• Tag Archives Bruce Wayne
  • Chris Brown – Freaky Lyrics

    [Verse 1]
    Stepped in the party through the front door
    I got a couple little bad bitches with us
    You see the bottles, look at ’em shine, baby
    I call your girl over, now you got your bitches
    You say that I’m playing
    But I’m taking that down tonight
    And if your friends coming over to party
    That means foreplay, ménage

    [Pre-Chorus]
    Come on ladies, put it on me
    Nice and slowly, now speed it up
    Go ‘head make them sounds
    Scream for me, yeah

    [Chorus]
    That’s your girlfriend, yeah, she on deck
    Lamborghini Masi’, yeah, a nigga gon’ flex
    She wear my chain, gimme neck
    I bang that pussy like I’m throwing up my set
    Girl, you freaky
    I’ma show ’em how to ride the pony
    Freaky
    I started busting, it’s the champagne

    [Verse 2]
    Shawty said she fucking with the campaign
    I ain’t worried ’bout nothing, not a damn thang
    Dark Knight Lamborghini, Bruce Wayne
    Give a fuck about my old hoe, I’m riding ’round in that new thang
    Staring at your body, tryna do thangs
    Throwing all these hunnids, girl, that’s loose change
    And do it all for the ladies
    Pop it, pop it for me

    [Pre-Chorus]
    Come on ladies, put it on me
    Nice and slowly, now speed it up
    Go ‘head make them sounds
    Scream for me, yeah

    [Chorus]
    That’s your girlfriend, yeah, she on deck
    Lamborghini Masi’, yeah, a nigga gon’ flex
    She wear my chain, gimme neck
    I bang that pussy like I’m throwing up my set
    Girl, you freaky
    I’ma show ’em how to ride the pony
    She freaky
    I started busting, it’s the champagne

    [Verse 3]
    This ain’t my first time, I’m shinin’, I been used to this shit
    But it’s the first time I had your girl and her chain glued to my dick, ha
    Picture me rollin’, 100 bad bitches, that pussy is soakin’
    Nigga, this OHB, just me and my whoadies
    Gold chains, don’t fuck up my clique though
    No names, show up with that pistol
    I’m pistol [?], I don’t need a scope
    I let the thing ring out, adios

    [Pre-Chorus]
    Come on ladies, put it on me
    Nice and slowly, now speed it up
    Go ‘head make them sounds
    Scream for me, yeah

    [Chorus]
    That’s your girlfriend, yeah, she on deck
    Lamborghini Masi’, yeah, a nigga gon’ flex
    She wear my chain, gimme neck
    I bang that pussy like I’m throwing up my set
    Girl, you freaky
    I’ma show ’em how to ride the pony
    She freaky
    I started busting, it’s the champagne


  • Father – We Had A Deal Lyrics

    [Intro]
    Uh, yeah
    Mhm, uh huh
    Yeah
    Awful Records
    Yeah

    [Verse 1]
    Niggas got it out the mud
    All you niggas is some studs
    All your hoes catchin’ nuts
    But I’m not one to judge
    Keep the white like McFlurry
    Plug call me Pill Murray
    I’ve been drinkin’ on some bourbon
    Nigga sick as fuck, slurrin’
    Got two horns like Bruce Wayne
    Naked, fuckin’ on your boo thang
    Fuck her in the ass like Hussain
    It feel like huggin’ a new lane
    Red cup, red cup
    Fuck around, boy, get your head busted
    Redrum, redrum
    Fuckin’ your ho, got her head sprung

    [Chorus]
    I can’t roll a blunt, but I can roll a dollar bill
    You keep fuckin’ with my money, I might have to get you killed
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, thought we had a deal
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, thought niggas was chill
    You keep talkin’ to my bitch, but we might have to get you knocked
    Everybody on my payroll, yeah, your niggas and the cops
    So don’t try to call 12, they might shoot you on the spot
    They gon’ send your ass to hell if you keep playin’ with my knots
    What? Yeah

