Young Thug – Rich Nigga Live Lyrics

[Hook] Go to Instagram and… Get on a rich nigga live, rich nigga live, rich nigga live Rich nigga live, rich nigga live, rich nigga live Aye this a rich nigga live, a rich nigga live, a rich nigga live A rich nigga live, a rich nigga live, a rich nigga live I’m having plenty [?] and wives and I’m having plenty lies I’m having plenty sticks and knives They pop at you [?] She said I’m Katy Perry some of callin me [?] She said I’m Katy Perry some of callin me Lisa Maguire It ain’t no Instagram Live it’s a rich nigga live, a rich nigga live This is a rich nigga live, a rich nigga live, a rich nigga live Hop on a rich nigga live, a rich nigga live with all of my slimes I told my homie to get off of live and go head and serve me some pie I called up the wheezy he comin’ through like a blizzard Chief Keef Sosa he callin my phone he ready to pierce ya Anything that Lil Durk want I told to go head and pick it like bingo Champagne Papi on a tour with them Migos I told him he should run out of state get a kilo Serving me dog food like I’m Scooter if you don’t [?] I rob you like casino I told my dog Julio Jones to switch his position throw it like he Tebow

Noah Cyrus – Live Or Die lyrics

Aye Came from a broken home, parents never saw it Now I’m living all alone, taking care of us all, yeah Flashes in my face, I guess that’s what you get with all this fame Just because it’s that you gang does not mean that you really gang Weather changes with my mood, it never really stays the same And one plus one is two, and without you I think I’d go insane And what you think? Pause, let it sink in They threw me in and now I’m drowning in the deep end If I’m religious, you’re the one that I believe in You’ve been here with me to help me fight all my demons [Pre-Chorus: Noah Cyrus] On our way to the sky We’re gonna look down on tonight When we die, you and I Two heartbreak soldiers When you lay by my side I see the whole world through your eyes Ride or die, you and I [Verse 2: Lil Xan, Noah Cyrus, both] To live or die, what’s the price on a life? [Pre-Chorus: Noah Cyrus] On our way to the sky We’re gonna look down on tonight When we die, you and I Two heartbreak soldiers When you lay by my side I see the whole world through your eyes Ride or die, you and I [Chorus: Noah Cyrus] Live or die, yah Live or die Got you and I Got you tonight, yah Live or die, yah Live or die Got you and I Got you tonight [Verse 1: Lil Xan & both] Have you ever seen a red flower? Yeah Have you ever seen a gold flower? If there ain’t no price tag, I might take it right If I hit it from the back, I might just hit it twice Rest in peace to everyone that we lost in life And I just wanna run away-ay-ay I just wanna run away-ay-ay I just wanna run away-ay-ay, yeah-eah-eah-eah,ay (With you, baby) [Chorus: Noah Cyrus] Live or die, yah Live or die Got you and I Got you tonight, yah Live or die, yah Live or die Got you and I Got you tonight [Harmonizing]

410 – Hunterz Lyrics

That wi-wi gave them a 100 Du-du, du-du, bands on me Noddy or leave I don’t want no discussion You ain’t tryna make bread or nuffin’ What you gonna when the crashers summin’? Pull it in gear and let’s go hunting? Pull it in gear and let’s go hunting? Splash him, and splash his friend Ayy Ayy, Y.AM Sav ‘mence He’ll do him and do his friend Oh gosh, he went on the bloody net Talking hella nonsense I’ll splash him and splash his friend Trap stack, man can’t do it like TS Man need to loww all the vocal The boy try speak and he still got beating You got changed and he left you Question?, Are you gonna back you bredrin? Pull it in gear and let’s go hunting? Girls on me, and I like her loads But she moves too young like Ashley Would wife a gladly, but she don’t get me All she wanna do is stress me Stay away from trident Y.AM just violent He’s not tryna impress me Big .45 with a Muay Thai kick But the kickback kick like Jet-Li Doing up houses bit by bit But the bit brix loves Coke and Pepsi You already know dat I beat your chick If you don’t want wood just let me Man just ran when I wave that stick Cah the shotgun long and hefty Miles tryna catch dem fishing in C Mans been to the C, there’s plenty Think about me I was raised in the C, had 2 shotguns at 20 Trident on me, IC3 Roll with the blue like Bentley She was on me, nuttin ain’t free True say the kid been trendy (Mally) [Chorus] What you gonna when the crashers summin’? Pull it in gear and let’s go hunting? That wi-wi gave them a 100 Du-du, du-du, bands on me Noddy or leave I don’t want no discussion You ain’t tryna make bread or nuffin’ What you gonna when the crashers summin’? Pull it in gear and let’s go hunting? Kick down doors like Kungfu Wave it around and now everyone is stressin’ (du-du bow) They ask “why we ain’t social?” Cos most mans fake and they ain’t in my intrest Look at you, splashing on cotton I’ll just sip on my tea and left him Boy better have that plan Cah me and the g’s investing Skengs, ding-dongs, rolls …

