Kid Ink - Dream Big (Freestyle) Lyrics

Dream Big (Freestyle) Lyrics by Kid Ink

[Intro: Kid Ink]
Yeah

[Verse 1: Kid Ink]
Okay, right off top take one to the head no warning
Shot live fast die young don't morn'
If I dont make it through the night
Or should I say the morning?
Beast mode how a nigga feel in this moment
Made my mind I make history
Now I make it rain cause I made it through the storm
Storm in the buildin like shit is my apartment
Meant it when I said it I need a minute to we finish
Section so deep, motherfucker barely fittin'
Feelin myself, fuck a hater nigga feelings
Fill up my cup, to the motherfuckin' ceilin'
Better cop your chick before I Pittsburgh Steel-her nigga
All on my old shit, you old niggas expired
It keeps my inspired, stay rollin' up fire
Been cookin' no timer, no time outs a time off
Off then we passing around money like off rim
Bossin' in this bitch, boss bitch know how to work
Work hard for the money baby shit could be worse
Worst lie I ever told, was that I wasnt the truth
Truth to be told, I never seen a loss or a truth too
Loose blunt hittin' like a train choo choo
Proof shows aint nothing unless I really got a ...
Still sleeping on me now, I'mma ring the alarm
Right along with the bomb, I'mma drop on your noggin

[Bridge: Kid Ink]
Man Im just tryna double up though
Douple cup dont my double up flow

[Hook: Kid Ink]
Got two in the air two eyes to the throne
Cant have too much, need more
All I know is dream big and live large
All I know is dream big and live large
All I know is dream big and live large
All I know is dream big, we livin' large motherfucker look

Kid Ink - Dream Big (Freestyle) Lyrics

Run The Jewels (Killer Mike + El-P) - Banana Clipper Lyrics (Ft. Big Boi)

Banana Clipper Lyrics by Run The Jewels (Killer Mike + El-P) Ft. Big Boi

[Verse 1: Killer Mike]
I move with the elegance of an African elephant
I presented the evidence eloquent as a president
Evident, it's whatever since I deserve me a championship
But before I banana clip, I'mma chill so my man can rip

[Verse 2: El-P]
Little man against... and with the heart of an orphan
I've got the words of a murderer and an eye for distortion
You take a slice of my portion, I'll take a piece of your profit
I'll drive at illegal speeds and keep an oz. in my pocket

[Verse 3: Killer Mike]
We run the jewels in your town, a quarter pound on my person
I'm known for pounding the stage, I'm talkin' burning and cursing
Producer gave me a beat, said "it's the beat of the year!"
I said "El-P didn't do it, so get the fuck out of here!"

[Verse 4: El-P]
You wanna hang? Bring your throat - I've got stool and a rope
I'm a slang pope - orang' in a land with a man's flow
A new addition to the art of the old code
That's fully retarded, and put a part in your bone dome

[Verse 5: Killer Mike]
And we the villains, we ain't tagged 'em as bad guys
Mercy me, merciless me, putting pain in their sad eyes
It's time for Skywalker talkers to meet the true Darth Vader
I hit your mom in '03, but a G ain't ate her
So baby boy, you should tighten up and show some respect
Before I Melvin on you, Jody, put my arm on my neck
Or worse yet, be the reason your girl want a divorce
Be at her crib with your kids sayin' "fuck your fort!"
Lil' nigga...

[Verse 6: El-P]
The style is radiation leaking, my island
Also known as Chernobyl talk, listen for the sirens
Where's the green? I'm a hoarder - you're the poor distorter
Sort of morbid, sonning these fuckin' whoredom explorers
I'm bored - enough of your bummy shit, it's numb to the core, sure
You sucked a good dick for the fame and couldn't resist getting played
I fuck like I'm headed to war, I'm really not playing no games
Like... goddamnit, I'll kill the Carrie that mentions my name

[Verse 7: Killer Mike]
I'm a soldier of fortune, a mercenary on beat
I'm merciless, I'll torture emcees, tie up both of their feet
If they refuse to run the jewels, we beat the bottoms of feet
I'm talkin grip pliers, guys, to the top of your teeth
And me a Jaime killed the competition, top of the heap
Is where we staying, with their corpses resting under our feet
I sent their moms a little cash and a sympathy letter
Told her she "raised a bunch of fuck boys - next time, do better"
Bitch...

[Verse 8: Big Boi]
We the old Atlanta, new Atlanta, future of the city
Daddy Fat Sax don't give a damn
'Cause can't no new nigga get with me
Now it's true niggas or simply simpleminded Simple Simons
Being dumbed down by the local radio stations by design, and...
But I be rhyming - no payola is required
My bank account obese as fuck while yours sits on a diet
Nigga, your lease is up, you're fired - quiet, that's how the boss talk
Retain ownership on everything, every car bought
And paid for, no neighbours 'cause I'm sittin' on acres
Went to Vegas, jumped a broom 'cause I wasn't trippin' on papers
Or no pre-nuptial agreement for my money
If we broke up, and she took half, I'd still be sitting on commas
Eight figures, nigga...

Run The Jewels (Killer Mike + El-P) - Banana Clipper Lyrics (Ft. Big Boi)

Ro Ransom - Ebony & Ivory Lyrics

Ebony & Ivory Lyrics by Ro Ransom

[Verse 1]
Keep it to yourself, baby keep it on the low
I'm a fucking rolling stone, ain't nobody gotta know
You can tell 'em how it was, just don't tell em it was Ro
And my city never sleeps, fuck I look like moving slow?
I'm bout to ask baby girl if she wants to take a ride
Hit her with a pop quiz right now
Everybody watching our moves;
Man I guess it's really truth too
When they say that we them kids right now
You're messing with a true rap god...
I'm the best in the biz right now
I suggest you relax and take notes;
'Cause I'm bout to tell these busters
Just exactly what it is right now
I'm the shit right now, uh
My ex girl fucking with these other rappers
That's cool, cause there's none before, nothing after
And you can't escape me, ain't no ducking Casper
I'm on that purple and pink like a fucking raptor
Call me if you need it done
Too easy, gotta question if it's even fun
Ro Ransom Is The Future, like Vegeta's son
Handicap match with her friends, thats a three on one

[Hook]
Put it on my team, everything on me
Shooting for the top, Ebony & Ivory
I've got one of ones on me, money in my jeans
So much love for where I'm from
I ain't nothing like you've seen

[Verse 2:]
Go on, cop it, I don't care what the cost nigga
I'm in the building showing off like I'm Dolph Ziggler
I want the cars black and the lofts bigger
My heart cold dog, these hoes made the frost thicker
Like that Brooklyn girl that I was stuck on
That went and move the fuck on, so then I moved the fuck on
Now she's saying my name through the grapevine
So I'm changing my number at the same time
I'm everywhere, you ain't never there
You only come around when the weather's fair
In this bitch, making noise like a leather chair
You niggas stealth in the game like Metal Gear
I wish you would say my name go ahead chief
Sleeping on me? I put fire to the bedsheets
I went where the road led me,
It's funny how 'Yote dead beef,
But he still don't eat red meat

[Hook]

[Outro]
You out your mind, tryna go 'gainst me
Like coke and speed, ontop of some potent weed
Ain't no MC, can catch me on their old 10 speed
I'm so in the lead, fate, it was spoken to be
My niggas told me cut deeper make my foes 'dem bleed
And you know, Ro's friends get what Ro's friends need
You can bet I'll let em have it, Semi-automatic
When I pull it, it remains drawn, bullets in a rainstorm

Ro Ransom - Ebony & Ivory Lyrics

DJ Scream - Hustlaz Intuition Lyrics (Ft. Ace Hood, Gunplay & Ox From Belly)

Hustlaz Intuition Lyrics by DJ Scream Ft. Ace Hood, Gunplay & Ox From Belly

[Hook: Ace Hood]
I woke up this morning, mind told me go and get it
First thing, gotta... mama told me "boy, you trippin'"
Gotta go feed the fam, that's my hustler's intuition
Stay strapped every day - fuck you mean? Every second
That's my hustler's... hustler's intuition
That's my hustler's... hustler's intuition
That's my hustler's... hustler's intuition
Hustler's intuition, only way, I've got to give it

[Verse 1: Ace Hood]
Okay now, money my priority, that chopper's got authority
Wake up early morning it be sleeping right beside of me
First thing when I wake up, I get my cake up
How up in that wide body, shit feel like a spaceship
Go and get it, every penny out here like I'm piss poor
3-6-5 'round the clock, I hustle 24
Jumpin' up out that bucket, I'm like "fuck it," it's designer, hoe
Forgis on that Aston, pack that 4-doors with all kinds of hoes
Big money, big shit - long money, cruise ship
Promised mama, and I got us rich
Millionaire, they can't tell me shit
Feed the fam and my niggas I'm with
You don't feel that, you can suck my dick
Check my mojo - Polo flow
Top missing, oh Marco Po'

[Hook: Ace Hood]

[Verse 2: Gunplay]
I've got a fresh bomb of that yes-yes-y'all
...raw that you're wetting, whip hard
...let it dry and drive-by ten cars
...and diamonds 'bout as bright as ten gods
I've got a chopper, do you copy? 10-4
And I'm 'bout to bring it to your front step door
You ain't even gotta take one step forward
Snappin' on these pussies like a dumb, deaf dog
I need a pistol and a tweaker
But don't forget the beaker and the ether, neither
I've got dope in my dirty drawers
Duckin' crooked cops and dirty laws

[Hook: Ace Hood]

DJ Scream - Hustlaz Intuition Lyrics (Ft. Ace Hood, Gunplay & Ox From Belly)

Sean Paul - Do Ti Ting Lyrics

Do Ti Ting Lyrics by Sean Paul

(Verse 1)
Calling out to the top girls inna the world
Girl weh know seh dem a one of a kind
Bright like a diamond mi si dem a shine
Love how the girl dem a blow mi mind

Dem a blow mi mind
Girls inna the world
Girl dem weh know dem a one of a kind
Bright like a diamond mi si dem a shine
Love how the girl dem a blow mi mind
Dem a blow mi mind

(Chorus)
Do di thing girl, do di thing, thing, thing
Belly trim girls
Do di thing, thing, thing
Meck mi sing girl
Do di thing, thing, thing
Wa mi tell yo caw mi love all the vybz weh yo bring

Do di thing girl, do di thing, thing, thing
Gimma the swing girl
Do di thing, thing, thing
Caw yo win girl
Do di thing, thing, thing
Sean Paul a go love off the vybz weh yo bring

(Verse 2)
Baby girl just bring it come gimmi
Gyal yo let out, so mi boost, so come fi mi
Mi yo fi choose am a boss
So just cruse an get loose girl
And bring come pon hi
Ready fi do thing you know that am winning
Under mi juice so you know that am leading
Don’t ever lose when you roll so just let it
To di limit, to di, to di limit

(Repeat Chorus)

(Verse 3)
Keep tatic, just gimmi the automatic
Mi naw stop attack it
Mi naw stop rock it
Mi naw drop it
Mi just pick up the pase
Cause mi love si yo smiling face
Wine yo waistline girl
Don’t stop it
Mi love si yo crack it
Tic to the toc, mi a chap like a lass, buss weh like a rocket
When mi a slap it, all night wi gone
Happy you a the my girl just

(Repeat Chorus)

(Repeat Verse 1)

Sean Paul - Do Ti Ting Lyrics

Rockie Fresh - Kush Do (Remix) Lyrics (Ft. Wiz Khalifa)

Kush Do (Remix) Lyrics by Rockie Fresh Ft. Wiz Khalifa

[Verse 1: Rockie]
She say she like the sight of a nigga with vision
She say them corporate niggas boring, she want a musician
She know them hoes gon' hear my phone, she don't even be trippin'
She know she good just as long as she play her position
She so wet, tried to step and was sliding and slipping
She used to be a cheerleader, was splitting and flipping
She know a lot of niggas ballin' be hittin' and dippin'
But could Rockie be different?
Some hoes they say I be playin'
Don't hear shit that they're saying
I'm just history-making, you know the time that be taking?
Got no time to be faking, speak on what is true
And every time I'm gettin' high, then all I think about is you, yeah...

