Russ – Splash Out 3.0 Lyrics

[Russ] Intro: I love my freedom But i risk it anywhere i see them ‘i i i i love mr. Verse 2: Shit den, pull up they panic ching him (ching him) Metal straight in him Big ting ain’t no kitchen (large one) Rip skin tear off his ting (tear it) Cheeky try slap off a [?] Back this one it comes with a bang (bow) No talking just stretch out my hand Slap more then 3 man in your gang 100 man fuck that Big ting always on hip can’t lack Anything 8 get brr get wack Back out my, grip firm attack Bore up your head leave shanks in plaits Free up my dargs they soon come back Bore up your head leave shanks in plaits (ching splash) Free up my dargs they soon come back Verse 3: Test it Bruck it 2 piece buss it Ying yang flood it Upsuh i love it Test it Bruck it 2 piece buss it Ying yang flood it Upsuh i love it Outro: Got kicked out a section too Shsh backed a wap on you Shit den i feel sorry for you In your vid thats my jacket too I don’t know nothing ’bout pressure Do up an opp with pleasure Akee fuck the verbal attck me WOT entertainment’ G8 Cruuuddddddd 100 man fuck that Big ting always on hip can’t lack Anything 8 get brr get wack Back out my, grip firm attack Bore up your head leave shanks in plaits Free up my dargs they soon come back Bore up your head leave shanks in plaits Free up my dargs they soon come back Verse 1: Classified member I don’t know nothing ’bout pressure (none) Do up an opp with pleasure (do him) Akeee pull up my rams get splashy (splash splash) Fuck the verbal attack me (come) Got plenty names on this shank b (nuff) Still walk with sticks come like bambi She said i’m sweeter than candy (sweet) Just hit up the spot and cream it Samples for the cats just tease ’em I love my freedom But i risk it anywhere i see them (onsite) Left numerous fuck boys bleeding Left humerous big men screaming (bitches) She’s mine if i start gunleaning [?] 25+ your way too bitter Live in the flesh Fat boy got quicker Still out here can’t see that nigga Smash mans …

KRS-One – You Like Me Lyrics

As long as I’m dancin Actin or rappin Walkin around like I don’t know what’s happenin You like me (x4) If I’m talkin bout drinkin And nothin bout thinkin As long as I’m high And I never ask why You like me (x4) But the second I start with the state of the economy Black leadership, Black gods and Black sovereignty That’s when you can’t seem to follow me, confusion You feel like you losin, I’m no longer amusin This song’s about choosin, choosin why you cruisin Either Black entertainment or the Black Revolution People love to see a young Black man rap Until he wakes up and realize he’s caught in the trap So as long as I’m dancin Actin or rappin Walkin around like I don’t know what’s happenin You like me (x4) If I’m talking bout drinkin And nothin bout thinkin As long as I’m high And I never ask why You like me (x4) But the minute I get in it bout the way these rappers spit it The minute I start spittin that truth here comes a critic I freestyle off the top like removin ya yankee fitted But they not really checkin for skills, they want the gimmick Many of the challenges we face, we could solve em But there’s no trust, no unity, and that’s the problem Black people fightin amongst themselves that’s the problem White people fightin amongst themselves that’s the problem US foreign policy is simply just bomb em Rebels against they own government, the US arms em Then when things get outta hand, yeah they try to calm em More money, more diplomacy, just charm em If that doesn’t work then they move to “Osama” Turn him into a terrorist, so they can disarm em Through the corporate media, we don’t stand a chance But too many people wanna us to just stand and dance So as long as I’m dancin Actin or rappin Walkin around like I don’t know what’s happenin You like me (x4) If I’m talking bout drinkin And nothin bout thinkin As long as I’m high And I never ask why You like me (x4) You like me, you like me, you like me You like me, you like me, you like me

