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  • Denzel Curry – BLACK BALLOONS | 13LACK 13ALLOONZ Lyrics

    [Chorus: Denzel Curry & Twelve’len]
    Hot pink, Valentine red
    Black balloons, over my head
    Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
    Let it float, let it float by me
    Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
    Let it float, let it float by me

    [Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
    Inside this paper plane
    Note my words are Navy sealed so here and I quote
    Taboo and I are in the same boat
    What’s said from Pennywise, I guess we all float
    Sky is the limit, I could die in a minute
    Got my mind in a skillet, suicide not the mission
    See the vibe very timid, I’m timid and very sad
    Translated my thoughts and feelings I pivot into the pad
    Rapers turn to landscapers when they use hoes
    Hoes turn to housewives when they see gold
    Ice Cube with activator when I’m aggravated
    Or decapitated when I lose my head since life is overrated
    Ten thousand feet, a thousand steps
    I let it all sink to a thousand depths
    Soon black balloons pop
    That’ll be the day the pain stops

    [Chorus: Denzel Curry & Twelve’len]
    Hot pink, Valentine red
    Black balloons, over my head
    Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
    Let it float, let it float by me
    Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
    Let it float, let it float by me
    Hot pink, Valentine red
    Black balloons, over my head
    Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
    Let it float, let it float by me
    Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
    Let it float, let it float by me

    [Verse 2: GoldLink]
    Heaven or Hell, huh, which one prevails, huh?
    We gotta go and figure it out
    I ain’t tryna tell you that this life isn’t it
    And I just wanna be the rightest I could be
    Show my son to think so he could fly high as could be
    Always show examples how they kill niggas like me
    Thinking as straight as me, but call me crazy
    Sign is my attitude, so I’m cool like JAY-Z
    Andele, andele, my intelligence for threes
    Cancel me like I ain’t the King of D.C
    Cancel me like I ain’t the number one G
    Cancel me like you don’t like “Dance On Me”
    Quickly they forget how you changed on these lies
    You flashing on these lights and you savin’ these kids lives
    And they hate you ’cause you’re right, give me hell then, shit
    Take your turn and fire with a pitchfork, bitch

    [Chorus: Denzel Curry & Twelve’len]
    Hot pink, Valentine red
    Black balloons, over my head
    Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
    Let it float, let it float by me
    Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
    Let it float, let it float by me
    Hot pink, Valentine red
    Black balloons, over my head
    Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
    Let it float, let it float by me
    Let it float, let it float, let it float, let it float
    Let it float, let it float by me

    [Outro]
    Tonight on 102.1, it’s Denny Cascade and the gang and-
    Denzel, are you really like Kenobal?
    I’m telling you, eventually, they’re gonna catch up to your game
    You’re running out of time!
    What exactly are you trying to hide, Mr. Curry?


  • Good cop bad cop – Ice Cube lyrics

    Lyrics Ice Cube – Good cop bad cop

    Good cop, good cop f*ckin’ wit that bad cop
    What’cha doing boy? Turn in that blood clot
    Buck shots they fly through drug spot
    Robots can give a damn who the f*ck shot
    Clean cop, clean cop f*ckin wit that dirty cop
    Don’t act like yo a*s never heard of that
    Clean cop, clean cop f*ckin wit that mean cop
    Still trying act pride peacock
    You know that mean cop might need detox
    Mothaf*cka tried to blow me out me Rebox
    But I swing like Jack and Bean stalk
    Chop’em down when these b*tches try to lock’em down
    Hit the ground hit the turf
    Warp the earth
    Cube a kidnap your mind, Patty Herst
    Bust a verse that a make yo a*s hit reverse
    Kill the curse that was placed on the universe
    West Coast War Lord blacker then the Black Knight
    f*ck a black & white when they ain’t actin’ right
    Good cop, good cop filling out your report
    Bad cop asking you to distort
    Bad cop asking you to lie in court
    Send another young brother up north
    Send another young Sista off course
    While them mothaf*ckas chill on the golf course.