Big D The Impossible – Father and Son (alebumaye) Lyrics

(Verse 1) First nigga, niggas first First record nigga sound quick I ain’t the type of people you can mess quick or make a name out of his mind I’m a record lable, i make a record label between your mind Between the line you can distinguish i and you out, Wu first clan in tang big deal I’m not the type you can diss quick, i’m a family man I first introduced you to rap not pap or trap you mingle into Shot up your mouth big too, hahahaha, nigga slap on my face my face down Nigga quick rap on about the jerk i’m into, my face blown down too I fucked your wife you fucked my bitch too, bee shot up your face down well Before i crossed your line my time ain’t wasted on rhymes line, high bitch first crossed your line Now, you think you gat somethin’ to rap fake gee (Chorus 1) Alebumaye killin’ shovelin’ killin’ shovelin’ alebumaye Alebumaya killin’ shovelin’ killin’ shovelin’ alebumaye Big shot the fuck up Alebumaye killin shovelin’ killin’ shovelin’ alebumaye Alebumaye killin shovelin killin’ shovelin’ alebumaye (Verse 2) First record i signed my son and i myself Never forget biggie and pac death row, local gees, force militant, amy first habbit Record suit addict cocaine congrat me make me out of sense I’m in greedy i don’t feel the line i don’t feel it at all I don’t mean it i don’t mess around like you B that call yourself G Bitch to God gat somethin’ or nothin’ to say I’m on my own i label my senses my record and my soul Monkey tie ain’t suit me, but love the fitted up on my neck Monkey tie ain’t sit me, but i love the size only up on my neck Lonely, day i’m on my own i think i forget about more than i think i gat I forget about it all, all i thought, all i got i and all i had But the day goes on like tin and bring all day back Today is another day entirely i reap my way, i sat down and i see myself back line (Chorus 2) Alebumaye killin’ shovelin’ killin’ shovelin’ alebumaye Alebumaye killin’ shovelin’ killin shovelin’ alebumaye I’m plannin’ ahead every moment i sit Alebumaye killin’ shovelin’ killin’ alebumaye Alebumaye killin shovelin’ killin’shovelin’ alebumaye I’m plannin’ ahead whenever …

Stefflon Don – Favourite Girl Lyrics

Uh, Will to the Jada Elizabeth, he need me like the paper I got a bad attitude and it stink But he still loves me like alcoholic loves a drink Can you love my imperfections? Only you know Sing out you are my favourite girl You know you are my girl Say she haffi do it ’til the mornin’ come Work, work, work, work, work Get love in di phone ’til the callin’ done Work, work, work, work, work Say she haffi do it ’til the mornin’ come Broken, work, work, work, work, work Get love in di phone ’til the callin’ done Work, work, work, work, work Stretch marks any part in the section Quick thoughts, no phones or reception My baby keep me calm with affection [Chorus: Haile] Why I never whine my favourite girl Sing out you are my favourite girl Lookin’ at me, aye, my favourite girl Go down, go down, I hear it Sing out the song now, oh What is this loving? Only you know Sing out you are my favourite girl You know you are my girl Say she haffi do it ’til the mornin’ come Work, work, work, work, work Get love in di phone ’til the callin’ done Work, work, work, work, work [Verse 2: Stefflon Don] (Don, uh) [?], heard I’m next up, yeah, I’m on draft Labels stop when I ring ’cause I’m hot prob’ Puttin’ rocks where my vest up, all that chest love Foreign rocks like it’s hopscotch and I won’t stop I dismiss all you chicks Spit from the E 5th and I’m proud Here’s to BIG PON Diamonds lookin’ like my albino friend Stick with, repossession tick when they hear the click, click Pussy drippin’ like a broken tap, drip, drip Boss up, call me [?] make it clap Belly fat, pussy poppin’ from the fat [Chorus: Haile & Stefflon Don] Why I never whine my favourite girl Sing out you are my favourite girl Lookin’ at me, aye, my favourite girl Go down, go down, I hear it Sing out the song now, oh What is this loving? Only you know Sing out you are my favourite girl You know you are my girl ‘Cause you know we haffi do it ’til the mornin’ come Broken, work, work, work, work, work Give me good livin’ so mi [?] Broken, work, work, work, work, work …

