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Emilio Rojas - Quiet For You Lyrics

Quiet For You Lyrics by Emilio Rojas Yeah, you know that cash loud, you know that weed loud Bad bitches throwing back until they scream loud And everything that I’ve been putting on my feet loud And everybody on the motherfucking team loud If you a hating ass bitch, it’s quiet for you If you a broke motherfucker, it’s quiet for you If you ain’t fucking with my team then it’s quiet for you You fuck around and we could start a fucking riot on you Yeah, they say I’m young, flying impressive Then bad hoes get aggressive, I just take them home and undress ‘em They telling me all their secrets like that pillow talk a confession I bring them down to their knees like they praying and then I bless them, amen I went to school with y’all, I never finished class So everything I learned, I learned from falling on my ass Then bitches sending me pictures, you send them back If a picture worth a thousand words, then why am I saying damn? I’m the man, they grabbing me to start families I ain’t tryina build with no broke cats, it ain’t a habitat for humanity No, I don’t wait for my money, my money wait for me And it ain’t nothing that you could say to me Yeah, you know that cash loud, you know that weed loud Bad bitches throwing back until they scream loud And everything that I’ve been putting on my feet loud And everybody on the motherfucking team loud If you a hating ass bitch, it’s quiet for you If you a broke motherfucker, it’s quiet for you If you ain’t fucking with my team then it’s quiet for you You fuck around and we could start a fucking riot on you They know that E block it’s that tree spot And they pumping ass like Reeboks They throw duffle bags in at me, sons And that weed’s fine with their heavy weight We boxing, we entertain ‘Cause ain’t no fixing in NBA And they don’t show spits in no NBA I’m on the coast of Venezuela with a tan And all she do is tanning, roll with me in bed Nobody starting with us ‘cause they know we the best And you gotta have a little heart in you to be afraid I remember the clique in some troubles and spits My people are making it running of bricks And showing the love if it doesn’t exist No wonder I’ve been only fucking with chips I don’t wait for my money, my money wait for me It ain’t nothing you could say to me Yeah, you know that cash loud, you know that weed loud Bad bitches throwing back until they scream loud And everything that I’ve been putting on my feet loud And everybody on the motherfucking team loud If you a hating ass bitch, it’s quiet for you If you a broke motherfucker, it’s quiet for you If you ain’t fucking with my team then it’s quiet for you You fuck around and we could start a fucking riot on you They know I still ain’t hitting my prime I did the tracks with them other cats But they run and did it, I shined My city with me, they riding with me Like they was sitting outside Pretty women, their eyes are cheeky Everybody is high My Rolly’s staying forward, there are no vacancies You hit on me I make you take a seat like I’m a major D In every gator team been going out on them flights But when I’m touching down I’m going right back to them lights It ain’t no guest man on my team, my people say what they mean ‘Cause you can’t trust a cat that don’t say “no” just so everybody gets pleased No, I don’t wait for my money, my money wait for me And there ain’t nothing you could say to me Yeah, you know that cash loud, you know that weed loud Bad bitches throwing back until they scream loud And everything that I’ve been putting on my feet loud And everybody on the motherfucking team loud If you a hating ass bitch, it’s quiet for you If you a broke motherfucker, it’s quiet for you If you ain’t fucking with my team then it’s quiet for you You fuck around and we could start a fucking riot on you Emilio Rojas - Quiet For You Lyrics

Emilio Rojas - Quiet For You Lyrics

Quiet For You Lyrics by Emilio Rojas Yeah, you know that cash loud, you know that weed loud Bad bitches throwing back until they scream lou...

Emilio Rojas - Lean On Em Lyrics (Ft. Iamsu!, Styles P & Troy Ave)

Lean On Em Lyrics by Emilio Rojas Ft. Iamsu!, Styles P & Troy Ave [Bridge: Emilio Rojas] And now we rollin in that '85, that '85 Yeah my shorty tatted up around the waistline When you sleeping in the motherfuckin' day time I'm gettin' lowered by all my bitches but they stay high [Hook x2: Emilio Rojas] Cause all we do is lean, lean on em Got some bitches in the back with something mean on em Yeah we lean on em, yeah we lean on em And when I finish, I'mma sick the fucking team on em [Verse 1: Emilio Rojas] Bad spanish bitches with some ass shots Get it rollin' with the team like a mascot Matte black '85 in them back lots Speedin' down that mother fuckin black top Rollin' with my spinx thats its Anybody wanna pop that shit? And make it hit with a lil bit of fists Until they drop and that is it You can find me with some pretty lil mommy's Gettin low up in the heights where they watchin' us Crown V's We livin', sinner not a religion Never gonna ask with no permission, I act and ask for forgiveness Yeah we get it, we livin' off the interest All these bitches doin' lines like err day an audition I'm taking trips and spend my winter with tan lines Ya'll never fly I argue bitches that stand by And we be gettin' things money cant buy Young Spanish mother fucker on the ride [Bridge] [Hook] [Verse 2: Iamsu!] Tell the Jamaican homies pass the dutches I can't stand you niggas like Uncle Ruckus And these rappers be doing a bunch of nothin' But I stick to fundamentals like my name was Tim Duncan Like doing what pays me, always dressing crazy Pullin' up with badass B's like Jay-Z What's the dealio? It's young Suzy Holiday in the millio Rollin' in them 85 Audi's What you know about it? Leanin' on them fools like I ate a weed brownie Wavy on these haters then, now they all drowning Money counting, every outing And its heartbreak til my heart break You should par take Playing us is like hopping in the shark tank It's the gang in your ear Stay in your lane cause we'll end your career [Bridge] [Hook] [Verse 3: Styles P] Lean on em, yeah they lean on em He got swag but he dont got no cream on em If he did, he would've put the beam on em Got the iron and he don't want no steam on em Yeah I lean on em, big body V Look at my company assume I sold the a lot of thee Them niggas spending it, like they won the lottery Me, I'm a plant man, fill me up like pottery For real though, I'm viscious on a MI See I used to make ryhmes, grippin on the semi's Scramblin', these the ramblin's of a Jedi Late night, in the hallway with the red eyes Lean on em, them nigga kick stand Murder mommy's magazines keep your distance I'm in the gut, with the sound and the piff rims Something mean, got sixteen on six vents lean on em [Bridge] [Hook x2] [Verse 4: Tro Ave] It's Troy Ave I'm that nigga, dont mean to boast A BK well-known dealer heavy in coke White leather in chin-chilla the top off Late like a swag fiend who pop dope I'm fixin' to pop off, and you sold that Fixin' the pot whippin salt where the dough at? Show me the money, I'll see more clearer Show me the money, and show me a mirror Reflectin' on my past, pedal gettin' masked High speed paper chase straight ahead to cash Money off the bates, money chosen hate Murder was the case when he came and bought the wakes [Bridge] [Hook] Emilio Rojas - Lean On Em Lyrics Ft. Iamsu!, Styles P & Troy Ave

Emilio Rojas - Lean On Em Lyrics (Ft. Iamsu!, Styles P & Troy Ave)

Lean On Em Lyrics by Emilio Rojas Ft. Iamsu!, Styles P & Troy Ave [Bridge: Emilio Rojas] And now we rollin in that '85, that '8...

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