Classified – Damn Right Lyrics

(Mike Boyd) Luke? Don’t go breaking anything! (Realtor) You bet it’s the place (Classified) It’s a lot older than what the ad said (Realtor) Oh it’s old; it’s real old, a man died in there (Classified) Really? (Realtor) Yeah, during the boom; bad handler (Classified) Can we go check it out? Here, here goes another classic (here goes another classic) Yeah, let’s take it back to [Chorus] Two turntables and a mic Wiggity-wiggity whip the microphone; it’s God damn right That’s the only way they’re gonna hear you Refreshing it for you [Chorus #2] Two turntables and a mic Wiggity-wiggity whip the microphone; it’s God damn right Yeah, you’re talking that bullshit That’s the only way they’re gonna hear you [Verse 1] Yeah, yeah And yo, straight from the motherfucking field Everything I do is too real, too ill Said they want rap shit, gotta give ’em rap shit Run up in your city with that gritty boombox shit Yell it to the world, never sleep on me I’m just tryna wake ’em up with some free coffee This is what you need, this isn’t tongue in cheek This is that one, two, three No Sesame Street, but the numbers speak; like, come on It’s going down, I’m ’bout to free fall I hold it down like a fat kid on a seesaw I do it bigger than bigger, I do it big y’all I ate a volume of balls bigger than beach balls I’m locked and loaded this is for survival Fuck fame, it killed my idols; Biggie and Michael And ain’t nobody talking making any sense Like people at the shows still sitting in the stands Yeah; I bet it all like Pro-Line I ran it through the goal line, and hit the fucking gold mine They try to leave me out to dry, hang ’em from the clothesline But watch me go with Showtime, that’s why I pay ’em no mind [Bridge] Now let me know if we gotta get in (damn right) We be busy rocking maybe you’re asleep (damn right) Ain’t nobody here ready to leave (damn right) So here we go (here we go) Come on, come on [Chorus] Two turntables and a mic Wiggity-wiggity whip the microphone; it’s God damn right That’s the only way they’re gonna hear you Refreshing it for you [Verse 2] Let me nibble on your nipple and tickle …

Meghan Trainor – Honey Honey Lyrics

Honey, honey, honey Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money And try and be my man I hate the stupid girls who only want the world Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money Money, money, ma ma ma money Honey, honey ha ha ha honey Baby look in my eyes And know that I’m true, I’m true Don’t gotta impress nobody but you, but you Did you really think that I would love you less? who only want the world Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money Honey, honey, honey Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money And try and be my man I hate the stupid girls. But the thought of you got my mind in a mess So put your lies, put your tries, and your money away Honey, honey, honey Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money And try and be my man I hate the stupid girls, who only want the world Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money Stop trying so hard to convince me (me, yeah.) That you are the one I already see (Already see, woah) Did you really think that I would judge you more? who only want the world Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money Honey, honey, honey Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money And try and be my man I hate the stupid girls. Boy, you make my heart fall down to the floor So put your lies, put your tries, and your words away Honey, honey, honey Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money And try and be my man I hate the stupid girls who only want the world Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money No, you know that I hate, the ones who act fake Cause they think I like it You say their wrong, been wrong for too long And I can’t take it So baby change your ways Today Honey, honey, honey Don’t wanna pretend that you’ve got money, money, money And try and be my man I hate the stupid girls. who only want the world Honey, honey I don’t want your money, money, money

King Los – 410 Gang Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Yeah yeah Uh Ain’t no city light the city on What nigga Check it out look [Hook] 410 410 410 410 410 410 Ain’t no city light the city on Ain’t no city light the city on Westside, eastside, southside Northside niggas in the house like 410 410 410 410 410 410 Now shawty say she love my swag im in my bag (No cap) Her nigga want some money don’t know how to act (No cap) [Verse 1] Okay, niggas looking silly ima prolly get a billi Im a product of the realest really got us with gorillas Chilling in front of the building with my niggas in the jects Lil nigga from the west getting figures in them checks like Please don’t kill my vibe fuck up my day, yeah Bullshit to the side fuck out my way, yeah I hear them talk shit but thats okay I just made another play a hundred k, yeah Im from the town, Baltimore city they lay niggas down I put it down, don’t fuck with no clown They pushing that white or they flipping that brown no slipping lil nigga be gripping that ground Convincing me take a lil trip through the town and I hold you down when you get to the [Hook] 410 410 410 410 410 410 Ain’t no city light the city on Ain’t no city light the city on Westside, eastside, southside Northside niggas in the house like 410 410 410 410 410 410 Now shawty say she love my swag im in my bag (No Cap) Her nigga want some money don’t know how to act (No cap) [Verse 2] Im live and im from the side where they ride or die A lot of niggas down to spy by the product I Birthed a lot of niggas, served a lot of niggas Hurt a lot of niggas, brutalized a nigga, murder lot of niggas Ooh, I been a good king no cosign I ain’t never heard no flow like mine Niggas know I run this shit (On time) Niggas know I run this bitch (On time) Ooh keep it cool sure don’t crash slip uh Chopper hit a nigga make him backflip yeah I rap for the niggas never had shit ooh Flew to the city got it back lit ooh I reached out to every nigga that was building I …