Stefflon Don & DJ Khaled – Win Lyrics

[Intro: DJ Khaled] This the realest shit I ever said (DJ Khaled!) They don’t want us to make it They want us miserable, they want us broke They wanna finish us They don’t want us to win (another one) So we gon’ win more pon dem bumboclaat [Verse 1: Stefflon Don] They don’t wan see mi mek it Everyday, another ghetto yute haffi leg it Dem a just neglected All dem try on a set, none a dem couldn’t set it Dem nuh wan see we mek it Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see we mek it Turn dem and we set it Every hour mi win, dem nuh don’t wan mi see get it [Pre-Chorus: Stefflon Don] Big mi up pon the lean, star But we know that the fussy dem nuh don’t like we Dem wan itch up, itch up in a corner But they just wan spite we [Chorus: Stefflon Don] Dem nuh wan see mi win Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see we win [Verse 2: Stefflon Don] Dem badmind and jealous Dem a pree mi ting, a wish bad fi it But God blessings, a God mi seh God blessings, a God mi seh Every night, mi a pray to Jah, me seh Dem nuh really badmind like dem, no Clean heart a win everyday, good over evil a wan mi seh Fuck all dem badmind people dem Dem all dirty, dem all dirty, yeah Dem nuh don’t wan see we win People hot and badmind, dem nuh wan see we win Dem a chat ’bout mi ting Chat dem a chat but dem nah do a ting Dem nuh wan see we win, dem nuh wan see we win Chat dem a chat ’bout mi ting but Not a penny dem have inna dem bank book [Chorus: Stefflon Don] Dem nuh wan see mi win Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see mi win Dem nuh wan see mi win Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see mi win Dem nuh wan see mi win Dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan, dem nuh wan see mi win Dem nuh wan see mi win Chat dem a chat but dem nah do a ting [Verse 3: Stefflon Don] You nah fi ask if I got it like dat Fresh, ever clean, …

Stefflon Don – Precious Heavy Lyrics

[Intro] Grimez [Verse 1] Fuck a nigga bring a bitch round Let me show him how to stack P Precious heavy, yeah, we crackin’ drinks This is everyting that I forseen Mummy cryin’ that was back when Steff Don was a likkle youth Now I’m grown, she don’t cry tears ‘Cause I drop racks, that’s mother care Payin’ is what they gon’ do Hearin’ comments, sayin’ shit for likes I’ma wish those likes paid Check the page, that’s android That CCTV footage Bitch, you need a new phone How you comment in them shit you don’t own? [Chorus] Pull up on then they never stick around Please don’t comapre me to these pussy bitches now Precious heavy, yeah, we crackin’ drinks We run the city, ain’t nobody in my lane Pull up on then they never stick around Please don’t comapre me to these pussy bitches now Precious heavy, yeah, we crackin’ drinks We run the city, everybody know my name [Verse 2] Rappers’ bodies gettin’ carried away Don’t bury them ‘less you’re a minute late Very blessed when I check my safe My name ringin’ in every state 5-star on my sheets 40 racks while I sleep Killin’ niggas and bitches too Discrimination, I don’t do Promise to win, I’ll never lose Fuck a ring, I’m drippin’ juice No love but self love Selfless but caught up Dumyoung ting, torn up Fuck boys get your money up Bitches mad ’cause I’m comin’ up [Chorus] Pull up on then they never stick around Please don’t comapre me to these pussy bitches now Precious heavy, yeah, we crackin’ drinks We run the city, ain’t nobody in my lane Pull up on then they never stick around Please don’t comapre me to these pussy bitches now Precious heavy, yeah, we crackin’ drinks We run the city, everybody know my name [Verse 3] Time runnin’ out of focus Slide bitches, mai tai, you haffi go look If you know my side, you know that I’m with the stuff Watch it when I ride, don’t compare me, oh Pull up in the drop top Mixtape fire, know you had to stop drop Fuckin’ with my mother, eat your 16 shots Ting so secure, I don’t need no padlock Dem could never walk in my shoes Dem could never get a 1.2 I don’t even lie, just tell the truth I just tell the truth …