    Black police showin’ out for the white cop
    White police showin’ out for the black cop. (x2)

    Lazy cop f*ckin wit that crazy Cop
    Always bragging – bout the new case he got
    Do or die cop with the suicide cop
    Tell the truth cop wit that – “you a lie, cop!”
    Are you f*ckin high cop? Don’t even try cop
    Ain’t no mothaf*cka drugs up in my spot
    All you find in my closet is the high top
    And my mothaf*ckin tickets to the skybox
    Hold up nigga, I’m a rider versuri-lyrics.info
    You a roller yep thee controller
    Make me mad that’s when I get swole up
    The Incredible Hulk is bipolar
    Come out the cuffs knock off the rust
    Throw my hands up you still wanna bust
    The Trojan horse is full of excessive force
    When they try to get aggressive nigga off the porch.

    Black police showin’ out for the white cop
    White police showin’ out for the black cop. (x2)

    Good cop, good cop, where is your dignity?
    Where’s your empathy?
    Where is your sympathy?
    Bad cop, where’s your humanity?
    Good cop, is that just a fantasy?
    Hell on that nigga, snitch on that b*tch
    Truth be told, mothaf*ck the blue code
    f*ck the po-po actin’ like Deebo
    Already know Craig let the brick go
    Black Lives Matter is not chit chatter
    Cause all they wanna do, is scatter brain matter
    A mind is a terrible thing to waste
    A nine is terrible in your face
    The mase has a terrible f*ckin’ taste
    The pen is a terrible f*ckin’ place
    The kings all hate the f*ckin’ ace
    The judge sabotaged my f*ckin’ case
    Racist motherf*cker.

    Black police showin’ out for the white cop
    White police showin’ out for the black coppp.
    Ice Cube lyrics
    Video cop


  • Rick Ross – Powers That Be (feat. Nas) (Rather You Than Me Album)

    "The Lord as my witness, Lord as my witness, there’s not!
    There’s not a better MC than Rick motherfuckin’ Ross, Lord as my witness
    And when a nigga says Lord as my witness a nigga tellin’ the truth
    You don’t lie after you say Lord as my witness
    Did you ever hear OJ say ‘Lord as my witness?’
    No, he ain’t go that far
    Said ‘I didn’t do it, ‘ hired Johnnie Cochran, but he ain’t never say ‘Lord as my witness.’"
    Uh, yeah
    Uh, yeah
    Uh, yeah
    Went to war, beaker scores, they continue to fall
    Corner stores, way to uphold all these wonderful laws
    So much violence in the streets, ask the powers that be
    Kiss my daughter on the cheek and I’m strapped as we speak
    Dirty money get bloody, you still see the gun wounds
    But what’s funny are the ones that we put the guns to
    Fuck ’em all, kill or be killed, it’s still a thug rule
    Back of class, high on grass, ’til I said "fuck school!"
    What’s meant to be is meant to be, I rather you than me
    Die with pride, forty shells on the murder scene
    Rolls Royce leather stitching in the steering wheel
    Ninth album, Ice Cube, nigga kill at will
    Had to balance, Double M is the imperial
    Niggas pay respect, they mail it in an envelope
    Fucking centerfolds like I still be dealing dope
    Probably would if you’re talking like fifty or more
    Uh, yeah
    Uh, yeah
    Uh, yeah
    So creative, co-creator, family the motivator
    Project buildings, lot of feeling, karma my codefendant
    Pot to piss in, not a ribbon, never forgot a Christmas
    Father figure not around, that’s such a major difference
    I would play with all my homies’ gifts
    I understood I didn’t wanna trip
    The lack of didn’t tap my confidence
    Matter fact that’s how I mastered a couple things
    Went from not having, to sheer opulence
    Maybach with the drapes like an apartment in it
    Whole hood know it, only one that’s white on white
    Name ringing like DJ Clue on a Friday night
    Just got some real estate out in Dubai
    Nation of Islam, they say I may have a few ties
    Talking tall brothers with the dark shades
    Shed light, bringing niggas out the dark age
    Sitting in the court with a sharp fade
    Having sentimental thoughts about this Caucasian
    Six million in the hole, still feeling short-changed
    Reprimanded by someone who’s snorting cocaine
    Frank Hampton was an angel, may his name ring
    Crackers wanna kill me for the same thing
    Ain’t no financial aid out in Notre Dame
    Activist sipping Actavis, tryna pour away
    Uh, yeah
    Uh, yeah
    Uh, yeah
    You know how it is
    New levels, new devils
    The cheddar breed jealousy
    At hella speed but it’s whatever
    Mercedes driver
    85’er, enlightener, collapsable sun visor
    The half moon identifies
    The son of God, son of man
    Son of Sam, young with the blam
    Stick or get stuck, get killed to get buck
    A blessing of luck
    I love all, test me, trust not
    Above all but young niggas address me as such
    Like Hannibal Barker, running through Carthage
    Pan of our watches, conquer the nonsense, conquering lion
    Armée var, Son, God combined in one
    Most prolific, you off point
    Like the coke addicted lawyer, Klienfeldt’s gun
    Tell the waiter bring over that Moscow Mule
    Tell them haters get over it, Nas still rules
    To money makers and niggas who murk you out
    And beat the death penalty on reversal trial
    Niggas versatile
    Some things your eyes won’t see (Uh, yeah)
    But when it’s out of your control (Uh, yeah)
    Then it’s the powers that be, be (Uh, yeah)
    He he he he he, la la la la la la (Uh, yeah)
    He he he he he, la la la la la la (Yeah, yeah)
    Some things your eyes can’t see
    But when it’s out of your control
    Then it’s the powers that be, be
    He he he he he, la la la la la la