Mr Eazi – Property Lyrics

Zaga That [Chorus] Baby all of my property All of my property I give you authority I give you authority If you go down like economy, economy Baby you go follow me, follow me [Verse 1] I will like to know what you want (Zaga dat) I will like to know what you need eh eh ah I will like to know your size So that when I am shopping I go dey buy am tight Me I no be aka gum (Stingy) I be Generious Me I no go do you wrong like Lazarus Baby maky go Jeje Till the morning light Me I no dey tight my hand o [Chorus] So Baby all of my property (all of my property) I give you authority (I give you authority) If you go down like economy, economy Baby you go follow me, follow me [Verse 2] Na money be koko (Owo ni koko) Your body be koko (yea Body be koko) Baby walacolombo For your sake I go walangoloco From 9ja you dey disturb Soweto Yea, Come make we go Toronto yeh yeh yeh [Chorus] Baby all of my property (all of my property) I give you authority (I give you authority) If you go down like economy, economy Baby you go follow me, follow me yeh eh eh [Outro] Na money be koko [Intro] Na money be koko It’s your boy Eazi Zaga What?

Moneybagg Yo – Exactly Lyrics

He ain’t kill a nigga I got over two bodies like John Diller [?], we done hung niggas Wockhardt on the bottle, that’s actually Crack the seal What I’m pouring up? Two for one, only one was a baddie Plug hit, say he having contractions That mean yay on the way (any day) Straight off the block to a billboard spot That mean I’m hotter than May [Chorus: Moneybagg Yo] On short notice, I just ran up 100 Well not 100, 97 exactly Living cinematic, this a world premiere I ain’t acting, but I’m fucking a actress Blue hunnids gang bang, they stacking Two bitches, one me exactly Opps on the other street that’s action Slide down, 100 round exactly Exactly (exactly) Look at they reaction, let’s see who the maddest (big mad) I’m smashing (what) ‘Rari or Lamb’? let’s see what’s the fastest (skrrt) Exactly (big drums on ’em) Bands in the field, heritage, classic (woo) Exactly (we the new dope) Fed baby’s like two bricks in a plastic [Outro] Tay Keith too bangin’ let’s see what’s the fastest (skrrt) Exactly (big drums on ’em) Bands in the field, heritage, classic (woo) Exactly (we the new dope) Fed baby’s like two bricks in a plastic Hey! Actavis New Ferrari, buy it I put a MAC in it Yellow bitch, big booty I’m smashing shit From the gutter, fuck the rapping I’m jacking shit Money talking Nigga playing, we smashing shit [?], nigga know that we cancel shit Fully loaded, fully ammo, immaculate [Chorus: Moneybagg Yo] On short notice, I just ran up 100 Well not 100, 97 exactly Living cinematic, this a world premiere I ain’t acting, but I’m fucking a actress Blue hunnids gang bang, they stacking Two bitches, one me exactly Opps on the other street that’s action Slide down, 100 round exactly Exactly (exactly) Look at they reaction, let’s see who the maddest (big mad) I’m smashing (what) ‘Rari or Lamb’? [Intro: Moneybagg Yo & YoungBoy Never Broke Again] [?] Can’t hear you Punch me in Do it all over [Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] Back then she ain’t fuck with a nigga, but now she wanna cuff me My sack bigger Fuck on her, I leave I’m that nigga Dope on top of them trees like cat litter I ain’t choosing no side, I stay in the middle How the fuck he gon’ ride? …

Russ – Tell Me Why Lyrics

[Intro: Shiloh Dynasty & Russ] Tell, tell, tell, yuh (yuh) [Chorus: Russ & Shiloh Dynasty] Tell me why you’re waiting I don’t give a fuck ’bout Tell me why you’re waiting I don’t give a fuck ’bout Tell my why you’re waiting for so long Tell me why you’re waiting, waiting [Verse 1] Watch you back up Know you’re scared to love again Every time you try, part of you just dies, you lookin dumb again It’s so hard to trust again So just like that you don’t (uh) You ‘gon just get drunk again roll up and fuckin’ smoke (uh) That one used to beat on you That one used to cheat on you The only one that cared, you ain’t believe him so he’s leavin you Ain’t no family round you Ain’t no friends that you can trust Ain’t no love within yourself But ain’t no way I’m giving up (come on) [Chorus: Russ & Shiloh Dynasty] Tell me why you’re waiting I don’t give a fuck ’bout Tell me why you’re waiting I don’t give a fuck ’bout Tell my why you’re waiting for so long Tell me why you’re waiting, waiting [Verse 2] Yeah, I swoop in and do my thing against my better judgment I could tell you been through hell you need some better loving I see movin on is hard I see nooses round your heart I see bruises, I see scars I see proof to wanna start over But you can’t see past the pain I swear your past got you enslaved girl, you can’t see past the chains I try showin you and tellin you the love you deserve But me lovin you won’t work until you lovin you first (damn) [Chorus: Russ & Shiloh Dynasty] Tell me why you’re waiting I don’t give a fuck ’bout Tell me why you’re waiting I don’t give a fuck ’bout Tell my why you’re waiting for so long Tell me why you’re waiting I don’t give a fuck ’bout Tell my why you’re waiting for someone Tell me why you’re waiting, waiting