Stefflon Don – Crunch Time Lyrics

bit, need it like a dumpling while I’m coming pee On your knees (hot one), pretty like Flacko Jodye Eat this pussy like it’s finger lickin’ chicken on a molies [Hook] Bitches steady trippin’, they be hatin’ cause I’m stuntin’ When I pull up they be dippin’ out, these hoes ain’t sayin’ nothin’ Rule number one, never fuck with a Don Shots to your bun, if I’m coming better run Bitches steady trippin’, they be hatin’ cause I’m stuntin’ When I pull up they be dippin’ out, these hoes ain’t sayin’ shit Rule number one, never fuck with a Don Shots to your bun, if I’m coming better run bitch [Verse 2] Get’ em up, lick’ em down, they don’t want these problems now Get these hoes see me, they see me but they don’t want me round Keep your crown clown, I’ma done what the bloodclaat Me nuh talk, I leave fishes swimmin’ in a blood bath Let’ em marinade then fry ’em until they turn soft Ejaculate on bitches tell them fi lick the cum off Who she think she really playin’ with I’m that kid with no patience, I ain’t playing bitch Talking lips moving quick but ain’t saying shit Dark knight, dim the light cause they aging quick [Hook] Bitches steady trippin’, they be hatin’ cause I’m stuntin’ When I pull up they be dippin’ out, these hoes ain’t sayin’ nothin’ Rule number one, never fuck with a Don Shots to your bun, if I’m coming better run Bitches steady trippin’, they be hatin’ cause I’m stuntin’ When I pull up they be dippin’ out, these hoes ain’t sayin’ nothin’ Rule number one, never fuck with a Don Shots to your bun, if I’m coming better run bitch [Intro] Ayo, It’s crunch time niggas in 9, come get yo dick slime Noreaga, there ain’t no ho running through my bloodline Jet set what bitches gone bench, they swinging bullets Government give me your money, cash, I don’t want checks [Verse] I ain’t never flopped, ask about me If you want If you see me in the bank, come bout to fuck a couple racks Ay, heads turn when I enter, got the best furs to your mister But I want him he ain’t got shit, I’m a big bird not slender Juice drip, collard greens, dirty money, pussy clean T.E.

Stefflon Don – Finesse Lyrics

[Intro] Don, uh [Verse] Bitch, I been finessin’ since the eighth grade But now I’m gettin’ paid just to show face If your nigga bummy, tell that nigga skate Most my bitches hoes but they never fake Still won’t pay the bill, even if I ate I don’t pay for meals, I don’t go on dates But I still get the cake ate Cake, cake, cake, cake, cake, cake Toes on my page, livin’ out my case Block, b-b-blockin’ that same pace Bitch, I’m pretty, but I’m big parkin’ This ain’t ordinary, got the guards watchin’ This ain’t ordinary, ask my nigga Drake He told me I’m the realest and them bitches fake Never play the bench, I don’t play it safe Don’t cut your nose just to spite your face I stay livin’ and I’m learnin’ every day Like I be chillin’ fuckin’ with the real estate You never set trends if you don’t take risks This ain’t my opinion, this a practice [Chorus] Secure, secure, secure The bag secure, secure, secure The bag secure, secure, secure The bag secure, secure, secure The bag I stay livin’ and I’m learnin’ every day Not everybody wanna see who win the race I work hard just to lock this I pray to God that he got this I stay livin’ and I’m learnin’ every day Not everybody wanna see who win the race I work hard just to lock this I pray to God that he got this

Stefflon Don – Both Ways Lyrics

[Chorus: Fekky] Ay, strike a pose, ay, everything you can get, everything fraud Push it back touch your toes, No, I stunt on my phone Bitch please wash my clothes, they was hatin’ we don’t throw [?] tip ghost Oh my, oh my day, hey [?] Pussy lickin like what [?] [Verse: Stefflon Don] Why everyone in was in [?] Reposition tit, when it hit the clip, dip, dip Pussy drippin’ like a broken tap stroke in from the back Bullseye, on my fat back make it clap clap Belly fat, uh, stretchmarks on Adidas Pull in on, on that weight, we don’t reclips money come off Came [?] baby boy just cool off But my nails did dope about a gel tape glow Is she leavin’ why she leavin’ with no funds (that’s dumb) If he playin’ rock the boy and show it strugs (hold on) Don’t forget to find a bitch and bangarap Until the bitch is fucking lit so she’s on level up [Chorus: Fekky] Ay, strike a pose, ay, everything you can get, everything fraud Push it back touch your toes, No, I stunt on my phone Bitch please wash my clothes, they was hatin’ we don’t throw [?] tip ghost Oh my, oh my day, hey [?] Pussy lickin like what [Verse: Fekky] [?] [Chorus: Fekky] Ay, strike a pose, ay, everything you can get, everything fraud Push it back touch your toes, No, I stunt on my phone Bitch please wash my clothes, they was hatin’ we don’t throw [?] tip ghost Oh my, oh my day, hey [?] Pussy lickin like what

