throw a smile at the judge Wildest thugs, who blow trial, exiled from the hood Keepin bitches, comin through on visits You will survive, them weak freaks think you finished You first time in you known for poppin your toast By your third year in you forgotten by most Niggas wife cut them out of they life, niggas don't write Friends actin like they don't be gettin your kites It be ill, niggas coming home and no time, they get killed Not even home a month and they get peeled, backwards In they own backyard or in the park One to the head, two to the heart, you should be smart In the projects, who gon' die next? Hoodrats know who let the gats blow and who keep cashflow Like the niggas know the rats, with some good asshole Blunts be a good-ass roll while passin your 'dro Look way deep inside yourself Discover the diamond inside, find ya wealth Once you get it, you gotta live it the limit Niggas never wanna see you with it, FUCK THEM THO' Niggas can't come close enough to touch the dough The lifestyle I live is untouchable So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do Feel me? One time, huh, two times, uhh uhh uhh What what what? Uhh uhh uhh..

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These metamorphic supernatural forces dominate what I see A Gemini, duality personalities always conflicted me Oh! But don't be scared of me, girl I can explain I know it's foreign to you I know it's hard to believe God give me the favor Let me explain More than a compliment And I could use some assistance, let me show you how I can explain Oh shando! I spin around two times I'll be there with the answer Let me explain I'm bizarre, avant-garde Both sides of me are evenly odd It's attractive, you're intrigued Am I mortal man or make believe? Anything you want I can explain I can explain it Any misunderstandings, baby Let me explain I can explain it Why don't you sit and talk to me? I can explain Let me explain it, ah yeah Let me explain My mama told me that I was different the moment I was invented Estranged baby, no I'm not ashamed I recommend every inch of your lunatic ways Praise the lord, you teach the kids how to be themself and plenty more You know the male species can be redundant I mean we love a woman and think we can satisfy her Between sheets, covers and pillows I'm promising your lack of tolerance stuck on a zero I'm promising that I'm acknowledging you as my hero Cause you believe in me No you're not easily impressed But I possess qualities that you need to see Look at my flaws, look at my flaws Look at my imperfections in awe Look how you unique that my mystique is a round of applause And yours equally valued You stick out like an alien compared to those around you And that's alright because I like it You and me are the same Hopefully I'm invited, hopefully you don't change Because I know for sure who you are I can explain Your mama raised you, your daddy raised you Hand washing your clothes on Sunday Let me explain Walking your brother to school, three miles away To feed his body and soul I can explain Don't you explain that, don't you explain the reason why your mind, it travels Let me explain I wanna know what you think I wanna pick your brain when I see you But don't you ever Let me explain Oh shando! I spin around two times A blessing in disguise I can explain I know for sure who you are You're the goddess of the odd I am yours I can explain I am yours I am yours I am yours I am yours Ndiseza ndingene laduma vumile Ndiseza ndingene laduma vumile

shawshank

FnZ Oh, damn Cook it up, gourmet I go Super Saiyan, Gotenks Anything I ever do is top rank Got more bars than the Shawshank Cook it up, gourmet I go Super Saiyan, Gotenks Anything I ever do is top rank Got more bars than the Shawshank I don't wear Balmains, all I ever do is ball, man I am not a rapper, they all lame I am not dope, I'm hard, wait... I can power up and level up at any moment Spitting like a semi, only get me semicolon Couple 0's like I'm Stanley Yelnats Every flow is unmatched and I better get set, inhale Finish 'em, finish 'em Mess around with me and I diminish 'em all Even if I ever did the minimum all Even in Arizona, better killin' them all Rogue one but I got a team wit' me Bad man one got a ting wit' me I get mean, I get green Show the whole game what's never been seen Cook it up, gourmet I go Super Saiyan, Gotenks Anything I ever do is top rank Got more bars than the Shawshank Cook it up, gourmet I go Super Saiyan, Gotenks Anything I ever do is top rank Got more bars than the Shawshank Designer sneakers hurt my feet now Every beat is gettin' beat down Couldn't eat, watch I eat now Like how you couldn't pay the freestyle? Different cities every week now Every woman is a freak now What state, probably lookin' bleep now I was homeless, sleep designer sheets now 30 different missions, when I speak they listen Couldn't find a soul she fishin' Who the crew, it wasn't you, I know it's true Cause you look like the opposition Run it up, run it up, greatest ever, sums it up I ain't have a lot when I was comin' up Kinda made my stomach turn when I brought it up, wait... Cook it up, gourmet I go Super Saiyan, Gotenks Anything I ever do is top rank Got more bars than the Shawshank Cook it up, gourmet I go Super Saiyan, Gotenks Anything I ever do is top rank Got more bars than the Shawshank

luv to fuk

Ayo, ladies love Rugged, I'm a casanova And once I make love to you, baby, it's all over Your boyfriend beat you up, call me if you need some loving Or if he's corny in the bed and you just need a good fucking I'm living every man's dream, I'm in my mid 30's And I'm strictly fucking bitches that are barely 18 In bed women say ''oh, he's clever'' When I'm dead chicks will probably miss me more than the late Heath Ledger Yeah, they love me long time, it's like it's '89 And I'm Christopher Williams and Al B. Sure! combined And I'll never leave 'em, man-eater, dammit, I need her, she a diva Lend her the visa to feed her, please her, I'm eager to ease her Turn on your radio, chica chica, I know my voice turn you on Take off your panties, make love to the speaker, come on You know I love to fuck, tearing up that butt They always make me feel at home Never leaving me alone, never leaving me alone I swear they love the dick, drip, drip They don't forget my balls They often long to bring me home Never leaving me alone, never leaving me alone Ayo, figured the way to get paid is to grab the mic rehearse, you know Smooth as Jermaine, so baby, don't take it personal Say I'm arrogant and cocky, wha, who me? Kissing on your neck, woman, you can't refuse me I got a crush on that big bitch Missy Elliott After I fuck Missy maybe she can write me a hit Your man repeatedly cheating, I'm treating you decent, we meeting I'm leaving you screaming, fiending, reaching, you making your weekend Call me Mandingo Kenny Norton It's true I'm the ugliest dude getting pussy since Billy Bob Thornton You need drugs, I can get 'em a little coke for your nose In the clubs that's how you get models to take off clothes In high school I was the type always beating up teachers And getting head from the cheerleaders under the bleachers Smoother than Jeffrey Osborne, more buttery than popcorn Beautiful women all over the globe keeping my cock warm So don't be jealous that you're stuck home with a bunch of kids And a fat wife, yeah, you wished you lived my life You know I love to fuck, tearing up that butt They always make me feel at home Never leaving me alone, never leaving me alone I swear they love the dick, drip, drip They don't forget my balls They often long to bring me home Never leaving me alone, never leaving me alone Women can't handle my voice, it's so sexy and smooth All I gotta do is talk and bitches get in the mood You're the best at dicksucking, here's some mouthwash Clean your mouth before you go home and start kissing your husband You're insecure, you feel low? I'll give you some attention You need a confidence booster, a little love and affection Girl, you look good enough to eat, so sweet and petite I'll take your shoes and socks off and I'll suck on your feet And lick your ankles and your knees and your thighs and uh Slowly making my way, I'mma make you cum all day After the sex it make me nervous how these bitches be acting They on some rabbit in a pot shit like Fatal Attraction, I'm back Filthy’s my friend, sex is the term Difference with them, face full of sperm Once I was blind, but now I see These ladies want me more than I believed And I love how they love everything I’m about Poking that ass, bust through that mouth After we cuddle and kiss through the night Mwamwamwamwamwamwa You know I love to fuck, tearing up that butt They always make me feel at home Never leaving me alone, never leaving me alone I swear they love the dick, drip, drip They don't forget my balls They often long to bring me home Never leaving me alone, never leaving me alone