Moneybagg Yo – Dice Game Lyrics

[Intro] Tay Keith [Chorus] I want some nice brain (brain), she want some nice things (purses and shit) I was just being a nigga, soon as I cum my mind changed (nah) I’m racing a demon, back for the keys, knowing it might rain (speedin’) Fuck it, I’m takin’ a gamble (fuck it), my life is a dice game (roll it) [Verse] You better bet on me, man I been passin’ You probably want me to crap out (seven) I bet I jump before, let’s bet a hundred more (what’s that?) That’s a rack on the come-out (G ball) I’m in the Don, bae shotgun Let down the roof ’cause the sun out (sun out) White paint (dope), white interior (coke) It feel like I’m in the crack house (blow out) I feel like Lucious, hittin’ this cookie I’m on the yellow, pour up gushy Balenciagas, fit like footies Grain on draco look like Woody (Toy Story) Got no plaques but my shows packed Louis, ‘Venchy, I’m mismatched I can’t lose, play to win, bet on me, I’m all in I rock an ice chain, just got the watch plain She left her last man for me, she did the right thing I was gettin’ twenty a show last year But you know the price changed (up) I’m your favorite rapper’s favorite rapper (what’s that?) I’m in a tight lane (whoa) Baby you can’t even tell your friend They may rat on us (be quiet) Yeah we lust and fuck She got his name covered up Then went and got me tatted (yeah) FaceTime me in some green panties (yeah) I been toting a lot of blue money (what else?) Chanel junkie and Supreme addict (turn up) Taste the rainbow, roll the Skittles (woo) Every nigga with me tote a pistol (big one) Send a hit and I’m rollin’ with him (yeah) And we ain’t stoppin’ ’til we know it’s in him (grrr) King suite, Intercontinental (yeah) Who you with? it was confidential (shh) Check cleared, I’m just pushing enter (woo) Uniport, I’m gettin’ monumental (cash) [Chorus] I want some nice brain (brain), she want some nice things (purses and shit) I was just being a nigga, soon as I cum my mind changed (nah) I’m racing a demon, back for the keys, knowing it might rain (speedin’) Fuck it, I’m takin’ a gamble (fuck it), my life is a …

Vic Mensa – Metaphysical Lyrics

[Verse 1] Can you wait for me baby You the only one on my mind Summer nights don’t cold as winter When you’re not by my side I don’t care if I look crazy Nevermind who’s been in your bed Do what you like what’s your body I live in your head [Chorus 1] I-I-I ye-e-eah That’s some that’s real as rain That’s some that’s real as rain Put it on me You talk too much, I can’t even explain I can’t even, it’s something metaphysical I can’t even explain it, I never go explain I know you feel I’m true I can’t even explain it, I never go explain I’m just feelin’ right [Verse 2] Can you let down your armor I know it’s to guard your heart Made a fight for you like soldier You’re a prisoner of war Lay my cards on the table I hear love is a losing game May I shoot my shot Never go explain [Chorus 2] I-I-I ye-e-eah That’s some that’s built to last That’s some that’s built to last Baby, I don’t need it to make sense I can’t even explain I can’t even, it’s something metaphysical I can’t even explain it, I never go explain I know you feel I’m true I can’t even explain it, I never go explain [Bridge] I been, I been here, you been near But I’m always there Let me know if you get this Loving you from a distance Let me know if you hit it I don’t care if you hit it Come alive when he’s not there I’ll sneak through your window [Outro] I can’t even explain it, I never go explain it I can’t even explain it, I never go explain I’m just feelin’ right

