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  • Young Dolph – Yeezy

    [Verse 1]
    I picked lil’ momma up and put some weed in the air
    Now I’m smashin’ from the back and pull her weave out her hairr
    I had her on the bed from the couch to the trap
    Then I had to tell her ‘bye, bitch I got dope to go sell’
    Bitches love me but they know I’m a player
    Every day I take chances and say my prayers
    I never had a advance check over here
    These rocks on me, nigga ice water clear
    She too thick I told lil’ momma to come over here
    She so thick she make a thong disappear
    I put karats on my wrist, naked ears
    The way she suck it I said ‘girl, you can’t be serious’
    She the best at it, she a sex addict
    MAC-11’s, AK’s and TEC’s in the addict
    I got bad habits that’s what got me livin’ lavish
    So I can’t complain uh bitch you know my name

    [Hook]
    All she wanna do is ride with a nigga
    Pour my drank up and get high with nigga
    She say she gon’ ride or die with a nigga
    I put ice on her and let her shine with a nigga
    I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
    I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
    I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
    I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch

    [Verse 2]
    Pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new boo
    Dues, dues in the club in my Gucci boot
    Gettin’ a back massage while I’m eatin’ fruit
    I just had a menage with my favourite two
    I pull these rappers cards for fun, that’s what I do
    I’m in a mansion with my son playin’ peek-a-boo
    Boy you don’t take care of your kids so how I real is you
    But you out here payin’ these hoes, boy you pitiful
    My old bitch jealous on my new thang
    I just did a show and went bought a new chain
    I just threw your advance up at Blue Flame
    She a bitch but she lonely cause you too lame

    [Hook]
    All she wanna do is ride with a nigga
    Pour my drank up and get high with nigga
    She say she gon’ ride or die with a nigga
    I put ice on her and let her shine with a nigga
    I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
    I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
    I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
    I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch


  • Future – High Demand Lyrics

    [Intro]
    Step on the scene forget about it
    I bought her racks forget about it

    [Hook]
    Why you hatin’, why you hatin’ ? oh I’m fresher
    You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresh
    I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
    Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
    Future high demand, Future high demand
    I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
    I float off Earth, always float off Earth
    Diamonds doing the Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

    [Verse 1]
    She comin’ through in the wee wee hours
    Went to the Hawks game in a helicopter
    Said I want me a white bitch and I copped her
    Future high demand, Future high demand
    I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
    George Jetson you can’t see me no
    Do numbers like Boston George on Vimeo
    I left that bih cause she was sleezy oooooooooo
    You can’t be saditty and greedy, no
    I hid some money and I got plenty mo’
    Stashed in the walls, stashed it in the floors
    I dig a grave and bought a tombstone.. full of money
    Stuffed a casket full of faces, got a tombstone full of money
    Bought a foreign and a spaceship, bought a tombstone for my money

    [Hook]
    Why you hatin’, why you hatin’?, oh I’m fresher
    You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresh
    I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
    Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
    Future high demand, Future high demand
    I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
    I float off Earth, always float off Earth
    Diamonds doing the Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

    [Verse 2]
    She ain’t runnin’ out of flavor, I went to ice her
    My number one bitch with me, it excite her
    Let my shit go, blow the bitch, go to the cypher
    The type of pussy it’s gon’ make you want to wife her
    We do a whole lotta numbers, yeah
    Grab on that pussy like Donald
    Porsche got a little bit of trunk
    But it’s goin’ over 200
    Turtlenecks all on my collar
    ..Love when a pretty bitch swallow
    I did it up, gravity
    Super so radically
    Awesome, gnarly woo!
    Heavenly, rapidly
    Got killers on McAfee
    I do it immaculately
    I’m all in her mouth like a cavity
    Cold as the polar, I keep it precise
    I go to space in the middle of the night
    I gotta talk with that pipe in my hand now
    It could be a threat or a fan now
    I can’t get caught with my hands down
    I can’t be comin’, my man’s down
    I put some bodies up under ground
    That’s a few millions up underground
    Murder for money, that’s man down
    Kill more than police across town
    Better not get caught with your hand down
    Better not get caught with your hand down

    [Hook]
    Why you hatin’, why you hatin’?, oh I’m fresher
    You must not feel how I feel, oh, I’m fresh
    I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
    Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
    Future high demand, Future high demand
    I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
    I float off Earth, always float off Earth
    Diamonds doing the Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

    [Outro]
    Super Fuuuuuuu
    Super Fuuuuuuu
    Super Fuuuuuuu
    Super Fuuuuuuu


  • Future – High Demand (Future Album)

    [Intro]
    Step on the scene forget about it
    I bought her racks forget about it

    [Hook]
    Why you hatin’, why you hatin’, oh I’m fresher
    You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresher
    I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
    Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
    Future high demand, Future high demand
    I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
    I float off Earth, always float off Earth
    Diamonds going on Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