[Hook: Rockie]
I don't know what this kush do, but I think of you when I get high
I don't know what this kush do, but I think of you when I get high
I don't know what this kush do, but I think of you when I get high
Think of you when I get high, think of you when I get high
These other hoes they hate on you, but you find a way to get by
That attitude and that way you move
And your clothes and shoes just too fly
I don't know what this kush do, but I think of you when I get high
Think of you when I get high, think of you when I get high

[Verse 2: Wiz]
Think of you when I'm faded...
Think of you as my favorite...
Think of you when I'm smoking...
Think of you when I'm skating...
Think of you and no other hoes
So they think of you and start hating
Think of you when I'm balling
Let you count the money I'm making
We rollin' up...
It's going down, it's going down
When we showin' up...
Got a joint rolled, another joint rolled
A bong loaded up...
She even reps the gang when she's taking pictures
She's throwing it up...
Pour some gin, you're a ten
Goin' in 'til I'm finished
Girl your pussy ain't the same unless a real nigga in it
I'mma hit it like a habit
Turn you over and grab it
Love that kush and OJ
So I'mma roll one and stab it

[Hook x2: Rockie]

Rockie Fresh - Kush Do (Remix) Lyrics (Ft. Wiz Khalifa)

Young Scooter - Work Lyrics (Ft. Gucci Mane)

Work Lyrics by Young Scooter Ft. Gucci Mane

[Hook]
Only thing I know is get them packs in
Don’t ever let a nigga think you need him
Fuck a friend be about your business
Stayin' ten toes down and gettin' it
Work, work, work, work
Work, work, work, work

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
When you call a nigga phone and he don’t answer for you
That mean that nigga never gave a fuck about you
You’re in the streets, don’t keep your ID in your wallet
I got like six names, I can be anybody
Early in the morning got the stove rockin'
Everything I do I see somebody watching
Lost everything I had, the future’s said he got me
I turn them free bands to millions of dollars
Made some juugs with Dolph now I'm good in Ohio
Do you like my slick potna blow them packs by you
Hit up my dope phone ain’t working in the gump
So anything you want I got it in the trunk

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]

They say crime don’t pay when the crime don’t pay
Get in line, I’m flying in the sun they shine
Stay low, take time and I’m not gonna do time
Ain’t got no time, I’m a rough mine
Don’t ask how, I’m a cash cow
I can’t wait them cause I need ‘em now
So in slack and my pills don’t hang ‘em
I’m in the shootlane like I’m discharge
I got green, I ain’t acting with
I can kill a nigger, I can knock a bitch
And I can’t tell when and why, bitch
But I can tell have a break to a whole birthday
That two part, that old shit
Have a nigger ask where hoes quit
Lose a nigger head for a trophy
Then dump a nigger body by the ocean
Finger a bitch with my trigger finger
Same finger that I roll a blunt with
How the fuck you a hit man
And I paid you, and you ain't hit shit?
Not a board game, but I really scored
But I made a nigger whole see deep quick
Got a new map with a cooler on it
All you fools got a show on me

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Young Scooter]

You’re in the streets and you ain’t got it
Then you better take it
Every nigga around me is impatient
Down in Miami I know a couple of Haitians
Man got in projects that bring stupid crazy
Before the day over, twenty to the eighty
Remix like a cater, I serve you like a waiter
You on the block with no pack, nigga, I see you later
Got dope all flavors, catch me working daily
All I want is paper, D&G, we made it
Gotta go to work, you can’t be looking crazy
You trap and don’t deserve, if you know how to play it
I had to switch my house, these niggas snitching crazy

[Hook]

Young Scooter - Work Lyrics (Ft. Gucci Mane)

Problem - Roll Up Lyrics (Ft. T.I. & Snoop Dogg)

Roll Up Lyrics by Problem Ft. T.I. & Snoop Dogg

[Verse 1: Problem]
Compton, California
It's well known, I get it crackin', though
I already run my town, it's time to take it national
Real is all I ever speak, every quote is factual
Lick between my girly's legs
She's 'bout to cum, she grabs my 'fro
Serving balls like McEnroe - cheese, I need no macaro'
Play me like a Fruity Pop, goons'll pop that cantaloupe
When OT I go OD - it's two things that I'm gon' need:
A pack of bougie ghetto bitches and a pound of fire weed
That'll have me adios, gang of boos, Apollo show
Fuck 'em like I love 'em then I dip back to the barrio
Money spinning like a wheel, it's cool 'cause every day I earn
No one's higher, forest fire, check all the tree I burn
Chachi Mr. Maserati, J full of that kamikaze
Pop your hottie off a molly while she's cheesin' for paparazzi
Never sloppy, always cool - you the type that always lose
Always makin' money songs when yours as short as interludes
Ask you hoe, I've been the dude - beent the truth, never fake
Never hate - used to have to bend the rules to get my cake
Now I don't, now I'm straight - but my bitches ain't, though
Every day's a celebration - Diamond Lane, it's separation

[Hook: Problem]
I'm just ridin' 'round with my niggas smokin' weed
Pull up on my bitches, yeah, I'm smokin' weed
Handle most my business while I'm smokin' weed
Only the realest of the realest get to smoke with me
So roll up... (roll up, roll up...)
Go 'head, bro, roll up... (roll up)
Bitch, you wanna smoke, you'd better roll up
(Roll up, roll up...)
Go 'head and roll up... (roll up)
Or get the fuck from 'round me, pussy!

[Verse 2: T.I.]
I've got an O of bubble kush, finna roll that shit
Dirty Sprite, 2 litre, I'mma pour that shit
Got a bad bitch with me with a bad bitch with her
They back that ass, I throw that D
Not bullshit, I'm dead serious
All I wanna do is get bread here
Took her back to the condo, I didn't wan' fuck her
No sir, all I do is get head here
Hydro smoke all in the air
Ten bad bitches, big derrieres
Pretty toes, pretty titties, known millionaire
The Louis duffel, I can fit about ten in there
And what the fuck I care about if I offend a square?
Up your ass, shove your opinion there
Nigga, you lookin' at a self-made millionaire
Lil' nigga, but I walk like a grizzly bear
Okay, don't get it fucked up, we with this shit
What you rap 'bout, we did the shit
Remember standing in the trap, I had 50 nicks
Six months, came up, I had 50 bricks
100K looked like a meal ticket back in the day
Look at me know, I could double, triple that in a day
And that ain't some shit a nigga just happen to say
Literally, I'm tryna let you know what happened today
G4 touch down, Bentley pull 'round
Hopped in the back seat, her head went down
While I roll one up, double my cup
Pour up drink 'til I throw up
Everybody know I don't give no fuck
I'm rich, you don't like me? So what?
I'm drop-top riding, my Westside up
Hustle Gang in this bitch, nigga, get with us

[Hook: Problem]

[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]
A lot of y'all got Snoopy Dogg on y'all bucket list
You wanna smoke a bleeze? You wanna bust a flig?
I've got no problem with it - my nigs, just make it quick
I'm tryna lay low, hey hoe, as I stay low in your bitch
She couldn't roll a blunt 'til I taught the hoe
And now she's a pro
Easy though to freeze a hoe, pleasable and feasible
Scary thing, that Mary Jane
Gon' do her thing no matter what
Get... up, tizatted up - it's bad enough, next batter up
Dreaded up, breaded up - connect the dots, set it up
We blow 'til you can't get enough
Like "give that up," don't give a fuck
Rules I bend 'em, hoes I break 'em
Take they mind and in time reshape 'em
Once I got 'em, shoot 'em, shot 'em
Now the bitch is my new assistant
Lookin' good, steady twistin'
Exercise to maximize
Minimize my bottom, Problem
Let me tell you what I'm gon' do
Diamond Lane, comin' through
Sell a pound, maybe two
In the red, in the blue
Smokin' green like "what it do?"

[Hook: Problem]

Problem - Roll Up Lyrics (Ft. T.I. & Snoop Dogg)

Curren$y - Killer$ Lyrics (Ft. Trinidad James)

Killer$ Lyrics by Curren$y Ft. Trinidad James

[Intro]
Couple killers in my house smokin' on killer...
Ridin' in my killer broad in my car, killer...
Couple killers in my house smokin' on killer...
Ridin' in my killer broad in my car, killer...

[Verse 1: Currensy]
Yo, we still slingin' raps like crack
Suckas don't like that
We don't like 'em back
So we continue to stack - stay paid
Long as I stay alive and black
Highway ridin'
Homie, I'm swingin' like a bat
In and out of lanes
Kids hollerin' "what's that?"
A dream on wheels
Pimpin', I made it real
Established in 2008
We was major without a major deal
First they tried to play him
And now they gotta pay him
For real...