YG – Band Drum Lyrics

[Intro: YG] I mix the 4Hunnid with the designer Stay laced up On Bloods Stay laced up [Chorus: YG] I just bought my band drums and that **** came with the drum Do a ***** fast like And-1, I need a bag then and some Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug *** ** **, then slide in her, make her tell me who she love Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh [Verse 1: YG] Uh, uh, baddies, lumps Uh, uh, Mr. Bomb first Trained to go, **** hesitation Ten steps ahead, not just of enemy, but of all men Set an example by demonstration, not conversation Fear of God, but with God keep a faithful relation Do the unthinkable, pop up on that ass out the blue like peek-a-boo All a man gots is his **** and his word So whatever that man says, he gots to do And if that ***** is yours, protect it by all means Keep them real ******, some top lawyers, financial advisors and them get-the-job-done riders on your team And now you’re ready for the world, ya-da-da-mean Stay dangerous Klumps Uh, uh, she on my, **** **** her once, I don’t *** the butt YG always cuss, YG do too much Oh my God he always wearin’ red, he a super Blood You ****** super sus, act like y’all be pistoled up When them shots fire, all you ****** did was duck Duck, duck, duck, duck Duck, duck, duck, goose I don’t want her, she boof, uh Heard that ***** loose, uh Yeah she with the *****, ayy Gave me head in the coupe [Chorus: YG] I just bought my band drums and that **** came with the drum Do a ***** fast like And-1, I need a bag then and some Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh I hop out the tub, my feet land on Gucci rug *** ** **, then slide in her, make her tell me who she love Uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh [Verse 2: A$AP Rocky] Woo Big gun, handgun, shootout, And-1 Hop out, tap out, time out, damn, son (what?) Goyard trunks, Gucci trunks Goku, Trunks, asthma pump Uh, uh, hit a ***** once he done Crack ’em like Humpty Dumpty She don’t wanna ****, she dumb …

Queen Naija – Bad Boy Lyrics

[Chorus] I never really had a bad boy You know I’ve always been a good girl Crazy how it happened so fast boy The way you rocking my world The way you rocking my world [Verse 1] Yeah you’re my distraction Love our connection I see so much when I look at you You get potential Time is essential But I’ma take my time with you ‘Cause you need it You just need someone to keep it real with you And I see that I’ma be the one to put that seed in you You don’t gotta worry I won’t judge you from your past I know you’re not the first But I’ll make sure that you’re my last We live two different lifestyles baby But we can change that Just promise not to hurt me ‘Cause you know I told you that [Chorus] I never really had a bad boy You know I’ve always been a good girl Crazy how it happened so fast boy The way you rocking my world Boy I think you need a good girl Someone to make you do better Maybe I could be a good girl I could make you do better [Verse 2] I ain’t really used to it but I like it ‘Cause you’re so enticing Love the way you walk and how smooth you talk How you move in silence How fast you be driving Hold me when I’m crying And as long as you need me You know I’m always riding You open up to me and show me something new Taught me how to hold my own I fight myself while holding you If it was up to me I’d hold for ever (ever) Up somewhere that we can go together (so it’s a crazy thing) [Chorus] I never really had a bad boy You know I’ve always been a good girl Crazy how it happened so fast boy The way you rocking my world Boy I think you need a good girl Someone to make you do better Maybe I could be a good girl I could make you do better [Bridge] So, so bad in a really good way By the time I’m done with you You gon’ wanna stay But it’s so so bad in a really good way Such a bad boy but I’ll make you good for me [Outro] I could make you …

Queen Naija – Mama’s Hand Lyrics

– Nah I miss you – You do miss me, give me kissy – Thank you, I give kissy too, muah, I love you – Love you too mama – Okay bye – Okay bye – *Laughs* [Verse 1] When I first laid eyes on you When I heard your heartbeat too Oh I never knew, I could witness an angel so beautiful From the very moment you arrived I felt something new inside I developped a love that was so unconditional [Chorus] And I promise to give you everything that I have There’s not a dream in this world you can’t accomplish or grasp I will cross any ocean before I let you land Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh) Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh) [Verse 2] I’ll never let nobody hurt you Give you the world ’cause you deserve it Teach you how to treat a woman Let you know you’re gonna be something great I want for you to shine so bright Know you can do anything through Christ I see that there is a star inside of you I’m so glad you’re in my life [Chorus] And I promise to give you everything that I have There’s not a dream in this world you can’t accomplish or grasp I will cross any ocean before I let you land Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh) Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh) Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh) [Bridge] Woah, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh Hold on to my hand Hold on to my hand Never let it go Ooh ooh, yeah Son hold on to my hand Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh) Hold on to my hand, never let it go Just hold on to mama’s hand and never let it go (woah oh, oh, oh, oh) Hold on to my hand (woah oh, oh, oh, oh) Son hold on to my hand, never let it go, …