  • RICK ROSS – Powers That Be lyrics

    “The Lord as my witness, Lord as my witness, there’s not! There’s not a better MC than Rick motherfuckin’ Ross, Lord as my witness. And when a nigga says Lord as my witness a nigga tellin’ the truth. You don’t lie after you say Lord as my witness. Did you ever hear OJ say ‘Lord as my witness?’ No, he ain’t go that far. Said ‘I didn’t do it’ but he ain’t never say ‘Lord as my witness.’”

    Uh, yeah
    Uh, yeah
    Uh, yeah

    Went to war, beaker scores, they continue to fall
    Corner stores, wait up, hold all these wonderful laws
    So much violence in the streets, ask the powers that be
    Kiss my daughter on the cheek and I’m strapped as we speak
    Dirty money get bloody, you still see the gun wounds
    But what’s funny are the ones that we put the guns to
    Fuck ’em all, kill or be killed, it’s still a thug rule
    Back of class, high on grass, ’til I said “fuck school!”
    What’s meant to be is meant to be, I rather you than me
    Die with pride, forty shells on the murder scene
    Rolls Royce leather stitching in the steering wheel
    Ninth album, Ice Cube, nigga kill at will
    Had to balance, Double M is the imperial
    Niggas pay respect, they mail it in an envelope
    Fucking centerfolds like I still be dealing dope
    Probably would if you’re talking like fifty or more

    Uh, yeah
    Uh, yeah
    Uh, yeah

    So creative, co-creator, family the motivator
    Project buildings, lot of feeling, karma my codefendant
    Pot to piss in, not a ribbon, never forgot a Christmas
    Father figure not around, that’s such a major difference
    I would play with all my homies’ gifts
    I understood I didn’t wanna trip
    The lack of didn’t tap my confidence
    Matter fact that’s how I mastered a couple things
    Went from not having to sheer opulence
    Maybach with the drapes like an apartment in it
    Whole hood know it, only one that’s white on white
    Name ringing like DJ Clue on a Friday night
    Just got some real estate out in Dubai
    Nation of Islam, they say I might have a few ties
    Talking tall brothers with the dark shades
    Shed light, bringing niggas out the dark age
    Sitting in the court with a sharp fade
    Having sentimental thoughts about this Caucasian
    Six million in the hole, still feeling short-changed
    Reprimanded by someone who’s snorting cocaine
    Frank Hampton was an angel, may his name ring
    Crackers wanna kill me for the same thing
    Ain’t no financial aid out in Notre Dame
    Activist sipping Actavis, tryna pour away