main things

You see? The goal is just to raise the babies right Wayne babies, that is You guys are maturing so much! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah It's crazy how you look like your dad Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Tunechi, I must say, job well done Yeah And I just told my main thing "Since you my main thing You can turn yo' phone off and let your name ring" 6 shit Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah I just told my main thing "Since you my main thing" DJ Drama Bitch I won the race All I ever wanted was to tell her she was all I ever wanted Wake up to her every morning, last night we can't recall it Every day she catchin' feelings, every night I throw a party She done died and went to heaven, I forgot to close the coffin I'm just lookin' for lil sexy to direct me from the horror They ain't promisin' tomorrow but she promisin' she loyal So I promise to be faithful Yeah, Lil Weezy; "F" for "Faithful, Funky, Freaky, Freshly Flavored Flawless, Fleek, Finesse, Finagle" I just tell my main ting "Since you my main ting You can turn your phone off and let your name ring We can take them clothes off and let that thang breathe Hold me as I doze off, you know I drank lean" I just poured a whole deuce inside a 16 Cried my whole heart out, she cried with me She like to put the top down and tell me "Let 'em see" She like to leave the doors up, they look like referees She like to throw it back until she got back pains She got her own little special contact name She take it in the ass, ain't worryin' 'bout the crack game Me, her, plus another bitch, she don't care if the math change Yeah, I just poured a whole deuce inside a 16 Got her reppin' suwoo, she reppin' big Bs And she ain't worryin' 'bout fuckin' on a private plane And she don't do the phone thing, she do the finer things It's all about deserving things and not designer things She all about her certain ring and not all kind of rings All about the sure things and not the shiny things Man, she so tired of swervin' niggas, need a tire chain All I ever wanted was to tell her she was all I ever wanted Wake up to her every morning, last night we can't recall it She lay down and close her eyes, fall asleep open hearted She done died and went to heaven, I forgot to close the coffin I'm just lookin' for lil' sexy to direct me from the sorrow They ain't promisin' tomorrow but she promise to be loyal So I promise to be faithful, but I'm prolly not gon' chase you Sit down on my dinner table, eat that pussy like it's catered I just tell my main ting "Since you my main ting You can turn your phone off and let your name ring You can scratch yo' goals off and you can thank me Hold me as I doze off, you know I drank lean" I just told my main thing "Since you my main thing Let them have the fame thing 'cause it's the same thing You can take them clothes off and let that thang breathe Hold me as I doze off, you know I drank lean" I just poured a whole deuce inside a 16 Yeah she reppin' two countries, yeah she mixed breed Got her smokin' rapper weed, tryna spit Vs She been goin' 30 minutes, she just switched knees Uh, pimpin' ain't easy but it's necessary Pimpin' ain't dead, check the cemetery If I tell you that I love you, I ain't lying girl So worry 'bout yourself and not the other bitch I'm tellin' All I ever wanted was to tell her she was all I ever wanted Wake up to her every morning, last night was all recorded Every day she catchin' feelings, every night I throw a party That's that "Fire and Desire", I forgot to throw her water I'm just lookin' for lil' sexy to direct me from the horror They ain't promisin' tomorrow but she promise that she loyal So I promise to be faithful Yeah, Lil Weezy; F for faithful, funky, freaky, freshly flavored Flawless, fleek, finesse, finagle and fatal

hell yeah

Right, ayy, haha Cuff yo' chick She asked me if I wanted right there and I said, "Hell yeah" Started kissing on my ear, and I said, "Hell yeah" Then I told her like you know what, we can do it in my Rover You can get from the side, like the pistol in my holster She says she want it rough, so I beat her up and I choked her Got that Dodge Ram dick, bitch I'll leave that pussy dented That pussy'll probably end up dead before I finish She be all at my mouth like the dentist Then she started playing with my balls like tennis No ties, no suit, no boot, but I give her the business I got her saying, "that's my dick" like she had it rented Off my shit, you my bitch, now sit right here and ride my dick She said, "Daddy do you want some?" I said, "Hell yeah" Do I want in the chair? I said, "Hell yeah" Do I want it in the kitchen? I said, "Hell yeah" Do I want it in the bed? I said, "Hell yeah" Lady, say, "Hell yeah," lady, say, "Hell yeah" Lady, say, "Hell yeah" (Woah, oh) hell yeah Uh, open up your leg, your thighs, let a nigga gon' peek inside Don't worry about where your car is, I'ma get this dick to ride I know it's Christmas Eve, I'll fuck you under that tree L-Legs in the air that's yo' gift from me Rick James Super Freak, grab your waist and now let me eat Pipe game I'm a beast, you can say that I'm MVP (Haha) MP3, same song go on repeat (Repeat) Suck your bottom lip, now climb on top of me I'm hard as a rottweiler, beat your butt like a piñata Said she love Young Money so I let her taste my dollars (Haha) We fell asleep ('sleep), wet dreams (Dreams) Her fantasies ('sies) woke me up and she said (Haha) She said, "Daddy do you want some?" I said, "Hell yeah" Do I want in the chair? I said, "Hell yeah" Do I want it in the kitchen? I said, "Hell yeah" Do I want it in the bed? I said, "Hell yeah" Lady, say, "Hell yeah," lady, say, "Hell yeah" Lady, say, "Hell yeah" (Woah, oh) hell yeah She said, "Do you want it in the kitchen?" I said, "Hell yeah" She said, "Right behind them dishes," I said, "Hell yeah" She said, "Do you want it on the floor?" I said, "Hell yeah" She said, "Right behind the door?" She said, "Daddy do you want some?" I said, "Hell yeah" Do I want in the chair? I said, "Hell yeah" Do I want it in the kitchen? I said, "Hell yeah" Do I want it in the bed? I said, "Hell yeah" Lady, say, "Hell yeah," lady, say, "Hell yeah" Lady, say, "Hell yeah" (Woah, oh) hell yeah Hell yeah, lady, say, "Hell yeah" Hell, hell, hell yeah Woah, oh, hell yeah

dance with the devil

I lost my tug of war today Took my foot off of the brakes (The definition of insanity is looping on repeat, and expecting things to change) But what comes up must hit the ground So I drink these anvils down (She always comes to me highly disguised, an angel whispering, so many pretty shapes) It's a dance with the devil A stumbling tango It's a dance with the devil Trying to borrow from tomorrow It's a dance (Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you) (Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you) It's a dance (Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you) (Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you) It's a dance Just want to connect But you won't let me do it So I get altered, (Twisted and conflicted, so I casually can shoot the shit) Wish less was going on Wish I could just throw the ball And ignore it all (Constantly distracted by the noise of my ping-pong) It's a dance with the devil A mercurial wrestle It's a dance with the devil Trying to borrow from tomorrow It's a dance (Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you) (Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you) It's a dance (Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you) (Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you) It's a... (Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you) (Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you) (Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you) (Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you) But what, what is it worth Waking up with a crown of clouds? What is it worth When my head spins out with doubt? Wish I could measure When the poison is pouring out Oh... It's a dance (Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you) Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you (It's a dance) (Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you) Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you (It's a dance) (Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you) Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you (It's a dance) (Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you) Oh, no, oh, no (It's a...)