[Hook]
Couple killers in my house smokin' on killer
Ridin' in my killer broad in my car, killer
Couple killers in my house smokin' on killer
Ridin' in my killer broad in my car, killer
Hell... everything I do, I kill it...
Couple killers in my house smokin' on killer
Ridin' in my killer broad in my car, killer
Couple killers in my house smokin' on killer
Ridin' in my killer broad in my car, killer

[Verse 2: Trinidad James]
(Dick and James please)
(I'm so new in the game)
(But doing my own thing really matters)
(I go by James)
(I give no fucks)
(I believe in my dreams)
(And my dreams came through)
(Ha! kill it)
I've been a player for so long
I know how this game played
So you'll never see me on your bitch
Starting 5, starting 5...
...argument - paper, no plastic
Better than your average
I say I'm better than your average
Nigga up on your block now, old school feel
Nigga, OG dreams got me oh so trill
Jets, Gold Gang, that's the new ordeal
I said, Jets Gold Gang, that's the new ordeal, bitch

Curren$y - Killer$ Lyrics (Ft. Trinidad James)

J. Cole - New York Times Lyrics (Ft. 50 Cent & Bas)

New York Times Lyrics by J. Cole Ft. 50 Cent & Bas

[Verse 1 : J Cole]
New York times
Come listen to these New York rhymes
A southern nigga with a New York mind
In the concrete jungle of Queens trying to be kings
Getting to the money of sins by any means
As I watch it all, pain out, trying not to stand out
Fish out of water, unofficial reporter
Appear, life is a bitch I blow a kiss at her daughter
In a city with nigga will leave you shit outta order
So yeah, you heard the news, disturbing news
Shot a brother in the head, thank the lord he ain't dead
Was in a coma for months, eyes ain't opened them once
My nigga visibally stretch in a mess he's smoking a blunt
What could I say, I can't relate to that
All I do is pray for that
This is city god told me : 'go and make it' at
I got a date with destiny, I'm running late for that
Grab a paper, hey kid, you gotta pay for that

[Hook : 50 Cent & J Cole]
The New York Times (2x)
(Extra, extra, read all about it)
They say you can win anywhere
If you can win there
And you ain't been no where if you ain't been there
Same place, damn face, on the train, man
New York, New York

[Verse 2 : J Cole]
Hop on the F train, took the express train
Skip that local shit, my vocal sick
That's how success came
Once kings now we pawns in this chess game
Wall street got black slave blood stains
Which means, we built this city
And never got scraps while the devil got fat
In fact, reparation for niggas and desperation
Fuck money, get my kid a real education
Blood money spills, had a real revelation
Southside make you realize there's still segregation
Don't wanna preach I'm just thinking out loud
Sometimes I wanna save the world and I be thinking bout how
To lead my niggas to paradise
Imagine the world, free from pain
And we no longer scared the night
Far from the crime, the blind leading the blind
We gon make it primetime till we dyin'

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Bas]
How I go from selling reefa and plates
Till eating steaks with Cole and playing FIFA with Drake
Should've been in the States, property of the Jakes
Now I'm plotting on profits and properties on the lake
Let me property immigrate you to it
Show you how the heads of states and gangsters do it
Them niggas talk a lot of shit but they ain't been through it
I done been up in everything, cars you never seen
City's you never heard of, from the streets where they murder
Police observe us till they reach the verdict
Kill 'em all, fucking kill 'em all
If you can't send 'em till the pen, send 'em to the morgue
Send 'em to the Lord, fuck it, send his broad
Hundred shots through the dog but they never hit my heart, nigga
Bitch nigga, take a pause
Hundred shots through the dog you can never hit my heart

[Hook]

J. Cole - New York Times Lyrics (Ft. 50 Cent & Bas)

Joey Bada$$ - 95 Till Infinity Lyrics

95 Till Infinity Lyrics by Joey Bada$$

[Verse 1]
And we smoking, toking, potent herb
Preaching spoken words that might just poke your nerves
Hope you ain't scared
My chico scared
I peep the obscured, and what ain't normally easily to observe
I swear I'm born abnormally absurd
If I give you a piece of mind you've been disorderly disturbed
That's my word
Similes and verbs, now I'm eating
Retreating for seconds and thirds, y'all niggas seasoned
Don't worry what we ate, you don't want that plate
I combine yours with my quake, and make the earth shake
Supernatural disaster on you half-ass rappers
Pass the herb to an actual pastor
Word to the black lip bastard
I drop knowledge like a Five Percenter
Every time I drop a line, it touch like five placentas
Schooling your offspring
Drop heat all spring and stay hot for five novembers
I think y'all niggas lost me

[Hook]
95 til infinity time, we in disguise behind enemy lines
Women with no identity signs
They can't get my lines, used to give a fuck you could find
95 til infinity time, we in disguise behind enemy lines
And i just kill it everytime

[Verse 2]
Instead of lead slugs, I spreads the love,
Like a bed bugaboo does I'm in the W with your lovable slut
I'm in the walls while you bugging her up
I'll do your girl like this beat, straight fucking it up
Y'all niggas nothing to us
This feels like nothing to us
Son, taught your daughter how to bust a nut for fun
Recollect and collect the funds
When she see the sun spit the proceeds when i cum
'99, till infinity beyond
Hold my peace full of energy till my enemies be gone
Until then it gets in my vicinity gone
Peep the melody we on
But they don't know the remedy to these songs
Basic necessities on how to be put on
Cause they see my team, we strong
Beastcoast ain't your region
If you get dropped you can’t be jawed
They wanna know whose shoulder we leaning on
But all we do is show them who we leaning on

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Cause' they will never stop for a young black male
Black mailed in braille that means what he felt
And the very reveal could appeal
Put you on the Alcatrap trail or railroad to hell
Oh well, some of us is taught there is hell
The other source is lost and no source of wealth
Roots of all evil, the highest stars Evel Knievel
I see through people's door
The world may never know, how my third pupil show
And cognito and cognitos flow
And i don't throw subs, i throw torpedos
The Don, not Cheadle, these dogs ?
Afro punk festivities,
This for my niggas that's lying with queens Nefertiti
Waking up to pyramids and big kitties
Gold soul theory, but what is life really

[Hook]

Joey Bada$$ - 95 Till Infinity Lyrics

Charli XCX - Smile Lyrics

Smile Lyrics by Charli XCX

Our love is chemistry, symmetrically defines you
A cut to fit me perfectly, your fingers tracing all the lines
My blood is blue because I’ve searched so long for you
And now that you are by my side, all of my dreams have come true

We are the perfect match, our DNA entwined
You are the darkest of the angels from the blackest of the skies
To you I must be glass, I let you see through
I would smash into a thousand pieces if I lost you

Your heart, my heart, will beat in line
And your bones and my bones will always shine
So don’t go, please stay
I’ll catch your diamond tears that fall from stars right into space
Your love and my love will stay crystallized

C-R-Y-S-T-A-L love
Burning like a ??? and we’re lighting up the darkness
C-R-Y-S-T-A-L love
You’re my number one and I won’t ever get enough of this
(x2)

Your heart, my heart, will beat in line
And your bones and my bones will always shine
So don’t go, please stay
I’ll catch your diamond tears and that fall from stars right into space
Your love and my love will stay crystallized
(x2)

C-R-Y-S-T-A-L love (x4)

Charli XCX - Smile Lyrics

J. Cole - Niggaz Know Lyrics

Niggaz Know Lyrics by J. Cole

[Intro: J. Cole]
These niggas know

[Verse 1: J. Cole]
All men dangerous, call the law
Stick to the script, no audible
Country ass nigga with an Audemars
Can’t spell the shit but I order more
French hoes treat me like Charles De Gualle
Get good head on the Autobahn
Hit hood hoes out in Baltimore
Pack the shows like wall to wall, my God
Five steps like Drew Hill
Came home from the first tour with
Bad credit and a school bill
Middle finger to the ..
Finally famous but
Ain’t too much really change with us
Straight up weed, no angel dust
Label us notorious, that was 9-7
Saw my old teacher and she asked how I’m livin’
You ain’t on my shit, drop bitch, 9-11
Gettin’ more hoes than that nigga John Legend
Gettin’ more hoes than that nigga John Legend
Nigga you should too, if you knew
What this game would do to you
Look at all the bullshit I’ve been through
Better me than you

[Bridge: J.Cole]
I must confess, I copped the chains
I hit the club, I made it rain
I hit the road, I made a name
I came home, I ain’t the same
I ain’t the same
I ain’t the same

[Hook: J.Cole]
Made a mil’ off the flow, make sure these niggas know
Made a mil’ off the flow, make sure these niggas know

[Verse 2: J.Cole]
These niggas know, who y’all nigga?
Came through the door like who y’all niggas?
Stole a nigga flow, I could sue y’all niggas
Better yet put a hot one through y’all niggas
Nah, let me stop frontin’ for y’all niggas
Don’t let the college shit fool y’all niggas
Ain’t the hardest nigga in the land
But a grown ass man, and I will step to y’all niggas
Like what’s the problem?
Ain’t gettin’ paper nigga here’s a loan
My shit long, need a hair salon
Get it cut, shut the fuck up
And wipe your face with my money ’til your tears is gone
No cryin’ ass, lyin’ ass
Can’t afford a whip, but you buyin’ ass
This Fresh Prince nigga, I ain’t Jazz
Fucked your bitch nigga I ain’t ask
She pitched it to me like Sosa (Oh God)
What the fuck was I supposed to
Deny that, rather try that, but I never fly that
Keep hoes bi-coastal
And they buy posters, ain’t shit for free
Dick the only thing that they get from me
Sit VIP, get a sip for free
Later on she’ll be sippin’ me, literally
Picture me at the tip-top
With your bitch lip-locked on my dick when my shit drop
This B.I.G. nigga, this Pac
Minus six shots, but it’s still this hot
Thirty grand and thats just for the wrist watch
Hate to brag but backpack that hip hop
Bright my life make sure that the script hot and pray the kids watch
If not, these niggas know
if not these niggas know

[Bridge x2]

[Hook]

J. Cole - Niggaz Know Lyrics

Tony Lucca - Never Gonna Let You Go Lyrics

Never Gonna Let You Go Lyrics by Tony Lucca

My legs are getting tired of running
Running at the speed of sound
But all I ever wanted was to not have nothing
And try to make it through the crowd
My eyes have been weighing heavy
Everything has changed for me
With all the bright lights in the city at night
It’s still too dark to see

And if you take me by the hand with the whole world watching
Never gonna let you go

'Cause only you know
How to save my soul
I hope you know
Never gonna let you go
So, if you take me by the hand with the whole world watching
I just wanna let you know
Oh-oh-oh oh
Never gonna let you go

My head has been spilling over
It’s too much for me to take
If I could send myself back home for a minute
Maybe it would be OK
I know it’s been a long time coming
It will never be the same
Been waiting on the edge of nothing
Maybe nothing’s really changed

And if you take me by the hand with the whole world watching
Never gonna let you go