    Uh, yeah
    Uh, yeah
    Uh, yeah

    You know how it is
    New levels, new devils
    The cheddar breed jealousy, at hella speed but it’s whatever
    Mercedes driver
    85’er, enlightener, collapsable sun visor
    The half moon identifies
    The son of God, son of man
    Son of Sam, young with the blam
    Stick or get stuck, get killed to get buck
    A blessing of luck
    I love all, test me, trust not
    Above all but young niggas address me as such
    Like Hannibal Barker, running through Carthage
    Pan of our watches, conquer the nonsense, conquering lion
    Armée var, Son, God combined in one
    Most prolific, you off point
    Like the coke addicted lawyer, Klienfeldt’s gun
    Tell the waiter bring over that Moscow Mule
    Tell them haters get over it, Nas still rules
    To money makers and niggas who murk you out
    And beat the death penalty on reversal trial
    Niggas versatile

    Uh, yeah
    Uh, yeah
    Uh, yeah
    Some things your eyes won’t see
    But when it’s out of your control
    Then it’s the powers that be, be
    He he he he he, la la la la la la
    He he he he he, la la la la la la
    Some things your eyes can’t see
    But when it’s out of your control
    Then it’s the powers that be, be


  • Booba – A4 (Autopsie 0 Album)

    [Refrain]
    Izi, calibré chemise hawaienne
    J’ai pas la moyenne, quoi ? J’m’en bats les couilles
    J’suis sur le block j’suis sur Youtube
    Fuck you pay me, a-salamalikoum
    J’vais t’qué-bra si j’touche le RMI
    Priez pour moi j’prie pour mes ennemis
    U trema sur l’habillage
    J’aime la cherma sur ma biatch

    [Couplet unique]
    Casse-nous pas trop les illes-cou, on va t’rouer de coups
    Demande à Don Miloud, Hood comme dans Boyz in the hood Ice Cube
    J’encule vous tous ma pute prépare le couscous
    Uzi dans chaque main donc j’suis sur Bluetooth
    Général de guerre contre fantassins
    Traine avec hommes d’affaires et des assassins
    J’pèse des tonnes, des demi kill’s
    J’perds ni à l’extérieur ni à domicile
    Ford péta pour un rodéo
    3 visages pales dans la Mondéo (grillés)
    J’suis black & white comme un Oréo
    Fucked up, no limit #LittleRoméo
    Eternel délit de faciès
    MC où es-tu comme Princesse Anies ?
    J’te fume en pleine messe la chatte à ta nièce
    Ma pute en Hermès la tienne en Airness

    [Refrain]
    Izi, calibré chemise hawaienne
    J’ai pas la moyenne, quoi ? J’m’en bats les couilles
    J’suis sur le block j’suis sur Youtube
    Fuck you pay me, a-salamalikoum
    J’vais t’qué-bra si j’touche le RMI
    Priez pour moi j’prie pour mes ennemis
    U trema sur l’habillage
    J’aime la cherma sur ma biatch


  • The Offspring – Pretty Fly (For A White Guy)

    Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
    Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
    Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
    And all the girlies say I’m pretty fly for a white guy
    Uno dos tres cuatro cinco cinco ses
    You know its kinda hard just to get along today
    Our subject isn’t cool, but he thinks it anyway
    He may not have a clue, and he may not have style
    But everything he lacks, well he makes up in denial
    So don’t deflate, play it straight
    You know he really doesn’t get it anyway
    Gonna play the field, keep it real
    For you know a way, for you know a way
    So if you don’t break, just over compensate
    At least you know you can always go on Ricki Lake
    The world needs wannabees
    Hey, hey, do the brand new thing!
    Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
    Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
    Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
    And all the girlies say I’m pretty fly for a white guy
    He needs some cool tunes, not just any will suffice
    But they didn’t have Ice Cube so he bought Vanilla Ice
    Now cruising in his Pinto, he sees homies as he pass
    But if he looks twice, they’re gonna kick his lilly ass!
    So don’t deflate, play it straight
    You know he really doesn’t get it anyway
    Gonna play the field, keep it real
    For you know a way, for you know a way
    So if you don’t break, just over compensate
    At least you know you can always go on Ricky Lake
    The world loves wannabes
    Hey, hey, do the trendy thing!
    Now he’s getting a tattoo yeah, he’s getting ink done
    He asks for a 13, but they drew a 31
    Friends say he’s trying too hard and he’s not quite hip
    But in his own mind he’s the, he’s the dopest trick
    Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
    Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
    Give it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh
    And all the girlies say I’m pretty fly for a white guy
    Uno dos tres cuatro cinco cinco ses
    So don’t deflate, play it straight
    You know he really doesn’t get it anyway
    Gonna play the field, keep it real
    For you know a way, for you know a way
    So if you don’t break, just over compensate
    At least you know you can always go on Ricky Lake
    The world needs wannabes
    The world loves Wannabes
    Let’s get some more wannabes
    Hey, hey, do the brand new thing!