    [Verse 2]
    Ayy, when I feel sad a nigga start sippin’
    Puttin’ them Percs in my pinot noir
    Crushin’ up blues in my designer shoes
    When I sip on the carpet I look like a star
    Pullin’ her bloomers off
    Pourin’ that sauvignon blanc on her titties and lickin’ it off
    Her mission go from her tata to kitty
    She say she want bad boy, I turned into Diddy
    Ooh, yeah, I turned into 50
    A nigga on BET, nigga on STARZ
    Everybody wanna know who in my car
    Told my lil’ bitch to go sit in the car
    Everybody wanna know how that boy ball
    Found her at the party, then fucked in the stall
    Break a bitch back like bang
    Mask on my face, yeah I’m bringin’ the pain

    [Chorus]
    I can’t roll a blunt, but I can roll a dollar bill
    You keep fuckin’ with my money, I might have to get you killed
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, thought we had a deal
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, thought niggas was chill
    You keep talkin’ to my bitch, but we might have to get you knocked
    Everybody on my payroll, yeah, your niggas and the cops
    So don’t try to call 12, they might shoot you on the spot
    They gon’ send your ass to hell if you keep playin’ with my knots
    What?


  • Drunken Masters & Thutmose – What I want

    Do what I want, do what I want
    Fuck that [?], yeah you know I like the stunt
    Do what I want, do what I want
    Drop the trap so I could see just what I’m on
    (x2)

    Hot [?] like Bruce Wayne
    Came with a dime like Luke Change
    Buying Cartier it’s the new frame
    Old money got me feeling like insane
    But I still [??]
    Cause them niggas in the [?] might chew up
    Got a [?] cause I met somebody
    Call a medic cause I’m out for the journey

    Count it up, yeah I’m counting all my blessings
    Risk it all, if I die then I’m a legend
    Work so hard, that’s why I’m forever rapping ya
    And not a second I go by I remind why I do this

    Do what I want, do what I want
    Fuck that [?], yeah you know I like the stunt
    Do what I want, do what I want
    Drop the trap so I could see just what I’m on
    (x2)

    Stay back, and you’d better keep the distance
    Couple tryina double cross like Christians
    But somebody better go messin’
    [?] die like a hitman
    Had a couple thangs so I pull up
    It’s a party over here, time I show up
    Got a [?] cause I met somebody
    Call a medic cause I’m out for the journey

    Count it up, yeah I’m counting all my blessings
    Risk it all, if I die then I’m a legend
    Work so hard, that’s why I’m forever rapping ya
    And not a second I go by I remind why I do this

    Do what I want, do what I want
    Fuck that [?], yeah you know I like the stunt
    Do what I want, do what I want
    Drop the trap so I could see just what I’m on
    (x2)


  • Fetty Wap – Bruce Wayne Lyrics

    [Intro]
    Yeah
    Yeah
    Yeah, yeah (thank you Fizzle)
    Yeah, alright

    [Chorus]
    Money keep flippin’ all the time, all the time, ay
    Bitch I’m Bruce Wayne, I keep money on my mind
    Countin’ up, if you up, then it’s fine, then it’s fine, ay
    Smash on these niggas, you can’t take it when you die, ay
    Money keep flippin’ all the time, all the time, ay
    Bitch I’m Bruce Wayne, I keep money on my mind
    Countin’ up, if you up, then it’s fine, then it’s fine, ay
    Smash on these niggas, you can’t take it when you die, ay

    [Verse]
    Smash nigga, I just spent 200 on a Audi
    A fast car, lock in 12, speedin’ on the highway
    Gang with me, fuck opps, we gon’ do this our way
    Playin’ with me? We gon’ breeze through his driveway
    Hangin with me, rollin’ weed like it’s Friday
    Doors on my car, they go up, they go sideways
    Bon Appetit, let me eat, let me eat
    Let a nigga know, is it beef, is it beef
    Somethin’ in the air, Batman in the streets
    Jordan 14’s, Batman on my feet
    Bitch I’m Bruce Wayne, stock’s up, come and see
    I put diamonds on my neck, and my watch cost a fee, yeah