Stefflon Don & Future – What You Want Lyrics

I gave ’em all I had I gave ’em all I had My niggas in the feds, my niggas on deck Grimez [Pre-Chorus: Stefflon Don & Future] They don’t know my struggles (struggles) They don’t know my pain (they don’t know my pain) They don’t know how many times I almost went insane (almost went insane) They don’t know the hustle (hustle) They can’t feel my pain (they can’t feel my pain) That’s why I’m cashin’ out and I spend racks on racks on racks [Chorus: Stefflon Don & Future] On Gucci, Gucci (Gucci) Louis, Louis, Louis (Louis, Louis, Louis) Gucci, Gucci (Gucci) Louis, Louis, Louis (Louis, Louis, Louis) Gucci, Gucci (Gucci) Louis, Louis, Louis (Louis, Louis, Louis) Gucci, Gucci (Gucci) Louis, Louis, Louis (yeah, yeah) [Post-Chorus: Stefflon Don & Future] Oh, I got diamonds on my neck, yeah Gucci, Gucci Louis, Louis, Louis (diamonds on my neck) I got these bitches goin’ cray Gucci, Gucci Louis, Louis, Louis (I got these bitches goin’ cray) I got ’em all singin’ Gucci, Gucci Louis, Louis, Louis (and I got them all singin’) [Verse 1: Stefflon Don & Future] Pull up on your block, got you wishin’ that I was dead (woo) Heard that they been comin’, I been waitin’ in the sunset (oh, no) I be with my niggas all day, bet you can thumb press (yeah, yeah) Thing go brrrr, good, got that grrrr, that’s your blood check (na, na, na) Yeah, I don’t know about that (they heard them gunshots) I don’t know why they mad, I’m just doin’ all I can (yeah, yeah) Keep it all comin’, I got it, I serve it, and run and fuck they heads off Pullin’ up, bill it up, run it up, fuck it up, you should know I got it, yeah Ooh, they can’t walk in my shoes (what they want from me?) You know what is is (what you want from me? I gave you all I had I gave you all I had What the fuck you want from me? I gave it all I had I gave you all I had What you want from me? What the fuck you want from me? [Intro: Future] I fell in love, my money gettin’ head Free Bandz I got you chillin’ on my bed spread Steff, what up? I gave it all I had) Diamonds on my neck and my …

Stefflon Don – Uber Lyrics

[Intro: Stefflon Don] Uh, oh Don, oh (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh [Chorus: Stefflon Don] Put your ass in a Uber I’ma make you come sooner I just wanna lay with you now I just wanna lay with you now So put your ass in a Uber Comin’ over in a Uber I just wanna lay with you now But I swear, baby, do not, do not, do not [Post-Chorus: Stefflon Don] Do not, do not, mmm, mmm Waste my time Do not, do not, mmm, mmm Waste my time Do not, do not, mmm, mmm Waste my time Do not, do not [Verse 1: Stefflon Don] [?] have it, just know I got it Know me fi haffi wrap up di road, I got it Every time they see me and you, I got it They know I’m nothin’ with fools, I got it That body haffi get fling up, I got it Know money make di Don turn her skin off, I got it You know me got di ice for your cool Wrap up your tings, turn mi big bed in a swimmin’ pool I got what you want, pull up, pull You’ll rock the world if you’re mine I don’t really talk but do for you, pull up, just pull up But please don’t waste my time today [Chorus: Stefflon Don] Put your ass in a Uber I’ma make you come sooner I just wanna lay with you now I just wanna lay with you now So put your ass in a Uber Comin’ over in a Uber I just wanna lay with you now But I swear, baby, do not, do not, do not [Post-Chorus: Stefflon Don] Do not, do not, mmm, mmm Waste my time Do not, do not, mmm, mmm Waste my time Do not, do not, mmm, mmm Waste my time Do not, do not [Verse 2: Ebenezer] I know you hate waitin’ Steff, when I pull up, it’s a lingerie ting Yeah, you look good and you know this I’m lucky that your ex didn’t notice Coco butter skin, you’re smooth like I’m just tryna get you in the mood like You look summertime fine And even better in the pool light Oh, timing Baby, put your phone on silent Take the night off, you deserve it She the [?] to the island, dumb ting I’ll bring it over if you …

​Ariana Grande – pete davidson Lyrics

[Intro] Mmm, yeah, yuh [Verse] I thought you into my life, whoa Look at my mind, yeah No better place or a time How they align Universe must have my back Fell from the sky into my lap And I know you know That you’re my soulmate and all that I’m like ooh, ooh My whole life got me ready for you, ooh, ooh Got me happy, happy I’ma be happy, happy, yeah I’ma be happy, happy Won’t get no crying from me, yeah Gonna be happy, happy I’ma be happy, happy I’ma be happy, happy, yeah Gonna be happy, happy I’ma be happy, happy I’ma be happy, happy, yeah Gonna be happy, happy I’ma be happy, happy I’ma be happy, happy