  • Moko Koza – One Day (Khunhie Puo) lyrics

    One Day (x2)
    Yo!

    (Verse 1)
    Said today was a good day im feeling like im Ice Cube
    Chillin in the corner can’t nobody mess with my mood
    I got this vibe that im gonna do something good
    Who’s gonna tell you when you gonna be you
    We’ve played our part, yeah we gave our heart
    Pushin through the limits though our days seems dark
    The road seems far, soon we gonna reach out
    With our heads held high like a new born sprout
    Yeah, ive been down sometimes not knowing I can make it
    Struggling for a smile sometimes I gotta fake it
    Jamming up thoughts and I don’t know what to do
    Can’t find a clue its not cool to be you
    But its just for a moment don’t ever go astray
    You’ve been through a lot and its time for a change
    Nothing will amount to the prices you have paid
    Just keep on holding on coz we gonna make it one day

    (Hook)
    Coz last night I was thinking bout you
    All my hopes relyed on you
    I open my eyes for something new
    Maybe I can make it one day
    Coz last night I was thinking bout you
    All my hopes relyed on you
    I open my eyes for something new
    Maybe we can make it one day

    (Verse 2)
    Khreisa chü parte arei a pie ko meshi te
    (Growing up to be a man, my burdens have become heavy)
    Thie nu sede di arei petsü lieta tuo
    (Starting from today, I’ll straighten myself up)
    Ndu zü azü nu mha lekeba
    (Just yesterday I was contemplating from my bed)
    Arei ha khunhie puo themia puo chülie tuo
    (That I’ll become a man one day)
    Apuo mu azuo, nnie nou kemezhie hie cie
    (Dear Dad & Mom, don’t be down)
    Puotei kevi hako sü basi zotuo le
    (Good days will always be around)
    Nie mezie ko sü arei pedzü wa lho le
    (Your efforts won’t go in vain)
    Nnie nuo ko sü nnie shie nu thazo le
    (Your childrens are there for you)
    Lhaki puo arei cha kemo nourei tuo
    (There were days, I went the wrong way)
    Mha pete shi kemhie di, kemhashi di vor
    (Thought I knew it all, I was so full of myself)
    Dierei phichü par athuo a shi lie keta
    (But as I matured, I learned about myself )
    Kijü hanu ker arei puo tsa puo la ker bazo
    (I came to this very place for a reason)

    (Hook)
    Coz last night I was thinking bout you
    All my hopes relyed on you
    I open my eyes for something new
    Maybe I can make it one day
    Coz last night I was thinking bout you
    All my hopes relyed on you
    I open my eyes for something new
    Maybe we can make it one day


  • Diamonds – Young Scooter ft. A boogie wit da hoodie lyrics

    Lyrics Young Scooter – Diamonds

    Yeah, haha
    All these motherf*cking diamonds turnt
    All this Eliantte jewelry, count up.

    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie b*tch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings.

    Four diamond chains, four watches too
    Lil Mexico one with the 44 crew
    Protect came inside the Bentley coupe
    I got 6 gold rings like pimping do
    All iced out, Eliantte, my diamonds hitting hard like photoshoot
    Bling-bling, I got cash money, no baby food
    I ain’t never seen the drop
    (?) ain’t shining when the lights out
    I got bricks in the couch
    Pounds in the kitchen, I sleep in the juug house
    I put wings on bails, fly ’em to your hood nigga, count that check out
    I throw diamonds in the pot, cool the dope off, a nigga get stressed out
    I bought my jewelry off dope money, you bought your jewelry off show money
    I’m my own boss nigga, I ain’t got no big homie
    100 rats busting down the wrapper
    I’m a real Lil Mexico trapper
    Lil fake ass jewelry you niggas wearing, you rappers should be actors, Scooter.

    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie b*tch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings.