'Cause only you know
How to save my soul
I hope you know
Never gonna let you go
So, if you take me by the hand with the whole world watching
I just wanna let you know
Oh-oh-oh oh
Never gonna let you go

Oh-oh-oh oh (x4)

So, if you take me by the hand with the whole world watching
I just wanna let you know
That if you take me by the hand with the whole world watching
Never gonna let you go

'Cause only you know
How to save my soul
I hope you know
Never gonna let you go
So, if you take me by the hand with the whole world watching
I just wanna let you know
Oh-oh-oh oh
Never gonna let you go

[End]
Oh-oh-oh oh (x4)

Tony Lucca - Never Gonna Let You Go Lyrics

Nick Cannon - America Lyrics (Ft. Pitbull)

America Lyrics by Nick Cannon Ft. Pitbull

[Intro]
Yo I need erybody to please stand
We about to go in,
This the anthem, for that lady you love
Turn up, turn up

I love her, you know her like I know her
So powerful, so beautiful, it’s crazy to think
The things that she’ll do to you
She’ll change your life
She’ll give you the freedom to be what you want
She donna nice, she’s the only one

I climbed on the bar to see her
Everybody in the world wants to meet her
I drive thousands of miles just to take a picture
So beautiful and magical I dripped and bust since I was a little boy
So I need to find her, she is a special girl
Nothing is like her, I search for her around the world
I wanna make her mine, think of her all the time
She’ll never leave me, she’ll never leave me

[Hook]
Her name is America, she is my lady
I swear to protect her, oh so amazing
Her name is America, she is my baby
I promised to love her, more than god above us
She is America, and I want her
She is America, and I love her

Oho, America, America, that girl
Oho, America, America, uh that girl

Fight to people, battling they want to steal I
Pick my armor up and put my spears down
She’s my number one, the only one I wanna stay by her side
So I need to find her, she is a special girl
Nothing is like her, I search for her around the world
I wanna make her mine, think of her all the time
She’ll never leave me, she’ll never leave me

[Hook]
Her name is America, she is my lady
I pledge to protect her, oh so amazing
Her name is America, she is my baby
I promised to love her, more than god above us
She is America, and I want her
She is America, and I love her

America baby, hold on baby
Wassup baby, go ahead baby
Maybe we can jump off in the car
Drop the top and look at the 50 stars
Dressed with skin tight, red, white, blue
Her heels like uh, and I was like uh
Baby go and lie, maybe later on we can hit my spot
She know trina and her girlfriend gina
Going back and forth like they was serena
Her mom say…but god bless america
Twerk it, twerk it, twerk it, to the dawn’s early light, light
Mami in the club, full of stars, we got stripes
Walk it out in the sound, tryina get the civil rights
It’s mister world wide and your man nick cannon
We salute her all night

[Hook]
Her name is America, she is my lady
I pledge to protect her, oh so amazing
Her name is America, she is my baby
I promised to love her, more than god above us
She is America, and I want her
She is America, and I love her.

Nick Cannon - America Lyrics (Ft. Pitbull)

Doughboyz Cashout - Hella Ice Lyrics (Ft. YG)

Hella Ice Lyrics by Doughboyz Cashout Ft. YG

[Hook]
My niggas rock
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch
My niggas rock
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch

Walk in the club looking like a kingpin,
Lame niggas gotta tuck they whole piece in
Smelling like money damn it I’m reeking
Wanna keep your hoe then you should go ahead and lead in
Take a look at a motherfucking boss,
Crucifix with the cross, the only time I get crossed
Try to rob me, fuck around and get chalked
Put a price on your life, fuck around and get bought
Invisible sentence, it’s visible on my neck
The same set on the band, I’m the invisible man
Og’s remember when I was flippin them grams
Now they glance at the watch and say you killin em man
That bitch you thinking is the one just look twice
Be a shit in the dark so I can look bright
Even independent they was like no pete time
I was just rocking all the bad shit, dope goodbye

[Hook]
My niggas rock
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch
My niggas rock
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch

I rock ice, get money, fuck bitches
Blast nigga, I knocked out got stitches
Try to rob me, get pop with no witness
Drinks almost slipping prolly got no kidneys
The og’s know, suit first before you get shot
Cause what the og’s told me
I’m on the block sippin hela dots
Hanging with my niggas like vanilla ice
7 11 when I count my, taking on your money, taking run out
Run up in your house and make you run out
Those are things that happen when them niggas bring them guns out
Your vvs is ain’t vvs, why your gold turning rose
Come to my clothes so you can get the matched
I’m on to these hoes, nigga

[Hook]
My niggas rock
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch
My niggas rock
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch

Hela ice, diamonds so flooded, and a rolie, I can’t even tell it right
I’m still the same nigga, still live the ghetto life
I ain’t mad but these hoes think I’m pissed with this yellow ice
She seen my bracelet, I’m fucking her
Got jewelry store beepin cause they want us as they customers
Your bitch say I’m a boss and you the weakest link
Burn it don p tell her drink the drink
Hella ice boys, call us the mob
Jesus piece, oh my god
You see a nigga shining better close your eyes
Cause if you keep staring girl you going blind
Hella ice, hella ice, niggas cold like the miller light
Get it right
Hella ice, bitch don’t make me tell the price
Can’t believe her eyes, had to tell her like

[Hook] x 2
My niggas rock
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch
My niggas rock
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch
Hella ice, hella ice, bitch.

Doughboyz Cashout - Hella Ice Lyrics (Ft. YG)

360 - When I'm Gone Lyrics

When I'm Gone Lyrics by 360

Police might just pull this ride
Found them keys, let this slide, give a nigga 55
Yeah, any second my clock could stop
Get hit with a couple shots
Will they miss me like a punk?

Will they miss me when I’m gone?
Will they miss me when I’m gone?
Will they miss me when I’m gone?
Will they miss me when I’m gone?

They plan, they play, wish for us bad on the way let it win
Bad bitch on exotic trips, gotta take that risk, wanna live like this
You talk, we walk, took them bricks outside get J
When you’re caught or you miss – just one less nigga that’s in the way
If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take
Exposing fake, it’s in my will, don’t let these niggas take my place
If I get rock I’d rather die, gonna ride it out, put it in the safe
So I’m sure that I’m secure when I come home then I’m fucking straight
I’m bugging, wait, life is but dreams so it seems, feel more like a nightmare
When the judge giving out them light years, light years? Act scared, bitch
Talking long time, won’t see your kids
So close, no belt broke, that elbow, you like hell no
Haters be like hell yes, popping bottles and fall chairs
Finally that dude is outta here, now I can pop on my career
I’mma miss making 30s back flip, I’mma miss putting money in a bad dream
Haters, it’s ok to miss me, just miss me with that rap shit

Police might just pull this ride
Found them keys, let this slide, give a nigga 55
Yeah, any second my clock could stop
Get hit with a couple shots
Will they miss me like a punk?

Will they miss me when I’m gone?
Will they miss me when I’m gone?
Will they miss me when I’m gone?
Will they miss me when I’m gone?

When that money up she kiss me
When that money go she miss me
When that money back she miss me
This is just repeated history, … bet she like it
Just stay loyal and respect me
It’s a staples easy, nothing gonna make me go back how you met me
Me and my niggas do our thing, we know how to play our cards
In a glow popping spades, shining diamonds with no hearts
These fake ass rappers, banging corners, breaking sweats
Be on records, singing fresh, my aim the best, I be like next
If you bang 45th better hope you missed
I’m the gold, I’m the list, then your bro, then your sis
Then your mom to the fish, whole fam getting hit
Realize this life can never turns out how you plan it
Real life is life so we shouldn’t take it for granted
I know, any second I can get cold slitting, could be eating with my girl
On an out of town visit, while I’m looking at the menu
Bout to order me some chicken mac ‘cause the one he loving
Is the one I put my dick in all
That come from way back, still tryina get some payback
‘Cause the streets bout my shit and he don’t get no playback, no

Police might just pull this ride
Found them keys, let this slide, give a nigga 55
Yeah, any second my clock could stop
Get hit with a couple shots
Will they miss me like a punk?

Will they miss me when I’m gone?
Will they miss me when I’m gone?
Will they miss me when I’m gone?
Will they miss me when I’m gone?

360 - When I'm Gone Lyrics

T.I. - Kemosabe (Remix) Lyrics (Ft. B.o.B, Doe B, Birdman, Young Dro & T.T.)

Kemosabe (Remix) Lyrics by T.I. Ft. B.o.B, Doe B, Birdman, Young Dro & T.T.

(Intro)
Woa Kemosabe, woa, woa
Woa Kemosabe, woa, woa
I said woa Kemosabe, woa, woa
Woa Kemosabe, woa, woa

(Verse)
I blow that chicken fox
I coulda ball erratic
Pull up in the big body
Valet had to double park it
I’m covered in Versace
I’m Frank Crank, these niggas ganja
Frenzy through the projects
Them bitches think I’m Illuminati
My nigga say fuck a Bugatti
My hammer bar Chevelle diamonds
Straight out the gutter, drink money, bitches love it
Getting head so long, she fuck around, call it a concussion

(Bridge)
Top off on a foreign
Ballin like I’m ballin
2 bitches and they bodies
9 on we and why no ballin

(Hook)
50 hoes in the lobby
Chain gold and it’s Versace
I’m like woa Kemosabe
Bitch ballin is my hobby

(Verse)
Top off on that foreign, G4 jet that Boeing
Beg me to ball on scoey
Fuck yo bitch she horny
Got 23 bitches on the T-Bird,
3 plug 3, let’s sip Burg
24 cups, 21 that’s 4-5
Double that, keep on my side
If a nigga tryna run up in my house
I’mma blow his head back outside
And then can neither fuck, nigga look one
I’m in out the pussy, nigga cock eye
Ain’t dough beagle, showin how to rap guy
Diggy verse so hot up in the hop eye
Ain’t ball the 50 go beast mode
Dominating here, getting knocked out
I’mma stop now
Rolled on on my 30’s
Ash that bitch, I thought I’mma blaze
That ho be lookin flashy
I bet her pussy mushy

(Hook)
50 hoes in the lobby
Chain gold and it’s Versace
I’m like woa Kemosabe
Bitch ballin is my hobby

(Verse)
Right I’m coppin with my posy, we ballin like the Cosbys
Ballin’s in my bloodline, casa de mi patri
Young god is the prophet, young playas stackin profit
I made a quarter million and I never went to college
Say the flow out here is solid, smoking hydrofonics
Even in Japan boy, I get plenty sake
I’m all about the dollar, bitches wanna holler
Bet yo girl got more inside and Malcolm just in gossips
And this life is all that I know
Ain’t after that, I didn’t miss it
And we go hard, these niggas lip but them ventriloquists whisper
From band hitters on 6, niggas would kill to get rich
And this Doe B, B.o.B, G.D.O.D, we rich nigga

(Bridge)
Top off on a foreign
Ballin like I’m ballin
2 bitches and they bodies
9 on we and why no ballin

(Hook)
50 hoes in the lobby
Chain gold and it’s Versace
I’m like woa Kemosabe
Bitch ballin is my hobby

(Verse)
I got foreign whips in my garage
Top down in that SB
I got plane gas and I see yall
And I match a clique in my ashy
And Hustle Gang we about that ashy
And all them other pussy niggas just actin
And yo gang play, cocaine play
For everything I got like 30K
I’m still a drug dealer, how you love that?
Love a real nigga, do you love me?
We’re out there in the spot, where they selling drugs at
I’mma beat the 60, you can get yo 203
50 corners and Ferrari Californias
Fuckin with a bitch, you California
Smokin shit, you did fo California
Bitch get wrong she gon get left in California

(Hook)
50 hoes in the lobby
Chain gold and it’s Versace
I’m like woa Kemosabe
Bitch ballin is my hobby

T.I. - Kemosabe (Remix) Lyrics (Ft. B.o.B, Doe B, Birdman, Young Dro & T.T.)