Ariana Grande – sweetener Lyrics

[Chorus] When life deals us cards Make everything taste like it is salt Then you come through like the sweetener you are To bring the bitter taste to a halt [Post-Chorus] And then you get it, get it, get it, get it (ayy) Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it (ayy) Flip it, flip it, flip it You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh) Twist it, twist it, twist it, twist it Mix it and mix it and mix it and mix it Kiss it, kiss it, kiss it You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh) [Verse 1] I like the way you lick the bowl (sheesh) Somehow your method touches my soul (sheesh, yeah) It lifts me up to heights unknown (ayy) So when they ask, “How’s life?” I go (sheesh, sheesh) [Chorus] When life deals us cards Make everything taste like it is salt Then you come through like the sweetener you are To bring the bitter taste to a halt [Post-Chorus] And then you get it, get it, get it, get it (ayy) Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it (ayy) Flip it, flip it, flip it You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh) Twist it, twist it, twist it, twist it Mix it and mix it and mix it and mix it Kiss it, kiss it, kiss it You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh) [Verse 2] Your mama sent us horoscopes (sheesh) Had so much fun watching them unfold (sheesh, yeah) You said she like me, I smiled, I know (ayy) So when they ask, “How’s life?” I go (sheesh, sheesh) [Chorus] When life deals us cards Make everything taste like it is salt Then you come through like the sweetener you are To bring the bitter taste to a halt [Post-Chorus] And then you get it, get it, get it, get it Hit it, hit it, hit it, hit it Flip it, flip it, flip it You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh) Twist it, twist it, twist it, twist it Mix it and mix it and mix it and mix it Kiss it, kiss it, kiss it You make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh) [Bridge] And then we lay it back, talk the rest of the night Things that we can light make me say oh, oh (sheesh, sheesh) Talking about what you wanna do, …

Ariana Grande – successful Lyrics

(Issa surprise, surprise, Issa surprise, surprise) Mmm ah, oh, I’ma give it to ya (Mhm) Mmm ah, oh, I’ma give it to ya (Oh, yeah) Do you like it, babe? (What else is there to say, boy?) Say, bae, you should play with me, babe [Chorus] Yeah, it feels so good to be so young And have this fun and be successful, mmm (I, I, I) I’m so successful And, girl, you too, you are so young, mm, oh, woah And beautiful and so successful, woah yeah I’m so successful, yeah, yeah [Bridge] Let me put my hands over your eyes, mmm, yeah, mmm, yeah (Issa surprise, surprise, Issa surprise, surprise) Boy, are you ready for your surprise? (Do you like it, babe?) Does it give you chills? (Does it give you chills?) Does it make you feel cold? Yeah (Does it make you feel?) [Pre-Chorus] Oh, oh, oh, woah Tonight, I’m a baller, babe, mmm, oh (Tonight, I’m a baller, baby) Even way beneath it, oh, woah (Even way beneath me) What else is there to say, boy? (What else is there to say, boy?) Say, bae, you should play with me, babe [Chorus] Yeah, it feels so good to be so young And have this fun and be successful, yeah I’m so successful, yeah And, girl, you too, you are so young And beautiful and so successful, oh, woah, yeah I’m so successful [Verse 2] This ain’t nothing ordinary for me (Issa surprise, surprise) We ain’t goin’ to your favorite place (Issa surprise, surprise, yeah, yeah) You keep asking, “What is so special?” (Issa surprise, surprise) You really wanna know? [Intro] Yeah, yeah, mmm, oh, yeah Yeah, ooh, ooh, yeah [Verse 1] I just got some real good news from work, boy (Issa surprise, surprise) You can’t imagine what I’m ’bout to say (Issa surprise, surprise) It’s so hard to hold back, baby (Issa surprise, surprise) I’m so excited, I can hardly wait (Issa surprise, surprise) Listen, bae [Pre-Chorus] Tonight, I’m a baller, babe (Tonight, I’m a baller, baby) Even way beneath it, yeah, oh, woah (Even way beneath me) What else is there to say, boy? Oh, woah (What else is there to say, boy?) Say, bae, you should play with me, babe [Chorus] Yeah, it feels so good to be so young And have this fun and be successful I’m so successful, yeah And, girl, you …

