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  • Quelle Chris & Chris Keys – Mirage Lyrics (feat. Earl Sweatshirt, Denmark Vessey, Merrill Garbus & Big Sen)

    [Verse 1: Quelle Chris & Earl Sweatshirt]
    Stepped out like Scooby-Doo and the gang
    With a sack of treats as the case completes
    The villains knew the name
    We were stuffin’ Chillums with that lame
    Back when dub sacks was the thing
    Now we glide ‘cross skies like Liu Kang, no shame
    We carry the state on our back like new quarter change
    Rats was at ’em like Elmira to Maximillian
    I was focused on the craft, I knew racks was in the cards (I knew it)
    Sorta mutant, I seem to see through the ceilings
    Some homeys hid under tables
    My head was up in the stars (In the stars, nigga)
    That’s real bars
    I know niggas that caved in but still gods
    Some said it’s preprogrammed, some state it’s up to Allah
    You ask me, it’s all part the mirage, ah-ha-ha!

    [Break: Quelle Chris, Earl Sweatshirt, & Merrill Garbus]
    Don’t think that far
    Who’s that?
    No, whoa
    Said it’s the cure and the super
    Ooh-ooh, hey
    Mirage
    Yeah-yeah, heyHey, hey
    Mirage
    Yeah-yeah, uh, ooh
    Mirage

    [Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt & Merrill Garbus]
    I thought I saw a fountain
    I thought I saw me on the other side of the see-saw mounted
    Bouncing, on the up-and-up, countin’ downers
    The rate flounder-flat to bring you ’round the bend and back
    But now what?
    The hour’s not a alibi, doesn’t add up
    You outta time, fried like halibut with two sides
    Smizing for the camera, I surmise
    The lie what did the damage
    Had to leave you with a treatise, was signed
    I switch the plan up, boundaries get redefined
    I read the vines, it’s a madness, we hacking lives, sink my teeth
    Way past the beat into the rhyme when I grab it
    The bitter sweetness of times I wish to capture
    Abandon reason for the slime of greener pastures
    They tried to leave me
    Couldn’t find me when I finally answered, tiny dancer
    Hold me closer, don’t be sliding backwards
    Forward further like Akai told me on the tollway
    The soles planted, the hands scrape the sky (Yeah-yeah, oh)
    When the chances that the Medivacs left was hella high
    We hit the tavern for some gin and rye
    Whiskey gingerly applied (Ooh, ooh)
    The image shifted side to side in the distance
    You tripping over lines (Ooh, hey)
    Slipping, we been to …

    [Break: Earl Sweatshirt & Merrill Garbus]
    Yeah-yeah, hey
    [unintelligible]
    Mirage in the darkness
    Yeah-yeah, oh
    We all wise

    [Verse 3: Denmark Vessey]
    Oh yeah, hit me in the heart one day, it’s just words
    A string of letters I smash together
    Some random sequence calls to cast the weather
    InSh’Allah could last forever
    I don’t have to be here, but I made it through
    Through a maelstrom
    The director’s cut might not even make the album cut
    That’s where the melanated, melancholy style’s from
    Fly, birdie, fly, be as wise as the owl
    Keep the eye of the falcon, that’s eye on the sparrow
    I know my daughter’s watching, I know you watch me
    I know the times rocky
    I know it’s hard to remember, it blurred
    December was birthed (Mm, mm)

    My ten toes dig in the dirt, feeling the earth
    I’m willing to merge, fourth quarter, final, moxie (Ooh-ooh, hey)
    It was dark, like the light forgot me
    Oh Lord, then it sparked (Hey-hey, hey)
    Innocent of sins, rosemary; when reality bit, it pierced my heart
    A voice, close, near me, said, “Don’t be so scary”
    “Enjoy your thirties”
    Listen, I’m still looking for father figures (Ah-ah, ah)
    Around me and niggas who clown me (Ah-ah, ah)
    The last laugh is a nectar
    But the sweetest get-back is being completely free (Facts)
    Completely me
    The smell of burnt sage, let the season reap
    Don’t overthink it, bleep-bleep

    [Break: Earl Sweatshirt & Merrill Garbus]
    [Unintelligible]
    The mirage
    Yeah-yeah, yay
    Mirage
    The mirage
    Yeah-yeah, ahh
    Mm-mm, yay
    Yeah-yeah, yay
    Yeah-yeah, ahh
    Do-do
    Hmm
    Mmm, yay
    Yeah-yeah, yay
    Yeah-yeah, aww