Nacho Picasso - Smells Like Lean Spirit Lyrics (Ft. Avatar Darko)

Smells Like Lean Spirit Lyrics by Nacho Picasso Ft. Avatar Darko

Welcome to the Genesis, it’s like a saga trip
Bitch, your pussy smell like the dirty part of a Vegas street
But we’re Seattle boys that grind, rock that pro jam
Same stuff that the man had was whipping on in Alice in Wonderland
You got me in some random crib, with this no name nimpho
I think she’s trying to find love, must be cold bangs widow
But I been between her legs, call it cocaine lingo
I’m like Fredo and his partner, just a home made kimbo.
Yeah, it smells like lean spirit and I’m home sick
Zone trip, …my phone dead, so don’t check shit.
And my old bitch got a boyfriend with a poor guy
Cause I show her the dark side, my pops told me to never lie
Need another upper cause I’m coming down
Like the tears of a soldier, it’s war cry
Close fly like the bullets about my…
And I’m stone wide, doing 85, on a freeway with a blunt tire
And every… is closed …
I’m just zoning out like Nero
Doing 64 and we’re …we’re watching both ride.
You’re in a bride, you hook a bitch,
Go … a dime after Brooklyn bridge
Call me, hoe, and I’m probably home
Always… my style to call
Never stole your…
Bitch, you know I bear arms like Yogi and a tank top

Hook:
I call up on that murder, murder
Smoke on that murder, murder
Grown up in murder, murder
Black out, it’s murder, murder
I call up on that murder, murder
Smoke on that murder, murder
Grown up in murder, murder
Black out, it’s murder, murder
Smells like lean spirit, man
Smells like lean spirit, man
Smells like lean spirit, man
Smells like lean spirit, man

Illuminati taking credit for the pyramids
I ain’t possessed, I guess I’m just mean spirited
Michael Jackson, keep the kid and spend… away
No logging, but be popping on the Internet.
Cause I’ll be hearing deep flow, riding on the Internet
Looking down I just expect, I should have take a bigger step.
Soldiers off for…
I leave inside a bigger check
I fuck the disrespects, my empty cribs and empty threats.
Cause she… see if she fowl, I get plenty texts.
Bitch, you’re with that fat guy out calling me your ex.
I got my CD on my bag like I’m out last
I don’t gamble, but I get a lot back last…
Chose a life from the wife like a bad crash
No whip bad shit, I just…
Smart enough to skip grave, but I skip class
Doing like… then skip bailing bitch ass.

Hook:
I call up on that murder, murder
Smoke on that murder, murder
Grown up in murder, murder
Black out, it’s murder, murder
I call up on that murder, murder
Smoke on that murder, murder
Grown up in murder, murder
Black out, it’s murder, murder
Smells like lean spirit, man
Smells like lean spirit, man
Smells like lean spirit, man
Smells like lean spirit, man

First my city miss no violence, then my city miss it’s silence
But my city still a buyer, legalize the marijuana
Like green horns hairs, trying to look like…
We be balling like Ibacka, babies momma…
First my city miss no violence, then my city miss it’s silence
But my city still a buyer, legalize the marijuana
Like green horns hairs, trying to look like…
We be balling like Ibacka, babies momma…
Damn!

Nacho Picasso - Smells Like Lean Spirit Lyrics (Ft. Avatar Darko)

Fat Trel - Bullshit N We Coming Lyrics (Ft. P-Wild)

Bullshit N We Coming Lyrics by Fat Trel Ft. P-Wild

[Hook]
Hunned round drummer, bullshit n we coming
My niggas is marching, shootin niggas for nothing
Hunned round drummer, bullshit n we coming
My niggas is marching, shootin niggas for nothing
Bullshit n we coming, bullshit n we coming
No time to dodge and no running
Just pray to god when we drumming
Bullshit n we coming, bullshit n we coming
No time to dodge and no running
Just pray to god when we drumming

I’m the type of nigga with the murda and the stick up
And you the type of nigga that get caught and get your man up
My niggas be shooting shit, turn up with 30 clips
Got them hunned rounds going lamb down
Take em down, they gonn strip now
They talk this and they talk that
These niggas is out here bluffin
I rep north east, e street, been the road, each street
That’s red zone, real killers, young niggas, wild niggas
Ratched hoes with the ratchet on em
Headshots, pass the globe
Work time that’s over time, major grind cause it’s time to shine
Slutty boys we don’t fuck with niggas
No hand outs cause we drummin
I fucked the bitch, can’t trust the bitch
Flossin, flossin fuck the bitch
I think I fall love with extended clips
Pistols knock, spray the bitch

[Hook]
Hunned round drummer, bullshit n we coming
My niggas is marching, shootin niggas for nothing
Hunned round drummer, bullshit n we coming
My niggas is marching, shootin niggas for nothing
Bullshit n we coming, bullshit n we coming
No time to dodge and no running
Just pray to god when we drumming
Bullshit n we coming, bullshit n we coming
No time to dodge and no running
Just pray to god when we drumming

I say we drive low with my k low
I can’t see your halo
Loco for them pesos, so you know how my day go
Going wild with p wild, backwood my drough wild
Turnt up, can’t turn down
Slutty boy when I come around
Bang, I’m tweakin, I’m shooting shit for no reason
I’m selling coke in the 5th
Loufies … leavers
Boosie shooting these sneaky
They killing niggas for sneakers
That north on the visa, your brain blow, no speakers
No high school, no teacher
I was fucking hoes in the bleachers
I play in the hallway, long money like all day
K’s spray, how the song say, body lay, long way
Drinking liquor the wrong way
Smoking pack the strong way

[Hook]
Hunned round drummer, bullshit n we coming
My niggas is marching, shootin niggas for nothing
Hunned round drummer, bullshit n we coming
My niggas is marching, shootin niggas for nothing
Bullshit n we coming, bullshit n we coming
No time to dodge and no running
Just pray to god when we drumming
Bullshit n we coming, bullshit n we coming
No time to dodge and no running
Just pray to god when we drumming.

Fat Trel - Bullshit N We Coming Lyrics (Ft. P-Wild)

Omen - Medusa Lyrics

Medusa Lyrics by Omen

Can I say hello without you frowning?
I need a lady, not a baby, in your pictures pouting
Death to the duck face, I’m scheming harder
Faded, ain’t seen no barber
Hey man, this web got my name known like Peter Parker
When I’m meeting these women never say what I do
Let them see for themselves, give ‘em tea and they smooth
Damn, you must have met a lot of lames
‘Cause she thinking that everything got sell a nice game
She said we all the same, all men really wanna do is smash
You start off like the good guy but that will never last
If you focus on the past, girl, that’s all you’ll ever have
Not pure, but I’m genuine, so let me get you mad

Tell me why are you so angry
I guess you think it’s cute
And your body’s looking nice
Put your habit to this room
Kinky ass
I can see through your disguise
Tell me why you act so high
Guess you must be feeling low
Looking mean all the time, why you putting on a show
Kinky ass
I can see through your disguise
I know it’s no lights and it’s no cameras
And nobody on the set screaming out action
But you should smile
Baby, don’t frown

To all these mamas, all these papas, what y’all doing with these daughters
Think you tell ‘em that they’re gorgeous then y’all tell ‘em what’s important
I don’t know, I don’t know, different folks, different strokes
Generations of ladies raised by reality shows
Worry about my lil’ sis as she tunes into the TV
She sees women arguing, women fighting, this is what they teaching
Entertaining but misleading, get naked if you sleazy
Boys will like you, think you easy, girl, entice ‘em, show you freaky
Yeah, we like big tits and ass like the ones we put to smash
But we know the difference, only marry those who give us class
Vagina ain’t the only thing you got that’s powerful
So what you say is hoping that you know the value

Tell me why are you so angry
I guess you think it’s cute
And your body’s looking nice
Put your habit to this room
Kinky ass
I can see through your disguise
Tell me why you act so high
Guess you must be feeling low
Looking mean all the time, why you putting on a show
Kinky ass
I can see through your disguise
I know it’s no lights and it’s no cameras
And nobody on the set screaming out action
But you should smile
Baby, don’t frown

Keep me away from Medusa
Keep me away from Medusa
Keep me away from Medusa
Keep me away from Medusa
Keep me away from Medusa
Keep me away from Medusa

Omen - Medusa Lyrics

Ne-Yo - Keep Talking Lyrics

Keep Talking Lyrics by Ne-Yo

Keep on talking
Keep on talking
Keep on talking

DJ Coco, bring that shit on
Please keep on doing what you do
Talk your shit off
Babe, keep going
It’s nothing (I love it)
And no, don’t you hesitate
To crucify me for mistakes
Cause Lord knows you ain’t never Maynard
It’s ok, think nothing of it (I love it!)

One way to my story
One scene to my life
Magnify what I do wrong
But ignore what I do right
And you fell that I’m supposed to care what you do with your life
Kicking dirt out in my face
But I’m supposed to play nice

How about this
Imma kiss who I wanna kiss
Imam dance how I wanna dance
Smoke my weed, love my man
Doing my shows and wear my clothes
Talk about sex and doing it all up
Until I’m getting in my club
And imam keep living until they keep on, keep on
Talking

Keep talking, Keep talking,Keep talking your love
Keep talking, Keep talking,Keep talking your love
Keep talking, Keep talking,Keep talking your love
It’s nothing (I love it!)