ratha be ya nigga

'Pac Hey What's happening Not motherfucking double R, Richie baby What's happening baby, you know how we do it Yeah nigga, you know I'm up out this bitch It's time for me to uhhh regulate Fo' sho', hey Observe And you ain't going back? Nah nah nah, we got to show these motherfuckers whassup though This is for the honeys, the superstar I don't want to be her man, I want to be her nigga You feel me? Well let 'em know You fucking with niggas that's insecure Watered down, my shit is pure Write down my number but don't call me 'til you sure I ain't begging just trying to relocate between your legs Dripping wet, as we experiment in sweaty sex When you met me you wouldn't let me, and now You straight begging to sex me got you undressing to test me and uhh.. Shut me down if you want, and miss the chance to do it live When I stroll by, I see that look in yo' eye You want a nigga, but think that you can't have a nigga Don't cheat yourself, instead treat yourself If you scared, go to church, I know it hurts To find out me and your man be sharing skirts I'm hoping you don't take this the wrong way But your body is banging, got me attracted in a strong way After a long day of trying to make my songs pay Making love all day against the wall in the hallway Your fantasies come alive, your heart rate Shall increase when we meet up in this dark place You might think you're happy with him But that's a lie, so give this thug a try I'd rather be ya nigga I'd rather be ya N-I-G-G-A So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day It don't matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life These busters ain't loving you right I'd rather be ya N-I-G-G-A So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day It don't matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life ('Cause) These busters ain't loving you right Look, now you was sprung from the introduction My conversation's full of game yet laced with seductions I see you blushing like you want something, come get a taste Of Amerikaz Most Wanted and let's get into some touching, erotic fuckin' My up and down with no interruptions Have no intentions of busting until you learn your lesson Now many questions are often asked, a drop top, 500 Benz And plenty cash, to help a nigga get the ass You can ride out with sport coat, to get your lobster and crab Cause all I got is conversation and a gang of stab And I'ma listen when it hurts, I'ma hang out but never stay Smoke blunts but leave them stunts up to Super Dave I'll be your nigga, as long as we can understand That I's the nigga and sport coat can be the man He wine and dine, but me and you we whine and grind And when I'm on the field keep you on the sidelines I'd rather be ya N-I-G-G-A So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day It don't matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life Them busters ain't loving you right I'd rather be ya N-I-G-G-A So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day It don't matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life Them busters ain't loving you right Now it's time for the moment of truth, I got you naked Totally sweating, let's see how hot I can make it Tongue kissing 'til yo' head swang I'm so into you, witness a nigga make the bed bang If it's all mine, then let me know Now scream my name out; do you want it fast or shall I hit it slow? Not to mention, the multiple positions I inflict A boss player, freaky motherfucker, can I dig? It's on and popping, now you see what I was seeing Why your eyes rolling? Loosen up, girl, I ain't going Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there While he's stressed out and knock I stretch out the cock Hold the boots, and let a nigga execute And though you got it right, I'm going home tonight You say you don't need a man, but I don't care You're in the presence of a player, I'd rather be ya nigga I'd rather be ya N-I-G-G-A So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day It don't matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life These busters ain't loving you right So I'd rather be ya N-I-G-G-A So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day It don't matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life These busters ain't loving you right I'd rather be ya N-I-G-G-A So we can get drunk and smoke weed all day It don't matter if you lonely baby, you need a thug in your life These busters ain't loving you right I'd rather be ya N-I-G-G-A (I'd rather be yo' nigga)

