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  • Rich Homie Quan – Redbone Lyrics

    Play this song

    [Intro]
    Yeah, ay, okay

    [Chorus]
    Daylight (Daylight)
    Know what she into, know what bae like (Know what bae like)
    Only fucked her twice, I don’t know what she taste like
    I fuck her rough, she tell me play nice (But I can’t)
    I got that Glock and it’s on me, but this ain’t play time
    I told my bitch if she want me, she gotta make time
    Don’t listen to bitches, can’t hear it through the grapevine
    Fake guys, they try, but they can’t stop me ’cause they lyin’

    [Verse 1]
    I woke up said my prayers, smoked a blunt, I gotta stay high
    Came a long from breakin’ in houses, I used to live the take life
    Turned my life around and I swear it made me feel good inside
    Yeah, ay, if you want it, you gotta get it
    If you started on the come up, you gotta finish
    Used to dream about some money, had it on my wish-list
    I was taking out change, dimes, quarters, pennies
    I don’t know if he is a witness, I might have to kill him
    Every hundo that we get, you know we gotta conceal it
    I made falling off look cool ’cause I got these millions
    And I been that nigga since school, ask my auntie children
    They gotta feel this
    I was broke, now I’m rich, stuff a hundred thousand in my bitch pocket, she can’t sit down, she a walking lick now
    And I don’t blame my opponents, she got a thing for the homies
    I told bae don’t wait on me ’cause I’ll be home later by-

    [Chorus]
    Daylight
    Know what she into, know what bae like
    Only fucked her twice, I don’t know what she taste like
    I fuck her rough, she tell me play nice (But I can’t)
    I got that Glock and it’s on me, but this ain’t play time
    I told my bitch if she want me, she gotta make time
    Don’t listen to bitches, can’t hear it through the grapevine
    Fake guys, they try, but they can’t stop me-

    [Verse 2]
    Baby, hold on (Ay)
    I wanted to fuck you, but you made a nigga wait for so long
    And I hate when you listen to your friends, they just need a lot to go wrong
    But I hate to be the reason you cry (The reason that you cry)
    If you want it, come and see me
    Nigga, we was gettin’ money when we was peewees
    I already fucked her twice, why she want a three-peat?
    She plugged me in that with work, so I call her RiRi
    I had to tell that bitch don’t squirt, cause I know that’s pee-pee
    All this water, I might drown, looking like a deep sea
    And she said she not gon’ turn up ’til she hear that Chief Keef
    You say you a vegetarian, but still a freak, freak
    I’m gon’ make you switch your diet up, gon’ make you eat meat
    Addies got me paying attention, ho, but you can’t teach me
    Told that lil’ boy, better stop playing me with, I’m no fefe
    We been blinded by that money, that’s the only thing we see

    [Chorus]
    We gon’ keep grinding ’til it’s daylight
    Know what she into, know what bae like
    Only fucked her twice, I don’t know what she taste like
    I fuck her rough, she tell me play nice (But I can’t)
    I got that Glock and it’s on me, but this ain’t play time
    I told my bitch if she want me, she gotta make time
    Don’t listen to bitches, can’t hear it through the grapevine
    Fake guys, they try, but they can’t stop me ’cause they lyin’


  • Rich The Kid – Everything Lyrics

    [Chorus: Rich The Kid]
    I make your bitch roll up my Swishers, your bitch wash all my dishes
    Your bitch pick up my pack, boy, I send her on a mission
    Your bitch do everything, your bitch do everything
    Your bitch do everything, I make your bitch do everything
    I make your bitch roll up my Swishers, your bitch wash all my dishes
    Your bitch pick up my pack, boy, I put her on a mission
    Your bitch do everything, your bitch do everything
    Your bitch do everything, I make your bitch do everything

    [Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
    Oh, she a slut, she a dog, she a freaky ass bitch
    But she rollin’ up the kush, and then she suckin’ on my dick
    I’m like, “bitch, please, hoe get out my face”
    Why the fuck you in my house? Bitch, get out my place
    First she wash the dishes, then pick up my pack
    First she suckin’ on my dick, lickin’ on my sack
    I’m like, “hoe, where the fuck your man?”
    All up in the pussy, and I be goin’ HAM
    I got racks on racks on racks on racks, bitch, I got the stupid packs
    Blowin’ on that kush, that loud, catch me in that fuckin’ cloud
    Your bitch do everybody, your bitch at every party
    She roll that kush, she suck that dick, and then she pop a molly