Young Thug – I’m On Lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug] Aye We got London on da Track You should loosen up a little bit Girl, you should loosen up a little bit I just thought You should know Thought that you should know It’s a whole new world You can be my girl You should know Foreign, we could go Got a lil’ molly and coke Use your nose Gotta use your nose Use your nose Got a lil’ molly and coke But you gotta use your nose Fee-fi-fo G.I. I’m ’bout to tease it First, I gotta eat it I got my reasons I got some reasons Everyone ’round me bleedin’ Yeah, the top floor of the Four Seasons I was this close to servin’ them keys Now twenty hoes on they knees [Hook: Young Thug] I’m on, on I’m on, on My bag and me, a bunch on No more public homes, mama We on, on Turn the crunch on, I gotta stay on, on I’m on, on I’m on, on I’m on, on I’m on, on I been racin’ from the start Only [?] park the car [Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] Hope your girlfriend got on green, ah Hit a lick in all black, Reebok Come down the block in a tank top And y’all gon’ kill the scene, yeah Need the money just for what I fiend, yeah I’ma try just ’bout everything, yeah I’ma go all out for the green, yeah I’ma ball out with my team, yeah I’ma pull up in a ‘vette (skrrt, skrrt) You know that I’m reppin’ my set (I’m reppin’ my set) I just hopped out the jet, yeah Now I’m headed to the check, yeah Whole lotta money right up in my jeans I’ma get up and go get what I need Beat the game, somethin’ like Billie Jean Mixin’ red in a pint with the green Hit the gas, I’ma tear up the scene [?], you ain’t tryin’ me Walked in with a slime with me Hit up Ellie for a brand new ring [Verse 3: Young Thug] Yeah, bails like south, yeah Dick in her mouth, yeah ‘Bout to fuck her on the couch, yeah Fuck her slow like slouch, yeah ‘Bout to get in my mouth, yeah Hopped from Ferrari to couch, yeah Bankhead bounce, yeah None of my diamonds got clout I got a car in the house like couch …

Vic Mensa – Neon Guts (Remix) Lyrics

Shout out to my nigga Terry Kennedy, this some ice cream, BGK, dirty ghetto kid shit, baker three shit Shaker shit, haha Yeah Ayy [Verse 1] Neon J’s, neon chain African beads, Prince Ahkane Grapefrog ring by Wes Lang In New Zealand, I’m jet skiin’ Rockin’ ice berg like a Looney Tune My neck yellow rolled, call it Juicy Fruit Watch and I be different shades of blue No Versace, I don’t wear Medusa faces Milo faces on my shoes This Bape is from 2002 Human Made on the crew Cherry red Canada Goose And when I shoot, you play duck, duck, goose Gucci cuff links on a Burberry suit I need the cover, I’m so GQ You try to fuck her, she say “me too” I feel like Usher, I’m burnin’ the rubber My weed different colors, I’m smokin’ on Gushers My wood is a Russian, it’s color a butter I’m not CIA, but I wear Undercover Yeah, Faith Connexion, iridescent, yes Pharrell Chanel, circle lenses, uh You ask how much did I spend and, shit I don’t even know, but it’s expensive, uh Saint Laurent boots G-class Benzes, clickin’ my heels like Toto in Kansas I’m at Eleven with neon dancers, neon jacket, neon vantage We in Atlanta like Deion Sanders At Blue Flame throwin’ green Ben Franklins Come to Garcon off of eBay, uh You wearin’ Dragon Ball Z Bape I don’t wear Bape after Nigo I feel like Drake in my peacoat I’m in a Rick Owens sheepcoat Neon guts when she deepthroat We on London at Heathrow Apple Ciroc, not Tito’s Spendin’ them Jacksons, like Tito I’m on hot, like Ebro Left my ex, Magneto That’s faneto, Despacito Lemme get a little bit, un poquito Pourin’ up Ace, but it taste like [?] Shorty get wetter than Puerto Rico, ayy I got love for my Boricuas I deliver like I’m pea pod American Express, it’s a green card That’s a oxymoron, I’m a retard Crib got a doorman and a key card On my retro shit I need a [?] Pornstar from Brazil like Neymar She suckin’ my soul like De La Neon dunks, SVs these de la’s Call me Dorrough with the ice cream paint job I’m with Towkio, but she tryna Bangkok No Pinocchio, I don’t do the nose jobs Pull up in the Elon Musk Tesla truck, neon cup Neon drank, neon …