Rihanna – Bad Bitch (Demo) Lyrics

[Verse 1: Beyonce] He wanna feel my summer rain The thunder roar, yeah he wanna bang All of these bitches but he want the coldest yeah Cuz you prima donnas got nothin’ on me Classy, seductive, a devil in Prada yeah Turn on your cameras there’s something to see (Cameras in motion from this pop star controversy Rihanna Another day another new photo of Rihanna Getting involved in the currents and current) [Pre-Chorus: Both] I guess I got a reputation now Call me Cruella, Medusa, that’s something I’m used to I-I-I I’m sure you heard the story And I’m the one to blame A thousand hearts are broken But love is a game so fuck what you sayin’ [Chorus: Beyoncé] Lord knows, I must be a 10 I’m a 12 to a 10 You can’t fuck with me No Lord, Lord knows, this shit be everything Don’t give a fuck but I’m celibate I’m on my selfish shit You cain’t mess with this Cuz I’ma Bad bitch Bad bitch Bad bitch Bad bitch (K-K-K-Killin’ these hoes) They tellin’ me They tellin’ me (K-Killin’ these niggas) They tellin’ me They tellin’ me Killin’ these hoes Killin’ these niggas K-K-K-Killin’ these hoes Killin’ these niggas [Verse 2: Beyonce] Get a space where my heart was There’s a crater I got feelings but no hard ones See you later Get a space where my heart was There’s a crater (But I got, But I got) I got feelings but no hard ones See you later [Pre-Chorus: Rihanna] I guess I got a reputation now Call me Cruella, Medusa, that’s something I’m used to I-I-I I’m sure you heard the story And I’m the one to blame A thousand hearts are broken But love is a game so fuck what you sayin’ [Chorus: Both] Lord knows, I must be a 10 I’m a 12 to a 10 You can’t fuck with me No Lord, Lord knows, this shit be everything Don’t give a fuck but I’m celibate I’m on my selfish shit You cain’t mess with this Cuz I’ma Bad bitch Bad bitch Bad bitch Bad bitch (K-K-K-Killin’ these hoes) They tellin’ me They tellin’ me (K-Killin’ these niggas) They tellin’ me They tellin’ me Killin’ these hoes Killin’ these niggas K-K-K-Killin’ these hoes Killin’ these niggas [Bridge/Outro: Rihanna] Get a space where my heart was There’s a crater I got feelings but no …

Beyoncé – Wake Up (R.E.M Demo) Lyrics

[Intro] I don’t wanna wake, wake [Verse 1] Excuse me? Boy you’re such a dream to me, yeah, yeah [Bridge] So to whom It may concern Please don’t disturb me Can’t you see? Boy you’re such a dream to me, yeah, yeah [Outro: Beyoncé & Blue Ivy] *Baby Noises* Ma ma, ma ma (Don’t mess with my baby You better not mess with my baby) I see you peeking, don’t wanna hear a peep Wait [Chorus] Before you speak, don’t move ‘Cause I don’t wanna wake up Wake up, wake up, wake up Don’t wanna wake up, oh Wake up, wake up, wake up You’re such a dream If you can believe? Nobody but I do But you are not a picture, I can’t cut you up or hide you I’ll get you out my mind, hmm, I try to Why you in my dreams? Um, I love you Who starts a conversation like that? I’m happy, happily sleep, yeah [Chorus] Before you speak, don’t move ‘Cause I don’t wanna wake up Wake up, wake up, wake up I don’t wanna wake up, oh Wake up, wake up, wake up You’re such a dream (You’re such dream) If you can believe? I knew You knew how to be there, you knew how to treat it You knew how to keep it, I wanna do more than touch you I’m tryna turn two single people into a couple What’s your next month like? Ooh child, I can stop praying now That’s life, let’s rewind To the day when I met you Throwback Dear God, how could I forget you? Boy you’re such a dream to me, yeah, yeah [Verse 2] Hey there, boy, I love you I’m feeling like I know you, I can’t help but wanna thug you I’m watching all these broads trying so damn hard But I can’t even blame ’em ’cause you’re so irresistible I want to stand by you, I won’t ever dare to tell I think I heard some wedding bells (All to yourself) Is this real? Your sex Boy it feels just like a dream to me Now [Chorus] Before you speak, don’t move ‘Cause I don’t wanna wake up Wake up, wake up, wake up Don’t wanna wake up, oh Wake up, wake up, wake up You’re such a dream (You’re such dream) If you can believe? Tell me what you up to …

Young Thug – U Ain’t Slime Enough Lyrics

I’ll invade your lane, I suggest you take a detour (woo, woo, woo!) And please check the decor, and y’all drinkin’, we pour Never say that we poor, y’all keep actin’ Bitch I’m goin’ Eeyore, is it just me or… these hoes need to level up? I beat that shit like congo, I pass hoes Rondo (slat) Then I go inside that Louis purse, run ho Proudly I kick shit, with thousands money pilin’ up Y’all be on that internet, but money is not dialin’ up Your wild dreams ain’t wild enough, so what you come at me for? Just bought a green Birkin, call her 7-Up Your real isn’t real enough, so tell me what you fishin’ for [Refrain: Karlae] Yeah, yeah these bitches ain’t slime enough Yeah, yeah these niggas not slime enough Yeah, yeah these bitches ain’t slime enough Yeah, yeah these niggas not slime enough [Chorus: Young Thug] I slime you out, so I have you on this wing jet I slime you out, and split it with the team, yeah I slime you out, we pull up with the sting, yeah I slime you out, [?] with a machine, yeah I slime you out, I slime you motherfuckers out I slime you out, we comin’ burnin’ up your house I slime you out, you can see it in my eyes (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) [Verse 2: Young Thug] I scream “Slime, slime, slime,” they come in a rush I got snakes tatted on me and my chain on my neck I slimed up my grandma Diamonds on my Cartiers, I see farther than Farrakhan (woo) I know niggas gettin’ extorted, like the common cold I done ate cereal out a plate, I done ate cereal out a bowl Niggas ain’t slimy enough, niggas ain’t grimy enough I got black diamonds like my grandpa’s snuff Way more money than you Ain’t no sympathy, no Niggas’ll wipe your nose like you’re sick, you know? [Chorus: Young Thug] I slime you out, so I have you on this wing jet I slime you out, and split it with the team, yeah I slime you out, we pull up with the sting, yeah I slime you out, [?] with a machine, yeah I slime you out, I slime you motherfuckers out I slime you out, we comin’ burnin’ up your house I slime you out, you can …