    [Spoken Word: Big Sen]
    Yeah, feels good to be back. I spend most of my days now in my garden, growing food and medicinal plants and shit that we smoking on now-type-of-thing, and pondering the next moves, you know what I’m saying?
    Like, what the f*ck is going on around here? We all know something is, you know, around the corner. And we feel it in our souls. It’s manifesting itself in our art, even. The moves we make are largely dystopian, post-apocalyptic. I think we all just trying to make sense of it somehow. And that’s cool. Sometimes, it just be them seasons. Predatory capitalism. And all the -isms, you know what I’m saying? And err’ybody’s fed up. And people don’t know what to do, so we make our art and art is beautiful. But art is also the truth. So we know you know. Come on, you know. You know you know you know
    So what are you doing about it? Most people’s just waiting for something to happen without even preparing for anything, you know what I’m saying?
    Right now, Ukraine, power off. Venezuela, they shut the power off. Just this week, 44 million people, South America, power off. That’s how we start modern warfare nowadays. We just cut your power and your internet off. Give that one week, without the little faucet running and your little water coming out and your ‘frigerator not being on and shit and your diabetes medicine not being cold. And you assed out
    Make your actions match your ambitions to survive. You need to get ready like we are. That means being in shape. That means being in touch with your ancestors and your spirituality, you feel me?
    What’s gon’ come to pass is what’s gon’ come to pass. All that voting and all that shit—you can do that, that’s cool, but that ain’t gon’ stop it. It’s—It’s already on the way, you know what I’m saying? Just buckle up. Have a good time, you know? Security is largely a superstition. It does not exist in nature
    Life is either a grand adventure or nothing, baby. Go have your adventure, ’cause I’m having mine
    Big Sen, peace out, one love

    [Outro: Merrill Garbus]
    Yeah-yeah, yay
    Yeah-yeah, aww


  • Young Thug – Now Lyrics

    [Intro: Young Thug]
    Yea, Thugger, 21
    Let’s get it
    Hold on, hold on, hold on

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    Used to be dead down (broke), hop out the jet now (the jet)
    We don’t play radio, Funkmaster Flex, now (flex)
    I just got a new foreign, ’bout to go park the ‘Vette now (facts)
    And I got the dawgs with me (woo), yeah, better call the vet now (hey)
    I want some inside head now (head), ’bout to call my bitch now (head)
    I got a Harley Davidson now (skrra), ’bout to pin a T-Rex down (yeah, yeah)
    I do the whip, no eggs now (woah), I got chips and VICs now (woah)
    ‘Bout to Liu Kang kick it now (woo)
    ‘Bout to chop it with machete now, now, now

    [Verse 1: Young Thug]
    Real bitch, talk on my kids (woah)
    Baby, put your tongue on my dick (woah)
    I put ice on my kids (woah)
    I put red in my drink (woah)
    Act’ got here with my medicine (woah)
    Nigga pop, drip, we wet (woah)
    Man I got some ice on my ankle (woah)
    Fuck around, gon’ ‘head, slit it (woah)
    It was heavy smoke in my chest (woah)
    Might jeopardize my checks (woah)
    I’m ’bout to pop another X (woah)
    Then I’ma fuck on my ex (woah)
    And I’m gon’ pour my syrup (woah)
    Not my Act’, just red (woah)
    And I hit him on the dick (woah)
    Think he ’bout to keep my check (woah)
    Green diamonds, on me like piss
    I just got a new Kel-Tec
    And it don’t come with no kick
    And I came up from nothin’
    Louis Vuitton my neck
    High end clothes on deck
    Let ’em all read my text

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    Used to be dead down (broke), hop out the jet now (the jet)
    We don’t play radio, Funkmaster Flex, now (flex)
    I just got a new foreign, ’bout to go park the ‘Vette now (facts)
    And I got the dawgs with me (woo), yeah, better call the vet now (hey)
    I want some inside head now (head), ’bout to call my bitch now (head)
    I got a Harley Davidson now (skrra), ’bout to pin a T-Rex down (yeah, yeah)
    I do the whip, no eggs now (woah), I got chips and VICs now (woah)
    ‘Bout to Liu Kang kick it now (woo)
    ‘Bout to chop it with machete now, now, now

    [Verse 2: 21 Savage]
    Yeah, Saint Laurent Don, yeah (21)
    Got a lot of blue money, yeah, yeah
    I cut my thumb, yeah, yeah
    Bums chasin’ crumbs, yeah, yeah
    Gucci jacket, ah yeah, yeah
    Fuck her on the mattress, ah yeah, yeah
    Got a draco in traffic, ah yeah
    I just left Magic, throwin’ ones out the plastic, yeah, yeah
    I’m with Slime in that Maybach and we laughin’ (21, 21)
    These rappers jumpin’ dick to dick and we laughin’ (on God)
    Come and get your baby mama, this bitch a maggot (21, 21)
    Half a ticket, worth a jewelry in my carry-on baggage (yeah)
    Thinkin’ ’bout pullin’ Savage’s card, you must be on acid (yeah)
    Cheap ass shots got her feelin’ like plastic (21)
    My earrings cost more than a nigga life savin’ (cash)
    Fuck a weddin’ ring, I gave her a mouth full of babies

    [Chorus: Young Thug]
    Used to be dead down (broke), hop out the jet now (the jet)
    We don’t play radio, Funkmaster Flex, now (flex)
    I just got a new foreign, ’bout to go park the ‘Vette now (facts)
    And I got the dawgs with me (woo), yeah, better call the vet now (hey)
    I want some inside head now (head), ’bout to call my bitch now (head)
    I got a Harley Davidson now (skrra), ’bout to pin a T-Rex down (yeah, yeah)
    I do the whip, no eggs now (woah), I got chips and VICs now (woah)
    ‘Bout to Liu Kang kick it now (woo)
    ‘Bout to chop it with machete now, now, now


  • Young Thug – B*tches Gone Tell Lyrics

    [Intro: Young Thug]
    Thugger! YSL for life
    We ran up the digits we ran up the money
    We ran up the digits we ran up the money
    We ran up some digits..
    We got London On Da Track!