Jon Bellion – Runway Lyrics

This one’s for the ladies I gotta give ’em somethin’ to move to [Chorus: Jon Bellion, Samira Gibson] The world is her runway Run-run-runway Said, “runway,” I said, I said, “runway” The world is my runway Run-run-runway Oh, runway [Verse 1: Jon Bellion, Samira Gibson] Uh, how you doin’ workin’ lady? Yeah Well, it’s gonna be alright ‘Cause this is what my single ladies goin’ out tonight [Refrain: Jon Bellion] These girls know how to walk mean With the swagger of a prom queen And I really want to let ’em know That I love ’em, love ’em, love ’em, love ’em [Pre-Chorus: Jon Bellion] Girls that be budgetin’, mixin’, matchin’, and lovin’ it Stayin’ independent, payin’ taxes to the government Double time, overtime, in on they cover-up And I just wanna butter-up every single one of them [Chorus: Jon Bellion, Samira Gibson] The world is her runway Run-run-runway Said, “runway,” I said, “runway” The world is my runway Run-run-runway Oh, runway [Verse 2: Jon Bellion] Let me let you in on a little, little secret, um Bottom-line, we just like it when you walk our way ‘Cause we can barely tell the difference when you wear Targét ‘Cause she’s the hottest when she’s modelin’ Basketball shorts, tank-tops, high socks, yeah, she Dolce and Gabbana’s it She got the dress at H&M for 20 flat With 10 bucks left on the paycheck, how’s that? Good Is your boss drivin’ you crazy? [Intro: Jon Bellion] Beautiful Mind, mind Oh, mind Yeah, how you doin’ this evenin’? Yeah Well, let me see that smile ‘Cause this is what my workin’ ladies doin’ 9 to 5, hey How you doin’ single lady? And now she gon’ gas up the truck To make it to the party that she’s gonna rock the same dress at [Refrain: Jon Bellion] These girls know how to walk mean (These girls know how to walk mean) With the swagger of a prom queen (With the swagger of a prom queen) And I really want to let ’em know (And I really want to let ’em know) That I love ’em, love ’em, love ’em, love ’em (That I love ’em, I love ’em, I love—) [Pre-Chorus: Jon Bellion] Girls that be budgetin’, mixin’, matchin’, and lovin’ it Stayin’ independent, payin’ taxes to the government Double time, overtime, in on they cover-up And I just wanna butter-up every single …

Xavier Wulf – Chaos Castle Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, that was you Now-now-now just look at you Always tryin’ to prove you something, but you nothin’, that’s just true Sorry (don’t say sorry), go cop that ‘rari Hope you feel better Materialistic death wish Underground god I’m the fuckin definition bitch Brought another motherfucker out who really convinced thinkin’ that it’s him Lies, False, something about you off Came out the grave, fucked up the game I will make sure they remember the name Treat you like a baby, you can’t come in here Oh my dear, now his favorite bitch is singin’ in my ear Twinkle Twinkle Twinkle, goes her chandelier, we over here Talkin about how you just simply don’t compare, you bitch [Verse 4: Bones] (what?) SESHOLLOWATERBOYZ kickin’ through the door, we back in this bitch We don’t know you, get some dope for the crew, we ain’t passin shit Still got that blade, I’ll let it go Said that you’ll pay, we know you broke Logic can’t see you, you blend in too easily How can they not know the way when we paved the whole road Showed them the ropes, they think they classic Skeleton boy, filled the world with my static White Noise my life, distorted mind, don’t know the time and I can’t give you mine Hold up, wait a second now Now that I am recollecting Wasn’t you the one who showed us so much love in the beginning? [Verse 1: Eddy Baker] Light up a wood then I get in my zone (oof) Countin’ them racks got that shit on my own (cash) Think you want war but this ain’t what you want (bitch) SESHOLLOWATERBOYZ been at the throne (alright) You see the shows they all outta control (yeah) Told the security leave me alone (damn) Bust out the speakers cause all of the noise (shit) Started the pit and then started to destroy (bitch) Start a moshpit when I’m makin’ my entrance (alright) Fuckin shit up and just stretching my business (yeah) Stackin my riches I’m straight from the trenches (facts, trenches) Runnin’ the game like this shit is olympics (shit is game, bitch) Burn you like bridges, wash you like dishes (yeah) Bitch I’m a dog and you just a little kitten (alright, just little cat) Ice on my neck got me feelin all frigid (cold) Quit the bad guy, little bitch, I’m the villain (bitch) …