Young Thug – Tsunami Lyrics

oh well, I could never not tell I’m not tryna do it well, buy Chanels for your tears [Chorus] Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave Wheezy the wave Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave Wheezy the wave Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave, tsunami wave Wheezy the wave, tsunami wave If you tryna fuck in one night, all the dawgs Young Aviator Keyyz, gotta pass along Young Aviator Keyyz, never stoppin’ Aviator Keyyz, right behind me Aviator Keyyz, changin’ climate [Intro] Yeah Wheezy outta here [Chorus] Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave Wheezy the wave Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave Wheezy the wave Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave, tsunami wave Wheezy the wave, tsunami wave If you tryna fuck in one night, all the dawgs Young Aviator Keyyz, gotta pass along Young Aviator Keyyz, never stoppin’ Aviator Keyyz, right behind me Aviator Keyyz, changin’ climate [Verse 1] Hundred thousand E’s I pull up with a hundred pounds of weed Aviator Chanel, double C’s I got every single kind out Told the girl ain’t no timeout I perfected this rhymin’ Nothin’ but foreigns I’m ridin’ in Finally rich and it’s showin’, and I’m lettin’ it I’ve been goin’ near the sun lately Everything that I’m in, yeah, it came, yeah I got 26 Cuban Doll chains, yeah Nigga takin’ this shit down Sunset [Chorus] Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave Wheezy the wave Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave Wheezy the wave Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave Wheezy the wave Young Wheezy the wave, young Wheezy the wave Wheezy the wave If you tryna fuck in one night, all the dawgs Young Aviator Keyyz, gotta pass along Young Aviator Keyyz, never stoppin’ Aviator Keyyz, right behind me Aviator Keyyz, changin’ climate [Verse 2] I like the way she give head I call her Mitchell and Ness I keep a drum on the TEC (brrt) I gotta protect all my kids (brrt) I don’t need no help with this (brrt) Bitch, put my kids on your tits I put your name on my wrist Right, Richard Mille my wrist See my bag, bitch, see my bitch behind me Gold diamonds with, match the side-kick I made promises, and I’m keepin’ it Get the Range Rover, autobiography Talkin’ crazy, slap his ass with the …

Young Thug – Goin Up Lyrics

Do you love me baby? Like I love you baby Keed Yeah [Chorus: Lil Keed] Yeah, in that Bentley coupe doin’ the whole thing Throw that shit up to the roof, bitch we balling Bring them bitches in the room if they all in I spent so many racks on these pants, bitch I’m stylin’ Bitch I’m goin’ up, bitches goin’ down me Bitch I’m slowed up, I been drinking codeine So much blue cheese in these pants, look like the money huggin’ me And when I hop off in the crowd they hold me way way up [Verse 1: Young Thug] I put some bread in my pocket, Jimmy Dean I add a rose gold chain when I drink my lean I add Chanel on the rip of shawty’s jeans (slatt) I need a Tylenol, I’m popped too many beans I’m at the VMA awards, now bring ’em out I left the dentist with some braces in her mouth (tighten it up) I told your darling, shawty was on south I take this Rari, park it at the house I tell her it stop it, call me and take this up I told her to stop it, I got on my knees up I bought you the Rollie, you know it came forty-four B’d up, yeah Cupid fishbowl is at the top I put the tint on it (yeah), she tryna sit on it (yeah) I throw the climax (what?), I got the deal on it, yeah It came in wireless (what?), I spent a rent on it (yeah) I’m smokin’ on thrax pack, gotta keep the seal on it, yeah (that’s kush) You catch a body, gotta put appeal on it, yeah I’m Prince high-key, straight out the trenches with it, yeah I’m Bob Marley, the next century yeah Hopped in with your boo Wanna see chest up and then nothin’ else [Chorus: Lil Keed] Yeah, in that Bentley coupe doin’ the whole thing Throw that shit up to the roof, bitch we balling Bring them bitches in the room if they all in I spent so many racks on these pants, bitch I’m stylin’ Bitch I’m goin’ up, bitches goin’ down me Bitch I’m slowed up, I been drinking codeine So much blue cheese in these pants, look like the money huggin’ me And when I hop off in the crowd they hold me way way up …