    I told Eliantte hold a Rollie for me
    He said, “cool, you got 40 for me?”
    I got these b*tches tryna auction on me
    Yeah I’m dripping and flossin, yeah I keep a faucet on me
    They calling reporters on me
    I cannot trust anybody that walk up on me
    Be cautious homie
    I see these robbers, they plotting, they want what’s on me
    I’m still in the street but I move like a star
    I shoot at my neighbors and move out tomorrow
    Smoking on gorilla glue out the jar
    Bubba always got that tool in the car
    I met Scooter at the jewelry spot
    I had to show that night, I had to jewelry shop
    In the X-53 with the ceiling drop
    They don’t believe that it’s me so I peel the top
    We get on the flight and we hung in PR with the killers at night
    Who had the torch? You can’t sit at the light
    And me and Boogie had a million in ice
    This money, I made it myself
    I will not hate on myself
    That’s why I stay to myself
    I pray for my enemies more than I pray for myself
    Cause I keep the K on the shelf.

    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie b*tch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings.

    I called my homie Gunny
    I told Joe to hold the Rollie for me
    41 bezel, I’m only 20
    Call me A Boogie, don’t call me lucky
    I’m paid in full, you ain’t got no money
    My diamonds shine bright like it’s always sunny
    My diamonds come right out Eliantte
    That Patek Philippe, that’s 100 on me
    If you reach, I teach, I go Curry on ’em
    If the beat for me, I go dummy on it
    Is she cheat on me, I’ma f*ck her mother
    But if you eat the cheese, you an undercover
    I don’t speak to D’s, I know better
    When she off the E, the head is better
    She gon’ reach for the F on my Fendi sweater
    I don’t give a f*ck, b*tch I’m a G I let her
    I went to Puerto Rico
    Eliantte bought a kilo
    I went underwater right when I put on the kilo
    Like look at my nigga Nemo
    I walk in the store and I pull out a bunch of c-notes
    f*ck up a nigga ego
    Fly like a eagle, might pull out a Desert Eagle
    I am a threat people, we was never equal.

    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Patek Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie b*tch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond ringsss.
    Young Scooter lyrics
    Video Scooter


  • Young Scooter – Diamonds (feat. A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie & Don Q)

    [Intro: Young Scooter]
    Yeah, haha
    All these motherfucking diamonds turnt
    All this Eliantte jewelry, count up

    [Hook: Young Scooter]
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings

    [Verse 1: Young Scooter]
    Four diamond chains, four watches too
    Lil Mexico one with the 44 crew
    Protect came inside the Bentley coupe
    I got 6 gold rings like pimping do
    All iced out, Eliantte, my diamonds hitting hard like photoshoot
    Bling-bling, I got cash money, no baby food
    I ain’t never seen the drop
    (?) ain’t shining when the lights out
    I got bricks in the couch
    Pounds in the kitchen, I sleep in the juug house
    I put wings on bails, fly ’em to your hood nigga, count that check out
    I throw diamonds in the pot, cool the dope off, a nigga get stressed out
    I bought my jewelry off dope money, you bought your jewelry off show money
    I’m my own boss nigga, I ain’t got no big homie
    100 rats busting down the wrapper
    I’m a real Lil Mexico trapper
    Lil fake ass jewelry you niggas wearing, you rappers should be actors, Scooter

    [Hook: Young Scooter]
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings

    [Verse 2: Don Q]
    I told Eliantte hold a Rollie for me
    He said, "cool, you got 40 for me?"
    I got these bitches tryna auction on me
    Yeah I’m dripping and flossin, yeah I keep a faucet on me
    They calling reporters on me
    I cannot trust anybody that walk up on me
    Be cautious homie
    I see these robbers, they plotting, they want what’s on me
    I’m still in the street but I move like a star
    I shoot at my neighbors and move out tomorrow
    Smoking on gorilla blue out the jar
    Bubba always got that tool in the car
    I met Scooter at the jewelry spot
    I had to show that night, I had to jewelry shop
    In the X-53 with the ceiling drop
    They don’t believe that is me so I peel the top
    We get on the flight and we hung in PR with the killers at night
    Who had the torch? You can’t sit at the light
    And me and Boogie had a million in ice
    This money, I made it myself
    I will not hate on myself
    That’s why I stay to myself
    I pray for my enemies more than I pray for myself
    Cause I keep the K on the shelf