on the run

Yeah, I'm on the run Here I come, I'm with your mom (Fuck all that, let's go) We got London On Da Track If the opp come, I get to squeezin' on the mop I'm on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops I don't need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer in rocks I got the drum, bitch, 'bout to connect some of these dots, ayy I just might hop inside a cab today (Skrrt) Lamborghini Urus, paper tag today (Ayy) When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent (Bent) Burberry guts what the captain say (Slatt) Chanel, she can get a little tab today (Chanel) Fuck around and drop a few bags today I just might do the whole dash today (Woo!) Might do Balenciaga rags today (Oh, damn, woo!) Niggas might kill for biscuits Trappin' out the intercontinental (Hey!) Bitch can't wait 'til my check clear Bitch gon' act like she triller (Act like she triller) Baby tryna trip me outta check (Woah) Nigga tryna pour my red All a nigga know is take meds Nigga, stop drinkin' my red (Woo!) Some of these niggas don't tell the truth I just sit back and smoke out a pound of weed (Smoke out) I got rollies galore, ain't no clowning me I got woadies with me speaking Chinese (Got woadies right now, now) I get fed up and throw a catastrophe (Fed up) In the drop, me, my dog had 'em ten key (Woo!) Secret service, so everything is touchscreen I had walked in the loft, didn't insert a key (Blast-off) Okay, pattycake, baguettes, the karats, no carrot cake (Baguettes! Yeah, bitch) For God's sake, stack up your racks, put it all away (Ooh, let's go) Polish your ass, polish your stomach And polish your face (Polish your face) Stack up the cash, go buy Richard Mille, that's all I can say (Woo!) Whole lotta gang shit, whole lotta this and that Whole lotta ain't this (Whole lotta, whole lotta) Whole lotta cash over here, no whole lotta playing (Oh, oh) I spent your stash box on a little Mercedes I popped at the last opp, and I end up escapin' If the opp come, I get to squeezin' on the mop I'm on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops I don't need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer in rocks I got the drum, bitch, 'bout to connect some of these dots, ayy I just might hop inside a cab today (Skrrt) Lamborghini Urus, paper tag today (Ayy) When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent (Bent) Burberry guts what the captain say (Woah, woah, woah) Chanel, she can get a little tab today (Chanel) Fuck around and drop a few bags today I just might do the whole dash today (Woo!) My new Balenciaga rags today (Oh, damn, woo!) Niggas might kill for biscuits Trappin' out the intercontinental Bitch can't wait 'til my check clear Bitch gon' act like she triller Baby tryna trip me outta check (Woah) Nigga tryna pour my red (Woah) All a nigga know is take meds (Woah) Nigga, stop drinkin' my red Woo, woo, woo, woo woo, Offset! Fresh off the runway on the run from the cops (Run) Had to put the money in the stash, let it rot (Stash) Had to get a front to get it poppin' at the opps (Bow, bow, bow) Fuckin' bitches with my bitch on lock (Lock, lock, lock) Drippin' in the Gucci, Gucci, slop, slop (Gucci, Gucci) Put me in the water, swim with the sharks (Swim with the sharks) Caught a cookie man smokin' on smart (Cookie) Aston Martin with the seat Pop-Tart (Woo) Get up in the field, yeen got enough heart (Who?) Hunnid thousand have a nigga dad on milk cartons (Brrrt) Hunnid rounds hangin' out the Vince Carter carbon (Brrrt) Birkin on my bitch, wrist, that's a light 40 (That's a Birkin) Um, runnin' to the money like Gump (Run) Rolls Royce truck, tailgating out the trunk (Hey) I don't want that bitch, 'cause that bitch a runt (Nah) Nine zips, I done po'd up for lunch (Mud) Get up in the pot, then I punch (Get up in there) Get up in the mouth, make her grunt (Get up in there) Fuckin' in the fourth down, nigga don't punt (Who?) If we got smoke, lookin' for you is a hunt (Smoke) Straight up out the bando, the ghetto (Ghetto) Rest in peace, Pistol, got a halo (Halo) Stayin' at the scene, gotta lay low (Lay low) Bag's Celine, full of pesos (Celine) Tony Montana with the yayo (Tony) I don't got manners with the K, ho (Brrrt) You are dust when I hit you with the K, roll (Dust) Set snappin' on that bih like Fabo (Hey) Stackin' up the bands, Lego (Lego) We at ya head, tomato (Tomato) Thirty eight slug, potato (Thirty inch, baow) Nigga, don't fold for the say-so (Woo) Yeah, the top of it's brown (The top of it's brown) Yeah, the middle of it's red (Middle of it's red) Yeah, she nut by the round They call it squirtin' instead (Let's go) Yeah, I like her for real (Like her for real) We skippin' town from the feds (Let's go) This codeine on chill (Act!) She wet like a shower head (Woo-hoo!) Yeah, I came with the drill (I came with the drill) I came with the powers and nails (Powers and nails, woah-yeah) I came with the deals (Woah) I came in with hoes like a sled (Woah-yeah) Yeah, a rich nigga tilt (Woah) I keep a Rolls Royce in the shed (Keep Rolls Royce in this) Yeah, I'm fuckin' your neck (Fuckin' your neck) 'Fore we done got to the bed ('Fore we done got to the bed) If the opp come, I get to squeezin' on the mop I'm on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops I don't need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer in rocks I got the drum, bitch, 'bout to connect some of these dots, ayy I just might hop inside a cab today Lamborghini Urus, paper tag today (Ayy) When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent (Bent) Burberry guts what the captain say (Slatt) Chanel, she can get a little tab today (Chanel) Fuck around and drop a few bags today I just might do the whole dash today (Woo!) My new Balenciaga rags today (Oh, damn, woo!) I'm in London, got my beat from London

single again

Yeah, what happens when it's too good to throw away? You either let it go bad or go away (I need to pray) Take my time (Part two), take my time, I'ma take my time Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Look) Na-na-na-na-na-na-na (Uh) I'm single again (Single again) Told her we'll be better off friends (Uh) Baby, I should just focus on me (On me) And slow down, don't rush romance I'm single again (Single again) Told 'em that we better off friends (Off friends) Blaming you is just so easy (Woah) But maybe the problem's me I'm single again (Single again) Guess that's just the way it's gon' be (Gon' be) Maybe I should spend this time on me (On me) Maybe I should spend this cash on me (On me) Instead of blaming all my old girls when I leave (What?) Instead of calling up these fake hoes that I don't need (What?) Old relationships turn to new déjà vus Got me feeling like, "I don't fuck with you" Oh nah, nah, that's the old me You fucking with the new me (Yeah) Honestly, all the disrespect had damn near ruined me (Damn near) All the trust gone, seems like all you say is, "Prove it to me" (Straight) And you know I suck at lying, don't, don't do it to me (Don't) Maybe 'cause my mom had never worked it out with my dad (Damn) Maybe 'cause he had insecurities and she had 'em back (Uh-huh) Maybe 'cause single parent love was all I ever had Who knows? (Who knows?) I'm single again (Single again) Told her we'll be better off friends (Off friends) Maybe I should just focus on me (On me) And slow down, don't rush romance I'm single again (Single again) Told 'em that we better off friends (Off friends) Blaming you is just so easy (Uh-huh) But maybe the problem's me (Straight up) I'm single again (Single again) Guess that's just the way it's gon' be (Yeah, yeah) Maybe I should spend this time on me (On me) Maybe I should spend this cash on me Take my time, take my time, I'ma take my time Take my time, I'ma take my time, yeah Even if I'm late, I'ma take my time What have you done for yourself? What have you done for your mental health? (Yeah, yeah) I even tried the drugs and they didn't help Short term fix, that breaks everything else (Oh, oh) And my bros keep throwing me these random girls in stallions I need the best advice, went across the street to Khaled (Oh) He said the major key is to be strong on your own Lose your other half, you're never off balance (Oh) Lookin' for the love in somebody else That I probably should've gave to myself Cycles I need to break in myself If I'm alone, I'm second to no one else, so (Yeah) I'm single again (Oh) Told her we'll be better off friends (Better off friends) Maybe I should just focus on me (On me) And slow down, don't rush romance I'm single again Told 'em that we better off friends (Oh, yeah) Blaming you is just so easy (Oh) But maybe the problem's me (Ooh) I'm single again Guess that's just the way it's gon' be (Way) Maybe I should spend this time on me (Way) Maybe I should spend this cash on me (Ooh) Take my time, take my time, I'ma take my time, yeah Take my time, I'ma take my time, yeah Even if I'm late, I'ma take my time Yeah Stay on this grind (Oh, oh, ayy) (Dolla $ign) (Oh)