    [Chorus]
    Money keep flippin’ all the time, all the time, ay
    Bitch I’m Bruce Wayne, I keep money on my mind
    Countin’ up, if you up, then it’s fine, then it’s fine, ay
    Smash on these niggas, you can’t take it when you die, ay
    Money keep flippin’ all the time, all the time, ay
    Bitch I’m Bruce Wayne, I keep money on my mind
    Countin’ up, if you up, then it’s fine, then it’s fine, ay
    Smash on these niggas, you can’t take it when you die, ay


  • G-Eazy – Bone Marrow (feat. Danny Seth)

    [Intro: G-Eazy]
    Yeah
    The British are here
    The Bay is here, you know?

    [Verse 1: G-Eazy]
    Pull up in that Bruce Wayne
    Bruce Wayne, that’s my new thing
    Black on black on black on black down to the shoe string
    Yo bitch call me daddy, daddy, that’s my new name
    Acid rafter, all aboard like a choo-train
    You and I are not the same
    Difference not a watch and chain
    Difference is my DNA, so what you saying?
    Leather pants and velvet shirts and VMA
    I’m built for fame
    Speeding fast so if I see you in my way
    I’ll switch my lane, vroom
    Realest in the room
    Been real since the womb
    Till I’m in the tomb
    If I take your bitch, then that pussy doomed
    Eat it like a spoon
    Your bitch coming soon
    Like a motion picture
    Listen if I’m smokin whicha
    Then we gettin’ fucked up all night
    Tell me when that dope has hit you, yeah
    Party and you see how late it is
    You gon’ find out my definition of what faded is
    Young Gerald

    [Hook: G-Eazy]
    Bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow
    Bitch I’m bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow
    All I give a fuck about is that dinero
    They say "You a fool boy, what’s wrong with Gerald?"

    [Verse 2: Danny Seth]
    Five years too deep
    Two birds, one seat
    Two girls, one butt
    This dick ain’t free
    In the hills, so steep
    Need the mills like a mink
    And I come out on top, your career crappy
    In her mouth like a cheap
    Skipped the bitch like a beat
    Smoke cocaine, drink, then repeat
    I ain’t slept about like a week
    See this lifestyle ain’t cheap
    But when I pop up it’s free
    Tell all of my brothers we all in the section
    But trust me this section isn’t on me
    See the flower, I done did it
    Poppin’ off like prescription
    Killed the beat, she the witness
    Call me jack how I rip this
    Poker cards how I flip this
    Your main hoe is my fitness
    I like her stick-thin and titless
    I pray I make right decisions
    ‘Cause if I left they’d be trippin’
    Without a suit I make business
    Forced out to cash lyrics
    Fuck the fame, man, I lived it
    I’m blowin’ up like a chimney
    Skinny white boy from Britain
    I rep my ends ‘til I’m riddance

    [Hook: Danny Seth]
    I’m bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow
    I’m bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow
    All I wanna do is fuck and take a xanny
    They say "You a fool man, what’s wrong with Danny?"

    [Verse 3: G-Eazy + Danny Seth]
    See I’m a simple person, I like to drink my Bourbon
    The most interesting man alive but I’m a different version
    You see, I been determined, it’s a wrap like a turban
    I’m gettin’ to the money, you’re washed up like dish detergent
    Pulled up with her skirt off, ugh leave here with her clothes off
    On shit like a [?], I’m the one that you heard of
    Talk shit, get burned off, being broke is a turn off
    Keep spittin’ fire, the temp is high like I got my shirt off
    The cap is off of these bottles, diCaprio to these models
    The phone’s out when we’re partying
    I’ve had enough of these problems
    The British come and I wander
    I fuck tens, I bought ’em
    Cocaine and these models
    And that’s the first one brother
    Yeah, okay, every day my stock inclines
    I don’t see no stopping signs
    Some model bitches choppin’ lines
    Choppin’ lines, this is gettin’ common, it’s a hobby, I’m…
    I’m partying like every night, do this shit until we die

    [Hook: G-Eazy + Danny Seth]
    Bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow
    Bitch I’m bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow
    All I give a fuck about is that dinero
    They say "You a fool boy, what’s wrong with Gerald?"