    [Chorus: Rich The Kid]
    I make your bitch roll up my Swishers, your bitch wash all my dishes
    Your bitch pick up my pack, boy, I send her on a mission
    Your bitch do everything, your bitch do everything
    Your bitch do everything, I make your bitch do everything
    I make your bitch roll up my Swishers, your bitch wash all my dishes
    Your bitch pick up my pack, boy, I put her on a mission
    Your bitch do everything, your bitch do everything
    Your bitch do everything, I make your bitch do everything

    [Verse 2: Derez De’Shon]
    Your bitch do whatever I tell her
    And she eat what I feed her
    Make your bitch feel special
    Fuck the hoe, and then leave her
    Your bitch say she love me
    I tell her the same thing
    Gotta beat the work in the jewelry store with my prisoner
    Chain gang, couple bad bitches, a few plain janes
    Now your bitch my main thing, and then we young niggas like Chief Keef
    We don’t cuff a hoe, we bang bang
    It’s Rich The Kid and D Dash, better get your hoe ‘fore we take her home
    Fuck her like she a porn star, and then drop her off with you later
    Oh, Dash

    [Chorus: Rich The Kid]
    I make your bitch roll up my Swishers, your bitch wash all my dishes
    Your bitch pick up my pack, boy, I send her on a mission
    Your bitch do everything, your bitch do everything
    Your bitch do everything, I make your bitch do everything
    I make your bitch roll up my Swishers, your bitch wash all my dishes
    Your bitch pick up my pack, boy, I put her on a mission
    Your bitch do everything, your bitch do everything
    Your bitch do everything, I make your bitch do everything


  • Another Tape Of Offset Cheating On Cardi B Leaked Online

    Seems hackers have leaked another tape of Offset cheating on Cardi B.

    Offset iCloud account got hacked last month and the hackers have been slowly leaking contents stolen from the account in a drip drip game. On the weekend before Christmas, Cardi B and Offset relationship almost came to an end when a video was leaked online alleged of the Migos rapper and another female inside a hotel room. The clip didn’t show the male face, but the female was fully visible. Cardi posted on Twitter that she became emotional after the video surfaced.

    In the end, they patched things up and looks like they are going strong and are heading for marriage. Seems someone is seriously trying to tear them apart. A snippet of an alleged explicit tape allegedly of Offset surfaced on Twitter on Friday sending the social media site into a frenzy. Both Cardi B and Offset have remained silent which is deafening, but their fans are sounding off.

    The video shows a man resembling Offset but the clip is blurry so you can’t conclude that it’s him. It might be Chief Keef, Quavo, Takeoff, Weezy or any other rapper with dreads.

    Son #offset doing too much man. If you don’t want to be with her again leave and save her the embarrassment jare. Damn ?

    — ? (@__Nnenna) January 5, 2018

    Some folks on Twitter are accusing Nicki Minaj fans of being behind the leaking of the videos. Some folks say her Barbs are actively trying to break up the couple.

    cardi b : if he try that sh!t again, you gone lose your wife #offset : * try’s that sh!t again *
    cardi pic.twitter.com/TY6bXkMBAp

    — ??? (@Savagemiichaell) January 5, 2018

    The faithful black men coalition after we forgave #Offset for being the 1st black man to cheat only for him to cheat again pic.twitter.com/mudKshERlr

    — X (@NonsoHendrix) January 5, 2018

    Another Video Of #Offset Surfaced ?! pic.twitter.com/bnWd2Ga3E1

    — ?D r e a? (@lovelydrealee) January 5, 2018

    Me running from insta to Twitter after getting word offset cheating again
    #Offset #CardiB pic.twitter.com/0dBLUdb0y3

    — Aiyako ? (@Moon_Doggie__) January 5, 2018

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  • Have my baby – CHief Keef lyrics

    Lyrics Chief Keef – Have my baby

    Only thing I wanna know is can you have my baby?
    My baby
    My baby
    My baby.

    When you put on your makeup, you drive me crazy
    Make me think i wanna have a baby
    Where’d you come from
    Only thing I wanna know is can you have my baby?
    My baby
    My baby
    My baby
    Only thing I wanna know is can you have my baby?
    My baby
    My baby
    My baby
    Only thing I wanna know is can you have my babyyyy?

    Can you have my baby, don’t look crazy
    What we gon’ name it, Beamer Mercedes
    Let’s make some arrangements
    Let’s have a lil’ ranger or ballet dancer.

    Can you hit my blunt ?

    Maybe, maybe , maybe, maybe
    But it’s gone kill you and I need you to have my babyyy
    Baby, baby, baby.

    Get me a kid you can have money blowing like an AC
    AC, AC, AC versuri-lyrics.info
    I know I be on that high stuff but my neck cold like a icey
    Icey, icey, icey
    She don’t want no kids with no other niggas.