life of a don

"Life of a don, life of a don—don" "Top five MC's, you gotta rewind" "Life of a don, life of a don—don" "It's what you all—It's what you all been waiting for, ain't it?" "Life of a don, life of a don—don" "Top five MC's, you gotta rewind" "Life of a don, life of a don—don" "It's what you all—It's what you all been waiting for, ain't it?" (Uh) Chilling with my team counting this fucking money I stay with presidents like special agents, honey You get it from the bank, I get it from the mint Only new bills, call me The Fresh Prince We gon' take over the whole world Real all the time, RattPack so thorough Used to rock sterling, now my shorty wearin' pearls Fuck with grown women, no time for these little girls I used to think about the things in which I never had But now whenever I reflect it only makes me glad I went from H.O.C. to chauffeurs in the H.O.V By hustlin' tapes like they was ki's So much paparazzi, catch an epileptic seiz' I used to struggle with this shit, now I kill it with ease Started nationwide, but now I'm tourin overseas Life of a don, money blowing in the breeze "Life of a don, life of a don—don" "Top five MC's, you gotta rewind" "Life of a don, life of a don—don" "It's what you all—It's what you all been waiting for, ain't it?" "Life of a don, life of a don—don" "Top five MC's, you gotta rewind" "Life of a don, life of a don—don" "It's what you all—It's what you all been waiting for, ain't it?" "I find (Logic) the dopest, flyest, O.G.-pimp-hustler-gangster-player-hardcore-motherfucker living today. To be honest, I am totally and completely on his dick" They say time is money and I spend most of that with rhymin' I eat filet mignon, reminisce when this was ramen Yeah, yo chain shinin', but my aura is blindin' I'm sick of U.S currency, I want millions in diamonds Y'all roll blunts, we roll cubans Sound of my city so soothin' Check my method, man, bring the suits in, haters we leave 'em oozin' Headed to the top, penthouse where we movin', ha Bless the mic with my presence and then I teach ya Listen carefully as I beseech ya If I never meet ya, I hope my lyrics reach ya Some like they ki's white, homie, I prefer Alicia (Sinatra) "Life of a don, life of a don—don" "Top five MC's, you gotta rewind" "Life of a don, life of a don—don" "It's what you all—It's what you all been waiting for, ain't it?" "Life of a don, life of a don—don" "Top five MC's, you gotta rewind" "Life of a don, life of a don—don" "It's what you all—It's what you all been waiting for, ain't it?"

still ballin og

Straight motherfuckin' ballin' Part two, still ballin' Kurupt up in this motherfucker Westside! Now ever since a nigga was a seed Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame In a 6-1 Chevy, still heavy in this game—can you feel me? Blame it on my momma I'm a thug nigga Up before the sun rise, quicker than the drug dealers Tell me if it's on, nigga then we first to bomb Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, WESTSIDE Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga Finger on the trigger, Lord forgive me if I smoke niggas I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at - right? Passed by while these niggas wonder why I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try Did I cry? Hell nah, nigga tears shed For all my homies in the pen, many peers dead, nigga Still ballin, 'til the day I die You can bring your crew but we remain true, motherfucker Still ballin', niggas wonder why You can bring your crew but we remain true, motherfucker Still ballin' This for all y'all motherfuckers They done did it, let the dogg out the cage I'm pumped dump with the gauge I done did it all, everywhere I go, I ball Precise, keep my game tight, or for sure I fall I'm the invincible, and since the top principal's loot Like the Heat to them all, who got the heart to shoot? I get stitches, play the game of BB Britches When I was young, dreamin' 'bout money, fame, and bitches I like fat asses, fat money bags of cash in masses Slowly as time passes, I found nothing but money rules time and space And in this realm of thoughts Where all the fucking murders take place And I'm in it to win it; I'm out to get paid Got all these bitches on my dick from all the money I made It's a trade I've acquired, growing up inspired Naturally, I don't give a fuck, a murderer for hire Still ballin'! Still ballin, 'til the day I die You can bring your crew but we remain true, motherfucker Still ballin', niggas wonder why You can bring your crew but we remain true, motherfucker Still ballin' Now everybody wanna see us dead Two murdered on the front page, shot to death, bullets to the head Niggas holla out my name and it's similar to Raid Motherfuckers know I'm comin', so they runnin' to their graves, watch Swoop down with my nigga from the Pound 'Cause Kurupt don't give a fuck, where you coward niggas now, blast Keep pumpin', ain't worried 'bout nuttin' Busters thought we was frontin', so reload and keep dumpin' I feel heat, everywhere niggas see me up in the streets I don't tweak, keep a straight .38 under the seat Mash, mission mode, my thoughts are cold Plots and plans for scams, money bags of gold Roll and collide, homicide vibes inside Thug Life and Dogg Pound on this midnight ride Ever since we hit the Row We got stationed, with no hesitation Make moves, nigga, Mr. Too Smooth, the elaborate You're slow like motion, focus on the money that's made And sip on this poisonous potion Glamour get you got, too much heat, too hot Get shanked, get shot indulging in this poisonous plot Fame and fortune, fortune from game Weed and zags, illicit amounts of cash Jags, its all the same, ain't shit ever gon' change As long as there's money to exchange, NIGGA!

alright

Now if any of you sons of bitches got anything else to say, now's the fucking time! You know at, at times I wanna be real, real positive When I feel real negative, you know I just wanna be on the grind I am on the grind, what the fuck you doing Is it difficult to ship a boat Is a ship a boat Bringing in shipments Odd Future equipment Check my statistics Wipe off your lipstick Lips around this dick Money make all the hoes swallow And money move the crowd and make the crowd follow Money translates from English to Tagalog Strutting life's runway you coked up model Niggas like flossing until they floss you Busy eating got you feeding burrito with salsa The problem that I have with me is me Where I go I'm being watched like channel Disney Boomerang motive of a frisbee Once he's going he's not coming back is he, nah I get to the point, absolutely pissed Cut you off like a hand, absolutely missed Can't shake it, the pain can't fake it Life and love is like food, you eat it how you make it Sound like I'm saying the same shit you don't understand Love in my right feet and you the other hand My cap snaps back like black rubberbands The fact that I'm black and I rap brother man Put me above the ladder, steppin' on bladders Fuck family matters I'm a bad black caffer Plus I'm a bastard, where's my male figure I might as well look up to the white male pale nigga Grape to the wine-side Eyes to my blindside No emotions, my feelings are dime-wide I'm on some new shit, some true shit While others play Brittany Murphy in Clueless

love me in whatever way

Where the rose water passes and dry river flows Where the rose water passes and dry river flows Where you lead me I will go Where the rose water passes and dry river flows And if that's the way this year It’s the thorns I want and the bloom I always fear Tell me where I have to go And then love me there Tell me when I have to go And then love me there I won't be so loud if this is what you need I won't be so loud if you won't take my lead I know some men hurt more than me But giving up is hard to do But giving up is hard to do This is a lonely off-white room I keep my gaze on you, while other people move Where you lead me I will go It's the thorns I want And the bloom I always fear Tell me when I have to go And then love me there Tell me when I have to go And then love me there Love me in whatever way Love me in whatever way Love me in whatever way Love me in whatever way Love me in whatever way Love me in whatever way Love Oh, ah This is a lonely off-white room I keep my gaze on you, while other people move Where you lead me I will go Where the rose water passes and dry river flows Love me in whatever way (I can't give up, not now, not then) Love me in whatever way (I can't give up, not now, not then) Love me in whatever way (Not then, I can't go) Love me in whatever way (Not now, not then) Love me in whatever way (I can't give up, not now, not then) Love me in whatever way I can't give up, not now, not then, not then Not then