Keep talking, Keep talking,Keep talking your love
Keep talking, Keep talking,Keep talking your love
Keep talking, Keep talking,Keep talking your love
It’s nothing (I love it!)

How don’t you see
That what you did
It don’t make me shit
But fuck it it’s nothing
And no matter what you call it
Imma success and haul it
Not accustomed to falling it
Halt it! I’m good with going in
So keep talking about public and private
My life is always the subject
But if you like it
I love it!

One way to my story
One scene to my life
Magnify what I do wrong
But ignore what I do right
And you fell that I’m supposed to care what you do with your life
Kicking dirt out in my face
But I’m supposed to play nice

Hey, how about this!
How about this
Imma kiss who I wanna kiss
Imam dance how the fuck I wanna dance
Smoke my weed, love my man
Doing my shows and wear my clothes
Talk about sex and doing it all up
Until I’m getting in my club
And imam keep living until they keep on, keep on
Talking

Keep talking, Keep talking, Keep talking your love
Keep talking, Keep talking, Keep talking your love
Keep talking, Keep talking, Keep talking your love
It’s nothing (I love it!)

Keep talking, Keep talking,Keep talking your love
Keep talking, Keep talking,Keep talking your love
Keep talking, Keep talking,Keep talking your love
It’s nothing (I love it!)

Ne-Yo - Keep Talking Lyrics

Metro Boomin - Serious Lyrics (Ft. Trinidad Jame$ & Curtis Williams)

Serious Lyrics by Metro Boomin Ft. Trinidad Jame$ & Curtis Williams

 

[Hook]
My niggas in this party they might kill you, kill you
These bitches in this party look familiar, miliar
Your bitch up in that party hoe, I feel you, feel you
She bust it like a stripper man I’m serious, serious, serious
I’m serious, serious, hah, serious, serious, look, serious, look

I said neighborhood on my back,
Pocket full of that cash
Bounce off with your lady
She bout to let me smash
You broke man I just laugh
I’m facing this your past
Brain good, no class
I’m blowing money too fast
My pockets straight, I can’t help but spend it
White girl in some red linen
We don’t tuck chains if I get a whip
I’m stuntin hoe and ain’t nothing tinted
Can no nigga do it like me
I say that and I mean it
Hippy like I live it, my mind all on these richess
Said these niggas influenced, bout my team and my movement
I’m riding low and I’m cruising
They tryna see what I’m doing, ah
You can’t stop it nigga, this one for my city
And if you rolling up some gas, come and smoke it with me
Serious, serious, serious, serious

[Hook]
My niggas in this party they might kill you, kill you
These bitches in this party look familiar, miliar
Your bitch up in that party hoe, I feel you, feel you
She bust it like a stripper man I’m serious, serious, serious
I’m serious, serious, hah, serious, serious, look, serious, look
Too god damn clean nigga, serious
You see that motherfucking Olympic jacket
With them wings on it, motherfucking Jeremy scott bitch
Made you feel so tight boy nigga, hah, hah

Man fuck the police, man fuck the police
I say nah nigga I ain’t king
My niggas jumpin like blake griffin
Take your bitch like hey baby
All pimping she straight missin
All dick and no cash, pussy on my moustache
Feeling like a Frenchman, call me talles vous
That’s what I tell a bitch and she through
I hope the bitch ain’t your boo
And if it is nigga, oops
Young hoe the swoop
All I know is violence
These lame niggas is silence
These young hoes be wailing
You feeling good then try me
That pussy good I might buy it
I hope it’s 2 for the fire
These new hoes gonn ride
Got james on her side, bitch
Serious, serious, I’m serious, serious

[Hook]
My niggas in this party they might kill you, kill you
These bitches in this party look familiar, miliar
Your bitch up in that party hoe, I feel you, feel you
She bust it like a stripper man I’m serious, serious, serious

Bounce off with your lady, she bout to let me smash
She bout to let me smash
That pussy good I might buy it
I hope it’s 2 for the fire
These young hoes be wailing
These new hoes gonn ride
Can no nigga do it like me
I say that and I mean it
Take your bitch like hey baby
All pimping she straight missin
You can’t stop a nigga, this one for my city
And if you rollin up some gas, come and smoke it with me.

Metro Boomin - Serious Lyrics (Ft. Trinidad Jame$ & Curtis Williams)

Sia - Beautiful People Say Lyrics (Ft. David Guetta)

Beautiful People Say Lyrics by Sia Ft. David Guetta

Hands outstretched, what you got
Give me your best and I won't turn you down
‘Cause you're always out to impress
You're always out to impress
You're always out to impress

This is the high life, nothing dragging us through the thorns
This is the best time to be young and then reborn
Live like we're gonna die
Do things we've never done before
This is the high life, the high life

No, we won't say no
Beautiful people say go, go, go
Beautiful people don't stress, stress, stress
They never rest
Beautiful people say yes
No, we won't say no
Beautiful people say go, go, go
Beautiful people don't stress, stress, stress
They never rest
Beautiful people say yes

Hands outstretched, what you got
Give me your best and I won't turn you down
‘Cause you're always out to impress
Always out to impress
Always out to impress

So come, come, come with me
Let's push on till the break of dawn
I love to party
And when I'm with you give me some
I've got the view you see
Ready, set, go I drop the bomb
This is the high life
The high life

No, we won't say no
Beautiful people say go, go, go
Beautiful people don't stress, stress, stress
They never rest
Beautiful people say yes
No, we won't say no
Beautiful people say go, go, go
Beautiful people don't stress, stress, stress
They never rest
Beautiful people say yes

Sia - Beautiful People Say Lyrics Ft. David Guetta

TC - Without Me (Fantasia Cover) Lyrics

Without Me (Fantasia Cover) Lyrics by TC

Fake shit gonna kill you...
Fake shit gonna kill you...
Fake shit gonna kill you...
You really gonna remain me explosure for exactly how you are
I feel in a little heavy
So right now I don’t mind for letting your cards
And it’s harder to try hide, reality why we know the truth so act when you know what you want
But where would you be with out me, where would you be with out me
So you blowing up just a little, we get a finger in the middle and now baby you can never be with out me
But what would you be with out me so you blowing up just a little, we get a finger in the middle and now baby you can never be with out me
You tell ‘em that you made big moves but you tell ‘em what you do
Do you really wanna play this game
Fake shit gonna kill you...
Fake shit gonna kill you...
You should tell ‘em what you really like
Tell him you about you last
...
He make you shine
You’re so blind, she bowls my mind
And it’s harder to try hide, reality why we know the truth so act when you know what you want
But where would you be with out me, where would you be with out me
So you blowing up just a little, we get a finger in the middle and now baby you can never be with out me
But what would you be with out me so you blowing up just a little, we get a finger in the middle and now baby you can never be with out me
Why you think I’m stupid?
What you think I’m cool with this?
You keep chasing with girls
...
I’m sick with your excuses
With out me, you can’t do it
Do better about my self nigga your useless
I don’t need... I’m moving to the next
...
Ha ha ha, ha ha you think that you’re funny
We know the truth boy keep it
And it’s harder to try hide, reality why we know the truth so act when you know what you want
But where would you be with out me, where would you be with out me
So you blowing up just a little..., we get a finger in the middle and now baby you can never be with out me, what would you be with out me ?
But what would you be with out me so you blowing up just a little, we get a finger in the middle and now baby you can never be
Fake shit gonna kill you...
Fake shit gonna kill you...
Fake shit gonna kill you...

Fake shit gonna kill you...
Fake shit gonna kill you...
Fake shit gonna kill you...
You really gonna remain me explosure for exactly how you are
I feel in a little heavy
So right now I don’t mind for letting your cards
And it’s harder to try hide, reality why we know the truth so act when you know what you want
But where would you be with out me, where would you be with out me
So you blowing up just a little, we get a finger in the middle and now baby you can never be with out me
But what would you be with out me so you blowing up just a little, we get a finger in the middle and now baby you can never be with out me
You tell ‘em that you made big moves but you tell ‘em what you do
Do you really wanna play this game
Fake shit gonna kill you...
Fake shit gonna kill you...
You should tell ‘em what you really like
Tell him you about you last
...
He make you shine
You’re so blind, she bowls my mind
And it’s harder to try hide, reality why we know the truth so act when you know what you want
But where would you be with out me, where would you be with out me
So you blowing up just a little, we get a finger in the middle and now baby you can never be with out me
But what would you be with out me so you blowing up just a little, we get a finger in the middle and now baby you can never be with out me
Why you think I’m stupid?
What you think I’m cool with this?
You keep chasing with girls
...
I’m sick with your excuses
With out me, you can’t do it
Do better about my self nigga your useless
I don’t need... I’m moving to the next
...
Ha ha ha, ha ha you think that you’re funny
We know the truth boy keep it
And it’s harder to try hide, reality why we know the truth so act when you know what you want
But where would you be with out me, where would you be with out me
So you blowing up just a little..., we get a finger in the middle and now baby you can never be with out me, what would you be with out me ?
But what would you be with out me so you blowing up just a little, we get a finger in the middle and now baby you can never be
Fake shit gonna kill you...
Fake shit gonna kill you...
Fake shit gonna kill you...

Fake shit gonna kill you...
Fake shit gonna kill you...
Fake shit gonna kill you...
You really gonna remain me explosure for exactly how you are
I feel in a little heavy
So right now I don’t mind for letting your cards
And it’s harder to try hide, reality why we know the truth so act when you know what you want
But where would you be with out me, where would you be with out me
So you blowing up just a little, we get a finger in the middle and now baby you can never be with out me
But what would you be with out me so you blowing up just a little, we get a finger in the middle and now baby you can never be with out me
You tell ‘em that you made big moves but you tell ‘em what you do
Do you really wanna play this game
Fake shit gonna kill you...
Fake shit gonna kill you...
You should tell ‘em what you really like
Tell him you about you last
...
He make you shine
You’re so blind, she bowls my mind
And it’s harder to try hide, reality why we know the truth so act when you know what you want
But where would you be with out me, where would you be with out me
So you blowing up just a little, we get a finger in the middle and now baby you can never be with out me
But what would you be with out me so you blowing up just a little, we get a finger in the middle and now baby you can never be with out me
Why you think I’m stupid?
What you think I’m cool with this?
You keep chasing with girls
...
I’m sick with your excuses
With out me, you can’t do it
Do better about my self nigga your useless
I don’t need... I’m moving to the next
...
Ha ha ha, ha ha you think that you’re funny
We know the truth boy keep it
And it’s harder to try hide, reality why we know the truth so act when you know what you want
But where would you be with out me, where would you be with out me
So you blowing up just a little..., we get a finger in the middle and now baby you can never be with out me, what would you be with out me ?
But what would you be with out me so you blowing up just a little, we get a finger in the middle and now baby you can never be
Fake shit gonna kill you...
Fake shit gonna kill you...
Fake shit gonna kill you...
Fake shit gonna kill you...
Fake shit gonna kill you...
Fake shit gonna kill you...