    [Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
    Nigga, hustlers don’t stop, they keep goin’
    You can lose your life but it gon’ keep goin’
    Why not risk life when it’s gon’ keep goin’?
    When you die somebody else was born
    But at least we got to say we…

    [Hook: Young Thug]
    We ran up them digits we ran up the money
    We ran up them digits we ran up that money
    We ran up them digits we ran up that money
    We ran up them digits we ran up the money
    We ran up them digits we ran up some money
    We ran up some digits we ran up some money

    [Verse 1: Young Thug]
    I’m leanin’ like I’m on a 5th of the Henny
    I talk lots of shit like my bitches and digits
    They didn’t know me well so I left ’em with wishes
    You know its a drought when you grind and can’t flip it
    I’m livin’ big, I swear to God I’m Liu Kang kickin’
    Montana
    Mama gon’ slime, hustle
    Dopeboy, hair grey like a grandma
    You know my ice blingin’, light up just like a candle
    Rollie pollie, I can control shawty like a channel
    My racks are squeakin’, I’m not fartin’
    I hop in that ‘Rari, I crank up like Warren

    [Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
    Nigga, hustlers don’t stop, they keep goin’
    You can lose your life but it’s gon’ keep goin’
    Why not risk life when it’s gon’ keep goin’?
    When you die somebody else was born
    But at least we got to say we…

    [Hook: Young Thug]
    We ran up them digits we ran up the money
    We ran up them digits we ran up that money
    We ran up them digits we ran up that money
    We ran up them digits we ran up the money
    We ran up them digits we ran up some money
    We ran up some digits we ran up some money

    [Verse 2: Meek Mill]
    We ran up them digits we ran up that money
    We run through them bitches, we run through the hundreds
    I rolled in the Bentley, I’m talkin’ the drama shit
    Me and my niggas gon’ fuck up the summer, yeah
    This summer we puttin’ the numbers yeah (check, check)
    Feelin’ like Meechy, I’m feelin’ like Meechy
    I jump out that ‘Ghini and lift up the door (skrrt, skrrt)
    They said they ballin’ and we say we ballin’
    And somebody please tell me what is the score
    Woah, woah, woah, somebody please tell me what is the score
    We up by 30, that money is dirty
    Them bricks in the ceilin’, a mil in the floor

    [Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
    Nigga, hustlers don’t stop, they keep goin’
    You can lose your life but it’s gon’ keep goin’
    Why not risk life when it’s gon’ keep goin’?
    When you die somebody else was born
    But at least we got to say we…

    [Hook: Young Thug]
    We ran up them digits we ran up the money
    We ran up them digits we ran up that money
    We ran up them digits we ran up that money
    We ran up them digits we ran up the money
    We ran up them digits we ran up some money
    We ran up some digits we ran up some money

    [Verse 3: Young Thug]
    I’ma move me some dope like I’m Future
    I’ma go in that bitch with a ruler
    I’ma toast me a nigga like Strudels
    I’ma keep a red flag cause I’m boolin’
    I know some roller spaces, I could dually
    Yeah, yeah I’m screamin’ oh my god like Cooly
    When I snort it, I feel like I was aborted
    If I ever die, he better drop his first
    I’ve been gettin’ money before the music, fuck Pandora
    I just do this shit when I get bored

    [Pre-Hook: Young Thug]
    Nigga, hustlers don’t stop, they keep goin’
    You can lose your life but it’s gon’ keep goin’
    Why not risk life when it’s gon’ keep goin’?
    When you die somebody else was born
    But at least we got to say we…

    [Hook: Young Thug]
    We ran up them digits we ran up the money
    We ran up them digits we ran up that money
    We ran up them digits we ran up that money
    We ran up them digits we ran up the money
    We ran up them digits we ran up some money
    We ran up some digits we ran up some money

    [Outro: Young Thug]
    We got London On Da Track!


  • Tech N9ne – Shoe Game (feat. Krizz Kaliko & Mackenzie Nicole) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

    [Intro: Krizz Kaliko & Mackenzie Nicole]
    Yeah
    Kali baby on the left side, baby on the right side (Yeah)
    Yeah (Cold World)
    Baby girl on the left side, baby on the right side (Yeah)

    [Verse 1: Mackenzie Nicole]
    This year is mine get your hand off the pie
    I’m a good girl and I’m never a thot
    People see me, think they know what I got
    Well I got the money, just give me a shot (ayoo)
    The way that I’m living, don’t have to get used to
    Money from the booth too, Strange life is beautiful (en fuego)
    I’m somewhere thawn out from that cold
    Live this way ’till I’m old
    Stay on my toes

    [Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
    I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
    You don’t have to tell me, I already know
    Don’t say it to me, just wait ’till I go
    Shoe game, Liu Kang, stay on my toes
    I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
    I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
    Don’t say it to me, just wait ’till I go
    Shoe game, Liu Kang, stay on my toes