    [Hook: Young Scooter]
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings

    [Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
    I called my homie Gunny
    I told y’all to hold the Rollie for me
    41 bezel, I’m only 20
    Call me A Boogie, don’t call me lucky
    I’m paid in full, you ain’t got no money
    My diamonds shine bright like it’s always sunny
    My diamonds come right out Eliantte
    That Patek Philippe, that’s 100 on me
    If you reach, I teach, I go Curry on ’em
    If the beat for me, I go dummy on it
    Is she cheat on me, I’ma fuck ’em up
    But if you eat the cheese, you an undercover
    I don’t speak to D’s, I know better
    When she off the E, the head is better
    She gon’ reach for the F on my Fendi sweater
    I don’t give a fuck, bitch I’m a GR letter
    I went to Puerto Rico
    Eliantte bought a kilo
    I went underwater right when I put on the kilo
    I look at my nigga Nemo
    I walk in the store and I pull out a bunch of c-notes
    Fuck up a nigga ego
    Fly like a eagle, might pull out a Desert Eagle
    I am (?) people, we was never equal

    [Hook: Young Scooter]
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings


  • Young Scooter – Diamonds Lyrics

    [Intro: Young Scooter]
    Yeah, haha
    All these motherfucking diamonds turnt
    All this Eliantte jewelry, count up

    [Hook: Young Scooter]
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings

    [Verse 1: Young Scooter]
    Four diamond chains, four watches too
    Lil Mexico one with the 44 crew
    Protect came inside the Bentley coupe
    I got 6 gold rings like pimping do
    I’m iced out, Eliantte, my diamonds hitting hard like photoshoot
    Bling-bling, I got cash money, no baby food
    I ain’t never seen the drop
    (?) ain’t shining when the lights out
    I got bricks in the couch
    Pounds in the kitchen, I sleep in the juug house
    I put wings on bails, fly ’em to your hood nigga, count that check out
    I throw diamonds in the pot, cool the dope off, a nigga get stressed out
    I bought my jewelry off dope money, you bought your jewelry off show money
    I’m my own boss nigga, I ain’t got no big homie
    100 rats busting down the wrapper
    I’m a real Lil Mexico trapper
    Lil fake ass jewelry you niggas wearing, you rappers should be actors, Scooter

    [Hook: Young Scooter]
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings

    [Verse 2: Don Q]
    I told Eliantte hold a Rollie for me
    He said, “cool, you got 40 for me?”
    I got these bitches tryna auction on me
    Yeah I’m dripping and flossin, yeah I keep a faucet on me
    They calling reporters on me
    I cannot trust anybody that walk up on me
    Be cautious homie
    I see these robbers, they plotting, they want what’s on me
    I’m still in the street but I move like a star
    I shoot at my neighbors and move out tomorrow
    Smoking on gorilla blue out the jar
    Bubba always got that tool in the car
    I met Scooter at the jewelry spot
    I had to show that (?), I had to jewelry shop
    In the X-53 with the ceiling drop
    They don’t believe that is me so I peel the top
    We get on the flight and we hung in PR with the killers at night
    Who had the torch? You can’t sit at the light
    And me and Boogie had a million in ice
    This money, I made it myself
    I will not hate on myself
    That’s why I stay to myself
    I pray for my enemies more than I pray for myself
    Cause I keep the K on the shelf

    [Hook: Young Scooter]
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings

    [Verse 3: A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie]
    I called my homie Gunny
    I told y’all to hold the Rollie for me
    41 bezel, I’m only 20
    Call me A Boogie, don’t call me lucky
    I’m paid in full, you ain’t got no money
    My diamonds shine bright like it’s always sunny
    My diamonds come right out Eliantte
    That petite Philipe, that’s 100 on me
    If you reach, I teach, I go Curry on ’em
    If the beat for me, I go dummy on it
    Is it (?) or me, I’ma fuck ’em up
    But if you eat the cheese, you an undercover
    I don’t speak to D’s, I know better
    When she off the E, the head is better
    She gon’ reach for the F on my Fendi sweater
    I don’t give a fuck, bitch I’m a GR letter
    I went to Puerto Rico
    Eliantte bought a kilo
    I went underwater right when I put on the kilo
    I look at my nigga Nemo
    I walk in the store and I pull out a bunch of c-notes
    Fuck up a nigga ego
    Fly like a eagle, might pull out a Desert Eagle
    I am (?) people, we was never equal