  • G-Eazy – Bone Marrow

    [Intro: G-Eazy]
    Yeah
    The British are here
    The Bay is here, you know?

    [Verse 1: G-Eazy]
    Pull up in that Bruce Wayne
    Bruce Wayne, that’s my new thing
    Black on black on black on black down to the shoe string
    Yo bitch call me daddy, daddy, that’s my new name
    Acid rafter, all aboard like a choo-train
    You and I are not the same
    Difference not a watch and chain
    Difference is my DNA, so what you saying?
    Leather pants and velvet shirts and VMA
    I’m built for fame
    Speeding fast so if I see you in my way
    I’ll switch my lane, vroom
    Realest in the room
    Been real since the womb
    Till I’m in the tomb
    If I take your bitch, then that pussy doomed
    Eat it like a spoon
    Your bitch coming soon
    Like a motion picture
    Listen if I’m smokin whicha
    Then we gettin’ fucked up all night
    Tell me when that dope has hit you, yeah
    Party and you see how late it is
    You gon’ find out my definition of what faded is
    Young Gerald

    [Hook: G-Eazy]
    Bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow
    Bitch I’m bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow
    All I give a fuck about is that dinero
    They say “You a fool boy, what’s wrong with Gerald?”

    [Verse 2: Danny Seth]
    Five years too deep
    Two birds, one seat
    Two girls, one butt
    This dick ain’t free
    In the hills, so steep
    Need the mills like a mink
    And I come out on top, your career crappy
    In her mouth like a cheap
    Skipped the bitch like a beat
    Smoke cocaine, drink, then repeat
    I ain’t slept about like a week
    See this lifestyle ain’t cheap
    But when I pop up it’s free
    Tell all of my brothers we all in the section
    But trust me this section isn’t on me
    See the flower, I done did it
    Poppin’ off like prescription
    Killed the beat, she the witness
    Call me jack how I rip this
    Poker cards how I flip this
    Your main hoe is my fitness
    I like her stick-thin and titless
    I pray I make right decisions
    ‘Cause if I left they’d be trippin’
    Without a suit I make business
    Forced out to cash lyrics
    Fuck the fame, man, I lived it
    I’m blowin’ up like a chimney
    Skinny white boy from Britain
    I rack my M’s ‘til I’m riddance

    [Hook: Danny Seth]
    I’m bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow
    I’m bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow
    All I wanna do is fuck and take a xanny
    They say “You a fool man, what’s wrong with Danny?”

    [Verse 3: G-Eazy + Danny Seth]
    See I’m a simple person, I like to drink my Bourbon
    The most interesting man alive but I’m a different version
    You see, I been determined, it’s a wrap like a turban
    I’m gettin’ to the money, you’re washed up like dish detergent
    Pulled up with her skirt off, ugh leave here with her clothes off
    On shit like a [?], I’m the one that you heard of
    Talk shit, get burned off, being broke is a turn off
    Keep spittin’ fire, the temp is high like I got my shirt off
    The cap is off of these bottles, diCaprio to these models
    The phone’s out when we’re partying
    I’ve had enough of these problems
    The British come and I wander
    I fuck tens, I bought ’em
    Cocaine and these models
    And that’s the first one brother
    Yeah, okay, every day my stock inclines
    I don’t see no stopping signs
    Some model bitches choppin’ lines
    Choppin’ lines, this is gettin’ common, it’s a hobby, I’m…
    I’m partying like every night, do this shit until we die

    [Hook: G-Eazy + Danny Seth]
    Bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow
    Bitch I’m bad to the bone, yeah, the bone marrow
    All I give a fuck about is that dinero
    They say “You a fool boy, what’s wrong with Gerald?”