    [Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]
    Look, well I ain’t never been on TV
    Nah, I maybe once, but I ain’t never been on BET
    Ain’t no telling what they wanting
    Tryna get the cake like Duncan
    Ain’t that somthin’
    They get no frontin’
    Me and Nina get it jumpin’
    That’s where we at, where we at, in case anybody say somethin’
    See the way my bank account is set up, I got a checking and savings
    Keep my foot on the gas and don’t let up
    Niggas so what is you saying?
    Yeah I quit school but I rock chalk
    I came here to ball
    Ain’t bout to argue with y’all, make y’all talk (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
    Since a lot of y’all and a few of us
    I’m coming to get it now and I mean it nigga, I take the bus
    You see me with baby girl, that’s a check coming, we add that
    In my Jordans, I’m on my toes
    Y’alls froze, we clap back
    Kali, baby

    [Hook: Mackenzie Nicole]
    I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
    You don’t have to tell me, I already know
    Don’t say it to me, just wait ’till I go
    Shoe game, Liu Kang, stay on my toes
    I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
    I stay on my toes, I stay on my toes
    Don’t say it to me, just wait ’till I go
    Shoe game, Liu Kang, stay on my toes

    [Outro: Mackenzie Nicole]
    From the left side baby to the right side baby
    From the left side baby to the right side, you can tell when I walk in
    And then I walk out, I
    You can tell when I walk in
    When I walk , I
    Stay on my toes
    From the left side baby to the right side baby


  • Same thang – Migos feat. John Wic lyrics

    Lyrics Migos – Same thang

    All my niggas workin’
    Trappin’, cappin, servin’
    Ballin’, James Worthy
    Geekin’ off a perky
    Up early, trappin’ real early
    Cup real dirty, whatcha workin’?
    Migos having birdies
    I don’t know ya, I ain’t servin’
    Got your main dame slurpin’
    All my damn chains bling
    Cookie kickin’, Liu Kang
    Bruce Lee, Tsung Shang
    John Wic, John Wayne
    Elliot Nick no Johnny Dang
    Look at my clique, gang, bang (bang)
    Two b*tches, one me
    They suckin’ and f*ckin’ the same thang.

    Pull out the lot
    I’m in the drop
    I pour a 8, then count up my knots
    I bought a Chevy, Chevy T top
    Put it on skates, dope boy boss
    I’m in the north whippin’ the pot
    Kick in yo’ door then I run through your spot
    When I say, “We Migos,” They’re sayin’ we hot
    f*ck 12, I’m buckin’, they catch me or not
    Got bales, I just pulled a U-Haul out
    These niggas is p***y, bring Ru Paul out
    When I spray the chopper, I’m goin’ all out
    500 thousand in my dog house
    You niggas is rats, I’m callin’ you Mighty Mouse
    I jugged a cutie when it was a thigh out
    I had a nina in Mansion, no Ca$h Out
    Pull up the plug, better bring the whole bag out
    Feelin’ like Flippa, but I gotta stash house
    Don’t like the Xans, that s**t make me pass out
    Dunk on a nigga, call me Quavo Stackhouse
    She want my money, but I brought a rack out
    Heard that you got it so we bring the MAC out
    I know it’s trouble, John Wic brought the mask out
    I touched a fan, and then she passed out
    Front and back end, they gon’ make you bring cash out.

    All my niggas workin’
    Trappin’, cappin, servin’
    Ballin’, James Worthy
    Geekin’ off of perky
    Up early, trappin’ real early
    Cup real dirty, whatcha workin’?
    Migos having birdies
    I don’t know ya, I ain’t servin’
    Got your main dame slurpin’
    All my damn chains bling
    Cookie kickin’, Liu Kang
    Bruce Lee, Tsung Shang
    John Wic, John Wayne
    Elliot Nick no Johnny Dang
    Look at my clique, gang, bang (bang)
    Two b*tches, one me
    They suckin’ and f*ckin’ the same thang.

    I don’t know you so you know I’m not servin’
    Word on the street that the young nigga workin’
    Shock on a baby like I’m James Worthy
    Sleep with the stick because I’m feelin’ nervous
    Convicted felons, they be geeking off perkys
    Trigger finger itching, shoot ’em on purpose
    Trapping cross the country, havin’ no service
    Pull up on him at his funeral service (pull up)
    Migo gang everything (Migo gang)
    Yes I do gang bang (bang)
    We are really not the same (no we’re not)
    Won’t miss, perfect aim
    Retaliation is a must, some of your partners can’t trust
    I put the dope in my nuts, when the folks raided the bus
    I drop a 4 on my cup versuri-lyrics.info
    The money it give me a rush
    Shootin’ out hundred rounds, choppa flippin’ yo’ truck
    Feds taking pictures, like I give a f*ck
    Give that girl a buck, I bet she gon’ suck
    When I touch a mill you might as well give up
    Ten fade, bullets linin’ you up
    Hellcat, Forgiato pull up
    Lindsay Lohan in the trap cookin’ up.