TC - Without Me (Fantasia Cover) Lyrics

Talay Riley - I'm Fine Lyrics

I'm Fine Lyrics by Talay Riley

I wonder if you’re happy now
Got me tricked and shot me down,
You got somebody else around
Your love’s faded out, yeah
You see I got what I deserved
But nobody should feel this hurt
And now to make matters worse
You flipped the blame around, yeah

And I can’t shake that memory,
Lovers turned to enemies
Oh, whoa
Your eyes got me terrorized

[Chorus]
Like baby I’m fine,
Starting, I’m dying without you
I’m fine
Fine, I miss being round you
I’m fine, being your biggest mistake
I’m fine, living … to life
Yeah baby, I’m fine, fine, I’m lying, I’m lying
You’re still on my mind
Yeah baby, I’m fine, fine, I’m lying, I’m lying
You’re still on my mind
I’m fine

I met you in your …needs,
Think you brought out the best of me
Said I should let us rest in peace
But that ain’t what I need
How could you kill up my heart like that
How you could kill up your charm like that
Said I should let us rest in peace
But that ain’t what I need, no

And I can’t shake that memory,
Lovers turned to enemies
Oh, whoa
Your eyes got me terrorized

[Chorus]
Like baby I’m fine,
Starting, I’m dying without you
I’m fine
Fine, I miss being round you
I’m fine, being your biggest mistake
I’m fine, living … to life
Yeah baby, I’m fine, fine, I’m lying, I’m lying
You’re still on my mind
Yeah baby, I’m fine, fine, I’m lying, I’m lying
You’re still on my mind
I’m fine

How could you kill up my heart like that
How you could kill up your charm like that
How could you kill up my heart like that
How you could kill up your charm like that

[Chorus]
Like baby I’m fine,
Starting, I’m dying without you
I’m fine
Fine, I miss being round you
I’m fine, being your biggest mistake
I’m fine, living … to life
Yeah baby, I’m fine, fine, I’m lying, I’m lying
You’re still on my mind
Yeah baby, I’m fine, fine, I’m lying, I’m lying
You’re still on my mind
I’m fine.

Talay Riley - I'm Fine Lyrics

Lance Somerville - Titanic Lyrics

Titanic Lyrics by Lance Somerville

Knee deep in the water climbing
Until the abyss is wet the ship is …
We’re too busy blaming each other
When we’re both the ones to blame
We let emotions build up till they got in the way
And it takes us down, down
Get a hope about, bout
We could swim for miles and miles
We can stay and drown, drown, I know

Cause it’s too late to salvage what’s left
Girl it’s best, if we just abandon, abandon this ship

Before we sink with the titanic, tanic
Before we sink with the titanic, tanic

1000 miles below, the lies are fleeting boats
We’ll never float again
So this where it ends
Abandon ship, abandon ship
Abandon ship, abandon ship
Abandon ship, whoa

Stuck up in these frigid waters
Way too far from the shore to call
I won’t bother
Floating down shit’s creek without a paddle, without a sail
Before I was swimming we could see it perfect
Every problem we threw over board and turn it to the …
Took us down, down
Yeah it broke us out
We could swim for miles and miles
We can stay and drown, drown, I know

Cause it’s too late to salvage what’s left
Girl it’s best, if we just abandon, abandon this ship

Before we sink with the titanic, tanic
Before we sink with the titanic, tanic

1000 miles below, the lies are fleeting boats
We’ll never float again
So this where it ends
Abandon ship, abandon ship
Abandon ship, abandon ship
Abandon ship, whoa.

Lance Somerville - Titanic Lyrics

Kenyon Dixon - All The Way Lyrics (Ft. Alex Isley)

All The Way Lyrics by Kenyon Dixon Ft. Alex Isley

What a mess we’ve made here
Last night
Still smell the love in the air
And you still got that look in your eyes
That look when you say to me
Whatever you do, don’t you stop
When you say grab hold of me
And give me everything you got

So I went all the way inside
So I went all the way inside
And girl, if you like me, again and again
Do it again, do it again, again
Do it again, do it again
Girl, I went all the way
Well, let’s do it again, do it again

Watched you lay in bed
With nothing to say
Still stuck in the moment
Of the beautiful love we made
Then you laid your head on my chest
And you said to me
You dim my body like I can’t believe
Then you said don’t you stop, no
Just give me everything you got

So I went all the way inside
So I went all the way inside
And girl, if you like me, again and again
Do it again, do it again, again
Do it again, do it again
Girl, I went all the way
Well, let’s do it again, do it again

Take me to the moment I wanna be, yeah
Be with a star
Send me, send me into orbit
She said take me to the moon
Take me, yeah
Be with a star
Send, send me into orbit

So I went all the way inside
So I went all the way inside
Girl, I went all the way inside
And girl, if you like me, again
Do it again, do it again, again
Do it again, do it again
Girl, I went all the way
Well, let’s do it again, do it again

Kenyon Dixon - All The Way Lyrics Ft. Alex Isley

Icona Pop - Girlfriend Lyrics

Girlfriend Lyrics by Icona Pop

Na na na, na na na

All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride till the happy end, is me and my girlfriend

Where would you be, be without me
We’ll never find out
What would I do, do without you
We’ll never know now

Talking bout the lights, the dirt, the sh-t, that hurts
We’re not gonna turn around
We’re doing this for good, for worse
The gift, the curse, we’re not gonna back down

All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride till the happy end, is me and my girlfriend
All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride till the happy end, is me and my girlfriend

I wanna feel the sun, the waves, the wind in my face
The speed, the chase, na na na
I wanna feel the sun, the waves, just wanna cross the states,
making up as we go
That’s how’s gon’ be, young wild and free
Not gonna slow down
Up to the max, until we crush, we’re not gonna stop now

All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride till the happy end, is me and my girlfriend

Na na na, na na na
Na na na, na na na

All I need in this life of sin is me and my girlfriend
Down to ride till the happy end, is me and my girlfriend

Icona Pop - Girlfriend Lyrics

3rdeyegirl - Fixurlifeup Lyrics (Ft. Prince)

Fixurlifeup Lyrics by 3rdeyegirl Ft. Prince

Tell me how some people walk in the sun
While others just walk in the dark
Hands behind their back and a parked car
With a miracle you might get better
And under you’re sure to be toast
You’ll always get the dream that you deserve
From what you value the most

Chorus:

You need to fix your life up
Fix your life up
Fix it up

Go with the guitar is twelve times better than another crazy … voice
Trying to be a star
When you’re just another brick in a misogynistic world, the noise (?)
When the leaders learn how to follow
And then all the people lead
Instead of everybody getting what they want
They can get what they need

Chorus:

You need to fix your life up
Alright
Fix your life up
Fix your life up

Don’t worry about what the crowd does
Just worry about being good at what you love
Don’t make this complicated
You know it’s true
Don’t make us put somebody else in for you

The Lonely Island - Go Kindergarten Lyrics (Ft. Robyn)

The Lonely Island - Go Kindergarten Lyrics (Ft. Robyn)

Go Kindergarten Lyrics by The Lonely Island Ft. Robyn

[Intro]
Party people (party people)
We have taken control of your minds (your minds)
So get on the floor (oh yeah)
'Cause it's time to kick up dirt, now let's work

[Verse 1]
Hey - we're gonna dance tonight, okay?
We're all shining bright, let the music take you away
Don't ask questions, just do everything we say

[Verse 2]
On the floor, ladies shake that ass
Shake that, shake that ass, work it, twerk it, drop it fast
Fellas, whip your dick out - whip, whip your dick out
Indiana Jones and whip your fuckin' dick out
Now punch your friend - punch, punch your friend
Get on the fuckin' floor and punch your best friend
Your butt look flat - make that shit flap
Use the art of perspective, or hide it in a hat
Go stupid, get stupid - because we said to do it
Go dumb, eat garbage - we goin' kindergarten

[Verse 3]
Yeah - you know, some of it might seem strange
But don't think, just obey
Let the music play, 'cause we put it in the song
So do everything that we say

[Verse 4]
Have a motherfuckin' baby on the floor
Raise it in the club, homeschool it by the door
Now be ambidextrous - fuckin' ambidextrous
We'll come around and test you
It's no biggie on our checklist
Now ladies, whip your dick out - whip, whip your dick out
Don't ask how, just fuckin' figure it out
Now make your booty speak - teach that ass English
Make it suck helium and (talk like this)
Now eat the banana - potassium for stamina
Then build a school, burn it down
Get on the floor and do it now
Fuck a house, eat a shoe, all because we told you to

[Verse 5]
So raise your glass, then break the glass
Then stomp your bare feet on the glass
Champagne perks, popping mollies
Middle fingers up, now chop 'em off

[Outro]
Then pose nude for a family friend
(And never speak of it again)
The party's here, and you can't escape
(So just do everything that we say)
Go Tommy, be brainless
Here we are, entertain us
Get stupid, go moron
We goin' kindergarten

The Lonely Island - Go Kindergarten Lyrics (Ft. Robyn)

Far East Movement - There Will Be No Rain Lyrics

There Will Be No Rain Lyrics by Far East Movement

I can built it in the air today
So they saw a smile on your face.
I know I know cause when I'm with you,
I know, I know there will be no rain
there will be no rain
there will be no rain
Only sunshine.
there will be no rain, no no
cause when I'm with you
I know, I know there will be no rain.

Yeah,
It was like butterflies, uuh that feeling
like sunshine, when a little rain can't kill it
You go my summertime now, yeah that's chillin'
Swimsuit, backyard
Damn, she's grillin' ! Cooler than the breeze,
Girl, got mee!
Groove it to the beat, palm tree
Giving me the keys, anywhere you please
There in fantasy, we'd never wanna leave.

I got my mind up in the clouds,
It's easy cause you're good to me.
And it's only getting brighter now,
Cause I know you're so good for me.

I got my mind up in the clouds,
It's easy cause you're good to me.
And it's only getting brighter now,
Cause I know you're so good for me.

I can built it in the air today
So they saw a smile on your face.
I know the weather when I'm with you,
I know, I know there will be no rain
there will be no rain
there will be no rain
Only sunshine.
There will be no rain, no no
'cause I know the weather when I'm with you
I know, I know there will be no rain.