    [Verse 1]
    She comin’ through in the wee wee hours
    Went to the Hawks game in a helicopter
    Said I want me a white bitch and I copped her
    Future high demand, Future high demand
    I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
    George Jetson you can’t see me no
    Do numbers like Boston George on Vimeo
    I left that bih cause she was sleezy oooooooooo
    You can’t be saditty and greedy no
    I hid some money and I got plenty more
    Stashed it in the walls, stashed in the floors
    I dig a grave and bought a tombstone full of money
    Stuffed a casket full of faces, got a tombstone full of money
    Bought a foreign and a spaceship, bought a tombstone for my money

    [Hook]
    Why you hatin’, why you hatin’, oh I’m fresher
    You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresher
    I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
    Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
    Future high demand, Future high demand
    I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
    I float off Earth, always float off Earth
    Diamonds going on Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

    [Verse 2]
    She ain’t runnin’ out of flavor I went to ice her
    My number one bitch with me, it excite her
    Let my shit go blow the bitch go to the cypher
    The type of pussy it’s make you want to wife her
    We do a whole lotta numbers
    Grab on that pussy like Donald
    Porsche got a little bit of trunk
    But it’s goin’ over 200
    Turtlenecks all on my collar
    Love when a pretty bitch swallow
    I did it up, gravity
    Super so radically
    Awesome, gnarly woo
    Heavenly, rapidly
    Like killers on Macafee
    I do it immaculately
    I’m all in her mouth like a cavity
    Cold as the polar, I keep it precise
    I go to space in the middle of the night
    I gotta talk with that pipe in my hand now
    It could be a threat or a fan now
    I can’t caught with my hands down
    I can’t be caught, my man’s down
    I put some bodies up on the ground
    That’s a few millions up underground
    Murder for money, that’s man down
    Kill more than police across town
    Better not get caught with your hand down
    Better not get caught with your hand down

    [Hook]
    Why you hatin’, why you hatin’, oh I’m fresher
    You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresher
    I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
    Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
    Future high demand, Future high demand
    I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
    I float off Earth, always float off Earth
    Diamonds going on Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

    [Outro]
    Super Fuuuuuuu
    Super Fuuuuuuu
    Super Fuuuuuuu
    Super Fuuuuuuu


  • Future – High Demand lyrics

    Step on the scene forget about it
    I bought her racks forget about it

    Why you hatin’, why you hatin’, oh I’m fresher
    You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresher
    I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
    Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
    Future high demand, Future high demand
    I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
    I float off Earth, always float off Earth
    Diamonds going on Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

    She comin’ through in the wee wee hours
    Went to the Hawks game in a helicopter
    Said I want me a white bitch and I copped her
    Future high demand, Future high demand
    I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
    George Jetson you can’t see me no
    Do numbers like Boston George on Vimeo
    I left that bih cause she was sleezy oooooooooo
    You can’t be saditty and greedy no
    I hid some money and I got plenty more
    Stashed it in the walls, stashed in the floors
    I dig a grave and bought a tombstone full of money
    Stuffed a casket full of faces, got a tombstone full of money
    Bought a foreign and a spaceship, bought a tombstone for my money

    Why you hatin’, why you hatin’, oh I’m fresher
    You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresher
    I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
    Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
    Future high demand, Future high demand
    I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
    I float off Earth, always float off Earth
    Diamonds going on Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

    She ain’t runnin’ out of flavor I went to ice her
    My number one bitch with me, it excite her
    Let my shit go blow the bitch go to the cypher
    The type of pussy it’s make you want to wife her
    We do a whole lotta numbers
    Grab on that pussy like Donald
    Porsche got a little bit of trunk
    But it’s goin’ over 200
    Turtlenecks all on my collar
    Love when a pretty bitch swallow
    I did it up, gravity
    Super so radically
    Awesome, gnarly woo
    Heavenly, rapidly
    Like killers on Macafee
    I do it immaculately
    I’m all in her mouth like a cavity
    Cold as the polar, I keep it precise
    I go to space in the middle of the night
    I gotta talk with that pipe in my hand now
    It could be a threat or a fan now
    I can’t caught with my hands down
    I can’t be caught, my man’s down
    I put some bodies up on the ground
    That’s a few millions up underground
    Murder for money, that’s man down
    Kill more than police across town
    Better not get caught with your hand down
    Better not get caught with your hand down

    Why you hatin’, why you hatin’, oh I’m fresher
    You must not feel how I feel, oh I’m fresher
    I just popped open a seal, I’m on X
    Lil’ shawty send that to Blue Flame, send me a text
    Future high demand, Future high demand
    I don’t walk on land, bitch I don’t ever walk on land
    I float off Earth, always float off Earth
    Diamonds going on Chris Breezy Ooooooooo

    Super Fuuuuuuu
    Super Fuuuuuuu
    Super Fuuuuuuu
    Super Fuuuuuuu


  • Young Dolph – Yeezy (Gelato Album)