    All my niggas workin’
    Trappin’, cappin, servin’
    Ballin’, James Worthy
    Geekin’ off of perky
    Up early, trappin’ real early
    Cup real dirty, whatcha workin’?
    Migos having birdies (brrrr)
    I don’t know ya, I ain’t servin’
    Got your main dame slurpin’
    All my damn chains bling
    Cookie kickin’, Liu Kang
    Bruce Lee, Tsung Shang
    John Wic, John Wayne
    Elliot Nick no Johnny Dang
    Look at my clique, gang, bang (bang)
    Two b*tches, one me
    They suckin’ and f*ckin’ the same thang.

    Tsung Shang, Liu Kang, same thang (Kang)
    Ballman, Balmain, (same thang) same thang
    Wrist froze, Elliot A (ice), no Johny Dang
    Surfboard, we the wave
    Tryna mix the food, I’ma put ’em on a plane
    Drinking Act, you drinking the Bombay
    Sip a cup, I’m smoking it to the face
    Real street niggas no fade, no case
    Hit a lick, put ten up in the safe
    Real s**t nigga we paved the wave
    Own the game, nigga we changed the game
    On the Nawf nigga, I made my name
    Want the cash nigga, still f*ck the fame
    I can’t change, that’s how I came
    She look good, but s**t she on ‘caine
    Can’t complain ’cause s**t I’m on drank
    Sleep walking, up, just can’t think
    Popped a perc, she feel she gon’ faint
    She can’t see, she feel like Ray (Charles)
    She like the dab and the feng shui
    She told me the dope grade A, pay me!

    All my niggas workin’
    Trappin’, cappin, servin’
    Ballin’, James Worthy
    Geekin’ off of perky
    Up early, trappin’ real early
    Cup real dirty, whatcha workin’?
    Migos having birdies
    I don’t know ya, I ain’t servin’
    Got your main dame slurpin’
    All my damn chains bling
    Cookie kickin’, Liu Kang
    Bruce Lee, Tsung Shang
    John Wic, John Wayne
    Elliot Nick no Johnny Dang
    Look at my clique, gang, bang
    Two b*tches, one me
    They suckin’ and f*ckin’ the same thanggg.
    MIgos lyrics
    Video thang


  • Rory Fresco – Lottery

    [Hook]
    Last night, we had spent bands, didn’t slow down
    Last night, got a strip dance, I’m on a roll now
    Last night, yeah I went up, it was so wild
    Last night, yeah I went up, I’m like whoa now

    Last night, I just hit the lottery, whoa now
    Last night, now she all on top of me, whoa now
    Last night, we just blowing dollars, keeping no count
    Last night, we just throwing dollars, please slow down

    Last night, spent bands
    Last night, strip dance
    Last night, so wild
    Last night, whoa now

    [Verse 1]
    Why they acting like they know us?
    It ain’t shit to get it cracking
    I just hopped outside the casket
    I’m that nigga with the fashion
    I’m that nigga in the fast whip
    I was broke as hell like last year
    Now I got a little cash, yeah
    I’m that nigga with the magic
    I’m the nigga that’s gon’ throw it
    Throw it all up in one night
    I’m the nigga that’s gon’ blow it
    ‘Cause you only get one life
    I’m the nigga throwing green rain
    I’m baby boy like Ving Reigns
    I’m the nigga throwing blue rain
    And I’m kicking shit up like I’m Liu Kang

    [Pre-Hook]
    If you ain’t got no bread then you ain’t poppin’
    Why theses niggas flexing like they got it?
    Why they tryna count whats in my pockets?
    Every night I’m making that deposit

    [Hook]
    Last night, we had spent bands, didn’t slow down
    Last night, got a strip dance, I’m on a roll now
    Last night, yeah I went up, it was so wild
    Last night, yeah I went up, I’m like whoa now

    Last night, I just hit the lottery, whoa now
    Last night, now she all on top of me, whoa now
    Last night, we just blowing dollars, keeping no count
    Last night, we just throwing dollars, please slow down

    Last night, spent bands
    Last night, strip dance
    Last night, so wild
    Last night, whoa now

    [Verse 2]
    Imma spend it ’cause I’m workin’
    Imma spend it ’cause I earned it
    They’ve been telling me to slow down
    I’m the nigga they concerned with
    I’m that nigga in the current whip
    Went to school but wasn’t learning shit
    Now I’m getting all these dubs now
    You would think I won a tournament
    Nigga went and hit the lottery
    Niggas wishing they was hot as me
    Now they hoping that I fall off
    And I see how much a dollar mean
    I’m with them girlies that be popping beans
    I’m think I’m Khaled how I got the keys
    Niggas wishing they was stopping me
    See I got my bread and now I got the team

    [Pre-Hook]
    If you ain’t got no bread then you ain’t poppin’
    Why theses niggas flexing like they got it?
    Why they tryna count whats in my pockets?
    Every night I’m making that deposit

    [Hook]
    Last night, we had spent bands, didn’t slow down
    Last night, got a strip dance, I’m on a roll now
    Last night, yeah I went up, it was so wild
    Last night, yeah I went up, I’m like whoa now

    Last night, I just hit the lottery, whoa now
    Last night, now she all on top of me, whoa now
    Last night, we just blowing dollars, keeping no count
    Last night, we just throwing dollars, please slow down

    Last night, spent bands
    Last night, strip dance
    Last night, so wild
    Last night, whoa now