loud

Yeah I play my music LOUD! I betcha you feel me coming down the block The thunder in the trunk gon' knock You know I play my music LOUD! And yup I got the neighbors losing sleep From the way I crank it up and let it beat Yeah Turn it up like (Boom boom boom boom) Let it beat like (Bang bang bang bang) Turn it up like (Boom boom boom boom) Let it beat like (Bang bang bang bang) Turn it up like (Boom boom boom boom) Let it beat like (Bang bang bang bang) Turn it up like (Boom boom boom boom) Let it bang Let it bang Pulled up in a bucket, blowing on a blunt Beat hittin like brrrump bump bump Crack I crease sound like a big bitch In the back trying get up out a little nigga trunk Turn heads for I even hit the block Lil kids running up when they hear the beat knock Crank it to the max whenever I pass cops Heart skip a beat whenever the bass drop My shit is quakin got my rearview vibrating Pulled up next to my gran mammy at the red light got her wig shaking Hennessey & purple is what I'm tasting Finna do some baby making Gotta chop that freak sitting next to me Bitch look like Sanaa Lathan Hey sunday morning 'round eleven roll by interupting in the reverend I'll probably lose my hearing by the time I'm twenty-seven It's a shame But I need that bang To vibrate my frame ABS my game Have to do a little switch up can a a player get strange I tell my biatrice to quit yappin later on we gon' get nasty You can do whatever you like to me, we can do classy or get trashy Matter fact we ain't even gotta go to the crib girl we can do it in the back seat For now sit back relax and let this beat massage your ass cheeks It's WHO Prada Jesus that nigga that came with the heat that you needed Along waited on, hella hated on Hungry little nigga 'bout ta eat 'til the plate is gone Gotta flamer on, 'bout to step into the danger zone Mind as well go ahead and call the cops 'Cause 'em loud ass next door neighbors is home Yeah And we coming to tear the block up Beat it loud banging like blocka, them bitches jock us That why these niggas mock us but they not us, and it not just Music with me and my partners, we done put time in this bitch so how can you stop us Prada (WHAT) Get 'em Can I get up in the rhythm of the money For the woman and the niggas in the city that said I'll never make it but I'm here now Got it made now Gettin' hoes now Gettin laid now 'Cause when I getta laying down Gettin paid now You motherfuckers shouldn't have nothing to say now Gotta middle finger for yall scratch that I ain't even thinkin' of ya'll Pass that So pass the gat to the back Where I'm sitting now with the kitty cat I'ma laugh when I'm gettin' now Roll down the window and let the beat slap Alan Wayne and Strange you can't beat that That's what it's all about boy Don't be hatin' on a nigga 'cause a nigga gotta a little bit of clout boy Shit talk shit down anyways So turn my music up and Shut your motherfuckin' mouth BOY They don't want me to live in the end of my block 'Cause when I get to the killer I don't stop Partyin' with the ladies I pull in Mercedes you know we gonna BANG BIG SOUND We kickin' it loud at 3 o'clock on the spot Pouring liquor around we doin' shots 'til we drop Every once in a while we get a knock from the cops saying TURN SHIT DOWN Yup My neighbors probably wishin' I resided in hella prison 'Cause they always tell me and Mak to turn down our Television And we got it hooked to our stereo, you would think the scenario running lights I got the mic when the bass kick hit very low I can't help 'cause I like it loud I hype the crowd I party and I despite the cloud It might be foul the neighbors wanna fight me now In the night we growl the woman excite me wow So with the volume button 'cause I be bustin' the thang And I don't wanna nobody hearin' us when we bang So I turn up the music and then lust 'til we came Now I know the neighbors know my name Can't help 'cause that's my style More beat then the law allow About to get me a crib in the country Nobody to hunt me tellin' me TURN IT DOWN! I'm gonna live it really black and proud Up in the yard naked and well endowed Until the cops run up to me and then I crack a smile

2 on thotful

Let's get it, I can't wait to trick, man Hahahahah, it's gonna be so sweet Summer mine Yeah, the summer's mine Yeah, the summer's mine Mustard on the beat, ho She still like, "Can you hit it with your OVO goose on?" I'm like, "What are you on?" Told me that she two on Ha, that's cute, we a few on I could show you what to do in this bitch Take the Addy with the water, pop two and then sip Me, you and your bitch And we talkin' bout life, love too and this dick First I had her in the six Then we had her in the six You know I got another bar for ya I'ma chill baby, we don't want the devil in this bitch, nah Got a bad one, call it Kelly Rowland Ooh, she get the jelly rollin' Akinyele in the telly Cause she open, I could tell that she from Oakland Pasadena, what up? Yeah, I love to get on, I love to get two on I love to get on, I love to get two on I love to get on, I love to get two on I love to get on, I love to get two A nigga got a woosah Comin' at me never work, no matter who try I got 'em all a check without the woo-hah Flip modes on ya quick, got a few sides Woop, comin' from the 6 side Where niggas goin' shower posse just to get by Uh, stay true, never switch sides Yeah, the game turn me into this guy Yeah, and now every time Drake out Cameras always flashing, tryna put me on the Takeout Crib in Calabasas, man, I call that shit the safe house Thirty minutes from L.A., the shit is way out Woop, but these days that's where I'm stayin' You can hear it in my voice, I'm goin' way in Yeah, OB, that my brother like a Wayans Just know I only show up if you payin', nigga Yeah, I always been on I always been two on For like the past five years All these niggas wanna shine, I got the flashlight here, man 'Bout to hit the gas right here, man Old soul livin' in the past life here, man You, bring the cash right here, man Miracle, sit your ass right here, man Man, you know I hate to wait That's why I get it first and you get it late Yeah, OVO Sound, man that's everyday It's Young Money Records, get the record straight I love to get on, I love to get two on I love to get on, I love to get two She loves to get on, she loves to get two on She loves to get on, she loves to get two You're so thotful, you're so thotful You're so bad, girl, you're so awful I fuck you right in my office You go tell your friends you're honest That's why all your friends are on You know you made me a promise We're not in this for commitment Your man's gone and you don't miss him Book you flights and confirmation Southwest Airlines you'll still take it Hell of a week for you chasin' that paper Even though you're exhausted, you're still gonna make it, girl You're so thotful, you're so thotful You're so thotful, you're so thotful You're so thotful, you're so, you're so You love to get two And you know, and you know, and you know And you know that I put you on And you know, that's something you know And you know, you love to get two on