The Chainsmokers – Side Effects Lyrics

[Verse 1] It’s 4AM, I don’t know where to go Everywhere is closed, I should just go home, yeah My feet are taking me to your front door I know I shouldn’t though, heaven only knows that Oh, the side effect to my loneliness is you [Chorus 1] Oh, you’re all that I want No good at giving you up Come on and give me some love tonight Oh, you’re all that I want No good at giving you up Come on and give me some love tonight [Verse 2] This happens every time I try to mix Decision making with one too many drinks but Oh, if late night friends have consequences, cool yeah [Chorus 2] Oh, you’re all that I want No good at giving you up Come on and give me some love tonight Oh, you’re all that I want No good at giving you up Come on and give me some love tonight Oh, I think about it all the time Make it up in my mind, I’m telling you, yeah Oh, you’re all that I want No good at giving you up Come on and give me some love tonight [Bridge] Time should’ve taught me the lesson When looking for a sign, but instead I got a message I take off my pride every time we undressing Draw the line, I’m at the line, yeah Time should’ve taught me the lesson When looking for a sign, but instead I got a message I take off my pride every time we undressing Draw the line, I’m at the line [Chorus 2] Oh, you’re all that I want No good at giving you up Come on and give me some love tonight, yeah Oh, you’re all that I want No good at giving you up Come on and give me some love tonight, yeah I, I think about it all the time Make it up in my mind, I’m telling you, yeah Oh, you’re all that I want No good at giving you up Come on and give me some love tonight [Outro] Time should’ve taught me the lesson When looking for a sign, but instead I got a message I take off my pride every time we undressing Draw the line, I’m at the line, yeah Time should’ve taught me the lesson When looking for a sign, but instead I got a message I take off …

Juice WRLD – Rockstar Status Lyrics

[Chorus] Rockstar status, in the cut with an automatic Give it up, it’s a stick up, run it, run it up Get your bricks up, dummy, get em up Rockstar status, in the cut with an automatic Give it up, it’s a stick up, run it, run it up Get your bricks up, dummy, run em up [Verse: 1] No more Xannies, gave em up Last time I xannied, I threw up In her panties, tear it up She love all my Givenchy, she wear it up She still running, from my love Got the demons on me, I’m below high And I’m done running, from the drugs But they still running, from my gun, right Club life, drug life, saw her in the club light She a killer in the white shirt, that’s that off white How you finna ball on my turf, that shit offsides She told me that if I took the right drugs, then I won’t die [Chorus] Rockstar status, in the cut with an automatic Give it up, it’s a stick up, run it, run it up Get your bricks up, dummy, get em up Rockstar status, in the cut with an automatic Give it up, it’s a stick up, run it, run it up Get your bricks up, dummy, run em up [Verse: 2] I get money in my lone time, on my own time I just popped a perc, and called a play so I’ll be fine Don’t believe in sunshine, I’m a night guy I lied when I told her I was Mr. Nice guy Rockstar status, in the cut, with some Molly missin’ And you know that they dirty dancin’ for the dope She said she gon’ suck me up until the bitch choke Bitch I’m Danny Phantom, with the ghost Pull up in a Phantom, like a ghost, right Young rich, handsome, did the most, huh Pop it like Champaigne, she tryna have a toast, right [Chorus] Rockstar status, in the cut with an automatic Give it up, it’s a stick up, run it, run it up Get your bricks up, dummy, get em up Rockstar status, in the cut with an automatic Give it up, it’s a stick up, run it, run it up Get your bricks up, dummy, run em up

PnB Rock – Real Luv Lyrics

[Intro] I can’t find real luv Yeah Yeahhh Real luv [Verse 1] It was something about your eyes when I met you Yeah I swear I caught a vibe when I met you Yeah I swear I fell in love when I text you Cause they way you fucking talk was intellectual Member all the times I came to your rescue Had to wipe your fucking eyes cause they recked you Used to hit it from the side when I sexed you God I gotta thank your mom cause she blessed you Yeah you used to hit my line get faded I remember all the times we’d get wasted Girl I used to drop you off on the west side Used to hit it from the back that’s your best side [Chorus] I can’t trust or think now All that’s on my brain now I can’t find real love now Some feel like a drug You know I thought about you last night I was on my last flight I can’t find real love now And you know it, yeah you know it, yeah you know it [Verse 2] Since the last time I been fucking all these hoes just to past time I remember when I used to give you all my time I know you would break my heart just show me all the signs This shit is crazy used to be my baby I’m really ready for you to play me You really tried it Used to be my bitch You really lied bitch and now I hope you die bitch [Chorus] And I can’t trust or think now All that’s on my brain now I can’t find real luv now Some feel like a drug You know I thought about you last night I was on my last flight I can’t find real luv now And you know it, yeah you know it, yeah you know it