  • Fetty Wap – Way You Are (feat. Monty)

    [Hook: Fetty Wap]
    I love it when I see you, ayy
    Ayy, you can catch me when I breeze through, baby
    Ayy, you are everything, I need you babe
    And money don’t mean everything
    Just wanna make you smile when you’re with me
    Type of shit that I’m on
    And I got cash
    She like the way them diamonds sit on her arm
    We hit the dash and we be kickin’ shit to the morn’
    And she is everything I need and more baby, ayy
    ‘Cause I like the way you walk and
    And I like the way you are and
    Won’t let you get too far and
    To me you are a star and
    I love it when I see you, ayy
    Ayy, you can catch me when I breeze through, baby
    Ayy, you are everything, I need you babe
    And money don’t mean everything, yeah babe

    [Verse 1: Monty]
    Black, white, Puerto Rican, Dominican
    We could take a trip to the Caribbean
    Ain’t her first time, she got experience
    One night stand, ain’t nothin’ serious
    Lookin’ so fancy, fancy
    Prolly taste like candy, candy
    Pullin’ on your panties
    Got me like, "This can’t be," thinkin’ bout a plan B
    You see when I’m whippin’?
    Catch you when you slippin’
    You’re the one I’m missin’
    I just wanna see you, somewhere I could meet you
    I would never leave you
    Damn you lookin’ perfect
    Louis V purses, I go out and purchase
    I be thinkin’ of you, put no one above you
    Damn, I think I love you

    [Hook: Fetty Wap]
    I love it when I see you, ayy
    Ayy, you can catch me when I breeze through, baby
    Ayy, you are everything, I need you babe
    And money don’t mean everything
    I Just wanna make you smile when you’re with me
    Type of shit that I’m on
    And I got cash
    She like the way them diamonds sit on her arm
    We hit the dash and we be kickin’ shit to the morn’
    And she is everything I need and more baby, ayy
    ‘Cause I like the way you walk and
    And I like the way you are and
    Won’t let you get too far and
    To me you are a star and
    I love it when I see you, ayy
    Ayy, you can catch me when I breeze through, baby
    Ayy, you are everything, I need you babe
    And money don’t mean everything, yeah babe

    [Verse 2: Fetty Wap]
    Zoovier!
    It’s summer when I see you, hot as hell, you know it, girl
    Know I tell you this sometimes, but you know I need ya girl
    Takin’ off in the Range, feel like Johnny Cage with my shades
    She’s a fireball, Liu Kang
    Makes me feel like she really fucks with me
    Ayy, put her trust in me
    Sharin’ all her love with me
    Yeah, she make it seem like she my dream type
    Yeah, what you mean like? See this cream, right?
    Yeah, he a bitch nigga, get the green light, ay
    Pour an 8, baby get the lean right
    Yeah I’m a rich boy, not the scheme type
    Yeah doin’ shit only seen in dreamlights
    Yeah I got bands fallin’ out my jeans, right
    Yeah, I’m the man, just take a chance, I will appreciate it
    I’ma make you feel good and feel appreciated
    I’ma show up on time, she can’t believe it, made it, yeah
    And livin’ life so good, can’t believe we made it, yeah

    [Hook: Fetty Wap]
    I love it when I see you, ayy
    Ayy, you can catch me when I breeze through, baby
    Ayy, you are everything, I need you babe
    And money don’t mean everything
    Just wanna make you smile when you’re with me
    Type of shit that I’m on
    And I got cash
    She like the way them diamonds sit on her arm
    We hit the dash and we be kickin’ shit to the morn’
    And she is everything I need and more baby, ayy
    ‘Cause I like the way you walk and
    And I like the way you are and
    Won’t let you get too far and
    To me you are a star and
    I love it when I see you, ayy
    Ayy, you can catch me when I breeze through, baby
    Ayy, you are everything, I need you babe
    And money don’t mean everything, yeah babe

    [Outro: Fetty Wap]
    I like the way you are
    Way you are, way you, way you are
    I like the way you are
    Way you are, way you, way you are


  • B.o.B – King Tut (Elements Album)

    [Hook]
    Let’s be honest
    I wake up in the morning get shit jumping
    She gon’ get that D with my thumb in
    No Benihana just top ramen
    I feel like King Tutankhamun

    [Verse 1]
    Uh, pay your homage
    Bobby Ray the shaman
    Namaste, or something conscious, I promise
    Saw this day was coming
    Like a flag or something
    Hundred nations form a summit
    Congress, no hesitation coming
    Try to take it from me
    Terminator style I’m dumping
    Dumping, clip gon’ kick back like Liu Kang
    Or fucking Johnny Cage
    Them hollows graze your stomach
    Vomit, everyday or something
    Some grenade or something
    Someone say that someones bombing the gunman
    Propagate and conflicts sway the moral compass
    You debate on who done done it
    Converse, I’ma stay a slum
    It’s still segregated proms in the state I’m from
    And they still gon’ bang you up for an ashtray of crumbs
    If a cop could pop you, no indictment
    It’s obvious the justice system pretty biased
    Take your right away like arthritis
    The eye of the all seeing iris