    [Verse 1]
    I picked lil’ momma up and put some weed in the air
    Now I’m smashin’ from the back and pull her weave out her hair
    I had her on the bed from the couch to the trap
    Then I had to tell her ‘bye, bitch I got dope to go sell’
    Bitches love me but they know I’m a player
    Every day I take chances and say my prayers
    I never had a advance check over here
    These rocks on me, nigga ice water clear
    She too thick I told lil’ momma to come over here
    She so thick she make a thong disappear
    I put karats on my wrist, naked ears
    The way she suck it I said ‘girl, you can’t be serious’
    She the best at it, she a sex addict
    MAC-11’s, AK’s and TEC’s in the addict
    I got bad habits that’s what got me livin’ lavish
    So I can’t complain uh bitch you know my name

    [Hook]
    All she wanna do is ride with a nigga
    Pour my drank up and get high with nigga
    She say she gon’ ride or die with a nigga
    I put ice on her and let her shine with a nigga
    I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
    I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
    I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
    I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch

    [Verse 2]
    Pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new boo
    Dues, dues in the club in my Gucci boot
    Gettin’ a back massage while I’m eatin’ fruit
    I just had a menage with my favourite two
    I pull these rappers cards for fun, that’s what I do
    I’m in a mansion with my son playin’ peek-a-boo
    Boy you don’t take care of your kids so how I real is you
    But you out here payin’ these hoes, boy you pitiful
    My old bitch jealous on my new thang
    I just did a show and went bought a new chain
    I just threw your advance up at Blue Flame
    She a bitch but she lonely cause you too lame

    [Hook]
    All she wanna do is ride with a nigga
    Pour my drank up and get high with nigga
    She say she gon’ ride or die with a nigga
    I put ice on her and let her shine with a nigga
    I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
    I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
    I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch
    I pulled up on my old hoe flexin’ with my new bitch


  • Famous Dex – Drugs In Me Lyrics

    [Intro: Famous Dex]
    Uh yah
    Uh yah, uh yah
    Oh what?
    Now I be gone off the Lean, the pills
    The molly, and the Percs
    OHMANGOTDDAMN!

    [Hook: Famous Dex]
    I got the drugs in me
    I got the drugs in me
    I got the drugs in me
    I’m gone off pills and Hennessy
    I be turnin’ up my shows
    I be coolin’ with the bros
    I can never trust these hoes
    I got the drugs in me
    I got the drugs in me
    I got the drugs in me
    I got the drugs in me
    I’m gone off pills and Hennessy
    I be turnin’ up my shows
    I be coolin’ with the bros
    I can never trust these hoes
    I got the drugs in me
    [Verse 1: Famous Dex]
    I got the drugs on me
    I’m bustin’ off Ecstasy
    She say I’m her man
    I’m married to money, I can’t say a thing
    I be geekin’ in the lobby
    All these tats on my body
    3 bitches in the party
    I’m drinkin’ lean not Bacardi
    I poured me a 6 till I doses
    I’m flexin’ soo hard in my overalls
    And baby geekin’ off the percs
    I’m goin’ right up when I I skurt
    4k for the purse, you didn’t know Dexter was a flirt
    Baby girl, what you worth?
    All these drugs like a nurse

    [Hook: Famous Dex]
    I got the drugs in me
    I got the drugs in me
    I got the drugs in me
    I’m gone off pills and Hennessy
    I be turnin’ up my shows
    I be coolin’ with the bros
    I can never trust these hoes
    I got the drugs in me
    I got the drugs in me
    I got the drugs in me
    I got the drugs in me
    I’m gone off pills and Hennessy
    I be turnin’ up my shows
    I be coolin’ with the bros
    I can never trust these hoes
    I got the drugs in me

    [Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
    I got the drugs in me
    That syrup you drinkin’ in Hennessy
    Half a pint or 2 liter
    In the coupe with 2 ninas
    I drop a grip on my ring
    Rich Forever on the chain
    Jumpin’ through your bitch at the Blue Flame
    Maserati matt black, no Bruce Wayne
    I need my medicine
    Ride around in the coupe, goin’ crazy in Beverly
    I’m a motherfuckin’ chemist in the kitchen doin’ chemistry
    Walkin’ around with that MAC chicken
    Empty the clip leave your face missin’
    In the kitcken whippin’ 33 bricks, that’s a Scottie Pippen

    [Hook: Famous Dex]
    I got the drugs in me
    I got the drugs in me
    I got the drugs in me
    I’m gone off pills and Hennessy
    I be turnin’ up my shows
    I be coolin’ with the bros
    I can never trust these hoes
    I got the drugs in me
    I got the drugs in me
    I got the drugs in me
    I got the drugs in me
    I’m gone off pills and Hennessy
    I be turnin’ up my shows
    I be coolin’ with the bros
    I can never trust these hoes
    I got the drugs in me