    [Hook: Young Scooter]
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Rolex watch, diamond chain
    Diamond chain, diamond chain
    Petite Philipe and diamond chain
    Cool the dope off with the ice cubes
    My life a movie bitch, like Ice Cube
    Cocaine and diamond chains
    Rolex watches and diamond rings


  • HorseShoe Gang – Who’s The Best Rapper (Anti-Trap Music Album) letras

    [Demetrius]
    When ya’ll say "best rapper ever" y’all forget about Ice Cube
    In "Niggas With Attitude" he was that dude
    When it came to Eazy-E, Cube wrote all his rhymes
    And ‘No Vaseline" is the best diss record of all time
    And when it come to white rappers, you gotta start with Em

    [Julius]
    You mean Mac Miller, Macklemore, MGK

    [Demtrius]
    Naw never mind is skin color
    He keep it controversial every time
    And he rhymed words together better than every rapper who ever rhymed

    [Dice]
    But when it come to Jay Z he got the most clever lines
    And he made a half a billion talking about his heavy grind
    Like like " You ain’t start out from the trunk to reach the roof
    Just to put the roof in your trunk" Nigga please

    [Demetrius]
    Yeah that was dope as fuck but just let me make one point
    Eminem said he’s "stopping a limo, hopped in the window"
    And he’s "Shopping his demo at gunpoint"
    Oh yea and he said he’s "Zoning off of one joint"
    And Cube said he’s "got a murder rap that’ll keep ya’ll dancing
    With a crime record like Charles Manson"

    Lyrics Coming Soon…


  • Coolwater Set & RAC – The Coast

    Ride the coast (x3)
    I’m waiting to go wherever you take me
    Slow up, slow up, ride the coast
    On the coast you can find me
    I’m riding the waves, got Cali behind me

    Behind the wheel cause I could never stand still
    I’m at the ville, I need a better view am I allowed to chill
    I’m from the coast, we caught the most but play us close
    We stay lowkey underrated though and always faded in the lows
    Heard that’s my baby though, that down next to my caddy
    Living that candy, tatted, flossing that baddest, yeah she automatic
    With that mad fatty, double the patty, drop it for this mac daddy
    No static, when on the ride, in Venice playing that good Cali
    Catching the vapours, feel the bass, we call that sally
    Sparky sunsets that undress that beautiful to the valley
    As I flow with the most, cruise control down Pacific coast
    Never feeling lost, life goes round, how it’s spose

    So unless the waves can break me
    Cutting the breeze and ride the coast
    You got me elevated
    Tree’s got me leanin’ while I coast
    Leanin’ while I coast
    Ride the coast
    I’m waiting to go wherever you take me
    Slow up, slow up, ride the coast
    On the coast you can find me
    I’m riding the waves
    Ride the coast

    A moment of silence, no killing my vibing
    (As I coast)
    I put in that mileage, I’m good when I’m riding
    (On my coast)
    On nights when I can’t sleep, my fam in the back seat
    (As I coast)
    I’m running a marathon with rims from the swap meet
    (I still coast)
    I been through phases, caught in Cali waves
    Faded by the sunny days when lemons turn to lemonade
    When K Town be the shadiest, them hood rats get the craziest
    I hotbox with my lady while we cruise, we be the haziest
    Hot like Cheetos and ain’t nobody beef like we roast
    Today was a good day, Ice Cube’n with you west to the east coast
    I’m smooth as wood grain, GOOD
    Cause we know we on the road to riches, on the Golden State while we coast

    So unless the waves can break me
    Cutting the breeze and ride the coast
    You got me elevated
    Tree’s got me leanin’ while I coast
    Leanin’ while I coast
    Ride the coast
    I’m waiting to go wherever you take me
    Slow up, slow up, ride the coast
    On the coast you can find me
    I’m riding the waves, got Cali behind me

    Thanks to Adele for submitting these lyrics.