    [Hook]
    Let’s be honest
    I wake up in the morning get shit jumping
    She gon’ get that D with my thumb in
    No Benihana just top ramen
    I feel like King Tutankhamun

    [Verse 2]
    Like I’m suffering from ego death
    Need no stress, lean on deck, weed on deck
    Green thumb, I’m Imhotep
    They depopulate you with chemo
    They’ll steal your breath, beast mode
    There ain’t no more heroes left
    Hercules conflicts all black incognito
    Like Ne-Yo at Emo Fest, flip like aikido
    Arm the torpedo, I’m armed and I’m reloaded
    Three piece tuxedo, I bomb like a G though
    Bondage just like a slave or something
    That can’t awaken from it
    We ain’t got a thing in common, you common
    Minus the sense, keep your eyes on your rent
    And them commerce modern economics consumption
    Summon critics in my comments
    A conference of conversations and assumptions, it’s constant
    Pill’s too big to ever stomach, you astonished
    I never claimed I’m Nostradamus
    The publics intuition mixed with my opinion’s just more confirmation on the subject, don’t want it
    Pull your card, I’ll pull no punches
    A monkey wrench in a dysfunction now

    [Hook]
    Let’s be honest
    I wake up in the morning get shit jumping
    She gon’ get that D with my thumb in
    No Benihana just top ramen
    I feel like King Tutankhamun


  • Young Thug – Digits

    Thugger! YSL for life
    We ran up them digits we ran up some money
    We ran up them digits we ran up some money
    We ran up some digits..

    Nigga, hustlers don’t stop, they keep going
    You can lose your life but it gon’ keep going
    Why not risk life when it’s gon’ keep going?
    When you die somebody else was born
    But at least we got to say we…

    We ran up them digits we ran up that money
    We ran up them digits we ran up that money
    We ran up them digits we ran up that money
    We ran up them digits we ran up some money
    We ran up them digits we ran up some money
    We ran up them digits we ran up some money

    I’m living like I’m on a 5th of the Henny
    I talk lots of shit like my bitches and digits
    They didn’t know me well so I left ’em with you
    You know it’s that drop when you bright and can’t flip it
    I’m livin’ big, I swear to God I’m Liu Kang kickin’
    Montana
    Mama gon’ slime, hustle
    Dopeboy, hair grey like a grandma
    You know my ice blingin’, light up just like a candle
    Rollie pollie, I can control shawty like a channel
    My racks are squeakin’, I’m not fartin’
    I hop in that ‘Rari, I crank up like Warren

    Nigga, hustlers don’t stop, they keep going
    You can lose your life but it’s gon’ keep going
    Why not risk life when it’s got keep going?
    When you die somebody else was born
    But at least we got to say we…

    We ran up them digits we ran up that money
    We ran up them digits we ran up that money
    We ran up them digits we ran up that money
    We ran up them digits we ran up some money
    We ran up them digits we ran up some money
    We ran up them digits we ran up some money

    I’ma move me some dope like I’m Future
    I’ma go in that bitch with a ruler
    I’ma toast me a nigga like Strudels
    I’ma keep a red flag cause I’m boolin’
    I know some roller spaces, I could deul it
    Yeah, yeah I’m screaming oh my god like Cooly
    When I snort it , I feel like I run the work
    If I ever die, he better drop his first
    I’ve been getting money before the million, fuck Pandora
    I can do this shit when I get bored

    Nigga, hustlers don’t stop, they keep going
    You can lose your life but it’s gon’ keep going
    Why not risk life when it’s got keep going?
    When you die somebody else was born
    But at least we got to say we…

    We ran up them digits we ran up that money
    We ran up them digits we ran up that money
    We ran up them digits we ran up that money
    We ran up them digits we ran up some money
    We ran up them digits we ran up some money
    We ran up them digits we ran up some money


  • Dae Dae & London On Da Track – Woke Up

    [Intro]
    Ain’t gon’ lie like
    Mm-mm mm-mm-mm-mm-mm
    (We got London On Da Track)
    (God Damn)

    [Hook]
    Woke up with a sack
    Woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks
    Woke up with that strap on me, I went and caught a Challenger
    I ain’t got no manners but my mama gave me stamina
    I can’t fall in love with no motherfucking nothing bitch
    Yeah I see you mugging
    That shit there don’t mean nothing
    ‘Posed to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches
    No I ain’t in my feelings
    I’m just saying don’t start tripping
    When I get to your home I’ll admit it

    [Verse 1]
    Don’t you start tripping baby give me mingo (do that) (look)
    Don’t you start cleaning up this fucking kitchen (bitch) (yuh)
    Liu Kang baby, I can fucking kick [waah] it (kick that shit) [hit]
    You say ya gang bang nigga what you bang? [neighborhood] (What you bang?)
    Nigga you don’t gang bang you ain’t got no stains
    (Nigga what you claim?)
    20 gang, (what?) murder gang (ooh)
    Neighborhood in your face, fuck your gang (bitch)
    Billy with me, (who?) [turn up] F&N hanging out that ceiling with it (the truth fool)
    Nine time out of ten, he ain’t really with it (he ain’t bout that shit)
    He can’t survive in that pen if he was sentenced (he ain’t bout that shit)
    Nigga better try it again if he thought he was fucking with me (what we doin)