booty remix

Beatmaster Y-Yung Lan on the track Chicken in the spot, jerk (Jerk) What's it in the pot? Work (Woo) Push button start, hit one button (Uh-huh) Turn the whole top to a 'vert (Damn) Let the AK squirt (Boom) Lamborghini truck, purp (Oh) Nigga play with me, murked (Yeah) Then where you goin'? Church (Let's go) Street certified and your nigga know that (Know that) Tell them bitches go and free Kodak (Yeah) While they at it tell, them go and free Meechie (Free him) Had to cut them niggas off, they was leechin' (Fuck 'em) T-Two Rolls Royces, I'm geechin' (Geechin') FYI, your bitch free (Yeah) I'm hard on a bitch, it ain't easy (Yeah) Sold soft for the rent, it wasn't easy (Hard) Tell judge gon' free Meek Mill (Meek Mill) 21 summers, I ain't sleep still (Nah) Forehead ache like a Advil (White) 1998 got cash still (Damn) Flip that work with a gas grill (Ayy) Fuck around, had to pay gas bill (Yeah) White 2 door cost your boy half mill' (Vroom) What you think ya bitch do on a half pill? (Toot toot) Twerk Girl, I wanna see you twerk I'll throw a lil' money if you twerk I don't really think you can twerk (Toot toot) Twerk If you broke, go to work Make that big booty twerk Make that big booty twerk (Toot toot) Can I touch that booty? That booty, that big ol' booty? Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty? Mike Tyson on the booty Copyright that booty (Toot toot) Smash, spank that, ass, gas (Ooh), smoke that Little bitty bitch, throat that, yeah (Ooh, ooh) Pop it, drop it, you know I got the money, bitch, stop it (Haha) You a carbon, copy, call me, papi (Huh) Can't pay the bills, she stupid, if she let me hit, I'll do it Big booty, black and beautiful, suwoop, chain got rubies Batman, Bruce Wayne got groupies Catwoman, that pussy got boobies Jump all in it, shoot, fuck it up, back it up, toot toot (Twerk) Big ol' booty, bih, come over, got her titties in the Gucci She fit the booty in them fashionovas (Twerk) Yeah, you ain't no groupie, huh, I'm Lyon like Lucious Huh, that ass on stupid, and I'm tryna smash, man included (Twerk) I wanna put you on a better team Her booty shakin' on my dick is something that I've never seen I fuck her at the head of the bed instead lettin' her get ahead of me I'ma leave the dick in, bitch, you never gettin' rid of me Got my money on that ass, okay, what you sellin' me? (Twerk) I said I gotta spend a bag, okay what you tellin' me? I ain't playin' with yo' ass, I already got too many felonies If I pull this dick out, you gon' really get the rest of me (Toot toot) Twerk Girl, I wanna see you twerk I'll throw a lil' money if you twerk I don't really think you can twerk (Toot toot) Twerk If you broke, go to work Make that big booty twerk Make that big booty twerk (Toot toot) Can I touch that booty? That booty, that big ol' booty? Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty? Mike Tyson on the booty Copyright that booty (Toot toot) Yeah, smack it up, flip it, rub it down, BBD Yeah, know you heard the news 'bout that BBC Yeah, greatest in that box, RIP Ali Mmm, she say she love my kids, taste my legacy Ooh, she go stupid, I'm no Cupid, I don't cuff her, I can't lose it What she say I'm sleepin' on her, I just say she just caught me snoozin' Got a Uzi, she so woozy, that big booty such a doozy I'm too G, word to Gucci, light a J, that's word to Juicy, uh (Twerk) Spread it open like a flower when the sun hit, yeah, uh Girl, you like a Starburst, sunkissed, yeah (Twerk) I got you bustin' like a hunnid drum clip, yeah, uh I throw a lil' money, you make me cum quick (Toot toot) Twerk Girl, I wanna see you twerk (Lil' bih) I'll throw a lil' money if you twerk I don't really think you can twerk (Toot toot) Twerk If you broke, go to work Make that big booty twerk Make that big booty twerk (Toot toot) Can I touch that booty? That booty, that big old booty? Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty? Mike Tyson on the booty Copyright that booty (Toot toot) Bounce that booty on the floor (Shake) Shake it 'til you get a lil' sore (Shake) Show 'em your mama made a ho (Shake, toot toot) Gon' 'head, get a little low (Shake) Shake that booty in the car (Shake) Shake that booty in the store (Shake) (Toot toot, shake) Pop it, stop it, drop it, pop it If I hit Alexis Skyy, I'ma motherfuckin' rock it (Toot toot, shake) I ain't got no fuckin' heart I can't be loyal to you whore You weren't here from the start (Toot toot) Twerk Girl, I wanna see you twerk I'll throw a lil' money if you twerk I don't really think you can twerk (Toot toot) Twerk If you broke, go to work Make that big booty twerk Make that big booty twerk (Toot toot) Can I touch that booty? That booty, that big ol' booty? Shake that booty, can I lay on the booty? Mike Tyson on the booty Copyright that booty (Toot toot)

teeth

Don’t be scared, I’ve done this before Show me your teeth Show me your teeth Show me your teeth Don’t want no money (want your money) That shit’s ugly Just want your sex (want your sex) Take a bite of my bad girl meat (bad girl meat; take a bite of me) Show me your teeth (let me see your mean) Got no direction (no direction; I need direction) Just got my vamp (got my vamp; uh uh) Take a bite of my bad girl meat (bad girl meat; take a bite of me boy) Show me your teeth (the truth is sexy) Tell me something that’ll save me I need a man who makes me alright (man who makes me alright) Just tell me when it’s alright Tell me something that’ll change me I’m going to love you with my hands tied Show me your teeth (just tell me when) Show me your teeth (open your mouth, boy) Show me your teeth (show me what you got) Show me your teeth, your teeth, teeth, teeth Got no salvation (no salvation; got no salvation) Got no religion (no religion; my religion is you) Take a bite of my bad girl meat (bad girl meat; take a bite of me, boy) Show me your teeth (I’m a tough bitch) Got my addictions (my addictions) And I love to fix ‘em (and I love to fix ‘em; no one’s perfect) Take a bite of my bad girl meat (bad girl meat; I am not a bad woman) Oh-ah, show me your teeth (just need a little guidance) Tell me something that’ll save me I need a man who makes me alright (man who makes me alright) Just tell me when it’s alright Tell me something that’ll change me I’m going to love you with my hands tied Show me your teeth (just tell me when) Show me your teeth (open your mouth, boy) Show me your teeth (show me what you got) Show me your teeth, your teeth, teeth, teeth Show me your teeth, ah-oh (My religion is you) oh Oh-ah (my religion is you) Help, need a man, now show me your fangs Help, need a man, now show me your fangs (My religion is you) Help, need a man, now show me your fangs Help, need a man, now show me your fangs Help, need a man, now show me your fangs (my religion is you) Help, need a man, now show me your fangs Help, need a man, now show me your fangs Help, need a man, now show me your fangs Tell me something that’ll save me I need a man who makes me alright (man who makes me alright) Just tell me when it’s alright Tell me something that’ll change me I’m going to love you with my hands tied Show me your teeth (just tell me when) Show me your teeth (open your mouth, boy) Show me your teeth (show me what you got) Show me your teeth, your teeth, teeth, teeth Show me your teeth (it’s not how big,) oh (it’s how mean) Oh-oh-oh-oh (It’s not how big,) oh (it’s how mean) Show me your teeth, show me your teeth Show me your teeth, show me your teeth (Open your mouth, boy) Show me your teeth, show me your teeth (My religion is you) Show me your teeth, teeth, teeth Show me your teeth, show me your teeth (just need a little guidance) Show me your teeth, show me your teeth (show me your teeth, c'mon) Show me your teeth, show me your teeth Show me your teeth, teeth, teeth, teeth