  • Chris Brown – New Gang

    [Hook: Ray J & Chris Brown]
    Oh you see the new gang comin’, new gang comin’
    Got that new gang comin’ in
    You see the new gang comin’
    Bitch it’s OHB, yeah we comin’
    Propane got us all blunted
    The cocaine got her nose runny
    The strap got 100 rounds in it
    If it ain’t about money nigga, you ain’t sayin’ nothin’

    [Verse 1: Ray J]
    Pull up to the club ’bout 100
    It’s a lotta Pirus and a couple bounty hunters
    I’m whippin’ in that Wraith with my gunners
    105 west with some shooters right in front of us
    Got that meth lab up and runnin’
    Rest in peace to the big homie [?]
    Rest in peace to young [?] lil homie
    From Centerville to Fruit Town, we gettin’ money
    [Verse 2: Luvaboy TJ]
    You don’t bang bang, you ain’t gang gang
    You ain’t never slang, choppin’ ‘caine
    With a bad bitch from Spain
    Talkin’ slang off the Promethazine
    OHB bitch, new whip
    Stashed with rubber grips
    Stackin’ chips
    Some of my homies Bloods and some bangin’ Srips
    22 rims with my brims and some lady friends
    Stackin’ ends, niggas in my way, that’s one to the chin
    Pockets on swole, I got a bunch of bands on me
    All these model bitches, they can’t keep they hands off me

    [Hook: Ray J & Chris Brown]
    Oh you see the new gang comin’, new gang comin’
    Got that new gang comin’ in
    You see the new gang comin’
    Bitch it’s OHB, yeah we comin’

    [Verse 3: Chris Brown]
    Pull up, pull up if you ’bout it nigga
    Where I’m from, we body niggas
    Kamakazis on Kawasakis
    On 12 o’clock, you ain’t ridin’ with us
    I got killers that do what I say when I need
    Bullets spray fire out that lever
    I got homies pullin’ up in broad day
    And set this bitch off like Keef
    Smokin’ Khalifa
    And you was the one sayin’ you was ready for war
    Now you on the ship, you sound like a bitch
    Can’t fuck with your boy
    This that new gang
    All my niggas wear new chains
    And I put my bitch in a [?]
    OHB in a black Lamb’ like Bruce Wayne

    [Hook: Ray J & Chris Brown]
    Oh you see the new gang comin’, new gang comin’
    Got that new gang comin’ in
    You see the new gang comin’
    Bitch it’s OHB, yeah we comin’
    Propane got us all blunted
    The cocaine got her nose runny
    The strap got 100 rounds in it
    If it ain’t about money nigga, you ain’t sayin’ nothin’

    [Verse 4: Ray J]
    Pardon me but I don’t usually talk a lot
    If you ain’t talkin’ money, nigga what you talkin’ ’bout?
    The drop head take up multiple parkin’ spots
    Nowadays gotta keep most shooters in Harvey got
    All about my presidents, hustle, never hesitant
    Fuck who you invested in cause me, my niggas next to win
    Money be my closest kin, I consider it my fam
    Keep the drummer like a bam and bein’ broke, I never can
    Money’s all I understand, I speak that shit fluently
    Every way, you never there, we call that shit truancy
    You speakin’ that foolery, this money’s nothin’ new to me
    Ain’t worried ’bout who’s hot, I was cool before it was cool to be
    Fucking with a triant god, welcome to the tribe mob
    Plus we out here ballin’, bang it down like a LeBron lob
    Championship rings for me and my fellow squad
    Truth 100 like the numbers never lie, yeah

    [Hook: Ray J & Chris Brown]
    Oh you see the new gang comin’, new gang comin’
    Got that new gang comin’ in
    You see the new gang comin’
    Bitch it’s OHB, yeah we comin’
    Propane got us all blunted
    The cocaine got her nose runny
    The strap got 100 rounds in it
    If it ain’t about money nigga, you ain’t sayin’ nothin’


  • 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