    [Hook]
    Woke up with a sack
    Woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks
    Woke up with that strap on me, I went and caught a Challenger
    I ain’t got no manners but my mama gave me stamina
    I can’t fall in love with no motherfucking nothing bitch
    Yeah I see you mugging
    That shit there don’t mean nothing
    Posted to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches
    No I ain’t in my feelings
    I’m just saying don’t start tripping
    When I get to your home I’ll admit it

    [Verse 2]
    Talk trap (what you sayin?)
    Watch your mouth (what we doing?)
    Fuck you mean? (How you do that) [turn up]
    It’s my house (turn up on ’em)
    Hundreds kill (woah)
    Going to kill (yeah)
    Any nigga [mm-mm]
    That fucking feel [turn up]
    Think they fucking with me (do what?)
    Trunk fit in my truck since it’s all tall and shit (J high)
    Still ride with Tuck that’s my dog bitch (Tuck what up?)
    Semi’s never tuck, I will draw bitch (Glock on me)
    As far as I know fuck the law (fuck 12)
    They doing all the killing and I gotta watch my back cause I got 5 children, yeah (no, for real) [listen]
    And they get bonds and they get appeals and that shit (what?) just can’t be real (really?) but I ain’t tripping cause I just

    [Hook]

    Woke up with a sack
    Woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks
    Woke up with that strap on me, I went and caught a Challenger
    I ain’t got no manners but my mama gave me stamina
    I can’t fall in love with no motherfucking nothing bitch
    Yeah I see you mugging
    That shit there don’t mean nothing
    ‘Posed to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches
    No I ain’t in my feelings
    I’m just saying don’t start tripping
    When I get to your home I’ll admit it

    [Outro]
    (what?)
    Oh it feels so cold it’s so cold cold (burr)
    Get up out my way, get out my way hoe (move)
    I’ma get that money when I want (them racks)
    I’ma get that money when I want to (turn up on em)
    I’ma get that money when I want (let me run up one em)
    I’ma get that money when I want to (I stun you homie)
    I don’t know you homie
    Yeah

    Low life
    Low life, low life, low life


  • Dae Dae – Woke Up letras

    [Intro]
    (?)
    Uh-uh-uh-uh
    (We got London On Da Track)

    [Hook]
    Woke up with a sack
    Woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks
    Woke up with that strap on me, I went and caught the challenge
    I ain’t got no manners but my mama gave me stamina
    I can’t fall in love with no motherfucking nothing bitch
    Yeah I see you mugging
    That shit there don’t mean nothing
    Posted to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches
    No I ain’t in my feelings
    I’m just saying don’t start tripping
    When I get to your home I’ll admit it
    [Verse 1]
    Bout to start tripping baby give me (?)
    Watch me start cleaning out this fucking kitchen
    Liu Kang baby, I can fucking kick it
    Make ya say ya gang bang nigga what you bang?
    Nigga you don’t gang bang you ain’t got no stains
    20 gang, murder gang
    Neighborhood in your face, fuck your gang bitch
    Billy with me, F&N hanging out that ceiling with it
    Not talking about a tan, he ain’t really with it
    Look he can’t survive in that pen if he was sentenced
    A nigga better try again if he was fucking with me

    [Hook]
    Woke up with a sack
    Woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks
    Woke up with that strap on me, I went and caught the challenge
    I ain’t got no manners but my mama gave me stamina
    I can’t fall in love with no motherfucking nothing bitch
    Yeah I see you mugging
    That shit there don’t mean nothing
    Posted to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches
    No I ain’t in my feelings
    I’m just saying don’t start tripping
    When I get to your home I’ll admit it

    [Verse 2]
    Talk trap bitches in
    Watch your mouth, what we’re doing?
    Fuck you mean? How you do that
    It’s my house, and I’m (?)
    Hundreds kill, woah
    Going to kill, yeah
    Any nigga, woah
    That fucking feel
    That fucking with me
    Truk feel my truck since that (?)
    Still ride with Tuck that’s my dog bitch
    Semi’s never tuck, I will draw bitch
    As far as I know fuck the law
    They do all the killing
    And I gotta watch my back cause I got 5 children, yeah
    And they get bonds and they get appeals
    And that shit can’t be real but I ain’t tripping cause I just

    [Hook]
    Woke up with a sack
    Woke up with them racks on me and stuffed like backpacks
    Woke up with that strap on me, I went and caught the challenge
    I ain’t got no manners but my mama gave me stamina
    I can’t fall in love with no motherfucking nothing bitch
    Yeah I see you mugging
    That shit there don’t mean nothing
    Posted to be my cousin but you fucking one of my bitches
    No I ain’t in my feelings
    I’m just saying don’t start tripping
    When I get to your home I’ll admit it

    [Outro]
    My heart feels so cold, it’s so cold-cold
    Get up out my way, get out my way ho
    I’ma get that money when I want to
    I’ma get that money when I want to
    Turn up on ’em
    I’ma get that money when I want to
    When you run up on ’em
    I’ma get that money when I want to
    (?) homie
    I don’t know you homie, yeah
    Low life, low life, low life