    When you put on your makeup, you drive me crazy
    Make me think i wanna have a baby
    Where’d you come from
    Only thing I wanna know is can you have my babyyy?
    My baby
    My baby
    My baby
    Only thing I wanna know is can you have my babyyy?
    My baby
    My baby
    My baby
    Only thing I wanna know is can you have my babyyy?
    Chief Keef lyrics
    Video baby


  • Eearz – No Sleep (feat. Chief Keef) letras

    [Hook: Eearz]
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    I’m so high off greek you hear the creak in my tummy
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us

    [Verse 1: Eearz]
    You can live for me, you wanna see get to Glory
    Say [?]
    Me and my family we proud up in the bed six deep
    I was caught up on [?]
    I can hear the weeps and the hallways can hear the weeps
    Brought me to the rooms and he told me [?]
    Blank stare at the wall, I swear I couldn’t even breathe
    [?] fourteen years old, going on like thirty three
    Tapped into the savage on that day is what I mean
    Tables turned you feel you cannot turn the other cheek
    From then on everything was a plate no nigga eat
    [Hook: Eearz]
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat

    [Verse 2: Chief Keef]
    Walked up in the bank there’s so much cash I gotta take
    Twenty sixteen there’s so much cash I gotta make
    Excuse me, vegetarian that’s so much bad up on my plate
    That’s steak, spicy garlic, man that’s a normal date
    I’m hot now, I can’t stop now, I’m on fire
    I make your bitch tat me on her back, I’m a wire
    It take blood, sweat, and tears, but I am not a crier
    The way Ben Franklin sing, he make me think I’m a choir
    Sosa got the strap, you know I wear it like a bomber
    Act like you don’t middle of December, turn to summer
    The way I make your bitch hot, I’m a stove, Harry Potter
    This mathematics, you can leave if you ain’t talking numbers

    [Hook: Eearz]
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat

    [Verse 3: Eearz]
    Lean on me like Morgan Freeman, no further you shall see
    Pacing in circles in the darkness, won’t the light come follow me
    [?] to lose your [?]
    Stomach folding, this the greatest story ever told
    I knew that I was a legend more now than before
    Wait two nights to my last bitch [?]
    Flew by you in quite a flash, few nights I saw you pass
    Stay up on my path, I bet I be here laughing lastly

    [Verse 4: Eearz]
    Wings up on your back and the wind beneath your feet
    Watch the game we play, you can get tricked up off the street
    Days like Halloween, you can get tricked and be a treat
    Won’t happen to me, I sink my teeth into they sweet

    [Hook: Eearz]
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    Don’t wanna be a sheep I pray the lord my soul to keep
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    I’m so hungry you hear the creak in my tummy
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat
    We don’t get no sleep it mean way more for us to eat


  • Zeds Dead – Too Young

    Girl, we’re too young, don’t give up on life
    Don’t, don’t stop believin’
    Girl, we’re too young, don’t give up on life
    Don’t, don’t stop believin’

    Look at you, art girl
    You live in the art world
    Attracted to boys in the hood
    We pick you apart, girl
    She like ’em Chief Keef
    She like ’em tattooed
    She like to roll leaf
    She like ’em mad rude, talkin’ ’bout cash rules
    Takin’ selfies in the mirror (woo!)
    Get the angle, make it clearer (woo!)
    That ain’t perfect, girl, ain’t no perfect world
    Why we takin’ life so serious?
    The past is the past and it’s old
    The future is bright and it’s bold
    Bigger goals, bigger Rolls
    Bigger stage, bigger shows

    Girl, we’re too young, don’t give up on life
    Don’t, don’t stop believin’
    Girl, we’re too young, don’t give up on life
    Don’t, don’t stop believin’

    We grew up on fairytales
    No wonder we’re dreamers
    Rejection, know very well
    They didn’t believe us
    We made ’em believers
    You thought you ain’t need us
    How you gon’ stop us now?
    The youth are leaders
    Innovators
    They can’t see you ’cause they’re imitators
    We made a lane of our own
    We ain’t assimilators
    Now that our house is a home
    We better renovators
    Color outside of the lines
    Now I just demonstrate it

    Girl, we’re too young, don’t give up on life
    Don’t, don’t stop believin’
    Girl, we’re too young, don’t give up on life
    Don’t, don’t stop believin’
    Girl, we’re too young, don’t give up on life
    Don’t, don’t stop believin’
    Girl, we’re too young, don’t give up on life
    Don’t, don’t stop believin’

    Don’t stop believin’
    Don’t stop believin’
    Don’t stop believin’
    Don’t, don’t, don’t-d-don’t
    Don’t stop believin’
    Don’t stop believin’
    Don’t stop believin’
    Believin’, believin’