the heart wants what it wants

What the heart wants What the heart wants What the heart wants (Wants, wants, wants) You got me sipping on something I can't compare to nothing I've ever known I'm hoping that after this fever I'll survive I know I'm acting a bit crazy Strung out, a little bit hazy Hand over heart, I'm praying That I'm gonna make it out alive The bed's getting cold and you're not here The future that we hold is so unclear But I'm not alive until you call And I'll bet the odds against it all Save your advice, 'cause I won't hear You might be right, but I don't care There's a million reasons why I should give you up But the heart wants what it wants The heart wants what it wants You got me scattered in pieces Shining like stars and screaming Lighting me up like Venus But then you disappear and make me wait And every second's like torture Heroin drip, no more so Finding a way to let go Baby, baby, no, I can't escape The bed's getting cold and you're not here The future that we hold is so unclear But I'm not alive until you call And I'll bet the odds against it all Save your advice, 'cause I won't hear You might be right, but I don't care There's a million reasons why I should give you up But the heart wants what it wants The heart wants what it wants The heart wants what it wants The heart wants what it wants This is a modern fairytale No happy endings, no wind in our sails But I can't imagine a life without Breathless moments Breaking me down, down, down, down The bed's getting cold and you're not here The future that we hold is so unclear But I'm not alive until you call And I'll bet the odds against it all Save your advice, 'cause I won't hear You might be right, but I don't care There's a million reasons why I should give you up But the heart wants what it wants The heart wants what it wants The heart wants what it wants The heart wants what it wants The heart wants what it wants, baby The heart wants what it wants, baby It wants what it wants It wants what it wants The heart wants what it wants, baby The heart wants what it wants, baby

lolli lolli pop that body

Yup! Three 6 Mafia! Featuring Project Pat, Young D, let's go Lolli lolli lolli lolli, let me see you pop that body Lolli lolli lolli lolli, let me see you pop that body Chocolate lolli, cherry lolli 'Nilla lolli, pink lolli Red hot, red hot, red hot hot Make that lolli pop, oooooooh Make that lolli pop, oooooooh Make that lolli pop, oooooooh Make that lolli pop, oooooooh Now lawdy lawdy lawdy (Lawdy) please Lord have some mercy (Mercy) This girl is throwin Judy (Judy) I think she 'bout to hurt me (Hurt me) See she went front to back (Back) then she went side to side (Side) My thumb up like hitchhikers (Hikers) I think I need a ride (Ride) One pocket full of pills (Pills) and a little bag of that Cola (Cola) The other one full of weed (Weed) and a semi auto pistol-a (Tol-a) See I ain't no dancin dude (Dude), but I can lean like a cholo (Cholo) See ma', you go with me 'cause I can't be goin' home solo (solo) Ya dig? Lolli lolli lolli lolli, let me see you pop that body Lolli lolli lolli lolli, let me see you pop that body Chocolate lolli, cherry lolli 'Nilla lolli, pink lolli Red hot, red hot, red hot hot Make that lolli pop, oooooooh Make that lolli pop, oooooooh Make that lolli pop, oooooooh Make that lolli pop, oooooooh They call me the Juice when I'm at the strip club I put down a hundred or a du-uh-uh-uhhhb It don't matter to a player I'm a stu-uh-uh-uhhhd Cause when I leave the club I'ma fu-uh-uh-uhhhck You can ride with the mane if you givin' up the brain Little scared to ride witcha I don't even know your name There's a whole lotta room in the front of the Range Like Barack Obama said yeah it's time for a change Pull over on the road on the back seat (Back seat) Pop that body now you got me (Got me) You a fine chick kinda classy (Classy) Said her name was Tina, now I'm grabbin' (Grabbin') 'Cause she got grip on the whip With her big round booty with the silicone tits See she bouncin' on my lap and she tryin' to unzip I whispered in her ear "Yeah +It's Hard For a Pimp+" Lolli lolli lolli lolli, let me see you pop that body Lolli lolli lolli lolli, let me see you pop that body Chocolate lolli, cherry lolli 'Nilla lolli, pink lolli Red hot, red hot, red hot hot Make that lolli pop, oooooooh Make that lolli pop, oooooooh Make that lolli pop, oooooooh Make that lolli pop, oooooooh All my ladies with a body, put yo' hands in the AIR You's a good lookin' hottie, put yo' hands in the AIR Project Pat, lookin' for a model, poppin' that booty, I'ma pop bottles Your girl's a cutie, know she gargles, don't get mad, I keep them hollows Shorty hot, watch her rock, let me see that lolli pop Body rock, don't you stop, I love the way that booty drop Sideways, front back, up and down I like that Cherry lolli, chocolate lolli, I wanna see you pop that lolli Lolli lolli lolli lolli, let me see you pop that body Lolli lolli lolli lolli, let me see you pop that body Chocolate lolli, cherry lolli 'Nilla lolli, pink lolli Red hot, red hot, red hot hot Lick that lolli pop, oooooooh Make that lolli pop, oooooooh Make that lolli pop, oooooooh Make that lolli pop, oooooooh

tokyo

Flexing on these nigga, now I think that I'm Hulk Hogan (yeah) I don't care about you, bitch the money is my motive (yeah) She just want attention, say it's easy to expose her (yeah) I'm all in her pussy, you would think I was a Trojan (yeah) 2016 (yeah) I'm coming for the win And I smoke a lot of weed, I think it is my medicine If the cops pull me over, Imma hide the evidence And the way she gave me top, she was so intelligent I want hella bands, I want hella fans, I smoke hella grams I'm just on some different shit, she like the way I hit my dance I just fucked a foreign hoe, got a few out of state I can never save these thots, I just gotta say my grace Call my nigga Rahi, said lets go get it poppin (ooh) I can never switch up, I remember how I got it (ooh) I just spread the love, all these hating niggas toxic (ooh) When you on your grind, you can't let nobody stop it (ooh) Paradise and a pair of Nikes, shawty very nice Blue berry ice, she the cocky type, she can't stay the night Diamonds piss yellow, make it rain like the umbrella (oh) She say she like my sauce, guess I am a jiggy fella (ooh) Mind state like Kanye, but I'm on another level (ooh) Niggas want to be alike, like that shit ain't very clever (ooh) Plug put me on, now my lifestyle is so better (ooh) Shawty like my voice, it's the type to make her wetter (ooh) Tryna disappear and buy a house in Tokyo Have a closet of designer and a bitch to roll my dope I don't really need much but my fucking studio I'm tryna disappear and buy a house in Tokyo And I'm tryna disappear and buy a house in Tokyo Have a closet of designer and a bitch to roll my dope I don't really need much but my fucking studio I'm tryna disappear and buy a house in Tokyo