Far East Movement - There Will Be No Rain Lyrics

Far East Movement - The Illest Lyrics (Ft. Riff Raff)

The Illest Lyrics by Far East Movement Ft. Riff Raff

[Intro]
We be the illest…
We be the illest in here…
I know you feel us…
We be the illest in here…
Illest in here…
We so motherfuckin’ ill…
We so motherfuckin’ ill…
Ill, motherfucker, ill…
We so motherfuckin’ ill…

[Verse 1]
Illin’ out from LA – I be illin’ out all the way
Got an email from my K-Town chick that wanna hook up and blaze
I’ve got OG cannabis, girl, one puff’ll put you in your grave
Got three pills and four Jimmy hats ’cause we don’t Kid ‘n Play
Hop out, yo, guess who’s gettin’ drunk?
No motherfuckers can out-drink us
If you’re tipping that heat, don’t get drowned
So cold, polar bears on my nuts
Y’all know just who we be
I hold it down for the East
‘Cause I keeps it pimpin’, Peter Griffin
Yellow tinted on zebras

[Bridge]
Dripping on your couches
Dripping on your couches
Sippin’ Tanqueray with orange, mane, we on that Tropicana
I’m dripping on your couches from the Hills to public housing
If you’re feelin’ ill, then damn, you ill
Be the illest on the thousand

[Hook]
We be the illest…
We be the illest in here…
I know you feel us…
We be the illest in here…
Illest in here…
Illest…
We be the illest in here…
I know you feel us…
We be the illest in here…
Illest in here…
We so motherfuckin’ ill…

[Verse 2: Riff]
Nice chain… what a nice night
My ice bright, I play the wall like a night light
Tangerine, tambourine from the West Wing
The best thing about my new Versace bed springs
I’m in the building, more gold than Rumpelstiltskin
Aw shit, look who it is, the white Russell Simmons
JODY HiGHROLLER – Far East Movement
We so ill, I think I need some Codeine fluid

[Bridge]

[Hook]

[Outro]
“I” is for the way these bitches love how I bang
And double “L” is for the way I blow the smoke in your face
We roll on Es and we be easy – rollin’ that bank
And “ST” is for the illest shit we rep every day

Far East Movement - The Illest Lyrics (Ft. Riff Raff)

Sir Michael Rocks - Madness Lyrics (Ft. Mac Miller)

Madness Lyrics by Sir Michael Rocks Ft. Mac Miller

[Hook]
All this madness – shopping bags with some shit froms Saks Fifth
Please don’t think that you won’t fuck around and get your ass kicked
Cool shit, keep a smile – bad chick, cheeks is out
I just hope this movie that we make gon’ be a classic
You know life keep passing, them lights keep flashing
You know life keep passing, it might speed past ya
‘Cause life keep passing, them lights keep flashing
And these nights keep lasting, I might not last it

[Verse 1: Rocks]
I’m stupid faded with your lady watchin’ Paid In Full
She said she wanna have my baby, but I ain’t a fool
Bitch you crazy, please don’t call off your engagement
This is all for entertainment, don’t be fallin’ for the same script
And I’m blowin’ my money ’cause Miami is sunny
And my girls’ve been good, they don’t want nothin’ from me
They just lovin’ my aura, so I take ‘em down to Florida
You just can’t afford it, that’s why you never explored it
(That clique form, be doin’ the most) ?
(It’s jammed up, I’ll shoot my side) ?
I’m layin’ up, I’m scoring one
Kind of like some sort of gun
Passin’ out the acid tabs, ’cause I’ll probably take me some
You mad at the money ’cause you probably just ain’t makin’ none

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Mac]
All I see is big lights, New York City nights, how I pictured life
Go down to Atlanta where them bitches sniff that chipper white
Drugs, drugs, rubber, drugs – like to love, but love to fuck
Livin’ in the lives, nothing to her, coming from a trust
Fund, late as fuck, and I’ve been through 80 blunts
Got a bunch of blonde girls around me, they the Brady Bunch
I’m throwin’ vinyl at your head, bitch, I’m breaking records
I had to get it now, wasn’t ’bout to wait forever
So if I’m talkin’ ’bout the times, that mean I’m having some
Won’t you stop hating? Get your ass up and go have you one
Concrete, pave the way – go ahead and make my day
Glass of chardonnay, that’s in your face, bitch

[Hook]

[Bridge: Both]
Young as hell – rich as fuck
Set it down – pick it up
We ain’t goin’ nowhere
Nope, you can’t get rid of us
Young as hell – rich as fuck
Set it down – pick it up
We ain’t goin’ nowhere
Nope, you can’t get rid of us
Young as hell – rich as fuck
Set it down – pick it up
We ain’t goin’ nowhere
Nope, you can’t get rid of us
Young as hell – rich as fuck
Set it down – pick it up
We ain’t goin’ nowhere
Nope, you can’t get rid of us

[Hook]

Sir Michael Rocks - Madness Lyrics (Ft. Mac Miller)

Snoop Dogg - Take Yo Panties Off Lyrics (Ft. Craig Robinson)

Take Yo Panties Off Lyrics by Snoop Dogg Ft. Craig Robinson

[Hook]
Girl you know you get me off
Girl, it’s nothing to a boss
Give it to ya nice and soft
Take your panties off…
(You are beautiful, you are wonderful)
(I adore you, I appreciate you)
Girl I’m off this alcohol, leaning up against the wall
Put your hands up on my balls
And take your panties off…
(You are beautiful, you are wonderful)
Slip ‘em to the side, girl (I adore you)
Let me slip inside, girl (I appreciate you)
(She is your queen, she is my diva)
Take your panties off (she is my queen)
Slip ‘em to the side, girl (she is my diva)
Let me slip inside, girl

[Verse 1]
The problem that I seem to have
Each and every time I try
To break down what I’m thinking
Girl, you know you got my eye
I gotta see what’s under there
I gotta take my time too
So come on, baby, come tonight
And please take off your panties too

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Somebody told me one time, ask
Ask and you shall receive
So this is me being very polite
Take your panties off, please
First you say yes, and then you say no
And we ain’t goin’ tit for tat
You might think that, you being cute
But baby, ain’t nobody got time for that

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Pancakes and that NESQUIK®
Mouth full of that lipstick
Play your cards right
And you just might get yourself that dipstick
Lick me, lick me, lick me up
And you can lick me down
And let me slip it in, and let me take you down
Damn, girl, understand, girl
Your panties look better on the floor
So me a favour, misbehaviour
Let ‘em go, let ‘em go
Leave your panties on the dresser
Muchacha…
Bad girl, now lift your dress up
Sexy-ass girl, and I’m your professor

[Bridge]
Take ‘em off, take ‘em off, take ‘em off, take ‘em off….
Take ‘em off…
Take ‘em off, take ‘em off, take ‘em off, take ‘em off….
Take ‘em off…
Take ‘em off, take ‘em off, take ‘em off, take ‘em off….
Take ‘em off…
Take ‘em off, take ‘em off, take ‘em off, take ‘em off….
Take ‘em off…

[Outro]
What is a king without a queen?
What is the ding, without the ding-a-ling?
It all matters, it’s one thing
With you pulling those panties down
So, no time to waste – this is the place
You’re forced to so something you’ve always wanted to
So take ‘em off…

Snoop Dogg - Take Yo Panties Off Lyrics (Ft. Craig Robinson)

Joey Fatts - Need More Lyrics (Ft. Freddie Gibbs)

Need More Lyrics by Joey Fatts Ft. Freddie Gibbs

[Verse 1: Fatts]
Been that nigga since I was conceived
No bigs, tracing my genes, my mama was a G
Known to keep a pistol tucked in my Dungarees
And if a nigga try, he gon' have to murder me
On my mama, block hotter than Rwanda
Stashing packs in my sister's Honda
I know they heard that we servin'
But if they search, they won't find 'em
Out here grinding with a purpose
Posted up like Andrew Bynum on the block
Ray Allen with these shots
Put a nigga in a box, dump the Glock
Where was you at? I forgot
No pistol, no Ks - get out the next day
Finessing that yay, I'm like James with that rock
Put holes in his feet, now he walkin' with crocs
Don't fuck with these niggas, don't talk to these cops
No love for these hoes, I'm chasing this dough
Get mines with that hooptie and then to a drop
Snitches don't live where I come from
And pussy niggas get fucked if they want some
I'm tryna get my mama out them fuckin' slums
So I ain't 'bout to settle for no fuckin' crumbs

[Hook]
Bible on the bed, pistol on the floor
Police on our head, landlord at the door
A lot of nights we wasn't fed - bred for the war
So I ain't settling for shit, tell that bitch I need more
Tell that bitch I need more
Tell that bitch I need more
Tell that bitch I need more
A lot of nights we wasn't fed - bred for the war

[Verse 2: Gibbs]
I'm from the place where the fuckin' police can't go
Started from the real bottom, can't reach that low
We gettin' dollars out a bitch, better teach that hoe
Whippin' up the ice cream with some sweet yayo
My neighbours all on that glass dick
Tryna get as high as that last hit
Got me out here sellin' this crack, shit
Could've been a motherfuckin' draft pic
Like first round - jail bound
Niggas get crossed out and kneel down
Ma'fuckas wanna get a fade with me?
Bet they can't go the whole twelve rounds
On my Mayweather shit
A nigga tryna get Mayweather rich
FG might break a hoe, but won't make the hoe
But I'll let you take care of the bitch
'Fore you crack that Hen, bless the fifth
Can't a ma'fucka live? Test the clique
Shout out to my goalie, motherfuck the police
Nigga, we ain't scared of shit, what it be like?

[Hook]

Joey Fatts - Need More Lyrics (Ft. Freddie Gibbs)

TV On The Radio - Mercy Lyrics

Mercy Lyrics by TV On The Radio

I found a glimpse of professional evil on the day I tore my style
I fell in love with professional evil on the day you left my sight
I’ve seen tons of people looking lost and living
And I’ve been clear all the same
So I ‘and take the lead,
But I just can’t keep the same!

I found my soul
It felt so good
It’s not too good
Sing my sorrow!
Sing my sorrow!

Just fell apart in the blink of an eye, better keep yours open wide
Fell apart in the blink of an eye, well it can’t be satisfied!
I’ve seen tons of people looking lost and living
And I ‘ all the same
I knew it’s not forever and it’s nothing to keep,
But I still can’t’ the same

I found my soul
It was so good
I’m watching you!
Sing my sorrow

I’m watching you,
What can you do?
Not falling down’
I’m holding you!
I have to do my life
Can’t live my life, my life can’t live my life
My life, my life, can’t live my life!
Can’t live my life, my life, my life!

Have mercy of my life!
Have mercy
Have mercy, mercy, mercy of my life, yeah!

TV On The Radio - Mercy Lyrics